Harry Potter & The Veela Parody

By FangallaMarie

"You're a Veela?"

"Yeah Potter I am, want to make something of it?

Harry shrugged and said, "No, not really, I was just clarifying."


"Disappointed, Malfoy?"

"Yeah, a little, I'm in love with you."

Harry's eyes grew large, "No, you are not."

"Yes, I am and I want to marry you and make babies with you."

"Really?" asked Harry happily.

"Yes, Potter, really!"

With a large lump in this throat, Harry admitted, "I think I love you too."

"Really?" asked Draco hopefully. "You're not just saying that?"

"No I truly mean it."

Grinning Draco said, "Come on, let's go a secret room where we can have hot man sex that will cause our souls to bond together and I can get you pregnant, which will force you off the Gryffindor Quidditch team and make your life even more difficult than it is already."

"I can't wait."

Running hand in hand, the two boys run down to the dungeons and to the secret room that Draco knew about and ripped each other's clothes off.

Staring at the pile of rags, Harry says, "Draco, you know, we might need those clothes later."

"Aren't you a wizard or not? Use a repairing charm on them later."

"Oh yeah," Harry said, "I forgot."

"Now that's out of the way, let's fuck!"

"Yes, Daddy! Fuck me now!"

Then the two have large amounts of sex which lasts all day and all night. The next day they emerge from the room, satisfied and bonded. Also something else...

"Draco," Harry said as they reached the Great Hall hand in hand again. "I think I felt the baby kick."

"You're pregnant already, wow; I am a stud aren't I?"

"Shut up and feel."

Feeling Harry's stomach, which was already starting to show, Draco said, "That's our baby."

Walking into the Great Hall, everyone falls silent and watches the two boys as they stand in the door way kissing.

"Harry, what the hell are you doing?" demands Ron.

"Kissing my husband."

"Husband?" said Ron before he fainted.

"Harry, what have you done?" asked Hermione.

"Had sex with Malfoy, become married, and now I'm pregnant," Harry replied happily.

"Since last night? I just saw you at 8 o'clock and you never mentioned any of this."

Rolling his eyes, Harry explained, "Oh this all happened after 8:30 last night."

"Oh," Hermione said and then fainted on top of Ron.

"Don't worry," Draco said. "They'll come around."

"I hope so, I think my water just broke," Harry said excitedly.

"I love you Harry."

"I love you too Draco." Then Harry fell on the floor and began to pull down his pants. "I think it's trying to come out my arse."

Looking down to his mate at his feet, Draco says, "Of course, it's how it works with men, I fucked you in the arse and thus it comes out there."

Screaming in sudden pain, Harry says, "You did this to me, I hate you!"

Crying uncontrollably Draco falls to Harry's side, "I'm so sorry, please don't hate me, I love you."

"Help me then," cried Harry as the baby's head started to poke out of his arse.


"Lubrication damn it, it's too dry!"

Draco performs the lubrication charm and the baby slides out much easier.

"Thanks," Harry said relieved.

"Well, my boy," twinkled Albus Dumbledore as bent down and picked up the baby, "you have a son. What are you going to name him?"

"James Robert Albert Jeffrey Sebastian Carmichael Sirius Oliver Cavanaugh Daniel Jacob Rupert Emmett Potter-Malfoy," responded Harry breathlessly.

"Good name," the Headmaster said.

"I think you should take him up to see Madam Pomfrey," Professor McGonagall said, "He needs a bath, he smells like shit."

The two boys pouted as they cradled their new son.

The end