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Harry Potter and the Royal Veela	By : SevenSword Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 48967 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 8
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- 10
Rating: NC-17 for upcoming chapters
Pairing(s): Undecided yet. (or I just don�t want to let you know at the moment^_^)
Feedback: Yes please give me feedback, but please don�t if you going to be mean.
Characters: Well, its almost all of them, but most of the story is around Harry, Ron, Hermonie, Ginny, Draco, etc.
Betas:I like to introduce my amazing beta Kat Seay!!!! ^_^ Thank you for all your help.^_^
Author�s notes: Ok this is my very first fan fiction, so if I make mistakes on the characters I�m sorry. This story of Harry Potter follows the original in some ways but I put a lot of my own stuff in it too.

Takes place after the battle with Voldemort, Harry missing Voldemort is destroyed. This story is yaoi or will be in up coming chapters, if you don't agree with it don't read it. The pairing is pretty obvious. WIP,Yaoi,Inc,Anal,Lemon,MaleDom,MPreg

***Okay, I know what your thinking "I know this story" well you probably do beacues i'm Forsaken Archangel, the sad truth is that I forgot my password and I no longer have the e-mail that was used on my old account. Anyways to make a long story short my new screen name is SevenSword and the new chapters will be posted under this name along with my other stories. Thanks and enjoy.***

Harry Potter and the Royal Veela

By Lost Soul (Forsaken Archangel)

Chapter 8 - Fight Amongst the Roses

Sirius wasn�t mad; no, mad was far too nice a word to describe his current mood.
He had been mad that morning when he had to wake up to go see that bastard Lucius Malfoy... Furious, when said bastard accused him of abusing Harry, that damn high and mighty Malfoy smirk on his face while he said it. Finally, enraged, when he arrived home to be greeted by the earsplitting ring of their magic alarm.
Without hesitation he dashed forward through the rooms, the wall and down the narrow hallway. The site that greeted him as he emerged in the garden sanctuary pushed what little self control he had left beyond its limits.
He ran forward a short distance, leaping the rest of the way; he pulled out his wand aiming it at the blurry figure leaning over his godson.
�Flipendo!� He roared out before his feet hit the ground.
The blurred figure flew back, hitting the glass wall; Sirius smirked as he heard the satisfying sound that could only be breaking bones, before the blur fell to the floor in a heap. He pointed his wand again, murder evident in his eyes.
�Stupefy!� He heard a very familiar voice yell the curse, spinning his body in time to miss being hit Sirius quickly scanned the room, trying to located the caster. His eyes falling on a group of three blurs crouching on the center walkway, all pointing what he could only guess to be their wands at him.

He narrowed his eyes, refusing to back down; they�d have to kill him before he let them near Harry, he pointed his wand at the largest of the group.
�If you move, even an inch, it will be the last thing you ever do.� At the sound of that voice Sirius glanced just beyond his opponents on the floor and was relieved to see Remus standing a few feet behind them, his wand aimed at the intruders� backs.
Sirius smirked at the three and was about to Stupefy them, when he was tackled from behind; knocking his wand from his hand and into the roses. He hit the ground hard, lifting his arm up in time to block a fist that had been aimed at his face. He glared up at the figure above him, but instead of the blurry face he had expected to see, he was met with silver eyes and platinum blonde hair.

Remus was about to run forward to help Sirius, who to his surprise seemed to be wrestling on the floor with the Malfoy heir, when he remembered the three invaders on the floor.
He redirected his attention, tightening his grip on his wand, only to be met with his own surprise. Remus lowered his wand; where there had once been three blurry figures there was now a group of unmistakable Gryffindors starring in similar shock at the two wizards fighting on the center floor. He opened his mouth to speak, but no words seemed to come out, instead he emitted a squeak of sorts.

Ronald Weasley sat on the path; his sister and best friend behind him, as he slowly lowered his wand. He watched Sirius shove Malfoy off, then try to get some distance between them by crawling away, the tall Gryffindor wasn�t sure if he should help the older wizard or break out laughing.
More than likely he would receive a hard smack to the back of the head from Hermione if he did laugh; he glanced to his right to see how she was handling the current situation. He didn�t like what he saw.
Hermione was trembling, her eyes glued to the dueling pair in front of them. Ron turned to ask her what was wrong, when a low squeaking noise floated to his ears.
He turned around quickly, pointing his wand at the enemy at their backs. Ron glared at Remus Lupin, who was staring back at them with a mixed expression of horror and confusion. Only the light grip on his lifted arm stopped him from Stupefying the wizard in front of him.
�Ron, don�t.� Hermione spoke her voice trembling with each word that passed her lips. He lowered his arm while keeping his gaze trained on Lupin.
This seemed to knock the werewolf out of his daze. �What are you doing here? How did you even get in?�
�Ahhhhh!�
Remus� question went unanswered as an agonizing scream filled the room.
Malfoy was curled into a tight ball next to the still unmoving Harry�s feet, drops of blood trailing from him to a brusied and disheveled Sirius Black.
Sirius clutched a broken shard of glass which had fallen from where Malfoy had hit the wall earlier, the tip dripping with dark red blood. He panted with exhaustion; eyes focused on Malfoy, as he stepped forward.
Malfoy clutched at his stomach; trying to stop the bleeding, when he heard footsteps approaching. He growled deep in his throat in rage; surrendering to instinct, kicking his leg out at the approaching man.
The impact to his leg from the blonde caused Sirius to lose his balance and fall back. The glass shard flew from his hand; leaving him with a large gash in his palm as it slid across the marble floor, out of his reach.
He rolled over; forgetting the immense pain coming from his palm, tying to get back to his feet. The older wizard made it half way before a hard blow came down on his back, throwing him back down. Sirius gasped out in pain as his mouth filled with blood, he felt as if he had been hit by a wrecking ball, square in the back.
Draco stood above his opponent; eyes completely silver, an aura of magic swirling around his entire body. He kicked the man below him, tossing Black a few feet away and ignoring the blood still gushing from the wound in his stomach.
Hermione watched on in horror as Malfoy tossed Sirius across the main floor, as those same cold eyes that had flashed at her, now starred with murder at Sirius Black. She stayed glued to the floor as Ron and Lupin raced forward to save Black from the crazed Slytherin, only to be blasted back by a wave of Malfoy�s hand.
Ginny was crying and waving her wand but was too afraid to utter a spell or hexes.
�Hermione, you have to move.� A warm and comforting voice spoke next to her ear, ripping her attention from the scene before her.
As she turned; to find no one next to her, the forgotten bottle in her jacket pocket slipped out, landed gentle next to her hand. Hermione�s eyes widened as the memory of Malfoy forcing the potion bottle on her flashed in her mind.
The brunette witch grabbed the bottle and stood; all trembling subsiding, she quickly spotted Malfoy standing above Sirius, arm pulled back ready to strike the man again.
She took a deep breath and dashed forward, her light brown eyes briefly landing on Harry�s still form as he sat, unaffected by the chaos around him. A new wave of determination washed over her, her eyes left Harry and returned to Malfoy.
The blonde noticed her approach. Growling in warning he lifted his hand; throwing a wave of magic at the female Gryffindor.
Hermione readied herself, knowing there was no way to avoid the wave. The wave came roaring down the path. Making contact, it blasted its target into the field of roses. Rose petals filled the room as a figure rose from the hole left after the impact, where Remus Lupin was struggling to stand.

Hermione stood on the path starring at the werewolf who had leapt in front of her at the last moment, blocking her from the wave of magic. She whispered a quiet, �Thank you,� before turning and taking off down the path once more.
Malfoy tightened his fist in frustration as the girl reached the main floor and he raised his hand, ready to throw her back.
�I don�t think so, you stupid ferret face!� Ron shouted as he snuck up behind Malfoy, pinning the blonde�s arms at his sides. Malfoy thrashed screaming in rage, trying to knock the boy off of him.
Ron hissed in pain when Malfoy threw his head back, smashing into the Gryffindor�s nose.

�Mione, whatever you�re going to do, do it fast! I can�t hold him much longer!� Ron yelled, barely hanging onto the struggling Slytherin.
Hermione nodded quickly; uncorking the bottle, she ran forward tossing the bottle at the struggling pair.
Malfoy screamed again, letting out a large wave of power, throwing everyone back. Ron was blasted back into the rose field along with a still Stupefied Dobby and an unconscious Sirius Black. Hermione was able to grab ahold of Harry�s throne and held on for dear life, ridding out the wave.
She opened her eyes and stared in fear as Malfoy walked toward her, power pulsing off his body. Then she saw it; the blood red potion sprang to life. Within moments it surrounded Malfoy, the blond growled and tried to push it back, but to no avail.
The potion swirled around him, before proceeding to enter his mouth and eyes. The blonde fell to the floor; holding his head, as he violently thrashed. The blood from the wound in his stomach stained the floor as he slowed, then finally stopped moving.
Hermione reluctantly released her death like grip on the arm rest of the throne and shakily crawled over to Malfoy.
The Slytherin was curled on his side, his breathing swallow and harsh. Hermione immediately noticed the deep gash in the blonde�s stomach, without hesitation she pulled her jacket off and pressed it to the bleeding gash.
When Remus; who had been tending to the injured Sirius, realized what the female Gryffindor was doing he laid Sirius gentle on the path next to Ginny and rushed over. He knelt down next to Hermione, looking from the now bloody pink jacket she was pressing against Malfoy�s stomach to the unconscious boy�s extremely pale face.
�I don�t think he was in control of himself. We can�t let him die, we have to save him.� Hermione�s voice quivered as she looked pleadingly at Lupin.
Ron, who had finally managed to make it back to the main floor, ran over to see what had happened. He nearly passed out at the sight of the blood covered ground that greeted him when he got to the group kneeling on the floor.
�What happened?� He asked so quietly he didn�t think they had heard him, until Remus looked up at him.
�Take the path back out of this room, go through the third door on your left, once you�re inside use the password Protect to open the floo network. Go to the Hogwarts Infirmary and get Pomfrey, only Pomfrey. Hurry!� Remus order Ron, who hesitated for a moment before he ran down the path; ignoring his weeping sister who was kneeling next to Sirius.
The werewolf then quickly released Dobby from the hex and ordered him to take Harry to his room.

Hermione watched in silence, not arguing with Remus� orders as more blood stained her favorite jacket and dripped down her hands.
Laying there unconscious on the black marble floor, Draco Malfoy could feel his pulse slowing as he slipped further into darkness; into the memory that had lead him to where he was now.

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Okay before you come to hunt me down and hurt me-__-';Kat already said she would,THIS IS NOT A DEATH FIC.

And here's a a question to think about, who was the voice telling Hermione she had to move? Huh? Can you guess who?!!!!!^__- Bet you can't ^_^ *laughs evily*

But on a lighter subject, your comments have worked bring you the action packed chapter 8!!!!!
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