Chapter 3

It wasn't every day that Neville Longbottom was proud. But today, he was indeed a proud student of Hogwarts. You see, the reason that Neville is so proud is because he, alike Harry and Draco, is a Dominant veela, and at the moment, Neville is on his way to speak to Harry Potter about that fact.

Coming across the painting to the Gryffindor common room, Neville silently states the password before entering in search of the boy-who-lived.

While some Gryffindor's are mumbling to one another, some reading while others simply leave for there next classes, Neville spots Harry.

Harry is seated on one of the many common room couches, a book in hand as his green eyes glance up every now and then. Silently Neville approaches the fellow Dominant Gryffindor, "hey Harry" he speaks with a calm voice.

Green eyes glance up before Harry closes and sets his book upon his lap. "Yes Neville?" Harry questions, his hands folding onto one another calmly. "I believe you're taller than last year, also look healthier."

A small blush creeps up Neville's cheeks as he looks to his feet for a moment, then he raises his eyes and looks Harry straight on. "I think you can tell why I've come Harry" his words are straight to the point and green eyes hold understanding.

"I guess I do, so what's going to happen now?" The question that leaves Harry's mouth isn't one that's challenging, it simply holds a dangerous question. Swallowing his nerves that just showed up Neville answers.

"I think we should stay away from one another for the most part, I'm not looking to challenge you in any way, even if a submissive shows" Harry nods. "However, I believe the best way to go about this would be to make a truce." Harry starts to laugh, a smile grows on the green eye'd teens face as he looks Neville over.

"You're not Malfoy" Harry chuckles, then his eyes darken a little "your nothing like that Slytherin, there isn't a need to make a truce Neville, I trust you. A smile grows on Neville's face.

"Thanks Harry." Harry smiles back.

"No problem dude, you don't deserve a truce when you've done nothing but help me in the past" Neville holds his tongue not wanting to state the time he tried to hold the trio back in first year.

"Alright, see you around at a glance Harry, hope you also beat Malfoy in any challenge he throws" with that Neville starts to walk away, unknowingly Harry lets a frown cross his face at the mention of a challenge and Malfoy's name.

Not even a second later, Ron bursts into the room, Harry looks up at the red head, not expecting to see his best friend's ace full of rage.

"Bloody ferret!" Ron yells, a sigh escapes Harry.

"What'd he do this time?" He questions while Ron walks around the room fuming.

Turning around and smacking the nearest wall Ron vents his frustration, "that bloody show off, think he's so smart he does" turning and kicking the couch Harry quickly raises his legs.

"Calm yourself Ron" blue eyes glare at Harry "hitting things isn't going to help, trust me." With a sigh Ron crumples to the floor, letting his body rest against the cool ground.

"Don't understand it Harry" Ron grumbles, his bangs sticking to his forehead with sweat "don't bloody well get that git." With a sigh Harry places his book aside and goes to kneel beside Ron.

"Would you feel better if I challenged him" the question hangs in the air for a while as both friends silently sit in the common room.

At this point all the other Gryffindors seem to have moved away, because the two friends are left alone within the red and yellow themed room. The long red curtain's that cover the window gently move with a soft breeze that brushes Harry's hair softly, in a soothing manner.

"Yeah" Ron mumbles when a bigger gust of wind hits the curtains, with a flare they widen before closing calmly, blue eye's watching the entire scene. "It's just that the bloody ferret acts so cocky and cruel, it's a blimey trouble." Harry stays silent while Ron closes his eyes.

"Well, I'll go challenge him, and win, that and Neville's also a veela, Dominant at that." Ron stays silent. Standing up slowly Harry moves to leave the common room, Ron's voice catches him before he steps out.

"Show the git whose boss" a small smile grows on Harry before he lets the portrait close behind him.

"Now to find Malfoy" Harry mumbles before taking a breath and catching the Slytherin's sent, with determination, Harry gracefully moves through the stone halls, creeks and groans echo from the staircases as they arrange themselves in random positions.

Soon Harry finds himself walking off a staircase and the air around him cools. A shiver follows him as he walks down the dark hallway leading to the Slytherin dungeon room. "How can those snakes manage this?" Harry questions before he reaches the entrance to the Slytherin common room.

Another quick breath confirms that Malfoy is located somewhere behind the door, the question is, how to enter. Not knowing a better strategy, Harry pulls out his wand and aims it at the cold dirty door.

"Alohomora" Harry mumbles, a low click is heard as the door creeks open, swiftly Harry hides his wand and quietly opens the door.

The sight before him is a reminder, the green carpet, gray stone walls with some green tarps here and there. Not nearly as nice as the Gryffindor rooms, but that's to be expected from where all the snakes lurk. Slowly and silently Harry makes his way into the room, with every step chills seem to grasp at his body. Unknowing if there from the cold, or the situation of sneaking into another house room.

Another smell has Harry turning to the right, opening another door, Harry is met with a long hallway, an old sign hanging in the middle before him.

Written on the old wood are arrows and words, girls has an arrow pointing to the left while boys has one pointing to the right. Taking the right Harry slows his pace down to barely a walk, needing to make sure he's silent.

"Malfoy" Harry whispers to himself as he starts to pass different room doors. "Where you at Malfoy?" Taking another breath, Harry brings himself to stop before a clean door, by the looks it'd been cleaned recently.

Grasping the door handle, Harry attempts to open the door, to his surprise, it isn't locked. Gently pushing it open Harry reveals a nice neat room. Green sheets cover a single bed, large silver curtain's are held back to reveal a painting of a golden field.

To the right of the bed lies a desk, where a certain blond Slytherin is writing a letter, completely unaware of Harry's presence. That's odd Harry thinks to himself slowly closing the door behind him would think he'd turn and snarl or something, considering he'd have smelt me from my room.

After standing for around a minute unnoticed Malfoy stands up, eyes on the letter, he then walks closer to Harry. Moving backwards harry finds himself with his back against Malfoy's closet. Said blond continues to walk without looking, then before he has the chance to look up Malfoy has walked straight into Harry.

Like lightning grey eyes look up and meet steady green. Jumping back Malfoy throws his letter onto his desk while snarling. "Potter! How dare you sneak up on me, and in my own room." Harry takes a step forward ignoring the blonds snarls.

"You should have seen me coming Malfoy, you know, Dominant vella and all" for a second fear flashes across Mafloy's face before it returns to normal. "Forget that though" with that Harry stands straight up in position of challenge.

Malfoy snarls again before walking up to glare at Harry, "leave!" He threatens, Harry can't help but snort at the tone of the Slytherin's voice. "What!?" Malfoy snarls again, harry laughs more, quickly calming himself Harry steps towards the Slytherin, letting go and showing his Dominance to the blond.

Malfoy takes a step backwards, then his eyes widen a little as Harry lets a deep growl out. "Leave" Malfoy states again, a small amount of panic relevant in his voice. Pushing aside the blonds demand once again, Harry takes another step forwards.

Stepping into his desk Malfoy stumbles and looks up to meet Harry's threatening eyes, slowly Harry speaks up. "Challenge me Malfoy, show your pride and challenge me" the blond stays silent, his eyes darting in multiple directions, fear clearly shown.

Letting another growl leave him, Harry takes another step at the blond, now he feels Malfoy's breaths hitting his chest in rapid secession. Glaring down at the Slytherin Harry notices something strange, Malfoy is now holding his head straight up, his arms to his side.

"What is this!?" Harry yells, taking a step back, Malfoy stays where he is, exposing his neck to Harry and clenching his eyes closed. "Answer me!?" Harry yells, his Dominant side coming out more.

"Mh sorry" Malfoy breaths out, barely edible, Harry freezes. With that delay Malfoy pushes past him quickly. Harry stands abandoned in Malfoy's room, confusion clear on his face.

"Somethings up with Malfoy" he mumbles before turning and leaving the room "guess I'm going to find out what." With that in mind Harry makes his way towards the library, with the goal of finding out more information on veela challenges and stances.

A/N

Hope you guys enjoy, I tried to make this one longer to make up for the shorter one yesterday. Feel free to review or give any tips that could help this story get better. Once again all these characters belong to J.K Rowling not myself.

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