Draco smiled at the calendar. 'Two weeks till I turn 16.' He pulled a baby blue sweater over his head. He zipped the fly of the black skinny jeans he had thrown on. He was too lazy to bother with his hair; it's his own house anyway.
He rushed down the stairs to the breakfast that waited for him of the long dining table. Something that wasn't as welcoming as the delicious food the house-elves had laid out. His father, who was usually at work three hours before breakfast. He sneered at the obvious muggle outfit and messy hair.
"What are you wearing? Have you heard of the invention of the comb?" Lucius spit. Draco coughed.
"Uhh...Blaise bought me clothes for Christmas last year. He said I looked nice in them," Draco answered shyly, "I forgot to comb my hair, it's the middle of summer, on a weekend."
"Please tell Zabini to refrain from buying you such clothes. You have perfectly fine clothes in your three closets," Lucius narrowed his eyes, "Remember to comb that hair, weekend or not." Draco nodded as he sat in the chair across from his father. He heard the clicking of heels come from the kitchen.
"Oh Lucius, his clothes look fine. His hair is gonna fall out if he applies a gallon of hair gel to it every day anyway," Narcissa chuckled as she set the teapot in the middle of the table and took her seat beside Lucius.
"Are you encouraging this behavior?" Lucius looked indignantly at Narcissa, "This is not a laughing matter Cissa! This is the first step of rebellion! What's next? He runs off with blood traders like his cousin Sirius did? It is unacceptable!" He replied to his wife who was trying to stifle giggles.
"With all due respect, it's a sweater and jeans, father," Draco stated. Lucius became red, clearly outnumbered, and opened his mouth to protest. Narcissa promptly stuffed a croissant in his mouth, shaking her head. Draco tried to stifle his laughter at the indignant look on his father's face.
"Now, before your father explodes, we are here due to an urgent matter in need of discussing." Narcissa went serious towards the end. The laughs died in Draco's throat as he saw the urgency in his mother's eyes. His father had finished the croissant and nodded solemnly.
"Now, listen carefully Draco, remember when we went to Saint Mungo's?" Narcissa asked. Draco nodded, "Well, you know how I and your father have creature blood?" Narcissa looked to Draco in question.
"Yes, you are veela and father is a vampire. Which cancels out my creature blood, correct?" Draco looked in between his parents.
"Well, yes. Most of the time that is the case, but this is...different," Lucius added, "You see when we went to Saint Mungo's, we went to get your blood tested to make sure. Your creature blood is active, Draco."
"What are you talking about? That's impossible, isn't it?" Draco looked to his mother in shock. She shook her head softly.
"There is a 10% chance of a veela and vampire child being active. The blood infuses," Narcissa looked at the confusion on Draco's face, " You will get better information from Severus, you're meeting with him at three. I can tell you that you are very rare," Narcissa sighed, not wanting to state what else she knew.
"Wait, 10% can't make me too rare...right?" Draco looked to his parents in question. Lucius sighed.
"You see, you're rare because most don't survive. You have special...requirements," Draco raised his eyebrows, "You need blood as all vampires do, but the twist is that you can only feed on werewolves. You won't need as much blood as regular vampires, but you still require it at least once a month," Lucius finished looking at Draco sadly. Draco's eyes widened considerably.
"Isn't that dangerous? They could bite me! Not to mention I have months till school and I don't know any werewolves!" Draco's voice filled with panic and his heart began to beat faster. 'This is it, I am going to die. Why me?' Draco thought in fear.
"You don't have to drink while they are changed or even from them directly. We actually have a werewolf willing to donate his blood until your school year starts," Narcissa smiled down at her and Lucius's intertwined hands-on the table, as though remembering a memory.
"The only werewolf we kno- is it Lupin?" Draco's voice hardened.
"Yes, I reached out to Remus and Sirius. Remus wanted to help; you are his cousin in law," Narcissa replied softly, "They are truly generous, you would die without that blood, Draco."
"Y-yes, but we couldn't have just bought blood like father does?" Draco stuttered.
"Werewolf blood is extremely rare, enough to get you to school at the bare minimum would cost us three of this house, something we simply don't have," Lucius sighed. This was the first time Draco had ever heard of money running short, then again the Manor was extremely expensive.
"Okay, can we just eat breakfast now?" Draco sighed. They nodded sadly at their son's frown. They ate in silence. Draco finished and excused himself to his room. Draco decided to read till Severus came. He thought of the book he wanted and held out his hand. He watched as the book sored from the bookshelf without hesitation. Draco was a lot more powerful than most thought. He could perform almost seamless wandless magic and his wand only magnified his power tenfold. He sighed and opened the novel and read in silence at the time ticked by.
After hours of silence with occasional bathroom breaks and a snack brought up by the elves, three had finally arrived and a house-elf had informed him of Severus waiting for him in the Manor's potions lab. He closed the book with a heavy sigh and flicked back to its spot on the bookshelf with his hand and walked to the potion lab with heavy shoulders. He opened the door of the potion lab that was already quickly filling with steam as Severus brewed. Severus nodded to him as he entered, patting the lab stool beside him. Draco sat beside Severus and looked at the potion. It was too early to tell what potion it was but you could tell it was being brewed correctly. Draco looked over to his godfather.
"You wanted to see me?" Draco said lightly in case Severus was too focused on the potion. Severus gave the potion a few rough stirs clockwise before answering.
"Yes, we need to talk about your...issue. We have time seeing as this potion needs to sit for four and a half hours." Severus looked over at Draco. "So I take it your parent explained the most important details?" Draco nodded firmly. "Good, so do you have any questions?"
"Yes. Firstly, what will I look like exactly?" Draco asked steadily.
"Your features will be enhanced and you will have an alluring aura from being veela. Your eyes will probably brighten and glow when feeling strong emotions. You'll have your wings, retractable like your mothers. Your canines will be longer. Those are probably the only initial changes, maybe a change in height and mass. Most importantly though, when you get thirsty, your eyes will get blood red. The thirstier you get, the more the red will pollute your iris. This means you will have to use charms to hide it," Snape answered fully. Draco nodded again.
"Now, my mother and father are mated, does that mean that I have a mate?" Draco asked.
"Ah yes, you will. The thing about people like you is that you are usually mated to a werewolf in the first place. However, since werewolves are so few and far between some have to mate with a human and have to find a way to obtain werewolf blood," Severus replied. Draco sighed.
"So I may be totally screwed?" Draco asked putting his head in his hands.
"Maybe," Severus's lips curled into a playful grin.
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~Cam
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