Story: Tout le Monde
Chapter: 6
Story rating: M
Beta- None
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

Author's Note: Thanks to the following for the reviews! I loved them all! SanityIsOverRatedGONUTS, InvisibaJones, AngelOfVengeance8, Lw117149, DracoSheikahCharaJutsu, kitty tokyo uzumaki, and HeidiFox!

Rant Time!

I feel like a short rant (Edward Elric much?) about the first flame I've ever recieved...

Firstly OF COURSE IT'S ANNONOMYUS! They just don't want me to track them down! Secondly, they stopped at Chapter four! They couldn't even finish all of it! Here is the exact message:

Well (that was he/she/its 'name was')

I tried...I seriously, seriously tried. This story is just a mess. Your writing sounds like something that came from a 14 year old. Get a very talented beta...Very, very talented beta

If I could say one thing to that person it would be this: I AM A FOURTEEN YEAR OLD THANK YOU VERY MUCH! I take that as a compliment! Fourteen year olds can be awesome writters so I'd find a new way to insult people!

Sorry for blowing up like that... here is your reward for listening/reading!

Chapter 5

Draco shook hands with the coven leader, a comforting tingle racing across his hand at the touch of another magical creature. It had been a long time since he had been around another creature, and they were extremely comforting to Veelas, expecially the sub. type.

"I'm Draco Malfoy, thanks for inviting me over. Your house is truely beautiful." Draco complimented and Carllisle smiled comfortingly at Draco as he pulled his hand back.

"Thanks, when you've lived as long as I have money just seems to build up." He said good-naturely. He sat down on one of the couches and patted the seat beside him. "Have a seat, we have much to dissuse." Draco happily complied, sitting as close as normal to the oldest vampire. His magical properties were the strongest in the room, having been 'magical' the longest. Peter came and sat on the other side of him.

Riley and Jasper sat side-by-side on one of the loveseats, while Edward and Emmett did the same on the other. All eyes turned to Draco, waiting for him to start. Draco glanced at Carlisle for permission to speak and the elder vampire nodded and put a comforting hand on Draco's knee, causing it to tingle pleasantly.

Draco smiled wrly before speaking. "As Peter figured out, I am a full blooded male Veela. It wasn't thought to be possible, and that's why I am so 'special'. Veelas and vampires have a special relationship." He looked them all in the eyes as he spoke, his gaze sending washes of comfort to them. His eyes wandered to Peter as he spoke the next part. "Some of you already know this, but for the few who don't I'll tell you."

Emmett, Jasper, Riley, and Edward nodded the ones who had no idea what he was talking about with the veela and vampire relationship. "Its sort of..." Draco looked to Carlisle to find a way to describe to them that they wouldn't get the wrong idea.

"It's kind of like a master servent relationship." Carlisle said, and Draco winced at his bluntness. Everyone looked at Draco in wonder, except for Emmett. He tilted his head to the side and narrowed his eyes playfully at Draco.

"So Draco's our slave?" Emmett asked suggestively, expecting Draco to blush at his tone.

Instead Draco smirked his legendary Malfoy smirk that had been passed down for generations. He replied in a tone just as suggestive to correct the confused vampire

"Incorrect Emmett. Your mine"

Jacob paced in his bedroom, anxious to find out what sort of powers Draco possesed to make even Sam have doubts about his imprint, the only for the pack leader. Finally tired of pacing he decided to head out to the woods for a run, hoping no one else had that idea either. He could deal with thinking about Draco, but he didn't like it when two or three other people's thoughts, that were projected in his head, drifted towardes the blond as well.

Not only was it slightly disturbing, but it made an unfamilar twing of jelously creep into his chest. He knew that it wasn't their fault and that he had no right to be jelous, but it came in the wolf package.

Once outside he transformed into his wolf form. He pawed the ground restlessly as he searched his mind and the area around him to see if any of the others were in their wolf forms. He felt Quil, who polietly transformed back into human, having heard Jacobs's frustration at not being alone. Jacob felt guilty that he chased his best friend away, but was thankful all the same.

He ran fast to the beach, before checking through the trees to make sure no one was there. The coast was clear and he ran up to the salty water. He instinctively sniffed at the water, his nose wrinkled at the stong salty smell and he lifted his head to scan the water. He saw it too was empty and decided to go for a swim.

Swimming in wolf form was one of the most interesting and fun parts of being a werewolf. He paddled around, every once and a while dipped his head below the surface. He saw a few fish swimming around, none close to the scary wolf. Jacob let his mind blank as he focussed on the splashing of his chocolate limbs.

Thirty minutes later he started to feel uneasy. He felt as though somebody was watching him. He paddled back to the shore where he shook the water off his fur. His hackles stood up on the back of his neck as he once again felt uncomfortable eyes on him. A low growl formed in his throat as he turned around to scan the forest in front of him.

He saw a bright flash of red hair along with a black haired man and blond one too. Then he smelled them, the sweet sugary smell that was undeniably vampire. Jacob knew they were on Quiluite land, therefor not one of the pesky Cullens they weren't allowed to attack. They knew better than to stand on their land boarders, not to mention near the center of it.

Jacob tilted his head back and howled out four deep howls, the signal for vampires on their land. The red head's eyes widened and she turned to face the only black vampire Jacob had ever seen. She wasn't paying attenion to the lunging Jacob, who got purchase on the red's head's shoulder. Her eyes flashed dangerously and she smirked, knowing that the othe two would come to her rescue.

Her eyes widened as she realized the two were fleeing. In a life and death situation, they abandoned her. Jacob pulled, hard and her limb ripped off. She hit a tree, momentarily stunned as the werewolf went for her head. He snapped it quickly in a presice kill. He knew if he didn't burn her she would re-form in roughly three hours. He had time to chase down the other two.

He traced their scent, a mix of vampire along with strong emotions of fear and confusions. So they didn't know what he was? Good, then they wouldn't know his weaknessess or the fact there was six more of him. He caught up to them and circled them dangerously. He saw their eyes shifting around wairly, trying to find an escape.

When they saw none, they looked at each other out of the corner of their bloodred eyes. The black one nodded, so small that if he wasn't a werewolf, he wouldn't have noticed. Barely a second later and they had their arms around Jacob in a deathly grip. They started to squeeze hard, bruising his ribs in merely a few seconds. His ribs were about to break as he let out a loud wail of pain.

In the next second the black one was ripped off Jacob, followed by the blond one. Jacob stood gingerly to see Jared and Paul pinning each of the vampires by the neck, about to snap their necks off. Jacob transformed back into human form just in time.

"Wait!" Jacob said, and the two vampires and werewolves looked at Jacob. "Are you willing to awnser our questions?" Jacob asked, wanting to know whether or not they might be connected to Draco in anyway.

The blond one sneered before saying, "Like we would tell you anything!" He was cut off from continuing when Jared put more pressure on his throat.

The black one looked at Jacob in defeat, all the while glancing at the blond. "If I tell you, do you promise to let us go?" Jacob shrugged as though to say, 'depends on what you say'. He continued in a rush. 'We were hired to track and then kill someone."

"Who?" Jacob asked, fearing the answer.

"Draco Malfoy."

Author's Note: My computer (Colby) is being sent in to be fixed! Please keep him in your thoughts as you go through out your day! I'm on my mom's laptop and have been anytime she hasn't needed it! I had to originally write this on the actual fanfiction website and change it to document to edit and such... so please ignore any errors!

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