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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: Thanks to Myk for Beta reading for me.. hehehe.
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Chapter 15
"Fafner," Harry said with conviction. Fafner, the pseudodragon, then looked up at Harry and licked his nose. Harry giggled and Draco shook his head.
"Leave it to you, Harry, to be the only one this century to be approached by a pseudodragon. Let alone being the chosen of a part-Veela as well." Amusement was evident in his voice in the blonde boy's voice.
"This isn't a problem for you, is it? I mean, the whole part-Veela thing and now this, dragon thingy?" Harry asked in concern for his blossoming relationship with Draco.
"No, there is not a conflict; it's just funny that things want to bond with you." Draco couldn't stop the smile that graced his face. "Besides, I think Fafner likes me." Harry burst into giggles then while Pansy and Sirius watched in shock and awe (A/N: Couldn't help it, had to use it..lol)
Fafner was three and a half feet long from horns to tail. His eyes were an almost glowing yellow. When Harry looked into them, he saw love and understanding with a heavy dose of mischief laced in there as well. No one else could see any emotions in the creature’s eyes. Fafner, it seemed, wasn’t going to leave Harry’s side, and that was fine by Draco; it appeared he’d be able to let Harry leave his sight, but he’d let Harry go reluctantly.
‘Now, Harry, if any of us wants to find out about Fafner, we have to speak to him directly, but you’ll have to answer. They have a slight telepathic bond with whom they’ve chosen.’ Draco continued to inform Harry and the others what he knew about this little dragon thing that was being protective over Harry. ‘He won’t be able to communicate words, but he’ll be able to give you emotions and general type feelings for the answers. He can read your mind and thoughts, but he won’t be able to tell anyone. In fact,’ Draco smirked at the pseudodragon while he spoke, ‘I’d say he’s been in your head for the last couple of days, haven’t you?’ Draco asked the pseudodragon pointedly.
Fafner watched and listened to Draco’s explanations and agreed with everything that he’d said, so he made no movement to discourage. He actually needed Harry to know so he wouldn’t be shocked. When Draco asked the question, Fafner hopped slightly and produced what could only be called a bark of agreement. He then turned to Harry and looked at him apologetically, nuzzling his Harry’s hand to ask for forgiveness. He knew Harry didn’t want anyone in his mind, but his mind had actually called to him; that’s why he had stayed with it.
Harry smiled when he felt the waves of sorrow wash through him. Fafner was sorry he probed Harry’s mind. ‘It’s all right, Fafner; actually I’m glad someone knows everything,’ Harry said softly only Fafner and Draco had heard the quiet murmurrings of the other boy. Harry reached over to pet Fafner between the two small horns on his head; Fafner, however, had another idea. Without warning, Fafner jumped up into Harry’s lap, and with his short little arms, held Harry’s hand and started licking him all over. Harry couldn’t help it; he started laughing so hard he was soon holding his sides. Fafner’s tail was wagging like a big dog’s tail; and at that, Sirius couldn’t help but laugh as well.
Sirius looked over to Draco. ‘Are you absolutely sure this pseudo-what’s-it isn’t going to hurt Harry?’ Draco’s eyes softened, and he slowed his laughing at the antics of Harry’s newest friend.
Nodding and smiling, Draco replied, ‘Oh yeah, he’s really hurting him, isn’t he? Heheh, no, this is as dangerous as he will get... to Harry anyway. If anyone tries to hurt him, or if the pseudodragon senses danger, then he will be vicious. Otherwise, this one is acting very mischievous. I’d have to say you’d be better off watching your back around Fafner than watching Harry’s.’ Draco said, laughter dancing in his eyes.
‘And how do you feel about all this?’ Pansy was finally starting to speak again.
‘Well, I know he’ll never do anything to harm Harry, just as I won’t, so it bothers me very little.’ Draco shrugged, ‘I’m glad I have a little more help protecting him; pseudodragon’s are kind of like Veela’s in that aspect. They will do anything to protect their bond mate; however, the bond between pseudodragon and human are not in anyway sexual. Therefore he can bond with Harry, as can I. Their bond will form more quickly then Harry’s and mine will; they have a direct emotional link. Therefore, they will be able to read each other well.’ Draco continued, and Harry was half-listening as he was stuck between trying to get the mini-dragon thing off him and finding out about his new friend. ‘Whereas between Harry and I, we have to find ways to communicate to each other between body language and vocalizations, which of course can be misinterpreted. There is no chance of misunderstanding between Harry and Fafner.’ Draco went over and patted Fafner on the head. ‘Leave him alone now, let him recover; he’s had a very long day, as you know.’
Fafner looked at Draco as if assessing him before nodding and getting off of Harry’s lap. He licked Harry one last time for good measure, which got smiles from everyone. He then disappeared just as quickly as he’d come, sending a hungry feeling into Harry. Harry smiled.
‘Where did he go?’ Asked Sirius, still not entirely sure if he trusted the creature.
‘Hunting, he’s hungry,’ giggled Harry. Harry then tried to stifle a yawn, without success. Draco and Sirius both noticed. Saying goodnight to each other, Sirius moved over to Harry while Draco went to speak with Pansy, quickly then to bid her goodnight as well just as Sirius was with Harry.
‘Well, Bambi, you had quite a day today, didn’t you?’ Sirius said with slight amusement in his voice. ‘You’re sure you’re all right though, right?’ Sirius’ demeanor changed to reflect his concern for his godson. Harry smiled tiredly at him, nodding his head in ascent.
‘Yeah, Padfoot, I’m fine, just really tired all of a sudden,’ Harry replied. While doing so he felt a relaxing presence in his mind, and his smile brightened more upon feeling it.
‘Fafner did something, didn’t he?’ Sirius asked, amused by the look on Harry’s face. Harry again nodded.
‘Yeah, he’s sending relaxing feelings; I think he wants me to go to sleep.’ Harry grinned sheepishly at Sirius who chuckled lightly.
‘All right, you go get ready for bed, and I’ll see you tomorrow then, all right?’ Sirius told Harry as he hugged him firmly, but at the same time gently. Harry reveled in the feeling of being held in such a manner. He’d had so little attention growing up that he tended to milk all the hugs he got.
‘All right, Siri; I’ll see you tomorrow.’ Harry reluctantly pulled away from Sirius and went into his bedroom to change into some of the new silk pajama’s he’d gotten while shopping earlier. To say that Pansy attempted to dress him like a doll was an understatement. But he’d had fun, even if he didn’t admit it to anyone but himself. It had felt glorious to be spoiled for once in his life. Well, he knew he’d been somewhat spoilt as a baby by Sirius, Remus, and even Peter before he’d betrayed them all. Remus had shown Harry a ton of photos of Harry as a baby. Remus knew all along that Harry would be the closest thing he’d have to having a son or child of his own. The beautiful thing about not having your own actual child was that when they started to get to the whiney, I’m-tired-but-gonna-make-you-miserable stage, you could give them back to mom and dad and leave. Remus though never did that. He loved Harry as his own from the start. It had killed him that Albus had forbid him from visiting Harry while he grew up with the Dursley’s, claiming it was for Harry’s safety since the whereabouts of Voldemort was unknown. Dumbledore could feel him even though he wasn’t anywhere near living, he could sense that he was still around.
Draco stood and spoke with Pansy until he saw Harry go into his room; he assumed it was for the night. He was slightly hurt that Harry hadn’t said goodnight or anything like that to him. Draco and Pansy spoke of Harry, and how Pansy liked him, and thought that he would be good for Draco. It would give someone for Draco to care for, and someone who desperately needed to be cared for as well. She questioned him a bit more on Fafner. After being reassured all would be fine, she too departed; it happened to be the same time Sirius left. Draco stopped Sirius on the way out.
‘Sirius would you be kind enough to make sure Pansy gets back to the dorms all right? With everything that’s happened here today, I trust no one with my best friend other then Harry and you.’ Draco was really concerned for the one person he considered his sister. Sirius smiled at him and nodded.
‘Of course I will, Draco; you didn’t even have to ask. I was planning on it anyway.’ Sirius winked and offered Pansy his arm, which she took while gawking at Sirius. Draco stood there in shock before he burst into laughter. This happened just as Harry stepped out of his bedroom. Crossing his arms over his chest and pouting, Harry asked Draco what he’d missed.
‘I think Sirius likes Pansy; I mean really likes Pansy,’ Draco choked out between his fit of giggles. Harry’s eyes went wide in shock for a few minutes before he too burst into laughter.
When they had both settled back down again, Harry looked into Draco’s eyes.
‘You’re sure you’re all right with Fafner? I mean, he’s already bonded too me so there isn’t much I can do about it, but you’re sure it doesn’t bother you?’ Harry asked Draco, concern for their budding relationship evident in his voice. Draco moved so he could embrace the shorter boy.
‘Of course it’s all right. I’m fine with it actually; that just means you have that much more protection. I’m all for making sure you live a very, very long time.’ Draco then kissed the top of Harry’s head. Looking up, Harry got lost in Draco’s stormy eyes. Slowly the two leaned in towards each other and kissed, ever so gently, and then pulled apart. They then smiled at each other shyly. ‘Are you ready for bed, Harry?’ Draco asked softly. Harry nodded and started to pull Draco towards his room. The blonde boy looked at him with bewildered eyes. ‘Harry, aren’t you going to sleep in your room tonight?’ Draco asked slightly urgently. The raven haired boy could enter his room with no difficulty, but he could not enter Harry’s. But why was Harry heading towards Draco’s room? Harry stopped and looked up into Draco’s eyes.
‘I thought—" Harry started shakily, afraid of overstepping his bounds. ‘I thought maybe I could s...’ It stuck; he couldn’t say it. Closing his eyes and calming himself down, he tried again. ‘I liked it the other night, when we,’ Harry paused again, still not able to say what he wanted. He was getting flustered. Draco brought up a hand and lightly caressed his face. Draco smiled at the petite Gryffindor.
‘Harry, would you like to sleep with me tonight?’ Draco asked softly, not wanting to presume too much of the boy in front of him and what he wanted. When Harry nodded shyly and blushed beautifully, Draco couldn’t help the small chuckle that escaped. Harry looked up and into Draco’s eyes and saw no malice there, only love and understanding. Smiling shyly at Draco, Harry led the way into Draco’s room and climbed onto the bed. Getting under the covers, Draco bent over him and kissed his forehead. ‘I’m going to take a shower; you go to sleep. I’ll be back shortly, all right?’ Draco said softly so as to not wake up the already almost half asleep boy. Receiving a nod and a contented sigh, he watched for a few moments as Harry snuggled into the covers and breathed in deeply to capture the scent on the pillows. Draco couldn’t help the smile that spread across his face; Harry just seemed to evoke all sorts of odd reactions from the other boy. Draco then grabbed his pajama bottoms and went to take his shower.
When Draco stepped back into his room, he noticed Harry had moved a little and was now actually cuddling with Draco’s pillow. Draco grinned before turning out all but one candle. He then crawled onto the bed as well, prying his pillow away from Harry, getting a whimper for his action, then laid down next to the sleeping Gryffindor. Harry immediately latched onto him and sighed again contentedly. Draco kissed the top of his head, and then fell into a peaceful slumber right along the other boy.
When the sun rose, Draco felt something nuzzling his neck. Draco smiled as he moved the cobwebs out of his brain and returned to the land of the living. He tightened his grip slightly on Harry and got a soft moan and a little more friction on the nuzzling, which now included lips. The part-Veela was immediately hard at the close contact of his mate-to-be. Draco rolled slightly, so he was on his side, and gently placed two fingers under Harry’s chin, lifting it so he was looking into sparkling green eyes. Harry smiled at Draco as soon as he looked into those gray eyes. He could stay lost in those eyes forever. Harry pushed up and kissed Draco gently.
‘Morning, Dragon,’ Harry said softly, his voice still somewhat thick with sleep. Draco picked up his wand off the bedside table and cast the 'Breath-be-gone' spell for them both. They smiled widely at each other, and then they pulled together for a deep and passionate kiss. Tongues battling and neither winning and no one complaining about the stalemate. They started to map out each other’s bodies when they both heard a small snort and a grumbling sound. Lazily pulling apart, they knew that nothing dangerous could enter the rooms. Both of the boys turned their heads, smiling at the annoyed looking mini reddish-brown dragon that stood on the foot of the bed tapping it’s foot. All of the theatrics were lost on Harry as he had felt the amusement behind the actions of his new friend.
‘Oh stop it, Fafner; you know you’re not really angry,’ Harry chuckled out. Draco looked over to his boyfriend’s face, and he saw that he was smiling, and smiled as well; then he looked over at Fafner who did a really cute mini-dragon version of a shrug.
Suddenly, Harry’s tummy gurgled, and he looked at Draco sheepishly. Hearing the sound, Harry and Fafner could hear something of a chuckle coming from Harry’s bond mate. Fafner went over to Harry and pulled the covers off, wrapping his tail around Harry’s knee and pulled at it until Harry fell out of bed with an indignant yelp. Draco sniggered at the antics of the little dragon until the pseudodragon pushed Draco on the floor on the other side of the bed with an ‘ouch' coming from Draco's mouth.
‘Well then, I guess it’s time to get up, get dressed, and get some breakfast,’ Draco said while rubbing his tender bottom. Harry and Draco both then got up off the floor glaring at the mini-dragon. They met at the foot of Draco’s bed and gave each other a chaste kiss promising nothing and meaning everything. They then separated to get dressed for the day.
Harry and Draco met in the common room about fifteen minutes after they’d parted. Making sure the other was wearing proper clothes, they grabbed each others hands and started to walk out of the room when Fafner stepped in front of them and swished his tail so that the tip was in Harry’s other hand. Both Harry and Draco smiled at the pseudodragon. The trio made their way down to the Great Hall for breakfast.
They were just getting ready to open the doors when Fafner growled, and Harry felt a tap on his shoulder. Harry and Draco both turned and looked at the red-haired boy that had sadness and regret written all over his face.

End Chapter 15~~~~Teaser.. UMMMM...Ron, Dumbledores hair standing up.. hehehe.. and long talks.
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