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Bonds in Magic, Love, and Passion	By : ScnBrain2011 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 30938 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 4
Disclaimer: First off, I do not own Harry Potter. The story, the person, and the idea are J.K. Rowling’s creation. I also make NO money from this!

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Wow…over 2,000 hits. I take it the masses liked the first chapter. Kind of wish there were more reviews and input though, maybe even ‘thoughts’ as to what happens; since I’m always open to suggestions. But, enough of that, time for a little more…’saucy’ chapter.

@ NightOwl: Thanks for the suggestion and input, I try to repeat as little as I can, but some stuff still slips in, so I’ll keep an eye on that. And glad you like it so far.

Weasley House and surrounding area, that night

After the Delacours settled into the Weasley home, Mr. and Mrs. Delacour set about working with Molly and Hermione on the final preparations for the wedding. Arthur and his sons worked outside, putting up the tent as well as extra protective charms and wards for the sheer number of wizards and witches that would be arriving. It all had to be worked out closely with the Ministry due to the risk of attack. Bill and Fleur were looking over the guest list and contacting the last few people that hadn’t RSVP’d yet. That left Ginny, Gabrielle and Harry. And Ginny wanted nothing to do with anyone right now, so she had gone outside and mounted her broom, flying off for a bit of fresh air. So Gabrielle had asked if Harry would like to go for a walk. After some resistance by Mrs. Weasley, they were allowed to walk, so long as Remus and Tonks were nearby.

Gabrielle smiled and thanked Mrs. Weasley then led Harry outside, walking with him through the field. After talking about nothing particular for a while, she decided it was time to start to try and explain things to Harry. Summoning up all of her courage, she started gradually. “Harry…how much do you know about us? Veela I mean.”

Harry had been really enjoying the company of Gabrielle, she was so smart and fun to be around, kind of like Hermione but not as ‘buried in a book’ as his friend. So they talked about his summer, about school, about the wedding in a few days. Then the conversation, and the mood, changed. “Well, I have to admit that I don’t know a whole lot. I mean I know that when Veela are angry, they turn into Harpie-like creatures, which happened at the World Cup three years ago. I also remember that Veela have the ability to cause men to fall head-over-heels in love with their Allure. Aside from that, though, nothing else comes to mind. Why do you ask?”

Gabrielle smiled a little. “Not bad for only a couple of experiences with us. The basics are a good place to start.” She looked around and nodded, reaching out with her senses to make sure they were alone enough to talk freely. Gabrielle then sat down cross-legged, the moonlight reflecting off her silvery hair as she patted beside her. Once Harry was seated, she started talking, having decided to give him the speech that her mother gave her. “We are deeply rooted to our magic, and to passion and love; it’s part of who and what we are. Generally, we don’t Allure without a purpose, such as some Aurors that use it to get information." Pausing briefly, she decided to go deeper. "It normally takes Veela years to find a suitable partner to spend their life with, since we only take one mate.”

Harry listened with complete attention, watching little rays of moonlight dance around her head, almost framing her face in a soft white light. As she spoke of the amount of time to find a partner, he tilted his head. “Hang on though, what about your sister? She only met Bill and knew him for a year or so…”

Gabrielle giggled softly, tucking a few stray hairs behind her ear. “Harry, you above all know there are always exceptions to the rules. She loves Bill truly and deeply, she is confident with her choice. Plus, her magic won’t let her be with an unsuitable mate. That is another part of our heritage. It’s something very special and sacred among Veela, very few outsiders know about what I’m going to tell you. You must promise to never speak to anyone else about this, not even your friends. Please promise me Harry.” She looked at him, her blue eyes conveying the importance and need for this promise.

Realizing just how important this was, and knowing he’d never break it, he pulled out his wand. “I swear, Gabrielle, I will never speak about this night to another soul.” As he said this, the tip of his wand softly glowed then faded; tying his promise to his own magic.

Gabrielle giggled again. He is so trusting, sincere and noble. And powerful, normally an Unbreakable Vow would have to be cast to do what he just did. No wonder my magic chose him, he is perfect. Placing her hand gently on his, she lowered his wand for him. “Veela have one other ‘power’, its called Union d'Âmes, or the Union of Souls. Very few of us actually experience it from what my mother has told me. Our senses naturally look for the perfect mate, someone we are completely compatible with, someone whom will never stray from us, nor we from them. The bond between the Veela and their mate becomes so strong, they can sense each other’s feelings, thoughts, needs and everything else.” With that, she paused for a moment, letting it sink into Harry’s mind.

His jaw hung a little, awed by what Gabrielle had just revealed to him. But then…things started to click inside his mind. Last year…after Sirius died, he felt a rush of sympathy and love. He had dismissed it then, wrote it off as his mind playing tricks on him. Then a few weeks ago, when Hedwig had died, he had felt it again. He looked at Gabrielle and all the pieces fit together. “You mean…you and I…we...”

Gabrielle nodded quickly but refrained from smiling too big. If he rejected it, if he rejected her, at this moment, it’d be all over for her. She’d never recover; she’d walk around as an empty shell of her former self. She waited with all her senses, trying to search for what he was thinking. But she didn’t want to open the link to his mind, she wanted to HEAR it, have him speak what he felt.

“I..I don’t know what to say. I mean apart from tonight, I barely know you. We met one time before this, and that was me saving you from the Black Lake…” Gabrielle bit her lip, waiting. “But somehow…even on that day, I somehow knew we’d be together. And, as long as you realize what being with me means, the risk of death, of not knowing what is around the corner; then I am grateful and honored to be a part of your life, Gabrielle.”

Just as she thought her world was about to collapse, she heard what he spoke aloud. She pounced gracefully into his arms and began to cry. “OH HARRY!!! OH THANK YOU!!! I..I thought you were going to say no. I..I thought maybe you..you didn’t want me.” She then did something that even surprised her. She kissed his lips. But this kiss, it wasn’t any kiss, it was one half of a soul finding and accepting its other half. Her lips fit and curved with his, her hands running up his arms then interlocking behind his head. He met the intensity of her kiss with his own, his arms wrapping securely around her, pulling her as close as possible without hurting her. And there they sat, in the moonlight, embracing each other in kiss after kiss, pulling away only to draw in a breath then kissed each other again. As the embraced, Gabrielle’s Veela magic began weaving back and forth between them, allowing them to feel everything about the other person. After several minutes that felt more like an eternity, Gabrielle slowly pulled away, panting softly. She reached out with her mind and was greeted by the warmth and comfort of her mate’s. Cuddling close to him, wrapping his arms around her protectively, they began to talk about everything, Gabrielle’s childhood as well as his dismal upbringing. And when he felt her begin to feel rage, he hugged her and changed the subject. The two stayed in their spot, talking until the moon had almost set, the first colors of dawn on the horizon. Deciding it was time to go, they stood up, heading back to the house, Gabrielle pressed against his side, his arm around her, holding her close.

Bum bum bummmmm…… The truth has been told…and Harry accepted the bond. But I mean, who wouldn’t wanna be mated with a Veela, SERIOUSLY! But what’s in store for the lovely new couple when others find out…others like GINNY!? I sense a duel!!!
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