Inamorato

A/N: Here we should get a little bit more into the Peri's nature. Or at least my bastardized version of it. I'll do my best to explain the things I've changed.

This chapter is dedicated to Kiba, who reviewed chapter two less than twenty minutes after I posted it. Glad you enjoyed it; hope you like this next chapter, too!

AHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I signed out last night with 18 reviews total...1 on my new chapter. I signed in just now to 29!!!!!!! I am SOOOO happy!!! *dances around my living room* w00t!

To Tachimaru: Ooooh...good guess with the magic. Close, actually...but you're not quite there, lol. The answer is in this chapter, lol, though it doesn't get explained until the following one. ^_^ Although, like an elf, he CAN eat fruits, it's not what sustains him.

To Bliss_09: I'm a huge fan of mythology and the Peri (what Harry is) is one of the most unique creatures I've ever come across! The only similarity it really shares with any creature is the one it shares with the Selkie. & glad you liked Albus! I have lots of fun doing him & Snape; they're both such amusing characters to write!

To tamikolee: You have been added to the list! & as I told Tachimaru, he CAN eat fruits & veggies now, but it is NOT what sustains him. Sorry!

To playmouse : lmao...I totally knew that! Oops...I fixed it now! Thanks for pointing it out. I edit my own work, so sometimes I miss things! Everyone, please feel free to point out my mistakes of you see any! I will gladly fix them!

To Night The Storyteller : Actually, I don't use dreams to connect my creatures with their mates. I do occasionally make Veela touch minds with their mates, but no, my lovely Peri-Harry will NOT be poking around in Draco's head, lol. Don't worry...I'll be introducing Draco to our new Harry in chapter five, kay? It'll get interesting then!

To all my other reviewers: THANK YOU SO MUCH!!! I almost cried when I saw how many reviews this had, & so quickly! I love reading them! Please remember to leave your e-mail, so I can alert you to updates. Off to work on Chapter Five. Enjoy! ~ FallenAngel

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Harry woke up around dinner time feeling a bit hazy. He shimmied himself off the side of the bed, already getting used to the unusual way he had to get up. He stretched, standing on his toes and raising his arms over his head, arching his back. His wings spread out and Harry was grateful the rooms at Grimmauld Place were large, because his wingspan was impressive. He found it a unique sensation, feeling the muscles in his wings stretching and then relaxing again as he folded them back down. He'd have to borrow one of the unused rooms on the floor above his and try to figure out just how much control he had over his new appendages. He made a mental note to inform Hermione - she'd most likely want to be there.

He strolled out of his room, not bothering to put on shoes. Honestly, the thought didn't occur to him. He went slowly down the stairs, trying to remember the last time he ate. It was before his birthday, so two days ago. And yet, he wasn't hungry. Weak, yes. A bit fuzzy, yes. Almost dizzy, yes. Hungry? Nope. Not at all. "Probably don't eat food." He muttered under his breath, wondering all the while what he DID eat.

He stepped into the kitchen and the most AMAZING smell reached his nose. It made his mouth water. He closed his eyes and followed it, grunting in surprise when he bumped into a slight frame. He opened his eyes and frowned down at the petite blonde woman in front of him. "Sorry, Fleur." He grinned, embarrassed. "Um...something smells really good and I'm just trying to find out what. It's seems like something good to eat."

Fleur tipped her head to the side. "And your nose led you to me? How odd!" She laughed, light and airy. "I'm wearing perfume...it's quite expensive, but I don't think it's a food-type smell." She shrugged and held out her hand. "Smell my wrist. Is that it?"

"Um..." Harry sighed, resigned to being a freak of nature, and leaned down to sniff tentatively at Fleur's wrist. He moaned and felt less weak. "Merlin, yes...that's what I smelled."

Bill frowned as he walked into the room to find Harry with his face against his fiance's wrist. "Um, Harry, I love you like a brother...but that's my girl you're all over."

Harry's eyes snapped around to Bill and he flushed. "I'm sorry, Bill. It's her perfume." His voice was apologetic. "It smells delicious."

"Here." Fleur pressed a small vial into his hand. "I don't imagine it tastes good, but if you wish to taste it, I have no objection." Her pretty eyes sparkled as she smiled. "I understand the pull of your instincts better than most."

"Thanks." Harry smiled back at her and unstoppered the vial of perfume.

He brought it up to his face and inhaled the scent. It was spicy and exotic, but it was also sweet. It made him feel less-weak, less-dizzy...more clear-headed. He debated for a moment, but honestly had no desire to taste the amber-colored liquid in the vial. He simply wanted to surround himself in the scent...bathe in it. Odd...yet infinitely less odd than wanting to ingest perfume, for which Harry was grateful.

He glanced at Fleur and said nervously. "Um...I don't think I want to eat it. I just want to smell it." He smiled sheepishly. "If I were to put this into a tub of water, could I bathe in it? Would the water smell like it?"

Fleur nodded, her blonde hair shimmering as she did so. "Oh yes. That's what I do. A few drops in a tub of hot water and when you're done with your bath, you'll carry the scent around like a little cloud all day." She tipped her head to the side again. "I thought you said it smelled like food, though."

"I did." Harry shrugged. "I don't get it either. I haven't eaten in two days, but I'm not hungry. And the only thing that's made my mouth water is this perfume. And..." He added. "I was feeling kind of weak and dizzy a few minutes ago, but now I feel just fine."

Hermione, who'd been watching and listening intently from the table, said. "Fleur, Veela can feed off of moonlight, can't they? I mean, they eat regular food of course, but they can soak in the moonlight through their skin and it energizes them, right?"

"Indeed, it does." Fleur nodded her head vigorously. "I sometimes do it myself, during the full moon, when the light seems to call to me. It makes me glow afterwards."

"Huh." Harry sighed, realizing the connection Hermione was making. "So Veela feed on moonlight, and whatever I am feed on...what? Smell?"

Hermione bit her lip, thinking hard. "I'd imagine it's more than smell. It's probably a particular type of smell, so we'll have to run some tests to see what kind works best. But, I'd imagine if you wanted to, you could eat regular food." She gestured to the wide-array of choices on the table. "See anything that looks good?"

Harry's eyes skimmed over the table and landed on a bowl of plump raspberries. "Those." He said, pointing. "Which is weird, because I'm not fond of raspberries normally. But they look good." He kept scanning the table and as his gaze passed over the roast, and then over some chicken, he felt vaguely nauseous. "Um...meat seems to be a no. The thought of eating it makes me feel kind of sick."

Hermione nodded and Harry could almost see her mentally filing the information away. "Alright. We'll assume, then, that berries are good...and that you're probably a vegetarian. We'll have to test different plants and fruits and things to see what other kinds you like and what you don't."

"Yay." Harry replied unenthusiastically as he sat on the backless-bench beside Hermione. "I'm a giant lab rat." Hermione giggled and Harry sighed, not annoyed in the least, but simply resigned. What had he expected?

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A/N: w00t! See? You're learning more about Harry! I know, I know...that wasn't very long & it didn't tell you very much at all. I'll post another chapter soon! I'm writing them really quickly. ^_^ Please go the extra three inches to review. I love reading them. Thanks so much & remember, I alert to updates. Leave your e-mail with your review and I'll let you know when I've posted more. ~ FallenAngel