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Draco's Veela	By : FireCats20 Category: Harry Potter Crossovers > General - Misc Views: 1840 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, Daughters of the Moon, or Sons of the Dark, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Prolog Part 1: Magical London
- 2-Prolog Part 2: LA—4 Sons, 5 Daughters, A Prince, and an Ancient Evil
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AN: In order for this to work the way I needed it to, I had to make Harry 2 years old when his parents are killed. I also made the daughters friends before the age of 15.

Summary: Ivy is your normal LA teen, except for her unearthly beauty and powers. At age thirteen, she could turn the head any man, gay or straight. The guys want her and the girls hate her. Aside from her beauty, Ivy's only flow is her inability to control her powers. These powers operate on her emotions; due to the fact, she was born under the element of water, in her case ice, when Ivy is upset things around her freeze. Now this young Siren finds herself at the one place she swear she would never go, Hogwarts. Sent by her father — a former Death Eater — Damian Skylee, what is her role in the battle between Harry and Voldemort and what is this even darker force? While at the school, old memories begin haunting her and an old flame rekindled; and will her new allies be able to save her from her past?

Prolog

Part 1: Magical London

"James, Lilly?" an angelic voice called. "Are you out here?"

"Yes, Aphrodite, we're back here," Lilly called. She was a beautiful woman, an absolute angel, with long flowing hair. "Just come on around. Did Damian accompany you and the girls, James has been pouting; it seems he will be the only male in attendance for a while." Lilly added playfully as she kissed her husband.

It was James and Lilly's son, Harry's second birthday. Lilly had invited all of her friends to join in the celebration. Aphrodite eagerly accepted, as this would be a perfect time to have a play date for he's five daughters, though only four could play and enjoy the food.

"Yes," Aphrodite answered as she and her husband, Damian stepped into the yard with their children, "and we have a new addition."

"Another little angle," Damian added excitedly. He was a handsome man with dark hair and deep blue eyes.

"Damian, glad you came," James, a handsome man with raven hair and glasses said. "I love to surround myself with beautiful women, but I need another man around every once and a while."

"I hear you," Damian said catching a glimpse of who he thought was Harry zooming by on a toy broom. "Hey James was that little Harry? He looks just like you."

James laughed, "He may look like me, but he has his mother's eyes."

The birthday party seemed to go by quickly. Harry was introduced to Aphrodite and Damian's five daughters. Each girl was dressed according to their element right down to their hair and eyes; Carnation, the oldest, is a Spirit, so she was in silvers and blacks. Azalea, the second oldest, is a Fire, so she was in reds. Ivy, the middle child, is a Water, so she was in blues. Lilac, the second youngest, is an Earth, so she was in greens. And Freesia, the youngest, is an Air, so she was in cream and pastels — Freesia's cloths often look white because of the colors she wares.

Harry and the girls seemed to be enjoying themselves. Ivy wasn't that impressed with Harry, and being the little demon she is, she kept pushing him down. It one point, Ivy pushed Harry's face into his piece of cake, and later she pushed him into the little pond, by accident. When he didn't come back up she ran and got their parents. After that Ivy was always at Harry's side, until the tragic death of his parents six months later.

Damian had tried to warn Lilly and James about the attack, but he wasn't able to warn them in time. He was just one of the few there that night, and he was forced to watch as 'his master,' Voldemort, murdered his true friends. After that night Harry was sent to live with his aunt and uncle in Muggle London, even though Damian pleaded and begged for Harry to remain with him.

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"I can't believe I got stuck babysitting," a man with dark hair and deep blue eyes Whispered as the carriage made its way to a large manor, "She knew I had business to attend to, and still she left them with me."

"Daddy," a voice spoke up, "You know we are right here; and it's not good to talk to yourself, people might think you are crazy."

The man smiled at his daughter, who was now preoccupied with their House Elf, Arrgo. He thought he'd never live to have children, but here he was with five little Veelas to call his own.

"Daddy!" the same little voice called out again, "Arrgo needs new robes!" she said stating a point while the poor House Elf was fighting to keep he sited, "Buy Arrgo new robes!"

Before the man could respond the carriage came to a halt. "We are here Master Skylee," the Driver called, "Shall I wait here for you?"

"No," the man said, "I will be a while," As he helped his daughters out of the carriage he added, "I will send for you when I'm ready to leave."

"Yes Sir, as you wish," the driver said and pulled away.

Arrgo along with his Master and the five little girls walked to the door of the manor, "Girls, I expect you to be on your best behavior. Your Daddy has a meeting with the master of this estate, so PLEASE mind Arrgo."

"Yes Daddy! We won't!" At once the five girls said.

"That's what I'm afraid of," the man said knocking on the oversized door.

A short time later the group of seven was lead to a large crowded study, where they were greeted by a tall slender man with platinum blond hair and cold gray-blue eyes.

"Damian, my old friend," the platinum blond haired man said when he saw the group, "I was beginning to think you were not coming."

"You should know me better than that, Lucius," Damian said as he took his friends hand. "Who are these handsome young men?"

"Draco and Nicholas," Lucius said in his normal cold tone, "My sons. The only ones I think I'll have. Nicholas was not planed." He added looking at the younger of the two boys.

"They look just like you," Damian said, then looked at his five daughters," I hope you don't mind, my wife left them with me while she visited he sister."

"Not at all," Lucius said, "Dobby take the children outside."

"Yes, as you wish master" The little House Elf, Dobby said.

Arrgo, Dobby and the other house elves watched the children as they played outside so their masters could meet in peace. Damian's daughters were completely uncontrollable and it took all the House Elves to handle Ivy. She was mean to all the other children, especially one raven-haired pug-faced girl that Ivy was constantly pushing into the large fountain outside the Malfoy Manner.

"Miss Skylee," Arrgo pleaded "Play nice, you don't want to anger your father do you?"

"No Arrgo," the same little girl said, with false innocence, looking down at the ground. When she looked up again, she saw her father and squalled, "Daddy is you meeting over?"

"Yes." Damian said, "Have you been playing nice?"

"Yes Daddy we have," the little girl said, while shacking her head no.

Damian shuck his head at his little girl and looked down at Arrgo, who was now in a frilly pink dress with matching pink bows on his ears, and asked, "Do I even want to know what they—she—did?"

Arrgo just looked down in embarrassment at the makeover he had received. The little girl was grinning from ear to ear. She for one loved Arrgo's new look, because she was the one to give him the makeover.

Lucius looked shocked, as did the rest of the men that had attended the meeting, and with a cold tone, Lucius asked, "Is that your House Elf?"

"I'm afraid so," Damian said, "This little one decided Arrgo needed new robes, and took it upon herself to get him some."

"What?" She squeaked innocently putting he hands up in defense, "Arrgo looks pretty in pink, besides Daddy he so dirty after falling into the mud he needed to have something clean."

"So you put him in a pink dress?" Damien asked. Ivy just smiled.

As soon as Damian sat his daughter down she ran off to find Draco. As soon as she was out of ear shout Arrgo looked up at Damian, "Master Skylee," he asked timidly, playing with the dress, "Is there a way for you to reverse what your Hell…um…daughter has done?"

Damian laughed, "You meant to say Hellion," he asked the Elf, "I rather like the new look on you." Arrgo gave a pathetic look and Damian said, "I'll reverse it when Ivy's not looking."

"Thank you master," Arrgo said still timid.

Damian gave a sly smile, "Time to meet my Veelas…well um…My Sirens," He gave a lit whistle and called his daughters, "Girls line up!" He then turned to Lucius and the group, "These are my Hellions…"

"Daddy!" The five girls said I once as they lined up oldest to youngest.

"Besides Ivy is the only Hellion you have," the little girl in black and silver said, "everyone else is angels."

Damian wasn't expecting them to appear so quickly, "I meant my daughters, all of which are Sirens. As you can tell their hair and eyes show what element they were born under. They also dress according to their element. My oldest is Carnation; her element is Spirit which explains the silver. Next is Azalea; her element is Fire, which explains the red. In the middle we have Ivy; her element is Water which explains the blue. Next is Lilac; her element is Earth, which explains the green. And my youngest is Freesia; her element is Air, which explains the cream — Freesia's cloths often look white because of the colors she wears are often light pastels and cream." Damian paused to look at his daughters, "Girls I want you to say hello to my good friends, Mr. Malfoy, Mr. Crabbe, Mr. Goyle, and Mr. Parkinson."

"Hello Mr. Malfoy, Mr. Crabbe, Mr. Goyle, and Mr. Parkinson, It is a pleasure to met you. We had fun playing with your children and hope you will let us come back and play again." The girls said in unison.

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Over the next five years Ivy and Draco became the best of friends. The pair was inseparable. On the days Damian had meetings Ivy would accompany him even if her sisters did not. They would torture the House Elves and Draco's other friends, Pansy Parkinson, a pug face girl with raven hair, Vincent Crabbe and Gregory Goyle, two chubby boys with dark hair.

Ivy was constantly pushing Pansy into pounds and fountains and asking if she could keep Pansy as a puppy. If Ivy was sad, Draco would comfort her by making it snow red, green, and white rose pestles with 'Draco loves Ivy' or 'Ivy and Draco forever' spelled out on the pestles. Then came the worse news ever, Aphrodite had decided to move.

It was pouring the rain. Arrgo was watching over Ivy and her sisters while they packed the last of their things for the move. It seemed ironic that it was raining, because it was the last night the girls would be spending with their father and Arrgo, and for Ivy, this was the last night she would get to see Draco, her Green Dragon.

"Arrgo?" Ivy asked timidly.

"Yes Miss Skylee?" Arrgo replied.

"I know Mother and Father said not to leave the house," Ivy said, "but I need to see Draco. I have a present for him," I paused as though she were holding back tears, "I was going to give it to him on his birthday, but since we won't be here…"

"Yes Miss Skylee," Arrgo said hugging Ivy, "I will take to see him."

"Thank you, Arrgo," Ivy said returning his hug.

The five slipped into long gray hooded robes and fallowed Arrgo out.

Moments later they stood outside the Malfoy Manor, "Stay here," Ivy whispered, "I have to do this alone."

Draco and Nicholas had been waiting all day for Ivy to show up and when they saw her walking up, both forgot it was raining, and ran out to hug her. Ivy paused when she saw Draco running to her nearly taking off running herself.

"Selene," Draco yelled, "Selene, I thought you weren't coming."

"Draco," Ivy said in a hushed whisper, stopping him an arm's length a way. Something was wrong; Ivy never called him by his name anymore, "Draco… I… I didn't come to play." Ivy paused waiting for Draco or Nicholas to speak, but when they didn't she continued, "I came to tell you I have to go away for a while."

"Will you be —," Draco started to ask, but Ivy cut him off.

"No," Ivy said starting to chock on the words, "I won't be here for your birthday." She paused for a breath, "I don't know when, or if I'll be able to come back before I'm 17."

"Selene," Draco whispered, holding back tears of his own. "When… When are—," again he was cut short.

"Tonight," Ivy said no longer hiding the tears. "I made this for you. It was suppose to be for your birthday." Ivy held up a gold chain with a red crystal attached to it. Inside the crystal was a blooming rose with "Ivy" written in the center. When Draco took the crystal Ivy added, "It has a special charm over it."

"What kind?" Draco asked lost in the rose. He stared at the crystal as though in a trance.

"For now, you're the only one able to see the crystal's center," Ivy began, "Green Dragon…" she paused timidly, "This crystal is a frozen tear drop."

"Won't it melt?" Draco asked looking up at Ivy.

"No," Ivy whispered, "The magic I used to form the crystal is beyond this world; it's a magic that extends from the realm of the Gods."

"So it will stay frozen forever?" Draco looked confused.

"No, Draco, not exactly."

"What do you mean?"

"The magic last only a loves lifetime; meaning the crystal will melt if you stop loving me," The tears were streaming down Ivy's face. "Draco, the magic I used is the strongest magic there is. This magic is so powerful the Gods themselves are afraid of it."

"Why?" Draco's voice was full of concern. "Ivy what's wrong with the magic of the Gods?"

"If the item it's used on brakes in anyway the person who cast the spell will be lost," Ivy could see the confusion on Draco's face, "In other words, the person will die when the magic dies."

Draco looked into Ivy's beautiful Lavender-Blue eyes, as he searched for her reason, "Why? Why would you bind your life to this crystal?"

"Because," Ivy started, the tears never let up, "Draco, I would much rather die than be forced to live without you."

"Ivy what if something happens and Draco falls in love with another girl?" Nicholas asked even more worried than Draco sounded. "What about me? You are the only person that see me. Ivy I need you as much as you need my brother."

"I know that which is why I made you this," Ivy handed Nicholas a silver chain with a blue crystal attached to it. "This crystal it also a tear made from Siren magic. When it glows it means I'm close to death, and if your love for me is true the spell I used will turn me human. I will no longer be able to call upon my Siren heritage and I will no longer be able to use magic."

"You will lose your magic, but stay alive? Nicholas asked.

"Yes," Ivy said keeping her face hidden under the hood of her cloak. "If Draco forgets me then my Siren will die and I will become a Muggle.

Ivy moved shifting he weight reviling the small silver chain, which hung around her neck. Draco was the first to notice the chain and green crystal that hung from it. It was identical in size and shape, and even had the same rose as Draco's. The only difference was the green crystal had "Draco" written in the center of it.

Draco touched the crystal, "Your crystal… Is it the same as mine?"

"Yes, it's just like yours. I chose the silver and green for you because they are your favorite colors and…"

"The red and gold for you."

"Yes."

"What about the rose?"

"It will constantly bloom. If it starts to wilt I will start losing my powers, and when the crystal melts, I will become human and later die." Ivy was quite for a few seconds, waiting for Draco to speak; sensing his unspoken question she added, "There is a way around the magic, however I don't know what it is, that's why I made Nicholas's necklace."

"Why Ivy?" Draco asked. "We cannot live without you. You and I are just 10, what if your choice is wrong? What will happen if there is someone else we grow to love?" Draco paused for a breath, "I love you, Ivy. I love you more then everything I have here, more than my inheritance and I can't stand the thought of losing you."

Ivy and Draco in reality were far too young to feel for each other the way they did, and it killed the both of them to have to say good-bye. But Ivy managed to and Draco had a hard time letting go of Ivy. He and his brother wanted their last hug, for who knew how long, to last forever. Ivy was cautious, up until this point, never letting the hood of her cloak fall; but as she turned from Draco and Nicholas, she walk slow at first, then eventually took off running, the hood finally falling. The tears flowed freely as she ran faster and faster, further and further from Malfoy Manor.

Ivy wanted nothing more than this to be a bad dream she would wake up from. She would tell her Green Dragon, they would laugh about it, and then push Pansy in a fountain, but this wasn't a dream. This was reality, a nightmare; a nightmare Ivy would never wake from.

Ivy ran until her legs gave out and she collapsed the ground. He breath was heavy and pains shoot through her entire body. When Arrgo and her sisters caught up to her, she yelled. "I hate them Arrgo! I hate them both. Why are they doing this to me? Can't they see how happy I am?

"Damn, Ivy," Carnation said as she braced herself agents a nearby tree, "could you have run any faster?"

"Leave her alone," Azalea snapped, "Can't you see it's harder for her to leave?"

"I don't see why," Carnation spat, a cocky tone in her voice, "She hasn't even—,"

"Draco!" Azalea nearly yelled, "Draco is Ivy equal, her other half. He shares her soul and she has accepted him as her life mate."

Carnation looked down at her younger sister, who was now being cradled by Azalea, Lilac, and Freesia. "You're such a fucking fool!" Carnation said surprising everyone, as she joined the others. They formed a perfect diamond, with Ivy in the center. "You bonded your sole to that damn crystal, didn't you? What the hell were you thinking; using a power even the Gods are afraid of for some boy!"

"He isn't just some boy," Ivy said, "He's my life, my soul, and if I can't be with him I'm bet—,"

"Don't you even dare think about finishing that sentence," Carnation said and pulled Ivy to her.

After several minutes Arrgo spoke, "Your parents will worry if they return home before us."

Ivy freed herself from Carnation's grasp and walked to Arrgo. When she was close enough to the little House Elf, Ivy through her arms around his neck, and whispered softly, "Thank you. Thank you so much, Arrgo. What would I ever do without you?"

"You do not have to thank me Miss Skylee," Arrgo said, "You are still my master and—,"

"I told you call me Ivy, and I am NOT your master, you are my friend!" Ivy exclaimed.

Ivy had a special bound with her Elf and with each passing year that bond only grows stronger. As Arrgo walked the girls back home, Ivy's thoughts consumed her. First she lost her Red Lion, Harry, then her Green Dragon, Draco, and before the end of the night she would lose her father and Arrgo.

When the girls walked in, their parents were waiting frantic. Damian wasn't at all lenient with Arrgo. For the first time in Damian's lifetime he punished Arrgo for disobeying his orders. Later that night, Ivy snuck down to the servant's quarters and went to Arrgo. She wanted to apologize to him for getting him in trouble with her father.

All of the House Elves watched Ivy with curious eyes. She tormented all of them, Arrgo more than most, but she never did anything to get them punished and always said sorry if they got hurt. Ivy never behaved with such timidness, and it surprised them when she crawled into Arrgo's bed and laid her head on his hip, saying sorry until she had falling asleep.

Arrgo combed his fingers through the sleeping child's hair. Every now and then Ivy would mumble "I'm sorry Arrgo" or "Never meant for you to get in trouble" and he knew it. Ivy might be a Hellion, but she was a good child and she respected the House Elves. Ivy was nothing like her pure-blood relatives, and House Elves everywhere loved her and respected her for that.

When Ivy opened her eyes, Arrgo had to reassure Ivy he wasn't upset with her, "You don't have to say you are sorry, none of the other Skylee's did; besides, whether you want to be or not, you are still my master. It does not bother me that your parents punish me for disobeying them, as long as it helps you."

The hours ticked by slowly for Arrgo as he played with Ivy's hair until both drifted off to sleep. Just before midnight Ivy was awakened by her mother's frantic voice, "Ivy, wake up, it's time to leave," Aphrodite said.

Ivy sat up slowly a little disoriented and rubbed her eyes. "Mommy?" she asked in a sleepy tone.

"Ivy, we have to hurry, put this on and get to the parlor," Aphrodite said, "Now Ivy!"

Ivy did as she was told and walked to the parlor with Arrgo. Damian was waiting to tell his wife and children good-bye. Ivy realized this was the moment she prayed wouldn't come. She fought as hard as she could to stay. Ivy needed her farther and Arrgo. She felt lost without them; they knew how to keep her powers in check.

It took Aphrodite and Damian to pull Ivy and Arrgo away from each other. Ivy cried for Arrgo and her father, "No! Please! I need Arrgo! Don't take him away from me! Daddy! Daddy nooo! Let me stay, I have to stay! I need them! Arrgo… Arrgo… Daddy… Daddy… Arrgo, Daddy!"

Aphrodite pulled Ivy and the other four tightly and in a flash of smoke Damian's whole existence way gone. He knew what Aphrodite was doing was to protect their daughters from his fellow Death Eaters, but it still caused him pain. Damian also know that Ivy had been marked at a very young age by, not one, but two evils that wanted her power, and no matter where his family ran the evils of the world would find his daughters, not even the Sirens or Amazons would be able to protect his girls from their destinies.

AN: This chapter was slightly revamped. Please write a review to let me know how I am doing. Flames are welcome...
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