The Bond and its Unintended Effects

"Okay, it's not that simple," Louis said with a smirk. "There are a few words you need to utter, but that's it. Are you sure you want to do this?"

"Provided there aren't any other hidden effects, I don't see why not." Harry replied.

"Oh!... about that….You and Gabrielle merely need to say, Amare Unum vinculum, and the other person's name, then do the deed, and the bond will form. But there is one more thing I forgot to mention. You two will also very briefly go in between your minds and kind of fight for dominance." Seeing the rather suspicious look on his face, Louis hurried to add," Don't worry, it doesn't actually affect you if she wins, you'll just act slightly more deferent to what she wants." Here Louis smiled ruefully, "Apolline won in our "duel". Trust me, it won't actually enslave you or anything."

Harry decided not to change his mind, and said, "Alright, now that we know what to do, could you leave?" a blush rising on his cheeks as he did so.

Louis decided not to reply with a playful tease and simply left, taking Fleur and Apolline with him, leaving Harry alone with Gabrielle.

"So, uh…. Amare Unum viniculum Gabrielle Delacour!" Harry said, feeling the strange urge to shout it as if it was a spell. His words caused a silvery tendril of something to emerge out of his forehead and head towards Gabrielle, and hesitated between them. Harry felt nervous, as if his entire soul was laid bare for the world to see.

Gabrielle stood up, and said, "Amare Unum viniculum Harry Potter!" From her too emerged a tendril of thought except this time it was a bright gold. The thoughts met, and Harry felt himself losing control of his body. He watched, almost in third person as his body stepped forward and kissed Gabrielle.

It was a chaste kiss by all standards, and even though it took merely a few seconds it felt like forever, because no sooner than Gabrielle broke away and returned the gesture was he bombarded by some primal urge to attack Gabrielle, mentally of course, and dominate her, to claim her as his.

It was clear that Gabrielle felt similarly based off of the anger in her eyes. Their tendrils began to battle, wrestling with each other, attempting to get on top of one another. Harry's was promptly subdued, and surrounded, as if to let him know that it was all over, and that resistance was futile.

Harry was enveloped by warmth that just continuously whispered "Give in. There's no use to even try to fight." Harry the nfound himself submitting, and losing consciousness.

But then, from a part of his mind that he never knew he had, emerged a retaliation force that screamed. A wave of pure energy came off him in waves, and Gabrielle's tendril found itself being dominated, wrestled into submission by the waves.

Gabrielle barely had enough time to widen her eyes in shock at the turned tables before her mind fled into unconsciousness. Harry's tendril, now much larger and stronger than it was before, instinctively proceeded to choke the unconscious and limp tendril, feeling waves and waves of pleasure at being on top, dominating, flowing through his mind.

The tendril sucked itself back into Gabrielle's mind, retreating from the abuse, leaving a hole in Gabrielle's mental defenses where it had gone. Harry, not in control of his body, but merely doing what his instincts told him to do mentally probed the hole and entered Gabrielle's mind, seeing memories and ideas floating around. He chuckled at a memory of Gabrielle hastily disposing a test with a score that looked suspiciously like a 69.

The tendril continued its search for the other, defeated tendril, going through most of her memories as it did so.

But in any case, the tendril found the other tendril, hiding in some corner and this time her tendril bowed down and allowed itself to be dominated and gave Harry access to whatever he wanted within her mind.

Harry exited Gabrielle's mind immediately after she submitted and woke up, regaining control of himself as he did so, just with some extra knowledge that he wasn't sure if he wanted. Like that one time Gabrielle stumbled upon her father showering. Not exactly pleasant. However, he certainly enjoyed other shower times, namely when Gabrielle and Fleur bathed each other….On many instances. Yes, especially that one… his perverted side reflected.

That side however, was quickly suppressed when Louis and the family walked back in, who were very surprised to see a conscious Harry but an unconscious Gabrielle.

"Well… it seems that the impossible happened," said a very surprised Louis after a moment of shock.

"Indeed… Gabrielle must be feeling quite interesting," added Apolline, speaking in unaccented, clear English.

Harry, his curiosity now perked up, asked "What do you mean?"

Apolline raised an eyebrow, and replied, "Well, she was just forcibly subdued by a male veela-an interesting experience by all accounts. Yes, you are a male veela. How it happened, I have no idea, because as Louis said earlier, there have only been five ever recorded, and they are long dead. Male veela are the only people known to be able to fight off and win the mental battle. Even the strongest of all ordinary humans would only be able to resist for some time, before finally being subdued.

Now, Louis never mentioned what happened if you won, not because he didn't want you to know, but because we ourselves don't know. It wasn't really written down. Our archives merely mention a people that could turn the tables around, and have the same effect on veela as we do human males. Namely, an allure, though it isn't passive. Male veela blood also heals us, and you can subdue your lust, for us through our allure, but also just ordinary causes. I don't know any more than that. Sorry."

She took a deep breath, and then continued.

"I'm going to be very frank with you. The reason why I told you this instead of letting you figure this out by yourself is for you to consider it as a gesture of friendship. Male veela enslaved us once before. I don't want that to happen to my daughter."

Harry was shocked that she would assume that he would do such a horrible thing, but then he remembered what he felt when dominating Gabrielle earlier. The sadistic pleasure of her helpless to do anything to stop him.

Disgusted with the thought, he firmly stated, "I won't harm your daughter, and will protect her from harm."

Apolline nodded, satisfied with his promise. "I'll hold you to that. I'm sure that you need some time to figure out yourself, but Gabrielle will be awake by tomorrow, and then I'll leave you two to discuss your new changes.

Expect slower updates. It'll be slower until school starts. As always, leave a review if there any gaping problems.

-dumbothedumbo