"So I'm thinking of giving him something Quidditch related." Sirius said as he looked around the World's Biggest Quidditch store in Berlin. "I just don't know what though."
"Well, he has a brand new broom so I would scratch that off your ideas." Remus stated as he saw James near the brooms.
"What kind did he get?" James asked. He was looking at a picture of the limited edition, Firebolt LT 3000. Rumored to be the fastest broom in existence. Apparently there were only 15 made around the world.
"That kind." Remus stated. "He also got a snitch with his name engraved onto it. The kind where you can practice with it and not worry about losing it."
"Wow, lucky bloke." Sirius said. "Who gave him those gifts?"
"Hermione gave him the broom and Ron gave him the snitch." Remus said as he picked up crimson dragon hide boots and gloves. "This would look great with his Gryffindor Quidditch robes." he thought.
"How did She get her hands on that broom?" James asked, astonished.
"I believe she called in a favor from Victor Krum. He was a spokesman for the new broom and could get one. Since Krum and her are really good friends he pulled some strings and got her one."
"Wow." James said. "What about one of the best cleaning and maintenance kits?"
"He already has one." Remus stated. "I forgot about that. He got it when he turned 16."
"Let me guess... Hermione?" James said picking up random things.
"Yup." Remus said. "I'm going to get him these new boots. I'm pretty sure he has out grown the older ones of his."
"Im going to get him a complete set of the equipment." James stated. "That way we can have mock games!"
"Thats genius!" Sirius exclaimed from a few isles down. "Now will you two help me figure something out?"
~*~*~
"So tell me," Lily asked during breakfast. She was sitting between her son and Hermione. "Your father is Jacob Granger?"
"Yes he is. How did you know?" Hermione asked confused.
"He was very good friends with me and my sister, before Petunia met Vernon." Lily explained. "We went to primary school with him and Petunia was friends with him up until she met Vernon. After that he seemed to back off. He told me that he didn't like Vernon too much."
"Really?" Hermione asked shocked. "Small world."
"It really is." Lily said laughing. "How many O.W.L.S did you manage to rack in?"
"Well, I would have gotten straight O's if it weren't for me dropping Divination back in second year." Hermione said trailing off. Lily and her continued talking clear after breakfast was don't and the dishes were cleaned.
"Lily! My flower!" James exclaimed walking into the sitting room where they were sitting. He leaned down and pressed a kiss against her cheek.
"James, there you are." Lily said. "Excuse Hermione dear, I need to talk to my husband here."
Hermione just grinned. "Well I'll talk to you later then."
Lily watched as the younger girl leave before she turned to her husband, who seemed rather nervous and confused.
"Jam-"
"I swear on the Marauders code that I did nothing." James said hurriedly, cutting her off. Did she find out what the three Marauders were up too?
"Its nothing like that, it's about Harry." Lily explained, laughing at how nervous he was, afraid that he did something inadvertently.
"Oh, okay." James said calming down a bit. "What about him?"
"Well, I think it is time that you tell him about his heritage and inheritance. He has already been showing signs."
"I have already thought about telling him. Remus, Sirius and I went to the store to get him late b-day presents since we weren't there. I am going to give him his gift and break the news to him." James explained.
"I was wondering about that." Lily remarked thoughtfully. "Should I talk to Hermione or let Harry deal with it?"
"Well, maybe talk to Harry first." James said. "You think it is Hermione too?"
"Oh I know it is." Lil explained. "The way they interact with each other and everything. Just like us after we started getting along of course."
"I believe I'll go tell him now, before he goes off to Hogwart's in a few days." James announced, dropping a sweet kiss to Lily. "I'll be sure to tell you how it goes."
~*~*~
"Hermione, my dear-" Fred said moving up to her as she walked upstairs.
"We have been-"
"Trying to get you-"
"Alone for hours-" George said. The twins walked till they were on both sides of her.
"What do you need?" Hermione asked curious.
"We have a proposition." Fred said. "But shall we adjourn to a more private place?"
"Uh sure." Hermione and the twins went into the library, knowing that it would be private for the time being. "So what proposition do you have for me?"
"We have decided," Fred started as he made him self comfortable in one of the leather arm chairs. "that since you have helped us out a great deal with WWW, that you will have part ownership in it."
"Are you two serious?" Hermione asked, shocked.
"Completely." George said. "You have helped with the production line, you donated several Galleons from the start, and you gave us advice."
"How did you find out that I gave you Galleons?"
"We have our ways, my dear." Fred said smirking. "We also know that a certain green eyed beau of yours also made a donation."
"You two are amazing." Hermione said laughing.
~*~*~
"Hey, Harry?" James asked knocking on the door.
"Come in." Harry's muffled voice shouted.
"Hey son." James said. He walked into the room and shut the door behind him.
"What you need?" Harry asked.
"Well, it seems that I need to tell you something about the Potter family." James explained.
"Alright, go for it." Harry said leaning against the wall while sitting on the bed.
"Okay," James cleared his throat. "The Potter family is ancient and noble. We date back from the time of Merlin. We have always been recognized as a notable Pure-blood family but what outsiders do not know is that we aren't as pure as they thought. Many generations ago, a Lord Tomlin Potter is the one that changed the Potters genetics forever."
"What do you mean?" Harry asked confused.
"It will all be explained shortly." James said. "Anyways, Tomlin married a pure-blooded witch as his ancestors did. Her name was Adéle and she was a popular and beautiful witch. She came from a very prominent French family. She was everything that Tomlin wanted in a wife. She was kind, generous, loved children and smart and all that. But, she had a secret that her family withheld from the Potter family. She was a pure-blood but she was also a Veela."
"Veela?" Harry said. "Does that mean I am a Veela?"
James just continued on with his story. "Tomlin didn't care but he didn't know that forever now that the Potter family will be Veela's. Every born Potter will inherit the genes when they turn 17. You understand everything thus far?"
"I believe I do." Harry said shocked.
"What is your knowledge on Veelas?" James asked.
"Well I know that they are mythical creatures. Normally they are female but are sometimes male. They have this power over the opposite sex and that they have only one mate that was destined from birth." Harry said trying to remember more. "Hermione knows a lot more than me."
"Well you are correct on all that. They are mostly female but it is not uncommon for them to be male. They have power over the opposite sex so they can find their mate. The only people who are impervious to a Veela charm are the married and its mate. They only use this power when a Veela is desperate at finding its mate. Their mate is their soul mate. They are made for each other. No one can stand between a Veela and its mate."
"Wow." Harry breathed. "That is a lot to take in."
"It really is." James said nodding his head. "I remember when my parents told me. Do you have any signs of knowing who your mate is?"
"What are the signs?"
"Well, the first sign would be reoccurring dreams at night of the person. It gets an image in your head so you know when you see them. That is the first one, it only ends when you are near your mate." James explained, watching him to see how he reacts to the news that he has given him. "Second sign is that once you find your mate, their scent will be the most alluring thing in the world to you. Its almost like a sedative."
Harry was listening attentively, thinking if he found his mate. He was pretty sure he had, in Hermione.
The first two signs that James explained fit perfectly. She was in many dreams of his and her scent was the loveliest smell on earth. Nothing even came remotely close to it.
"The third sign is that you can't seem to pull yourself away from her presence. She completes you. You can imagine yourself fifty years in the future and see her right next to you. That means that you have fallen in love with your mate and that the bonding stage will begin."
"The bonding stage?" Harry asked confused.
"Well, thats a conversation for another time." James said. He seemed to be blushing a bit. "Its natural and your instincts will guide you."
"Alright." Harry said suspicious and confused.
"Have you an idea on who your mate is?" James asked innocently. He was internally grinning, knowing just who Harry's Veela side picked as his mate.
"Uh I believe I have an idea." Harry said evasively.
"Well then, I must be off." James said smiling. "Do tell Hermione will ya? I think she deserves to know." With that he walked out of the room grinning at the surprised look on his son's face.
"So how did it go?" Lily asked when James returned.
"I believe that it went fairly well." James said.
"Is he going to talk to her?" Lily asked.
"I sure hope so. He knows that she is his mate, I could see it in his eyes. He also knows that I know that she is his mate." James told her. "Its just a matter of time now that the bonding stage will begin."
"He's already that far?" Lily asked surprised.
"Well, he has known his mate for 6 years now." James said.
"You do have a point there luv." Lily said laughing. They just laughed and migrated to find Sirius and Remus, planning on going to Gringott's for some much needed business update.
A/N: I am really unhappy with this chapter. Only some parts I actually like. Had trouble getting ideas out of my head. I believe the next chapter will make up for this ones. Hopefully. I'll make sure I work extra extra hard on it.
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