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      Malfoy/Harry_Potter
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      Snape, Blaise_Zabini
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      Published: 2005-09-29 Completed: 2009-04-02 Chapters: 6/6 Words: 16356
****** Sharing ******
by Draco Rox Mai Sox [archived by HPFandom_archivist]
Summary
     Draco is not Lucius's 'son'...then what is he? and how does this
     affect Harry and his recent inheritance?
Notes
     Note from SeparatriX, the archivist: this story was originally
     archived at HP_Fandom, which was closed for health and financial
     reasons. To preserve the archive, I began manually importing its
     works to the AO3 as an Open Doors-approved project in August 2016. I
     e-mailed all creators about the move and posted announcements, but
     may not have reached everyone. If you are (or know) this creator,
     please contact me using the e-mail address on HP_Fandom_collection
     profile.
***** The Family Secret *****
Title: Sharing
Author: DracoRoxMaiSox
Rating: M+ (for later chapters)
Beta: Princesspepper!
Disclaimer: I don’t own nothing but the plot (which was formed by the idea of
jameschick)
Challenge: A Veela story with a twist.
Narcissa Black-Malfoy is barren but does not find out until after the wedding.
Unable to provide Lucius with an heir they search through the massive library
of Malfoy Manor to find a spell of some sort to rectify this. What they come up
with is a very dark, very illegal cloning potion.
With no other options, as divorce is unheard of in pureblood marriages, as well
as the fact that Lucius truly loves his wife, they brew the potion in secret
and Draco is created.
The Malfoy family has dormant Veela genetics, but because of the cloning potion
(possibly something was done wrong), Draco comes into his inheritance on his
16th birthday. Because he and Lucius are essentially the same person, Lucius'
dormant Veela genes activate as well.
Their mate? Harry Potter.
How they get together, what happens to Harry, whether Lucius and Draco fight
over him or come to an amiciable agreement is up to you.
Any rating, dark, light, fluff, angst, whatever you want to write will make me
happy.
 
A/N: I know that I shouldn’t start another story right now but I have a block
with “Utter Confusion” and I have plot bunnies jumping around in my head. Well
this is a response to an issued challenge by jameschick.
*** *** ***
“POTTER, are you done with breakfast yet!” shouted Vernon Dursley at the
seventh year student. During the summer before the wizard’s seventh year,
Vernon had decided to start punishing the boy again. He basically went back to
the treatment he had used before anyone knew Harry was a wizard. The only
difference was that he wasn’t under the stairs, and Vernon had started beating
him. Fudge had stupidly bound Harry's wand so he wouldn’t be able to do magic
during the summer until he graduated. This had only served as more
encouragement for Vernon to start beating Harry.
Sporting a black eye, a bruised cheek, a busted lip, and a sprained wrist,
Harry walked into the living room with a tray of three plates filled to the
brim with breakfast.
“Here you go, Uncle Vernon.” Harry said under his breath as he put down the
tray. The tortured boy barely had time to stand up straight before he was
punched his previously un-bruised cheek.
“What took you so long? Do you expect us to starve?” Vernon said with some
mirth in his voice. Harry shook his head and walked out of the room, into the
garden. He started pruning the rose bushes.
*** *** ***
“Happy Birthday, Draco!” shouted Lucius. They were celebrating Draco’s
sixteenth birthday. For some reason Dumbledore had insisted that Draco come to
Hogwarts a year early when he was first starting. The old headmaster had
noticed that Draco exceeded most of his friends in primary school, so he
started his first year at ten years old, unlike most students who started at
eleven. Even with being the youngest in his grade, he was one of the smartest
kids in said grade. If it weren’t for Hermione and a few Ravenclaws, then he
would surpass his entire year.
A few seconds after Draco blew out his candles, an owl came through the window
that looked as if it were from the Ministry. It dropped the letter on the
table, plucked the ‘D’ from Draco’s name off the cake, and flew away.
“Hey, that bloody bird took the ‘D’. The ‘D’ was supposed to be for me!”
“Draco, just read the letter.”
“Ah, yes, the letter that the cake frosting-stealing bird dropped on the table.
Where is said letter?”
“It’s right next to the cake, Drake. Who’s it fr—” Lucius stopped before he
could finish the question. He saw the seal and instantly knew whom it was from.
He sat down and put his head in his hands.
“Father, what’s wrong?”
“Just read the damn letter.”
“It looks like it’s from mum,” Draco said in a hoarse whisper as he saw the
seal on the back. It said: “The one and only NBM.” Narcissa had died during
Draco’s sixth year. They were still getting over the loss of the woman.
“Draco, just open it.” Lucius already knew that the letter Draco was just
beginning to open contained the truth about him. He guessed that Narcissa had
written this letter in case she didn’t make it until Draco gained his
inheritance.
*** *** ***
“POTTER, there’s a bloody owl knocking on the window. If you don’t send it off
within thirty seconds, I will be forced to shoot it.” Harry ran across the
house and through the living room towards the window. He opened the window and
the owl swooped up to Harry’s room.
“If you don’t get that bloody thing out of this house, I will be forced to hurt
you.” if what he had already done to Harry wasn’t hurting him, he didn’t want
to know what was. The poor boy bounded up the stairs before Vernon could touch
him.
“Whose bloody bird are you?” Harry asked the eagle owl as he opened the letter.
He looked at the crest on the envelope, “of course it would be the Malfoy’s who
are trying to kill me. Why are they sending me anything in the first place?”
Harry asked himself, since the owl had flown out his open window. He cautiously
opened the envelope and took out the letter.
*** *** ***
Dearest Draco,
If you are receiving this letter, then I have passed away. I don’t know how
long ago it was, but I want you to accept it and be happy with your life. You
are also getting this letter because it’s your 16th birthday. I wish you the
happiest birthday and hope it’s a good one.
I actually wrote this letter to tell you the truth about who you are. When
Lucius and I first married, we found out that I could not be impregnated. We
really wanted a child, so we decided to ask for the help of your godfather,
Severus. He helped us gain information on, and create, a Cloning Potion. You,
my dearest Draco, are a clone of Lucius.
After we had made the potion, and you, the clone child, started growing, we saw
that the book we found the potion in said something about Veelas in fine, fine
print. After magnifying the print we saw that it said something along of the
lines of this: ‘If cloning Veela who did not gain his/her inheritance before
he/she turned 16, when the clone turns 16, both the clone and original person
will gain inheritance, and have to search for a mate. If the original is
already married, then he/she won’t feel the pull to his/her mate as much as the
clone. Being basically the same person, the original and clone will have the
same mate.’
I’m sorry you had to find out this way. I had hoped that Lucius would have told
you before you got this letter but I highly doubt he has.
Another thing: I know you don’t like sharing, but if you’re okay with it, then
let your father interact with your mate. If only one of you interact with said
mate, then whichever one of you hasn’t will die. I am sorry to tell you this.
I love you son. I love you and your father very much.
Love, your mother, who misses you dearly,
Nacrassa Black-Malfoy.
“How could you not tell me?”
“I just couldn’t bring myself to. I am truly sorry.”
“I bet if mum hadn’t written this letter, you would have let me go after our
mate, and you would have died while I was happy them. You wouldn’t have told me
that I am your clone. You wouldn’t have said a bloody thing.”
“I just wanted you to be happy. I know that we’ll both need to mate, but you
don’t like sharing. I know you don’t, don’t even try to deny it. I had a good
life, and seeing you happy with your mate, even if it was also making me
miserable at the same time, would make me happy. I would have died a happy
man.”
“YOU WOULD NOT HAVE DIED HAPPY, AND YOU KNOW IT! You said it yourself, you
would be miserable just knowing that I have our mate, and you can’t have him or
her. Can you figure out if they’re a male or female?”
“I don’t know about that last part. I guess you’re right. I think that you
should talk to Sev though, because he’ll be able to make a potion that can dull
your Veela senses. By midnight tonight, you will have your full powers and have
to find your mate. Your mate has a special smell, and since your sense of smell
is heightened, it would be heard not to find him or her, if he or she were in
the room with you. You can also ask Sev if there is a potion that could tell
you if it’s a man or a woman.”
“I have to think about this. Call me down when people start coming. I’ll talk
to Sev after the party. Wait, why don’t you talk to Sev? I mean, you’ve known
him forever, and he is like your brother.”
“Sev and I had a little row, and now he won’t give me my potions for dimming my
powers. I hope he’ll still give you yours.” Draco nodded in understanding and
left. The cake, which now read ‘Happy Birthday raco!’ was left untouched except
for the missing ‘D’ as Lucius left the room also.
*** *** ***
Dear Mr. Harry Potter,
We are pleased to inform you that you have been invited to the 16th Birthday
Party for Draconis Narcissa Malfoy. We know that this is a surprise coming from
us. We also know that you might think that this is a plan that has to do with
You-Know-Who. We assure you that since we joined the Order of the Phoenix
secretly, You-Know-Who has nothing to do with it. You can be assured that this
is not a trap or a trick.
We both hope that you will come to celebrate Draco’s Birthday with us. The
celebration is being held at Malfoy Manor at seven o’clock on Wednesday, August
28. There is a port key enclosed with this letter so you can travel to the
Manor. It is set to leave at 7 o’clock on the dot. We hope that you can come,
and send your RSVP ASAP.
Sincerely yours,
Lucius Draconis Malfoy
Draconis Narcissa Malfoy
Harry was invited to Draco’s Birthday Party, and it wasn’t a trap. During their
sixth year, Harry had found out that Lucius was a spy for the Order. He found
this out when Lucius was bailed out of Azkaban, by none other then the
manipulating Albus Dumbledore. Lucius had only been in jail for about a month.
Draco and Harry had stopped going at each other’s throats, and acted civilized
towards each other. Even so, he still was surprised that he was being invited
to their house for a party.
‘Wait,’ thought Harry, ‘Draco’s only turning sixteen. Why isn’t he in Ginny’s
year if he’s sixteen?’
“POTTER, GET YOUR ARSE BACK HERE! DID I TELL YOU TO STAY IN YOUR ROOM AND NOT
WORK!” Harry jumped off of his bed and ran downstairs. He stopped right in
front of his uncle. Vernon then proceeded to punch him in the gut. “Now get out
of my sight and finish in the garden.”
Harry tried to run out of the house, but was too hurt, so once he got out of
the room, he started to walk slowly. He went back outside and started gardening
without the use of one hand because of his wrist. He took off his shirt since
he was getting hot and went towards the bush. As he was pruning, he got cuts
all over his wrists, arms, and chest.
*** *** ***
Lucius sat in his library, sipping his fire whiskey, when in his fireplace, a
big bunch of green flames shot up and the face of Dumbledore appeared.
“Ah Lucius, my boy, I thought that I would find you here,” said a very chipper
Dumbledore.
“What do you want, old man?”
“What’s wrong?”
“Nothing, just remembering. What do you want?” Lucius stated half truthfully.
“Well, I was hoping that you could check up on our dear Mr. Potter. He hasn’t
been writing his friends, or even receiving their letters. I would do it
myself, but I have some pressing matters to deal with.”
“Why not send Snape?” Lucius practically spat out the name.
“He’s also busy. I went to him this morning before I fire called you. He told
me not to tell you why he’s busy though. Is there something happening between
the two of you?”
“I will check on Mr. Potter this morning. Goodbye Dumbledore.”
“Thank you, and goodbye Mr. Malfoy.” With that, Dumbledore’s head disappeared.
“I think I should take Draco. He claims that our dear Mr. Potter hasn’t sent an
RSVP for his birthday party yet.” Lucius thought out loud to himself. He
snapped his fingers and a house elf with big purple eyes that was dressed in a
pillowcase appeared.
“What is it that you are wanting, Master Malfoy?”
“I would like you to retrieve my son and tell him to meet me in the room.”
“Yes Master Malfoy,” said the elf before he disappeared. Lucius walked swiftly
out of his library, and strode down the hall. He saw his son leaning against
the door to the room. Draco looked up when he heard his father’s footsteps.
“Where are we going, father?” some habits were hard to break.
*** *** ***
“Potter, are you done out there, yet?”
“Almost, Uncle Vernon.”
“What do you mean almost? Get in here, boy. Why haven’t you finished yet?”
Harry just bowed his head and waited for the blow that was sure to come. Vernon
struck Harry’s other eye. During his sixth year, Harry had gotten his glasses
severely broken and decided to fix his eyesight.
“Now finish soon, boy, and start on dinner!” Harry scampered out of the room
holding his now bruising eye.
Harry went back to gardening and getting pricked more since he couldn’t see as
well. Harry was sure that he was going to need glasses again. As he was
finishing he started getting drowsy and the heat was getting to him. He fainted
onto the ground right by the rose bushes, and missed them by an inch. A few
minutes later, two distinctive pops were heard around Privet Drive. The two
that just Apparated looked around the small backyard, but as they were
examining the rose bushes, they noticed the savior of their world unconscious
next to the bushes.
“Dad, I don’t feel so good. Something smells really strong, but I cant tell
what it is. It’s making me feel faint.” Lucius put his hand on his son’s
shoulder. He then walked over to Harry and made sure he was alive. He was still
breathing, but it was very shallow. And very slow.
“Father, what’s wrong with him?” Draco looked from Harry’s body up to his
father’s face. Lucius had his eyes shut. Suddenly he opened his eyes and they
were smoldering. They were darker then Draco had ever seen them, and he knew
that he didn’t want to be at the wrath of his father right now.
“Wait here.” Draco looked down at Harry’s unconscious body lying on the ground.
“Father, he needs help. He looks as if he’s lost a lot of blood recently, and
he seems as if he’s starving.” Draco looked up to see his father walking into
the house in front of him. He started shaking Harry.
“Wha—Malfoy? What are you doing here?” Harry tried to sit up but just fell back
again, “I don’t feel good. What’s happening to me?”
“I’m not sure Harry. It seems as if you have lost an excessive amount of blood
recently, and that you really need to eat something. Are these muggles treating
you well?” Harry just barely shook his head no. He soon closed his eyes, and
was unconscious once again. This was the moment Lucius chose to walk out of the
house.
“Come Draco, we’re leaving. Bring Mr. Potter, we are going home.”
*** *** ***
“Who are you and why are you in my house?” asked Vernon
“Why did you hurt him?”
“What? Hurt who? What are you talking about?” Lucius just glared at Vernon,
“You’re one of those freaks, aren’t you?”
Lucius said nothing but suddenly Vernon was bound to the chair he was sitting
in.
“Vernon!” shrieked Petunia. Lucius glared at the woman; she shut her mouth and
sat back in her seat.
“Now, I ask again, why did you hurt him?”
“Because he deserved it.” Vernon spat.
“What did he do to deserve such a harsh punishment?” Vernon said nothing. He
just smirked.
“Nothing, he did nothing but be a goddamn wizard!” Everyone was shocked at
Petunia’s outburst. “Now let my husband go.”
“I’ll let him go,” Lucius said smirking, “in one minute.”
Lucius murmured another spell before unbinding Vernon. The family didn’t notice
the extra spell. Lucius promptly turned around and walked out.
*** *** ***
Once back in Malfoy Manor, Draco called for his house elf.
“Master Draco called?”
“Help him.” Draco said pointing to the unconscious form of Harry Potter on the
floor.
“Is that Harry Potter, Master Draco?”
“Yes, now help him. He has a lot of bruises and cuts.”
“Yes, Master Draco.” With a pop both the house elf and the body of Harry Potter
were gone from the room.
“What did you tell his family?” Draco asked his father.
“I told them nothing. I only asked why they hurt Mr. Potter.”
“What did they say?”
“They said that he deserved it.” Lucius looked almost as sad as when he found
out his wife was dead. Draco knew to change the subject. Lucius started walking
out of the room, with Draco right on his heels.
“Why did that smell make me light headed?”
“Because, my dear Draco, we have found our mate. Mr. Potter seems to be our
mate.”
“What? You’ve got to be kidding me! Why him?” Draco was standing in the middle
of the hall, not moving.
“Draco, we Veelas don’t chose our mates, and our mates don’t choose us. I don’t
know why the fates have chosen him as our mate, but you have to embrace it, as
do I.”
*** *** ***
“Mr. Harry Potter sir, can you wake up now?” asked the house elf politely.
Harry grunted. “What was that, Mr. Harry Potter sir? I didn’t catch that.”
“Just Harry,” he said as he opened his eyes. “Just call me Harry.”
“Okay, um… Harry, you have to rest for a while. You also have to eat your food
every meal. You are malnourished. I have healed most of your cuts and bruises.
The cut on your cheek just wont go away. I have to check on Master Draco now.
Please don’t get up until I get back.”
“Okay,” Harry said drowsily before falling back asleep. With a pop, the house
elf disappeared.
*** *** ***
“Do you still want to make a potion that will show us our mate? You can make
sure that Harry is our mate.”
“Okay, that’s a good idea.” Draco snapped his fingers and a few seconds later
his house elf appeared.
“Master Draco called?”
“Yes, how is Mr. Potter feeling? Is he okay, is he sick?”
“Mr. Potter will be fine,” said the elf sheepishly, “I tried to get him to be
eating but he just fell back asleep. He seems to be exhausted and malnourished.
He had a cut on his cheek and I healed it, but it will scar and there will be
nothing I is able to be doing.”
“Thank you, you can go now. Try and get Mr. Potter to eat something. When
you’re done with him, continue to get the hall ready for the party later.” With
a pop, the elf disappeared. “Draco I think that you should do three things.
First talk to Sev about the potion; second, get ready for the party; and third,
talk to our dear Mr. Potter. You can do the third after the party, or something
like that.”
“Okay, dad. I’m going to fire call Sev and ask him if he has any spare potions.
Since Harry is here, it will be harder.”
“Okay, I’m going to get ready for the party.” The two went their separate ways
to their bedchambers and get dressed. Once in his room, Draco put some floo
powder into the fire and stuck his head in, calling for Severus.
“Hello, my young godson. Are you ready for your big party? I hear it’s a
Slytherin-Gryffindor party. Very brave soul, you are. What is it you want,
Draco?” Sev said walking through the fire.
“Actually I would like some sense duller.”
“I’m guessing that you came into the inheritance?”
“Yeah.”
“I guess I could give you the potion. Do you know who your mate is?”
“We think we do, but we’re not sure. I was also wondering if there was a potion
that would tell us if he’s really our mate.”
“Why do you say “we”? You’ve never really been one for sharing, and I’m talking
about your toys and quills, but something this big; your mate… I mean, most
people in your situation would not share.”
“So what do you want me to do, let my father die? Sev, I don’t know why you two
are fighting, but I don’t want him to go insane and die because I was selfish
over Harry.”
“Harry? You mean that your mate is Harry-bloody-Potter?”
“Shit, I didn’t mean to tell you that. Yes he is our mate.”
“Okay, I’m sorry, I don’t want your—uh—father to die, but I was just worried
that you wouldn’t want to share. Do you want to know why Lucius and I are
fighting?”
“Yes, I do. And I hope that you won’t keep the potion from him or myself
because of what you were fighting about.”
“Lucius didn’t want to tell you that you were his clone—he was going to go to
the Minister, and tell him to give him your mother’s letter. Then he said that
he would rather you be happy, rather than you having to sacrifice some of your
mate to share with him.”
“That’s ridiculous.”
“I know, and that’s what I told him. I kept telling him that even if you don’t
want to be in a relationship with him and your mate, you would still let him
have enough time with your mate so that he wouldn’t go crazy. You would do
that, right?”
“Of course, but I don’t mind being in a relationship with him. Was that it? Is
that the only reason you won’t give him the potion?”
“Actually no, but before I tell you this, you have to promise not to tell your
father that I told you. Actually, maybe I shouldn’t tell you. I’ll ask your
father if it’s okay that I tell you this. If he says no, then I’ll convince him
to tell you himself.”
“Why did you do that to me?” Severus just smirked. “Well I guess I should get
ready for the party. Are you going to stay and just go as you are or are you
going to leave and come back? You are coming, right?”
“Yes Draco, I wouldn’t miss your 16th birthday party for the world. Even though
I am in a little fight with your father. I’m going to come back later. I still
have to change and get your gift from the Manor.”
“See you soon, Uncle Sev.” Severus smiled a small smile before going back to
Snape Manor through the floo.
A/N: Thank you for reading this chapter. Please read and review. Tell me if I
should continue.
***** The Truth *****

Author's notes: Narcissa Black-Malfoy is barren but does not find out until
after the wedding. Unable to provide Lucius with an heir they search through
the massive library of Malfoy Manor to find a spell of some sort to rectify
this. What they come up with is a very dark, very illegal cloning potion.
===============================================================================
Title: Sharing
Author: DracoRoxMaiSox
Rating: NC-17 (for later chapters)
Beta: erisdynamite!!!!
Disclaimer: I don’t own nothing but the plot (which was formed by the idea of
jameschick)
A/N: Hey, I see you guys liked my first chapter if you’re now reading my second
one…thanks to all who reviewed, it was appreciated. Thank you for bring to my
attention the little glitches…they are greatly acknowledged and thought about.
I will fix them through out the story. I’m sorry it took sooooo long to update,
but at first I had writers block, and then my computer when on the fritz, after
I was like almost finished with the chapter. But thanx for reading. Well
without further ado, ‘lets rock this bitch’
Last Chapter:
“Yes Draco, I wouldn’t miss your 16th birthday party for the world. Even though
I am in a little fight with your father. I’m going to come back later. I still
have to change and get your gift from the Manor.”
“See you soon, Uncle Sev.” Severus smiled a small smile before going back to
Snape Manor through the floo.
Chapter Two:
“Master Draco, Master Harry Potter is waking from sleep now. Do you want me to
go look at him or will you go?” said a little house elf with large purple eyes
and a pillowcase covering her little body.
“I’ll go,” said Draco a few minutes after Severus left, he added as he walked
out of the door, “thank you Sandy. You help with the party decorations again.”
Draco walked soundlessly through the corridors, until he found the guestroom,
right next to his room, where Harry was resting. He peaked open the door, to
find Harry sitting up resting on the headboard looking out the window. He
turned to leave when Harry spoke.
“Why” he said, “why did you rescue me from that hell hole of a place to live? I
never told anyone about my life at the Dursleys. I just get everything healed
before I go to school. Even Mrs. Weasley doesn’t know. I tell her that I’m such
a klutz that I fall down the stairs a lot, but I don’t think she really
believes it. I think she knows but she wants me to tell her, because child
abuse is a serious crime. She doesn’t want to accuse it and be wrong. Then the
Dursleys would have more reason to hate her. But that’s not what I asked. I
asked why you and your father, Draco and Lucius Fucking Malfoy, are the ones
that save me.” Harry, who looked out the window through the entire monologue,
finally turned his head to look at Draco “You of all people.”
Draco just stared at Harry. He didn’t know what to say so he didn’t say
anything at all. He just stared. The silence was broken by a ‘pop’ right behind
Draco. He turned around to see Sandy standing there.
“Draco, Master Lucius is wanting to be seeing you in the front hall.”
“Okay, thank you Sandy.” said Draco as the elf popped away, “Rest, Harry. You
need your strength,” he said before walking out the door. Harry nodded before
he turned to look out the window once again.
*** *** ***
“You called father,” said Draco from the top of the staircase in the main hall.
“Yes, Draco, could you come down here please, there is something I need to tell
you.” Draco started walking down the stairs; “Well I have to go out for an
errand or two. I’ll be back in a few hours. Is Mr. Potter awake yet?”
“Yea, he was sitting up on the bed looking out the window. He asked me why we
saved him from those muggles. What should I tell him, father?”
“Tell him the truth. We were sent to check up on him for some unknown reason
and we saw that he had fainted outside in the backyard, all bloodied up, so we
took him here and that was that.”
“Should I tell him about the whole veela thing, yet?”
“No, not yet. I wouldn’t want to worry him while he’s regaining his strength.”
“Okay, see you soon, father.”
“Good Bye, Draco.”
*** *** ***
Draco walked back down the halls to Harry’s room, his head filled with reasons
to tell Harry about him and his father. He kept trying to persuade himself to
tell Harry, but Lucius said not to worry him yet, so he would have to keep
quiet.
“Harry?” he said, peaking his head into the room. Harry turned his head to look
at Draco for a second before turning back to look out the window.
“What do you want?”
“To talk to you. You asked a question and I rudely left without answering it,
so if you still want to know the answer, then I’ll explain it to you.”
“Sure, whatever. Why did the banes of my existence save me from my aunt and
uncle’s house?” his voice was rather dry like he didn’t really want to know
anymore, but that didn’t stray Draco.
“My father got a fire call from Dumbledore, saying that he has to go check up
on you, since you’ve been not owling regularly. He had already gone to Snape,
who was busy, and Remus & Sirius are on a mission. My father was next in line,
so we apparated to those muggles yard. We saw you lying on the ground all cut
and bruised. My father went inside to talk to the muggles. I don’t know what he
did, but he said that they said you deserved it for no reason.” Harry just
nodded, watching Draco, having turned his head in the middle of Draco’s little
speech. Draco continued, “I had stayed outside, to check how bad you were hurt.
Then my father came back out and we came here. A house elf took you to this
room, which is right next to mine, if you need anything while you’re here, and
here we are.”
“Why does your breathing change when you come into this room, like you’re
getting aroused?”
“Damn, Harr-Potter, you just cut to the chase now, don’t you? No beating around
the bush for hours anymore?”
“No,” said Harry, either not noticing the slip-up or not mentioning it. Draco
hoped the latter, “I’ve found that that does nothing at all to help the
situation. Well are you going to answer my question or not?”
“Not at the moment. Er, how could you even tell my breathing changed? It
couldn’t have been that much of a change? So how?”
“If I answer your questions, will you answer mine?” Draco nodded his head, and
Harry sighed in what Draco took as relief, but to Harry it was actually a sigh
of regret.
“Well, I came into my inheritance last year on my sixteenth birthday. The
Potters are a very rare creature. Its almost a mix between veela and vampires.
I have enhanced senses. Plus, since we’re vampires, when your breathing
changes, your blood flows more rapidly than before. Before you ask, yes I have
to find a mate, but I think I’ve already found one.” Harry looked up at Draco,
whose head shot up when he said that last part.
“You have?” asked Draco, “Who? What are you talking about? I’m your mate, well
Father and I are. We are veelas and, well, how do I explain this? I am a clone
of my father, and when I was born, his recessive veela genes had been
activated. I am a clone because my mother” Draco could feel himself tearing up
and hesitated, “was barren. It was an illegal ’dark’ cloning potion that Uncle
Sev found for my parents.”
Harry just stared at Draco. Understanding his story, but not entirely believing
it. It did help to explain why Draco and Lucius smelled exactly the same to him
now. Since Draco had gone through his inheritance recently, he smelled more
like his father. Before he had still smelled underage as it were.
“So my mate is really Lucius, as I thought, but since you are a clone, you also
have to be my mate. What did Lucius say about this situation?”
“He was going to let me believe that I was a veela and have you as a mate,
while he just watched. He wasn’t going to tell me that I was his clone.”
“So how’d you find out?”
“I got a letter from mum. She sent it on my 16th birthday. She said she wrote
it just in case she died before she was able to tell me and had it ready to
send on my birthday, because she knew Lucius wouldn’t tell me. So we were
celebrating my big day and then an official owl flew in and dropped the letter
and ate the writing off the cake. But I didn’t care, well I did, I like cake.
Well I read the letter and didn’t believe it until I saw my father’s face. He
looked like he was pained to let me know the truth. If he had it his way, I
would be with my mate, and he would die very soon. I couldn’t let him die. I
mean he’s not just my dad, he’s well me, or I‘m him. He’s raised me since I was
little. I could always tell he loved my mum but he wasn’t in love with her. I
just want him to have a chance to be truly happy. I’m not sure he can do that,
now that his best friend died. Mum was all he had. I mean he had me and Uncle
Sev, but he was closest to Mum.” Draco looked as if he was about to cry but
then he straightened himself up.
“Are you okay?” asked Harry. Draco looked up at him again, but he had his mask
on. He nodded, stood up and walked to the door
“I have to go. I still have a coming of age party to plan. I’ll let you
contemplate what is going to happen.” He took one last look at Harry before
walking out of the door, muttering to himself “I know I sure as hell have to.”
Harry just stared at the door in which Draco had just left.
*** *** ***
Harry’s POV:
What was going on? I mean I’ve know since I came into my inheritance last year
that Lucius was my mate, but now Draco smells almost exactly the same. How can
I deal with both of them? How are we going to work this out? Will I love one
more than the other? Is Lucius going to do something like let Draco be with me
more or something? I don’t think I can handle that. Even if Draco and I have
somehow grown up together, I’ve been falling for Lucius for a longer amount of
time. But to be fair, I’ve had a small crush on Draco for a while, which has
been confusing the hell out of me, considering I’m supposed to have one love.
*** *** ***
Draco’s POV:
What am I going to do? I promised father that I wouldn’t tell him yet. Also he
said that he’s a vampire-veela mix. How are father and I going to deal with
this? So were going to have to go to the Veela Empire and the Vampire Empire. I
hope they both are against the Dark Lord. Plus is Harry coming to my party? Are
we going to bring him as our dates, or just let him be with his friends? I
can’t believe that Weasley and Granger are coming. Well I have to work on the
rest of the decorations. See if Sandy has finished the Great Hall, yet. I’ll
deal with Harry when Father gets home.
*** *** ***
Normal POV:
Harry fell asleep while thinking about what he had learned. Lucius had come
home to find Draco asleep on his chair while he watched the house elves prepare
for his party. He went over to his son to wake him up.
“Draco, sweetie. Don’t you need to get dressed for your party?”
“Yea, so” said Draco in his sleep. Lucius shook him a bit, trying to wake him.
“Draco, your party is in two hours, you need to get dressed now.” Draco looked
up at his father and nodded, getting up to head to his room. As he passed the
door for Harry’s room, he had officially named it Harry’s room in his head; he
peaked in the door to find Harry asleep. He wanted to stay and stare at him,
but he knew his guests would be arriving soon so he had to get ready so he went
into his room.
Draco dressed in his newest robe, black silk with a silver and green
intertwined trim. Underneath he had on a silver silk shirt with black trousers.
He let his hair fall instead of gelling it up. He looked into the mirror and
saw his hair hung past his
shoulders. ‘I look good,’ he thought to himself.
*** *** ***
Harry woke up to the sounds of knocking on his door and muted music playing in
the background. He sat up and looked at the door, recognizing that someone was
on the other side of the door.
“Come in” he said groggily, while rubbing the sleep out of his eyes and
stretching. The door opened and he saw the heads of his best friends, Ron and
Hermione.
“Harry!!!” shrieked Hermione, “I wasn’t sure if you were actually here.”
“And what are you doing here, anyway?” said Ron, almost seething with anger,
“You know you can always come to the burrow, or probably even ‘Mione’s place,
but the Fucking MALFOYs? Whats wrong with you?”
“Well…”
A/N: Well I’ll end it there, and hopefully update much quicker that last time.
***** Party Time *****

Author's notes: Narcissa Black-Malfoy is barren but does not find out until
after the wedding. Unable to provide Lucius with an heir they search through
the massive library of Malfoy Manor to find a spell of some sort to rectify
this
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A/N: again sry for the long wait...thanx to all those who hve read from the
beginning...extra special thanx to erisdynamite for beta'ing my story!!! YAY!!
hope everythings well. and here we go...
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“Harry!!!” shrieked Hermione, “I wasn’t sure if you were actually here.”
“And what are you doing here, anyway?” said Ron, almost seething with anger,
“You know you can always come to the burrow, or probably even ‘Mione’s place,
but the Fucking MALFOYS? What’s wrong with you?”
“Well…” started Harry, “I didn’t really choose to come here. I passed out from
the heat when I was gardening and I skipped lunch. The Malfoys were apparently
sent to see if I was okay and they brought me back here when they found me.
Plus there’s nothing wrong with them. They’re not evil Ron. I mean, you’re here
aren’t you?”
“Yea, I know. They’re not that bad, but you’re not that close to them yet.”
Harry looked away when his best mate said those words. He knew they were true
and he wanted to be much closer to them both, but he wasn’t sure how it was
going to work. Ron was about to continue talking, apparently not noticing
Harry’s change in attitude, but Hermione beat him to it.
“So, are you coming down to the fancy shindig? It’s actually really nice.
Neville actually came and Seamus and Dean.”
“Yea and mum made me bring Ginny. Apparently we have to set an example for the
other families in the Order and become friends with the Malfoys.”
“Ron!”
“What, it’s true? She wants us to become all lovey dovey with them. I just
don’t see that happening anytime soon.” Harry’s jaw tightened. He struggled not
to let the fact that the very people Ron bad mouthed were Harry’s mates. He
didn’t want anyone to talk about his mates that way, but he knew Ron was just
being himself. He took a couple of deep calming breaths. Hermione was about to
scold her friend when Harry responded.
“No Hermione, it’s okay. I’ll be fine. He’ll grow up eventually. Until then
let’s party. I still have to shower so I’ll meet you guys down stairs, okay?”
“Okay, it’s good to see that you’re alright, Harry.” Hermione said pulling Ron
out of the room.
“See you down stairs mate.” Ron shouted right before the door closed
completely. Harry laughed a bit to himself as he heard Ron’s last goodbye. He
looked around the room and saw an outfit carefully laid out on the bench at the
end of his bed.An elegant green silk robe with black and silver trimming. Black
shoes, slacks, and a silk shirt to match lay beside it. He went over and felt
the fabrics. He was somewhat surprised that the Malfoys had spent this money on
him. He smiled to himself. He realized that he was going to be happy with the
Malfoys. Not because they had money, because Merlin knows he has money also,
but because from this gesture he could tell they cared for him. Harry quickly
took a shower, letting the hot water rain over his body. He had missed just
being able to relax in the shower. He remembered rushing in the shower for less
than two minutes before the Dursleys would yank him out for wasting water.
After his shower, Harry put on the outfit that Malfoy had laid out. When he saw
the entire outfit on together, he gasped. His hair was just above his shoulders
and still wet. He decided he liked that look and just left it. He did a spell
so it wouldn’t drip onto his clothes. When he opened the door it seemed that
the music from downstairs became ten times louder. Using the sounds he tried to
make his way downstairs. He started to the right and soon came up to a
staircase. As he went down he saw he was in the main entrance and walked
through the main hallway. He passed a huge set of double doors and as he passed
the music peaked and then started getting quieter. He walked back to the door
and stood nervously in front of it, debating on not going in at all.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Draco looked around and saw his friends and the Gryffindors mingling slightly.
Many people danced in peace, the dance floor being one of the few places that
it didn’t matter which house one came from, they simply enjoyed the high of
dancing. He wanted to be one of those people just happy to be dancing, but he
wanted to be dancing with his mate. He wondered how Harry was doing. He had
told Hermione and Ron where to find Harry and they’d come back down about 15
minutes ago. Maybe Harry didn’t want to come down. He stood up and walked to
the entrance door, already deciding to check on Harry as he looked at the
party. People could still have fun without the birthday boy for 10 minutes. As
he opened the door, he saw Harry leaning on the wall across the hall staring at
the door. He looked stunningly beautiful in the outfit Draco had picked out for
him specially when they brought their mate home. Draco froze and stared at
Harry. The wet hair hanging there with those stunning green eyes staring back
at him, with the scar under his right eye on his cheek made Draco unable to
move.
“Hey Draco, sounds like a great party.” Harry said when he finally gained his
voice. He couldn’t stop staring at Draco’s outfit, similar to his own but with
the colors switched.
“Uh yeah,” Draco said looking behind him at the people dancing, “You want to
come in?” he asked. Harry nodded and stepped inside to be embraced by Neville,
Dean and Seamus. Draco stood right behind the embrace, feeling very jealous. He
didn’t want these people touching his Harry. Only himself and his father could
touch HIS Harry. Harry could sense Draco’s discomfort and pealed out of the
hug. He stepped back from them, without being rude.
“Hey guys! What’s up? How’s your summer been?” he asked so they wouldn’t notice
the step back. He looked behind him as they guys didn’t say anything. He had
turned in time to see Severus and Lucius walk in holding hands.
“What’s that about? Finally figured out no one else would want either of them,
so they get together,” said Seamus laughing. The others started laughing. Harry
just stood completely still glaring at Severus. He barely restrained himself
from storming over and punching the potions master.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Draco was talking to Blaise while Harry talked to his friends.
“Hey, didn’t you say you dad and Severus were fighting?” Blaise said as he
noticed the two older men walk into the hall hand in hand. Draco looked over
too see this sight, wondering what was going on. As he looked over he noticed
Harry standing completely still while his friends laughed. Draco wondered what
Harry was thinking about as he faced the two older men.
“Err—yeah they were. Or so I thought. Excuse me.” He said to Blaise as he
started walking towards his father and godfather.
“Hey Uncle Sev. Glad you could make it. But I thought you two were fighting.”
He said after kissing Severus’ cheek, and then looking pointedly at his
father’s hand entwined with his godfathers.
“Oh yes well, we’ve worked it out.” Said Lucius.
“And I’m guessing I’m not going to know what it was you were fighting about.”
“When you need to know you’ll know.” Said Severus, who suddenly looked over
Draco’s head, froze and then chuckled. “I think someone needs to go calm your
mate down.” He slowly extracted his hand from Lucius’.
Draco turned to see Harry twist around, not facing them anymore. Even from the
side, Draco could see Harry fuming sliently. Draco looked over at Lucius and
with his eyes, questioned what he should do.
“Go over and talk to him. I’m assuming you told him about us.” Lucius said with
a slight smile. Draco nodded and turned to face Harry but didn’t move. He
didn’t know what he would say.
A/N thanx again...please R&R
***** Needed Friends *****

Author's notes: Narcissa Black-Malfoy is barren but does not find out until
after the wedding. Unable to provide Lucius with an heir they search through
the massive library of Malfoy Manor to find a spell of some sort to rectify
this.
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A/N: hey readers. Thanks for readin my story. again sorry it took so long
again. And Great thanks to erisdynamite for beta'ing my story!!
Enjoy
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Draco turned to see Harry twist around, not facing them anymore. Even from the
side, Draco could see Harry fuming silently. Draco looked over at Lucius and
with his eyes, questioned what he should do.
“Go over and talk to him. I’m assuming you told him about us.” Lucius said with
a slight smile. Draco nodded and turned to face Harry but didn’t move. He
didn’t know what he would say.
*** *** ***
Harry turned to face his friends. He didn’t want to be jealous that Severus was
close with Lucius. Harry looked down at his shoes so he wouldn’t be glaring at
any of his friends. Hermione noticed that he wasn’t paying attention to their
conversation.
“Hey Harry,” she said, and then waited until he looked up at her to continue,
“You wanna dance?” she said looking him in the eyes, and nodding towards the
floor. The music was slowing down but she didn’t really care. She smiled at
Harry and took his hand as he hesitated. He nodded at her as she started to
pull him off towards the dance floor.
Harry pulled Hermione towards him on the floor. He held one of her hands and
put the other one on her back. They started to dance to the song So Close from
the muggle movie Enchanted. They smiled at each other when they realized what
song it was; when the movie had come out Hermione had taken Harry to it when he
was visiting her family in muggle London.
“So, Harry, what’s wrong?” she asked as they dance around the floor. “I saw you
come in, and you were smiling with Draco right behind you, and then when you
were suddenly angry.”
“You notice everything, don’t you?” Harry said chuckling. He looked up at
Hermione and then over her shoulder where he saw Draco glaring at him. He
noticed that Lucius had his hand on Draco’s shoulder, as if to hold him back.
“Well, I guess I just got a bit jealous. Lucius and Snape were walking in
holding hands.” Hermione just nodded. Harry had told her that Lucius was his
mate when they were starting to figure his inheritance.
“You know they’re old friends. They’re probably just really close.” Harry
looked over her shoulder again and then back to Hermione’s face. He saw Draco
sitting down just staring at him.
“So, as you know Lucius is my mate, but apparently, I’m his too.”
“Really?” a Hermione shocked almost shouted, she continued in a more subdued
voice, “I thought you said he didn’t smell like he had a dominant creature in
him.”
Harry smiled, “Yeah well, apparently there was some family history. I have to
tell you, but I don’t want to do it on the dance floor.” Harry stopped dancing.
He started to pull her out of the room and tried to find an empty room near the
party.
*** *** ***
“What is he doing?” Draco said when he noticed Hermione pull his mate onto the
dance floor. He looked back at his father who was smiling, but he saw the
tension in the smile. Lucius looked down at Draco and focused his smile onto
him.
“It’s alright, Draco,” he said trying to hold himself back. He knew that they
were friends, and that this was the feeling Harry when he had walked in with
Severus. “They’re just friends.”
Lucius saw Draco start to move towards their mate and his dance partner so he
put his hand on his son’s shoulder. When Harry looked up Draco just froze
glaring at the brunette that he was embracing. He still wished he could be
dancing with his mate on his birthday. When he saw Harry turn from him again,
he just sat down. He crossed his arms and stared at the couple dancing.
“Father, it’s my birthday party, and I want to spend it with my mate.” Draco
said as he was still watching Harry dance with Hermione.
“I know son, I know.” Lucius said, as he was feeling the same way, but he knew
that Harry had to get used to the idea of being with them. He had to tell his
friends and Lucius hoped that they would accept them being together, because he
didn’t want Harry’s life too change too drastically. He knew that Harry’s
friends have helped him throughout the many troubles their young mate had been
going through.
When Lucius looked back up towards the dance floor, he noticed Harry wasn’t
where he was before. He looked around the room and saw Hermione and Harry
leaving the party. He sat down in between Draco, who was glaring at the door,
and Severus, who was looking worriedly at his godson. He knew that Draco’s
instincts would be telling him to go after his mate and protect him, but he
also knew that Draco knew Harry would need his friends to get through this.
Severus sighed and decided to distract his best friend and godson from their
worry.
*** *** ***
“So what do you have to tell me?” Hermione said looking at Harry. Harry was
preoccupied though. He was looking around the room with awe. It was a small
library with shelves throughout the room. By the entrances where he was
standing was a fireplace on one of the walls. It had two very comfy plush
looking chairs, and a couch in between them facing the fireplace. By the wall
across from was a canvas with a half finished painting sitting on it. Harry
went over to the painting and looked at it. As Harry looked around the room
more he noticed many different paintings around the room. As he went up to them
he saw ‘DM’ signed on them. He figured that if he moved in to the Manor, he
would be spending a lot of time in this room.
Hermione smiled as she watched Harry look around the room. She went and sat
down on the couch, “Harry?” Harry looked up at her from the picture he was
staring at. He went over and sat next to his friend.
“So, yeah…” He said, as he was getting comfortable. He turned towards Hermione
and started, “So you know that I’m a Vampela, but apparently my mate has cloned
himself, so I now have two mates. Both Lucius AND Draco are my mates.”
He said watching for some sort of violent reaction. Instead Hermione just
smiled and said, “That’s amazing.” For which Harry just stared at her. She took
Harry’s hand in her own and continued, “Harry, I know, you’ve been fighting
with the boy and his father for about five years now, but think about it for a
minute. The fates have put you together on so many levels. First, this will
satisfy your need to have two mates, and you wont have to find a suitable
person for your vampire side, and secondly the Fates put you three together not
just through your veela mate instincts but also with theirs. They are Veela
right?” she asked to clarify. Harry nodded.
“Yeah, apparently it was dormant in Lucius, which was why his body allowed him
to marry Narcissa. But apparently when they cloned him to have Draco, it
activated the dormant gene in both of them.” He looked down at their linked
hands and sighed, “I know your right. Its just we have to get past so much,
well past.”
“Harry, I know you can do it; no matter what I’m here for you, and even if you
don’t think so, Ron will be also. He just needs a little extra time to process,
but I know he’ll be there when you need him.” Hermione smiled at Harry, “Come
on, let’s go back to the party.”
“Yeah, I guess you’re right.” Harry said as he stood up, “Thanks for that
little pep talk, I needed it. And thanks for listening.”
Hermione just stood up and hugged Harry close to her and said, “That’s what
friends are for.” As they moved apart from each other, Hermione grabbed one of
Harry’s hands and started to pull him out of the room. Harry followed
reluctantly, but smiling and in a better mood.
*** *** ***
“How long are they going to be in there?” Draco asked his father and his
godfather, when Severus ran out of things to bring up to distract them. Severus
just put his head down onto his arms on the table and let Lucius handle his
clone.
“Draco, be patient. He needs friends and it’s not like they’re going to do
anything. We would know if they did anything.”
“I know. You’re right, but still. I wanna dance with him at least once or twice
before the party’s over.” Draco sighed and stopped staring at the door. Instead
he turned towards the table and copied his godfather, except he was looking
over his arms and glaring at the rest of the party.
“Hey Dray, come dance with me while you wait for your one true love.” Blaise
said as he walked over to his best friend. Draco looked up sharply at his
friend, for he had told Blaise about being a veela and a clone of his father,
but he had left out the fact that his mate was the insufferable Harry Potter.
When he looked at Blaise, he knew that his friend had figured it out, and
instead of talking to him about it, he decided to go with his friend and have
some fun celebrating his birthday. Blaise reached out his hand and started
pulling Draco onto the dance floor.
When they got to the dance floor Blaise pulled Draco close to him and started
grinding with his friend. “You wanna make you mate completely jealous?” Blaise
asked, grinding to the music that was playing. Draco smiled and nodded. He knew
that his all started with his father and godfather walking in hand in hand, but
maybe, he thought, Harry would come and interrupt their dance.
*** *** ***
Hermione pulled Harry back into the party. They went back over to their
friends, who weren’t dancing, which consisted of Ron sitting by himself,
watching his sister dance with Neville. When he saw his other two friends come
towards him he smiled. “Thank goodness you guys are back. Apparently Seamus and
Dean got together over the summer, and Neville still fancies Gin.”
“Actually Ron, Seamus and Dean got together, the middle of last year.” Hermione
said with a sad, kind of ‘sorry-you’re-the-last-to-know’, smile. Harry just
nodded, and looked at the couple they were talking about on the dance floor and
smiled.
“Well, whatever, as long as they don’t use my bed and put up silencing spells.”
Ron said as he slumped a bit in his chair.
Harry continued looking at the people who were dancing on the dance floor. He
noticed Draco dancing with Blaise and became thoroughly pissed. As it seemed,
both of his sides were becoming quickly infatuated with Draco and wanted him
out of the others hands immediately.
“Why don’t you go ask him to dance, mate?” Harry stopped glaring and looked,
shockingly up at his best mate.
“Who, exactly are you talking about?” Harry asked Ron.
“Well it’s either Malfoy or Zabini, but it seems like he’s your mate, and you
two haven’t mated yet. So I think you better go ask him, whichever one it is,
to dance; before your instincts get to strong and you rip the other one to
shreds.” Ron said looking alternatively from Harry’s face, to the floor, to the
couple, and back to the floor.
Harry smiled broadly and hugged his best friend, “Thank you. And it’s Malfoy,
by the way. Actually to be more specific, it’s the Malfoy’s.” Harry said before
dropping the hug to go claim his mate, or at least dance with him. Ron just sat
with his mouth in a huge grin as he looked towards Hermione.
“I though he’d never leave.” She said with a chuckle. She held out her hand to
Ron and motioned towards the dance floor. Ron smiled at her and took her hand,
leading her onto the dance floor.
*** *** ***
Lucius and Severus were sitting quite calmly watching the entire scene play
out. They had watched Draco and Blaise go off and start dancing, rather
provocatively. Then they saw Harry come back in with Hermione, and talk with
the third of their little trio. They watched Harry go from exuberantly happy,
to absolutely livid. When he was at that point, Lucius was about to get up and
stop him from killing the young Zabini, when Severus put his hand on his
friends arm. Lucius looked down at his friend and then back at Harry. He saw
his mate, now teary-eyed, look at his best mate and then embrace him. Lucius
sat back down, rather stiffly, but he knew that his mate needed friends. He saw
Harry let go of Ron, who now sported a huge smile, as he went and started
dancing with Hermione. Lucius watched as Harry went up to his son and son’s
best friend.
*** *** ***
“And my plan is working,” Blaise whispered into Draco’s ear as he saw, over
Draco’s shoulder, an angry mate walking towards them. He feigned not noticing
and kept dancing with Draco.
“Hey, may I cut in, and have a dance with the birthday boy?” Harry said to the
currently embracing couple on the dance floor.
A/N-Thats it for now. hopefully i'll update sooner
***** Surprise... *****
*** Last Chapter ***
“And my plan is working,” Blaise whispered into Draco’s ear as he saw, over
Draco’s shoulder, an angry mate walking towards them. He feigned not noticing
and kept dancing with Draco.
“Hey, may I cut in, and have a dance with the birthday boy?” Harry said to the
currently embracing couple on the dance floor.
***
Blaise looked over at Harry when Draco stopped dancing. Draco let go of his
best friend and looked at his mate. Draco smiled widely at Harry.
“Yeah man,” Blaise said, smiling at the look on his best friends face. He gave
Draco a tight hug. “Have fun with him, mate.” He said to Draco before letting
go and looking at Harry. “Be careful with him. I know you’d protect him, but if
you hurt him, I swear you’ll wish you never knew about magic.”
Harry looked at Blaise, very seriously, during his speech. He smiled and put
out his hand to his mate’s best friend. He knew Draco needed close friends like
this in his life. Blaise smiled, took the offered hand, and pulled Harry into a
hug. After he let go, Blaise smiled at Draco, said “Happy Birthday mate” and
walked away.
Harry looked to Draco and smiled as a slow song started playing. He held his
hand out to his blonde mate.
*** *** ***
Severus and Lucius smiled as they watched Blaise let go of the birthday boy and
that whole confrontation. As Blaise started walking away, Severus turned back
to Lucius to see how his friend was taking his son and mate dancing. Severus
noticed that Lucius was smiling happily, but was also clenching his fists.
Severus knew he wanted to join the young couple on the dance floor, but wanted
them to have their space. Severus turned back to watch the teens slow dance
before turning back to see Lucius getting up as the song changed to a faster
paced one.
“So the three of them, huh?” Blaise said, sitting down next to Severus; who was
watching Lucius slowly walk up to the dancing couple. Severus looked over at
Blaise and then back at the dance floor.
“It seems so Mr. Zabini.” He said.
Blaise laughed, “I know I’m you student, but its still summer. It’s Blaise.”
Severus didn’t say anything as he kept watching the couple dance.
*** *** ***
As Harry and Draco started dancing they held each other close. Harry looked
down slightly so he was looking right into Draco’s eyes. He felt the veela’s
urge to claim its mate and the vampire’s urge to feed from him; to form the
true bond, inside of him. Harry didn’t want to go so fast but he also knew he,
and his mates, couldn’t wait too much longer before one, or all, of them got
sick. As the song came to an end he felt someone come and stand behind him. He
stopped dancing with Draco when he realized the person standing behind him was
Lucius. Harry kept one hand holding onto one of Draco’s, and waited for Lucius
to speak.
“Do you mind if I join you for this dance?” He asked politely, but Harry could
feel Lucius’s veela closer to the surface that his or Draco’s. Harry nodded as
a faster paced song came on. He pulled Draco to his front and motioned for
Lucius to come up behind him. The three started dancing to the beat of the
music. They danced in that position, basically having sex on the dance floor,
for what seemed like forever for the three participating. Even though they
didn’t want to leave each other, they were getting tired and Harry decided to
go and see his friends.
Harry walked over to where he saw all of his friends, except Ron and Hermione,
staring at him with shock and slight disgust.
“Hey guys,” Harry said, trying to ignore the looks he was getting. He sat
across from where Ron and Hermione were sitting holding hands under the table.
“What the bloody HELL was that?” Seamus shouted. There was a lull in the music
right as he shouted, so every one in the Dance Hall of Malfoy Manor, was
staring at he Gryffindor side of the room. Seamus, it seemed, hadn’t noticed
because he continued on yelling. “What are you doing, practically having sex
with those two Death Eater rejects? They’re probably just tricking us into
believing they’re good.”
Harry sat there, shell shocked, watching his ‘friend’ yell at him; like what
had happened in their fifth year, when the Irish boy had come back to school
believing every stupid lie the Daily Prophet was spouting. Harry wasn’t
expecting his group of friends to fully accept him and his mates right away,
but he didn’t expect such blatant hate coming from one of them. He saw Ron and
Hermione stand to make sure they would be able to protect Harry if the spells
started flying. Harry couldn’t understand why his so-called-friends couldn’t
ever be truly supportive. He felt his two mates and two other bodies come up
behind him. He looked to his right and saw Lucius and Severus on his right. He
looked to his left and saw Draco and Blaise on his left. He turned back to
Seamus, who by now had shut the hell up. The other Gryffindors had moved out of
the way of anything that would happen. Even if they weren’t fully supportive of
Harry at the moment, they knew better than to get on Harry’s bad side.
“So even though they’ve sworn their allegiance to the side of the light, if
they were sanding next to you during the final battle, you would attack them?”
Harry asked Seamus with a menacing look on his face. He stood as he asked the
Irish boy the question, banishing the table between them in the process. He
started walking slowly towards the boy, coming up behind Ron and Hermione; both
of whom had their hands on their wands, which were still in their holsters. He
stopped when he was right behind the couple, as Seamus slowly pulled out his
wand. As Harry saw the perceived threat to him and his mates, his creature side
started fighting to come to the surface. He felt his sharp canine teeth start
to elongate in his mouth to about a half an inch long. Harry fell to the floor
in pain as he felt his wings try to start to come out.
“I think you’d better leave now.” Lucius said as he saw his mate drop in pain.
His veela side wished it had already mated even more, so it could know what
pain the young mate next to him was in, and how to cure it.
Draco knelt down next to Harry and started rubbing his back. “Its okay Harry,
we’re safe. There’s no need to change.”
Lucius noticed what his son was saying and looked around again at the people
still lingering in his house. “NOW!” He bellowed sending everyone towards the
exit. “Sev?” he asked looking at his best mate. Severus nodded, turning back to
the emptying ballroom.
“They’ll be dealing with you later.” Severus snarled as he grabbed the non-
moving Seamus by the collar to drag him out. After everyone, except Blaise,
Ron, Hermione, Lucius, Draco, Harry and himself had left, Severus turned back
to see that Lucius had joined the younger Malfoy in rubbing Harry’s back.
*** *** ***
“I-I think,” Harry started, as the pain was still enveloping him, “I think –
wings – or something,” was all that was heard before Harry let out a
bloodcurdling scream.
“I think his wings are trying to emerge for the first time. He probably needs
skin-to-skin contact from his mates. You two should probably take his robes and
shirt off, and your own as well.” Hermione said, snapping out of the shock of
her friend’s pain. Lucius and Draco nodded, taking off their robes while trying
to control their reactions. As they had both just found their mate, they hadn’t
gone through their full transformations either; they knew that the group here
didn’t need three men screaming in pain, as their wings decided to grow for the
first time.
As Severus transformed one of the tables into a large bed, he thought out loud,
“I wonder which set of wings are trying to emerge themselves.”
“What do you mean?” Ron asked, as he had heard the Potion Master’s comment.
“Professor, what do you mean?”
Severus, who hadn’t expected anyone to hear him, was shocked, but quickly hid
it and put up his mask again.
“Please move Harry to the bed.” He said to Lucius and Draco, after trying to
get near enough to Harry to lift the boy and being snarled at. “Lay him on his
front so his wings have room to emerge.”
Once Harry was settled, Lucius and Draco lay down next to him, still rubbing
his back whispering “I know sweetie” and “It’ll be over soon love”. Hermione
looked up at Severus, who had taken a seat at the bottom of the bed. He had
taken Harry’s feet in hand, and had taken the boys shoes off, so he could
massage the boy’s feet.
“Professor, are the two sides of the Vampeela fighting for dominance within
him?” Hermione asked.
Severus nodded, “Mostly the two sides work in harmony, but the wings are a big
representation of who the person is, and the creature inside of him. Usually
the Veela set of wings are white, with a color representing the mates and the
vampire wings are black with the same for the mates. Harry’s father had his
veela wings come through as his main ones.”
“How do you know so much about Vampeelas, Professor?” asked a curious Hermione,
but Severus didn’t have time to respond as Harry had screamed out one last
time, before completely passing out.
“Uncle Sev, what’s happening?” Draco said panicking, looking from Lucius to
Harry, to Severus, and back to Harry.
“Everything’s alright, Draco. He just needs to speak with his familiars.”
Lucius said before Severus had a chance to speak.
*** *** ***
Harry was listening to Severus until another bout of pain coursed through him.
He felt everything go dark around him. As he opened his eyes he was surrounded
by complete darkness. In the distance he saw a baby dragon and a young snake
circling each other. He saw they were both ready to strike each other, so he
ran up to them.
“What are you doing? And who are you?” Harry said as he got between the two
creatures. They both stopped and looked at Harry.
“Master,” they said in unison.
“Please just call me Harry. Now back to my first questions,” Harry said sitting
down as the dragon flew up and landed on his right knee, while the snake
slithered up to rest on his left.
“Master Harry, we are your familiars,” said the snake.
“We are, right now, representing the veela and vampire sides fight for
dominance within you.” The dragon said.
“Why can’t they just share dominance in the wings, like they do with everything
else?” Harry asked them curiously.
“Well that hasn’t been done in many centuries, little Master Harry, but if you
want us to try we most certainly can.” Said the dragon starting to flap its
wings and hover above Harry’s right shoulder.
“Wait, will I ever see you two again? What are your names?”
“So sorry Master Harry, I am Salina, an Egyptian water snake. My bite is
deadly, and I will protect you with it, with my life.” The little snake said
looking up at Harry.
“My name is Kael, and I’m a Hungarian Horntail. I also will protect you with my
life. When you wake up after your wings have sprouted, there will be two eggs
next to you. Your parents’ familiar will take care of us until we hatch.” Kael
said.
“But my parents are dead; shouldn’t my dad’s familiars pass with them?” Harry
asked.
They both looked at him a bit oddly. They could both feel the presence of one
of their elders somewhere in the building their master was resting in.
“Well one of your parents is still alive, Master Harry; he’s with you right
now, and as such one of their familiars is still alive, although for some
reason they’re not together right now.” Kael said landing beside his young
master.
Salina started to slither off of Harry’s knee, “Well we must leave you now,
Master Harry.”
Harry nodded, smiling at them; “And it’s just Harry,” he said as he pet each of
their heads before they started to leave him. He watched them go off into the
distance of the darkness that still surrounded him. He lay down and closed his
eyes, as he saw them join together into a blinding light.
*** *** ***
Harry woke up lying on a bed with a mate on either side of him. He could feel
the eggs in between him and each of his mates, as he pushed his wings out to
cover his new family. As he did so, he heard multiple gasps.
“They’re beautiful,” he heard Hermione and Severus say at the same time. Harry
chuckled and sat back on his knees. He saw the red and blue speckled eggs lying
on the bed next to his astonished mates. He smiled gently at them before
getting up off the bed and wandlessly conjuring a full-length mirror. He
extended his wings to the full 6’ wingspan. He smiled brightly as he looked at
his wings. The one on his right was an angelic white with some blue feathers
sprinkled around the tip. The one on his left was a dark black with some red
feathers sprinkled around the tip.
Harry turned around to see that his mates were now sitting up and staring at
him. Blaise was staring on in shock and Ron had much of the same look. Hermione
was smiling a huge smile at him, with pure admiration in her eyes. For some
reason, though, it was Severus’s eye’s that Harry couldn’t look away from. He
saw in those eyes, multiple emotions, from sadness, to pure joy and pride. Both
of their eyes became teary as Harry figured it out.
“Father?” he said not moving. There were tears running down Severus’s face as
he nodded. Harry smiled a silly happy grin as he ran up to the usually stoic
man, and enveloped him into a hug.
“What did he just say?” Ron tried to whisper to Hermione, but since it was so
quiet, everyone heard him. Harry turned around so he was facing his best
friends.
“You remember how I would have a mate and also need a third?” he asked his
friends. They both nodded; Ron still looking slightly confused, but Hermione
was smiling broadly. “Well, obviously, so did my dad. I’m not sure who was what
but my mum, my dad, and Severus were the three of that generation of my family,
right?” he said looking up at Severus.
“Yes. I was your father’s mate and Lily was his third. One of our familiars
passed when they did, but Fawkes and I survived because you did.” He said
explaining the situation.
“Why didn’t you ever tell me? Why couldn’t I have grown up with you? Do you
know how horrible mum’s family was to me? They hate everything abnormal, and
raising their nephew was abnormal enough without adding the fact that he was a
wizard. Well they weren’t too happy about that, to say the least. And wait, if
Fawkes is you and dad’s familiar, why does Dumbledore have him?” By now Harry
had let go of Severus and looked up at him as he sat back on the bed between
his two mates. Lucius and Draco were sitting next to the now shaking boy under
his wings. Draco put a pillow on Harry’s lap, and Harry looked down, to see
that his familiars’ eggs were on the pillow. He smiled at Draco and then looked
back at his father.
“Dumbledore thought it best to have someone outside of the wizard world raise
you because of the publicity. He always assured me that you were being treated
well and that you were happy living in Surrey. And then there were rumors of
Voldemort’s return and why should a Death Eater raise a child? As for Fawkes,
I’m not exactly sure how it happened, that she follows that old coot around;
but she’ll still instantly come if I call her or I’m in severe danger. I
actually had to train her not to pop up at Death Eater meetings.”
“So it’s Dumbledore’s manipulations once again. I think once we take care of
the dark lord, we should convince Dumbledore to stop, at least, his political
influences, if not retire completely.” Harry said thinking out loud. Everyone
nodded in agreement. “Can you call Fawkes? My familiars said she was to look
after their eggs.”
Severus smiled and nodded slightly, “Fawkes,” he said in a slightly louder
voice. The beautiful phoenix landed on Severus’s shoulder and nuzzled her head
against Severus’s. “How are you doing sweetie?” he asked the bird who gave a
slight chirp positively. “Harry’s familiars are here and would like you to take
care of them.”
Harry watched the two talk with a small smile on his face. He looked around at
his friends. Ron looked like he could fall asleep at any moment and Hermione
wasn’t much farther off. He turned to see that Blaise had actually fallen
asleep in one of the chairs beside the bed. He looked at Fawkes when he felt
her land on the pillow next to the eggs.
“Hey beautiful,” he said to the bird, “So I was wondering if you could take
care of them here at the Manor, instead of Hogwarts, until we get there, of
course. If that’s okay with Lucius, Severus, and Draco, of course?” He said
looking at the three men in question. They all nodded their assent.
“Let’s go to bed,” Draco said sleepily putting his head on Harry’s shoulder.
“Soon,” he said patting the young blonde on the head. He looked over at Ron and
Hermione, “I guess you guys should be heading home, it’s getting kind of late.
Your parents are probably worrying about you.”
Hermione nodded, “You’re probably right.” She looked at Lucius, “I wonder,
would it be okay if we stop by tomorrow, to visit Harry?”
Lucius nodded, “Of course, Miss Granger. You and Mr. Weasley are always
welcome.”
“Thank you Mr. Malfoy. Come on Ron, let’s go.” She said pulling Ron’s hand to
get him standing up. “Happy Birthday, Draco. I hope you got what you wanted.”
She said with a smirk. Draco nodded, smiled, and looked at Harry before putting
his head back on the boy’s shoulder.
“Bye mate.” Ron said to Harry, “Happy Birthday, Malfoy.”
“Thanks Weasley, Hermione.” He said to the pair as they started walking back
towards the main doors.
Hermione stopped and turned to say goodnight to everyone, “Goodnight Professor
Snape, Mr. Malfoy, Draco, Harry. Sleep tight.”
Harry smiled and said, “Don’t let the bed bugs bite,” as the couple walked out.
“What’s that?” Draco asked Harry.
“It’s an American Muggle saying; parents would sometimes say to their children.
Hermione and I say it now to each other when we see each other before bed.”
Harry explained.
Lucius looked over at his best mate and said, “You’re staying here tonight,
right? You know we always have a room open for you.”
Severus nodded, “Yes; that would be lovely. And it looks like the young Mr.
Zabini will be staying over as well?”
Draco looked around Harry and his father and laughed, “Yo, Blaise!” he shouted.
Blaise jumped out of the chair and pulled out his wand. Draco and Harry started
laughing while Severus and Lucius smirked.
“Blaise, why don’t you go up to my room, your bed is still made up in there.”
Draco said as an apology to his friend for scaring him awake.
“Thanks Draco,” he said as the group got up. Severus re-transfigured the bed
back into a table, as everyone left the room to go to bed.
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A/N - Thanks again to my beta erisdynamite. And to everyone that reads Sharing.
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*** Last Chapter ***
Lucius looked over at his best mate and said, “You’re staying here tonight,
right? You know we always have a room open for you.”
Severus nodded, “Yes; that would be lovely. And it looks like the young Mr.
Zabini will be staying over as well?”
Draco looked around Harry and his father and laughed, “Yo, Blaise!” he shouted.
Blaise jumped out of the chair and pulled out his wand. Draco and Harry started
laughing while Severus and Lucius smirked.
“Blaise, why don’t you go up to my room, your bed is still made up in there.”
Draco said as an apology to his friend for scaring him awake.
“Thanks Draco,” he said as the group got up. Severus re-transfigured the bed
back into a table, as everyone left the room to go to bed.
*** *** ***
Harry started walking towards his room. He had pulled his wings back so they
were laying flat on his back. He was too tired, and too paranoid to fully learn
how to retract them into his body. Draco had made sure he was holding Harry’s
left hand, but let himself be pulled around his own Manor. Lucius was on
Harry’s right but wasn’t touching the boy. The older Malfoy assumed that Harry
and Draco would want to get to know each other better, and get over their
differences, so when they got to the main hall, Lucius started heading towards
the Master wing of the Manor.
Harry stared after the older Malfoy, unsure what was happening. Did he want the
two younger men to follow him? Harry started following Lucius, pulling Draco
along with him. The youngest Malfoy was so tired; he wasn’t even truly paying
attention to what was happening around him. All he knew was that he wanted to
get to a bed and sleep with his mate, who was pulling them god knows where in
the Manor.
“Mr. Malfoy,” the young vampeela called out quietly before Lucius opened the
door to the Master bedroom. Lucius turned around, noticing the two boys behind
him slightly. They both looked completely exhausted but Harry seemed really
confused. “Where should we sleep?” he asked unsure of what to do next. Was he
invited into the master suite? Did he even want to be in the suite where his
mate used to sleep with his wife?
“Mr. Potter, Harry, you may sleep in the room we provided for you.” He said
trying to be less formal with the young teen. He noticed the boy’s face and
shoulders drop, but whether out of sadness or losing tension, he didn’t know.
He decided not to note on it, and wished the boys goodnight before going into
his room and getting ready for bed.
Draco, who had woken up slightly, wasn’t sure what to say to Harry. They boy
seemed to want to be with both of his mates, but didn’t want to pressure, or
talk back to the older Malfoy. Draco started to pull the boy up towards his and
Harry’s rooms. When they got to the hallway, Harry started pulling away from
Draco’s hand and just wanted to get into his room and cry. He could tell that,
even if Lucius didn’t mean it, he felt as if he was being rejected.
Draco seemed to be able to tell what was going on, and asked Harry “May I sleep
with you tonight? We don’t have to do anything but sleep, if you don’t want
to.”
Harry looked over at the blonde boy who refused to let go of his hand. He
smiled, even though his eyes were shinning with sadness, and nodded. Draco
smiled widely and pulled Harry into the room they gave the boy. Once they got
into the room, Draco said “I have to go get my night pants from my room. It’s
just through the bathroom and I’ll be right back. Why don’t you get ready for
bed and we’ll go to sleep, okay?”
Harry nodded, reluctant to let the small blonde go, but did so and walked over
to his trunk. He decided he would shower in the morning, and just threw on one
of his cotton night pants, and a black tank top. He folded up the outfit that
Draco had picked out especially for him, and put it on the desk chair, hoping
to figure out where to hang it in the morning. He sat in the middle of the bed
and had his legs under the covers. He kept looking up, every few seconds at the
bathroom door, hoping that Draco would come through soon. He wasn’t sure why he
was feeling so needy, but the seeming rejection was getting to him, working his
nerves. He decided to talk with Draco and Lucius in the morning, and also to
talk with Severus, his father. He smiled at that thought. Severus probably
would’ve been a truly great father, had he been given a chance. He really
wanted to get to know the man more, but there was still time for that.
*** *** ***
Draco was in his room. He wasn’t sure what he should do. He figured that Harry
was feeling some conflicting emotions coming from the elder Malfoy, and Draco
was actually feeling them also. He knew that he wanted to, and was going to go
sleep with Harry, so he decided to stop thinking about it so much and threw on
a pair of silk night pants. He made sure Blaise was alright in the room by
himself, teasing the boy about not liking to sleep alone, and made sure to tell
him that he was right through the bathroom. Blaise threw a pillow at Draco as
he took cover in the bathroom, before Blaise plopped his head down on his other
pillow and promptly fell asleep.
Draco walked through the bathroom quickly, and saw that Harry was definitely
waiting up for him, and worrying about it. He smiled at the young vampeela who
was sitting unsure of himself in the middle of the big bed. Draco walked over
to the bed, trying to be seductive, but started laughing at himself, which made
Harry start to laugh as well.
Harry opened his arms, as Draco walked closer, and the younger boy eagerly
jumped into the waiting arms. Harry snuggled down into the bed, bringing Draco
with him. They finally settled with Harry lying on the pillows, while Draco was
using Harry as a pillow. Even after all of the commotion of the party, and the
late hour, the two had come into their next wave of energy. The two were
content to just lie together though. Harry looked down at the boy resting
silently on his chest, tracing a design on his chest, and decided to ask Draco
some questions.
“Hey Draco, can I ask you a question?” Harry said, smelling the divine scent
that was his mates. Although Draco basically smelled like his father, there
were some slight differences.
“You just did,” Draco said making a joke, smiling as he looked up at Harry. He
snuggled back into Harry and started making designs again, “But I’ll allow
another one.”
Harry looked at Draco again, he had so many questions he wanted to ask, “Are
you clinging to me, just because I’m your mate and your veela side is telling
you too?”
Harry knew that he probably wouldn’t like the answer he will be given, but he
needed to know. He needed to know whether or not he needed to prove himself to
the Malfoys, as a worthy mate.
Draco paused in his designs before sighing. He wasn’t really planning on
telling Harry about his desires so soon in the relationship. He’d hoped that
they could get to know each other, before they got too, to serious. Draco
sighed once more before answering the boy he was holding.
“It’s not the only reason, Harry.” He said, he wanted to look the boy in the
eyes but wasn’t sure what type of reaction he would get. He continued, “I’ve
always been interested in you at some level, whether I’ve ever realized it or
not. It all started at the robe shop, where I see this tiny boy come in, all
wide-eyed in wonder, with the most vibrant green eyes, and yet he doesn’t know
who I am. He doesn’t know about the Malfoys and their power in the Wizarding
World. He doesn’t even seem to know who he is, the great Harry Potter, the Boy-
Who-Lived. And then on the train, the same little boy, doesn’t want to be my
friend. For some reason, he denies me what I truly want, which is to get to
know him, to be able to protect him.” Draco pauses in his speech. He looked up
towards Harry, who had tensed slightly beneath him. Draco sat up, so he could
sit looking at Harry but not touching.
Harry wanted to say something, to pull the young blonde boy back to him, but
his body wouldn’t respond to his thoughts. All he could do was stare at the boy
telling a story, a story that Harry had always hoped and dreaded he’d hear.
Draco decided to go on with his tale, hoping that Harry wouldn’t be too angry
with him.
*** *** ***
Meanwhile, Lucius lay awake in his bed, in the Master Suite of Malfoy Manor. He
needed to hold his mate in his arms, but he couldn’t. Besides the fact that he
had basically tortured the boy for a large part of his life, Lucius was also
torn from the fact that he still loved and missed his wife, and the true love
he was starting to feel for his mate. His mind needed some time to adjust, but
his body didn’t want to give him any. Eventually the older blonde fell into a
restless sleep.
*** *** ***
Harry listened as Draco explained their entire childhood together, with an
entirely different spin on each event. It was refreshing to know that all, or
most of Draco’s actions didn’t come from a place of hate, more of a place of
misunderstanding, misplaced feelings and jealousy. Harry knew deep down that he
believed the blonde, but his mind didn’t want to believe what his heart was
telling him. Even so, Harry eventually did pull the blonde back onto his chest.
When Draco got to earlier that day, when the Malfoy’s had rescued him, Harry
cut him off, “And then the rest of today happened.” He said with a smile. “I
think I’ve relived all that I care to relive for today.”
Draco looked up at Harry, nodding. He could tell that all of this rehashing of
the past was strenuous on Harry’s mind and body, which was lying slightly tense
beneath him. He started making patterns on Harry’s chest, “Yeah, me too.” He
said with a slight chuckle.
“I think we should get some sleep, Draco.” Harry said stroking his hand through
Draco’s blonde hair. Then Harry noticed that Draco must’ve been exhausted
because he soon had a gently snoring blonde on his chest. Harry dozed off soon
after.
*** *** ***
Harry was walking through the vast yard behind Malfoy Manor. He wasn’t sure
what had brought him to go out side, but he was drawn to it. He could feel that
Draco was worrying about him back inside the manor, but he wasn’t sure where
Lucius was. He heard someone scream for their life, and ran towards the voice.
He saw that Lucius was on his knees, seemingly under the Crucio, as if he was
writhing within himself, trying to get out of the pain. As the masked figure
lifted the curse, he lifted his head, and turned to one of the people in his
inner circle.
“Severus, take this treacherous traitor and dispose of him.” The masked and
cloaked figure on Voldemort’s right nodded and walked into the center of the
circle. He picked up the blonde’s unconscious form and walked away from the
circle.
Harry was on his knees. He didn’t know what to do. As Severus started walking
towards him Harry stood up. He thought that Sev had seen him, but the man just
walked right past the sobbing boy. “Severus, Lucius!” Harry shouted after him.
“They can’t hear you love.” Harry heard someone say behind him. Harry whipped
around to see Draco kneeling at the dark lord’s feet, “Sev is gunna kill him,
and there’s nothing you can do about it.” And then Harry saw the blonde headed
boy look up at Voldemort adoringly. Harry couldn’t take it anymore; he pulled
out his wand and pointed it at the Dark Lord.
“Ah ah ah, Harry. If you consider doing anything to me, I’ll destroy your mate
here.” He said, Harry finally noticing that Voldemort had his wand pointed to
Draco’s head. The Dark Lord laughed.
Harry started crying as he fell to the ground. He couldn’t save his mates or
his father. He wasn’t strong enough. “Draco, why?” he called out in a pathetic
voice.
*** *** ***
Draco woke up, when he felt his pillow start thrashing around. He quickly
remembered that Harry was with him. The boy seemed to be having a nightmare,
and Draco didn’t know what to do. When the boy shouted out Lucius and Severus’
names in his sleep, Draco resolved to get the two older men in question. He was
a bit hurt when he didn’t hear his own named called, but decided that since the
boy was having a nightmare, perhaps he wouldn’t want to be a part of it. Draco
quickly ran down to his father’s rooms. Right before he went in, he called his
elf, Pastel to him.
“Master Draco is needing something?” the blue-eyed elf asked.
“Yes, go to Severus’ room. Tell him to meet us in Harry’s room ASAP.” The elf
nodded and popped away. Draco opened the door to his father’s room and rushed
to his father’s side. “Father!” he said trying to shake the man awake.
“Yes Draco, what is it?” Lucius said barely conscious.
“It’s Harry. He’s having a nightmare, and I didn’t know what to do. He called
for you and Uncle Sev, so I came here as fast as I could. I got Pastel to go
get Uncle Sev.” The young boy said starting to break into tears. Lucius pulled
his son to him.
“You did well. Let’s go see Harry.” He said getting up from the bed.
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They rushed to the room, Severus running up behind them as they arrived. When
they opened the door, the boy seemed to be crying.
“Harry?” Draco asked quietly, trying to check if the boy was awake or not.
“Draco, why?” they heard Harry say. The boy sounded so dejected and unhappy,
that Draco didn’t know what to do. Lucius and Severus rushed forward to wake
the boy. As soon as his eyes opened Harry clung to Severus and Lucius. He had
one arm around each of their waists and was quietly sobbing to himself; Lucius
and Severus whispering words of comfort in his ears.
Draco, who had sat himself down after the shock of hearing his name said that
way, didn’t feel right interrupting them, and started crying to himself
quietly. Lucius was Harry’s mate, and Severus was his father, so who was he to
interrupt that moment? He was just a stupid clone that wasn’t supposed to
exist. The reality of the situation hadn’t truly hit the boy until he saw the
image before him. He tried to keep quiet until he heard Harry ask, “Where’s
Draco?”
“I’m here, Harry.” He said, trying to keep his voice sounding normal and
failing miserably.
Harry looked up and around the room. He saw the blonde sitting on the other
side of the room at his desk. He wondered what was going on in the blonde’s
head that made him so upset, but he resolved to help him. When Draco’s eyes met
Harry’s he tried to smile, but was too caught up in the emotions and started
sobbing again. Harry opened his arms, and Draco ran into them, jumping onto the
bed and into the warm embrace.
Harry, although startled by the vividness of his nightmare, knew it was just
that, a nightmare. Severus and Lucius were here with him, and they were not
being tortured. Draco wasn’t evil and he felt for him. Harry hugged his mate
tightly and felt two more sets of arms surround him. He looked up and saw that
it was Lucius hugging him from behind and Severus patting him on the shoulder.
Harry knew they loved him, and they would deal with whatever plans Voldemort
had planned to throw at them when he was up to bat, but that was not this day.
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