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A Veela Dream	By : Aneira Category: HP Canon Characters paired with Original Characters > Het - Male/Female Views: 3550 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: Obviously I didn't write Harry Potter Series. Nothing belongs to me except for a few new characters and the plot. Everything else belongs to the brilliant J.K. Rowling. I am not making money or gaining any profit from this story.

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Why she had thought of Weasley’s Wizarding Wheezes, she had no idea. But she was glad she apparated somewhere so close to school. Having enough problem for one day, all she wanted to do was both going back to Hogwarts and never going back there. She would have to see Malfoy and she honestly had no idea what to do. First of all, Malfoy attacked her and she didn’t know what to think of it. Somehow he seemed to be protecting her. He jumped out of a train with her but she had no injuries although she went through glass. She remembered covering her face with her arms but shouldn’t her arms or at least hands have been injured? She was perfectly fine. Well, at least she was physically well. Then when she was actually falling, he caught her and even got angry with her for putting herself in danger. Cecily could no longer analyse the information. Therefore, she switched to another matter.

What had happened to Malfoy? Was he a danger to the other students? He had enormous white wings and claw-like black nails. Her pupils were pitch-black and he had sharp fangs. Those features couldn’t be good. And he actually bit her! Twice! What did that mean? Was she going to turn into some creature like him? And why did the bite feel so good? If it was a bad thing, why would it feel so damn good? And then she practically begged him to… Oh Merlin, how could she ever face him?

And this was how George Weasley found her; deep in thought and silently weeping. She was hiding behind boxes in the back of the shop. “Cicy? Are you okay? Why aren’t you at school?” He rushed towards her and embraced her in a hug immediately. Her sobs got louder as she clinged on to him. “Hey, come on. What happened?” George asked softly. During her stay at the Grimmauld Place, she had spent lots of time with the Weasley twins. And she was devastated with Fred’s death. She couldn’t even imagine how George must have been feeling.

She didn’t know if she should tell George about it. But she had to talk to someone. She was unable to settle the matter by herself. A second opinion wouldn’t hurt.

“I… I don’t even know where to start!” As she tried to explain the events of the day, a conversant expression covered George’s face. But when she came to the part that involved lots of pheromones, his face suddenly toughened. He stood up from his seat and got her hands through his hair.

“Cecily… How could you allow such thing?”

“I don’t know!” she shrieked. Tears were once more forming in her eyes.

“Okay, it’s not your fault. You couldn’t possibly know.” His face got softer and now it contained a sprinkle of pity. “Look, I know what Malfoy is. But, I warn you, you won’t like what you hear.” She could only nod to imply him it was okay. “You remember Bill’s wife, Fleur? Well, she was a part veela. Do you know what they are?”

“Well, some DADA professor told us about it at some point but I can’t really recall.”

With a deep breath, George continued. “Veela are, um… They are… sexual creatures. They have a mate they must claim in one year upwards their transformation. And their transformation starts with the age of eighteen. The wings, fangs and claws come out when the Veela is angered, when his/her mate is in danger. But obviously you weren’t in danger on the train. Maybe he was angry about something already? I’m not really an expert, you know. I just know some stuff Fleur told us.”

By the time George finished her speech, Cecily was drowning in her thoughts. It didn’t take a genius to figure out if Malfoy indeed was a veela, then she was his mate, which was the reason why he called her his. And his bite must have be the marking. Wait, if it was the marking, did that mean she had no way out of this?

“Please tell me veela don’t bite to claim their mate.”

“I honestly have no idea. Like I said, I never made any research.”

Cecily thought for a second, and decided it was best if she went back to Hogwarts. The sun was about to set and she didn’t think she could find her way from Hogsmeade in the dark. “I should get going. It’s getting late. I am sure McGonagall has had kittens by now.” George burst into laugh with the last comment but Cecily didn’t appear to catch the joke. Then she realised what made him laugh like a mad men and joined him with a laud laughter. As they laughed like crazy Cornish Pixies, Cecily gave George one last hug. “Thank you so much. I don’t know what I would do if I didn’t come here. But murder is somewhere on top of that list.”

“I’m glad if I can help. And if by any chance you decide on murdering Malfoy, I would be honoured to help.”

“I don’t doubt it. Don’t worry about me, I’ll be fine.” She said while walking towards the doors with George right behind her.

“I’ll owl Fleur and ask for more information. You could come by next weekend and we’d discuss it. Is that okay?”

“Yeah, sure. Thank you George. I mean it.” She told him while giving him a peck on the cheek. He responded with a warm smile.

“No problem.”

When she left the shop, she turned her steps towards the path towards Hogwarts. The sky was getting darker and darker every minute. If she wanted to reach Hogwarts before the pitch-dark night, she had to walk as fast as she could. This was the kind of time that she cursed Hogwarts’s anti-apparition wards. Now she had to walk through trees and bushes and Merlin knows what other things. Abruptly, she started to feel a little scared. She never had to walk this road alone and in the dark. But she built up her courage, held her wand firmly in her hand and quickened her steps.

Before long, she felt more relaxed as she got accustomed to the sparse woods. The wind had gotten rougher as time passed and she started to slightly shiver. Further she reached amongst the trees, the less assured she was about knowing the way. Then she came to a sudden halt to study her surroundings and figure out which she had to go. At that moment, the forest resounded with a calm voice.

“You’re on the wrong way.”

Out of the sudden voice, she took a sharp breath and turned around. Than the owner of the soft voice appeared from among the trees. Draco somehow had found some way to follow her, obviously. He looked much more like his old self. His face was calm and there was no inhuman limbs visible. His countenance was almost in misery, pained. As for Cecily, she was befuddled. She wasn’t scared, per se. Only taken aback. He was the last person she expected to see. How did he even find her?

“How did you find me?” she repeated her thought out loud. He was approaching her slowly as if he was afraid of scaring her. “I figured you would come to Hogsmeade as it’s the closest place you can apparate around school grounds. Then I followed your sce- Then I found you.”

He didn’t want to tell her he followed her scent to locate her. He was still anxious about creeping her out. The truth was, she felt no more fear. At this point, she only wanted to find the way to Hogwarts, and sleep the day away. She was tired, cold and confused. “Do you know the way?” she asked matter-of-factly. He answered with a silent nod. “Well, lead the way.” was all she said.

They walked in silence for a while, ignoring the elephant jogging in the woods. Draco was a few steps ahead at all times, glancing back every once in a while. The sun was replaced by the moon now, and the silhouette of Hogwarts was standing in front of them. Throughout the journey Draco was trying to find a way to start a conversation, to tell her how sorry he was, to explain her. But as they got closer to the castle, he grew hectic. He wanted to talk to her before they got to Hogwarts but his time was running out. Thus, he chose the easy and simple way.

“Cecily,” he said turning back, gaining her attention. “There is something we should talk and we shouldn’t avoid it any longer. It is best if we talked before reached the castle. I have a lot to explain.”

Cecily sized her options for a minute. Then she decided it was best if they talked. “Go on.”

“Look, what happened on the train… I didn’t mean to… do that. It just, sort of, happened. I wasn’t even looking for you, I was looking for Blaise. Then I…” What was the best way to say this? She had already seen his veela form, all he had to do was say it plainly at once. But she preceded.

“Am I your mate?”

Draco’s lungs screamed for air as he forgot to breathe for a minute. He wasn’t expecting her to find it out on her own. All he could air was a weak “yes”.

“Are we… W-What we did… Are we now-“

“Bonded?” Draco cut her stammering. He continued when she gave a nod. “Yes.” He took a deep breath. “Again, I didn’t plan this. But when I smelled your scent, I just couldn’t help it. It was euphoric. Like wisteria or like acacia. I’ve never felt something so beautiful, I felt like I had to find it. I had to have it.” By this time he was merely aware of what he was saying. He was gradually getting closer to her now. Cecily didn’t even react. She wasn’t paying him any attention. She was lost. She had to spend the rest of her life with him. And she had no way out! No! She would find a way. She could search and find a solution. It couldn’t end like this!

“Please believe me. I wasn’t prepared for your scent, it took me by surprise. I wasn’t expecting it.”

“Is it why you can control yourself now? Because you know what to expect?” She asked in a curious tone. This was good. Draco would definitely prefer curious over ignorant and dismissive.

“Yes, that is why.”

Cecily once again took a deep breath and released it slowly. “Can we start walking again now? It’s getting really cold and I am too tired to have this conversation right now.” She did feel and look exhausted. Draco examined her state for a second and raised an eyebrow. “I know a way we can go to the castle much faster but I don’t think you’ll like it.” He knew he was pushing his luck but she was truly tired and all he wanted to do was make sure she was well and comfortable.

“Which is?” asked Cecily with even more curiosity. She was imagining a secret passageway or maybe an underground tunnel. But what she got had nothing to do with odd paths. Because in order to answer her question, Draco released his wings and fluttered them a few times. Now that was unexpected. She doubted this was the best way to go. And she didn’t even know whether Malfoy’s mood had anything to do with his transformation. One glance wards his face showed he wasn’t in any kind of trance, he was very much aware and apparently very much sorry as well. Sorry because she was frightened of him. Of course, this was only true to a level. Was she afraid? Yes. Was she frightened? Definitely not.

“Are you sure about this?” asked Cecily, her voice was shakier than she had planned. Damn those nerves!

“Yes, it’s not dangerous when you don’t jump.” He joked to lighten the mood. It looked like the joke worked because a small smiled formed on Cecily’s face.

“Well, I don’t think I’ll jump. Fall, maybe. But jump, Merlin I’m too tired to move!”

“I would never let you fall.” was the last thing he said before picking her up in his arms and flying towards the castle. She buried her face in the crook of his neck unconsciously and wrapped her arms around him. This was as good as he could hope, Draco thought. Now all he had to do was make himself forgiven.

The second chapter was also finished and as school's been getting busier I thought I should upload it while I can. Please review, it is much appreciated!
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