The Magical Healing of my Heart

Summary: Hermione works as a healer at St. Mungo's and usually follows the rules and procedures to a 'T'. But what happens when she breaks her own rule and ends up in the arms of a veela?

Disclaimer: All recognizable names and places belong to J.K. Rowling. Only the plot is mine.

Author's Note: As always, thank you so much for the feedback. Each and every review means a lot to me. I've tried to respond to as many as possible in PMs, but some of you had that disable or reviewed anonymously. So for those who haven't heard from me, thank you! I always take what you have to say into great consideration. On to the story!

Draco's POV

"Malfoy, you are the one with the over active hormones. You assaulted me, ripped my shirt off, and dragged me into bed with you last night when you were a veela. Does any of that ring a bell? Don't you remember?"

I tried my hardest to remember what my veela side was doing throughout the night. Little snippets flew into my consciousness and realization dawned on me.

I did pull Granger into my bed, I did tear the clothes from her body because she smelled like a weasel, and I did attack an innocent healer just because he was in the same room as her.

"What the hell?"

I started to panic a little bit. She is not serious, is she? This is all just a joke. Haha, very funny. Draco got tricked. Right?

Right?!

"Get your pretty little ass back in here Granger!"

Wait. Pretty? Why would I call her pretty? And why am I thinking about her ass?

"Dammit! Just come back! Granger?!"

I feel like I should go on a rampage. That is what Draco Malfoy would do in this situation. Breaking anything and everything in sight, curse out anyone who dared to speak to me, and sneer at every living thing that came across my path.

But I don't want to go on a rampage. I'm not really all that angry; just confused. I just want to be around her. That doesn't mean she is my mate though, right? Just because I think she is pretty and I want to spend time with her?

But I do get all wonky around her.

And I was compelled to tell her all my secrets my first day in St. Mungo's.

And I didn't want her to leave.

And I had to make sure that she knew I was a different person now. That I'm not a prejudiced death eater.

And I noticed how drop-dead gorgeous she looked.

And I wanted to help her up as soon as I had pushed her off of the bed.

And…Oh my Merlin…her hair smells like the heavenly scent of roses, vanilla, and fresh rain.

Meanwhile…

(Hermione's POV)

Leaving work, I was still dreading what to do about Malfoy. How were we going to get along? Sure, when he is releasing his veela pheromones, I am nothing but enamored with him, but it won't always be that way. His veela side will always keep him attracted to me, but how can I live with this one-sided love if I go along with it? Should I disregard myself in order to keep him from going insane?

I was so wrapped up in my thoughts that when I got home, I almost didn't notice Harry sitting at my kitchen table.

Oh that's right! It is Wednesday, our Weekly Wednesday Weasley dinner together. I guess I kind of forgot about it because of everything that happened with Ron. There was no way I could tolerate him if he was going to be at dinner.

It's weird, but I didn't think about him all day. I guess I've just been too busy.

"Hey Hermione! You're late. Was it work again? How are you? Or Ron? Don't let that git get to you." He greeted as he enveloped me in a bear hug.

"Harry! Slow down. One question at a time, please! Yes, I was working. No, it isn't Ronald. I'm fine but I feel like it's been so long since I've seen you, even though we just hung out the other day. I guess a lot has happened recently and there is a lot I need to talk to you about."

"What? Is something wrong?"

I shouldn't have mentioned anything. Harry already worries about me too much. I can only imagine what he would do if I informed him of the 'Malfoy situation' as I have come to call it.

"Well, not exactly. I'm sorry Harry but I kind of wanted to talk to Ginny first. You know, girl stuff."

That was always an easy way to get him off my back. Mention anything that has to do with 'girl stuff' and he immediately backs off.

"Oh well um, that's okay Mione. You can talk to her at dinner tonight."

"About that Harry. I don't think I am going to go. I really can't stand being in the same room as Ronald right now."

"Didn't you hear? Once you kicked him out of your flat he went back home and obviously Molly dragged the whole story out of him. He confessed to cheating on you and she kicked him out of the house! I saw the whole thing! She was going on and on about an old boyfriend that cheated on her and how she would not tolerate anyone who had the audacity to do that to their significant other."

Molly kicked one of her children out of the house? I didn't think she had it in her!

"Ron's staying at my place right now, even though he knows I'm angry with him. I couldn't leave him out on the street. He isn't welcome back at the burrow at all, not even for Weekly Wednesday Weasley dinners. Molly won't have it. So you don't have to worry about coming along. Besides, your parents will be there too."

That's right! My parents had become a regular at the Weasley family dinners once Ron and I started dating. It's nice to know that all of us are still welcome even though I'm not really a part of their family anymore.

"Okay Harry! That sounds wonderful. I think I need some family time. Just let me change and we can floo over."

As soon as we arrived at the burrow I set out in search of Ginny. She wouldn't be as prejudiced as Harry would have been. I still had no idea what I was going to do about this whole 'Malfoy situation.' I really needed another girl's opinion.

I found her in the kitchen helping her mother prepare dinner.

"Hello Mrs. Weasley! Ginny! I really need to talk to you, could we go upstairs?"

"Of course Mione. Is something wrong?"

"There is a big something wrong and I need your help."

I told her about everything that happened in the last twenty-four hours, even the embarrassing parts, so she would fully be able to understand the situation. When I was finished, I looked at her expectantly, waiting for her reaction.

"I don't really see a problem here."

"What? Did you not just hear me tell you that I am the mate of Draco Malfoy, who happens to be a veela?"

"No, I heard you correctly."

"Then please, enlighten me to what is so great about this situation."

"Well you said he wasn't as much of a git anymore, that he had changed from the prat we knew in school. Not to mention he is devastatingly handsome. You two have such great chemistry, I kind of always knew this would happen."

"What? Are you crazy?"

"Hermione, Ginny, come to dinner!" Molly was calling us but I still felt like we had a lot to talk about.

"I think you love him Mione and you just don't know it yet. All that yummy sexual tension that has been building up for years! Plus the fact that he is a veela!-"

"Girls, where are you? Dinner time!" Molly was still calling us.

"-You two would have mind-blowing sex!"

"Who would have mind-blowing sex dear?" I could feel the heat rushing to my cheeks as Molly walked in on our private conversation.

"Hermione." I am going to kill Ginny.

"Well that's lovely dear, but it is time for dinner."

Still insanely embarrassed and not feeling much better after our girl talk, Ginny and I followed Molly out to the kitchen and gathered around the full table.

My mom was the first one to speak up. "Where were you girls?"

"Oh we were just having some girl talk, mom. Nothing that important."

"Nonsense dear, I would say mind-blowing sex is pretty important." Mrs. Weasley, ever the great gossip queen, felt it necessary to inform the whole table about my conversation with Ginny.

"Mind-blowing sex with who sweetie?"

This time Ginny chimed in, "Draco Malfoy."

The entire table became dead silent and all eleven pairs of eyes were focused in my direction.

Oh, Ginny is so going to get it!

Back at St. Mungo's

(Draco's POV)

I am so conflicted.

I tried to toss the idea around in my head.

Granger is my mate.

Hermione Granger is my mate.

Hermione is my mate.

My Hermione. My mate. Mine.

Half of me, which I can only assume is my veela half, feels elated. The happiest and most complete a person can feel. There is still a longing desire to go to her and make her mine. I feel like I need to keep everyone away from her until they know she is mine, but I'm still ecstatic that I found her.

On the other hand, my human side doesn't know if I want her to be mine. I don't even know her. My old self would just blow her off because she is a dirty mudblood, but I don't use that ugly word anymore. To be honest, I never really believed anything regarding pureblood supremacy, and it seems like fate is testing me to find out if that is really true.

Could I see myself with her? For the rest of our lives?

She is insanely gorgeous. And smart. She was always the only person that could ever match me in a verbal spar. And my veela side will always keep things interesting between us.

I won't always be in that form though. Once the bonding ritual is complete, I will spend most of my time as a human. Will this side of me, the real Draco Malfoy, be able to fall in love with her without any magic interfering?

I snapped out of my musings as Healer Collins came back into the room. I gave her the strongest glare I could muster. I don't need to be interrupted right now; I'm trying to figure out what the hell my future has in store for me.

"Hello Mr. Malfoy. I'm here to do a few more tests on you, and there are some forms you have to fill out regarding your registration as a magical creature and some others if you wish to register you mate as well."

She gave me weird googly-eyes like she was coming on to me or something.

I just continued to glare at her. Who does this bint think she is? I found out less than an hour ago who my mate was for goodness sake! I decided to tell her this.

"I just found out an hour ago who my mate was and now you want me to seal the deal with ministry forms? Are you daft?"

"I understand you must be very confused right now Mr. Malfoy, but I assure you I am not daft."

She flipped her hair and winked at me.

"I must let you know that these are the procedures that we usually follow with our veela patients once their mate is discovered. Once you spend a certain amount of time around your mate, the need to mark her will become all-consuming until you will not be able to control yourself and will do it whether she agrees or not. It will be very beneficial for you to fill out these forms so you are not liable. You know the bonding process is a dangerous one."

Actually I didn't know that it was that dangerous. All I would have to do is bite her right? Is there more to it than that? I guess the confusion broke through my mask of indifference because Healer Collins was able to guess my current train of thought.

"You want to know what the bonding ritual entails, huh?"

I really did want to know, but I didn't want to let on that she had read me so easily.

"Sure. Go ahead and impart your useless knowledge. I've got nothing better to do than sit here and listen to you talk all day."

She didn't really catch my sarcasm and began to excitedly explain everything about the veela bonding process.

"Great! Well first you have to find your mate, which you have already done unfortunately, so we can check that off the list! You know, if it doesn't work out with you two, I'm always available."

Crazy bint.

"So after you have your mate, your veela instinct to mark her will become increasingly persistent. You will spend more time as a veela while you are around her, especially if the two of you are getting, um, shall I say, intimate. You will have the urge to bite her and infect her with your venom. Veela venom is extremely poisonous, even to your mate, so she will come very close to death if you are not careful and do not pull away at exactly the right time. She will remain unconscious for an extended period of time, and the veela will tend to her every need.

"Your venom will begin alter her magic completely, and eventually her magical signature will come to match yours. You have the ability to heal her bite wound immediately, but it will leave a scar that will always connect the two of you. She will gain the powers that you already have to sense your emotions and be able to tell where you are at all times. The bonding seals your souls, marking each other as mates forever."

She sighed and looked off into space as if this dangerous situation was straight out of a romance novel. Who thinks almost dying is romantic? She's probably related to Loony Lovegood.

"Well that is all you really need to know Mr. Malfoy. I'll just let you ponder all of that information and leave these forms here for you to fill out. If you ever need my number, it is on the back of the 'mate form'."

She bounded out of the room, sneaking glances behind her back at me. Stupid veela genes. Now weird girls were coming on to me? I thought dealing with Granger as my mate was enough.

She did give me a lot to think about though. What am I going to do?

I have to talk to Grang-Hermione.

Author's Note: To anyone else who writes Dramione fics: I'm finding it kind of difficult to write Draco…because he has changed and is no longer prejudiced, but he is still pretty egotistical. This was the first time I really had to sit and think about what to write for him. Does anyone else have this problem?

Let me know what you guys think, I would love to hear from you! Thanks again-kodisgirl

These seven chapters are still the same, I just had to go through and make some minor changes to prepare for chapter 8. Sorry for the update emails people recieved. I am working on this story some more though, so the next chapter should be up soon.