Scars: A Dramione Veela Story

Chapter 17

Draco's pov.

I say good night to Hermione as we climbed up the stairs to bed. I did feel closer to her and my veela side is very pleased. Maybe I wouldn't die. Maybe this would all work out. Maybe.

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The next couple days past with a lot of homework in ever class. But I managed it. Hermione and I were becoming better friends and I loved it. Blaise and I are talking at breakfast about the up coming quidich match on Saturday.

"So captain I will see you on the pitch on Saturday but Pansy and I are going out tonight so I won't make it to our study sessh tonight." Blaise says with Pansy on his arm.

"Oh, it's fine. See you then." I say looking around the hall as Blaise and Pansy walk off. I stare aimlessly before my eyes come to rest on Hermione. I wish I knew what she thought about me. I should kiss her then I'd know. No I can't kiss her just like that.

The bell rings and I'm off to class.

"Draco wait up!" I hear Hermione say catching up with me as we both had potions.

"Hey, ready to hand in the poisons of the world essay?" I say as we walk down the stairs to the dungeons.

"Of corse." She says in a happy tone. We enter the class and I make to sit down alone at a table but Hermione interjects.

"Do you want to sit with me?" She asks slightly nervous looking.

"Sure." I say trying to sound casual. My pulse quickens as I take my seat beside her. Slughorn starts the class moments later.

"Today you will be working with the partner beside you to make The draft of living Death. You have one hour starting now." I glance at Hermione already flipping through her textbook. I get the list of ingredients and walk over to the store cupboard.

"How's working with the mudblood?" Asks Nott a Slytherin eighth year. I shrug gather up the needed ingredients.

"I'd hit that." He says casually looking over at Hermione lighting her caldron. I begin to shake in anger. I keep my face cool and walk back to my table. He looks at me strangely but shrugs it off.

Hermione and I finish the potion a good half hour before the rest of the class so Slughorn let's us go to lunch early.

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After dinner I walk down to the Slytherin common room with Blaise for a little guy time. I head in and we sit in two corner chairs. He runs to his dorm to grab some fire whiskey and glasses.

"Thanks mate." I say as he hands me a glass. Some of our other friends join us and we're having a pretty good time. But my mind keeps drifting to Hermione. I tell Blaise I'm going and walk out into the deserted corridors. It's twenty minutes till curfew and most students are already in their common rooms. I make it to Sir Fredrick's portrait and I'm about to wake him up when I hear giggling coming from inside. I have veela senses so I listen in. 

"Ginny want any more butter bear?" I hear Hermione ask.

"Nah, I'm good. So on to the good stuff who do you like?" I hear Weaselette say.

"I can't tell you." My heart fell she likes someone? But, no. Just then Sir Fredrick wakes up.

"Password?" He mutters loud enough for the girls to stop taking.

"Unity." I say. I have to resist smile at the scene. Hermione is in a white night gown and she and Ginny Weasley are digging into a vat of chocolate frogs. She looks so pretty. I walk over a snatch up a frog. She tries and fails to steel it back from me and she pouts. I smirk and walk up to my room.

"When did you become such good friends?" Weasley whispers to Hermione but luckily with my veela senses I could still hear ever word.

"We're really close now." She says mater of factly. I smile and sit down at my desk to do some homework. I'm definitely starting to like her more than just my veela urges.