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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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Harry smiled as he sidled up to Charlie. “So, how's life treating you?”

Charlie returned his smile. “Good, actually. And you? Been joined at the hip to your mate, looks like.”

Harry laughed. “Yes, mostly. He’s good for me.”

Charlie looked closer. “Nice horns.” He said lightly.

Harry winced. “Yeah. Did you find the part in Alfred’s journal that talks about them?”

“Yeah.” Charlie grinned. “You have a fate. Excited for whatever it is?”

“Don’t know yet. I’ll know when it happens, but for now, I’m just waiting to see what it ends up being.” Harry said.

“Fair point.” Charlie agreed. “Best not to get too excited if it’s something bad. You’ll set yourself up for a fall that way.”

“And don’t I know it.” Harry agreed. “Where’s your mate?”

Charlie pointed, and Harry looked to see a young woman talking to the twins. “She’s trying to pick up tips on how to get pranks past me, I think. I’m a little worried, honestly.” He said with a laugh.

Harry chuckled. “I would be, too. Does she usually prank?”

“Not frequently, but she has a great sense of humour. She’s pretty sweet, and her cooking is amazing! She makes the best sweet dinner rolls and don’t tell anyone, but they’re better than Molly’s used to be! And she is a spell-weaver. She came up with a better spell to determine a baby’s looks and gender before they’re born, which I didn’t know was possible. She is working on medical spells right now, fusing what wizards know with what Muggles know, and she has come up with some amazing ideas!” Charlie said enthusiastically.

Harry smiled. “I’m glad you’re happy with her.”

“I owe everything to you. Without you, I never would have known I was due an inheritance.”

“You would have done the same for anyone you had discovered in the same boat. I couldn’t just let it be.” Harry said. “You deserve to be happy.”

“Well, thanks. I am happy.”

His mate started looking around, and when she saw them, she smiled and headed over. “Hello.” She held her hand out. “I am Claudia, I don’t believe we have met?”

Harry shook her hand. “Harry. Nice to meet you.”

“Ah, you are the one that helped my Charlie get his inheritance to come through. We both owe you a great debt.” She said.

Harry laughed. “He said the same. I did what was right, that’s all. Besides that, it’s nice to know I am not the only Dracken around. Safety in numbers, you know?” He was starting to feel a little antsy. “I need to go find my mate now. He should be done with his second slice of cake now.” He said in amusement. “He has a major sweet tooth, I swear.” He walked away with Charlie’s laughter ringing in his ears.

He found Tom sitting at the table still, watching Severus and Remus speculatively. “Do you think he feels left out?” Tom mused as Harry drew near. “Remus, I mean. The baby is Severus and Sirius’, and not biologically his.”

Harry hummed and shrugged. “And he knows that if he shows that it is an issue, not only will Severus and Siri kill him, I will learn how to bring him back just to kill him again. But no, I think it will be fine with him. He doesn’t want to risk a child having any lingering traces of his lycanthropy to carry through life, but he is good with children, and I think he will love Rigel just fine. As well as any others Sirius decides he needs.” Harry said with a smile.

Tom stood. “Let’s go say goodbye to your father.” He said firmly, then added in a purr, “I am taking you home.”

Harry flushed. “Alright, I think we have stayed long enough.” He said in agreement.

Tom’s hum of satisfaction was low, and Harry felt his face heat as he turned to go to Severus.

They approached Severus and Remus and Harry cleared his throat. “I’d stay longer, but—”

“If we stay any longer, it will be in his room.” Tom stated flatly. “Without silencing charms.” He added, and Severus made a face.

“Good Merlin, My Lord, have you no sense of shame?” Severus asked.

“My sense of urgency to have my mate has eroded that completely. You have only yourself to blame. Keeping him from me except every other night is not helping things at all.” Tom bit out.

Remus’ eyes widened. “Severus, is that really what you are doing? Once in a while is one thing, but every other night you are keeping them apart? With a brand new bond to take into account?” The censure in his voice was clear. He turned to Harry. “It’s a wonder you’re still sane.”

Harry let out a soft laugh. “It’s a close thing.” He informed the man.

“I will explain why he can’t interfere with bonds in that way, and I will talk him into letting Tom stay in your room.” Remus told them. “Go find Sirius. He should be inside, resting in a parlour. Go say goodbye before you leave, then we will see you in a few days.”

“Tom and I will be over tomorrow to brew him a soap and shampoo, since I hate his.” Harry explained. “He needs a better scent.”

“Good, we will see you then.” Remus said, then turned to Severus and began saying something to him in low tones, Severus looking distinctly unamused to have earned himself a dressing-down from his newly-bonded werewolf.

Harry took Tom’s hand and firmly led him away, despite the tugging from the man who wanted to stay and watch Severus being scolded like a child. “Tom!” Harry snapped, and his mate heaved a sigh and came along with him reluctantly. “I should paddle your arse tonight.”

“Mm, I might like that.” Tom said in consideration.

“You pervert.” Harry said with a grin as they walked into the house.

“Always true; never ashamed.” Tom said happily.

They went into the house and searched until they found Sirius in the brown parlour.

“Hey, kiddo. Heading out?” He asked, trying to get up.

“No, no, don’t get up, I’ll come to you.” Harry said, then walked over and gave him a hug. “Yeah, we’re heading over to Tom’s for the night. We’ll be over tomorrow to use the lab.” Harry said.

“Alright. Hey, Rigel’s kicking right now; want to feel?” Sirius asked, grinning.

Harry smiled. “Yeah, sure!”

Sirius took his hand and placed it on the side of his stomach, and Harry smiled as something tapped against it.

“What do you think?” Sirius asked. “Knee or elbow?”

Harry laughed. “No idea; could be either.”

Sirius smiled and nodded. “Yeah, I feel that way most of the time, too. Hopefully that was an elbow; I don’t want them to have to turn him around in me. It sounds painful.” He said wryly.

Harry nodded. “I’m sure you’ll be fine.” He said.

“That’s the hope. Help me up; I’m going to back out there and find my new husbands.”

Harry helped him to his feet, gave him one more hug, and Sirius walked over to shake Tom’s hand. “See you both later. Be good to each other.”

“We will be.” Harry said, and Tom echoed the sentiment.

Sirius waddled off and Harry turned to Tom. “Alright, let’s go.” He said. “I have a few changes of clothes at your place.”

Tom smiled. “Are you going to wear your pretty wedding finery over there, or would you rather change out of those robes?” He asked.

Harry looked down at his robes and sighed. “Yeah, I should probably change. Don’t want to give Mulciber any ideas.” He quipped.

Tom laughed. “I don’t think he’d get any, no matter how delectable you look in those. He doesn’t seem to like you.”

Harry hummed. “You’ve got that right.” He muttered. “Come help me decide what to wear.”

Tom followed him up to his room and Harry opened his wardrobe. “What would look best, do you think?”

Tom peeked in and smiled. “Mm, the green shirt with the grey trousers.” He said appreciatively.

Harry laughed. “I knew you would say that. Why do you like that outfit on me so much?” He asked.

“Oh, why do I like seeing my favourite Gryffindor in Slytherin colours? Besides the fact that green suits you so well, I am guessing?”

“Yes.” Harry grinned indulgently. “Besides that. And I’m a Slytherin now, anyway.”

“All the more reason to wear their colours. Show your house pride. And besides, if you want to go back to Gryffindor, I’m sure Minerva will let you.” Tom said. “She is reasonable.”

Harry shook his head and began changing. “No, I’m fine with being in Slytherin. I have a lot of friends—” He was cut off by a kiss, and grinned as eager hands found his arse, squeezing gently.

“Merlin, I need you! Right now!” Tom said against his lips.

Harry pushed him away. “Let’s get out of the house first. Knowing Dad, he’ll expect us to be gone by the time they finish seeing off their guests, and I don’t think any of them will remember silencing charms. I don’t want to hear that.” He said, then hurriedly pulled his clothes on.

Tom watched him and glared at Zephyr as he flew around Harry’s head. *You’re back! I was bored! Are we going to go to your mate’s house now?*

Harry laughed. *Yes, and I will get you a snack. What do you feel like?*

*Shrimp.* Zephyr said.

*Um...* Harry turned to Tom. “Do you have shrimp?”

Tom snorted. “Of course I do. Does this mean he will be left to his own devices with Mulciber?” He asked, nodding to the drackling.

Harry glared at him. “Over my dead body!” He denied. “He just needs some food for him brought to the room. He can be good and will stay out of the way while you, how did you put it? Have me?”

“Have to have you.” Tom agreed, pulling Harry in for another kiss.

“Come on, let’s go.” Harry said, the drackling alighting on his shoulder.

They left through the Floo, Harry proudly displaying his traits as he came through, and headed for the kitchens first.

“We need... How many will he eat?” Tom asked.

Harry relayed the question and Zephyr gave him a little grin. *Three big ones, or six smaller ones.*

Harry’s brow rose, but he took the drackling at his word and dutifully told Tom how many he wanted.

The elf held up a shrimp and Harry nodded. “So three of that size.” He said.

Zephyr purred happily, and Harry could hear an answering purr trying to emerge him. He shoved the sound down, holding it in until he and Tom were safely behind closed doors.

He knew what his purr would do to his mate.

And he didn’t want him to lose control in public. Not with Mulciber in the house.

They waited while the shrimp was cooked, then took the plate and headed upstairs.

Harry set the plate on the desk a good distance from the bed, where Zephyr would be out of the way.

“Now, can I please have you?” Tom begged as soon as they were in his room.

Harry smiled and let out the purr that had threatened earlier, nodding his acceptance.

Tom growled, and pulled Harry in for another kiss.

Harry laughed. “I need to be undressed. And then, I had a question to ask you. Just a small favour, one I don’t think you’ll mind helping me with.”

Tom pulled back just enough to help Harry get out of his shirt, mussing his hair. Harry grinned as Tom groaned. “Oh, Merlin, I’ve just made you even more irresistible!”

Harry laughed. “Want me to do the rest?” He offered.

Tom hummed. “Oh, yes, make it a striptease!”

“I suppose I can do that.” Harry said. “Sit down and watch me, then!” He pushed Tom down onto the bed and waved his wand, playing a slow, sultry tune. He gyrated his hips and slowly lowered his trousers and revealed there was nothing underneath them.

“Fuck.” Tom breathed. “Come here.” He pointed to the floor right between his feet. “Now.”

Harry shivered at the tone of authority, and eagerly went to his mate. “Before we do this, I have a request.” He said.

Tom smiled. “I’m listening.” He said.

Harry took a deep breath. It was now or never.
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