What's A Veela? // Drarry Fanfiction (Discontinued And Rewriting)

Chapter Four: Dream

((There is going to be at least mor than six mistakes in this chapter but I am to lazy to fix them UwU sowwy))

;~~~Dream~~~;

Draco is surrounded by pitch black, before finnaly turning into a place. Draco looks around, it was the Malfoy Manner. He was in the front yard, where there was planted a few plants, creating a small garden.

Draco feels as somethings not right, but he dosent know what exactly. He looks around seeing if anything was off, but everything seemed to be fine. So he decides to look in the actual manner.

He opens the front doors, and walks into the huge manner he calls home. He looks around, not finding anything different really, there was still the family paintings filled with the family tree over the past 165 years the manners been alive.

Draco then spots a photo, on a little counter in the courner. He walks over to it not reconizing the photo, since this photo has never actually been in the manner before. He looks at the photo more closely when he finnaly stands infront if the small counter.

It was a photo of him standing next to a women in a beautiful white dress. Her face was scribbled out out but she was showing off her ring to the picture, and she was holding flowers in the other hand. Malfoy must of been in a precognitive dream, since he was a veelas. ((Veelas have their own cultural god named Pheolida, who watches over them and sometimes hint their future plans for the veelas through precognitive dreams))

Draco has had one of these dreams before, it was before he went to hogwarts as a first year, he had a precognitive dream about meeting Harry Potter. He had told his parents about it, and at the time, his parents actually listened to him.

He did end up meeting Harry and it didnt really end well, it had started their ever lasting rivalry. It was just beacuse dumb Potter had rejected Draco's friendship request. It was a stupid reason to start a rivalry, but the rivalry never left them, it seemed as if it grew over the years making them hate eachother even more than the year before. Just beacuse of stupid Pottah's rivalry, that Slytherin are misunderstood by most of Hogwarts. They are seen as bad guys, bullies, criminals, and exaggerated of what a Slytherin actually is. Just beacuse everyone was listen to stupid saint Pottah's lies.

Draco's train of thought was lost when he heard a slam from a room from upstairs, sounding most likely his room. He looks at the stairs hearing footsteps, and a girl runs down them soon after throwing a shiny ring. Her face was covered so Draco couldnt identify who it was. She runs to the door and slams it behind her, making a slight shiver go down his spine. He years a yell comming back from upstairs, sounding like the words 'We're done', but he didnt know for sure.

The world around him starts changing forming a different scene, making a beautiful grass feild as it formed. Draco was now standing away from a beautiful cherry tree as some of the pink leaves fall of the tree almost looking elegant. There was a warm breeze, making the scene around him more perfect than it already was. He saw to figures in the distance together next to the cherry tree.

Draco notices it was Harry and someone else. Harry was pinning the other figure to the tree, talking about something, but Draco didnt hear a vocal words comming out of his mouth. A sudden wave of anger went through his body, not knowing why he was so angry all of a sudden. ((Ahem, JEALOUS MUCH!?)) But the scene went away with a muffled moan, making another shiver go down Draco's body.

Draco looked around once more, as the world around him started forming another scene. He was in the woods, he didnt know why, but he had a feeling it wasnt a good reason. He hears a snap in the woods, he turns around as quickly as possible, catching someone's lips in his. The figure was blurry to him, but it looked really familiar.

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Draco wakes up breathing really heavily, really fast. He looks around, he was in the Slytherin boy's dormitories, and everyone seemed to be asleep. He looked at the clock next on his nightstand, 4:58. It was really weird, he wouldnt usually wake up this early, it might of been his first time waking up really early in a really long time.

He got out of bed, putting on a t-shirt and walking out of the dormitories into the slightly dark hallways. He had a bad feeling about this but he kept walking, making a left, a right, right, left, and the walked down a really long hallway being quit to make sure to not wake up the paintings. He kept walking down the long hallway before finnaly making a right. He makes a left, then a right and another left--

He hits someone, not noticing who it was since he had lost his balance, but he caught himself anyways. He looks down at the small figure about to say sorry, but a huge pulse goes through his body when making eye contact with this person.

"Potter....?"

((UwU
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