The Veelas

The Veela 06

Draco groaned. He rolled over. He opened his eyes slowly, but he closed them. He was lying in bed. He placed his hand on his face. He had no classes today since it was Saturday, and he was glad. He had to think about everything.

"Draco!" a voice hissed. Draco could not recognize whom the voice belonged to, but it definitely was not one of his roommate's voices. It was a girl's.

"Draco!" the voice hissed again. Draco rolled over again to make the voice go away. He fell off the bed. He groaned again.

"What?" he mumbled.

"Good morning to you too," said the voice grumpily. Draco opened his eyes. The voice, he recognized it, but it could not be. Hermione? Draco looked up at the person. He sighed.

"Morning Emily." She was fully dressed.

"Draco I-"

"Emily," Draco cut her off. "Did we, er, did we spend the night together?"

"No, you weren't at breakfast so I came up to see you."

"How did you get the password?"

"I did some talking," Emily said smiling mischievously. Draco collapsed onto the floor. Then he remembered. The dream.

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Draco walked briskly towards the library. He could remember every detail of the dream. It had started out with him and Hermione in the library, and then they kissed. Draco had told her that he loved her, and she walked away. Then she too had come and told him that she had feelings for him. (A/N Yep, that's right all that stuff in the last chapter and part of the chapter before that was a dream! The entire last chapter was a dream and some of the chapter before that. I know that is kind of confusing, but I changed my mind and I wanted to not have D/H that soon)

It had been an extremely vivid dream. It was not the truth though. It was only a mere dream. A dream meant nothing. Especially one with Hermione in it, like that.

Draco thought about the dream he had had before this one.

"Do you, Hermione Elizabeth Granger, take the, Draco Collingsworth Malfoy, as your lawfully wedded husband to have and to hold, to love and to cherish to death do you part?"

Draco screamed inside his head. His dreams were completely taking over his life! And for what? Hermione? Was she worth it? He was a Malfoy, a veela. He could have anyone. Anyone.

"I do," Hermione whispered. Draco grinned lifted up her veil and kissed Hermione. People stood up and began to clap.

Draco had to stop thinking about this. It was Hermione. Hermione, the girl that was best friends with Harry Potter. Hermione, the girl who was a muggle. Hermione, the Gryffindor. But, it the same respect it was Hermione....

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Hermione watched Harry and Ron up on their brooms. She thought about what Draco had asked her in the hospital wing.

"Are you afraid of flying?" Draco asked randomly.

"What?" Hermione asked.

And here she was again, watching people do the thing she despised. Why should she? Just because they were her friends did not mean that she had to do everything because of them. She stood up and walked inside.

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When Draco saw Hermione the first time after his dream, his palms were sweaty, basically he felt flustered.

"Hello," Hermione said smiling.

"Hi," Draco croaked. "How, how are you?"

"I'm fine. You?"

"Good." Draco could have slapped himself. He felt so stupid to act like this. It was just Hermione. He had a girlfriend.

"I'm breaking up with Emily," Draco blurted out.

"What?" Hermione asked.

"I am breaking up with Emily and I need your help," Draco replied.