Union of Three by hpnewbie

Summary: Harry receives a shocking letter from his mother about his lineage on his seventeenth birthday. His whole world changes as a result. LM/HP/DM. Has HBP spoilers. Rating: NC-17 Categories: Harry Potter, Books Characters: None Genres: None Warnings: None Challenges: None Series: None Published: November 26 2005 Updated: February 07 2006

Index Chapter 1: Chapter 1 Chapter 2: Chapter 2 Chapter 3: Chapter 3 Chapter 4: Chapter 4 Chapter 5: Chapter 5 Chapter 6: Chapter 6 Chapter 7: Chapter 7 Chapter 8: Chapter 8 Chapter 9: Chapter 9 Chapter 10: Chapter 10 Chapter 11: Chapter 11 Chapter 12: Chapter 12 Chapter 13: Chapter 13 Chapter 14: Chapter 14 Chapter 15: Chapter 15 Chapter 16: Chapter 16 Chapter 17: Chapter 17 Chapter 18: Chapter 18 Chapter 19: Chapter 19 Chapter 20: Chapter 20 Chapter 21: Chapter 21 Chapter 22: Epilogue

Chapter 1: Chapter 1 Author's Notes: This story has spoilers for HBP. There is also one scene of non-graphic het rape. Please let me know if you like the story. Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of its characters. J.K. Rowling does. I just tweak them to my liking. Chapter 1 Harry sat in the darkness of his room, counting down the minutes to his seventeenth birthday. Godric's Hollow was still mostly destroyed, but he had managed to salvage two bedrooms, a bathroom, and the kitchen enough to be usable. Looking at the clock, Harry tensed as the numbers changed to 12:00. After the events of his last year of school, he wasn't expecting any gifts. He'd practically hidden from everyone except Ron and Hermione, and Ron was currently staying with his parents at the Burrow. While Hermione was sleeping in the other room, Harry had no intentions of waking her for this occasion. An owl suddenly tapped his bedroom window. Cautiously opening the window and retrieving the letter tied to the bird's

foot, Harry stared at the parchment in confusion. The writing on the outside was an unfamiliar scrawl, and Harry was hesitant to open it. Grabbing his wand off his nightstand, Harry cast several spell detection charms over the parchment, assuring himself that it wasn't a portkey in disguise. He slowly unwrapped the parchment, which turned out to be a letter. Scanning to the end, Harry gasped in shock when he saw the name, Lily Evans Potter, at the bottom. 'Dear Harry, If you are reading this letter, it means that your father and I aren't alive to tell you this in person. For that, I am truly sorry. What I have to tell you may come as a shock, most definitely come as a shock. Well, here goes. James Potter is not your biological father. He did legally adopt you, though, so you are truly a Potter. I know you have questions, and I'll endeavor to answer to them to the best of my abilities. Your true father is Tom Riddle aka Lord Voldemort. How did that happen, you ask? Well, James and I were captured by Death Eaters shortly after we became Aurors. We were kept in separate cells, and I was visited by Riddle. He fed me an aphrodisiac and another potion I didn't know and, well I'm sure you can imagine what happened next. It shouldn't have been possible because elves are only capable of having children with their mates, but Voldemort had discovered a potion specifically designed for elves and Fae that tricked the body into believing their partner was their mate. Thus you were conceived. We were rescued the very next day, and I confessed to James exactly what happened. I knew I had conceived the very moment it happened, and James agreed to claim you as his own using a blood ritual. This ritual caused you to take in some of his DNA, so those are your true looks. Next thing to discuss. I was not a Muggleborn witch. I was adopted at birth, and later discovered my true heritage. My mother and father were elves, thus giving you an elfin inheritance. I was born with elfin features but a permanent glamour was cast on me at birth to make me look human. It was only removed after I graduated from Hogwarts, and only then in the privacy of my own home with James. My parents were forced to give me up because the elves were at war with the Fae, and unfortunately, the Fae were winning. Harry, dearest, I know that you are the only one who can defeat Voldemort, but you had to know the truth. He may be the one who sired you, but James Potter is the one who raised and loved you, no matter how short a time it was. I know that you will do what is right, and just know that you still have a family out there. I was never able to find my birth parents, but you may have better luck. Their names are Aracely and Urian Evenstar. James had several vampires in his lineage, so you may inherit some of those traits due to the blood ritual he used to adopt you. We don't know for sure if that will happen, but it is a possibility. If you do receive that inheritance, you should only require blood from your mate. Which reminds me, as an elf, you will have a mate. You will be able to sense the identity of this person in two ways. First of all, you'll identify your mate by scent. Then a tattoo will appear on both of you, starting the initial bond. Sex, of course, cements the bond. Good luck, Harry, and just remember that I love you always. Lily Potter' Harry sat stunned after reading the revelations detailed in this letter. His whole world had just been tilted off its axis, and he wasn't sure what to do now. He couldn't believe that Voldemort was his real father. That meant that he'd been born with his Parseltongue ability instead of it being transferred to him when Voldemort had tried to kill him. That also meant that he'd truly belonged in Slytherin. But if that were true, how had he managed to pull the sword of Gryffindor out of the hat? Harry glanced at the clock once more and saw that it was now 12:45. His mother had written that he would come into his elfin inheritance, but he hadn't seen any indication of that. 'Oh well,' he thought wearily. 'I'm going to sleep. I'll deal with this tomorrow.' Harry climbed under the covers of his bed and fell asleep almost instantly. At half past two, Harry's body suddenly levitated into the air, blankets sliding off his body and falling to the bed. Harry's body grew three inches, lengthening his body to an impressive 6 feet even. His hair also grew several inches, ending at the middle of his back and becoming streaked with silver with overall red highlights. His eyes healed completely, becoming even stronger than 20/20 vision. Harry's ears elongated into delicate points, and his canine teeth lengthened into small fangs. Last of all, black leathery wings unfurled from his back briefly, before disappearing in a flash, leaving a small raven tattoo with one green feather and one blue father clutched in its talons between his shoulder blades. Harry floated gently back to the bed, never waking through the entire ordeal. He slept deeply well into the morning, only waking when Hermione yelled through the door. Harry sat up groggily and trudge to the bathroom to shower. He never once glanced in the mirror, and didn't notice that he saw perfectly well without his glasses. After his shower, he dressed hurriedly and rushed downstairs to the kitchen. "Harry!" cried Hermione, glimpsing Harry's changed appearance for the first time. Harry immediately went into defense mode, grabbing his wand and searching frantically for the danger. When he saw nothing trying to harm him, he relaxed slowly and looked perplexed at Hermione. "What is it, Hermione?" "What happened to you?" she shrieked, grabbing his arm and pulling him back upstairs. She marched him into the

bathroom and pushed him in front of the mirror. Harry gasped when he saw his new features. Biting his lower lip nervously, he flinched slightly when his new fangs pierced his lip and drew blood. "Mother was right," he said quietly. "What do you mean 'mother was right'? What are you talking about, Harry?" Hermione demanded. Harry had always been cute in her opinion, but now he was simply gorgeous. "I got a letter from mother last night. I guess it was spelled to deliver on my seventeenth birthday if she died before then. In the letter, my mother told me that she was adopted, and that she was really an elf. She also told me that James Potter was not my real father, but he adopted me using a blood ritual. Oh, and here's the real shocker. My biological father is none other than Tom Marvolo Riddle, Lord Voldemort, the very man who has been trying to kill me these last seven years," said Harry, ending on a bitter note. "What?" asked Hermione incredulously. "Your father is Voldemort? How is that possible? Everything that I've ever read about elves states that they are only capable on conceiving with their mates. Was Voldemort your mother's true mate?" "No," said Harry emphatically. "He forced her to drink a potion that tricks the body into believing that their partner is their mate, making my conception possible. So he knew that I was his son all along, and he still tried to kill me." "Well, Harry, he's evil," said Hermione reasonably. "You can't expect family to matter when someone is as evil as he is." "Oh, I know that well enough," said Harry quickly. "He killed his father and grandparents, too. Why should I be any different?" "Exactly," said Hermione. She finally noticed the flash of fangs when Harry smiled at her. "Uh, Harry? Your mother was an elf, so where did you get the fangs?" "I got those from my adoptive father. He had several vampires in his lineage, and when he used the blood ritual to adopt me, he passed the inheritance on to me," said Harry. "So you're a vampiric elf," said Hermione slowly. "Only you, Harry." "Ha ha, Hermione. You're so bloody funny," said Harry sarcastically. They finally made their way back to the kitchen, and Harry immediately snagged a piece of bacon that Hermione had cooked. "I wonder when Ron's coming back?" "Not for another week," said Hermione. "And don't forget that I'll be leaving tomorrow to visit my parents for three days." "Yeah, yeah, I remember. Leaving me alone to waste away," said Harry mournfully, placing the back of his hand to his forehead for added affect. "You poor baby," said Hermione teasingly, laughing at Harry's antics. Harry was usually far too serious and these rare moments of laughter were welcome sights. "I'm sure you'll survive three days without me." "I'll try," said Harry, "but you never know what I'll get into without supervision." ***** "Luciusss, you have failed me for the lassst time," hissed Voldemort angrily. "McNair, bring her in." Lucius turned to see whom McNair was dragging in the door. He froze completely when he recognised his wife. She was supposed to be safe at home with Draco. "My Lord, I am very sorry for failing you. Please punish me, not her," he pleaded unabashedly. "Luciusss, I am punissshing you," hissed Voldemort. He turned to McNair. "You may begin." McNair ripped off Narcissa's dress, slapping her harshly when she fought. Once she was completely nude, he raised his wand and bound her arms to the pole above her head. Reaching down to his pants, he unzipped his pants and pulled out his shaft. McNair got even more excited at the terror on Narcissa's face and the distant pleas to stop coming from Lucius. Smirking evilly, he thrust brutally into her body, making her scream in agony as her passage tore from the savage entry. By the time McNair was done, Narcissa just lay limply, staring into the air blankly. McNair slowly withdrew his bloodied shaft from the broken body and stepped back, awaiting further orders from his lord. Voldemort smirked evilly at Lucius and gestured for the next person to proceed. Lucius was forced to watch as his wife was raped by fifteen men before Voldemort finally killed her with the killing curse. Just to torment Lucius, he then incinerated her body, leaving nothing but a tiny pile of ashes. "Luciusss, it isss your turn now," hissed Voldemort smugly. "You will be my example to all about what happensss to thossse who fail me." Lucius tensed when McNair grabbed his arm and started to drag him to the same place McNair had violated Narcissa.

Drawing on a strength he'd never know, Lucius ripped free of McNair's grip and grabbed the unsuspecting man around the neck. He snapped the man's neck and grinned viciously as McNair's body fell lifelessly to the floor. He quickly snatched up McNair's wand, casting several hexes and curses at the other Death Eaters. Then revealing something he'd kept secret from even his wife and son, Lucius created a portal and jumped in before anyone could touch him. Lucius tumbled out of the portal into a quiet living room. A second later, he heard footsteps rapidly descending the stairs. He looked up and collapsed in relief when he saw Severus and Draco. "Lucius, what the hell happened to you?" asked Severus worriedly, helping Lucius to his feet. "I thought you had a meeting with the Dark Lord tonight. Draco showed up two hours ago because his mother sent him away." "I did," said Lucius wearily. "He decided that I had failed him too many times and could be used as an example. The only problem is that it didn't affect just me. I'm just glad Draco got away." "What do you mean 'got away'?" asked Draco fearfully. He had a very bad feeling about what his father was going to say. "Where's mother? What happened to her?" Lucius ducked his head guiltily at the question. "The Dark Lord decided to punish me by hurting her. He had her raped by fifteen men before he finally killed her, and there was nothing I could do. He was going to do the same to me, but I revealed my true heritage and opened a portal here." He would have to grieve for his friend after the Dark Lord was truly gone. "I think he may have suspected something about your heritage, Lucius," said Severus quietly. At Lucius' questioning look, he continued. "Well, you remember what he did to Lily. Didn't you ever wonder why he never questioned why I already had some of that potion made? I think he knew that I had discovered the potion to help you, but he didn't know what your heritage was exactly. He probably thought you were veela." "Well, now he knows the truth," said Lucius dully. "It doesn't matter, though. Without a mate, my magic will never reach its full potential." "You do realise that Draco will be in danger now, right?" asked Severus, catching said blonde's attention. "Why will I be in danger? The only reason I obeyed that evil bastard in the first place is because he threatened to kill my mother. Now that he's done that, I have no reason to listen to him," said Draco vehemently, holding his tears at bay until he could get to the privacy of his room. "Draco, you came into your Fae inheritance on your seventeenth birthday. Do you really think that now that he's discovered Lucius' true heritage, and thus yours, that he will leave you alone? Fae are very powerful and to have one in his army would make him nearly unstoppable," said Severus. "Draco, I never wanted to be a Death Eater, but as you probably have guessed, I didn't have much of a choice. My father threatened to kill my mother if I didn't join. What he didn't know was that my mother was Fae, and that I had received my Fae inheritance when I turned seventeen. So, I made sure never to reveal that secret to either my father or the Dark Lord," said Lucius solemnly. "And since you came into the Fae inheritance," said Severus, addressing Draco, "you need to find your mate as soon as possible. Without your mate, your Fae powers will never grow." "And how do I know if I've found my mate?" asked Draco quietly. "Have you met anyone that just draws your attention constantly? Or smelled someone that smells just heavenly?" asked Lucius. Draco nodded after the first question but shook his head negatively on the second. "You probably have already met your mate, but they may not have reached full maturity yet. That only happens at the age of seventeen. Now continuing with how to find said mate. The Fae have the ability to cast glamours that are so strong, they can't be broken by anyone but the person who cast it. Your mate will be able to see through even your strongest glamour." "How do you cast a Fae glamour? I left school before I came into my inheritance, and we've been pretty much secluded here, so I haven't needed one," said Draco. "It comes naturally, Draco. Just think about what you want to look like, and will it to happen," said Lucius. "Try it." Draco thought about the person that had always attracted his attention. Picturing the vivid green eyes, scarred forehead, and messy black hair, Draco barely heard the gasps from the other occupants of the room. "Did it work?" "You fixated on Harry Potter?" asked Severus incredulously. "He just turned seventeen, didn't he?" asked Lucius quietly. He couldn't really blame Draco for his fixation because Lucius suffered from the same problem himself. He'd known after that fiasco at the Ministry that Harry was going to be very powerful. Even at the age of fifteen, he'd managed to hold off fully-grown wizards. "Severus, how did the Dark Lord discover Lily's heritage?"

"Peter Pettigrew, how else?" said Severus. "Why?" "You said he used the same potion that I used with Narcissa on her. Wouldn't Harry be his son?" asked Lucius musingly. "I thought so, but he looks just like James. I figured it hadn't worked, or she may have already been pregnant when it happened," said Severus. "What if it did work?" asked Lucius excitedly. This could open up a whole new set of opportunities. "It wouldn't matter," said Severus firmly. "The Dark Lord is not exactly keen on family relations, if you'll remember." "I'm not talking about that," said Lucius. "If he were really the Dark Lord's son, he would have access to all Riddle wards and vaults. We could ambush the Dark Lord and destroy him." "We still have to find all the Horcruxes, or ambushing him will be useless," said Severus. "Well, I suggest an alliance with Potter," said Lucius. "I would imagine he's already working on that particular problem. Isn't that what you told me?" "Yes, I did, but I don't think that will work, Lucius," said Severus. "Why not?" asked Lucius. "Because Severus killed Dumbledore in front of him," said Draco quietly. "Potter thinks Sev's a traitor and will probably try to kill him on sight. I have the same problem because I tried to kill Dumbledore to save mother." "We'll just have to convince him otherwise," said Lucius simply. "Do we even know where he is?" "I know someone who probably does," said Draco, thinking of Weasley. "I doubt he'd be willing to tell us, though." "We'll find a way, Draco," said Lucius firmly. "Now, I am going to bed. I've had a rough night. I'll see you two in the morning." "I'm going to bed, too. Goodnight, father," said Draco, going to his room and allowing the tears to finally fall. Behind the grief, he could feel a burning rage aimed at the Dark Lord for killing his beloved mother. 'He will pay for this,' he thought viciously, dashing his tears away angrily and burying his grief until later. He finally fell asleep, thinking of ways to destroy his mother's murderer in as painful a way as possible. Lucius nodded to Severus and stumbled up the stairs to the guest room. He collapsed onto the bed and fell instantly asleep. He tossed and turned most of the night, reliving his wife's last moments in his dreams. He finally fell into a deep sleep, unhampered by nightmares, a couple of hours before dawn. Back to index

Chapter 2: Chapter 2 Author's Notes: Thank you for the wonderful reviews. I hope that you continue to enjoy my story. Union of Three Chapter 2 "Mum, have you seen my robes?" asked Ron, searching the pile of clothing for said robes. "I wanted to go back a little early since Hermione's going to visit her parents." "They're in your room, dear," said Molly. "Tell Harry that we miss him and that he should visit us soon." She looked at the flowerpot of floo powder, noticing the low level of powder. "Ronald, could you go to Diagon Alley and get me some floo powder before you go back?" "Sure, mum," said Ron, grabbing a handful of floo powder and tossing it in the flames. "Diagon Alley." Tumbling out of the fireplace, Ron quickly climbed to his feet. After purchasing the floo powder for his mother, Ron stopped at the twins' shop to chat. "Hiya, Fred, George," he said cheerfully, perusing the merchandise displayed in the window.

"Well, if it isn't little Ronniekins," said Fred cheerfully. "What are you doing here?" asked George. "I had to buy some floo powder for mum," said Ron. "I can't stay long, though. I'm going back to Godric's Hollow today since Hermione is going to visit her parents for a bit. Plus I have to give him his birthday present. I forgot to send it yesterday." "Oh, could you give him these from us?" asked the twins, piling Ron's arms full of their products. "The owl we sent came back with his gifts." "That's because he's got tons of wards on the place. I didn't even know he knew that kind of magic," said Ron bemusedly. "When I asked where he learned it, he just muttered Dumbledore's name and left it at that." "Tell him he should visit soon," said George. "Yeah, we miss our youngest brother," said Fred. "I'll tell him," said Ron. "Uh oh, I've gotta go. Hermione's leaving in an hour, and I want to get back before then." Ron hurried out of the shop and made his way back to the public floo. He didn't notice the three Slytherins stealthily following him. Ron stepped up to the fireplace and Flooed back to the Burrow, never feeling the tracking spell that hit him. Quickly leaving the floo powder with his mother, Ron Flooed to Godric's Hollow and went immediately to the kitchen. When he arrived, he saw Harry sitting with his back to the door. He froze when he saw the long silver streaked hair, wondering what the hell had happened while he'd been away. "Harry, what the hell happened while I was gone?" asked Ron bemusedly. "Ron, what are you doing back so early? Is something wrong?" asked Harry worriedly. He hadn't been expecting Ron to return for another four days. "No, I just wanted to give you your birthday present," said Ron, still staring at Harry's new features in fascination. "When did you become an elf? I thought your dad was a pure blood wizard." "Uh, Ron, there's a few things I have to tell you. You see, I received a letter on my birthday from my mother," said Harry hesitantly. He seriously dreaded telling Ron the rest of the story because he knew the redhead wouldn't take his true parentage very well. "Well, here goes. It seems I'm not completely human. I'm part elf and part vampire. Oh, and James Potter is not my biological father. Voldemort is." Ron's eyes just rolled into the back of his head, and he hit the floor in a dead faint. "Well, that went well," muttered Harry, levitating Ron into a chair and laying his head on the table. ***** Draco was the last one up that morning. He'd tossed and turned most of the night, knowing he'd never see his mother again. He walked into the kitchen, yawning tiredly, and plopped down into the chair. Severus and Lucius were sipping their tea and reading the Daily Prophet. Snagging several sausages and placing them on his plate, Draco munched slowly on his breakfast with his effort to wake up completely. "Draco, be ready in an hour. We need to go to Diagon Alley today for a few supplies," said Lucius, setting his paper down and finishing his tea. "Severus needs some potion's ingredients to brew a potion that should help us track Harry's whereabouts." "Fine, whatever," muttered Draco, finishing his breakfast and pushing away from the table. He would need that hour to get ready. He hadn't even showered yet. An hour later, the three Slytherins Flooed to Diagon Alley. Severus had used polyjuice to disguise his features. Lucius and Draco simply used a Fae glamour to disguise theirs. They had just left the apothecary's when they glimpsed the famous Weasley red hair. Quickly realising the red hair belonged to the Weasley they needed, they stealthily followed the boy to the twins' joke shop. Severus cast a listening spell, allowing him to hear every word the Weasley's said. He tensed slightly when he heard Weasley mention Godric's Hollow, as did Lucius. They well remembered what had happened there. It made sense that Harry would return to the source of it all. Hiding quickly as Ron neared the exit, they followed him once again and managed to cast a tracking charm on the boy before he Flooed away. "What do we do now?" asked Draco quietly. "I can't believe it's as easy as it's been. It was sheer luck that the Weasel was in Diagon Alley at the same time we were."

"We wait," said Severus simply. He conjured a map and attached the tracking spell to that map, following the path Weasley was taking. "Ah ha! We've got him. Let's go." The three Slytherins followed the map into Godric's Hollow, but were stopped by the wards. "We're going to need his permission to get in. These wards are rather impressive, especially for a seventeen year old," said Lucius admiringly. He suddenly whirled around, sniffing the air delicately, senses assaulted by the most delicious scent he'd ever encountered. He vaguely saw Draco doing the same. "And just what would three Slytherins be doing on my property," drawled Harry, wand drawn and pointed at them. He had placed a glamour over his changed features when his wards had alerted him to his intruders. Even with the advanced warning, he was a little startled to see the Malfoys. For some reason they had slightly pointed ears and eyes that shined like diamonds. Dismissing the changes for the time being, he focused his attention on the intruders once more. "I don't recall issuing an invitation to anyone, especially three traitorous Death Eaters, and most especially to that murderer Snape." "I am not a murderer, you insolent little brat," snarled Severus, lunging towards Harry only to fall flat on his face as Harry stupefied him. "And I am not James Potter, but that never stopped you from hating me. If memory serves, you hated me upon hearing my last name, and not once in the last six years did you even try to see past that name. So fuck you, Snape. Contrary to your opinion of my mental capabilities, I am not stupid. I know very well that if you were truly working for Voldemort, I would not be standing here now. You could have killed me a thousand times already. I also know that Dumbledore asked you to kill him because he was already dying, and he didn't want Malfoy to become a murderer. Knowing the truth, though, doesn't change the fact that I saw someone I thought I could trust kill the man I had grown to love like a grandfather," snarled Harry furiously. He took a deep breath and let it out slowly. Raising his wand, he ended the stupefy hex on Snape. "Now what the hell do you want?" "You!" said Draco and Lucius, realising that Harry was possibly their mate. "Your help," said Severus, climbing slowly to his feet and visibly reigning in his temper. "What do you mean, me? And why would you need my help?" asked Harry, seriously confused. Lucius and Draco were sniffing the air as though smelling the most wonderful scent in the world, and Severus was staring from the Malfoys to Harry and back with a look of faint horror. Sniffing slightly to see what had enthralled the Malfoys so, Harry stiffened as the scent of grass, sunshine, the ocean, and lily blossoms wrapped around him. "May we please come in to speak to you?" asked Lucius quietly. "We have an idea on how to destroy the Dark Lord." "You have got to be kidding me," said Harry incredulously. At the stern faces of Lucius and Severus, Harry huffed irritably. "Fine, but one wrong move, and I'll curse you to oblivion," said Harry shortly. He turned and opened a door they hadn't seen. "After you." They cautiously walked through the door with Harry following close behind them. "Take a right at the next door," said Harry quietly. This door led to the kitchen where Ron was already seated. Ron jumped from his seat in alarm when the Malfoys and Snape entered the room. "Harry, what the hell are they doing here? They'll take you straight to You-Know-Who," he yelled. He didn't think he could take any more shocks today. Harry's news had already tilted his world completely off axis. "Calm down, Ron," said Harry wearily. He didn't have time for these theatrics. "Start talking," he said, turning his attention back to the Slytherins that had invaded his sanctuary. "And start with how you found me." "Oh, Weasley told us," said Draco quickly. At Ron's blustering protests and denials, Draco finally elaborated. "We followed him in Diagon Alley and placed a tracking charm on him. He pretty much led us right to you. He needs to be more careful." "He also needs to learn to keep secrets more secret. Anyone could have heard that conversation in his brother's joke shop. Pitiful really," Lucius added. "He also had no idea we were following him or that we'd placed the charm on him. He should have at least felt the spell hit," said Severus, adding his own opinion. By the end of the Slytherins rebukes, Ron's face was brighter than his hair and his head was lowered in shame. He was wavering between guilt at failing his friend so badly and anger that those horrid Slytherins for pointing out his failure. He finally settled on anger. "Shut up, you prats. I'm not used to spying on people." "Anyway, like we said earlier, we may have an idea on how to destroy the Dark Lord," said Lucius. "Like you would want to. Just what are you playing at?" asked Ron distrustfully. "The last I heard, you were all loyal Death Eaters, so why do you want to destroy him at this late date?"

"We are not 'loyal' Death Eaters," said Lucius insistently. "I want to destroy him because he forced me to watch as my wife was raped repeatedly and then killed. Severus wants him destroyed because he was forced to kill the man he loved as a father." "Snape wasn't forced to kill Dumbledore. He did that all on his own," snarled Ron, glaring at the Potion's Master angrily. "Harry was there and saw it all." "Well, apparently Potter saw more than you gave him credit for and knows what really happened," said Severus quietly. "It doesn't really matter why we want to destroy him, the point is that we do." "Whatever," said Ron dismissively. "You probably just found out that Harry was You-Know-Who's son and decided that you could kill old snake face and rule through Harry instead." "Well, if they didn't already know, they certainly do now," said Harry irritably, glaring furiously at Ron. "There is a reason they're called secrets. You aren't supposed to tell anyone else." Ron blushed brightly, ducking his head guiltily. He'd just been so angry with the Slytherins that it had slipped out. "Sorry, Harry." "You really are the Dark Lord's son?" asked Severus musingly. "But you look just like James. Not even Lily's charm work could last for seventeen years, so how do you explain it?" "Apparently, James used a blood ritual to adopt me, suffusing my body with his DNA. Not only do I look like him, I also managed to come into a magical creature inheritance from his blood line," said Harry, shrugging slightly. "James was a pure blood. He shouldn't have any magical creature in his lineage," said Lucius. "Of course, being pure blood is all a matter of perspective. A lot of pure blood families have secrets that they hide vigilantly. But I know for a fact that James was not a magical creature of any kind, except wizard." "No, he wasn't, but he had several ancestors in his lineage that were vampires," said Harry reasonably, shifting his glamour to reveal his dainty fangs. "Unfortunately, they don't retract any further than this." "Those make you look like a kitten," said Draco, smirking at the indignant look Harry aimed at me. "You don't look dangerous at all." That just pissed Harry off. He growled deep in his chest and hissed at the blonde, causing Draco to stumble back in surprise when he noticed that those dainty fangs had lengthened impressively. He tensed in preparation for a fight when Harry's wings unfurled on his back, ripping through his t-shirt and leaving it in tatters. Suddenly Harry smirked and relaxed, retracting his wings and fangs to their original state. "Was that dangerous enough for you?" "Take the rest of it off," said Severus demandingly. "Take the rest of what off?" asked Harry innocently, deliberately pretending ignorance. "The glamour, Potter," snarled Severus. He wasn't in the mood for the boy to be so obtuse. They'd come to him under a truce and with an idea to defeat his enemy. The brat should take help where he could get it. "I do know about your mother's heritage. In case it has escaped your notice, the Dark Lord had to get that potion from somewhere. Now who do you suppose brewed that potion?" "Oh, I imagine that you supplied that potion personally, Snape. However, I am curious as to why you had the potion in the first place. Voldemort depends on your skills as a Potion's Master far too much to have thought of this on his own. His strong point is dark curses, not potions. I'm guessing that you had brewed this particular potion for someone else, and you didn't manage to keep it secret enough, thus enabling Voldemort to use your creation against my mother. How does that scenario sound?" asked Harry, raising an eyebrow as he waited for a response. "I'll even go so far as to suggest you created this potion for none other than Lucius Malfoy. After all, you are very close to the Malfoy family considering the fact that you are Draco's godfather." "Why were you put in Gryffindor? I mean, besides the reckless bravery and the loyalty, you have no Gryffindor attributes," said Lucius inquiringly, completely ignoring Harry's suppositions in favour of sating his curiosity. "I asked the hat not to put me in Slytherin," said Harry calmly. "After all, I was only eleven and had just met Draco, who acted like my bully of a cousin, Dudley. Then I learn that I am famous for something that happened when I was a year old, and my parents' murderer was a Slytherin. Oh, and let's not forget that Ron told me that all bad wizards came from Slytherin. Sorry boys, but I wanted to avoid that particular house like the plague." "You mean to tell me that the hat wanted to put you into Slytherin, but you managed to talk it into putting you into Gryffindor?" asked Severus incredulously.

"That's what I just said," said Harry, rolling his eyes slightly. "I didn't specifically ask for Gryffindor, though. I just said 'not Slytherin' over and over." "Your glamour?" asked Severus, trying to catch Harry off guard. "Your answer?" countered Harry, not at all fazed. "Damn it," growled Severus. "Yes, I created the potion for Lucius. He had to have an heir but couldn't find his mate. Unfortunately, like elves, Fae cannot reproduce with anyone but their mates." "Fae, huh?" asked Harry musingly. He looked speculatively at Lucius and the silent Draco. "I noticed the slightly pointed ears and jewel toned eyes. Do you have wings?" "Yes," said Draco quietly, not even really surprised that Harry had seen through the Fae glamour. As soon as he'd gotten close to Harry, the smell of a forest had engulfed his senses and drew him to the source of that smell. "And before you ask, we can create portals, and I also have an affinity with water, but father's affinity is with earth." "I bet your gardens are impressive," said Harry absently, tapping his chin thoughtfully. "I don't suppose you have a tattoo on your back that disappears when your wings emerge, do you?" "I have a green feather between my shoulders," said Lucius. "I have a blue feather," said Draco. Ron, who had remained silent so far, gasped when he heard this. With Harry's shirt hanging in tatters, Ron had a clear view of the tattoo on Harry's back. It didn't bode well that the raven had a green feather and a blue father in its talons. "You might want to check again," said Ron hoarsely, praying fervently that he was wrong. Lucius and Draco gave Ron a quizzical glance. Draco turned his back to Lucius, allowing his father to peruse the tattoo on his back first. Lucius gasped when he saw Draco's back. "What is it?" asked Draco worriedly, craning his head around in a vain attempt to see the problem. Instead of answering, Lucius spun around for Draco to see his back. Hesitantly moving the clothing aside, Draco felt faint when he saw the tattoo. "What does this mean?" "It means we've already met our mate. Apparently they only turned seventeen recently," said Lucius, staring straight at Harry when he said that. "Why are you looking at me like that?" asked Harry, showing nervousness for the first time since their arrival. "What happened to your tattoos?" "A raven has been added to the picture," said Lucius, stalking slowly towards Harry like a predator after his prey. "Mine is the same," said Draco, content to watch his father bring down their mate. "And what does this have to do with me? Are you suggesting that I am mate to both of you?" asked Harry, backing into the wall in his haste to evade Lucius. He had a sinking feeling that the impossible had just become possible. After all, his mother had specifically stated that identical tattoos would appear on each of their bodies when he found his mate. "That's impossible, though. Right?" "Apparently, not for you," said Severus, smirking slightly at Harry's skittishness. "I imagine it has something to do with your dual inheritances. You elfin side chose one mate and your vampire side chose another." "Bloody hell," said Ron, fainting for the second time that day. This time, though, Harry joined him, having experienced too many startling revelations in too short a time. Back to index

Chapter 3: Chapter 3 Union of Three Chapter 3 Lucius carefully lifted Harry into his arms and carried him upstairs, leaving Severus and Draco to deal with the Weasley

boy. The brunette had obviously had one too many shocks that day. It wasn't that surprising considering the fact that it was only two days after his seventeenth birthday, and he'd come into two magical creature inheritances, had three former Death Eaters appear on his doorstep, and his mother had turned his whole world upside down by revealing his true parentage. Quite frankly, Lucius couldn't blame the boy for fainting. It wasn't every day you learned that your real father was your greatest enemy, and that you were mated to two men you had also considered enemies. Lucius was actually rather surprised that Harry had taken the news as calmly as he did. After placing Harry on the bed, Lucius made his way back downstairs. With this new situation, they would need to make plans in a hurry. Despite his recent loss, Lucius really saw no choice but for he and Draco to bond with Harry as quickly as possible. Unfortunately, like them, Harry would not be able to access his full magical potential until he was bonded to his mates, and they needed Harry at full strength if he planned to survive the coming battle. They also had to find the remaining Horcruxes before they could even attempt to go after the Dark Lord. When Lucius re-entered the kitchen, he snickered softly at the sight that awaited him. Either Severus or Draco, probably Draco, had shoved the Weasley into a corner, and now the boy's head was lolling to the side with a stream of drool sliding down his chin. "It's about time you got back," muttered Severus spitefully. "How long does it take to toss the boy onto the bed and leave?" Lucius and Draco growled warningly at the Potion's Master at his blatant disregard for their mate. "Severus, that is my mate you are maligning. Kindly remember that as such, he is to be treated with respect," snarled Lucius softly. Severus may be his oldest friend, but he was not going to allow the man to abuse his mate, verbally or otherwise. "Geez, what is your problem anyway?" asked Draco irritably, glaring at his godfather. "What, since James Potter is not his real father, you're going to blame him for being the Dark Lord's son?" "I have other issues with Potter besides his parentage, Draco," said Severus. "His insolent attitude, for one. His blatant disregard for rules is another. Shall I go on?" "Please do," said Ron snidely, staring at them from the corner he'd been placed in. "His insolent attitude is only towards you, and that is because you have treated him with contempt from day one. And his so-called 'blatant disregard for rules' is nothing more than a need to know what is going on due to people keeping important information from him while his life is in constant danger. Dumbledore may have wanted to protect him, but every time he neglected to tell Harry about YouKnow-Who's activities, he put Harry's life in even more danger." "The boy is a spoiled brat and acts like the world should bow down to him," said Severus spitefully. Ron climbed to his feet and moved to the table, sitting in the last empty seat. "You are completely delusional, you know that? Harry is not a spoiled brat. Those horrible Muggles made him sleep in a cupboard until he got his first Hogwarts letter. Haven't you noticed how skinny he is? There is a reason for that, and it is not self afflicted. His relatives would make him go days without food as punishment, and when I say punishment, I mean for no other reason than saying the word magic. They hated him and made sure he knew it. The only reason he had food over the summer is because Hermione and I sent him food by owl," said Ron somberly. "You have no idea what he has gone through. You formed these preconceived notions about him based on his last name." Before Severus could counter Ron's allegations, Draco abruptly jumped to his feet. His chest hurt for some reason, and he couldn't help but feel that something was seriously wrong. "I'm going to check on Harry," he said, nodding at the meaningful look Lucius sent him and quickly left the room. Obviously his father was feeling the same sense of wrongness. A few minutes later, Draco ran back into the kitchen. "Harry's gone," he said breathlessly, panting slightly from running. "He's not here at all." ***** Harry woke, feeling completely disoriented. Bolting upright as he remembered the events leading up to his current location, Harry scrambled off the bed. He desperately needed to talk to someone and his only choices were Hermione or Remus, and Remus was out of the question since he was out on a mission for the order. Harry grabbed a handful of floo powder and tossed it in the flames. Right now he just needed to escape for a while, so he stepped into the flames and Flooed to Grimmauld Place. Stepping into the barren living room, Harry decided to peruse the Black library for books about elves, Fae, and vampires before contacting Hermione. Of course, knowing her, she'd already researched all about elves and vampires since her departure from Godric's Hollow. Scanning through several of the books he'd found, Harry soon learned what to expect from his newfound inheritance. From his elfin inheritance, Harry would be able to converse with any animal, have an affinity with plant life, and have the ability to heal. From his vampire inheritance, Harry would have heightened senses, faster reflexes and speed, the need for blood, and wings. Information on Fae, however, was turning out to be a challenge. Apparently, they had an aversion to humans and refused

to associate with them, meaning that there was very little written about them. He was going to have to ask Lucius and Draco if he wanted to know about Fae, and he wasn't looking forward to that at all. Checking the time, Harry was startled to find that he'd already been there for over two hours. Hurrying to the fireplace, he firecalled Hermione at her parents' house. Fortunately, Hermione was alone in her room, so Harry didn't have to search for her. "Hermione!" he called when he saw her. "Harry? Is something wrong?" she asked, kneeling in front of the fireplace. "Where are you anyway?" "I really need to talk to you. Can you floo to Grimmauld place for a bit?" asked Harry quietly. "Sure. Step back and I'll come through now," she said quickly. The next minute she was stepping into the living room beside Harry. "What happened, Harry? Why are you here?" "You'll never believe who I found on my doorstep today," said Harry, running his hand through his hair distractedly. "Lucius and Draco Malfoy and Snape, that's who. But that's not even the worst part. Did you know that the Malfoys were Fae? No? Neither did I." "Harry, just get to the point," said Hermione, interrupting his tirade but still reeling from these revelations. "Apparently since I have two magical creature inheritances, it makes it possible for me to also have two mates. And can you guess the identity of my two mates?" asked Harry sarcastically. "You're kidding," said Hermione faintly, sitting down heavily on the sofa. "Oh no, you guessed it. Lucius and Draco Malfoy have that privilege," said Harry, flopping down onto the sofa beside Hermione. "What am I gonna do, Hermione? My life is such a joke. What is it with me and Slytherins?" Hermione snickered at that last question. "Well, it makes sense. You did say that the hat wanted to put you into Slytherin at first anyway. Now you know why." "Yeah, I guess that's one way to look at it," he said sorrowfully, laying his head on Hermione's shoulder. Suddenly the fireplace roared back to life, and Draco stumbled out of the fireplace. "Get your hands off my mate, Mudblood," cried Draco when he saw Harry sitting so close to Hermione with his head lying on her shoulder. Not giving Hermione or Harry any time to react, he rushed to the sofa and pulled Harry forcibly away from the girl. "Hey!" cried Harry, struggling vainly against Draco's grip. He may have grown to six feet, but he was still shorter than Draco by four inches and certainly more slender. Apparently the Fae also had certain advantages in the strength and speed department. Life was just not fair. Draco just ignored Harry's struggles and pulled the wriggling elf closer to his body. Pinning Harry's arms against his sides, Draco teasingly licked the point of the elf's ear, causing Harry to shudder involuntarily in pleasure. "He's mine." "Malfoy, let him go," said Hermione firmly. "We were just talking. He was almost hysterical when he called me." "Hey!" Harry protested once again, resuming his struggles against Draco's grip. "I was not hysterical, Hermione." "Fine, overwhelmed then," said Hermione impatiently, rolling her eyes in exasperation. "The point is that he needed someone to talk to and since Moony is on mission, I was the more likely choice. Since you and your father are the main source of Harry's problem, he didn't feel that he could talk to you." "Why not?" asked Draco angrily. "I'm his mate. He should come to me or my father with his problems, not you." "I am in the room, you know," said Harry huffily, finally collapsing against Draco's chest in exhaustion. "Why should he come to you?" asked Hermione archly. "In case you've forgotten, you have diligently tried to make his life miserable the last six years. Do you honestly expect him to just forget everything you've done to him and live happily ever after? Get real." "Still in the room and tired of being ignored," said Harry irritably. "We have to complete the bond," said Draco urgently. "Harry won't be able to defeat the Dark Lord if we don't." "What?!" shrieked Harry, kicking back frantically. He managed to kick Draco in the shin, causing the blonde to loosen his grip enough for Harry to break free. He quickly stumbled away from the blonde, putting the armchair between them. "What do you mean we have to complete the bond in order to destroy Voldemort?"

"Unless we complete the bond, none of us will be able to access the full extent of our magic," said Draco reasonably, still rubbing his aching shin. His elf could be a vicious little bugger when he felt cornered. "Fuck!" yelled Harry. "Fate is just laughing her arse off at me, isn't she?" He was tired of the constant changes in his life being forced upon him. And right now, he was tired of Malfoy and his persistent claims to him. Draco started towards him again, and Harry growled at him, baring his lengthened fangs in a vicious snarl. Hermione 'eeped' and hid behind the sofa when Harry snarled at Draco. Draco, on the other hand, ignored the feral look on his mate's face and continued forward. Dodging the claws slashing out at him, Draco shoved the armchair out of the way and tackled Harry to the ground. "Go home, Hermione," shouted Draco, holding the struggling and bucking vampire down with the weight of his body. Deciding that Draco may need help, Hermione nodded and scrambled to the fireplace, tossing the floo powder in the flames and disappearing in a flash of green flames. Finally managing to grab Harry's wrists and pinning them above the brunette's head, Draco straddled the elf's thighs to pin him down more effectively. "Get off of me," growled Harry. Lying on his back as he was, Harry couldn't unfurl his wings, and his claws had been rendered useless by Draco's manhandling. Even his legs had been pinned, leaving him defenseless. "No, I think I quite like you like this, all stretched out and pretty for me," drawled Draco, trailing a finger down Harry's cheek. He hissed in surprised pain when Harry suddenly turned his head and bit down on Draco's finger. The hiss of pain then turned into a sigh of pleasure as Harry, enraptured with the taste of the blood he'd drawn, swept his tongue around the wound. Harry was surprised at the initial taste of Draco's blood on his tongue. Then the flavour just exploded, intoxicating him completely with the taste of magic and mate rolled to together in one enticing bundle. They were so caught up, Harry with the intoxicating taste of Draco's blood and Draco with the enthralling sweeps of Harry's tongue on his skin, they didn't hear the fire roar back to life. "And here we were thinking that something bad had happened to the two of you," drawled Lucius arrogantly, smirking at Draco's start of surprise. Harry, on the other hand, merely blinked and slowly pulled his lips away from Draco's finger. Lucius' breath caught in his throat at the blatantly sensual move. "Draco, get your arse off of Potter and quit playing around," said Severus irritably, pulling Draco forcibly to his feet. "Why are you at Grimmauld Place, Potter? You know it's not under the Fidelius charm anymore. Are you trying to make yourself an easy target?" Harry climbed slowly to his feet, feeling a little drunk from the Fae magic in the blood he'd consumed. He could definitely get addicted to that wonderful taste. "It may not me under the Fidelius charm, but it still has more wards and protections than anywhere else I could go, including Hogwarts. After all, you know exactly how Sirius was. Do you honestly think that all the time he spent here was for nothing, and no I don't actually want you to answer that. If there was one thing that was important to Sirius, it was my safety. I know perfectly well that he reinforced the wards to insure my safety in case something happened to Dumbledore," said Harry with negligent shrug. He finally noticed that Hermione wasn't there any longer. "Where's Hermione?" "You came here to be with a girl?" growled Lucius angrily, jealousy threatening to consume him at the thought of his mate with someone else. "I came here because it is my sanctuary, and as head of the Black family, it is also my home," said Harry caustically. "I told her to go home, Harry," said Draco, frowning slightly at the elf. "Don't you remember?" "Uh, obviously not. I wouldn't have asked if I did," said Harry irritably. "When exactly did you tell her to go home?" "About the time I managed to tackle you to the ground. I guess you were too busy snarling at me and trying to claw a chunk out of my hide," said Draco, smirking as Harry blushed slightly at the reminder. "What is this about Potter attacking you?" asked Severus, aiming a deadly glare at Harry, who responded with a glare of his own. He suddenly darted forward and grabbed Harry by his shirt, lifting the boy to his tiptoes to keep from strangling on his shirt. "What the hell are you playing at, Potter? We came to help you and you repay us by attacking Draco?" Harry slashed his claws across Severus' chest, causing the Potion's Master to let go of Harry to jump back. "First of all, until you have all the facts, keep your large nose out of my business. Secondly, if Malfoy had kept his distance, attacking him wouldn't have become an issue. He has no one to blame but himself if he got hurt," said Harry, smoothing the wrinkles Severus had caused out of his shirt. "A word of warning, Snape. If you attack me again, I won't stop with the warning scratch. You will not push me around any longer." Ignoring the three Slytherins, especially the snarling Snape, Harry calmly walked to the fireplace and Flooed back to Godric's Hollow. Stepping out of the fireplace into his bedroom, Harry was startled when someone pulled him into a hug.

"Harry, thank goodness you're all right," cried Hermione tearfully. "Did he hurt you in any way? I was worried about you so I sent Snape and Mr. Malfoy to help." "I'm fine, Hermione. I was more damaged by Snape than I was Malfoy. Of course, Snape was more damaged by me than I was by him," said Harry soothingly. "And why would you think sending Snape would be beneficial to my health, anyway?" "What happened after I left?" asked Hermione bemusedly, ignoring that last question. "Well, Draco had me pinned on the ground, I bit him, Snape and Lucius showed up, Snape pulled Draco off of me, Draco mentioned me attacking him, Snape tried to strangle me with my shirt, I decorated his chest with claw marks and verbally threatened him, and then I Flooed back here. I think that's everything," said Harry nonchalantly, snickering at Hermione's wide-eyed look of horror. "Harry, please tell me you are joking," she said beseechingly. "Please tell me you didn't actually attack Snape." "No can do, Hermione," said Harry casually, flopping on the bed and stretching out comfortably. "I did mention that he was trying to strangle me with my shirt, right? He's not my professor anymore, and I refuse to let him push me around. He'll either learn to treat me as an equal, he is depending on me to defeat Voldemort, after all, or he'll learn to leave me alone." "Harry, what the hell happened to Snape?" asked Ron, rushing into the bedroom. "He had wicked looking claw marks across his chest." "Harry happened," said Hermione with a long-suffering sigh. "Really?" asked Ron in amazement. "What did he do to cause that reaction?" "See, Hermione? Ron knows that I wouldn't attack him for no reason," said Harry defensively. "He tried to strangle me with my own shirt. Well, he actually grabbed my shirt and pulled me up so far that I had to stand on my tiptoes to keep from strangling. That's the same thing, though, right?" "I never said that you didn't have a reason, Harry. I just expected better from you," said Hermione quietly, climbing on the bed beside Harry and laying her head on his shoulder. "You should be proud of my restraint," said Harry petulantly. "I could have damaged him permanently. The cuts were actually rather shallow and easily healed." "Yeah, I saw the cuts close before I came up here," said Ron, climbing onto the bed on Harry's other side and stretching out. "What is it with you getting close and personal with people who are not your mates?" asked Draco angrily, glaring at the trio from the doorway. Back to index

Chapter 4: Chapter 4 Author's Notes: Review Please! Union of Three Chapter 4 "You're the one that compared me to a kitten," said Harry dismissively. "Besides, I'm a Gryffindor, and lions are pack animals, or pride animals rather, so it makes sense that I would form close relationships, right?" "You're more Slytherin than Gryffindor, Potter, and snakes don't form those attachments," said Draco insistently. "Well, look at it as having the best traits from both houses: bravery and loyalty from Gryffindor, and cunning and ambition from Slytherin," said Harry. "What ambition?" asked Hermione, arching a brow facetiously. "Homework was too much of an effort for you." "Why worry about homework when I have to worry about a snake faced madman dogging my steps?" asked Harry reasonably. "My ambition is to live long enough to destroy the man who murdered my family."

"My ambition is to keep everyone's hands off my mate, so get your arse out of that bed, Potter," said Draco firmly, ready to pull his mate out of the bed by force if he had to. "Sod off, Ferret," said Ron irritably. "We were having a private conversation before you showed up, and as soon as you leave, we can finish it." "There is no way in hell I'm leaving my mate in bed with someone else. You'll just have to speed this conversation up a bit," said Draco, crossing his arms irritably. He didn't plan to step foot outside that room unless Harry was beside him. "Draco, what is your problem?" asked Hermione abruptly. "Ron and I are Harry's best friends and have been since we started at Hogwarts. What do you expect us to do? Strip naked and shag each other?" She burst out laughing as three horrified looks turned towards her. "No way in hell!" yelled the three males. "First of all, Harry's a guy and I am so not into that, and secondly, he's like my brother," said Ron quickly. "I agree with Ron. He's like my brother and that's just gross," said Harry, shuddering slightly in disgust at the thought. "Harry's my mate, and he's not getting naked with anyone but his mates," snarled Draco possessively. He stalked to the bed and tried to pull Harry from the bed. Harry immediately tried to slap Draco's hands away, determined to put off dealing with the Malfoys. Hermione and Ron just grabbed one of Harry's arms to keep him anchored to the bed. Draco suddenly growled and a portal opened underneath Ron. Ron dropped into the portal with a startled yelp, losing his grip on Harry's arm and disappearing. In the next moment, Hermione suffered the same fate. "What the hell did you do, Malfoy?" cried Harry, jumping from the bed and slamming Draco against the wall. "Where are they?" "They should be back at Grimmauld Place. I didn't send them to their deaths, unfortunately," said Draco petulantly. He suddenly pushed out of Harry's grip and reversed their positions, pressing his body close to the elf's. "I'm very possessive, Harry, and I don't share." "Well, I guess you're going to have a miserable life then," said Harry snidely. "In case you've forgotten, I have the misfortune of having two mates, and according to you, if I don't complete the bond, I don't have access to my full powers. That means I have to complete the bond with both mates, not just one." "That's a little different, Harry," purred Draco, licking the curve of Harry's jaw. "And just how do you figure that?" asked Harry, jerking his face away from Draco's exploring tongue. "Well, he's family," said Draco, moving his teasing tongue to the point of Harry's ear. "Fae are very sexual creatures, and it's not uncommon to share partners within the family." "Oh hell no," said Harry, trying vainly to push Draco away. "I am not going to be passed around your family like a piece of meat. Nor do I intend to mate with someone who will constantly cheat on me. I'll just have to find another way to defeat Voldemort." "That doesn't apply to mates, Harry. Fae have very long life spans, and it sometimes takes decades to find their mate. You don't actually expect them to remain celibate just because they haven't found their mate yet, do you?" asked Draco, smiling at Harry's possessiveness. Harry suddenly stomped hard on Draco's foot, gaining his freedom as the blonde hopped slightly in pain. Pushing past Draco, Harry stormed to the door. "I don't know what you expect from me, but right now, I don't really like you. You and your father have done nothing but hurt me, and I can't get past that yet. Since you don't have to remain celibate, why don't you leave me alone for a while?" "I can't do that, Harry. We've already started the bonding process, and as such, we can't have sex with anyone else. The Fae mate for life, and we are always faithful to our mates," said Draco quietly. "Plus the bond is urging us to compete the act to tie us all together. The longer you put it off, the more intense the longing becomes." "Well, it will have to wait a little while longer," said Harry firmly. "I'm going to see why Ron and Hermione haven't made it back yet." ***** "I really can't stand that brat, Lucius. Do you see what he did to me?" snarled Severus, staring at his chest angrily. He had four shallow slashes across his chest courtesy of Potter.

"You have no one to blame but yourself for that, Severus. I would have done the same thing in that situation," said Lucius arrogantly. "You're lucky I didn't do that to you. I've already warned you about abusing my mate and you came dangerously close to doing that today." Severus snorted at the veiled threat and walked to the fireplace. Casting a spell to disengage the floo, he stomped back to his chair and flopped down. He didn't care what anyone said, he would never like the brat. Potter was still an arrogant little brat, just like his stepfather. "How many Horcruxes are left?" asked Severus abruptly. "I have no idea," said Lucius. "I had no idea that the Dark Lord had created any until recently. I imagine Harry could tell you, though." "Harry could tell you what?" asked Harry, storming into the living room. "You have to do something about your son, Mr. Malfoy. He just sent Ron and Hermione through a portal." He stalked to the fireplace and tossed some floo powder into the flames, but nothing happened. "What the hell is wrong with the floo?" "I disabled it," said Severus with a hint of smugness in his voice. "Well, fix it," said Harry shortly. "No, I disabled it for a reason. It's a safety precaution. Besides, your little friends are safer at home than wherever you are. You have a tendency to get your friends killed," said Severus snidely. Harry froze at the accusation, turning to face Severus slowly. Seeing the smug countenance on the man's face, Harry forcibly reigned in his temper and didn't give in to his urge to rip Snape's head off his shoulders. He resisted the urge, but it didn't keep his claws and teeth from growing. The flesh between his shoulders started to tingle, and Harry thought his wings were about to unfurl, but to his surprise, a small raven appeared before him. /Master, I will bring back your friends/ said the raven, speaking directly into Harry's head. \How did you get here?\ asked Harry in confusion. /All vampires in the Korbin clan have raven tattoos that become their familiar. We are magical creatures, and I can bring your friends back quickly/ said the raven. \What is your name?\ asked Harry. /My name is Malise/ said the raven. \Thank you, Malise. I would appreciate it very much if you would retrieve my friends\ said Harry gratefully. /As you wish, master/ said Malise. A black smoke surrounded the raven, then disappeared in a flash, leaving no sign of Malise. Seconds later, the smoke returned and Hermione was standing in the living room, followed shortly by Ron. Malise flew to Harry and landed on his shoulder, nuzzling the vampire's cheek softly before returning to his previous state. "What the hell just happened?" asked five voices at once. Ron and Hermione were still shocked to be back at Godric's Hollow. They had been trying to return for the last half hour. Draco had walked in just as Ron and Hermione had appeared in the living room. Lucius and Severus were still wondering where the raven had come from in the first place, much less how it was able to disappear like it did. "Malise offered to bring Ron and Hermione back, and I accepted her offer," said Harry simply. "Where did she come from?" asked Lucius quickly. "She said that all vampires from the Korbin clan have raven tattoos that become their familiars. Her name, obviously, is Malise, and she is a magical creature," said Harry, shrugging slightly. "That's all I know." "So, when she's not needed, she turns back into a tattoo?" asked Hermione. Harry nodded and she squealed excitedly. "That is so cool. I've read about vampire clans who have tattoo familiars. There are only five clans remaining with this ability: the Ulric clan has wolf familiars, the Ormand clan has snake familiars, the Lavi clan has lion familiars, the Kuma clan has bear familiars, and the Korbin clan has raven familiars. All the other clans died out centuries ago." "Only you, Harry," said Ron quietly, feeling a twinge of jealousy when he realized the extent of Harry's inheritance. "What do you mean 'only me'?" asked Harry, staring at Ron in confusion. "Only you would discover that your supposedly Muggleborn mother was truly an elf, your father is You-Know-Who, and even though James Potter is just you adoptive father, you manage to inherit vampire traits from one of only five vampire

clans of its kind. Only you, Harry," said Ron with a hint of bitterness in his voice. "I didn't ask for this to happen, Ron," said Harry quietly, a little hurt that Ron was making an issue of it. He thought Ron had gotten over his jealousy during fourth year. "I know," said Ron softly, feeling guilty over the flash of hurt that had crossed his friend's face. He determinedly pushed his bitterness and jealousy away. They had been through too much together for him to let such petty emotions to destroy them. He pulled the brunette into a hug and whispered, "You truly are special, and I'm honored to be your best friend." Harry smiled brightly at Ron's whispered statement and hugged his friend tightly. His hug was cut short, though, when he was pulled forcibly from Ron's grip and pulled against a firm chest. He turned to berate Draco once again for being so possessive, only to find that Lucius was the one growling warningly at Ron. "Stop it," he hissed quietly to the blonde. "What is your problem? Ron is my friend, practically my brother." "You're my mate. He needs to keep his hands off," growled Lucius, lifting Harry into his arms and storming to the library. Once there, he slammed the door and cast a locking charm. It was time for him to further the bond between them. ***** "Damn it, he's going to start without me," said Draco petulantly, watching his father and his mate disappear into the library. "He'd better not try to complete the bond." "And on a different topic because I certainly do not want to discuss Potter's sex life, do either of you know how many Horcruxes are left?" asked Severus, wrinkling his nose at the thought of Lucius and Potter in that room together. "Harry said there were two left," said Hermione quickly. "Salazar's locket and Nagini." "Nagini is a Horcrux?" asked Severus musingly. "I thought they had already found the locket. That's what he and Albus went to retrieve the night Albus died." "You mean the night you killed him," muttered Ron spitefully. He didn't care what the man said, he still believed that Snape killed Dumbledore by his own choice. "Shut up, Weasley," snarled Draco furiously. "You don't know what you're talking about. If you mention it again, I'll-" "That's enough, Draco," said Severus softly. "Mr. Weasley, I will tell you this once and once only. I killed Albus because he was already dying. Between destroying the Horcrux in the Gaunt ring and consuming the potion protecting the locket, Albus wouldn't live through the night. The Dark Lord forced Draco to try and kill Albus by using his mother's life as incentive. Do not bring this up again." Ron nodded slowly. "Now then, about the locket?" "The locket they found was a fake," said Hermione, relaying the information Harry had given her. "There was a note inside the locket. An R.A.B. took the true locket because he'd lost faith in Voldemort. Harry believes that Regulus Black took the locket shortly before Voldemort killed him and hid it at Grimmauld Place." "Have you searched for it yet?" asked Severus. "No," said Hermione. "We found the other two first since Nagini would be with Voldemort and the locket was at Grimmauld Place." "Why haven't you looked for the locket?" asked Draco sharply. "It's not like you couldn't get to it. Or better yet, why don't you go now?" "Draco!" said Severus harshly. "What? It's just a suggestion," said Draco unrepentantly. He just wanted the little Gryffindors, and Severus too to be honest, gone for a while so that he could spend some time with his mate without distraction. "You just want us gone so you seduce Harry, you little ferret," said Ron irritably. He was tired of Malfoy pushing him away from his best friend. That last little stunt with the portal was just over the top. "And your point?" asked Draco arrogantly. "If you were any kind of a friend, you would be urging him to complete the bond so that he would be at full strength when he faced the Dark Lord." "Now that is some twisted logic," said Hermione. "As Harry's friends, we only want him to be happy and safe. As long as you keep Harry in that state of mind, well, more power to you. But if you hurt him in any way, I'll make your worst nightmares a reality, and it will last a long, long time. I suggest, strongly, that you do not hurt my friend." "I'm with her, Malfoy," said Ron seriously, "though I'm more inclined to just rip you limb from limb if you hurt Harry. He's my little brother, so I would be the least of your worries if he gets hurt. My mother would make You-Know-Who seem like

your savior in the end." "Enough already. I get the point," growled Draco irritably. "Well, now that that's settled, I'm going to bed. I may go to Grimmauld Place in the morning to begin the search for the locket," said Hermione, yawning and blinking sleepily. "Ron, you can sleep in my room and Professor Snape can take the couch. Malfoy, you'll have to find your own accommodations." Hermione and Ron left for bed, leaving Severus and Draco in the living room. "Now what?" asked Draco. "Now, you go find Lucius and Potter so that I can get some sleep," said Severus, pushing Draco towards the library. "Goodnight, Draco." "Goodnight, Sev," said Draco softly. As Severus returned to his couch, Draco pulled out his wand and disabled Lucius' locking charms. He cautiously opened the door and peered inside. "What the fuck is going on here?" he demanded incredulously. Back to index

Chapter 5: Chapter 5 Union of Three Chapter 5 Harry wriggled in Lucius' arms, trying to get the blonde to put him down. He began to get a little nervous as he watched Lucius pull out his wand and cast a very strong locking charm. "Uh, you can put me down now, Mr. Malfoy," said Harry anxiously. "I am perfectly capable of walking on my own. I've done it for years now." "Why put you down when this gives me the perfect opportunity to get my hands on you," said Lucius bluntly, stalking to an armchair and sitting down with Harry cradled in his lap. "After all, Draco's gotten his hands on you far more often than I have. I believe it's my turn." "It's not like he really gave me a choice in the matter," said Harry petulantly. "Malfoy has a habit of pinning me against walls and tackling me to the ground. You'd think that after growing five inches in one night, I could at least be taller than someone, but no. The only person who is shorter than I am, is Hermione. Ron and Snape are about two inches taller, and you and Malfoy are about four inches taller. It's not fair. And despite my enhanced strength and speed from the vampire inheritance, you and Malfoy seem to beat me in that department as well. Again, not fair." "The fact remains that we haven't spent any time together, and I think we should. After all, we're mates and will be spending our lives together," said Lucius insistently. "Yeah, about that. Do we actually have to live together, or can we just complete the bond and go our separate ways?" asked Harry hesitantly. "Once the bond is complete, it will be impossible to go our separate ways," said Lucius firmly. "Our magic and souls will weave together and prolonged separation will only cause pain." "Oh," said Harry quietly. He hadn't really thought about the ramifications of completing the bond, but now it was all he could think of. Oh, he knew that if he wanted to defeat Voldemort, he didn't really have a choice, but he honestly didn't think that he could spend the rest of his life with the Malfoys. They were arrogant, snobbish, and hated his friends. "Are we really that bad?" asked Lucius softly, pulling Harry closer to him as if the elf would disappear at any moment. "Well, you have to admit that we haven't the best history together," said Harry nervously. "I set your house elf free, you tried to kill me- we haven't exactly been friends. And let's not forget the Ministry fiasco. You only want to destroy Voldemort because he betrayed you, not because he's evil," he said judiciously. "I admit that I believe in most of what he's fighting about. I've never denied that. But I also never would have joined him if my father hadn't threatened to kill my mother if I didn't. Even after I did join him, I kept my true inheritance a secret and constantly kept information from him. I couldn't betray him outright because of Draco and Narcissa's safety, but I betrayed him in a thousand little ways to hinder his progress," said Lucius gravely. "What do you mean?" asked Harry curiously. "Have you really listened to the core issue of the Dark Lord's war?" asked Lucius, ignoring Harry's question.

"He wants to keep the Muggleborns out of Hogwarts," said Harry quickly. "He's always preaching about pureblood supremacy, kinda like Hitler and his actions towards the Jews." "There's a reason Muggleborns shouldn't be allowed into Hogwarts," said Lucius. "Most Muggleborns don't have an easy transition into wizarding society, and once they graduate from Hogwarts, quite a few of them return to live in the Muggle world, taking their magic with them, and risk exposing the wizarding world to Muggles. That doesn't even include the Muggleborns family. They constantly jeopardize our existence just by knowing about us. What do you think would happen to the wizarding world once the Muggles were aware of our existence? The Dark Lord may seem like Hitler to you, but Muggles aren't exactly tolerant of differences themselves. Just look at their view on same sex relationships." "Even if these are valid concerns, and I'm not saying they are, but even if they were, Voldemort is still evil. Instead of trying to fix the problem politically, he's using force, murder, and all around scare tactics," said Harry firmly. "You may be right," said Lucius softly. "We'll never know now, though." "Why not?" asked Harry inquisitively. "You're still a prominent figure in the wizarding world and have various connections with the Ministry. Isn't there anything you could do to achieve your goals?" "I've tried that route, but Dumbledore blocked every move I made," said Lucius with a slight trace of bitterness. "He's always been a Muggle loving fool." "While I think you have valid concerns, I still think Dumbledore was right to let Muggleborns attend Hogwarts. I mean being a pureblood is all fine and dandy, but you're breeding yourselves right out of existence. You need new blood occasionally to keep the line strong," said Harry quietly. "Your family at least interbred with someone of Fae blood, thus adding new blood to your line. Some families do not do that, and their magic is getting weaker through the generations." "Okay, I'll concede that we both have very valid points. New subject now," said Lucius abruptly, tired of the serious topic when he had a delectable elf curled in his lap. "I want to see your tattoo." "Why? You have one just like it," said Harry, yawning slightly. He was comfortable right where he was and didn't want to move. "No, I don't," protested Lucius. "Mine doesn't come alive." "Fine," whined Harry, climbing to his feet and pulling off his shirt. He turned his back to Lucius and moved his hair out of the way. "Happy now?" Lucius traced the raven with a finger and gasped as the raven fluttered its wings at the touch. The raven suddenly moved, going down the middle of Harry's back and stopping right at the top of the elf's arse. Lucius once again touched the raven, causing Harry to gasp. "What are you doing?" asked Harry breathlessly. "Studying your tattoo," said Lucius absently. "I guess you didn't know that she could move like that either?" "No, I didn't," said Harry dazedly. "I can't see well enough," said Lucius, frowning as the shadows in the room shaded the tattoo. He pulled Harry over to the desk and pushed lightly on the elf's back. "Lean over so I can see it better." Harry tentatively leaned over the table, bracing his upper body with his forearms, and allowed Lucius to study his tattoo. As Lucius stroked his fingers across the tattoo, Harry laid his head on his arms and almost fell asleep, relaxing completely under the gentle caresses. Then the library door opened. "What the fuck is going on here?" asked Draco incredulously. All he could see was a bare-chested Harry bent over the table with Lucius behind him. "I know you better not be trying to complete the bond without me." "Oh, Draco, come look at this," said Lucius, still stroking the little raven who was positively preening at the attention. Draco cautiously walked over to the table and saw Lucius stroking Harry's lower back. When he peered a little closer, he finally saw the raven tattoo fluttering its wings in delight. "So your tattoo is alive in more ways than one, huh?" he asked quietly. "Hmmm, I guess so," purred Harry contentedly. Leaning against the table wasn't the most comfortable position, so he climbed on the table completely. Draco and Lucius both felt a jolt of lust at the sound of a purring Harry. Of course, they couldn't help but laugh when Harry arched his back and dug his fingernails into the table as he stretched. He truly did look like an adorable little kitten then. "Why'd you stop? I was comfortable," said Harry, pouting when the caresses stopped. Lucius and Draco immediately

stroked that smooth supple back once again. Harry purred happily and drifted off to sleep. "He must have been really tired," said Draco, staring at Harry's sleeping face. "I didn't expect him to let his guard down enough to do that. I guess he does trust us at some level." "He's our mate," said Lucius quietly, lifting the brunette into his arms. Harry whimpered as he was moved, but purred and cuddled close when his mate's scent wrapped around him like a comforting blanket. "At least when he's asleep, he knows we belong together. Let's get our little kitten to bed, shall we?" ***** Severus carried his cup of tea to the library. He dropped his cup and ran upstairs when he heard a scream. He saw Hermione standing in the corridor, staring into Potter's room. "What is it?" He glanced into the room and gasped in surprise. Lucius and Draco were sleeping on either side of Harry, but that wasn't that shocking. No, the shocking part was that their wings were unfurled and draped over Harry, keeping the boy in a protective cocoon of sorts. Their wings were simply beautiful, white feathers edged in blue and green, almost angelic. "I know Harry told me they were Fae, but it didn't really register until now," Hermione stammered loudly, still staring at the three on the bed in awe. "Harry really is their mate, isn't he? Do you think they've completed the bond?" As Lucius and Draco started to stir from the loud noises, Severus pulled the door shut and turned to face Hermione. "Yes, they are Fae; yes, Harry is their mate' and no, they haven't completed the bond yet. We would have felt it if they had." Hermione blushed furiously at the thought of feeling them complete the bond. When Severus noticed her flushed face, he realized how that had just sounded. "Not like that!" he exclaimed. "I meant that we would feel the surge of magic." Hermione didn't know if she was relieved or disappointed with that, so she ignored it. "Why don't I just go and fix breakfast?" "You do that," said Severus, shaking his head slightly ***** Lucius woke as he heard voices in the corridor. Blinking sleepily, he saw Severus pull Hermione away from the doorway and shut the door. He gasped softly when he saw his unfurled wings, wondering exactly when that happened. Feeling the warm presence beside him, he retracted his wings and pulled his mate closer to him. He smiled as Harry cuddled closer to him, tucking his head under Lucius' chin and throwing his arm across the blonde's chest. Draco woke as Harry's warm body left his side. Stretching out his arms, he paused when he felt feathers inside of skin. Cautiously opening his eyes, he blinked at the white feathers clouding his vision. "What the hell is going on? And where is Harry?" asked Draco in bemusement. "Harry is right here," said Lucius quietly. "Just retract your wings, and you'll see him." "When did I unfurl my wings? I don't remember doing so before I went to bed," said Draco, retracting his wings quickly. "Is that even normal?" "I don't know, but it looked to me like an instinctual need to protect our mate. Harry was pretty much hidden by our wings," said Lucius. "Hush," said Harry sleepily, rubbing his check against Lucius' chest. "It tickles." "What tickles?" asked Draco, scooting closer to Harry. "His chest rumbles when he talks and it tickles my ear," said Harry, flexing his fingers against said chest and stretching lazily. He finally realised they were in his room and in his bed. "How did we get up here? I thought I fell asleep in the library." "You did, but I carried you up here. I thought your bed would be more comfortable," said Lucius, idly stroking Harry's arm. The door suddenly slammed back open. "Hey, mate, you up yet?" asked Ron, stopping in horror when he saw the three men in the bed. "Uh, sorry, I uh, well, I'll just be going now." He turned and ran from the room, slamming the door behind him. "Who does he think he is calling Harry his mate?" asked Draco petulantly, pulling Harry back into his arms. Draco pulled Harry into a deep kiss, thrusting his tongue demandingly inside to stake his claim. Pushing Harry onto his back, Draco crawled over him and settled between his elf's long slender legs. "Wait! What are you doing?" asked Harry dazedly.

"I'm staking a claim," growled Draco, capturing Harry's lips in another spine-tingling kiss. Draco pulled Harry's legs further apart and settled deeper into the cradle of those thighs, thrusting lightly against Harry's morning erection, separated only by their boxers. Harry moaned at the friction and broke the kiss, panting for breath and trying to clear his head. He wasn't given the chance. Lucius immediately pulled Harry into a kiss, exploring from roof to tongue and relishing the taste of his elf. Harry whimpered against Lucius' lips as Draco nibbled and licked his right nipple, thrusting against the blonde almost involuntarily. Draco suddenly reared back and grabbed the hem of Harry's boxers, pulling them off and throwing them across the room. "Wha-" gasped Harry, breaking his kiss with Lucius and staring at Draco in shock. Draco simply smirked and pushed Harry over onto his stomach. Harry instinctively scrambled to his knees, giving him leverage in case he needed to escape. Lucius moved behind Harry, gripping the elf's hips, while Draco moved in front of Harry. Kissing the smooth line of Harry's back, Lucius trailed a finger along the crease of Harry's arse, causing the elf to moan slightly at the unfamiliar caress. Draco was far more bold. He wiggled his way under Harry and pulled the elf's cock into his mouth, growling delightedly at the first taste of his elf. Harry cried out in surprised pleasure and thrust further into Draco's mouth. Lucius cast a wandless lubrication spell and pressed a finger into Harry's pucker, thrusting the finger in and out several times to stretch the tiny hole before adding a second finger. Scissoring and thrusting his fingers, Lucius finally added a third finger, hitting Harry's prostate with every thrust of his fingers. Harry moaned, rocking back and forth between Draco's voracious mouth and Lucius' wickedly thrusting fingers. Draco growled around his cock again and Harry leaped over the edge, spilling his seed down Draco's throat and clenching hard around Lucius' thrusting fingers. "Oh gods," said Harry breathlessly, trying desperately to keep from falling on Draco, who was licking around his softening cock contentedly. Draco finally gave his elf's dick one last lick and crawled out from under Harry. Harry immediately collapsed into a boneless heap, forgetting for a moment that Lucius was still behind him. That is, until Lucius twisted the fingers that were still buried in his sheath, forcibly reminding Harry of his presence. "Oh, we are far from done, pet," purred Lucius, pulling his fingers slowly from the clenching passage and pulling Harry back to his knees. He then positioned his cock at Harry's entrance. He pushed in slowly, kissing Harry's neck and back to soothe the pain of his entry, only stopping when he was fully sheathed. Draco kneeled in front of Harry, pulling the brunette into a deep kiss. Harry slowly relaxed into the kiss and unclenched the muscles gripping Lucius' buried shaft so tightly. Lucius pulled out until only the head of his shaft remained, and then thrust in hard. Harry gave a choked scream as Lucius' dick rammed into his prostate, causing sparks of pleasure to ripple through his body. As Lucius thrust into Harry's spasming arse repeatedly, hitting the elf's sweet spot with every inward lunge, Harry buried his face in Draco's neck. His body tightening with his oncoming release, Harry instinctively sank his lengthened fangs into the wonderfully smelling skin, causing Draco to scream and cum without his dick ever being touched. Lucius increased his pace, reaching around to grasp Harry's shaft and stroke firmly. Harry pulled his fangs from Draco's neck, swiping his tongue across the puncture marks to heal the wounds, and thrust back frantically as his release rapidly approached. Lucius thrust twice more and came with a muffled shout, shuddering as Harry's sheath rippled around his thrusting cock with his own release. He pulled out slowly, collapsing beside his mate, and panted for breath. "Wow, that was intense," said Draco hoarsely, touching his neck gingerly. "My turn next, though." "Whatever," said Harry wearily, completely exhausted from his two orgasms. "I'm tired now, so I'm just gonna sleep." Draco pulled Harry back into his arms and watched his mate fall asleep within minutes. Once Harry was asleep, he climbed out of the bed and got dressed, as did Lucius. "I think I'll go get me and Harry some breakfast. You want anything?" asked Draco. "No, I need to speak with Severus. I'll get something later," said Lucius quietly. Glancing at his sleeping mate one last time, Lucius quickly left the room. Draco kissed Harry on the forehead and whispered, "I'll be back in just a minute," and left the room. He never noticed the raven sitting outside the window. Back to index

Chapter 6: Chapter 6 Author's Notes: I want to thank my sister Sonya, who so kindly betaed the last three chapters. She's taking her duties very seriously, nagging me constantly to write faster. She's keeping me on a deadline, at any rate. Well, let me know what you think. Union of Three Chapter 6 Dougal bolted upright in the bed as the wave of magic surged through him. The air suddenly shimmered and a small raven appeared beside him. "Well, Kali, it seems the newest member of our family just completed a mating bond. I knew he was powerful from the magical surge when he came into his inheritance, but this just increased his strength thrice over. Bring him to me. I think I need to greet the little one in person." /Yes, master/ said Kali, and shimmered out of sight. She appeared outside of a bedroom window. Peering inside, she saw the pale men get out of the bed, leaving the dark male alone. She shimmered into the room and saw the raven tattoo on the sleeping man's back, so she flew towards the bed to complete her master's order. Before she could reach Harry, though, Malise shimmered into existence. What do you want here? she demanded, guarding her master fiercely. /My master, Dougal Korbin, leader of Clan Korbin, demands the little one's presence. I am here to retrieve him/ said Kali calmly. /Now move aside, young one/ You cannot take my master away. He has not fully completed the mating bonds yet said Malise insistently. /My master believes he has/ said Kali dispassionately. /Now move aside before you get hurt/ He's completed one mating bond, but he has two mates. My master also has elfin blood. I repeat, you cannot take my master away said Malise firmly. "What's going on Malise?" asked Harry sleepily, rubbing his eyes as he sat up in the bed. He finally noticed the other raven. "Where did that raven come from?" This is Master Korbin's tattoo familiar, Kali. She's trying to take you to her master said Malise quickly. "What? I'm not going anywhere," said Harry, grabbing his wand and summoning a robe to the bed and quickly put it on. "Why does her master want to see me anyway?" Kali, hearing footsteps outside the door, suddenly dove towards Malise, who instinctively dodged the attack, leaving a clear path to Harry. Kali immediately took advantage of the clearing and sped towards the dark male. She reached Harry just as the door opened, shimmering them both out of the room to the sound of someone yelling Harry's name. ***** Lucius sauntered into the kitchen and fixed him a cup of tea. Ignoring Weasley and Granger's blushing faces and stammers, he went to find Severus. He went to the library and found his friend sitting at the table engrossed in a book. "Severus, we need to talk," said Lucius softly. "I need to know everything you know about vampire clans. I want to make sure that no one is going to try and take Harry away from me." "Lucius, you just completed a mating bond. Even if the head of the clan wanted to take Harry away, it would only kill the boy in the end, so what would be the point?" said Severus impatiently. It wouldn't hurt his feelings if they did take the brat. "What do you mean 'it would kill the boy in the end'?" asked Lucius worriedly. "Well, if for some reason, Harry is separated from his mate for a significant length of time, he would die of starvation," said Severus bluntly. "Now that the brat is mated, he can only drink from his mate and he does need blood to survive." "How much blood?" asked Lucius curiously. "He has to feed once a day," said Severus. "Maybe the equivalent of a teaspoon or so." "FATHER!" shouted Draco, running down the stairs frantically. "FATHER!" Lucius jumped to his feet and ran to the door. Draco almost barreled into him before he could come to a stop. "What is it,

Draco? Did something happen to Harry?" he asked apprehensively. "Harry's gone," said Draco breathlessly. "There was another raven in the room, and they disappeared when I opened the bedroom door. We've gotta find him and bring him back." "So much for your theory, Severus," snarled Lucius. He suddenly remembered something else Draco had said. "You mean there were two ravens in the room? Where's Malise?" Malise shimmered into the room, squawking loudly and darting around the room. "Do you think she could take us to Harry?" asked Draco hopefully. The raven suddenly landed on Lucius' shoulder and ducked her head mournfully. "I guess not." I can't take master's mates past the clan wards. Only I can reach my master said Malise remorsefully. "She said that she couldn't get us past the clan wards, but she can still reach him," said Lucius, stroking the raven's feathers soothingly. The raven's head lifted in surprise. She hadn't expected anyone to be able to understand her. Apparently her master's bonding had other unanticipated affects. The clan leader sent his familiar to retrieve my master. I'm guessing that he felt the surge of magic from the bonding, and wanted to see the source of such strong magic said Malise. "Can you get us close to Harry? I'm sure Draco and I can think of some other way to get in," said Lucius quietly. I can get you close, but the mansion is well guarded. Expect a battle said Malise. "He started this battle when he took my mate," growled Lucius softly. He went to the sword display on the wall and pulled down two swords. Handing one of the swords to Draco, he stated his orders. "Come on, Draco. We're going to reclaim our mate. Severus, you take Granger and Weasley to Grimmauld Place and find that locket. We'll be back later." Malise and Lucius shimmered out of the room and landed in a forest. She shimmered back out and brought Draco back with her. The mansion is directly ahead. There are four sentries outside the gate and ten sentries patrolling the grounds. I must return to Harry, so be careful said Malise, shimmering quietly away. "This way, Draco," said Lucius softly. "There are fourteen guards outside, so be prepared for battle. Let's go." Lucius and Draco readied their swords and unfurled their wings before stepping out of the protection of the forest. The gate sentries immediately spotted them and moved to attack. Lucius, in a lightning quick move, sent the vampire's head flying into the air and moved to the next obstacle keeping him from his mate. The clan leader would dearly regret taking a Malfoy's mate, and that was a promise. ***** Kali and Harry shimmered into an empty room. Harry staggered slightly to regain his balance, immediately searching for a way out. Kali shimmered out to find her master, leaving Harry to explore his surroundings. 'At least I still have my wand,' thought Harry, gripping his wand lightly. Suddenly the door opened, revealing a slender blonde man. "You must be the clan leader's new pet," sneered the intruder. "I don't see the appeal." "You must be one of the bastard's minions," snarled Harry. "I dearly hope Clan Korbin is in your lineage because if not, this clan is really scraping the bottom of the barrel." "You little brat," growled the blonde, lunging towards Harry with claws and fangs extended. Harry snapped out a stupefy spell and glared contemptuously at the minion. "How do I get out of here?" The blonde refused to answer. Smiling viciously, Harry cursed the blonde with Ginny's famous Bat-Bogey hex. "How do I get out of here?" The blonde simply clutched his nose, trying to desperately to keep silent. With another evil smirk, Harry silently cast 'Sectumsempra,' watching dispassionately as the man screamed when several gashes appeared on the blonde's body. "Last chance, blondie. How do I get out of here?" "Well, aren't you a vicious little bugger?" asked an amused voice from behind them. Harry turned and saw a man with dark brown hair and violet eyes watching him with an amused smirk. "For one so young, you certainly are inventive and bloodthirsty." "Are you the one who brought me here?" growled Harry softly. "I don't appreciate the forced invitation. You interrupted my bonding." "Now, now," tsked the newcomer. "I felt the surge of magic signifying the completion of the bond. No need to lie about it." "Obviously, you are not so omniscient as you thought," sneered Harry. "Maybe if you were, you would know that I happen to have two mates, and that I only completed the mating bond with one of my mates. You would also know that my mates

will come after me, and they will kill you for taking me. The Fae are very possessive, you know." "You have two mates, and they are both Fae?" asked the dark haired man. "Very impressive, little one." He walked forward and offered his hand. "I am Dougal Korbin, clan leader of Clan Korbin." "Harry Potter," said Harry, ignoring Dougal's outstretched hand and backing away. "Forgive me if I'm not too keen to get close to you. You did, after all, basically kidnap me from my own home." "Don't shun our master like that, you insolent whelp," snarled the blonde, slapping Harry across the face before Harry could block and splitting Harry's cheek open. He limped over to Dougal's side and glared at Harry. "Tynan, that was rather rude," chided Dougal. Harry drew his attention with a quiet snicker. "What do you find so funny, little one?" "He just signed his death warrant," said Harry, chuckling softly. "If Draco and Lucius don't kill him, I certainly will." ***** Lucius cursed as he cut down yet another guard. He'd tried to open a portal leading directly to Harry, but these wards were impressive and prevented his portal from opening. He and Draco finally made it to the front door. Lucius slammed the door open and strode into the entry with the arrogance of a Malfoy. Grabbing the first vampire that crossed his path, he snarled, "Where the fuck is the clan leader? He has something that belongs to me." "M-master Korbin is entertaining guests and doesn't wish to be interrupted," stammered the vampire. Lucius in full battle mode was an arresting sight indeed. "Well, I think he would make an exception for us considering the fact that the 'guest' he is entertaining is our mate, and if you don't take me to them, I will rip you apart," growled Lucius threateningly. "O-of course," said the cowering vampire. "H-he's on the second floor, take a right, third door on the left." "Don't just tell him," snapped Draco, pushing the vampire forward. "You can lead us directly to the kidnapping bastard." Lucius and Draco followed the vampire cautiously, searching for any hidden traps and staying on guard. As they reached the second floor, three vampires rushed at them, but Lucius and Draco dispatched them with quick efficiency. The rest of the short trip passed in silence. "H-he should be in here," said the vampire, trying to edge away from Lucius. "Well, open it," said Lucius coolly. The vampire whimpered in fear, but obediently opened the door for Lucius and Draco. They gasped at the scene inside. "You fucking bastard. I'll kill you." ***** "It seems the little one was correct," said Dougal with a secret smile. "Tynan, leave us. I have guests to greet." "But, mas-" he protested, only to be cut off with a fist to the face. "Don't make me punish you, Tynan," said Dougal softly. "Leave now." Tynan bowed his head and hurried out the door. "Now, little one, why don't we sit while we wait?" Harry hesitantly walked to the table, but before he could sit, Dougal grabbed him around the waist and pulled Harry into his lap. "Let me go," said Harry, trying to wriggle out of the clan leader's grasp. "Unless you want to greet our guests naked, I suggest that you stop moving," said Dougal calmly, eyeing Harry's robe with a smirk. Harry, of course, froze completely. He didn't want to sit here, but he wanted to sit here naked even less. The door slowly opened and two familiar blondes stood in the doorway. Suddenly Lucius snarled, "You fucking bastard. I'll kill you." He stormed into the room and pulled Harry from Dougal's lap, pushing him safely into Draco's arms before punching the clan leader in the jaw. "How dare you steal my mate right after we complete the bond. If you wanted to meet him so badly, you could have at least waited a day or two." "Okay, I'm confused," whispered Harry to Draco. "Is it just me, or does it appear that he knows Dougal Korbin?" "Well, it isn't just you," said Draco softly, watching his father interact with the vampire. "I've never met the man, but that doesn't mean that father hasn't." "I couldn't wait," pouted Dougal. "The little one's bonding made my whole body tingle with magic, and that, my friend, has never happened before. Then I get him here only to learn that he also has to bond with your son, as well. I'm looking forward to that."

"Okay, ewww," said Harry disgustedly. "I can't believe he wants me to complete the mating bond just so he can feel the magic tingles." "I can't say that I blame him," purred Draco softly. "You certainly made my body all tingly this morning. I can see why he'd want to have the experience repeated." "Can we go home now?" asked Harry impatiently. "I really don't like being in this place with only a dressing robe. I wanna go home, get dressed, and eat breakfast." "But you just got here," exclaimed Dougal. "Why don't you stay a while, all three of you. We can catch up on old times, Lucius. I really do want to get to know the little one. He inherited the Potter vampire lineage, but he positively reeks of Slytherin's line. How did you manage that, little one?" "The name is Harry," said Harry irritably, tired of being called little one. It was grossly unfair to be six feet tall, and still be shorter than everyone. "Here's the short of it. Voldemort gave my elfin mother a potion that allowed him to impregnate her, thus ensuring my conception. Her husband, James Potter, adopted me using a blood ritual, making me his heir in all things, including a vampire inheritance. I am half elf, half vampire and am mated to two Fae, Lucius and Draco. Any other questions?" "You are just too adorable, little kitten," said Dougal, even going so far as to pinch Harry's cheek as he said it. Before Draco or Lucius could warn him that that was a very bad idea, Harry's claws swiped across his chest, leaving four bloody furrows. Dougal glanced at his chest in surprise, astonished that the kitten had actually managed to wound him. "Damn does that kitten have claws." Harry put his nose in the air and pushed past Dougal, walking out of the room regally. Lucius just smirked at his friend and followed his mate out the door. "Yeah, you should know. Harry really doesn't like to be called a kitten," said Draco quietly, trying vainly to hide his smirk. "He prefers to see himself as a lion. But don't worry, I learned the hard way, too." "A lion, huh?" asked Dougal musingly. "Makes sense. Their pack animals, you know." "So I've been told," said Draco wryly, following after his mate and his father. Back to index

Chapter 7: Chapter 7 Author's Notes: Thanks again to my beta, Sonya. Union of Three Chapter 7 Severus glared at the space Lucius and Draco had been, cursing Harry's name under his breath. The little brat just had to go and get kidnapped, leaving him to deal with Granger and Weasley. 'That brat somehow manages to ruin everything," thought Severus resentfully. The door opened slowly, drawing his attention, and Hermione and Ron stood framed in the doorway. "What's going on?" asked Hermione worriedly. "We heard Draco shouting. Did something happen to Harry?" "Potter has once again found himself in trouble," said Severus snidely. "Unfortunately, Lucius and Draco went to rescue him. We will be leaving shortly to search Grimmauld Place for the locket. I imagine, especially with my luck, it will be an all day event, so bring whatever you need to keep from bothering me. Be ready to leave in ten minutes." He stalked out of the library, leaving Ron gaping at his retreating back. "We have to spend all day with that greasy git? How could Harry do this to me?" whined Ron, staring at Hermione with the most pitiful expression he could muster. "Look on the bright side, Ron. The sooner we find the locket, the sooner Harry can defeat Voldemort, and the sooner you don't have to see Snape ever again," said Hermione reasonably. "Besides, it's the least we can do for Harry. He's already done so much for us." She headed towards the door, pausing when she realised that Ron hadn't followed her. "Are you coming? Snape said we're leaving in ten minutes." "Fine," muttered Ron, glumly following his girlfriend. "The things I do for my best friend. I hope he appreciates it. Not many people would endure an entire day of torture for the sake of their friend, but nice guy that I am, I am prepared to suffer for the cause."

"You are a true and loyal friend," said Hermione humorously. They found Severus already standing in front of the fireplace, waiting impatiently for them to arrive. Without a word to the duo, Severus stepped into the flames and Flooed to Grimmauld Place. Hermione and Ron quickly followed suit, stumbling into the living room. "I will search this floor," sneered Severus. "Miss Granger, you search the second floor. Mr. Weasley, you search the basement. If nothing turns up, we'll all search the attic." "Yes, sir," said Hermione and Ron. They were all quickly engrossed in their surroundings as they searched for the locket. They searched for hours, breaking only long enough to eat quickly, before resuming their search. Severus had already searched the living room, kitchen, and study. Turning up nothing there, he finally moved to the library. As he searched the library, guests arrived in the living room unannounced. Remus stepped from the fireplace, stumbling a bit from weariness. He headed towards the kitchen to make him so tea. Walking past the library, Remus paused and sniffed the air. He knew that scent. Peering around the library door, Remus silently gasped when he saw Severus Snape. He pulled out his wand and cast a stupefy hex. Severus, hearing the door squeak slightly, knew that someone was standing directly outside. Acting oblivious to the other's presence, he listened intently to his surroundings. He barely heard the whispered hex, but it was enough to give him a chance to dodge the oncoming spell. Raising his wand quickly, he managed to stun the werewolf before binding him on the floor. Hermione, hearing the commotion downstairs, hurried to investigate. She gasped when she saw Remus lying bound on the floor. "Professor Snape, what happened?" she asked worriedly. "The werewolf came home unexpectedly and found me in the library," said Severus quietly. "He thought he could sneak up on me and stun me, but I stunned him first." Hermione cast 'enervate' on the werewolf and waited patiently for him to realise she was there. It took a while because Remus started growling when he saw Severus again and she had to clear her throat noisily twice before he focused his attention on her. "Hermione?" he asked disbelievingly. Looking from her to Snape and back again, he growled once again. "How could you Hermione? Harry trusted you, and you betrayed him." "I hate to disillusion you, Lupin, but Harry knows we're here," drawled Severus snidely. "That's a lie," protested Remus. "Harry would never let you near him after what you did to Dumbledore." "Oh, but he did," said Severus. "And I'm not the only one he welcomed into the fold. He also opened his arms to Draco and Lucius Malfoy. Well, arms and legs." As Remus growled and twisted in his restraints, desperately trying to free himself so that he could rip Severus' tongue out, Hermione slapped Severus across the face. "That is enough, Severus Snape. Harry has been nothing but civil to you since you arrived on his doorstep, and you have been nothing but a sarcastic, self-righteous prick. I am tired of your condescending attitude towards him, and it stops now." Remus and Severus were staring at Hermione in total shock. Then Severus got angry. "How dare you lay a hand on me, you little wretch," he snarled, stalking towards her menacingly. "I dare just fine, you miserable old man," countered Hermione fearlessly. "For someone who is placing their life in Harry's hands, you certainly don't seem keen to make him want to save you. You are letting your misguided prejudices dictate you attitude, and that's just plain stupid. You need to grow up and act like the adult you proclaim to be." Severus growled at her again, and then turned away. "I'm going to the attic. You deal with the werewolf." Hermione released Remus as soon as Severus was out of sight and helped him off the floor. "Is Harry really involved with the Malfoys?" asked Remus quietly. "Let me explain what's going on, okay?" said Hermione. Remus just nodded wearily. She went on to explain about the letter received on his birthday, detailing his true lineage and inheritance, the Slytherins' arrival, Harry's mating and subsequent kidnapping, and their reason for being at Grimmauld Place. "I missed all that?" asked Remus incredulously. "I was only gone for two weeks." "But this is Harry we're talking about," said Hermione reasonably. "Two weeks can seem like a lifetime when he's involved."

"You're definitely right about that," said Remus resignedly. "I still can't believe you slapped Severus Snape, and the fact that he didn't retaliate is even more unbelievable." "Yes, well, he knows he's wrong," said Hermione confidently. "How about I make you some tea?" "I would appreciate it greatly," said Remus gratefully. ***** Dougal led Harry, Lucius, and Draco to a bedroom on the third floor. "You can stay here," he said, pushing the door open to reveal a huge bedroom with nothing but a huge bed, a closet, and a connecting bathroom. "I'll go and find you some clothes. Walk with me, Lucius? We have so much to catch up on. Like how you managed to catch such a beautiful specimen as the kitten for your mate." Harry growled at Dougal's insistence on calling him kitten. Slamming the door shut, he smirked at the yelp he heard as the door connected with Dougal's backside. "Irritating bastard," he muttered irritably, crossing to the bathroom. "If he calls me kitten one more time, I'm going to rip out his tongue. Then let's hear him say it again." Draco, of course, just hid a grin at his adorable kitten's threats, following the brunette into the bathroom without Harry noticing. Harry had already turned the water on and stripped out of his robe when Draco entered the room. Ignoring Draco completely, Harry simply stepped into the shower and stood under the relaxing fall of hot water. Draco hurriedly stripped his own clothes off and climbed into the shower behind Harry. Grabbing the bottle of shampoo, he pulled Harry out from under the water and washed Harry's hair, scrubbing his kitten's scalp and making him purr. Once Harry's hair was completely rinsed, Draco lathered up a flannel and washed the brunette from chin to toes. Harry returned the favor, working quickly and efficiently. As Draco rinsed off the soap, Harry climbed out of the shower and donned his robe again. He noticed a pair of pajamas on the bed when he entered the bedroom with a note on top. 'Kitten, Tynan donated these pajamas because he's the only one even close to your build. They'll be big, of course, because he is a bit bigger than you, but it's only by a small margin. Everyone else is well over six feet and weighs significantly more than you. Enjoy your time alone with your mate while I talk to Lucius. We'll talk more later. Dougal' "He really is an irritating bastard," said Harry softly, tossing the letter down on top of the pajamas. "I'll just stick with the robe if this is all I can get. I refuse to wear anything that blonde bimbo donates." "I take it you've met this Tynan?" asked Draco, smiling slightly at Harry's indignation. "Yes, he's the one who cut my cheek before you got here," said Harry, deliberately inciting Draco's wrath at the blonde. "I'll kill him," said Draco angrily, tracing the cut on Harry's cheek with a gentle finger. "It seems to be healing quickly, at any rate. I guess that vampire blood is good for something, right?" "I guess," said Harry softly. He started to ask Draco about Malise, but Draco took advantage of those parted lips and thrust his tongue hungrily inside, kissing the brunette passionately. Draco quickly untied Harry's robe, pushing it off his kitten's shoulders to drift silently to the floor, and swept his hand across Harry's chest. He circled the brunette's right nipple, scraping the tip lightly with his fingernail, and moaned when Harry bucked against him. Pushing Harry onto the bed, he crawled over the brunette's sprawled body, licking a path up Harry's stomach. Stopping at Harry's nipples, Draco licked and nibbled the hard little nubs until Harry was crying out and writhing frantically. "Draco, please," cried Harry, pulling on Draco's hair desperately. Draco finally obeyed the command and continued his path up Harry's neck. Finally reaching Harry's parted, gasping lips, Draco pulled the pleading brunette into an all-consuming, spine-tingling kiss. Harry wrapped his arms around Draco's neck and returned the kiss fervently, parting his legs and wrapping them around the blonde's waist to bring his body closer. Draco broke the kiss long enough to gasp out a lubrication spell before diving back down and capturing those tempting lips. He pressed a slick finger to Harry's opening, circling the rosette lightly and making Harry arch upwards, and pressed the finger slowly inside. Thrusting the finger in and out several times, he then added a second finger. He scissored the two fingers, stretching the tiny hole to accommodate something larger, before adding a third. By this time, Harry was thrusting hungrily back onto those thrusting fingers, crying out as they brushed his prostate. He whimpered in loss as Draco slowly withdrew those pleasure-giving fingers. Draco quickly positioned his cock at Harry's entrance, and thrust slowly inside, stopping only when he was buried to the root. Keeping Harry distracted with deep,

drugging kisses, Draco waited until Harry signaled that he was ready with a wiggle of his hips. Draco pulled out slowly until only the tip remained and pressed back in just as slowly, clinging desperately for his control. The slow pace was driving Harry insane. Every thrust inside brushed past his sweet spot with exquisite precision, drawing out the pleasure immeasurably, but it wasn't enough. Harry wanted Draco's cock pounding into him, ramming his prostate and forcing those stars to blind him with the pleasure. "Draco, faster," moaned Harry. Licking the shell of Draco's ear, he whispered seductively, "Fuck me, Draco. Pound that delicious cock into my eager arse. Make me scream from the pleasure." Draco shuddered at the enticing words flowing into his ear. Losing the battle of control, Draco pulled out of Harry's clinging passage and flipped the brunette onto his stomach. Pulling Harry onto his knees, Draco slammed back into that eager hole, eliciting a scream from Harry as his cock rammed into the elf's sweet spot. He thrust into Harry's writhing body furiously, reveling in the moans, screams, and whimpers Harry gave with each driving lunge. Feeling his climax drawing close, Draco moved his hand from Harry's hip down to grasp the brunette's cock, fisting the shaft firmly in time to his rapid-fire thrusts. After only three more thrusts, Harry screamed Draco's name and came so hard he blacked out. As Harry's passage rippled and clenched around his pistoning dick, Draco slammed into Harry twice more before coming with a resounding roar, spilling his seed into his mate's welcoming body. Draco pulled out of Harry's unconscious body and collapsed weakly beside his mate, pulling him into his arms securely. Finally feeling complete, Draco smiled contentedly and followed his mate into sleep. ***** "So, Lucius, how did you manage to snag the delectable kitten?" asked Dougal as they sat in the study. "The same way you managed to catch Ilyanna. He's my mate, and despite our troubling past, the bond pulls us together," said Lucius quietly, sipping his scotch slowly. "When exactly did you become clan leader, Dougal?" "Three years after Ilyanna died," said Dougal softly. "I almost followed her into death, but my father, who was clan leader at the time, pretty much kicked my arse into shape. He stayed on my back constantly until I was where he wanted me to be, and then he died, leaving me to lead the clan." "Merlin, it's been years since we last spoke," said Lucius. "I was still in school when you mated my sister." "So what have you done over the years, Lucius?" asked Dougal. "Besides the kitten, of course." "Well, I was married until recently," said Lucius with a hint of sadness creeping into his voice. "She wasn't my mate, of course, but she was my friend. The Dark Lord forced me to watch while she was raped and murdered. I wasn't even able to bring back her body because he incinerated it." "If she wasn't your mate, how did you manage to sire Draco?" asked Dougal curiously, changing the subject because it reminded him too well of his own wife's death. "The same potion the Dark Lord used on Harry's mother," said Lucius, taking a big drink of his scotch. "You'll notice he's the only child I have." "Of course, that could all change now since you found your true mate," said Dougal. "Not right now, it can't," said Lucius quickly. "We're in the middle of a war, and Harry has to fight. He can't afford to get pregnant right now." "Then I suggest you use contraceptive charms on a regular basis because the kitten smelled pretty damn fertile earlier," said Dougal bluntly. "Draco!" Lucius exclaimed, jumping to his feet and hurrying towards the door. A strong surge of magic suddenly hit them, sending tingling sparks through their body. "That was just as strong as the last one," said Dougal huskily, shuddering with the aftershocks of the magical surge. "It seems you're too late to warn them about using contraceptives, Lucius." "You felt this when Harry and I completed the bond?" asked Lucius, ignoring Dougal's obvious understatement. "Yep," said Dougal cheerfully. "Impressive, isn't it? The little kitten is very powerful, and his children will be equally powerful." "I can't wait until the war is over so that I can find out," said Lucius, ignoring the nagging voice telling him that he might not have to wait that long. He truly hoped that Dougal was mistaken about Harry's fertility. Now was not the time to be bringing a child into the world.

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Chapter 8: Chapter 8 Author's Notes: Sorry for the wait. It took longer than expected because my beta was unavailable. Anyway, let me know what you think. Union of Three Chapter 8 Hermione quickly finished the letter and attached it to Hedwig's foot. "Take this to Harry, Hedwig, or Lucius Malfoy if you can't find him. Be quick, though. It's rather urgent." She watched Hedwig fly off into the night and sighed. After slapping Snape, she'd gone directly to her room to pen a note to Harry asking him to come to Grimmauld Place as quickly as possible. Remus was threatening to call Aurors to come arrest Snape, and Snape was threatening Remus with silver and castration. She was tired of all the childish bickering, and that was just between the adults. Ron had finally emerged from the basement empty handed and was positively thrilled to see Remus. Finding an ally with Snape baiting in the usually more reserved werewolf, Ron added his own insults to the repertoire of degrading witticisms. Hermione was about ready to strangle all three men just to get them to shut up for more than ten seconds at a time. She sighed and rubbed her throbbing temples when she heard the raised voices directly outside her room. "You mangy mutt, I was at least invited here," said Severus condescendingly. "You showed up of your own accord. Now if you don't mind, I am looking for something so stay out of my way." "Don't you tell me that I wasn't invited here, you miserable bastard," growled Remus. "Harry issued me a long standing invitation to visit any time I liked, and yes I do mind. I don't want you putting your greasy hands on Harry's property." Hermione snapped. She ripped the door open, glaring at the two men in the corridor. "I have had enough of you two," she snarled. "I've already written to Harry, asking him to come here. Right now, though, I'll take care of things my way." Aiming her wand at Snape, she cast a silencing charm on him. Turning quickly to Remus, Hermione treated him to the same spell. "Since you won't shut up on your own, I decided to help you along. Until you two can learn to get along, you'll just have to remain silent. Now go away! You're giving me a headache!" By the end of her tirade, she was positively screaming at the duo. Giving them one last glare, she slammed the door in the face. Severus glared hatefully at Remus and stormed down the stairs into the library. Remus, refusing to let Severus get the best of him in any way, followed on his heels the whole way. As Remus cleared the door, Severus suddenly slammed him against the wall. Striking out instinctively, Remus landed a punch to Severus' jaw, causing the Potion's Master to loosen his grip on the werewolf. Remus pushed Severus, making the man fall over a chair, and pounced. Straddling Severus' hips, Remus pulled his fist back to punch the man again and was suddenly flipped over onto his back. Severus, shocking the hell out of Remus, swooped down and crushed his lips to the werewolf's. Taking advantage of the werewolf's surprise, he quickly thrust his tongue past the parted lips. One minute, Remus was trying to push Severus away, and in the next, he was trying to pull the man closer to him as he actively returned the kiss. Pulling frantically on Severus' robes, Remus managed to remove them and set work on pushing his trousers out of the way. He had managed to get Severus' trousers to the man's knees when they were interrupted by a girlish scream. Looking towards the door, he saw Ron Weasley staring at them in horror. Ron suddenly covered his eyes as he yelled, "My eyes! I've been blinded by the horror! Now I'm scarred for life, and it's all that greasy bastard's fault. How could you do this to me, Moony? I've been betrayed at every turn. First Harry starts shagging the Malfoys, and now you're shagging the greasy git. What is wrong with you people?" "What is going on here?" asked Harry. ***** A loud knocking on the door pulled Harry from a sound sleep. Crawling sleepily out of the bed and donning his robe, Harry stumbled to the door. He yawned as he opened the door, blinking blearily at the visitor. "You are just too adorable, kitten," said Dougal cheerfully. Harry gently shut the door in Dougal's face and went back to bed. Nudging Draco awake, Harry said, "It's for you, Draco. I'm going back to sleep." Draco climbed out of the bed and walked blindly to the door. Jerking open the door, completely unashamed of his nudity, Draco glared at the intruder. "What do you want? I was sleeping soundly in the arms of my elf before you so rudely interrupted."

Dougal, of course, stared admiringly at Draco's naked body before turning his gaze to a place past the blonde's shoulders. After several seconds of silence from Dougal, Draco turned to see what the vampire found so interesting. He saw that Harry had taken off his robe and was sprawled on his stomach, sheet pulled just to his hips. "Little kitten, wake up," said Dougal loudly, ignoring the rumbling growls from Draco. Pushing past the blonde, he stalked over to the bed and swept his hand up Harry's naked back, lingering slightly on the tattoo of Malise, who had returned while Harry was sleeping. The reaction was immediate. Feeling unfamiliar hands on his naked back, Harry erupted into movement, twisting away and striking out with his claws. This attack took Dougal completely by surprise, allowing Harry to claw a path from his right shoulder to his left hip. As he started to retaliate, he realised that Harry had reacted completely on instinct and wasn't even fully awake yet. Deciding that retreat would be the better part of valour for today, Dougal stalked back to Draco. "Be downstairs in ten minutes, and Kali will take you home," said Dougal quietly. Draco quietly shut the door behind the vampire and went to wake Harry, who had, amazingly enough, fallen back asleep. "Harry, get up. We have ten minutes to get downstairs so that we can go home." "Don't wanna," mumbled Harry, burying his head under the pillow. He glared at Draco when the blonde simply tossed the pillow into the floor. "Draco," he whined, "that evil man is out there and I'm tired of being called kitten." "The sooner we get downstairs, the sooner we get back home, and you won't have to see the evil man anymore," said Draco slyly, pulling the protesting elf from the bed and dressing quickly. Harry grudgingly pulled on the pajamas that Dougal had brought earlier and followed Draco downstairs to meet Lucius. He was eager to get home because the clan leader had a knack for getting on his nerves in the least amount of time. All he had to do was call him kitten in that annoyingly cheerful voice, and Harry was ready to rip out the man's voice box. Lucius smiled when he saw Harry trailing Draco down the stairs. His mate was just too adorable. Despite being six feet tall, the pajamas he wore were at least two sizes too big. The top's sleeves came down past his fingers, and the bottom's were rolled several times to keep from tripping on the hems. As soon as they were together, Kali quickly took them home. Harry immediately went searching for Ron and Hermione, eager to hear whether or not they'd found the missing locket. As he reached the kitchen, Hedwig swooped in with a letter. Taking the letter, Harry stroked Hedwig's wing softly as he read. "It just never ends, does it?" muttered Harry irritably. "I always knew that Slytherins were bad for my health. They strive so hard to send me to an early grave." "What's that?" asked Draco, sauntering in the room and staring at the letter in Harry's hand. He fixed him a cup of tea and sat at the table to wait on Harry's answer. "It seems that Hermione is on the verge of homicide, and our respective godfathers are the potential victims. Well, surrogate in my case," said Harry wearily. "Apparently, Moony come home from his mission early and found Snape. Believing Snape to be a traitor, he automatically tried to subdue the man before calling Aurors out to arrest him. Fortunately, Hermione set him straight, but like the big kids they are, they can't seem to refrain from insulting each other on a constant basis. Hermione demands that we come to Grimmauld Place to handle things before she decides to do it herself, and it won't be pretty if she has to handle things." "Well, let's go then," said Draco, pulling Harry from his chair. "The quicker we handle things, the quicker I can handle you." ***** "Wormtail," hissed Voldemort. "Have you heard from Ssseverusss, or hasss he joined Luciusss in hisss treachery?" "I have been unable to locate Snape, milord," said Wormtail nervously, wringing his hands furiously. "His household has been abandoned, as has Malfoy Manor." "They will regret crossssing me," hissed Voldemort. "Hasss anyone been able to locate the Potter brat? He mussst have finally learned Occlumency well enough to keep me out." "Call Korbin, Wormtail. Maybe the vampiresss will have better luck," hissed Voldemort, glaring at his useless servant. "Right away, milord," said Wormtail, bowing down to Voldemort and then scurrying from the room. Dougal Korbin stood in front of Voldemort within the hour. "You called for me?" he asked calmly. He had formed a tentative alliance with the Dark Lord in June, but recent events had changed his mind dramatically. Now all he had to do was find way out of this without getting killed in the process. It was definitely a good thing that vampires had naturally impervious minds. Voldemort couldn't use Legilimency on him no matter how skilled he was.

"I want you to find a few traitorsss for me," hissed Voldemort. "And when you do, ssshow them how bloodthirsssty vampiresss truly are." "And just who are these traitors?" asked Dougal in a bored tone. "Luciusss and Draco Malfoy and Ssseverusss Sssnape," hissed Voldemort. "Once you have disssposssed of them, find and bring me Harry Potter." "Yes, Lord Voldemort," said Dougal, bowing his head slightly. Mentally commanding Kali to take him directly to the little kitten, Dougal disappeared with a shimmer. ***** Harry stumbled out of the fireplace, gratefully accepting the steadying hand on his waist. He looked around the empty living room, wondering where Hermione and Ron were. Harry decided to try the kitchen first because Ron usually stayed close to the food while Draco waited on Lucius to arrive. He had just cleared the doorway when he heard Ron yelling. He couldn't hear exactly what he was saying, but he did hear the end of the tirade. "First Harry starts shagging the Malfoys, and now you're shagging the greasy git. What is wrong with you people?" yelled Ron, staring in horror at the scene in front of him. Harry walked up silently behind Ron. "What is going on here?" he asked, peering into the library to see what had Ron so horrorstruck. Seeing Snape's pale backside and Moony lying beneath the Potion's Master, Harry couldn't help but snicker. "Well, that's more than I ever wanted to see of Snape, but whatever fuels your engine, Moony." "What?" asked Ron and Snape at the Muggle terminology. Snape quickly pulled his pants back up and scrambled to his feet, helping Remus to his feet as well. "Harry, when did you get here?" asked Remus, going to Harry and pulling him into a tight embrace. Finally noticing the height difference, he pushed Harry slightly away so that he could fully view the changes. "Wow, Harry, you're simply beautiful." As Harry smiled at the compliment, Remus gasped at the flash of fangs. "You have fangs? But your mother was an elf. How did you get fangs?" "Did you know that there were several vampires in the Potter lineage?" asked Harry quietly. Remus shook his head. "Neither did I until my birthday." "Your scent has changed, as well," said Remus, taking a deep breath. "You smell like an elf and a vampire, but there is another scent. It's almost like," another deep breath, "very similar to Voldemort's. Did you face him recently?" he asked worriedly. "Moony, I have something very important to tell you," said Harry quietly, leading the werewolf into the living room and pushing him onto the couch. He started to sit beside him, but Lucius grabbed him around the waist and pulled him into his lap. Glaring at Lucius briefly, Harry continued. "Voldemort is my birth father. The only reason I came into a vampire inheritance is because of the blood ritual James used to adopt me." "But Lily was an elf and James was her mate. How did Voldemort manage to impregnate her?" asked Remus in confusion. Harry looked at Lucius, silently begging him to explain. Lucius sighed and nodded, kissing Harry briefly on the lips before starting his explanation. "Severus had developed a potion that would trick the body into believing your partner was your mate because I had to have an heir, and I hadn't found my mate yet. The Dark Lord somehow found out, and using the information Pettigrew gave him, captured Lily to test it. When Harry was born, we all believed the potion had failed because he looked so much like James, and instead of stealing the child to raise as his own, the Dark Lord attempted to kill him, believing him to be a true Potter." "You mean old snake face wanted to raise me if I was truly his son?" asked Harry incredulously. "I don't know which is worse, being raised by the Dursley's or raised by Voldemort and his merry band of Death Eaters." "Definitely Voldemort," said Dougal from behind Severus, causing the man to whirl around with wand raised. "I have just been dispatched to destroy the traitors and take Harry Potter to him." "You're allied with Voldemort?" asked Harry angrily. Turning to Draco, he said, "See? I told you he was an evil man." "Kitten," said Dougal, hiding behind Severus when Harry growled at him. "I formed this alliance before you became one of us. Now, of course, I couldn't possibly turn you over to Voldemort. You, Lucius, and Draco are family." "Get off me," said Severus, trying to get the cowering vampire out from behind him. "Why are you hiding behind me, anyway?"

"Because he's afraid Harry's going to hurt him again," said Draco smugly. "How's that chest wound, Korbin?" "Chest wound?" asked Remus, staring at them all with bemusement. Dougal glared at Draco and stepped around Severus. "You're an insolent piece of baggage, aren't you? I'll just have to teach you a few manners." Harry pushed off Lucius' lap and intercepted Dougal. "Enough!" he growled. "What are you planning to do? And I suggest you not leave out any details." "I am your clan leader," growled Dougal, grabbing Harry's robe and pulling him off his feet. "That can be changed," snarled Harry, grabbing his wand and pointing it at Dougal's throat while his other hand was poised over the vampire's hear, claws fully extended. "Now unless you want to die, I suggest you put me down and act civilly." "Well, fuck," said Dougal, placing Harry back onto his feet and stepping back. "No wonder Voldemort is so afraid of you. How many times have you faced him?" "Four," said Harry slowly. "Why?" "How old were you the first time?" asked Dougal. "Eleven. And before you ask, I also faced him when I was twelve, fourteen, and fifteen," said Harry impatiently, waiting to see where this was leading. "I can't believe he still has followers," snorted Dougal disgustedly. "Who in their right mind would continue to follow someone who can't even beat an eleven year old?" "Your name comes to mind right now," said Harry sarcastically. "After all, you formed an alliance with the man after all these events occurred. What does that say about your intelligence?" "The kitten has claws in more ways than one, huh?" said Dougal with a smirk, ignoring Harry's muttered, "Don't call me kitten." "I assume you plan to defect to our side, Dougal?" asked Lucius quietly, staring at his brother-in-law intently. He sighed in relief when Dougal nodded his affirmative. "Good. You can help us plan our attack." "We still have to find the locket, Lucius," said Harry quietly. "We can't do anything until we destroy that Horcrux." "Oi, that reminds me!" exclaimed Ron, jumping to his feet excitedly. He reached into his pocket and pulled something out. "I found this in the basement, but kinda got distracted by the need to scour my eyes. Is this it?" Back to index

Chapter 9: Chapter 9 Author's Notes: Betaed by Sonya. Sorry it's taken so long to update. My computer decided to act a little wonky, and I've had to do most of my typing at work. Union of Three Chapter 9 "Gimme," said Harry, snatching the locket out of Ron's hand. He carefully searched the locket for any inscriptions before finally opening the locket. "This is it, Ron," he said, seeing the SSS inscribed on the inside. "How could you forget about the locket, Weasel?" asked Draco snidely. "You do realise the importance of that thing, right?" "Shut up, Malfoy," yelled Ron angrily. "It's not my fault I got distracted. I was scarred for life when I saw Snape's bare arse in the library." "Why you little brat," snarled Severus, going for his wand. Dougal snatched it right out of Severus' hand before he could curse the redhead.

"Besides, while you were off shagging Harry, I was in the basement searching for that locket. It's not like you helped in any way," said Ron rashly. "And a great shag it was, too," said Draco smugly, smirking as Ron got even angrier. "You would not believe how tight-" He couldn't say anything else because Harry had cast a silencing charm on him. "That is enough, you two," said Harry, glaring at Draco and Ron. "We do not have time for your petty squabbles, so if you don't have anything productive to add, keep your mouth shut." "The kitten really is a little lion, isn't he?" Dougal asked Remus, who just nodded silently. "Little lion, now that you have the locket, what do you plan to do?" "Little lion?" asked Ron disgustedly. "You actually let them call you 'kitten' and 'little lion'?" "It's not really a matter of letting them, Ronnikins," said Harry irritably, deliberately using the twins' pet name for their younger brother. "They don't really give me a choice. Dougal is particularly stubborn. It seems that no matter how many times he gets hurt as a result, he just cannot resist calling me those pet names." "Kitten, the Horcrux?" asked Dougal with a cheeky grin. "What happened to 'little lion'?" asked Harry petulantly. Harry set the locket on the table and pulled his wand. Drawing on the full extent of his magic, he blew the locket apart, effectively destroying the Horcrux housed within. Of course, he also blew the table and part of the wall apart, as well. As the dust finally settled, he gave a sheepish grin. "I overdid it a bit." "A bit?" asked Ron incredulously. "Harry, you almost blew the house apart." "No, I didn't," said Harry defensively. "Just the table and part of the wall." "You are more powerful than I realised, little lion," said Dougal. "This battle should prove interesting." ***** "Report, Korbin," hissed Voldemort. "I have been unable to locate the Potter boy, milord," said Dougal quietly. "I did feel a strong surge of magic in the London area, but I couldn't find the exact location." "Keep looking, Korbin," hissed Voldemort. "I want him brought here by the end of the week. Go now." "Yes, milord," said Dougal, bowing to Voldemort. As he stalked away, he smirked as Voldemort cursed Avery for failing in his task. He saw Nagini slithering into the woods, and his smirk widened. "Kali, take that snake to the little lion. I'll make my own way back." /Yes, Master Korbin/ said Kali, shimmering into the forest. She landed on Nagini's back and they disappeared. ***** Harry yelped when Kali appeared in the living room, carrying Nagini. "Kali, what are you doing here?" He quickly grabbed his wand and stunned the snake before she could attack any of them. "Where is Dougal?" /Master Korbin had a meeting with the snake man. He ordered me to bring this snake to the 'little lion' and he would find another way back/ said Kali, landing on Harry's shoulder. Malise decided that she would come out to investigate as well. \Master, what do you intend to do with the snake?\ she asked curiously. "Well, we have to destroy the Horcrux housed within her, but I'm not sure if I can do that without killing her in the process," said Harry quietly. "Do you have any ideas, Lucius? Snape?" "What about a soul purification spell or ritual?" asked Hermione from the doorway. "That would remove anything that doesn't belong in Nagini." "Hermione, when did you get here? Where have you been all this time?" asked Harry quickly. "I've been locked in my room, trying to recover from a headache incurred by a certain Potion's Master and a werewolf. Of course, now I hear that their passions run a little differently than before," said Hermione, smirking at Remus and Severus. Severus just turned his nose up at her teasing while Remus blushed a fiery red at the reminder. "Do you think that spell would also work on a wizard?" asked Harry, getting back on topic.

"Why do you ask, Harry?" asked Hermione, staring at Harry intently. "Because what if he succeeded in pushing a bit of his soul inside my one year old body?" asked Harry with utmost seriousness. "That could also explain the link between the two of us, right? Maybe it's not just because it's a curse scar. And quite frankly, I would rather not die in the process of trying to save the wizarding world. I have plans with my life." "Those plans better include us, Harry," said Draco arrogantly, placing a possessive arm across the elf's shoulders. "I still have several fantasies involving your cooperation." "We don't need to hear about your perverted fantasies, Malfoy," said Ron quickly. "Are you sure? I have this one fantasy with Harry bent over the table-" said Malfoy. Harry muffled the rest of the sentence with his palm. "That's enough, Draco. Keep it up and you'll never experience that fantasy," said Harry quietly. "Now, Hermione, do you know any good purification spells or rituals? They need to be pretty strong if we expect to purge out essence of Voldemort." "I can think of two, but I need to research a little more before we decide on anything," said Hermione, already heading towards the library to begin her research. "I'll call you if I find anything." "What if the purification ritual doesn't work?" asked Severus quietly. "Then we find a way to kill me long enough to dispose of Voldemort and hopefully revive me afterwards," said Harry calmly. "WHAT?!" yelled Lucius, Draco, Remus, and Ron. "What do you mean find a way to kill you?" asked Lucius angrily. "There will be no killing my mate. We'll just have to find another way to defeat the Dark Lord." "Yeah, what he said," said Draco firmly. "I'm sure we can think of something else." "You can't just roll over and die just because the ritual doesn't work, mate," said Ron reasonably. "I can't believe I'm actually saying this, but I'm with the Malfoys on this one. We'll find another way to kill him." "I don't want to stay dead," said Harry calmly. "But can't you stop my heart long enough to appease the prophecy and kill Voldemort, then restart my heart? Muggles have this thing called a defibrillator that jolts the heart into beating again." "We'll discuss this more in private, Harry," said Lucius crossly. He nodded towards the still stunned Nagini. "Right now you need to find a cage for her before the stupefy hex wears off." "Oh, I saw one of those in the basement too," said Ron quickly. "I'll be right back." ***** Once Nagini was safely secured, Lucius and Draco dragged Harry into their bedroom. "Please tell me that you are not actually considering this alternate plan of yours," said Lucius worriedly. Harry stubbornly remained silent. "Do you really hate us that much that you would condemn us to a life of loneliness, and that's if we survive your death?" "I don't hate you, Lucius," said Harry earnestly. "I don't want to die either, but it may be our only option. Believe it or not, I want to live a long life and have lots of kids and a real family. But I can't do that until Voldemort is gone." "Yeah," said Lucius quietly, thinking back to the conversation he'd had with Dougal before Harry and Draco completed their bond. "What if you're already pregnant?" "What are you talking about?" asked Harry curiously. "The book I read said that elves have a yearly breeding season, but I don't think we've reached mine yet." "I think you should let Severus cast a diagnostic spell just in case," said Lucius quickly. "Fine," sighed Harry. "If it will make you feel better to know that I am not in the family way, then by all means, call the bastard in." Lucius immediately called for Severus, and Harry simply climbed onto the bed and got comfortable while they waited. "What is it now, Lucius?" asked Severus irritably as he entered the room. "I want you to run a diagnostic spell on Harry," said Lucius calmly. "Please tell me you didn't impregnate the boy right before we go into war," said Severus crossly. Not giving Lucius a

chance to answer, Severus stormed to the bed. He cast the diagnostic spell and waited for the results. Severus breathed a sigh of relief when the results showed no sign of pregnancy. "You're in luck, Lucius. Harry is not pregnant." "Oh, thank Merlin," said Lucius quietly. "Thanks, Severus. I don't suppose you know when the breeding season begins, do you?" "There is no set breeding season for elves," said Severus. "It just varies from elf to elf. One elf's season may start June 2 while another's may start November 1. The only thing that doesn't vary is the length of the season, and that lasts for ten days." "How do you know when the breeding season starts?" asked Harry, covering a wide yawn with his palm. "Well, the day before the season starts, you'll get really irritable. You'll also be tired and a bit lethargic," said Severus, staring at Harry intently. As Harry covered another yawn and settled deeper into the bed, he gasped in realization. "Well, thanks again, Severus," said Lucius, steering Severus towards the door. "Lucius, wai-" said Severus, talking to the door as Lucius shut it in his face. "I just thought you might like to know that I believe Harry's season starts tomorrow," he said quietly before stalking off. ***** "Your dad's not gonna hurt Harry, is he?" asked Ron worriedly. Lucius had looked pretty angry when he dragged Harry out of the living room. "No, Weasel," said Draco exasperatedly. "Harry is our mate. We aren't going to hurt him." "But your dad looked really angry," said Ron quietly. "Of course he's angry," said Draco reasonably. "Weren't you a little angry with Harry for even suggesting we kill him?" "You have a point," said Ron grudgingly. "I still can't believe he told us to kill him long enough to defeat Voldemort. I don't care if there is a way to revive him afterwards." "Exactly," said Draco proudly. "I wonder if Harry is feeling all right," said Ron musingly. "He was kinda irritable today, but that may be because he was tired. It was a little odd to see Harry sitting in your father's lap so calmly." "Well, he has had an eventful last few days," said Draco logically. "He came into his inheritance, found his mates, and completed two mate bonds within the last week, so I can see why he would be tired." "Another point," said Ron. "The world has officially ended. I just agreed with Draco Malfoy twice." "Shut up, Weasel," said Draco. "I'm going to bed." ***** Dougal shimmered into the room with Kali perched on his shoulder. He stared wistfully down at the bed, seeing the little lion wrapped snugly in his mates' arms. Smelling something different about the elf, Dougal snickered softly when he realised what that meant. "It looks like we'll have to postpone the final battle. The next few days should be very interesting. I believe I'll go pay our resident Potion's Master a little visit." Dougal found Severus in the kitchen drinking tea alone. "I need you to make some contraceptive potions and have them done by morning," he said bluntly. "Yes, I figured as much," said Severus calmly. "No need to worry, I have a batch cooling as we speak." "Good," said Dougal cheerfully. "That's one less thing we have to worry about. So, what else happened while I was gone?" "You mean besides the fact that Harry suggested we temporarily kill him to destroy the Horcrux that may be inside of him? Nothing much," said Severus sarcastically. "He did what?" asked Dougal incredulously. "He asked us to temporarily kill him if the purification ritual didn't work," said Severus. "How do you temporarily kill someone?" asked Dougal curiously. "And what purification ritual? I swear, I'm not leaving again. I miss too much when I leave."

"Miss Granger suggested a purification spell/ritual to destroy the Horcrux within Nagini. Harry asked if it would work on wizards as well because he believes that the Dark Lord managed to transfer part of his soul into him when he tried to kill him the first time," said Severus quietly. "Okay, that explains the purification ritual part," said Dougal, "now what about the temporary death part?" "Harry mentioned something about Muggles having a defrigebrator, or something like that, that could send a jolt to the heart to make it start beating again. So basically his heart stops and we use a defrigebrator to start it back up," said Severus, shrugging slightly. "That's a dodgy plan," said Dougal. "I don't see Lucius or Draco going for it." "Me neither," said Severus. "Well, I have several contraceptive potions to bottle and deliver, so I bid you good night." "Good night, Severus," said Dougal quietly. Back to index

Chapter 10: Chapter 10 Union of Three Chapter 10 Harry woke to the sound of his stomach rumbling demandingly. Feeling half-starved, he quickly wriggled free off Lucius and Draco's hold, hurriedly got dressed, and almost ran to the kitchen. He practically drooled when he saw the array of food sitting on the table, almost missing Remus' presence entirely. "Good morning, Harry," said Remus cheerfully, sipping on his cup of tea. "Oh, good morning, Moony," said Harry absently, grabbing a plate and piling it high with delicious smelling food in front of him. Remus raised his eyebrow at the sheer amount of food Harry had placed on his plate. "Hungry this morning?" he asked curiously. "Starving," said Harry, almost moaning with every bite as he devoured his food. "I didn't eat dinner last night." "I don't think I've ever seen you eat this much at one time," said Remus teasingly, watching in awe as Harry ate with a single-minded intensity. "Can't help it," said Harry with a slight shrug. "I'm a growing boy and it's good. I didn't know you could cook this well, though." "I can't," said Remus. "Molly always sends me food when I stay here. When I mentioned that you, Hermione, and Ron were also here, she sent this staggering amount. She obviously has extensive knowledge on the appetites of 'growing boys.'" "After seven children, I would certainly hope so," said Harry as he finished off his last bite and quickly grabbed some sausages, bacon, and eggs. Severus, who had been watching from the doorway since Harry had entered the kitchen, almost choked on the tea he was drinking. "Good grief, Potter, where are you storing all that food?" he asked incredulously. He was expecting the increase in appetite because Harry's season would start today, but this display far exceeded his expectations. For someone so slender, Harry had managed to devour enough to feed ten people. "You heard Moony. I'm a growing boy," said Harry defensively, quickly eating the rest of his breakfast before Snape decided to take his food away. "Besides, I was really hungry since I didn't get to eat at all yesterday." Severus snorted lightly and walked to the table. He handed Harry a purple phial and said, "Take this. You'll need it." "What is this?" asked Harry, opening the phial and sniffing curiously. "Just drink the damn thing, Potter," said Severus irritably, glaring as Harry shot him a suspicious look and reluctantly drank the potion.

"Uh, this is vile," said Harry disgustedly, guzzling his pumpkin juice to wash away the aftertaste the potion left. "Now, what was it?" "A contraceptive potion," said Severus, smirking at the blush that immediately suffused Harry's face. "I believe that your season will start today, and a pregnancy at this stage is sheer insanity." "So soon?" asked Harry quietly. "I thought I'd have more time to get used to this." "You've already fucked both of them, so I honestly don't know why you're hesitant now," said Severus bluntly. "Severus!" exclaimed Remus, blushing at Severus' brusque statement to his surrogate godson. "I can't believe you said that." "I'm just stating the truth," said Severus calmly. "You seem to get along just fine with Lucius and Draco, so what is the problem?" "Everything has just happened so fast," said Harry. "I haven't really had a chance to do anything but react. It's just been one thing after another. Besides, I was double teamed the first time the mate bond was completed." Remus blinked at that and blushed as the image flashed through his mind. Severus just smirked at the werewolf knowingly. "All I have to say is be prepared for ten days of almost constant sex," said Severus. "How often do I need to take this disgusting potion?" asked Harry, scrunching up his face at the mere thought of having to drink it again. "Just once," said Severus, shrugging slightly. "It's not the strongest potion, but it's effective for two weeks." "Hello, kitten," said Dougal cheerfully, sitting in the seat next to Harry. "I didn't expect to see you today." "Hello, moron," said Harry irritably, scooting his chair further away from the annoying vampire. He really wasn't in the mood to deal with his clan leader at the moment, especially since his presence seemed to grate on his nerves even worse than usual. "And just why is that?" Just then Lucius and Draco entered the kitchen. They paused almost imperceptibly as they passed Harry before sitting at the table to eat. Dougal hid a smirk and shook his head sadly at the blondes. "I expected better of you, Lucius," he said regretfully. "I thought you would have the intelligence not to let the kitten out of your bed until his season was over, but alas, I overestimated your skill." "Shut up, Dougal," growled Lucius, slapping the vampire on the back of his head. "People do have to eat." He'd never admit to it, but he silently agreed with the vampire. His mate's absence from their bed this morning had been greatly disappointing. "And that reminds me," said Dougal, turning back towards Harry. "Did you eat yesterday?" "Well, let's see. I missed breakfast because you kidnapped me; I missed lunch because Snape and Moony were driving Hermione batty; and I missed dinner because of the excitement with the locket and Nagini. So in answer to your question, no, I did not eat yesterday," said Harry honestly. "Why?" "No, I mean did you feed yesterday? You do realise you are supposed to drink blood from your mate at least once a day, right?" asked Dougal with concern. "No, I actually did not know that, and no, I did not feed yesterday," said Harry quietly. "Kitten, you must feed from your mate everyday," said Dougal seriously. "The longer you go without feeding, the weaker you become, and you cannot afford to be weak. Not now." "Don't worry. We'll make sure he feeds," said Lucius, pulling Harry out of his seat and pushing him towards the door. He'd been hard pressed not to pounce on his mate as soon as he'd entered the kitchen. His mate always smelled good, but the way he smelled now just drove him crazy. Lucius lost the battle of restraint, though, when Dougal had mentioned 'feeding' and 'mate' in the same sentence. "Oh, and you might want to stay off the second floor." "Why the second floor?" asked Remus curiously. "Because we don't know if we can make it to the bedroom," said Draco, following behind Lucius and Harry. "You should know all about that, though. Right?" He smirked as the reminder caused a blush to flare across the werewolf's face. ***** "Why are we in such a hurry?" asked Harry curiously, trying vainly to pull his wrist out of Lucius' grasp. "It's not like I'm

going to die just because I missed one feeding." Lucius and Draco stopped and stared at Harry as though he'd just grown another head. "What? Why are you looking at me like that?" Lucius just shook his head and continued to pull Harry to their bedroom. As Draco shut the bedroom door, Lucius pulled Harry close and devoured the elf's tempting lips, tongue teasingly rubbing against Harry's fangs. While Lucius hungrily kissed Harry, Draco worked to pull off the brunette's clothes. Harry was down to his boxers before he realised what was happening. Before he could even think of protesting, though, Draco pulled Harry's boxers off and buried his face between the cheeks of his arse. Draco circled the spasming little pucker teasingly, delighting in every shiver and thrust of his mate's hips, before thrusting his tongue completely into the hungry hole. "Oh, fuck," gasped Harry, throwing his head back and bucking against Draco's avaricious mouth. Lucius immediately bent down and nibbled along the side of Harry's arched neck. Continuing his path downwards, Lucius paused briefly to lick and suck Harry's hard little nipples, causing Harry to cry out and clench his fists in Lucius' hair. As Lucius nibbled his way across Harry's stomach to dip and tease the elf's navel, Draco thrust one finger into Harry's saliva soaked entrance. Harry could only shudder and rock against Draco's invading finger. Draco added a second finger, scissoring and twisting them to stretch the little hole further, just as Lucius reached his goal. Lucius licked across the head of Harry's dripping shaft, catching every drop of the delicious liquid seeping from the tip. Taking the head of his mate's dick into his mouth, Lucius sucked hard just as Draco finally added a third finger into Harry's clenching channel. Harry screamed and thrust forcibly into Lucius' mouth, pleasure searing through him and drawing his balls up tight. Lucius ran his tongue up the vein on the underside of the brunette's shaft, and reached down to tug the tight ball sac gently. As Draco rubbed firmly on his prostate with his devilish fingers and Lucius swallowed the length of his dick, Harry tensed and shot his seed down Lucius' hungry throat, almost collapsing on top of Lucius. Lucius cleaned Harry's spent dick of all traces of semen and stood quickly. Draco still had his fingers buried in Harry's still rippling passage and reminded Harry of that fact by hitting the elf's prostate with a quick, hard thrust. "Oh gods," moaned Harry weakly, feeling his sated cock come quickly back to life. "You're trying to kill me, aren't you?" "Death by sex," purred Draco, pulling his fingers free and positioning his dick at Harry's loosened entrance. "But what a way to go." He thrust into his mate, sheathing himself completely with one forceful lunge. Harry screamed as the hard thrust speared into him, ramming into his prostate and making him see stars. Lucius quickly muffled Harry's scream with his lips, kissing his mate hungrily while his fingers stroked and pinched Harry's nipples. Draco simply thrust into Harry's writhing body, keeping his rhythm slow and steady and hitting his mate's sweet spot with every thrust. As Lucius arched his throat to lick the tip of Harry's pointed ear, Harry sank his fangs into his mate's vulnerable throat. Lucius immediately thrust hard against Harry as the brunette drank from him, almost climaxing from that alone. Harry slowly pulled his fangs from Lucius' throat and licked across the puncture marks. "Hmmm, Lucius, you taste absolutely delicious," said Harry hoarsely, bucking his hips back to meet Draco's inward thrusts. He pushed Lucius towards the bed and pulled away from Draco, making the blonde growl as his cock left the delicious heat it had previously been buried in. Harry simply pulled Draco into a quick kiss and pushed him towards the bed as well. Lucius sprawled out in the center of the bed, and Harry crawled up between the elder blonde's legs, determined to see if he tasted as delicious all over. Draco, eager to have his dick encased in Harry's blistering heat once again, climbed onto the bed behind Harry and moved back into position. Harry swiped his tongue across the slit of Lucius' dick just as Draco thrust demandingly into his needy arse. Focusing his attention on the shaft in front of him, Harry moaned and sucked as much of that long, thick shaft into his mouth as he could without choking. Licking teasingly around the head of Lucius' shaft, Harry delighted in Lucius' moans and whimpers. As Harry moaned and hummed around his shaft with every thrust Draco gave into his eager arse, Lucius bucked demandingly into Harry's voraciously sucking mouth. Draco, feeling his release rapidly approaching, reached around Harry and grasped the brunette's hard, leaking shaft and fisted it firmly in time to his rapid thrusts. Harry moaned loudly around the dick in his mouth as he came, swallowing Lucius' cock to the root. The convulsive swallowing around the head of his shaft caused Lucius' dick to erupt, sending spurts of semen down Harry's throat. Draco shouted and thrust hard into Harry's tightly clenching sheath and spilled his seed into the rippling depths. "You've killed me," said Harry huskily, collapsing on top of Lucius. Draco pulled slowly out of Harry, making the elf hiss at the slight burn, and fell to the bed beside them. "You aren't the only one, kitten. If you were any tighter, you'd cut my dick in two," said Draco with slight leer. "My turn next?" asked Harry sleepily, curling into a little ball in the center of Lucius' chest just like his pet name suggested. "I'm not going to survive his first season," said Lucius softly, shivering slightly in remembered pleasure. ***** Hermione finally emerged from her room around lunchtime. Unfortunately for her, her room was right next to Moony's

room, and Moony had had company last night. The constant moans, cries, and screams coming from Moony's room had effectively kept Hermione awake a good deal of the night. It was extremely disconcerting to hear her former Potion's professor screaming Remus' name is sexual bliss. She hadn't managed to fall asleep until four in the morning, and she was still tired and cranky. She walked quickly down the corridor, stopping abruptly at the choked scream coming from Harry's room. Afraid that her friend was getting kidnapped or hurt again, Hermione rushed to the door and slammed it open. Staring at the scene in front of her in total shock, Hermione was riveted by what she saw. Draco was kneeling on hands and knees on the bed with Harry thrusting slowly into him. Lucius was behind Harry thrusting into his mate at the same pace. Hermione just couldn't look away from the gorgeous men on the bed, staring in rapt fascination as the thrusts gained speed and they all cried out their release. Lucius was the first to gain sight of Hermione, smirking as he pulled his spent dick out of Harry. He leaned down and whispered something in Harry's ear, and Hermione watched as a blush spread from his face all the way down to his nipples. Harry quickly pulled out of Draco and wrapped the sheet around his waist before turning to face Hermione. "Hermione!" he said loudly, trying to gain her attention. Easier said than done. Her attention was still focused on all the naked male flesh still in view. "Hermione Jane Granger!" Hermione jumped when she heard her full name and finally saw Harry standing in front of her, wearing only a sheet. Realizing that she had been staring at them for a while, she blushed and averted her eyes. "Was there something you needed?" asked Harry, hiding a smile at the panicked look on Hermione's face. "Uh, Harry, I thought- well, I heard- I think I'll just go now," stammered Hermione, backing slowly out the door before turning and running out of sight. "For some reason, I just never knew that Granger had voyeuristic tendencies," said Draco lewdly, stretching out on the bed in a boneless sprawl. "Yeah, I never knew that either," said Harry quietly, shutting the door and walking to the closet. He pulled out a pair of trousers and a short-sleeved shirt. "I'm going to go get something to eat. I'm about to starve. You coming?" "But, kitten, I still want you," whined Draco. "How can you be thinking about food right now?" "Quit whining, Draco," said Lucius, pulling on his trousers and shirt. "We're going to go eat. You can stay here if you wish." "Fine," said Draco petulantly, climbing from the bed and putting on his clothes. He suddenly perked up as he thought of something. "Oh well, I can always tease Granger while we're there." "Draco, leave Hermione alone. She's embarrassed enough," said Harry reprovingly. "She doesn't need you to make her feel worse." "Kitten, you're just no fun anymore," pouted Draco. "Then I just won't play with you anymore, Draco," said Harry calmly, arching an eyebrow at the blonde. "I can still play with Lucius." "Wait! No, I didn't mean it, kitten," protested Draco. Harry just turned his nose up and stalked past Draco. Lucius just smirked at Draco evilly. "Your loss, my gain." "KITTEN!" yelled Draco, running after Harry. Back to index

Chapter 11: Chapter 11 Author's Notes: Beta- Sonya A/N: Happy Christmas everyone! Sorry for the delay. Union of Three Chapter 11 "AHHHH! IN THE LIVING ROOM? I CAN'T DO THIS ANYMORE!" shouted Ron, running from the room. He couldn't get

the image of Snape on his hands and knees with Remus pounding into his arse out of his head. Desperate to get away from this place, he ran to Harry's room. Lucius had just left the kitchen with a tray of food for Harry, so he knew Harry would be awake. "Hey, mate, I'm gonna visit the Burrow for a while 'cause if I walk in on another person having sex, I'llWHAT IS IT WITH ALL YOU PEOPLE?" shouted Ron. Lucius was lying on his back, holding Harry's hips and lifting him up and down on his very erect cock. "Get out," snarled Lucius, keeping his pace steady. "Ron, what are- oh gods, yes- you doing- oh fuck, I'm so close- here?" asked Harry, throwing his head back as Lucius rammed his sweet spot mercilessly. Lucius, ignoring Ron completely, grasped Harry's dick in his fist and stroked the brunette to his release, following shortly after with just two more strokes. Harry finally managed to look back towards the door only to find Ron lying on the floor unconscious, the redhead having succumbed to the shock of actually seeing his best friend fucking a Malfoy. "Did you here what he said before he passed out?" Harry asked Lucius as he pulled on his dressing robe. "No, kitten, I was a little preoccupied at the time," said Lucius, pulling on his trousers. "I guess I'll take him to Miss Granger. Maybe she'll be able to keep him out of trouble and out of other people's rooms when they are busy." "I guess I'll go find Draco then," said Harry, kissing Lucius briefly on the lips and stepping over Ron. He walked downstairs to find his errant mate. Lucius just smirked and levitated Ron down the corridor to Hermione's room. "Miss Granger?" he called through the door. Hermione gasped when she opened the door and saw the unconscious Ron. "He barged into my bedroom and passed out. You might want to keep him close before he gets into any more trouble." "Get into any more trouble- oh!" said Hermione, blushing furiously as she remembered her own experience five days ago. "Yeah, I think we'll just go to the Burrow and visit for a few days. We'll be gone for at least a week." "Perfect," said Lucius, smiling devilishly as he thought of a plan to have Harry as dessert in the kitchen. "Have fun." With that, he walked down the corridor, whistling a merry tune and leaving a stunned Hermione behind him. ***** "Remus!" shouted Severus, arse clenching around Remus' lunging shaft as he spilled his seed across his hand and the floor. Remus thrust four more times into the constricting channel and gained his own release, biting into Severus' shoulder where his claim mark had scarred over. After several long minutes of silence broken only by their harsh panting, Remus finally managed to pull out of Severus and collapse to the floor beside him. He looked thoughtfully at the door and vaguely remembered hearing someone entering the room, but he wasn't sure who had done so. "Hey, Sev, do you know who came in the room earlier?" "I think it was the Weasley brat," said Severus with blatant unconcern. He stretched lazily and pulled the blanket off the couch to drape over them. "With all that shouting, that's the only one it could be." Harry walked into the room just then. Seeing Severus and Remus lying in the floor and covered only by a blanket, Harry smirked slightly. "So you're the ones who started it," he said teasingly. "Started what?" asked Remus curiously. "Ron barged into my room to tell me that he was going home for a while because he was tired of walking in on people having sex," said Harry cheerfully. "Of course, then he passed out." "Walked in on you and Lucius?" asked Severus with a smirk. "Yeah," said Harry. "That reminds me, have you seen Draco? I haven't seen him all morning. Is he mad at me for some reason?" "He's not mad at you, Harry. He's concerned," said Remus quietly. "He's been in the library every spare second trying to find the strongest purification ritual out there to keep you from dying." "Well, I guess I'll get some tea and join him with his research. After all, we do want to keep me alive and healthy," said Harry with a cheeky grin. He quickly left the room and sauntered to the kitchen where he found Dougal sitting and staring contemplatively. The vampire looked up and smiled cheerfully, though, as Harry entered the room. "Hello, kitten," said Dougal warmly. "I'm surprised Lucius let you go so quickly this morning." "What's wrong?" asked Harry bluntly, seeing past the bright faade and ignoring the vampire's crude question. "What do you mean? I'm perfectly fine," said Dougal quickly. "I'm just enjoying a cup of tea on this fine Friday morning."

"Do you lie this badly to Voldemort? Because if you do, it's a wonder he hasn't killed you for betraying him yet," said Harry calmly, sitting at the table to confront the vampire. "Now what is wrong?" "I'm going to go home for a while," said Dougal quietly. "My clan still needs their leader, and I've been gone too long as it is. Besides, the pheromones you three are putting out are driving me batty, and that doesn't even include the werewolf and his mate. I'll come back when your season is over." Kali shimmered into the room and landed on Dougal's shoulder. "I'll be back next week. Don't do anything I wouldn't do, kitten?" "Is there actually anything you wouldn't do?" asked Harry with a grin. "I always pegged you for the kind of person that would try anything at least once." "I've never fucked an animal, literally not figuratively," said Dougal smugly. "Bestiality is just not my thing." "Okay, ewww," said Harry, wrinkling his nose in disgust. "Couldn't you have just said 'yes'? I didn't need an actual example." "You should go find Draco and fuck his brains out," said Dougal, smirking wickedly as Harry blushed. "There's something seriously wrong with the boy. He's been spending far too much time in the library when he has your delectable body at hand to ravish at will." "Hey, I get a say about the ravishing," said Harry indignantly, glaring at Dougal halfheartedly. He pointed to the window and arched his eyebrow. "I believe you were just leaving? Bye now." "You're so mean," pouted Dougal. "I can feel when I'm not wanted. I'll just go home where people do love me." "You actually know someone like that?" asked Harry teasingly. "Hey!" said Dougal huffily. "Your mean streak is just shining through like a beacon today. I think I'll call Lucius in to shag you into a better mood." "That seems to be your answer for everything," said Harry irritably. "Shagging does not cure everything." "Maybe not, but it certainly makes things seem better," said Dougal cheekily. He jumped to his feet as he heard footsteps nearing the kitchen door. Pulling a surprised Harry into his arms, he quickly kissed the boy on the cheek and shimmered out of the room with Kali. "I thought I heard Dougal," said Draco, opening the door and looking around the kitchen in confusion. He finally noticed Harry's shocked daze. "Kitten, what's wrong? Did that moronic vampire do something to you?" "He kissed me on the cheek and left to go home," said Harry quietly, staring out the window thoughtfully. 'Dougal's really serious about seeing us as his family,' thought Harry. 'He even treats me like his kid brother.' "He what?!" shouted Draco angrily. "That bastard trying to move in on my territory. Why didn't you stop him?" "Draco, what is your problem? You've been spending most of your time in the library and ignoring me altogether. What's the point in acting jealous now?" asked Harry, annoyance heavy in his tone. "Besides, he just hugged me, kissed me on the cheek, and left. It's not like he tried to feel up my arse or anything." "Harry, I'm trying to find a spell to keep you from dying," said Draco defensively. "It's not like you've been pining for my company in any case. You've had my father to keep you occupied. You must like his dick a lot better than mine." "Draco, you're being ridiculous," said Harry calmly. "You leave the bed before I wake up, I see you maybe twice before dinner, and then you pass out before I get ready for bed. You are the one who's been avoiding me." "What did you expect? Every time I see you, you're with my father. I never see you alone, and I want some alone time. I don't want my father to be present every time we have sex," said Draco heatedly. "You even quit feeding from me. You just don't care about me at all, do you?" "Draco, that's just not true. I care for you and Lucius equally," said Harry quietly. "Which is not a whole damn lot, right?" asked Draco sarcastically. Harry, in a rare show of aggressiveness, grabbed Draco by the ears and pulled him into a deep tongue-tangling kiss. He thrust his tongue demandingly into the blonde's mouth, moaning softly as Draco quickly returned the kiss, deepening the kiss even more. "Wrong. I've grown to care for both of you too damn much," he muttered. Disregarding the fact that anyone could walk in on them, Harry frantically stripped Draco's shirt off somehow without breaking the kiss and started on the blonde's pants. "Harry.. gods, I'll never get enough of you," muttered Draco, stripping Harry completely bare and sitting him on the table. He spread Harry's legs and settled between them, devouring his mate's lips once more. "You are so fuckin' gorgeous."

Harry wrapped his arms around Draco's neck and pulled him closer to deepen the kiss, moaning as the action caused their erections to brush together. He quickly wrapped his legs around Draco's waist and thrust up demandingly, causing Draco to moan with him this time. Draco reached behind Harry and grabbed the oil, pouring a generous amount into his hand. He hastily prepared the brunette, moaning softly as Harry licked teasingly across the prominent vein in his neck. Pulling his fingers free from Harry's grasping sheath, Draco positioned his cock at his mate's loosened entrance and thrust quickly inside. Harry buried his fangs in Draco's neck, muffling his pleasured scream, and Draco quickened his pace as his release approached. Harry pulled away from Draco's neck, licking the blood off his lips with relish, and arched his back as Draco's pistoning dick rammed his prostate relentlessly, arse clenching around his mate's thrusting shaft with the force of his release. Draco thrust twice more into the rippling channel and shouted out his own orgasm, wrapping his arms tightly around Harry and collapsing into the chair with the brunette straddling his lap, cock still buried firmly within his mate's tight channel. "I love you, Harry," said Draco quietly, staring intently into Harry's eyes. He hadn't thought that he'd fallen completely in love with his kitten, but as Harry's season grew closer to ending and the threat of war increased, he realised just how much he truly cared. The very thought of his mate- his kitten- his love dying made his heart squeeze in anguish. So he researched endlessly, trying to find a way to keep his mate from becoming a sacrifice for the wizarding world. He wanted to spend the rest of his life with Harry by his side and in his arms, and he was willing to do whatever it took to achieve that goal. "I love you too, Draco," said Harry, smiling softly. He gasped, though, when his words caused an immediate affect on Draco. As soon as Harry had confessed his love, Draco's buried shaft hardened like a steel pipe. Draco just grasped Harry's hips and urged his mate to ride him. "Time for round two?" asked Harry with a smirk. Draco just nodded quickly and kissed his mate breathless. ***** "Aren't they ever going to finish?" asked Severus irritably. "They do have a bedroom where they can do that all they like." "Yes, this coming from the man having sex in the living room earlier today," said Lucius snidely. He was a little jealous after witnessing the poignant scene in the kitchen. Intellectually he knew that Harry cared for him. Harry was too honest with his emotions to pretend happiness with them if he wasn't. Besides, he constantly showed that he cared in a million different ways. Lucius had no doubts whatsoever that Harry cared about him. He just wasn't so sure that his mate loved him- loved him like he loved Harry. Lucius longed to join his mate, but he knew that Draco needed this time to reassure himself that his feelings were truly returned. "Why are you still out here?" asked Severus quietly. "Why don't you join them?" "Draco needs this time alone with Harry. They need to settle their relationship and their feelings," said Lucius softly, giving the couple in the kitchen one last wistful glance and walking away. "You think he'll be all right?" asked Remus quietly, staring at Lucius' departing back sadly. "I think that he wants Harry to tell him how he truly feels," said Severus somberly. "He's turning into a bloody Gryffindor with all this emotion. Next thing you know, he'll leave so that Harry will be happy with Draco. He needs to get his Slytherin ambition back under control and make Harry see that he loves him." ***** Harry and Draco took a quick shower, and Draco went back to the library while Harry searched for Lucius. He hadn't seen his other mate since early that morning when Ron had barged in on them. Harry was a little worried because Lucius hadn't strayed from his side longer than an hour since his season started. He finally found Lucius in the attic sifting through a box of books. "Lucius?" asked Harry hesitantly. Lucius looked a little sad, and Harry discovered that he didn't like that look on his mate. "Are you all right?" "I'm fine, Harry," said Lucius softly, setting another book to the side. "I thought you were with Draco." "He's researching again," said Harry, smiling slightly. "If he keeps it up, I may have to start calling him Hermione." Lucius didn't even smile at the gibe. "Lucius, what's wrong?" "I'm going to relinquish my claim as your mate," said Lucius abruptly. He hurriedly continued when Harry opened his mouth to protest. "You love Draco and he loves you. You don't need me around to hinder you both. I may go stay with Dougal. You know, reminisce about the good old days." "Lucius, please don't do this," said Harry, tears slowly rolling down his cheek. "Yes, I love Draco, but that doesn't mean that I don't love you as well. Like I told Draco earlier, I care for you both equally- love you both equally. If you leave me,

you'll take an important piece of my life with you." "How can you possibly love me?" asked Lucius derisively. "I was a Death Eater. I killed people, Harry. How can you love someone like that?" "Lucius, you're not like that anymore. Yeah, you're still arrogant and snobbish, but you've changed in so many ways. Besides, if I can give Draco a second chance after all the crap he's done to me over the years, why can't I do the same for you? I only have one question. Do you love me, Lucius?" asked Harry quietly, stepping closer to his mate. Lucius stubbornly refused to answer. "I guess I can't blame you. After all, my own aunt hated the very sight of me, so why should you be any different? I'm a freak, right? Especially now. How could I be anything else with Voldemort as my father?" Tears rolled down his cheeks with every question he asked. Lucius was speechless for once. He couldn't believe that his beautiful Harry actually believed these things. Harry was the most lovable person he'd ever met- he'd gotten the icy Lucius Malfoy to fall in love with him, in any case. Harry impatiently brushed his tears away and turned to leave. "Wait, Harry! said Lucius, jumping to his feet. "I do love you, Harry. I love you so much that the thought of you only staying with me because you're too kind to turn me away just eats away at me. Do you truly love me?" "I love you in spite of your past and even more because of your past. Your past has shaped you into the man you are today- the man who was willing to give up his own happiness for the sake of my own," said Harry seriously. He suddenly grinned. "Of course, I didn't know you were such a Gryffindor at heart." "You take that back," hissed Lucius, glaring at Harry playfully. "I am 100% Slytherin. Don't you dare compare me to those recklessly noble Gryffindorks, as Draco calls them." "Lucius is a Gryffindor, na naa na na naa," sang Harry, yelping as Lucius lunged at him and fleeing from his insulted mate. Back to index

Chapter 12: Chapter 12 Author's Notes: Beta- Sonya Union of Three Chapter 12 Harry awoke alone for once. He vaguely remembered Lucius and Draco leaving the bed earlier after kissing him on the forehead, but he had no idea how long ago that was. At any rate, his season was finally over and his body was definitely feeling the aftereffects. Climbing gingerly from the bed, Harry limped to the bathroom. He almost cried in relief when he saw the water-filled bath. A note lay on the rim of the bath, and he picked it up curiously. 'Kitten, I imagine you are in dire need of a long hot bath to sooth those aching muscles, so I filled the bath for you. I charmed the water to stay hot, so take your time. I also added some bath salts that Severus made. They should help you relax significantly. Draco thinks he may have found a viable option to the purification ritual, so come to the library when you're done. Love always, Lucius.' Harry smiled and set the note down. Gratefully climbing into the steaming water, he sighed happily as the water immediately started relaxed his overused muscles. Harry relaxed in the bath for almost an hour before he finally felt fit enough to face the day. He was actually a little surprised it hadn't taken longer. After confessing their love to Harry, Lucius and Draco had barely let the brunette out of the bed long enough to use the loo, much less anything else. One or both of them were present at all times throughout the last five days of Harry's season. Harry had been fucked so many times, it was a wonder he had been able to walk to his bath at all. Harry finally got out of the bath, dressed quickly, and hurried downstairs to the library. As he neared the library doors, he heard raised voices from inside. Harry crept silently to the door, listening intently to the argument raging within. "I think we should use a Druid purification ritual," said Draco. "Harry's part elf and has close ties to nature, and Druids use some form of nature in most of their rituals." "I think we should use Shamanic practices to purify his body and soul," said Hermione firmly. "I read all about it. Shamans

use sweat lodges and herbs to purge the body of disease and impurities." "Well, I think we should stick to what we know," said Lucius decisively. "We're wizards, and we should use our own magic in the purification ritual." Harry finally decided to make his presence known. "Ahem," said Harry, drawing everyone's attention. Apparently Ron, Hermione, and Dougal had determined that it was safe enough to return that morning, and they had joined Draco, Lucius, Severus, and Remus in the library to await Harry's arrival, arguing heatedly to pass the time away. "Why not just use key elements of all three practices? We can use the Shamanist's sweat lodge for purification of the body. Since Druidism and Witchcraft often correlate anyway, it shouldn't be too difficult to combine the key elements of both to create a worthy soul purification ritual." "That's actually a pretty good idea," said Lucius quietly. "That way if one doesn't work completely, the other two will finish the job. Severus, can you acquire the necessary ingredients for the ritual?" "Just make a list of what herbs and oils you want to use, and I should be able to find them within a few days," said Severus softly, ignoring Draco's inserted, "And a bell branch, Sev." "I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but we may not have a few days," said Dougal solemnly. "The Dark Lord knows where the kitten is, but he can't get past the wards yet. It's only a matter of time, though." "How did he find us?" asked Hermione worriedly. "The house is no longer protected by the Fidelius Charm because the Secret Keeper died," said Severus somberly, ignoring Ron's muttered, "And whose fault is that?" Severus just spared the redhead a brief glare and continued. "Not to mention the fact that not only does the Dark Lord have a connection to Potter, he also has a former Black in his inner circle. I feel quite sure that Bellatrix has told him all she knows concerning the Black Estates since Potter was proclaimed heir to the Black name." "I, uh, also may have helped that along a bit. Accidentally, of course," said Dougal sheepishly. "And just how, pray tell, did you manage to do that, Dougal?" asked Lucius incredulously, staring at his brother-in-law in blatant disbelief. "Well, you see, this is what happened," said Dougal defensively. Flashback Dougal heard Draco nearing the kitchen door and grabbed a startled Harry, kissing him quickly on the cheek before shimmering out with Kali. He appeared in his bedroom at Korbin Castle and sent Kali back into her tattoo form, still smirking at the mischief he'd just left behind. The kitten was just too adorable. He finally called for Tynan to get his report on Voldemort's recent activities. The blonde arrived just minutes later and smiled brightly at the sight of his leader. "Master Korbin, you're back. Welcome back." "Thank you, Tynan. Any news from the Dark Lord's camp?" asked Dougal quietly. "That Lestrange bitch divulged all the information she had about the Black Estates. The Dark Lord is now trying to break the wards protecting 12 Grimmauld Place. He suspects that Potter is there because it is more heavily warded than any of the other Black properties. The Dark Lord also demands your presence at the meeting tonight to give your report," said Tynan dutifully. "That will be all, Tynan," said Dougal, waving the blonde away. Dougal continued to stare thoughtfully at the door once Tynan was gone. "It seems I must show my hand a little early. Harry will be protected at all costs. And as the Saviour of the Wizarding World, he has a far better chance of demanding recompensation for the wrongs done to his clan than the Dark Lord could even hope to promise." He stood and pulled on his cloak. "Come, Kali. We have a meeting to attend." The raven obediently transported Dougal to Voldemort's side. "Korbin, I hope you have good newsss for me thisss time. You have had ample time, after all, to dissspossse of the traitorsss and bring Potter to me," hissed Voldemort as soon as Dougal appeared before him. "No, milord, but the Malfoys are Fae and Potter is an elf. They have ways to avoid detection," protested Dougal. "I will try harder, though, milord." "I'm beginning to sssussspect that you don't want them found," hissed Voldemort angrily, glaring at the vampire standing so calmly before him. "Nagini isss alssso gone. Do you know anything about that, Korbin?" "No, milord, I am not overly fond of serpents," said Dougal demurely, hiding a smirk as he said this.

"Not overly fond of ssserpentsss, Korbin? And yet you allied yourssself to a sssnake ssspeaker," hissed Voldemort. "Yes, and my Harry is just an adorable little kitten, too," said Dougal quietly, smirking as Voldemort hissed in fury. "You should see him with his mates. Lucius and Draco are quite protective of their little love." "Traitor!" he screamed, pulling his wand and aiming it at Dougal. "You will die with the ressst of the traitorsss, Korbin." "Not today I won't, but what can I say? The kitten is family, and family is precious. something to be protected at all costs. That is something you should have remembered before you tried to kill your own son," said Dougal, ducking to avoid an oncoming curse as he shimmered out with Kali. End Flashback "And that is also why I can no longer infiltrate the Dark Lord's ranks. He knows that I am also a traitor to his cause, and he wasn't very pleased with the fact," said Dougal lightly, ignoring the incredulous looks aimed his way. "So you not only revealed yourself as a spy, you also told the Dark Lord that Draco and I are Harry's mates?" asked Lucius quietly. He suddenly blew up. "You idiot! What were you thinking? Now he's going to come after Harry with everything he's got." Harry, on the other hand, took a different approach. "Dougal, I'm touched," he said, smirking at the vampire. "I didn't realise you cared so much, but you just blatantly defied Voldemort just to tell him how adorable I am and how intent you are to protect me. I never knew that I had made such a profound impression." "I could touch you some more to prove my devotion," said Dougal teasingly, smiling as Harry burst into laughter. Lucius, however, saw absolutely nothing funny about that statement. "Dougal, you better not be trying to move in on my territory. Harry is off limits to everyone except Draco and me. He belongs to us," he said, dragging Harry possessively into his lap. "I suggest you learn well the phrase, 'look but don't touch' because if you forget, I'll rip you apart.. family or not." Draco had told him about Dougal's parting from Harry, and he was still a bit irritated that the vampire had actually had the nerve to kiss Harry. He didn't care that it was only a kiss to the cheek. The fact remained that Dougal's lips had touched Harry's flesh, and that was unacceptable. Besides, Dougal should know better. Ilyanna had almost killed him once, when his ex-lover had kissed him enthusiastically on the lips, and he hadn't pushed her away immediately. The Fae were very possessive of their mates, and Malfoy's were ten times worse. "Lucius, calm down," said Harry softly, turning to straddle Lucius' lap. "Dougal knows that I love only you and Draco, and that's not going to change. Besides, he's like an annoying, overprotective brother causing trouble with his little brother's love life. He knew perfectly well that Draco was nearing the kitchen, so he kissed my cheek and left, laughing all the while I'm sure at the scene he left behind." He turned his head and smirked at Dougal. "Of course, you missed quite a show, Dougal." "Don't remind me," said Severus irritably. "We have to eat in that kitchen." "Yes, that is now my favourite room in this house," said Draco fondly. "I'll never be able to look at that table again without seeing my beautiful mate spread out for me to enjoy." "I'm never eating here again," muttered Ron, glaring at Draco for giving out far too much information. "Keep to the matter at hand, people," said Hermione brusquely. "Dougal, do you have an estimate on how much time we have before Voldemort gets through the wards." Suddenly the house shook on its very foundation. Several window-rattling shakes followed in rapid-fire succession. "Uh, I would estimate that we have no time left," said Dougal with mock solemnity. As the house shook once more, he jumped to his feet and called for Kali. "Harry, summon Malise. We need to get everyone out of here right now, and the ravens can transport us without being detected. The Dark Lord has spies in the Ministry keeping tabs on the floo network." "Forget that," said Lucius irritably. "This way is much faster." Lucius opened a portal and pushed Ron and Hermione through first, followed quickly by Severus, Remus, Draco, and Dougal. Kali quickly grabbed Nagini's cage and teleported them out of the house. Lucius and Harry were about to step into the portal when Bellatrix and Voldemort apparated into the room. Harry and Lucius immediately sent a curse flying towards Bellatrix. She managed to dodge the curse Harry sent, but Lucius' curse hit her in the center of her chest, the well-aimed Avada Kedavra killing her instantly. Voldemort hissed in fury, sending his own killing curse hurtling towards them. Harry pushed Lucius into the portal, barely managing to dodge the curse as he did. Malise, sensing her master's dangerous situation, shimmered into the air beside him, and transported him to Godric's Hollow just as a blue light hit him. Unfortunately, no one else had appeared there. "Well, that's just great," muttered Harry crossly. "Where the bloody hell did he send everyone?" Before he could say anything else, Harry suddenly collapsed to the floor, clutching his head and screaming. Malise searched for Lucius, using her bond with her master's mate, and disappeared. She didn't even attempt to communicate, simply landing on Lucius'

arm and teleporting him back to Harry. Lucius gasped in horror when he saw his beloved mate. Harry was still screaming, and he now had blood trickling from his ears, mouth, and nose. The screaming abruptly stopped as Harry's body went limp. Lucius rushed to his mate and checked for his pulse, sighing in relief when he felt the comforting thumps. "Malise, what happened?" he asked anxiously, lifting Harry into his arms. \Master was hit by a blue light just as we teleported,\ said Malise worriedly. \He seemed fine when we arrived here, but then he suddenly collapsed in pain.\ "That fucking bastard!" yelled Lucius furiously as he finally recognized the spell the Dark Lord had used on his mate. Knowing that time was of the essence, he quickly opened another portal and took Harry to Severus. They would need all of the Potion Master's skills to keep his Harry alive. He stepped into the library of the Malfoy safe house and rushed towards his bedroom, ignoring the shocked gasps and cries as he passed. He just nodded his head towards Severus, indicating that his presence would definitely be needed. ***** "Bloody hell, Lucius, it's a wonder the boy is still breathing at all," said Severus incredulously. "The 'cruciatus capita' would have killed anyone else within minutes." "I know that, Severus. Just find a way to help him," snapped Lucius, hovering around the bed worriedly. He couldn't stand to see his mate in such a condition. "I finally got the internal bleeding stopped, but it will take time for me to repair the damage," said Severus quietly, coaxing yet another potion down the nearly comatose boy's throat. "You may as well go ahead and make the preparations for the purification ritual and hope that he's awake by then. I just need to run a full diagnostic on him to make sure that nothing else is damaged." "Fine," said Lucius petulantly, still staring at his hurt mate. "I'll go let Draco know how Harry is doing. You better call me immediately when he wakes up." "Yes, yes, Lucius, now go," said Severus, waving the blonde out the door. "This is going to be a long night, brat." He sighed softly and cast a full body diagnostic spell, watching intently as the colours swirled across the elf's body. He gasped in surprise when a white light settled over Harry's abdomen. "This certainly complicates things a bit." Severus relaxed when the diagnostic showed no more signs of damage. Now they just had to wait for the potions to wear off and Harry to wake up. "Well, I guess I need to inform Lucius and Draco of this new development." Back to index

Chapter 13: Chapter 13 Author's Notes: I know I got a little carried away, but let me know what you think about this chapter. Union of Three Chapter 13 Severus took a deep breath and entered the library. He was not looking forward to giving Lucius and Draco the news. Everyone fell silent as Severus walked into the room, desperately praying for good news. Severus ignored everyone else and gestured for Lucius and Draco to follow him, ignoring the various and loud protests from the rest of the group. He led the blondes to the kitchen and poured them each a large helping of fire whiskey. They would definitely need it before he was done. "Here, you'll need this," he muttered softly, collapsing into a chair and scowling at the table as he thought about what exactly to say. "Severus, what's wrong?" asked Lucius anxiously, ignoring his drink for the moment. "You said that Harry was stable and that he'd be alright." "And that's true, Lucius, but we seem to have an unexpected problem," said Severus wearily, downing his drink in two gulps. "The contraceptive potion didn't work, Lucius. Harry is pregnant." "What?" asked Draco in a whisper. "But he has to fight the Dark Lord soon. He can't be pregnant right now." "I'm sorry, Draco, but he is indeed pregnant," said Severus softly. "I scanned him myself, and although he's only about a

week along, there's no doubt that he is with child. There's also the very possible risk that he could miscarry because of the curse the Dark Lord used on him." "Not to sound callous because Merlin knows I love Harry with every fibre of my being, but wouldn't a miscarriage be better for Harry?" asked Lucius hesitantly, staring at the wall to hide his pain-filled gaze. "If he miscarries, he would be able to fight the Dark Lord at full power because he wouldn't be using his magic to support his pregnancy." "Father?!" asked Draco incredulously. "How can you even think about that?" He just couldn't believe his father was talking about the death of their child so calmly. This was Harry's child. "Draco, I want this baby just as much as you do," said Lucius fiercely. "But we have to think about what's best for Harry. This is not the time for him to be pregnant. It will only endanger his life even more. I just want him safe." "Lucius, Draco, I understand how you both must feel right now," said Severus quietly. But we have bigger problems. A miscarriage at this point could very well kill him. He's already extremely weak because of the damage that curse caused, and a miscarriage could throw his body into shock and make it shut down completely, killing both him and the baby. Right now, all we can do is wait and see what happens." Severus took another deep breath. At the rate he was going, Lucius or Draco was going to kill him before he finished telling them the news. "Of course, that's if he wakes up at all." "What do you mean by that?" asked Draco suspiciously, glaring at his godfather. "He suffered a massive head trauma, Draco. He had bleeding from his brain. Now I repaired what damage I could, but head injuries are notoriously tricky. I can't really tell you what to expect. At the moment he's in a healing coma, but I can't guarantee that he'll ever wake up. Even if he does wake up, we're still looking at several other problems that could crop up- like amnesia, some brain damage, and possibly blindness or paralysis," said Severus evenly. "Well, what can we do now?" asked Draco softly. All he really wanted to do at the moment was to crawl into the bed with Harry and hold his mate close. He wanted Harry to wake up and tell him to quit acting like such a big baby because the Dark Lord would never defeat him. Draco felt his chest clench in pain at the mere thought of his kitten dying. He just couldn't imagine his life without Harry. The annoying Gryffindor had been such a huge part of his life over the years, and he especially didn't want to lose his love now. He stood abruptly, unable to stay away from Harry any longer. He had to reassure himself that his kitten was still alive and hadn't left him. "I'm going to see Harry." Lucius and Severus watched Draco leave with sympathetic eyes. Lucius knew exactly how his son felt and had to forcibly suppress the urge to follow after him. Looking back towards Severus, he sneered halfheartedly at the understanding in Severus' eyes. He didn't want his understanding, he wanted his mate alive and well. "You may as well proceed with the purification ritual," said Severus calmly. "Harry doesn't have to actively participate in any part of the ritual, so it shouldn't be a problem to perform. I'll go tell the others the news. You should go spend time with Draco and Harry. Lucius nodded wearily and trudged up the stairs to keep vigil by his mate's side. ***** 'Why am I always the one to bear the bad news?' Severus asked himself for the tenth time. He cautiously opened the library door and stepped into this room, immediately regretting the decision as everyone descended on him like vultures to a feast. "Is Harry all right?" asked Hermione worriedly. "Will Harry be okay?" asked Ron anxiously. "When can we see Harry?" asked Remus quickly. "Has the kitten awoken?" asked Dougal. "SHUT UP!" yelled Severus. As everyone finally fell silent, Severus huffed in annoyance. He knew there was a reason he hadn't wanted to deal with this. "Harry is stable, but he's in a healing coma. No, I don't know for sure that he will awaken, but knowing my luck, he will. He's also pregnant and we need to start on that purification ritual immediately." "He's what?!" screeched Hermione. "I thought you gave him a contraceptive potion to prevent that!" "It obviously didn't work, Miss Granger," snarled Severus irritably. "Now about that purification ritual.." "What are we going to do about You-Know-Who now that Harry's pregnant?" asked Ron impatiently. "He can't very well fight the bastard while he's pregnant." "We're working on that," said Severus. "The ritual should be performed.."

"Is he in danger of miscarrying?" asked Remus softly. "Yes, he is. His body has already suffered a massive shock, and the fetus hasn't really had time to firmly plant itself. Miscarriage is very likely," said Severus calmly. "Won't that damage the kitten even more?" asked Dougal quietly. "It could kill him," said Severus evenly. As they opened their mouths to protest again, Severus snapped. "All of you shut up and sit down. Right now there's nothing we can do about the pregnancy. We must focus on performing the purification ritual, and it must be done now. So get off your arses and start preparing the damn thing." Severus gave them one last glare and stalked out the door. He fully expected to be obeyed, and for once, he wasn't disappointed. ***** Harry was surrounded by darkness. He couldn't see even two centimeters in front of his face. "Where am I? What happened?" he asked out loud. "You're in a coma, Harry," said a voice directly behind him. Harry whirled to face the intruder but saw nothing but pitch-black emptiness. "Who are you?" he demanded angrily. "Now is that any way to treat your mother, Harry James Potter?" asked Lily archly, her body suddenly illuminated by a golden light. "Mum?" asked Harry hesitantly. "But how? Am I dying?" "No, dearest, you're in a healing coma," said Lily gently. "I've come to help prepare you for the danger to come." "You mean the battle with Voldemort?" asked Harry quietly. "Not exactly," said Lily. "Your companions are preparing to perform the purification ritual even as we speak. You must be ready for the danger ahead. You were correct in assuming that Voldemort had succeeded in infusing your body with a piece of his soul, and that soul will fight to maintain its presence here." "That's why we decided to combine three different rituals. It will be strong enough, right?" asked Harry tentatively. "That's not what you should be worried about, Harry," said Lily intently. "Your daughter is the one in danger now. Once the ritual starts, the soul will try to take over her body to survive, and your daughter will not be able to stop him. You must protect her." "My daughter?" asked Harry incredulously. "I'm pregnant?! But I took a contraceptive potion, and it was supposed to be effective for two whole weeks. How did I end up pregnant?" "Quite simply put, Severus treated you like a wizard, and you're not a wizard. He didn't realise that the potion wouldn't be effective on an elf. Our physiology reacts differently to certain herbs and potions," explained Lily. "Oh," said Harry quietly. He stared at his stomach in awe, his pregnancy finally sinking in. "I'm having a little girl." He smiled softly at the thought of a little girl with blonde hair and green eyes. Then he remembered why his mother was here. "Wait! How am I supposed to protect my daughter from old snake face?" "Come with me," said Lily, holding her hand out to Harry. Harry slowly took his mother's hand and darkness surrounded them once more. He finally saw another golden light shining faintly in the distance. As they drew closer, Harry saw a black haired man leaning over a cradle. The man suddenly looked towards them and Harry gasped in shock. "Sirius? Is it really you?" asked Harry hoarsely, throat constricting as tears gathered in his eyes at the sight of his beloved godfather. "Harry, it's good to see you, brat," said Sirius, pulling his godson into a tight hug. "I've just been checking on the newest little Potter. I can already tell that she's gonna be a handful." Harry looked into the crib and smiled at his beautiful daughter. She had black hair with one tuft of pale blonde hair at her temple. Her eyes were blue, but they showed definite signs of turning the same gorgeous grey as her father's. "She's beautiful," said Harry, completely awestruck at the tiny baby. He then noticed her ears- her pointed ears. "Uh, Mum, why does she already have pointy ears? Isn't she supposed to get those when she turns seventeen?" "She has pointy ears because both of her parents are magical creatures," said Lily calmly. "A wizard only 'inherits' a magical creature heritage when only one of their parents is a magical creature. This little darling is half Fae, one-quarter elf, and one-quarter vampire."

"Yeah, that means that damn Lucius Malfoy managed to spawn another brat," said Sirius cheerfully, yelping when Harry smacked him across the back of the head for calling his daughter a brat. "Don't talk about my daughter like that," said Harry firmly. "She's not a brat. She's a little Faerie princess. She's also one of those 'damn Malfoys' so get over it." A strong wind suddenly blew across them, chilling the room significantly. "It's time, Harry. Be prepared," said Lily gravely. ***** Hermione drew the ritual circle around Harry's bed and set out all the ritual tools. She then created a barrier around the circle and charmed Harry's side of the barrier to act as a sweat lodge. As the heat steadily grew, Severus hovered to the side to scan regularly to make sure Harry didn't suffer any bad reactions. After an hour, Hermione disabled the barrier and cast several cleaning and drying charms over Harry and the bed. Now it was time for soul purification. This part of the ritual was a combined Druidism and Sorcery ritual. Draco placed a bell branch over Harry's bed while Lucius used the lime oil to anoint Harry's forehead and nose, heart, and stomach. When Lucius stepped away, Severus lit the curry powder incense and the Frankincense and Myrrh candles. They each took a position around the ritual circle and began chanting, starting with the Druid's chant and ending with a strong purification spell. They were halfway through when Harry's body began to convulse. Blinking back tears, they determinedly kept chanting. ***** Just as suddenly as the air turned cold, a wave of heat blasted through the room, steadily getting hotter and hotter until Harry was panting and had sweat rolling steadily down his face. "I guess this.. would be the.. Shamanist ritual," panted Harry wryly. After thirty minutes of the sweltering heat, his hair was completely soaked and all he could do was lie on the floor and try to breathe. "Just a little while longer, Harry," said Lily soothingly, sitting comfortably beside the cradle completely unaffected by the heat. "You're friends aren't taking any chances with your life, are they? Shamanist practices aren't used very often in this part of the world. Someone did a very thorough job in their research." "Hermi.. one.. always.. does," gasped Harry. "She certainly does," said Sirius fondly. Like Lily and the baby, he was also completely unaffected by the heat. "She's like a sponge, soaking up all knowledge that she passes." Harry panted and sweated through another thirty minutes of the intense heat before suddenly the heat was gone and his body tingled all over. Looking down, he saw no traces of sweat or moisture. He then felt an oily finger trail from his forehead to the tip of his nose, and again across his heart and stomach. "What the..?" asked Harry, jumping at the unexpected contact. Lily walked over to Harry and swiped her finger across the oily substance, lifting her finger to her nose curiously. "Ooh, lime oil. That's a very good choice. Not only does it have strong purification properties, it also has strong protection properties as well," said Lily, sniffing the oil delicately. "How much longer?" asked Harry, absently rubbing his chest and stomach. Just then a loud roar echoed through the room. Harry whirled at the sound and saw a Dementor-like creature coming towards them. Harry pulled his wand and rushed towards the creature, determined to protect his daughter from this vile creation. He sent several stupefy spells hurtling towards the creature, but the interloper managed to dodge everything Harry threw at it. Praying desperately for something that would be effective against the creature, Harry smiled when a familiar sword appeared in his hand. Harry raised the sword against the creature, but before he could thrust it into the creature's chest, a ghostly hand plunged into his chest, squeezing his heart painfully. The creature hissed as the protection oil burned its arm, but still managed to keep its grip on the pulsating organ. Harry slowly lifted the sword, feeling weaker every second that passed, and stabbed the creature in the chest. The creature howled in agony, ripping his arm out of Harry's chest, and exploded. Harry smirked triumphantly and passed out from exhaustion. Lily and Sirius ran to Harry, deathly afraid that he hadn't made it. They both sighed in relief when they heard the steady beat of his heart. A bed appeared by the cradle, and Sirius lifted the unconscious elf and placed him on the bed. "I'm so proud of you, Harry," whispered Lily, kissing her son on the forehead. "I love you so much. Be happy and take care of my granddaughter." With one last kiss to Harry's cheek, Lily disappeared into the darkness. "I'm proud of you, too. Even if you are with those damn Malfoys," said Sirius quietly. He glanced down at the baby and couldn't help but smile. She really was an adorable little thing. "I do have to admit that Lucius can make some beautiful

babies, though. You take care of that little girl, and just remember that I'm always with you. I love you, pup." Sirius smiled sadly and also disappeared into the darkness. ***** Lucius almost had a heart attack when Harry suddenly went limp on the bed. He started to step towards his mate, noticing vaguely that Draco was doing the same, when Remus grabbed his arm and shook his head frantically. Seeing that Severus had also stopped Draco, Lucius resumed his chanting. As they chanted, Harry suddenly arched his back, mouth open in a silent scream, and a black misty cloud streamed from his mouth before simply exploding into nothingness. Harry's body once more went completely limp. Severus immediately rushed over to check his vitals with Lucius and Draco hovering anxiously. "Well?" Lucius demanded impatiently when Severus didn't say anything immediately. "He's just asleep, Lucius," said Severus, smiling slightly. "He'll be fine. Just let him rest for a while." "Oh, thank Merlin," whispered Draco, closing his eyes in relief. Lucius and Draco ushered everyone out the room, and then stripped down to their boxers and climbed into the bed with their mate. Lucius immediately pulled Harry into his arms, smiling gently when Harry purred softly and cuddled closer to the blonde. Draco simply scooted over until he was practically plastered to Harry's back and dropped off to sleep, basking in his mate's warmth. Lucius placed a gentle kiss on Harry's lips and fell asleep with a contented smile on his face. Back to index

Chapter 14: Chapter 14 Author's Notes: Beta- Sonya Union of Three Chapter 14 Harry awoke nestled snugly between two blondes. Purring drowsily, he nuzzled his face into the fall of blonde hair in front of him and smiled sleepily when he felt the blonde behind him do the same. He started to stretch but quickly rethought that idea when every muscle in his body protested the movement. Harry suddenly became aware of the pressing need to relieve his bladder and slowly untangled himself from his mates' grasp. His legs felt weak and unsteady as he crawled from the bed and stood on his own. He wobbled carefully to the bathroom, wincing with every step he took. Harry washed his hands and stared at his reflection, searching his features for some sign of change from his pregnancy. He wasn't very surprised to see how pale he'd become, and the dark circles under his eyes gave testimony to the exhaustion he that felt even now. "Remind me to never get hit with that particular curse ever again. Oh, and don't ever let a Dark Lord turn you into a Horcrux ever again. It's hell on the body," Harry muttered sarcastically to his reflection. His reflection just smirked and arched an eyebrow, so Harry ignored the reflection and hobbled over to the bath. Turning on the water, he searched the shelves for the bath salts to add to the water. "Aha," he said softly, pouring a generous amount into his steamy bath. He climbed into the bath, sighing delightedly as his muscles quit screaming at him. As Harry relaxed in his bath, he thought about his recent meeting with his mother and Sirius. He still couldn't quite believe that he'd gotten to see and speak to his mother again. He was a little saddened to realise that she only ever appeared when his life was in danger and he was in no position to enjoy the experience. The last time he'd seen her was when his and Voldemort's wands had connected during their duel. Seeing Sirius had hit Harry hard. On one hand, he was totally overjoyed that he'd gotten to speak to godfather one last time, but on the other hand, Sirius' absence was felt even more strongly now. Of all the loved ones he'd lost, Sirius was probably the one he missed the most. Sirius had been his saving grace, his beacon of hope, the one bright light in a life full of darkness. It had almost destroyed Harry when he saw the man fall through the veil and realised that something so simple had in fact killed his beloved godfather. Only his fierce determination to destroy Voldemort so that the snake-faced bastard couldn't hurt another loved one kept Harry from giving up. Harry's thoughts turned to his daughter. He smiled and rubbed his stomach as he remembered his first glimpse of his little Faerie princess. He was still amazed that this tiny life was growing within his body, and his determination to protect his little girl only fueled his resolution to destroy Voldemort completely. Harry absolutely refused to even consider the notion that his parents' murderer would win the war because now Harry truly had something to fight for, and that made all the difference. Content with his resolutions, Harry relaxed in his bath, dozing lightly as the water worked its magic on his overtaxed body, blissfully unaware of the havoc his absence had created.

***** Severus muttered to himself the whole way up the stairs to Harry's bedroom. He checked on Harry twice a day to monitor his progress and feed him the nutrient potion with a dose of Lucius and Draco's blood in it, and twice a day everyone asked him when Harry would awaken. It didn't matter how many times he told them he didn't know- they still continued to ask. He even told them that the brat just needed time to recover and sleep was the most effective way for that to happen, but to no avail. "But it's already been three days. Shouldn't he be awake by now?" whined Severus mockingly, mimicking the incessant protests he'd heard the past three days. "I hate it for them, but it could be another three days before the brat's ready to wake up." Severus knocked on the door and waited for a reply. After several seconds of silence, he slowly opened the door and peered cautiously around the edge. He frowned when he didn't immediately see the messy mop of black hair and crept closer to the bed. Severus groaned, seeing the empty space between Lucius and Draco, and scanned the room quickly for any sign of the missing brunette. Them room was totally silent except for the slow, even breathing of the two sleeping blondes on the bed. "Lucius, wake up," said Severus, shaking Lucius' shoulder firmly. He rolled his eyes when Lucius simply batted his hand away and rolled over. "Harry's missing." "What?" asked Lucius sleepily, attempting to pull Harry closer to him. He bolted upright with panic when he didn't feel his mate in the bed with him. "Where's Harry?" "That's why I woke you," said Severus, rolling his eyes in exasperation. "Harry's not in the room. He wasn't here when I came to check on him." "Draco, get up," snapped Lucius, smacking Draco on the head. Draco jerked awake and glared at Lucius for waking him so rudely. Lucius just ignored the glare and quickly pulled on his trousers. When Draco didn't get out of the bed immediately, Lucius forcibly pulled him from the bed despite the indignant squawks the move provoked. "Harry's gone. Don't you want to find him?" "What do you mean Harry's gone? He was right here in the bed with us," said Draco incredulously, looking at the bed as though he couldn't believe that Harry wasn't there sleeping soundly. "Get dressed so you can help us find him," snapped Lucius impatiently, throwing a pair of trousers to the dazed blonde. "We have to find him," whispered Draco, looking a little lost. "We just got him back. He was supposed to wake up any day, and now he's just gone." "We'll find him, son," said Lucius determinedly. He would destroy the person who had taken his mate from him. ***** The news of Harry's disappearance did not go over so well. Ron immediately accused Lucius and Draco of failing to protect his best friend and stormed from the room. Hermione glared at the two blondes and informed them that she would search the second floor for her friend. "Well, that went better than I expected," said Lucius wryly. "I don't think he's left the house," said Remus quietly, sniffing the air for Harry's familiar scent. "Maybe he woke up on his own." "I could always send Kali to find him and bring him here," offered Dougal with a smirk. "Fuck, why didn't I think of that?" asked Lucius, smacking himself on the forehead. He quickly opened a portal and disappeared through it. Draco quickly followed suit and opened his own portal. "You know something don't you?" asked Remus, staring at Dougal. The vampire had smirked the entire time Lucius and Draco were in the room as if he knew the secrets to the universe. "I knew the moment Harry woke," said Dougal smugly. "The kitten has an amazing amount of power, and I've gotten to where I can tell the difference between his resting power and active power." "And you didn't tell Lucius and Draco this?" asked Severus curiously. "It's amusing to see the haughty Malfoys so flustered, and they only do that when it involves Harry," said Dougal with a teasing grin. *****

Lucius stepped out of the portal and found himself in the bathroom connecting to his bedroom. He saw a glimpse of disheveled black hair and hurried in that direction. Harry was dozing peacefully in the bath, and from the feel of the cool water, he'd been there for quite a while. "He's been in here the whole time, hasn't he?" asked Draco quietly, startling Lucius with sudden appearance. Lucius hadn't even noticed that Draco was in the room, his entire focus being on the sleeping brunette. "I imagine he has," said Lucius wryly. "He's probably been asleep in here the entire time we were frantically searching for him, completely oblivious to the panic he created." "Well, if he's just going to sleep some more, we may as well put him back in the bed," said Draco, grabbing a towel to wrap around Harry. Lucius lifted Harry from the bath while Draco quickly dried the sleeping boy and wrapped a dry towel around the brunette. Harry woke from his nap as Lucius carried him towards the bed. "I don't wanna go back to bed," whined Harry, rubbing his eyes sleepily. "I wanna stay right here. Is comfy." He rubbed his cheek and nose against Lucius' chest like the kitten he was nicknamed, feeling safe, warm, and comfortable in his mate's arms. Lucius simply melted at the admission. He sat in the armchair in front of the fireplace and smiled as Harry curled on his lap contentedly. "Why didn't you wake us when you got up, kitten?" asked Lucius quietly, stroking Harry's back soothingly. "We were afraid something had happened to you." "I just needed to use the loo," said Harry sheepishly. "I was going to come right back, but then I thought that a bath would help ease my sore muscles. Of course, then I fell asleep. Just how did my muscles get so sore in the first place? Was it that curse Voldemort hit me with? And just what was that curse? I've never seen it before." "The 'cruciatus capitas,'" said Lucius gravely. "The Dark Lord created this variation of the cruciatus curse to specifically target the brain. Unlike the original cruciatus, the cruciatus capitas has a set time limit- one minute. When I brought you here, you had massive internal bleeding to the brain and had already slipped into a coma. Severus repaired what damage he could, but there was nothing we could do about the coma." "Geez, it's a wonder I'm still living," said Harry, horrified to realise just how close he'd come to dying once again because of that snake-faced bastard. "I guess that's why you went ahead with the purification ritual. You weren't sure when I would wake up and we're kinda short on time, right?" "Yes, and that's another reason your muscles are so sore," said Draco quietly. "I hope you know you almost gave me a heart attack. We were about halfway through the purification chant when you went into convulsions. Then you just went motionless. We thought you had died when suddenly you arched your back, and this black mist came out of your mouth and exploded. After that, you fell into a deep sleep and have been that way for the last three days. I was beginning to think you would never wake up." "I saw my mother and Sirius while I was in the coma," whispered Harry, twisting his hands together nervously. "They helped me defeat Voldemort's soul when he tried to take over my daughter's body." "Daughter? How did you..? How the hell did you know you were pregnant, and how do you know it's a daughter?" asked Draco, staring at Harry incredulously. "You mean you actually had to fight against Voldemort while we were doing the purification ritual?" Lucius demanded, overriding Draco's excited babble. "Yes," said Harry softly. "He almost managed to defeat me when he started squeezing my heart, but I was able to stab him in the chest with the Gryffindor sword before he could kill me. Then he just exploded." "That must have been why you went into convulsions," said Lucius, hugging Harry closer as the reality of his kitten's near death experience sank in. "Then this black misty substance came out of your mouth and exploded in the room. So, while we were fighting out here, you were fighting in here," he said, stroking over Harry's heart. "You are truly amazing." "Daughter?" prompted Draco, feeling a little left out. "Mum showed her to me," said Harry, smiling gently at the memory. "She's going to be absolutely gorgeous. She'll have my black hair with a tuft of pale blonde right at her temple, but she'll have the Malfoy grey eyes. Oh, and she'll have pointy ears when she's born." "A little girl," said Lucius huskily. "It's the first Malfoy girl we've had in the family for generations. Now we'll have to think of the perfect name." "I was thinking about Taryn Odette Malfoy," Harry interjected. "What do you think?" "I think I love you more than life itself, and Taryn Odette Malfoy is absolutely perfect," said Lucius simply, pressing a

gently kiss to Harry's lips. "My turn," said Draco, pulling Harry into his arms. He settled into the chair with Harry and rubbed the brunette's belly with rapt fascination. "I can't believe our little girl is growing in there." "What if it's Lucius' daughter?" asked Harry hesitantly, knowing full well that she was. "Doesn't matter," said Draco instantly. "She's a Malfoy regardless. She'll just have two blonde daddies and a beautiful brunette mum." "Hey!" yelped Harry, glaring at Draco. "I am not now nor have I ever been a female. She'll just have two fathers and a daddy." "Nope, that's not the way it works," said Draco teasingly. "You're giving birth to her, so technically, you are in fact her mother. And you make such a gorgeous mother, too. I can't wait until you're further along with a cute little rounded belly." "You are absolutely insane. You know that, don't you?" asked Harry dryly. "Only you would look forward to your mate getting fat." "That's just not true," said Lucius, joining the conversation. "I, too, look forward to seeing you rounded with my child." "Really?" asked Harry softly. "Harry, we love you. We'll continue to love you no matter what," said Draco, lifting Harry's face and kissing his mate. It had been too long since he'd gotten to hold Harry like this- four days in fact. The kiss quickly deepened, becoming more and more heated with every second with tongues rubbing together and dueling for dominance. Lucius, who had been watching the heated kiss, was becoming uncomfortably aroused and decided it was time for him to join in the fun. They were going to have to be careful, though, because Harry was still a little weak. But that's okay. He was more than willing to do most of the work. Lucius stood and stepped closer to Harry and Draco, stepping out of his trousers as he did. Pulling Harry's face towards him and ignoring Draco's growl as his kiss was interrupted, Lucius kissed the dazed brunette demandingly. Before Draco could protest further, Lucius lifted Harry into his arms and sat back in the armchair, pulling off Harry's towel along the way. "Hmmm," purred Harry as Lucius licked the point of his ear, shivering as the pleasure just rushed to his cock. He moaned softly when Lucius tugged on his right nipple, watching as Draco finally got tired of being left out. Draco almost ripped his pants in his haste to remove the offending clothing. Of course, it didn't help that his attention was focused entirely on Harry. He couldn't help but watch. His mate was simply breathtaking when he was all flushed with passion. Draco finally tossed his trousers in the corner and fell to his knees before Harry, burying his face in the brunette's stomach and kissing the flesh housing the newest Malfoy. "I missed this, kitten," said Lucius, sliding a lubricated finger into Harry's tight entrance. "Missed the way you gasp and moan as I thrust into your deliciously tight body.." He added another finger, smiling feral as Harry gasped at the increased fullness and rocked against the invading fingers. "- how you scream my name as I pound your little pleasure button relentlessly.." Lucius added a third finger and jabbed Harry's prostate, eliciting a scream as a jolt of pleasure rushed through his body. "- how your body ripples around my cock when you finally succumb to your release." Harry positively howled when Draco swallowed his dick to the root and came, body tightening to the point of pain around Lucius' still thrusting fingers. Lucius, not giving Harry any time to come down from his pleasure high, pulled out his fingers and replaced them with a hard thrust of his cock, burying his dick to the root in Harry's still clenching arse. He grasped both of Harry's thighs, holding the brunette's legs high and wide, and lunged forcefully into his kitten's helplessly open body. Draco watched with lust filled eyes as he fisted his aching dick to the same rhythm Lucius was thrusting into their mate. He couldn't hold back anymore when Harry reached down and wrapped his hand around his leaking cock. Draco threw his head back and shouted Harry's name, his semen splashing onto Harry's heaving stomach and trembling thighs. Of course, the sight of Harry covered with his seed got him hard as a steel pike in no time at all. He brushed Harry's hand away and licked the boy's stomach clean of his semen. "Gods, Draco," gasped Harry, burying his hands in Draco's hair. He suddenly pulled Draco away from his stomach and pulled him into a deep kiss, thrusting his tongue eagerly into Draco's mouth. Breaking the kiss with a loud moan, Harry buried his face in Draco's neck as Lucius pounded his prostate with ruthless precision. He suddenly buried his fangs in Draco's neck, causing the blonde to howl and cum once more. At the first taste of Draco's blood on his tongue, Harry growled and came, arse clenching around Lucius' thrusting shaft, causing him to roar and lunge harder as he spilled his seed into the warm depths of his mate's body. Harry finally pulled his fangs out of Draco's neck, licking the blood off his lips. "Well, I feel better now. Anyone up for seconds?" asked Harry, smiling cheekily at his mates' disbelieving looks.

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Chapter 15: Chapter 15 Author's Notes: Beta-Sonya Union of Three Chapter 15 Harry was positively glowing when he finally emerged from his bedroom. He was almost thrumming with energy and vitality, shocking his other housemates. The last they'd seen of Harry, he was lying motionless in a deep sleep and recovering from a destructive curse. They couldn't believe that Harry was in such good health after so short a time. "Hi, guys," said Harry cheerfully, walking into the kitchen and sniffing the air eagerly. He nearly drooled when he saw the various items of food displayed on the table. "Oh, thank Merlin. I'm about to starve." Proving his point, he loaded his plate high and devoured his breakfast enthusiastically. Hermione and Ron could only stare at the sheer amount of food Harry managed to put away before he was finally satisfied. Before they could remark on the uncharacteristic appetite, though, Lucius and Draco walked into the room, looking thoroughly shagged and content. Well, that solved that riddle. Ron looked completely scandalized while Hermione quickly ducked her head to hide a smile. "I see you found your missing kitten," drawled Dougal slyly. "And just where were you hiding, kitten?" "I fell asleep in the bath," muttered Harry, blushing bright red. "So, what have I missed?" "You mean besides the absolute chaos you caused by falling asleep in the bath?" asked Severus sarcastically. "I meant more along the lines of 'Did you perform the purification spell on Nagini?' and 'Did it work?' if you did," said Harry calmly. "We have a war to win, and I don't know about you, but I have major incentive to destroy that snake-faced bastard. I want my little girl to be safe, and that's not likely to happen while Voldemort still lives." "Little girl, Harry?" asked Hermione softly. "I figured you would want a son for your first child." "It's not a matter of wanting one or the other, Hermione. I'm having a daughter," said Harry calmly. "We've even decided on a name for her- Taryn Odette Malfoy." "How can you be sure it's a girl, though?" asked Hermione curiously. "Because I've seen her, Hermione," said Harry simply. "Mum and Sirius showed her to me while I was in the coma." "But, Harry, that wasn't real," said Hermione sympathetically. "Hermione, not to be rude or anything, but yes it was real," said Harry firmly. "Just because you didn't see what happened, doesn't mean it didn't. I had to protect my daughter because Voldemort's soul fragment was going to try and take over her body during the purification ritual. I managed to stab it in the chest, but not before he stuck a fist in my own chest and started squeezing my heart. From what Luc and Draco told me, I went into convulsions when that happened. Are you still going to tell me it's all in my imagination?" "So, is the brat Lucius or Draco's?" asked Severus snidely. Lucius punched Severus in the jaw. "My daughter is not a brat. Taryn is a Malfoy, and you'd best start treating her like it." It was a good thing Dougal had those vampire reflexes because Remus lunged at Lucius, fully intending on dealing out bodily harm to the blonde, when the man had punched his mate. Werewolves were just as protective of their mates as the Fae were. "Well, I guess that answers my question," muttered Severus, rubbing his sore jaw and glaring at Lucius. "She's not even born yet, and you're already defending her honour." He moved quickly to Remus' side to soothe his angry mate and keep the werewolf from tearing his friend limb from limb. "Okay, so back to my original topic," said Harry irritably. "Like I said, we have a war to win, and we only have a short time to do so. I am not going to be fighting that maniac while I am six months pregnant." "That would be impossible anyway," said Dougal gleefully. "Elves only have a gestation period of five months. So do the Fae, for that matter."

"Whatever, Dougal. You know what I mean. I want to give birth to Taryn in a safe environment, thus Voldemort needs to be destroyed now so that that can happen. Any ideas on how to do this? Where is his base location? How strong are his wards? How many Death Eaters are present and when?" asked Harry. "Do we know anyone that can give us this information?" "Tynan can probably give us the information," said Dougal calmly. "I thought that the Korbin vampires were traitors and would be killed on sight," said Harry, staring at Dougal in confusion. "Tynan is not a Korbin. He was born into the Ormand clan, but his family was killed when he was an infant and left orphaned. My father found him and brought him home to raise as a Korbin," said Dougal quietly. "The Dark Lord doesn't know that Tynan is a member of my clan because he doesn't bear a raven tattoo. In fact, several Ormand vampires have formed an alliance with the Dark Lord, and he believes that Tynan is just one of them." "Dougal, you find out what Tynan knows and report back to me," said Harry firmly. Dougal just nodded and summoned Kali, disappearing with his raven. "Remus, you try and find out how much of the werewolf community is aiding Voldemort's side. Be back by the end of the week. Just tell Lucius where you need to go and he'll open a portal for you. You can floo back, but the floo network will only be open from 4:00-5:00 Friday afternoon, so don't be late." Remus gave Lucius the location and determinedly stepped through the portal Lucius provided. "Severus, you may as well start stocking up on healing potions and the like. I have a feeling we'll need them." Severus glared balefully at Harry but obediently went to the lab he'd set up during Harry's coma and started the required potions. "Lucius, you get to see if you can round up a few Fae allies. You also have a week." Lucius pulled Harry into a tight hug, kissing the brunette hungrily, before opening another portal and disappearing into it. "What about us, Harry?" asked Ron, feeling left out. "We are going to do a little research and a little training," said Harry, leading them all to the library. "The Black library would probably have better resources on offensive curses, but unfortunately, that option is not available to us. We do, however, have the Potter library, which was stocked by two experienced Aurors. Hermione, you research shielding spells and wards, especially how to get through them. Ron, you're in charge of finding new defense spells. Draco, you will be searching for offensive spells. I will be researching blood magic. So let's get started." Godric's Hollow was relatively silent for the next four hours. Severus stayed in his potion's lab, while the four teenagers researched endlessly on the topic they were assigned. Amazingly enough, Slytherins and Gryffindors really could work well together. ***** Dougal stormed through Korbin castle in search of a certain blonde vampire. He finally found Tynan in the library, reading quietly. "Tynan, I need a report on the Dark Lord's whereabouts. Is he still at Riddle Manor?" "No, Master Korbin," said Tynan softly. "He moved his headquarters to Grimmauld Place after he successfully drove the rest of you out." "Has he changed the wards?" asked Dougal. "Yes," said Tynan. "He placed blood wards around Grimmauld Place. Only family and those the Dark Lord has added can pass through the wards." "Whose been added?" asked Dougal. "Lestrange, Avery, Pettigrew, Parkinson, Crabbe, and Goyle," said Tynan. "He has to physically lower the wards to allow anyone else to enter, and he only does that for the meetings. He also added wards that make Fae magic useless, so your brother-in-law won't be able to open a portal into the house." "Damn, that complicates things a bit," muttered Dougal. "What about Kali? Could she get through?" "No," said Tynan hesitantly. "He killed Devon and used his blood to keep Korbin vampires from teleporting there." "Fuck, he certainly did his research this time," growled Dougal. "How many Death Eaters does he have guarding Grimmauld Place? And when is the next meeting?" "He only has six Death Eaters at Grimmauld Place on a permanent basis," said Tynan. "The next meeting isn't until Saturday." "What did the bastard do with Devon's body? Were you able to bring him home for a proper burial?" asked Dougal. "No, Master Korbin. The Dark Lord stabbed him through the heart and cut off his head. Once he'd finished bleeding him out, he incinerated the body and sent the head back as a warning. His mate took care of the rest," said Tynan sadly.

"Thanks, Tynan. Be careful. The war is officially about to begin," said Dougal quietly. ***** Remus stepped out of the portal and sniffed the air, inhaling the scent of the surrounding forest and the faint scent of wolf. He walked towards the lake he'd found the last time he was here, almost quivering in anticipation of seeing his brethren again. Despite his disgust at the werewolves who had joined Voldemort's cause, Remus couldn't help but enjoy his time with those who understood what he went through every month. Although Harry and Severus loved him and supported him through his time of need, they could never really understand the sheer agony he felt with each transformation or the exhilaration he felt as he ran through the forest in his wolf form. Remus finally reached the lake and saw the very person he wanted to see. "Nalani, I'm glad I found you. Where's the rest of the pack?" asked Remus cheerfully, hugging the girl enthusiastically. She was one of the younger members of the pack at age nineteen, but she usually acted far more mature than anyone else her age. She reminded him a lot of Harry because Nalani had seen just as much pain in her short life as Harry had and thrived in spite of the hardship. "Remus, you're back," said Nalani warmly. She was glad to see Remus again. After he had left last month, the aggressive werewolves wanting to join Voldemort's cause while the rest wanted to stay out of the war entirely. They had enough discrimination to deal with without causing even more problems. "I'm glad you got back in time. I was afraid you would be too late." "Too late for what?" asked Remus quizzically. He had a bad feeling about this. "The rest of the pack is moving," said Nalani sadly. "After you left, about fifteen pack members decided to join the Dark Lord. The rest of the pack decided to relocate to avoid any 'unpleasant skirmishes resulting from this dispute' and we leave tomorrow. You are coming with us, right?" "I can't, Nalani," said Remus remorsefully. "My godson is Harry Potter, and I have to be there for him. Especially now that he carries a pup." "Oh my goodness, Harry Potter is your godson? Why didn't you ever tell me?" asked Nalani, feeling a bit betrayed. After all the trust she'd placed in Remus, he had kept this secret from her. "Nalani, I didn't tell anyone. Harry's life is in constant danger while Voldemort lives, and the fact that he is my godson also makes me a target. What do you think the werewolves who joined Voldemort would have done if they had known my relationship to Harry?" asked Remus reasonably. Nalani looked away and remained silent. "They would have taken me straight to Voldemort to lure my godson into their hands, that's what." "You're right," whispered Nalani. "You should go, Remus. The elders are a bit angry with you at the moment. They blame you for the dissention among the pack. I guess they thought that if you hadn't mentioned anything, they wouldn't have lost part of the pack for this useless war." She stepped up to Remus and placed a chaste kiss on his lips. "I had hoped that you would choose me as your mate, but I see that you've already chosen someone else. Be happy, Remus. We'll meet again someday." Hugging Remus quickly, she turned and ran into the night, crying as her dreams were shattered with the presence of the mating mark on Remus' neck. "Bye, Nalani," said Remus quietly, watching the young werewolf run away. He turned and left, having gotten the information he was seeking. Now, he just had to get back by the end of the week to give Harry his report. ***** Lucius entered the castle and kneeled before the queen. "Queen Lisselle, I humbly beg for aid against the Dark Lord Voldemort," he said formally, keeping his head respectfully bowed. "Lucius, it has been quite sometime since I've seen you," said Queen Lisselle quietly. "I believe you were twenty at the time. Why should I bother to aid you in this war when you haven't bothered to grace us with your presence in over fifteen years?" "Queen Lisselle, my mate is Harry Potter and his role is crucial to the war," said Lucius diffidently. "He also carries my child, and I fear for his safety." "Harry Potter is the Saviour of the Wizarding World," scoffed Lisselle. "He's defeated this Dark Lord once before, I'm sure he can do so once again. Besides, the child he carries is a half breed and no use to us." "Harry is half elf, half vampire. Our child will be very powerful, half-breed or not," said Lucius with a hint of anger. "Have you contacted the elves? They may be more willing to help the boy since he is one of them. I, however, am not inclined to help at this moment. Unless you can give me a better reason?" asked Lisselle mockingly. "Do you know how I can find Aracely and Urian Evenstar?" asked Lucius softly. If he couldn't get the queen bitch to offer aide, then he would certainly appeal to Harry's grandparents. Of course, Harry didn't know that he was going to ask them

anyway because he didn't know that Lucius even knew his grandparents' names. Lucius had found out by accident when he'd found the letter from Lily while Harry was in a coma. "Why do you need to find them?" asked Lisselle curiously. "They are Harry's grandparents, and like you said, they may be more willing to help since he is one of them," said Lucius, biting back a sarcastic retort. "Well now, I do believe I may have to reassess my decision," said Lisselle musingly. "After all, it would be bad form to ignore a cry for help from a fellow nobleman, wouldn't it. If I did that, it would completely destroy the truce we have with the elves, and that is just not a viable option at this time." Lucius was totally confused by her quiet rambling, but it sounded like she was willingly to help so he would just go with it. "Gabriel, take Lucius to the elfin castle and come back immediately. Once you get back, I want you to summon twenty archers and twenty swordsmen. You will be aiding our ally, Harry Potter, grandson of Lady Aracely Evenstar." "Yes, my queen," said Gabriel, bowing low before the queen. Barely giving Lucius a glance, he opened a portal and gestured for the blonde to proceed. Lucius once again stepped out of a portal and found himself in another castle. He silently followed Gabriel into a room, immediately noticing the beautiful elf sitting in the room. He noticed her, not for her beauty, but for her green eyes- the same emerald green as his beloved mate. This must be Aracely Evenstar. "Lady Evenstar?" asked Lucius with uncharacteristic hesitance. "Oh, you must be Lucius," said Aracely with a warm smile. "I've been waiting a long time for you to arrive. In answer to the question you have come to ask, yes, I will provide aid for my grandson. He will need all the help he can get to win this war, but I believe he will triumph in the end." As Lucius just stared at her in silence, she laughed lightly. "I am the royal seer for King Athelly. I saw this meeting seventeen years ago on the day my grandson was born." "Thank you, Lady Evenstar," said Lucius quietly, a feeling of profound relief at the elf's subtle reassurances. "You have my heartfelt gratitude." "After the war, Lucius, you must bring Harry, Draco, and Taryn for a visit. I would like to get to know my grandson. We've never had an elf/vampire hybrid before. We tend to be natural enemies. And for him to be mated to two powerful Fae just makes him even more intriguing," said Aracely. "I'll be expecting you so don't take too long." "You have my word, my lady," said Lucius with a smile. "We have many arrangements to make, so I'll have Syndal prepare a room for you," said Aracely, hiding a smile at Lucius' quickly covered look of dismay. He hadn't wanted to spend the night away from his mate, especially so soon after Harry woke. "No need to worry, your son will take care of his mate," she said, subtly reminding the blonde that Draco needed time with Harry as well. "I would be honoured to stay, my lady," said Lucius, bowing respectfully and following Syndal from the room ***** "I'm tired of research," whined Ron, slamming his book closed. "It's been four hours and I'm hungry. Can't we take a break and eat?" "Are you cooking?" asked Hermione, arching an eyebrow questioningly. "Not hardly," muttered Ron. "Harry, can you ask Malise to take me to the Burrow? Mum will feed me for sure." "Oh, that's a great idea," said Hermione eagerly, feeling a bit hungry herself. "Please, Harry?" "Only if you plan to bring us something to eat," said Harry sternly. "Okay!" they said in unison. Harry just rolled his eyes and summoned Malise, asking her to take the starving duo to the Burrow and wait to bring them back. As soon as they were gone, Harry sighed and stretched, wincing as several joints popped from being immobile for so long. "Hey, Draco, you ready to take a break? I could use some tea right now," asked Harry quietly, watching the blonde stand and stretch. Draco didn't bother to answer. After all, actions spoke far louder than words. He simply pounced on his mate, dragging him to the library floor and proceeded to divest his kitten of all clothing, leaving him gorgeously nude. Keeping Harry pinned to the floor, he stripped his own clothes in record time and settled comfortably on top of his mate. "Draco, what are you doing? We're in the library and I'm thirsty," asked Harry, trying to push Draco off of him. Of course,

he wasn't trying very hard because Draco's bare flesh felt heavenly against his own. Draco just smirked and thrust against Harry, making the brunette moan as their naked cocks rubbed together. He kissed and nibbled his way down Harry's throat, leaving vivid love bites along the way, on his journey towards his mate's chest. Finally reaching his destination, Draco lightly pinched and tugged Harry's right nipple while he licked and sucked the left one. "D-draco," gasped Harry, bucking against Draco as a jolt of pleasure shot straight to his dick. He wrapped his legs around the blonde's waist for more leverage and thrust firmly against his mate. "Fuck, Harry," moaned Draco, unlocking Harry's legs and holding them wide. "Gods, you're beautiful." Keeping the brunette's legs held open, Draco swirled his tongue around Harry's navel, teasingly dipping into the hollow. He moved down further and licked the length of Harry's dick, lapping the oozing drips of fluid drooling down the shaft with relish. Harry moaned and thrust up slightly, but Draco just moved lower and pulled one of the heavy testicles into his mouth. "Draco!" shouted Harry, shuddering in pleasure as his orgasm crept closer. "In me, Draco. Please." "Hmmm," purred Draco, releasing the testicle with a loud smack. "I can do that." Instead of the expected finger, Draco's tongue swiped across his pucker. Harry moaned loudly and tried to buck against Draco's wicked tongue, but Draco simply opened him wider and ate at the rosette hungrily. He just couldn't get enough of his mate's taste, thrusting his tongue into the tight channel hungrily. "Oh fuck, Draco," sobbed Harry, desperately needing release but unable to get enough friction to push him over the edge. "Please fuck me, baby. I need you so badly. I need that thick cock splitting me open. Oh gods, please." Draco reluctantly pulled his tongue out of Harry's arse and thrust two fingers into the saliva soaked passage. Harry moaned and begged for more, sobbing in relief as Draco removed his fingers and thrust his engorged cock into the barely prepared channel with one fierce plunge. Harry screamed as Draco's first thrust unerringly hit his prostate. "Yesss," growled Harry, pulling Draco down into a hungry, almost savage, kiss. "I love you, Draco." "I love you, too," gasped Draco, speeding his thrusts and slamming his dick into Harry. Wrapping Harry's legs around his waist, Draco grasped his mate's neglected cock and stroked to the same furious rhythm his dick was pounding into the brunette's body. Harry screamed and tensed, spilling his seed between them and arse clenching tightly around Draco's pistoning shaft. Draco thrust twice more and came with a howl as Harry buried his fangs in the blonde's throat. Harry pulled his fangs free and lapped contentedly at the wound, feeling completely replete. Draco reluctantly withdrew from Harry's body and collapsed beside him, struggling to catch his breath. Harry immediately curled against the blonde and dozed off. "You should probably take him to bed," said Severus from the doorway, startling Draco, who was also on the verge of sleep. The look on his face was unreadable, but inside he could feel himself softening towards the elf. He'd clearly seen the love Harry felt for his godson, and he couldn't help but be affected by it. "Yeah, I wouldn't want to traumatize the Weasel any further," said Draco teasingly, grabbing his robes and draping them over Harry. Disregarding his own nudity, Draco lifted Harry into his arms and carried him up to bed. Back to index

Chapter 16: Chapter 16 Author's Notes: Beta-Sonya Union of Three Chapter 16 Harry bounced into the kitchen and smiled cheerfully at Ron, Hermione, and Dougal. Hermione and Dougal smiled back, but Ron simply glowered at the cheerful brunette. "Someone's in a good mood today," said Hermione. "Where's Draco?" "He's taking a nap," said Harry absently, staring at the food spread out on the table like a starving man. "Yeah, food. Thank you so much." "It's the middle of the day. Why is he taking nap now?" asked Ron indignantly. If he still had to do research, Draco damn well better have to help.

"I think Harry wore him out earlier," said Dougal, smirking as Harry blushed slightly. "I guess he had just enough energy to carry Harry to bed and collapsed." Harry's face was practically on fire as he realised that Dougal had seen Draco carry him from the library. Hermione just snickered at Harry, a little disappointed that she'd missed the show this time. She'd almost suffered a nosebleed the last time she'd seen Harry and his mates in action. Ron looked completely horrified at the thought of walking in on them again. He still hadn't forgiven them for making him pass out. It didn't matter that it was technically his fault for bursting into their room unannounced. Dougal just continued to smirk, thinking that Harry was absolutely adorable when he was embarrassed like this. "Harry! We have to do research in there, and here you are contaminating the place," Ron ranted angrily. Harry was his best friend, but he did not want to see him having sex, especially with those damn Malfoys. He especially didn't want to see Harry having sex when he wasn't able to enjoy the same privilege, giving Hermione a covert glare. It wasn't fair that Harry had sex on a regular basis while Hermione barely allowed him to kiss her much less do anything involving a lack of clothing. "Excuse me?" asked Harry softly. He couldn't believe that Ron had just said that. "Contaminate the place? What, do you think I'm diseased and that I'll infect the rest of you with my sickness? Do you honestly believe that, Ron?" "That's not what I meant. I just think that ever since you hooked up with those damn Malfoys, you've changed and not for the better," said Ron irritably. "The Harry I knew wouldn't be spending most of his time having sex, and he would damn well not be having sex where others could easily walk in on him. What happened to you? Did the knowledge that YouKnow-Who is your father change you this way?" "Ronald Weasley! How can you even ask that?" screeched Hermione, glaring at her boyfriend. "Harry is happy with Lucius and Draco, and you should be happy for him. I think you're just jealous of Harry." "So you think I should just throw away all thoughts of happiness and just devote my life to the wizarding world? Just be a pawn forever?" whispered Harry sadly. At the look of total hurt and confusion on Harry's face, Ron felt like the world's cruelest person. Harry's wide green eyes were filled with tears and his lips trembled as he tried to keep from crying. Ron was ashamed of himself for trying to destroy his best friend's happiness. After their fourth year, he'd promised himself that he wouldn't allow jealousy to ruin his friendship, but once again, he'd let his jealousy consume him and done just that. "You're right, Hermione," he said quietly. "Harry, I'm sorry. I've been a jealous prat, and I'm sorry that I hurt you. I'm glad that you're happy, even though I still don't like those damn Malfoys. You do, and that's all that matters. Besides, they obviously love and cherish you, and that's good enough for me." "Apology accepted," said Harry, brushing his tears away. He yelped in surprise when Ron suddenly lifted him into an exuberant hug, twirling him around happily. "Put me down before I get sick." Ron hurriedly put him down and backed away fearfully. He couldn't handle being around sick people. The smell alone made Ron want to vomit. Harry simply rubbed his stomach and took deep breaths as he tried to allay the nausea. He suddenly clapped a hand over his mouth and ran out the door, almost knocking Severus down in his haste to make it to the bathroom in time. "I swear that brat can't get any more rude," muttered Severus as he grabbed a roll off of the table. "Why was he in such a hurry anyway?" "Apparently, Ron triggered his first episode of morning sickness," said Hermione calmly. "Already? I didn't think that started until about the sixth week," said Severus musingly. "Well, technically he's in his sixth week," said Dougal quickly. "Elves only have a five month gestation period." "Must be nice," said Hermione. "What must be nice?" asked Draco, rubbing his eyes. He was only wearing a pair of pyjama bottoms and the bite mark on his neck stood out vividly. He looked around the kitchen and didn't see Harry. "Where's Harry?" "Morning sickness hit today," said Hermione. Draco immediately turned and went to check on his ailing mate. He found Harry in the downstairs bathroom, hovering weakly over the toilet. Pulling Harry's hair away from his face, Draco rubbed his mate's back as he continued to dry heave. When Harry's stomach finally quit rebelling, he sagged feebly against Draco and silently allowed him to wash his face with a moist cloth. "Draco, I don't like this. Can we wait a few years before we decide to have a baby?" whimpered Harry pitifully. "Sorry, kitten," said Draco sympathetically. "It's too late for that. But don't worry. I'll help you through this and so will father."

"I didn't even get to eat first," whined Harry. "How did I get sick when I hadn't even eaten anything?" "Well, come on. We'll go and get you something to eat now," said Draco, pulling Harry to his feet and leading him back to the kitchen. ***** Lucius stayed with Aracely and Urian for three days, making plans for the battle against Voldemort. By the end of his stay, he'd managed to get them to agree to send a total of sixty elves to aid them. Lucius hugged Aracely and promised to bring Harry for a visit as soon as the war was over before opening a portal back to Godric's Hollow. Since it was still early, his destination was the bedroom. Stepping into the room, Lucius immediately sought his mate's figure on the bed. Unfortunately, the only one still lying on the bed was Draco. Then he heard the retching coming from the bathroom. "Harry!" exclaimed Lucius, seeing Harry kneeling in front of the toilet. Harry finally quit heaving and leaned against the toilet, too tired and weak to do anything else. "I hate you, Lucius. This is all your fault," muttered Harry petulantly. Three days of running to the bathroom to empty his stomach was enough already. He was ready for this to be over, and he still had over four months to go. He wasn't sure he'd make it. "You hate me?" asked Lucius, staring at Harry in disbelief. Then he registered the rest of the sentence. "What's my fault?" "Morning sickness," snapped Harry. "Your baby, your fault. Gods, I need a bath. My hair is filthy now." "Oh, my poor kitten. It hit hard, didn't it?" asked Lucius sympathetically. "Here, I'll run us a bath." He turned on the water and let the bath fill while he helped Harry up to wash his face and brush his teeth before stepping into the bath. Stripping off his clothes, Lucius joined Harry in the bath and pulled his sorely missed mate into his arms. He carefully washed Harry's thick mane of hair, making sure to clean the strands thoroughly. Rinsing the soap out, he leaned back and relaxed with Harry. "I missed you, kitten." "Hmmm, I missed you, too," said Harry sleepily, the bath relaxing him completely. Now that he wasn't heaving over the toilet, his weariness was setting in. He hadn't slept well last night for some reason, waking up every one to two hours. It wasn't long- not even ten minutes, in fact- before Harry had dozed off, sleeping contently in Lucius' arms. Lucius smiled when he realised that Harry was asleep and carefully maneuvered them both out of the water, using his wand to cast a quick drying spell to keep from waking Harry. He carried Harry back to their room and gently placed him in the bed, climbing in beside him, and pulled his mate snugly into his arms. This was one of the things he had missed the most while he was away. After all, his kitten just fit so well into his arms. Glad to be back home, Lucius cuddled Harry closer and fell into a deep, content sleep. ***** "Harry, you're looking better. No sickness today?" asked Hermione, smiling when Harry bounced into the room. Now that Lucius was back and he'd gotten a few hours of sleep, Harry was once again his cheerful, slightly hyper self. Of course, most of his good mood probably had to do with the waking up part of his day. Lucius had awakened him with gentle kisses that quickly turned passionate. Harry had quickly pulled Lucius onto him and begged his mate to make love to him. Lucius had eagerly complied, hastily preparing the brunette before burying his cock with one thrust. All in all, it had been a lovely morning, and Lucius had provided his daily feeding as well. "No, I got sick this morning. But Lucius came back today, and we slept for a few more hours," said Harry happily, smiling brightly at Hermione. "Well, I guess that makes everyone," said Hermione. "Remus got back an hour ago." "Please let someone have some good news," said Harry fervently. "I don't think I can handle just bad news today." He grinned sheepishly when his stomach growled loudly. "Food first, though. Taryn and I are hungry." "Kitchen it is then," said Hermione teasingly, leading Harry into the kitchen. She stopped suddenly when she saw that everyone had already gathered in the kitchen, and someone- she glared pointedly at Ron, who had crumbs littering the front of his shirt- had already eaten the muffins she'd made earlier. "It's about time you woke up, brat," said Severus calmly, lacking the biting edge in his voice that he usually had when talking to Harry. "We've been waiting to give our reports. You could have at least gotten here on time." "Feeling better, kitten?" asked Lucius, pulling Harry into his lap. It had quickly become one of his favorite positions. He smiled when Harry's stomach rumbled demandingly again because Harry immediately blushed and buried his face in Lucius' neck in embarrassment. Draco fixed Harry a sandwich and set it down in front of him, kissing the brunette quickly on the lips before resuming his seat. Harry proceeded to devour his sandwich in record time and stared expectantly at Dougal, awaiting the vampires report. "Okay, I guess I get to go first," said Dougal wryly. "The Dark Lord has added blood wards, and only his six most trusted Death Eaters are allowed access. The rest have to either be escorted by one of the six, or they have to wait until the

wards are lowered for a meeting. He's also created magic dampeners specifically designed for Fae magic and Korbin teleportation." "This is going to be tricky," said Harry quietly. "I can still get through the wards because I have Riddle blood running through my veins, but I can't apparate everyone through the wards all at once. Unfortunately, that's what we would have to do to avoid being picked off one by one. As soon as we apparate through the wards, he'll know we're there, and we've lost our advantage." He looked at Hermione and she simply nodded. "Okay, Remus, what about the werewolf situation?" "Well, my contact with the Dyad pack said that about fifteen members of the pack joined Voldemort. The rest of the pack is moving on. With Fenrir Greyback's entire pack in league with Voldemort, you're looking at least fifty werewolves against us," said Remus gravely. "There are probably even more than that because there's no way I can accurate count." "Lucius, what about you? Any luck with gaining us some Fae allies?" asked Harry, leaning back against Lucius and looking up at him. "Surprisingly enough, yes," said Lucius smugly. "I did more than that, though." "What do you mean?" asked Harry curiously. "It seems that my mate can open more doors than I had imagined," said Lucius dryly. "Queen Lisselle was going to refuse our plea for aid until I mentioned the names Aracely and Urian Evenstar." "How did you know about them?" asked Harry. "Who are they?" asked everyone else almost in unison. "They are Harry's elfin grandparents," said Lucius bluntly. "Aracely is the royal seer for King Athelly and Urian is the king's Chief Chancellor. They are both well respected by both the elves and the Fae. Only the fact that Harry is grandson to such important people swayed Queen Lisselle into agreeing to provide us with allies. She is sending forty archers and swordsmen to aid us." "That's great," said Harry enthusiastically. "At least my name is good for something. I can't believe my grandparents are still alive, though. I'm glad I still have some family left." "That brings me to my next bit of news," said Lucius warmly, smiling at Harry's happiness. "I met Aracely and Urian. They agreed to send sixty elves to help us in the war." "You got to meet them? What were they like? Did they know about me? Do they want to see me?" asked Harry eagerly, almost bouncing in Lucius' lap in his excitement. "Yes, great, yes, yes," said Lucius affectionately. Harry's happiness was contagious and Lucius could only smile with his energetic kitten. "Focus, Harry," said Hermione sharply, not wanting to ruin Harry's good mood but knowing it was necessary. "We have a hundred allies to help, but forty of those can't use their magic. And we still have to find a way to get everyone where they need to go. We have to find a way to break those wards if we hope to have a chance." "Fortunately, the Fae are not entirely reliant on magic," said Lucius evenly. "They are also very adept at weaponry, especially archery and swordsmanship. All they need is a target, and we are providing that in abundance." "Besides, there will also be numerous wizards who can deflect oncoming spells away from the ones who can't use magic," said Draco quickly. "Our biggest concern is just getting everyone in position." "When is the next meeting, Dougal?" asked Harry quietly, turning to look at the silent vampire. "Tomorrow," said Dougal. "Lucius, when are our allies arriving?" asked Harry. "In four days," said Lucius apologetically. "Okay, that rules out this meeting," said Harry calmly. "Dougal, you'll need to find out when the next meeting is, and keep tabs on what's going on in that camp. Right now, all we can do is wait. Once reinforcements arrive, we can come up with a strategy and take that bastard down. Severus, how are the potions coming?" "I have already brewed the potions you requested. I also took the liberty of brewing a few flash-fire potions," said Severus. At the numerous confused looks when he mentioned the second potion, he actually took the time to explain. "You throw them down and a flash of bright light temporarily blinds your opponent, giving you a chance to immobolise the enemy. Just be careful to close your eyes when you throw it so that you won't be blinded as well."

"That's a nifty little potion, isn't it?" asked Harry admiringly. "I've only been telling you the value of potions for the last six years, Harry," said Severus with a long-suffering sigh. "I had no doubts whatsoever that potions were valuable. It just wasn't my favourite subject- well, the first five years, it wasn't my favourite subject. I actually liked potions in my sixth year. Must have been the absence of a snarky teacher who loved to torment me that brightened the subject," said Harry teasingly. "I discovered a fondness for potions and it was all thanks to a little book belonging to said snarky teacher." "I don't know why I bother with you, brat," said Severus, glaring at the brunette. "Because I am an adorable little elf who is your key to defeating Voldemort," said Harry with a bright smile. "Riiight," said Severus sarcastically, making everyone snicker.

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Chapter 17: Chapter 17 Author's Notes: Beta- Sonya Union of Three Chapter 17 "Harry!" Severus yelled up the staircase. Upstairs was pretty much the only place the brat could be because that was the only place he hadn't looked yet. "Harry, get your arse downstairs right this instant. You have some guests you need to greet." With an exasperated sigh, he slowly climbed the staircase in search of the errant brunette. "Fuck, Draco," panted Harry, hearing Severus calling him from downstairs. He pushed back demandingly against Draco as the blonde thrust into his arse. "You better not stop. I'll kill you myself if you do." "But, Harry," said Draco, pausing momentarily as he listened intently. He quickly grabbed Harry's hips with a soft moan when the brunette wiggled enticingly to get Draco to continue his thrusts. "It sounds important. We can finish this later." "Draco, I don't care if Voldemort himself is right outside the bedroom door. If you don't finish this, I am going to hurt you," growled Harry, shoving his arse onto Draco's rigid dick. "Move, Draco!" Draco immediately slammed his cock back into his mate's needy pucker, hitting Harry's prostate and making the brunette scream in pleasure, and reached around to grasp Harry's neglected shaft. Fisting the hard flesh to the same rhythm of his almost brutal thrusts, Draco shouted out his release as Harry's arse clenched around his buried shaft in the throes of his own release. As Draco slowly withdrew from his mate's sated body, a loud knock sounded at the door. "Harry, you better be in here," said Severus, shoving the door open. Seeing Harry sprawled on the bed in post-orgasmic bliss, Severus rolled his eyes and pulled the elf off the bed. "You have guests downstairs, and you need to go great them." He cast a quick cleaning charm and pulled clean robes over the brunette's head. "That'll have to do for now. Let's go." Severus proceeded to drag Harry down to the library to greet his guests, leaving a confused Draco behind. "And when did Severus become such a mother?" he asked aloud. The last he'd seen, Severus was just beginning to tolerate Harry, and here he was now getting the boy dressed. What was even more unbelievable was the fact that Harry just stood there and calmly let the man dress him, showing no embarrassment over his naked state. Shaking his head dazedly, Draco went to take a quick shower before joining his mate downstairs. ***** "Good, you're here," said Lucius, pulling Harry over to a tall man with silver hair and topaz coloured eyes. The man had pointed ears and was obviously Fae because his muscles were far too bulky to be an elf. Elves were tall and slender, more suited to stealthy attacks rather than head-on attacks. "This is Gabriel. He leads the Fae army." Harry nodded politely and held out his hand for a handshake. Gabriel just ignored Harry's outstretched hand and stared at the brunette intently. He even circled Harry to get a better view, smirking as he smelled the boy's scent. Harry, of course,

was getting a bit irritated at the silence and just plain weirdness from Gabriel and looked to Lucius for answers, who just shrugged in confusion. He didn't know what Gabriel was doing either. "Lucius, you're mate is tiny compared to the rest of us. He's even smaller than the werewolf. The only person smaller is the girl," said Gabriel bluntly, smirking even more as Harry immediately pouted at being called tiny. "However, his magic more than makes up for his tiny stature. And apparently his stamina is pretty damn impressive as well." "I am not tiny," growled Harry, glaring at the silver haired man. "It is grossly unfair that I can grow three inches overnight and still be the smallest man in the family." He stared suspiciously at Gabriel for a moment. "And what do you know about my stamina?" "It's not just your height that makes you tiny, little one," said Gabriel calmly. "Like all elves, you're slender. You, though, also have a smaller bone structure than everyone else here, and that makes you look positively tiny compared to the rest of us. As for your stamina, you have two mates, one of whom you just left- probably well pleased by the way you smelland don't appear to be the least bit tired or weary." Harry immediately blushed and turned to glare at Severus. "That impatient bastard," muttered Harry. "Wouldn't let me take a quick shower. Oh no, he just had to barge in on the afterglow and drag me downstairs. The only point in his favour is that he at least dressed me first." "He's certainly become a mother hen where you're concerned," said Lucius smugly. "I told him that if he spent enough time around you, he'd grow to love you just as much as the rest of us. Considering the amount of time the two of you have spent over the last four days, it doesn't surprise me at all." Flashback "Potter, get your lazy arse up. We are starting your training today even if I have to drag you the whole way," said Severus, glaring down at the sleepily blinking elf. In a surprise move, Severus suddenly pulled Harry from the bed, causing the brunette to yelp in surprise and blush at his nudity. Harry quickly grabbed his robe and pulled it on, glowering at the potion's master the whole while. "Give me a little warning next time," muttered Harry, storming to his wardrobe and pulling out a pair of trousers and shirt. "Meet me in the library in ten minutes. We'll be flooing to the Malfoy safe house to begin you're training," said Severus calmly, stalking towards the door. "Dougal said that the next meeting is in two weeks and our allies arrive in four days. You have a lot of work to do." Harry continued to scowl at the now empty doorway, pouting at his rude awakening. "Oh joy, four days with Snape. This is going to be hell." Ten minutes later, Harry and Severus Flooed to the safe house, and Snape ushered Harry directly to the great hall. "I hope you're ready for this," said Severus snidely, lifting his wand in preparation. "Your life will depend on it." Without further warning, Severus started slinging curses at the boy. Harry managed to dodge or deflect most of them, but he couldn't avoid the blasting curse that hit. He went flying backwards from the force of the curse and hit the wall. Harry slid down the wall slowly and laughed softly. "You really do have good reflexes," said Harry, climbing carefully to his feet. "I wouldn't have been able to cast a cushioning charm that quickly." Severus just stared at Harry speculatively. "I didn't cast a cushioning charm, Potter. Look behind you," said Severus quietly. Harry turned to look and gasped in surprise. Instead of a wall, numerous fluffy pillows floated serenely in the air. "Is that normal?" asked Harry hesitantly. "I mean, is this place used a lot for this kind of training? Maybe the walls are charmed to turn to pillows on impact." "No, I don't think so," said Severus quietly. He raised his wand again and muttered a quiet spell. Seeing two distinctive magical signatures, Severus nodded to himself. "It seems you're brat is determined to enter this world in one piece." "Yeah, I would hope so. I want her to enter the world in one piece, too. What's your point?" asked Harry irritably. Why couldn't people just bluntly say what they mean? "Your daughter cushioned your fall, Potter. She is already using magic from the womb to protect you, and ultimately, her," said Severus bluntly. "But I thought that babies couldn't perform magic that early," said Harry incredulously. "Apparently, the brat is just like her mother. Nothing is impossible where Harry Potter is concerned," said Severus wryly. "Let's continue. You still have a lot more to learn, and I'm curious about what else she can do."

"Oh great, now I'm your lab rat," whined Harry with a pout, but obediently raising his wand. By the end of the four days, Harry had learned several shielding charms, numerous offensive curses- both light and dark curses-, and quite a few defensive charms. He'd also learned quite a bit about his former professor, like the fact that the man very well could have been his father if Lily hadn't been an elf. That had shocked Harry to the core, but he could understand Snape's resentment better. The man who had constantly tormented him had married the girl he loved. Severus had also learned a few things over the last four days. Harry had told him in great detail what his life had been like with the Dursley's. It was all he could do to restrain himself from going to Privet Drive and hexing them. Although Hermione had already mentioned Harry's miserable childhood, Severus still hadn't quite believed her. Listening to the flat tone of voice during Harry's recitation of past events, though, Severus had no choice but to believe the boy. Harry discovered Severus' more gentle side during his enforced stay. As morning sickness continued to plague him each day, Severus surprised him by soothing him through the awful retching, carefully keeping his hair out of his face and helping him to his feet once he'd stopped heaving. The man seemed to have a built in alarm that notified him when Harry rushed to the toilet to empty his stomach because he was there within minutes. Severus discovered that Harry had quite the Slytherin side to him, a fact that didn't surprise him as much as it probably should have. He knew the boy was sneaky, but he was surprised by the brat's cunning. Harry had managed to create a new curse by combining three curses together- Furnunculus, Diffindo, and Incendio. It was very unpleasant, and he should know. Harry had managed to hit him with this improvised hex, causing boils to break out all over his skin only for them to pop open immediately and ooze a substance that burned to the touch. Harry had immediately rushed over to Severus, apologising profusely the whole time, and it had taken Harry and him over two hours to heal all the damage, but it was still an impressive hex to use against the Death Eaters. "Drink your potion, brat. We have to leave in just a few minutes, and I don't want you getting sick from the floo ride back," said Severus, holding out a potion phial. Harry grimaced and took the phial with a pout. "Couldn't you make these things taste any better, Sev? The taste alone is enough to make me sick," whined Harry petulantly, eyeing the phial with intense distaste. "And why do I have to drink this disgusting concoction every single day?" "I already told you, Harry. It's your nutrient potion. As an expectant mother, your body needs far more nutrients than you can get alone to provide for your baby. Plus these particular potions also have the added ingredient of your mates' blood since you can't miss a dose of that, either," said Severus patiently. "You do want Taryn to be healthy, don't you?" Harry pouted for a few more seconds just on principle before tossing the foul tasting drink back and swallowing in one gulp. "You still hate me, don't you?" asked Harry pathetically, screwing his eyes shut with a grimace. "You decided that since Lucius and Draco wouldn't let you beat me, you'd torture me with potions. Just admit already." "Yes, I thought a beating would end too quickly. With the potions, I can make you suffer for months," said Severus teasingly, rolling his eyes at the pitiful expression on Harry's safe. "Well, is the nausea down to a manageable level?" "Yes, Sev, we can go now. I need to inform my mates about the new method of torture you've devised for me," said Harry, sticking out his tongue and flooing back to Godric's Hollow. "He really is a little brat," said Severus fondly, stepping into the fireplace and following Harry back home. End Flashback "You are with child?" asked Gabriel, leaning closer to Harry and sniffing deeply as he caught another faint scent. His eyes widened when he was suddenly pushed forcibly away from the brunette. "Harry, what are you doing?" asked Lucius, seeing the barrier around Harry's body. "Uh, Lucius, I didn't do it," said Harry softly. "Hehe, didn't I tell you? It seems that Taryn can already do magic. Cool, huh?" Severus, who had been keeping a close eye on Harry because he just knew the brat was going to say the wrong thing to somebody, saw the barrier appear out of nowhere and hurried over to them. "Amazing, isn't it, Lucius?" asked Severus calmly, planting himself between Harry and Gabriel. "Taryn doesn't like for other men to get near her mother." "Hey!" protested Harry. "I already told you that Taryn will have a daddy and two fathers. She doesn't like for other men to get near her daddy." Severus simply smirked and patted Harry's slightly curved belly. "There, there, Taryn. You know you're father won't let anyone hurt your mother." He pushed Harry towards Remus and followed behind him, saying over his shoulder, "Taryn needs to meet her other grandpa. We'll be back later." "And to think that you actually thought you would need help to win this war," said Gabriel smugly. "That boy is incredible. Not only can you just feel the magic rolling off of him, his unborn child is already performing magic. Even if the enemy gets

close, the child won't let anything happen to her mother." "I can't believe he didn't tell me about that," said Lucius with a small pout. Intellectually, he knew that Harry hadn't really had time to tell him the news. After all, Harry had practically jumped Draco as soon as he'd arrived, and the guests had arrived only moments afterwards. Lucius was just upset that Severus knew before he did. "I thought you said he just got back today," said Gabriel. "He should have written me about it," snapped Lucius, now glaring at Harry. At the hurt look that flashed across Harry's face, Lucius' anger disappeared completely. "I guess I shouldn't be surprised, though. Harry was hit with a 'Cruciatus capitas' curse during the first week of his pregnancy and not only managed to survive with no lingering damage, he also had to fight a fragment of Voldemort's soul while he was in a coma. With a mother that strong and determined, it shouldn't be a surprise to find that his daughter is the same way." ***** "So Taryn's already using magic?" asked Remus with a grin. "She is just like you. Your mother was only three weeks pregnant when strange things started happening around her." "Like what?" asked Harry curiously. He was eager to hear about his mother while she was pregnant with him. "Well, your father would be listening to music when suddenly the radio station would change. I know that one time, James was eating Yorkshire pudding and it changed into tripe. You should have seen the look on his face. It was hilarious. James absolutely detested tripe, and he hadn't noticed the change until he took a bite," said Remus, snickering at the memory. Harry laughed along with Remus just picturing the scenario. Severus, on the other hand, positively beamed with pride that his newly claimed son had begun tormenting James from the womb. "What are you three laughing about?" asked Draco, drawing Harry's attention. He pulled Harry into his arms and looked at Severus for an answer. "Remus was just telling us how Harry tormented James even before he was born," said Severus smugly. "I found a particular delight with that concept." "I didn't think babies could do magic while they were in the womb," said Draco quietly. "It seems that Harry and Taryn are exceptions to that rule," said Remus proudly. "What? Taryn can already use magic? Why didn't you tell me?" asked Draco incredulously. "In case it's escaped your notice, Draco. We were a little preoccupied when I returned, and then Mother Sev dragged me downstairs. When was I supposed to mention that little tidbit of news?" asked Harry sarcastically. Watching a droplet of water trickle down Draco's throat, it was all Harry could do to refrain from pouncing on his mate once more. Apparently four days without sex had pushed his body to a constant state of horniness. "Mother Sev?" asked Draco and Remus incredulously, looking at Severus apprehensively. They just knew he was going to strangle Harry for the sheer audacity of voicing that name aloud. They were astonished when Severus simply smacked Harry on the head and smirked at them. Before they could come out of their daze, though, a portal opened into the library. A tall, slender man with dark red hair and violet eyes stepped through the portal first. He seemed oddly familiar to Harry, and he stared curiously at the new arrival. Harry's eyes widened in awe when Lucius stepped past him and said, "Urian, I didn't realise you would be joining us." Urian, looking at Harry with blatant curiosity, merely smiled and shrugged. "I have to admit that I let my curiosity get the best of me. I couldn't wait until after the war to meet my only grandson." He walked right up to Harry and pulled the boy into his arms, smiling when Harry's arms hesitantly wrapped around his waist in response. Urian pushed Harry back so that he could get a good look at him. "You look just like your mother, Harry, except for that hair. That could only have come from your Da. We don't have a single brunette in our lineage except for you." "I thought I looked just like my father," said Harry. "Nope, you have your mother's bone structure, cheek bones, chin, and nose. And let's not forget those gorgeous green eyes that you inherited from Aracely," said Urian proudly. "You are definitely her grandson. Those eyes just prove it beyond a shadow of a doubt." He finally stepped back and clapped his hands together. "Now that everyone's here, let's get rid of this threat to my grandson. I have some catching up to do, and I can't do that until the war is over, so the sooner the better." Draco leaned towards Harry and whispered, "I like him, Harry. He's definitely got the right idea. The sooner we kill the snake-faced bastard, the sooner we can do our own catching up." Harry once again had to restrain himself from pouncing on Draco.

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Chapter 18: Chapter 18 Author's Notes: Beta- Sonya Union of Three Chapter 18 The next week was exhausting for Harry. Urian made him get up at the crack of dawn to begin his training in Elven magic and worked with him until lunchtime. After lunch, Gabriel commandeered his time by training Harry to use a sword efficiently. By dinnertime, Harry could barely move, much less eat. Of course, he wasn't the only one who was miserable. Ron, Hermione, Remus, and Severus were also undergoing vigorous training in preparation for the upcoming war. "I'm so tired I can't even eat," whined Ron, pushing his plate away and dropping his head to the table. "Not to mention how sore I am. I can barely lift my arms to eat even if I weren't so tired." Like Harry, Ron's physical training centered on learning how to wield a sword. "Oh, quit whining, Ron," snapped Hermione, blinking sleepily. She was just as tired and sore as Ron was but she wasn't whining like a little baby. Her training, though, centered on archery. Her arms were sore from the constant tension of pulling the bowstring. She noticed resentfully that Severus and Remus hadn't bothered to attend dinner at all, glaring at two empty chairs at the table. Harry had nibbled at his dinner and crawled in Draco's lap, falling asleep soon after. Between the rigorous training and the tolls of pregnancy, Harry was simply exhausted. He was too tired to even feed from his mates. The last week, Severus had had to add Lucius and Draco's blood to the nutrient potions just so Harry would get his daily dose of blood. It was very fortunate that they would only have light training for the next few days. Otherwise, Harry probably wouldn't even make it to the front lines. "Urian, how is Harry progressing with his studies?" asked Lucius quietly, hiding a grin as he saw his sleeping mate. Harry was absolutely adorable when he was curled up in his or Draco's lap. "He's doing very well," said Urian proudly. "He can easily command the plants and trees and heals wounds with great efficiency. Although he can talk to the animals, he can't command any of them." "What about you, Gabriel? How is he progressing with his swordsmanship?" asked Lucius. "He actually managed to beat Ewan yesterday," said Gabriel smugly. "The little one was born to use a sword." "I just hope it's enough," said Draco softly, rubbing Harry's back soothingly. "It will be, Draco. Taryn won't let anything happen to her mother, remember?" asked Lucius calmly. "And we'll be there to protect him, too." ***** "Did you really think you could betray and live to tell the tale?" hissed Voldemort, glaring at the blonde angrily. "I will sssend you back to your lover in piecesss." Tynan knelt on the floor before Voldemort completely nude, bruises and blood littering his flesh. He knew he was going to die, but he just couldn't bring himself to care, staring impassively at the furious Dark Lord. Voldemort had tortured him for hours, using cruciatus and other painful hexes, before allowing his six trusted to take turns raping him. All that mattered at the moment was that he had managed to get his information to Dougal. "What, no resssponssse?" hissed Voldemort maliciously. "You are content to die? Or have my trusssted broken you?" "I'm not broken, you snake-faced bastard. I've done my duty, so I'm not afraid to die," said Tynan calmly. "I'm just disappointed that I won't get to see Harry Potter destroy you completely." "You insssolent vampire," snarled Voldemort. "Avada Kedavra!" He smirked delightedly as the curse hit the vampire, and Tynan's lifeless body hit the floor. "Wormtail!" Peter Pettigrew shuffled closer to Voldemort, nose twitching distastefully. "Yes, my lord?" "I want you to deliver thisss worthless carcusss to Cassstle Korbin with a message," hissed Voldemort. He raised his wand and magically carved a message into the vampire's chest.

"Yes, my lord," said Pettigrew, levitating Tynan's body through the door. ***** Dougal paced his bedroom as he awaited Tynan's arrival. The blonde was supposed to meet him with his news of Voldemort's plans, but he was running late. A quiet hiss drew his attention and he saw a white snake with ruby eyes. Clutched in its jaw was a rolled piece of parchment. Dougal took the parchment and unrolled the letter, setting the smaller parchment that fluttered out aside. *Lord Korbin, The Dark Lord has gathered over fifty werewolves, and they patrol the forest surrounding his home. The vampires have sentry positions outside. Here are they're locations. They are mainly there to dispatch anyone who manages to make it past the werewolves. The meeting is in three days at dusk. Good luck. Tynan* "I have a really bad feeling about this," muttered Dougal aloud. "He would only send his familiar if he was unable to attend himself. Damnit, Voldemort must have discovered his treachery." The snake suddenly blew apart. Dougal looked at the empty space in horror, knowing exactly what that meant. Tynan was dead. A few moments later, a commotion at the castle gates pierced through his grief. Tears streamed from his eyes when he saw Tynan's lifeless body floating across the grounds. "He will pay for this," he vowed harshly. ***** Two days later, Dougal returned to Godric's Hollow. Harry was the first to see him, and he was shocked by the vampire's haggard appearance. "Dougal, what happened? You look awful." "Tynan's dead," said Dougal numbly. "The Dark Lord discovered that he was a spy and killed him. The bastard sent Tynan's body with the words, 'All traitors meet the same fate eventually, Korbin. Your time is coming soon.' I.." He faltered for words, and Harry pulled him into his arms, hugging his distraught friend tightly. "He'll pay for this Dougal," promised Harry fiercely. "One way or another, I will bring that bastard down." "And we'll help," said Lucius, startling the two vampires. He pulled Dougal into a quick hug. "I'm sorry for your loss, Dougal. You obviously cared a great deal for him." "He was my best friend," said Dougal quietly. "And Voldemort tortured and raped him. I hope you've come up with a good plan to get us all in position so we can destroy him once and for all because he will die tomorrow. I swear it." ***** "Now, to get to the gates, we have to go through the forest. This, unfortunately, is the werewolves' domain, so we'll have to cut them down. The archers will be using silver tipped arrows and the elves will be using their magic to trap the werewolves," said Harry, pointing to the forested area on the map. "The vampires are guarding the manor at these points. Best way to dispatch them is a sword or arrow through the heart or beheading." Hermione and Ron openly cringed at that. "The wards don't extend to the grounds, only the manor, so once we've dispatched the werewolves and vampires, that only leaves the Death Eaters, dementors, and old snake-face. Severus has created a potion that should help everyone get through the wards without me having to escort them. Severus?" Severus stepped over to the table behind him and removed the sheet hiding the contents. Sitting on the table were over a hundred phials of potions. "As Harry previously said, these potions should get you through the wards without Harry's presence. The drawback is there is a time limit. You only have three minutes to get past the wards, so you have to drink the potion pretty much right before you step through. If you break or lose your potion, you're just stuck outside." "Uh, professor, how does the potion get us past the barrier? What's in it?" asked Hermione, looking at the potions curiously. "Each potion has a drop of Harry's blood, of course," said Severus calmly, ignoring the disgusted look on Hermione and Ron's face. "That's why you only have three minutes to get past the wards. Once you drink the potion, the blood in the potion is metabolized into the body and promptly mutated. Unfortunately, the mutated blood is no longer effective. The potion, however disgusted you may be at drinking someone else's blood, is the only way to get such a large group past the wards simultaneously." "Any questions?" asked Harry. No one moved a muscle. "Good. It's time to start this. Our Fae allies will be providing the portals. Swordsmen, you're up first. The blades aren't silver, but they'll damage the wolves enough to get everyone through. Let's go." Severus handed out the potions until they were all gone. Harry walked to Lucius and Draco and nodded his head. Lucius

opened a portal and the three stepped through. Twenty more portals immediately opened and soon the sounds of battle could be heard all around. Harry, Lucius, and Draco stepped into the forest and readied their swords. Seeing the manor in the distance, they headed towards the imposing building. Three steps in that direction and a huge, snarling black wolf lunged at them. Fortunately, Taryn's shield snapped into place, causing the werewolf to bounce back thus giving Lucius enough time to plunge his silver dagger into the animal's heart. By the time they had made it half way to the manor, the seemingly never-ending barrage of werewolf attacks had started to dwindle down. Werewolf carcasses were scattered along the forest floor while a few angry werewolves were immobilised in a prison of trees. Harry directed one of the Fae archers to carry their dead allies back home, and gestured for everyone else to follow him. They had almost made to the edge of the forest when Fenrir Greyback stepped into their path, eyes a murderous blood red. Having seen the shield protecting Harry, Greyback lunged at Draco instead. Instinctively calling his magic, Harry sent a sharpened twig spiraling through the air, finding a target in Greyback's thigh and making the werewolf falter in his attack. Greyback howled and ripped the large splinter out of his thigh, growling menacingly at Harry. "Pretty little Potter thinks he's big enough to take on the Dark Lord. You can't even take me, little kitten," he taunted the elf. "Really? And you think you're the Big Bad Wolf? Sorry, puppy, but I'm no Little Red Riding Hood. You bite me, and I'll bite back," drawled Harry flashing his lengthened fangs and claws. "My, my, what big teeth you have," said Greyback mockingly, trying to goad Harry into acting. "I can see why you're impressed," said Harry dismissively. "You apparently still have a lot of growing up to do. Why don't you go gnaw on a bone or something?" He ignored the awed looks Lucius and Draco were giving him. After all, they'd never witnessed the little Gryffindor sound so condescendingly Slytherin. "Why you little brat, I'll kill you," snarled Greyback. "I'll feast on your flesh and snack on your bones for that." "You and what army?" mocked Harry, crossing his arms insolently. "You were foolish to follow a man that has tried to kill a child on several occasions, yet never succeeded. If the so-called great Dark Lord couldn't kill me, what the hell makes you think you can?" Greyback didn't answer verbally. He simply swiped futilely at the shield that protected Harry, watching for a weakness in the armor. He finally saw his chance. Knocking Lucius and Draco away from Harry, Greyback managed to get behind Harry where the shield didn't protect the boy. Lunging towards Harry's unprotected back, Greyback was completely surprised when a pair of black wings knocked him several feet away. "Your just full of tricks, aren't you little kitten?" growled Greyback, rising to his feet and crouching to attack again. "You just don't get it," said Harry softly. "I don't have time to play with you." Harry waved his hand and several vines burst from the ground, wrapping around Greyback's ankles and climbing slowly up the struggling werewolf's body. In less than ten minutes, Greyback was wrapped head to toe in vines, looking like a nature-based mummy. "Let's go Lucius, Draco." ***** "My Lord, P-potter has g-gathered an army, a-and they are o-on the a-attack," stuttered Pettigrew, bowing low before Voldemort. "H-he has a-an army of f-Fae and elves. R-right now they a-are in the f-forest." "Potter hasss finally come to me," hissed Voldemort smugly. "He won't get passst the Dementorsss. They are hisss true weaknesss." The doors slammed open and Crabbe, Sr. ran into the room. "My Lord, Potter is right outside the manner and the vampires are losing. What should we do?" "I will releassse the Dementorsss," hissed Voldemort. "Potter will falter under the force of hisss memoriesss. Even if he doesss get passst them, it will be too late. My minionsss will already be here to take them down." ***** The vampires had a distinct disadvantage in the fight. They relied too heavily on their familiars to transport them, thinking the enemies reflexes would be too slow to defend. Unfortunately for them, they failed to realise that elves were sneaky little buggers with very sharp reflexes. A vampire would teleport behind an elf only for the elf to fade into the shadows and plunge a sword into the vampire's heart. It was really too bad that this group of vampires was a little thick because over half of them met this fate before they finally caught on. Then they decided to attack head on. Of course, this didn't work out so well for them either, but they got an E for effort. Harry watched as Lucius swung his sword, sending a vampire's head flying through the air. He felt a distinct chill in the air

and pulled his wand in preparation. He knew what was coming. As the Dementors descended upon the manor, enemies and allies both fell to floor as they're worst memories rolled through their minds. Harry pulled his happiest memories around him- finding out he was having a daughter, seeing his mother and Sirius again, having Lucius and Draco say 'I love you, Harry,' and forging a good relationship with Severus- and shouted out, "Expecto Patronum!" The familiar ghostly stag shot out of Harry's wand, but before the connection broke completely, another surge of magic shot through the wand. Harry's Stag Patronus suddenly split and another Patronus emerged in the shape of a large Grimlike dog. Harry, Hermione, Ron, and Remus stared at the new Patronus in shock. It seemed as though Padfoot would run tonight. As the shock of seeing Padfoot once again wore off, several other Expecto Patronum's rang in the night, forcing the Dementors to flee. Once the last Dementor had disappeared, Harry watched tearfully as the dog cocked his head at Harry and seemed to smirk. He couldn't help but laugh a little because that was exactly what Sirius would do. He rubbed his belly and whispered, "Thank you, Taryn," as the Patronus disappeared. ***** "Sire, they have driven away the Dementors," said Crabbe, Sr., bowing his head. He tensed in preparation of the cruciatus curse because he knew he would be punished for Potter's success against the Dementors. Voldemort hissed in fury. "Crucio!" he yelled, aiming his wand at the man in front of him. He watched gleefully as Crabbe writhed and screamed in agony. Finally breaking the spell, Voldemort kicked Crabbe as he passed. "They can't get into the manor becaussse of the blood wardsss. They're ssstuck out there with no way in. Sssummon my followersss, Wormtail. They can play with Potter outssside." "Yes, milord," said Wormtail, holding out his arm for Voldemort to summon his other followers. ***** Knowing that Voldemort would summon the remaining Death Eaters, Harry ordered thirty men to stay outside. The rest would follow him into the manor. He held Lucius and Draco's hand and walked through the front door. The manor was surprisingly silent for a place being attacked. Harry was expecting to hear shouting and see people running, but none of that occurred. They surprised Avery as he left the library, holding several books in his arms. He was so surprised to see them, they managed to stun and bind the man before he managed to utter a single word. Gabriel took out Lestrange and Parkinson with one blow. Apparently, they hadn't been notified that the manor was under siege, and they were busy connecting to each other. They really should have known better than that, considering the lives they chose to lead. Harry just shuddered in disgust, trying not to lose what little lunch he'd managed to eat. He felt the need to claw out his eyes after witnessing Lestrange and Parkinson on top of each other with their dicks in each other's mouths. The nausea just got worse when Gabriel cut them in half and he saw intestines peeking out. They continued down the hall until they came to a set of double doors. Harry knew exactly who was inside. Throwing open the doors, Harry stalked inside like he owned the place. He let the others take care of Pettigrew and Crabbe and continued towards Voldemort. "The prophesied son has returned. Did you miss me?" asked Harry mockingly, laughing at the shock on Voldemort's face.

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Chapter 19: Chapter 19 Author's Notes: Beta- Sonya Union of Three Chapter 19 "Potter, how did you get passst the wardsss?" hissed Voldemort furiously, aiming his wand at Harry's chest. Keeping his attention focused on Harry, he calmly ignored his followers' cries for help as Gabriel and Severus bound Crabbe and Pettigrew. "I'm hurt," said Harry mockingly, holding his own wand in a loose grip. "Don't you recognise your own son? You really should have done your research better. Blood wards are only useful when the enemy isn't so closely related."

"That's impossssible," hissed Voldemort vehemently. "You are a Potter. You inherited the Potter vampire lineage. You even possssessss the Gryffindor Sssword. You are not my ssson." "Really?" scoffed Harry. "Then you explain how I got through the wards so easily. And then you can tell me why a drop of my blood in a potion allowed the rest of my compatriots to pass through the same wards. Furthermore, I had to have inherited my Parseltongue ability from someone, and guess what? You and I are the only ones left with that particular gift. Seems to me that you're thinking a little too much of the rivers of Egypt." "What the hell does that mean?" Lucius whispered to Draco. He had to work at maintaining his expressionless mask because a flustered Dark Lord was an amusing sight indeed. "Denial- the Nile," Draco whispered loudly, unable to contain a small smirk at the darkening rage on Voldemort's face. "The correct saying is 'Denial is not just a river in Egypt.' Harry just likes to complicate things." "Yeah, anyone else would have already killed the bastard, but Harry likes to play with his prey first," said Severus fondly, thoroughly approving of Harry's choice. It just wouldn't be as fun to kill the enemy without taunting him first. "Luciusss and Ssseverusss," said Voldemort, glaring at the two men. "The worssst of my betrayersss hasss returned. You will pay for your treachery." He suddenly aimed his wand at Lucius and shouted out, "Avada Kedavra!" and watched gleefully as the green light hurtled towards the blonde. He thought that since Lucius was Harry's mate- and yes, he had uncovered that particular tidbit- the impetuous Gryffindor would do something drastic to save the blonde. Harry, however, didn't move at all when Voldemort sent that spell towards his mate, surprising the Dark Lord immensely with his total lack of concern. He really should learn to research better. This was the second mistake he'd made, and they were certainly costly. Although he had made Fae magic useless while they were within the wards, Voldemort hadn't given a single thought to the Fae's physical characteristics. Lucius had unfurled his wings at the very beginning of the battle and they could deflect almost any spell thrown at them. Harry simply smirked at Voldemort when the wizard realised his mistake. Voldemort watched almost fearfully as the spell hit Lucius' wing and was reflected towards Peter Pettigrew, hitting him in the chest and killing him instantly. "Potter, neither of usss hasss to die. You could join my caussse and rule asss Prince of the Wizarding world- asss my ssson," hissed Voldemort in Parseltongue. Not that he actually cared that Harry was his son. As far as he was concerned, that just made it more imperative to kill the boy. Feeling the sheer amount of magic rolling off Harry, Voldemort knew that he wouldn't be able to win unless he managed to distract the insolent brat long enough to get in a sneak attack. He hadn't been sorted into Slytherin for no reason. "Actually, I believe the prophecy says 'Either must die at the hand of the other for neither can live while the other survives.' That pretty much says I have to kill you if I want to live a full, happy life. Sorry to disappoint. Well, actually, no I'm not," Harry replied. "I finally have a loving family of my own, and I refuse to let you take that away from me. No, Tom, you will just have to die today." Even as Harry said the last word, Voldemort had already cast a killing curse at the boy. This time, though, Taryn's shield absorbed the spell rather than reflecting it. Voldemort was not the only once surprised by that. He was, however, the slowest to react, giving Harry enough time to fire his own spell. Harry snapped up his wand and sent his own killing curse hurtling towards the man who had killed his parents. And although he really shouldn't be surprised about anything Taryn was capable of, what happened next still shocked the hell out of Harry. In mid-flight, his spell turned from Avada Kedavra green to a blend of green, brown, and pink. The spell hit Voldemort directly in the chest, making him stagger back a few steps. Patting his chest curiously, he started laughing at Harry's perceived failure. "So I see, Potter. That loving family of yours must not be too important if that's the best you can do," sneered Voldemort maliciously. He was so intent on mocking Harry that he never knew what was happening until it was too late. Harry and the others could only watch in fascination as Voldemort's feet turned into roots, embedding themselves through the floor into the ground below. Ignoring the madman's triumphant taunting, they watched as bark grew up his legs and around his waist. Voldemort didn't realise anything was amiss until he once again tried to aim his wand at Harry, only to find he couldn't move his arms. Looking at his arms to find out what was restraining him, he stared in horror as they turned slowly into limbs. "No, what did you do?" he screeched in a panicked voice. "Don't really know, if you want the truth. Taryn's the one who did it," said Harry calmly. "That's my unborn daughter, in case you didn't know. You never really stood a chance, you know. I have too much to lose to go down easily while you have nothing to keep you here. Goodbye, Tom. I guess you've finally achieved your immortality." The bark covered Voldemort's face, cutting off the scream of terror, and branches sprouted from the top of his head. Beautiful pink flowers sprouted along the branches and a new cherry blossom tree was born. "Did it have to be such a girly tree, Taryn?" Harry whined to his belly fondly. "Why couldn't you have chosen a good sturdy oak tree, or maybe a pine tree?"

"She took care of Voldemort, Harry. Don't whine," said Hermione, grinning in relief now that it was over. "I think it's pretty. You don't see Sakura trees in England." "Whatever," said Draco dismissively, glancing at the tree uneasily. "Let's get out of here. The Voldemort tree is still creepy no matter how pretty it is." "Oh, one last thing," said Harry suddenly. Leaning close to Lucius, he whispered, "You need to obliviate Crabbe before we ship him to Azkaban. I don't want anyone trying to bring Voldemort back, and he's the only one left who would possible tell." Lucius nodded and stepped in front of the Death Eater. Casting a quick obliviate on the bound man, Lucius quickly erased all memories of the final battle. Crabbe just stared around the room with a dazed look in his eyes. He stared at the tree in the room in confusion and opened his mouth to speak. To avoid any stupid questions the man was planning to ask, Severus stunned Crabbe and levitated him to the door. While the indoor battle was relatively short and painless, the scene they met outside the manor was truly horrific. Bodies literally covered the ground, soaking the earth in blood. No Death Eater was left alive, but it was at high cost to the elves and Fae. Out of the thirty men posted outside, only about ten remained alive and well. Harry, staring at the blood-covered ground, frantically searched the area for any signs of his grandfather. Urian had insisted on staying outside, determined to protect his grandson and great-granddaughter at all costs. Harry caught sight of a familiar red mane and ran in that direction, covering his mouth in horror at the blood that covered his body. "Oh Merlin, no. Uri, please be all right," he whispered, checking anxiously for a pulse. At the very faint pulse thrumming against his fingers, Harry pulled his grandfather into his arms and broke down in sobs. "You can't die, Uri. I'm supposed to visit you and grandmother at the castle. You haven't gotten to meet Taryn, yet. I won't let you die here. Do you hear me?" Lucius reached down to pull Harry away from Urian when a white glow engulfed the two elves, almost blinding those around them. As the light slowly faded away, Lucius saw Harry lying motionless on Urian's chest. He worriedly pulled Harry into his arms, sighing in relief when he saw the slow, even rise and fall of his mate's chest. "Urian, you're all right," said Draco, helping the elf to his feet. "We were afraid we'd lost you." "You almost did," said Urian softly. "I saw my daughter, Lily. She told me that I was too stubborn to die, and that I couldn't let a little thing like a punctured lung do me in. She said to wait for Harry- he would come and save me." Running a gentle hand through Harry's hair, Urian smiled warmly. "I guess she was right." "Let's get home and get the brat settled," said Severus abruptly. "It's been a trying day, and we have a hero to attend to." ***** Harry rolled over and sleepily crawled onto the chest he was cradled against. Snuggling closer into the warmth, he listened contentedly to the heartbeat thrumming in his ear. "Hmmm," he purred quietly when a hand rubbed his back soothingly. "G'mornin', Luc." "Good morning, kitten. Are you feeling better?" asked Lucius softly, gently kissing the top of Harry's head. "I feel fine," said Harry quietly. "I feel better than fine, actually." Harry suddenly sat up and straddled Lucius' hips, nudging Draco awake with his toes. He leaned down and kissed Lucius softly, and then leaned over to do the same to Draco. "In fact, I'm feeling a little," He teasingly licked the tip of Draco's ear while he ground his hips against Lucius' prominent erection, causing both men to gasp at the pleasure, "horny. I don't plan to leave this bed until we're all completely satisfied. Any objections?" "Hell no!" said Lucius and Draco emphatically. Lucius pulled Harry's head down and practically devoured the brunette's mouth. The last two weeks he'd been unable to make love to his mate had been sheer hell. The only thing that made it bearable was being able to hold his mate in his arms at night. Draco moved behind Harry, nuzzling and kissing his kitten's sensitive neck. "Gods, I missed this," whispered Harry, arching his neck to give Draco more access. He shivered as Lucius nipped the hollow of his throat and Draco bit down lightly where his shoulder and neck met. "I love you so much." "Missed you," said Draco, licking the shell of Harry's ear. "Love you," said Lucius, circling Harry's left nipple with his tongue. Draco reached the crevice of Harry's arse and spread the golden globes, exposing the little pucker for his enjoyment. Lapping delicately at the rosette, Draco's tongue slowly coaxed the pucker into yielding to his entry. He thrust his tongue demandingly into the grasping hole, moaning softly at the delicious taste of his kitten.

"Draco, oh gods, more," gasped Harry incoherently, rocking back against Draco's wickedly agile tongue. Lucius simply pulled his mate's head back down and muffled the continuous moans with a deep soul-searing kiss, tongues lazily entwining and rubbing together. Draco reluctantly pulled his tongue from his kitten's opening and gently pushed a finger inside, rubbing against the elf's prostate. Harry arched his back with a low, keening moan as the stars flashed in his eyes, writhing sensuously against Lucius in the throes of pleasure. Draco added a second finger, kissing the length of Harry's spine to ease the slight tension at the added fullness, and scissored his fingers to stretch the tight passage. Lucius suddenly sat up, pushing Harry towards Draco and forcing those busy fingers even further into the narrow channel. Harry screamed when Draco's fingers rammed his prostate and clutched desperately at Lucius as his release roared through him, arse clenching rhythmically around the fingers still buried in his arse. Lucius kissed Harry's forehead soothingly as the brunette collapsed in his arms weakly. He suddenly pulled Harry off of Draco's fingers and turned the elf to where he was facing Draco. Muttering a quick lubrication spell, Lucius slowly inched his dick into Harry's minimally prepared passage. "Luc!" gasped Harry, arse clenching spasmodically around the shaft forging into it. After going two weeks with no sex, Lucius felt positively huge inside of him. Harry screamed and arched his back when he felt a moist heat surround his cock, forcing more of Lucius' thick cock into his tight arse. Finally, Lucius was buried to the hilt, rubbing his mate's gently curved belly soothingly to give him time to adjust. Draco sucked contentedly on Harry's dick, licking the head eagerly as pre-emission oozed steadily from the tip. As Lucius lifted and lowered Harry onto his hard, aching cock, Draco swallowed Harry's dick to the root, swallowing convulsively around the head every time it hit the back of his throat. Draco wrapped a fist around his dick and stroked firmly, desperately needing release. As he felt his balls draw up as his orgasm neared, Draco almost howled in protest when Harry knocked his hands away. "I think Draco's feeling a little neglected," purred Lucius into Harry's ear. "Why don't you do something about it?" He lifted Harry off of his cock, ignoring the elf's mewl of protest. "On your hands and knees, love. I'm going to pound you hard and then I'm going to watch as Draco reams this gorgeous arse." Harry couldn't help but moan at the thought of Lucius and Draco taking turns fucking him hard. He almost came right then, though, when he saw Draco fisting his cock while sucking on Harry's. Quickly knocking Draco's hand away from that delicious shaft, Harry pushed the blonde onto the bed and crawled across his body to lap at Draco's cock like a kitten. "Fuck, Harry," growled Draco, bucking up as Harry's tongue licked the big vein on the underside of his cock. He pulled Harry's hips around so that the brunette was straddling his shoulders and sucked his mate's dick back into his mouth. Lucius moved back behind Harry and slammed his dick into his mate's deliciously tight arse. Harry screamed around Draco's cock, making Draco moan in return. Lucius kept true to his word and pounded Harry's arse, ramming the brunette's prostate with every forceful thrust. At the ceaseless pleasure every time Lucius hit that pleasure spot inside him, Harry couldn't hold back his release, pulling his mouth off of Draco's dick and screaming as he exploded in Draco's mouth. He could only shudder in pleasure as Draco's throat swallowed around his pulsing shaft and Lucius continued to slam inside of him. Harry's shaft was rapidly reviving with Draco's continuing ministrations when Lucius suddenly howled, sank his teeth in Harry's shoulder, and thrust inside Harry's still rippling channel one last time, spilling his seed into his mate's welcoming body. Lucius slowly withdrew from his mate and collapsed onto the bed beside Draco and Harry. He watched silently as Draco finally removed Harry's dick from his mouth and pushed the brunette onto the bed. Draco crawled towards Harry like a predator and suddenly pounced, spreading Harry's slender thighs and draping them over his braced arms. Diving down for a deep kiss, Draco abruptly slammed his dick into Harry's loosened passage. "Draco!" cried Harry, clenching the sheets in his fist and bucking his hips up to meet Draco's thrusts. As Draco mercilessly hit his prostate with every thrust, Harry buried his hands in Draco's hair and pulled him into a deep kiss, devouring his mate's mouth hungrily. Breaking the kiss for some much needed air, Harry saw Lucius watching them as he leisurely stroked the hard shaft. Draco could feel his release rapidly approaching and increased the pace of his thrusts, pounding Harry's arse like a jackhammer. Harry was moaning almost continuously as Draco slammed into him and reached down to wrap his hand around his dick. Draco growled and shook his head warningly, stopping Harry from touching himself, and thrust even harder into his mate's narrow channel. Thrusting twice more, Draco roared and sank his teeth into Harry's other shoulder, mirroring the mark Lucius left, and shuddered in release. Feeling Draco's seed spurt against his prostate was just enough to trigger Harry's own release. He let out a high keening moan and suddenly sank his fangs in Draco's neck, causing Draco to cum again as the combination of Harry's arse clenching around his cock and the pleasure/pain of Harry's fangs biting into his neck sent him over the edge again. Licking across the bite, Harry mewled softly as Draco collapsed on top of him in a boneless heap. He turned his head wearily towards Lucius just in time to see the blonde arch off the bed and spill his seed over his still stroking hand. Of course, now he was too tired to really appreciate the image. He didn't even have enough strength to push Draco off of him.

Lucius grabbed his wand and cast a cleaning spell over the three of them. Seeing that Draco had just passed out on top of Harry, Lucius pushed his son onto the bed and pulled Harry into his arms. As Harry fell asleep curled against him, Lucius gently stroked his mate's belly and silently made plans for Harry to visit his grandparents. Harry would just love his grandmother. Back to index

Chapter 20: Chapter 20 Author's Notes: Beta- Sonya Union of Three Chapter 20 Lucius carefully untangled himself from Harry's embrace and slipped out of bed at the crack of dawn, pausing only long enough to rub Harry's belly to soothe the restlessly shifting brunette back to sleep. He was reluctant to leave the bed so early, especially with the sleep-warm elf cuddling against him, but he had several plans to carry out today, and now was the best time to do so. Lucius hastily jotted down a quick note so Harry wouldn't worry and crept silently from the room. He never noticed the amber eyes watching his movements with growing suspicion. He met Dougal in the kitchen, who was staring blankly out the window, and sat down for a cup of tea. "And just why are we up so early this morning?" asked Dougal quietly. Lucius hadn't told him what he was planning, but Dougal knew it had to be important. That would be the only reason Lucius would even consider voluntarily leaving his mate's be so soon after the battle. "I didn't think you'd let that adorable kitten out of bed for at least a week after facing the Dark Lord." "It can't be helped. I have someplace I need to be," said Lucius vaguely. "And would this 'someplace' be the Elven castle where our little kitten's grandparents just happen to reside?" asked Dougal, arching an eyebrow arrogantly. "Yes, nosy, it would. Now, why I got stuck with a nosy brother-in-law instead of a silently supportive one, I'll never know," said Lucius with a long-suffering sigh. "I just need to speak to Urian and Aracely before I take Harry to visit them." "Talk to them about what?" asked Dougal curiously. "They do still want to meet him, don't they? Or did something change their minds? Well? Why do you need to talk to them?" He was getting increasingly upset on Harry's behalf at the thought that his kitten's grandparents may be rejecting him. "What? No, Dougal, calm down," said Lucius quickly, trying to calm the vampire before he managed to wake anyone. "It's nothing like that. I just wanted to ask if it would be possible if Harry, Draco, and I could have an Elven wedding at the castle." "You asked Harry to marry you? When? And why am I just now finding this out?" asked Dougal heatedly, voice rising with each question. He absolutely hated to be the last to know. "Dougal, will you shut up before you wake the entire household?" hissed Lucius irritably. He was beginning to regret letting Dougal in on his plans. "No, I haven't asked him yet. I want to ask him while we're at the castle, but I need to make sure we can have the wedding there before I can do so." "Well, what are we waiting for? Let's go," said Dougal excitedly. "I hope you plan on inviting me along when Harry visits his grandparents because I definitely want to see his face when you propose." "All right," said Lucius impatiently, getting to his feet and opening a portal. Gesturing for Dougal to proceed, Lucius said, "Vamps first." He smirked at the scowl on Dougal's face as he passed the blonde. ***** Remus smiled and backed away from the kitchen door. He'd seen Lucius sneaking down the stairs and had silently followed. He couldn't help but be intrigued and a little worried about the situation. A sneaky Slytherin was usually up to no good, and Remus was determined to find out why the blonde thought he needed to sneak out of bed at dawn. Remus watched Lucius walk into the kitchen and crept to the door. Thankfully, Lucius had left the door ajar when he entered the room, so Remus could see and hear what was going on. He peeked into the kitchen and had to bite back a growl when he saw Dougal in the room with Lucius. 'That bastard better not be cheating on my godson, or I'll rip his dick

off,' Remus thought viciously. His Harry had felt far too much pain in his short life, and Lucius' betrayal would utterly destroy him. He leaned closer to the door, listening intently to the two inside. "You asked Harry to marry you?" Remus' eyes widened at the question and waited with baited breath for the answer. "No, I haven't asked him yet. I want to ask him while we're at the castle, but I need to make sure we can have the wedding there before I can do so." Remus sighed in relief and smiled. He was happy for Harry. Harry deserved someone who would put him first for once. "Now I just need to do my own proposing," said Remus, patting his pocket with a smug smile. He knew the perfect way to awaken his Severus. ***** Harry climbed out of the bed and walked to the bathroom, wondering sleepily where Lucius was. Returning to the bed, a note on the bedside table caught his attention. He picked it up and saw that it was a note from Lucius. 'Harry love, I had a little business to attend to today, so I'll probably be gone most of the day. I will definitely be back by dinnertime, so don't worry. Don't forget to feed today. You need all your strength for Taryn. I love you. Lucius' Harry smiled and climbed in the bed, looking at Draco contemplatively. A mischievous smirk suddenly crossed his face. Pushing the covers down to the foot of the bed, Harry stared at Draco's gorgeously exposed body with delight. The blonde was lying on his back with his arms thrown above his head and his legs slightly spread. And even though, Draco wasn't awake, at least one part of him was. Harry licked his lips and pushed Draco's legs further apart. Settling comfortably between Draco's spread thighs, Harry wrapped a hand around the base of Draco's shaft. He leaned down and swirled his tongue around the head of the shaft, smiling slightly as Draco moaned softly. He took the head of Draco's dick into his mouth and sucked, bobbing his head up and down slowly. Moving his other hand, Harry rubbed his finger teasingly over Draco's pucker. Draco woke to the feeling of delicious, wet warmth surrounding his cock. He almost came right then when he glanced down and saw his dick disappearing into Harry's mouth. "Fuck, kitten, that feels so good," he growled softly, burying his hands in Harry's hair. He moaned and bucked his hips when Harry swallowed his shaft to the root, swallowing convulsively around the head of his dick. Draco suddenly grabbed Harry by the shoulders and pulled the brunette up the length of his body, desperately needing to bury his cock in his mate's tight arse. "Draco, what-?" started Harry, displeased that his toy had been taken away. He didn't finish the question because Draco devoured his mouth, thrusting his tongue demandingly into the brunette's mouth as he positioned Harry over his hips. Keeping Harry distracted with the deep, drugging kisses, Draco quickly prepared his mate's entrance and slowly pushed Harry down onto his rigid cock. "Oh fuck, Draco," panted Harry as Draco's shaft breached his entrance. Draco's dick was pushing into him so slowly, Harry could feel every heartbeat pulsing through the invading shaft. "Gods, kitten, how can you still be so tight?" Draco groaned as his shaft was buried completely in that deliciously tight heat. "I feel like I'm fucking a virgin every single time I'm with you." "Part vampire, baby. We have amazing healing capabilities," said Harry smugly, clenching his arse around Draco's embedded shaft. "You keep doing that and this'll be over before it's even begun," said Draco, groaning at the tightening heat around his cock. "Oh no, we can't have that," said Harry teasingly, lifting up until only the head of his mate's dick was still buried, and then slammed his hips down, causing them both to moan loudly in pleasure. Draco placed his hands on Harry's hips to guide his movements, but Harry shook his head and pushed the blonde's hands away. "Uh uh, this is my show now." Draco smirked and tucked his hands under his head as Harry lifted his hips once again. Harry took up the challenge, setting a slow, torturous pace designed to drive Draco wild. He tightened his inner muscles on the upstroke, sliding up so slowly, and slammed his hips down, falling at just the right angle to hit his sweet spot. Draco was reduced to begging within minutes, clenching the sheets in a white knuckled grip to keep from grabbing his mate's hips and forcing the brunette to move faster. "Harry, please," moaned Draco, arching his back and bucking his hips. "Faster, kitten." Harry finally took pity on his pleading mate and rode the blonde hard and fast, moaning softly as his climax neared. "Draco, touch me!" he commanded breathlessly, already so close to the precipice. "Thank Merlin," cried Draco, grabbing Harry's hips and rolling them so that Harry was on the bottom. He pushed Harry's

thighs up towards his chest and pounded his aching dick into the brunette's tight arse, causing Harry's moans to get increasingly louder as he rammed the elf's prostate repeatedly. Harry suddenly screamed and tensed as his release roared through him, spilling his seed between them. He quickly buried his fangs in Draco's neck, relishing the taste of his mate's arousal spiked blood. Draco slammed into Harry's clenching arse twice more and came with a shout, his mate's climax and the bite to the neck triggering his own release. "Mmmm," purred Harry, licking over the bite mark. "A horny Draco is a sexy Draco. Makes you taste even better, too." "No horny Draco," muttered Draco exhaustedly. "Tired Draco. Sleep now, 'k?" "You do that, baby. I'm going to get some breakfast. I'm wide awake," said Harry, kissing Draco on the forehead as the blonde nodded wearily and fell quickly asleep. "But first, a shower is definitely in order." *****

"Ah, good. You're both finally here," said Aracely when Lucius and Dougal entered the room. "Please, sit down." Lucius and Dougal hesitantly sat in the chairs indicated, watching the other occupants in the room suspiciously. Lucius wasn't expecting to see King Athelly and Queen Lisselle when he visited the Evenstars. Their presence worried Lucius a bit because, although they were allies, the Fae and elven royals did not exactly get along well. "Did I come at a bad time?" asked Lucius quietly. "I can return at a more convenient time if you like." "No, dear, you should be here," said Aracely calmly. "You came to ask about my grandson's wedding, yes?" "Yes," said Lucius slowly. "I wanted to ask if we could have an Elven wedding at the castle." "No," said Aracely bluntly, hiding a smile at the disappointment on Lucius' face. Turning to Dougal, she asked, "You are Harry's clan leader, correct?" "Yes, milady," said Dougal softly, trying to reign in his temper at the insult to Harry this women had so casually given. "Dougal Korbin, clan leader of Clan Korbin, and Harry's adopted older brother. Now would you like to explain to me just why you're unwilling to give my baby brother an Elven wedding when he is part elf?" "I'm so glad you asked," said Aracely, ignoring Dougal's burst of temper. "I think it would be more appropriate to have a wizard ceremony," She held up a hand to forestall the protests Lucius and Dougal were just dying to emit. "But King Athelly and Queen Lisselle have agreed to give an Elven and Fae blessing upon the union, which deepens the bond even more. I was hoping that, as Harry's clan leader, you would also give them a Vampire blessing as well, Dougal." "I would be honoured, actually," said Dougal politely, bowing his head respectfully. "Thank you, Lady Evenstar," said Lucius reverently. "I am honoured and deeply grateful for the gift you bestow upon us." "You have two days, Lucius, during the night of the full moon," said Aracely gravely. "You should probably arrive tomorrow, though, because there are several preparations to be made before the blessings can commence." "We shall be here tomorrow afternoon, Lady Evenstar. Again, thank you," said Lucius, getting to his feet and bowing. Dragging Dougal out the door, Lucius quickly opened a portal back to Godric's Hollow. ***** Severus shivered and rolled over to cuddle closer to his mate. He almost rolled completely off the bed before he realised that Remus was not present. Sitting up with a scowl on his face, Severus scanned the room for his erstwhile mate, but instead found a note on the nightstand. 'Meet me in the library' "That's it?" asked Severus incredulously, tossing the note aside and climbing from the bed. Jerking on his clothes, he muttered irritably, "I don't know why he thinks I need to go to the library. What is he planning?" He stomped down the stairs and slammed open the library doors, stopping in shock at the sight that greeted him. Remus stood in the middle of the room with rose petals scattered across the floor. Behind him, more rose petals spelled out, 'Will you marry me, Severus?' Remus swallowed nervously when Severus remained mute. "Severus?" he asked hesitantly, fear and hope warring within him. "Severus, are you all right? Say something!" "I can't believe you did all of this for me," whispered Severus. "No one's ever done anything like this for me before."

"I should hope not," growled Remus. "I should be the only man you consider marrying." "Yes," said Severus simply. "Yes?" asked Remus hopefully. "You'll marry me?" "Yes," said Severus, smiling one of his rare, genuine smiles. "Yes!" cried Remus, pulling the brunette close for a deep, passionate kiss. Remus started to push Severus to the floor when a voice interrupted them. "What the hell is all this?" asked Lucius irritably, pushing through the spelled rose petals and stopping when he saw Severus and Remus. "Did I interrupt something?" "Yes, you bastard," said Severus heatedly. "You interrupted my marriage proposal, so go away." "Right," said Lucius calmly. "Congratulations. I would invite you to my own wedding, but it will be held in two days during the full moon. Sorry, Remus. I don't really have a choice if I want my Harry to have his wedding at the Elven castle." "Two days?!" yelled Remus incredulously. "But that's.." He couldn't believe that his godson would be getting married so soon. He didn't have enough time to prepare for this. Knowing that Harry was having sex was one thing, but marriage was serious. "What's in two days," said Harry, standing in the doorway in a pair of pyjama bottoms. He blinked at the array of rose petals and smiled. "So you finally asked him, Moony? Well, Sev, welcome to the family- officially, that is. You'll still be Mother Sev to me." "Oh shut up, brat," said Severus with a mock glare. "Where's Draco?" "I wore him out," said Harry, smirking at Remus as the werewolf blushed and muttered, "Harry!" "We're going to visit your grandparents tomorrow," said Lucius, evading the question entirely. "They have something special planned for us." "Really? What is it?" asked Harry excitedly. "It's a surprise," said Lucius, leading Harry out of the room. ***** "Ron didn't say anything about a tree growing in the manor," muttered Bill irritably. When Ron had informed the Order of the final battle, Bill had been dispatched to this location to search for any clues indicating the presence of more Death Eaters. "Oh well, it'll have to go. For all I know, something is buried underneath the tree. It wouldn't surprise me, in any case." Bill pulled his wand and muttered a spell, uprooting the tree and cutting it into firewood. He stared in shock as an inhuman scream echoed through the room and blood seeped from the wood. Oh Ron was going to pay for this. Bill wasn't big on herbology, but even he knew that Sakura trees were not supposed to scream and bleed. He gathered up the bleeding logs and apparated back to the Burrow. "Ronald Bilius Weasley! You get down here right now!" shouted Bill, placing the logs beside the fireplace. Storming up the stairs, Bill continued to shout for Ron. Charlie looked in the living room, curious about the shouting, and noticed the fire getting low. Seeing the stack of firewood beside the fireplace, Charlie shoved several logs into the flames. He heard the shouting escalate and decided that a little shopping was the order of the day. He Flooed to Diagon Alley, leaving the chaos behind. "What is the deal with that tree, Ron," snapped Bill, pushing Ron into the living room. "Trees do not scream and bleed like that, and I know you know what it is." He saw the diminished stack of firewood and gasped. "What happened to the rest of it? It was just here." Ron peered into the fireplace and burst into laughter. "So much for immortality. Bested by a fireplace. Ha ha ha." "What are you talking about?" asked Bill irritably. "Taryn turned You-Know-Who into a tree, and now he's being used as firewood," said Ron, giggling almost hysterically. "Justice be done."

"Who's Taryn?" asked Bill in confusion, causing Ron to laugh even harder.

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Chapter 21: Chapter 21 Author's Notes: Beta- Sonya Union of Three Chapter 21 "C'mon, Draco. We've gotta go," said Harry, tapping his foot impatiently. He was packed and eager to leave, but now he was waiting for Draco to quit primping in front of the mirror. "You look fine- perfect in fact. Can we please go now? I wanna meet my grandmother sometime today, if you don't mind." "Keep your pants on. Better yet, take them off," said Draco teasingly, leering at Harry as he strolled out of the bathroom and grabbed his bag. "Okay. Now I'm ready." "It's about time," muttered Harry. "You spend more time in front of the mirror than any girl I've met. You probably got up three hours before breakfast just to get ready." He saw the guilty blush flare on Draco's cheeks and snickered. "Oh my god, you did." "Shut up," said Draco petulantly. "Just because you always looked like you rolled out of bed and came to class, it doesn't mean everyone should. Some people actually have reputations to protect and a name to uphold." "Poor Draco," cooed Harry sympathetically, batting his eyelashes innocently. "All that time spent protecting the Malfoy name and you end up in a relationship with the very antithesis of everything you represent. Although I am proud of the Potter name, I don't adhere to an ancient family code like you do. I bet you ask yourself how you put up with me on a daily basis, don't you?" Harry smiled sadly as he asked that question. Sometimes his life just felt a little surreal. Like one day he'll wake up and his life with Lucius and Draco will have been just a dream. It made him wonder if they ever felt the same. "No, Harry, I don't," said Draco softly. "I feel blessed each day I wake up and you are in my life. Don't ever think differently, kitten. You changed my life for the better." "Now that's more like it," said Harry, kissing Draco on the cheek and dragging the blonde downstairs to meet Lucius. "It's about time you got here," said Lucius impatiently, pulling Harry close for a quick kiss before opening the portal. Draco simply lifted his nose in the air and stepped into the portal. Lucius smiled down at Harry and asked loudly, "Draco primping in front of the mirror again?" His grin widened when Harry snickered quietly when they heard Draco yell, "I heard that!" from the other side of the portal. Lucius just shook his head, wrapped his arm around Harry's waist, and stepped through the portal. ***** The Weasley's were sitting at the kitchen table, waiting impatiently for Ron to start explaining a few things. After Bill had brought the tree home yesterday, Ron had adamantly refused to say anything until the entire Weasley clan had arrived to hear him. Of course, now that everyone was here, Ron was hesitant to start and few people were getting impatient- okay, everyone was getting impatient. "Now, Ron, tell us what it is you've been hiding," said Molly sternly. "I want an explanation, and I want it now." "Yeah, like 'Who is Taryn?' and 'What the hell was with that tree?' Those are just a few questions I want answered," said Bill heatedly, glaring at his youngest brother. He was still angry about the fact that Ron had refused to speak until the rest of the family had gathered. "I just want to know one thing, Ron," said Ginny quietly, looking at her brother apprehensively. "Is Harry all right? We haven't heard from him all summer." "He's fine," said Ron quickly. "He's actually really happy for once." "Start from the beginning, Ronald," said Molly firmly.

"Well, here goes," said Ron nervously. "It all started on July 31st. Harry found out that he was You-Know-Who's biological son." "What?!" everyone screeched, causing Ron to flinch and cover his ears. "I can't believe that our sweet, young Harry was related to that bastard," said Fred incredulously. "What else happened?" asked George. "I can tell there's more to the story." "Right. Harry came into an elven and vampire inheritance," said Ron calmly, ignoring Charlie's "How the hell did that happen? Vampires and Elves are traditional enemies." "Right after that, Snape and Lucius and Draco Malfoy showed up on Harry's doorstep." "I hope they're in Azkaban now," snarled Arthur angrily, shaking his fist. "Uh, not exactly," mumbled Ron. "It turns out that Lucius and Draco are Fae and are Harry's mates, and Snape and Remus are together as well. Anyway, shortly after his bonding, Harry was kidnapped by his clan leader. Come to find out, Harry's clan leader, Dougal, is Lucius' brother-in-law, so he joined our side." "Where does Taryn come in?" asked Bill impatiently. "Well, Harry was hit by a curse when You-Know-Who took Grimmauld Place and nearly died because of it. Snape managed to save him, but Harry was in a coma for three days. We went ahead with the purification ritual." "Wait! Why did you need a purification ritual?" asked Ginny in confusion. "Because Harry was a Horcrux and we needed to expel You-Know-Who's soul from Harry's body. Well, when Harry woke up, he said that he'd seen his mother and Sirius and had to fight the soul to protect his daughter. Taryn is Harry's unborn daughter," said Ron calmly. "And Taryn turned Voldemort into a Sakura tree?" asked Bill incredulously "How did that happen? Unborn children are not supposed to be able to use magic." "Taryn is Harry's child," said Ron reasonably. "That should be explanation enough." "He's got a point there," said George. "Yeah, Harry always manages to do the impossible," said Fred. "So Harry's unborn daughter turned You-Know-Who into a tree and we used him as firewood?" asked Molly frantically. "How did all this happen without the Order knowing about it?" "Because Harry had Fae and elven allies to help. It was easier than trying to organize an attack with people questioning his every move, and you know very well that's exactly what would have happened if Harry had involved the Order," said Ron judiciously. "Besides, we won and that's really all that matters." "I think that Harry and I need to have a little talk," said Molly determinedly, getting to her feet and stalking to the fireplace. The rest of the Weasley's looked at each other and scrambled to follow. They Flooed to Godric's Hollow and stepped into the silent living room. Ignoring everyone else, Molly went from room to room in her search for Harry. Molly slammed the door open and stared in shock. At the surprised squeak behind her, Molly whirled around and snapped, "Ginny, cover your eyes." Bill immediately covered Ginny's eyes while Charlie covered her ears. Fred and George just snickered. "What the bloody hell are you doing in my bedroom?" snapped Severus as Remus pulled out of him and covered them with the duvet. "You could have at least knocked first. We were celebrating our engagement." "We need to speak to Harry," said Molly quietly, wringing her hands nervously. "He's not here," said Remus calmly. "Lucius and Draco took him to visit his grandparents, and we don't expect them back for two weeks." "Why didn't he tell me?" whispered Molly sadly. "I thought he was family." "That's why he didn't tell you," said Severus evenly. "You know how the brat is. He'll go to any lengths to protect his family, and that's all of you. See, we didn't exactly give him a choice. Lucius and Draco would die before they allowed anything to hurt Harry, and I think Dougal's pretty much the same way." "Oh please, Severus. Like you're not just as protective of him," scoffed Remus.

"What can I say? He just grows on you- like a parasite or something," said Severus, crossing his arms huffily. "Once he's claimed possession, you just can't get rid of him." "And don't want to, right?" asked Molly with a smile. "Will you just tell him to firecall me when he gets back? I want to hear all about his grandparents and how his visit went." "We will," said Remus quickly. "Congratulations on your engagement," said Molly, pushing the rest of the redheads back into the corridor. "We'll just be going now." She shut the door and ushered her family back to the living room fireplace, flooing back home in a hurry. "The Fates hate us, don't they?" asked Severus petulantly. "All I wanted to do was to enjoy the day you asked me to marry you, but oh no, that isn't possible because everyone seems to think this is the best time to interrupt." "It's not so bad," said Remus comfortingly. "You just got the silent seal of approval from Molly Weasley." "Who cares? Just shut up and finish what you started," said Severus, pulling Remus down for another kiss. ***** Harry gazed at his surroundings in wonder. While the castle wasn't nearly as big as Hogwarts, it was just as impressive. It didn't have moving portraits and staircases, but it did have talking trees and humming flowers. Harry was just fascinated by all the plant life decorating the corridors. Lucius finally stopped in front of a pair of double doors, extending from floor to ceiling. "Come in, Lucius," called a voice from inside the room. Lucius pushed open the doors and led Harry and Draco inside. Aracely and Urian were the only ones inside. Harry peered curiously around Lucius' shoulder and grinned when he saw Urian. "Uri, how are you?" he asked, skirting around Lucius and throwing himself in his grandfather's arms. "You're looking a lot better than the last time I saw you." "Thanks to you, Harry," said Urian, ruffling his grandson's hair affectionately. "I guess you want to meet your grandmother now?" "Well, yeah. You don't think I would have made this trip for any other reason, do you?" Harry asked teasingly. "You know you missed me, brat," said Urian. He pulled Harry over to Aracely. "Harry, meet my mate, Aracely, your grandmother." "I've been waiting for you, Harry," said Aracely, smiling softly at her grandson. "It is a pleasure to finally meet you." "Yeah," said Harry nervously. "Me, too. I mean, it's a pleasure to meet you, too." "No need to be so nervous, Harry," said Aracely soothingly. "Welcome to my home, Castle Willow." "Castle Willow? Why is it called that, if you don't mind me asking?" asked Harry curiously, his curiosity overcoming his nervousness. "Because this castle is the heart of the oldest willow tree in our realm. Our magic has kept this tree alive for over two thousand years, and it in return has sheltered us in this beautiful castle," she explained. "But how can a simple Willow tree create such a huge castle?" asked Harry. "And doesn't it hurt the tree to create these rooms? And what about the furnishings? Are they brought in or were they created like the rooms were?" "So curious about magic," said Aracely, amused by Harry's enthusiasm. "Alright, I'll answer your questions. You are in a different realm. The elves and the Fae moved to this realm after the great battle. The trees here are massive and magical in their own right. The castle isn't really built into the tree. Instead, the tree has the ability to shift its mass, creating separate rooms and even the furnishings." "That is absolutely amazing," said Harry, completely awed by the prospect of standing inside a tree that can change the room at will. He turned to Lucius excitedly and asked, "Do the Fae have castles like this?" "No, they don't," said Lucius. "The elves have a greater affinity with the trees than the Fae do. Besides, the Fae are more war oriented and stone doesn't burn as well as wood." "It's getting rather late, so allow me to show you your room," said Aracely quietly. She led them out of the room and down two corridors. She stopped in front of a door with a sun, moon, and star in the shape of a triangle . "All the preparations have been made, and Gabriel will start the proceedings in the morning. Get some rest. You have a long day ahead of you tomorrow." She saw the question forming on Harry's lips and quickly shut the door, leaving Lucius and Draco to answer the questions her grandson had.

"What does she mean about having a long day ahead of us?" asked Harry, turning to towards Lucius. He saw the indecision on Lucius' face and the clueless look on Draco's. "Tell me, Luc. You know something so spill it." Coming to a quick decision, Lucius pulled Harry into his arms. "You know how I told you that your grandparents had something special planned for you?" Harry simply nodded. "Well, I came to ask permission to hold an Elven wedding for the three of us." "You came to see if we could have a wedding here before you bothered to ask anyone to marry you? I can't decide whether I should feel insulted about you deciding my future for me, or incredibly loved that you would go through all this trouble for me," said Harry, pulling away from Lucius and staring at him incredulously. "I personally choose the incredibly loved option," muttered Lucius with a pout. Only ducking his head and scuffing his foot could make him look any more childish. "After all, that is why I did all this." "He didn't bother to tell me his plans, either," said Draco, glaring at Lucius for upsetting his kitten. He took Harry's hand and brought it to his lips, pressing a soft kiss to the brunette's knuckles. "I can't really blame him for wanting to do something special for the love of his life, though. We both love you very much. Will you do us the honour of becoming our husband?" "Well, since you asked so nicely," said Harry teasingly. "I'd love to. It would be a shame to let all that effort go to waste." "Thank you, love," said Lucius quietly. He pressed a quick kiss on Harry's cheek and walked towards his bags. "Aren't you forgetting something?" asked Harry mischievously. Lucius stopped and looked at Harry in confusion. Draco, who had clearly seen the mischievous smile, simply smirked and waited for it. "What did I forget?" asked Lucius uncertainly. "You just asked me to marry you and I agreed, right?" asked Harry. Lucius slowly nodded. "You're forgetting the celebratory sex. Take off those clothes and get your arse on the bed. That includes you, Draco, so hop to it." All three of them were naked and on the bed within minutes. Soon, Draco was thrusting slowly into Harry's tight arse while Harry sucked and stroked Lucius' rigid cock. Draco suddenly shouted his release, slamming into Harry's passage and ramming the brunette's sweet spot forcefully. Harry screamed around Lucius' dick, triggering the blonde's release. As he pulled Harry comfortably between them, Lucius softly whispered to Harry, "You're right, kitten. We definitely shouldn't forget the celebratory sex. I love you, Harry." He fell asleep to Harry's muttered, "Love you too, Luc." ***** Harry jerked awake at the sound of someone banging on the door. Crawling over Lucius and climbing off the bed, Harry pulled on a robe and stumbled to the door. He yanked the door opened and blinked blearily at the rude person who had interrupted his sleep. "It's time to get up, little one," said Gabriel, grinning at the adorable brunette. "We have things to do before your wedding." "What time is it?" asked Harry sleepily, rubbing his eyes and yawning. "7:00, little one," said Gabriel. Harry nodded and shut the door in Gabriel's face. He stumbled back to bed and crawled on Lucius' chest, falling asleep almost instantly. Of course, that annoying elf in the corridor started banging on the door again, this time waking Draco. Draco obediently woke Lucius and Harry, eager to have everything perfect for his kitten's wedding. "Why are we bathing here again?" asked Harry curiously. After breakfast, Gabriel had taken them into the forest to pick some flowers to be used for the wedding. After three hours of searching and gathering, they managed to acquire laurel for Harry, ivy for Lucius, and veronica for Draco. Now it was after lunch and they were bathing in a rock pool just outside the castle. "It's the cleansing pool. The water in this pool has natural healing and cleansing properties," said Gabriel. "Are you done yet? I still have to get you ready for the ceremony." "Well, let's go then," said Draco, climbing out of the pool. Gabriel took them back to their room and they saw three white robes lying on the bed. On top of each robe was a wreath of the flowers they had picked that morning. It was just getting dark by the time they were dressed and ready to proceed. Gabriel led them to a room they hadn't seen before, and Harry smiled when he saw Aracely, Urian, and Dougal already in attendance. Several other people were there but Harry didn't recognise any of them. When they reached the altar, Aracely smiled comfortingly at them. "We have come to witness the joining of Harry Potter,

Lucius Malfoy, and Draco Malfoy. Let the Elven blessing commence," said Aracely, nodding to King Athelly to start. King Athelly simply chanted a short spell that Harry didn't understand. As the chant died, the king stroked his finger across Harry's left wrist and a tattoo of ivy winding around his wrist appeared. He then did the same to Lucius and Draco. "Queen Lisselle, you may begin," said Aracely, nodding to the Fae queen. Like King Athelly, Queen Lisselle chanted a short spell and stroked a finger across their right wrist. This time, a tattoo of entwined feathers encircling the wrist appeared. "Clan Leader Korbin, you may begin," said Aracely, stepping back quickly to avoid Dougal's enthusiastic rush to get started. "Spirit to spirit, heart to heart, may you have eternity," said Dougal, stroking a finger over their heart. Unseen by everyone, a tattoo of a sword surrounded by an infinity sign appeared on the flesh over their heart. "So they have been blessed, so they are joined. Welcome them to our family," said Aracely, ending the ceremony as those in attendance shouted their welcome. "Does this mean I have to go by Harry James Potter-Malfoy, or just Harry Malfoy?" asked Harry, smiling at his new husbands. "It means you are finally legally ours and no one can ever take you away from us," said Draco, hugging Harry to his side possessively. "I prefer Harry Malfoy since you've already named our little one Taryn Odette Malfoy," said Lucius, patting the 'little one' in question. "Harry Malfoy it is," said Harry cheekily. He grabbed their hands and started towards the door. "We just got married. It's time for more celebratory sex. Hurry up." "Oh definitely," drawled Draco with a smirk. "Celebratory sex is a must for this occasion." Only Lucius saw the mysterious smile on Aracely's face as they left. He couldn't help but think that she knew something they didn't. If only he knew the reason for that smile. Back to index

Chapter 22: Epilogue Author's Notes: Beta- Sonya Thank you all so much for the wonderful reviews. Unfortunately, the story has now come to an end. Enjoy! Union of Three Epilogue Harry, Lucius, and Draco stayed at Castle Willow for almost two months. When it was finally time to return home, Harry didn't want to leave. He'd spent most of his time- when he wasn't having sex with Lucius or Draco, that is- with his grandparents, getting to know his remaining family. The Dursley's didn't count. Lucius and Draco spent their free time at the Fae kingdom. Draco had much to learn about his heritage. "I don't wanna go back home," pouted Harry. "Why can't I just stay here until Taryn is born?" "Because you have people who miss you at home," said Aracely reasonably, that mysterious smile flitting across her face. "You're hiding something from me," said Harry, seeing that knowing smile. "What aren't you telling me, Cely?" "There's a lot I'm not telling you, Harry. After all, I'm quite a bit older than you," said Aracely smugly, deliberately baiting her grandson. "It stands to reason that I would know things you didn't." "Yes, that's all fine and dandy, but you're hiding something that concerns me. That's what I want you to tell me," said Harry seriously. "It's nothing bad, Harry. It's just unexpected, and I want it to be a surprise," said Aracely firmly. She pushed Harry towards

the door where Lucius and Draco were waiting. "You better come see me after the babies- baby is born. I can't wait to be a great-grandmother." "Don't worry so, Cely. We'll be back before you know it," said Harry quietly. He suddenly turned around and hugged his grandmother fiercely. "I'll miss you and Uri. And tell Gabe that I am so going to kick his arse when I get back. He knows better than to flirt with my Luc." "I'll tell him," said Aracely with a smile. "Bye, Cely," said Harry, waving one last time before stepping into a portal with Lucius. "Goodbye, Harry. You better not forget to bring Taryn and Rowan to see me," whispered Aracely, feeling a little bereft now that Harry was gone. Harry just seemed to have an innate ability to brighten a person's life with just his presence, and Aracely could already feel the brightness dim. Things just wouldn't be the same around here anymore. ***** Harry stepped out of the portal and headed straight for the kitchen while Lucius and Draco took their bags up to their room. Harry rummaged through the cabinets until he found a jar of honey and some crackers. Taking his bounty to the table, Harry opened the jar of honey and dipped his cracker inside. "Ummm, this is good," he said, dipping another cracker into the honey. He was on his fifth honey cracker when Severus walked in. "Hi, Sev, how have things been while I was gone?" Severus stared at the honey-coated cracker with a strange mixture of disgust and longing for a long moment. Stalking to the table, he sat down and grabbed a cracker, dipping it in the honey and taking a bite. Chewing thoughtfully, Severus hummed appreciatively and grabbed another cracker. "Molly stormed the house looking for you and found me and Remus instead- in our bedroom, to be precise. Ron's been firecalling every day, hoping you've returned. Oh, and Remus and I got married last week," said Severus calmly, munching on his crackers. "What?! You got married and I missed it?" cried Harry, jumping to his feet indignantly. "Goodness, Harry, you've gotten huge. When is the brat due again?" asked Severus, eyeing Harry's large belly curiously. Harry immediately blushed and sat back down, hiding his bulging stomach from view. "I don't see why you're upset. We missed your wedding." "But I didn't know I was getting married when I left," whined Harry, pouting slightly. "And how did you know I was getting married?" "Lucius told me, of course," said Severus calmly. "When was the last time you had a check-up?" "Cely gave me one at Castle Willow. She said everything was fine," said Harry quickly. "Any other surprises you want to spring on me?" "I'm pregnant," said Severus quietly, watching Harry carefully. "How far along are you?" asked Harry evenly, reeling inside at this new development. Mother Sev was going to have his own child and things just wouldn't be the same anymore. Harry would be forgotten once again. "About six weeks," said Severus placidly. "Wow," said Harry softly, smiling encouragingly at Severus. "That's great. Congratulations, Sev." Not for anything in the world would he ever hurt Sev by being less than supportive of the new addition to the family. Severus deserved this happiness and Harry was going to make sure he stayed that way. "I tell you what, though. I'll definitely be glad when this one is born. She's killing my back and hips. Thank Merlin, I only have three more weeks." "That soon?" asked Severus. A voice calling Harry from the living room interrupted Harry's response. Harry, recognizing the voice as Ron's, wearily climbed to his feet and walked into the living room. Ron saw Harry's very pregnant belly and blurted, "Blimey, Harry, you look like you're about to pop." Harry just glared viciously at the redhead and turned back around to leave. "Wait, Harry! I'm sorry. Mum's been worried sick and she told me to invite you and the Malfoys to dinner once you returned. Please say yes. She is about to drive me absolutely batty." "We can be there at 7:00 tonight, if that's all right with her," said Lucius from behind Harry, wrapping his arms around Harry's waist and putting his chin on the brunette's shoulder. "Thank you, Lucius- never thought I'd ever say that to the git. I'll tell her right now," said Ron quickly. "See ya, Harry." "Bye, Ron," said Harry, leaning against Lucius' broad chest. "Did you hear about Sev and Remi?"

"Yeah, they got married while we were gone," said Lucius quietly. "Sev's pregnant!" exclaimed Harry. "I just can't believe it." "Are you not happy about it?" asked Lucius curiously, sensing Severus' presence behind him. "I am happy for him," said Harry quickly. "Sev deserves this happiness, and I would not begrudge him this for anything in the world. It's just that he's not going to be Mother Sev to me anymore, you know? He'll have his own child to mother." Harry sighed and smiled self-deprecatingly. "I'm just being selfish, so just ignore me." "Just because he has another child, it doesn't mean he won't love you anymore, Harry," said Lucius softly. "Just look at the Weasleys. Molly has seven children and she loves them all equally." "Yes, but they are actually her children," said Harry reasonably. "My parents are dead, so it's really not the same. Luc, don't worry about it. I am happy about the baby no matter what happens." Harry suddenly smiled impishly. "We can at least share pregnancy stories. He ate crackers and honey with me this afternoon." "Crackers and honey?" asked Lucius, wrinkling his nose in disgust. "That's one thing I don't mind you sharing with Severus." He heard Severus back out of the room and smiled. Things would be all right for a while. "Wimp," said Harry teasingly. ***** Dinner at the Weasleys was a strained affair. Lucius and Draco were extremely uncomfortable as they were subjected to numerous glares throughout the meal. Harry got increasingly upset about their attitude towards his mates until he finally just exploded. "That is it!" he cried, startling everyone at the table. "Let me make one thing clear. Lucius and Draco are my husbands, my mates. I will not tolerate this attitude towards them. In case you've forgotten, they are the ones who helped me defeat Voldemort, and I love them. If you can't accept that, then I think we should leave." "Hey, mate, we have no problems with them," said George firmly. "Yeah, if you're happy, we're happy," said Fred, nodding his head emphatically. "You know I'm on your side," said Ron quietly. "Well, I don't accept this," snapped Ginny angrily. "Have you forgotten what he did to me? I almost died because of Lucius bloody Malfoy. I won't forgive him." "Miss Weasley, I didn't have a choice about giving that to you," said Lucius evenly. "I don't care. It's still your fault," said Ginny arrogantly. "Harry, as long as you're with these bastards, I don't even want to see your face. You've betrayed your family by being with them." "Ginny, I may have considered you a sister in the past, but right now I consider you a childish little brat. I will be more than happy to leave your presence. I'm happy now. I have two mates who love me and a child on the way. I refuse to throw that away because you don't like my choice of spouse," said Harry imperiously. He threw his napkin on the table in disgust and climbed carefully to his feet. "I've completely lost my appetite. I'm ready to go home, Luc." "Come on, kitten," said Draco, wrapping an arm around his mate's waist and leading him out of the room. "Thank you for dinner," said Lucius politely, nodding briefly and following Harry and Draco out of the room. He opened a portal and they were home within minutes. ***** "Draco, are you happy here?" asked Harry hesitantly. "Of course I am. Why?" asked Draco, staring at Harry with worry. "Well, this house is a little small with the three of us and Remi and Sev. Plus we have a baby on the way, and so do they," said Harry quietly. "What are you trying to say? That you want Severus and Remus to move out?" asked Draco incredulously. "No!" said Harry emphatically. "I was thinking about giving Remi and Sev this house, and us moving out." "And just where would we go, kitten? All of the Malfoy property was seized by the Ministry and Grimmauld Place was

destroyed by the Dark Lord," said Draco irritably. He still couldn't believe that after all they did to save the wizarding world, the Ministry had still taken all of their property. His only consolation was that they had gotten to keep their money. "Never mind. It was just a thought," said Harry quietly, backing out of the room quickly. He didn't know why, but he'd felt really restless the last two weeks. Deciding that a nap would probably make him feel a little better, Harry carefully climbed the stairs to his room. Halfway up the stairs, a sharp pain stabbed through his stomach. Harry grunted at the pain and rubbed his belly soothingly before continuing up the stairs. Five minutes later, just as he reached his room, another pain shot through his belly. A sudden gush of wetness from his lower regions made his eyes widen in sudden realization. "Lucius!" He waited until the next contraction hit, but Lucius still hadn't answered. He pointed his wand at the puddle of fluid, and spelled it away. "Lucius! Sev!" Another contraction hit, this time a little sooner. "Damnit, where is everyone when you need them?" Harry went into his bedroom and pulled off his sodden clothing, pulling on a robe instead. "Harry?" called Remus through the door. "Are you all right? I heard you yell for Lucius and Severus, but they're not here." Harry yanked the door open with a snarl. "They're not here? Where the fuck did they go?" growled Harry angrily. Lucius knew he would go into labour any day, and that bastard had left him. "That bastard. I can't believe he left when he knew I could go into labour. Owww. Fuck that hurts. I am going to kill him when he gets back. I am in pain, and he's not here to help me. This is his daughter." "You're in labour?" screeched Remus in panic. He didn't know what to do. Severus was the one who had been preparing for Taryn's birth. He flinched when Harry growled at him, flashing his fangs. "Okay, how far apart are the contractions?" "Less than five minutes," snapped Harry, "But my water has already broken." "Bloody hell," cried Remus, running his hand through his hair nervously. "Fuck, Harry, I don't know what to do. I don't know how to deliver a baby, especially from a male pregnancy. I'll be right back." Remus ran from the room to the nearest fireplace, leaving a panic-stricken and hurting Harry behind. He Flooed the Ministry, asking them if Lucius and Severus were still there, but he was told that they had left over an hour ago. Really about to freak now, Remus finally recalled that Draco could open portals. He ran down the stairs into the living room. "Draco, you need to open a portal and find Lucius and Sev. Harry's in labour." "Damnit," said Draco, jumping to his feet and concentrating on opening a portal to his father's location. The portal finally opened, and he practically dove into the swirling green depths. Landing on the ground, Draco saw his father and Severus embracing each other and growled angrily. "What the fuck are you doing?" he snarled, watching them spring apart guiltily. "I was sent to find you because Harry's in labour and you betray him like this? How could you do that to him?" "Draco, it's not what you think," said Lucius calmly, ignoring Draco's scoff of disbelief. "I knew that Harry was getting restless and feeling a little crowded, so Sev and I went to the Ministry to ask them to release the Malfoy property. The Minister refused to relinquish our property." "And this has what to do with betraying our mate?" sneered Draco impatiently. "I offered to buy Severus and Remus their own house," said Lucius abruptly. "Severus started crying so I hugged him." "Right," mocked Draco, "Because Severus normally cries over things like that. Now pull the other leg." "He's telling the truth, you little prat," snapped Severus, turning to face Draco as he wiped the tears off his face. "I'm pregnant, so my emotions are a little wild at the moment." "I would never betray Harry like that," said Lucius quietly. "I love him more than anything. I couldn't hurt him in such a way." "That's good to know, but we've gotta go," said Draco quickly, remembering why he was there in the first place. "Harry's in labour, and Remus is a total wreck." He quickly opened a portal back to Godric's Hollow, and they were home in minutes. "He's in our bedroom, so hurry." Lucius practically dragged Severus up the stairs in his haste to get to Harry's side. A loud scream reached them as they reached the top of the staircase. This time, Severus left Lucius in his wake as he raced to his proclaimed son. Flinging the door open, Severus saw Remus starting the spell to cut open Harry's stomach. "No!" he yelled frantically, lunging across the room and knocking the werewolf's wand away. "Elves have natural wombs, so the males give birth anally." He turned to check on Harry and saw the grimace of pain on the elf's face. "Harry, how are you?" Harry stared at Severus in total disbelief. Then he exploded. "I am in fucking pain here. How do you think I'm doing?" he snarled viciously. "Make it stop, Sev." He saw Lucius standing nervously at the door. "Help me, Luc. It hurts." Lucius quickly climbed into the bed behind Harry, whispering soothingly to the pain-racked brunette. Ignoring Harry's burst of temper, Severus pushed Harry's legs apart and checked to see how far he was dilated. "Bloody Hell, Harry, you're fully dilated. On the next contraction, push." Severus felt Harry's stomach tighten with the contraction.

"Push, Harry. Now!" Harry pushed through the contraction and collapsed weakly as the contraction eased. Harry groaned as another contraction hit, mindlessly obeying Severus' demands to push. He screamed at an unbearable pressure in his anal passage and cried silently when it eased with a pop. "Good, Harry. The head is out. Just a few more pushes," cried Severus, pulling the baby out as the shoulders pushed through. Severus placed the baby on Harry's chest and quickly cut and tied the umbilical cord. Handing the little girl to Remus for him to clean, Severus commanded Harry to push once more and disposed of the afterbirth. "It's over now, love," whispered Lucius, stroking Harry's sweaty brow. "Our little girl is finally here." He winced as Harry suddenly gripped his arm in a fierce hold, panting as another pain raced through him. Instinctively pushing through the contraction, Harry collapsed against Lucius. "No, Harry!" cried Severus, running back to the elf. "You'll hemorrhage if you keep pushing like that." He paused as he saw another contraction ripple through Harry's stomach. "Fuck, Harry, push." "You just said not to push," cried Harry, pushing once again. Three minutes later, Harry gave birth to a little boy. He was smaller than his sister, only four pounds nine ounces. Taryn weighed in at five pounds five ounces. "You have a little boy, Harry," said Severus, placing the little boy gently in Harry's arms while Remus handed Taryn to Lucius. "What are you going to name him?" "Can you do a quick paternity spell on him?" asked Harry quietly, smiling at his youngest child. "I have a feeling this little one is Draco's." A paternity spell confirmed that the little boy was indeed Draco's son. "Remus, will you ask Draco to come in? He's right outside the door." Remus walked to the door and wordlessly pulled the surprised blonde into the room. "Draco, I have someone you need to meet." Draco slowly walked to the bed and watched Harry uncover the baby he was holding. "Meet your son. He took everyone by surprise, except for maybe Cely. I think she knew all along." "My son?" asked Draco, staring at the baby in awe. "What did you name him?" "I wanted to ask if you had any suggestions," said Harry simply. "I named Taryn, but I was totally unprepared for a boy. So, anything come to mind?" "Rowan," said Draco quietly. "Rowan Ashton Malfoy." "What do you think?" Harry asked the baby. "You like Rowan?" Rowan squealed and waved his fists furiously. "Rowan, it is." ***** Two weeks after the birth, Harry was packing his bags once more. Lucius had convinced Severus and Remus to let him have a house built for them. With a little negotiating, he'd also managed to procure the parcel of land bordering Harry's house and made preparations for the house to be built there. Now Lucius, Harry, and Draco were leaving to visit Cely and Uri again. Harry had a major bone to pick with his grandmother for not telling him about Rowan. "Ready, love?" asked Lucius, startling Harry from his thoughts. Harry smiled and nodded, taking Taryn from her father and following Lucius to the library where Draco was waiting. Lucius opened a portal and they appeared directly into the room with Aracely. "Cely, you are in so much trouble," said Harry by way of greeting. "I can't believe you didn't tell me about Rowan." "I thought it would be a nice surprise, Harry," said Aracely, smiling benignly at her grandson. "For you, and for Draco." "It was definitely a surprise," muttered Harry with a pout. "Oh, give it up, kitten," said Draco laughingly. "She's always gonna know more than she lets on. You should be used to it after dealing with that old coot Dumbledore for so long." "Yeah, you're probably right," sighed Harry. "So, Cely, what do you see in my future?" "Three more children- two for Draco, one for Lucius," said Aracely with a smile. "A little pain and hurt feelings, and a lot of happiness. You're going to have one interesting marriage." The End Back to index

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