HeartBreak (Veela Drarry)

When They Become One

For three weeks after their fight, Draco had a pattern. He'd wake up, be tormented by his veela, go to work and spend some amazing, calming quality time with his boyfriend during which he'd do something that the veela would start tormenting him for the moment he stepped foot outside of work. The veela would never torture Draco if he and Harry were together, though. So, the blonde had suggested they go out more frequently, which Harry happily agreed to. The brunette sometimes slept over after their nighttime dates, but they still weren't past the kissing phase. Veelas couldn't be with anyone 'intimately' except for their mates, so Draco had no experience initiating or doing any of the...things people usually do with their partners. It didn't matter though; he didn't want to, anyway.

Draco was very attracted to Harry, but veelas reveal their wings to their mates during sex. The first consummation of their love also signifies an eternal bond between a veela and their mate. Draco couldn't risk either of those things happening. He couldn't risk Harry finding out about the blonde being a veela that way and he definitely didn't want to force Harry to be by his side forever if the brunette wasn't sure about it. He also didn't want Harry to see the scars that ran all the way down his arms. It was a miracle that Harry hadn't noticed his behavior yet. The blonde felt guilty, but, technically, Draco wasn't lying to Harry.

After their first fight, Harry sent a very long letter to Draco apologizing for breaking his trust and begging the blonde to see a healer. Draco had sent a letter back forgiving Harry. All the blonde had said was that Harry wouldn't see Draco in pain again. If the brunette had just assumed that the blonde had somehow been cured, then that was on him for not asking.

By the time their one-month anniversary rolled around, Draco was struggling just to remain awake. His veela side kept him up all night long with its painful tactics. During these times, the blonde could only fantasize about the sweet release of death and when it would finally claim him. All the blonde's hopes of calming his creature self down were as good as gone. He still had no idea why the veela was doing this, why it had started when it did, and what could get it to stop. Draco and Emmyl had gone through every single book in the manor that could've helped them figure out what was wrong with the blonde. None of them did. His best guess was that the veela was still heartbroken and taking it out on him. That didn't make any sense, though. He and the veela were supposed to be one. He no longer felt the deep emptiness that accompanied his heartbreak or worried about Harry and the brunette's feelings to the point where he wanted to die. Draco felt like a normal person in a normal relationship. Only, he was being tormented by his emotionally unstable creature half.

Draco knew he should see a healer, but he didn't have the time. More importantly, he didn't want to. There was no guarantee that any healer, no matter how professional, would keep the blonde's case to himself. Anyone would get a very generous payment for providing information that could result in a headline like 'Draco Malfoy: From Evil Deatheater to Heartbroken Veela'. After that, it wouldn't take long for people to realize who Draco's mate is. Harry would be put under the spotlight again and the brunette would hate it. The blonde, himself, knew Harry wasn't so unreasonable. He knew that, if he explained the situation to the brunette, Harry would insist he see a healer, regardless of the consequences. The problem?

How will he react to me being a veela?

Will he accuse me of lying?

Break up with me?

He probably won't break up with me if I tell him that it would cause my death.

But do I really want that?

Do I want him beside me even though he might not want to be?

No. Of course, I don't.