Story: Tout le Monde
Chapter: 2
Story rating: T, look forward for M in future!
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Disclaimer: I am writing this story, which should be enough proof that I don't own Twilight or Harry Potter... right? Can you see J.K. Rowling or Stephanie Meyers writing this? Moving on...
Warnings: Spoilers, Slash, language, etc.

After the war Draco's Veela side awakens, causing him to flee from the Wizarding World. Stumbling across a bunch of hot werewolves hadn't been his plan and he sure as hell hadn't planned on becoming their Tout le Monde, whatever that was. PackXDraco SLASH

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Chapter 2

Draco watched as Severus pulled out of the car dealership in Draco's new Mercedes. Draco would have driven himself, but he was driving something else. Draco put on a pair of silver sunglasses and swung his leg over the sleek motorcycle he had convinced Severus allow him to buy. He stealthy pulled out of the dealership and quickly caught up to his God-father, who even though had a head start hadn't been going as fast as Draco. Draco looked through his sunglasses and waited until the car going the other direction passed.

Draco daringly darted around his God-father, effectively being in the left lane until he sped around him. Severus rolled his eyes, fully well knowing that even if Draco crashed he wouldn't die. His Veela nature would help him quickly evade anything deadly and would heal him in no time. Severus too sped up and it didn't take long for the duo to reach their house. Draco hopped off once he pulled into the garage and walked into the house.

The living room and all the other rooms had been completely furnished since the day before. The day after they had gone shopping had consisted of Draco bossing the movers and barking orders at them. He scolded them loudly when they did something wrong and flinched anytime he started to yell. Both the movers and Draco were extremely satisfied by the end of the day. Severus hadn't been around very much, mostly going over details of Draco's move.

They had successfully bought the house and all they needed was the Tribal Leader and Council's permission to stay there. They had arranged the meeting for later that day, knowing they would need time to get their cars in the morning.

Draco quickly changed into a long sleeved green v-necked shirt that clung to his refined muscles. He slipped on a pair of tight blue jeans and pulled on a comfortable pair of black boots that went about mid way up his shins. Looking in the mirror, he decided against wearing a scarf, knowing he would be driving his motorcycle to the Tribal Leaders house.

He went down the stairs two at a time to find an impatient Severus. He sent one of his famous glares, which didn't affect Draco when it should have. "I hurried as best I could, you know that Sev." Draco teased, happy that his God-father was acting more like himself.

"Let's go Draco." He said and turned and walked out of the room. Draco mumbled to himself about the potions master and the stick up his ass, but none the less followed him out of the room. He grabbed the black jacket and after pulling it on stepped into the garage.

Severus walked to the Mercedes, having fully enjoyed driving it and watched amused as Draco stepped onto his motorcycle. Severus pulled out of the driveway, turned and sped off. He didn't even bother to look back to make sure Draco had caught up. Knowing Draco, he was probably riding right on his tale to make him made.

Finally Severus looked in the rear-view mirror, and just as he had predicted Draco was driving closer than safe to the back of the Mercedes. Severus turned back to the road and pulled onto a wide dirt road. They drove around a few houses before they saw a wide stretch of road that led to the house they were suppose to go to.

Now that they were able to see there were no cars Draco baited Severus into half-racing him. They reached high speeds and Draco couldn't help but laugh in happiness as he swerved in front of Severus at an even higher speed. Severus slightly slowed down as they neared the house, but Draco didn't. He saw the large mass of people standing at the door and he was determined to make a good impression.

He quickly skidded to a stop right in front of the group. Dirt rose in the air, but it didn't seem to bother any of them. Severus pulled in beside Draco and stepped out of the car. Draco stepped off the motorcycle and stood still for a minute. Seeing a large group of men his age and older he smirked and pulled of his helmet. He shook his head slightly before pulling off his sunglasses. He set them on his motorcycle before pulling off his jacket. He set the helmet and the jacket off to the side and tossed his sunglasses on top of them.

Before Draco had time to blink the group of tanned men was standing in front of him. The only ones who hadn't moved were an older man around sixty in a wheelchair and a man around twenty-five. "Can we look at your bike?" One bluntly asked. Draco rolled his eyes and told them to go ahead.

They all ran to look at the motorcycle except for one. He stayed in front of Draco for a moment before holding out his hand. "I'm Jacob Black." He said, a charming smile across him extremely handsome face. Draco shook his hand.

"I'm Draco. Draco Malfoy." He said. They pulled back their hands and Jacob looked Draco up and down. Draco mentally blushed while Draco on the outside smirked. "See something you like?" He teased before turning to walk up the older man. Jacob stood their stunned before shaking his head in amusement, before going to stand next to his father.

Draco nodded to him politely. "You must be Billy Black."

"Correct young man. You must be Draco Malfoy." The man said with a smile. Draco nodded and motioned to Severus.

"This is my God-father, Severus Snape." He said and the two men shook hands. Billy gestured to for them to go inside the house and him and Jacob followed him and Severus inside. Billy wheeled himself into the living room and gestured for everyone to sit. Soon everyone who was outside was crowded into the too small of living room. Draco didn't mind as much as he would have before he had hit his Veela inheritance. Veelas have extremely touchy feely actions and it was comforting to him to be surrounded by a bunch of men, especially since he was attracted to several of them.

"So what is it exactly you came here to talk to me about?" Billy asked the pair as everyone eventually settled it. Jacob had sat down on the right arm of the chair Draco had sat and another tanned man sat on the other, after asking Draco if it was okay if he sat there and then introduced himself as Embry.

"We wanted to know that it was okay for Draco to live in the house that was recently for sale. We know it was on Reservation land, and even though we knew it would probably be okay the real estate lady had told us to double check with you." Severus said, knowing fully well Draco wouldn't ask himself. Malfoys never ask, just take.

"Oh yes, It's fine with me." He said before mock whispering, "It's really just to keep hooligans like them," He pointed at the group of large muscled teenagers "from moving in!" Everyone laughed but Draco and Severus who smiled.

The two stayed for another two hours, just talking about anything and everything, although nothing personal in Draco and Severus' case. Finally they headed outside and the boys decided to admire Draco's car instead of his motorcycle. "Severus has to leave to fix my bank account." Draco said, not realizing he had slightly dropped his shield revealing he was slightly upset about leaving the friendly bunch of boys.

"Well, do you have to go?" Embry asked. Draco shrugged his shoulders. "You could always hang out with us for a couple more hours." He suggested.

Draco nodded before turning to talk to his God-father. "Let me just tell Severus." He said and the boys nodded.

Jacob, Embry, and Paul openly admired Draco's ass as he walked away, while Sam same was much more discrete, having a girl-friend already. But it wouldn't hurt to look. They watched as Draco talked to Severus. Paul looked at Draco impressed at the boy's wit and charm along with extremely edible looks. "Why couldn't one of us have imprinted on him?" He asked and everyone mentally agreed, including Sam, much to his chagrin. He didn't know why, but Draco was more appealing to him than even his own imprint.

Even though all of them wanted Draco, it was obvious none of them had imprinted on the blond, much to their disappointment. Even Jacob was disappointed and he had sworn he would never imprint. Minutes later Draco walked gracefully back to the group. They immediately stopped their whispered conversation, causing Draco to be disappointed. Even with his good hearing he still hadn't been able to hear anything they said. How they heard what each other were saying he couldn't figure out. If they were whispering loud enough for each other to hear... he should have been able to hear too.

Shrugging it off, Draco smirked at the boys. They waited for a moment for Draco to say whether or not Severus had agreed to let Draco stay. Eventually Jacob spoke up. "So I take it you're allowed to stay?"

Draco scoffed. "Why would I need permission? I was merely letting him know I would be staying here with for a while longer." Draco said. A loud roar then purring sound came from behind Draco as Severus turned sharply and zoomed off in the opposite direction.

The Quileute boys simply shrugged off their curiosity and Paul suggested they go to the beach for a little bit. They decided to walk and the group walked down the dirt road. "So where exactly are you from?" Sam asked Draco as he walked beside the smaller male.

Draco kicked a pebble in front of them and answered. "I'm from Britain." He said vaguely. Nobody noticed his lack of want to discuss his past and they kept pushing. "I lived in Malfoy Manor." He said, effectively pushing the conversation away from his exact location on to something they knew they would actually pay attention to and not realize he was changing the conversation.

Jacob whistled and Seth spoke up for the first time. "You lived in a Manor?" He asked excitably. He had to be the youngest of the group, probably closer to Draco's age then the others. Draco had just turned eighteen and he was sure that Paul and Sam were at least 25... He thought.

"Is that so hard to believe?" Draco asked as he raised his eyebrows at Seth. Seth blushed and looked away. The second youngest (looking) of the group, Collin ruffled his hand through Seth's hair.

He turned around to walk backwards so he could talk face to face to Draco. "Where are you going to school at?" He asked, hope in voice at the thought that he would be going to their school. Then he remembered it was for the Reservation kids only.

"I'll be going to Forks High." He said with a look of disgust on his face. "Who names a town after silverware anyway?"

The only answer he received was the barking laughs of the good-looking tan boys around him.

Author's Note: Say good-bye to Severus! He won't be in it for a little while... even though I love him so much!