I'm a Veela, and She's my mate?

Made by: Kyra

*Chapter 1- Finding Out*

He was awoken by the sunlight beaming into his face violently, and his palms sweaty. He pulled the covers over his head, but to no help did the sun become dimmer. "Bloody fucking sun." he murmured, but he then pulled the black silk covers off of himself when he heard his door open and creak. The dainty voice of a female was calm and sweet, and he laid frozen still. "Draco darling, come downstairs immediately...me and your father have something important to tell you." his mum stated, hearing her footsteps slowly fade as she walked away moments later. He pushed the covers off of himself, and jumped out of bed, going to rummage through his closet for something suitable to wear.

Today was his 17th birthday, and he knew what was going to happen. Father told him when he was younger that he was getting the Dark Mark, which made him completely giddy, but now...not so much. Who in their right mind would go and act like a slave to the bald nose less freak? Oh yea, someone like his father.

His thoughts went elsewhere as he found the suit that his father approved of instead of his relaxing baggy sweatpants that Blaise gave him over the holidays during fifth year. He cringed at the small attire, and slipped it on, hoping it fit decently. It was a REALLY tight suit with pants that fit well, and he walked downstairs to collect with his mum and father.

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His mum sat on the couch, looking happy but yet with a monotone look on her face, while father, as his usual moody self, had a stern look on his. "Come sit darling, we won't bite." Narcissa said gently, patting a seat next to her. He followed, and sat down next to her, listening to the small creaks from the ceiling and floor being the only thing that was making noise at that moment.

The silence went for minutes, until Narcissa spoke. "Well Draco, today is a big day, and he knew that this was going to happen...your father didn't like this." she said. He spun his hand to force the words out of her, and then what she had told him made him shudder. "You're a veela Draco."

He had heard of those before in Snape's class. He said that they are creatures that attract other females and or males with their seductive looks, and they had to have a mate before their 18th birthday...otherwise they will die. 'But there is no way that I am one of them! Except for the good looks thing.' he thought, before turning back to his mother.

"Mum! How in the bloody world of Wizardry can I be a veela?" he asks, a bit of harshness in his voice. "Listen to your mother, boy!" Lucius spat, uncrossing his arms angrily. Narcissa gave a glare towards Lucius, then turned back to Draco with small eyes,and started to speak.

"Before you were born, your grandfather Richard Black was cursed with an ancient spell. It had made him a veela which he didn't want, and he had no choice to find a mate quickly. He was 17 when this spell was put on him, and he had to react fast. He had found his mate a week before his untimely death, in which you will hear about in a moment, and he reproduced with her." He made a disgusting face as she giggled at the thought, and then she continued, "The baby was named Narcissa Black...me. I had your father as my mate. Then your father and I had you, which make you a half-veela." She giggled again, thinking this was all funny.

He got up off of the porcelain couch, and started to walk away, when he heard the booming sound of his mother's voice through his head. 'SIT.' He did as she was told for him to do, and sat back down, looking at the floor. 'Damn her and her powers.' he thought, staying quiet. "I thought you would want to know about your powers and changes that occur in this." she said gently, as he popped his head up to show he was listening. She smiled knowingly, and continued.

"The two most important senses are your sight and smell. They will increase dramatically, and so will your looks. You will have the ability to smell out your mate if she is close, and your eyes will change a color if you are angry, or are trying to protect your mate." she explained, and he nodded, completely interested in this mate thing. "What happens when I happen to find my mate? "He asked, wondering through how he is going to get through this. "You mark her or him. But you can't on your free will...the mate has to be sure he or she is ready, or else the process will fail." she answered, getting the little nod from him. Then his afce turned to disgust. "HE?!" he yelled. He was disgusted. To think about if he had to live with a man for the rest of his life... made him feel weak in the knees. "Do not worry yourself dear. It's only...never mind. I'm sure that the next Malfoy heir will be a girl of course..."

"Or we would probably disown you." Lucius grumbled. Again, Narcissa gave a glare towards him, and he rolled his eyes in an 'I don't care' gesture. Turning back to Draco who sat wonderstruck, she smiled.

"That's pretty much it darling...we will be leaving for the train in three days, so be ready." she said, getting off of the couch, and walking to Lucius. He got up as well, escorting himself and her to his room.

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The blinds were now closed, courtesy of the house elves who he adored mostly. Then he thought bout it for a moment… he was hungry. "Darby!" he yelled, and watched the small elf pop into his room. "You called, Master Draco?" she asked him, whimpering. "Yes Darby...could you please bring back some food for me? You know what I want." he demanded, waiting until the growling of his stomach to settle down. Before he could say anything else, she was gone. He sat on his bed, and thought about how it was to be a veela. There would be up's and down's… he was sure of that, but he hoped his mate was someone worthwhile. Like Pansy, or even that Abbott girl from Hufflepuff. Darby popped back in, with a tray full of his favorites, and she set it down gently. He searched through his pockets, and pulled out a small Knut. "Here...for your services." he said, handing her the Knut. She smiled happily, and took it from him. "Thank you Master Draco. Darby loves Master Draco more than anything." And with that, she popped out, waiting for her next order.

He ate his food, and laid down, falling into a peaceful sleep, where dreams and nightmares lay.

These few days were going to be torture, and he just knew it.

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"Lucius, what do we do about his dark mark? He has a mission risking his life, and I don't know how I can live with this." Narcissa whispered, tears falling down her cheeks. "Calm down Narcissa. We mustn't worry about it now. Besides, he has three days until he goes back to that pathetic excuse for a school, and then I will schedule an appointment for him to meet the dark lord during Christmas break." Lucius calmly said, stroking her hair. She sniffled and nodded, burying her face into his chest.

This was definitely going to get bad.

It's clean up week! Hope ya'll are all enjoying the story!

-Kyra