Very Nearly Veela
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Veeleria
A/N: Alright, I couldn’t help it, I just had to add more to this. I know it’s not mine, but it’s got my attention now and I needed to write more. ccino
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Chapter 4
Hermione was horrified at Snapes reaction to her predicament. He was leaving her in the hands of Veelas.
“No! Why can’t you do the removal spell on me? If it was what one of you were going to do to the other one, you can stop this,” she said desperately to Solaris and Lettina.
Lettina stepped forward.
“Had the spell been cast singly, and struck only Keela, then she would be no more. You prefer death to Veela?”
“No, I don’t prefer death, but… Professor, do something.”
“What do you suggest Miss Granger?”
When she did not reply, Severus turned to the two Veela.
“How long before she is changed, and how long until she is knowledgeable of your ways and can return for… experimentation?”
“The change is almost complete, another hour at most. As for her re-education, that depends on her. If she is willing to apply herself, then nine months to a year. Other then that I cannot say, it is down to how willing she is to learn,” Solaris said.
Severus turned back to Hermione.
“Then I shall expect you in about nine months Miss Granger. Knowing your penchant for learning and absorbing every bit of information you can on a subject, I imagine it will not be long before you are attending Quiddich World cup finals along with the rest of your kind. I bid you good day.”
Hermione was incensed as she watched the Professor stride from the room.
“Of all the… How dare he suggest I would… and at a Quiddich match of all places!”
The two Veelas glided to stand either side of Hermione.
“Take our hands, forget him. Soon you will not care nothing for his kind, only of attracting the ones you find most attractive.”
Mad as hell, Hermione took hold of Solaris and Lettina’s hands, then felt a pleasant tingle throughout as the trio shimmered, and disappeared.
Healer Hilwrite and the Aurors, after seeing Snape exit the room, made their way inside just in time to see the silver shimmer cover the three women before they disappeared.
“Where are we?” Hermione asked, looking round at the strange, but beautiful place they appeared in.
Everywhere she looked seemed silvery white, the grass, the hedges, trees and flowers. It was all silvery white, though not glaring enough to hurt her eyes. It was a soft light, and to the left was a large castle, barely visible. It looked to Hermione as though it were made from crystal.
“You are in Veelaria. This is our home, where we exist. All Veela come from here.” Solaris told her. “Here we stay as you see us now, beautiful, never do we become the hags you witness when we are angry. Here there is no anger, no pain. Veelaria is a place of peace and contentment, learning and love.”
“Well I don’t feel too content right now.” Hermione said, pouting, although in truth she did feel a strange kind of contentment, as though nothing could bother her as long as she was here. “And I could do with some clothes if you don’t mind.”
She clutched the white hospital sheet around her tightly.
The Veela said nothing, understanding that the young woman still needed to adjust to her new status, and accept what she was becoming.
“Soon you will be cleansed and named, then a gown will be given to you,” Lettina told her kindly.
“I am clean, and I don’t want another name thank you, I’m happy with the one I’ve got. Hermione, my name’s Hermione.”
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Severus Apparated back to his home in Spinners End and dropped his bag on the floor before heading straight to his bookshelves. Running his fingers over the spines of several volumes, he eventually drew out several tomes and placed them on the small, rickety table in the middle of the room. He then opened a secret panel on the bookshelf and made his way up the narrow staircase to his bedroom. In here he kept a large collection of rare, magical books, all of them on dark magic, and all of them extremely dangerous if not handled correctly.
Before he even unlocked the case that held his precious Dark Arts books, Severus cast a number of protective spells on himself, then unlocked the cabinet to peruse the titles. After reciting a long incantation, he removed a small, red bound volume, then relocked and rewarded the bookshelf, before heading downstairs with his prize. He unfastened his jacket and the top few buttons of his shirt as he went, gathering parchment, ink, and quills, then pulled up a chair at the table where he sat down to begin his research on Veela.
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Hermione allowed Solaris and Lettina to lead her to the crystal castle, awed by its beauty. Every colour of the rainbow seemed to reflect from it’s many surfaces as it caught the light, even stranger, she could not see inside the structure.
As if reading her thoughts, Solaris explained.
“Veelaria palace is beautiful isn’t it? Made of the finest crystal, yet completely invisible to those not of our kind. Wizards think they are clever, hiding their world in amongst mortals, yet we have existed for many millennium amongst wizard kind, and never have they found our places of contentment.”
“Places?” Hermione asked. “You mean there are more like this?”
“Oh yes, many.” Lettina answered. “All identical, all named Veelaria. When home we do not fight among ourselves, we live in peace and harmony. Only out there, amongst wizards and muggles do we have to resort to what wizards call 'Harpies.' We are beautiful inside as well as out, the ways of those not our kind, they are what make us transform. It is their deep-seated ugliness that gives us the shocking form that allows us to terrify all that stand in our path. But this you will learn in time. As a witch by birth, you will have certain… advantages, not available to the rest of us. Our magic is limited, yours is not. You will have the benefit of retaining your magic, as well as inheriting that of a Veela.”
“Welcome.”
Hermione almost lost her grip on the bed sheet when a male voice interrupted her thoughts as they entered the crystal building.
“I am Morthan, ruler of this particular protectorate. You are the new one, the rebirth. wWelcome child.”
Hermione clutched at her sheet with one hand, then held out her other hand to greet the most beautiful male specimen she had ever seen.
“Hello Morthan, I’m Hermione Granger.”
At a nudge from Solaris, Hermione lowered her hand and bowed slightly, following the lead of the two Veela at her side.
“Sorry, I’m not sure how to act, this is all so strange, so new to me.”
“Do not worry child, I am aware of the circumstances that brought you to us.”
He clapped his hands and several more Veela appeared, three females and two males.
“Your entourage, they will take you to your room where you will be cleansed, a gown will be provided and you may then join us for our repast. You will be named shortly after that.” Morthan told her.
Hermione was about to protest again about the name thing, but something about Morthan put her at such ease that she decided it was not worth it. Besides, once she got out of here and Snape gave her the cure, she could go back to being Hermione again.
Turning to speak to Solaris and Lettina, she was a bit disappointed to find them gone.
“You will see them at repast. I am Korm,” a young male Veela said to her, taking her hand and gently leading her towards a wide, sweeping staircase. Hermione found herself helplessly drawn to this young man.
He chuckled.
“That will soon pass, once you are fully Veeled, you will not be drawn to the males of our species as you are now. Though it is a shame, you are becoming a most attractive addition to our group.”
Hermione smiled at him glassy eyed, wanting nothing more than for this gorgeous man to take her in his arms and hold her. Well maybe more than that. She willingly followed the group up the staircase, along a corridor, and into a room where everything was either crystal, or silvery white. Even the large bathtub in the centre of the room held a silvery white liquid, and she did not protest as two of the female Veela removed the sheet from her body, and Korm, who was now naked, lifted her in his arms and stepped into the large tub with her. Soon they were joined by Maliki, the other male Veela, and Jyle, Benio, and Frey.
The water, or whatever it was, felt heavenly against Hermione’s skin, which in the last five minutes had begun to feel heated again. She moaned in ecstasy as the five Veela caressed her skin, stroking and probing, making contact with each and every part of her body. She could not find the will to protest as first fingers found their way into her most intimate parts, soon to be followed by the male organs of Korm and Maliki. Although surprised, she felt no pain or discomfort when they entered her vaginaly and analy, only pleasure as they stoked inside her gently.
Frey pressed her lips to Hermione’s, while Jyle and Benio each kissed and licked at her ears. Hermione quickly orgasmed with the overload of sensations, but still they continued, loving her, holding her, touching her and bringing her to orgasm again and again.
When finally they released her over two hours later, Hermione felt so strangely wonderful, she did not think to protest about the obvious invasion of her person. She felt… beautiful.
They helped her from the bath and led her to a wall. Maliki placed a hand against the crystal wall and it rippled, before showing her her own reflection.
Hermione gasped at the change in herself. Her normally frizzy brown hair, was now reddish gold, long enough to reach the swell of her buttocks in soft waves. Her skin glowed with a new vitality, and her shape, no longer did she have the pudgy little love handles that plagued her for much of her adult life. Now she was sleek, not skinny, but not dumpy either. Her body was perfect.
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Chapter 4
Hermione was horrified at Snapes reaction to her predicament. He was leaving her in the hands of Veelas.
“No! Why can’t you do the removal spell on me? If it was what one of you were going to do to the other one, you can stop this,” she said desperately to Solaris and Lettina.
Lettina stepped forward.
“Had the spell been cast singly, and struck only Keela, then she would be no more. You prefer death to Veela?”
“No, I don’t prefer death, but… Professor, do something.”
“What do you suggest Miss Granger?”
When she did not reply, Severus turned to the two Veela.
“How long before she is changed, and how long until she is knowledgeable of your ways and can return for… experimentation?”
“The change is almost complete, another hour at most. As for her re-education, that depends on her. If she is willing to apply herself, then nine months to a year. Other then that I cannot say, it is down to how willing she is to learn,” Solaris said.
Severus turned back to Hermione.
“Then I shall expect you in about nine months Miss Granger. Knowing your penchant for learning and absorbing every bit of information you can on a subject, I imagine it will not be long before you are attending Quiddich World cup finals along with the rest of your kind. I bid you good day.”
Hermione was incensed as she watched the Professor stride from the room.
“Of all the… How dare he suggest I would… and at a Quiddich match of all places!”
The two Veelas glided to stand either side of Hermione.
“Take our hands, forget him. Soon you will not care nothing for his kind, only of attracting the ones you find most attractive.”
Mad as hell, Hermione took hold of Solaris and Lettina’s hands, then felt a pleasant tingle throughout as the trio shimmered, and disappeared.
Healer Hilwrite and the Aurors, after seeing Snape exit the room, made their way inside just in time to see the silver shimmer cover the three women before they disappeared.
“Where are we?” Hermione asked, looking round at the strange, but beautiful place they appeared in.
Everywhere she looked seemed silvery white, the grass, the hedges, trees and flowers. It was all silvery white, though not glaring enough to hurt her eyes. It was a soft light, and to the left was a large castle, barely visible. It looked to Hermione as though it were made from crystal.
“You are in Veelaria. This is our home, where we exist. All Veela come from here.” Solaris told her. “Here we stay as you see us now, beautiful, never do we become the hags you witness when we are angry. Here there is no anger, no pain. Veelaria is a place of peace and contentment, learning and love.”
“Well I don’t feel too content right now.” Hermione said, pouting, although in truth she did feel a strange kind of contentment, as though nothing could bother her as long as she was here. “And I could do with some clothes if you don’t mind.”
She clutched the white hospital sheet around her tightly.
The Veela said nothing, understanding that the young woman still needed to adjust to her new status, and accept what she was becoming.
“Soon you will be cleansed and named, then a gown will be given to you,” Lettina told her kindly.
“I am clean, and I don’t want another name thank you, I’m happy with the one I’ve got. Hermione, my name’s Hermione.”
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Severus Apparated back to his home in Spinners End and dropped his bag on the floor before heading straight to his bookshelves. Running his fingers over the spines of several volumes, he eventually drew out several tomes and placed them on the small, rickety table in the middle of the room. He then opened a secret panel on the bookshelf and made his way up the narrow staircase to his bedroom. In here he kept a large collection of rare, magical books, all of them on dark magic, and all of them extremely dangerous if not handled correctly.
Before he even unlocked the case that held his precious Dark Arts books, Severus cast a number of protective spells on himself, then unlocked the cabinet to peruse the titles. After reciting a long incantation, he removed a small, red bound volume, then relocked and rewarded the bookshelf, before heading downstairs with his prize. He unfastened his jacket and the top few buttons of his shirt as he went, gathering parchment, ink, and quills, then pulled up a chair at the table where he sat down to begin his research on Veela.
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Hermione allowed Solaris and Lettina to lead her to the crystal castle, awed by its beauty. Every colour of the rainbow seemed to reflect from it’s many surfaces as it caught the light, even stranger, she could not see inside the structure.
As if reading her thoughts, Solaris explained.
“Veelaria palace is beautiful isn’t it? Made of the finest crystal, yet completely invisible to those not of our kind. Wizards think they are clever, hiding their world in amongst mortals, yet we have existed for many millennium amongst wizard kind, and never have they found our places of contentment.”
“Places?” Hermione asked. “You mean there are more like this?”
“Oh yes, many.” Lettina answered. “All identical, all named Veelaria. When home we do not fight among ourselves, we live in peace and harmony. Only out there, amongst wizards and muggles do we have to resort to what wizards call 'Harpies.' We are beautiful inside as well as out, the ways of those not our kind, they are what make us transform. It is their deep-seated ugliness that gives us the shocking form that allows us to terrify all that stand in our path. But this you will learn in time. As a witch by birth, you will have certain… advantages, not available to the rest of us. Our magic is limited, yours is not. You will have the benefit of retaining your magic, as well as inheriting that of a Veela.”
“Welcome.”
Hermione almost lost her grip on the bed sheet when a male voice interrupted her thoughts as they entered the crystal building.
“I am Morthan, ruler of this particular protectorate. You are the new one, the rebirth. wWelcome child.”
Hermione clutched at her sheet with one hand, then held out her other hand to greet the most beautiful male specimen she had ever seen.
“Hello Morthan, I’m Hermione Granger.”
At a nudge from Solaris, Hermione lowered her hand and bowed slightly, following the lead of the two Veela at her side.
“Sorry, I’m not sure how to act, this is all so strange, so new to me.”
“Do not worry child, I am aware of the circumstances that brought you to us.”
He clapped his hands and several more Veela appeared, three females and two males.
“Your entourage, they will take you to your room where you will be cleansed, a gown will be provided and you may then join us for our repast. You will be named shortly after that.” Morthan told her.
Hermione was about to protest again about the name thing, but something about Morthan put her at such ease that she decided it was not worth it. Besides, once she got out of here and Snape gave her the cure, she could go back to being Hermione again.
Turning to speak to Solaris and Lettina, she was a bit disappointed to find them gone.
“You will see them at repast. I am Korm,” a young male Veela said to her, taking her hand and gently leading her towards a wide, sweeping staircase. Hermione found herself helplessly drawn to this young man.
He chuckled.
“That will soon pass, once you are fully Veeled, you will not be drawn to the males of our species as you are now. Though it is a shame, you are becoming a most attractive addition to our group.”
Hermione smiled at him glassy eyed, wanting nothing more than for this gorgeous man to take her in his arms and hold her. Well maybe more than that. She willingly followed the group up the staircase, along a corridor, and into a room where everything was either crystal, or silvery white. Even the large bathtub in the centre of the room held a silvery white liquid, and she did not protest as two of the female Veela removed the sheet from her body, and Korm, who was now naked, lifted her in his arms and stepped into the large tub with her. Soon they were joined by Maliki, the other male Veela, and Jyle, Benio, and Frey.
The water, or whatever it was, felt heavenly against Hermione’s skin, which in the last five minutes had begun to feel heated again. She moaned in ecstasy as the five Veela caressed her skin, stroking and probing, making contact with each and every part of her body. She could not find the will to protest as first fingers found their way into her most intimate parts, soon to be followed by the male organs of Korm and Maliki. Although surprised, she felt no pain or discomfort when they entered her vaginaly and analy, only pleasure as they stoked inside her gently.
Frey pressed her lips to Hermione’s, while Jyle and Benio each kissed and licked at her ears. Hermione quickly orgasmed with the overload of sensations, but still they continued, loving her, holding her, touching her and bringing her to orgasm again and again.
When finally they released her over two hours later, Hermione felt so strangely wonderful, she did not think to protest about the obvious invasion of her person. She felt… beautiful.
They helped her from the bath and led her to a wall. Maliki placed a hand against the crystal wall and it rippled, before showing her her own reflection.
Hermione gasped at the change in herself. Her normally frizzy brown hair, was now reddish gold, long enough to reach the swell of her buttocks in soft waves. Her skin glowed with a new vitality, and her shape, no longer did she have the pudgy little love handles that plagued her for much of her adult life. Now she was sleek, not skinny, but not dumpy either. Her body was perfect.
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