Pumpkin Spice (Blairon)

Pray

Blaise's POV

It was Saturday now and I was walking in the corridor, you know. Minding my own business when Professor McGonagall walked up to me. "Morning Professor." I greeted. Before I could walk away she grabbed my arm. "Mr Zabini, it's very urgent we have a chat." She said,concern growing on her face. I nodded and followed her to her office where I saw Madam Pomfrey and Professor Snape.
"Mr Zabini, you do know we have to find out how you got all those scars?"
McGonagall said. I gulped. "Y-yes I know." I replied. "Since you seem not up to talking about it. Professor Snape it going to use Legitimacy. Is that alright?" She asked. I nodded my head slowly. I took a seat in the fluffy black chair in front of McGonagall's desk and Professor Snape pointed his wand at me. He recited the spell so quickly I could barely even hear it. All I could see were memories flooding my brain, good ones, bad ones, terrifying ones. I felt water drip down my cheeks and knew I had probably started crying. After a whole all the memories snapped away and I was brought back to reality. Professor Snape looked horrified, scared almost.
"Does anyone else know about this?"
He asked. I shook my head, unable to speak. The biggest lump was caught in my throat and I wanted to cry, so hard. But I couldn't. I felt frozen.
"Mr Zabini, do you mind telling us a bit about your father?" Professor McGonagall asked. Now I was speechless. I looked up at her wincing when she gave me an apologetic smile. "Alright." I agreed. I took a deep breath, it came out way shakier then I intended. "My father was Alessandro Zabini, he was an auror. When I was 8,the dark lord tried to get him on his side. My father disagreed so he, killed him." My voice cracked. "He broke into our house whilst my mother and I were sleeping and finished him of, he was going to kill my mother and I as well. But decided against it I guess."
When I finished I wiped a few tears from my eyes. "Um, well Mr Zabini do you know if your father was just an auror?" McGonagall asked. I shook my head. "Well, we have come to think he is something else, and passed it down to you." She added. I looked up at her. "What do you mean?"
"You've inherited something from your father. Something powerful and dangerous."
"Your father,
You're a Veela Mr Zabini."
"What's that?" I asked very confused.
"A Veela is a very powerful creature, becoming a veela can only be obtained through Inheritance. Veelas over a time period of 3 weeks after their Inheritance become very strong both mentally and physically. They grow very large wings made of feathers, the colours vary. But the most crucial and dangerous thing about Veelas are their mates. If a Veela's mate doesn't except their Veela within 24 hours of the bond starting the Veela will die. But if the Veela's mate excepts them, they will live. But a Veela and its mate can't be apart for more then 24 hours, if apart, both will be in an immense amount of pain."Madam Pomfrey trailed of." A Veela's wings will only appear when their mate is being threatened or hurt emotionally and physically. Veelas are VERY protective over their mate. You are digging your own grave if you mess with a Veela and their mate. "
I stared at her, my eyes wide and my jaw hung open to its full capacity.
" When will my Inheritance start!?"I asked distressed." We did some digging and we found out it's will start on your 18th birthday, when is your birthday? "McGonagall asked.
I felt slightly dizzy." Tomorrow. "I gulped." Oh my, we then. You'll know when you see her, your mate I mean."
Madam Pomfrey sighed. Snape snickered at the mention of my mate being a 'she'. At least he's not oblivious." If anything happens, come to me immediately!" Pomfrey ordered. I nodded and left.

This is all so much to take in. My father was a Veela and he passed it down to me, does mother know. I was so caught up in my own thoughts I hadn't noticed Pansy and Draco walk up to me." Hey Blaise, why weren't you at lunch?" The blond asked. I blinked repeatedly, "I uh, had to talk to Professor McGonagall um, can I talk to you guys?" I asked frantically.
They shared a concerned and confused glance before following me outside to the black lake.
"You're a Veela!" Pansy shouted."Shhhh, Pansy!" I said. "Now you just have to find your mate." Draco said. Draco was also a Veela, his Inheritance was 3 weeks and a bit after we arrived at Hogwarts for 8th year (the 22 of September). "My birthday is tomorrow, what am I going to do?!" I asked frustrated. "Look for your mate, it's not going to be pretty if you don't." He advised.
Draco had already found his mate, but refused to tell us, at least not now.
But I had a good feeling it is a certain boy who lived. "You'll be alright Blaise, you're going to find them. I assure you you won't di-" Pansy reassured but cut herself of. " Ok, oy positive thinking now. Tomorrow's your birthday and it's Sunday so we'll have the day of. What should we do?"
Pansy asked excited, she always loved my parties. And throwing them for that matter. Draco's party in 3rd year and my party in 5th year were one of her best works. I chuckled at thinking of a drunk Pansy dancing on a table.
" I'm serious, what should we do?" she asked agitated.

"Pray"