A/N:And I now present you a much better , new dramione ! This is a fic where Draco Malfoy is a werewolf . Thank you !
Draco Malfoy strode through the Malfoy Gardens in Greece , with pride only he could hold . His each step was inclined to make all the spying girls drool .
He knew there were a few young ladies spying on him from a distance , hence he walked with an unbelievable amount of elegance and pride , which only a Malfoy could hold .
After all these weeks of high pressure of work , he had decided that a vacation in Greece could do something .
But apparently , all his plans were destroyed when his parents decided to tag along.
He still remembered his mother's words .
"Come on , we could always use this as a family gathering."
Family gathering his ass.
Maybe he could charm a few of the girls and get them home for a night stand . He could definitely use this to release some of his pent up tension .
He smirked , trying to make a plan already .
But before he could even make another move , a loud pop was heard in the gardens as an elf bowed in front of Draco .
"Master Draco," the elf squeaked ,"Master and Mistress Malfoy ask for your presence immediately."
"Right now ?" Draco let out a dejected sigh .
"Yes master. Immediately."
Damn ... Draco thought , before making his way to the most obvious place his parents would be : The living room .
He passed multiple hallways before stopping in front of huge oak doors. He pushed them open to reveal a divine room , almost half the size of Hogwarts' Great Hall .
The rooms had a huge fireplace , above which was a picture of his family . A year after the war .
The fireplace had many photoframes above it ; quite surprisingly .
There was a set of black leather couch with comfy cushions and chairs nearby . It was arranged in a circular Manner . In the middle of it was a huge glass table filled with lemon pops , a copy of Daily prophet and some firewhiskey .
By the far corner of the room was grand piano , by the left corner and the other side of the wall was the Kitchen , separated by a thin layer of pure silk curtain .
There was a closet nearby , along with many tables to keep antiques on them .
The walls were textured and beautifully crafted , with cream shades on it .
The ceiling had a huge chandelier in the center , other designs and spotlights following it .
Over all , it had a homey and warm atmosphere .
Once the war was over , Narcissa Malfoy had redecorated all their villas , manor, and other housing place across the world .
Since The Malfoy family played as secret agents for the Order , they were all pardoned , including Lucius Malfoy .
And hence everyone looked at him with awe , which did nothing but inflate his ego .
Everywhere he went , he was blasted with many reporters.
It was like he was some kind of celebrity.
And now with his family company crossing the heights of success , he sure was a celebrity.
Another factor was that he was very handsome and hot , with his flawless skin , muscular abs and pale hair.
And he was craved by every single girl in in Britain . He was a very rich bachelor , after all .
Draco found the living room empty , but the fireplace on . He made his way to kitchen , where again there was no sign of his parents .
Agitated , he made his way to the door that connected the kitchen to the dining room .
The door swung open to reveal two heavily snogging Lucius and Narcissa .
This time Draco felt nauseous . All he managed to choke out was a groan.
"Call me once you are done ," he yelled loudly , before slamming the door shut.
Damn old and horny couples ! He thought . Draco had lost his appetite long ago , so he decided to continue his leftover stroll .
When he made his way out , it had tried from evening to night . Was I in there for so long ?
He made his way into the Greenland , failing to notice a full moon gaping at him .
Draco felt his muscles ripple very uncomfortably . He soon realised what was going on.
No . It couldn't be , right ?
He looked up , dreading to see his assumptions come true .
All he found was a full moon gaping at him openly .
"Oh for fucks'-AAHHHHHHH!" He couldn't complete his sentence as he had already begun transforming .
The last thing he saw was Lucius and Narcissa running towards him before everything blacked out .
Ring ! Ring !
Hermione sloppily rubbed her eyes , since her phone had woken her up . She looked at her nightstand and looked at the time
It read 3:00 am
It was BLOODY 3:00 am in the fucking MORNING!
She checked her phone , and found it was a missed call from Sierra Madhovin , a fellow healer .
Hermione jumped out of the bed to get dressed . Sierra calling her so late in the night only meant one thing ; a very badly injured patient.
She made her way to the closet , which was almost the size of a room. She picked up freshly - pressed healer robes and went to the bathroom to quickly brush her teeth and scourgifyed herself .
Hermione Granger , 22 , was a professional healer and the head of her department at 's . She lived in a muggle London's expensive penthouse which had a very homely feeling to it .
She quickly got out of the shower and apparated to 's as soon as she could .
She apparated directly to her floor and surged towards the office.
She soon spotted Sierra along with two blondes . One was Platinum , the other was strawberry blonde .
Oh hell ...
She tentatively took steps towards them . She reached out to Sierra and tapped on her shoulder .
She whirled around and faced her .
"Hermione ," she began , leaving out the formalities . "We have a patient in critical condition . Here are Mr. And Mrs. Malfoy , his parents." Than she turned to the other pair .
"Mr. and , this is Healer Granger , the head of this department . "
"We are aware ," Lucius said , nodding awkwardly .
"Okay so you will have to give all the details to . I will take my leave for now. " And with that , she left .
Hermione motioned both of them to follow her . They both did .
The door swung open to reveal a thoroughly distangled Draco Malfoy.