Cotton candy boy (a drarry fanfic)

the inheritance.

4th June~ Draco ~

its my birthday! well, almost... it's currently 4th June 11:59. I'm so exited! This will be the first birthday without father... thank merlin. Not to mention, now me and mother can do things normally. We don't have father here to restrict us from being normal (if you can call it that) and what we really are. By that I mean mother being lesbian and me being gay. Mother is even letting me dye my hair!! Oh my merlin I cant wait-

At that moment, the grandfather clock in my room rang midnight and I would've jumped for joy if it wasn't for the very sudden, excruciating pain that shocked me in my back

"what the hell m-my back really hurts ugh!" I felt another sharp jab in my back and yelped, calling through groans "d-dotty!!"

pop!

"yes young mas- oh no you look upset! what's wrong Draco?!"

"I-I don't actually know, go call for mother please!" I said through gritted teeth, this shit fucking hurts

"of course young master, just relax and lay back!" She flailed her arms slightly before disaperating again with a pop!

I would but its bloody unbearable. It feels like two hot rods are pushing my shoulder blades apart from the inside...

My mother entered the room, her black robe trailing behind her in the grace of wind that didn't exist in the room. "Draco dear! what's wrong?" Even though my father was never really there for me, mother always helped me. She was always there, beside me, holding me, stroking my hair... I love my mother.

"m-mother! don't know but it really hurts! it feels like two-"

"hot rods are pushing apart your shoulder blades from the inside." She said with a sigh. How in the fuck does she know??

"wha- how?"

"its your inheritance dear. oh gosh im so excited! I wonder if you'll be sub or mix?..." she pondered for a moment.

I'll be honest, with everything that's been going on in my life lately, I totally forgot about that... my inheritance.
My father said it would be the day I'd become a true man, a true Malfoy. I'd carry on the pure-blood, black Veela name... not to mention... a long line of doms...

"or dom." I said sternly. As much as I hate... him I still want to make him proud... and the thought of people knowing I'm a... sub. Ugh

"don't be ridiculous dear, you're not a dom!" She covered her mouth slightly and giggled in a mischievous smile that wasn't even covered by the one, hooked finger in front of her lips "honestly, I'd be shocked if you were even a mix, my love."

"what do you mean by that?!" I sat up more

"you're a bottom dear." She said so seriously it was almost like it was a well known fact I'd gotten wrong. As if I'd just answered 2+2 with 5

"wha- ow!"

"oh no, dotty go get...."

Everything was nothing but muffled whispers at this point. Blood pounded in my ears and eyes giving me a horrific headache. My stomach felt as if someone had grabbed it and refused to let go until I'd given up what was left of last nights' dinner. I couldn't hear and my sight became blurred, until soon all I saw was black, and the pain still hadn't subsided. After a while of constant agony and screaming, it all stopped; that's when I awoke. and what felt like seconds were in fact hours. it was already 1:23 pm. I never sleep this long? oh wait, fathers gone!! he would've normally woken me up for Latin lessons or some kind of new plan to befriend potter. Stupid potter
as I got up I felt something weighing down my back... I looked and- HOLY SHIT!
I REALLY AM A VEELA!!

'muffled' "raco- Draco, Draco!"

"huh? m-mother? is-is this real?"

"of course it is dear!" She held my face and kissed my head

"But... mother- my wings are white?? They're not meant to be white!-"

"Shhh, shhh: est ok, amica mea. pater tuus isnt hic." She stroked my head for a few second before going on to explain everything to me

"so... I really am a sub? and a white Veela?"

"yup, told you you were a bottom" she whispered with a smirk

"mother!"

"what, I wasn't wrong" she shrugged, still smiling

ugh, I mentally rolled my eyes. but mother is always right... even though I may not be a black Veela, I still can't wait to see my wings.

"mother can I go see what my wings look like?"

"of course dear"

~authors note~
I HAVE EDITED!!
I'm editing all the old episodes cuz they're literally shite 💀 anyway love yous 🫶🏼
~Harvey