The Golden Boy And His Wings (Drarry)

Inheritance

It was a few days untill Harry's 18th birthday and he decided that instead of spending it with the horrid Dursleys who never really acknowledged his existence, he would spend it with the loving Weasleys.

So with his mind made up, Harry packed the little clothing he owned, his few belongings, and all his school supplies, minus the books because he didn't yet know what he was going to need, and walked over to the now unboarded fireplace.

The fireplace had remained unblocked and connected to the floo system since 4th year, when Ron, Fred, George, and Mr.Weasly came through to get him. Harry laughed at the old memory.

None of the Dursleys asked where he was going because none of them cared.

Harry grabbed a handful of floo power "The Burrow." He spoke not too loudly, and threw the powder into the fireplace. He was instantly surrounded in green flames as he disappeared into them.

Harry found the right exit and walked out of the Weasleys large fireplace. He was then greeted warmly by Mrs.Weasly.

"Oh Harry! Am I so glad you came! Come in. Come in. Sit I just got done making lunch." She then sat down a plate with sandwiches on it in the middle of the table before calling out for her children. "BOYS AND GIRL! LUNCH IS READY AND HARRYS HERE!" After she said that footsteps could be heard stomping down the stairs.

"Hello Harry!" The twins said in unison as they sat down on either side of Harry.

"Hey mate!" Ron said enthusiastically as he went to the other side of the table and sat in front of Harry.

"Hi Harry." Came Ginnys soft voice. She went and sat to the left of Ron.

Harry and Ginny had broken up after the war when Harry explained to Ginny that he was gay. Ginny understood but she was still upset, they are friends now but they hadn't been talking much.

"Whens Dad back?" Asked George, Harry could tell which twin it was because of his damaged ear. As he bit into one on the sandwiches. Mr.Weasly got his job back at the Ministry when the war ended.

"He should be home any minute." She replied looking out the window. "Oh there he is!" She perked up. No matter how much they got on her nerves she loved her family to no end.

"Hello!" He then noticed Harry "Harry." He smiled and nodded towards him. He sat down his things and sat at the end of the table, but he still had a folder in his hand.

"What's that Dad?" Ron asked after he finished his sandwich.

"Its...its for Harry." He said now nervously as he slid it to him.

"Did you find this at the Ministry?" Harry asked looking down at the folder.

"Yes. Go ahead, open it" Mr.Weasley urged nicely.

Harry opend the folder and started to read silently:

Harry James Potter

Mother- Lilly Evans, half Veela
Father- James Potter, half Demon

Both inheritance will come to on the 18th birthday. It is unknown how the two parts will react with eachother.

Harry stared blankly at the peice of parchment. He didnt know how to comprehend it.

"Your...a rare case...we dont know if this has ever happened before...we have no other recorded mention of this...normally Veelas and Demons are forbidden to mate...but your parents..." Mr.Weasly stopped.

"So you dont know what could happen?" Harry asked.

"No...no we dont." Mr.Weasly said quietly.

Harry knew they couldnt do anything about it but if he was going to possibly die he'd want to die in the Burrow.

"D-do you guys mind if I stay here for...my change or whatever?" Harry asked.

"No dear we dont. Stay as long as you need to in fact." Mrs.Weasly answered walking over to him and giving him a bone crushing hug. Harry happily hugged back.

Harry owled Hermionie about what he had learned after lunch and she was over the next morning.

"Harry I did a lot of research and Mr.Weasly was right, there are no other recorded cases." She said as she walked, or really ran into the bedroom that was added for Harry with a few books in her arms.

"Dont worry about it 'mionie... Theres nothing you can do... If I die, I die." Harry spoke somewhat confidently.

"But Harry... I dont want you to die. No one does." Hermionie looked like she was on the edge of tears.

"Hermionie." Harry said giving her a hug "If I do die... at least I'll die happy." She nodded her head and smiled at him with tears still in her eyes.

Harry could tell she cared but there was really nothing she, or anyone else could do. Even magic couldn't help this time.

"Theres is just one thing I dont understand. If your half Veela, your hair should be blond, but it's not." She said pulling out one of her books and pointing to a page about Veelas.

After Harry read the paragraph Hermionie had pointed out, he had possible answer "Mabye it's to do with the fact that I'm also half demon?" It was more of a question.

"Mabye. Anyways let's get down stairs for your party." She said with a bright smile.

They went down to the kitchen for his party. His birthday is tomorrow.

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY HARRY!" They all yelled.

Harry looked around. There was a homemade 2 teir cake, and a banner that said, of course, Happy Birthday.

"Thanks!" Harry said. He hadn't had a birthday party in Merlin knows how long.

It was a great party. He ate what little he could but it wasnt much since he was starved for so long, but, it really for once was a 'Happy Birthday' and when it ended he went up to his room accompanied by Ron and Hermionie to see what was going to happen and try to help him if he needed it.