Disclaimer: The characters belong to JKR I only own the idea.

This is going to be a different story, first off, everything changes in the first chapter. No flames this is fanfiction after all. I had the idea and decided to write it. ~May

Chapter 1

Turns out my parents have lied to me all my life. I can't believe it, made me think that I was a muggle born or something. My sister just happened to turn out to be Muggle so we became Muggle's. What is with that? I mean seriously? No wonder my parents weren't at all surprised when my letter came, of course I was, and that's why my sister now also hates my parents. They had to reveal some big giant secret and now I have to deal with it, that's really showing some good love to your kid you know? Now I'm all in this mess and it's not exactly perfect. You'd think that it would be, but now he thinks it's all obligation when really it's love. HONESTLY. Now I'm dying because of him and after all these years he doesn't realize that I really do love him. You'd think him being him would accept me readily but my sudden change of heart doesn't seem to be boding well. I almost wish I'd never been born, and then I wouldn't have to suffer this pain. I have so little time left.

I realize that you have absolutely no idea what I'm talking about; I'll start from the beginning as it will make more sense.

Lily Evans sat at her desk writing her next big letter to Alice Fortescue. Alice had no idea whether she was related to Florean Fortescue who ran the ice-cream parlor in Diagon Alley, but because they shared a last name she got free ice-cream. The lucky duck. She had just sealed the letter and sent it off with her owl, Honey, a beautiful honey colored Barn Owl, when her name was called.

"Lily, Petunia, I need both of you downstairs right now." It was their mom; Lily sighed and stood up from the desk. She opened the door to walk out into the hall but someone was already there. She crashed into Petunia accidentally and her sister sent her a glare.

"Watch where you're going freak." Petunia snarled at her sister, who only slightly shrugged not in the mood for her sister's crap.

"Girls, calm down. Petunia, she's not a freak." Their mother, Evanna Evans scolded them with a sigh.

"What is it you wanted to tell us mother?" Lily asked as they were seated on the couch.

"We are sorry for the inconvenience we are placing on you at this time, but it is necessary to tell you this before something bad happens." Evanna paused as she looked at her daughters.

"What your mother is trying to say is that we're really Wizards." Her father, Victor, broke to them.

"What?" Petunia gasped, Lily was shocked herself.

"Petunia was born as a muggle, so we turned muggle. It was to protect her." Victor explained.

"I'm the only one who's not magical then?" Petunia shrieked, her parents nodded solemnly. "I hate you!"

Then Petunia was gone and her mother started after her.

"Evanna we need to finish explaining the rest to Lily." Victor stopped her.

"Explain what to me?" Lily questioned giving her parents a look.

"You're turning 17 in a couple of days and this arouses several issues-" Her mother began.

"It's really important that you know this, it will forever affect your decisions in life." Her father continued.

"Tell me what?" Lily growled a little upset that her parents had kept their schooling and magic a secret.

"I'm 50% veela, which means that you are 25% veela." Her mother told her quickly.

"I'm a veela?" Lily was terribly shocked.

"25% veela, this also means that you are going to have stronger veela tendencies. You're more veela then most in this generation." Evanna told her daughter.

"That means- what if it's someone- how could you do this to me?" Lily cried not understanding what was going on.

"Darling, you do know what a veela is like right?" Victor asked his distressed daughter carefully.

"Yes, when they turn 17 they have a year to find their mate, then they must mark their mate by the time they turn 18 and it's like Marriage. If the veela's mate rejects the veela they end up dying at the end of the year." Lily replied calmly, trying to think through the situation in her head.

"Exactly, your mother found me and luckily I'd been in love with her for several years. All these genes seemed to have skipped your sister though…" Victor led off suddenly pondering an unsaid question.

"What if my mate is someone that will never accept me? Like a pureblood or someone who I've hated for years?" Lily asked; looking at her father as a couple of people ran through her mind.

"Well you're not really a muggleborn, it will make the pureblood transition better." Her mother then handed her a chart. "It's your family lineage, it proves that you're pureblood, not muggleborn."

"Well that covers that, but my other question?" Lily prompted as the next couple of people ran through her mind.

"Let's just hope that they love you." Victor told his daughter comfortingly.

"What am I going to tell Professor Dumbledore?" Lily was suddenly scared again.

"You'll just show him the chart and explain your situation; he's a very understanding man." Evanna told her daughter grasping her hands.

"Veela's are known to pass out when they get within a certain range of their mate, how do I know which one it is?"

"The train will be hard to tell, the common room would be ideal, but it would be best to get possible subjects alone, it would be easier to tell." Evanna explained, and then she had another thought. "The range isn't terribly large, a mere 3 feet. The compartments next to you and anyone in the compartment with you on the train will probably tell you who to search more thoroughly. Though, once your body knows who your mate is it will react to him if he's in the same room. Remember, if your mate is feeling anything, pain, or emotions, basically anything you're bound to feel it too."

"Alright mother." Lily stood up and she was halfway to the door when she realized something. "I'm going to be 17 in three days time!"

"That's why we had to tell you, if Veela's don't know their own power they tend to become a bit violent." Victor told her daughter. "Protective too, try not to be too protective of your mate once you find him."

"That will not be very likely." Evanna whispered up to her husband and mate, he smiled down at her before sweeping her into a long, exhausting kiss.

"I suppose I'll just have to accept my fate then." Lily sighed as she exited her room; she figured she might send Professor Dumbledore a letter explaining it before the school year started. Maybe he'd have a plan for her, or even help her find her mate.

Please leave me a review, I worked really hard to get this to come across right. Please no flames, honestly, it's called FANFICTION for a reason. I thought it would be a good NEW idea. ~May