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The Slytherin Prince	By : Sablesilverrain Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Tom Views: 33958 -:- Recommendations : 6 -:- Currently Reading : 7
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Fred looked at Lucius. “When will he wake up?” He asked.

Lucius sighed. “Another two hours.”

George nodded. “What do we do when he wakes?”

Lucius rubbed his temples. “Remember how I told you that you two are not to do anything questionable with him under my roof?” He asked.

Fred nodded. “Yes, Sir, we remember clearly.”

“That has gone out the window. You are probably his mates, so you will need to bond with him and spend time together until he comes out of his Veela mindset. He will know what to do, his Veela will tell him. Just go with whatever he urges you to do.” Lucius flushed. “You may want to prepare yourself shortly before he wakes.” He added to George. “He will not be in a mood to wait for you, and I can tell you are submissive. Be ready for him to take you. I do not know if a dominant Veela will remember preparation in a feral mindset. I am submissive to Narcissa.” He explained.

“So, wait, you carried Draco?” Fred asked.

“No.” Lucius said in irritation. “There are five types of Veela: submissive tops, submissive bottoms, dominant tops, dominant bottoms and switches, which are the rarest. I am a submissive top. I impregnated her, but she rules the household for me. I defer to her in most cases. I work in politics and pay the bills; she oversees everything here. We raise Draco together, with her teaching him to be a proper young Lord and me teaching him to listen to his instincts in case he is… Well, in case this happened, really.” He told them. “It keeps harmony. We are both happy this way.”

George nodded. “We are both ready to take care of him in any way he needs us to.”

Lucius smiled. “Just be there for him.” He said.

Fred chuckled. “Don’t worry, he will be protected, and we will do whatever it takes to make him happy.”

“Good.” Lucius said. “I will leave you to get ready for when he wakes.” He said, then left the room, closing the door behind him.

Fred swallowed. “We should get ready for him to wake. It will be soon, knowing our luck.”

George nodded his agreement. He got onto the large bed beside Draco, far enough away to not disturb him, and shucked his trousers and pants. He was unbuttoning his shirt when Fred lifted his legs and began tonguing him. He moaned softly, stifling the sound by biting his lip.

Fred chuckled. “Going to hold back those lovely sounds the whole time?” He asked, then went back to what he had been doing.

“Just—just until Draco’s up!” George answered in a strangled voice.

Fred hummed happily, driving his tongue deep into George and earning a gasp.

George held in his sounds and stopped Fred when he felt he was wet enough, especially since Draco was starting to stir. He quickly shed his shirt and Fred undressed, too.

Draco’s eyes fluttered open, shining bright silver like his father’s, instead of his usual bright blue, and he opened his mouth and let out a musical trill.

Both twins felt their breath catch at the ethereal beauty of their mate as he seemed to glow.

“His allure.” Fred realized.

“Gorgeous.” George added.

Draco trilled again, then crooned and leaned in to inhale deeply at the base of George’s neck. He nipped at the skin, then gave a lick over the area his sharp teeth had stung.

Draco leaned up and gave Fred a thorough sniff, too, then bared his neck, giving a questioning croon.

Fred knew from his reading that that was the Veela’s way of asking for approval from their dominant mate. He was supposed to bite him, not hard enough to claim yet, but hard enough to make it clear he intended to when they had sex, which would be happening very soon.

Fred set his teeth into Draco’s neck and bit down, leaving a mark.

Draco melted into it, crooning happily.

Then, as soon as Fred let up, the Veela was on George.

Draco felt his entrance, and finding him wet, trilled happily. He threw the covers off of himself and revealed that he was achingly hard.

Fred winced. “Looks painful.” He said.

“Looks wonderful. He’s grown a bit.” George said approvingly.

Fred chuckled as Draco positioned himself and paused, wiggling his arse.

Fred leaned in and began licking at him, but the Veela let out a displeased warble of warning.

Fred tensed, backed off, and instead cast stretching and lubricating spells on him, then positioned himself at his entrance. “Apparently, we’re doing this as fast as possible.” He muttered.

George chuckled. “I approve of this decision.” He chimed in.

Fred sighed. “Someday I’m going to give him a good rimming. Make him come on my tongue.” He muttered.

Draco pushed back, driving Fred into him and making him gasp, then forward into George, earning a deep moan.

They set up a steady rhythm, Draco leading their movements for the most part, and Fred and George just following along as best they could.

George was crying out every time Draco pushed into him and clutching at Draco’s back, and Draco was getting slowly more forceful.

George cried out sharply, and Fred looked around Draco to find that the blond had figured out how to give George exactly what he needed—a hint of pain. Draco had grabbed onto a nipple and was pinching and twisting, and while George’s sharp cries could be mistaken for sounds born purely of pain, Fred knew that his twin wanted the pain, and that made all the difference.

Fred grinned and sped up, wondering if his need could be fed by Draco as well as George’s was. He reached up with one hand and raked his fingernails gently down Draco’s back, not hard enough to break the skin, but enough to raise red lines down the smooth expanse.

Draco mewled and arched into the touch, and Fred dug his nails in deeper. The answer was Draco speeding up and baring his neck, and Fred nuzzled him, sucking on the skin. He pulled away and grabbed a handful of Draco’s hair, pulling and making the blond bow back with the pulling.

Fred released his hair and grabbed his hips instead, helping him move and pulling him back to drive even deeper into him with each motion.

Draco growled and leaned down, biting George and setting off his orgasm with the mating claim, and Fred tightened his grip on his hips, slamming home and adding his claim on Draco’s neck, setting off the blond, which pulled his own orgasm from him as the blond clamped down several times, screeching in completion.

Fred rolled off of him, panting and smiling as Draco went boneless, blanketing George’s body with his own sated form. “Probably should have put up a silencing charm.” He said belatedly.

George snickered. “Lucius is going to be horrified.”

“Probably.” Fred agreed.

Draco nuzzled into George’s neck, then rolled off of him and cuddled in between his two mates, trilling softly and soaking up the feeling of their bond sealing itself off securely.

*****

“And next time you see him, he will probably look a bit different. The inheritance can cause that.” Severus told Harry.

Harry frowned. “Different how?” He asked.

Severus hummed. “His eyes will glow silver in the grip of strong emotions. He will be prettier, but your Occlumency shields will protect you from his allure. His hair will have lightened a few shades. He will still be the same person, just better-looking.” He said.

Harry hummed. “Good thing I’m not competing with him for Tom.” He said lightly.

Severus laughed. “The Dark Lord will have no one but you. He is attracted to power, and besides him and Dumbledore, you are the strongest wizard around. There is no one who could wrest him from your side.” He assured Harry.

Harry smiled. “Good. Then I don’t have to worry.”

“No, you do not.” Severus agreed.

*****

“Last-minute Switch, or Heinous Headmaster?

My readers, it has come to my attention that Sirius Black was cleared of all charges late yesterday afternoon, when he and Harrison Prince (formerly Harry Potter) brought in Peter Pettigrew in his illegal Animagus form and proved that he bore the Dark Mark and had been the one to act as secret-keeper for the Potters!

Also mentioned during the turning in of the rat Animagus was the fact that Dumbledore was going to act as Bonder for the Fidelius Charm the Potters would be living under. As most of you know, Dumbledore urged the Minister to put Sirius Black in Azkaban without a trial of any kind.

If he was indeed the Bonder, he knew that Sirius Black was innocent.

Did the Potters switch Bonders at the last minute, or is our Headmaster hiding a dangerously sinister side to him?

It seems that only time will tell.

Rita Skeeter”

Harry chuckled, setting the paper aside. “She can be very useful when she’s on our side.” Harry said.

Severus hummed. “Indeed. Eat.” He added.

Harry rolled his eyes, but continued eating.

“And don’t roll your eyes.” Severus added.

“Fine.” Harry said. “Can I go spend another night at Tom’s soon?”

Severus hummed. “I suppose. I do need to have your Godfather come over to clear the air with him about our past before I will trust him with you out in public, and I’d like to do that with as small an audience as possible.”

Harry grinned. “Great! How about in two days?”

Severus smiled. “Yes, fine. That will work.” He said.

“Thanks, Dad! You’re the best.”

“It will not be so easy all the time. I merely have reason to want an empty house right now.” Severus said. “Enjoy it while it lasts.”

Harry nodded. “I plan to!” He said enthusiastically.
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