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My Savior	By : ShelbieRae Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 9298 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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While Hermione and Harry sat and watched the sunrise, miles away Draco Malfoy was being woke up from a strange dream.
The moment he woke up he hopped out of bed and rushed to find his mother. He knew the importance of this dream.
Draco was not a superstitious man. He didn't believe in that silly class Divination, or in the prophecies the class encouraged. Mostly, whenever the silly bint waltzed around the classroom, moaning and crooning about the silly predictions or things she was seeing, he was too busy checking out the wonderful birds and their slightly altered school uniforms. That was back when everything made sense. When silly bints and his next lay in the broom closet, in between stints with Pansy of course, were the most important things in the world.
Back when ignorance really was bliss.
After the war, Draco and his mother had been put on trial before the Wizgamot and both had been let go without punishment. His mother had been let go after evidence of his father’s abuse and manipulation came to light, as well as Potter’s, or Pothead as Draco liked to refer to him as, testimony that Narcissa had lied to Voldemort on Harry’s behalf, as well as evidence of spousal abuse performed by Lucius. Draco had been let go because he was a minor as well as the testimony from Granger, The Ever-Bleeding Bookworm, saying that during the end he had fought on their side. And shouldn’t he have? Looking back, he never really understood what his father had pounded in his head and he didn't see what the big deal had actually been. 'I mean look at Granger for instance,' he thought almost bitterly, 'she can put the whole school and half the wizarding world on their ass with one swish of her wand. I'm certainly no match for her.' The idiotic ideals of his father had been so branded in his mind and had blinded him so harshly that he never saw the big picture. He never saw what his mother had wanted to teach him all along. Blood is blood. It means nothing more. He just wished he had seen this sooner, and he wished that Hermione Granger, the insufferable know-it-all, had not been the one to show him this concept in the end by defending him despite the years of torture he forced her to endure.
His father had not been as lucky, and had been sentenced to be imprisoned in Azkaban for the rest of his life. Draco and his mother had no qualms about it. For all Draco cared, he could rot there.
Now while Draco was not a superstitious man, this particular dream he had just experienced was something he had better damn well listen to.
After everything had died down from the war, his mother had revealed to him what was not necessarily a surprise. He had been told that he was half Veela. Both his mother and father had the blood of the Veela in their veins, therefore Draco now had to bear the burden of what it meant to be a Veela. Now being as he was turning 18 in exactly 1 year, he had that long to find a mate and complete the mating ritual, lest he die of the heartbreak that any Veela suffered upon rejection of their one true love.
Bah. Love. Draco had to resist the rolling of his eyes. Now that he knew of his true nature, he had to accept the fact that he would not always be the Playboy of Hogwarts and soon to be London. He would have to accept that one day he too would fall prey to the roses, the dates, the romantic, sloppy, disgusting things he always cringed at. He would have to trust someone other than his mother. And that scared him more than anything. That itself was the true problem.
During the last two weeks his mother explained his Veela nature to him and what exactly would have to happen in order for the ritual to take place. He would have a dream showing where they were destined to meet and he would have to woo her. The ritual included him biting her and then her biting him back, right on the neck. They would have to consummate their love afterwards by making love. It could not be forced, for it would hurt the Veela to harm his mate physically or emotionally. But, if he were to fail, he would die on his 18th birthday, from the pain of having the other half of his soul ripped from him.
Bollocks, this was not going to be easy.
Suppose his mate despised him? Suppose she refused to marry him or mate with him? These were all thoughts that had constantly gone through his mind up until he had the dream. Now, he was not so afraid.
He made his way into the kitchen where his mother was sitting up, already dressed and awake, with a cup of coffee in hand.
"Hogwarts," he announced, "I had the dream Mother. We are destined to meet at Hogwarts. I must return for my final year."
His mother smiled serenely. The sight warmed his heart. He hadn't seen her truly smile since he was young. "Of course darling," she answered, "you'll need to owl McGonagall to tell her you accept her offer."
He nodded, "I'll do that today. Time is running out. Term is starting 1 month." Narcissa laughed.
"Draconis you have plenty of time, calm down." Draco's eye twitched at the sound of her using his full first name.
He outwardly smiled at his mother though and answered, "Yes, Mother, I'm just nervous. What if I don't find her? What if she doesn't accept? Who wants to be forever tied to an Ex-Death Eater?"
His mother looked at him sadly. He has been through so much at such a young age. Rage filled her, thinking about her ex-husband and what he had done to their only child. He had put him through so much, and had possibly ruined his chances of finding his mate. Her heart constricted, knowing what would happen if he didn't.
Outwardly, she smiled at him, trying to instill some courage in him. "Remember Draconis her soul cries for yours as well not just the other way around. You may have to put on some Malfoy charm, but I know I taught you how to treat women. She won't be able to resist." She finished with a wink.
He smiled weakly at his mother and answered, "I could only hope you're right Mother."
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