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Learning to Love a Veela	By : razldazzl72 Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 25584 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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A/N: For those that wanted Bitch!Pansy, sorry to disappoint you, at least for now, she may get bitchy later though... hehehe
THANKS for all those that reviewed!!! They are GREATLY appreciated.
Chapter 13
Draco finally got to the Slytherin common room and his eyes blazed with fury. Spotting the two overgrown ox in the corner, he stormed over. Pansy stood in the doorway watching the events unfold. She had no idea what was going on and spotted Blaise sitting on one of the couches, eyes wide watching Draco. None of the Slytherin's had any idea of what was happening. None but three. Crabbe, Goyle, and Draco all knew what was happening.
"You dare to harm him? You should know better then that you overgrown oaf." Draco spat, barely containing his rage. He'd contain it until he'd said his peace; then he'd extract his revenge. "You knew he was my chosen, and yet you dare touch him? Are you truly so thick in the head to think I wouldn't find out who harmed him? HOW DARE YOU! You're going to pay the price for what you have done now!" Draco finished violently, seething in his anger, and waved his hand violently through the air sending both Crabbe and Goyle screaming at the tops of their lungs. All the Slytherins in the room flinched, covering their ears due to it becoming so loud that they worried for their hearing.
Draco waved his hand again and released the curse. "Don't even think your getting off that easily. Did you recognize the curse, Goyle? Made you feel like your muscles were on fire, didn't it? Here, try this one on for size." Draco waved his hand again, and they were suspended from the ceiling by their thumbs. Taking into consideration their weight, it was extremely painful.
At this time Snape entered the common room since one of the first years had run to get him. Shaking his head, Snape just leaned against the wall to enjoy the show. The headmaster had given him stern orders not to interfere with anything Draco was doing, as it was his right as a Veela to defend his mate-to-be. Pansy looked over at her Head of House and burst into giggles at his appearance. He had still had the yellow hair with pink tips, and it was still spiked. Snape only raised a questioning eyebrow at her, but then dismissed it as he returned to watch the Veela take his vengence out on the two half-witted boys.
Pansy, recovering from the giggles, half turned toward Blaise and asked what exactly was happening.
"Well," started Blaise softly still watching the Veela, "it turns out that Potter, of all people, is Draco's mate." Blaise took a second to glance at her reaction. She masked it so well that he couldn't really tell how she was taking the shocking news. "From what I've heard, he was attacked this morning on his way back to the rooms he shares with Draco. Now, well... now Draco's getting revenge for what happened to his mate. Well within his rights, even if I don't agree with his chosen, but there is nothing anyone can do about that."
"My word," replied Pansy. "Well, is Potter at least accepting Draco as his mate?" Blaise nodded that as far as he knew, yes, Potter had accepted it. "Well, as long as Draco's happy, I'm happy! Simple as that." Pansy then put her full attention back on watching as Draco continued to torture the idiots who dared to hurt Potter, even if she hadn't known him well enough to make a judgment on if she liked him. For Draco, she'd give him a shot. She wanted to remain on Draco's good side; that was for certain. They'd been best friends for, well, for forever. It had hurt her a little that she wasn't his chosen, but she could live with it, as long as it wasn't that know-it-all Granger.
Draco had moved on to making them recite facts known about Veela's and part-Veela's. They were currently reciting facts about the magical strengths of them.
"Once the Veela or part-Veela," Goyle gasped, Crabbe then took over, still suspended from the ceiling.
"Comes into their inheritance, their magic will increase at least ten fold," Crabbe ground out between his teeth, clearly in pain.
"Good, you know that much; now tell me about how a Veela or part-Veela will react if their chosen is hurt in anyway," Draco said calmly, not showing how this was affecting him, the glee that he felt in making them pay, or the anger that was raging to be completely released. Waving his hand to make them swing from their thumbs slightly, therefore, increasing the pain, Draco smiled maniacally when he heard the receiving screams from both.
"The Veela or part-Veela will extract revenge for any harm caused to his mate," Goyle ground out tearfully.
"The punishment is also within the rights of the Veela or part-Veela, which could go all the way through death, depending on the amount of damage extracted on the mate or chosen," Crabbe also ground out tearfully.
"ENOUGH!" Shouted Draco. Pure fury plainly visible in his eyes, a fresh wave of anger surging through him at the damage they'd caused his chosen, he snarled out what he had to say next. "Your punishment is far from over." Draco waved his hand again, and the two oafs fell to the floor hard, as the ceiling was a good twelve feet up. Draco then pulled out his wand, closed his eyes in concentration, and cast a spell on both of them. Their eyes got wide, and they started to scream again. The spell Draco had cast Pansy, Blaise and Snape all recognized, and all three were scared for the boys. They also knew there was nothing they could do to stop him in extracting his revenge. The only one who could stop him was Harry, and he was no where near him at the moment.
Crabbe and Goyle were experiencing every spell they had cast on Potter that morning. Oh how they screamed. They started to ramble apologies to the part-Veela, but he didn't want to hear them. Draco cast a silencing spell around them, so as to not damage everyone's ears from the screams. Draco watched in fascination as something very unexpected happened. Right before everyone's eyes, both Crabbe and Goyle's hair started to change color. It was going white. Just shrugging that tid bit of information off, Draco and the rest of the Slytherin's started to snicker slightly.
"There is nothing that can bleach your hair so thoroughly as Veela-induced terror," Snape had said with a smirk on his face. All the Slytherins present then went into full belly laughs when their professor said that, including Draco. (A/N: THANKS Scythe for that little sentence, I told you I'd try and work it in and I though it funniest coming from the yellow haired man himself!!!)
Draco went and sat next to Pansy and Blaise, waiting patiently for the spell to run through its course.
"Pansy, I'm sorry for how I treated you in the hall, but as you can see, I was on a mission; one that I am still not done with," Draco said, looking at his best friend. "Did you find out who my chosen is, or do you still want to know?" Draco asked; he really did hope that Pansy would accept who his chosen was. He didn't want to lose his friend.
"Oh, Blaise told me," Pansy replied softly. "To be honest, I was hurt it wasn't me, but I also know there is nothing for it either. I can't change it, and it's not like you have a choice in the matter either." Looking her friend in the eye, she continued to reassure him. "As long as he doesn't hurt you, I think I can live with it. Is he being nice to you Draco?" Draco could tell she really wanted to know; it was the clear emotion of motherly worry playing in her eyes that showed that to Draco. Draco's own eyes then softened as he thought about Harry, a dreamy look taking over his features. He nodded before he spoke to her.
"Oh, Pansy, he's been wonderful. He isn't at all like we had thought he is. He's kind, generous, and loving, trust-worthy. He's taking all of this exceptionally well also. I am so sorry it wasn't you Pansy, but you have to admit, it'd be a little odd mating with your best friend." Draco looked apologetically at Pansy, hoping that she understood. His fears were illeviated with what she had to say in return.
"Yeah, I guess it would be. Hey, lets look at the bright side, at least he's good looking." Pansy winked at him and smiled at the part-Veela, who in turn smiled back at her. "I mean, we can still be friends, right? And I'd really like to get to know Potter, I mean Harry. He's going to be a major part of your life now; it's the least I can do." Pansy shrugged then went back to watching Crabbe and Goyle wallow on the floor in agony.
An hour after the spell had been cast, both Crabbe and Goyle were panting for breath and crying out in pain, albeit rather weakly now. Draco approached them again, waving his hand once more causing both Crabbe and Goyle to flinch, not knowing what to expect. When they felt nothing, they both sighed in relief. Draco smirked at them evilly.
"Oh, you are far from done yet. I am done with what I am going to actually do to you. The last spell I cast, well, I'll tell you what it did even though you don't deserve to know. I should kill you for what you did to Harry, but I know he wouldn't want that. The spell I just cast makes you allergic to magic. You can't use it, nor can you have a spell cast upon you without having some serious pain inflicted on you body. You will have to have your wounds healed without magic; they have to heal on their own. You can take potions, but I doubt Professor Snape," shooting a glare that said he'd better not give them anything, Snape nodded at the silent request, "will give you any. I know Madam Pomfrey won't; she knows what you did to Harry, and she is none too pleased with either of you." Shooting very smug smirks at the imbeciles, Draco turned very serious. "You are VERY lucky you didn't rape him. For if you had, I would surely have killed you. Now why don't you tell me who put you up to this before I decide to cast another spell on you," Draco sneered at the shaking young men before him. They gathered their wits about them and looked at each other, debating on if the pain was worth withholding the information. Deciding it was in their best interest, they told Draco who had set them to it.
"It was our fathers' idea, really, Draco; that's all we know. We got letters a couple of weeks ago, and this was the first time we caught him alone. We're sorry, Draco, but they said they'd punish us if we didn't get him and hurt him," Goyle said in a weak, shaky voice.
"I should kill you for what you've done," Draco scolded them.
"But you won't do anything more to them," interrupted a startlingly familiar voice. Draco recognized it immediately even though it was laced with slight pain and concern. "I think you've done enough, Draco; they realize what they did." Draco turned and his eyes immediately softened. The part-Veela couldn't deny his chosen of that request. His request was no more done to them, and he would abide by it. Harry held out his hand to Draco and Draco automatically went to his chosen and held his hand. Harry pulled him into a hug, pulled his head down to his mouth, and whispered into his ear. "Thank you for making them understand, but you've done enough. Thank you for not killing them. I don't want to be with a murderer, always remember that." Harry could feel Draco nod and return the hug.
Professor Snape moved forward and waved for Blaise and a few of the older Slytherin's to help him get Crabbe and Goyle to the Hospital Wing to get bandaged up, and they vacated the common room. Pansy came over to 'introduce' herself to Harry. Harry and Draco and pulled apart from each other, but were still holding hands. Harry stood in front of Draco being halfway supported by him; he was still a little weak from what had happened this morning.
"Hello, Potter." Catching the mock-glare from Draco, she smile. "I mean Harry." Harry blushed at her using his first name. She'd never done that before. "I hear congratulations are in order for you and Draco. I must say I was shocked to hear it was you. But from what Draco tells me, both of you are handling it well, and for that I'm glad." Pansy's face lit into a genuine smile that lit up her eyes. Her face suddenly took on a serious expression when she spoke to him again. "You'd better not hurt him, Harry. He's important in my life, and I don't want that jeopardized." Harry looked at her in with a completely serious expression.
"I couldn't bear to hurt anyone on purpose, Pansy; I promise you that. The only one I have ever hurt on purpose was Voldemort, and I'm not sure how you felt about him, but he needed to be wiped off the face of the planet." Harry spoke with such conviction that Pansy held no doubt that he would treat Draco well. She smiled at that.
"I believe you, Harry. I don't know much about you, but I do know you have never lied, and you are honorable. But I wouldn't be a best friend if I didn't warn you, now would I?" Pansy spoke and smiled at the dark haired Gryffindor. Harry lowered his eyes and stiffened at what Pansy said, being reminded of his own best-friend Ron. He hadn't been so accepting of the situation, not at all. He only hoped he'd come around soon. Hermione hadn't been totally accepting either, but at least she wanted to have more information before coming to a decision about the whole affair. He could accept that, but Ron was being his usual pig-headed self. He wasn't sure how to handle the redhead anymore. He loved him like a brother, but sometimes it wasn't enough to excuse his actions. You'd think, with the life Harry had led, that he would just want his friend happy, but Harry thought that was too much to ask of Ron. Harry wondered briefly if Ron would ever come around. The redhead tended to come around, but only when he wanted to come around, no sooner and no later.
"Harry," Draco said softly to him, "he'll come around; you know he will. Granger will talk to him, and he'll come around. And if he doesn't, he wasn't a true friend anyway." Draco spoke, squeezing Harry's hand gently to reassure him.
"I know that, Draco, it's just, well, we've been through so much together. He's like a brother to me; why can't he just want me to be happy? At least 'Mione didn't judge; she wants more information before she comes to a decision. I know she only wants for me to be happy. She sees that I am happy with you, but she doesn't trust you because of what's happened in the past. I can understand that, and I hope you do as well; she can't just sweep that under the rug. Sometimes I have trouble with that as well, but the Draco I know now, is nothing like the Malfoy from the past. It's still strange and new; I like how you are now, but I can't just forget what you've done to us in the past. Not that we didn't give as good as we got though." Harry never looked up or changed his tone. He didn't want to see pain or rejection in Draco's eyes if he'd turned around to look. Draco wrapped his arms around Harry and hugged him gently from behind.
"Shush, I understand perfectly. It's odd for me at times as well. I am grateful for how Granger is approaching this; I'd expect nothing less from her. It's the weasel that has me upset. He has no right to make you, his best friend, upset like he has. It's not right, even Pansy here is willing to accept what is happening." Gesturing to the girl, Draco gave her a soft smile. "Maybe we should make Weasley read the books again to make him understand. I'll tell you what I'll do," Draco said softly. Pansy was watching this whole scene before her, from what she saw so far, she liked Harry. Draco had been right with what he'd said about Harry. Harry waited patiently to hear what Draco was going to say. "I'll apologize to Granger for how I've treated her in the past. If I'd have had any idea that you'd be my chosen, I'd not have done over half of what I did to you three over the years," Draco said to his boyfriend. "I will not, however, apologize to Weasley until he acts better towards you. I'll not have him hurting your feelings; I stand by my suggestion of making him read all the information again until it sinks into that thick skull of his." Draco could feel Harry shake with silent laughter and smiled over his head at Pansy. Pansy couldn't help but giggle a little as well when she realized Harry was laughing. Harry's head snapped up to look at the girl; he'd totally forgotten she was there. With a question burning in his eyes, he waited patiently for her to give a slight nod of ascent to encourage him to ask her the question.
"Pansy, has Draco always been like this? This person I've known for only two and a half days?" Pansy grinned at him.
"Yeah, Harry, he has always been like this to all the Slytherins. He really is a nice guy once you get to know him. He's been my best friend for years actually, since we were," Pansy looked off trying to remember, Draco interrupted with the answer immediately when she broke off.
"Three, Pansy dear, since we were three years old." Grinning over Harry's head, Draco let go of Harry and went and gave Pansy a hug. "Thanks for being so understanding, Pansy; it means a lot to me." Pansy returned the hug eagerly.
"Of course I'd accept it, Draco; what else would I do for my best friend? Besides," she said as she let go of Draco and looked at Harry, "I like him; I think he'd be good for you, and I think you'd be good for him as well." Smiling softly at Harry, she reached out a gentle hand and touched his cheek. Harry immediately was blushing at the action from her. "I also think you two look absolutely adorable together, a beautiful couple; your mother will be pleased I'm sure. Speaking of your parents," Pansy lowered her hand for Harry's cheek and looked over to Draco. "How did your father take it?" Looking for his reaction, Draco simply smiled and replied.
"Surprisingly well actually; he gave Harry a peace offering. It was a complete family history." Noticing Harry wince at the mention of the book, Draco said no more about it, and Pansy looked at him questioningly until Draco mouthed 'later' to her causing her to nod her agreement. Draco then turned to Harry and pulled up his chin so they had direct eye contact. "Harry, do you feel like going into Hogsmeade with me? If you don't feel up to it, we can always go tomorrow," Draco said while eyeing Harry for his reaction.
"I feel ok; just not for hours and hours, I'm a little tired from this morning. Why what do you need to go to Hogsmeade for?" Harry asked, perking up at the thought of leaving the castle.
"Well, if you agreed to go, I was going to take you shopping. Has anyone ever told you your clothes are atrocious?" Draco replied in all honesty causing Pansy to burst out laughing and Harry blushed, yet again.
"Well, it's not my fault; I couldn't let the muggle know I had money, otherwise they'd try and take it from me." Getting slightly defensive, Harry shot a mild glare at the blonde. "But since I never have to go back, let's go shopping. OH, do you think I could get my eyes fixed too?" Harry was excited at the prospect of getting new clothes and never needing his glasses again. Pansy's face lit up as well; shopping, oh yes, she could use a shopping trip, and now that she knew Harry needed a whole new wardrobe, she'd be there to assist, that's for certain. Draco's face lit up as well.
"Of course you can get your eyes fixed, Harry. Are you ready to go now, or did you need to get anything from our room?"
"Nope, I'm ready. Remus brought my clothes down to the hospital wing, and I showered there before I came down here. I've got my wand, so I'm ready. Oh, wait, I don't have my money. Who's paying for my clothes and such? If you pay, I can pay you back later," Harry asked, getting giddy at the anticipation of getting a whole new wardrobe.
"Harry, I'm taking care of you now; that means your clothes and health needs are provided by me. You don't have to ever pay for anything ever again! I am paying for your new clothes." Looking over to the girl that was seated with them, Draco smirked. "I see Pansy's brain working overtime, is it ok if she comes with us?" Draco smiled at his friend. Harry nodded his affirmative, and off the trio went to Hogsmeade.

End Chappie 13!!! Hope you liked it.. Chappie 14 teaser... Falling in love and a new friend!!! but, it's not a human.. hehehe, what else wants to bond with Harry?
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