My Mate

My Mate

Chapter Two: The Letter




Draco Malfoy was twenty-two years old.

Twenty-two years old and he
had the freedom of a fifteen year old.

There were times when he had to physically
restrain himself from literally strangling
his father.

Lucius Malfoy was a sick, vicious, bastard.

Draco had found himself on the receiving end
of his cane more than once. After he graduated
from Hogwarts, Lucius had let up on the beatings.

Draco still wasn’t sure why that was. But Lucius
had a mo for for everything he did. Perhaps it
was because he knew that Draco wouldn’t have stood
for it much longer.

Maybe it was because he knew that Draco was
almost as powerful as Lucius hif. f.

Whatever the reason, Draco didn’t have to fear
for himself anymore.

Only his mother.

Narcissa Malfoy was the strongest person he knew.
Only someone with vast amounts of strength
could live with a monster like Lucius Malfoy
for twenty-three years and not lose their will
or their soul.

Narciss had not only lived with him, but had
managed to protect Draco as best she could.

On many occasions she had interceded for him
and when he was younger had taken many of the
beatings herself.

The contempt Lucius had for Narcissa was palpable.
Now that they knew for certain, the veela blood was dominant in Draco, his father had been more spiteful and vicious to his mother.

Draco had been trying to devise a plan for rescuing
his mother for the past six months.

In the meantime, he was working in one of his father’s companies. He supposed Lucius was grooming him to take over.

Voldemort had been killed about a year ago, but Lucius, lucky bastard that he was, managed to weasel his way out of Azkaban yet again.

Draco had been a very deep cover spy for the Order; the only people who knew were Dumbledore and Snape. Thankfully Lucius had no idea that Draco had been working with
the Order.

While everyone was overjoyed at Voldemort’s demise, Draco still felt, anxious. Uneasy.

There was still evil lurking. He could feel it.
Whether it was just his father, or something
else, he wasn’t sure.

Something wasn’t right though.

He needed to get his mother out of Lucius’ power.
With that in mind, he was leaving for Hogwarts
tomorrow to speak with Dumbledore about sending her to the safety of the school. Luc Lucius wouldn’t be able to touch her there.

Draco looked up from where he was staring at the fireplace as Hades, his ebony owl, swooped over his head and dropped a letter in his lap.

It had the Hogwarts seal.

Mr. Malfoy,

I have received your letter and
will await your arrival tomorrow
at eleven o’clock.


Sincerely,

Albus Dumbledore


Draco smiled grimly. He hadn’t been back to Hogwarts since his graduation.

So far, he hadn’t caught any sign of his mate. It was extremely nerve wracking not knowing when or where he might find his woman.

All he knew was that it would hit hard and fast.

He hadn’t been able to talk to his mother about it.
Lucius had kept her secluded for the past few weeks
and Draco had only seen her at dinners.

Narcissa was fading.

He could see it in the weariness reflected in her eyes,
the tightness of her mouth, and the way her skin was beginning to hang on her bones.

Draco clenched his fist. He would not let
his mother become another victim of his father’s
malicious plans.

Dumbledore had to help him. Narcissa’s life
depended on it.

So tomorrow, he would be off for Hogwarts.


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co wco will meet Ginny in the next chapter. Hopefully this was longer.