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Chapter 3:
After a long night of coming in and out of sleep, I decided to get up early. I got ready and spent my time reading and doing things around the house, waiting for the time to go by before I headed out. I looked at the clock and saw that it was 9:14. I decided to make breakfast before going to see that Veela.
After breakfast, I decided now was a good time. I grabbed the paper with the address on it and apparated near the address.
I instantly felt sick. I knew I'd regret it but I wanted to get there quickly. I went down the alley and out to the street. It was busy with wizards and witches walking every which way. It was fast paced; everyone seemed to be in a rush. As soon as I stepped onto the sidewalk, I was bumped into by several people. Some of them hesitated to apologize.
The environment reminded me of a big city with the tall, square buildings everywhere I turned. I looked at the address in my hand and proceeded to look for it, dodging people as I went. I walked for about five minutes when I saw it on the other side of me. I quickly walked over to it but not without getting knocked to the ground by an older man wheeling a wagon. I got up, annoyed and brushed the dirt off my clothes.
I looked at the building in admiration. It certainly stands out. It was spotless unlike the other buildings covered in mud, dirt and owl droppings. The building had thousands of windows that looked to be at least seven feet in length. The double doors had a beautiful embossed design of a bird on them.
I opened the door, walked in and was taken aback. It was so light and open. There wasn't a single sound. That was until I let go of the door and it slammed shut with a loud bang thanks to the wind. The sound made me cringe. I looked around the building and no one was in sight. I looked to my left and saw a board. I walked over to it, softening my steps when I realized the echo of my heels was banging against the tile.
The board had writing on it, directing where everything and everyone was. I noticed there only seemed to be female names. Did men work here? Probably not if Veelas worked here. Imagine the chaos. I waited for it to go through the cycle, watching out for the Veela's name, Chanel.
I jumped when I heard a voice, "Excuse me!"
I looked behind me and saw a beautiful brunette standing there with her fists on her hips, she wasn't too pleased.
"How did you get in here? No one can get in here, unless…" she asked trailing off in thought.
I scrunched my eyebrows, confused. "I just opened the door." I said, hoping I didn't sound like a smart-ass.
She looked confused and intrigued at the same time. She walked over to me abruptly, her loud heels clicking, echoing against the halls.
She grabbed me, pulling me forward and turned me around. She pulled the collar of my shirt away, exposing my shoulder blade. This was a little too personal for me.
I pulled away from her, "Excuse me. What are you doing?"
"Are you dating a Veela?" she asked quickly
I made a confused expression. "No, why?"
She ran a hand through a hand through her hair, "I do not understand." she whispered "Why are you here?" she asked
"I'm here to see Chanel. I had a few questions about Veelas." I said
Her eyebrows raised in surprise. "I do not believe she will tell you anything."
"I found a book that referred to her." I said
"Veelas do not go around telling others about us. Although if you are this insistent, I will take you to her. Follow me." she said
She turned and walked down a hall. Since she was walking fast and she was tall, it was a little difficult to keep up with her.
She walked us to an elevator and pressed the button. We waited until we were on the right floor. The silence was very awkward. Wanting to diffuse it, I asked her, "Is everyone working here a Veela?"
She glanced at me and said, "Yes. Have you noticed there aren't any men?"
I nodded, "I'd figure that's why."
She smiled, "Yes. We've tried to work with the men but it did not go too well. That was a huge mistake. Not to mention none of their work got done."
The door opened and we stepped out.
I followed her down the hall and she stopped us at an office door with the name Lafontaine. She knocked and the door swung open.
A curly redheaded woman holding a book was standing by a bookshelf. She had a red long-sleeved button-up blouse, black heels and a black skirt that reached to her knees. She had a medium complexion and brown eyes.
"Hello Carol. What brings you here." she asked
"Chanel, you have a guest." She said gesturing to me
She closed her book, "Oh?"
Carol, as I now came to know her as, walked to her and whispered in a language I didn't recognize. I could only guess that it was the language of Veela.
Chanel looked to me when Carol was done talking. She slowly walked towards me. I noticed in my peripheral vision that Carol walked out, leaving me alone with Chanel.
"Please, sit down." She said
I took a seat on the sofa, opposite from her. I took in the appearance of her office. It was painted light purple. It was so light and open. All the furniture was made of wood, except for the sofas and chairs. There was a big fish tank on one wall. A huge wooden table was set in the middle of the room, for meetings. The windows on my left side were huge; they reached from the carpet to the ceiling.
"So, to my understanding, you just walked in here?" she asked
"Yeah, I apologize, I-"
She held up her hand to stop me.
"That is not necessary." She said with a smile.
"What can I do for you?" I saw her give me a hungry, lustful look.
I blushed and my heart rate picked up in nervousness. Were all Veelas like this?
"I-I wanted to know more about Veelas." I said
She moved from her seat and sat right next to me, "I can teach you a lot of things."
I felt uncomfortable. I slowly moved further away from her, trying to be subtle about it.
"Well, good. Do you mind me asking you questions?" I said, ignoring the innuendo.
"Hmm. I suppose that will be alright." She said with a smile.
"Okay…where to begin." I said and she patiently waited.
"Are Veelas what they seem to be?" I ask
She raised an eyebrow.
"What I mean is that, they appear to be a little…fragile but a friend of mine said they are anything but." I said
She had a look in her eyes that I couldn't quite understand.
"Why do you want to know about that?" she asked
"I suppose curiosity." I said
"It is not my place to answer that. I'm sorry." She said
"Okay then. How do I get a Veela to stop pursuing me?"
She raised both eyebrows in surprise, "Why would you want that?"
Was she going to keep doing this, answer my question with one of her own?
"Maybe the Veela likes you and wants to just…express their feelings towards you." She said, laying her right hand on my thigh. I jumped at the contact and she flinched away as if she was burned.
She looked at me intensely as if she was searching for something. "You…are not referring to me are you?"
So that's it. She thinks I wanted to know how to make her stop pursuing me.
I shook my head, "No."
"That means you have another Veela after your heart." She said
I nodded, "Yes."
She let out a sigh, "If this Veela is your mate then, I'm sorry to inform you that you are out of luck."
I waited for her to continue. When she didn't, I shrugged my shoulders and said, "Just like that?"
Her silence gave me her answer. "What if I choose to not go along?"
"As I said, if you are her mate, your relationship is inevitable. There is no escaping it. You can try to resist and deny all you want, but it will only come back harder."
I let out an annoyed sigh.
She cocked her head and looked at me with interest, "Who is this Veela you are referring to?"
"Fleur Delacour."
Her eyes widened and her posture stiffened. She just sat there frozen before she said, "Fleur Delacour?"
I nodded, "Yeah, do you know her?"
She nodded, "Yes. She is our alpha."
"Alpha?" I ask.
Chanel nodded, "There are Veelas in a group called a coven. There are currently seventy-two in ours."
My eyes widened, "Seventy-two? What is an alpha?"
"Fleur is an alpha, along with her parents and sister, Gabrielle. They are the strongest and fastest. They are more powerful than the rest of us." She said
"I still don't understand." I said
"Veelas are not loners. They like to be in a coven with others. Depending on what coven you want to join, the rules vary. A coven can be spread throughout different countries but we all come together often." She said, finding her nails more interesting.
"What is the alpha's job?" I asked.
"Like I said, every coven is different. In my case, Fleur would be responsible for protecting us."
"Protecting you from what?"
"I have said too much as it is. I have to get back to work. Do me a favor, though? Don't mention that I…flirted with you." She said
I furrowed my eyebrows, "Why would I do that?"
She shrugged, "You are her mate. Veelas don't take kindly to anyone flirting or trying to seduce their mate. I would surely be punished if she ever finds out." She said with a hint of fear.
"You didn't even know though." I said'
She nodded her head, "It does not matter."
"And in any case, I'm not convinced I'm her mate." I said
"I think a part of you knows and just won't admit it." She said with a smile.
I scoffed.
"Listen, I cannot give you any more information. My alpha would want you to ask her. That is the only way you will find out." She said
I got up and she did as well. I held out my hand and she took it. "Thank you."
"Your very welcome." I turned to leave and I was at the door when her voice stopped me, "She does have wonderful taste. She is a very lucky woman."
Without looking back, I opened the door and walked out.
When I reached home, I sat on my couch and let my thoughts wander. That visit seemed almost useless. A part of me was furious. This couldn't be easy?
If there was one thing I know about Veelas, it's that they never cease to stop until they get what they want. It worried me to know what I was what Fleur wanted. I was also terrified that I may be Fleur's mate. Who knows what she has planned.
The next chapter will have Fleur pursuing Hermione.