Harry Potter & Rejecting the Veela
By The Short Fat Fag
Chapter Two - Discoveries
The next morning Harry was sitting at Gryffindor table with his boyfriend Justin telling al about the meeting of the previous evening in the Headmaster's office.
"He wants to bond with you?" Justin asked incredulously before looking down into his plate and becoming very sad.
Harry becoming very concerned for his boyfriend put his arm around the Hufflepuff and asked, "What's wrong Justy? There's nothing to be sad about."
In a defeated voice Justin explained, "Veela always get their way when they pick a chosen. He's going to eventually take you from me. I don't want to loose you, not after I just found you."
"Justin, you know that Veela do not always get their way when they pick someone to mate with. Once Malfoy gets over his rejection he will look for another mate. It's what Veela do, they don't die from lack of mate, they don't go on mindless rampages in order to get a mate, they just try to seduce them and if they fail, they move to another poor soul," Harry pointed out to his love. "Actually knowing Malfoy, he'll probably go on the mindless rampage to prove that he can and then blame it on the Veela thing."
Justin actually began to smile at Harry's joke, though he knew that it would probably happen, Malfoy was such a baby when he didn't get his way about things.
"Besides," Harry continued, "Veela prefer virgins and we both know that I am not one of those anymore."
Both Harry and Justin shared a knowing smile with one another before they were interrupted when Hermione suddenly plunked down across the table from them carrying three very heavy looking and dusty books from the library, followed closely by Ron who had his long arms filled to capacity with books as well.
"Harry," she said breathlessly, "Guess what I've been doing?"
"Hmmm, judging from the amount of books you are carrying, the look of positive glee on your face and the fact that you are covered in a layer of dust, I'm going to guess you and Ron have been in the astronomy tower snogging."
Justin snorted in laughter and Ron rolled his eyes and said, "She wishes."
Hermione's cheeks burned slightly but pressed on as if he had said nothing, "We've just come from the library where I've been researching Veela. I've found out all kinds of interesting things about them, I wished I put this much effort into the essay I did about them last year in Defense class."
Harry looked at her like she was mental, "Hermione, yours was the longest essay in the class at seven feet long and gave you a hand cramp for two days, how much more could there be?"
'Seven feet?' mouthed Justin and Ron nodded from behind her back.
"Well," she began enthusiastically, "Did you know that male Veela can get their partner pregnant, whether that person is male or female?"
"Yes, I did actually and if you remember it was on Professor Pickford's final exam last year in Defence," said Harry. "Of course, I have no idea how well I would have done on it, as he died in the middle of the examination."
"Well, he was almost two hundred years old," Ron said with a mouth full of eggs.
They all looked at each knowingly. Harry went on, "Now before you tell me anything about that subject, please stop yourself; I knew that they can get men pregnant and honestly I do not want to be pregnant. I'm seventeen years old, I have a dark wizard and a host of Death Eaters to fight and I have no time for having a baby this year. Plus I do not want to even think about where it would come out."
Both Ron and Justin shuddered at the thought.
"Men!" huffed Hermione irritably. "I suppose it's alright for women to make babies, but not men?"
"It's not that Hermione, women are built to have children. You're bodies are designed by nature to have them. Ours are not and to do so if very dangerous and completely unpleasant," Harry said trying to sooth her ruffled feathers.
Hermione looked at Harry sweetly and said, "It comes out the end of the penis."
All three boys cringed and Ron grabbed his genitals at the thought.
"Yep," she continued with a smile, "Just think about it, a six to eight pound baby traveling down your penis, stretching it horribly out of proportion and then exiting out that little tiny opening at the end of it. Doesn't it make you want to have twins?"
By now all three of them had their manhood in their hands in order to stop the flow of thoughts form reaching them just in case it should happen spontaneously.
Justin looked over to Harry and said, "Maybe we should adopt."
Hermione laughed and began to eat her breakfast just as the post owls arrived with the morning mail.
Usually Harry didn't get anything in the mail, unless it was from Justin. After loosing Sirius in his fifth year and then Remus in his sixth, there was no one left to write to him anymore. Oh he still go the occasional greeting from the twins about the joke shop and how well it was doing and he even still received the occasional letter from Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, but they were few and far between after he came out to them about two weeks before the Easter holidays last year.
When he finally heard a reply from her, it was in the form of their usual chocolate Easter eggs she would send to them. Ron's, Hermione's and Ginny's were the size of dragon eggs and covered in decorative icings, while his was smaller than a chicken egg and had no icing on it. For the entire final term of the year, Harry's feelings had been hurt and it was only after all the Weasley children each sent their mother a howler that she began being nice to him again.
However, this morning, Harry did receive an owl, one bearing him two dozen long stem red roses and a card which read, 'To my beloved mate, please allow me to give you this small gift as a token of my undying love for you, yours forever, Draco.'
"Laying it on a bit thick isn't he?" asked Ron as Justin looked like he was getting angry about it.
Harry snorted and threw the card down in disgust, "I bet it'll get thicker before it's done."
- - - - -
Sometime later in the afternoon, Harry was on his way to the library to begin his homework for Charms class when Hannah Abbott and Susan Bones came running up to him.
"Harry, you've got to come quick," exclaimed Hannah.
"Malfoy has Justin cornered and he's threatening to kill him," Susan explained hurriedly.
"What? Where?" asked Harry without thinking about it.
"Dungeons," the two girls said together and then all three of them tore through the castle in a run.
Minutes later Harry arrived to find Malfoy and his Slytherin cronies had disarmed Justin, Ernie McMillian and Zacharias Smith. Ernie and Zacharias were being held down by Crabbe and Goyle, while Pansy Parkinson shrieked with laughter. Malfoy was about to do some nasty hexes and jinxes to Justin when Harry ran up and placed himself between the two.
"What are you doing Malfoy?" spat Harry.
"He's standing in my way and you know it. Once the filthy mud-blood is gone then there's nothing to keep you from me," Malfoy replied.
Harry looked menacingly at the part Veela and asked, "Do you really think I'd have anything to do with you if you hurt the man I love?"
"Love?" asked Justin through a broken nose.
Malfoy looked hurt, "You don't love him Harry, he isn't good enough for you. He'd never make you happy or complete the way I could."
"What makes you think that I could be happy with the son of a Death Eater?" asked Harry. "Your father has tried to kill me at least twice and you never bothered to care about it before. What would have happened if he had succeeded then? What would you have done?"
For the first time in his life Malfoy hesitated before answering, "I don't know."
"You would have gone on and picked someone else to bother with this Veela business of yours, that's what you would have done," Harry said.
However, before anything else could be said about anything Professor Sprout arrived with Hannah Abbott and Susan Bones followed closely by Professor Dumbledore.
"What is going on here?" asked Professor Sprout as she looked at her three Hufflepuffs who were being manhandled by the Slytherins.
"Nothing Professor," cooed Malfoy trying to use his Veela charm on her.
"Fifty points from Slytherin Mr. Malfoy," Professor Sprout said angrily. "Professor Snape provided all the teachers with a potion to combat your Veela attraction. Also detention for you and those two thugs of yours," she said pointing to Crabbe and Goyle, "to be served with me every night this week." Then she turned a kind eye to Harry and said, "Twenty points to Gryffindor for defending members of a rival house."
"Defending his bitch you mean," Malfoy said causing several of the Slytherins to laugh.
"That'll be an additional ten points from Slytherin for that Mr. Malfoy," Professor Sprout said again.
"Oh Ernie," Hannah said as she ran to her boyfriend to help him up and Susan went to Zacharias to help him also.
"Come on Justin, lets get you up to Madame Pomfrey," Harry said to his boyfriend.
"Harry, if I might have a word with you," Dumbledore asked.
"Yes sir, right after I take Justin up the infirmary," replied Harry.
"Pomona," Dumbledore asked, "Would you mind helping Mr. Finch-Fletchley up to see Poppy so I can have a chat with Harry here."
"Of course, Albus," Professor Sprout said as she took hold of Justin's arm as he limped in the corridor and giving Harry a wink she added, "Don't worry Mr. Potter, he'll be fine with me."
Putting a hand on Harry's shoulder, Dumbledore twinkled and said, "Why don't we go to my office, where we can be more comfortable."
- - - - -
In the Headmaster's office, Dumbledore takes his usual seat behind his desk and offers Harry a "Lemon drop?" Which Harry declines and takes a seat to listen to what he has to say.
"Harry," Dumbledore began, "I had a very interesting conversation with Severus last night about Mr. Malfoy. As you discovered yesterday, when he turned thirteen and went through puberty, his Veela instincts and abilities became active and he instinctively began to search out his mate. It seems he immediately chose you."
Harry nodded in understanding, not liking it one little bit.
Dumbledore continued, "Mr. Malfoy did not want to mate with you, as the two of you were rivals at the time and chose to suppress his instincts to get closer to you, as it were. As a result he did earn that reputation that you and Mr. Weasley mentioned yesterday, however, it seems that none of those students were what he was looking for and always returned to wanting you Harry."
Comprehension was slowing dawning on him and he did not like where it was going, "What's this have to do with me sir?"
"Well Harry," the Headmaster said with his eyes twinkling once more, "As you've just witnessed down in the dungeons today, Mr. Malfoy is not going to be taking 'No' for an answer and since you have already shown that you have an affinity to the male gender…"
"NO!" said Harry cutting him off in mid-sentence.
"Now Harry you must be open to these things."
"I do not want to date Malfoy, I do not want to mate with Malfoy, I do not want to bond with him either," Harry declared. "I love Justin and I want to be with him. Wasn't it you who convinced me to ask him out that first time? Wasn't it you who told me that I deserve to be loved?"
Dumbledore smiled, "Yes, Harry that was me who said all those things. It's nice to know that you were listening. Now I think you should listen to me when I say that you should be more open to Mr. Malfoy."
"Why? What's in it for you?"
Dumbledore looked shocked and Harry knew something was going on that he wasn't aware of.
Harry leaned into the desk and asked, "So what happens if I allow Malfoy to pursue me?"
"He might turn against Voldemort and fight for our side."
Harry snorted, "His father was in the inner circle of the Death Eaters until I put him in Azkaban, which alone should make him not want to be with me. In fact I seem to remember an interesting duel we had in the beginning of our sixth year over it."
"That's true Harry, but he may still have valuable information for the Order."
"Justin will never forgive me and honestly I do not want to do it," Harry said.
"All that I ask is that you try. If Mr. Malfoy thinks that you are interested, then he'll probably leave Mr. Finch-Fletchley alone."
Harry sighed and said, "I'll think about it."
To Be Continued … Please Read and Review
I would like to thank Benjis VIP, Bluetattingman, Fangalla, Jolene, Little Padfoot Jr., Omeganight and SeparatriX for reviewing.
By The Short Fat Fag
Chapter Two - Discoveries
The next morning Harry was sitting at Gryffindor table with his boyfriend Justin telling al about the meeting of the previous evening in the Headmaster's office.
"He wants to bond with you?" Justin asked incredulously before looking down into his plate and becoming very sad.
Harry becoming very concerned for his boyfriend put his arm around the Hufflepuff and asked, "What's wrong Justy? There's nothing to be sad about."
In a defeated voice Justin explained, "Veela always get their way when they pick a chosen. He's going to eventually take you from me. I don't want to loose you, not after I just found you."
"Justin, you know that Veela do not always get their way when they pick someone to mate with. Once Malfoy gets over his rejection he will look for another mate. It's what Veela do, they don't die from lack of mate, they don't go on mindless rampages in order to get a mate, they just try to seduce them and if they fail, they move to another poor soul," Harry pointed out to his love. "Actually knowing Malfoy, he'll probably go on the mindless rampage to prove that he can and then blame it on the Veela thing."
Justin actually began to smile at Harry's joke, though he knew that it would probably happen, Malfoy was such a baby when he didn't get his way about things.
"Besides," Harry continued, "Veela prefer virgins and we both know that I am not one of those anymore."
Both Harry and Justin shared a knowing smile with one another before they were interrupted when Hermione suddenly plunked down across the table from them carrying three very heavy looking and dusty books from the library, followed closely by Ron who had his long arms filled to capacity with books as well.
"Harry," she said breathlessly, "Guess what I've been doing?"
"Hmmm, judging from the amount of books you are carrying, the look of positive glee on your face and the fact that you are covered in a layer of dust, I'm going to guess you and Ron have been in the astronomy tower snogging."
Justin snorted in laughter and Ron rolled his eyes and said, "She wishes."
Hermione's cheeks burned slightly but pressed on as if he had said nothing, "We've just come from the library where I've been researching Veela. I've found out all kinds of interesting things about them, I wished I put this much effort into the essay I did about them last year in Defense class."
Harry looked at her like she was mental, "Hermione, yours was the longest essay in the class at seven feet long and gave you a hand cramp for two days, how much more could there be?"
'Seven feet?' mouthed Justin and Ron nodded from behind her back.
"Well," she began enthusiastically, "Did you know that male Veela can get their partner pregnant, whether that person is male or female?"
"Yes, I did actually and if you remember it was on Professor Pickford's final exam last year in Defence," said Harry. "Of course, I have no idea how well I would have done on it, as he died in the middle of the examination."
"Well, he was almost two hundred years old," Ron said with a mouth full of eggs.
They all looked at each knowingly. Harry went on, "Now before you tell me anything about that subject, please stop yourself; I knew that they can get men pregnant and honestly I do not want to be pregnant. I'm seventeen years old, I have a dark wizard and a host of Death Eaters to fight and I have no time for having a baby this year. Plus I do not want to even think about where it would come out."
Both Ron and Justin shuddered at the thought.
"Men!" huffed Hermione irritably. "I suppose it's alright for women to make babies, but not men?"
"It's not that Hermione, women are built to have children. You're bodies are designed by nature to have them. Ours are not and to do so if very dangerous and completely unpleasant," Harry said trying to sooth her ruffled feathers.
Hermione looked at Harry sweetly and said, "It comes out the end of the penis."
All three boys cringed and Ron grabbed his genitals at the thought.
"Yep," she continued with a smile, "Just think about it, a six to eight pound baby traveling down your penis, stretching it horribly out of proportion and then exiting out that little tiny opening at the end of it. Doesn't it make you want to have twins?"
By now all three of them had their manhood in their hands in order to stop the flow of thoughts form reaching them just in case it should happen spontaneously.
Justin looked over to Harry and said, "Maybe we should adopt."
Hermione laughed and began to eat her breakfast just as the post owls arrived with the morning mail.
Usually Harry didn't get anything in the mail, unless it was from Justin. After loosing Sirius in his fifth year and then Remus in his sixth, there was no one left to write to him anymore. Oh he still go the occasional greeting from the twins about the joke shop and how well it was doing and he even still received the occasional letter from Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, but they were few and far between after he came out to them about two weeks before the Easter holidays last year.
When he finally heard a reply from her, it was in the form of their usual chocolate Easter eggs she would send to them. Ron's, Hermione's and Ginny's were the size of dragon eggs and covered in decorative icings, while his was smaller than a chicken egg and had no icing on it. For the entire final term of the year, Harry's feelings had been hurt and it was only after all the Weasley children each sent their mother a howler that she began being nice to him again.
However, this morning, Harry did receive an owl, one bearing him two dozen long stem red roses and a card which read, 'To my beloved mate, please allow me to give you this small gift as a token of my undying love for you, yours forever, Draco.'
"Laying it on a bit thick isn't he?" asked Ron as Justin looked like he was getting angry about it.
Harry snorted and threw the card down in disgust, "I bet it'll get thicker before it's done."
- - - - -
Sometime later in the afternoon, Harry was on his way to the library to begin his homework for Charms class when Hannah Abbott and Susan Bones came running up to him.
"Harry, you've got to come quick," exclaimed Hannah.
"Malfoy has Justin cornered and he's threatening to kill him," Susan explained hurriedly.
"What? Where?" asked Harry without thinking about it.
"Dungeons," the two girls said together and then all three of them tore through the castle in a run.
Minutes later Harry arrived to find Malfoy and his Slytherin cronies had disarmed Justin, Ernie McMillian and Zacharias Smith. Ernie and Zacharias were being held down by Crabbe and Goyle, while Pansy Parkinson shrieked with laughter. Malfoy was about to do some nasty hexes and jinxes to Justin when Harry ran up and placed himself between the two.
"What are you doing Malfoy?" spat Harry.
"He's standing in my way and you know it. Once the filthy mud-blood is gone then there's nothing to keep you from me," Malfoy replied.
Harry looked menacingly at the part Veela and asked, "Do you really think I'd have anything to do with you if you hurt the man I love?"
"Love?" asked Justin through a broken nose.
Malfoy looked hurt, "You don't love him Harry, he isn't good enough for you. He'd never make you happy or complete the way I could."
"What makes you think that I could be happy with the son of a Death Eater?" asked Harry. "Your father has tried to kill me at least twice and you never bothered to care about it before. What would have happened if he had succeeded then? What would you have done?"
For the first time in his life Malfoy hesitated before answering, "I don't know."
"You would have gone on and picked someone else to bother with this Veela business of yours, that's what you would have done," Harry said.
However, before anything else could be said about anything Professor Sprout arrived with Hannah Abbott and Susan Bones followed closely by Professor Dumbledore.
"What is going on here?" asked Professor Sprout as she looked at her three Hufflepuffs who were being manhandled by the Slytherins.
"Nothing Professor," cooed Malfoy trying to use his Veela charm on her.
"Fifty points from Slytherin Mr. Malfoy," Professor Sprout said angrily. "Professor Snape provided all the teachers with a potion to combat your Veela attraction. Also detention for you and those two thugs of yours," she said pointing to Crabbe and Goyle, "to be served with me every night this week." Then she turned a kind eye to Harry and said, "Twenty points to Gryffindor for defending members of a rival house."
"Defending his bitch you mean," Malfoy said causing several of the Slytherins to laugh.
"That'll be an additional ten points from Slytherin for that Mr. Malfoy," Professor Sprout said again.
"Oh Ernie," Hannah said as she ran to her boyfriend to help him up and Susan went to Zacharias to help him also.
"Come on Justin, lets get you up to Madame Pomfrey," Harry said to his boyfriend.
"Harry, if I might have a word with you," Dumbledore asked.
"Yes sir, right after I take Justin up the infirmary," replied Harry.
"Pomona," Dumbledore asked, "Would you mind helping Mr. Finch-Fletchley up to see Poppy so I can have a chat with Harry here."
"Of course, Albus," Professor Sprout said as she took hold of Justin's arm as he limped in the corridor and giving Harry a wink she added, "Don't worry Mr. Potter, he'll be fine with me."
Putting a hand on Harry's shoulder, Dumbledore twinkled and said, "Why don't we go to my office, where we can be more comfortable."
- - - - -
In the Headmaster's office, Dumbledore takes his usual seat behind his desk and offers Harry a "Lemon drop?" Which Harry declines and takes a seat to listen to what he has to say.
"Harry," Dumbledore began, "I had a very interesting conversation with Severus last night about Mr. Malfoy. As you discovered yesterday, when he turned thirteen and went through puberty, his Veela instincts and abilities became active and he instinctively began to search out his mate. It seems he immediately chose you."
Harry nodded in understanding, not liking it one little bit.
Dumbledore continued, "Mr. Malfoy did not want to mate with you, as the two of you were rivals at the time and chose to suppress his instincts to get closer to you, as it were. As a result he did earn that reputation that you and Mr. Weasley mentioned yesterday, however, it seems that none of those students were what he was looking for and always returned to wanting you Harry."
Comprehension was slowing dawning on him and he did not like where it was going, "What's this have to do with me sir?"
"Well Harry," the Headmaster said with his eyes twinkling once more, "As you've just witnessed down in the dungeons today, Mr. Malfoy is not going to be taking 'No' for an answer and since you have already shown that you have an affinity to the male gender…"
"NO!" said Harry cutting him off in mid-sentence.
"Now Harry you must be open to these things."
"I do not want to date Malfoy, I do not want to mate with Malfoy, I do not want to bond with him either," Harry declared. "I love Justin and I want to be with him. Wasn't it you who convinced me to ask him out that first time? Wasn't it you who told me that I deserve to be loved?"
Dumbledore smiled, "Yes, Harry that was me who said all those things. It's nice to know that you were listening. Now I think you should listen to me when I say that you should be more open to Mr. Malfoy."
"Why? What's in it for you?"
Dumbledore looked shocked and Harry knew something was going on that he wasn't aware of.
Harry leaned into the desk and asked, "So what happens if I allow Malfoy to pursue me?"
"He might turn against Voldemort and fight for our side."
Harry snorted, "His father was in the inner circle of the Death Eaters until I put him in Azkaban, which alone should make him not want to be with me. In fact I seem to remember an interesting duel we had in the beginning of our sixth year over it."
"That's true Harry, but he may still have valuable information for the Order."
"Justin will never forgive me and honestly I do not want to do it," Harry said.
"All that I ask is that you try. If Mr. Malfoy thinks that you are interested, then he'll probably leave Mr. Finch-Fletchley alone."
Harry sighed and said, "I'll think about it."
To Be Continued … Please Read and Review
I would like to thank Benjis VIP, Bluetattingman, Fangalla, Jolene, Little Padfoot Jr., Omeganight and SeparatriX for reviewing.