Note: I don't own Harry Potter or the characters. Just borrowing them! So please no flame no sue! This will be a yaoi (what can I say I'm a nut!) and this will be an eventual MPREG!

For The Love of a Monarch

Chapter 1: Coming to Inheritance

Harry Potter, the Boy-Who-Lived looked at his watch and sighed. He was counting down to the big 17! It was only five minutes away and Harry was becoming a bit impatient! Oh, come on! He thought. Hurry up! He was both nervous and a bit afraid of what was going to happen. Was he going to end up as a werewolf, a vampire, a banshee, a siren? Surprising to all Ron, upon his inheritance, became a fox like creature called a kitsune. That would explain the red hair and liking of hidey-holes. Harry thought with a smirk. Hermoine became a were-cat creature. That would explain the hissy fits! He thought with a snicker. He looked at the watch again and sighed. One minute to the witching hour and Harry walked to bed, completely drained and very tired. Guess I'll never know. He thought sadly as he tucked himself in and fell fast asleep. As he slept, Harry was unaware of the changes that overtook his body. His body became more slender, as a female. His hair grew into a luxurious ebony cascade down to his ankles and had bits of blue and silver. His skin was a flawless peach cream and his face became more effeminate. Beneath the covers and within the unaware wizard were changes needed to child bear! Also his scent had become lighter, sweeter and more alluring. This was to attract his mate. His magic was an entirely different story. It was pulsing with even more power! It was so strong it was like a beacon in the distance. It was the power that every wizard desired. But it was focused more on saving and helping others, to protect his loved ones. He was a delicate looking creature and vulnerable. On the last part of his transformation, a nightmare and vision hit Harry. Harry parted soft rose pink lips and let out a beautiful scream. It was both sad and alluring to listen to. However his screams brought a certain Dursley to storm into his room and lick his lips in a sadistic and perverse manner.

"Boy WAKE UP!" His uncle roared. Harry did and looked in horror as he read his uncle's expression. Oh no! Oh god! HELP ME!!

Damn! Draco Malfoy growled as his body arched off the bed as he felt the first pains of his inheritance coursing through his body. It's a month late!! Why? The younger blond bit back a string of curses as the inheritance. He watched as his hair grew longer, more silver white, his eyes a stormy gray, became a moonlit silver! His features became more aristocratic, sharper and more defined. He had become taller, broader and muscular! His skin was lighter as well and flawless. At the end of it all, Draco stood at an impressive 6'5" and his power seemed limitless! His parents rushed into his room and their mouths feel open. However, it was his father who recovered first.

"How do you feel son?" The Malfoy Lord asked his son. Said son looked down at his father and for the first time in his life, Lucius felt really small. He was only 5'10" but his son was towering over him! One punch is all that Draco will ever need!

"Father," Draco said as he held his father's gaze by his cool calm deep baritone. It was like silk but as deadly as any blade…. "What have I become?"

"You, my son, are a Monarch Veela." Lucius replied. "They are very rare in the Veela line, for they are equal in strength, beauty, intellect, and power. They are the purest blood in the wizarding world. To find your mate you must win them over. Their soul will call out to you…"

Oh no! Oh god! HELP ME!!

Without a second thought and cutting off his father's lecture, Draco let out a booming cry and his eyes went crimson! Lucius grabbed his wife and stayed clear of the angered Monarch's way! Draco wanted two things: his mate and blood! Before he could call out, Draco had disappeared and Lucius had a feeling where he was going! Without hesitation he grabbed some Floo powder and Flooed to the Dursley's house! Surprisingly, Dumbledore and Severus Snape were there at the front.

"Where's Draco?" Lucius asked franctically. He had to stop his son from going on a murdering rampage. To mess with the mate of a Monarch was an immediate death! Draco would kill then ask questions later.

"Lucius what is going on?" The Potion's Master asked. "Why would Draco be here?"

"Severus," Lucius said calmly. "Draco came into his inheritance tonight. He's a Monarch Veela! And he's out for blood!"

"He feels that his mate is in danger!" Severus said as he paled. "Good God! Albus! We have to stop him!" Surprisingly Dumbledore didn't move. Instead he looked at the frantic men and the twinkle in his eyes was bright.

"Now now my boys." He said with a smile. "There is nothing to worry about. Just wait and see."

Harry screamed and ran to avoid his uncle's advances. The man was a royal pervert and Harry used his cunning to avoid being raped by the man! He's a fast one for someone that large! Harry thought as he ran down the stairs, his uncle in hot pursuit! Oh, he's almost on me, someone help me! Please… With tear blurred eyes, Harry fell over the coffee table and saw his uncle's lecherous smile of triumph.

"I've got you now boy." His uncle purred as he slowly undid his pants. Harry's beautiful green eyes widened in horror as he was forced to watch the show. He couldn't believe that his uncle would stoop so low. Why won't anyone come to help me? Do the gods think I deserve this? Is this my reward? He closed his eyes, holding back hot scalding tears and waited for the worse to come. Somehow, it never came.

"Put me down you FREAK!!" He heard his uncle bellow. Harry opened his eyes and gasped at what he saw. His uncle was lifted effortlessly off the ground by the neck, his face was a reddish purple and the person who held him sounded really pissed off!

"You dare harm what's rightfully mine?" The other man said as he tightened his grip. Harry heard his uncle gasp for air but he knew that the man wouldn't relent. "I should kill you here and now!" Harry felt a chill course through him and his Gryffindor mode kicked in. Shakily he rose to his feet and placed a slender onto a pale bicep, which was the only thing visible to Harry. The rest of the man was shrouded in the shadows.

"Please," He begged softly. "Please don't kill him."

"He dared to touch you." The deep voice said gently but didn't relax his grip. "I should kill him, for it is my right."

"He will get his just desserts with time." Harry pleaded as he allowed his hand to squeeze the bicep gently. "For now, show mercy, for I don't have to stay a moment longer."

"You're damned straight you're not remaining here." The voice said firmly. "Gather your possessions then return here." Harry was about to open his mouth but something within him just told him to obey the order. Silently, Harry packed all he had in the world, pocketed them and allowed his owl to perch on his shoulder. With a last glance, he returned to where the two men where. Vernon was still in the air and the other man was still holding him aloft!

"Are you ready to go?"

"Yes." Harry answered. The man nodded and with a rough toss in disgust, sent Vernon flying across the room and breaking the couch! Harry, despite the situation, tried not to laugh but it was just too funny! Surprisingly, the same arm that held his uncle aloft so easily, wrapped gently around his waist and escorted him out into the night.

Lucius, Severus and Dumbledore looked up when they saw that Harry was completely unharmed but had to contain their staring for Harry had become a walking wet dream! The boy was beautiful!

"Harry my boy," Dumbledore said with a smile, his eyes twinkling like mad. "Are you alright?"

"I'm fine Headmaster." Harry said with a voice that was enough to send the men to dirty their pants! It was so sensual and seductive. "A man rescued me just in time."

"P..Potter do you realize…what you are?" The Potions Master stammered as he fought to control a raging blush. Lucius on the other hand sported a grin and a raging hard on! Harry looked at the men and rolled his eyes.

"A Veela I guess." Harry sighed. The men gulped and nodded but it was up to Lucius to explain.

"Not an ordinary Veela, Harry." The blond wizard said. "But a royal Veela. However with the way you look now, I would say it's safe to say that you're more of the 'woman' You can even bear children." Harry looked at the blond in disbelief and dreamily. Disbelief because he didn't think that males could get pregnant and dreamily cause he always wanted a family. But as he remembered from his readings, Veela's could only be with their mate and no other…

"Wait a minute, since I'm a Veela…who's my mate?" Before any of them can answer, a regal yet handsome man came up to them and smirked. Wait a minute that smirk…so familiar…Then it hit him!

"MALFOY?!" Harry screeched as he looked at the younger blond. He couldn't believe that his own rival was to be his! Ferret boy's my…Before he could finish Harry passed out. The men tried to get him but Draco beat them to the punch. He held the raven haired beauty in his arms and swept him bridal style.

"Well," The Monarch Veela chuckled as he cradled his mate close. "That went well."

"Indeed," His father said with a smirk. "Come along Draco we have a lot to do and I'm sure your mate would prefer to rest in a nice warm bed rather than the cold night air." Draco nodded as he held his mate closer turned to the other two men, nodding a farewell and disappeared back to the Manor, where Narcissa was waiting.

"What happened?" She asked as the men returned. "One moment Draco was here, then he was running screaming for blood…"

"Cissa," Her husband said as he looked at the now calm Monarch. "Our son went to rescue his mate. He was in danger." Narcissa nodded and looked at the boy in her son's arms. Oh Merlin help us…It's Harry Potter!