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Harry woke up and looked at the ceiling for a minute or two. It was still a novelty for him to woke up to silence. Between the Dursley and the Gryffindor tower he didn't remember a time in which he had been able to wake up to silence. Draco, the only other occupant of the cabin they were currently living on, usually was in training at this time. Something about the importance of the sunrise magic or something to that effect.
At first it was a shock to Harry that his mentor, because yes; he also has a mentor to help him deal with being a veela mate, has send him to rest. Apparently he has been using a lot of his energy making sure that Draco's psique was stable. Harry hadn't noticed, but what was truth was that after two days of relaxing and walking through the camp as his most tyring activity, he felt a lot better, his magic almost sang to him, eager to be used.
They were in a beutiful meadow in a forest... somewhere back in England. Far from the muggles and the wizard's population, according to his mentor. "Mentor, what a weird word to use", Harry mused. They arrived two days ago with Tyan as his guide using a weird kind of side along apparition, some veela magic, Tyan has said,only veelas and their mates could use it".
His mentor, Shoun, a very nice and old man, had took a look at him and send him to rest untl he said otherwise. They met everyday at midday to talk about what was expected of him as a veela mate. Shoun was the mate of the veela chief of this forest, in fact. He was a healer, used to be a wizard healer until he met his mate and left the wizard world for good.
Harry's training was very different from Draco's, they mainly talked; about the importance of family, the center of a veela mind. Of how big groups of veelas couldn't just live in cities, like wizards do, due to their volatile nature. They couldn't live ruled by so many norms and laws, they were passionate and very territorial. So they have choosen to live here, in the middle of a forest, near a large pack of werewolf, a pack of centaurs and some ogres. They all live together in peace because at the heart of the forest there was the biggest vampire's covent ever recorder. They have rulers, a King, a Queen and an adopted Princess, a half veela, half human, that was saved from death when she was left to death as a newborn. They were the royal family. They made sure that everyone was account for and everyone was safe.
"Safe from what" Harry had asked Shoun when he told him about how they had to fleed from the last haven they had. "Why did you have to run away?"
"From the wizards, of course"
"What? Why?"
"Veelas are very magical creatures, wizards from most countries don't even consider them human, they used to hunt them to breed them and enhanced the magic of their families, even now they are very susceptibles to mind manipulation and they had to fleed most countries and hide. Most of what we, as wizards, know about veelas is about the ones that were bound to a wizard family and had the fortune to made half-veela heirs"
Harry thought that pureblood wizards couldn't be creepier... seems like he was wrong.
He got up and took a change of clothes and a towel. When he got out of the cabin, he could practically felt the activity in the air; all the slender, beautiful figures, almost dancing as they walk in the way only veelas could move. In here they live as a small country, with jobs, and a school and a healing area; were his and Draco's cabin was located. It was call the healing area because there was a healing pool near, which was were he was going, the veela healers, and Shoun, have seen the scars on his back and said that they could heal and fade in the pool. So he went everyday and bathed on them.
On his way back, he helped some veelas to carry some bags and went to help in the communal kitchen. The veelas didin't like when he used his magic, so the only thing he could really help with was in the kitchen and set the fire at night. In this kitchen, he felt relax as he never felt in Dursley's. Then again, he never felt anything but mildly terrified every minute he had been in that house.
Here, though, here he could understand how much he really like to cook, and could grasp why Snape love potions so much. Harry didn't think he coud ever love potions as much as Snape and Draco seems to, but he could understand them better, he mused.
"Harry! Harry good daaaaaay!" a little voice said from the kitchen door. He looked at it and saw a little girl bouncing to him. He smile at her and turned back to his work. He felt here next to him, tiptoing trying to look at what he was doing.
"Hello little one, how are you today?" He said taking a stool from a cabinet near him, put him next to the girl and she hopped on it where she was able to see what he was doing without straining. Harry could smell the scent of flower on her and knew that it was her scent. Shoun had told him about it. The little veelas had this scent, like flowers or forest, when they were happy and well raised. This one was happy alright. All smiles and giggles.
For some reason she seemed to cling to Harry since the first day he started pitching in the kitchen. And she would follow him everywhere. "I'm fine thank you. What are we doing today?"
"We are doing some fish casserole, what do you think Kitten?" She wrinkle her nose as she usually did when he called her that. She was named Kristen, but the first time she introduced herself she was eating and he didn't understood and called her kitten. He hadn't stop ever since.
"I don't really like fish all that much" she shrugged and continue "but if you do it, it may be good"
"Thanks for that, what about if we.."
"Harry?" Draco's voice interrupted what he was about to said and both turned to the voice. Draco's lean figure was already making his way toward them. Kitten sighed and hopped down. Her blond hair seemed to shine behind her. He smiled at her and stroke her head. "what's up, Draco?"
"I... uhm, are you busy?" Draco had behave nothing like himself since they arrived here. He was just a shadow of how he was in the school. Not only because he was scared and injured, like when they were in Bulgaria, but he actually seemed scared of Harry. Harry almost throw up the first time he realized that, the day after they arrived in here and Harry asked about his day... Draco had stuttered while answering and had broken Harry's heart. He didn't asked him anything anymore.
They were supposed to be mates, he was supposed to bonded with this man... in some sort of marriage or something...at least that was what Shoun had told him. They had been tiptoing around one another, not really saying much... but Harry didn't know how to talked to the veela without scaring him.
"Not Draco, I'm just making lunch... wanna help me?"
"But Harry!" Kristen cried "I was supposed to help you!" Harry smiled lightly at her "you are always welcome to help me, that doesn't mean that Draco can't help as well"
Draco looked at him for a couple of seconds without saying anything, until Harry looked at him, Draco was smiling softly at him. Harry blushed and looked back at the food. That seems to broke Draco's spell. "Actually, we were summoned by the princess. We are to go inmediately" Harry looked at him in surprised.
"She returned before it was expected... do we need to leave right away?" at Draco's nod he nod as well and turn to Kristen "Kitten, I'm sorry but I have to go now. We will do the casserole tomorrow, ok?" at Kristen approval they cleaned up quickly and Harry leave with Draco.
"We need to change" Draco said when they exit the kitchen "We can't meet the princess with this on"
"What's wrong with my clothes?" Draco stopped abruptly and looked at him with wide eyes and pale face "nothing! There’s nothing wrong, we just shouldn't meet the princess without a robe... I mean if you don't want to I can always..."
"No Draco, it's ok, I didn't meant to sound like that. I meant to ask what should we wear to meet the princess, should we dress the same? some jewelery? Shoun said something to me once, I..." Harry stopped himself when he heard Draco snorted with humor.
"No, no jewelery, but some robes to show that we are proud wizards and come from respectful families" Harry smiled lightly at him, this was the first time they have spent so much time talking without any of them running away, afraid of the reaction of the other.
"So, dress to match? or is that too tacky?" Draco laughed and nodded, and Harry noticed how pretty Draco was when laughing, when happy... he wish for a second that he could make him laugh everyday, and not cringed in terror, as he apparently does now...
"Just use the most elegant robes you have. That should be enough" Draco said and Harry nodded. When they arrived to the cabin they were in a confortable and easy silence.
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Shira walked next to the twins at the rear of the group... well, technically Krin was closing the party, but he didn't like humans, and usually prefered to hide when new "visitors" appeared. Anyway, she was more interested in getting to know these redheaded wizards, her mates...
She always knew that she had a human mate, and since she turned fifteen she knew that they were twins. She didn't expected to meet them like this, though. Didn't expected to meet them for a couple more years, to be honest. She had already talked to his parents and she was going to go to the wizard world when she was eighteen to found her mates and bring them with her to the forest.
She would had loved to have those years to prepare herself. She was not ready to start any kind of relationship yet, with anyone. For the last three years she had worry about being a good princess, a good leader… she knew nothing about mates, about compromise.. about leaving here to be a wife, a mother… She was not prepared to have this now.
"Would you tell me who are you and what are you doing in my forest?" Shira may have gone a little over her head thinking there for a minute, so it sound much more angry that what she had hope it would.
"I'm Fred, and he is George. We are here with that very angry man, his name is Sirius” one of the twins said after a couple of seconds of silence “we are here looking for a friend" the other twin finished. Shira tried to relax herself and breathe a couple of seconds, her beating heart was not helping.
“What reasons you have to believe that he is here?” and this time around it sound a lot better, much more relax.
“We were following a tracking spell” Fred answered ignoring the “that got us lost” from his brother “and it lead us right to the middle of this forest”
“Well, then I have to agree with your brother, that tracking spell certainly did not work, you were heading straight to the ogre’s domain, which is at the east end of the land. Once you enter their land, there is nothing else we could have done. It is forbidden for any other creature to trespass. Are you sure that it was the Eyam’s Forest where the tracking spell was pointed at you?”
“Yes, we checked twice, it was near the center of this forest, next to a lake or something” George said.
“That sound like the Veela’s domain” Koun said, obviously paying more attention to the conversation that worrying about the struggling werewolf. Shira knew that the other four man that were with her were as invested in the conversation as he was.
“Yeah, the forest has some old spell protection, makes impossible for anyone to follow a track in the conventional way. This is a place where people choose to come when they want to disappear… or make someone disappear” Shira explained to the wizards “we can talk to the veela council tomorrow and ask if they had some guest there. But that will be after you explain your affiliation with this werewolf man and why was he stealing from us”
“He was?” Fred shouted alarmed.
“We have nothing to do with that! We swear” both answer at the same time, and Shira fought not to find it endearing.
“You can answer to the king when we arrive. Princess please, you have to go ahead. You were supposed to meet the new visitors ten minutes ago” Merion said. He was one of his personal bodyguard, a huge colored skin vampire. He was a very intimidating man and he auto impose himself as his protector. As she need another one.
Shira looked at her mates and sighed. She did said that she was not going to let her mates ruined her life, she even shouted it to everyone to see when she was fifteen. She couldn’t back out now.
“Please look that these men get to the castle safetly, it would be a shame if they got lost here” She said to Kouga and got a nod. Looking at Merion she added “I’m going now then, Krin will take me there”
Looking at her mates she smiled a little and waved. Then walked to the side were Krin, with his enhanced ears, had obviously heard everything and was waiting for her. When the two and a half meters of dark brown wolf appeared before her she smiled and pet him while he crouched down enough to allow her to mount him and once she was situated, it started running.
Shira closed her eyes and enjoy the ride, Krin was going too fast for her to really see anything and usually that made her dizzy with motion sickness. Usually she preferred travelling with Luka, she was much more thoughtful of her than Krin, but as she was already late, she didn’t said anything and tried to breathe as deep as possible.
Not five minutes after they had arrive.
She had some new people to meet.
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Lucius was about ready to scream. He woke up a couple of minutes ago without any notion of where he was or what day was it... Last thing he remember he was talking to Snape the love of his life, and he needed help with... someone the impostor!! his son! Draco!!
No wait... he went to Bulgaria looking for his son, Snape said that he was there, some tracking spell of some sort he was protecting the impostor.
Lucius was ready to tear out his hear out. For a couple of years now, he has been hearing the veela's voice in his head, he didn't know that was even possible, He doesn't know what is happening to him.
He knew that he had some memory loss. Sometimes the veela would take over and... do things. He had the dark suspicion that he was responsible for making Draco run away. Or the veela in him is the responsible.
His mother alway told him that the veela and him were only one, that it was a part of himself, but recently... he didn't feel like it was that way, it was almost as if he was separated with his veela part. It was getting difficult to use his veela instinct and it was starting to freak him out.
"Lucius?" a voice, his monamour, brought him back to reality. He looked up and realized that he was leaning against the bathroom floor looking at the white tiles. "Lucius can you hear me?"
"Yes, I can. Care to tell me what is going on right now?" He was freaking out, and he used his indifferent mask to cover it up. He was not safe here. You are with our monamourm where else coul you be safer.
"What is the last thing you remember?" the professor asked with a cold voice.
You made our mate mad. "We where on Bulgaria, looking for Draco... where are we now?"
"We are back in England, at my place actually. The weela took over in Bulgaria, we found Draco, but he ran away. We can discuss it later. Now we need you to merge with your veela part."
"What are you talking about?" A shiver run down his spine as the implications hit him. Dissociated state, it explain a lot of things, especially the voice and the memory loss. "How is it possible?"
"I'm not sure about it. But he told me that he was able to dissociate with you to break the curse and..."
"What curse?" He heard himself saying but couldn't really hear much over the sound of his beating heart. He started feeling like he was falling and knew it was the veela trying to take over, he fought it, like he never had before and lashed out when a hand try to grasp his arm.
"Relax Lucius I'm not going to do anything to you, just remind you that you promise to let him remember, you were going to merge with yourself." Snape used his soft and caring voice, a tone Lucius han't heard in almost fifteen years. You don't deserve to remember him, you just left.
"What do I forget?" Lucius asked Snape, holding to the potionist arms with all his strenght. "How could the veela do this to me?"
"What don't we go to the sitting room, so we could be more comfortable"
When they relocated, Severus had the fire going and a glass of whisky was on his hand. Lucius took a sip of it and give the professor a little smile, it was his favorite brand. "You seem to know a lot about me, even after all these years"
"Yeah" Severus said after a long drink. "There is a lot of things that I know, things that you don't, actually. There are some memories that the veela have, and some that where supressed when the curse started. But the curse was lifted, so you can access the memories now, you have to merge with the veela first, though."
"How do we...I, how do I merge with my veela part?" why should I give you the memories, you didn't do anything with them when you have them. "I don't understand what is happening, but the veela in me seems to think that I give up on you... I was under the impression, that you left me on our last year" He looked at Severus and saw the small tremor in his hands.
"If you think I would ever walk out of the best thing that ever happen to me then..." Severus was almost biting the words out with all the anger that was on them, but then, he seemed to deflated. "The worst thing is, I can't be angry at you, you did everything you could to protect me, us...but at the end... we lost it all"
A flow of memories hit him, he felt himself falling, and this time he didn't stop.
He remember...
He remember it all... He could fell his eyes tearing up but he didn't try to stop it. I remember her...
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He remember being fifteen and discovering that Severus was his mate.
He remember being happy with his mate, his monamour. His everything.
He remember making plans with him, wanting to start a family with him.
He remember having a whole year together. Going to Paris on their fifth year summer vacation. He remember perfection.
He remember the look in Severus' eyes when he found the potion. "We can have a family, Lucius, a little one that is totally ours"
He remember loving their little one. "It is a girl Lucius, I can tell" "I believe you, loved one"
He remember the fear when Dumbledore found out about it.
He remember telling his family about it... and the begining of the end.
He remember believing that he could bring his mate to his father and that they would be protected.
He remember not being able to get his mate to his family. He remember the anguish... and then he stop feeling, because his father curse him... make him his puppet for all the vacations.
He remember feeling his daughter birth, and his daughter's link being broken.
He remember mourning her for a day, before every memory was swiped away.
He remember never seeing his mate again.
Until he did, on his son's naming ceremony. And then for one of his own birthday's. When the veela started looking for his mate again, and decided to find the true on his own... because he left his mate alone when he was needed.
Then, he discovered of the curse. Of how his mate had been curse with never being able to talk about them, or risk Lucius' death. He discovered of his own curse. How his father change his memories, make him believe Severus had rejected him, so he would take Narcissa as his wife.
He remember discovering the truth and the veela taking over in rage, he remember attacking an innocent in his rage. He remember not recognizing his own son. He remember punishing his son for his own mistakes.
He remember it all.
"Oh god, Draco!" and then, he passed out.
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"Hello dears, I apologise for my tardiness. I was dealing with some trespassers." Shira said to the veela couple in front of her. They were a couple of years younger than her. The veela looked very scared and tired, and his mate seems to unconsciously be trying to put himself in front, trying to protect.
These two had been through a lot. Her heart hurt for them. "What can I help you with?"
"We are looking for asylum. Some place where we could be protected from outsiders. The veela community said that we could stay, but we thought it would be better if we could have your blessing" The veela said. "We know you don't usually accept people from outside"
"And we understand that being us it could be difficult." the mate added.
"Being you?" Shira asked them confused.
"... yes, I apologize for not introduce ourselves before. This is Harry Potter, and I am Draco Malfoy." Shira felt the tension grew in her head. Harry Potter has a veela mate. And they were looking for asylum, on her territory.
"I understand a little better your situation now. But don't worry, we won't turn down anyone that need us."
"Thank you so much!" The veela, Draco said.
"I must warn you, though, Harry Potter. Voldemort is looking to create an army of magical creatures. He send a group of werewolf trying to convince us to join him. We wont do it. We have stayed out of wizard problems for almost a century. We are not starting now."
Shira looked at the couple and saw them shiver quietly when she mentioned Voldemort. They were a couple of teenagers, but they already had so much pressure over their shoulder. "I know you have a lot on your plate right now, so why don't you take this time to breath and relax.
To regain your strength. Something tell me you would be needing all the strength you could get."
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