Harry Potter and the Royal Veela
Chapter 6 - An Unexpected Discovery
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:I like to introduce my amazing beta Kat Seay!!!! ^_^ 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
***Okay, I know what your thinking "I know this story" well you probably do beacues i'm Forsaken Archangel, the sad truth is that I forgot my password and I no longer have the e-mail that was used on my old account. Anyways to make a long story short my new screen name is LostSoul and the new chapters will be posted under this name along with my other stories. Thanks and enjoy.***
Harry Potter and the Royal Veela
By Lost Soul (Forsaken Archangel)
Chapter 6-An Unexpected Discovery
Draco narrowed his steel blue eyes at the red headed Gryffindor, who looked ready to fling himself the short distance that separated them and pull out all of the Slytherin’s prized platinum blond hair.
“Fine, Weasley, you go left and I’ll go right!” The blond teen turned to leave only to have his path blocked by a determined looking Granger.
Hermione studied the Slytherin prince for a moment, still feeling uneasy about what had happened earlier when she had questioned him about the potion he gave her.
Now her instincts were telling her that letting Malfoy wander off alone was a bad idea, but she knew there was no way the Slytherin would follow Ron’s lead or vice versa.
So, they would split up into pairs. That way one of them could keep an eye on the blond boy, the only problem would be who would go with Malfoy. Hermione looked at Ron who was glaring at the back of Malfoy’s head; she knew sending him was out of the question. That only left Ginny and her, her mind brought forward memories of the other girl’s secret confession. The brunette witch sighed in defeat; that short process of elimination left only her. Instead of tip toeing around her decision, which would only further frustrate everyone and waste more time, the girl looked over Malfoy’s shoulder at the still glaring Ron. “Ronald, you and Ginny take the left, Malfoy and I will take the right side. And before you argue, remember that we only have a short amount of time and a lot of places to look.”
Malfoy rolled his eyes and gracefully slipped past Granger. “Whatever.” He said, as he walked down the right side of the hall, his figure slowly hidden by the darkness of the hall.
Hermione, not wanting to deal with Ron’s look of disbelief, turned and took off after the him. Ron stood next to his sister, his mouth still opened in shock.
Ginny grabbed his arm and roughly shoved him toward the left side of the hall. “Ron, will you hurry up and go already. And for goodness’ sake close your mouth. Go!” The red head shoved her brother forward, regretting her decision to tag along and silently cursing Hermione for pairing her with Ron.
Draco looked the room over once before closing the door and stepping back into the hall where Granger was waiting.
“Well?”
He looked over at the last three doors on their side of the hall.
“Still nothing, you?”
She simply shook her head and joined Malfoy in studying the doors. In the thirty or more rooms they checked, none had seemed out of the ordinary. And none led to the family room that the Harry in the portrait told them about.
Hermione turned her attention to the man standing in front of her; his total concentration was on the remaining doors, like he was trying to sense something. She reached into her pocket and felt the cool glass of the potion bottle the Slytherin had forced on her, the memory of his outburst still fresh on her mind.
“Maybe Ron and Ginny are having better luck.” Hermione pulled her hands out of her pocket and crossed her arms over her stomach.
Malfoy snorted. “Please, Weasley couldn’t find a snitch if it was floating in front of his nose.”
“Well, Malfoy, I could say the same goes for you, considering Harry wiped the field with you every time we played.”
Hermione turned, startled by the comeback, as Ron walked up to them, his right hand clutched tightly into a fist. Ginny, who was standing next to him, rolled her eyes.
“We didn’t find anything.” Ginny spoke, her voice becoming softer, “It’s weird, there was nothing. Not even a trace of evidence that they even knew Harry.”
Hermione glanced over at Malfoy and noticed how tense he had become by Ginny’s comment. Everyone was silent; the tension in the room could be cut with a knife, until the group heard the sound of hurried footsteps coming toward them.
Malfoy spoke quickly. “Weasley get back against the wall.” For once Ron didn’t argue with him, he stepped back pulling his sister with him against the wall next to Hermione.
They stood perfectly still as if to move even an inch would gave them away, regardless of the potion. The footsteps grew louder and soon a familiar nervous house elf came into view.
Dobby stopped rubbed his hands together as he looked around franticly; for a moment Hermione feared her potion hadn’t worked. But in a matter of seconds the house elf’s attention was directed in front of him, his hand were at his sides and a new calmness had wash over his features.
“True Gryffindor!” He shouted and ran forward and through the wall he had been starring at only moments earlier.
Before anyone could open their mouths to express how shocked they were, Draco walked forward and placed his hand on the wall. The blond Slytherin then turned and walked back toward the others, his face an emotionless mask. Once in front of the Gryffindor he turned again and faced the wall as the house elf had done.
Too fast for Hermione to react Malfoy shouted the password, “True Gryffindor!” A second too late, Ron stepped forward to grab the Slytherin and only caught a fist full of air and before they could blink Malfoy had disappeared through the wall.
Hermione turned quickly, knowing she would have to calm down Ron before he tracked down Malfoy and started a fight the whole wizarding world would hear.
“Ron…” Was all she got out before she heard the password and saw a blaze of red hair zoom past her.
Ginny walked forward and stood next to her. “Shall we, before they kill each other.” Hermione nodded and got ready. “True Gryffindor!” The two girls ran forward passing through the wall and were surprised to hear no arguing.
Ron was standing to the left side of the circular room they were in and Malfoy to the right; both had their backs to the girls. Hermione was about to open her mouth to ask what they were doing when she felt Ginny poke her in the arm. She turned to the red head who was starring knowingly at her older brother.
Hermione walked forward to where Ron was standing and looked down at the table he was transfixed with. Her eyes widened at the objects on it; various pictures of Harry, family and friends were spread over it. The brunette reached forward and lovingly picked one up; the Harry in the photo was sitting on a coach and smiling happily at her while Sirius had one arm draped across Harry’s shoulder and was poking him in the cheek with the index finger of his other hand. Lupin was leaning on the back of the coach between the other two laughing at Sirius and Harry’s behavior.
Hermione sniffed, feeling her eyes clouding with tears, she placed the photo gently back down on the table and was glad to feel Ron’s reassuringly firm grip on her shoulder.
Across the room Ginny cautiously approached Malfoy, not wanting to startle him, but it seemed like the blond didn’t notice her, even when she stood next to him. She watched as he slowly raised his hand from his side to the objects on the desk and ran his hand cautiously over them.
Starting at what Ginny recognized to be Harry’s wand, which was nearly broken in two, his hand traveled across ripped and torn Gryffindor robes, a broken pair of glasses, a sword in a fading blood covered scabbard, a Firebolt broom and stopped at the end with Harry’s prized invisibility cloak.
Ginny’s first thought was that Malfoy was thinking of taking the cloak when no one was looking, after all an invisibility cloak was a rare and valuable treasure. Not even being filthy rich like Malfoy was guaranteed you would ever own one.
This was Ginny’s thought until she looked up to Malfoy’s face, and was confused at what she saw. The blonde’s normally cold emotionless steel grey eyes were downcast, Ginny was sure that she saw what could only be worry and grief. The same look Hermione and her brother got when they talked about Harry. And this worried Ginny far more than the thought of the Slytherin taking Harry’s cloak.
The girl looked down at where Malfoy’s hand had been only moments ago and noticed the blonde had pulled his hand back. She looked up as Malfoy turned; his eyes were back to their normal uncaring look as he made his way to the center of the room. Hermione and Ron did the same, Ginny shook her head as she walked forward, trying to clear her mind of such strange thoughts.
Everyone studied the long narrow hallway, the only way out of the room besides the wall they had originally passed though when they entered the circular room.
Draco was the first to move, he stepped forward into the dark hallway followed by Ron then Hermione and Ginny, who walked closely side by side.
The group worked their way quickly along the narrow hall emerging in a larger circular room, which seemed to be an indoor garden.
The entire ceiling and walls were made of clear glass to allow the sun access; the room was filled with thousands of pure white roses. The path they stood on was black marble and just wide enough for two people to walk side by side. The path led from the hall straight through the roses and into a large round clearing in the center of everything. A small path had been dug and filled with water around the central floor, from the path various smaller ones ran off and disappeared into the roses.
They studied the beautiful room in awe until a voice broke through the silence.
“Dobby’s brought more pictures for you to look at.”
Everyone’s attention was drawn to the center of the room at the sound of the house elf’s voice. In the middle of the black marble floor was what could only be called a throne, made of the same marble; sitting in the throne was a small figure almost completely concealed by the elegant white robes it was wearing. The only thing visible was a long dark black bang which most likely hung over the person’s eyes.
“Look, this one is of masters Sirius and Lupin at Hogwarts. And this one is of Miss Granger with her cat.” Dobby, who only reached the seated person’s knee, happily pointed at each person in the photos. “You remember her right? You used to say she was a brilliant witch whenever anyone asked you to describe her.”
Hermione realized what was going on, her eyes widened in shock and she clapped her hands over her mouth to fight back a sob.
“Please try to remember, it would make masters Sirius and Lupin very happy.”
In front of Hermione, Malfoy stood frozen in shock. Ron and Ginny caught on last, both reacting the same as Malfoy and Hermione.
Dobby’s voice echoed through their ears. “You must come back to us. You must remember Harry Potter.”
*********And theres chapter six!^_^What did you think, did you like it? I have chapter seven written and being edit by my wounderful beta Kat Seay!!!!!^_^ Leave me a comment and tell me what you think, it really inspires me to write my best for you guys.^_^***************