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Midnight Skies	By : angelbuff4ever Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 6569 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Midnight Skies

by angelbuff4ever

Dreams revealed....

Rain pounded hard against the barren
grounds causing the windows in the lonely hut to rattle and shake.
The wind howled like the lone wolf looking for his mate, as it swept
away traces of all life. Nothing discernible could be seen for miles
on either sides, almost as if this place didn't exist. Inside the
small hut, two figures were sitting around a roaring fire, talking
rapidly about the upcoming mission they were assigned to. This was
their secret meeting place, far out of the way, buried within the
Rain Forests of South America, the one place no one would think to
look for them.

For the last two hours Lucius Malfoy
had been sitting in an old leather chair, sipping brandy, trying to
get his only son, the Malfoy heir to understand the weight of the
current situation. In two months Draco would turn 17 and he would
come into his inheritance as a veela. "Why are you doubting this
boy? It has been this way for centuries, every male born into the
Malfoy line has veela blood in them."� Lucius said, aggravation
showing in his words.

Draco sat sullen in the opposing chair,
as he poured himself another drink. The part of him that was still
slightly sober, regretted telling his father about the dreams that
had started last month. If they hadn't seemed so real he would have
just shrugged them off. As he sat there listening to his father talk
about his own experiences, Draco could feel his mind wander back to
the most recent dream.

The air was thick with with the
smell of autumn and moisture clung to the leaves in the forest. Draco
found himself standing in a clear grove nestled deeply in the Dark
Forest. Closing his eyes, Draco took a deep breath and hissed at the
various smells. He could smell the grass and trees surrounding him,
but there was something else, something carrying on the wind that
drove him wild. SHE was here, his mate, his other half. The scent of
vanilla and lavender carried across his nose as he took off towards
the left, following the scent. He could hear feminine giggling,
egging him on almost as if she enjoyed this chase. With his veela
abilities Draco was faster and stronger than he had ever been, and
easily caught up to the girl. She had bushy russet curls that hung
down her back and gorgeous brown eyes but he still couldn't quite
make out who she was.

Approaching silently, like a
panther, Draco stalked his prey, his mate. When he was certain she
didn't know he was there, he sprang wrapping his arms around her
waist and pulling her flush against his half dressed body. "There
now love. Why must you run? I won't hurt you." He could hear
himself saying as he lowered them slowly to the floor of the forest.
Leaves fluttered down on the ground underneath them, making a blanket
of sorts, almost as if they sensed Draco's needs. Smirking he leaned
in and kissed the girl softly, slowly as he nestled himself in the
cradle of her legs. When he was certain the had kissed her
thoroughly, Draco pulled back and realization dawned as he recognized
exactly who his mate was.

Draco fidgeted in his chair as he
shifted his legs to hid his growing erection. Glancing up at his
father he growled at the knowing smirk gracing the elder Malfoy's
features. "Why is this so amusing to you you sodding bastard?"
Draco yelled. Lucius just smiled at his son as he sat his glass down
and squared his shoulders. "I know what it is like Draco. The
dreams are the way that fate tells us who is bound to us. If you
fight it it will only end in pain for you."�

Bowing his head Draco refused to meet
his fathers eye's, "Even if my mate is a muggleborn�. " His question
was asked so soft that anyone not paying attention wouldn't have
caught it. Sitting back in his chair, Lucius studied the man that his
son had become. "Yes. Even if your mate is Granger. You think I
didn't suspect? Malfoy's only get the best, and face it Draco, she is
the best. She is the smartest witch to be in Hogwarts in a century.
If you wish to claim your inheritance then you will find a way to
make her yours, outside of the veela bond," Lucius responded. He
was his father's son after all and chose to do things the hard way.
Shaking his head, Lucius stared at his heir, his only child, and
prayed silently that he could convince Draco it was better to pursue
his mate now and not fight it. She was his, there was no way around
it, and in time she would realize that."I leave it up to you how
you wish to pursue her, but know this, you are expected to bring her
home with you for the Christmas hols. There will be consequences if
you do not."�

Draco stared at his father in shock for
a moment, while his brain tried to process the threat his father just
laid out. "I will do my best father. We had better be getting back
or mother will send the house elves after us again."� He didn't want
to also admit it was because he was about to embarrass himself if he
thought about Granger for too much longer.

Lucius smirked slightly as he magiced
everything away and stood slowly, using the power of his height and
stance to intimidate. "You are aware of course, that as a Governor
of the school, I can force the headmaster to make sure that your mate
shared the same classes as you this year. Don't make me take such
drastic measures."� Having said that, Lucius aparated home and into
the waiting embrace of his wife.

Draco sat there watching the rain for a
while longer as he contemplated just what his next steps would be. He
needed a plan of attack, perhaps he could get Pansy to help him.

Narcissa had been pacing around the
house as the elves prepared dinner. Lucius and Draco had been gone
for three days and were expected back for dinner tonight. Knowing
better than to ask why they had left, Narcissa had instead sought
about making sure the Manor was spotless for their return. There were
fresh roses on the table that had been hand-picked from her rose
garden. When Lucius had aparated right in front of her, Narcissa had
let out a soft startled sound. She hadn't been expecting him this
early. "My Lord, dinner is almost ready. I wasn't expecting you
home so soon."� Lucius wrapped his arm around his wife and kissed
her cheek. "It's ok Cissa, though I feel Draco won't be joining us
for diner. He is still struggling with embracing his veela."�

Their reunion was interrupted by their
elf Tippy , "Excuse me, Master and Mistress, but dinner is ready.
Will the young master be joining you?" Smiling softly at the elf
Narcissa responded, "I don't believe he will."�

Lucius saw the concern on his wife's
features and lost his smirk. "Cissa, Draco is ok. He just doesn't
realize that even though Hermione Granger is his mate. As long as we
are here, in this house, I will do my best to make him realize that.
In public, well until they are truly together, I am afraid that
appearances must be kept."�

Escorting his wife to the dining room,
Lucius and Narcissa enjoyed a wonderful meal. Narcissa resolved
herself to do her best to help her son woe and win over his mate. He
was aware of the way Draco had treated the girl and she felt ashamed.
She didn't share her husband's view on blood ties, but only they
would truly know that.

Lucius also resolved to try to assist
Draco. He knew what it was like to realize that your mate was almost
unattainable. Narcissa had been difficult to get to trust him, to
understand the veela relationship and he knew that Hermione would be
doubly difficult but she would eventually submit.

When dinner had finished, Lucius
escorted his wife up to bed. His last thought before falling to sleep
himself was if his future daughter-in-law realized what was about to
happen to her.

Deciding he couldn't stare at the rain
any longer, Draco aparated back to the manor and stormed his way to
his room. He hated that all of this had been dropped on him. Of
course he knew that the Malfoy's were veela, had been since the
beginning of time, but why did his mate have to be one of the most
annoyingly beautiful women on the planet.

Shedding his clothes, Draco headed into
his en suite bathroom and turned on the shower to cold. Closing his
eyes, he allowed the cold water to pour over his head and across his
sculpted body. Quidditch had been good to him these past years, as
all the girls have said. Replaying the conversation he had with his
father, Draco let out a defeated sigh.

"Why her? Why does my mate have to be
the person I have fancied for years but always knew was out of
reach?"� All too soon, his mind was sending replaying all of the
naughty thoughts Draco had envisioned of his fellow prefect and soon
to be Head Girl.

Closing his eyes, Draco gave into
temptation, wrapping his hand around his turgid cock and stroking. He
let the dreams and images fill his mind as he wanked, cuming hard and
screaming Hermione's name. Sinking back against the wall of the
shower, he let out his breath and sighed. If the simple thought of
her brought out that reaction, he knew that more would be unbearable.
Turning off the shower, Draco dried off and let his feet carry
himself back to his room where he sank into the bed, dreaming of
Hermione.
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