Reaper Of The Wizarding World - Volume 1 Chapter 40 Veela

Ignoring the drastic change in scenery I continue forward towards the souls. As I enter the barrier it closes up behind me with the crack slowly mending itself. When I get close to the lake I notice there is a group of women dancing on top of the lake.

As I reach the shores of the lake the women stop their dances and stare at me. I realize they are all extremely beautiful with similar features to each other. They all have gold or white hair with a variety of eye colors ranging from blue to golden and pale skin.

The longer I stare the more I feel compelled to look so I quickly pull my eyes away to look at my sister in my arms and put her down softly on the ground.

‘Please, I beg of you, save her.’ My cold voice resounds in all their heads.

I hear sloshing water as one of them walks towards me. I look up and meet her eyes, she is easily the most beautiful woman I have ever seen.

Her skin is as white as chalk yet somehow still looks healthy. Her hair is more of a silver color different from the rest and her eyes are a glowing violet color. Her body is also different, the rest of the women are skinny while she has more of a motherly vibe.

If it weren’t for my distressed mind I would have fallen into her charms. I force myself to look back down again at Sis Dora on the ground still breathing heavily.

“And why do you want to save her?” I realize her beautiful voice is the one that put down the barrier.

Realizing I’m still in my dementor form I shift out falling to my knees as I do, my injured leg couldn’t support me. I look at my leg and see it’s still bleeding just like I hadn’t shifted, to begin with. I take a deep breath and look back up to her and meet her eyes, she seems very surprised at my transformation.

I have tears threatening to fall from my eyes as I speak “She is my family my sister. I’ll do anything, just please save her, I don’t have the power.”

She looks at me with pity in her eyes as she peers between me and Sis. “She will pass soon, it’s not certain that even I can save her at this point.”

I lower my head as tears start to fall “PLEASE, I don’t know what I’d do if I lost her.”

She sighs “If I do save her she will no longer be fully human when I’m done.”

I don’t even hesitate as I hold up her head and speak. “Please, just save her.”

The woman nod “We will have a lot to talk about when she is safe.” She turns to the other women. “Prepare the ritual.”

The women start chattering but I don’t listen to them and focus on Nyphadora’s twitching face and ever-shifting hair color. She looks like she is in pain which caused my chest to tighten with anxiety.

I feel hand softly touch my shoulder, “You should back away while we perform the ritual.”

I look confused but still hobble a few steps back grabbing a pill from my bag and eating it. “Why?” I ask while chewing the disgusting pill for maximum effect.

She nods back at Sis Dora and I see the other women already there starting to strip her n.a.k.e.d. Which causes my face to go red as I quickly look away. As I look away the woman next to me giggles seeing my fl.u.s.tered face. I decide it’s best to take a walk with this woman as the others prepare the ritual, she walks slowly to stay in pace with my injured leg.

“Don’t worry about your sister, it is almost guaranteed that we can save her.” She gives me a beautiful smile that causes my face to blush again.

Seeing my blush she laughs “Honestly I’m insulted how well you keep your calm even with me around.”

I look at her confused “Why would I not keep my calm?”

“We are Veela, we can charm any man with a glance. I am the Queen, yet you keep looking at me without falling under my charm.”

Her explanation confuses me more “What is a Veela? I’ve not taken Magical Creatures and Beings class yet.”

She giggles again “We are just very beautiful human women I suppose, but we can turn into harpies if you make us angry.”

I nod my head zoning out a bit “Will my sister be alright?”

She smiles at my concern “Seeing as you don’t know about Veela I assume you don’t know how they are made correct?”

I nod as she continues “Good because it’s a secret. But I’ll tell you since you are in my debt anyway. It used to be a muggle tradition for women who were disgraced or unhappy in their lives to walk into this forest and keep walking until they dropped dead of exhaustion.”

“A rather barbaric form of suicide I know. But one lucky time a woman who was walking found this beautiful lake and decided it would be a much more suiting death. So she threw herself into the lake, but rather than dying she changed. She became more beautiful than any other now with magic flowing inside her and the ability to turn into a harpy.”

“And that is the story of how the first Veela came to be. In the few thousand years since then, the woman took in any female she found wandering the forest in search of death. She took thousands of years making a barrier she though impenetrable around her sacred lake. No man had ever stepped foot near the lake until one day a beast showed up.”

“The beast slammed on the barrier while carrying a dying woman in its arms. Out of both pity and fear the woman let them in. Turns out the beast was a man boy.” She stops walking and looks at me with raised eyebrows.

My face again goes red with shame “I am sorry about my intrusion but I would do it again to save my sister.”

She smiles “It’s fine we will talk about compensation later, for now, I should go help with the ritual. Wizards are harder to turn into Veela so I will have to personally help change her.” Before she walks away she speaks up “She is a metamorphmagus yes?”

“Yeah, does that matter?” I say with worry.

She shakes her head “No, however, it will be much harder for her to shift after the change. You can wait in the garden, I will get you when the ritual is done.” She gestures over to a clearing on a small hill.

I get up to the clearing and see the clearing is full of violets surrounded by a grove of trees. Seeing I won’t have much to do until they heal her I use what magic I can to heal my injured leg. It will certainly leave a nasty scar but it will probably work just fine as I was able to reconnect the muscles.

I lay down exhausted but unable to sleep from anxiety so I stare at the blue sky instead.