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DNA Mishap	By : blade-of-the-shadows Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Snape Views: 30487 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 17
Disclaimer: If I wrote Harry Potter...believe me, you'd know the difference. But I don't so props to Rowling and I DON'T make any cash from this

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Black. Black. And more black. That's all Harry could see. Am I dead? he thought, thinking back to when Voldemort killed him. He wasn't sure if it was the same. Last he remembered, he sent Hedwig to deliver his message to Griphhook, telling the goblin when he would arrive at Gringgotts. Then he suddenly felt this pain in his stomach and back, then he passed out.

Where am I? He tried to look around, but everything was too dark. Suddenly, a bright red light appeared in the distance; it grew bigger and brighter with each second that passed and started to the shape of a human. The closer it came, the more distinct the features became until the light suddeny became his other.

"Mu-Mum?" Harry took a step back incredulously. He had to be dead, if his mother was here. She must there to take him to heaven. A tinkling laugh startled him.

"No Harry. You're not dead and I'm not here to take you to heaven. I'm here because I have something to tell you." She laughed again. "When I planned this I wasn't even sure if it would work. Awesome. I'm glad I could talk to you for the first time...Well, at least when you can understand me."

Harry could do nothing but stare at her, drinking in her sight. She was a very beautiful woman, the killing curse didn't mar her features. Her hair flared brightly and her eyes shined. Her face was still young, laugh lines barely noticeable.

"Harry, love I need you to pay attention. This is very important." Though she said that, she was doing the same as him. A single tear tracked down her face as she looked at her son, now a grown man. The time she saw him, he easily fit into the cradle her arms. He wasn't a big man, the same size as her, but he wasn't her little baby any more.

Harry, noticing her distress, stepped up and hugged her tightly. She hugged him back just as tightly and cried silently into his shoulder. Once her tears were controlled, she stepped back, her smile brightening her face once again.

"Harry, love sit down. We have much to talk about." Suddenly, the darkness lifted and Harry was in a warm comfy room. A fire crackled merrily in the fireplace, warming the room and two plush chairs sat in front of it. Lily sat in one and he sat in the other. Her smile dimmed a bit.

"Harry...about your father-Lucius. He-he was a good man, once. Before Voldemort came and corrupted him. When no one was around but me, he smiled a lot and had fun. He was smart, and funny, and cunning. He loved to learn. An-and he loved me. And I loved him. Long before James came into the picture. But he pushed me away. He said he wanted what was best for me, he was already engaged to Narcissa and had to follow his father's wishes. If-if his father ever found out about me and him..." Her face crumpled and her voice cracked.

"Ever since I entered Hogwarts, James pined after me and because I was mad at Luc, I accepted him. Over the years I fell for him a little, but my heart was always with your father. After I married James, we realized it wasn't what we wanted and we did our separate things. I went back to Lucius, who was more ha ready to leave Narcissa, and James was with Mrs. Zabini."

Harry gasped, James was with Mrs. Zabini? Everyone knew how promiscuous she was and Blaise Zabini hated the attention he got because of it. Lily smiled sadly at hi and continued.

"I know right? He could have done way better than that." She grimaced. "Anyway...Harry when Lucius found out I was pregnant with you, he was so happy. Every time he saw me, he immediately got on his knees and kissed the little bump you made. And he spoiled me horribly. Wouldn't let me do anything for myself. But as the due date grew closer, he grew worried. We wanted to keep our relationship a secret and the Potter's have infamously strong genes. Not to mention I was sure you'd look like your father.

Even now, you only just did the countercurse and already look so much like him. Your hair's not even the right color! At least, not yet it isn't. When you wake up, you'll probably be shocked."

Harry interrupted her. "Sorry, but what do you mean?"

"Harry, right now, you are going through your veela inheritance. I managed to come back partially through the Veil to come and pull you away. You have to return once the transformation is complete, in two days. We don't have long, time runs differently here. The reason all blood Malfoys look the same is because the veela inheritance makes it that way. Majority of veela, related or not, have similar features."

"So-so when I wake up, I'll look like Draco?" He was confused. I thought I looked more like mum.

"Not exactly. My genes are pretty strong too, so you'll probably have some off both of us. Your hair will probably be darker than the usual white blond, and your eyes will stay the same the way they are blue and green. Your skin won't be as pale as theirs, too."

"O-oh."

I'm sorry Harry, love. We don;t have much time. Is there anything that you want to ask me?"

A question immediately popped into his head. "Whats up with you and Snape?"

Lily blinked in surprise. "I-Me and Severus were friends a long time ago. We lived not to far from each other and we met one day and that was that. We were best friends. I admit I was ashamed when I doubted him after he was sorted into Slytherin. I messed up our relationship because of some stupid rumors I heard."

Harry stared at her, surprised. It was very similar to him and Draco. Did she know I was supposed to be in Slytherin? "Mum, I-I was supposed to be in Slytherin too."

She waved his comment offhandly. "Oh I'm sure you were in Slytherin. Never has been a day when a Malfoy has been in any other house-Wait did you say supposed to be?" She stared at him disbelievingly.

Harry nodded sheepishly. "The Sorting Hat wanted to put me in Slytheirn but I convinced it to put me in Griffindor because, like you, I listened to stupid rumors."

Lily sat back in her chair, surprised. Suddenly she looked up and grimaced; the room slowly faded back into the empty darkness and Harry fell on his ass. Lily looked down at him mournfully. "Our times up, Harry. When you wake up, you'll be a full veela."

Harry stood, rubbing his ass. "But-wait you can't go." She started fading out even as he said those words.

"Harry, I love you so much, baby. I'm sorry I couldn't spend more time with you." She was almost gone, her voice a whisper. "Oh, by the way, I love the earrings. Very punk goth. You wear it well." And then she was gone.

"Wait, Mum! Mum! Wait! Don't...go..."

"MUM!" Harry sat up in his bed, frantically reaching out. Draco and Snape jumped and stared at him, surprised. He lowered his arm, blushing furiously, and looked around.

He was in a different room; not his own. Probably Draco's. He thought, taking in the room. Contrary to belief, Draco's favored color wasn't silver or green, but a deep royal blue; the room was decorated in the blue and a lovely cream color.

Harry rested in a large bed, slightly bigger than his own. Draco sat beside him on the bed, holding his hand; Snape sat in a plush, cream colored armchair beside the bed. Both men stared at Harry in shock, neither of them expected him to rise so fast after just finishing his inheritance.

"H-How long have I been out?" Harry said, looking at the other two, alarmed.

Draco squeezed his hand assuringly, "Only for two days, which is extraordinary for a veela inheritance. Especially considering how quickly you awakened. Of course, you being who you are, it is only expected for you to do out of the ordinary. But your appearance is quite...interesting."

Suddenly remembering what his mum told him, Harry scrambled out of the bed, heading to the bathroom for the large mirror over the sink. Harry stood in front of the mirror, eyes closed. He wasn't sure if he was ready to see his new self. His mum told him he would most likely look like Lucius, with a bit of her. Harry wasn't sure if he was okay with having to spend the rest of his life looking like the man he despised for so long.

Time to suck it up, Harry. He took a deep breath. Vaguely, he heard Draco and Snape enter the bathroom behind him. Slowly, he one eye...then opened the other in surprise. Woah...

He didn't look that much like Lucius...at least, not as much as he thought. His hair was indeed blonde, but not quite the trademark white blonde all Malfoys had; it was a shade or two darker and long. The ends delicately brushed the back of his calves, still thick and curly as ever but more so laid down, now that it was heavy enough to not stick up in every direction.

His eyes were tilted farther in the outer corners, giving him a more cat-like appearance. As he mum said, they were still the same green shot through with icy blue; not losing any of its brilliance after the transformation, but not gaining any either. His face was slimmer, but his cheekbones rested high; filling out his cheeks so he did not look sickly.

His physic was definitely more feminine, his hips a bit more curvier and his build a slight bit smaller. All the eating he had been doing filled out his frame nicely and he still retained his abdominal muscles, even after all the body-weakening transformations he's been going through. His skin was definitely paler, not the tannish brown he was used to, but a creamy...cream color.

To put it all in one word, Harry looked sexy. Before, he had a masculine beauty, but now he looked like a seductress ready to entrap an unlucky, but very willing, victim. His body screamed submissive, yet he still excluded power. And Harry could do nothing more but stare at himself in shock.

Behind him, Draco laughed, "Harry, that is only your human side. You should see your veela self, when your wings burst through for the first time I was shocked."

Harry turned to his brother, wide-eyed. I have wings? Draco's seen them? When? At Harry's expression, Draco laughed again. "If you want to see your real self, first you must relax and take a deep breath." Harry did as he was told. "Good. Now, try to feel your veela inside of you. It will be distinctly different from the rest of you. You can feel it most prominently either between your shoulder blades or near your belly button."

Harry gasped loudly. Draco was right. He-he could feel something there, on his back. Something that wanted to just...push through. Harry focused on the something, instinct taking over and encouraging it to push through.

Suddenly, a pain ripped through him and he could feel himself...changing. Rivulets of blood rivered down his back from two longer slits; a tip of something golden-tinted peeking out from each. His body burned and his muscles trembled; something built up inside him, ready to burst...

Whoosh! Two pairs of great wings released from his back with a burst of magic. They were magnificent. Swirls of gold and black alternated on different feathers of the pure white wings, starting off at his tips and slowly growing lighter until they faded into the white. A great wing span of 14 and a half feet perfect for defense and offense or just flat out flying.

Again, Harry gasped and turned towards the mirror. And then stared in shock for the second time. His eyes glowed just as Draco's did, the silvery-blue more prominent this time. His skin was still creamy cream, but now with a faint sheen of gold. His hair also had a more golden shine to it. His figure, again, was more feminine while still retaining the powerful look. His wings curled around his body, and he had this...sultry look about him.

Blinking, he used his tongue to feel around in his mouth. Parting his lips, he stared in shock and the long, sharp, deadly looking fangs protruding from his gums. He heard Draco chuckle and looked up in time to see his older brother join him in the mirror in his full veela glory.

In their veela forms, and standing next to each other, Harry and Draco really did look just alike. Well, minus a few color differences. Harry looked at Draco through the mirror, wondering if he also had fangs.

As if reading his thoughts, Draco smiled, effectively showing the two fangs Harry missed every time he saw Draco in his veela form. "All veela have them. Your nails are sharper too. Not claws, just regular nails sharpened to a point." Harry raised his hand. Indeed, his nails were very sharp. "Of course, submissive veela are stronger than dominant veela, so your fangs and claws are longer and sharper than mine."

Harry blinked up at him, confused. "Why? Submissives are the women in the relationship, right? Why are they stronger?"

Draco smiled down at him. "Children."he simply stated. At Harry's confused expression, he continued. "The submissive, girl or guy, carry the babe, raise it, and all that. They protect their family. It isn't a sexist thing. A dominant will equally protect the family. But, animal-wise, the dominants instincts are to hunt and mark territory. A submissive stays home so if a predator appears and the dominant isn't there, which he most likely won't be, it is up to the submissive to protect their young."

Harry looked down, blushing. "Oh." I'll have to carry babies? How will that work?

Behind them, Snape cleared his throat, startling the both of them. I forgot he was here. Harry thought, guiltily. Snape stared at them moodily. "It is now dawn, and boy, it has come to my understanding that you have an appointment at Gringgotts?"

"We." Harry blurted out. "We will be going to Gringgotts. You two will be coming with me." Draco nodded and Snape sighed.

"Understandable. We should all rest. It would be best of us to rise at nine to ensure punctuality. And we all have a long day ahead of us."

Harry and Draco agreed, immediately heading out to rest. Harry paused, Where will I sleep now that my room is completely destroyed. Draco glanced back at him, understanding immediately lighting his eyes.

"Since you devastated your room, and no other room is suitable at the moment, it would only be best if you shared my room. But only for now." Harry nodded eagerly. His veela liked the idea of sharing a bed with its brother.

Harry snuggled in, already in his pajamas from earlier, and watched Draco dress for bed. His brother only wore silken bottoms and quickly changed. Soon he was slipping under the covers beside Harry, who immediately snuggled into his side. He sighed deeply, relaxing . His eyes were shut before he even knew it.
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