Together

Harry awoke in the morning in an unfamiliar room. It took him a few seconds to remember what happened the night before. It brought a smile to his face and he looked over at his sleeping mate. He chuckled softly at seeing the dark lord drooling all over his pillow.

Then he remembered that he was supposed to be at Hogwarts.

“Shit!” Harry exclaimed, throwing off the covers and getting dressed.

“Huh?” Tom said drowsily from the bed.

“I have to go!” Harry exclaimed.

“Huh- oh! Shit, you were supposed to go back last night,” Tom said, getting up and changing.

Harry gave Tom a quick peck on the lips before hissing the password for the ring portkey leaving Tom wondering why he was in such a hurry. Tom shrugged it off and went to go have breakfast.

When Harry got back to the Shrieking Shack he ran through the tunnel. It took forever but he finally made it back to the castle. Not having his invisibility cloak he had to sneak to his common room. Praying nobody knew he was missing that night, he said the password to the Common Room and was going to head straight for the dormitory but was stopped by two worried looking ex-best friends. Dumbledore no doubt knew he was missing if those two knew.

“Harry!” Hermione exclaimed, getting up from the couch and making her way to Harry.

Hermione threw her arms around Harry’s neck and hugged him. Harry just stood there and hoped it would end soon. Well, the hug not his life.

“Get off me!” Harry finally said seeing that Hermione wouldn’t let go.

She still wouldn’t let go and Harry then noticed wandering hands. It seemed as though she was looking for something. Harry pushed her off and she fell to the ground. Ron rushed to go help up his girlfriend while glaring at Harry.

“What’s your problem, mate?” Ron asked, standing up with Hermione.

“I’m not your ‘mate’ Ron and don’t you ever call me that again. I have a mate and it is most definitely not you,” Harry growled.

Ron blinked. “Mate? As in soul mate?”

Shit. Harry knew he shouldn’t have said that.

“Yes, not that it’s any of your business. Now I have to go get ready so I’ll see you later, unfortunately,” Harry muttered the last part.

Ron looked as though he was going to say something else but Harry ignored him and went to the seventh year dormitories. He got a clean change of clothes and went into the shower. The hot water felt good on his tense muscles. He sighed washed up the got dressed.

When he finished he shower it was around six thirty. Breakfast should be ready for those who tend to get up early so Harry went to go eat breakfast. Noticing that Draco and Ellie were already there, he went to go eat with the Slytherins.

“Hey Ellie, hey Draco,” Harry said sitting down beside Ellie and across from Draco.

“Hey Harry,” Ellie and Draco said at the same time, Ellie grinning.

“Guess what Harry?” Ellie asked, bouncing up and down in her seat.

“What?” Harry asked.

“I’m going to enter the Talent show come November!” Ellie said, grinning and looking so much like her grandmother.

November couldn’t come quick enough, Harry decided. Maybe he should enter the talent show to. He was never very talented but he did love to sing.

With a sigh Harry decided he wasn’t hungry and went to his first class: Potions, Ellie and Draco following closely behind him.

November 1st:

It was finally November and that night Harry would be going to see Tom. Tomorrow would be the start of his training with Ali and the seventh would be the talent show. Right now Harry was on his way to his first class, DADA with Professor Moore. He sat down next to Draco; Ellie sat in front of him in the first desk.

“Hello class,” Ali said, entering the room with a grin. “I wanted you to know that today we will be learning about dark and light veela. I had decided to add them to the curriculum. Now who can tell me about a dark veela?”

Harry’s hand shot up just as fast as Hermione’s, shocking the know-it-all very much.

“Mr. Potter,” Ali said, pointing at Harry.

“Dark veela are very attractive, though with a darker, more lustful kind of pull. They find their mates through smell. They can perform magic like any wizard though they have their own brand as well as wizarding magic, though their wizarding magic is stronger. They are stronger then normal humans, though not quite so much as creatures like vampires. They have a keen sense of smell as to find their mate and sense danger and emotions,” Harry said.

Hermione looked at him in shock. She didn’t even know so much about dark veela.

“Wow, really? I didn’t even know so much about dark veela,” Ali said.

Harry blushed and looked down a bit. He knew now that he’d said to much.

“Now, who can tell me about light veela?” Ali asked.

This time Draco’s hand shot up as fast as Hermione’s.

“Mr. Malfoy,” Ali called.

“Light veela are attractive, though it is a more romantic attraction. They, unlike dark veela, find their mate through singing. Like dark veela they have their own brand of magic that is the same as dark veela though they use a lighter kind of magic. Their wizarding magic is also stronger then normal wizards but they are better at light magic,” Harry snickered at this causing Draco to glare at him for a second. “They have a keen sense of hearing as to find their mate,” Draco finished.

“Where do you two learn about these things?” Ali asked.

“Yeah. Your descriptions were detailed and some them not found in any book that I’ve read,” Hermione said, her brows furrowed in thought.

“Guesses?” Harry and Draco said at the same time.

“Whatever,” Hermione muttered and crossed her arms.

Draco and Harry grinned at each other.

Eventually classes were over and Harry, followed by Ellie, retired to the Room of Requirement while Draco went to the Slytherin common room. Ellie tapped Harry on the shoulder. Harry stopped and turned around to see a grinning Ellie.

“Can I come with you?” Ellie said.

Harry wanted to say ‘no’ and spend some time with Tom alone but it was her dad and her home so Harry said ‘yes’. They both made it to the Room of Requirement. When they made it there Ellie decided that then was a perfect time to ask questions.

“Is what you said about dark veela true?” Ellie asked.

“Yeah,” Harry said. “I think I said too much though. I’m sure Hermione’s suspicious.”

“Yeah, probably. She thinks she knows it all but ha! You got her there. Some of what you said isn’t known by wizards because Veela usually like to stay away from wizards though the occasional one does seem to like humans,” Ellie said, still grinning.

Harry smiled. “Let’s get going.”

Ellie put a finger on the ring and Harry whispered the password. They were instantly taken to Slytherin Manor. There they were met by the smiling face of Tom. Ellie ran up and gave her dad a big hug. It was then that Harry noticed Ali standing behind Tom grinning. When Ellie finished up with hugging her dad she went and gave her grandmother a big hug too.

“What, I don’t get a hug?” Harry asked pretending to be hurt.

Tom came over and gave Harry a hug before kissing him warmly on the lips. Harry put him arms around Tom’s neck to deepen the kiss and Tom wrapped his arms around Harry’s waist and pulled him closer.

Ali and Ellie wolf whistled, reminding Harry and Tom to remember that they were there. Harry and Tom pulled apart, both blushing.

“That was hot,” Ali said, smirking.

Ellie nodded in agreement. Harry laughed and Tom scowled.

With Dumbles…

Dumbledore was being… well, Dumbledore, and was eating lemon drops and waiting for his faithful pawns to come and give their Potter Report. Basically that was their report on how Potter was acting and what he was doing.

A minute later one of his thing-a-mu-jigs starting lighting up and told the names of those right outside his door. It was Weasley and Granger. The thingy became inactive and he called for them to come in.

They entered and took a seat in front of the desk after Dumbledore motioned for them to do so.

“So, what has Potter been up to?” Dumbledore asked.

“He’s been getting along with the Slytherins, namely that Riddle girl and Malfoy,” Ron said scathingly.

“He and Malfoy also knew a lot about veela; Potter knowing about dark veela a bit more then any books tell of. Malfoy knew about light veela, also a suspicious amount that books don’t say,” Hermione said. “The teacher, Professor Moore, didn’t say much about it and went on teaching class.”

Dumbledore ran his fingers through his beard. Something was going on, and he would find out what it was before then end, that was for certain.

“You can go. Report if anything else suspicious happens,” Dumbledore said.

Granger and Weasley left in silence, knowing that Dumbledore wanted to think and that meant to leave him alone.

What Dumbledore was thinking about was how Potter and Malfoy knew so much about veela, more then most wizards. He’d have to ask Granger to tell him exactly what the two had said about veela but that could wait. For now he would come up with theories.

Malfoy was more then likely a light veela. That would explain his light hair and why so many were attracted to him. Grey or silver eyes were common among light veela and Malfoy had just that; grey eyes. His father looked like an older version of him to.

But Potter, Potter was a mystery that Dumbledore was desperate to solve. How the boy knew so much he didn’t know; his father had no creature blood and his mother was a muggleborn so there was no way he could be a dark veela. Dark hair and various shades of green in eye color were the shared trait among dark veela. But family history showed that he wasn’t a dark veela. Then how could he have known so much about them?

With Draco…

The talent show… what could he do for it? Yeah, he could sing but… should he sing? Draco shook his head in frustration. He couldn’t decide what to do for the talent show. He’d gotten a letter from his father the previous morning saying that he wanted to come watch Draco in the talent show. Translation: enter the talent show and show those idiots what a Malfoy can do.

Ever since then Draco had been trying to think of what he could do for the talent show. Then it hit him. How come he hadn’t thought of it before? He could draw!

Grinning, Draco ran straight to his room and started to draw something for the talent show. He would make his father proud yet. Though with his style, he might make several people a bit afraid of him or his artwork one.

Draco went to his trunk and got out a nice, clean piece of muggle paper. Yes, muggle paper. He found that muggle art supplies were better then using a quill and yellowish parchment.

He started with a head, the face contorted in agony. The arms were in the figures hair, wrenching at it as though to stop whatever hell had befallen it. The figure was hunched over on its knees. Its clothes were ripped and its chest was covered by its elbows. There was no way to tell if it was a man or a woman. Next he drew blood. Blood covered the figure in various spots as well as the ground. Draco drew in a few other figures that were mere shadows. The only details visible were their eyes which looked evil and malicious. There was one lone figure standing far away from the crowd around the first figure and it looked sympathetic.

The picture was far from done. It was only a rough sketch and minor details so far but it looked pretty good. It took about forty minutes to get the sketch of it right. Draco decided he would do some more of it tomorrow. For now, he was hungry and wanted dinner. He already knew Harry was gone; he had told Draco in the last class.


A/N: Yay! I finally wrote chapter 11. It took forever to write. Not much to say really… well, sorry for not updating earlier but with school and spring break… sorry. Like it, love it, hate it? Plz review! Cookies for the good little peoples who review but monkey poop for those who flame.