A Tragic Procession

Realisation

Grace's p.o.v-
I had woken up just in time for lunch with Hermione and Ron to the left of me and Harry to the right. I sat up straight realising I was in the infirmary.

As I did so a throbbing pain came from my forehead and I remembered what had happened. Harry had told me to drink the water and that I was allowed to leave. After he told me this Hermione told me that Draco had carried me up here and had stayed with me for two hours before leaving when they got here. 

This had pondered my mind. Why was he there? Why did he carry me? Why did he stay? These thoughts still swam through my head as I sat on the end of the slytherin table. I wasn't particularly hungry so I just pushed around the food on my plate aimlessly.

My thoughts of Draco were interrupted by a loud outburst from the Griffindor table. "He's been sighted! He's been sighted!" Seamus shouted as he laid a newspaper out in front of everyone else on their table. "Who?" I heard Ron say clearly irritated. "Sirius Black!" Seamus responded. As everyone gathered around the newspaper I scanned my mind and remembered when I glanced a glimpse of someone's paper and saw it.

It seems someone has finally broken out of Askaban, good joy for him but the question still remains why was he getting near hogwarts? Their are death eaters at every entrance. You would have to be a madman- then again after being locked up in that place for twelve years he probably is.

I couldn't hear anything going on anymore and since I wasn't eating anyway I made the choice to leave to the Slytherin common room. As I began walking down into the dungeons, I happened to pass Professor Snape's classroom.

I heard what sounded like low civilised chit-chat, possibly a meeting? But that soon ended when all noise stopped and the screeching of a chair being pulled back sharply against the floorboard. I immediately froze directly in front of the door and I heard a loud growl from the other side of the door. It was almost animalistic and I cringed back in fear but my curiosity made me stand my ground. What was causing such a racket?

Draco's p.o.v-
After we had found out I was veela, we all sat back down and thought about it for a second. My wings could easily be put back, I just needed to concentrate meanwhile it seemed they only 'appear' or logical rip my back open when I'm either angry, protective or in the presence of my mate.

It was a confusing matter. Everyone was deadly silent and then I decided to speak. "So... what happens now?" I asked quietly. They both turned towards me "well actually the situation had become a lot simpler since we now know who your mate is." Snape spoke up. "Grace?" I asked immediately a bright grin breaking onto my face. "I believe so." After his words I had to stop myself from becoming giddy.

After a couple seconds my father coughed loudly before awkwardly speaking up. "Yes the girl the boggart took the form off?" He said questioning after Snape nodded he continued "So what's her name? Which house is she in? Does she know you? Come on talk to me son!" He said turning to Draco, a grin on his face as the happiness he had for his son overwhelmed him.

"She is in Slytherin, though she is really quite peculiar in an interesting way. I do know her but sadly she thinks of my as a complete asshole. Oh and her name is Grace Jenkins." Draco said quite quickly to his father. Whilst he was finished he met his fathers gaze to see his eyes wide and his mouth slightly parted.

Confused Draco asked "what?" He didn't mean to but it came out quite irritated. "Jenkins as in THE Jenkins." Lucius spoke, emphasising THE. "I'm afraid so." Severus said quietly. Lucius' facial expression turned to one of fear and sympathy. "Can someone please tell me what you two are going on about?!" Draco said surprisingly still at its normal volume considering how annoyed he was.

Lucius put both his hands on each of his sons shoulders making sure to direct all attention to him. "Draco about Grace her-" before he could finish Draco's eyes were immediately drawn to the wall as everything went silent and they could hear the soft pattering of feet along the staircase just the over side of the stone.

Draco's eyes followed the pattering, his eyes becoming pitch black and he whispered "Grace..." he sprung up out of his chair sending it screeching against the floor. He heard her footprints stop right outside the door and before he could stop himself he was charging at the door, both his wings ripping from his back and pushing both his Professor and father out of the way from stopping him. As he reached the door in less than a second it was ripped off its hinges.

Grace's p.o.v-
  As the door went flying to the back of the potions classroom I jumped back instantly leaning against the wall in fright. Then I saw Draco; his hair messy and sweaty, his breathing heavy, two huge wings sticking out of his back and his fierce gaze of pitch black eyes focused on me.

He slowly, tauntingly stepped towards my not stopping before their chests were pressed tightly against each-other. He buried his head in my shoulder and inhaled my so-called luxurious smell that sent shivers down his spine. "D-Draco what a-are y-you d-doing?" I stuttered breathlessly. He half purred and half moaned against my neck. This time a shiver was sent down my spine and I fluttered my eyelids half shut. I didn't even know why I was doing this but it felt right.

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