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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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When they reached the castle, Cecily was asleep. Who would have thought Malfoy’s arms would be so comfortable? As they landed back on the ground, Draco shook her gently to wake her up. But all she did was snuggle more into his chest with a hoarse grumbling. He looked down at her face with an enormous smile. It was beautiful to see her depending on him, needing him. Although she wasn’t doing anything consciously, Draco could feel his insides getting warmer. He decided carrying her inside instead of waking her worked for both their favours. She could get a little bit more rest and he could keep her close just for a few more minutes. He would walk faster without her tiny legs trying to catch up with him, anyway.

As he stepped in the castle to the Entrance Hall, a very stern looking Headmistress “welcomed” him. She was eyeing the sleeping girl in his arms with fright engraved on her features. He was walking towards her, up the stairs, very slowly. That was all he needed right now. The headmistress suspecting a former death eater of the disappearance of a girl. Well, he was very well guilty but he was also hoping this could stay between Cecily and him. He didn’t want McGonagall to get meddled in. So, was he going to tell her the truth or was he just going to make up a lie and hope Cecily would play along when asked? He decided neither was the solution so he shook Cecily one more time and with more force.

“Cecily, you have to wake up, love. Our dear headmistress is probably expecting an explanation.”

She opened her eyes slowly, first looking at the simpering face of Malfoy. And she felt like smacking it. Couldn’t he just make up some excuse and let her get her sleep? But of course, he didn’t know how cranky she’d get when she was sleepy. But he would learn soon about her sleeping habits and she wasn’t in a hurry as long as he would let her sleep right now. She didn’t even realise she was expecting him to learn her sleeping habits. Like she was accepting him. It seemed like lack of sleep was softening her.

Then she turned her eyes to the Headmistress and all her sleepy mood sank in her stomach. She could feel the knots right then. McGonagall looked furious, even for her own standards. And it wasn’t a sight Cecily was used to dealing with. She had always been the one to follow the rules and she almost never broke them. Her anxiety was reaching a whole new level. She practically jumped off of his hold and landed on her feet. Then she tried to explain the situation while straightened her clothes.

“Professor McGonagall, ma’am. You must be wondering where we were. But I swear we weren’t responsible for our late arrival.” Good start, Cecily. Now think of a lie to save your and Malfoy’s butts from detention with Filch. Wait a minute, why was she even saving Malfoy? She truly had nothing to do with this, it was all his fault! But one glance on Malfoy’s way was enough to make her go back to plan A. Merlin damn him and his pleading puppy eyes!

“We were on the train and started to quarrel about something. It wasn’t really something important. Then I lost my temper and accidentally blew up the compartment. It really was an accident. I didn’t mean to do it! It just happened! We fell through the window and Malfoy’s quick thinking saved our lives. He cushioned the floor. Then we apparated to Hogsmeade but it was late and we got lost in the dark. The woods were very thick, you see. We could hardly look ahead. We looked for the castle for a while but it took us longer than we thought to find the path to the castle. But we did and came back eventually. We are truly sorry for the disturbance. We deserved all the deduction of points from our houses. We will not complain if you give us detention. I am really sorry for the trouble-”

“Miss Ravn! Enough!” McGonagall interrupted, interpreting Malfoy’s thoughts unknowingly. Seriously, if McGonagall didn’t stop her, she would probably be on her knees begging for forgiveness by this point. “Do you expect me to believe such a far-fetched story? First of all, the compartment has no proof it was blown up, only a window was broken. And the two of you seem terribly fine if not a little tired. The whole staff is out there, looking for you! You’ve given us quite the fright! And now you justify yourself with this fairy tale? Mr. Malfoy would be expected, but you? I am quite disappointed! And Mr. Malfoy, you are aware I had no intention of accepting you back to Hogwarts after all you’ve done if the Ministry didn’t force me to. And you go and get in trouble even before you arrived at the school. You’ve gotten me speechless, you two! You both will attend one week of detention with Mr. Filch and it will be fifty points from each house! Now, off to your dormitories! It’s on the seventh floor with the portrait of the sleeping beast as the door. The password is ‘wisteria’. And make sure you stop by to explain whatever trouble you’ve gotten yourself into before classes! Go up, you two! Before I make it seventy points each!”

The journey to their dormitories was quiet until Draco spoke. “I didn’t peg you for a teacher’s pet.” He had a small smile on his lips. He was still thinking about her pleading session with McGonagall. That wasn’t a sight he wanted to see. It was almost painful to watch.

While Draco’s mood was getting lighter, Cecily was becoming more and more livid. She had ruined her reputation! For something he did! And here he was making fun of her! “Well, I didn’t peg you for some freak with claws and everything, running around, kidnapping people but strange things happen, I guess!” That changed Draco’s mood drastically. His face turned into a stone wall with no expression. It was obvious what she said hurt him deeply but he was doing everything he can to disguise it.

And although Cecily regretted saying that the moment the words escaped her mouth, it was said. “I’m sorry” she uttered. “I didn’t mean it. I’m just cranky because I’m tired. It seems like I can’t control my mouth when I’m sleepy.”

“Well, it is true. I am a freak, after all. And maybe it’s good you can’t control what you say. I can learn what it is that you think of me in all honesty.”

“Well, you can’t expect me to think you fell from heaven after everything that happened today! But still, I shouldn’t have said that and I’m sorry.” Draco answered with a silent nod. He knew she was right but it still hurt to hear those words from her. He decided it was time he said something that would lighten the mood. She did look distressed.

“So, I threw a rat at you?” he said with a low chuckle. How could he not remember that?

“Yeah. I don’t think you were aiming at me, though. There was some boy in front of me but he dodged so the rat just hit my face.” She was looking at the floor with a smile on her face. She remembered not being able to remove the stench from her robes for days.

“Wait a minute,” Draco stopped chuckling. “It wasn’t a rat! It was a toad!”

“No, it wasn’t!”

“Yes, Longbottom’s toad! And it wasn’t dead, mind you.” He seemed to enjoy the conversation very much.

Cecily shot him a defying look. “It was a dead rat, I am sure of it! And the kid wasn’t Neville, it was some Hufflepuff who rolled on the floor crying after he saw the rat. Also, I think I would remember which dead animal crashed on my face.”

“Oh, you mean Thompson’s rat! I remember it now!” He burst into laughter just before he finished the sentence. “It’s weird because the toad hit someone else, too!”

Cecily was looking at him unbelievably. “How many girls have you thrown dead animals at?”

Draco eyed her flirtingly. “No need to be jealous. You are the prettiest girl I have ever thrown a dead animal at.” She rolled her eyes. Where was the damn dormitory? This was one of the times she wished Hogwarts had those elevator things!

Draco didn’t mind her silence, at least she wasn’t yelling at him. “And for your information, the toad wasn’t dead.”

“That’s beside the point!” She shrieked. He was laughing loudly now. “Right, I’m a carrion throwing arsehole, that’s the point. I know.” He declared, still laughing his bottom off.

“That’s about it.” She said, joining him with a loud chuckle.

He was determined to keep her speaking as she seemed to be at ease. It wasn’t clear when they would ever have a conversation like this. “I remembered seeing you at the Christmas Ball, dancing with Blaise. And our fathers having boring brunches I had to attend.” Cecily tensed with the mention of her father. But Draco didn’t seem to notice. “Seriously, how could they endure such torture? I dreamt of jumping off from the highest tower at the manor while they were being all classy and mature.”

“It is rather boring, I guess.” She murmured. The last thing she wanted to talk about was her father. He was going to be on cloud nine when he heard about how “his little girl” was bound to a Malfoy forever. He was already looking for a suitable husband for her, so this was jackpot for him. Again, he didn’t notice her anxious state.

“”It was killing me! It was like the air was poisonous and I was walking to my death slowly. It was really painful.”

“Like that Hippogriff in third year?” she snapped.

“That bloody chicken! Why does everyone remind me of that?” He said, looking at the ceiling while taking a deep breath.

“Because you were just being a mommy’s boy!” Now it was Cecily’s turn to burst into laughter. She was chuckling uncontrollably with her hands clenched on her stomach. “It’s killed me! It’s killed me!” she mimicked his actions from the third year. The truth is, she hadn’t even been in that class. But the story reached every single individual in school.

Even though she was mocking him, the sight of her cracked up was splendidly beautiful. Her hair was shaking as if it had come alive, her eyes were watering, and she was doubled up with laughter. After a whole day of frightening the shit out of her and making her cry constantly, this was all he needed. He had made her happy! She was laughing like she had no worries at all! That was the state in which he wanted to keep her. Relaxed, happy and beautiful. From now on, it was his duty to make this mood a constant.

“Why are you looking at me like that?” Cecily interrupted his trance.

He frowned, “Like what?”

“Like, dazed or something. You look like you’re lost.”

“That’s because I am lost in your beauty.” He said unsurely. He knew it was cheesy as hell but it was the best he could think of right then.

She gave him the ‘seriously’ look. “That was the worst pick-up line I have ever heard.”

“That’s because my best pick up line is ‘I would never let you fall’.” He said with more confidence. This time it was Cecily who looked lost. What the hell was he talking about? Before she could ask, he answered the unspoken question.

“You know, that’s what I said before I picked you up in the woods. That’s my pick-up line.”

Cecily was amazed at how he could start from the ground zero and was somehow still able to go deeper down. How did he even become ‘Slytherin Sex God’ with these moves?

“Stop talking, please. My ears hurt.” He only rolled his eyes at her. Because they were in front of the sleeping beast painting. They shared a glance in each other’s way before Draco uttered the password. The portrait door opened slowly and Draco gestured her to proceed. But before she could step inside, two arms flown at her. It was Sophie Barnett. She was Cecily’s best friend since they were caught sneaking in the kitchens after curfew and got detention together in second year.

“Sophie!” Cecily tried to yell. She was squeezed in her friend’s death grip. “Soph, I can’t breathe!” But Sophie didn’t appear to have any intentions of letting her go. She kept grumbling things about how scared she was for Cecily. But it didn’t last long because a pair of strong arms drew her away from her friend. It was then she realised Cecily wasn’t alone.

“Get away from her!” Malfoy roared, thinking the girl was hurting his mate. But before he could act, Cecily grabbed his arm.

“She doesn’t mean harm, Malfoy! Stop it!” His gaze wandered on Sophie for a moment before he turned his attention to Cecily.

Not knowing what was happening, Sophie had drawn her wand and was aiming at Draco with shaky hands. Of course, she thought Draco was a treat. “You get away from her, ferret! Or I’ll… I’ll hex you!”

“Sophie, calm down. He’s not going to do anything.” Cecily tried to reason with her friend. That was the thing about Sophie. She was easily scared and she’d usually give absurd reactions when she felt scared.

Malfoy was baring his teeth at Sophie and the girl was practically shaking. Before any tears were shed, Cecily stood between them with her arms extended.

“Stop it, you two! No one’s hurting anyone! Sophie, go inside. I’ll be there in a moment. I need to speak with Malfoy here.” Sophie gave her an appalled look. But Cecily didn’t let her speak. “No! Go inside, I mean it. He doesn’t mean harm.”

“Not to you” added Malfoy dangerously. After shooting another look at Cecily, Sophie went back inside the dormitory.

Cecily turned back to Malfoy. “I will never see you do such thing towards my friends again! Is that how you’re going to get me to trust you? By attacking my friends? What kind of logic is that?” She was being harsh on purpose. She realized Malfoy needed a firm tone to be convinced not to do something. Right then, he looked extremely annoyed but Cecily was sure he would play along.

“First of all, I saved you from suffocating to death. And second of all, she’s the one who attacked me. I never drew my wand.” Without giving him another word of reason, Cecily walked towards the open door. Before passing over the threshold, she turned back to him.

“No more problems. I’ve had enough, as it is!” With that, she proceeded inside the dormitory. Draco was following her silently. When they got into the common room, Draco stood at the entrance, not wanting to have another one of Cecily’s friends attack him. She had made it clear that she didn’t want any more problems. So he wasn’t going to cause one. But Draco wasn’t sure if her friends would do the same thing. So this was his attitude now, silent but menacing.

Then he realised it wasn’t only her friends that stayed awake. Blaise Zabini and Daphne Greengrass were on the other end of the room, waiting silently on the dim litter corner. They turned their heads towards his direction to see who was causing the fuss, then noticed him. Draco spotted Blaise exhale with relief while Daphne rushed to him, throwing herself in his arms.

“You dumbass! You scared the shit out of us! Are you okay? Where the hell have you been? You didn’t get in trouble, right? You know McGonagall is looking for a reason to expel you, you idiot! Tell me you didn’t do something stupid! You are-”

“Enough, Daphne!” Blaise cut her blabbering sternly. “He’s obviously had enough. Come on mate, let’s go in my room. We’ll talk about it there.”

Draco nodded and Daphne disentangled herself from him. But before they could take their third step, he stopped, turned around and started walking again towards Cecily. She was talking to her two friends, one was Sophie and the other was Luna Lovegood. Draco found her tolerable enough.

When he reached Cecily, she noticed his presence and turned to face him. But before she could even see his face, she felt his lips on her forehead. She could hear the gasps surrounding the room. When he pulled back, he had that known goofy smile on his face. Cecily, on the other hand, was shocked. So was every other student in the room. Draco leaned into her ear, whispering “Good night, love.” Before anyone can react, Draco turned around and advanced wards her friends. Zabini looked quite amused while Daphne’s eyes tried to pop out. Sophie could only whisper a short “Night” back. Maybe they could have spoken about how they would react around their friends but she guessed it was too late. Now she had a lot of explanation to make. She turned back to her friends to find Sophie; outraged and Luna, dreamy as always. Sophie raised an eyebrow questioningly. Cecily smiled awkwardly.

“Um… Funny story…”

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By the time Cecily finished her story, Luna had fallen asleep. How she managed to fall asleep while listening to such story was a mystery. But Sophie was nowhere near sleep, she was shocked beyond imagination. She had left the compartment for fifteen minutes and shit hit the fan in that tiny period of time!

“Sophie, are you okay? You look too pale to be okay.” Cecily said while touching her friend’s shoulder.

Sophie shook her head. “I will never be okay again. After what I’ve just heard, I don’t think I’ll be able to chill again.” With that she started to chuckle. “Damn, if you didn’t stop him, he would rip my heart out, probably!” Her chuckling slowed down a bit. “But seriously, what are you going to do?”

Cecily thought for a moment, inhaling loudly. “I’m not sure what to do but do I even have a choice, Sophie? I mean, we’re bound, end of. I can’t possibly leave him and go on my separate way. First of all, he would find me by my scent. And before you ask, I have no idea how that works. Second of all, I could never be with someone else while a livid veela is flying upon me yelling ‘mine’ like a vulture. And third of all, he would be desperate without me. He needs me, Soph, I can’t do that to him.” She didn’t know when exactly she decided she should stay with him but deep down inside she knew she couldn’t just walk away. It wasn’t like her to run away from problems.

Sophie looked thoughtful. She was apparently calculating their options. Finally she sighed audibly. “Well, it’s your decision. But I don’t see a way out, either. On the other hand, we haven’t done any research so we could be overlooking something. Some loophole maybe?” she said suggestingly.

“I don’t know, Sophie. But of course I will make my final decision after my research. If I have the right to choose, that is.” She said almost desperately.

“Is he good?” Sophie blurted out. But Cecily didn’t seem to follow. “Is he good? You know, they call him the Slytherin Sex God! Tell me, how true is that?” She seemed very fond on the matter. But Cecily was once again blushing furiously. She was never one to talk about sex openly.

“He was… fine.” was all she said.

“Oh, come on! Tell me, how was it? You have to give me some details, at least!” Sophie said disappointedly.

“Um… Okay, it was good. Really good. But mind the fact that I completely regret it and wish it never happened. I don’t even know what came over me! It must be some secret dangerous veela super power.”

“Or, Malfoy is inhumanly sexy, and you were just, well let’s say, excited.”

“I was NOT aroused by Malfoy.”

“Well, you said it, not me.” Sophie declared, rising her hands up in the air as if surrendering.

“You are insufferable.” Cecily said matter-of-factly.

But Sophie wasn’t finished. She knew Cecily’s situation was serious. But watching her friend suffering in shame was too funny to stop now. “I heard he had a good set of abs, like he’s some godly creature. What about that?”

“Sophie…” Cecily looked annoyed. How hard was it to believe she did not like to talk about this?

“Oh come on! At least tell me this: I was told he had a record of twenty minutes, how true is that?”

“Sophie!” Cecily shrieked, throwing a pillow at her friend. This was going to be a long night, it seemed.

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At the same time, a similar conversation was taking place in Blaise Zabini’s dorm room.

“You did what?” exclaimed Daphne. “Draco, that’s insane!”

“Well, I wasn’t exactly sane, Daphne. I don’t know what came over me.” Draco said desperately. Even though Cecily looked like she was cooperating that night, he knew his struggles were only starting.

“She seemed fine tonight. Not really hostile.” Blaise stated evenly.

Draco took a deep breath. “Well, I did my best to soften her up. She has every right to rend my head off right now. I have a long way to proceed.”

“Well, good thing, half the school’s population is drooling over you!” Blaise suggested with a chuckle. “It will be easier with the way you look.”

Draco rose an eye brow. “I know you’ve a crush on me, Blaise but try to keep it in your pants. I’m taken. Sorry to disappoint.” He said cockily.

“Dream on, mate. Because this hottie,” Blaise pointed himself with his finger “is way out of your league.” He ended his sentence with a loud laughter. Daphne was listening the exchange silently.

“Get over yourselves, will you? We have a girl to impress. And this idiot” she said pointing Draco “fucked the plan up before it started.”

“So, you do have a plan, I presume?” said Draco eagerly.

Daphne looked in deep thought. “Actually, I do have an idea. A very good one.”

With that, the brainstorm started. Before long, the plan was ready to be put to use. Now all Draco needed was to take the right steps and make Cecily truly his.
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