Simply Irresistible

Chapter Four

Harry gasped at what he saw in the mirror. He was now short and stocky, had four warts over his left eye, and lots of facial hair. "Damian! What the hell!"

"Oh..er... Sorry Harry! Wrong mirror." Damian said, smirking. "Here ya go!" He said leading him in front of another mirror. Harry glared at Damian before looking into the next mirror.

"Woah!" He said, exasperated. Instead of the thin, scrawny raven haired teenager that was supposed to be there, there was a tall, built boy, with graceful curves, tanned skin, and piercing yellow eyes. His face was now more masculine, but at the same time, incredibly beautiful and feminine. His skin was a creamy bronze, the only thing making it not perfect was the lightening bolt scar on his forehead, and even that screamed perfection. He had paper white hair, with green, crimson red, dark purple, black, and midnight blue streaks in it. He also had two streaks, much like Damian's, on either side of his face, though his were a deep crimson red. He looked down and saw that he had a long, white tail swishing back and forth behind him. His ears were exactly like Damian's. Granted, they had less piercings. Even his robes had changed. Instead of the uniform black, his robes were now paper white. (Sorry to interrupt, but white will now be like Harry's color. That's my explanation for him being a white wolf Instead of a black one.) Everything about him seemed to radiate light and warmth, but at the same time seemed to radiate darkness. He had a glow around him that was like a warmth that could be seen. All-in-all, the picture was rather breathtaking.

"I told you you were beautiful!" Damian said, kissing Harry on the cheek.

"Professor Dumbledore." Harry said when he returned to the room.

"Yes, Harry?" Dumbledore replied calmly, though Damian could tell that he was happy Harry was asking him questions again.

"How did my father hide it?" Harry asked and Damian's smile vanished.

"Harry, you can't! You can't hide beauty like this! You're gorgeous!" Damian said, pleading.

"People have enough reason to make fun of me. I don't want to give them another."

"Harry, I'm afraid you can't hide it. You're father was only a quarter Sprite. You, on the other hand, are full Sprite. There is nothing you can do to hide this. I don't believe your piers will make fun of you. On the contrary, I think they will find themselves rather taken with this new Harry." Dumbledore said, his eyes twinkling. "Sprites are much like Veela, Harry. People are naturally attracted to them."

"Really?"

"Yes! Of course! But you're mine!" Damian said, looking rather childish as he wrapped an arm protectively around Harry's waist and pulled him closer. "No one can go near you! grrr! Nah, just jokin' Harry." Damian said, letting go of Harry and winking.

"Are all Sprites this hyper?" Harry asked and Damian's smile widened.

"Only when we get with our own kind! You'll soon be discovering a whole new side of yourself. Because you're gonna be spending a lot more time with me! I have to teach you how to use your powers, ya know!" Damian said and Harry smirked.

"Freak.." He muttered and Damian smacked him upside the head.

"ooooww!"

"You deserved it!" Damian said, sticking out his tongue.

"Alright that's it you! Come'ere!" Harry said, jumping on Damian's back and biting onto his ear.

"Heeeey!" Damian said, trying to pull Harry off.

"Ahem." Dumbledore called them back to reality, sounding scarily like Dolores Umbridge.

Harry and Damian stopped mid struggle and turned to face Dumbledore. It was a rather amusing sight. Harry had his legs wrapped around Damian's waist and was nibbling on the tip of his ear. Damian, had Harry's tail in his mouth and his hand tangled up in Harry's multi-colored hair.

"Oh, er... Sorry Professor." Harry said, blushing and getting off Damian's back. "Ouch! Stop chewing on it! That hurts!" Harry snapped, though there was a playful glint in his eyes, and yanked his tail out of Damian's mouth.

"Now you know how my ear felt!" Damian said, sticking out his tongue again.

"I-" Harry began but Dumbledore cut him off before they could start attacking each other again.

"Yes, well. I'm afraid I don't fully understand the bond between two Sprites but if you two can't control yourselves, Harry is never going to learn anything." Dumbledore said, though his eyes twinkled.

"Yes, yes. Quite right. Sorry Dumbledore." Damian said, and he immediately looked 4 years older. and a lot sexier. Harry thought before he could stop himself. He blushed and looked down, hoping they would take it as embarrassment for behaving as he had. Then something hit him like a ton of bricks.

"Um... Professor? Why did I just suddenly... change?" Harry asked, looking up at Dumbledore.

"Well, Harry, you were supposed to change on your sixteenth birthday. But, obviously, you didn't. So I brought Mr. Daae in to help you with your transformation." Dumbledore replied, getting happier every second. it seemed that he didn't like Damian answering all of the questions Harry would normally have reserved for himself.

"So that's why he kissed me!" Harry said, and Dumbledore's smile vanished. Harry could feel Damian shrinking away from Dumbledore's glare.

"B-but Dumbledooooore! I couldn't resist! He was just so... pretty! You know us Sprites can't resist pretty things! Besides, it changed him, didn't it? Mission accomplished then! Right?" Damian said nervously.

"Wait. You mean, he didn't have to kiss me to help me change!" Harry asked, blushing a little.

"No. It was completely un-necessary. All he had to do was awaken a strong emotion in you. He could have simply made you extremely curious. Or angry. Or embarrassed. O-"

"I tried making him embarrassed! It just, didn't work! Besides. Love is the best emotion to transform with! You know that." Damian said, looking at Dumbledore, fear still in his eyes. A glare from Albus wasn't something many people could endure without being terribly frightened. "And you know Veela are only good at controlling that certain emotion in people!"

"Fine. No harm done, I suppose. Now that Harry's transformed, the false emotions you put into him will have no effect." Dumbledore said, his eyes softening.

At the Headmaster's words, Harry's heart sank. No effect on him? Then why did he still feel like this..? Did Sprites have soul mates? Had he found his? Surely he shouldn't feel like this yet. He only just met Damian. How was this possible? Was it even love?

Harry was ripped from his thoughts by the sound of his stomach grumbling. "gah! I haven't eaten all day..."

"That reminds me. Why weren't you at breakfast this morning when I introduced Damian?" Dumbledore asked, actually sounding curious.

"I was with Draco- I mean Malfoy." Harry corrected himself quickly though he saw Dumbledore's eyes twinkle a bit brighter.

"Who's Malfoy?" Damian snapped, but both the older and the younger man ignored him. "Professor Lupin asked me to tutor him in Defense Against the Dark Arts. He's coming along really well actually. It's only been about two weeks and he's already gotten through over half of the stuff I taught D.A." Harry said, sounding rather proud.

"Well, since you haven't eaten all day, we should go to the Great Hall and get you some lunch. We can't have you continuing lessons on an empty stomach, can we?" Dumbledore said and began to lead the way out of the class room.

"Who's Malfoy!" Damian asked, for the fifth time, once they had reached the Great Hall, he was rather annoyed with being ignored.

"I'm Malfoy." Came a quiet drawl from behind them and they all turned to face the owner of the voice. "Who're- Harry!" He interrupted himself upon seeing whom the blue haired man was standing with.

"Yeah." Harry said, momentarily forgetting about his transformation.

"What-how-who- Woah." Draco said, again at a loss for words. Harry smirked and moved closer before he knew what he was doing and stood inches away from Draco, lifting his chin in his hand so he was facing him. "I seem to be leaving you speechless quite often lately, don't I?" He breathed over Draco's lips and Draco whimpered. "I take it you like this new look." Harry said, brushing his lips against Draco's.

Dumbledore and Damian stood and watched all of this, shocked expressions on both of their faces, their eyes wide.

Draco gulped then mentally shook himself, trying to regain his composure. "I-" He began but harry and Damian both picked that exact moment to snap back to their senses.

Harry backed off quickly muttering a "sorry" and blushing and Damian stood in front of Draco, glaring. "None of that in the hallways, Mr. Malfoy. Ten points from Slytherin." He said and Draco took one last glance at Harry, then stormed off in the opposite direction, muttering something about bloody cheeky magical creatures.

Meanwhile, everyone in the Great Hall had turned to stare at the four, now three, people standing in the doorway.

Damian turned around, throwing back his hair in a huff. Dumbledore smiled and walked swiftly up to the teacher's table, and Harry turned around, looking rather confused about what had just happened.

The moment he turned around, the now silent hall started buzzing with talk. All he could hear, however, were the mutters of "Harry Potter!".

He blushed and walked down towards Hermione and Ron, plopping down in between the both of them, mumbling "hi" before piling food on his plate. "Bloody hell Harry!" Ron said, exasperated. "What happened to you!" Hermione hit him upside the head at this and Harry smirked, before relaying his story to them. He told them everything, confident that they wouldn't freak out at the fact that he had kissed two guys in one day, one of which was Draco Malfoy.

"It's not surprising. Sprites ARE attracted to pretty things, after all. And Draco is rather pretty." Said Hermione and Ron glared daggers at her. "And I've heard that Sprites sometimes act completely different, even when they don't mean to, to get the things they want. They have some kind of sense that tells them what to do to get what they want." Hermione said and Ron continued to glare.

"Yeah but it's MALFOY. " Harry cried.

"It's not your fault. You haven't learnt to control yourself yet. Sometimes Sprites see something so pretty that they forget anything and everything else." At this Ron got up and left, leaving Harry and Hermione alone.

"'Mione, I didn't want to say this in front of Ron... but... well... I've kissed Malfoy before..." he said and told her his story.

"Harry... he might just be... Harry are you aware that Sprites have a life mate? Someone whom they are, quite literally, destined to be with?"

"Are you saying that Malfoy is my life mate!" Harry asked, exasperated.

"I don't know. It's a possibility. You're not attracted to anyone else that's pretty, so it's only logical."

"But.. I'm er.. I think I like Damian as well.. and don't say it's the Veela in him because Dumbledore said that is Veela charm won't work on me anymore."

"I think it-"

"Harry!" Came a rather flustered voice from behind him ,and he turned around to see Cho Chang, blushing famously and holding a letter in her hand, standing behind him. "Here." She said, thrusting the letter into his hands and running off. Harry looked down at the latter and looked up to see her running off, but Instead he saw a great line of girls, and guys, all holding letters in their hands, and all blushing deeply.

Up at the staff table a pair of icy blue eyes flashed and their owner growled.

Over by the entrance to the Great Hall the same thing happened, but the eyes on this one were a stormy grey.

God that was horrible, wasn't it!

Anyway, thanks to my reviewers...I hope you don't hate this chapter...I know it sucked...