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Trifecta	By : Sablesilverrain Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 69992 -:- Recommendations : 5 -:- Currently Reading : 12
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“Green,

How are things going?

Did you find out anything new recently, or are things stalled for the school year?

My best friend has worked his way through the rest of the students in our year and the years below us and above in our house, and he's looking to branch out some. Perhaps you'd be interested?

Sorry, only joking.

Seriously, though, he's such a man slag. He sleeps with anyone who will look at him. I've been waiting for him to settle down with someone, but it looks like all my waiting might be in vain.

I found out just before coming back to school that Mother has a new lover. He's Irish, and Mother was entertaining him the night before school started.

I don’t begrudge her her happiness, but I wish she would be more motherly and less… Unapproachable. I understand that she only had me to appease the marriage contract and supply Father with his heir, but she was always cold to me after I was old enough to start asking questions. She has a temper and doesn’t like answering them.

But enough about that, has your new status made anything easier to you now? Or harder? Let me know if it’s changed anything for you academically.

Hoping to hear from you soon.

Silver.”

Harry hummed and decided he had enough time before bed to answer his pen-pal.

“Silver,

We've figured out everything to know about the vampire and incubus traits I’ve got, so things are stalled right now. The only way to find out more about the other is to let things play out and see what happens.

I'd give your friend a try if it weren't for two things; first, and less importantly, I would want someone to stay with me. I’m not the love-them-and-leave-them type, and I couldn’t be happy with someone that is. Secondly, and more importantly, I'm still a virgin. I'd prefer to save that step for one of my mates. I’m a bit of a hopeless romantic that way, I suppose.

How about you? Have you taken that step with anyone? No need to name names, but male or female? You don’t need to tell me, I’m just curious.

Sorry about your Mum. I lost mine pretty early, but I like to imagine she's looking down on me and approves of my choices thus far. I assume your parents had an arranged marriage from the sound of things. Best to just let them find their happiness where they will. I don’t approve of arranged marriages, but it is what it is. I accept that they happen, I’m just glad I don’t have to live with one.

Are you going to let your parents arrange a marriage for you? Do they want to?

Academically, there have been little changes, really. I’m a bit stronger, so spellwork comes to me more easily now, but the change isn’t really noticeable unless you know me well.

Talk to you later.

Green”

He set the book on his nightstand and lay down to sleep. He wasn’t really tired, indicating that tomorrow's dose of his potion was going to be a necessity rather than a want, but hopefully he'd manage to fall asleep at some point so he wasn’t too tired tomorrow.

*****

“Thanks. God, you have no idea how much I need this right now.” Harry muttered tiredly, taking the goblet from Severus and downing it.

“I altered it a bit, so let me know if there are any new side—” Severus fell silent and curled his lip as Harry promptly vomited on his robes. “Effects.” He finished, then spelled away the mess. “Uncontrollable vomiting. Interesting.” He said dispassionately.

Harry sighed. “Are you trying to poison me, or what?” He asked.

Severus sighed. “Stay here while I brew another dose. This time without the alterations. It will take an hour.” He said, setting up a cauldron. Luckily, it was Saturday, so neither of them had classes to worry about.

“I may have found the incubus' mate. Sort of. I've narrowed it down to someone in my year, in your house.” Harry said, noticing how Severus' usually deft hands stilled a bit at the revelation.

“Indeed?” He asked curiously. “My Slytherins can be a tactile bunch, and most of them discover sex quite early on. This doesn’t surprise me. It is worrying, though, considering your rather antagonistic relationship with most of them. Paired with your incubus' submissive nature, it leads me to worry for you. Be careful.” He advised.

Harry nodded. “I plan to be, Sir. But Luna says there's no reason to worry, and she's usually right about these kinds of things.”

Severus hummed. “Forgive me, Harry, but hinging your future safety on the word of a mere schoolgirl is hardly going to inspire confidence in your ability to protect yourself.” He said wearily. “No matter how often she just so happens to be right.” He added.

“I understand that, but she's unnaturally perceptive, and she always just seems to know things. Things she can’t possibly know, but she does all the same. I’ve learned to trust her words. She’s never led me astray yet.” Harry told the man. “I trust her implicitly.”

“Still, exercise proper caution with my snakes. Some of them are safe, but not all of them are altruistic, and those that aren’t are opportunistic enough that they will jump at any chance to hurt you, in any way. For simple revenge.” Severus warned.

Harry frowned. “You know, it almost sounds like you don’t want me to find the incubus’ mate. But that can’t be right. Because you’re not going to feed the incubus yourself, are you?” He snarked.

Severus scoffed. “Not hardly. I have no interest in little boys.”

Harry got up and walked up behind the man, leaning in so close that his hot breath blew against the back of the man’s neck as he spoke. “I’m not so little where it counts, Professor.” He said lowly.

Severus shivered, but whether it was from the sensation or the words was anyone’s guess. He swatted at Harry’s face as his other hand continued stirring his potion. "Go sit down. We can talk, I know this potion like the back of my wand hand, but stop actively trying to distract me.” It seemed like an afterthought when he added, “And I am patently not interested in the size of your… Anything!” He finally finished.

Harry returned to his seat and smirked. Despite his protestations, he could tell that Severus was interested. If only just enough to give him an opening to work with. It was enough.

*****

Harry was watching in interest as the Potions Master brewed his potion, his interest sharpening further when the man set down the stirring rod and picked up the sharp knife he had produced from his pocket minutes ago. He held his arm over the cauldron and made a cut, and Harry was suddenly assaulted by the smell of absolute heaven as blood trickled from the wound into the cauldron.

Before he even realized he was moving, he was at the man’s side, watching the progress of the blood in rapt fascination.

Severus chuckled. “I didn’t think to test for preternatural speed, but it appears you have that, as well. In spades.” He murmured. He held his still-bleeding arm out to Harry. “You may take a small sip as you close it, but you will be Feeding properly once you’ve taken your potion, so don’t get greedy.” He warned.

Harry took the arm and closed his mouth over the wound, sucking in a mouthful of warm blood and swallowing before licking the wound closed and releasing his mate. “Thanks. Good stuff.”

Severus smiled. “I’m sure.” He grabbed the goblet from the table and cleaned it with a charm, then ladled out a serving of the still-steaming brew he’d just made, handing it over.

Harry took it. “It won’t make me puke this time?” He checked.

“It shouldn’t.” Severus assured him.

Harry drank it down, feeling his weariness and agitation ebb away as the potion worked its magic. “Ahh, that’s better.” He said happily.

Severus hummed and held out his arm. “Go ahead and Feed. Try not to take too much, as usual. We haven’t had a close call yet, so I have faith in you.”

Harry took his arm and bit into his wrist, humming happily as he drank. Once he had had enough, he closed the wound and pulled away. “Do you need me for anything else?” He asked.

Severus shook his head. “Occlumency at seven tonight, but I need some alone time before we do that.” He said.

Harry turned and was about to leave when Severus grabbed his arm, spun him around, and planted his mouth over Harry's.

Harry stood stock-still for a moment, stunned, before he joined in and savoured the first reciprocated kiss from his mate.

Severus raised his head and hummed in satisfaction. “Go ahead and find your other mates, Harry. I will be content in knowing that even finding them will not make you stop wanting me. Besides, I know that anything that boy can give you will not compare to what I can give you.” He purred.

Harry's eyes darkened. “Oh, and you'll be giving it to me sooner than you think.” He returned. “See you at seven. Severus.” He added.

As he left the room, he heard a soft, “Watch it, Harry.” called after him.

He smiled and headed back toward Gryffindor Tower in high spirits.

*****

“…And then, we kissed.”

Hermione sighed. “You need to stop doing that, Harry!” She said firmly.

Harry frowned. “No, Hermione, he kissed me this time!” He clarified.

Hermione's brow furrowed. “Oh. Well, that's different, but he really should know better. I wonder why he did it.” She mused.

Harry shrugged. “He said something about being glad that me finding my other mates wouldn’t make me stop wanting him, so I’m thinking at this point that the attraction isn’t entirely one-sided, here.” He told her.

“It sounds like it goes both ways.” Hermione agreed.

“So he's getting jealous, then? He should be, it’s not like he's some great catch.” Ron said derisively. “Any Slytherin would be better than him, except Crabbe or Goyle.”

Harry paled. “Oh, God, that is a possibility, isn't it? I think I’m going to be sick!”

Hermione snorted. “Relax, Harry, I’m sure your mate will prove to be either Zabini or Nott. Not one of Malfoy's goons. After all, they seem to hate you too, and you heard Luna. He's just curious.”

Harry nodded. “That's true. And for the record, Ron, I may not need you to get along with my mates, but I’d prefer if you didn’t say mean things about their looks. Being pretty isn’t everything, and the man has proven he's worth looking past skin. He's saved my life plenty, and he may be mean, but I’m starting to see a new side to him, and his heart is in the right place. Beauty or ugliness is in the eye of the beholder, and my eyes are seeing a lot more to him now than sallow skin and greasy hair. Lay off, please.”

“Fine. But I still don’t like him.” Ron muttered.

“You don’t have to. It's enough that I do; I’m not asking for company in that regard, just understanding.” Harry said evenly.

“You've got that much.” Ron told him.

Harry smiled at him. “Thanks.”
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