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She who walks in Darkness	By : SheWalksInDarkness Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 5825 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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His smile began to fade as he realised what he was doing. Yes he’d been able to accept Thea as his mate but what if she couldn’t accept him? What if this fleeting moment was all they’d ever get together? He didn’t think he’d be able to take the agony that came with that notion. Already the physical contact had changed something inside him. As if in anticipation of bonding, his body ached for her now more than ever even when they were close, the small fangs that were part of the Veela inheritance itched to make their presence known, even just the sight or smell of her threatening to reveal them.
He pulled away, letting his fingers trail down her arms before they finally lost contact completely. As if the sudden loss of another person’s heat sparked him into action he turned, hoisting himself out of the pool, and returned to the house at a pace that suggested he was running from something leaving a bemused and quite frankly hurt Thea behind.
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He ran back to his room, heart pounding furiously and slammed the door behind him. Leaning his back against the wall he slid down it and let his head drop into his hands. What was he doing? He was moving too fast, this was his mate, not some slut at school who would drop her panties at the sight of him. Even worse, this was his mate who had lived her life as a Muggleborn, who he probably had some serious atoning for to do before he could do anything. Yes he could just say outright that he was a Veela and oh yeah, by the way you’re my mate and if you don’t let me pound you I’m gonna die… Somehow he thought that might not go down too well, he could imagine her now either running for the hills or else trying to curse him into oblivion.
Merlin she’d be sexy when she was angry he thought, eyes flashing, hair a mess. He allowed a small smirk to cross his face, if there was anything in this whole mess that could cheer him up it was this, he knew she wanted him, he could smell her arousal.
Ah well, it looked like he was going to have to play the game, keep his emotions in check and court her. He got up and walked over to his desk, stroking the smooth plumage of his eagle owl, Hermes, who sat next to it. It was time to start planning!
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She climbed out of the pool and made her way back inside, towelling of her hair as she did so. She couldn’t understand his reaction, why had her run from her? I mean yes the initial kiss had been a surprise and ok, it had got heated admittedly pretty quickly but still, she hadn’t pushed him away, she had wanted him! She blushed as she thought to herself just how much she had wanted him.
Deciding a hot bath would sooth her nerves, and her muscles which had begun to surprisingly ache the moment Draco had walked away, she headed straight for the tub, turning on a number of taps at random. It filled surprisingly quickly and by the time she had taken off her dripping wet sundress and put on a bath robe it was full. Letting the robe slide off her shoulders she stepped in, sinking into the warm oblivion, thick foamy bubbles surrounding her as the air became heavy with the scent of something masculine, clean and fresh, almost like mint and lime but with an undertone of something smoky, something more dangerous. It smelt like him she realised, cringing as her core moistened even at the scent of him. This was going to have to stop.
“What am I going to do?” she thought aloud, almost subconsciously.
“Do not worry my child, all is falling in to place” a deep voice filled the room, seeming to come from the walls themselves.
“DAD!? I’M IN THE BATH!” she all but screamed, sliding further down under the water, making sure the dense foam covered all of her.
“Relax young Thea” he chuckled, “I cannot see you, but you called to me, or at least you called without realising, and as I promised you, I will always hear”
Merlin, she thought to herself, she was going to have to be careful of whom she thought of when she spoke aloud if she wanted any privacy at all! She then chastised herself, she knew who he was even if she wasn’t ready to admit it yet, he was an expert at legilimency, he would have no trouble knowing what she was thinking if he wanted to. She blushed and groaned aloud at the thought of all the embarrassing things he probably already knew.
As if guessing what was on her mind he spoke again. “Do not fear for your privacy my dear, that is your own to keep, I will leave you to live your life in whatever way you wish but I will always know when you truly need me, I have done all your life, I can feel it through our parental bond.”
She felt herself relax a little, some of the tension she had been feeling slipping away.
“Now, to business, you are concerned about your feelings towards Master Malfoy and his towards you in return. I will not tell you what is going on, again you must work it out for yourself. Do not worry about your feelings, Draco is a wonderful man, an excellent student, highly independent and fiercely loyal to those who deserve it. His parents were your mother’s best friends, she would be very happy at the match, as would I be.”
“Father, when you said he’s loyal, is he…is he loyal to you” she stuttered, she was afraid of angering him but she had to know.
There was a silence before her began again, he voice graver then before. “You know, but I will not push you until you have cleared your mind.”
“No my child, it is probably Draco’s greatest strength that he has never been loyal to me or to my cause, he is a brilliant actor I will admit but I always no. He is instead loyal to his friends, to his parents and although you never realised it, to you. He made sure his appearance and attitude were inkeeping with what was expected of him, even though that meant he was segregated, never allowed to pursue the friendships or relationships he wanted, all in the name of protecting those he loved.”
She thought carefully about this, certainly Draco had been horrible at school but there had been moments when he had seemed almost human, his gentle tenderness to the owls in the owlery bringing them all treats frequently, helping a hufflepuff first year fix his bag when it had split unexpectedly, even if he had looked around afterwards blushing to see if anyone had noticed. The crying, she thought, in Myrtle’s bathroom, the pain he was feeling.
“Just one more thing Father, why do you want me to work all these things out for myself when you could just tell me?”
He chuckled at her impudence, “Firstly my dear, because I want you to form your own opinions on what you find out, not have mine thrust upon you. And secondly,” his voice became softer, sadder, “and secondly, because when the time comes for me to have to go, and it will, I want you to be independent enough to deal with the fallout. Now,” he picked up, more cheerfully again, “in regards to young Master Malfoy, that book he reached down for you in the library the other day, I suggest you read it thoroughly!” and with that he was gone.
The book she thought to herself, ‘Fantastic Beasts and where to find them’, what did that have to do with anything?
A knock on the door struck her out of her reverie and she stepped out of the bath, slipping her robe back on and opened it to find Thyme carrying a steaming mug of cocoa.
“Master was saying you mights be wanting this Miss!” she squeaked, her high pitched voice almost comical.
Thea took it gratefully with a word of thanks and holding it in both hands, drank deeply, letting the smooth chocolate wash over her senses, her muscles still aching, the bath having done nothing for them.
Placing the mug down she lay back against her pillows, the warmth of the room falling over her as he eyes began to shut. Ah well, she thought to herself, she would look for the book tomorrow. Fantastic Beasts surely couldn’t be that urgent after all.
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