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Harry Potter was sitting in another boring class of potions, listening to Slughorn's lecture, when an elegant paper swan hit the side of his head. Out of curiosity, he opened it to find handwriting as near as the folding.
Meet me at the astronomy tower at 23:00. I must tell you something. No questions asked.
Harry just glanced at him, questioning his sanity. Malfoy? Want to see him? His rival. His adversary. His foe. He pulled out a piece of parchment and a quill, writing back-
I question your sanity. Why do to you want to meet me? Is this some sort of trick?
He crumpled it up and threw it at Malfoy when Slughorn had his back turned. Malfoy scanned over it and turned to Harry, mouthing 'Just please come?'
It was a trick, it had to be. Just trying to trick him into coming so that Filch would catch him and he would get a detention. What did Malfoy want to tell him? That is, if he was actually going to tell him something. Maybe he was just going to laugh at him for showing up. Or maybe..... No! no no no no no NO!!!
Now that would be absurd!
He guessed he'd just have to wait and see.
Harry stood outside of the astronomy tower, his thoughts battling, trying to decide if he should go meet Malfoy. He glanced at his watch. 22:58. Well, he should probably go in. He clutched his invisibility cloak tighter, and pushed the door open.
Malfoy say on the floor and looked up at the empty doorway. He smirked. "Have a seat, Potter."
Harry hesitated before sitting down across from him. He knew he heard Malfoy say something under his breath. It was either, 'If you don't, you might fall from shock.' or, 'God, I really want to suck your cock!' He couldn't tell though.
Harry leaned back, supporting his weight on his arms. Trying to hide the fact that he was shaking all over. I'm going to be raped, I'm going to be raped, I'm going to be raped, someone save me!!!!
Malfoy took a deep breath and looked at Harry. "Oh, how do i say this?" he mumbled. Then he started speaking a language Harry didn't even know. "Potter, je sais que cela peut être u choc pour vous, mais je suis un Veela et vous êtes mon compagnon. Je n'ai pas eu á choisir, donc, je suis vraiment dèsolé. Si vous me refusez, je peux mourir. Je suis obligé de mourir, et je ne veux pas mourir! Donc, s'il vous plait, Potter, si vous aimez, ne me laisse pas mourir."
The only words Harry could understand in that sentence were, Potter, compagnon, and Veela...
That can't be good.
"Malfoy," He said. "English please. I didn't understand anything you just said. "
Malfoy took another deep breath and restarted. "Potter, I know this may be a shock to you, but i am a Veela, and you are my mate. I did not get to choose, so, I am truly sorry. If you reject me, i can die. I'm forced to die, and i don't want to die! So please, Potter, if you care, don't let me die!"
Harry just sat there, trying to comprehend what was just said to him. What about Ginny? She was his girlfriend. Now he's being told he's Malfoy's mate?
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Malfoy? A Veela?Fanfiction
Draco Malfoy has some shocking news for his arch enemy, Harry Potter, but once it is shared, what will they become? Will they they slowly become friends? will they be more? Or will what is supposed to be turn into a tragic despair?