The Library

Harry looked up at the many shelves that towered over his head. The four walls were covered in archaic, old and new books, until not an inch of wall could be seen. A small corridor led from the large room to attach onto another room full of books. Ledgers below certain shelves told the lookers what kind of books could be found in that section.

Currently Harry was stood underneath a ledger with the title Powerful Human Half-Breeds, Veelas, Elves, Vampires, etc. His arms already full with interesting books. Then finally he picked up one last book titled A Guide to Veelas, for their Mates, What to expect. He turned to the couches to find a place to sit. Dudley was sat in the middle of one, his huge girth taking up the rest of the room and Draco was sprawled out on another. Harry opted to sit with Draco. He sat behind Draco's long legs and put the rest of his books on the floor picking up the top one.

"What are you doing down there?" Draco asked raising one thin eyebrow.

"I'm sitting and I'm quite comfortable thank you very much." Harry said back sticking his tongue out.

"If you don't intend to use that for more recreational activities then put it away." Draco pulled Harry closer by his waist and laid him along his muscled body, Draco snapped his book shut and laid the tome carefully onto the floor.

"Which book have you got there?" the Veela asked his small mate.

"A Guide To Veelas, For Their Mates, What to expect."

"Interesting, if you need help with any information just ask, okay beautiful?"

"Sure." Harry murmured opening the book to its first page.

Soon the room was filled with the occasional turning of pages. Draco sat silently holding his newly found mate close. Dreading the fact that Harry could just go home with his cousin and not turn back once. His life lay in the hands of an amazing seventeen-year-old elf and there was nothing he could do about it.

"Draco?" Harry asked, his musical voice filling the room.

"Hmm…"

"It says here, that if a Veelas mate tells the Veela that he or she doesn't want them, then that Veela will become violently ill for three days and then…"

"Die?"

"Yes, is that true?" Harry looked up into silver eyes, which looked down at him as if he were a precious possession.

"It is." The blonde Veela confirmed stroking Harry's hair.

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"I wanted your decision to be just that, your decision. I didn't want you to accept me just because you thought you were saving someone's life. I wanted you to like me because of me."

"Oh. I'm still thinking about it, but unless you do something majorly wrong then all signs are pointing to yes."

"And what counts as majorly wrong?"

"If you hit me, or a house-elf that doesn't deserve it, or if you kill someone, or if there's someone locked up in one of those dungeons or if you use one of the Unforgivables."

"Well I can honestly say that I have never used an Unforgivable, the only things which are in the dungeons are bones and various torture equipment, I have never killed anyone and at the moment there is no one that I want to kill, and as to hitting a house-elf well I've always treated them with respect."

"And what about hitting me?"

"Well such a bruise would mar your perfect and flawless skin." Draco whispered running his knuckles over Harry's rosy cheek.

"E-excuse me?" Dudley stuttered pulling the two from their haze, "You just mentioned the Unforgivables, and this book has mentioned them a few times too where can I get information on them?"

"I think that there is a book explaining them in the next room under Dark Curses."

The 'beefy' boy nodded and plodded into the next room.

"We'll need to go home soon, so I can drop Dudley off and go collect my things."

"So you are staying?"

"Yes, if, that's alright with you." Draco smiled and kissed Harry's cheek softly.

"Don't you usually go to stay with the Weasle- I mean the Weasleys?"

"In a way yes."

"Won't you need to leave a note explaining where you are?"

"Yes I suppose, is there a way to only let one person open the envelope?"

"It depends who you want to give it to,"

"Remus Lupin, I think he'll understand the most."

"He's the werewolf isn't he?"

"Yes, why? What's that got to do with anything?"

"Well somewhere in here there is a spell that detects a werewolf, so if you put that on the envelope then anyone else who tries to open it will get simultaneously hexed, it's not the same every time either so sometimes it'll take time to work out the counter curse."

"That's brilliant, I'll start working on the letter and you can go find that spell."

"Okay."

Half an hour later the trio was ready to leave the manor, they would drop Dudley off, go collect Harry's things and send the letter to Remus. Harry hand his arms around Draco's waist and Dudley had hold of Draco's arm. They decided that it wasn't worth setting up an unauthorised portkey again so instead they were apparating.

"One, Two, Three." Harry felt Draco spin slightly and the world went dark, Harry felt his ribs being pushed into his organs and the brief sensation of not being able to breathe. It only lasted a second and when Harry opened his eyes he noticed that they were stood in the Dursleys living room, Vernon and Petunia looking at them like they were ghosts.

"You okay Dudley?" Harry asked pulling away from the blonde.

"Yeah, I'll help you with your stuff come on." Harry followed a slightly dazed Dudley up to his small room.

"You're famous aren't you in your world?" Dudley asked picking up the parchments and carefully handing them to his cousin.

"Yes I am, when I was a baby I almost defeated Voldermort that's where my scar came from, then when I started Hogwarts in my first year I defeated him again and got the Philosophers stone which he was trying to use to become immortal, then in second year he possessed a friend of mine and tried to kill all the muggleborns in the school with a huge snake, I stopped him again, then in fourth year I was kidnapped and one of his servants used my blood to help him rise back to power, in fifth year he sent me visions and his followers killed my Godfather, in sixth year his followers broke into the school and long story short I finally killed Voldermort."

"You did all that?" Dudley asked his mouth falling open.

"With friends of course." Harry looked into his almost packed trunk and pulled out a book, "Here, its newspaper clippings from the past twenty years, the book will magically update its self every year." He passed the book to Dudley and shut his trunk.

"Thanks,"

"I'm only lending it to you, I trust you to keep it in good condition, maybe you could come to the Manor sometime we can become friends or something." Harry shrugged and made his trunk levitate after him and out the door.

"Yeah that sounds good." They walked down stairs in silence and walked into the living room.

"Are you packed?" Draco asked standing up to hold onto Harry's arm.

"Yes."

"And the letter?"

"Sent."

"Good. Goodbye Dudley, Mr. and Mrs. Dursley." Harry put one arm around Draco's waist and held onto his trunk with the other allowing Draco to portkey them away.

"Why did you invite them over with me? What was the point?" Harry asked with a small frown.

"Well at first I just wanted them to know how you were going to live and I wanted them to be jealous of you because they deserve it." Draco held Harry's hand in his and smiled down at his mate.

"But...?"

"But then I realised that they deserve more then a healthy dose of jealous y because of the way they treat you. Nobody deserves what they did to you."

"It was nothing; they were never really horrible just a bit of verbal abuse."

"I bet you didn't even deserve that."

"I dunno, they would always tell me that I deserved it."
"Did you ever do something wrong though?"

"I don't think so at least not according to Hermione or Ron."

"Exactly. I never thought that your cousin would change the way that he did, in just a few short hours as well."

"Yeah, I think Dudley's always been like that just following the crowd, when we were both younger he would try to please my Uncle as much as possible, you know, doing what he said."

"I definitely know what you mean I did that with my Mother and Father."

"I'm glad that they are not here now," Harry paused for a second before continuing his sentence, "What would they have done if they were here when you found out that I was your mate?"

"Harry," Draco wrapped his arms around his smaller mate and kissed the crown of his head, "I don't know but I'm glad that I never have to find out. I'm sure it wouldn't have been anything good."

"Remus, there's a letter for you. It's from Harry." Mrs Weasley said while bustling into the sitting room of Number Twelve Grimmauld Place. Ron jumped up and took the letter first while Remus just sat there amused by the Weasleys antics. But then Ron yelped and dropped the envelope on the floor his face covered in green boils.

"On the back it says, only to be opened by Remus Lupin," Molly said with a slight laugh waving her wand at Ron and the boils disappeared slowly. Remus picked the letter up and opened it,

Dear Moony,

You're probably thinking 'Why is Harry writing me a letter when we'll be seeing each other soon?' Well last night I came into my inheritance, I was expecting a power boost but it seems I have some Elven blood in me because I am now a Dark-Elf. The weird thing is that while I was almost flooring the Dursley's house, some one came into my room and helped me through the process. It was Draco Malfoy…

Remus' eyebrows shot up into his greying hairline but he continued to read.

It seems that Draco is a Veela and I am his mate as well as he being my mate. Last night he took the Dursley's and me to Malfoy Manor to help sway my opinion of him. It worked because I am now falling deeply in love with him. I am living at Malfoy Manor with Draco, by my own free will. So please do not try to come and rescue me I am happy where I am and who I'm with, please tell Ron and Hermione that I will see them on the train.

Love

Harry

"What's it say Remus?" Hermione asked putting the large book she was reading down onto her knees.

"Harry came into his inheritance, he is a Dark-Elf, his mate is a Veela and he is now living with them at their Manor, he says he will see you all on the Platform."

"Who's the Veela?" Ron asked his voice getting a slightly jealous edge.

"You won't like it Ron…"

"Who?" Hermione asked leaning forward slightly.

"Draco Malfoy." Her eyes widened and her jaw dropped as a heavy thud announced that Ron had fainted and fallen onto the floor.

"Oh my." Mrs Weasley said sitting down on the nearest chair.

"What exactly does the letter say; will you read it out to us?" Hermione asked folding her arms. Remus read the letter and by the time he was finished Ron was wide awake and staring open mouthed at the parchment in his ex-professors hand.

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