"How am I going to break this to her?" Harry thought as he made his way to the library. "Hey, guess what! I am a veela and you are my soul mate, destined to be with me for all eternity. Yeah like she would go for that. She isn't one to like being tied down to something with no choice in the matter. I'll just be honest and go from there."
Harry walked into the library, determined to tell her what he had just learned. He was afraid but he wasn't a Gryffindor for nothing. He looked around, not seeing her at first. The Black family library was quite extensive. Harry walked towards the back left, where she is known to be nestled in a leather love seat reading one of the ancient tombs. As he assumed, there she was. She had a large, black, leather bound book propped up on her knees as she sat in the seat sideways.
"Hermione?" Harry said breaking the silence.
She glanced up at him and smiled brightly. She closed the book and sat it on the end table next to her. "Hey Harry."
"What are you reading there?" Harry asked, making small talk.
"Well, a book that was recommended by your Mum. Its on mythical and rare creatures. Its fairly interesting so far." Hermione told him, her eyes glistening as she told him. "I have only read about the Manticore, Centaurs and I just started the Veela section. Manticores are really frightening I must say."
"Why is that?" asked Harry, settling himself in the chair near her.
"Well, it has the body of a lion with a human head that has three rows of sharp teeth that rip apart flesh. It may even be horned, winged or both. The tail of it is that of a dragon or a scorpion that could shoot poisonous spines that paralyze and/or kill its victim. The name is Persian for "Man-eater". That is why it is frightening." Hermione explained.
"That is something that I would never want to run into." Harry said.
"I agree with you there." laughed Hermione. They lapsed into a comfortable silence with Hermione continuing to read her book. Harry sat there fidgeting.
"Is something wrong Harry?" Hermione asked after several moments.
"No, not exactly."
"Is there a specific reason you came in here?" Hermione asked, curious.
"Yes there is, I have something to tell you." Harry stated. "I just found out myself so I am really confused and don't know too much about it. You probably know more than I, since your you and you tend to read more than me. But, I swear that if I knew sooner I would have told you right off the bat. I'm sorry that you got dragged into something again, if I could choose I wouldn't want you to be forced into anything, especially something that is-"
"Harry. Your rambling." Hermione stated.
"Sorry." Harry sighed.
"Harry, just be honest. It can't possibly be that bad." Hermione said, looking at him in concern. The only time she had seen him this nervous was in first year when he was getting sorted.
"I just found something out, from my dad." Harry started slowly. "It is an inheritance of some sort that all Potter's go through when the turn 17."
"What does this have to do with me?" Hermione asked.
"Well, let me ask you a question." Harry sighed. He knew that once he asked this question, she would put two and two together. "What do you know about Veela?"
Harry looked at the pensive girl. She was deep in thought.
"So your a Veela?" She asked. She brushed a piece of hair away from her face.
"Yes." Harry said. He was studying her expression, waiting for some sort of a reaction. So far she just looked pensive. Then her face was blank. To anyone else, they would not know what to think but she was lightly chewing on her lip, which to him meant that she was a little nervous.
"What does that mean for us?" She was acting timid, something she rarely ever did. This shook Harry to the core. Knowing what was going on in her head. She was afraid that she was going to be rejected.
"Well, I was being honest in that closet."
"Does that mean that...?" Hermione asked, trailing off. As if she was afraid to say the rest.
"Well, in Veela terms, you are my mate." Harry stated.
Hermione was silent, just staring at him in shock. What did this mean exactly? Does this mean that she will forever and always be by his side? Through thick and thin? And Vice Versa? She didn't know and usually she completely loathed not knowing. She would usually go find a book to find the answer to her question. She had a feeling that the answers to all the questions that were flowing through her head would not be able to be answered from a book or any other kind of source. She would have to just find out herself in time, something that completely frightened her.
"Hermione? I'm sorry you got dragged into something again, against your free will. I don't understand why life cant be normal for me. If anything, we'll find a way to work things out." Harry said, taking her silence as a bad thing.
"Harry, you have no reason to be sorry. It's not your fault and you never dragged me into anything against my free will." Hermione said. "We will find a way to work things out but, I love you Harry, always have and probably always will. This Veela thing isn't a bad thing per say, it could be a blessing in disguise. Time will only tell."
Harry moved her from her spot in the love seat to the leather couch just over from it. He sat down and leaned her against him to where her head was resting on the crook of his neck and shoulder. "Hermione, I love you too." She sighed when he draped his arm around her shoulders, pulling her even closer. They continued to sit that way, basking in the comfort and love that they got from one another. They would cherish this while they can, as Hogwart's would be starting soon.
After a while, Harry's stomach growled, wanting to be fed. Harry ignored it for now, noticing that after reading a few pages on Veela's in the book Lily recommended, Hermione was fast asleep against him. He continued leafing through the Quidditch magazine that he accio'd to him. He tried to ignore the hunger, but it had other plans for him.
"Mia? Luv, wake up. I believe it is around lunch time." Harry whispered, gently shaking her to wake her. He smiled his lovable lopsided grin when she grumbled under her breath then fell back to sleep.
"Hermione." Harry said a little louder. She continued sleeping, blissfully. Harry shook his head at her and lifted her up off of him gently, and then lied her down flat on the couch. He turned to leave the library, but not before conjuring up a pillow to slip underneath her head. "I will be right back, ok Mia?"
Harry padded out of the library and down the hallways to the kitchen. He noticed that they missed lunch by at least an hour or so. He grabbed a jug of pumpkin juice and some left over sandwiches and put them on the plate. He casted an accio for two glasses to pour the pumpkin juice. When satisfied with the food he levitated it in front of him before leaving the kitchen.
"Harry! Mate, where have you been?" Ron asked as he came from another room.
"I was in the library talking to Hermione." Harry explained.
"Talking eh?" Ron asked raising an eyebrow at him.
"Yes talking. I told her something that my dad told me, since it kinda pertained to her." Harry explained and continued walking again with Ron following him. "Apparently I am from a legacy of Veela."
"Ah I see. Well, hey sorry I can't chat with you long. We are going back to the Burrow till the day we leave for Hogwart's. We will see you two later though, okay?"
"Sure mate. Have fun!" Harry said as they both parted ways. He continued on upstairs and into the library once again. He found Hermione in the same place as he left her but she was now sprawled out on her side with one arm tucked underneath her and the other stretched passed her head. It reminded him of someone from a movie that the Dursley's watched once and he spied it from a crack in the door of the cupboard.
His breath caught in his throat and almost made him lose his concentration on the levitating plate. He was mesmerized by the beauty that was lying on the old leather couch. He put the plates down and walked over to her but stopped abruptly.
"Hermione." He said hoarsely.
She moaned and stretched, causing his eyes to start to glow a vibrant green. She opened her eyes then closed them again before slowly opening them up to look at Harry. She smiled up and him then noticed that his eyes were glowing.
Furrowing her brow, Hermione sat up with deep worry for him. "Harry?" She watched as he slowly began to trek towards her again. He silently grabbed her hand and pulled her up and against him. He tilted his head down and looked her right in the eyes.
She was forced to look into the almost spectral look of his eyes. They were glowing a electrifying green, hypnotizing her. The area around her seemed to blur together, for she only saw Harry and his eyes. He leaned his head forward, softly kissing her before pulling back again. His grip around her hand slackened and let her hand drop to her side. He gripped her hips, and kissed her once more. A much deeper kiss that made any train of thought she had escape like a wisp of smoke.
He walked her a few steps backwards till the back of her knees hit the couch. He turned them and sat down on the couch, taking her with him. All the while keeping their lips locked, never breaking it for a second. Harry kissed her a little harder before breaking the kiss for a gasp of air, only to retreat back to her lips. She encircled her arms around his neck.
A light yellow hue enveloped around them, and steadily grew wider and turned into a deep golden color. They were so lost into themselves that they didn't even register anything that went on around them. Their magic was escaping profusely, throwing the books from off the shelves, windows around the library were cracking under the pressure until they finally just shattered, the charmed floating candles were blazing with fire, melting quickly and dropping hot wax onto the hard wood floors. This was all happening with out their acknowledgement. Wind was starting to form around them, whipping their around them. Four figures crept into the slowly, being destroyed library with caution. Ducking and Dodging as books and even small pieces of furniture were being strewn around. They gasped at the spectacle in front of them. They whipped out their wands and tried using stupefy to get them apart. Finally after a complete failure at hexes and curses, one pointed her wand and screamed aguamenti and spouted water onto the couple.
The escaped magic stopped and everything that was flying through the air, landed with a audible thud. The golden hue that has encompassed them was gone and they sat apart, dripping wet and dazed at what had just occurred.
"W-what just happened?" Harry asked breathless.
A/N: Hopefully this chapter made up for what was lacking in the last chapter... School was really busy this week, so glad that I actually managed to write this chapter for you all. Please review on what you thought!