Lily: Hi-o my lovelies! Thanks for all the reviews; you're all a buncha cool cats in my book! It was the bees-knees to receive so many or one chapter! Wells, no more yapping from me, it's chapter two of "To Love a Veela" Now if you'll excuse me, I've got to go see a man about a cat.
Enjoy!
It hadn't been intentional. He didn't mean to do it, but somehow he had and now he was really deep in the shit. Draco had never been much of an aggressor when it came to anything else than beating Harry Potter, but somehow he found himself instigating yet another verbal battle in the middle of a hallway during their break block. Draco had stopped with physical violence somewhere during fifth year when Harry had (finally) had his much needed and spectacular growth spurt. He figured, with his own small-ish frame and below average musculature he'd be better off sticking to nasty words rather than getting the living daylights beat out of him.
Harry himself had been looking rather peevish that day, his eyes dark and his face brooding. It was incredibly sexy (according to every girl that fainted and had to be taken to the hospital wing) and incredibly alluring. Draco couldn't help himself, being a respectable purebred bastard (wow…an oxymoron) like himself; it was too good of an opportunity. And so Draco had muttered something involving half bloods and Harry's mother and while this would have never set him off normally (which is why Draco felt safe saying it) that day Draco found himself pressed against the wall with Harry's very strong forearm crushing his esophagus. Prime position really…for a person who wants to die.
"Malfoy" Harry growled, sounding angry and unbelievably sexy at the same time Draco experienced an involuntary shiver,
"If you ever make a comment about my mother again, I will rip out your forked tongue with my bare hands and feed it to a herd of starving wolves. Got that?" Harry had whispered before releasing a shell shocked Draco and walking calmly (and sexily) away.
Draco coughed…twice and then walked away. It was a momentous event in Hogwarts history, the day Draco Malfoy and Harry Potter got into a fight and the Malfoy had been completely speechless.
Now this fight served two purposes. One was getting Draco to realize that Harry Potter could beat him to within an inch of his life (and beyond) with one hand…blindfolded. And two, that Harry was not quite the scrawny guy he had been last year. Growth spurts were all good and well but when there's nothing but skin and some tissue hanging on to very tall bones (like Ron Weasley before he hit puberty) it was a long way from attractive. Harry had not, however, remained skinny. He had always been strong but over the summer the boy-who-lived had acquired an impressive set of muscles. Draco knew, he could feel them when they were flexing against his windpipe. This fact went a long way to lifting Harry's shaggability status in Draco's mind. The fact is that Draco Malfoy had a little bit of a fetish, more like a slight obsession. Skinny boys were well enough and girls should be made by law to be thin but for Draco Malfoy a man had to have muscles to make him really sexy.
It was an embarrassing secret for Draco but he had always imagined himself living in a fabulous flat somewhere in the most fashionable part of wizarding London. He'd be at home cooking or something (no…Draco couldn't cook, maybe reading…yes reading) and a pair of slightly sweaty muscular arms would wrap around him and a slightly sweaty smell would envelop his senses. He would turn around and there would be his loving boyfriend…BUT that was a fantasy. Draco would find his mate, probably a lovely pureblood girl, and settle down and produce many many babies. The only problem being that his father had been dropping strange hints and when Draco had told Lucious of this life plan his father had only laughed and said,
"Draco…it won't be a pureblood girl you'll settle down and have babies with. But you'll definitely be having babies! Hahaha!"
Draco was beginning to think that his father was going mad. He shook his head set out to the library; there was some reading to do about his condition.
The lake where the Giant Squid dwelt was the murky home to many a species. One such species was a newly discovered group of humanoid amphibians called Jerkies, so named because of their rather churlish behavior. Hagrid had found a group of them happily slurping Marsh Tea atop a comfortably mossy rock on the sandy beach surrounding the lake. He decided that they would make lovely study specimens for his CoMC class (but this was only after one of them had bared its enormous pointy teeth at him and proceeded to bite the head off an intrusive frog) and that Harry especially would love the rude little critters. Little did Hagrid know, his young friend had no interest in Jerkies for Harry Potter was now a devoted pupil of study on Veela.
"Did you know," he had said cheerfully at dinner, "That Veela are very rare and that when there is a trace of Veelic DNA in a person they will inherit at least some sort of special power. That's because the Veelas' DNA is always dominant." Hermione couldn't even surpass his knowledge on the subject. She was considerably peeved.
"Harry," she had bit out, looking up from her large book (Veela Through the Ages by Patricia Trent) "maybe you should talk about something else now." Ron eagerly agreed, sick of his best mate's newest obsession,
"Yeah mate, haven't you got anything better to do?" Harry shrugged,
"I was bored so I picked up a hobby," he said, biting into a lovely slice of double chocolate pie. Ron snorted into his second helping of lemon cake,
"More like an obsession. You've been off every night to read up on Veela!" Harry scowled,
"Well it's not as if either of you are any fun! Ron, you've been off shagging every available girl in the school AND probably every available guy! (Ron gasped here and turned red) Hermione you've been studying so hard I'm surprised that you haven't passed out yet! I've been bored and now I have something to occupy my time!" Harry glanced at Hermione's book and raised an eyebrow, the bushy haired girl flushed and averted her eyes,
"Oh 'Mione, that book was fantastic! There's a sequel coming out, I've owled Mrs. Trent and she sent me an autographed copy! It hasn't even been released yet!" Harry sneered, making everybody aware of the fact that the girl who had told him to shut up about Veela was reading a book on them herself. Ron groaned and suddenly lost his appetite,
"I'm off mates, I'll see you later," he grumbled, knowing he would be starving later. Hermione stood too,
"Yes I'm off as well…got to study some Arithmancy" Harry snorted and Hermione scuttled off with Ron swaggering along behind her. Harry sighed and pulled out his newest Veela information book "Can You Spot Me?" by Bertha Baggins and began to read.
Veela and Their Mates
The best way for a person to know if they are the mate of a Veela is if a lusty beauty jumps them and begins to smother them with love and affection. If one is indeed approached by a Veela in an amorous way then they are most definitely their mate due to the fact that Veela feel attraction for nothing or nobody until their mate is found. For a Veela, finding one's mate is relatively easy. There have actually been many rumors about how a mate is found by a Veela such as by aura (an untruth that was originated by a confused wizard by the name of Earl Hathaway), by the taste of the blood, by an ethereal glow that surrounds the mate, with a dream or a certain charm produced by the bond between the mate and the Veela, etc. Actually a Veela will know their mate by a sudden uncontrollable attraction accompanied by an intoxicating scent that only the Veela can smell. To anyone else a Veela's mate will appear absolutely normal and no visible signs will be present on a mate's body.
Veela will not know who their mate is immediately after they hit puberty. Most Veela hit full puberty at age 16 or 17 and then after a few weeks (to allow their Veelic senses to implement themselves) they will begin to pick up their mate's scent. For Dominant male Veela the scent will arouse them and guide them directly to their mate. For submissive male Veela the scent will lead them to their mate and go a long way to comforting them but it will not have as much of an effect on their sexual behavior.
Veela, around the time they first reach maturity and before they find their mate, emit a certain type of hormone that attracts people to them. This can prove to be very dangerous mostly for submissive Veela because people will sometimes be carried away and attempt to force the Veela. This is why submissive Veela like to find their mates very quickly. As the scent of their mate becomes clearer the more hormones the Veela emits and the more dangerous the situation becomes. The Veela's mate will be unaffected by the Hormone however and this is another indication as to who the mate might be…
Draco sighed and rubbed the back of his neck. There were so many rules to being a Veela! Why hadn't anyone told him so? A clock rang 7 and Draco realized that he should be going. He stood and began to walk away but bumped into something…or someone, they both dropped their books.
"Sorry…" the person mumbled, leaning over and picking up the falling tomes. Draco was about to tell off the stupid cockroach who dared bump into him and then he looked up into cool green eyes and changed his mind. Those eyes darkened and narrowed,
"So Malfoy, come here to research your condition?" Harry said coldly, Draco blanched and turned to him sharply,
"What condition are you talking about?" Draco glared at Harry
'Oh no… what if that dolt has found out about me?' He thought, mind racing. Harry only scowled,
"The condition that prevents you from being anything but a bastard 24-7." He replied, Draco suppressed a sigh of relief and scowled at Harry,
"No, I have not. I was doing my Veela essay so you know, but then you probably wouldn't know what doing homework is like, if your intelligence is any indication!" Draco snatched his book from the boy-who-lived (who raised his eyebrow in a very Lucious Malfoy way)
"Is that so Malfoy? How would you know what my intelligence level is? If you haven't noticed, I am in the same advanced classes you are. Or have you been stalking me to find any sort of indication that I am indeed a bumbling idiot posing as someone reasonably intelligent? It doesn't matter anyway Malfoy; I have better things to do than stand around talking to you" with these last words Harry turned sharply and walked away, robes billowing behind him. Draco scowled and marched out of the library and down to the Slytherin common room.
"When did Potter become such a Slytherin-like Bastard?" he pouted and ate one of Pansy's cauldron cakes.
Meanwhile…
In the Gryffindor common room Harry frowned down at his book. It was still "Can You Spot Me?" by Bertha Baggins but it was…different. Inside all sorts of notes were written neatly in the sidelines, things were circled and several notes from other books were slipped between the pages. Harry's book had been new and didn't have any writing in it, moreover this handwriting was not his own. Harry looked at what was written. Things like:
"When I find them, I wonder what they'll look like?"
"Mating season is coming up 3 months from now; my mate needs to be found before then."
"Remind father to procure a separate dorm for me soon, Crabbe and Goyle are starting to eye me funny"
"Pansy IS NOT my mate; remember to break it to the Parkinsons' nicely."
"My Veela intuition will implement itself in one week according to the book, and then I will know for sure who my mate is…"
Harry looked through the book and decided that only one person could own this book. He thought back to earlier in the library when they had bumped into each other, this meant that Draco had his book and he now had Malfoy's book. Harry's eyes widened and a smile that could make grown men cry spread across his face.
"Draco Malfoy…" he said, staring into the flickering flame of the common room,
"Is a veela…"
Lily: omg! Another chapter! Actually there are only two so far which is embarrassing but finals are coming up and I have to studyyy! It's memorial day weekend all I hope you enjoyed this chapter!