Veela's Heart(Me and RedRose's RP only )

[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.

[RedRose4]

The new year came around so quickly, Harry could barely believe it. Hogwarts-the school of Witchcraft and Wizardry- wasn‘t a place he was greatly anticipating, truthfully, he felt his stomach turn from being a bit nervous about returning. The only thing that made him feel a bit cheery was having the chance to see his meet his friends, and also have the chance to leave the place he unfortunately called ‘home’.
A loud sound snapped Harry out of his thoughts, hurrying over to the steam train before it got the chance to leave, and holding just a small bag of his belongings in his right hand. Platform 9 ¾ , he still wasn’t completely used to traveling inside of the locomotive, especially this year without the immediate presence of Hermione and Ron. He had to try and find them in one of the compartments.

Harry Potter, the infamous boy who lived had a little secret. On top of everything he already was going through, he was also a veela, something he had to figure out over the years with the help of school and books. Because of the lack of knowledge of his parents, Harry wasn’t sure if he’d find out if he was pureblood, or half-blooded, in fact he made a few guesses with most of the things about the veela. It was obvious that he was submissive, that he still didn’t have a mate, and that this year he’d find his mate, he had to try.
Gripping his bag tighter, Harry made his way towards the compartment, peeking inside a few only to see people already accommodating it. With a deep breath, he began to walk a little further down in hopes that maybe he’d find Hermione and Ron waiting for him inside one of them. It was too bad they couldn’t meet up beforehand, if it weren’t for being late they would’ve by now.

[AzumeK]

Draco acted his normal self, all a mask as he snorted as Pansy tried to cuddle to him and started her rant about when she's be Mrs. Malfoy. Dracos eyes hardened and tore his arm from her grip "Pansy, I would not lower myself to you, you know this!" He stated with a slight hiss and began to talk to Blaise about Quiddich when he heard the door open and a scent so wonderfully powerful hit his nose making him turn to see who was his mate. Stormy silver met avada green as his heart dropped, not because of disgust but of awe as his mouth dropped at the sight of his beautiful Sub. "My god" He breathed out as he stood, ignoring the jibes his fellow Sytherins made his mind and focus soley on his Mate.

[RedRose4]

At the end of the corridor, Harry nearly fell when the train began to move, feeling incredibly clumsy due to the lack of transportation he had been taking recently. Clearing his throat in hopes that no one saw, he opened one last compartment door in hopes that his friends would be inside, but instead...something else happened.
It felt like a wave that washed through Harry, his body tingled all over and his lungs nearly compressed from the scent filling the small space. Frozen at the door he was in front of, Harry parted his lips to speak, but couldn’t manage a single word.
His eyes snapped to Draco, knowing instantly that the feeling he was experiencing had to have been a part of being a Veela. Or at least he hoped so because he hadn’t experienced it ever before.

“Wrong one, I’m sorry.” Harry spoke quickly, trying to look away from Draco but nearly stumbling out yet again from his eyes being glued to him. What was wrong with him? A Slytherin. He couldn’t dare have a mate belonging to slytherin, and Draco at that.

[AzumeK]

Draco saw Harry begin to stumble and wanted to rush and check him over, but surprise had him frozen. Once out of sight Draco flew on instinct and rushed out to find his Mate. Rushing to him before speaking "Harry!" He said softly, not wanting to spook the boy. His body felt like it was on air and he wanted to dance at the fact he found his mate. But as luck would have it the mudblood and weasel showed up and pointed their wands at the platinum blond, making him growl low in his throat softly, only loud enough for Harry's export hearing to catch. His eyes turning to their liquid silver as he felt threatened, his glamor flickered very faintly, not enough for Granger and Weasley to see but for a Veela it would be felt and seen. His normal thoughts were starting to dim as instinct to protect flared to a high. His irrational mind thought they would take his Mate from him, and Veelas only got one chance at love, one mate for life.

[RedRose4]

Finally being able to leave, Harry found himself breathing quickly. What was that feeling? Why…Why Malfow? Before he could get anywhere, his body stopped him when he heard the simple sound of Draco’s voice. Impossible to ignore, Harry turned to look at him, his body swooning but his mind racing despite the inner Veela within him wanting to spring out.
Then, he noticed how Draco reacted. Hearing that low growl, the way he looked, and then a sudden sensation yet again went through him. Glamor, it wasn’t something Harry experienced but it was spine tingling reaction that went through his entire body. The dark haired wizard held back a moan, his body feeling a bit uneasy.
Before his friends could come to his aid, Harry took cautious steps towards Draco, his body trembling and his eyes looking in all directions to the people around them. What could he say that would stop him from completely showing who, or what he really was? With his own body battling with itself, Harry finally managed to speak.
“D…Draco. I need a word with you. Alone.” He said while looking at Hermione and Ron with slight wonder, would they allow him to be alone with him? Better yet would they suspect anything?
"I'll be careful, I promise." Harry said to them both. He had his wand, but even so, he doubted he would allow himself to hurt Draco now.

[AzumeK]

Draco's focus immediately went to Harry and he nodded and reached for his mate's hand, ignoring calls from Harry's and his own friends. His silver eyes not dimming as he pulled the green eyed angel into the bathroom they had been near and locked it with the strongest locking spell and put up a privacy ward so no one could spy on them. "There, No one will be able to enter or hear" He said, his chest puffing with pride of giving his Mate what he had asked for. His eyes danced as they met with its mates. There was a warmth there "I was hoping Id find you" He said honestly.

[RedRose4]

Being pulled into the bathroom made Harry look rather perplexed, although seeing Draco casting the spells and explaining what he had done, it all made sense. Of course his body had similar effects as the man in front of him, but Harry was so much in shock…Draco was the person destined for him? How was that even possible…
Looking at Draco when he spoke, Harry wasn’t able to say a crude remark back, not having the strength to get upset right now, seeing his Mate despite how opposite they were made him so..happy. Instead, Harry took low, deep breath and began to speak.
“We’re veela? Destined together.” Harry whispered, as if the words weren’t possible coming from his mouth. “You don’t hate me?” He then asked, knowing how they were in the past, and now…now it could all be changed in just a few seconds?
It felt so strange, to be thinking things when he felt so happy, his mind, his body and his spirit. It was as if a spell was cast on him and nothing that was happening was real.

[AzumeK]

Draco tilted his head as he listened to Hary's questions. "Im a half veela"He admitted softly and looked on with shining silver eyes. "And no I never did 'hate' you... You wouldn't be my friend... How else was I suppose to get close?" HE questioned softly and looked away. "Plus... I was jealous of weasel and you.." He sighed and sat on the ground, back to the wall as he leaned on it. "I know we haven't been on even ground... But we only have one mate... And I wont chance it falling away... I don't want to end up like my Father" He admitted lightly

[RedRose4]

Half-Veela. Harry looked at Draco, noticing the colour of his eyes and finding himself in a trance, unable to look away even as he spoke. Glancing at the ground, Harry shook his head when asked how else he could get close. It wasn’t something he should, or would do. Slytherin is bad enough, but Draco?

Standing next to him, Harry took another few moments to look at Draco until he mentioned Ron, or more like the nickname he chose for him. Instead of getting angry and pissed off, Harry said in a rather calm voice. “His name’s Ron.” he mumbled, not wanting to yell, not being able to in the presence of his dominant mate.
“So you want us to be something? To coexist?” Harry asked, slowly sitting down beside him and glancing at the other man. “You realize how difficult it’ll be to have someone from Gryffindor and Slytherin to be together?” He asked in a calmed voice similar to Draco’s, seeing that instead of being repulsed by him he was beginning to feel desire and admiration towards him.