Veela and her wolf

9

bold= thoughts

italics = french

Lemons this chapter!

Daughter of the dark and moon

hidden in mud

Will meet her match with a bird of prey

Their union will be realized in a fury of

Fur joining feathers.

Destined to turn the tide

of the greatest war

Their love will save us all

Hermione

" we need to talk...really 'mione?"

"What?" Hermione replied slightly irked

" oh nothing, just nothing good ever comes from that statement"

Hermione felt herself getting warmer and suppressed a...growl? Ok so something is definitely happening to me, I think I need to contact my godfather about shifters or maybe the library has something...

"Hello Hermione, did you hear anything I said the last minute?" Harry said waiving his hands around

"Shut it mate, she's you-know-who's spawn, why would you listen to anything she says" Ron interjected scowling from down the table

"Probably because she saved both our hides more times than we can count, and she doesn't abandon her friends at the first sign of difficulty, unlike you mate. Besides, since when did you start talking to me again?"

Ron grumbled something incoherent behind the muffin he stuffed angrily into his mouth

Harry and Hermione simultaneously rolled their eyes and turned back to each other.

"Anyway, why don't we meet outside on the hill overlooking Hagrid's home after breakfast...say in an hour?" Hermione suggested

Harry nodded in agreement and Hermione grabbed an apple, turned and walked out of the Great Hall.

Fleur

Dark in the city night is a wire

Steam in the subway earth is afire

Nooooo....don't want to wake up....

...

Woman you want me give me a sign

And catch my breathing even closer behind

.....

Mmmmmm too early

In touch with the ground

I'm on the hunt down I'm after you

Smell like I sound I'm lost in a crowd

And I'm hungry like the ...

Fine I'm up, I'm up!

Fleur slowly came into the land of the living after her charmed musical alarm clock started going off with her favorite muggle oldies station.

A giggle erupted behind her and Fleur remembered last night suddenly vividly. After meeting petite louve she realized she had some pent up energy to burn. She ran into a beautiful brunette Hufflepuff with piercing blue eyes. She had brought her back to her room at the carriage and had a good time relieving their stress...come on she is a Veela after all.

While Veela are known as very sexual creatures, actual details pertaining to them are kept within the species and mates of the species. Veela would be free to enjoy themselves as was their nature until they found their mates. The moment their eyes would lock on their intended they would no longer be able to get any satisfaction from anyone else, nor would they desire close relations with another in such a manner.