but then the music started, and Harry stopped worrying about them not being human - in fact, he stopped worrying about anything at all. This puzzled Harry for a moment while he tried to guess what exactly they could be what could make their skin shine moon-bright like that, or their white-gold hair fan out behind them without wind. except that they weren’t - they couldn’t be - human. the most beautiful women Harry had ever seen.
But a hundred veela were now gliding out onto the field, and Harry’s question was answered for him.