Harry Potter and the Royal Veela

Rating: NC-17 for upcoming chapters
Pairing(s): Undecided yet. (or I just don’t want to let you know at the moment^_^)
Feedback: Yes please give me feedback, but please don’t if you going to be mean.
Characters: Well, its almost all of them, but most of the story is around Harry, Ron, Hermonie, Ginny, Draco, etc.
Betas: The awesome Eros !!!!! Who aids me with his beta magic.^_^ Thank you for all your help.^_^
Author’s notes: Ok this is my very first fan fiction, so if I make mistakes on the characters I’m sorry. This story of Harry Potter follows the original in some ways but I put a lot of my own stuff in it too.


Takes place after the battle with Voldemort, Harry missing Voldemort is destroyed. This story is yaoi or will be in up coming chapters, if you don't agree with it don't read it. The pairing is pretty obvious.

WIP,Yaoi,Inc,Anal,Lemon,MaleDom,MPreg






Chapter 21 – Self Sacrificing


Draco tapped his fingers impatiently on the armrest of the leather chair he was currently sitting in, glaring at the green eyed submissive starring at him; like he would spurt wings out of his head at any moment and fly away. "Stop starring Potter!" He growled threateningly, leaning forward in his chair.



Harry leaned forward; resting his chin on his fist, and continued starring. Strains of long black silky hair; that had escaped his bun, fell forward around his face and shoulders. He tilted his head; deeply studying the fuming dominate across from him, before righting himself and turning to Hermione who was sitting next to him. "He looks the same to me." He concluded with a nodded.



Hermione who had her noise buried in Harry's book; 'The Veela Guide: Coming of Age', looked up her hazel eyes filled with excitement. After all it wasn't every day that you got to read such a rare book, which would under normal circumstances be off limits to any non-Veela. "That has a lot to do with him being a dominate; you see Harry, dominate Veela don't go through much changes, the only large change would be in their magic and strength levels. Normally all Veela's; dominated and submissive, physical change start at the young age of five, so it's not something that happens over night…like yours…" Hermione smiled in sympathy at her friend.



"A dominate will naturally have a larger and broader frame then the submissive. There need to claim their mate kicks in on their seventeenth birthday, from that point on they have about six months to find and claim a submissive or they will… go insane and die." Hermione stopped again, looking over at Malfoy who was looking more and more irate by the moment. "To help the Veela, the Veela society holds gatherings; these gatherings bring together all the available Veela for the season, it lessens the stress level of having to go searching for your mate."



"Those things are nothing more than another word for forced marriage." Draco snapped, digging his finger into his chair, cursing Severus who had left him alone with the two Gryffindors. The adults were in the next room discussing matters; which Draco conclude meant Potter and himself, leaving him to help Potter learn more about his inheritance.



"Wow Malfoy, I would never have guessed you were the romantic type." Harry teased, smirking at the blond, who had taken up glaring at Hermione; unfortunately it didn't have the desired effect due to the fact that she had gone back to reading Harry's book. When Malfoy's eyes snapped back to him, he had to smoother the laughter at the scandalized look on his rivals face.



"It has nothing to do with romance Potter; those weaklings have nothing to offer. I am a Malfoy, and Malfoys never lower their standards." Draco answered, daring Potter to insult him again.



"So you'd rather go mad and die, then lower your high and mighty Malfoy standards? Well, I can't say I'm surprised, you probably have your standards so high that not even you can live up to them." Harry shot back, waiting for Malfoy to deny it.



"When a dominate, born of two Veela parents sets his sights on particular traits from a submissive, it is almost impossible to deter them from seeking those traits. This has happened in cases when there is a particularly strong, pure, and attractive submissive." Hermione finished looking up from the page she had just read, to raise an eyebrow at Malfoy. The platinum blond who had indeed been about to deny what Harry had accused him of was startled into silence.



"What?" Harry asked, looking between Hermione and Malfoy; who seemed to be having a battle of the wits.



"It means Malfoy found a submissive that is his ideal, and because of that he refuses to mate with anyone else." Hermione blurted out, before Malfoy had a chance to stop her.



"So you are a romantic, who's the unlucky girl?" Harry asked laughing softly at Malfoy's obvious uneasiness with the current topic of discussion.



Draco wanted to choke the life out of the Know-it-all-Granger in front of him; no that would be too humane a death for the witch, he wanted to rip her limb from annoying limb starting with her blasted tongue. He didn't think it was possible but he despised her more than Potter and Weasley put together. And now Potter was looking at him, waiting to find out who Draco's ideal mate was; that stupid Golden Boy was as slow as ever, he had to say something fast before Granger blurted out more.



"Potter did you know that male submissive(s) can bear children; 4 out of 5 matings end in conception."



"What?" The smile quickly left Harry's face intern for panic, he looked to Hermione. "That's not true, right 'Mione?'Mione tell me it's not true!" He demanded, grabbing the book from his brunet friend.



"I'm sure that's not true, there's probably a surrogate mother involved in the process." Hermione snatched the book back from the panicked Harry's hands, flipping through the pages once it was back in her possession.



"Sorry to burst your bubble Granger, but there's no penguins delivering babies." Draco smirked enjoying the mayhem his little bit of information was causing.



Hermione stopped her searching looking up at Malfoy; her eyebrow raised. "Okay… besides the fact what you just said makes absolutely no sense, where in the book does it say Harry can have babies?"



"I believe its chapter twelve, section b, paragraph five; the joys of reproducing. But by all means, please check for yourself Granger." Malfoy answered in his usually high and mighty way.



Hermione frowned at the blond before flipping through the book for the page. Once she found it, her eyes scanned the paragraph, a few moments later she pursued her lips refusing to look up.



"Hermione?" Harry questioned the worry evident in his voice.



Draco's smirk; if possible, widened. "I'm sure you'll enjoy motherhood Potter."



Harry turned his gaze back to Malfoy, sending the blond the most hated look he could summon. "Sod off Malfoy!" He growled; his magic crackling around him.



Draco dug his nails further into the wood of the armrest, fighting with all his self restraint not to react to Potter challenge. If the smaller boy didn't calm down soon he wouldn't be held responsible for subduing him.



"Harry you need to calm down! You said you weren't going to mate, so there's no need to get upset. He's only trying to rile you up!" Hermione stood, grabbing hold of Harry's arm in an attempt to calm the submissive down.



Harry turned to Hermione, his breathing quickening from the magic he was exerting. He wondered for a moment why such a small amount of magic was affecting him so much, until his ears picked up a low growl in front of him. He turned back to the dominate in front of him; not remembering why he had looked away in the first place.



Malfoy for his part looked extremely riled up; he dug his nails into the wooden arm rest leaving deep indents and was starring fixated at Harry with slightly glazed silver eyes. It didn't take Harry long to piece two and two together, he pulled his magic back and sat back on the sofa; surprising Hermione who quickly let go of his arm.



He frowned as this seemed to do the trick, Malfoy's eyes cleared; he looked slightly confused. Harry glanced to his side when he felt Hermione sit next to him and pat him on the shoulder.



"He can't really control it… just like you can't. Since you're a strong submissive you aren't as easily threatened by dominates; in other words instead of fleeing which would be the normal instinct, you would stand your ground and fight the dominate." Hermione picked the book up off the floor; were it had fallen in her rush to calm Harry, turning a few pages. "That's why when you growl at him, he takes it as a challenge to prove himself to you. Prove that he is the stronger of the two of you; that he is able and worthy to protect you and any children you would...." The brunet witch trailed off, not wanting to bring up the sensitive subject of bearing children.



Harry looked at Malfoy; who was shakily running his fingers through his platinum blond hair. When the blond noticed he was being watched he looked up narrowing his eyes at Harry.



"It's not me who wants to prove myself; it's my bloody Veela side." He snapped, crossing his arms in front of his chest.



Harry sighed. "Aren't my family's charms supposed to help with this stuff?"



"The book says the charms are very effective in blocking your allures; but you have to consider the power level of the submissive, controlling your emotions and powers flares will only help you more." Hermione answered.



"Yeah, she said the same thing." Harry huffed, sinking further into his seat.



"She?" Hermione; who was about to start reading again before another fight started, questioned the brooding submissive.



"…" Harry opened his mouth to answer then closed it again; he didn't want to reveal information about Dumbledore's friend. Especially with Malfoy sitting only feet away, knowing Harry's luck the Slytherin probably had heightened hearing.



Hermione seemed to get the message, she smiled. "Oh, you mean the other day." She answered her own question, turning her attention back to the literature in her hands.



Draco starred questionably at the Gryffindor's; from years of experience he knew when a secret was trying to be kept, and Potter had guilty written all over his face. He smirked to himself, he had decide to come here to torment the Gryffindor Golden Boy… but his plans didn't go exactly the way they were expose too, so he just had to put them back on track.



"So Potter, out of the kindness of my heart I've agreed to teach you the ways of the Veela, hit me with any questions you got. But to make it more interesting-" Malfoy stopped for a moment to build the suspense when he was sure he had Potter complete attention. "You can ask me any question you want and I will answer truthfully; under the wizard's oath…" He added before Potter could say anything. "The only catch is that I get to ask you something back and you have to follow the same guidelines."



Harry met Malfoy's eyes; there was no way he could agree to those terms not with all the classified information he knew, he frowned deciding to decline the Slytherin's offer.



Draco read Potter's actions before he could answer. "Okay Potter; since you're afraid of little old me…" Draco put his hand to his chest in mock hurt. "We'll add this to the guidelines; we'll each have four get out of Azkaban free cards…in other words if I ask you something you don't want to answer, just say pass." He watched silently as Potter processed what he had added, after a moment the frown still remained.



"Deal; under one more condition, you can't ask me any questions about the Order and I can't ask what you know about Voldermort and his Deatheaters." Harry locked eyes with the dominate, waiting to see if his demands would be meet.



Draco smirked; so Potter wasn't as slow as he thought. "It's a deal. And as a good jester, you can ask the first question."



Although her nose was buried in Harry's book, Hermione's total concentration was on the bargaining between the two Veela next to her. She had a nagging feeling that she should stop this before it escaladed to an all out war… which anyone who knew Harry and Malfoy would know that about every conversation between them ended in a fight. 'But this is a great way to get information out of Malfoy.' She argued with the feeling, succeeding in smothering it.



"Why did you come back; and don't give me that load about the kindness of your heart…" Harry asked.



"That's easy, to torment you. My turn, why did you help Sev and me? What made the Great Harry Potter work together with my father?"



"That's two questions." Harry informed the dominate; who was waiting for his answers. "All I can tell you is Dumbledore asked me too. Why are you fixated on tormenting me?"



Draco bit the inside of his cheek, he wanted more information then Potter was giving him, after all that day had been tormenting him for almost a year. "Because everything about you irritates me, and you insist on tormenting right back, even after I tried to be friends with you in first year."



"The only reason you tried to make friends with me was because your father told you to get close to me in hope that I would defect to Riddles' side!" Harry snapped at the platinum blond.



Hermione rolled her eyes from behind the book, that had only been three question and they were already arguing.



Draco tightened his jaw, refusing to get into an argument with Potter. It would only end in him losing his control, and probably getting knocked unconscious by a blow to the head. "Believe what you want, how were you able to send me messages through my dreams?"



Harry raised an eyebrow at Malfoy's question, he remembered the blond asking a similar question the other day. "I have no idea what you're talking about Malfoy; you have my wizard's oath." Harry put his hand over his heart. "Why did you help Ron and 'Mione find me?"



"Because I needed to find you." Malfoy answered quickly, he didn't like the fact that Potter was getting answers and he wasn't.



Harry looked startled at Malfoy's response. "Why did you need me?" He asked his voice giving away his shock.



"It's my turn Potter." Draco growled at the submissive, getting frustrated, he thought of something to ask to make the Gryffindor squirm. "How do you intend to avoid a mating, once the Veela Society finds out about you?"



"The Veela Society; the ones that hold those gatherings? What do they have to do with me choosing to mate or not?" Harry asked his vision directed to Hermione, so Malfoy wouldn't think that was one of his questions.



Hermione peeked over the top of book, to acknowledge she had heard the question, before her eyes darted back to the pages in front of her to find the answer.



Draco rolled his eyes; wishing he could snatch the book away from Granger and rip it to shreds. "Let me explain something to you Potter; and remember I'm saying this under wizard oath, once they find out what you are you can kiss your opinions goodbye. They'll force you to mate if they have to; probably throw you in an enclosure without your charms and every participating dominate for the season." Draco stopped for a moment when he saw the horrified look pass over Potter face for a moment before it was replaced with determination. "I know that look Potter; you can't fight them all off. They'll eventually tire you out…whoever is left standing will claim you."



"Dumbledore won't let that happen." Harry confidently replied.



"Okay let's say by some miracle Dumbledore is able to convince the Society that centenaries of traditions should be changed to accommodate the great 'Boy Who Defeated He Who Must Not Be Name'. Have you taken into consideration what your decision means for the other Veela?" Draco asked; extremely irritated by the smug look on Potter's face.



"What do you mean Malfoy?" Hermione questioned, having closed the book.



"I don't remember inviting you into this discussion Granger." Draco narrowed his grey eyes at the female Gryffindor in a warning to back off.



"Just answer the question Malfoy." Harry demanded, causing the narrowed eyes to be redirected at him. He mentally sighed, once Malfoy got all puffed up; like he was getting now because of Hermione, it was hard to get anything but an insult out of him. He nibbled on his lower lip, trying to think of something to calm down the ticking time bomb on the coach in front of him. When Malfoy's comment from earlier; about the submissive's natural ability to calm, popped into his mind giving him an idea.



Harry closed his eyes taking a deep breath; clearing his mind he reopened his eyes locking them with the platinum blonde's. He thought of calming thoughts, mentally sending them in Malfoy's direction. When the only result he got was a twitch of a platinum blond eyebrow, he pushed harder.



Draco's eyebrow twitched once more at Potter's efforts; if he wasn't so insult at the fact that Potter thought he was weak enough to fall victim of the calm allure, he would laugh at the determine look on the submissive's face. "Enough Potter or you're going to overload Granger." He spoke; sounding too friendly for his liking once he thought about it.



Harry was thrown off his concentration by Malfoy's order; he looked to his side at the mention of Hermione's name. Hermione having slumped back in the seat was sighing contently while starring dreamingly at Harry. "Mione?" He turned back to Malfoy who was smirking at the situation. "I thought the calming thing only worked on guys?"



"You really are slow sometimes Potter, if you managed to forget; although I don't know how, you're a male submissive." Draco answered, putting extra emphasis on the word male. "Your charm works on both female and male; it won't work on other submissives or strong dominates..." Draco lend forward in his chair, bring his hand in front of the zone out Granger to snap her out of the allure; when a thought popped into his mind, he pulled his hand back and looked at Potter.



"Your decision not to mate won't only influence your life but the lives of all the other Veela participating this year. Let's not be fools about this Potter, we both know you're the strongest submissive, your stubborn and hard head… which is a challenge that any respectable dominate would want. And to top it off I'll put down a million galleons that you're a virgin." Draco said, watching as a blush spread across Potter's face.



"So what; how does any of that effect other's lives?" Harry stuttered, what was it with people asking if he was a virgin… it wasn't like it was optional, he didn't really have time to get romantic with anyone the last couple of years while he was fighting for his life against a madman.



"Once the other dominates find out about you, do you honestly believe they would choose any other submissive? Let me answer that for you; they won't, not until you're mated. And like Granger said, if they don't mate within a certain period of time they'll go crazy and die. There's a total of fifty dominates this year, fifty lives that will end because of your decision. Tell me Potter, where's that Gryffindor self sacrificing attitude now." Draco finished; running his fingers through his platinum blond hair satisfied he had knocked Potter down a peg or two, when he looked up his eyes widened in shock… Potter was near crying.



"I…I didn't know…" Harry managed to get out, his mind filled with guilt. He couldn't really say he was surprised, things always tended to work out in a ways that screwed him over. What Malfoy said about Gryffindor self sacrificing was right, Harry couldn't consciously make the decision knowing that he would be dooming other's to death… the guilt would eat him alive.



He could feel the tears building up in his eyes, but at this point he didn't care. He brought his hand up to his face and sobbed silently into them.



Malfoy started in panic at Potter, he had expect yelling, sneering, insults, maybe even some punches, but crying… he had never in his six years knowing his rival seen him cry. He felt like someone had punched him in the gut, his logical mind was telling him he should go get Potter's godparents; let them take care of it… unfortunately for him his Veela instinct kicked logical out. His sights set on Potter not noticing Granger was slowly coming out of the allure. He quickly got out of his chair, taking the two steps forward he pulled the weeping submissive into a protect embrace.

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