This is a Drarry story. ~Draco is a veela and Harry is a vampire. They soon find out once the war has ended they are destined mates. Not long afterwards, disaster strikes Hogwarts..What will the love birds do? Read to find out.~ ~Sorry my description is terrible, read if you want to..Otherwise don't bother. :)~ Now this story has self harm, suicidal thoughts and scenes, a little bit of violence and maybe a few details I have forgotten since I've very forgetful. Please don't read this story if you get triggered easily, I'd never be able to forgive myself if you got triggered by my story. *Phoenix

On Christmas where most miracles happen, they certainly did for Draco and Harry. Of course, the new couple has to face problems. Who doesn't?

What would happen if a certain blond haired boy was a veela? How would that influence the boy who lived? Follow Harry Potter on his journey being thrown into the wizarding world. Instead of being enemies, Harry and Draco are friends. Will they ever be more than friends? *warning characters are slightly OOC.*

Who knew such a stupid, inadequate thing would make a magnificent difference?