Harry Potter & Rejecting the Veela
By The Short Fat Fag
Chapter One - The Beginning
Harry was sitting down to dinner that night and felt a pair of eyes watching him closely. Harry smiled think that it was his boyfriend, Justin Finch-Fletchley of Hufflepuff House. However, looking up he didn't meet Justin's eyes, he was in an animated conversation with his best friend, Ernie McMillan. Looking around the room, Harry soon discovered the source of the stare, Draco Malfoy.
"What's the matter mate?" Ron asked his best friend.
"Malfoy is staring at me again," said Harry in a disgusted tone. "I really wish he would stop it, its starting to give me the feeling that something really bad is about to happen."
"Just ignore him Harry, he'll stop eventually, he always does," Hermione said soothingly.
"What do you mean 'always does'?" Ron asked incredulously while Harry simply stared at the Head Girl.
Hermione sighed, "He's been doing this for weeks, I would have thought by now you would have noticed him doing it."
"Well yeah," admitted Harry, "I have noticed it, but mostly during meals."
"Oh he does it all the time, in the hallways, in class, every time he is near you anymore," she said and then took a bite of her meal.
Harry pushed his plate away in disgust, his appetite suddenly going very far away.
"It's alright mate," Ron said encouragingly, "everyone knows that you are dating Justin and no one would try to cross you. They know better."
Harry smiled and remembered telling his two best friends during his sixth year that he was gay and how they were accepting of it. Then he pulled his plate back to him so he could eat. However, a few minutes later Harry felt someone tapping his shoulder and assuming it was Justin, he turned with a large smile on his face which fell at the sight of Draco Malfoy standing there with an expectant look on his face.
"What do you want Malfoy?" spat Harry, which caused him to flinch slightly.
"I would like a word with you in private if I could," Malfoy asked politely, which caused all three Gryffindors eyebrows to rise.
"Anything you have to say to me, you can say in front of Ron and Hermione. I'll just be telling them later anyway."
Draco Malfoy looked apprehensive about the idea of talking to Harry in front of others, especially about this topic, but decided that if he wanted any chance what-so-ever, this would probably be the best way to do it. "Alright then, I wanted to formally ask your permission to pursue you romantically."
Whatever it was that Harry thought Malfoy was going to say to him, this was obviously not it. "Huh?" he said, not able to think of anything else to say to that declaration.
Malfoy sighed and repeated himself, "I said I would like to pursue you romantically."
Harry and Ron just stared at the Slytherin like he was an idiot for saying it, not only once, but twice. However it was Hermione that intervened this time.
"Harry is already involved with someone else Malfoy, so your just going to have to live with being out of luck."
"The mud-blood Hufflepuff?" sneered Malfoy with distaste. ""That isn't much of a challenge."
Instantly Harry was to his feet and inches from Malfoy's face and bellowed, "Don't you ever call him that! He is worth a hundred of you!"
Malfoy stood there silent for a moment as the entire Great Hall fell silent when they heard Harry screaming at him. They were all watching and waiting to see what would happen next.
"Perhaps, it would be best if you were to return to the Slytherin table Malfoy and we can all pretend this conversation never took place," Hermione said coolly.
"No," Malfoy said calmly, "I need to talk to Pott… to Harry about some very important things and they can't wait anymore."
Through clenched teeth Harry said, "I already told you I'm taken Malfoy, so go away!"
"No Harry," Malfoy said and quickly added, "I love you and I want to mate with you."
"WHAT?" Harry screamed and he pushed Malfoy so hard that he ended up being flung to the wall of the Great Hall and hitting it with a load thud before sliding to the floor.
Instantly Professor Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape were walking the center isle of the tables towards the two boys.
"Potter, what is going on here?" asked the stern head of Gryffindor House.
Harry turned to the professors and said in disgust, "He wants to mate with me."
Professor McGonagall looked so stunned that she couldn't reply. However, Professor Snape could, "Malfoy was it or was it not the impression you gave me when you said you never wanted to go through this with Potter?"
From his place on the floor Malfoy answered, "Yes, sir, I did say that, but I had no idea the need to do it would get this strong."
Harry looked to his two best friends and then to the teachers present looking for some clue as to what was going on here. "What is this all about?"
Dumbledore looked at Harry with his eyes twinkling, "Perhaps it would be better, if we went to my office."
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"Let me get this right," Harry said as he paced the room in front of the Headmaster's desk with Professors McGonagall and Snape watching as well as Malfoy, Ron, Hermione, Fawkes and the assorted painting of the former heads of Hogwarts listening.
"Malfoy is a part Veela?" Harry asked for confirmation.
Everyone nodded their heads in the affirmative.
"He has decided that I am to be his mate?"
Again everyone nodded their heads, including the paintings.
Harry continued, "Malfoy has known this since he was thirteen when his Veela powers began to kick in?"
"Yes Harry that is correct," Dumbledore said gently.
"Then because he hated me so much, he decided to suppress his need to make me his mate. So why now?"
"Because, the need to mate is becoming stronger by the day Potter," spat Malfoy becoming upset at being rejected. "I thought I could control it and I did for several years, but when I reached my age of majority, the pull quadrupled and my need to mate is almost uncontrollable."
"Is that why you've shagged half the school?" Ron asked before McGonagall and Hermione both threw him a look that made him look sheepish.
"Mr. Weasley …" began Snape menacingly before he was cut off by Harry.
"Actually that is a fair question. You do have the reputation of having it off with half the student body, why should I want to mate with you? To be yet another notch in your belt?" asked Harry.
Malfoy looked down to his shoes and mumbled something.
"What was that Malfoy? I didn't quite catch that," Harry said venomously.
Malfoy took a deep breath, "I said, you would be my mate forever, after you there would never be another."
"What if Harry doesn't want to bond with you Malfoy?" Hermione asked.
"He has to, he is my mate, my chosen," Malfoy said evenly.
"No, I do not have to and you know it," Harry spat. "Veela do not always get their way with their chosen mates, we studied it in both Care of Magical Creatures and in Defense Against the Dark Arts last year. You're heart my break, but eventually you'll pick another."
"Yeah," Ron said, support his best friend. "Besides he already dating someone else."
"Filthy mud-blood," spat Malfoy.
"Ten points from Slytherin for that word and attitude Mr. Malfoy," McGonagall said crossly.
"Harry perhaps it would be best if you calmed down," Dumbledore said, trying to placate his student.
Harry looked at the Headmaster and suddenly he had a very terrible thought flash through his mind. "Did you know about this?"
"I knew that Mr. Malfoy was a part Veela, yes, but I did not know who his chosen was until today, the same as you Harry."
"What do we do know?" Hermione asked helplessly. Her first instinct would be to go to the library and research every single thing she could about Veela, but she had no time at the moment.
Dumbledore chuckled softly, "Well that's an interesting question Ms. Granger and it can be answered simply. Harry, do you want to mate with Mr. Malfoy?"
"No, sir, I do not," Harry replied hotly.
"Well then it's settled for now," Dumbledore said with a twinkle in his eye. "Mr. Malfoy will have to leave Harry alone, unless his Veela abilities kick in further making him go after Harry again. Then we will decide what to do then."
Harry, Ron and Hermione looked victorious, while Malfoy scowled at the Headmaster.
"Albus," Snape began, "What do we do with Mr. Malfoy now? With his Veela attraction erupting from him at odd intervals, he may become unable to defend himself from amorous advances from the other students."
"I've already thought of that Severus, when Mr. Malfoy's attraction becomes to strong for the other students to handle I have already set up quarters for him to live in so he can be isolated from the other if need be. Of course, there hasn't been a need for it as yet, so that will wait until it does," Dumbledore explained. "So now why don't you all enjoy your evening?"
Leaving the office, Malfoy looked at harry and said, "This isn't over yet, we will be mated."
"No we won't," said Harry, "No we won't."
To Be Continued … Please Read and Review
By The Short Fat Fag
Chapter One - The Beginning
Harry was sitting down to dinner that night and felt a pair of eyes watching him closely. Harry smiled think that it was his boyfriend, Justin Finch-Fletchley of Hufflepuff House. However, looking up he didn't meet Justin's eyes, he was in an animated conversation with his best friend, Ernie McMillan. Looking around the room, Harry soon discovered the source of the stare, Draco Malfoy.
"What's the matter mate?" Ron asked his best friend.
"Malfoy is staring at me again," said Harry in a disgusted tone. "I really wish he would stop it, its starting to give me the feeling that something really bad is about to happen."
"Just ignore him Harry, he'll stop eventually, he always does," Hermione said soothingly.
"What do you mean 'always does'?" Ron asked incredulously while Harry simply stared at the Head Girl.
Hermione sighed, "He's been doing this for weeks, I would have thought by now you would have noticed him doing it."
"Well yeah," admitted Harry, "I have noticed it, but mostly during meals."
"Oh he does it all the time, in the hallways, in class, every time he is near you anymore," she said and then took a bite of her meal.
Harry pushed his plate away in disgust, his appetite suddenly going very far away.
"It's alright mate," Ron said encouragingly, "everyone knows that you are dating Justin and no one would try to cross you. They know better."
Harry smiled and remembered telling his two best friends during his sixth year that he was gay and how they were accepting of it. Then he pulled his plate back to him so he could eat. However, a few minutes later Harry felt someone tapping his shoulder and assuming it was Justin, he turned with a large smile on his face which fell at the sight of Draco Malfoy standing there with an expectant look on his face.
"What do you want Malfoy?" spat Harry, which caused him to flinch slightly.
"I would like a word with you in private if I could," Malfoy asked politely, which caused all three Gryffindors eyebrows to rise.
"Anything you have to say to me, you can say in front of Ron and Hermione. I'll just be telling them later anyway."
Draco Malfoy looked apprehensive about the idea of talking to Harry in front of others, especially about this topic, but decided that if he wanted any chance what-so-ever, this would probably be the best way to do it. "Alright then, I wanted to formally ask your permission to pursue you romantically."
Whatever it was that Harry thought Malfoy was going to say to him, this was obviously not it. "Huh?" he said, not able to think of anything else to say to that declaration.
Malfoy sighed and repeated himself, "I said I would like to pursue you romantically."
Harry and Ron just stared at the Slytherin like he was an idiot for saying it, not only once, but twice. However it was Hermione that intervened this time.
"Harry is already involved with someone else Malfoy, so your just going to have to live with being out of luck."
"The mud-blood Hufflepuff?" sneered Malfoy with distaste. ""That isn't much of a challenge."
Instantly Harry was to his feet and inches from Malfoy's face and bellowed, "Don't you ever call him that! He is worth a hundred of you!"
Malfoy stood there silent for a moment as the entire Great Hall fell silent when they heard Harry screaming at him. They were all watching and waiting to see what would happen next.
"Perhaps, it would be best if you were to return to the Slytherin table Malfoy and we can all pretend this conversation never took place," Hermione said coolly.
"No," Malfoy said calmly, "I need to talk to Pott… to Harry about some very important things and they can't wait anymore."
Through clenched teeth Harry said, "I already told you I'm taken Malfoy, so go away!"
"No Harry," Malfoy said and quickly added, "I love you and I want to mate with you."
"WHAT?" Harry screamed and he pushed Malfoy so hard that he ended up being flung to the wall of the Great Hall and hitting it with a load thud before sliding to the floor.
Instantly Professor Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape were walking the center isle of the tables towards the two boys.
"Potter, what is going on here?" asked the stern head of Gryffindor House.
Harry turned to the professors and said in disgust, "He wants to mate with me."
Professor McGonagall looked so stunned that she couldn't reply. However, Professor Snape could, "Malfoy was it or was it not the impression you gave me when you said you never wanted to go through this with Potter?"
From his place on the floor Malfoy answered, "Yes, sir, I did say that, but I had no idea the need to do it would get this strong."
Harry looked to his two best friends and then to the teachers present looking for some clue as to what was going on here. "What is this all about?"
Dumbledore looked at Harry with his eyes twinkling, "Perhaps it would be better, if we went to my office."
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"Let me get this right," Harry said as he paced the room in front of the Headmaster's desk with Professors McGonagall and Snape watching as well as Malfoy, Ron, Hermione, Fawkes and the assorted painting of the former heads of Hogwarts listening.
"Malfoy is a part Veela?" Harry asked for confirmation.
Everyone nodded their heads in the affirmative.
"He has decided that I am to be his mate?"
Again everyone nodded their heads, including the paintings.
Harry continued, "Malfoy has known this since he was thirteen when his Veela powers began to kick in?"
"Yes Harry that is correct," Dumbledore said gently.
"Then because he hated me so much, he decided to suppress his need to make me his mate. So why now?"
"Because, the need to mate is becoming stronger by the day Potter," spat Malfoy becoming upset at being rejected. "I thought I could control it and I did for several years, but when I reached my age of majority, the pull quadrupled and my need to mate is almost uncontrollable."
"Is that why you've shagged half the school?" Ron asked before McGonagall and Hermione both threw him a look that made him look sheepish.
"Mr. Weasley …" began Snape menacingly before he was cut off by Harry.
"Actually that is a fair question. You do have the reputation of having it off with half the student body, why should I want to mate with you? To be yet another notch in your belt?" asked Harry.
Malfoy looked down to his shoes and mumbled something.
"What was that Malfoy? I didn't quite catch that," Harry said venomously.
Malfoy took a deep breath, "I said, you would be my mate forever, after you there would never be another."
"What if Harry doesn't want to bond with you Malfoy?" Hermione asked.
"He has to, he is my mate, my chosen," Malfoy said evenly.
"No, I do not have to and you know it," Harry spat. "Veela do not always get their way with their chosen mates, we studied it in both Care of Magical Creatures and in Defense Against the Dark Arts last year. You're heart my break, but eventually you'll pick another."
"Yeah," Ron said, support his best friend. "Besides he already dating someone else."
"Filthy mud-blood," spat Malfoy.
"Ten points from Slytherin for that word and attitude Mr. Malfoy," McGonagall said crossly.
"Harry perhaps it would be best if you calmed down," Dumbledore said, trying to placate his student.
Harry looked at the Headmaster and suddenly he had a very terrible thought flash through his mind. "Did you know about this?"
"I knew that Mr. Malfoy was a part Veela, yes, but I did not know who his chosen was until today, the same as you Harry."
"What do we do know?" Hermione asked helplessly. Her first instinct would be to go to the library and research every single thing she could about Veela, but she had no time at the moment.
Dumbledore chuckled softly, "Well that's an interesting question Ms. Granger and it can be answered simply. Harry, do you want to mate with Mr. Malfoy?"
"No, sir, I do not," Harry replied hotly.
"Well then it's settled for now," Dumbledore said with a twinkle in his eye. "Mr. Malfoy will have to leave Harry alone, unless his Veela abilities kick in further making him go after Harry again. Then we will decide what to do then."
Harry, Ron and Hermione looked victorious, while Malfoy scowled at the Headmaster.
"Albus," Snape began, "What do we do with Mr. Malfoy now? With his Veela attraction erupting from him at odd intervals, he may become unable to defend himself from amorous advances from the other students."
"I've already thought of that Severus, when Mr. Malfoy's attraction becomes to strong for the other students to handle I have already set up quarters for him to live in so he can be isolated from the other if need be. Of course, there hasn't been a need for it as yet, so that will wait until it does," Dumbledore explained. "So now why don't you all enjoy your evening?"
Leaving the office, Malfoy looked at harry and said, "This isn't over yet, we will be mated."
"No we won't," said Harry, "No we won't."
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