My computer is being stupid so I will post up chapters and then my computer will be stupid and take them off so I have to repost them but I think I fixed it so I'm hoping it won't happen again.
My Veela Blood
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. I just bend the characters to do my own will and as I command them!! Sorry power went to my head.
Summary: Draco finds out he has Veela Blood and has to find his Mate. Just so you know Malfoy's dad is not evil and neither is his mom and Voldamort is dead. Hope you like it…Please review.
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"Will you try and get Draco to contact him…please?" She looked at me with pleading eyes and my heart melted. I shook my head yes and she gave me a watery smile. "Thank you… you are truly a great friend." She smiled and jumped up like she did every time when she had to leave. "I will be back later if I can." She gave me another small smile and left.
I was alone again in this dark cell. I took a deep breath. It was time to give Draco the information and tell him to contact Amado Santiago.
I truly hope Draco could find him… Isabelle deserved to have a happy life.
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Chapter 14: Contacting Amado Draco's POV
I growled at Ginny cut off our connection. I took a deep breath to calm my rising temper. I swear she has been making this hell for us. All I want to do was get in the house, kill Nicolas, get her back and make her scream my name until her throat is raw… is that too much to ask for?
Now she wants us to contact some Amado Santiago and save Kensington's wife. She is making it so much more complicated then it needs to be. How the hell am I supposed to find him anyway? I was pulled out of my thoughts when I felt a hand on my arm. I turned to look at Granger. Who I was surprised to find out I can tolerate.
"We'll find him. Besides you said that Ginny said that he was a pureblood… correct?" Granger said. I nodded my head waiting for her to continue. She turned to my father. "Well Amado lives in Spain, we have his name, don't you have some connections in the Ministry that you can use?"
Everyone turned to my father and stared him. He took a deep breath. "I know a man by the name of Eric Burr. He will be able to get us an address and anything else we need…. He owes me." Father said looking around the large room of people. My mother nodded her head and took a deep breath.
"Burr is fast he will be able to get us the contact information in an hour at most." She said with her back straight and face emotionless. I could tell by her eyes that she was missing, and worrying about Ginny as well.
They have become, I would say friends over the small time that they had know each other. My mother is rather protective over the people she cares a great deal for, and it didn't help that I was distraught over it either. I could tell that it hurt her not being able to do more.
"Great, lets get going!" Fred… or is it George? I really can't tell. Everyone stood up and began to chatter until a high-pitched whistle went threw the small kitchen. We all turned to look at Molly who was looking dreadfully intimidating. The room went silent and looked at her.
"No. Only Draco, Lucius, and his mother are going. We don't want to scare the poor block." She said with resolution her voice. Someone cleared their throat and we turned to see Potter standing up.
"Mrs. Weasley I really want to go. I know that Ginny and I have been having trouble but… I want to make it up to her." He said. I was stuck between growling and punching him in his face, or rolling my eyes.
Molly sighed. "Ok Harry but only you…. If that's ok with Lucius?" She said waving a hand to my father. I turned to him just in time to see him shrug his shoulders. He caught my eye and glared warning me to keep my temper in check… I didn't care.
"No Potter you can't come." I said as calmly as possible my hands balled into fists. Just one punch wouldn't hurt anybody… except him.
Potter turned to glared at me. "Malfoy you know as well as I do that if Burr for some reason or another is not able to help I know some people that would be… that we can trust." He said he gave me a smug smirk as I turned my head and grumbled not liking the fact that he was right.
"Just don't get in the way Potter." I said quickly. Everyone walked into the living room to the floo. My father stepped in, then my mother, Potter. I was about to get in when someone grabbed my arm. I turned to look at Ron.
"We'll get my sister back." He said with a small smile on his face. I nodded my head slowly and stepped in. I grabbed the green powder. The last thing I saw was Hermione waving with one hand and rubbing her small bulge with the other.
Before I knew it I was standing in a vast Room where hundreds of works and magic folk around were walking. Asking questions to the officials standing at the front desk.
I looked at my father who nodded his head towards the elevator we four began to walk to the office of Burr. We got onto the crowded pulley with Potter crammed to my side…which neither of us was happy about.
"I hate you." Potter said. I turned to him and gave him a look at that said 'Same here.' He rolled his eyes and turned away from me. After many people getting on and off we finally reached the tenth floor.
All four of us stepped out and walked down the dimly lit hallway with Potter and I walking behind my mother and father. We reached a small door with the name Eric Burr in gold letters.
My father knocked and we waited a few seconds before we got an answer.
"Come in!" Wheezed a voice. My father pushed open the door and we walked into a small office that was faintly lit. His desk was scattered with papers and his walls were blank. There was a stench that I couldn't make out except that it reminded me of rotting milk.
The man behind the cluttered desk stood up and showed a yellow tooth smile that made me a little sick. I say tooth because I pretty sure all but one rotted out. He had little hair and what he did have was a dusty grey.
He stood up and I got a good look. He was much shorter then me probably at 5'4". He was plump and was wearing old puck green robes that made him look like a pea. He walked over and shook my father's hand
"How are you Mr. Malfoy?" With out waiting for a reply turned to my mother. "And you?" He asked smiling what I assumed was trying to be sexy. I turned my head away trying to hold in my laughter. Potter suddenly had a 'coughing fit' and turned away as well.
"Eric we need your help." I mother said pulling her hand away from his. I think it had to do with either my father was clenching his fist looking ready to hit. Or the fact that his nails looked like at any moment they were going to fall off.
"With what?" He asked walked back around his desk and plopping down in the old wooden chair. He waved his wand and four chairs appeared we each took a seat. It took all the will power I had to keep the disgust off of my face.
"We need your help to find a man by the name of Amado Santiago. He is a pureblood wizard. Our source said that he lived in Spain." My father said with a blank expression. Burr took a deep breath and smiled at us.
"It seems that you have found out most of the information. What do you need me for?" He leaned back and folded his hands. I growled and he turned to look at me. His eyes went wide for a second but he composed his face fast.
"We need you to find out where he lives, that should be easy… unless you not as good as you say you are?" I said. He glared at me and turned to my father who shrugged his shoulders. He turned back to me and sat silent for a little bit until he laughed which only served to irritate me more.
"You are exactly like your father, looks and personality wise." He said with a shake of his head. "Give me twenty minutes and I'll owl you." He said standing and shaking my mother and fathers head that nodded theirs in thanks.
"You really think you can find him that fast?" Potter said. I turned to him and rolled my eyes he didn't seem to notice. Burr laughed and shook his hand and his eyes went wide.
"Your Harry Potter!" He yelled then he smiled that revolting smile. "It's great to meet you!" He said shaking Potter's hand even more. I snorted and rolled my eyes. Potter smiled and shook his head. God we came here for Ginny and he's basking in the limelight.
"Burr you should really find Amado?" My mother said from the doorway saving me from losing my temper again. Burr turned to her and sighed. "I suppose." He turned back to Potter and smiled. "Hope to see you at another time then!"
"Of course." Potter said smiling. We all walked out and to the now empty pulley. I turned and glared at Potter until he finally huffed and turned to look at me. "What are you glaring at!" He screamed in my face. I smirked.
"I have no clue what I'm looking at really. Are you a man? Are you a woman? ... Are you both? It is very hard to tell." I said with a small shake of my head. He face turned red and my smirk grew more profound.
"What's your problem!" He yelled moving forward and standing to close for my liking. "I'm just trying to help find Ginny!" He screamed. My father grabbed me and pulled me back because my fists were turning white because I was clenching them so hard.
"You two will not fight in here. We have to get back." My father said. We both ignored him. Both of us were trying to glare the other to death.
"Can't handle competition is that it. Scared I'll sweep her off her feet." Potter said using my smirk. I laughed and he clenched his teeth.
"Ginny made her choice… you just can't except it can you?" I said. Potter let out a scream and lunged for me. He went past my father and threw a punch in my face and his fist connected with my nose.
Suddenly all the rage I have been trying to keep under the surface rose. I wiped back around and pounced on him. My fists were hitting his face over and over again and breaking his glasses.
He brought his hand up and punched my eye making me groan in pain. The next thing I knew was that his hands were around my throat chocking the air out of my body. I used his weight and throw him off of me. He landed on his butt and we both jumped to our feet and stood to face each other. Before we could lung again my father stood between us looking murderous.
"Stop this display immediately!" His loud voice boomed in the elevator. I looked over to my mother whose eyes were wide and looking at me with slight disappointment, anger, and worry. "Act your ages!" He yelled. The door opened to the main floor and he stomped out not looking back.
My mother began to follow him but stopped and turned to me. She pulled out her wand and cast a healing spell, turned to Potter and did the same. She put it away and walked after my father who stopped and was tapping his foot waiting for her.
I turned to Potter to see that he was glaring at me. "Ginny would be better off with me." He said. I laughed lightly and looked him straight in the eye.
"Think Potter she waited for you how many years? Five, Six?" I scuffed. "The only reason you want her now is because you can't have her. You bask in the limelight Potter." He turned his head away from me. "To know that you lost… especially to a Slytherin makes you crazy doesn't it?"
He turned back to me and down cast his eyes ashamed and I knew that I was right. "I love her, and she loves me… get over it." I turned on my heel and marched out of the elevator to the floo back to the Burrow.
One Hour Later:
I stood up breaking the long silence. "Where is it! He said he would be done in twenty minutes!" I yelled at no one in particular.
"I'm sure that the information will be here any second dear." Molly said from her seat across from me. Right at that moment a small brown owl fly throw the window and landed in front of me. My hand whipped out and grabbed the letter. The owl flew out again before anyone could give it a treat.
I ripped open the white envelope and opened the small piece of paper. There were only a few words on it.
Avila, Spain
1098 Marchena Rode.
Santiago Manor
I handed the note around the room and the chatter began again on who gets to go. I took a deep breath trying to keep myself from just running to the floo without any of them. After much yelling and discussion we decided on Ron, Hermione, my mother, and me, much to the aggravation to the Weasley Brothers. They stopped complaining with one look from their stress filled mother.
We ran to the floo and wasting no time threw the powdered yelling "Santiago Manor!" I began to spin when I landed on a stone floor. I got up and dusted myself off looking at Ron, Hermione, and my mother all staring around at the place. I turned around and began to look as well.
We must have landed in the library because there were selves with books among books in what I could see many different languages. The floors had white carpeting. The walls all had brownish- red color paint. There was a desk by the window with stacks of papers.
"Let's go get him." Ron said. He began to walk towards the door and before I could stop him Hermione Grabbed his hand and pulled him to a stop. He turned to look at her. "What?" He asked startled. I scuffed but it was my mother who answered him.
"Ronald It is very impolite to just show up at some one's house unexpected. To wonder it without the owner is a disrespect to the whole family." Mother said with a small shake of her head.
"Honestly Ron you should know better." Hermione said with a small click of her tongue. Ron flushed red and turned away.
Ron huffed and began to mumble but soon spook up. "Well then how are we supposed to find this guy? Are we just going to stand here and wait for him to walk into this room?" He asked throwing his hands in the air. At that moment the door opened and a tall man walked in with his wand pointing at us.
He was looking at us with sharp calculating sapphire eyes. His hair was even darker then Potter's pitch black. He looked to be around my height maybe a few inches taller. He had the build of a beater. He had mocha colored skin making his white teeth that were bared even more bright.
He had on expensive dark blue robes and a gold watch on his right wrist. He moved slowly around the room. I turned my head to look at Ron who had moved to stand in front of Hermione with his arm around her stomach.
"What are you doing in my house?" He said with a calm voice that was laced with a heavy Spanish accent. I took a deep breath and moved to stand in front of my mother making him turn to me and point his wand at me. I could tell that he was calculating my every move.
"Are you Amado Santiago?" I asked him. He shook his head yes slowly. "I am Draco Malfoy. This is my mother." I said with a wave of my hand towards her. She gave him a small smile and nodded her head. Amado gave off an impatient sigh.
"Why are you in my house? I have much work to do… and you showed up uninvited so please get to the point." He said looking at me with a slight glare on his face.
"We are here because my mate has been taken prisoner…" I trailed off as he scuffed. He looked at all of us straight in the eye and lowered his wand slowly seeing no danger.
"What does that have to do with me?" He asked folding his arms across his chest still staring at us with slight curiosity.
"She was taken by Jacob Kensington." I said. He unfolded his arms and was now fully intent on what I was saying. "Isabelle is helping her and asked us to contact you." I said making sure my face was as emotionless as possibly.
Amado took a shaky breath and moved to sit down. "How do I know that you are not tricking me?" He said staring at me suspiciously.
"You can't know but… but this will be your only chance to save her." I said moving to stand in front of him. "If you don't take it then she is going to die in that place… do you want that? Unless you go there and help her. That man is going to murder her. Do you really care for her?" I asked glaring at him. His head shot up and he stood to glare at me with his head and back perfectly straight. I could see the outrage swelling in his chest as he took the insult.
"I love her and I have waited for years…" He took a deep breath and closed his eyes. He opened them and stared at me with determination. "Catch me up on what is happening." He said. I smiled and looked around the room. All four of us sat down with him and began our along story and our growing plan.
Ten Minutes later:
At the end of our story Amado had a furious face i could tell that if he had the chance he would kill Kensington. His body was tense and he was speaking in Spanish at a very fast rate. "Ese hijo de puta tocando su ... ella es mía! Voy a matar por hacer su sangrar!" He stood up and began to pace the room.
Hermione stood up and got in front of him. "Look we need you to keep a level head for this is going to fail." She said calmly to him. Amado took a deep breath and shook his head. "Good now about that spell…" She trailed off. We all five fell into a silence as we began to think until Amado snapped his fingers and ran over to a bookshelf.
"I have heard that before. It is an old spell that was used in the medieval times to keep the woman from leaving the men. It was ok back then to beat the woman… said to keep them in line." He shook his head in disgust. He stopped and pulled down an old book that had a black bond. And old gold words on it that were too wore down to understand.
He turned around with a lank look on his face and throws the book onto the table. He began to flip throw the pages until he broke out into a huge white toothed smile.
"Here it is Relesileto Humansti." I walked over to him and smirked.
"Then let's go get our woman." I said. He smiled back and shook my hand. We all walked back over to the floo and began to head back to the Burrow and prepare for when we attack.
When I get there… I'm kicking some ass.
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A/N 'Ese hijo de puta tocando su ... ella es mía! Voy a matar por hacer su sangrar!'
This means 'That son of a bitch touching her… she is mine! I'm going to kill him for making her bleed!' and no I don't know Spanish I used a translator thing on Google. Oh the wonders of the Internet.