A/N: Hello again my dear readers(all five of you). Little thanks for you all...

ShatteredxDream: Disturbing? Oh you just wait and see what the rest will be!

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13x: I hope you will survive long enough to read the rest;)

A/N 2: Because of the release of HBP I thought I would mention that there is no spoilers in this fic and there will never be. There will be things about OotP though...BUT keep reanding...part four needs to betaed and then--

Part 3. I'm meant to love you.

Lucius sulked. His lower lip shivered. He had a black eye and his hair was ruffled. He was ugly. And his Lord wouldn't even let him go and fresh himself. No, as a punishment for his earlier madness he had been ordered to sit quietly and drink his mango tea.

'So, my Lord, let me get this right,' Avery stated. 'When you woke up this morning the hair was just there?'

'Yes, and isn't it beautiful?' Voldemort beamed.

'And you don't know about any Veela blood in your family?' the same man listed.

'No, of course not. I'm not some half-breed creature. How dare you even suggest something like that, you bitch. Crucio!' Voldy roared.

'O-o-okey, so no Veela blood. Well, I think we should just let the hair be. Maybe the mystery will be solved someday, for now I suggest we proceed to talk about more important matters, like these black lace thongs Malfoy's son delivered to us,' he said.

'Why on earth are you holding some dirty underwear Avery?' Voldemort asked as he sipped his tea.

'If I may say a word, I could probably explain the situation,' Lucius sniffed from the back of the room.

Voldemort turned his head slowly towards the other man. 'Make it fast then,' he sneered and combed his hair with his fingers.

Lucius was breathing through his nose so hard it could probably be heard down to the kitchen where Severus was raiding a cookie jar. That arrogant shit head. 'Well, my son stealed them from Harry Potter,' he said proudly standing up from his chair and taking a couple of hesitant steps back to his Lord's good grace.

'Again, may I ask why those are on my new dining table?' Voldy huffled pointing at the table where his enemy's thongs now lay.

'I believe them to possess some magical powers we can only dream of,' Lucius said in a conspiracy-voice.

'Oh really,' Voldy smiled enthusiastically.

'Yes, I believe we could finally destroy that disturbingly gay boy by evoking this Demon called Pussycat. We, of course, need Snape's help to make the needed potion,' he explained.

'Well, it might work,' the Dark Lord pondered aloud.

'Of course it will work, it was my idea,' Lucius said and was now almost in his Lord's lap.

'Hhhmm, let me have a look at them and then we shall see if your idea has any potential, Lucius,' Voldy said as he reached towards the garment while petting Lucius' head in an approving manner.

It was good to be back in his Lord's acceptance, Lucius thought as he curled into his Lord's warm embrace.

Lord Voldemort snatched the soft thongs with his spider fingers and brought them closer to his face. MISTAKE! His 13th sense was screaming but he had totally forgotten his earlier feelings about something Evil. So, when the thongs were right under his nose he smelled it. The sweet smell. The green apple. The salty sea and thelemon. He had never felt like this before. Not ever. He felt like wanking in front of everyone. He felt like heaven had come to earth or hell had just frozen.

'MATE!' he screamed and dumped Lucius onto the hard floor.

'What has gotten into him?' Bella asked as they all backed away from the mad glint that was evident in Tommy boy's eyes.

'I think we shouldn't have abandoned the Veela issue so hastening,' Wormtail piped up behind the chair where he was hiding.

'MATE, MATE, MATE, MATE, MATE, MATE,' Voldy sing-songet dancing the famous macarena dance.

'What on earth is going on in here? I leave you for a couple of hours so I can teach those idiots, and what do I find when I come back to have my lunch? A circus!' Severus Snape shouted from the door brushing some innocent cookie crumbs off his robes.

'Shut your mouth, Snape! We just found out that our Lord is a Veela and Harry Potter is his mate,' Lucius almost cried. He felt so deceived. First Severus with his cheap man-hos and now Potter was going to take his man! Life was so hard on our favorite Malfoy.

'Dear Merlin. And I thought Dumbledore had lost it. Well, sorry to leave you to deal with him but I just lost my appetite,' Severus said and turned to leave.

'No, wait! You can't leave us with... with that,' Bella said and pointed at her Lord who had by now started to wrap flowers trying to make them look like a crown.

Severus stared the man and then turned his eyes to the rest of the Death Eaters.

'You have two months to make Potter accept the situation and bond with our Mastermind. If you don't make it by then, he (Severus pointed at his Lord) will die. The Veela spirit inside of him will go mad and poison "the human" carrying it,' Severus said in his lecture voice, the sexy one.

'Well, it can't be that hard. We will just have to bribe, force, cheat or poison him to do it,' Sergay said happily.

'I'm working with idiots!' Severus muttered. 'No, none of those will work. One, Potter has enough money to buy France. Two, he's the Boy-Who-Turned-To-Be-Disturbingly-Gay and will probably kill you before you can even say "Dumble sucks". Three, you are too stupid to even try to cheat. And four, Dumbledore is watching me too closely, there is no way I can poison him. At the moment your best chance is to start to woo the boy to save our Master from madness.'

'But, but what can we do?' Avery asked face white as a chalk.

'You need to make him the Wizarding World's most desirable bachelor,' Severus said, turned and left to tell Albus the hilarious news.