I believe I left our two young lovers in a steamy kiss, many apologies I got busy and then I just plain forgot to put a new chapter on this story. Please forgive me? Any way you know the drill, I don't own it blah blah blah, I think I should just get on with the story before I get lynched.
Chapter 2
Two Veela's of a Feather
They broke apart panting and staring at each other in wonder. "I never hated you" Draco whispers gently as he caresses Harry's face. "You didn't? You sure acted like it" Harry whispers back leaning into his hand. "No, I was jealous," Draco coos out, "just pure jealousy." "What did you have to be jealous of?" Harry whispers as he nibbles on Draco's index finger. "Your friends, your general hotness, everything" Draco says around a moan. "We were eleven" Harry says shocked. "Veela's mature faster than normal wizards and muggles" Draco says before he leans forward and nibbles on Harry's bottom lip. Harry gasps and stuggles to think past the sudden surge of lust that hardened his cock and pebbled his nipples. "Oh god, you are so reactive" Draco whispers against Harry's lips before kissing him hungrily. Harry immediatly opens his mouth to Draco's questing tongue sucking on it like a rare treat before delving his tongue into Draco's mouth trying to taste all of him. Draco moans and uses his left hand to adjust his cock in his trousers. Harry breaks the kiss breathing hard before running his hand quickly through his hair making it stand on end. "Static electricity" Draco says in a rough voice. "What?" Harry asks dazed. "Your hair" Draco says before summoning a small mirror. Harry looks into and gasps loudly, "That can't be me." "I assure you it is" Lucius says from the doorway. Draco hisses at the intrusion and steps in front of his confused mate. "I am not moving into the room farther than this, son" Lucius says while holding his hands up in surrender. "Ok but no farther than that" Draco says still hissing lightly. "What the hell happened to my glasses, my hair, and well my face?" Harry says with shock in his voice. "When you underwent your transformation you no longer need your glasses, your hair grew and became highlighted with what looks like your mothers red hair with a sprinkling of blonde throughout, and your face and body have filled out to what they are supposed to be" Lucius explains like he is extremely bored though Draco still hisses when he says body. "My body?" Harry says before standing up and realizing he is naked except his wing that aren't covering anything but his arse. Lucius siftly exited the room to the caphony that Draco was screeching. "I'm sorry I was in a hurry to see the differences" Harry says sheepishly. Draco holds up a single clawed finger in the universal "give me a moment" sign. Harry waits patiently as his face slowly morphs back into the face he is quickly finding gorgeous. "It is not your fault, love, nor is it my fathers," Draco says when the transformation is complete, "I haven't learned to control this sudden instinct to protect you.""I'm taller than you now" Harry says changing the subject abruptly. "Yes by several inches it seems" Draco says as he transfigures the small miror into a full length mirror.
"Wow, all my scars are gone even the burns" Harry whispers without thinking. "Burns?" Draco all but snarls. "Yes, from my "family," Harry says complete with sarcastic air quotes, "actually most of my scars were from them." "They hurt you?" Draco says shrilly. "Yes now calm down your hurting my ear drums" Harry says covering his ears. "I am sorry, love," Draco says calmer, "you are still to skinny." "They used to go weeks without feeding me, once they went two months without feeding me, hoping I would die" Harry says even though he tried not to. Draco instantly had a melt down screeching, shrieking, flapping his wings, full on veela face and claws, his father came running into the room. "What happened?" Lucius demanded. "I told him what my family used to do to me" Harry whispered. "They beat him, burned him, and starved him" Draco shrieks clawing at the air. "Would you like to kill them?" Lucius says calmly like he was asking for the menu at a restuarant. "No" Harry says at the same time Draco screams yes. "Why not?" Lucius asks. "Because no matter how horrible they were, though mostly it was my uncle Vernon, they are still my family, my only family" Harry whispers again. "May I have permission to kill the uncle?" Draco asks suddenly calm. Harry gapes for a moment as he thinks about it before finally nodding. "Good, father get out while Harry dresses" Draco says before summoning some clothes and transfiguring them to fit. Lucius nods before leaving the room "I will be going with you." "Of course, father, I wouldn't dream of leaving without you" Draco says absent mindedly as he adjusts his spell to lengthen Harry's trousers. Harry quickly dresses as he thinks about why he can't seem to lie to either of them. "Why can't I lie to you?" Harry asks as he buttons the last button on a emerald green and silver traveling cloak. "No veela can lie to another veela, and we have difficulty lying to everyone else," Draco says as he examines Harry's outfit for defects. "Why though?" Harry asks blushing from the scrutany. "An inborne desire to make everyone happy I think" Draco says. "Where are my wings?" Harry asks suddenly as Draco changes into a traveling cloack of similar color and style. "You didn't notice when you tucked them away?" Draco asks as he smooths his hair down. "Uh no, I would have said something" Harry says as he scruches his nose up at Draco's smoothed back hair. "You have a kind of sac if you will that you can tuck them into, most veela don't have the natural ability to tuck them like you did when you put your shirt on" Draco says as he spells his hair clean of hair products. "Why did you spell your hair clean?" Harry asks as he admires the perfect light catching color. "I say the look you had when I slicked it back" Draco says with a smirk when he noticed that Harry looked smitten. Harry fell silent and blushing as Draco took his hand and lead him out into the hall. Lucius was waiting silently at the top of the staircase already in a travel cloak. "Ready for justice?" he asked the couple. They nodded at the same time, taking the stairs down to the main floor, and walked out into the brisk night. They climbed into a house drawn carriage that to muggles looked like a limo. They departed to the address Harry gave the arrived late into the night or really early in the day depending on how you look at it.
At exactly four A.M. Harry rang the doorbell repeatedly until Vernon answered the door. The three barged into the house and sat upon the couch, staring at Vernon who fearfully sat in his favorite chair. "What is going on? Who are you?" Vernon says as he shivers in fear at the evil looking trio. "We are here to exact justice for the abuse my mate, Harry Potter, suffered at your hands" Draco says gruffly. "That freak deserved it" Vernon spat. "Harry is not a freak" Dudley says as he stomps up to his father. "You stay quiet, boy" Vernon says squinting his eyes in anger. "I will not, I have stood by to long letting you hurt Harry, no more" Dudley screams in his fathers face. "Shut up, boy" Vernon says jumping up and hits his son across the face. Petunia screams Dudleys name but before she can reach him Vernon smacks her across the face knocking her down and turning back to his son. "Don't ever hit my mother again" Dudley screams as a lime green ray of power comes out of him lifting his father off his feet and trowing him into the fireplace mantle breaking his back on the marble, Dudley immediatly collapsed to the floor. All this happens so quickly the trio had no chance to do anything except pick up the pieces. Lucius went quickly to check on Petunia who was unconcious but alive. Harry went to Dudley who was breathing just utterly spent. "He was a late bloomer it seems" Lucius mutters. Harry nods before enerviating his unconcious cousin while Lucius enerviated Petunia who immediatly asked about Dudley. Draco, who was standing watch of Vernon, told her that he was fine. "What do you want me to do with this heap of garbage?" Draco asks roughly. "Leave him right where he lies and help Dudley and Aunt Petunia pack" Harry says as he helps his cousin to his feet. Dudley and Petunia hug quickly before rushing to pack the bare needs.
"Thank you, I can't think you enough" Petunia says as they settle her and Dudley who is sleeping into the unused West Wing of the Malfoy Manor. "Again this is no trial, my dear, your are family. Now go get some sleep" Lucius says as he slowly backs away from the huggy, weepy woman. "Remember, Dudley needs to get up at six A.M. for a light breakfast and then tutoring" Draco says as he grabs Harry's hand and walks quickly away leaving his father to del with Petunia. "I'm tired, can we go to sleep now?" Harry asks in a very tired voice. "Yes love" Draco says as he casts a spell at first Harry then himself undressing them to their pants. They share a beautiful love filled kiss before cuddling up together and falling into a heavy sleep. The only sound thats heard is the door as Lucius gently shuts it after checking on them.
And that my dears is a beautiful end to a trauma filled chapter...