So due to the numerous requests I received to make this more than a one shot I decided to give it a go. Not promising a full story here but I will add a few more chapters. I also added another chapter to my story Unity which is a Hermione/Pansy fic if you're looking for more right now

"Chapter 7: Mates, Thrall and Reproduction

Reproduction:Stages of Pregnancy

Excluding the first stage of pregnancy, the conception, and the last stage of labor and delivery there are only minor differences in the remaining stages of pregnancy for either the male or female mates or female Veela with a human male mate as compared to human pregnancy.

For both types of Veela couple; same-sex and opposite sex couples, the first trimester is considered the den guarding phase. It's a period of time in the first three months of pregnancy where both Veela become overly protective of the unborn offspring. They very rarely leave their home, or den, for any reason other than emergency situations.

The dominant Veela will take the first week of their mate's pregnancy to stock up their den with food and any other material they may need. This is a time of doting on their mates for the dominants, they are extremely aggressive to anyone other than family that dare come near their mate especially other Veela. This is generally considered the reasoning behind den guarding.

In today's modern times this period has been a bit more difficult for Veela couples to accomplish without inconvenience. Most couples are now working members of Wizarding or muggle society and find it challenging to seclude themselves to their den for such a prolonged time without repercussions from their jobs, more so if one or both work in the muggle world.

In couples that consist of a non Veela male and a Veela female, because the female does still behave according to their baser instincts she will begin to den guard however the non Veela male will not have any urge to do so. He will usually still go to work or out of the house in general.

Couples with one Veela and one non Veela do not tend to go through den guarding. As stated before when a male Veela is mated with a non Veela male, the male Veela are always the dominant in the relationship therefore the Veela is never the child baring mate. These couples as well as a male or female Veela with a non Veela female tend to get into a lot of disagreements and fights with their mates due to the Veela wanting to seclude their mate and confine them to the den, the non Veela of course does not tend to concede to these requirements which of course sets off the primal siren in the Veela to become more aggressive. Non Veela mates do not possess the primal urge, so pregnant mates will still insist on going to work, inviting friends over and generally doing what they do every day. This however does not stop the Veela mates from doing their best to try and keep their mates to themselves.

The only other significant difference in comparison to non Veela couples is that in every type of Veela couple; two Veela, mix, same or opposite sex, the dominant partner always feel the symptoms that their mates go through. It is similar to what sympathy pains are described as except that throughout the entire pregnancy whether the couple is together or miles apart the dominant always feel what their mate feels. This is especially useful towards the end of the pregnancy so if the couple is apart and the mate goes into labor the partner will feel it as well and know that they are needed immediately. Some symptoms are not always felt if at all such as bouts of nausea or cramping. Some symptoms are felt but with less intensity such as food cravings and moodiness. While others are felt with the full extent that the pregnant mate feels the symptoms; this includes sensitivity of the breasts, tiredness, and most especially arousal."

"…Okay wait wait. Hang on just a second." Ginny who had been enthusiastically reading along shot her brother with glare for being interrupted at the good part.

Ron started scratching at his unshaven chin. "Is that the reason Fleur practically tore our heads off when first came in and gave you a hug? Cause she looked ready to murder us the moment we touched you."

Hermione turned from the stove, the steaming teapot in hand and walked over to the table to pour everyone a cup. "Hmm yes, I'm sorry about that by the way." After pouring water into her own cup of decaf raspberry tea she set the pot down before touching a hand to the barely there bump below the front her tank top. She giggled before giving said bump a gentle rub and sitting down. "Thankfully we're almost into our second trimester and that phase will be over with."

Harry peered into the book over his wife's shoulder. "It's pretty awesome of Fleur to allow us to look at the Veela guide, knowing that only non Veela mates and family members are supposed to be able to read it."

Hermione smiled at the boy who lived. "Well…you three are my family. You're the siblings I never had."

Ron grinned before looking out the window to make sure Fleur was still getting the grill started then leaned over to give Hermione a sideways hugs. "Same here."

A very distinct French voice sounded from the back patio. " 'ands off Monsieur Weasley!" To which Ron quickly backed off from the brunette who gave him a sympathetic look.

Harry chuckled before looking at the mother to be. "So from your experience so far how accurate is this guide." It was at this moment that Fleur reentered the kitchen and sat next to her wife, taking quick possession of her hand.

Hermione looked lovingly at Fleur as the other woman placed a quick kiss to the palm of her hand. "So far it's been spot on, especially that part about feeling sympathies pains and such." She squeezed Fleur's hand affectionately. "You must be getting so sick of craving honey on toast and tomato soup."

Fleur once again placed a short peck on her love's palm before smiling up at her. "Non Mon Cher, being able to experience ze things zat 'ou go zrough makes everzing so much more beautiful. It makes me love and appreciate 'ou zo much more each day."

Ginny grinned after looking up from where she last read. "So everything's been spot on then? Including this bit as well?" She passed the book over with finger over the part she was indicating.

Hermione looked down and both she and Fleur silently read "…and most especially arousal." She could feel the heat of her blush travel up her neck and burn her cheeks. She could no more stop the smirk of her lips than the need to look over to her lover who looked back at her with the same hint of lust behind crystalline blue eyes.

Hermione's mind suddenly travels back to this morning. Like every Saturday morning Fleur had woken up a five in the morning to go down to their basement and workout while Hermione was getting herself ready for the day. The brunette was just getting out of the shower when her wife returned to the bedroom. She had just stepped out of the bathroom wrapped in a small towel when her blonde counterpart entered. Fleur was wearing her typical workout outfit which consisted of a pair of black short skin tight boy shorts and a black sports bra.

Now it was normal for Hermione to be turned on to see her wife in this ensemble but lately with her hormones running rampant it was increased to levels of being unable to focus on anything else. It was like suddenly she had a control panel which only had two options; one side said turned on and the other turned on to the point of no return, and the moment she lifted her head to see her wife standing there with her foot on top of the bed unlacing her trainers her control automatically switch on the latter.

She stood there taking in the smooth skin of her wife's body, the sculpted muscles of the calf propped up on the bed. Almost immediately when her thoughts turned towards this more erotic line of thinking Fleur instantly stopped what she was doing and looked up into her wife's eyes. Through the shared sympathies she was already feeling the strong pulse of arousal through her wife but when she looked up to see said wife just standing there with what could only be considered a tea towel around her that arousal spiked.

They didn't even have to say anything to each other before they jump into each other's arms and proceeded to kiss, nip and suck at any available skin from the neck up. Fleur pressed her wife against the wall, her hands traveling over the silky smooth skin at the back of her thighs then squeezed the two mounds above them.

She pulled the shorter woman closer into her body, pressing her pelvis hard against the others while massaging the globes in her hands. Hermione moaned against Fleur's temple as she grasped the blonde locks and pulled her head harder against her neck.

The Veela picked up her mate who automatically wrapped her legs around the blonde's waist. Pushing further into the wall, Fleur slid her hands up under the towel kneading her way along the brunette's back. She placed love bites along the column of her wife's neck down to the collar bone then onto the tops of her breasts.

Breathing deeply the whole way down to take in the scent of her mate, a scent which always drove her siren into pulsating frenzy, she took hold of the towel with her teeth and ripped the offending article off of her wife. No sooner had it hit the floor that Fleur took Hermione's left nipple into her mouth and generously began to suck on the puckered flesh.

Hermione's nails scratched along her scalp encouraging her on. She circled her tongue around the tip then traveled down to tease the underside of the breast before taking tiny nips towards the brunette's sternum. She then repeated the process on Hermione's right breast.

"Ah Fleur, oh god baby yes!" The golden girl lost control of her hips as they rocked back and forth against Fleur's stomach. She arched her back and pressed her breast further into her wife's mouth.

Fleur took a firm hold of her mate and carried her over to the bed then leaned over and gently placed her down. She deeply kissed her lover once more before slowly moving her gorgeous body. Given each patch of skin the attention it deserved, she stopped longest at the area of skin that their growing child lay hidden beneath. She rubbed her cheek against the area, kissing each inch, whispering soft words of love to both mother and child.

Moving further down, she teased the creases of her wife's thighs where the met her hot center. She brushed her nose against the small patch of downy hair on the brunette's Mons before tracing her tongue along the outer lips. "Mon dieu 'ermione! I will never get enough of ze way you taste Mon Belle…of ze way you smell." She took one long lick up the quivering woman slit and took a moment to savor the taste. "Mmm I could ztay 'ere forever and be 'appy for ze rest of my life."

She dove in enthusiastically, devouring the woman below her with gusto. Fleur's tongue moved up and down, circled around a buddle of tense nerves then slipped deeply inside her tight hot channel. Hermione squirmed, she shimmied along the bed, her hips sporadically rising off the bed and she panted heavily into the pillow below her head. "Uh Fleur! Please love…more…I need you inside…Oh god!"

Fleur smiled against the wetness as she slowly dragged her nails over the skin of Hermione's thigh down to her entrance. She swirled her fingers through the natural lubricate than teasingly pushed just the tips in.

"Fleur! Don't…Don't you fucking dare tease me!" She pushed her hips forcefully towards the blonde, trying to impale herself on those slender pale digits.

Fleur looked up over the small baby bump of Hermione's abdomen and smirked at her wife. "Your wish is my command Mon Coeur." Then she thrust them deeply into her lover.

"Hermione? Hey!? Hermione wake up!?" Hermione broke from the fog in her mind by a freckled hand waving in front of her face. She shook her head quickly, looked over to her wife to find her in the same state then over to the redhead that had disturb her lovely daydream.

Ron pulled his hand back before leaning against the back of his chair. "What happened there?"

Hermione's blush deepened and she began to stammer a bit. "Oh…um…I was…I was just thinking of a way to response to Ginny's question."

The Weasley sister raised a skeptical eyebrow. Having seen the dreamy look on both women's faces, not to mention the burning hot blush of their cheeks it was easy to deduce what the two had actually been thinking about. "Mmm Hmm."

Hermione glared at her friend while Fleur simply giggled.

Harry, who had taken over reading the book when Ginny had past it over to him, suddenly raised his head. "What's this bit about Pleasure Mating Frenzy?"

Hermione groaned then dropped her head onto the table as Fleur laughed harder while rubbing her wife's lower back.