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All Characters Appearing In This Work Are Fictitious. Any Resemblance To Real Persons, Living Or Dead Is Purely Coincidental.


Aegis Maxima!


December 1999

It was almost Christmas and Fleur was Six months pregnant, and her family was spending Christmas with the Weasleys. Although it was only the second Christmas since the war and Fred, it was still shaping up to be a better Christmas than its predecessor.

There was still no doubt much healing still to be done as many of the Weasleys' tried to come to terms with the past and move forward; However for one Red haired Weasley it wasn't so much as coming to terms with the past but trying to tackle the present.

Although it went against his instincts he had spent many hours after work with his head buried in books about Veela and even more time researching any type of spell to help protect him from Veela Magic. Unfortunately because they were so rare a breed of magical creatures (although his best friend insisted on calling them beings) there was very little information available if any.

His first thought had been to contact his brother Charlie a professional Magi Zoologists for advice, Although not his exact area of experts all Charlie could say was that the study of Veela was a very small and narrow field of study. Mostly studies by Magi zoologists in Bulgaria and France who studied magical birds and even those who studied Veela were mostly women who were naturally immune to Veela charms and most of their work was publicly available anyway.

Even Hagrid who was an expert on every kind of Magical creatures (technically Veela were classified as Creatures) had little to offer in the way of advice except to say they were troublesome and temper mental at the best of times. Not unlike Dragons. Ron smiled indulgently at one of his oldest and decidedly largest friends. when he heard that comment; that was Hagrid for you. Although on further reflection he wasn't wrong; they were both dangerous creatures albeit in different ways.

He even swallowed his pride and asked Viktor Krum for advice since Veela were native to Bulgaria; but he could not offer much advice either except to say he was just used to it by now.

He should have known better than to ask a plonker like him for help. Although he did notice Hermione before him so maybe he wasn't exactly stupid.

Besides he still played a good game of Quidditch and that was something he could at least respect. Even if he didn't like it (It would take him many more years to forgive and move past his fourth year Grudge against the Bulky Quidditch star.) Even the Delacour family themselves could offer little help.

The only helpful advice Fleur and her family had been able to offer except that mostly young adults and men of a more passionate and inflames personalities (a certain Specky black haired git took this opportunity to tell him that was a polite way of saying he was a Randy Bugger who couldn't keep his hands to himself.) were more susceptible to fall prey to the charms of a Veela and besides their obvious charms, most Veela had one area of magic where they specialized in besides Fire and Other Veela Characteristics; even though Mrs. Delacour and her daughters were not full Veela, that magical ability had still passed down to them somehow. Hermione called it Genetics; He called it a pain in the Arse. This statement however cost him an eye Roll from Hermione and a smack upside the head from his mother for using foul language in the kitchen.)

Mrs. Delacour also said that her mother told her that Veela blood is exceptionally rich in magic, however while at the same time their Magic seemed more attuned to the Elements and Nature in general. Which although interested Bill it did little to help Ron with his problem.

With no other alternative he decided to create a spell of his own, however that was easier said than done. His task was made more difficult without any help from Hermione. However Ron had made a conscious decision to do this on his own, he wanted to have an accomplishment independent of his friends. So with only Percy who understood his brother's sentiments to help him with his research, Ron got to work.

Shell Cottage Present Day

The Wind was blowing fiercely as Jack Frost nipped at their noses, and while most people would be inside drinking hot cocoa with a splash of Fire whisky and Nutmeg and warming them in front of nice crackling Fire. One Weasley stood at the shores of his brother's cottage facing the oncoming wind with a determined and defiant look on his face as he faced his brother and sister in law, who at the moment was trying to reason with her youngest brother in law "Eet eez not necessary mon frère, I am used to the reactions I get from Men," The pregnant Quarter Veela said with an almost regretful tone.

Ron was determined however and would not be persuaded otherwise; his face took on an even more determined, almost scary look that in another situation might be very intimidating. And seeing as Ron was a professional Auror Intimidating was something he did very well.

"It's not just that Fleur, it's for my own sanity! You're my blooming sister in law for Merlin's sake! Everyone else in the family has gotten used to it except for me! He cried out emotionally, as his voice carried over the sound of the crashing waves and howling wind. "I can barely keep control of my senses when I am around you and now that you're pregnant its affecting me even more and I turn into a blithering idiot every time I see you. It's not fair to you or Mione!"

Hermione who was off to the side still looked worried, "I know your serious Ron, but consider the risks, if this fails…"

Bill looked at him in concern and said "Careful Ron it's an untested spell, and we don't know what will happen and..."

Harry interrupted Bill and coming to the rescue of his oldest friend said "Ok that's enough guys, I understand your concerned and worried for Ron's safety, and while I agree it's an untested spell but if the bloke says its ready for testing then we have to trust him. There is no need to mother hen him. After all isn't that what Hermione is there for?"

He turned towards the Bushy haired witch in question with a smirk on his face and a twinkle in his eyes. Addressing his best friend he said, "If nothing else you can look at it this way. This shows you the extent this idiot cares for you that he decided to hit the books and actually invented a new spell, just to make sure he doesn't act like a fool in front of Fleur and end up getting you mad at him. Which I admit is a difficult task given his track record."

Ron who had been nodding along with Harry up until now puffed up his Chest and roared in Indignation and said " Oi, I resent that statement you specky Git." It seemed that was enough to break the tension as everyone laughed at the statement knowing it to be true.

Ignoring his lanky friend he continued on his conversation with Hermione who had moved beside Ron to smooth his feathers as she pressed a kiss on his cheek, Harry Mock gagged at seeing the sappy expression on the Lanky idiot he called his best mate before continuing "honestly though I wouldn't worry too much about the foundations of the spell itself since he had Flitwick look over his notes before he attempted a test run."

Flashback: Hogwarts Staff Room

Ravenclaw Head of house Professor Filius Flitwick was enjoying his free period in the Hogwarts staff room, while at the same time waiting for his guest to arrive. In all honesty he was surprised to have received a letter from his former pupil asking him to meet urgently. Although it was not unheard of him to receive occasional mail from his former students asking for advice or wanting to tell him of their achievements.

As a teacher he was always happy to offer advice or offer congratulations when required. He was brought out of his thoughts by a knock at the staff room door.

After opening the door with a swish of his wand he was greeted by the tall and lanky sight of a Red haired man with freckles covering his face and a sheepish expression on his face. Flitwick ushered the man inside the staff room and chuckled slightly as Ron Weasley looked around the room.

"Ah Mr. Weasley how are you doing this fine day, please have a seat, your letter to me indicated something urgent, tell me how can I help you my boy, is it something regarding a case with the Aurors?"

Ron Weasley still looked a bit uncomfortable to be here but figured he had no other choice "Hey professor, I'm fine thanks for asking, and yeah it is kind of urgent, it's kind of personal. I have been sort of working on a secret project of mine for a while now and although I'm almost done, I was hoping you could help me. You see the thing is that Bill's wife Fleur is three months pregnant with her first child and…"

Flitwick burst into excitement and said "oh it seems congratulations are in order, I can only imagine that Bill is over the moon."

Ron nodded his head and with a nostalgic smile said "yeah the whole family is excited, especially mum. First grandchild in the family and all that; but you see that is sort of the problem. I'm sure you remember that she is part Veela right?"

Flitwick nodded although looking a bit confused. "I remember well the effects Ms. Delacour... sorry now Mrs. Delacour-Weasley had on the students when she was a guest at our school. However if I remember she was quite a formidable duelist and one who seems quite adept at handling herself in adverse situations."

Ron continued. "Yeah well you see it's not her wand I have a problem dealing with, it's the other part I have always kind of had a problem with. It seems I'm affected by her Veela magic more strongly than others."

Flitwick was getting impatient and said "Mr. Weasley it would be best if you stopped rambling and get to the point, I'm afraid I cannot understand where I come into this situation. I am a professor in Charms, not an expert on Veela Magic; although I daresay even a man such as Hagrid whose expertise in Magical Creatures extends far and wide would be of much help in this situation. To the best of my knowledge there is no magical cure or defense to the Veela Magic.

Ron suddenly looked panicked and said "no it's not like that, you see… oh fuck it."

Suddenly his shoulders slumped and his demeanor changed when he spoke next, it was in the voice of a Professional Auror instead of a young student. taking out a sheaf of papers from his robes he gave them to his former Charms Professor and said "Professor, over the past several months, I have been working on inventing a charm that will if not nullify the effects my sister in law's Veela magic has on me then at least severely reduce the effects, this is what I have so far understood and researched on the theory of the spell I am attempting to create. I would like your professional opinion on the results provided so far and if at all possible to assist in the corporeal manifestation and Incantation of the Spell in question."

The short professor took the notes from Ron and after fixing his spectacles on the bridge of his nose read them over carefully and after a few minutes put them down and looked at Ron and said "Ingenious way of thinking Mr. Weasley, I must say it's a very out of the box Idea that you have come up with. However it is still very creative, and while the two spells you have taken as a base for your own are quite novel, I see no reason why it should not work.

Ron still looked a bit nervous and momentarily reverting back to his school days persona asked "so it should work theoretically yeah? I mean it won't blow up in my face will it?"

Flitwick chuckled and said "I highly doubt it, my dear boy your reasoning is sound and I highly expect it to work; now the only thing that is required is creating the incantation."

Ron shook his head and said "that's the concept I am having trouble with; most of the books I read say that you have to visualize the spell and then do it, but I just can't seem to figure it out though any advice?"

Flitwick looked thoughtful for a moment and said "well I may have an idea but you may not like it, I believe you are able to cast a Corporeal Patronus Charm correct?" Ron nodded his head and said "yeah, mine's a Rottweiler."

Flitwick nodded and said "exactly so imagine something similar; however instead of blocking Dementors you will be blocking her Veela Magic, almost like a shield that counteracts her magic."

Ron was nodding slowly as if finally understanding and then suddenly his eyes lit up in understanding and said "hey I have an Idea Professor how about this for an idea?" He then started explaining his idea and after a few minutes Flitwick started nodding.

"Excellent Thought process, Mr. Weasley I do believe you are onto something. Although it's not conventional by any means, but I must admit it's a novel idea and while it has its risks, what else could I expect from a young lad who decides to use the first charm he learnt to knock out a Troll with his own club no less. Unconventional yet Poetic, Flitwick said as he chuckled at the old memory. Taking a seat after getting control of himself.

End Flashback

Ron was determined and nothing anybody said could change his mind. "He straightened his shoulders and looking at his sister in law and said "let's try a control test, I want you three to intentionally broadcast your Veela magic towards me."

Mr. Delacour who was also present and standing next to Bill spoke and said "let zee young man do as he wishes mes Amis, after all eet eez a matter of honor for him." I for one can understand his predicament.

Fleur shot Hermione an apologetic look before turning to her mother and sister and with a nod of her head the three witches actively turned to Ron and smiling brightly as they consciously aimed their Veela magic towards him.

As expected Ron's eyes became glazed as he looked at Fleur in a hypnotic stance; suddenly his body language changed and his eyes changed from Hypnotic to predatory as he suddenly broke out in a run as he charged toward the three witches. Bill was alarmed and moved to block Ron, however he was beaten by Mr. Delacour who quickly hit Ron with a stunning spell.

A Few Minutes Later

Ron was back up again and although his ears were red from embarrassment he was still determined to get over his weakness to Veela Magic. "Well that's the control, so it obviously works. Now let's see if the next step works."

Ron muttered to himself, he then gave Hermione a look that spoke volumes, and then as if going to war he turned away from her and his eyes fell on Gabrielle first and seeing the flicker of fear in her eyes hated himself for being the cause of that fear. After all hadn't he and his friends shed their blood on the Hallowed grounds of Hogwarts to eliminate that fear. Thankfully Fleur calmed her sister and said something inaudible to her in French.

Mr. Delacour seeing Ron's stricken look clapped him on the back and said "worry not young man, Eet is good for ma fille, Gabrielle to understand the negative affects her Veela magic can have on those around her.

She is young but growing fast into a beautiful young woman and while she has been slow understanding this fact I would rather have her understand these effects in a situation where we can control the outcome."

Ron's posture relaxed slightly as he took in his words. With his mood considerably lightened Ron once again threw an apologetic look at Gabrielle before pointing his wand at himself and shouted out the name of the spell he had spent most of the year creating.

Shouting loudly he said "Aegis Maxima!" A Golden Orange light shone out of his wand and hit his face in full force causing it to glow in a Blue ethereal manner. ( Ron smiled at his sister in law and said "alright ladies let's see whether this works or not and lets pray it doesn't blow up in my face yeah?"


A/N: The word Aegis is a Greek word meaning Shield, and has its origins in Greek mythology. Seeing as most spells are in Latin, I figured it was fitting. What do you think? Leave me a Review! If you liked my story.