I Am A Gaunt *Completed!!!!!*

Chapter 6

Dedicated to 5HGirl4Life and We_R_Tayla thanks for the votes!

*EDITED*

- Draco's Person's POV -

"Draco, darling. Smile, and enjoy yourself. It's a party!", I look over at my plus one. Anna Greencast - I think that's her name. I didn't even pay attention when mother told me. 'It is just so that you aren't alone. She is a nice girl, so I am sure you will like her just fine!'. I didn't want to go to begin with, but of course, appearances need to be made!

"Don't call me, darling. I only asked you to come with me because my mother told me to. Now, if you excuse me, I am going to get a drink. My head hurts from all your talking.", I know what I said was mean but I couldn't help it. This girl has been getting on my nerves all day, with her nonstop talking.

When I reach the bar, I ask for a Firewhiskey, and wait for the guy to get it. To waist time, I look around and suddenly, tense. She is here. I can feel it. Looking around, like my life depends on it, I ignore the man trying to give me my drink and make my way through the crowd in search of her. "Lady's and gentleman. Fellow, witches and wizards. Today, I have gathered you here for a special occasion. A reunion. For those of us who survived this long war. For those of us who mourn our losses. For those of us who now stand united together, stronger, and as one, everyone claps modestly and waits for the lady to continue. "There is also another reason, why we celebrate today. Our daughter. Four days ago she turned the lovely twenty, and we were reunited for the first time since she left our arms at age one"

She pauses for a second and smiles at the crowd before continuing, "You all know her as the brightest witch of her age, you even call her a hero. Our baby girl went from the smart and beautiful Hermione Jean Granger, to the stunning and brilliant girl we now call our own. Please, welcome, Alliana Sauveur Gaunt!", the woman motions behind her and steps to the side.

As the doors open the rest of the way, I push my way closer to the front but only end up near it. When they are fully open, I see a man that looks like her father walk out, and linked to his arm, is the most beautiful and stunning girl I have ever laid eyes on. She walks with a slight shyness but also has a bit of her own comfortable strut. The crowd claps just the right amount for her arrival. Some unsure what to do, others just happy to be there.

The man unlinks arms with her and she walks through the crowd, thanking people for their birthday wishes. As she walks through, she ends up in front of me. I stare into her beautiful obsidian eyes, and she stares into my dull gray ones. Tucking, a piece of blonde hair behind her ear, I lean down whisper, "I thought I told you not to wear that dress.". She smiles a bit and looks around. The people have already begun moved on and are mainly now back to their mingling - a few are listening in, not that I pay attention much though. The only thought consuming my head is the fact that she is so close to me. I smile when she looks back at me.

"What makes you think I would listen?", she jokes. I lean in a bit and so does she. When we are close enough to almost kiss, a wave washes over me and I smell something very strong. Almost like someone sprayed to much perfume. "Malfoy, are you okay?", books, flowers, and parchment. That's what it smells like. It is intoxicating. I feel something start to take over and I can't help myself. Without thinking, I hug her with all my might, putting my head in the crook of her neck, and then breath in her scent as much as I can. I do this so much that it starts to make me dizzy and I feel her stiffen shocked but not for long. Soon, she is hugging me back. It takes everything I have, not to loose control.

Especially, when she whispers in my ear, with the quietest voice and with such carefulness. She says two words, that make me want to faint right then and there. I don't understand them just yet but they are beautiful nonetheless.

"My mate.", she whispers. 'My mate.'

- Hermione/Alliana's POV -

"My mate.", I whisper in the quietest voice possible. I didn't want to scare him off but I needed to say those words. As soon as, he hugged me I knew. It was as if we were both trying to suffocate the other person just to smell our scents more. It was intoxicating.

Draco Malfoy is my mate. I can't believe it.

Draco Freaking Malfoy. Is. My. Mate.

My mate.

Mine.

And I am not upset.

How odd?

No...

How beautiful!