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Midnight Skies	By : angelbuff4ever Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 6572 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Author's note= I want to say a big thanks to my beta AlexavieraJRaven.

Chapter Five... Roses and Revelations.

Hours ticked by for Hermione as she scoured every inch of the library in Malfoy Manor, searching for anything and everything on veela that she could find. Setting a rather large tome in her lap Hermione stared at the pages as the words started materializing for her:

Veela, while commonly female, can be on rare occasions male. It is usually the father that passes the trait along. There are two types of male veela, full blood and partial.

Full blood male veela have only one mate, one person who balances them out. For most, they discover the identity of their mate during several dreams upon reaching maturity. On rare occasions, if a mate was in danger, a veela would be given knowledge of whom they are to act.

The life of the veela is bound to that of their mate. If the mate is sick, so shall the veela be.

Veela are very protective of their mates, moreso before the bond is finalized.

Male veela have a few rare abilities that aid them in their quest for their better half. To most women a male will smell like their favorite desert, a simple touch would have them melting into his embrace, or a hum in the ear. None of these work on the mate, for her the veela must prove himself.

The male does not get a choice in who the mate is. They are someone who will balance out the veela, in both spirit and power. It would do no good for the veela to be bound to someone weak. They cannot change who they are destined for, as it was written by fate since before either were born.

This apparently seemed to be the same thing that she had been reading on for a while. Her mood was still as dreary as when she started this escapade. If anything made her angry, it was the fact that she had always thought she could control who she was to be with. She wouldn't give Draco the satisfaction yet, of knowing that she was in love with him. If someone had told her a week ago if she thought she would be here, inside the home of notorious Death Eater Lucius Malfoy, with his son telling her that she was destined for him, she would have that person committed. It seemed that nothing, no potion, spell, charm or hex could get her out of being destined for Draco. She only hoped at this point to learn as much as she could to use to get everything she wanted out of this relationship.

With her stomach growling, Hermione decided to read one more passage before going to find food. She would not allow the house elves to wait on her, it would defeat the purpose of S.P.E.W. Turning the page she read on, this passage seeming to be more promising that the last.

The mating ritual of a male veela and his mate is a three day process. It doesn't have to be three consecutive days but each part must be done on a separate day. Any sooner and the veela could risk harming his mate, and that is something they never want to do.

The mating ritual as some would call it is a set of markings, each bound with a release. In order for each marking to take effect, the mate must be aroused. The first mark is placed on the right wrist and sealed with an orgasmic release. The second is at the juncture where the neck meets the shoulder. The third and final mark is close to the sex of the mate. Each of these marks with be small scars that forever will be erogenous zones.

After the first marking, the mate will start to show some veela traits. In a way the veela is transferring a part of themselves. Veelas are sexual creatures, and to thrive they must impart that need to their mate. After the first stage, the mate will have the same inner glow, that the veela had, they would also appear more beautiful to the opposite sex. After the second and third stage, the veela and its mate will become more in touch with each other. They will often share emotions and thoughts. While a veela can manipulate the dreams of its mate to encourage the binding, the after effects of the bonding will be permanent.

Rereading the passage once more, Hermione blushed scarlet. Closing the book she watched as it moved itself back to the shelf. Standing slowly, she stretched out her muscles, hours of sitting in one chair had made her stiff.

Walking out the door she turned and gave the library one last glance. Remembering the path that she had taken when Lucius had led her up there, Hermione found her way into the kitchen.

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After meeting with his father and reading over the note sent by the Granger's, Draco had resolved himself to do everything in his power to protect Hermione. She was his, and he would never let anyone hurt her ever again.

Realizing that he had missed lunch, Draco had wound his way from Lucius' study to the kitchen. Calling for Tippy, Draco asked that she make him some sandwiches for lunch. Taking a seat at the table, he waited for the elf to finish working. The slight noise of footsteps approaching caused Draco to look up and see Hermione enter.

Smiling at her, he used his wand to conjure her a red rose. Standing slowly, he approached. Handing her the rose he stood close her fighting the urge to pull her in his arms. “I trust your foray into the Malfoy Library was effective?”

Hermione looked up at Draco, her features hard. She may be destined for him, may have secret feelings for him but it doesn't mean that she could easily forgive him for all of the pain he caused her. She had accepted the rose he handed her and was surprised to see that it had no thorns. “Many interesting things were discovered.” she replied almost absently.

Tippy appeared with a smile, “Sandwiches are made master. Would you like them served here or in the gazebo?” Draco smiled at the elf. “In the gazebo please? Hermione do you fancy a picnic on the grounds?” He wanted her to see the whole of their future house.

“Sure. I guess. We have things to talk about though.” She was trying to play down her sudden nervousness. She was going to have to get over having to spend 'quality' time with Draco.

Draco led her through the house and out into the rose garden where his mother's gazebo sat. Pulling out a chair for Hermione he let his fingers trail across her neck and briefly over her shoulder. Hermione stiffened a moment, finding it hard to breath. His simple touch sent shivers of fire and ice down her veins. Hermione made sure to cross her legs as she sat to try to assuage the ache between her legs.

Smirking, Draco took his seat across from her. He knew how his touch had affected her. “I hope sandwiches are ok. I know how much you love turkey and cheese sandwiches.” He knew quite a bit about her, having studied her for years at school. Grabbing a plate Draco started gathering the sandwiches and other food that was spread out on the table.

Hermione looked down at the ground briefly before looking him in the eyes. His piercing silver eyes seemed to bore deep into hers almost as if he was trying to look into her very soul. “How did you know? These are my favorite sandwiches.”

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The conversation went on for about an hour when Hermione stood and stretched. Draco had offerd to show her more of the house and the stables tomorrow. She had admitted that she liked horses and hoped to get the chance to ride one. As she stood there by the table, Hermione pondered for a moment the fact that they had been able to have conversation with out fighting or name calling.

“If you will excuse me, I need to send an owl to my parents and also my weekly letter to Harry and Ron.” she said as she started heading for the house.

Draco knew he needed to tell her before she got hurt more. Standing up, he approached her quickly and grabbed her gently around the arm, feeling her tense and smelling fear coming off of her. “Hermione I wont hurt you but there is something you need to know.” He knew by telling her this it would hurt her, but if he didn't it would hurt less. “Here I think you need to read this.” He said as he handed her the note from her parents.

Hermione took a relaxing breath when Draco grabbed her. Looking down at her hand where, he had placed the letter she quirked her eyebrow up in a question. Opening it she gasped as she read the words that were written. The handwriting looked just like her father's, but why would they do something like that? She could feel the tears coming down as she stood there frozen in shock. She didn't even notice when Draco pulled her into his arms as she sobbed into his chest.

Draco hated how broken she seemed at that moment, growling he had pulled her into his arms. He needed to comfort her, wanted to make her parents pay. “Everything will be ok Hermione.” He promised as he walked her back into the house.

Hermione felt herself being forced into a chair and a cup of tea pressed into her hands. She had stopped crying a few minutes ago, choosing now to stare off into space.

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Lucius and Narcissa had watched their son escort Hermione out into the rose garden for a picinic lunch and smiled. their only son was happy and that meant so much to them. What tore at both of them was the pain on their future daughter-in-law's face when Draco handed her the note. Lucius felt compelled to comfort the girl as well. No one deserved that from their parents.
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