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...
Draco felt a light slap at the back of his head and turned towards the offender with a glaring gaze snapping out of his angry dream.
That's when reality hit him, hard, as he found himself standing on his feet and the remains of his broken spoon in his veiny hands.
The bench on which he had previously been sitting on along with a bunch of other Slytherin students was pushed back a few noticeable inches with some still on it while others found themselves on the floor. The whole of Slytherin table and half the Ravenclaws were staring at him along with the teachers while the rest remained blissfully ignorant.
He met Blaise's gaze, dropping the spoon on the table walked out of the great hall, leaving his distressed friend to scoop up the last bite of his food in his mouth and follow him.
"What was that?" Blaise questioned as he caught up with Draco.Draco just shrugged his shoulders mouth set in a frown.
"Draco, mate." Blaise started, "You have got to tone it down a bit. I mean Granger's just barely gotten to know about this bond and, if we see through her perspective, it has been forced upon her. You've got to communicate with her and build a relationship between you two. That is certainly not possible if you keep going all possessive whenever she is around other males. The girl has got two boys as her best mates for goodness' sake and also she has become quite the looker, can't blame the moths who keep flying around her."
Draco growled at his friend before he could even finished the last sentence causing Blaise to shuffle a bit away from the Veela and raise his two arms in a surrendering gesture.
"Calm down! She is all yours." Blaise screeched, genuinely afraid for his life and desperate to calm the blonde boy.
All mine Draco repeated in his mind causing a small smile to escape his lips and a shine to enter his eyes.
After the afternoon classes, Draco found himself walking through the corridors towards his new living quarters. The lessons seemed to have gotten over very quickly, considering he had spent quite a while studying Hermione's back profile. Giddy at the thought of seeing her again, he fastened his pace to reach his destination.
