O I A/N: I am sssssoooooo sorry that this took so long. My father got food
poisoning and my best friend's parents are getting a divorce so I had to be
there for her. Also I've been sick, so I'm really sorry. Anyway, please
review and enjoy! I'm working on an original story. And if anyone would
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Teresa sighed and sat down, gently rubbing her temples. The Ministers of Magic had agreed to cooperate with the Veela, but everyone had their own idea of what 'cooperation' meant. They were all in the camp back where Teresa had woken up in the infirmary.
Gabrielle, Fleur, Natasha, Chrysanthemum, Alexandria, and the Maidens were all debating while Teresa stayed sitting. She had earlier explained to the centaurs what would happen. They would fight along side the Veela, in ten legions as well. Teresa had put an enchantment around her forest so that any non-Veela that entered would not be affected by the Veela's beauty.
Teresa had also asked the present Veela to drink the same potion that she used to drink, but it was a less effective potion. Within the next 24 hours, the Veela would be back to their normal, enchanting selves. The Weasleys, Anastasios, Malfoys, Dumbledore, Snape, Harry, Hermoine, and Blaise were also present. Severus stopped debating and walked over to Teresa.
"I'm sorry that I tried to make you marry Draco. None of this would have happened if I hadn't been so stubborn."
Teresa smiled and stood. "I'm sorry that I got angry at you and said to you what I did."
Severus smiled and gently hugged Teresa. The yelling around them brought them back to the present.
"We will not be treated so poorly!"
"You are just overreacting!"
"You call this cooperation?"
Teresa could take no more. She glanced over at Dumbledore; he looked as weary as she did. He gave her a small smile and his eyes had that twinkle in them again. She smiled back. Sighing, Teresa shouted into the disorder.
"Everyone be quiet!"
Everyone looked at Teresa in surprise. She sighed. "Thank you. Now, I think that I have a plan that just might work. But it will take a lot of cooperation from both sides."
Teresa glanced around the room at everyone. Cornelius Fudge looked curiously at her.
"Well, what is it?"
"My plan is, Fudge, simply seduction."
"Seduction?"
"Yes, seduction. We Veela have the power to seduce men into doing whatever we want. Death Eaters are just like every other man in that they have a weakness. Their weakness is our power."
"Still, how does that help us? You can seduce them, but you can't destroy them."
"Wrong Fudge. While we are seducing them, you all can attack. They won't know what hit them."
Narcissa Malfoy spoke for the first time. "But what about the women Death Eaters?"
Teresa thought for a moment. "Well, how many do you think there are?"
" Possibly a little over thirteen hundred."
"Are they usually the first or second wave in battle?"
"Hmmm, women are usually the last sent into battle. The rest of the time, they take care of the injured or do other work."
"That will work well. So, first we seduce the men, then you all take them down when they are least expecting it. Lastly, we will fight the women. Is this agreed?"
Everyone nodded his or her head. Teresa clapped her hands together. "All right then. Maidens, Fleur, Gabrielle, Chrysanthemum, Alexandria, and Natasha, go inform your battalions what the plan is. Ministers, inform your Aurors and I will inform my battalion."
Everyone nodded and left. Teresa apparated back to the forest, where her legions were. She quickly told them the plan and then apparated back to the camp. As she was walking around, she felt a strong pair of arms wrap around her waist.
Teresa nearly jumped, but recognized the scent. It was Blaise. Teresa leaned back into his embrace. Before she knew it, he had bent down and picked her up, carrying her legs and behind her shoulders. Teresa smiled up lovingly at him.
The two didn't share a word; Blaise just silently carried Teresa to his tent. Once inside, he rested her upon the bed. Teresa sighed contently as Blaise took off his shirt and shoes and joined her. Blaise's dark, baggy jeans sagged low and revealed Playboy boxers.
Teresa muttered an incantation under her breath. Suddenly, her dress was replaced with tight, low-rise dark jeans and a low-cut, black tank top that was skin tight. Her hair was up in a ponytail and she was soon wrapped in Blaise's arms.
"Tell me what happened."
Teresa nearly stopped breathing. He was talking about her rape. "Are you sure you want me to?"
"If you can, if you can't, I'll wait."
Teresa sighed. "Well, they captured Jasmine and I had to go along to keep her alive. They brought us to a sort of dungeon. They used the Cruciatus on us."
Teresa continued to tell her sad story. At the end, she was in tears. Blaise was full of sorrow and anger. He lightly kissed the back of her neck.
"God Teresa, why you? Why not me? I can't bear the thought of you being touched by any other man, let alone by force."
"Blaise please, there was nothing you could have done. Just comfort me Blaise. That's all I want."
Blaise nodded. He brought her closer to his body and turned her around. Blaise kissed each and every tear that caressed his lover's face. When he was finished, he kissed her lips tenderly, yet firmly. Teresa melted into his embrace, forgetting about her rape.
His hands roamed freely about her back and her's caressed his strong eight- pack. Teresa moaned lightly. Blaise took this as a sign to go farther. He deepened the kiss. Teresa and him parted for breath. She lightly kissed him once more and fell asleep in his arms.
Not far away, another couple was sharing a romantic moment as well. Draco held Ginny close to him. She was lying on top of his bear and chiseled chest. She was only in a belly T-shirt and a pair of booty shorts.
Ginny leaned down and kissed Draco passionately. He smiled at her when they parted. She gazed longingly at him and he knew exactly what she wanted. Removing what little they were wearing, he made love to her. She gave moans at the appropriate times and when they were done, Draco was collapsed on his fiancé. The two were breathing heavily.
"Why Draco? Why do we have to go to war now?"
Draco lightly shook his head. "I don't know Gin. But I do know that it will be long and hard."
"Oh Draco, I just can't help thinking of what he did to Teresa, what the Twins' futures look like, and what is to come. What if we don't win Draco?"
"We will Gin, I just know it. As for the Twins' futures, we will just have to raise them properly and everything will turn out fine. Don't worry about everything Gin, it will all be all right."
Ginny nodded and fell asleep. Draco lightly kissed her forehead and rolled off of her. He prayed silently that he was right and that Voldemort would fail. Looking over to the cribs beside their bed, he prayed again that his children would be happy and livelong. Draco sighed and fell asleep.
As the day turned into night, someone walked swiftly into Blaise's tent, his robes billowing behind him. Severus Snape smiled at the sight. Blaise really did love her and she loved him. Snape regretted advising Blaise to break up with Teresa, but there was nothing he could do now. He paused, not wanting to wake the two lovers up. He knew what Fudge's meeting was about.
Cornelius had called the Weasleys, Malfoys, Anastasios, Snape, Potter, Granger, and Dumbledore, and Blaise to a meeting. It was regarding the will. Severus did not want to disturb the tranquil moment, but he had to. Damn Fudge for having to settle this immediately, especially when Teresa had just been raped.
Severus walked over to the bedside and smiled down once more upon his goddaughter and student. They looked so content and happy, Snape was upset that it would not last. He knew it could not last, no matter how badly anyone wanted it to.
"Teresa, Blaise, wake up. You have to come with me."
Teresa lifted her hair off of Blaise's toned chest. She groaned and nodded her head. Severus smiled at her. "I'll just wait outside."
Teresa nodded and Snape left. She ran her hands through her tangled hair. Teresa nudged Blaise a little. He would not move. Teresa knew he was a sound sleeper, but they did not have time for that. A wicked grin spread across her face. Teresa lightly traced her finger along his chest seductively. She heard alight moan from the sleeping Blaise.
Smiling seductively, she nibbled on his bottom lip slightly. He opened his mouth to allow her entrance, but she merely brushed her lips against his before getting up. Teresa said an incantation and her dress was back on and hair done properly in a tight braid.
"That was not fair."
Blaise had finally woken. He climbed out of bed and threw on a baggy T- shirt. Teresa smiled at him and he offered her a smirk. Taking her hand in his, they left. Severus took them to a near by campfire and they sat down in comfortable chairs. The others joined them shortly. Ginny looked ready to snap at anyone who annoyed her in the slightest. Teresa smiled when she remembered that Ginny was not a morning person or someone you wanted to wake up.
Draco on the other hand looked passive. He winked at Teresa and rolled his eyes at Ginny. Teresa gave a small laugh as her friends sat beside her and Blaise. Once everyone else was gathered, Cornelius Fudge began to speak.
"The battalions of Veela have been informed of their job in the war and everything is set. However, one more matter must be discussed. I am referring to the last will and testament of Amaranta Tulia Vita Anastasio and Derek Nathaniel Anastasio. Though I have looked for a loophole, their will is iron clad. I can do nothing, especially since I signed it. Teresa, Draco, I'm sorry but you have no choice but to marry."
Teresa felt like she was ready to go buck wild. She JUST got back from being raped not even 48 hours ago and now he was telling her she had to get MARRIED?! Teresa could not believe it. Apparently, Draco could not either. He was nearly shaking with rage. His normally pale face was a red that not even the Weasleys' hair could match. But before he could say anything, Teresa spoke, through gritted teeth.
"Fudge, I seriously don't think now is the best time to address it."
Cornelius sighed, realizing that she was right. "As long as you both realize it is not an option, but a requirement after the war is over."
Teresa shot Draco a warning look telling him to agree. Draco looked hesitant, but nodded grimly in unison with Teresa. Cornelius dismissed the group. Draco and Teresa walked to each other, ignoring the sympathetic stares the others were giving them.
"Aiight, what is your plan?"
"Draco, right now that isn't important. Just know that I have one and it can't fail."
Draco nodded. Their lovers soon joined the two. Blaise lightly kissed Teresa's forehead and Draco pulled Ginny tightly to him. Teresa smiled at the three.
"Don't worry. I have a plan that cannot fail. Just relax and leave it up to me."
The trio nodded and Teresa lightly kissed Blaise before leaving his embrace. He frowned at her. "Where are you going?"
"To think."
Teresa walked off into the forest. Her footsteps were soft and barely audible. Little did she know that she had an audience, which consisted of Harry. He had followed her, unbeknownst to the others. Teresa knew what she had to do and she had to do it right or she would ruin everything. She could accidentally kill herself if she did not do it right. But now was not the time to think of that. The war came to her mind.
The war was going to be terrible. Already, Teresa dreaded the visions she knew would come. In times of war, the leader of the Veela always had visions. Always. Teresa knew she too would have these visions. And they would be visions of death. Many she would not be able to prevent, others, she could.
Teresa silently sat down in a clearing free of trees. She looked up into the sky. The stars twinkled above her. Tomorrow the fighting would start. Teresa looked almost angelic in the moonlight. It was almost a full moon. The bushes behind her moved and Teresa jumped up.
"Who's there?"
Harry stepped timidly out of the shadows. "It's just me."
Teresa sighed and sat back down. Harry sat next to her. They sat in silence for about an hour before Harry spoke.
"Are you afraid?"
"No. But I am nervous."
Harry smiled at her. "Me too."
Another minute of silence passed before Harry spoke again. He sounded so timid that Teresa thought he resembled very much that of a little child.
"Why?"
"Why what?"
"Why does it have to be this way? Why can't there be peace? Why is someone always so egotistical that they can't see how their goals will destroy the world? And if they can see it, why don't they care?"
"There can never be peace Harry. Not as long as humans are imperfect. Everyone is greedy and self-centered, some just more so than others. Those few corrupt thousands, which grow into millions. And the cycle continues until someone stops the leader or the world is conquered. It will always be this way and it always has been." Silence fell again. After a while, the two got up and left together. Teresa apparated to her forest so she could be with her people the day before a battle. Over a hundred of Veela were gathered for the coming battle. The battle would happen tomorrow. Teresa knew it would.
She lies awake in her bed for quite sometime. Nervousness flooded through her body but Teresa quickly pushed it aside. She had to be strong for her people. Closing her eyes, horrific rape images flooded her eyes. Their cold hands upon her body and them entering into her, bruising and violating her.
Teresa resisted the urge to cry and rolled over. Slowly sleep came upon her, but that was not a good thing for the dreams that filled her head were worse than the reliving the rape. In some ways, much worse.
~Dream Sequence~
Teresa was walking along the field that separated Voldemort and the opposing wizards. As she was walking along the luscious field, the green grass turned a horrid crimson. The once large water puddles became pools of blood.
Teresa gasped as she saw at least a hundred wizards and witches lying dead on the field. Her face paled considerably and she tried to scream, but no sound came out. Kneeling by some of the bodies, Teresa identified a few.
Many were witches and wizards unknown to Teresa, but many more were her friends. A few Veela, but many more were not. Teresa saw a familiar face and nearly jerked back in surprise. Neville Longbottom was lying dead amongst the bodies. Teresa knelt down and lightly touched his neck, searching for a pulse she knew was not there.
Suddenly, scenes came flooding into her mind. She was looking through someone else's eyes and they were charging into battle casting hexes left and right. Many hit and a few missed. Near the middle of the battle, a wizard hit 'her' from behind. Teresa left the body, but was still in the scene. She was staring down at the body she had possessed, Neville's.
The scene faded and Teresa returned to the field of corpses. This went on for what seemed like hours. Teresa would gently touch people and she saw how each one of them died. Occasionally Teresa would see someone she knew. It was hard seeing this, but Teresa's curiosity got the best of her. Finally, at the end of the field, Teresa saw a sight that made her horrified. Lying dead were Charlie Weasley, Severus Snape, Narcissa Malfoy, Alicia Schumacher, Mikel Atamanchuk, and her brother Matthew.
Teresa fell to the ground. She was terrified to touch any of them, but she knew she had too. Teresa touched all of them. Each one was killed a different way by Death Eaters, except two. Voldemort himself killed Narcissa and Matthew. The worst part of it all was that they died trying to save her. Whether they succeeded or not, she did not know.
Teresa rose shakily. Suddenly, she saw a bright light descending from the sky. The light was not like the sun, for she could look into it without blinding herself. The light was like purity emanating from something. As the light came closer, Teresa saw it was a person. It was quite possibly the most beautiful person she had ever seen.
The person, or perhaps it was an angel, descended softly in front of her. The beautiful being smiled delicately at Teresa. She was wearing a gorgeous dress as well. The dress was as white as a unicorn and flowing as well. It had diamonds encrusted in it and loose, long, lace arms. The woman's hair (if she could be classified as a mere mortal woman) was like gold and had diamonds encrusted in it as well. It flowed freely behind her, though there was no wind. He eyes shone like sapphires and her skin was a glowing, flawless, creamy white.
(If you would like to see this dress, which I hope you would, go to fairyfashion.de/frame.html , then click on other gowns and finally Diamond Lady.)
"I suppose you know already that this is no ordinary dream," spoke the angelic woman.
"Of course, only a vision could bring such things to life."
The woman nodded, her smile fading, as she became serious. The woman's eyes pierced Teresa's in a way Teresa thought that only Dumbledore's could.
"Do you know who I am?"
Knowledge flowed into Teresa that she did not know she had. Teresa realized that this woman could only be one person.
"You could only be the first Veela leader ever, Lady Rahabashi."
"Yes, that is who I am. I was also called the Diamond Lady, hence my love of diamonds. Do you know why I was called this Lady Jahzara?"
"Of course, though I do not know how. Your eyes always shone with brilliance more magnanimous than sapphires and they were valued as highly as diamonds."
"Yes. And you, like many other Veela leaders, know who I am without ever truly learning of me. Of course, I know you were taught of me during your training, however, I also know you never knew what I looked like. Do you know why I brought you to this field of death, Lady Jahzara?"
"I have an idea milady, but it is just speculation. Please, inform me of your reasoning."
"Well, we have two very important things in common Lady Jahzara. One is that both of our destinies involved the beginning of a leader-Veela dynasty and the second is we both existed in the two of the greatest times of war. I have brought you here today to show you what is in store for our people and the people of the known wizarding world.
"You must be strong during this time. You can not afford to show mercy and compassion to those who would massacre our people at the first chance. If you stay strong and relentless, then our casualties will be few. However, if you let your emotions be strayed by those without the burden of leadership our people could fall.
"Many people will try to advise you in matters which they do not understand. You must not listen. Seek only your Maidens and Veela-war leaders' advice for theirs alone will be the best. The Veela-leader before you and you yourself chose these Maidens because you knew of their wisdom and battle tactics.
"I am not saying in any way to be heartless for that too will destroy our people. But think of what is best for our people and the world of wizards and witches. Very few people who turn evil ever turn back to the side of good, if they were ever on it. Remember this and stay strong and our people will become invincible."
Teresa nodded. "I understand and I will do everything in my power to preserve our people and our way of life, milady. I will show no mercy to those who would show no mercy to us and I will be wary of unwise council."
Lady Rahabashi smiled brightly at Teresa, her skin glowing brighter. "I knew you would be a powerful one. More visions will come in time, Lady Jahzara. But not just visions of war, visions of many things that will bring you much wisdom. Be patient young one. My time is short. Is there anything you wish to ask before I must leave you?"
Teresa nodded. "I wish your council, Lady Rahabashi. I know that Lady Guenivire has a grandchild, Maiden Gwendolyn. I plan to tell her as soon as the war is over that she was the descendent of Lady Guenivire. But milady, as her descendent, it is Gwendolyn's birthright to take my place. What should I do if she decides to take her birthright? Would it be wise to relent? Would she be a better leader than I?"
Rahabashi smiled at Teresa. "You truly want what is best for our people, do you not?"
Teresa nodded fervently. "It is my aspiration."
"Then if Gwendolyn should ask to take her birthright, which she will not, then you must refuse. If Lady Guenivire put you in place of her granddaughter, she must have had a plausible reason. And besides Lady Jahzara, do you truly believe that Maiden Gwendolyn would challenge your authority, let alone desire to lead the Veela?"
Teresa smiled at Lady Rahabashi. "No, I see you are right."
"My time is nearly gone. Anything else you would like to know?"
"Yes, how is it you came to me?"
Lady Rahabashi smiled a mysterious smile. "That, Lady Jahzara, is a secret that only the greatest Veela-leaders ever find out while they are alive. And somehow, I think you too will discover this secret in your lifetime."
The two shared a knowing smile. It was implied in her statement that Teresa was to become one of the greatest Veela-leaders ever. Rahabashi began to glow as bright as she had when she was descending.
"It is time. Good bye Lady Jahzara. I know we will meet again. If not in this life, than in the next." With a wink, Rahabashi began to ascend and soon the brilliant light was gone.
The bloodstained field had disappeared while the two leaders were talking; though Teresa had failed to notice. Now that Lady Rahabashi was gone, she saw the beautiful field was back. Teresa saw the field begin to slowly fade away. Soon, she was in complete blackness. Teresa awoke a few moments later.
Getting up and out of her bed, Teresa changed into her dress. She let her hair hang loosely for once. As she stepped out of the tent, she smiled at the exquisite sight. The sun was just rising. Light blues mixed with lavender, pink, and yellow danced across the sky. Teresa walked out into a small clearing on the side of a river. The wind blew lightly, making her hair dance behind her.
Teresa had not taken her potion and thus her skin glowed brightly. She was no longer the half Veela that she was once thought to be, but a full Veela and a powerful one at that. The river ran by slowly and calmly, giving Teresa the peace she needed. The battle would be in a few hours. Of course, they would stop to take rests. It was understood. At around midnight, they would stop and around eight they would start again.
Teresa looked a bit down the river to her right. She saw a lone unicorn standing there, staring at her. It was gorgeous. It was a male unicorn and fully-grown. Teresa called to it in the unicorn language.
"Halina mege yotu e dashira yotu, yota comema."
In normal language, she had asked the unicorn "Please come to me and comfort me, my friend."
Through some magical form of telepathy, the unicorn replied. "Ul hulanin vo peerashi gyvina, yota Kalija."
He had replied, "It would be of utmost honor, my Lady."
The unicorn pranced over to her in less than a second. He lowered his head to her and she gently brushed his nuzzle. His fur was softer than the most fluid silk and his eyes were a light blue that made Teresa feel immediately calmer. The unicorn kneeled slightly.
Teresa knew the implication. Few unicorns allowed people to ride them, but the leader of the Veela was usually an exception. Teresa slid onto his back and they rode off. They rode for half an hour before they stopped. A fork in the trodden path of grass was barely seeable. Teresa slid off of the unicorn and they looked at each other for a minute.
"Yota Kalija, hiwa su nuka gorrina?" ("My Lady, why do you fight?")
"Vi gorrina du walbina inu gale." ("I fight to save us all.")
The unicorn bent down again and Teresa once again slid onto him. He took the right path, not the left. Leading her into a clearing, Teresa's breath caught in her throat. A magical valley appeared. It was a valley of unicorns. Never had Teresa or anyone else for that matter, seen so many in one area. Hundreds of unicorns were gathered in this large valley.
(For the sake of not desiring to make up so many words, the next conversations will be in English, but imagine them in the flowing language of the unicorns.)
"What is this place?"
Teresa slid off the unicorn and looked around. The unicorn walked with her as she quietly explored the valley in awe.
"This is the refuge of the unicorns. It is the place we all travel to when there is danger. We have sensed the war brewing and we all traveled here. Only the unicorns know of it and only a unicorn can bring an outsider here and it must be with the approval of the leader who is the most powerful and pure."
"Who is the leader?"
"I am the leader."
Teresa looked surprised. But then she realized he was the most powerful and pure looking unicorn that she saw. "So why did you bring me here?"
"To offer our help. I wanted to see if your intentions were good and noble. I can tell they are because not even Voldemort himself could look a unicorn in the eyes and lie. You are truly trying to help in the best way you see fit. We want to help. What ca new do?"
"A war is coming today. As we have already arranged the plans, I cannot ask you to fight today. Tomorrow is a possibility, but not today. Not unless we become desperate. However, I will ask you to help heal our sick today. Will you do those two things for me today?"
The unicorn nodded. "I will. I promise we will help. Our young will stay here and the fully-grown unicorns will join me in accompanying you. But you must know if we go into battle, very few may ride us, mainly only Veela."
Teresa nodded. "One thing I must know though."
"That is?"
"What is your name?"
"Samson."
"I am Lady Jahzara of the Veela."
"I know who you are."
The two gathered the elder unicorns and headed back to camp, Jahzara riding upon Samson's back. As they approached, Teresa saw a few other people out and about. Everyone stopped to look at the strange procession. The Maidens rushed over to Teresa's side. The unicorns stopped walking.
"Milady, what is going on?"
"We have new war allies, Destiny. The unicorns have agreed to help us in battle and in keeping our people healthy. They even have agreed to let certain Veela ride on their backs."
By that time, many more had come out, being awoken by friends and relatives. The Malfoys, Weasleys, Harry, Hermoine, and Blaise had risen as well. Then something caught Teresa's eye. She saw Tyrell, Mikel, Alicia, and Stephanie running toward her. The unicorns grew a bit stiff when they saw the men, but Teresa said words of comfort to them.
Alicia laughed. "What the hell did you just say?"
Teresa smiled at one of her best friends. "I told them to chill, that Tyrell and Mikel would not hurt them."
Teresa dismounted and turned to Samson. She spoke to him in his language. "Go to the river where we met and wait for me there. I will not be long talking to the Minister of Magic."
"I will send them there, but I will stay."
Teresa smiled. "Of course."
Samson sent his people to he river and as they were heading off, her horse, Braveheart, came galloping up. He bent down to allow Teresa to climb onto his back. Teresa turned to Samson.
"Will you allow Stephanie and Alicia to ride on your back?"
Samson nodded and did so. Teresa told Stephanie and Alicia to climb on. She then called Ginny over to them. Ginny took her outstretched hand and clambered onto Braveheart's back as well. Teresa glanced over at Hermoine.
"Hermoine, would you like to come with us?"
Hermoine nodded fervently and ran over to Teresa. "Where are we going?"
"We are going to visit Fudge and Dumbledore. Braveheart can hold your weight. Come on, climb on behind Ginny."
Hermoine did as she was told and the five rode off. Stephanie and Teresa led the horses, since they were the most experienced. Once they reached Dumbledore's and Fudge's tents, they all got off. Teresa and Hermoine got Fudge and Dumbledore.
"What is all this about?" Fudge asked.
Though he had been up for hours, he did not like being disturbed. They still had an hour before war. He looked surprised to see the unicorn. Dumbledore exited his tent with Hermoine, but did not look at all surprised. Sometimes Teresa wondered if Dumbledore was omniscient.
"Well Fudge, we have made a new war alliance. The unicorns have agreed to become our allies."
Fudge looked skeptical, but Dumbledore just smiled. Fudge glanced Samson over, who was as tall as Dumbledore himself.
"Well, how many of them are there?"
"About one hundred and fifty. They have agreed to help us in battle and in the healing of our people. But they shall let select few ride them. Speaking of which," Teresa turned back to Samson and looked up at him. "Will you allow the other four women present to ride on the backs of your fellow unicorns? They are not Veela, but hey are my most trusted female friends."
Samson glanced the four over and then nodded. It took almost half an hour to decide what the unicorns would do. Fudge was skeptical at first, but finally realized this was for real. Samson rode back to the river to inform the unicorns of what would be happening.
Teresa and the others headed to the main of camp. It was almost time for the war to begin. The Weasleys, Harry, and Hermoine were gathered together. The Anastasios, Blaise, and the Malfoys were gathered not far.
Teresa thought back to her dream. She knew she had to stop Voldemort from killing Matt and Narcissa. Teresa walked cautiously up to Matt and hugged him tightly. He looked surprised, but quickly embraced her as well. When they parted, he looked at her skeptically.
"What was that for?"
Teresa bit her lower lip, a nervous habit of hers. "No hard feelings, ok? No grudges between us."
Matt smiled and Teresa left to do the same thing to Mariah. After briefly hugging Narcissa and Lucius, she walked over to Draco. He was standing alone, sitting by the edge of the forest. Teresa sat next to him. She lightly squeezed his arm and he took her hand tightly.
"What's up?"
Draco did not speak for a while. He just stared blankly ahead. After five minutes, he looked at her. "Promise me you'll survive this Teresa. Promise me my children and Ginny will survive."
Teresa swallowed hard. She was glad he had not asked if his parents had survived for she would never lie to him. "They will survive. I'll make sure of it."
Draco nodded. He looked away again. "Don't sacrifice yourselves for everyone else. You're needed in this war and I know you'll be needed after. Your people will need you. Your family will need you. I'll need you and most importantly, Blaise will need you."
She looked curiously at Draco. "Why will Blaise need me?"
"Because his parents are Death Eaters. They'll be killed. I know he never told you. I only know through my father. You'll be all he has left. So promise me, no matter what, you'll find a way to keep you two together."
"I promise."
Draco gave a small smile and the two got up. He left to find Ginny and she saw Blaise heading toward her. He grabbed her around the waist and pulled her tightly against him. The wind blew softly, making her hair whisk wildly around.
"Promise me you won't ever leave me Teresa. I don't think I could take it."
Teresa turned around and looked Blaise straight in the eyes. Her hazel- green eyes pierced his brown ones. "I swear on everything I love, I will never leave you."
Blaise brought Teresa even closer and sealed her promise with a kiss. Red sparks flew high into the air; it was the sign for war. Teresa and Blaise saw people come in their direction, toward the edge of the forest. Braveheart galloped toward Teresa and she climbed on his back. Saying a simple incantation, her dress changed into a two piece, black-suit. Looking to her right, she saw Alicia and Stephanie in the same suits. Mikel and Tyrell were in their own versions.
The suit was a short and tight halter-top and the pants rode low on the girls' hips. The boys wore tight, black pants and tight wife-beaters. The five had taken martial arts lessons together, along with Tae-Kwon-Do, kick- boxing, and cheerleading (all outside of Stanwand).
Fudge caught Teresa's attention and she nodded. The wizards and witches stepped back and Fleur, Gabrielle, Natasha, Chrysanthemum, Alexandria, and the Maidens. Each was on a horse and accompanied by a battalion of Veela. The Veela were all wearing ancient harem girl outfits. The top was nothing more than a fancy bra and the bottoms were loose fitting skirts that had slits up to their top thighs. See through silk adorned their stomachs.
Teresa saw Voldemort's troop of Death Eaters on the other side of the field. At the same time, each troop charged at the other. When they were in hexing range, Teresa gave the signal and enchanting, African music played from the forest.
The Veela began dancing as Teresa and the other leaders stayed on their horses. Voldemort's Death Eaters became entranced and soon tried to do strange things to impress the Veela, but the effect was wearing off. Teresa knew Voldemort had put a spell on the men so that the effect would not last long.
Teresa gave the sign and the wizards and witches from behind her started to run towards them. The non-witch Veela quickly ran out of the way and the others stayed and attacked. Teresa and the other leaders attacked as well. Some of the Veela sprouted wings and grew beaks.
They began to throw fire at the Death Eaters, who were now out of their stupor. Hexes flew everywhere and Teresa rode into the battle, a look of determination on her face. The war had started and she knew it would be a long time before it would end.
Teresa's only worry is that she did not know what the outcome would be. For in her dream, she had seen no Death Eaters dead. Anger filled Teresa as she thought of the dead she had seen especially the last ones, her family and friends. She would die before she would let Voldemort win. And when she won, he would pay. Oh how he would pay.
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Teresa sighed and sat down, gently rubbing her temples. The Ministers of Magic had agreed to cooperate with the Veela, but everyone had their own idea of what 'cooperation' meant. They were all in the camp back where Teresa had woken up in the infirmary.
Gabrielle, Fleur, Natasha, Chrysanthemum, Alexandria, and the Maidens were all debating while Teresa stayed sitting. She had earlier explained to the centaurs what would happen. They would fight along side the Veela, in ten legions as well. Teresa had put an enchantment around her forest so that any non-Veela that entered would not be affected by the Veela's beauty.
Teresa had also asked the present Veela to drink the same potion that she used to drink, but it was a less effective potion. Within the next 24 hours, the Veela would be back to their normal, enchanting selves. The Weasleys, Anastasios, Malfoys, Dumbledore, Snape, Harry, Hermoine, and Blaise were also present. Severus stopped debating and walked over to Teresa.
"I'm sorry that I tried to make you marry Draco. None of this would have happened if I hadn't been so stubborn."
Teresa smiled and stood. "I'm sorry that I got angry at you and said to you what I did."
Severus smiled and gently hugged Teresa. The yelling around them brought them back to the present.
"We will not be treated so poorly!"
"You are just overreacting!"
"You call this cooperation?"
Teresa could take no more. She glanced over at Dumbledore; he looked as weary as she did. He gave her a small smile and his eyes had that twinkle in them again. She smiled back. Sighing, Teresa shouted into the disorder.
"Everyone be quiet!"
Everyone looked at Teresa in surprise. She sighed. "Thank you. Now, I think that I have a plan that just might work. But it will take a lot of cooperation from both sides."
Teresa glanced around the room at everyone. Cornelius Fudge looked curiously at her.
"Well, what is it?"
"My plan is, Fudge, simply seduction."
"Seduction?"
"Yes, seduction. We Veela have the power to seduce men into doing whatever we want. Death Eaters are just like every other man in that they have a weakness. Their weakness is our power."
"Still, how does that help us? You can seduce them, but you can't destroy them."
"Wrong Fudge. While we are seducing them, you all can attack. They won't know what hit them."
Narcissa Malfoy spoke for the first time. "But what about the women Death Eaters?"
Teresa thought for a moment. "Well, how many do you think there are?"
" Possibly a little over thirteen hundred."
"Are they usually the first or second wave in battle?"
"Hmmm, women are usually the last sent into battle. The rest of the time, they take care of the injured or do other work."
"That will work well. So, first we seduce the men, then you all take them down when they are least expecting it. Lastly, we will fight the women. Is this agreed?"
Everyone nodded his or her head. Teresa clapped her hands together. "All right then. Maidens, Fleur, Gabrielle, Chrysanthemum, Alexandria, and Natasha, go inform your battalions what the plan is. Ministers, inform your Aurors and I will inform my battalion."
Everyone nodded and left. Teresa apparated back to the forest, where her legions were. She quickly told them the plan and then apparated back to the camp. As she was walking around, she felt a strong pair of arms wrap around her waist.
Teresa nearly jumped, but recognized the scent. It was Blaise. Teresa leaned back into his embrace. Before she knew it, he had bent down and picked her up, carrying her legs and behind her shoulders. Teresa smiled up lovingly at him.
The two didn't share a word; Blaise just silently carried Teresa to his tent. Once inside, he rested her upon the bed. Teresa sighed contently as Blaise took off his shirt and shoes and joined her. Blaise's dark, baggy jeans sagged low and revealed Playboy boxers.
Teresa muttered an incantation under her breath. Suddenly, her dress was replaced with tight, low-rise dark jeans and a low-cut, black tank top that was skin tight. Her hair was up in a ponytail and she was soon wrapped in Blaise's arms.
"Tell me what happened."
Teresa nearly stopped breathing. He was talking about her rape. "Are you sure you want me to?"
"If you can, if you can't, I'll wait."
Teresa sighed. "Well, they captured Jasmine and I had to go along to keep her alive. They brought us to a sort of dungeon. They used the Cruciatus on us."
Teresa continued to tell her sad story. At the end, she was in tears. Blaise was full of sorrow and anger. He lightly kissed the back of her neck.
"God Teresa, why you? Why not me? I can't bear the thought of you being touched by any other man, let alone by force."
"Blaise please, there was nothing you could have done. Just comfort me Blaise. That's all I want."
Blaise nodded. He brought her closer to his body and turned her around. Blaise kissed each and every tear that caressed his lover's face. When he was finished, he kissed her lips tenderly, yet firmly. Teresa melted into his embrace, forgetting about her rape.
His hands roamed freely about her back and her's caressed his strong eight- pack. Teresa moaned lightly. Blaise took this as a sign to go farther. He deepened the kiss. Teresa and him parted for breath. She lightly kissed him once more and fell asleep in his arms.
Not far away, another couple was sharing a romantic moment as well. Draco held Ginny close to him. She was lying on top of his bear and chiseled chest. She was only in a belly T-shirt and a pair of booty shorts.
Ginny leaned down and kissed Draco passionately. He smiled at her when they parted. She gazed longingly at him and he knew exactly what she wanted. Removing what little they were wearing, he made love to her. She gave moans at the appropriate times and when they were done, Draco was collapsed on his fiancé. The two were breathing heavily.
"Why Draco? Why do we have to go to war now?"
Draco lightly shook his head. "I don't know Gin. But I do know that it will be long and hard."
"Oh Draco, I just can't help thinking of what he did to Teresa, what the Twins' futures look like, and what is to come. What if we don't win Draco?"
"We will Gin, I just know it. As for the Twins' futures, we will just have to raise them properly and everything will turn out fine. Don't worry about everything Gin, it will all be all right."
Ginny nodded and fell asleep. Draco lightly kissed her forehead and rolled off of her. He prayed silently that he was right and that Voldemort would fail. Looking over to the cribs beside their bed, he prayed again that his children would be happy and livelong. Draco sighed and fell asleep.
As the day turned into night, someone walked swiftly into Blaise's tent, his robes billowing behind him. Severus Snape smiled at the sight. Blaise really did love her and she loved him. Snape regretted advising Blaise to break up with Teresa, but there was nothing he could do now. He paused, not wanting to wake the two lovers up. He knew what Fudge's meeting was about.
Cornelius had called the Weasleys, Malfoys, Anastasios, Snape, Potter, Granger, and Dumbledore, and Blaise to a meeting. It was regarding the will. Severus did not want to disturb the tranquil moment, but he had to. Damn Fudge for having to settle this immediately, especially when Teresa had just been raped.
Severus walked over to the bedside and smiled down once more upon his goddaughter and student. They looked so content and happy, Snape was upset that it would not last. He knew it could not last, no matter how badly anyone wanted it to.
"Teresa, Blaise, wake up. You have to come with me."
Teresa lifted her hair off of Blaise's toned chest. She groaned and nodded her head. Severus smiled at her. "I'll just wait outside."
Teresa nodded and Snape left. She ran her hands through her tangled hair. Teresa nudged Blaise a little. He would not move. Teresa knew he was a sound sleeper, but they did not have time for that. A wicked grin spread across her face. Teresa lightly traced her finger along his chest seductively. She heard alight moan from the sleeping Blaise.
Smiling seductively, she nibbled on his bottom lip slightly. He opened his mouth to allow her entrance, but she merely brushed her lips against his before getting up. Teresa said an incantation and her dress was back on and hair done properly in a tight braid.
"That was not fair."
Blaise had finally woken. He climbed out of bed and threw on a baggy T- shirt. Teresa smiled at him and he offered her a smirk. Taking her hand in his, they left. Severus took them to a near by campfire and they sat down in comfortable chairs. The others joined them shortly. Ginny looked ready to snap at anyone who annoyed her in the slightest. Teresa smiled when she remembered that Ginny was not a morning person or someone you wanted to wake up.
Draco on the other hand looked passive. He winked at Teresa and rolled his eyes at Ginny. Teresa gave a small laugh as her friends sat beside her and Blaise. Once everyone else was gathered, Cornelius Fudge began to speak.
"The battalions of Veela have been informed of their job in the war and everything is set. However, one more matter must be discussed. I am referring to the last will and testament of Amaranta Tulia Vita Anastasio and Derek Nathaniel Anastasio. Though I have looked for a loophole, their will is iron clad. I can do nothing, especially since I signed it. Teresa, Draco, I'm sorry but you have no choice but to marry."
Teresa felt like she was ready to go buck wild. She JUST got back from being raped not even 48 hours ago and now he was telling her she had to get MARRIED?! Teresa could not believe it. Apparently, Draco could not either. He was nearly shaking with rage. His normally pale face was a red that not even the Weasleys' hair could match. But before he could say anything, Teresa spoke, through gritted teeth.
"Fudge, I seriously don't think now is the best time to address it."
Cornelius sighed, realizing that she was right. "As long as you both realize it is not an option, but a requirement after the war is over."
Teresa shot Draco a warning look telling him to agree. Draco looked hesitant, but nodded grimly in unison with Teresa. Cornelius dismissed the group. Draco and Teresa walked to each other, ignoring the sympathetic stares the others were giving them.
"Aiight, what is your plan?"
"Draco, right now that isn't important. Just know that I have one and it can't fail."
Draco nodded. Their lovers soon joined the two. Blaise lightly kissed Teresa's forehead and Draco pulled Ginny tightly to him. Teresa smiled at the three.
"Don't worry. I have a plan that cannot fail. Just relax and leave it up to me."
The trio nodded and Teresa lightly kissed Blaise before leaving his embrace. He frowned at her. "Where are you going?"
"To think."
Teresa walked off into the forest. Her footsteps were soft and barely audible. Little did she know that she had an audience, which consisted of Harry. He had followed her, unbeknownst to the others. Teresa knew what she had to do and she had to do it right or she would ruin everything. She could accidentally kill herself if she did not do it right. But now was not the time to think of that. The war came to her mind.
The war was going to be terrible. Already, Teresa dreaded the visions she knew would come. In times of war, the leader of the Veela always had visions. Always. Teresa knew she too would have these visions. And they would be visions of death. Many she would not be able to prevent, others, she could.
Teresa silently sat down in a clearing free of trees. She looked up into the sky. The stars twinkled above her. Tomorrow the fighting would start. Teresa looked almost angelic in the moonlight. It was almost a full moon. The bushes behind her moved and Teresa jumped up.
"Who's there?"
Harry stepped timidly out of the shadows. "It's just me."
Teresa sighed and sat back down. Harry sat next to her. They sat in silence for about an hour before Harry spoke.
"Are you afraid?"
"No. But I am nervous."
Harry smiled at her. "Me too."
Another minute of silence passed before Harry spoke again. He sounded so timid that Teresa thought he resembled very much that of a little child.
"Why?"
"Why what?"
"Why does it have to be this way? Why can't there be peace? Why is someone always so egotistical that they can't see how their goals will destroy the world? And if they can see it, why don't they care?"
"There can never be peace Harry. Not as long as humans are imperfect. Everyone is greedy and self-centered, some just more so than others. Those few corrupt thousands, which grow into millions. And the cycle continues until someone stops the leader or the world is conquered. It will always be this way and it always has been." Silence fell again. After a while, the two got up and left together. Teresa apparated to her forest so she could be with her people the day before a battle. Over a hundred of Veela were gathered for the coming battle. The battle would happen tomorrow. Teresa knew it would.
She lies awake in her bed for quite sometime. Nervousness flooded through her body but Teresa quickly pushed it aside. She had to be strong for her people. Closing her eyes, horrific rape images flooded her eyes. Their cold hands upon her body and them entering into her, bruising and violating her.
Teresa resisted the urge to cry and rolled over. Slowly sleep came upon her, but that was not a good thing for the dreams that filled her head were worse than the reliving the rape. In some ways, much worse.
~Dream Sequence~
Teresa was walking along the field that separated Voldemort and the opposing wizards. As she was walking along the luscious field, the green grass turned a horrid crimson. The once large water puddles became pools of blood.
Teresa gasped as she saw at least a hundred wizards and witches lying dead on the field. Her face paled considerably and she tried to scream, but no sound came out. Kneeling by some of the bodies, Teresa identified a few.
Many were witches and wizards unknown to Teresa, but many more were her friends. A few Veela, but many more were not. Teresa saw a familiar face and nearly jerked back in surprise. Neville Longbottom was lying dead amongst the bodies. Teresa knelt down and lightly touched his neck, searching for a pulse she knew was not there.
Suddenly, scenes came flooding into her mind. She was looking through someone else's eyes and they were charging into battle casting hexes left and right. Many hit and a few missed. Near the middle of the battle, a wizard hit 'her' from behind. Teresa left the body, but was still in the scene. She was staring down at the body she had possessed, Neville's.
The scene faded and Teresa returned to the field of corpses. This went on for what seemed like hours. Teresa would gently touch people and she saw how each one of them died. Occasionally Teresa would see someone she knew. It was hard seeing this, but Teresa's curiosity got the best of her. Finally, at the end of the field, Teresa saw a sight that made her horrified. Lying dead were Charlie Weasley, Severus Snape, Narcissa Malfoy, Alicia Schumacher, Mikel Atamanchuk, and her brother Matthew.
Teresa fell to the ground. She was terrified to touch any of them, but she knew she had too. Teresa touched all of them. Each one was killed a different way by Death Eaters, except two. Voldemort himself killed Narcissa and Matthew. The worst part of it all was that they died trying to save her. Whether they succeeded or not, she did not know.
Teresa rose shakily. Suddenly, she saw a bright light descending from the sky. The light was not like the sun, for she could look into it without blinding herself. The light was like purity emanating from something. As the light came closer, Teresa saw it was a person. It was quite possibly the most beautiful person she had ever seen.
The person, or perhaps it was an angel, descended softly in front of her. The beautiful being smiled delicately at Teresa. She was wearing a gorgeous dress as well. The dress was as white as a unicorn and flowing as well. It had diamonds encrusted in it and loose, long, lace arms. The woman's hair (if she could be classified as a mere mortal woman) was like gold and had diamonds encrusted in it as well. It flowed freely behind her, though there was no wind. He eyes shone like sapphires and her skin was a glowing, flawless, creamy white.
(If you would like to see this dress, which I hope you would, go to fairyfashion.de/frame.html , then click on other gowns and finally Diamond Lady.)
"I suppose you know already that this is no ordinary dream," spoke the angelic woman.
"Of course, only a vision could bring such things to life."
The woman nodded, her smile fading, as she became serious. The woman's eyes pierced Teresa's in a way Teresa thought that only Dumbledore's could.
"Do you know who I am?"
Knowledge flowed into Teresa that she did not know she had. Teresa realized that this woman could only be one person.
"You could only be the first Veela leader ever, Lady Rahabashi."
"Yes, that is who I am. I was also called the Diamond Lady, hence my love of diamonds. Do you know why I was called this Lady Jahzara?"
"Of course, though I do not know how. Your eyes always shone with brilliance more magnanimous than sapphires and they were valued as highly as diamonds."
"Yes. And you, like many other Veela leaders, know who I am without ever truly learning of me. Of course, I know you were taught of me during your training, however, I also know you never knew what I looked like. Do you know why I brought you to this field of death, Lady Jahzara?"
"I have an idea milady, but it is just speculation. Please, inform me of your reasoning."
"Well, we have two very important things in common Lady Jahzara. One is that both of our destinies involved the beginning of a leader-Veela dynasty and the second is we both existed in the two of the greatest times of war. I have brought you here today to show you what is in store for our people and the people of the known wizarding world.
"You must be strong during this time. You can not afford to show mercy and compassion to those who would massacre our people at the first chance. If you stay strong and relentless, then our casualties will be few. However, if you let your emotions be strayed by those without the burden of leadership our people could fall.
"Many people will try to advise you in matters which they do not understand. You must not listen. Seek only your Maidens and Veela-war leaders' advice for theirs alone will be the best. The Veela-leader before you and you yourself chose these Maidens because you knew of their wisdom and battle tactics.
"I am not saying in any way to be heartless for that too will destroy our people. But think of what is best for our people and the world of wizards and witches. Very few people who turn evil ever turn back to the side of good, if they were ever on it. Remember this and stay strong and our people will become invincible."
Teresa nodded. "I understand and I will do everything in my power to preserve our people and our way of life, milady. I will show no mercy to those who would show no mercy to us and I will be wary of unwise council."
Lady Rahabashi smiled brightly at Teresa, her skin glowing brighter. "I knew you would be a powerful one. More visions will come in time, Lady Jahzara. But not just visions of war, visions of many things that will bring you much wisdom. Be patient young one. My time is short. Is there anything you wish to ask before I must leave you?"
Teresa nodded. "I wish your council, Lady Rahabashi. I know that Lady Guenivire has a grandchild, Maiden Gwendolyn. I plan to tell her as soon as the war is over that she was the descendent of Lady Guenivire. But milady, as her descendent, it is Gwendolyn's birthright to take my place. What should I do if she decides to take her birthright? Would it be wise to relent? Would she be a better leader than I?"
Rahabashi smiled at Teresa. "You truly want what is best for our people, do you not?"
Teresa nodded fervently. "It is my aspiration."
"Then if Gwendolyn should ask to take her birthright, which she will not, then you must refuse. If Lady Guenivire put you in place of her granddaughter, she must have had a plausible reason. And besides Lady Jahzara, do you truly believe that Maiden Gwendolyn would challenge your authority, let alone desire to lead the Veela?"
Teresa smiled at Lady Rahabashi. "No, I see you are right."
"My time is nearly gone. Anything else you would like to know?"
"Yes, how is it you came to me?"
Lady Rahabashi smiled a mysterious smile. "That, Lady Jahzara, is a secret that only the greatest Veela-leaders ever find out while they are alive. And somehow, I think you too will discover this secret in your lifetime."
The two shared a knowing smile. It was implied in her statement that Teresa was to become one of the greatest Veela-leaders ever. Rahabashi began to glow as bright as she had when she was descending.
"It is time. Good bye Lady Jahzara. I know we will meet again. If not in this life, than in the next." With a wink, Rahabashi began to ascend and soon the brilliant light was gone.
The bloodstained field had disappeared while the two leaders were talking; though Teresa had failed to notice. Now that Lady Rahabashi was gone, she saw the beautiful field was back. Teresa saw the field begin to slowly fade away. Soon, she was in complete blackness. Teresa awoke a few moments later.
Getting up and out of her bed, Teresa changed into her dress. She let her hair hang loosely for once. As she stepped out of the tent, she smiled at the exquisite sight. The sun was just rising. Light blues mixed with lavender, pink, and yellow danced across the sky. Teresa walked out into a small clearing on the side of a river. The wind blew lightly, making her hair dance behind her.
Teresa had not taken her potion and thus her skin glowed brightly. She was no longer the half Veela that she was once thought to be, but a full Veela and a powerful one at that. The river ran by slowly and calmly, giving Teresa the peace she needed. The battle would be in a few hours. Of course, they would stop to take rests. It was understood. At around midnight, they would stop and around eight they would start again.
Teresa looked a bit down the river to her right. She saw a lone unicorn standing there, staring at her. It was gorgeous. It was a male unicorn and fully-grown. Teresa called to it in the unicorn language.
"Halina mege yotu e dashira yotu, yota comema."
In normal language, she had asked the unicorn "Please come to me and comfort me, my friend."
Through some magical form of telepathy, the unicorn replied. "Ul hulanin vo peerashi gyvina, yota Kalija."
He had replied, "It would be of utmost honor, my Lady."
The unicorn pranced over to her in less than a second. He lowered his head to her and she gently brushed his nuzzle. His fur was softer than the most fluid silk and his eyes were a light blue that made Teresa feel immediately calmer. The unicorn kneeled slightly.
Teresa knew the implication. Few unicorns allowed people to ride them, but the leader of the Veela was usually an exception. Teresa slid onto his back and they rode off. They rode for half an hour before they stopped. A fork in the trodden path of grass was barely seeable. Teresa slid off of the unicorn and they looked at each other for a minute.
"Yota Kalija, hiwa su nuka gorrina?" ("My Lady, why do you fight?")
"Vi gorrina du walbina inu gale." ("I fight to save us all.")
The unicorn bent down again and Teresa once again slid onto him. He took the right path, not the left. Leading her into a clearing, Teresa's breath caught in her throat. A magical valley appeared. It was a valley of unicorns. Never had Teresa or anyone else for that matter, seen so many in one area. Hundreds of unicorns were gathered in this large valley.
(For the sake of not desiring to make up so many words, the next conversations will be in English, but imagine them in the flowing language of the unicorns.)
"What is this place?"
Teresa slid off the unicorn and looked around. The unicorn walked with her as she quietly explored the valley in awe.
"This is the refuge of the unicorns. It is the place we all travel to when there is danger. We have sensed the war brewing and we all traveled here. Only the unicorns know of it and only a unicorn can bring an outsider here and it must be with the approval of the leader who is the most powerful and pure."
"Who is the leader?"
"I am the leader."
Teresa looked surprised. But then she realized he was the most powerful and pure looking unicorn that she saw. "So why did you bring me here?"
"To offer our help. I wanted to see if your intentions were good and noble. I can tell they are because not even Voldemort himself could look a unicorn in the eyes and lie. You are truly trying to help in the best way you see fit. We want to help. What ca new do?"
"A war is coming today. As we have already arranged the plans, I cannot ask you to fight today. Tomorrow is a possibility, but not today. Not unless we become desperate. However, I will ask you to help heal our sick today. Will you do those two things for me today?"
The unicorn nodded. "I will. I promise we will help. Our young will stay here and the fully-grown unicorns will join me in accompanying you. But you must know if we go into battle, very few may ride us, mainly only Veela."
Teresa nodded. "One thing I must know though."
"That is?"
"What is your name?"
"Samson."
"I am Lady Jahzara of the Veela."
"I know who you are."
The two gathered the elder unicorns and headed back to camp, Jahzara riding upon Samson's back. As they approached, Teresa saw a few other people out and about. Everyone stopped to look at the strange procession. The Maidens rushed over to Teresa's side. The unicorns stopped walking.
"Milady, what is going on?"
"We have new war allies, Destiny. The unicorns have agreed to help us in battle and in keeping our people healthy. They even have agreed to let certain Veela ride on their backs."
By that time, many more had come out, being awoken by friends and relatives. The Malfoys, Weasleys, Harry, Hermoine, and Blaise had risen as well. Then something caught Teresa's eye. She saw Tyrell, Mikel, Alicia, and Stephanie running toward her. The unicorns grew a bit stiff when they saw the men, but Teresa said words of comfort to them.
Alicia laughed. "What the hell did you just say?"
Teresa smiled at one of her best friends. "I told them to chill, that Tyrell and Mikel would not hurt them."
Teresa dismounted and turned to Samson. She spoke to him in his language. "Go to the river where we met and wait for me there. I will not be long talking to the Minister of Magic."
"I will send them there, but I will stay."
Teresa smiled. "Of course."
Samson sent his people to he river and as they were heading off, her horse, Braveheart, came galloping up. He bent down to allow Teresa to climb onto his back. Teresa turned to Samson.
"Will you allow Stephanie and Alicia to ride on your back?"
Samson nodded and did so. Teresa told Stephanie and Alicia to climb on. She then called Ginny over to them. Ginny took her outstretched hand and clambered onto Braveheart's back as well. Teresa glanced over at Hermoine.
"Hermoine, would you like to come with us?"
Hermoine nodded fervently and ran over to Teresa. "Where are we going?"
"We are going to visit Fudge and Dumbledore. Braveheart can hold your weight. Come on, climb on behind Ginny."
Hermoine did as she was told and the five rode off. Stephanie and Teresa led the horses, since they were the most experienced. Once they reached Dumbledore's and Fudge's tents, they all got off. Teresa and Hermoine got Fudge and Dumbledore.
"What is all this about?" Fudge asked.
Though he had been up for hours, he did not like being disturbed. They still had an hour before war. He looked surprised to see the unicorn. Dumbledore exited his tent with Hermoine, but did not look at all surprised. Sometimes Teresa wondered if Dumbledore was omniscient.
"Well Fudge, we have made a new war alliance. The unicorns have agreed to become our allies."
Fudge looked skeptical, but Dumbledore just smiled. Fudge glanced Samson over, who was as tall as Dumbledore himself.
"Well, how many of them are there?"
"About one hundred and fifty. They have agreed to help us in battle and in the healing of our people. But they shall let select few ride them. Speaking of which," Teresa turned back to Samson and looked up at him. "Will you allow the other four women present to ride on the backs of your fellow unicorns? They are not Veela, but hey are my most trusted female friends."
Samson glanced the four over and then nodded. It took almost half an hour to decide what the unicorns would do. Fudge was skeptical at first, but finally realized this was for real. Samson rode back to the river to inform the unicorns of what would be happening.
Teresa and the others headed to the main of camp. It was almost time for the war to begin. The Weasleys, Harry, and Hermoine were gathered together. The Anastasios, Blaise, and the Malfoys were gathered not far.
Teresa thought back to her dream. She knew she had to stop Voldemort from killing Matt and Narcissa. Teresa walked cautiously up to Matt and hugged him tightly. He looked surprised, but quickly embraced her as well. When they parted, he looked at her skeptically.
"What was that for?"
Teresa bit her lower lip, a nervous habit of hers. "No hard feelings, ok? No grudges between us."
Matt smiled and Teresa left to do the same thing to Mariah. After briefly hugging Narcissa and Lucius, she walked over to Draco. He was standing alone, sitting by the edge of the forest. Teresa sat next to him. She lightly squeezed his arm and he took her hand tightly.
"What's up?"
Draco did not speak for a while. He just stared blankly ahead. After five minutes, he looked at her. "Promise me you'll survive this Teresa. Promise me my children and Ginny will survive."
Teresa swallowed hard. She was glad he had not asked if his parents had survived for she would never lie to him. "They will survive. I'll make sure of it."
Draco nodded. He looked away again. "Don't sacrifice yourselves for everyone else. You're needed in this war and I know you'll be needed after. Your people will need you. Your family will need you. I'll need you and most importantly, Blaise will need you."
She looked curiously at Draco. "Why will Blaise need me?"
"Because his parents are Death Eaters. They'll be killed. I know he never told you. I only know through my father. You'll be all he has left. So promise me, no matter what, you'll find a way to keep you two together."
"I promise."
Draco gave a small smile and the two got up. He left to find Ginny and she saw Blaise heading toward her. He grabbed her around the waist and pulled her tightly against him. The wind blew softly, making her hair whisk wildly around.
"Promise me you won't ever leave me Teresa. I don't think I could take it."
Teresa turned around and looked Blaise straight in the eyes. Her hazel- green eyes pierced his brown ones. "I swear on everything I love, I will never leave you."
Blaise brought Teresa even closer and sealed her promise with a kiss. Red sparks flew high into the air; it was the sign for war. Teresa and Blaise saw people come in their direction, toward the edge of the forest. Braveheart galloped toward Teresa and she climbed on his back. Saying a simple incantation, her dress changed into a two piece, black-suit. Looking to her right, she saw Alicia and Stephanie in the same suits. Mikel and Tyrell were in their own versions.
The suit was a short and tight halter-top and the pants rode low on the girls' hips. The boys wore tight, black pants and tight wife-beaters. The five had taken martial arts lessons together, along with Tae-Kwon-Do, kick- boxing, and cheerleading (all outside of Stanwand).
Fudge caught Teresa's attention and she nodded. The wizards and witches stepped back and Fleur, Gabrielle, Natasha, Chrysanthemum, Alexandria, and the Maidens. Each was on a horse and accompanied by a battalion of Veela. The Veela were all wearing ancient harem girl outfits. The top was nothing more than a fancy bra and the bottoms were loose fitting skirts that had slits up to their top thighs. See through silk adorned their stomachs.
Teresa saw Voldemort's troop of Death Eaters on the other side of the field. At the same time, each troop charged at the other. When they were in hexing range, Teresa gave the signal and enchanting, African music played from the forest.
The Veela began dancing as Teresa and the other leaders stayed on their horses. Voldemort's Death Eaters became entranced and soon tried to do strange things to impress the Veela, but the effect was wearing off. Teresa knew Voldemort had put a spell on the men so that the effect would not last long.
Teresa gave the sign and the wizards and witches from behind her started to run towards them. The non-witch Veela quickly ran out of the way and the others stayed and attacked. Teresa and the other leaders attacked as well. Some of the Veela sprouted wings and grew beaks.
They began to throw fire at the Death Eaters, who were now out of their stupor. Hexes flew everywhere and Teresa rode into the battle, a look of determination on her face. The war had started and she knew it would be a long time before it would end.
Teresa's only worry is that she did not know what the outcome would be. For in her dream, she had seen no Death Eaters dead. Anger filled Teresa as she thought of the dead she had seen especially the last ones, her family and friends. She would die before she would let Voldemort win. And when she won, he would pay. Oh how he would pay.
A/N: I hope you all enjoyed that and I am going to try to update ASAP. If anyone would like to give me any ideas, it would be much appreciated. Also, I must ask your help. I am looking for a song to go with this.
It needs to speak of someone strong who feels like they are losing everything. A surprise is coming for Teresa and she needs to have a song that tells of distress and what did she do to deserve this. It needs to ask how she'll get through this. Thanks and the sooner I get a song like that, the sooner I can update! So please help me out! Oh, and so I don't have to say it 20 times, REVIEW PLEASE!
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