Title: Veela Prince

Author: SeverusHermioneForever

Pairings: Harry/Draco

Warnings: Lots of slash dudes. Weasley bashing.

Disclaimer: I do not own anything, I only own things you don't know.

"They're absolutely mad," Malfoy said, shaking his head as they both left the shop with bags full of pranks in their hands.

Harry grinned and they walked towards the Leaky Cauldron, looking like young boys who had just visited the world's largest candy store.

"You'll get used to them after you've been around them for nearly all your life,"

"I suppose that's true. But still, they're both mad as hatters,"

Harry snorted and sat down into the nearest seat he could see and Malfoy plonked himself beside him.

"So, what are you going to do for your birthday?" Harry raised an eyebrow at the sudden question. "I'm not exactly sure, probably be with the Weasley's again."

"Again? Surely you don't get bored of them?"

"Like I said, you'll get used to them. Although, let's hope Ron's not mad at me…."

"Why would Weasel be mad at you?"

"Because he's jealous of me most of the time. Although, I can sort off understand why…."

"Isn't he always jealous of everything?" Malfoy snorted and Harry rolled his eyes.

"Yeah but the reason why he's jealous is because he's got such a large family to compete against."

"More like a breeding family. But, hey, when you have a family, why compete? There's nothing to be jealous of in a family. Unless you're a Weasel,"

"I see your point. But still…"

"No buts Potter. A family a family."

"How about your family then?" Harry asked and Malfoy's eyes darkened before quickly going back to normal and Harry could off sworn he saw something lurking behind Malfoy that wasn't human.

"Was that your Veela?" Harry whispered.

Malfoy nodded slowly. "You're a Veela too you know. It's just yours hasn't decided to show itself yet."

Harry looked bewildered at him.

"Me? A Veela? You have got to be kidding me," Harry blinked at him and Malfoy shook his head.

"I can smell the Veela in you. Looks like your father had some Veela members in his family,"

Harry sighed. This was just getting weirder and weirder.

"Hey, I want to go to a guitar shop tomorrow. Want to come?" Harry asked, changing subjects.

Malfoy raised an eyebrow at him. "You? Playing the guitar? Now that's something," Harry grinned. "I picked up some lessons during primary school and fancy picking it up again. Come on, you'll love it," Harry begged.

"Alright. How can I refuse such a beautiful face like that?" Malfoy said giving in and Harry grinned.

"Right then, I'll be going up now. Tomorrow morning,"

Malfoy nodded and Harry picked up his bags and went towards his room.

He found the mirror was fast asleep and for that he was thankful as he got out the book he bought the other day called Veela Prince. He got into bed and turned to the first page.

January 12th 1403

It has been a week since Gustav has seen his brother and he was extremely worried. His brother never went off like this, not without letting him know where he was going anyway. It was starting to bother him and sooner or later, Gustav would have to start sending out the knights to look for him.

But deep down there was a nagging feeling about his brother and Gustav could only hope that it wasn't true. His father always favoured Ignotus. Always compared them both even if Ignotus was the youngest.

He sometimes felt jealous and hatred towards his brother, but he loved his brother sometimes, even if he didn't show it.

"My Lord, there is someone at the castle door waiting for you. Should I bring him in?" A knight said, bringing Gustav out of his thoughts. Gustav looked up and nodded slowly. "Yes, yes. Bring him in."

The sound of armour clashing against each other was heard as the knight moved quickly towards the door. The sunlight seeped through, causing Gustav to close his eyes before opening them to see a young man in front of him.

The man was quite tall with broad shoulders and black sleek hair with the most beautiful eyes Gustav ever came across. His eyes were an ocean blue colour and it made Gustav want to stare into those endless pits forever.

"Who are you?" Gustav demanded, shaking his head and trying hard not to stare into those eyes of his.

"Orion Black my lord," He said and his voice sent shivers of pleasure down his spine and the boy gave a low bow at him.

"Why have you come here?"

"I have come here for a job. I have been disowned by my family you see, and I came across this kingdom in hope to find a job and start a new life,"

The King raised an eyebrow at him.

"Disowned? Why, may I ask?"

"Family matters, my lord. I wish not to speak of it right now," Gustav nodded in understanding. The boy will tell him why when he's ready.

"I understand. What sort of job are you looking for?"

"A butler I hope. Or a stable boy. I am not entirely bothered with whatever job you give me,"

"My butler is leaving in a couple of days due to his illness. Would you like to take his place and be my butler?"

Orion nodded. "It would be an honour my lord."

Gustav nodded and called the nearest knight. "Take Orion Black to his rooms and show him his uniform, make sure he is comfortable. Is that clear?"

The knight nodded and saluted. "Yes sir. Follow me Mister Black," The knight clicked his heels together and left the room. Orion picked up his bag and turned around, walking out of the throne room.

What Gustav didn't know was what trouble this young servant boy would be in the future.

Harry blinked and booked marked the page. He couldn't put the book down! It was so interesting and it made him want to read more, but he was staring to get a headache and he gently put the book on the bedside table.

The names sounded so familiar to him, but where had he heard of them before?

He closed his eyes and pinched the end of his nose, trying to think but nothing would come to his mind.

Somehow, he felt connected to this book in an odd sort of way, though he didn't know why.

He'll read more later to figure it out.

But right now, he had a lot of letters to write.