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Chapter 3

Harry was quite thankful for the knock at the front door, which allowed him to disentangle himself from his best friends clutches. He was pretty sure Snape must of gotten his letter but he was still surprised. He had expected it to take at least an hour for Hedwig to get to Snape and if Harry was being honest with himself he'd admit part of him thought Snape might not be willing to help him.

He walked over to the door and opened it with slightly trembling hands. Sure enough standing in the doorway was none other than Harry's mother's old friend, his most hated poisons professor, Severus Snape. For a second Harry just stared at the man.

The man gave Harry one of his signature glares, which had been known to make some students break down into tears before he brushed past Harry into the house. For a second Harry couldn't help imagining what the Dursley's would do if they ever found out about the 'freaks' Harry had allowed into their house while they were away.

"Potter!" Harry couldn't help flinching at the sound of Professor Snape's angry voice and found himself making a beeline for the living room where he found Snape seething as he took in the sight of Mrs. Granger and Hermione.

Before Mrs. Granger or Hermione could say a word Professor Snape had Harry's arm in a vice like grip and he was pulling Harry into the Dursley's pristine kitchen. Snape's wand was out in a flash and he proceeded to cast silencing and other warding charms. Harry was itching to say something, but the death glares Snape kept giving him kept him quiet.

"Do they know?" Professor Snape asked Harry at last.

"E-excuse me?" Harry asked his professor, he cursed inwardly at the crack in his voice.

"Idiot boy, did you tell Miss Granger and her mother about the letter?"

Harry couldn't meet Snape's angry eyes, "I…yeah I thought—"

His professor instantly started pacing the room, robes billowing, "do you have any idea what you have done Mr. Potter?" Harry was suddenly angry, really angry, he honestly had no idea why his professor was so angry. Professor Snape had no right to be mad at him. So what if Harry had told Mrs. Granger and Hermione, he could trust them, he knew he could.

"They won't tell I trust—"

Snape's pacing instantly seized at snapped around to stare at Harry, "this has nothing to do with trust Mr. Potter. How much do they know? How much did you tell them?"

"I…I let them read the letter before—"

His professor sighed and Harry was shocked as the man's body sagged against the wall. "Harry," Harry's mouth dropped open, Snape had never used his first name before, "I know it was not your intention, but never the less, you have placed the whole Granger family in danger."

"What!" Harry squeaked as all color drained from his face, "I…I didn't. I…I just needed—"

Snape sighed again and took a seat at the kitchen table, "sit down Harry." Harry did has he was told and sat down. "Do you understand who you are Harry? What you're mother was?"

"Yeah…Hermione explained it. Mom said she was the lost Veela heir and her parents, my grandparents, are the Veela prince and princess. She said I probably had my magic bound and that's why I never knew. Are you…will you help me?" Harry asked. He needed to know if this man was really willing to help him find his grandparents.

Professor Snape actually smiled, Harry had to blink a few times to make sure he wasn't seeing things, "of course I'll help you Harry…I'm sorry…for last year and the way I treated you. It had to be done otherwise Dumbledore would have been suspicious. I'm sorry for yelling at you just now, but you have to understand by telling the Granger's of your true identity you have put them in danger. But what's done is done, right now we have to get you out of her and to the Malfoy's—"

"The Malfoy's?" Harry scrunched his brow in confusion, "why?"

"Firstly, because Lucius Malfoy was a friend of your mother's and will be willing to help us. Secondly, because we need a safe place to stay where I will be able to undo the bind on your magic and remove the glamour on you without worrying about others who might be affected by your allure. And finally, we will go to the Malfoy's because they have family living in the Veela Nation who can notify your family of the situation."

"Oh…wait…my mom was really friend's with a Malfoy? And what's an allure?"

"Harry, I know you're relationship with Draco is…strained, but everything is not as it seems. Yes you're mother was very close with Lucius, he helped her control her abilities. As for what an allure is…well…you're mother mentioned it in her letter…"

"Yeah…and…"

"Well…" Snape suddenly looked uncomfortable, which made Harry instantly nervous, "an allure basically affected the sexual hormones of the non-Veela individuals around a Veela and makes those individuals sexually attracted and almost entranced by the Veela."

"What? Does…does every Veela have an allure?" Harry asked horrified.

Snape's lips twitched in response to the expression on Harry's face, "yes, they do."

"So I'll have an allure? Is everyone affected by it that isn't a Veela?" Harry was currently imagining a scene where all of a sudden Professor McGonagall was attracted to him; he couldn't help the shiver that ran down his spine.

Now Snape was definitely sporting a smirk, Harry however found the situation anything but amusing. "Usually it is mainly males who are effected by female Veela and vice versa. However, as a royal Veela you're allure would be significantly more potent than the average Veela. You're mother, before she learned to control her abilities, seemed to effect both men and women."

"Eww…that's disgusting."

"Harry, you're still young and while you will have an allure it will be significantly less potent than a full grown Veela. While non-Veela were attracted to your mother at your age it was a very mild attraction."

"This is just great," Harry sighed, it was like his whole world was being flipped up side down. "How else will I change when you remove the spells Dumbledore put on me?" Harry asked.

"Well, your appearance will change drastically. The glamour on you is similar to that of the glamour James wore while at school, though I believe you're eyes will stay the same. It is difficult to alter ones eyes with a glamour, which I imagine is the reason Dumbledore altered your eyesight, so as to hide your eyes behind glasses. You will be able to do wandless elemental magic, for example you may be able to create fireballs. You will eventually be able to transform into a bird-like form when you're older. Oh…and your mother was able to speak most languages fluently as well as speak to animals, though I believe that ability is only present in the royal Veela blood line."

"I can already do the last bit. I've never heard anyone speak another language before, but Hermione spoke to me in French today and I spoke back to her without realizing I was even speaking a different language."

"Interesting, I suppose Dumbledore was not able to bind all of your abilities then. Well…are you ready to go Harry? We have already spent to much time doodling and I suspect it will only be a matter of time before Dumbledore realizes something is amiss."

"I'm…yeah. I'm already packed, but what about Hermione and her mum?" Harry asked, he had almost forgotten about the two.

"I will have to obliviate them," Professor Snape stated coolly.

"No you can't do that!" Harry yelled indignantly.

"Harry, I must. It is not safe for them to know of you're true identity and the knowledge they have might very well put them in danger. Dumbledore is not above hurting them to get to you. I'm sorry, but this must be done." Harry refused to acknowledge Snape's words, even though part of him knew they were true. Snape grabbed onto Harry's arm and guided him back into the living room.

When Harry saw Hermione and Mrs. Granger he looked down at the ground unable to meet their eyes. It took only a few moments for Snape to obliviate both mother and daughter. He then proceeded to grab Harry's belongings while still holding tightly to Harry's arm and walk Harry out the door.

Once they were a little ways away from the Dursley's Snape's grip on Harry's arm tightened and the next thing Harry knew he felt like he was being sucked through a narrow tube, then he landed flat on his face before a big iron gate.

Harry looked around, 'what just happened?'

Standing above Harry, Snape once again demonstrated the sneer that he was famous for at Hogwarts. "Perhaps I should have forewarned you before…that Mr. Potter was side-along apparition." Snape grabbed onto Harry and hoisted him up off the ground.

Still a bit dazed, it took Harry a few moments to get his barring's. "Where are we?" He finally asked his professor, who had already made his way to the gate looming before them.

"We are currently just outside Malfoy manor Mr. Potter. Now…I have no doubt the have already alerted the Malfoy residence of our presence. Let me do the talking, Lucius was not aware that Lily was the lost heir and will not be happy when he finds out. Though during the war the Malfoy's allied themselves with Voldemort their loyalties have always lain with the Veela crown first and foremost. Lucius will want to deliver you to your grandparents as quickly as possible, but in order to avoid a war between the Veela and wizards we must tread carefully. Stay close to me and do as I do. Do you understand Harry?"

Before Harry could tell Snape he understood, even though he wasn't so sure he did, the gates began to open and Harry spotted a man walking towards them. He was like an older version of Draco, this was obviously Lucius…and he didn't look happy.

"What is the meaning of this Severus? Why have you brought Harry Potter to my home? It was you who told me I had to keep my distance from Lily's child—"

"Perhaps it would be best if we discussed this inside Lucius there is much you do not know," Snape stated.

"Very well," Lucius replied, casting Harry one more sidelong class before turning and ushering them through the gates.

Harry could help gapping at the Malfoy manor. Sure Hogwarts was obviously impressive, but Malfoy manor was different, it was refined and elegant and he felt comfort in the subtle magic he felt in the air.

When they entered what Harry presumed to be the living room, though the Dursley's entire house could probably fit inside, they all took seats around the fire.

Lucius snapped his fingers and a creature, the likes of which Harry had never seen before appeared out of nowhere. Harry didn't know what to make of it and was especially confused when he took a closer look and realized the creature was wearing a tea towel. "Dobby get me something to drink…and Severus do you want anything?" Severus shook his head, "Harrison?" Lucius asked and it took a moment for Harry to realize the man was speaking to him before he too shook his head. "Very well…Severus," Lucius once again turned to fix his gaze on Professor Snape, "what is this about?"

"Well…Lucius promise me you'll hear everything I have to say before you do anything rash…"

"Severus I am no Gryffindor. Now tell me what this is all about," Lucius once again insisted.

"You remember what Lily was don't you Lucius?"

"Of course I do. I helped James train her after all…full Veela…" for a second Harry caught a dreamy expression in Lucius Malfoy's eyes and cringed at the thought of a Malfoy liking his mother. "I still don't understand how she ended up in a wizarding school."

"Yes well…you remember Lily was adopted?" Lucius nodded. "Well, Lily often wondered about her heritage and where she came from. So in sixth year before our falling out I helped her to create a parentus revelio potion…" Severus paused.

"And?" Lucius asked, clearly not liking to be kept waiting.

"And we found she was the daughter of Philip and Adaline Beaulieu."

"What?" Lucius asked in a quiet scary voice that gave Harry goose bumps.

"She was—"

"Are you telling me that Lily Potter was the missing heir and you never thought to tell me!" Harry quickly decided that he never wanted to be on the wrong side of Lucius Malfoy. Currently the man look furious and Harry could feel his powerful magic in the air.

"Father," called a voice from the door and Harry turned toward it. There stood Draco Malfoy, one of Harry's least favorite people at school.

"Draco go back to bed," Lucius demanded. Though he seemed to have calmed a little with the arrival of his son he still looked furious. Then something seemed to click in Lucius's mind and once again his fury seemed almost palpable. "What Draco!" Lucius called out to his son. Draco clearly weary of his father's obvious anger walked forward towards his father. Then he recognized Harry.

"What's Potter doing here?" Draco asked indignantly.

"Not now Draco," Lucius told his son before he rounded on Snape once more. "If Lily was the lost heir, than that would make Harrison…and you're only bringing the boy to me now?" Lucius was glaring daggers at Snape by now and Harry had the sudden very un-Gryffindor urge to run out of the room before Lucius finally lost it.

"You must understand Lucius…" Snape begun.

"No don't try to defend yourself Severus. You know how much the loose of the heir effect the Veela and yet you never revealed her identity to me when I could have protector her and her child and then you don't tell me about Harrison until know. Are you aware the Veela prince and princess still grieve for their daughter? Are you aware that the Queen still refuses to open the borders of the Veela Nation? Are you aware of what will happen when the Veela find out that the heir was killed…killed by a wizard and that her son was almost killed?"

"I—"

"Who else knew about this Severus?" The venom in Lucius's eyes just dared Snape to lie to him.

"James knew…obviously. Remus Lupin and Sirius Black…and Albus Dumbledore."

Lucius let out a hiss of anger and Harry couldn't help but fidget a little in his set. "Draco, go get your mother," Lucius barked at his son, and Draco was quick to obey. Finally Lucius's eyes fell on Harry and for the first time since they had met Harry saw the man's eyes soften. "Your Highness," Harry was taken aback by the title, "know that I will protect you to the best of my ability while you are in my how and that I will return you to your grandparents as soon as possible."

"Umm…that you sure."

For a couple minutes there was silence before Snape reached into his pocket and pulled out a letter…that was his mother's letter Harry suddenly realized. "Lucius…I think perhaps you should read this?" Severus stated, handing Lucius the letter.

"What is it?" Lucius asked.

"It's a letter from Lily to Harry, which he received this morning."

"I see," before Lucius could open the letter however, Draco and a woman, Harry guessed to be his mother, entered the room.

"Lucius what's wrong? What happened?" The woman inquired of her husband.

"Your Highness this is my wife, Narcissa," both Draco's and Narcissa's brows furrowed at the title Lucius gave Harry, and Harry wasn't particularly found of the title himself.

"Um…you can call me Harry," he stated hoping the man would get the hint and stop calling him 'your highness'. "It's a pleasure to meet you Mrs. Malfoy."

"Narcissa, Severus and I need to have a private conversation. Can you take Harrison and Draco to the dining room and get them something to eat?" Lucius asked his wife.

"Umm…of course dear," Narcissa replied still looking confusedly at her husband.

"And Narcissa…Harrison is not to leave you're side under any circumstances. I don't want him outside either. It is important that he remain safe while here. That means no fooling around Draco," Lucius added looking directly at his son.

"But—" Harry started to complain, he wanted to be able to go outside and he didn't want to be stuck with a babysitter, he was almost twelve after all.

"Harrison," the man stopped him, "this is for your protection. I will not have you hurt," Lucius turned once more to his wife, "Narcissa, Harrison's grandparents, Philip and Adaline Beaulieu will not be pleased if the boy is returned to them in anything other than perfect condition," both Draco and Narcissa gasped at the names. "Get one of the house elves to prepare the room next to ours and get him some clothes to wear as well."

Narcissa was obviously still shocked, but hide her surprise well, "of course dear." Narcissa gently reached down and took Harry's hand pulling him along and towards the living room doors, "come Draco," Narcissa called to her son, who came trotting after them while continuing to stare at Harry wide eyed.