All about Us

Named after t.A.T.u's beautiful song All about us

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Chapter 2: You See Everything

Named For Alanis Morisette - Everything

Harry Potter rolled over in bed, his arm resting lightly on the boy beside him he smiled and kissed the red-heads cheek. He then reluctantly separated himself from him and went about his morning "ritual". Every so often he would steal a glance at the sleeping boy. He and Ron had been something like dating for a while, if dating is what you call sleeping in the same bed with someone every night, waking up with them in the morning, then not seeing them again until the next night when they crawled in beside you smelling like numerous other men and women. Harry sighed and walked out of the dorm room, down the stairs and into the common room where Hermione was sitting on the couch studying.

"Hey 'Mione" he said, leaning down and giving her a kiss on the cheek. She smiled up at him but didn't say anything; she hadn't been feeling to great and wanted to show the other children what it looked like to have a muggle Illness. "I'll see you at breakfast" he said, waving to her and heading out of the portrait and into the hallways.

"Potter" Harry turned around to confront the familiar drawl of the Slytherin prince Draco Malfoy. But found himself momentarily unable to say anything, for he had never seen Malfoy so rugged looking as he was usually primped to perfection. He shook his head and managed to regain his composure.

"What do you want Malfoy?" he asked, narrowing his eyes into small slits hoping he looked even remotely intimidating. The other boy opened his mouth like he was going to say something but instead he turned tail and walked away.

'That was weird' Harry thought, and then he continued on his way. He was walking threw the courtyard when Dumbledore voice rang out behind him

"Ah Harry, I've been looking for you." He said running his fingers threw his beard. "I was wondering if we might take a walk" he said, that familiar twinkle appearing in his eyes as he spoke. Harry nodded and fell into step beside the old man. Dumbledore seemed to always be smiling, even when his lips held a frown his eyes would sparkle and seem to laugh. "Harry, I have something very important I need to speak with you about." He sighed his usual sigh "It would seem that I have come across some information that unfortunately has its good side and it's bad. And once again, as most information of its kind, you are involved."

"You see, a wonderful thing has happened. It has recently come to our attention that one of our students is in fact more than what they seem. You see a long time ago, back when the first wizards and witches were called medicine men another type of being roamed the earth. Ones that people now days would pass off as the mythological creatures called Sirens, but were in fact called Veelas. Veelas were the most beautiful creatures on the face of the planet, everything about them made them irresistible to the humans. To most of the Veelas though humans were at the least distasteful, but there were some marriages here and there which ultimately lead to a cross breed between humans and Veelas. Over time the Veela gene seemed to disappear from the hybrids and converted into a new kind of Veela. Do you know what I speak of Harry?" Dumbledore had stopped walking and turned to look at the boy.

"Yes sir, I do but what does this have to do with me" he asked scratching his arms nervously. Suddenly he felt a hand on his shoulder and he turned gasping at what he saw "Malfoy! What are you doing here?" his comment seemed to fall upon deaf ears for the blonde smiled awkwardly from the side of his mouth. "What are you doing?" Harry asked, his eyes shifting Malfoy's to his shoulder. Draco continued to smile and reached up to brush a strand of Harry's hair from his face. Harry gasped; a soft shock ran threw his scar and spread throughout his body becoming an extraordinarily warm sensation. In his mind things became jumbled and complicated, from a single touch spouted something deeper. His eyes fluttered and his heart quickened. In that moment he felt as though he could do anything, he could see everything.

Just as quickly as it had come it vanished, the feeling fleeted with the hand that brought it. A small whimper erupted from Harry's mouth; he wasn't ready to loose that feeling. He looked pleadingly into the bringers eyes, reaching out for the hand that was being offered to him he pulled it up to his face and held it so it cradled his cheek. The feeling came back, warming him completely. "What is this?" he whispered to Draco, "Why do I feel this way? Like you can see everything, every part? Why do I feel so comfortably naked in front of you Draco? What is this?" he whispered once more. Draco let out a shuttering breath

"Because Harry" he said, "I'm a Veela, and You… Well you are my mate."

Harry stood silent for a second, trying to figure out what to do. His mind was telling him to run, but his heart was telling him to stay. He knew that if he chose to run Draco would surely die, without his mate's acceptance he was nothing… He had nothing. Could he see Draco's light? Better yet could he love his dark? He looked up into the boy's eyes and he knew, Veela or no Veela he knew he had to try. For both of their sakes, he had to try.

"I like you Draco, I'm scared to, but I do. I'm willing to give this a try, but we have to take it slow. I was going to say that we should start out friends, but we both know that won't work. So I guess we can start dating, I will warn you though I won't do anything I don't feel comfortable with. I want you to know that if I say I want something, I want it. Don't take me for granted Draco; I couldn't handle it if you did."

Draco nodded, shifting from one foot to the other. "I promise I won't push you into anything you don't want to do. I promise I will be there for you always, and I will protect you from that you fear. I must tell you though, I not only like you Harry I love you, I can't help that it's who I am. Also, I would never be able to take you for granted you're my life now Harry, you're my everything. That said, I only have one favor to ask of you and then I will ask no more. Harry, would you allow me to kiss you?"

Harry cocked his head to the side and took a deep breath. Secretly he had been thinking the same thing, but he would never say it. He gave a small nod, stepping forward into Draco's arms and watching as the blond leaned forward. He stiffened when Draco's lips met his, but only momentarily because the feeling was back and stronger than ever. Harry wrapped his arms around Draco's neck and slipped his fingers into the slick blonde hair pulling the boy closer, hoping for more contact.

When they separated Harry noticed that the feeling didn't dissipate like it had the last few times. He sighed a sigh of relief and softly kissed Draco once more, running his hand over the boy's soft cheek. 'It might get hard' Harry thought 'but for some reason I feel it might almost be worth it.'