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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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Chapter 2
Lunch came and Draco still had not heard a sound out of Harry. Draco got up and went to Harry's door, knocking on it lightly. He heard a muffled reply and patiently waited for Harry to come open the door. Harry opened the door, looking a little ragged to Draco.
"Are you all right? Lunch is here if you're hungry," Draco said quietly, as to not upset Harry, but loud enough to ensure he was heard. Harry nodded to Draco and headed for the table. Sitting down he rubbed his face with both hands out of frustration. "What's wrong Harry? Is this too much for you at once?" Draco asked gingerly as he sat down.
"Well, I've been thinking about it. It is a lot, but I think I can handle it. I just have so many feelings and thoughts going on inside of me that everything is getting jumbled up." Finally flustered with his explanation, he doubled over, resting his hands on his knees and his head on his hands. "I need Siri or 'Mione. They could make sense of this, they really could." Sitting up, Harry grabbed a sandwich, stood up, and started pacing while he ate. Draco watched in fascination at the way that Harry was processing the new information. It appeared that he thought better while pacing. There wasn't enough room in Harry's bedroom for him to pace, so Draco assumed he had just laid down and stared at the ceiling while trying to process everything. Grabbing a sandwich as well, Draco watched Harry. He could hear Harry rambling, but couldn't hear what he was rambling about. Suddenly, Harry stopped mid-step, looked at Draco, then sat back down at the table having finished his sandwich.
"I suppose that you'd like to know who Siri is?" Noticing Draco's confirming nod, Harry sighed, wondering just how he should explain this. "OK. What I am about to tell you can not leave this room. A mans life depends on it, and so does my sanity." Draco nodded again with concern in his eyes after hearing the slightly pleading quality to his new mate's voice. "OK, Siri, also known to my friends and I as 'Snuffles', is my godfather. His full name is Sirius Black." Harry waited in patient anxiety for the explosions to go off. Looking up at Draco, Harry saw only understanding.
"Harry, if he so much as hurts a single hair on your head..." Letting the threat hang in the air, Draco stopped when Harry held up his hand, effectively silencing the irate half-veela.
"Draco, you'd sooner hurt me than he would. He is innocent of betraying my parents and of the muggles he is accused of murdering. Did you, by any chance, ever hear the name Wormtail?" Harry asked waiting for a response. Draco thought back, sorting through his memories. He had recalled hearing the name a couple of times, and nodded, curious as to where this was going. "Well, Wormtail is Peter Pettigrew." Watching Draco's eyes grow wide with realization, Harry continued on with his explination. "At the last minute, Siri convinced my mum and dad to switch secret keepers to Wormtail. He is the one that betrayed my parents; he also framed Siri for the murders. Siri wouldn't hurt anyone, let alone someone he loves, someone like me. We are the only family the other has, that is why my sanity would be on the line if he got taken away. He's on the run, he never got a trial, he just got shoved into Azkaban for 12 years until he escaped." Smirking slightly, Harry said, " He's the one that wreaked havoc on the fat lady. I'm sure you Slytherin's heard about that. He was after Wormtail, who just happened to be Ron's pet rat, Scabbers, which is a whole other story in itself. Please, whatever you do while he's here, don't turn him in. I need him, almost as much as he needs me." Feeling his eyes tear up, Harry added, as an after thought, "Dumbledore and Snape can both tell you he is innocent." Thus ending Harry's speech about Sirius Black.
"Harry, it's okay. If he's that important to you, then who am I to take him away from you." Smiling at the teared boy, he said, "Like I said before, I only want you happy. He obviously makes you happy being in your life, I won't take that from you. Although I'm glad you told or Ior I might have hexed him, being a wanted felon and all. But now I know, and I'll not harm him, so long as he does not harm you." Harry gave a watery, small smile. "Now, you were rambling while you were pacing, did you work some things out, or do you have questions? Can I help you figure this out in any way?" Draco asked searchingly, while pleading with his eyes for Harry to open up to him.
Taking one look into those pleading eyes, Harry was flustered, totally one hundred percent flustered. He was so confused. Draco hated him, but this year he had toned it down drastically, that had meant something to Harry. Harry wasn't sure how he felt anymore towards his one time rival. He hadn't been with anyone use use of the danger factor with Voldemort, and now here he was, soon to be bonded mate with a half-veela, he would never be in a relationship with anyone else if he accepted. Suddenly it occurred to him, he'd never have children, none of his own anyway. He had always known he wanted his own children. Harry paled at this realization, feeling that he could start crying again.
"Harry, what's wrong? Was it something I said?" Draco asked, concern lacing his tone and words.
"No Draco, it's not you; it's me," Harry replied softly. "I just realized I'll never have my own children," he said even softer.
Draco grinned at him ruefully, asking, "Harry, uh, haven't you been paying attention in Defense classes?" Noticing the bewildered look on Harry's face, Draco rolled his eyes in exasperation. "For Merlin's sake Harry, we can have kids. The human partner of the Veela, whether female or MALE, can, and will, get pregnant unless precautions are taken. You can still have your own flesh and blood children, Harry. I'd love to have them with you, but that's a conversation for later down the line. Right now it's getting to know each other and my wooing you." This was delivered in a slightly sultry voice, but then Draco seemed to become all business on Harry. "I will not pressure you to have sex with me, that will happen when it happens. I will say this though, I have already taken the precautions for accidental pregnancy, and they will remain in place until we at least graduate. Hopefully, we are even bound by then. Like I said, I will take this as slowly as you need to, but I will succeed in seducing you one day, be it tomorrow or one hundred years from now."
"Draco," pausing, Harry was slightly nervous on to how he should word he question, "I have a hypothetical question for you then. What would have happened had I not survived the battle I had with Voldemort last Christmas?"
"I would not have mated with anyone then. The Veela only has one mate Harry, if you had died, I would have come into my inheritance and died as well. For what it's worth, I'm glad you're still here, whether it means I live or die."
"Wow, good thing I didn't die then. I hate to be the cause of yet another death." Harry said sadly, almost grumbling.
Harry and Draco had moved onto other topics of conversation, and when Dumbledore dropped by, they hadn't realized it was close to dinner but he was pleased with the progress they were making. After Albus left, the boys made their way over and started a game of chess to occupy their minds while they talked. Draco one twice and Harry won once. When dinner finally did come, they were much more comfortable with each other.
"Draco, what's going to happen tomorrow? I mean your still in Slytherin, and I know your going to have all my classes, but are you going to sit at the Gryffindor table or the Slytherin table for meals?"
"With you Harry, everything I do from now on is with you. That's why they had to transfer me to your classes, or they would have had to transfer you to my classes. It was easier to disrupt mine to accommodate you." Looking the boy in the eyes, he said, "We wanted this transition to be easier for you. It's difficult for me, but I've had time to acclimate myself somewhat. I knew it was one of you three, have known it for a couple of months, where as you just found out today. I have to admit though, Harry, even without the Veela scent, out of you three, I would have picked you. For the reasons I told you earlier, your strength, your beauty, your intelligence." Harry could see emotions flowing through Draco's eyes, some seemed indiscernable to the boy, while others he could read plain as day.
"I feel rather guilty now. Everything in your life is hanging from me. If I die, you die. If I refuse you, you never get to mate." Becoming more distressed, Harry practically whined out his last sentence. "Why can't I ever not be the one to cause such messes?" (A/N Love this little tidbit THANKS MYK!!!)
Draco looked at Harry with sad eyes. He got up from his chair and knelt down beside Harry's. Lightly placing his fingers under Harry's chin, he guided his face so that their eyes locked. Draco could see a very wide array of emotions flowing through those eyes. Sadness, defeat, guilt, hope, longing, anger and a small touch of something Draco couldn't recognize. "You've been through so much, and you haven't told anyone everything have you? You've told a lot of it, but not everything." Feeling his eyes soften at Harry's dismay, Draco said with conviction, "Harry, you can't keep everything bottled up, it needs to come out, it really does. I don't want to see you self-destruct, it wouldn't be a good thing for either of us. All of the deaths that occurred were NOT. YOUR. FAULT." Draco tried to make sure that he stressed this point, driving it home into Harry's mind. "Not at all your fault, Harry, I promise you that, it was the fault of that twisted snake-demon. Don't ever think that any of it was your fault." Draco watched as the anger and some of the sadness washed away from Harry's expressive, green eyes.
"Thank you, Draco, I guess I really needed to hear that from someone other then Ron, 'Mione, Siri, or Dumbledore. It's just so hard when I had all those visions of every time Voldemort went out and killed, not to mention the last task with Cedric. The whole thing was just ugly. I do blame myself for a lot of eit." Letting raw emotion into his voice, Harry continued on, "I don't know why I do, but I do. So many people died because I didn't kill him the first time. So many people died because I didn't let Siri kill Wormtail in the Shrieking Shack. It really did all come down to me." Dropping his head, Harry closed his eyes, shaking his head lightly trying to dispel that train of thought. He knew he didn't want to go there. He was shocked out of his revelry when a pair of very soft lips kissed his own. He opened his eyes in shock. Sitting in a dumbfounded nature, he couldn't articulate a single word.
"Harry, don't ever, EVER think any of what happened was your fault. It was all that bastard Voldemort's fault. If HE hadn't tried to take over the world, you'd still have your parents. If HE hadn't been around to kill people, then Wormtail would have never betrayed your parents; Sirius wouldn't have been in Azkaban." Letting the slightly angry tone drop from his voice, he lowered it into a compassionate tone. "Do you see where I am going with this? You are a victim of circumstances, Harry, that's all. Nothing more, nothing less. I think it's safe to say you didn't want Sirius to kill Wormtail because you didn't want him to become a murderer, am I right?" Receiving a nod in response, he continued on with his little speech. "You took the cup with Cedric because you thought it was the right thing to do since you both got there at the same time right?" Again, another nod. "You couldn't have helped what happened with your parents, you were only a baby. Harry, you are such a caring person, you accepted that our world held you to such a high standard. You take everything personally." Holding his hands up in his defence, Draco said, "I'm not saying you shouldn't care, you should, it's who you are. But with the things Voldemort did, you can't let those rule your life. If you do, then even though he is dead, he still wins. He beat you. You can't let that happen Harry." Draco looked deeply into Harry's eyes. Harry was still slightly shell shocked, but accepted everything Draco had to say.
"Ummm, Draco? You just kissed me," was all Harry could say when he finally found his voice.
"Yes Harry, I did. I had to break your train of thought, and that was the quickest and safest way I could think of. I am sorry if it was unwanted." Draco looked away from Harry blushing ever so slightly. Harry smiled at him very shyly.
"Thank you, Draco. I was trying to stop the train of thought myself and it wasn't working very well for me. I'm glad you did though." Harry raised his hand and stoked Draco's cheek so softly Draco almost didn't feel it. Looking into stormy eyes Draco listened to everything Harry had to say. "You really do want me happy, and what's best for me, don't you?" Harry asked rhetorically, but received a nod in reply anyway. "Your not going to hurt me, I understand that now, but I can't just put aside everything you have done to me and my friends our first four years here. I like how you act towards me now. Just give me some time to adjust. I really could learn to love you, if you are like this towards me all the time." Quirking his head to the side, Harry pondered on his next question, finally voicing his concern out loud to Draco. "How are you going to act towards Ron and 'Mione?"
"Well, considering they are your friends, I will try my best to get along with them. I will not promise to be friends with them, if that happens over time, that's fine, but I will not keep you from them. To start, I will not insult them, tease maybe, after a couple of months. The three of you still need to adjust to this situation, and I know it will take time to do so. We have all the time in the world." Harry nodded.
"Thank you Draco, I appreciate that." After saying this, Harry looked down at his wizarding watch, noticing that it read slightly past 'Time for Bed'. "Well, it's getting late and I'm tired, it's been quite a day." Harry said, rising from his seat .
Draco looked at his soon-to-be mate and agreed, it had been a long day for them both, also rising to go to bed as well. They both made their respective ways towards their bedrooms.
"I'll shower in the morning, if you want to shower now," said Draco. Harry nodded and went to gather his toiletries and nightclothes, stepping back out to head towards the bathroom. Draco stopped him before he went into the bathroom, placing a small kiss on his cheek. "Goodnight Harry, I'll see you in the morning." Draco then disappeared into his bedroom for the night.
Harry relaxed in the shower. He had done a lot of thinking, as well as revealing a lot about himself to Draco. For some strange reason he felt he could confide in Draco.. He thought that it might be part of the Veela charm, but didn't think anymore of that. He was gla had had someone now to turn to other than his friends. 'Yes,' thought Harry 'I could fall in love with him. It's said that Veela's will never harm their mates and only ever mate once. All I ever wanted was someone to love me, unconditionally. Who knows what tomorrow will bring, but as long as I have Draco by my side, I do believe I can handle it.' With that final thought, Harry dried off, dressed in his night clothes, and went to bed. For the first time in months, he had a peaceful nights sleep.
End Chapter 2... hehehe... Wait till Ron sees them tomorrow.. Your in a for a show
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