Harry Potter and the Ancient Vampiric Veela.

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Chapter Two: Potter's Suicidal?!?!?

"Mr. Potter, pay attention if you do not wish to be blown up! The dragon's blood goes in last, when the last of the volatile ingredients have settled! Ten points from Griffindor for your incompetence."

Harry's face didn't change, he only set down the dragon's blood and continued, even Snape was worried at the lack of emotion. Harry's own mind began to wonder, /Maybe I'd be better off if I did let it blow up....no more people would have to die because of me.../ He picked up the dragon's blood and poured in the whole vial, the potion turned a violent red seconds before the explosion. The next thing Harry saw was the sky, he felt like he was flying and then he saw the forrest before he hit the ground and passed out.

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Severus Snape could not believe it, The-By-Who-Lived had just intentionally tried to kill himself, and may have succeeded. "All of you stay here!" He ran out of the room and headed towards the headmaster's office. Luckily Dumbledore was nearby, still showing Lucius Malfoy to his rooms. "Albus! ALBUS!!!"

Dumbledore froze at the fearful tone in his voice, "What has happened, Severus?"

"Potter.......Explosion......Forrest!"

Dumbledore paled, "Call the other teachers! Classes are cancelled for the day, and no student leaves the castle!" He began his way towards the Entrance Hall, with Lucius behind him, and Snape running to follow orders. /Harry please be alright./

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Harry awoke to pain, he cried out softly as he looked around, /Of course an explosion wouldn't kill me...I'm Harry Fucking Potter!/ He sighed, then winced as he felt a couple of his broken ribs move.

The sound of someone walking steathily through the trees made Harry's heart race, /Great, now Voldemort finds me and kills me while I'm helpless...Perfect./ A figure in black robes emerged from the trees and knelt beside him, Harry expected an attack, instead he felt a soft, cool hand cup his cheek. He looked up and all he saw were its eyes, deep emerald with silver and red swirls. It touched a goblet to his lips and he drank the sweet liquid within it, he drank it all. The pain stopped as he began to drift, but he managed to say "Thank you." before oblivion claimed him.

The hooded figure lifted him gently and carried him to the outskirts of the forrest. It laid him down on a bed of moss, before climbing into a tree to keep watch over him. It never noticed the small scrap of its cloak that was still clutched in Harry's hand.

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Dumbledore and the others were prepared to search all night, they did not expect to find Harry at the edge of the forrest asleep without a scratch on him. Lucius stepped forward and froze as a familiar scent reached his nose, the trees seemed to move as something jumped from tree-to-tree deeper into the forrest.

Lucius fought the urge to follow and turned to Dumbledore, "I beleive we just missed the very creature the Dark Lord is looking for."

Harry opened his eyes and looked up at Dumbledore, "Where'd it go?"

Lucius leaned down and sniffed lightly as Madam Pomfrey came forward to examine Harry. "She's carried him here Dumbledore."

Pomfrey pulled back, "It's a miracle, Dumbledore, there isn't a scratch on him, and nothing is broken, he's just really tired."

Lucius smirked, "Bet she did that too...he has her scent all over him." He took a deep breath and opened his eyes to see the scrap of black velvet clutched in Harry's hand. "Looks like she left him a momento."

Harrry sat up and clutched the velvet to his chest, "It's a she?" He looked at Lucius and it suddenly dawned on him just who he was talking to........"GAH!!! What the HELL IS HE doing here??!!!"

"Mr. Potter, it would be wise to show some respect to your new flying instructor." Snape sneered.

Harry paled, "In....in.....instructor??!!"

Dumbledore nodded as Harry began backing away.....before making a mad dash into the woods. "HARRY COME BACK!"

(A.N.: Well, what did ya think? As always please read and review.)