Harry Potter and the Veela

Another year over, OWLs

"Albus, you have absolutely no right to mind-rape our sons and Ms. Weasley." Lily shouted at the ancient headmaster, her body shaking with rage. After Harry had left, Lily Potter's anger had reached breaking point. James just stood next to his wife, not willing to butt in due to his wife's fiery temper.

"Lily I assure you, it was a necessary act, Harry's Occlumency shields are near impenetrable therefore I had to take an alternative route, Young Eric and Ms. Weasley are not harmed in any way I assure you." Dumbledore said, rubbing his temple.

"Wait, how did Harry learn Occlumency?" James asked, hoping to distract his wife from destroying the headmaster's office.

"There are two ways, one is of course is learning with an instructor, most Occlumens tend to take that route, the second option is self taught, self taught is only reserved for those who are naturals…my guess is he is self trained but due to his close ties with Severus, Harry might have learnt it from him."

"That overgrown bat…" James muttered, but Dumbledore's old ears still managed to catch it as he frowned.

"James, this feud between you and Severus has gone on long enough. I think its time you two end this childish feud." Dumbledore frowned.

"No way am I going to apologize to him. He leaked the prophecy to Voldemort!" James said with outrage.

"A shame, Sirius and Remus has already made their peace…" Dumbledore muttered and turned his chair so he was facing a view of the Black Lake behind the windows, the little black book that was Riddle's diary, something was very wrong about it but the headmaster had no idea what.

"Albus, did you talk to Harry about not moving away?" Lily said, a tearful face now replaced her temper.

"I've tried to talk to him but Harry is adamant as ever, I cannot do anything to force him, he will be an adult technically speaking after taking his O.W.L.S." Dumbledore said tiredly. Nothing more was said as the Potters left, with Lily in a crying mess and James escorting her out.

Meanwhile in the Hospital Wing, Eric Potter woke up feeling like his head had been cracked opened and put back together badly as he sat up on his bed in the Hospital Wing, the last thing he could remembered was hearing the Basilisk slithering out of Salazar Slytherin's statue.

"Easy shrimp, you hit the floor pretty hard." Eric flinched when he saw his older brother leaning against the wall next to his bed.

"What happened?" Eric asked, rubbing his head.

"Basilisk came out of Slytherin's statue, you turned and slipped on the wet floor." Harry said with his arms folded across his chest, there was no way he would say the truth, that he saved his life by stunning him, thus making himself the only target for the Basilisk, "My good deed to him for the decade." Harry thought to himself.

"Oh…" was Eric Potter's only response. Silence enveloped the Hospital Wing before Eric murmured, "Thanks for carrying me back here."

Harry was stunned and thought, "Who knew that Gilderoy Lockhart number two could actually thank anyone."

"Rest, you're gonna need it." Harry said curtly as he watched the source of all the misery in his life slump back onto the bed, just because he saved his brother's life didn't necessary mean that he didn't hate him. He just shrugged but then at Madam Pomfrey's signal, He quickly strolled to Hermione's bedside where she was about to be administered with the Mandrake Drought. That was when Harry noticed a certain Professor Goldilocks at a bed at the farthest corner.

"What happened to I am King of the World?" Harry questioned Madam Pomfrey.

She rolled her eyes and said, "Got hit by a memory charm, apparently he was trying to curse Weasley but it backfired." Harry couldn't help but laugh loudly, this was one he would show Sirius for sure. Harry couldn't help but turn away at the brownish liquid in the vial held by Madam Pomfrey, his eyes watered at the strong stench. Madam Pomfrey rolled her eyes at his antics and poured the potion into Hermione's opening mouth. About a minute later, the hand Harry was holding began to twitch and Harry saw Hermione's eyes focusing, her eyelids slowly opening and closing.