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...
Hermione woke up feeling disoriented and pain wrecking every part of her body. She tried to sit up straight, eyes fluttering to get used to the lights in the room she was in when she was bombarded by a displeased Madam Pomfrey.
"Miss Granger! Don't just sit up like that. Your body is still very weak. You need to rest." she chastised the poor girl who just shook her head and sat up straight much to the old lady's indignation.
"Madam Pomfrey. How did I end up in the infirmary?" asked Hermione. "The explosion in the potions class was no silly little joke, Miss Granger. You could have been seriously injured." Madam Pomfrey informed her. "Luckily Mr. Malfoy pulled you out of harm's way and took most of the impact, otherwise it would have been bad." she shuddered, "Anyways, I'll be off, just call my name if you need anything, Miss granger and remember to rest properly. Your friends must be coming visit you soon." Madam Pomfrey smiled kindly and left leaving behind a confused Hermione. 'Malfoy?'
Draco walked restlessly from one end of the dorm room to the other, agitated at the thought of his mate being in the infirmary, injured, without any news of her well-being. Tired from watching his friend shuffle around aimlessly Blaise suggested, "Why don't you just go and check up on her. It isn't as if you are a stranger and she might Avada Kedavra you on the spot if you go see her. You will have to tell her the truth at some point. You can't keep it a secret from her forever. It is unfair to her."
Draco turned around, frustrated not with his friend, but himself. "How can I go and check up on her when I am worse than a stranger, her nemesis? Draco asked air quoting dramatically around his sentence.
Blaise looked blankly at his friend long past bored of his antics," Don't act coy with me Malfoy. I saw you and Granger talking in potions and from what I saw and understood from those shufflings and soft smiles were that something happened between you too, something good." he stated. If Blaise was anything, it was perceptive. He picked up things others often missed. He knew he was right when he saw his friend blushing a faint red which was the first time he saw color coat those deathly pale cheeks and Draco Malfoy never blushed!
Draco had escaped his friend's clutches to avoid the taunts and jibs he was sure to be showered with later, but right now he had to talk to Hermione.
Blaise is right, he thought. I have to tell Hermione the truth and then she can decide what she wants. He swallowed hard realizing his throat was parched dry but then moved the thought aside and caught hold of the doorknob between his slender fingers opening the door to the infirmary.
