It's a new thing I came in contact with, dron. Don't read if you don't like boyxboy or if you don't like this ship.
I might make the gay train arrive in the twentieth chapter but I'm not sure.
Also, Draco's a Veela, and to those of you who are new...
When I got the note from Ron last night I was devastated. He said it wasn't temporary, that he still loved me, but the Veela in me wasn't believing him. Hermione visited new regularly through out the night to make sure I was doing ok and she'd stay until I fell asleep.
There was a knock on the door before Hermione, Harry, Sev, Blaise, and Pansy walked through the door. "How are you feeling?" Sev asked, sitting in a chair.
"Like shit," I replied with a heavy sigh, sitting up slightly.
"Watch your language in front of a professor," Sev said with a smile, trying to lighten the mood.
"Sorry," I said sarcastically, grabbing my glass of water.
"What's bothering you, Draco?" Hermione asked, sitting by my side.
"Did he forget?" I asked her softly, furrowing my brows in confusion. "Did he forget I'm a Veela and that we're mated?"
"A lot of people forgot, Dray, I wouldn't put it past him." Hermione said understandingly. "I'll make sure this surprise he has takes no more than two days to plan and set up."
"Have you eaten?" Sev asked, putting his hands behind his back while he paced up and down the room.
"No, why would I the love of my life just left me a few hours ago," I said sarcastically, rolling my eyes.
"Blaise, Pansy, go get food," Sev said, looking out the window.
Blaise and Pansy walked out of the room in silence. "I have a plan," Harry spoke up, standing beside Sev.
"Is it something that'll kill me?" I asked, covering myself fully with the covers.
"No," Harry said, trying to get Sev's attention.
"Then I don't want to hear it," I said, turning over.
"It'll help you get back at Ron," Sev spoke up, walking around the room once more.
"Tell me what it is," I said, sitting up happily.
"I'm going find Ron," Hermione said, clearly not on board with their plan.
- Ron's POV
I was pacing the Room of Requirement waiting for Hermione. She came in with a clatter and sat in a chair with a huff, something was clearly wrong.
"What is it? Is he ok?" I asked frantically, sitting in a chair beside her.
"He's so not ok," she said, putting her head in her hands. "He thinks you've forgotten."
"What? That he's Veela or something else?" I asked, bouncing my knee.
"Yes that he's Veela, he knows this is temporary but his Veela can't take it," she huffed, looking at me sadly. "If you don't hurry this plan along I'm afraid-I'm afraid he's going to die."
"I won't let that happen, now since you have an eye for fashion I want you to go pick out the ring while I decorate everything." I said, clapping my hands together.
"What's his size? If it fits him perfectly he'll love it even more." She said, standing up with a smile.
"He's a size seven," I said with a smile, standing up as well.
"I'll be back in two or three hours to check your progress," she said, rushing out of the door.
I smiled to myself and got to work on the room. I got some muggle balloons and scattered them on the floor, I put rose petals around the rectangular table that would hold all the food, I made candles float so that there would be light but not too much.
I worked on the room for what seemed like four hours before Hermione came back. "I have the perfect ring." She said with a smile, absolutely beaming.
She handed over the small, circular box and sat in the chair she occupied earlier. I opened the box and smiled, it was feminine but not too feminine. There were two almond shaped diamonds on the side of a medium sized circular blue diamond, all held together with a goldish band.
"Oh, Hermione, he's going to love it," I said, smiling at her. "Thank you so much."
"Have you thought of what you're going to have the house-elves make for dinner?" She asked, looking around the room.
"Kinda, I was thinking something fancy but not too fancy," I said, watching her walk around the room.
"I think you should add a bed with roses and petals on it, other than that the room looks amazing." She said, leaning against a wall.
"I'm not going to fuck him after I propose, I'm pretty sure he'd want me to cuddle him and give him kisses not my dick in his arse." I said, rolling my eyes.
"I never said you had to fuck him," she said, also rolling her eyes.
"Go explain to him that I'll need him here tomorrow night at eight o'clock and that he needs to dress nice." I said, conjuring up a bed.
"I'm not an owl, tell him yourself," she said, leaving the room.
I sighed and wrote him a letter. A letter that explained everything, including the fact I didn't forget he's Veela.
Dragon,
I know you may think I forgot your of Veela inheritance, but I didn't. I know how hard this is on you and I promise it'll be over soon, but in order for it to be over soon I need you to meet me in the Room of Requirement tomorrow night at eight o'clock. It would also be nice for you to be dressed nicely.
Love, Ron
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The ring Ron's proposing with, for some reason I really like it.
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And my new hair and semi-new septum piercing, most of the blue didn't take because of how orange most of my hair was. Low key feeling myself with this hair, even though it's always gonna be straighter than my sexuality.
