When you see my truth (drarry fanfic)

Chapter 5. Potter the veela

-Harry's pov-

Harry watched as Malfoy's eyes suddenly turned big and in the next second he was running out of the room.

An explosion was heard at the same time and Harry turned his head to se Longbottom's face all covered in soot, and smoke coming from his potion.

Several Slytherins laughed but most of the class was still wondering why Malfoy had left the classroom like he did.

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"You saw him didn't you?" Ron said with a wide smile on his face. "He looked horrified! Something amazing must have happened for Malfoy to run out like that, I would love to know the reason."

"Why don't you ask him then." I said. I was in my own world and didn't quite tag along in the conversation. The face I had seen Malfoy do was one I've never once before experienced. He looked truly horrified. It wasn't like the silly whimpers I've seen Malfoy do when Hermione hit him, or when I'd played with them under my invisibility cloak one winter outside of Hogsmeade. No, this was clear terror I've witnessed in his eyes.

"Oh stop dwelling on that jerk, lets talk about something more important instead. Harry, how is it going with the Veela?" Hermionie aked.

We three sat in the library and had just finished the charm essay when Ron had brought up the Malfoy subject again.

"Yeah, It's alright I guess. I haven't found a good veela yet." I said. Actually, the truth was that I haven't focused on finding one. It would last for the rest of my life! I wanted to at least be of age when I decided, not sixteen.

"Well, we can start off by writing down all the veelas in school. There might be one you like." Hermione said in a matter-of-fact voice. She and Ron had been really surprised when they found out I was a veela. Well, I was pretty shocked too. I had grown a few inches over the past summer, and that wasn't normal. I was even taller than Malfoy. Not that I wanted to know, I just noticed when he bumped into Ron. Speaking of Malfoy, he was a veela too. I had sensed it when I got my veela inheritance. He was a submissive. My veela instinct told me to take him, an available veela in my age. But I knew better. It was Malfoy. I would not toss away my eternal love for a guy who would just stamp on it, besides, how would I possibly survive that horrible personality of his?

Hermione had already begun scrabbling down names of the persons I had already casually told her vas veelas while walking past them.

There were a total of six veelas on this school, me and Malfoy included. Two of them was already mated, and Malfoy was out of the question. One of the two remaining was a dominant, which left me with only one person who was a nice candidate for to be my mate, a Ravenclaw named Hanna Winter. She was a girl I had barely noticed before I knew she was a veela. She used to give me knowing looks and checking out my body. Well, I didn't found any problems about that since I also found myself sneaking peaks at her. She was a nice girl.

"Well, Hanna is the only option on my list." Hermione murmured. Ron looked at the list over 'Mionie's back and gave a choking laugh when he saw Malfoy's name.

"Is Malfoy a veela?" Ron said.

"Yeah, I discovered that on the train while I passed his cabin. He was alone in there so it couldn't be anyone else." I said.

"Why didn't you tell me?" Ron said angily.

"You, was too busy ranting on how Chudley Canons was sure to win the quiddich match against Appleby arrows." Hermione said with a accusing look.

"Well... anyways, Malfoy is a veela huh? He'll probably go unloved for the rest of his life, who would want a selfish, self centred git like him?"

Harry laughed in agreement but Hermione didn't budge from her so called mature and sophisticated look.

"Well, if you're done with your playing, we can start investigating Hanna Winter." said Hermione.

"Why would we investigate Winter?" said Ron and frowned.

"So we know that she'll be a good mate for Harry off course!" Hermione said.

I didn't quite feel like going spying on another student, after all, it's not like I'll decide whom my life long partner will be now.

I excused myself with telling them I was sleepy, and went out of the library. I was planning to take a walk outside.

When I got to the lake I saw someone. I stopped dead when I realized who it was. Malfoy.

Malfoy turned around as if he'd been hit in the head by a rock. He stared horrified at me.

"What are you doing here Potter?" he spit out.

"Just taking a walk, what, do the Malfoy's own the ground here?" I spat back, just as unfriendly as he was.

Malfoy snorted and got up on his feet. He had actually been sitting pretty calmly and just stared at the lake when I arrived, now he was like a wind full of emotions. I could almost see how he was fighting with himself over something. Something I didn't know.

But it's not like I would care about his problems, but it got me wondering when he abruptly turned around and fled the scene.