Secrets Revealed

Leaving the two confused students alone with their thoughts and each other's presence, Madam Pomfrey decided to step out when she was interrupted by a sharp voice.

"WAIT! Madam Pomfrey!" he cried out when he saw the old nurse walking away, out of the room. Puzzled she turned in reply when she felt her arm being gripped in a stronghold and pulled outside the room. Icily glaring at her assaulter she yanked back her arm from his hold before folding them to her chest. Draco sheepishly smiled before cutting to the chase. He had questions and he had answers, neither of which he knew how to ask or give.

" My apologies, Madam Pomfrey. I just wanted to ask what answers? To which questions?

"Don't act so clueless Mr. Malfoy. You know the answers to your questions very well. Mr. Blaise told us everything you told him, but do you know enough? Don't you know how dangerous you've made the situation for yourself and your mate? You have to tell her. After you have made everything clear to her, Professor McGonagall and I will talk with you both. Is that clear? Now run along Mr. Veela your mate awaits." and with a soft smile, Madam Pomfrey disappeared down the hallway.

That is how the Veela came to be in the same room as his soulmate scared out of his wits as the brunette continued glaring daggers at him.

"Her...no..Granger, I...uh" He tried to stutter out but before he could the lioness pounced on him.

"I am tired of hearing your stutters and hiccups. I haven't got the whole day, Malfoy! I want answers and I want them now. So either you start speaking or I swear to Merlin I will use Legilimens on you and learn every little secret hidden in that dumb head of yours, obliviate you so that you forget everything you have ever learned in your entire life and leave you in the dense Amazon forest or better yet the Sahara desert."

Draco stared into her eyes, pair of hazel-brown eyes which he had come to adore in a very short time. He had come to love every little detail about her. The full lips, intelligent eyes, slight crook of her nose and the now tamed but still beautiful curls of her brown hair had engraved her face deep in his mind. The slight redness of her ear tips did not go unnoticed by him when she neared the end of her threat which had now left him wordless and full of fear.

Taking a deep breath he extended an arm out and gestured for the girl to take a seat. But she just huffed and crossed her arms, continuously tapping her feet.

"Just sit Granger," Draco muttered tiredly. Hermione turned around and sat on the unmade bed nearest to them.

"I have no words to justify my past actions," he started. "My mind had been messed up by my father, but I can assure you I am nothing like that anymore. I...I am trying to change, become better."

Hermione's gaze softened when she saw his regretful yet earnest face and nodded, urging him to continue.

"Before getting my Hogwarts letter, I didn't think I would be welcomed back here. But then I did receive my letter as well as some life-changing news. When I came to Hogwarts I found out something which I never expected to happen ever. But I don't remember anything about last night, believe me." He spoke in a rushed manner which Hermione barely kept up with."

"What was the news, Malfoy?" Hermione asked hoping it was something not related to her but her gut feeling didn't seem to agree.

"It...I...I cough...I found out that I am a Veela. A Half-Veela because of the genes I inherited from my father's side of the family. My Veela trait surfaced just before school restarted."

Hermione let out a breath she didn't know she had been holding. " Wait. What? A Veela? Is that even possible? How is that even possible? Veela's exist, I know that but half-Veelas?"

"I am one."

Hermione felt like he was hiding something. But what?

"Ok. You are a Half-Veela. But where do I come in this Malfoy? Why should the story of your family traits and your change in species matter to me?" she asked. Hermione's mind was running ahead of her in the right direction. She knew there was something strange since she first saw Malfoy after coming back to Hogwarts. Since the first time she locked gazes with him, those tingling touches and weird attraction towards him. It was not normal. She bit her tongue to hold herself from just blurting her thoughts out. She wanted to confirm first. She wanted to hear it from him first.

Malfoy saw the girl's sharp gaze, unable to escape, he pondered over how to tell her the truth. At last, he just blurted it out in the blink of an eye.

"I have a mate!" he half-yelled, half-screeched, his voice hitting the high note.

Hermione stood up with wide eyes, looking at the blonde Veela in front of her with his eyes half-closed and hands balled up in fists by his sides.

"You have a mate? Here in Hogwarts?" she asked "Is it Parkinson? That sure does explain a lot."

Malfoy looked at her with a confused stare and asked why Parkinson would be his mate?

"Well you both have known each other since childhood and well there have always been speculations around you two."

"I did date her in the third year. Worst mistake I ever made. She is the one who chases after me. I will never accept Parkinson even if she was my mate. But she is not." he said defensively looking straight into her eyes.

"Then who is...it?!" she paused as words got caught up in her throat.

"Is it me? It is not me, right? It cannot possibly be that a muggle-born such as myself has been chosen as a mate to you, a pureblood elite?"

"Not much of an elite now, but, yes you, Granger are my mate. I swear I am not joking it just happened I had no control over it," he revealed.

Hermione's mind blanked out as her hand unknowingly reached for her wand on the bedside table.

"Granger?! What are you doing?" Malfoy asked scared for his life when he saw the brunette grab her wand with a crazy look in her eyes.

"I am your mate now, am I?" Hermione asked in a light, creepy voice as she started advancing towards the scared blonde who was almost double her size.

Malfoy let out a screech as he barely dodged a spell thrown by Hermione.

For the first time in his pampered life, he prayed, "Dear Salazar...AHH..save me!"

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