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The Dracken Prince	By : Sablesilverrain Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Tom Views: 12519 -:- Recommendations : 7 -:- Currently Reading : 19
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, the universe, or anything you recognize here. My take on Drackens should be unique, but it is also a borrowed concept. I make no money from this, and do not endorse anything you may see herein.

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Severus looked very handsome in his royal purple wedding robes. They were, like all the others, exquisitely tailored. They fit him perfectly, showing off a body that even Harry had to admit was enviable.

Sirius would be pleased.

Harry shifted uncomfortably in his own robes, feeling itchy. He needed his mate, and the past twenty-four hours without him had almost chafed.

He felt himself relax as the Floo flared, and turned to see that Tom had come through, wearing hunter green robes. They did, in fact, match Harry's Dracken form perfectly.

Harry smiled. “You look good in my colours.” He said, raking his eyes over the man appreciatively.

“Take him into the other room before you two start necking, please. You have ten minutes, then he needs to get to his seat before the other guests start arriving.” Severus said in weary resignation, watching the way the two were drinking in the right of each other. Clearly, there were going to be two honeymoon phases going on in the house for the remaining two weeks of summer.

Harry grabbed Tom's hand and nearly dragged him into the blue parlour, pushing him up against the wall next to the door and kissing him.

Tom kissed back, keeping his hands firmly on Harry's hips, fingers flexing.

Harry pulled back. “Alright, what are you trying not to do with your hands?” He asked.

Tom flushed. “I don't want to make you uncomfortable—” He began.

Harry shut him up with a finger to his lips. “Go on, then. Slide them into my hair, just don't fist them. We'll work up to that, I told you.”

Tom frowned, but carefully slid his hands into Harry's thick hair, combing through it and gently guiding him back to his lips, careful not to pull on the strands.

Harry was more hesitant kissing this way, but he was still participating, and wasn’t breathing too harshly, or freezing.

Tom worked his hands through the strands and came to a stop at the back of his neck, pulling back to gauge his reaction. His pupils were dilated, and he looked just a bit dazed. Both good signs, and he grinned. “Good?” He asked.

“Um.” Harry replied. “We need to not do that again.” He said.

“And why is that?” Tom asked curiously.

Harry let out an explosive breath. “Because I want to climb you like a tree. I'm going to be hard all through the wedding.” He added.

Tom smirked. “Think of Minerva naked.”

Harry groaned as he wilted. “Thanks. That worked.” He shot a glare at his grinning mate. “Anyway, go find your seat, we will be out there in fifteen minutes. As soon as all the portkeys are finished and Sirius and Remus have taken their spots.”

“Why is Severus taking the usual feminine role if Sirius is the one pregnant, again?” Tom asked.

Harry snorted. “The partner of higher standing in same-sex couples stands at the altar, and the lower partner walks to them to signify them rising to meet that status as they join the family. Remus will be off to the side while they marry, and then they will handfast to him. Once you get the werewolf laws overturned, they are going to renew their vows and do things right. For now, it has to be this way. The love is what matters, anyway.” Harry told him.

Tom nodded. “More incentive to move up through the ranks quickly, then.” He noted.

“Like you needed it.” Harry teased.

“It's good to keep in mind what I am working for.” He pointed out. “I will go wait out there.” He left, and added mentally, ‘Because if I don't, I'm going to strip you naked and have you on your father's sofa.’

Harry's bright laughter followed him out of the room.

*****

Severus walked sedately down the aisle, Harry watching him proudly. He approached Sirius and put his hands into the other man’s, and Harry started down the aisle after him, rings in their box.

He stopped at the end, opened the box and held one hand over the three rings nestled within. He pushed a bit of his power into them, strengthening everything except the fertility spells as Severus had requested, and there was a flash of bright white light, and he smiled as people began whispering.

He stepped up to stand right next to the two men, and the officiator smiled. “We are here,” He began, “to bind three men together today, in the most sacred of bonds. A wedding and a handfasting, and both are very important times in one’s life. A passing of solitary life into one of togetherness, and all the care and love that comes with a shared life. Compromises must be made, but the love you will earn is always worth bowing once in a while.” He turned to Severus. “As the senior partner in the bond, will you give to Sirius your promise?”

Severus cleared his throat. “Sirius, I may not have started out loving you, but I agreed to give you a chance to change that, and you have proven yourself worthy of a place in my life. I offer you my home, my son, my love and myself, and hope that you continue to prove yourself not only worthy, but deserving of everything I will give you. I am not one given to wanton words of love, so know that when I say those words, I mean them. They are never given lightly, or without due thought first. Harrison and I come as a package deal, and I would never have given you a chance if you had not first proven that you have his best interests at heart. We both are prepared to welcome you into our lives forever, and we will always shelter you from what harm we can.” He finished.

The officiator smiled and turned to Sirius. “Will you give to Severus your promise?”

Sirius smiled widely. “I was an ass to you when we were young, and it was not the best way to handle my attraction. It came from a place of love, but it was not until I got older and a bit wiser—”

Severus snorted at that.

“That I realized that there were other, better ways to show that I wanted you. I was overjoyed when you gave me a chance, and I seized it gladly. I swear to you that I will give you everything I am able, starting with my heart and name, and ending with everything that I am and may someday be. You are worth any effort, and even when I am cursing your name, I am still grateful that you chose to become mine and open your heart to me. I will never forsake you or Harry, and I will stand by you through any situation, as I know you would for me. I will always be there when you need me.” He finished.

The officiator smiled. “Veneficus ut veneficus, vita ut vita, animum ut animum, redimio lemma ut suum spondeo.” (Magic to magic, life to life, soul to soul, bind them to their promises.)

Sirius and Severus sparkled, and he nodded to them. “You may seal your union with a kiss and present each other with your rings.”

Sirius and Severus kissed before they solemnly took the rings Harry handed over and slid them onto each other’s fingers, and Harry smiled. Half of the wedding was complete now. Only the handfasting to tie in Remus was left.

The officiator announced “The handfasting will now take place to include the last member of this union. Will he please come forward?”

Remus came forward, smiling happily and slightly shyly, and stood directly in front of Harry.

“As the senior partner, will you give your promise to Remus?” The officiator asked Severus.

Severus smiled. “You will be the glue that holds this union together. Were it not for you, it would never have happened, and without you, it will fall apart. We need you, and I am sure at some point, you and Sirius will need me and Harry. We welcome you into our family and will support you in every endeavour where you find you need us. You have our love, our support and our backing for the rest of your life. We will always support you, and I will always love you.”

The officiator turned to Sirius. “As the middle partner, will you give your promise to Remus?”

Sirius smiled at Remus. “You already know I love you, and I have for a long time. You are the brain I usually need, and you keep me sane. I will be beside you, adding my support to that that Severus has promised, and together we will be a force to be reckoned with. You will have the unending support of Black behind you, and my love as always, as well as my thanks for helping to bring Severus in for us to share. I am eternally grateful, and am more devoted to our life together than ever before.”

The officiator looked pleased at his words, and turned to Remus. “As the youngest partner, will you give your promise to your partners?”

Remus cleared his throat. “I have been tied to one of you for a very long time, and the other for a shorter time, but I care for both of you deeply. There is room in my heart for both of you, and you both know by now I am steadfast, and when I make a decision to love, I give my heart fully. I intend to watch you both grow, and grow with you, and never doubt either my feelings or yours, as I believe you both when you speak words of love. I will be there, both for you and any children, and I will welcome the growth of our family with open arms, as more family means more support when one needs it. I will stand by you both, and we will walk into whatever our future holds together, and all the stronger for it.”

The officiator smiled widely and raised his hands to encompass all three of them this time. “Veneficus ut veneficus, vita ut vita, animum ut animum, redimio lemma ut suum spondeo.” (Magic to magic, life to life, soul to soul, bind them to their promises.)

They all sparkled, and there was a sound like bells ringing as they all shivered a bit, a sign that a creature was part of the union. Harry could smell Remus’ wolf, as it reached out to both Sirius and Severus and his magic seemed to purr contentedly, happy to be bound fully to the two men he loved.

“You may now seal your union with kisses, and present Remus with his ring.” Severus and Remus kissed, then Remus and Sirius, and Harry handed over the last ring to Severus, who slipped it onto Remus’ finger.

They all linked hands and turned toward the assembled guests.

“I present to you, Sirius Black, Lord Black, consort Prince, Severus Prince, consort Black, Lord Prince, and Remus Lupin, consort Black, consort Prince. Long may they live in harmony, and may their family grow in number and love!” The officiator announced, and the assembled guest clapped, and Harry smiled proudly.

They walked together back down the aisle, smiling at various people as they passed, and Harry met Tom’s amused gaze. He was ready to dance with Harry, and Harry felt his wings twitch in anticipation of being twirled around the floor.

As they reached the end of the aisle people began to rise and move to the edge of the dance floor to watch the first dance, where Sirius would be leading first Severus, and then Remus, splitting the song between his two new husbands. Harry knew Severus and Remus would share a dance at some later point, but in triad weddings, the higher standing member always led the first dance, regardless of who was taller, and was the one to dance with both partners first.

Perks of being Lord Black, Harry supposed.

“So,” Tom murmured from beside Harry as he came to stand beside him watching the dance floor. “Will you be leading our dances, or I?”

Harry smiled. “You are the taller one.” He said mildly. “And if you don't lead, I’m afraid your feet will not be up to anything more than one dance, after I trample them thoroughly.” He added wryly.

Tom chuckled. “So you would prefer I lead?” He checked.

“It would be best, yes.” Harry agreed.
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