Dramione - What Can 2 Veelas Do To Hogwarts ???

Hermione seeks for answers

Hermione's POV

As the days go on I can't help but think what if Pansy was telling the truth?
It's an unbelievable thought that the Malfoy blood isn't as pure as they say but it does add up.
The dreams, the veritaserum, the Veela demonstration.

Malfoy's POV

The idea of Hermione believing it could be true filled me with an indescribable feeling. I could only imagine it to be what the sappy students call happiness. It felt warm and fuzzy. Plus it made my heart beat a little faster.
Thanking Pansy for her help I decided in my mind that I would repay her with a gift.

Pansy's POV
You'd be surprised, my standards aren't quite as high as you'd think. I didn't care for blood status, not when it came to men. For Ron I would deal with being associated with a blood traitor it was worth it. The boy was exactly what I wanted in a man, though he could use a little training in table manners, well manners in general.
The only problem is that his attention is captivated by Granger. If only I could find a way to split them up.

Hermione's Pov

I didn't believe it at first. I thought Pansy was just being vindictive. But the girl had proof. Very legitimate proof. Ron was cheating on me, with the bint named after a sodding flower.
I thought I had meant more to him, apparently not.
That night I had turned into my dorm early deciding to sleep away the pain for a little while. Eventually dreams began to force their way into my mind cause me to wake up with a startle. But the true fear was located to the left of me. Sat in my bed was Malfoy. Shooing him out I was left with my brewing thoughts. 

After a while I became restless and found my feet walking me out of my dorm, I needed solitude and a chance to think about Ron's betrayal. How should I handle it ? Do I pretend I never found out or do I call him out for his despicable behaviour... 

Walking slowly through the halls, I was unsure as to where my feet were taking me. As long as it wasn't the dungeons I didn't mind.
A slow cool drawl sounded behind me, Malfoy.
The nosey bugger was enquiring as to why I was roaming the halls at night.
I told him I was patrolling yet he didn't believe me, he scowled at my obvious lie and asked me to answer him truthfully this time.
Silly thoughts flummoxed me, I was longing for him to call me by my real name. Not some insult or my surname.

"Hermione I asked what are you really doing"
Gritting my teeth I repeated the same patrol lie to him.
His hands gripped my wrists firmly pushing me back against the cool wall. Struggling against his hold I begged for him to let me go.

Draco's POV
Her face, contorted by pain, was a beauty to behold. The desperation in her voice as she pleaded with me to release her became more and more pleasurable to hear. I wanted to hear her beg for me, I wanted her to be mine. Like she should be.

Hermione's POV

I studied Malfoy's face very carefully of course when I noticed he had that arrogant smirk on his face but that didnt bother me what bothered me was the look of arousal that danced in his eyes.
His hands loosened their grip and I was able to pry my body out of his grip. Feeling somewhat more in control I cursed him in my mind.
Why did the boy have to be so attractive yet have the worlds worst personality. It makes me shallow to like him based on his looks. I had hardy noticed Malloy walk away I was to engrossed in my thoughts.
I heard Malfoy chuckle from down the corridor it was almost like he could hear or even read my thoughts.
Oh wait that's right, Veelas can read minds. Well at least their mate's minds anyway.

Draco's POV

I stood shellshocked in the middle of the corridor I could already hear my mates thoughts without the spell ?
Effort wasted.