[AzumeK]

Eyes born of a color that so unlike normal, a ocean of silver watched as their holder sat in a compartment of a train called 9 3/4's a train set to embark to a school of magic. A boy who wasn't sure if he should go yet the yearning he had to find his mate was to strong and he had to go, that and added no one of his line ever shied away from a challenge or hid away. This boy was Draco Malfoy. His blue-gray eyes that bordered on liquid silver if he got angry enough watched the door as he waited for his fellow snakes to arrive. It was his forth year and he was now proudly 15. It wasn't a true secret why he was a year older than his hole year. But it was because of his health, he had special and very sought after creature blood within his family line and which made him very sickly as a child. No one spoke of this and many didn't even know, but the creature blood of his family was veela blood. Veelas were creatures of beauty that had a bit of a nasty side to them, they were also known matchmakers though most with this specific blood didn't use it. Draco himself was only a half-blooded vela. It ment he had a mate but couldn't transform into the full ugly bird of anger that this creature was known for, but he did have enough to have wings and have a power known as an allure. An allure is a power that has more to due with scent then actual power. Allure is a way to attract those who are straight or gay. Only those who were straight males would be amune. Sighing Draco hide his true body with a glamor, contrary to belief he was not an attention seeker, he was just a boy who had to hide due to his parents past mistakes. He wasn't dark nor did he like the dark, veelas were light creatures and could never be dark, nor have dark masters. His father was also a veela though due to a mistake he took a mark of dark and that make trapt his fathers veela within him. Draco didn't want that, not being able to find his true mate and having to suffer through a bond his grandfather forced his father into was not a life Draco wanted to emulate, given he loves his father and is more closer to him than he ever had been with his own mother, Draco didn't want his life to hold that much pain. He wanted his mate, he didn't care who it was he wanted to spoil him and make sure he was happy. Pushing his thoughts aside as his 'friends' joined him in their compartment and began whinning about going back and having to deal with gryffindors for another hole year.