Authors Note,

So I'm writing this story only based off of knowledge that I've gathered from the movies and from some other stories I've read in the past few weeks. I hope you guys enjoy!

Disclaimer, all these characters belong to J.K Rowling, the author of the Harry Potter series.

Chapter 1

It wasn't ever day that a wizard reached there Veela inheritance, to be clear, it wasn't even every wizard who achieved such a matter. To one special boy-who-lived it seemed like simply another special thing added to his already huge list.

Harry Potter sat with thoughts filling up his mind as Ron Weasley, his best friend sits beside him silently on the train.

"Hey" Ron states with a tad of interest as he looks over at Harry. "Was just thinking, what's exactly got your mind in such a knot Harry?"

With a sigh Harry turns and faces Ron, a tough of his black curly hair falling before his eyes. Brushing the strand away, harry voices his thoughts.

"The thing is Ron, is that I've just now learned crazy news" at this Ron moves slightly closer, interest clear on his freckled face. "This summer I've just learned what a veela is." Ron's eyebrows furrow a little,

"Harry, what about veelas?" An annoyed sigh leaves Harry as Ron tries to understand what his best friend is leaning at.

"Ron, I just found out that I'm a veela, well, partly one. This summer was full of being taught these new responsibilities and what being a veela meant."

"That's great Harry!" Ron exclaims with a smile, grabbing hold of Harry's shoulders, what ever Ron's motives were are stopped at the sound of their compartment door opening.

"Nice to see you" Hermione states with a smile as she enters the compartment.

"Same to you" Ron says letting Harry go from his hold, previous thoughts forgotten. With a quick movement Hermione takes a seat opposite of the two boys.

"So" she inquires "how was your break Harry? I hope it was better than last year" a small smile tugs at Harry's lips, before he can tell the brunette of his surprising summer, Ron speaks up.

"It really was better if I'd say, you missed Harry talking about how he's discovered he's a veela" Herminone's brown eyes widen, "I'm just curious whether Harry's a D or S." Suddenly a hand whips across the table and Ron's grasping his cheek in his hand.

"That's not how to treat this situation Ron" Hermione states with annoyance before turning her attention to Harry, who at this point stopped listening to his friends to instead continue his thoughts. "Harry?"

With a jolt said boy looks towards his muggle born friend. "Yes" he states.

"So what about you being a veela?" The question leaves Hermione and immediately Harry gets to explaining, making sure to not have any interruptions this time round.

"I simply found out of my veela heritage and learned how to deal with the new possibilities and urges that accompany it. That and, I learned, and felt for that matter, all the different positions that are needed to challenge others. Speaking on that, it's like my sense of smell has doubled almost."

"Cool" Ron whispers his eyes towards Harry "so are you a D or S?" Hermione glares at Ron from across the table.

"Ron, what are you leading at?" Harry asks, "I don't understand what D or S means, or has any relevance to veelas?" With the roll of his eyes Ron gets to explaining his knowledge.

"Based off of what I know Harry, there are D and S's, or more formally called, Dominate and Submissive, so, I was wondering which one you are?"

"That makes more sense when worded properly" Harry states, Hermione giving a kind smile to Harry. "To your question, I thought you'd have guessed, I'm a dominate Ron, meaning if your unclear, that I have the impulse to mate with a submissive and have abilities for that task."

"Harry this is great and all" Hermione states "but we're closely nearing Hogwarts and I really want to ask a question, and that's whether you smell another veela on this train?"

Giving Hermione's question some thought, Harry takes a deep breath to determine that fact, and to his slight surprise he indeed smells something. A sent that proclaims dominant, but its slightly different than what Harry would've expected.

"Yeah, there is" is all Harry has time to say before the train reaches its end, quickly all three friends make there way off the train. Without thought Harry keeps smelling around himself, trying to find the other dominate veela.

"Stupid" looking towards Ron he sees his friends look in the distance. Following Ron's gaze Harry's eyes land on a certain blond Slytherin. "Bloody ferret" Ron mumbles before insults come flying in the trio's direction.

"Look at that" Draco Malfoy states with a snicker "Potter's Weasel hasn't gotten any taller, and now bloody Potter has outgrown him" a laugh escapes his mouth while a groan escapes Harry.

"Shove off Malfoy" Harry states looking at the blond head to toe, "you have nothing to say to us, especially because you've grown none." The laughter stops and Harry glares at Malfoy while the Slytherin looks insulted.

"Don't you say anything about my height Potter!" The sneer towards Harry brings Ron into the argument.

"Why's that ferret! Just because you haven't grown doesn't give you a right to pick on us." Ron pauses while Hermione looks between the two. "Oh wait" Ron drawls "you do get a right don't you" he growls out at Malfoy. "Simply because you'll always be the little scum bag of your traitor father!"

With a snarl Malfoy grabs hold of Ron by his tie, "don't you insult me Weasel! For I am way ahead of you and'll always be!" Shoving Ron off Harry takes a step and stands between the two.

"If I were you Malfoy" Harry threatens "I'd shove off, because now you're not only messing with the-boy-who-lived best friend, but also a veela." Grey eyes darken as Malfoy takes a step back.

"So that's why you smelled that way Potter, I'll have you know, your not the only Dominant veela around" with that the Slytherin takes a turn on his heel, leaving the trio alone, standing before Hogwarts.

"Bloody ferret" Ron growls as the three start making there way towards the entrance, "he can just wait until you rip him to shreds in class." Harry lets a frown cross his face as he ignores Ron,

"Malfoy" Harry states "Malfoy's the other veela I smelt earlier." Both Hermione and Ron frown, "which means that the childhood babbles, is probably going to get much, much worse."

With that stated, Ron, Harry, and Hermione make there way to the Gryffindor room, a single thought plaguing Harry's mind, how he'll manage to survive this year of Hogwarts with both himself and Malfoy being Dominant veelas.

A/N

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