Once upon a Veela.

Hogwarts and Mayhem

Draco's pov

Hogwarts was just as I remembered. There were minor changes but except that everything had been constructed exactly the same.

The tall majestic castle with its huge double doors looked about as inviting as it did every year . This time though there was a different air about it, I noted walking through the corridors with Blaise to the great hall.

" Draco ......!!! Wait for me."

I groaned as I turned around to greet Pansy. Annoying as ever she had come back with the notion that we were a thing. As far as I know she is not my mate and thank Dumbledore for that!

" Why didn't you wait for me?!" She accused slapping my arm lightly.

" You were taking too long, we thought you would be with Astoria." Blaise answered courtly before I could snap back at her. She always seemed to be testing my patience with that annoying shrill voice. Blaise and I shared the same thoughts about her. She still looked down upon muggle borns and was loyal to the dark lord. The reason why Blaise and I decided to steer clear of her. We had been forced into the dark lord's slavery and now that we were free wanted to live a normal, carefree life for once. But Pansy, she was mourning for the dark lord's defeat. I don't think she will be changing her ways anytime soon.

I was snapped out of my thoughts by Blaise as he pulled me towards our destination after saying a quick goodbye to Pansy. We quickly left her and reached the great hall for the sorting and welcome dinner.

The invisible ceiling, the starry night sky and the floating candles still made me awestruck as they did every year.

Blaise and I took a seat in the corner of the Slytherin table to avoid any unwanted attention.

Suddenly a feeling of euphoria dazed my senses, the same fragrance from the station filled my nostrils. I turned my head towards the smell and found myself looking at an angelic figure laughing, a melodic sound entering my ears. As if sensing my gaze the brunette turned around meeting her hazel eyes with my silver ones.

There was no denying it, Hermione Granger is my mate, and I was not liking the male attention she was getting, given that she was grown up into a beautiful young woman who alongside being intelligent had an air of dignity and confidence around her.

I tensed as I felt my fangs elongate, every fiber in my body screaming at me to kill the men ogling her, to take her in my arms and mark her then and there.

She is mine.........!

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Sorry for the short chapter. New update tomorrow.

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