This is a twist of Harry potter series where Draco is a Veela and needs to find his mate.
The plot begins after the war.
As Hermione and Draco work on accepting each other and the mate bond, new enemies make themselves known.
Enemies are lurking rou...
I slicked my perfectly jelled hair back with a comb for the last time and placed the hair tool on the dresser placed beside my bed in the dormitory.
Last night was quite enlightening.
Peering at myself for the last time in the mirror I turned around to welcome Blaise fresh from the shower fastening on his robes.
He still seemed pretty sleepy as he followed after me as I lead us towards the great hall for breakfast.
No more Granger, no more mudblood, instead Hermione. Even just her name sounded like a harmonious melody to my ears. A strange fuzzy feeling blossomed in my chest thinking about her. She has become the sweet elixir to my poisonous life and she doesn't even know. I chuckled remembering her pudgy face as she had sped up her chewing to answer the weasel something.
'Oi.'
I ignored the galling twat beside me and continued to stray in my thoughts.
'OI!'
'WHAT!' I snapped back, not happy at being disturbed from my dreaming.
'And he speaks.' Blaise rolled his eyes and rested his one arm on my shoulder as we continued walking.
' Have you thought of what you're going to do about your Granger problem?' His voice sounded ridiculously loud as it resonated in the deserted corridors.
WACK!
'Not so loud you daft idiot! Walls have ears, especially these ones.' I suspiciously waved my gaze back and forth making sure no one was around us. I didn't want my secret to become the hot topic of the various giggling galas!
I stretched my hand grabbed the idiot's collar, who was still rubbing his head, and fastened my pace as I saw us nearing the great hall. My veela seemed to be dancing with joy as I felt Hermione before I saw her.
She must have passed by not long ago, I thought, inhaling her lingering scent outside the double doors.
Ever since last night it was like my senses had been on high alert with anything concerning my darling mate. I let go of Blaise's collar and with a small smile and a grumbling friend I made my way inside.
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The sight I saw shattered my mirage into a million pieces.
Of course I scoffed mentally. Why would the golden Gryffindor princess like me a Slytherin snake? What would I even say to her ? 'Hi Hermione ! I am sorry to have been the monster of your life until now but as it turns out you are my mate and we both would die if you don't accept me , soooo......'
