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It took a while to work on this one, but I managed. Enjoy~

Harry was leading us the way to this school library, passing by some other students, and knowing where to go. A tall man with a bleach blond hair almost, but has a touch of blond somewhere, and he held a pale blue eyes as close to silver or grey. He didn't hold out too much for me to read, but I didn't care. He seems to be one of the professors here, but I wasn't going to go in too much further. Harry stopped walking and quickly, we stopped going anywhere. This professor here smiled has left me petrified.

"Ah, Harry, my dear, I haven't seen you since third period." His voice was certainly soothing, yet, frightening.

Harry nodded, "I have been dealing with classes, you know? I already have homework to tackle tonight."

He came up to Harry and lifted his chin, "Do not fear, we will have quality time on the weekend."

Was that normal for teachers to be doing? Harry wasn't even fighting or against this sort of a thing. I wasn't too sure what's the law in the wizard world, but this ought to be restricted for any sort of relationships here. I assume Harry is the same age as me and I watched carefully. The man leaned in to kiss the student here and I couldn't stand it! I pulled him away from the man and held him together in my arms. The man flickered anger glowing around him and I did not like that sight of it. He hissed at me and Harry was thrown off balance all of a sudden.

"The hell is going on?" Harry asked, "Danny, let me go!" He insisted.

"I insist you release my mate, you foolish student. You would not like it if my Veela becomes possessive." The man warned.

I glared, "I don't care! This is so wrong!" My attention turned onto my roommate, "Harry, you can't let a Veela do this to you! I don't trust him!"

"How can I trust you?"

"I can explain why I am not familiar about you or how I am suddenly a wizard."

Harry froze at my words, but he nodded anyway. I let him go and the man breathed finally. He was rather glad this hasn't gotten any worse.

"Mr. Malfoy, let me do some thinking." Harry told him, "I might have to see it differently before we go on any further."

Mr. Malfoy wasn't pleased to see what I have done, "Harry dear, you already know the answer…don't push me away."

He sheepishly smiled, "I need to think about this first." He wanted to move up to the man, but he didn't.

"Fine, but let me know your answer by tomorrow."

Harry nodded and Mr. Malfoy walked away from all of us. Harry shook his head and I didn't understand.

"Danny, why did you interrupt our kiss?" Harry had to ask me that?

I frowned, "He's a teacher, isn't he?"

"Yeah, so?"

"Teachers and students' relationships are wrong!" Jazz cried out softly, "He's taking advantage of you."

"Not unless you're of age here. I am an adult now."

Sam blinked, "I forgot about that, but it's still not a good idea. I don't trust that man."

"Finally," I threw my hands out, "He reminds me of too much like Vlad."

Harry tilted his head, "Professor Masters? He's your Veela?"

I glared, "Not my Veela, my archenemy!"

Harry was taken aback by the idea of archenemy, but this is rare for me to say around to anyone. For some reason, he was used to enemies and I don't know why.

"I'm glad Voldemort isn't my Veela. I would hate to be dating an archenemy."

Jazz jumped, "The Dark Lord?" She gasped, "So you're…oh, my." She started to make clue on some ideas.

"So you have heard about me…there's goes my chance."

I crossed my arms, "Not exactly, I don't care who you are to the world. You're your own person and so am I. This place isn't safe enough to talk about it. Can we check out books and bring them to our room?" I wondered.

Harry nodded and that's what we did. He knew where to get them and gathered a few – meaning five books – and took care of the business. This library was definitely creepy to go into, especially a section that claims restricted Dark books. I don't get it why the school would allow that here if any students can attempt to read them.

Jazz was too focused on understanding a few things and I have a feeling it's about this Voldemort guy. Harry didn't like much about his archenemy and it was a very strange name to hear. Sam and Tucker were clueless about anything. Talk about having a great start of the year without any stirring trouble.

Once we were back into our room, apparently, Ron was doing some reading on…whatever he is reading. He never strikes me much of a reader, but it's probably something he enjoys reading.

"Harry, Bill recommended this book for Veela since it helped him out with his fiancée and explain-" He looked up and went oh on us.

I assumed he wasn't expecting some company and I noticed Harry's best friend was quite supportive. This might complicate things. He was blushing redder than he could ever been for some reason.

"Uh, for our research project." He quickly added, his lying was too easy to spot.

Harry sighed, "They know, Ron. Mr. Malfoy kissed me and Danny pulled me away from him."

Ron tilted his head, "Malfoy really loves showing off, doesn't he?"

Harry was disappointed at Ron, "You're purposely reading that book to be aware from someone who isn't a deatheater anymore."

"I still think he is a deatheater!" The red head huffed.

Harry shook his head, but I was sort of glad to see someone isn't stupid about this!

"Finally!" I plopped down onto my bed, "I thought that man is scary enough as Vlad."

Ron jerked his head at me, "Professor Masters? He's actually the best teacher and hasn't left his job position for that class!"

Sam looked over to Ron, "Vlad Masters? Our Vlad Masters is the best teacher? I find that hard to believe."

Harry sat down on his bed, "We're lucky to even have him, Professor Masters wasn't afraid of being killed by deatheater, especially with one teaching the wizard business courses."

Tucker scratched his head, "What's a deatheater?"

Ron crossed his arms, "Someone who serves for the he-who-will-not-be-named and help him rule the world to get rid of all muggles and muggle-borns. They have a mark on their arm that shows it they're loyal to that evil lord."

"Ron, just call him by his name. Voldemort."

Jazz shook her head, "This is beyond a coincidence."

I kept up at everyone's pace about everything as much as I could, but this was crazy right now.

"So, we're dealing with a powerful man who wants to eliminate non-magical people and he has an army of his own. I take it that we're supposed to fear him?"

Jazz nodded, "Yes, from what I have read. He has killed several people at his own whims and killed someone's parents and left a mark or a scar on this young infant, who is standing in this very room."

My brows united, "Who?"

Harry lifted up his head, "Me, I'm the one they call The boy who lived, the chosen one, and soon to be hero to kill him. It's every year I have to deal with his plot to kill me so he won't get killed by me."

I felt chilly down my spine, "That would make sense from the way I am reading you." I sighed, "I think it'd be safe to say Vlad is my archenemy because we're…well, half ghost. He got me in dangerous situations while I dealt with fighting ghosts at the same time. I can't be with him because I will turn evil."

Ron frowned, "I think it's impossible for Masters to be evil at all. He's actually very reasonable out of most professors and he even helped Harry out last year!"

"And did you say half ghost?" Someone new joined in.

Jazz, my friends, and I literally jumped from someone who has heard important conversation. She had dark blonde hair and tall as Harry and Ron are. Our roommates expected her to be ahead of this and I didn't even see her.

"Uh, yes?" I gulped, "I'm not crazy."

The girl shook her head, "You're not crazy if you do not trust Mr. Malfoy, but something about Professor Masters and his double life standard seems strange to me." She sat down next to Ron on his bed.

"And you are…?"

"Hermione Granger, you are?"

"Danny Fenton-"

Her eyes widened, "You're from Amity Park, Illinois in America with all the ghosts roaming?" I nodded, "Oh, my, that would make sense. So, explain the whole half ghost and your involvement?"

Hermione, this girl, was too focused on this. She's like Jazz, only more nosier personality like. She seems more loyal towards Harry and Ron, so I hoped there wasn't any more people involved.

"Is there anyone else joining us before I carry on?" I had to be careful.

Harry shook his head, "It's normally Ron and Hermione."

I sighed, "Well, our parents were inventing a portal to a ghost realm and they were disappointed to its failure. So, I thought to go inside and try to fix it. What I didn't know was there is an ON button on the floor and triggered the power source on. It was lighting up in the front, I hardly noticed, and I was fixing the back of the portal's wiring. That's when it blasted me completely. Half of me have died and changed into a half ghost, half human. A halfa. My ghost name is Danny Phantom or Phantom."

Hermione nodded, "Just as I suspected. At least we can say is don't let him know you exist or he might try to use you to his plans."

For someone who's smart did not express too much excitement of finding out I am the famous ghost town hero. Maybe she accepted whom she sees, especially with Harry in her life. Jazz was impressed by her reaction and I did not see why not.

"Uh, I intend to stay away from anything evil or at least fight against them. Now, is there a way to reject being a Veela's mate?" I asked, hoping someone would know.

Hermione jumped in her seat, "Reject a Veela to be their mate? Harry! I thought you said you wouldn't?" She panicked.

I blinked, "What happens if rejecting them? I'm trying to get out of Vlad's-"

"ARE YOU INSANE?!" She hissed, "Veela's race is much smaller than our society! They need mates to survive and if you reject them, you're endangering them!"

She came up to me with her ranting and I was afraid of her touching me. My body collapsed onto the floor and she finally realized she made her points. Sam quickly grabbed Hermione before anything could happen and I sighed. I sat back up on the bed without worrying about my injury or bruises.

"Are-hey! I'm trying to help him get back up?" Hermione tried tugging away from Sam.

Sam shook her head, "Trust me, he's fine. He didn't want you to touch him."

Harry blinked, "He's not going to dissolve by a simple touch, is he?"

Tucker joined in, "No, it's just when you touch him, you literally freeze up. Only in his human form, he can touch you in his ghost form, though."

I nodded, "Only Vlad is capable of touching me…my dad, I can't explain him." I shrugged, "But, you'll feel like you're freezing with me."

Sam released her, "Sorry, it's a force of habits to prevent anyone, even his former bully."

She nodded, "It's alright, we would have all done the same thing."

I can see how Harry picked his friends or faith has done for him. These two knew what they're talking about and aware of danger, yet, they don't have the black aura on the two. The thing is…black aura tends to push me away, yet, at the same time, I can associate it. Right now, I needed to learn more of this…Veela situation.

"Is there a way to get a Veela to a new mate?" I asked.

Hermione shook her head, "I'm afraid not. However, if you are uncomfortable and not ready, you can start with friendship with the Veela before getting serious. It's very uncommon, but it helps their race." She pulled her hair back of her ear.

Sam took interests, "Are you aware of something about Veela's request? We have a hard time interpreting that one."

The brunette blushed at that question, "Y-yes. It means they will ask for a spawn or offspring."

I frowned, "But how? We're both males here."

Ron blinked, "Wizards can be pregnant too, mate. Magic does all the work to make it successful."

I felt myself not breathing, thoughts raced with a million questions, and everything seem to be fading out. My friends and my sister called my name out, but it wasn't enough to hear. Everything turned dark and too much pressure on myself. The voices were repeating what I have heard about the Veela's request. I-it can't be true!

No, no way…no way in a thousand or billions of years! It can't be natural! Yet…

Wizards can be pregnant too, mate. Magic does all the work to make it successful.

That's why Vlad's determine? No, it wasn't right! It can't be fair! No. No, no! NO! This will never happened.

…

Everything felt dark, yet, something was happening. I was on the couch, a large softy one, and covered under a soft blanket. I was happily humming. Vlad came in with a smile and I gave him a smile. He kissed my forehead.

"How are you, my lovely badger?" He whispered into my ear.

"Very relax, but I need the bathroom."

Vlad nodded and offered his head, "I'll help you along the way."

I smiled at him, I pulled off the blanket, and he helped me stand up with his strength. My body was different…with a swallow stomach that couldn't have been mistaken for pregnancy and look like I am about to pop anytime. Vlad rubbing my stomach-

"WHAT?!" My eyes forced wide open and my jerked up.

I gasped and noticed I was somewhere different. My hands quickly rubbed or checked my stomach and seeing it's flat. That-that was

"Danny! You're okay! It's just a dream!" My sister spoke up.

My head jerked over to where she is, "Vlad…no way. I am not getting pregnant by him!" It took me seconds to realize something, "I passed out and I had that dream…he…ugh, treated me like a lover and helping me get up from the couch to go to the bathroom and I-I-I was damn huge!" I double check on my stomach.

I felt a headache panging me and it wasn't even good. It meant a nightmare was just a beginning. It took a while to notice everyone in the room and they were worried, but not as much as my sister is.

"Danny, your magic is responding by dreams and Professor Masters is a Veela. His kind of magic is showing you very little of the future." Hermione declared.

I frowned, "So, you mean to tell me he's shoving his insight of our future that we're going to be happy? B-but I don't want to be pregnant! I want to deal with school and stop having to worry about fighting and lying or sneaking off-"

"-and you still can be a student here. Mr. Malfoy doesn't want to take me away from school, he wants to be close to me, and I rather be with him." Harry pointed out.

I glared at him, "You are not going to be fooled by his Veela's needs or requests or whatever he wants."

Harry huffed and crossed his arms, "He doesn't fool me and he does have a son already, but that's just arranged marriage. He doesn't show off his wife ever, so he shows me off more than anyone can say."

My eyes rolled, "So does Vlad, but I don't trust that man of yours. He went delirious on jealous passion."

"That's because you were touching a Veela's mate! ME! Come on, there's got to be a way to reason, Danny."

I scowled at him, "How about let's avoid getting anyone pregnant, and finish school? Can we at least do that without needing a Veela or having a mate?"

Harry blinked, "We can avoid pregnancy and finish school, but we cannot avoid them."

Ron stood up, "How about not let both of you be without one of us in your sight with them? We can stop the chances of letting things go far and remind you. It'll relieve stresses for the Veela and explain to them what the rules are if they want you." He suggested.

Tucker agreed, "I think that's fair, knowing Vlad, he'll do whatever it takes necessary and seize the opportunity-"

We heard knocking and Ron went to answer anyway. Someone came in with full of roses and some other flowers I never seen before. This student was dropping it off from the way I have seen it.

"Who's Daniel Fenton?" The student asked.

I waved, "I am, why?"

He came up and handed this to me while holding up an envelope letter, "This is for you." He told me.

"Huh…?" I didn't even understand and the student left after I accepted the letter, "I don't know if I should be concern or worry." I set the bouquet of flowers next to my bed.

Jazz came over to peek, "What's the letter say?"

I shrugged, "I don't even know who sent it, but I have a feeling it's Vlad."

"How do you know?" Hermione asked.

Sam placed her hands on her hips, "He used to chase their mom for good seven to eight months. After that, he was focusing on Danny most of the time. He'll do anything to lure him into something." Her eyes rolled.

Hermione saw our reasoning and I opened up the letter to read. I didn't dare aloud just in case. As I read…

Dear Daniel,

Please, I beg of you. Do not push me away and I need a mate. Without one, I will not be able to save my race. Can you at least push aside our past? I brought you flowers that represent you, each of them has reminded me of you, and they're special as much as you are.

Trust me, Daniel, there is no control when a Veela takes over me. I am still me, yet, I will change to have you. Truthfully, I am happy that it is you because I have no secrets to hide from you.

Give me a chance, Daniel, and I will make this your worthwhile. If you are not happy about us when the time comes, you can walk away. However, it will not be easy for the both of us. You should know your half will not let you keep anyone within you unless the opposite of you. Only I am allowed to touch you without icicle feeling as others describe.

If it makes you feel any better, as a Veela, I am to make you happy and do anything to keep you smile. I will give you two days to tell me your answer or decision. Do bear in mind, you will not walk away to say no so easily or break this. Once a Veela tells you that you are their mate, you will always be their mate. I am sure there is a reason why we are meant to be together.

Please, Daniel? I will do anything.

Your Veela,

Vlad Masters

He seems serious in his writing and I knew he was telling the truth from well written and smooth paper. Whenever he wants to lie, it wouldn't be good as his writing. He would have type it up, but with writing it down, he tells the truth. I handed it over to Jazz and she was happy enough to accept it. Everyone crowded over her to read it and I decided to glare at the flowers.

Harry grinned to his luck, but I had no idea why he's being so cheeky. He came up to me and faced me alone while everyone was struggling to read the letter Vlad sent me.

"One thing I am positively sure is that you can't find me while being invisible."

My head jerked up at him, "You can turn invisible? How?"

"Invisible cloak."

I slapped my face, "I should have known, wizards having invisible cloak or something."

Ron joined with Harry, "Actually, it's rare to have the cloak, and Harry inherited it six years ago on Christmas."

"I guess I should point out I can go intangible, invisible, fly, ecto-ray, Ghostly wail, ice freeze, duplicate, and bunch of other powers and abilities." I pointed, "And all you have is magic and an invisible cloak. Anything else am I missing?"

"He can talk to snakes." Ron showed off.

That's very interesting, Ron seems to enjoy showing his best friend off like Tucker does, and Tucker is very fascinated with snakes, almost as much as his PDA. I'm surprised he hasn't pulled out to consume his 'relationship' with the device. Maybe he's finally coping for once.

"Cool. Now, let's get back onto setting the rules for our Veela. I think that if they want to spend time with us, we will need someone in our team to be with us." I agreed with the simple idea.

Harry sat down on his bed, "Fine, that includes weekends and vacation. Everyone can take turns in the same day. We should be allowed to kiss."

"As long it doesn't cross the line," My fingers twitched, "I'm fine with that…I guess."

"How long is being with them is enough?"

I shrugged, "I don't know, an hour before curfew?"

Jazz coughed, "Studying and homework."

"I agree, school still comes in first too." Hermione pointed out, "We can't fall behind on our chances with N.E.W.T.S."

I scratched my chin, "Then, we should get here by nine and that'll give us two hours to do it all."

Hermione approved, "If there is one failing grades, then no point of seeing their Veela until the next grades are back up."

Jazz agreed, "And if having more than five failing grades shows, then cut off for one month."

Harry grew more satisfied with the rules and decided to accept this anyway. For me, I fear a bit with Vlad and his…chances of happiness to win anything for once around me. I don't even know much. Tomorrow doesn't seem too far away and that makes me rather peel my skin off than face him. Harry does really trust Mr. Malfoy and that man got a murder range when I broke their kiss. Somehow, I hope some ghosts show up for me to allow me miss his class and that would be nice, yet, I doubt it.

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