Harry Potter & Rejecting the Veela
By The Short Fat Fag
Author Notes: As I have been asked by some people, no, I do not like most of the Veela fictions out there right now. They almost all have Harry giving into Malfoy's Veela thing almost immediately upon finding out about the mate/bind thing. I always felt that Harry should have fought it more than he did and now he will. Trust me!
Chapter Four - The Rights of the Bonded
"Well Harry," Hermione said, as she met up with Harry and Ron in the common room before they went down to breakfast, "You're looking much better this morning."
"Ron made me laugh last night," Harry replied.
Impressed, Hermione asked, "How did he do that?"
"He showed me his penis."
"Hey!" Ron said, quite insulted while Hermione giggled madly.
"It's what you did Ron," Harry said smirking, "You can't deny it."
Laughing, Hermione said, "Well, that's one way to get the job done."
Harry laughed as well now and Ron looked somewhere between aggravated and hurt. "I don't think I want to eat with you two this morning," Ron said and took off down the hall alone.
Harry and Hermione ran after him. "We're just teasing you Ron," Harry said, not wanting his best mate to be offended with him. "That's what you get for trying to be a tease me with things that I can't have." Ron tried his best to look put out for being teased, but a grin was slowly taking hold on his face and soon the three were laughing about the whole thing as they went to breakfast.
A short time later as they were eating breakfast, the owls arrived with the morning mail. Once again Harry was expecting nothing to arrive for him, unless it was Hedwig to come down from the owlery for a visit and a bit of bacon. However, a regal eagle owl landed in front of him as Harry was eating and held out a package for him.
"Looks like you were right mate, it's getting thicker," Ron said spying the package.
Harry took the package as Hermione paid the knut to the delivery owl for her copy of the Daily Prophet and opened it. Inside were a large selection of chocolate frogs and an assortment of Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans, both of which were Harry's favorites.
"Well Harry?" asked Hermione as she peeked at his package, "Do you feel like a man or a woman right now?"
"Very funny Hermione," Harry said evenly. "At least it's not another bunch of flowers."
Hermione suppressed her giggles as Ron asked, "Is there a card mate? I want to know what the ferret has to say for himself this time around."
Harry found the card and handed it over. "My dearest Harry," Ron read aloud, "These sweets are but a token of my affection for you, now that you have decided to not fight the inevitable and be my mate. Let me shower you with whatever love I can for the rest of our lives. Eternally yours, Draco."
Harry sat there seething. "When did I say that?" he asked through gritted teeth.
Ron looked like he wanted to walk over to the Slytherin table and pound Malfoy into the ground.
"You didn't actually," Hermione replied. "You never once gave him the impression that you were going to bond with him. In fact," she continued, "you were quite adamant about him thinking over his tactics with you and how you didn't want him sending flowers anymore."
"Well," Ron said, "At least we know he listened to something you said, he didn't send flowers again."
- - - - -
After breakfast Hermione had rushed up to the library as Harry and Ron went to Care of Magical Creatures class, where Hagrid taught the seventh years about Chimera. Luckily for them he was unable to actually secure one for them and so they had to study from pictures in their text books.
When class was over with for the day, Hagrid held Harry and Ron and back and asked, "Somethin' botherin' ya there Harry?"
"Malfoy," Harry replied.
"Wha's he done now?" asked the half giant.
Harry wasn't sure how to answer that question and began pacing in front of one of the paddocks near Hagrid's cabin.
"He's part Veela and wants to mate with Harry," Ron explained. "Harry's already told him to bugger off twice now but he keeps coming back and he's getting worse each time."
"Yeah," Harry said, interjecting his distaste for the situation.
Hagrid just chuckled. "Veela are a bit of a pesky thin' aren't they? Don' he know he got a feller of your own?"
"He tried to kill Justin yesterday," spat Harry, as he began to pace faster back and forth between the paddock and the cabin.
"Tha' sounds like Malfoy alrigh'," growled Hagrid.
Harry stopped his pacing and defeated he said, "I wish Sirius or Remus were still alive, they'd know what to do about this."
"Aye, that they would," Hagrid agreed, "but ya know Harry, if you could get another Veela or part-Veela to come near him, he'd go for them and not you."
"What do you mean?" Ron asked as Harry looked on hopefully.
"Well," Hagrid said, thinking it should be obvious, "Veela always prefer to mate with each other whenever possible. Veela are powerfully magical creatures and that's what they look for in a mate, raw magical power. That's probably why he wants ya so much Harry, on the count of you bein' so powerful a wizard."
Harry and Ron just looked at each other and then turned back to Hagrid and Harry asked, "Are there any other part Veela in school?"
"I dunno Harry; you'd have to ask Dumbledore."
"Thanks Hagrid," Harry said, and then the two teenagers went back up to the castle.
- - - - -
Sitting down in the Great Hall to have lunch, Harry and Ron started to pile food into their plates as they waited for Hermione to show up, Harry felt someone sit down to his left. Turning to see who he thought was Hermione, he said, "Where have you been all morning? Not in the library again I hope."
However, it was not Hermione looking back at him; it was Draco Malfoy who looking at Harry like he was the most delicious thing Draco had ever saw in his life. "Actually, I was in the library Harry. I was looking up love sonnets to read to you."
Harry looked very disgusted to see his rival at that moment. "You know Malfoy, did you listen to anything I said last night at dinner or were you just pretending to?"
"What do you mean?" asked the teenaged part Veela.
"What do I mean?" asked Harry through clenched teeth, "This morning I get a package of sweets with a card informing me that I have given up total control of my life to you when I did nothing of the like and you know it."
"Eventually you'll give in to me and be mine Harry, it's only a matter of time," drawled Malfoy in an unconcerned voice.
"No I will not and I have told you so repeatedly."
"Told him what repeatedly?" asked Hermione, who was covered in cobwebs and dust, as she sat down at the table joining her two best friends for lunch.
"That Harry isn't Malfoy's bitch," Ron said going back to watching the two rivals match wits.
"Harry," Malfoy said seductively, turning on the Veela charm, "Even you must understand that a Malfoy will always get what they want and I want you. I will have you and we will be blissfully happy together for the rest of our lives."
"What if I get killed by Voldemort?" Harry asked evenly, completely unaffected by the Veela charm. "You know I will have to duel with him eventually."
Malfoy flinched at the wizard's name, but cooed to Harry, "Not if you leave the losing side and join him."
Harry was about to explode when Hermione interrupted them. "You know Malfoy; I've been in the library researching the legal rights of the partners of a Veela. It seems that they have many rights under wizarding law, did you know that?" Before Malfoy could reply, Hermione continued, "It seems that whomever a Veela or part Veela bond with, that they have the same legal and ethical rights as a spouse, since Veela consider bonding to be their form of marriage. This means that Harry would have legal claim to half of your gold, properties and assets, should he choose to bond with you, where you would have no legal claim to anything that was his or his families."
"Yes, I would have rights to the Potter gold, should I choose to take it," spat Malfoy.
"Oh no you wouldn't!" said Hermione defiantly. "Thanks to your dear friend Umbridge, who passed a law a few years ago stating that part humans have no legal rights to a wizard's or witch's gold or property should they become attached legally, matrimonially or otherwise."
Malfoy was looking angrier by the moment. It seems he hadn't thought of that and was apparently planning on taking control of Harry's considerable assets after the bonding took place.
Harry had calmed down considerably as he listened and he and Ron were watching in awe as she took the wind out of Malfoy's sails.
"On the other hand, should you force Harry to bond with you against his will, he would have even more legal and civil rights than that," Hermione continued with her impromptu lecture, which was making Malfoy's face redder and redder. "He would have the right to seize all your properties and assets as well as fifty percent of all your earnings for the remainder of your life, that is should he not choose to have you put to death in order to sever the bond due to your actions."
"You're lying mud-blood," spat Malfoy, "Besides even if it were true, no one's ever used that law to their advantage. Harry would never do that to me, he's my chosen and a chosen will not betray their mate."
Hermione smiled, "True enough, it is a rarely used law, in fact it hasn't been used for over four hundred and sixty years when Sebastian Potter used it against a part Veela who stunned him had forced him into bonding against his will. It seems that Potter men don't seem to care for Veela much do they?"
Malfoy had enough of this; he stood up and left the Gryffindors laughing in his wake and out of the Great Hall, presumably to the library to research this information Hermione just gave him.
"That was brilliant Hermione," Ron said.
Harry was laughing with delight, "Was any of that true?" he asked.
"Every word, that's why I'm covered in cobwebs and dust, I was in the records vault looking up obscure legal texts all morning."
"So I wonder what the ferret will do now?" asked Ron as he went back to eating his lunch.
- - - - -
Later that night, after everyone had their dinner, Harry met up with Justin to have a study date in the library. Harry really needed to finish up his essay for Professor McGonagall, but at the same time wanted nothing better than to take Justin back up to Gryffindor Tower and ravish him all night long.
"Harry?" asked Justin, pulling Harry from his thoughts.
"Hey Justin," he replied, "Ready to do some studying?"
The two boys quickly grabbed a table in a secluded part of the library and set to finding the books they need to complete their assignment. Harry found the volume he needed about animagi and Justin was looking for something for his History of Magic essay.
When Harry returned to the table, he found Draco Malfoy sitting there.
Harry sighed and said, "Malfoy what are you doing here?"
"Why Harry, with a face like that, I might think you weren't happy to see me," Malfoy drawled in his bored voice.
"I'm not," said Harry in a tone that left no room for error about his meaning. "What are you doing here?"
Seeing that his former tactics weren't going to work, Malfoy apparently tries something different. "I missed you and I wanted to be near you. I feel calmer when I can see you."
"Calmer?" asked a dubious Harry. "In what sense are you calmer?"
Malfoy looked uncomfortable for a moment and mumbled something.
Harry smirked, whenever Malfoy mumbled it was usually something big, "I'm sorry, I didn't catch that."
Malfoy looked like he'd rather kiss a house elf but repeated himself, "Whenever I can't see you I panic and think maybe your dead or worse, shagging that damned mud-blood."
"Harry," Justin said as he returned to the table with his books, "What are you standing there for?" Then Justin saw why, "Oh, you."
"How observant of you mud-blood," spat Malfoy.
"Don't call him that!" roared Harry, getting a disdainful look from Madam Pince that drew Harry's attention for a moment.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Malfoy turned his Veela charm on again, this time affecting Justin, who began to stare at Malfoy in an obsessive way. When Harry turned back from being glared at by the prim librarian, he finds his boyfriend professing his love for Malfoy and trying to impress him.
"Justin, snap out of it," Harry said, taking a hold of his boyfriend and giving him a good shake.
"Wha…?" asked Justin and then saw Malfoy smirking at him. Harry wasn't sure if it was from anger or being embarrassed, but Justin picked up his things and stormed out of the library.
Harry then took his seat at the table and began to read the book he had selected and pointedly ignored the Slytherin. Malfoy was watching him intently for a short time and eventually tried to start a conversation with Harry, who ignored him completely.
However, unknown to both boys, but the aged Headmaster was also in the library that evening and was watching the pair very closely and was rather amused by what he saw.
To Be Continued … Please Read and Review
By The Short Fat Fag
Author Notes: As I have been asked by some people, no, I do not like most of the Veela fictions out there right now. They almost all have Harry giving into Malfoy's Veela thing almost immediately upon finding out about the mate/bind thing. I always felt that Harry should have fought it more than he did and now he will. Trust me!
Chapter Four - The Rights of the Bonded
"Well Harry," Hermione said, as she met up with Harry and Ron in the common room before they went down to breakfast, "You're looking much better this morning."
"Ron made me laugh last night," Harry replied.
Impressed, Hermione asked, "How did he do that?"
"He showed me his penis."
"Hey!" Ron said, quite insulted while Hermione giggled madly.
"It's what you did Ron," Harry said smirking, "You can't deny it."
Laughing, Hermione said, "Well, that's one way to get the job done."
Harry laughed as well now and Ron looked somewhere between aggravated and hurt. "I don't think I want to eat with you two this morning," Ron said and took off down the hall alone.
Harry and Hermione ran after him. "We're just teasing you Ron," Harry said, not wanting his best mate to be offended with him. "That's what you get for trying to be a tease me with things that I can't have." Ron tried his best to look put out for being teased, but a grin was slowly taking hold on his face and soon the three were laughing about the whole thing as they went to breakfast.
A short time later as they were eating breakfast, the owls arrived with the morning mail. Once again Harry was expecting nothing to arrive for him, unless it was Hedwig to come down from the owlery for a visit and a bit of bacon. However, a regal eagle owl landed in front of him as Harry was eating and held out a package for him.
"Looks like you were right mate, it's getting thicker," Ron said spying the package.
Harry took the package as Hermione paid the knut to the delivery owl for her copy of the Daily Prophet and opened it. Inside were a large selection of chocolate frogs and an assortment of Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans, both of which were Harry's favorites.
"Well Harry?" asked Hermione as she peeked at his package, "Do you feel like a man or a woman right now?"
"Very funny Hermione," Harry said evenly. "At least it's not another bunch of flowers."
Hermione suppressed her giggles as Ron asked, "Is there a card mate? I want to know what the ferret has to say for himself this time around."
Harry found the card and handed it over. "My dearest Harry," Ron read aloud, "These sweets are but a token of my affection for you, now that you have decided to not fight the inevitable and be my mate. Let me shower you with whatever love I can for the rest of our lives. Eternally yours, Draco."
Harry sat there seething. "When did I say that?" he asked through gritted teeth.
Ron looked like he wanted to walk over to the Slytherin table and pound Malfoy into the ground.
"You didn't actually," Hermione replied. "You never once gave him the impression that you were going to bond with him. In fact," she continued, "you were quite adamant about him thinking over his tactics with you and how you didn't want him sending flowers anymore."
"Well," Ron said, "At least we know he listened to something you said, he didn't send flowers again."
- - - - -
After breakfast Hermione had rushed up to the library as Harry and Ron went to Care of Magical Creatures class, where Hagrid taught the seventh years about Chimera. Luckily for them he was unable to actually secure one for them and so they had to study from pictures in their text books.
When class was over with for the day, Hagrid held Harry and Ron and back and asked, "Somethin' botherin' ya there Harry?"
"Malfoy," Harry replied.
"Wha's he done now?" asked the half giant.
Harry wasn't sure how to answer that question and began pacing in front of one of the paddocks near Hagrid's cabin.
"He's part Veela and wants to mate with Harry," Ron explained. "Harry's already told him to bugger off twice now but he keeps coming back and he's getting worse each time."
"Yeah," Harry said, interjecting his distaste for the situation.
Hagrid just chuckled. "Veela are a bit of a pesky thin' aren't they? Don' he know he got a feller of your own?"
"He tried to kill Justin yesterday," spat Harry, as he began to pace faster back and forth between the paddock and the cabin.
"Tha' sounds like Malfoy alrigh'," growled Hagrid.
Harry stopped his pacing and defeated he said, "I wish Sirius or Remus were still alive, they'd know what to do about this."
"Aye, that they would," Hagrid agreed, "but ya know Harry, if you could get another Veela or part-Veela to come near him, he'd go for them and not you."
"What do you mean?" Ron asked as Harry looked on hopefully.
"Well," Hagrid said, thinking it should be obvious, "Veela always prefer to mate with each other whenever possible. Veela are powerfully magical creatures and that's what they look for in a mate, raw magical power. That's probably why he wants ya so much Harry, on the count of you bein' so powerful a wizard."
Harry and Ron just looked at each other and then turned back to Hagrid and Harry asked, "Are there any other part Veela in school?"
"I dunno Harry; you'd have to ask Dumbledore."
"Thanks Hagrid," Harry said, and then the two teenagers went back up to the castle.
- - - - -
Sitting down in the Great Hall to have lunch, Harry and Ron started to pile food into their plates as they waited for Hermione to show up, Harry felt someone sit down to his left. Turning to see who he thought was Hermione, he said, "Where have you been all morning? Not in the library again I hope."
However, it was not Hermione looking back at him; it was Draco Malfoy who looking at Harry like he was the most delicious thing Draco had ever saw in his life. "Actually, I was in the library Harry. I was looking up love sonnets to read to you."
Harry looked very disgusted to see his rival at that moment. "You know Malfoy, did you listen to anything I said last night at dinner or were you just pretending to?"
"What do you mean?" asked the teenaged part Veela.
"What do I mean?" asked Harry through clenched teeth, "This morning I get a package of sweets with a card informing me that I have given up total control of my life to you when I did nothing of the like and you know it."
"Eventually you'll give in to me and be mine Harry, it's only a matter of time," drawled Malfoy in an unconcerned voice.
"No I will not and I have told you so repeatedly."
"Told him what repeatedly?" asked Hermione, who was covered in cobwebs and dust, as she sat down at the table joining her two best friends for lunch.
"That Harry isn't Malfoy's bitch," Ron said going back to watching the two rivals match wits.
"Harry," Malfoy said seductively, turning on the Veela charm, "Even you must understand that a Malfoy will always get what they want and I want you. I will have you and we will be blissfully happy together for the rest of our lives."
"What if I get killed by Voldemort?" Harry asked evenly, completely unaffected by the Veela charm. "You know I will have to duel with him eventually."
Malfoy flinched at the wizard's name, but cooed to Harry, "Not if you leave the losing side and join him."
Harry was about to explode when Hermione interrupted them. "You know Malfoy; I've been in the library researching the legal rights of the partners of a Veela. It seems that they have many rights under wizarding law, did you know that?" Before Malfoy could reply, Hermione continued, "It seems that whomever a Veela or part Veela bond with, that they have the same legal and ethical rights as a spouse, since Veela consider bonding to be their form of marriage. This means that Harry would have legal claim to half of your gold, properties and assets, should he choose to bond with you, where you would have no legal claim to anything that was his or his families."
"Yes, I would have rights to the Potter gold, should I choose to take it," spat Malfoy.
"Oh no you wouldn't!" said Hermione defiantly. "Thanks to your dear friend Umbridge, who passed a law a few years ago stating that part humans have no legal rights to a wizard's or witch's gold or property should they become attached legally, matrimonially or otherwise."
Malfoy was looking angrier by the moment. It seems he hadn't thought of that and was apparently planning on taking control of Harry's considerable assets after the bonding took place.
Harry had calmed down considerably as he listened and he and Ron were watching in awe as she took the wind out of Malfoy's sails.
"On the other hand, should you force Harry to bond with you against his will, he would have even more legal and civil rights than that," Hermione continued with her impromptu lecture, which was making Malfoy's face redder and redder. "He would have the right to seize all your properties and assets as well as fifty percent of all your earnings for the remainder of your life, that is should he not choose to have you put to death in order to sever the bond due to your actions."
"You're lying mud-blood," spat Malfoy, "Besides even if it were true, no one's ever used that law to their advantage. Harry would never do that to me, he's my chosen and a chosen will not betray their mate."
Hermione smiled, "True enough, it is a rarely used law, in fact it hasn't been used for over four hundred and sixty years when Sebastian Potter used it against a part Veela who stunned him had forced him into bonding against his will. It seems that Potter men don't seem to care for Veela much do they?"
Malfoy had enough of this; he stood up and left the Gryffindors laughing in his wake and out of the Great Hall, presumably to the library to research this information Hermione just gave him.
"That was brilliant Hermione," Ron said.
Harry was laughing with delight, "Was any of that true?" he asked.
"Every word, that's why I'm covered in cobwebs and dust, I was in the records vault looking up obscure legal texts all morning."
"So I wonder what the ferret will do now?" asked Ron as he went back to eating his lunch.
- - - - -
Later that night, after everyone had their dinner, Harry met up with Justin to have a study date in the library. Harry really needed to finish up his essay for Professor McGonagall, but at the same time wanted nothing better than to take Justin back up to Gryffindor Tower and ravish him all night long.
"Harry?" asked Justin, pulling Harry from his thoughts.
"Hey Justin," he replied, "Ready to do some studying?"
The two boys quickly grabbed a table in a secluded part of the library and set to finding the books they need to complete their assignment. Harry found the volume he needed about animagi and Justin was looking for something for his History of Magic essay.
When Harry returned to the table, he found Draco Malfoy sitting there.
Harry sighed and said, "Malfoy what are you doing here?"
"Why Harry, with a face like that, I might think you weren't happy to see me," Malfoy drawled in his bored voice.
"I'm not," said Harry in a tone that left no room for error about his meaning. "What are you doing here?"
Seeing that his former tactics weren't going to work, Malfoy apparently tries something different. "I missed you and I wanted to be near you. I feel calmer when I can see you."
"Calmer?" asked a dubious Harry. "In what sense are you calmer?"
Malfoy looked uncomfortable for a moment and mumbled something.
Harry smirked, whenever Malfoy mumbled it was usually something big, "I'm sorry, I didn't catch that."
Malfoy looked like he'd rather kiss a house elf but repeated himself, "Whenever I can't see you I panic and think maybe your dead or worse, shagging that damned mud-blood."
"Harry," Justin said as he returned to the table with his books, "What are you standing there for?" Then Justin saw why, "Oh, you."
"How observant of you mud-blood," spat Malfoy.
"Don't call him that!" roared Harry, getting a disdainful look from Madam Pince that drew Harry's attention for a moment.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Malfoy turned his Veela charm on again, this time affecting Justin, who began to stare at Malfoy in an obsessive way. When Harry turned back from being glared at by the prim librarian, he finds his boyfriend professing his love for Malfoy and trying to impress him.
"Justin, snap out of it," Harry said, taking a hold of his boyfriend and giving him a good shake.
"Wha…?" asked Justin and then saw Malfoy smirking at him. Harry wasn't sure if it was from anger or being embarrassed, but Justin picked up his things and stormed out of the library.
Harry then took his seat at the table and began to read the book he had selected and pointedly ignored the Slytherin. Malfoy was watching him intently for a short time and eventually tried to start a conversation with Harry, who ignored him completely.
However, unknown to both boys, but the aged Headmaster was also in the library that evening and was watching the pair very closely and was rather amused by what he saw.
To Be Continued … Please Read and Review