A/N:

I want you guys to give me a

challenge.

Think up of a Hogwarts (Preferably the students, they're more fun!) pair that is

weird and out there,

let's see if I can make a

one shot.

Whattaya say?

Besides I've got time, this has 43 chapter and 13 on the sequel so far, so,

gimme a challenge!

TO: yamisangel101

Veela are a race of semi-human, semi-magical creatures reminiscent of the Sirens of Greek mythology. They appear to be young, beautiful human women, and their appearance and especially their dance are magically seductive to almost all males. When Veela are angry, however, they transform into something more like Harpies — their faces turn into cruel-beaked bird heads and long scaly wings burst from their shoulders, and they can launch balls of fire from their hand.

Rating: R

Warnings: Course language, anal, Male/Male, and Male/Female pairings, Rimming, Oral sex, Sexual situations in uncomfortable settings, Spoilers to Harry Potter books and movies, Drug use (Fred and George's potions not like, weed :S) incest, rape, violence, use of alcohol, character death and possibly more later.

Parings: DOMINANT/SUBMISSIVE Draco/Harry, Seamus/Colin, Ron/Hermione, Dean/Ginny, Harry/Ginny, Draco/Astoria, Blaise/Pansy, Luna/Neville, Charlie/Anasks, Noah/Dennis, Nott/Draco, Phoenix/Alexis, Danny/George, Bill/Fleur, Arthur/Molly, Alex/Colin and possibly more later.

. . . Story Begins. . .

They stumbled in the house, cut, bruised and bloodied. Mr. Weasley quickly casted a patronus and send it off turning to the others. "If you are hurt, please see-"

"Me" Danny cut in standing up straight. "I 'ave a lot of experience in 'ealing. I've been training to become a 'ealer" They nodded and a lined formed, Alex pulling random potions from his pocket. Everyone was treated quickly and the Anderson's all sat together in a far corner. Their tent out back more than definitely destroyed.

"You're welcome to stay." Mrs. Weasley whispered. "Your boy's can have Ron's Room, and the girls are welcome to share with Ginny. The Delacour's are in Percy's room, Bill and Charlie in his. Any leftovers are welcome to go to Charlie's room." Danny sat next to her twin and sighed, looking at her hands.

"Actually I believe ve vill be 'eading 'ome. Ve should get Gabby back to our place." They turned to the shivering girl attached to Fleur's arm.

"Oh, alright then." Mr. Weasley said a little disappointed.

"Hey George, you didn't go up to be healed, weren't you hurt?" Ginny asked him, giving a questioning look. All eyes turned to the boy.

"Uh, yea but I'm fine, really." Danny gnawed on her lip and fidgeted. She didn't like the thought of him being hurt.

"Aww! Zat's so cute!" Gabby squealed, looking over her sister's arms to the stairs. Everyone else turned and gave a small smile. Noah was on the bottom step, leaning against the wall with Dennis curled up on his lap. The younger boy had both arms around the other's waist and the shorter's head was nestled in a slim neck.

The sandy blonde cracked an eye open and made a quiet shushing sound, rubbing the smaller boy's back. "Ee fell asleep." They nodded in understanding.

"Now back to your wound" Fred said slinging an arm around his brother smirking, the other groaned. "Why is it that you won't let us heal you? It's in an embarrassing spot isn't it?" George punched his brother's arm and glared, his twin laughing. "I knew it!" A snort was heard from the opposite side of the room and Alex looked at him in amusement.

"You not the one, by any chance-" He started, a true Slytherin smirk appearing "- that yelled, 'Aww, fuck that was my arse you bloody git!'" George's face turned the colour of his hair and his father snorted. Alexis swatted her son's arm.

"Vatch your language young man." He turned to her and gave a genuine smile.

"Sorry mum, next time I'll say it in French." He laughed and ducked out of her way but received a cuff on the back of his head by his eldest sibling. "Ow! I was only kidding! Jeez!" He rubbed his head and pushed his glasses back up him nose, mumbling to the ground.

"How bad was it George?" Mrs. Weasley asked, worry etched on her face, he coughed and looked away.

"I'm fine, and even if I wasn't, which I am, I would NOT drop my pants in front of all these people." She rolled her eyes at him.

"Oh please half of us have seen you at one point or another!" He paled

"What?"

"I gave birth to you, your father potty trained you, Ginny's walked in on you, Fred has the same body and Bill and Charlie helped your father with training you two!" He groaned.

"Well I'd rather not have Fleur's family see my arse mother!" his face was in his hands, Alex and Fred laughing hysterically.

"OW! Dammit! Would you people stop hitting me?" Alex yelled glaring at Danny. He felt a kick to his side and hissed glaring over his shoulder at a very pissed looking Noah.

"You woke him up you bloody git! He finally calmed down!" the youngest Anderson growled out. Mr. Weasley flinched suddenly remembering that they were only 14 and one a muggle born. He wondered if he was slightly traumatized.

"Why don't you two head up to Ron's room and get some rest, it's getting late. It's the room at the very top of all the stairs." Noah nodded and helped his boyfriend stand.

"Micheal, you too, I vant you to stay vis your twin." Mike sighed and stood, grumbling up the stairs. Fleur said goodbye to her mother, father and sister before following Anasks to Charlie's room. Danny was to bunk with Ginny, Alexis headed back to her mother's for the night. Charlie took Percy's room with a bit of complaining. Fred and George just went to their own rooms and Bill and Alex into his.

Mrs. Weasley ended up putting Mike in Percy's room with Charlie, grumbling on about how she didn't want anyone alone.

"And for peats sake George get your wound checked, you're limping!" He groaned and thumped up to his room the rest following, Danny motioned for Ginny to go ahead and knocked on the twins' door.

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George pulled off his shirt and pants, his twin already dressed when there was a knock on the door. "Fred can you get that? I'm not really dressed."

"Nope!" The twin replied climbing up to the top bunk and plopping down. The other sighed and pulled the door open glaring over his shoulder. He heard a squeak and stiffened, turning to the front.

"Uh, s-sorry to intrude." The blonde whispered forcing her eyes closed. The redhead jumped behind the door sticking just his head out. Fred laughed from the bunk receiving the 'bird' from his brother.

"Uh, yea, what's up?" She cracked an eye opened and sighed, only being able to see his head, hand and forearm.

"Your mozer sent me up to check on zee vound." The blue eyed boy's face reddened. He cleared his throat ignoring his brother's howls of laughter.

"Really, I'm alright." She glared at him and he stiffened.

"No you are not! I am not an imbeeceel! I know ven my mate is 'urt!" Fred's laughing stopped.

"Wait . . . mate?" He looked between them and blinked, He watched her glare intensify and his brother 'eep' quickly moving out of the way, door opening further.

"Aright, alright, just don't peck my eyes out!" George yelped at her. She smiled smugly and stepped in.

"Uh, I think I need to use the loo." Fred said hopping off his bed and scrambling out of the room a bewildered and amused look on his face. George cleared his throat and rubbed the back of his head. She flicked her wand causing the door to close so it was only about an inch open. He raised a brow at her.

"Turn around and grab zee board of zee top bunk please."

"Uh, I'd rather not." The redhead said frowning slightly, averting eye contact. He felt a twitch down south and forced himself to picture Umbridge making gushing noises towards him. He sighed on the inside when the desire in his abdomen subsided.

"Fine, zen I vill just pull your bottoms off all zee way." She reached out and he yelped, quickly turning and grabbing the top bunk, the damn desire back. "Much better. Zank you." He heard her shift behind him and his eyes widened when a hand pushed the bottom of his boxer's up his legs, before letting the one on his right leg fall back down.

"Uh, what are you doing?" She rolled her eyes and pressed her finger to a spot just under the redheads left arse cheek. He hissed and snapped his eyes shut. Oh, right, the gash.

"Zis is worse zan I 'ad zought." He frowned and kept his eyes closed, body tense. "Relax and spread your legs vould you? I'm not going to 'urt you." He flushed and spread his feet a fair distance apart.

"It's not you hurting me I'm worried about." He whispered and she smirked.

"By zee way George, my siblings and I all 'ave excellent 'earing." He groaned and banged his head against the top bunk, keeping it there to rest between his hands. "Vut are you nervous about?" He shrugged and bit back a moan, the gentle hands lightly massaging his leg on either side of the wound.

One hand disappeared and he hissed when it returned, pressing something into his leg. He opened his eyes and glared at his semi erection, he was in pain, it should go away, but she continued to massage him with her one hand. Soon both hands began their torturous rubbing and a light kiss was placed on the small of his back.

He felt her stand and went to move but the hands on his shoulders stopped him. He moaned when the fingers worked his muscles, sending tingles and shocked of pleasure through his body. The blonde smirked when her mate's breathing slowly began to become laboured. The Veela leaned forwards and pressed a kiss between his shoulder blades sliding her hands up and into the other's hair, massaging the scalp.

"That feels really good." The boy groaned his body finally relaxing. She smiled and moved her hands down his back before sliding between him and the bed. Blue eyes locked with slightly duller ones and the male's breathing hitched.

His hands remained on his brother's bed and he stared down at her. His eyes widened when her arms wrapped around his lower back, pulling them close. He let out a strangled cry when the hardening member pushed against her. The redhead blushed and went to pull away.

"Vait, please?" He stopped and looked down at the angelic girl. His hands fell from the top bunk and ran down her sides, resting on thin hips. Their blue eyes locked and his vision started to go fuzzy. She was so beautiful. He was mildly surprised when he realized his eyes were closed and had his mouth pressed lightly to her.

"Uh, knock, knock. Can I come back in my room now?" Danny let out a low growl at Fred's interruption.

"Hey, none of that, it is his room after all." She nodded and pulled him down into a quick kiss before opening the door, glaring at the twin and heading upstairs.

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Noah tucked Dennis into the bed Harry had once occupied and climbed into Ron's, watching the other's breathing become even. He smiled and closed his eyes. Even through the chaos he still felt peace whenever he was near Dennis. Not to mention he felt so damn over protective of him. He'd have to talk to his mother whenever he saw her next.

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Alexis stepped out of the fire place and heard a shocked yell. The two boys on the couch pulled back blushing. The older woman raised her brow at them.

"Vere is your mozer?"

"O-out shopping with my Grandma." He saw the worried expression on her face. It was eight o'clock and already she was exhausted.

"Alright, I vill just 'ave to tell you. Zere vas an attack at zee Veasley vedding." Colin's eyes widened and he gripped his boyfriend's shirt.

"Dennis!"

"Is fine. Noah took a very good job taking care of 'im. Zey are all 'aving an early night's sleep and I plan to do so myself." She locked eyes with Seamus. "Do not go to zee Veasley's 'ouse, I 'ave a feeling it is being vatched now." Seamus nodded in understanding. She wanted to make sure Colin would stay there. Mrs. Anderson left and the blonde let out a sob of relief, head burrowing in the Irish man's neck.

When his mother came home he had explained the situation to her but was surprised when she wasn't all that worried. But then again, Dennis was fine.

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Draco looked up at Nott with a horror stricken face, sheets tangled around his bare body.

"Now now Draco, don't look so frightened. It's not like we're going to do anything you haven't already done." The blonde whimpered and tried to shuffle back to no avail. He watched as the dark haired boy pulled his shirt over his head and straddled the other boy. Draco tried to sack him and let out a pained gasp when a fist collided with his jaw.

"Now listen here pretty boy." He spat, grabbing the blonde's chin in a bruising grip. "You will do as I say or I will make sure the Dark Lord knows just how 'in love' you are with Potter, how if he asked, you'd gladly jump sides. Because that's true isn't it?" The blonde paled and was laughed at. "So will you do as I say? Or are you going to piss the Dark lord off?"

Draco gulped and squeezed his eyes shut, lifting his hips to push against the other. "Good." Nott whispered leaning in to capture the plump lips, the blonde responding immediately.

HMMM Colmus or Sealin? (Seamus and Colin . . . no idea what to call it :S (I've never seen it done before! Ysy I invented a new one!( I think :S))) wow lots of brackets ((((boogers)))) heh