Malfoy\'s Mate

Chapter 4

Hermione’s Wings

Hermione was led into a circle within a circle. Albus Dumbore stood to the east. He was at least 25 meters away. His wand was out. He had lowered the wards when Narcissa and Hermione had approached. Narcissa told her to step inside the circle that faced the forbidden forest and to be careful not to break the circle. She admonished her about stepping out of the circle. Narcissa stepped well back. Dumbledore set the wards on her circle as soon as she was safely in.

Hermione looked around. All of her professors, Narcissa, Lucius, Arthur, Charlie, and Bill Weasley as well as several other people she did not know were present. They were closer to 100 meters away. She picked most of them out by shape. All except the Weasleys. Their red heads glowed. She looked to Dumbledore and he gave her a smile.

Hermione was nervous. Everyone was watching her while they were waiting for Malfoy to show. She thought it would be just like him to make a grand entrance.

As soon as the thought was complete, flapping could be heard in the distance. All eyes turned to the sky.

Out of the forbidden forest arose a golden winged beast. The sun that had just set was glinting off the enormous wings. The beast rose straight up in the air and then the head was cocked to one side. Almost as if he had caught scent of his prey. Hermione struggled to hold in a sob. She knew that she was his prey. She also knew that if she lost her wits now, that Malfoy would have her as his slave…forever. She struggled to compose herself as the Veela flew into the circle.

Directly over the circle but still in midair a transformation started to take place. The Veela started to writhe and cry in pain. The sound was heart wrenching, even to Hermione. The golden eyes met hers. They were beseeching her, loving her, commanding her. Hermione started forward when with one great tug, the Veela fell into one circle and Malfoy into the other.

Hermione gasped. There in front of her stood the Malfoy of her school days. The ice cold blue gray eyes. He even had the smirky sneer on his face as he looked at her. The one that said she was not now, nor ever would be, good enough to socialize with him. Oh yea. He didn’t want to socialize with her just fuck her several times a day and keep her isolated. Her spine stiffened. She would do what she had to do.

She turned her head to look at the Veela. The Veela without Malfoy’s humanity, such as it was, was an animal. The huge wings were folded behind it’s back. The feet were talons with huge glinting nails. Hermione shuddered. There was no doubt that Veelas were birds of prey. Her eyes raised and she blushed blood red. The Veela was exceptionally well endowed and it appeared as if he liked her…a lot. The hands of the Veela was separate from the wings. This surprised Hermione for some reason. The hands were grasping trying to find a way to her.

Hermione looked up into the face of the Veela. The beak too shocked her. She knew the Veela at the World Cup had appeared to be bird like. But this was an actual bird beast. He had wings, talons, and a beak. She was going to have to have relations with an animal? Hermione was getting very agitated. Her eyes lifted to the beautiful golden orbs and she gasped. In the animals eyes were lust but also concern. It could feel her distress and was disturbed by it. It made a soft noise deep in its throat. It almost sounded like cooing. The sound was comforting.

Malfoy’s loud voice broke their gaze. “Stop pandering to her. She will be ours in a few minutes anyway. ” When the soft cooing didn’t stop. Draco went crazy. “Stop it. STOP IT. I will not have you making goo goo eyes at her and ruining everything I’ve set in motion. Without me you wouldn’t have a chance to have her.”

Hermione snapped her head around to Draco. “I realize that I no longer have a choice. You did. You chose me. WHY?” Hermione sobbed out the last word.

Draco with his nose in the air said quite clearly. “Veelas are attracted to strength. You are the strongest witch that I have ever met. You are healthy and beautiful. You should be able to give me many sons. Funny really. All I ever wanted was a family like the Weasleys.”

Malfoy clapped his hand over his mouth and stared at Hermione in horror. Why had he just said that.

The Veela laughed. It was eerily human like.

Professor Dumbledore had come to the outskirts of the circle. All 3 participants were sealed within. None could leave. None could get in.

“Within the circles there will be no lies. The truth will be told by all.”

The Veela spoke and Hermione was shocked yet again. “Veelas are attracted to strength which is why I chose you. Ask Draco why he did.”

Hermione turned to Draco. He had a very pissed look on his face. He was glaring at the Veela.


Draco couldn’t figure out a way to put a spin on his answer so the pure truth emerged from his lips. Perhaps for the first time in his life.

“I noticed you on our first trip to Hogwarts. I wanted to be friends with you, but I saw Longbottom looking at you funny. I took that hideous toad of his. It kept him thinking about something other than you. When you were sorted and I heard your name I knew you had to be a ½ blood or a muggle born.

Shortly thereafter, you had attached yourself to the best known wizard of our age Saint Potter and Weasley. I went as far as to speak to Lucius about you in that first summer. I was told to stay away from you that you were a filthy mud blood. Lucius also said that if he found out I had been talking to you that he would have to take care of you. Crabbe and Goyle often told my father things that I wish that they would not. He rewarded them to keep them spying on me.

That is why I had to be deliberately cruel to you. I received rewards for making you cry.

When you struck me in third year, I almost came on myself. You voluntarily touched me.
However, I still didn’t realize that I was a Veela, but I knew that one day you would be mine. In fourth year I saw Krum kissing you. I knew he was leaving so I didn’t feel threatened until Weasley was taking such a fit about you visiting him over the summer. Did you ever wonder why Krum stopped writing to you? He was quite smitten by you. We fought. I won. He was under wizards oath to never seek you out or to write to you beyond a casual missive. He could never tell the terms of our arrangement.

Krum was too close a call. I put a repelling spell on you. It was only activated if it could detect Male pheromones.

This was in addition to the distracting spell I placed on you in second year. Anyone who was interested in you would become distracted by something else. I believe that is why Longbottom always did so poorly in potions. You were his partner for the years he took the class. I also believe that is why Weasley acted so incompetent around you. There was no apparent difference in Potter. Either he didn’t view you that way or the spell had no effect on him. It’s hard to tell about Potter.”

He paused and struggled with himself. Finally words burst from his mouth as if he could not control himself.

“I knew that despite everything we would be together. If I had not been a Veela I would probably have found a way to woo you. You were destined to be mine. One way or another.” The last had andominous ring to it.

Hermione could not believe that as early as second year he had marked her for his own. Hermione gulped. His explanation of the distracting charm was almost unbelievable. Yet it explained so much. (Why Neville could pass his Potion OWLS when he held the all time record for melted cauldrons.)

He had been attracted to her all of those years?

Professor Dumbledore said, “Now is the time for the Veela and Draco to tell you Hermione what they will not gift to you.”

Hermione trembled.

The Veela spoke first, “I will concede non of our sexual prowess to you.”

Hermione acknowledged that. It was basically what Narcissa had told her to expecet.

Draco said, “I will concede non of our power to you.”

Hermione acknowledged him. This was also along the lines of what Narcissa had told her to expect.

Now it was her turn.

Professor Dumbledore said. “Hermione please tell both of them what you will not gift.”

Hermione thought carefully. “I will not concede my free will.”

Draco and the Veela objected that her free will would be a conflict to his power or the Veelas sexual control.

A blazing fire sprang up between the three. Dumbledore spoke, “A dispute has been issued. All three must place your hand in the fire. The last side to withdraw will win the dispute.”

Hermione steeled herself. She placed her hand in the fire at the exact moment the other two did. The Veela winced and Draco grasped the Veelas arm that was still in the fire. He held it steady. Cold blue met molten gold. “We cannot loose.”

Hermione could feel her arm blistering. She could smell the hair on her arm as it burnt away. She shuddered and fell to her knees, her arm was still in the fire. Draco pulled his arm out as soon as he saw Hermione fall. When he realized that her arm was still in the fire he swore and urged the Veela to not give up. “She will be able to defy us everywhere but with sexual favors and power.”

The Veela pulled his arm out of the fire. Draco growled at him. “Why?”

The Veela answered simply, “Sex and power are everything. She has won nothing!”

Hermione heard them and smiled inwardly. A small victory, but a victory none the less.

Dumbledore cast healing spells into the circle. Each arm was now back to it’s prior state.

Any debates on the actual gifts were settled by an outside mediator. Namely Dumbledore.

Dumbledore spoke. “Draco you and the Veela now get to ask Hermione for one gift each. After the request all parties will remain quiet until a decision is made.”

This time Draco went first. “I want the gift of honored promises.” Hermione gasped. Draco smirked. Dumbledore thought carefully and said, “Granted“. The force of the gift brought her to her knees. She actually felt a yoke of obedience fall on her. Draco was smiling very smugly.

The Veela spoke quietly so only the 4 could hear. “I want the gift of many children.”
Dumbledore said, “Granted.” immediately.
Hermione felt a tingling sensation in her lower stomach. She now knew without a doubt that she would be knocked up before this night was over.

“Hermione now it is your turn. You may receive one gift each from them.”

Hermione was thinking furiously. Her head was buzzing. So many possibilities. So little time to devote to each. Which was the best. Which one?

Hermione turned to Draco, “I want the gift of love.”

Dumbledore had a considering look on his face and then said, “Granted.”

A warm comforting feeling came over Draco. In just a few more minutes this lovely witch would be his wife. She was every thing he had ever wanted. He would love her and protect her and keep her close to his side.

Hermione smiled at him and he smiled back. A genuine smile no smirk. Hermione felt the yoke of obedience lift. Not completely but to a comfortable level. She would still have to obey him, but he would be more thoughtful with his orders.

She turned to the Veela. “I want the gift of always caring for my children.”
Dumbledore quickly granted that gift also.

The Veela cooed as if it was pleased at her request.

Narcissa’s words had been heard and taken to heart. Hermione had made the best of what she had been given.

Now was the time to pay.

“Each of you place your right hands together.” As they complied Dumbledore started the ceremony. In what seemed like just a moment. Their hands were bound with cords. The cords broke and became rings. They were married.

Draco and the Veela stepped out of the circle toward Hermione and they immediately merged into one. Hermione watched the change in trepidation. She turned to run and Malfoy er Draco told her to STOP.

Of course she did. She had no choice. He came up to her and as soon as she could smell him she had no desire to run. Why should she run? He loved her. He only wanted to complete the binding.

Draco or the Veela, (Now that they were one, once again she wasn’t sure how to address them. Him?.)

He walked up to her and enfolded her in his arms. His wings lifted them off of the ground. They soared into the air. His wings were easily holding them aloft. There was a cool draft just enough to let him ride it.

Hermione was clinging tightly to him. Her head was buried in his neck , her hands were squeezing his neck and her legs were wrapped around his waist. She was clinging so tightly she was actually causing him some discomfort. He remembered she didn’t like heights. That struck him as funny and he laughed into her hair.

One arm came up and moved one side of the Sarong across her head. The piece of fabric was now only on one shoulder.

Their height difference was exaggerated. She felt almost too small to be a full grown witch. Her heat on his belly was causing him to loose control. He must complete the mating and the marking now.

His hands gently touched her waist and as he gently cooed to her he pushed her body down his. This was no easy task with the grip she had on him.

When she felt something other than her Sarong touching her inner thighs she opened her eyes. He wiggled her body down a few more inches and the head was flirting with her opening.

Hermione was clenching so tightly that she was going to cause damage to herself. Draco felt of her slit. She was wet enough. He knew it wasn’t from desire. Fear could get the bodies juices flowing just as well. That was something his father had taught him.

Draco took time to try to soothe her. “This must be done, and it must be done now. Relax your legs some. A little more. Good. Now I’m going to slide you down a little more. Are you ready?” Hermione shook her head NO rather violently.

Draco said. “It is time. Don’t fight me. It will hurt but for a little while, and soon we will be a family.”

As soon as Hermione’s legs loosed from around his waist he pushed down on her hips and thrust up into her deeply. In one move he had entered her. She cried out. It felt like he had ripped her in half. She sobbed and cried. He didn’t have the heart to tell her he only had the head in. He gave her another moment to try to calm down and then he could wait no longer. He sheathed himself inside of her. Her howl of pain could be heard from the ground ..and from the top of the Astronomy Tower.

The Veela completely took over and started to pound her body up and down on his erection. He was swerving lightly back and forth. Hermione’s sarong had slipped completely off of her shoulder and was now only attached to her arm. The people on the Astronomy Tower had a perfect few of the Veela’s exceedingly large penis thrusting in and out. The Veela started to fly erratically. Hermione would gasp and clench tighter to remain attached. The sensation of her clenching him within her body was maddening.

Soon long fingers were pumping in and out of her hole. They were keeping the same rhythm as the mating. Within a few minutes the Veela rose up so high that they were mere pinpoints. Suddenly, a light that rivaled the sun shone from both of their bodies. They slowly drifted back toward the ground.

Before they could touch the ground the Veela had to bend at a very awkward angle to catch one of Hermione’s breast between his elongated fangs. He bit so hard that blood was soon running down his chin.

Hemione screamed and started clawing at the Veela. When escape wasn’t possible she bit his shoulder and drew blood of her own. The light that had hovered around them, illuminating their every act was suddenly 10 times as bright as before. They hung suspended in mid air

Joined at the hips and my their mouths. Each was drinking from the other.

The ceremony was complete. The mating was complete. The marking was complete.

In a very loud voice Dumbledore proclaimed.

“I give you Draco and Hermione Malfoy.”

The Veela made a bow as if to acknowledge everyone who had come to witness their union. Then with Hermione legs still firmly attached around his waist he started flying towards the forest.

Half way there they could see the undulations of the Veela. He was once more claiming his mate.

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Fred and George were practically panting from the moment Hermione stepped inside of the circle. Why had they never noticed how sexy she was.

They spent the time waiting for Draco to show up by checking her out. Inch by inch. The boys each had a spy glass. They had several that they sold for a Galleon each to anyone who was interested in getting a better view of the proceedings.

George had placed a spell to project the participants voice inside their bubble atop the Astronomy Tower.

He looked around. Standing room only. This was going to be a very lucrative year for the Weasleys.

Ginny was the first to spot the Veela flying out of the forest. “There he is. Over there.” Everyone was awed by the beauty that the creature projected.

Harry was shifting around uncomfortably. Fred noticed and decided that tonight he would do a little match making. With Malfoy out of the picture Harry was one of the wealthiest wizards their age. If he out-lived The Dark Lord then money would never be a problem. It wouldn’t hurt to have someone like that as a brother-in-law.

Fred moved beside of Harry and made general chitchat. He could sympathize. To have that beautiful creature as your best friend and to never even notice. It would make him sick too. They should all open their eyes and see what was under their nose before it was too late. Fred called Ginny over and told her to stand in front of him as she was shorter. This put the two side by side.

His attention was brought back to the circle as the Veela and Malfoy separated. The children on the rooftop did not understand the gifting. Ginny quickly filled them in.

When the three arms were put in the fire they all gasped. When Hermione emerged the victor against a Veela and Malfoy it could hardly be believed, and all but the Slytherins cheered.

They watched as the cords turned into rings. Then the mergence of Draco and the Veela. Things heated up when he took them into the air. They were almost right in front of them. They could see Hermione clinging to the Veela. They caught a glimpse of her face as the Veela moved the sarong.

Everyone on the Astronomy Tower had a full view of Hermione’s assets… and the Veelas. Ron started to shout. Harry looked like he was in a trance. Neville looked sick, but Crabbe was the strangest of all. He was looking into a mirror as if they would turn into a basilisk. George noticed he had his other hand down his pants. If he didn’t want to watch Hermione he would have embarrassed the boy for wanking in public.

Ginny and most of the rest of the population were focused on the Veela’s penis. It was an enormous size. The length had to be 15 inches and the girth was massive. He was hung like a centaur.

Pansy was heard to say. “He never had THAT when we were together.”

They watched in fascination as the Veela forced Hermione’s body to slide down his trunk. They could hear the frightened noises she was making and the soft cooing? That seemed to come from Malfoy.

When he penetrated her she screamed and almost everyone winced in sympathy. In a few moments when she screamed again, the sound was amplified and bounced off the walls of the bubble. It was a horrifically agonized scream. Several of the girls were pressing their legs together just at the thought of an invasion of that magnitude.

The first burst of light caused some ohhs and ahhs. The second was actually painful. The students on the Astronomy Tower felt like they had sunburns.

When they started to fly away still joined someone made a comment about Hermione being open for business.

Ginny said, “The Veela will stay connected to her until she is pregnant. His appetite is insatiable. A large population of the Male Veela will actually fuck themselves and their mates to death.”

Everyone turned to look at Ginny. They couldn’t believe she had just said that. She was embarrassed when she realized she had everyone’s attention. To distract them and prove her point she pointed to the Veela. He was obviously mating again.

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The pain had been incredible. Worse even then the sodomy. Well the one when she was awake. The other was kind of blurred.

She could feel a wetness between her legs. How anything could escape from around that large prick she had no clue. She could feel it seeping down her legs. She tried to move and unclench her legs. As soon as she did Draco stopped and flew up and plunged to the ground in a quick series of aerials. That had her wrapping her legs tightly around his waist and clinging to him. The feel of her clenching him made the Veela have to take her again.

He was fast and furious. He wanted to get his mate to the place he had prepared.

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The display of the sexual prowess was arousing to all who had witnessed. Harry turned to Ginny and they bashfully looked at each other. Harry looked at Ginny like he had never seen her before. He dropped his eyes and said, “Ginny I like you and I don’t want to loose you.

Fred had Angelina and George was eyeing Katie. It seems like most of the ‘watchers’ were now participants. George quickly rushed everyone back to their rooms. He didn’t want them to get caught. He removed the spell from the Astronomy Tower. He and Fred took their girls to the room of requirement. They were going to play Veela and Virgin.

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Malfoy landed. Hemione was so thankful. Heights really did unnerve her. She turned her head and saw they were in the tallest tree in the Forbidden Forrest. She shuddered and pushed her face back into Draco’s shirt.

He had noticed her reactions. Before they left the tree Hermione would no longer be as scared of flying. He grinned.

Hermione asked, “Why are we here? Why in the Forbidden Forest? Malfoy is scared of the forbidden forest.”

He caught her chin in his hand and made her look at him. “The sky is the true mating ground of the Veela. While we can resume a more conventional love life latter, for now this is where we must be.

I have prepared a lovers nest for us. We will stay here while the rest of the binding takes place. You have a few more changes that you will experience.”

His hands moved to her belly. “I swear by my life that you will be carrying a little Veela by the time we leave here.”

Hermione tried to pull away from Draco. He had been inside her for so long that he was beginning to feel permanent. Draco told her to stop. And she did.

“The final part of the mating cannot take place anywhere except in privacy. Outsiders have never and will never know what is about to take place.”

Draco laid down and quickly tumbled Hermione until she was under him.

Hermione realized that she was in a real nest. Sort of. It was lined with fur and felt very luxurious.

Draco pulled out of Hermione. The first time since he took her virginity. She felt odd when he left. Empty. Incomplete.

Draco chanted a spell. Hermione could not have told you one word that he said. She was too wrapped up in just watching his face. He plucked 2 end feathers from his wings. He told her to roll over where she would be lying on the lip of the nest. The fur was very soft here. Just as Draco had planned.

This was the real mating. Not the one put on for show.

He spread her legs and brought his cock up against her checks. Hermione tensed. Which would be worse?

Draco commanded her. “You may not move from this position. You must stay on your knees. Hands gripping the sides. You don’t want to fall out do you?”

Hermione shook her head NO.

Draco guided himself into Hermione. He plunged in and almost out several times. In a moment she felt pressure on her arse. She very quickly realized that it was not his fingers. She tensed and unlike other times he did not tell her what to do. When the pain intensified she bore down as she had done before. It hurt but not nearly as badly.

Draco was pumping into her. She was filled front and back. She tried to turn her head and the beak of the Veela snapped at her neck. It caught her in a very secure but not painful grip and would not turn her loose.

The Veela continued to pound into her.

Hemione’s mind was blown. Two? How? She started to feel pleasure. She starting rocking her hips to his rhythm. She suddenly felt like she would explode with pleasure and she did. Just as she came Draco screamed out his own pleasure and Hermione could feel what Draco felt. She felt herself all around his penis. It was a very odd sensation. Pleasurable but odd.

Draco could feel Hermione reaching her peak. The bond was complete. Her juices flowed freely over his penis setting the spikes. They were successfully knotted. He could feel Hermione coming down from her orgasm. Quickly he took the two feathers that he had plucked from either wing and firmly jabbed them into her shoulder blades. The quill end of the feather had to go deep enough to set. The pain was intense and Draco shared the pain with her. He cleared his mind and began to chant the ancient incantation that would give his mate wings.

Draco saw new feathers start to sprout from her shoulder blades before he too lost consciousness.

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Severus walked into his dungeons. Watching the mating had left him extremely horny. He leered as he opened the door. This time he actually had someone to take care of his needs. She would learn to enjoy him in time.

He walked over to the sleeping witch and quickly poured a potion down her throat. He massaged her throat to make sure she swallowed it all. He then went over and ordered tea. He drank almost two full cups before he brought the cup over. He took a mouth full of tea and bent to kiss Poppy. Letting the liquid enter her mouth. It was to disguise the taste of the lust potion.

She was already starting to squirm. The potion was working.

He quickly changed his clothes. Silk green pajama bottoms and the opened shirt was all he had on. He had brought two vials back from the bathroom. One was a contraceptive and one was an undetectable fertility drug. She was very lovely She was close to Severus’s age. He vaguely remembered her in school. She was a first year when he had been a seventh. She had never dated anyone or even shown an interest in anyone the whole time that Severus had worked at Hogwarts. She had been here for almost 10 years. It wasn’t like she had a life. Severus quickly made a decision. He took the fertility potion and swallowed half and gave Poppy the other half. She would make an acceptable wife. If she could conceive. He charmed the bottle that had held the fertility potion to look like the contraceptive and set it in plain sight.

Poppy woke up and looked at the green bed hangings. She knew she wasn’t in her bed any longer. She looked to the left and saw and empty bottle of contraceptive?

A memory of her hanging from the ceiling came back to her. Surely that had been a nightmare. She moved her hand and found something soft.

“Give me a few moments Poppy. I’m not as young as I once was.” Poppy gasped and withdrew her hand as if he had bitten her.

Severus rolled over onto his side and pulled her up under his chin. “You are truly amazing.” His hands were caressing her breasts. Poppy was still trying to make heads or tails out of what was going on. Why was she in bed with the Potion Master?

Severus said, “This time I’m in charge. No, I insist. You must be tired after riding me like that.” Poppy blushed and spluttered. There was no way that coherent words was going to come out of her mouth while he was doing that.

Poppy finally got out, “Professor Snape, I really think that I should return to the infirmary.”

“No Poppy, you will not. You have aroused me and now you will take care of it before you leave. Just how you wish to do it is up to you. I am not a man to be trifled with.”

Poppy starts to object and Severus gives her an open mouthed kiss. She tastes something musky on him. She can’t quite place it.

“Did you taste yourself on me? I just devoted quite a bit of attention to your pussy making you all wet and licking it up. Now you will satisfy me? Either I get another shot at your pussy or you can give me a blow job.”

Poppy stutters and says nothing. She is stunned.

Severus takes advantage of her indecision. He really wants another crack at making a baby. The lust potion has fully kicked in by now and Severus knows that she won’t turn him away for the next 24 hours. He pulls a small clear crystal out and discretely lays it on her belly. Not yet. But soon.

Two tries later it glows blue.

He is so excited he immediately fucks her again. This time giving her as much enjoyment as possible. After 24 hours she could not get rid of it. He only had to keep her with him for that long.

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