On the morning of July 31 Harry Potter was cursing Fate viciously. It seemed that Fate was not done with him, as he was now going through his Veela inheritance. His magic, was the combination of human, veela and High Elfin.
At 15 Harry was about to start his sixth year at school. His world had been shattered three months previous when his Godfather Sirius Black was killed in the bowels of the Ministry, by none other than his cousin Bellatrix Lestrange.
He was staying with his maternal Grandparents, in the french Riviera. His grandfather and Step grandmother were sitting by his bed as he thrashed and turned. His body was stretching and twisting.
His magic was acting out. There was nothing he or anyone could do, until his magic realigned itself.
He had had enough of Dumbledore's manipulations. After slipping his supposedly secret guards, he had made his way to France, and sought out his full Veela grandparents. They had been delighted to take him in and were horrified at the obvious neglect Harry suffered.
They had contacted the Veela council about his abuse. The council was horrified and angered at what they were told. They sent a representative to Dumbledore, demanding satisfaction or payment for the cruel mistreatment of a half Veela royal.
"Harry, you need to calm down. Please allow your magic to realine itself." his grandmother Alainne begged. She may not be his grandmother by blood, but she was by marriage. "Harry, please listen. We love you and we want you to be safe. Fighting the magic is not safe. Please" she sobbed.
In the haze reaching his sexual maturity, Harry heard Alianne's voice and relaxed. His breathing eased and he calmed down. He finally drifted off into a sleep filled with dreams.
Harry woke the next day to loud sounds and bright lights. "Oww. why is it so loud and bright?" he demanded. A chuckle had him turning to his bedside. "Easy now Harry, you've now received your inheritance. You are now able to mate and have children." his grandfather Nicholas announced. "I can see without my glasses!" Harry exclaimed. "Yes you can as all veela weather half or full, have 20/20 vision. Oh here, by the way." Nicholas murmured a spell and Harry was amazed to see the light dimming and the sounds dying. "Your senses were awakened with your inheritance. Thanks to the spell, they are back at the level they were before you arrived. Once you've eaten, I'll teach you the spell to allow you to use both ends of the sense spectrum. Come"
Harry rose from the luxurious bed and dressed in a robe. He followed his grandfather out of the room, and into the dining room. The table in the middle of the room was laden with what could only be a feast. "Are we expecting anyone else Grandfather?" Harry asked in amusement. Nicholas or Nick as he had asked Harry to call him, smiled. "No. everything is for you. You have been through a lot, and I'm sure you must be starving." He looked at Harry's tummy which rumbled at the mention of food. "Now that I think about it, I really am. I haven't eaten since leaving school three days ago."Harry confessed. Nick's face was angry, but his voice betrayed no hint of anger. "Yes well, eat as much as you want. Then we must go see someone" he smiled as Harry dived into the treacle tart.
After eating three large helpings, Harry was full. He followed his Grandfather out of the dining room, into a sitting room where Alainne was sewing a cushion cover. She rose and embraced Harry with a warm hug and kissed his forehead. Gesturing him to sit down, Alainne poured steaming tea and pressed a brown ceramic mug into his hands. The warmth of the mug seeped into his hands and Harry sipped the tea.
It was Mint and crushed Pine needles, the smell filling his nose and he smiled. "So Harry dear, tell us. Why had you not eaten since leaving school?" Alainne asked. Harry flushed. "When mum and dad died, I was placed with mum's half sister, by Headmaster Dumbledore. The Dursleys hated me, treated me like a slave and forced me to live in a cupboard under the stairs for the first eleven years of my life. After my first year at school, they gave me Dudley's second bedroom, but not much else. They locked me in, feeding me scrapes through the cat door, Uncle Vernon put in.
"In the wizarding world However, the abuse went unnoticed by all except Madam Pomfrey, Mrs weasley and my Friend Hermione Granger. I once overheard Madam Pomfrey arguing with the headmaster about my condition. But he Imperioused her and told her to ignore it." Harry had tears in his eyes by the point.
Nick and Alainne were enraged. "Harry dear, despite being the result of my Husband's unfaithfulness, I thought of Lily as my own daughter. And I think of You as my Grandson too. The cannot go unpunished. We will speak with the Queen of Veela on your behalf. What is it dear?" Alainne asked.
"Well, it's just that, when I first went to Gringotts. The Goblins all bowed to me. At first I thought it was because I was the 'boy who lived' but I don't think that's why. You wouldn't happen to know?" he asked curiously.
It was Nick who answered. "I am afraid we do know. I am Nicholas delemeter, first born son of Queen Iolanthe of the veela nation. So you are not just Harry potter, the boy who lived, but rather you are his royal Highness, Prince Harry Potter heir of the Veela crown. Your Great- grandmother wants to meet you, as you are her heir. I have no children anymore so you are my heir as well" he smiled at the look on Harry's face.
Harry looked at Alainne, his question clear on his face. "I am Princess consort Alainne, of the veela nation. My mother, Sofia was daughter to King Stefan and Queen Rosemary of the Elfin nation. So you are Royalty, but of two nations rather than one" she giggled at Harry's stunned expression.
"Wow. just wow. I didn't expect that." harry replied. A tinkling bell sounded and Nick rose to his feet. "Thats mother calling us to her. We mustn't keep her waiting. Come on" he headed to the door, then lead the party to a large circular chamber with a rather enormous curled flower in the middle.
As they approached, a petal unfurled and Harry was amazed to see a door. He followed Nick through the door and into the queen's throne room. Queen Iolanthe was sitting on a simple throne of Rosewood. Her Dark skin was like molten chocolate and her Black hair was arranged in artful folds down to her waist. Her eyes were green like Harry's own and her lips were ruby red.
At her throat was a large pink diamond, strung on a gold and silver chain, her dress was pure raw silk of the brightest purples and pinks. The crown on her head was a simple circle of gold with white diamonds interlaced with red rubies, green emeralds, yellow topaz, and royal blue sapphires.
Around the edge of the flower were 24 smaller thrones seating veela, who while not as impressive as the queen, were still impressive themselves. "Nicholas my son. Welcome back. And who is the young half Veela with you?" Iolanthe's voice was deep and rich, leaving no doubt in Harry's mind as to her power.
"Mother. As you may recall 16 years ago, I had a moment of weakness. I met a witch by the name of Deanna Evans. After I left her, She had a daughter Lily, the half Veela you see here is Lily's child. My Grandchild as Lily was my daughter. Mother, please allow me to introduce Harry potter."
Whispers broke out among the others in the room, and the queen held up a hand. "Harry Potter, we Give you warm welcome and ask that you accept our blessings". Harry smiled. "Your most serene majesty it would be my delight." he bowed. "You know our customs dear child, how?"
"As I'm sure you know majesty, My Mother died?" at the queens nod he continued "after she died, I was placed with muggle relatives of my mother. Now they hate all magic and as I was Magical, they starved and Abused me.
I learned of my ancestry via my mother and fathers journals that My Godfather Sirius Black gave to me for my 13th birthday, along with his own."
The queen was angered by the news. Trying to calm herself she asked "can you change?" if the boy spoke true he would know what she meant. Harry smile and blinked. His human form vanished and in its place was a Harpy. After a moment, the harpy vanished and Harry reappeared.
The queen was stunned, by the boy who was 15. "Congratulations young one. You have attained something which makes us proud to call you our Great Grandchild." she rose, as did all the nobles. "Nicholas, bring Alainne and your charge. We will take tea in the sitting room." Iolanthe swept from the room, followed by the nobles. "That was better than we hoped for." Nick stated before heading to the door, through which his mother had just left.
Half an hour later, Harry was seated on a plush cushion beside his grandparents and the queen. "I gather that there is more than you are telling? If so I wish to know, but at your own pace" she said to Harry.
She was sipping crushed pine needle tea, which was fast becoming Harry's favorite tea. "Your majesty I'm unsure what to call you" Harry supplied. He was unsure about proper protocol. She smiled, "call me Grandmother. It will suffice" "but would that not be confusing as Alainne is also my grandmother?" Harry asked
The queen smiled. "That was a test of your intelligence. You passed" Nicholas said. "Call her my lady." he advised. "That way it's respectful without being rude."
Harry nodded and then asked. "Would it be possible to send some letters to my friends now that I'm free of the Headmasters control? I would like too." Nickolas smiled "we will arrange for them to see you if that is your wish. However you must not tell them about your heritage. No, it is for the safety of the Veela and Elfin nations".
Reluctantly Harry agreed and then the queen asked after Hogwarts. "Did you attend the school my lady?" Harry asked politely. The queen shook her head. "My granddaughter attended the school briefly for the Triwizard tournament. I believe you have met?" she trailed off as Fleur waltzed in.
Nicholas said "harry, this is my sisters eldest daughter. You saved her sister from the black lake" he smiled at Harry's stunned expression. Fleur was looking at him with curious eyes. "It is good to see you again Harry." "you mean you can speak fluent English?" harry asked. She nodded "it was a mask, for if the headmaster knew that he had two members of the Veela royal family under his control he never would have let us leave. How did you get away? Did uncle Nick help?"
Harry burst into laughter at 'uncle nick' and soon everyone was laughing. Harry managed to bring his laughter under control long enough to explain how his mother and father along with his godfather had left him their diaries and journals.
As summer progressed, Harry learned more and more about Veela and their powers. He learned how to control fire balls in his palms, how to turn his allure on and off, and learned some spells. When he received letters from Ron, Hermione and Dumbledore, he chose to give them a slightly different story.
He knew Hermione would be very interested in his veela powers so he had some books packed into his truck for her to read when he returned to Hogwarts. Ron's letters were sounding desperate. It seemed that Ron was not above trying to guilt him into going to the burrow.
Finally the morning of September 1st dawned and Harry was loathe to rise. However Nick had anticipated that Harry would still be sleeping so he went into Harry's Room and woke him up. "Harry you must get ready to return to Hogwarts, else the headmaster will be suspicious." harry grumbled and dressed in black velvet pants, a blue button up shirt and a black vest. Completing the ensemble was a pair of Dragon hide boots.
Looking at his reflection in the mirror, Harry thought 'damn i look good'. He made his was to the dining room where the queen and his grandmother were waiting. Bowing to the queen, he smiled sadly "my lady, grandmother I wish i could stay here." Alainne hugged him tightly, and the queen surprised everyone by reaching up and plucking a single strand of her hair. "I shall have the wand Maker Mr Ollivander make you a wand with my hair. As a symbol of your status." deeply honored Harry hugged her tightly. "Thank you my lady. You honor me beyond all reason" the queen nodded. "There will be three guards to see you to the train. No i will not have my heir unprotected. My granddaughter Fleur will be at the school, to teach care of Magical creatures. So you won't entirely be alone." she announced as Nick came through the door with a port key.
"Goodbye" harry called as the familiar hook behind his navel was felt. And he was enveloped in darkness.
They landed at kings cross, and Harry lead the way through the magical barrier. The bustling of the crowd was familiar to harry as he made his way to the train. His guards had already loaded his things onto the train and now the group was waiting for Harry's friends.
Hermione found them first. "Oh Harry, so good to see you! Where were you? Your letters didn't say anything!" "calm down Hermione im safe. I have some books for you to read, as i thought you might like to know about veela and other more magical folk."
Hermione's eyes were teary and she hugged him close. "Harry you smell like a ve-" "no stop" harry cut her off. "I'll explain everything once we get on the train OK?" she nodded and then informed him that Ron was already at school.
They boarded the train with Harry's grandfather and found a compartment at the back of the train. Once the train started moving Harry relaxed and Nick raised some wards on the door.
"Hermione, what do you know of Veela?" Harry asked. "Not much, just that they are dangerous and don't mix with humans". "Ms Granger, Do you mind if I check you for compulsions?" Nick asked. Hermione nodded and Nick raised his wand.
It felt like a weight lifting off her and she blinked. "Who compelled me?" she asked. Harry replied with "dumbledore, im sure Ron has them too. Hermione I am a veela, and I've been in the veela court the summer. The is Nick, my maternal grandfather." he spent the remainder of the journey explaining to Hermione how he had become sick of the headmasters manipulations.
They arrived at Hogsmeade and got a carriage up to the school. Harry used his veela sight to see the magical auras of the staff and students. Malfoy, he was intrigued by, had an incredibly brilliant aura.
Harry and Hermione sat near the end of hall, when malfoy came over. "Well potter has some sense of style. When did you become so fashionable?" Harry in his anger forgot to hold his allure in check, and malfoy noticed. Smirking he let loose a scent that reached Harry's nose and he was intrigued. Hermione realized what was going on and slapped malfoy across the face "watch it Granger, or you'll get it." a hand on his shoulder had Malfoy looking into nicks eyes. "Apologies to the prince now" he commanded. His voice was soft but still deadly.
"What is going on here? Mr potter please go to my office, we need to have a talk." Dumbledore said quietly. Malfoy broke free from Nicks grasp and tried to lunge at Hermione. Harry lashed out with his fireballs and he could hear Fleur calling out to him. "ENOUGH" Dumbledore yelled. "Everyone to your houses, now. Mr malfoy, Mr potter, Ms Granger, Ms Delacour to my office if you please."
Ten minutes later, they were all sitting in Dumbledore's office. "I need to know harry, why were you not at your house? Where were you? How did you produce fireballs from your hands? I require answers to keep you safe my boy." harry snorted "oh im you 'boy'? Well then why did you leave me alone with those people? As for where i was? I was with my family." "no. your family haven't seen you since before the world cup two years ago. So i will ask again where were you?" the old man pressed.
Harry smiled and called "grandfather!" there was a knock at the door and everyone was stunned to see Nick standing there. "Who are you?" Dumbledore asked. "I am Prince Nicholas Delemeter, first son of Queen Iolanthe of the Veela nation. Harry is my Grandson". "I'm afraid that is impossible as neither his parents were of veela decent." replied a smug looking headmaster.
Nick snorted, "that is all you know. Tell me why do you think Harry here has more magic than say any other student here? I'll tell you why, his magic is the magic of Veela and Elfin. His bloodlines come from two of the oldest magical races in the world.
"From his father's line he is descended from Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff and Slytherin. Not to mention the peverells. So in total Harry is the result of 7 magical bloodlines."
Dumbledore looked stunned as did Malfoy and Hermione, Fleur however knew the and was sitting calmly.
"Now Harry will need to mate the year, and will do so with whomever he so chooses. He will be free to mate with either a male of female." Nick stated in an authoritative voice. "But He must Marry the youngest weasley girl to satisfy the contracts." Dumbledore argued.
"What contracts? Headmaster my mother and Father didn't leave me any warning of a marriage contract!" harry yelled. Nick looked at Dumbledore, "need I to Summon the queen of Veela?" he demanded in a loud voice. "She is most displeased with you. The Potter Will, currently in the hands of the IWC states that Harry was to be placed with His Godfather or Godmother, one Ms Marlene Mckinnon. Why was the not done?" he asked in a dangerously low voice.
"I placed Harry with the closest family I could. I did not know of these instructions and placed blood wards on Harry and his family, which by the way are nearly depleted." Dumbledore stood. "And what part do Ms Granger and Mr Malfoy play in the story ? As far as I am aware Harry hates Draco." Nick leaned on the the desk "only due to compulsions placed on them, tell me how did that happen?" he mused.
"The game is up headmaster. When I leave here I shall be accompanied by these three. Fleur is free to leave when she desires." Nick stated.
"Im afraid that this will be impossible as you see, Harry is the one to defeat Voldemort." Dumbledore replied smugly. "Did you ask me too?" everyone looked at Harry. "Did you ask me if i wanted any part of the war? I don't, I'd much rather live with Grandfather thank you." Harry said rising to his feet.
"Harry my boy, you must understand-" but Harry had had enough of the games. "NO. I will not stay at Hogwarts until you are gone." harry said. "Does the heir of Hogwarts wish to make changes to the staff?" a disembodied voice asked.
"You know I've never really thought about that? No thanks" he said."very well"the same voice replied.
Draco was staring at Harry like he'd grown a second head. He was heir of Hogwarts, a veela prince, and an Elfin prince? And he had really grown up with abusive muggles?.
When Harry's Grandfather had announced that the three of them would be leaving Draco looked up. Did he really mean to take Granger, Potter and himself to Veela? Cool. Draco was fascinated with the new Harry, he was far different from the previous one. For one the new Harry dressed in a manner that made Draco's pants tighten in arousal.
"How come I didn't see you until after Granger slapped me?" Draco asked. Everyone turned to him, then "I glamored myself to protect Harry." Nick replied. "As a half Veela, you were about to be devoured by Harry. So I stepped in, from what I've learned your death would be devastating to him". Harry looked mortified "grandfather! Did you have to?" he asked his cheeks flushing.
"yes Harry I did. I could smell your desire for him, and needed to stop it. The queen must approve of him. So we will all go. You, Hermione Draco and I will return to Paris." he produced a port key and held it out to Draco and Hermione. They touched it as Dumbledore scrambled to reach them, but he was too late. Fleur had vanished too, and now Dumbledore had no way into the Veela court.
Sitting down he didn't notice the empty perch by the door.