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Perfect Bliss (REVAMPED)	By : TheGreatAng Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 89572 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 18
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Dinner had started only a few minutes ago when Draco felt the toy shift inside of him. He stilled for a moment, not sure if it was his imagination or not. When nothing happened he began eating again, enjoying hearing his father talk with their mates, the Grangers, and Remus. It had been a bit of a long discussion, but eventually Lucius’s previous condition and situation had been explained. Apologies were made and accepted, though he could tell that Mr. and Mrs. Granger still weren’t quite sure what to make of the older Malfoy.

Draco’s breathing hitched when he felt the toy move again, lightly pulsing inside of him. His cock twitched with interest at the stimulation and he slowly put his silverware down. He pretended that he was full when his father gave him an imploring look and tried to focus on the conversation around him. He watched the faces of the people around him in the magic made light that hovered over and around the table, looking for any sign of who could have the remote. The blonde tensed and bit his lower lip in order to hold back a moan as the toy began to slowly swell as it throbbed.

The next few moments were a blur of pleasure. He remembered excusing himself from dinner politely before quickly heading up to the master bedroom. With every step pleasure throbbed through his body and Draco almost didn’t make it to his destination. Now he was sprawled out on the bed, naked as sweat and slick had rapidly soaked through his clothing after he reached the room. The toy was still vibrating inside of him, so much so that he swore he could feel the pulsations in his belly.

His skin was flushed red from his cheeks to his torso and every touch was just on the pleasure side of painful. His nipples were peaked and his cock was resting hard against his lower stomach. The blonde had already had two internal orgasms because of this situation and he could feel a third coming on. His stomach was a little swollen with the massive amount of slick trapped inside of him.

Draco’s legs were splayed wide, trembling from exersion and the over abundance of pleasure corsing through him. With one hand braced against the headboard of the bed and the other on the base of the toy, the blonde tugged once more. His previous attempts at removing the toy had been unsuccessful because of his orgasms, but this time he ignored the pain of the rapid stretch and had managed to pull the largest bead out of his puffy entrance. It didn’t come without repercussions though. The movement of the beads inside of his heat had him crying out in between sobs as another orgasm ripped through him. He didn’t even hear the door to the bedroom open.

Harry quietly shut the door behind him and cast a silencing charm on the whole room. He had left dinner under the pretences of checking on Draco; which wasn’t actually a lie. He just had a more invested interest in the little blonde than anyone else at dinner had thought.

The sight he was greeted with upon opening the door had him hard in a second. Draco was completely spread out, bracing himself with one hand on the headboard as the other moved the toy inside of him. The blonde had managed to get one bead out of him before he was throwing his head back as another orgasm seemed to rip through his body. Harry was surprised when the blonde’s cock stayed hard though. Internal orgasms were hard for men to achieve, but here was Draco having multiple.

Harry must have groaned or something because suddenly Draco’s head was snapping up, silvery eyes locking on to his jade one. Draco’s hands clenched the bed sheets on either side of his body as his ears grew to their elfin points. His ears were paler than his father’s, closer to white than silver-grey.

Harry quickly began removing his own clothing, grinning lightly when he noticed Draco’s darkening eyes trained on each inch of revealed skin.

“What do you want me to do Draco?” Harry asked as he unbuttoned his pants and began pushing them down.

Draco swallowed thickly as he looked over Harry’s muscular form, “Help. I can’t-“ His voice was cut off when the toy suddenly stopped moving making him moan in relief. It was then that he noticed the small black remote in Harry’s hand. “You had it this whole time?!”

Harry grinned at Draco, showing off his elongated canines, “It’s not my fault you left the toy inside of you. Plus, you’re the one that left the remote sitting out where anyone could find it.”

Draco didn’t respond as he quickly became distracted when Harry finally removed all of his clothing and climbed onto the bed. His mate’s cock was larger than he thought it would be, and he was already expecting – or hoping for – a thick cock that could really fill him up.

Lips pressing open mouthed kisses from his knee down his inner thigh brought him out of his shock, “Are you going to help me or not, Potter?” Draco sniped, though his breathy voice made his tone less threatening.

Harry looked up at Draco with a raised eyebrow, “Back to surnames now are we?” Harry asked, diving down to lick a long stripe up the blonde’s cock when he looked like he was about to snark some more, “If so, you might as well use them correctly. It’s Darkwing, not Potter, Malfoy.”

Draco bit his lip in a failed attempt to hold back a moan before he begged, “Please.”

Harry, not wanting to cause Draco any more stress, moved back a little so that he could get a better look at the toy lodged inside of his mate. The blonde’s stretched entrance was red and a little swollen around the toy, and after brushing a finger over the abused skin, sensitive. Draco choked back another moan and gripped the sheets tighter as Harry began to touch him. The dominant male grabbed the base of the toy and gently began pulling the toy out; going back to sucking and kissing the sensitive flesh on the inside of Draco’s thigh. The blonde’s breathing got heavier and Harry could see the muscles in his arms and legs flexing as he tried to restrain himself from moving too much.

Harry’s cock twitched as he watched Draco’s opening stretch obscenely over the large bead being pulled out of him. Finally, the bead was half way pulled out and was easily slid out the rest of the way. The sudden shift of the beads inside of the blonde cause another problem though. Draco’s back arched at the sudden pleasure, blocking the toy from being removed more. When blonde finally calmed down enough to lay flat again Harry tried to pull out the next bead, causing Draco to arch once again.

Harry groaned in frustration and looked around the room, trying to come up with an idea to help keep Draco from blocking the toy’s removal. Then he saw the pull handles on the bay window seat.

“Draco can you stand?” Harry asked as he himself stood from the bed.

The blonde moved slowly, but eventually he was able to stand on shaky legs with Harry’s help. The Darverius guided Draco over to the bay window and helped him kneel before the seat with his hands on the handles. Kneeling behind the blonde in his new position, Harry ran a hand down his spine, letting Draco feel his touch as he moved back to grab the base of the toy again. This time when Draco arched he only managed to move the toy inside of him as his hips gyrated.

By the time Harry had the third to last bead out of Draco the blonde was a moaning and whining mess. The last two beads slid easily out of Draco’s stretched opening, followed by a rush of slick that had been trapped inside of him. The liquid dripped down the blonde’s thighs and made his gulping entrance glisten in the light of the room.

Harry growled low in his throat and gripped the base of his cock tightly to stave off an orgasm. When he had himself under control again he found Draco had moved further onto the window seat and was laying face down on the cushion, his head resting on his crossed arms. The blonde was still on his knees and Harry couldn’t help was see how inviting his mate’s heat was.

Crawling forward Harry gripped one of Draco’s hips and kissed one of the lower bumps of Draco’s spine, “Do you want me to claim you Draco? You have to tell me ‘No’ now, or I won’t be able to stop myself.”

The blonde’s eyes flew open and he looked over his shoulder at Harry. He felt his tail suddenly grow from his back, transforming him fully at the thought of being claimed. When Harry rose to his full height to look better into Draco’s eyes the blonde rolled his hips, flipping his tail up over his hip and exposing himself to Harry’s view.

“Yes.” Draco whispered his voice still hoarse from all the noise he had made earlier.

Harry’s eyes darkened and he looked down at his mate’s heat. He ran a finger of the puckered, loose opening before pressing the digit inside. Draco was still stretched from the toy even though his healing was slowly beginning to work on the worn muscle. Removing his finger he took his cock in his hand and guided the thick head to his mate’s entrance. His head slid in easily, and his inner beast practically howled in lust as the ridge that meant his little mate was a virgin – albeit a horny one – brushed loosely over his heated rod.

Draco whimpered at the new pressure. It was different than his fingers or the toy. Harry’s cock wasn’t as thick at the toy, but the toy had thin parts, allowing him to rest between stretched. Having Harry’s cock opening him up was a constant stretch. The blonde rolled his hips again to try and relieve some of the discomfort as the ridge inside of him snapped.

At Draco’s pained whimpers Harry paused, gulping down air in order to calm his need, “Draco?”

Draco groaned at the sound of his mate’s voice. Why was that a turn on?

“I’m fine Darkwing.” Draco did his best to drawl.

Harry raised an eyebrow as his last name was once again brought into the situation, “Whatever you say Malfoy.”

With that Harry gripped Draco’s hips and pressed forward, sliding home in one long, hard thrust. Draco cried out, a hand pressing against the window to brace himself as pleasure suddenly overwhelmed any pain he had been feeling. Looking out the window Draco could see the dinner table where his new family still sat. It would only take a look up from one of them to see him. Could they see Harry? Would they know what they were doing?

Draco moaned as Harry pulled out and thrust back in, starting up a steady rhythm. As if he heard Draco moan Lucius looked up and directly into Draco’s eyes. The younger blonde felt a thrill of pleasure as he locked eyes with his father. He had been caught and when he mewled after a well aimed thrust to his prostate made him see stars, he knew Lucius knew what he was doing. The older blonde raised an eyebrow before turning away from looking at the window, pretending like he hadn’t seen anything.

Draco moaned again and pressed his hands against the window at he rolled his hips, meeting Harry’s thrusts.

“That’s it Malfoy,” Harry purred as he stopped his thrusting, letting Draco fuck himself on cock, “You should see yourself, all stretched out over my cock.”

Draco’s breath hitched at Harry’s words. He never pegged the other wizard for a sex-talker. He found that he liked it.

Harry chuckled before rubbing his hands over Draco’s bottom, spreading the creamy globes to he could watch himself disappear and reappear from his mate’s arse better, “You like the sound of my voice?” Draco moaned again and started impaling himself faster. “Tell me what else you like.”

Draco gasped as he answered, “The stretch. I like the stretch.”

“Hmmm,” Harry said as he lightly squeezed the round bum in his hands, causing Draco’s hips to stutter a little before they picked up their pace again, “So you like being opened up. How much?”

“A lot.” Draco moaned out, slowly coming to the realization that fucking himself wouldn’t be enough. He needed Harry to move. “Move.”

Harry raised an eyebrow before reaching up and grabbing Draco by the shoulders. He slammed back into his little mate just as Draco began to press back again. The blonde moaned wantonly as Harry kept up the hard thrusts.

“Does a lot mean like the toy, or maybe even my fist?” Harry growled, pleasure slowly taking over him.

“Bloody h-ahh!” Draco choked out as an internal orgasm ripped through him, making him squeeze his eyes closed and smack a hand against the window.

“I’ll take that as a yes.” Harry said his voice husky as the heat around him began to flutter.

Draco whined, letting Harry take control and piston in and out of him. It shouldn’t have been a big turn on to have his body be used like this, but he it was. He clenched around Harry’s cock and smirked as he drew a moan from his dominant. He repeated the action, letting his core massage his mate’s cock as it repeatedly sank deep into him.

“Please.” Draco half-whined as he drawled, looking over his shoulder at Harry, “Is that all you got, Darkwing?”

Harry growled at the challenge and suddenly pulled out, making Draco whimper at the sudden emptiness inside of him. Then Draco was on his back, his legs wrapped around Harry’s waist as his mate reentered him in a single thrust.

Draco’s eyes widened and his back arched off the ground, “Fuck!”

Harry latched his lips onto the long column of throat that was presented to him as he pounded into the smaller blonde. Draco was moaning with each thrust, his fingertips racking over Harry’s back as he tried to hold on. Each thrust rubbed past his prostate and almost had him begging, but he held back, just barely.

Feeling a little devious – because fucking yourself with a beaded toy and then getting thoroughly laid tends to do that to a person – Draco moved his tail to wrap around Harry’s waist. The limb was just long enough that he could wrap it around once and still have about a foot and half left. Harry must have really been lost in the pleasure centered on his cock, because he didn’t even notice the sneaky tail moving down his back. When the thin, furred limb rubbed against his entrance he growled and nipped at Draco’s throat in warning.

The threat of teeth at his throat didn’t scare Draco though. Something inside of him told him that Harry wouldn’t really hurt him; restrain him yes, hurt him no. So he let the tip of his tail pressed passed the tight ring of muscle that guarded Harry’s entrance. He wasn’t ready for Harry’s reaction though.

Harry reared up, lifting Draco a few inches off the floor, his hips still thrusting his cock deeply in and out of the blonde. Draco held on to Harry so that their chests were pressed firmly together, and then pressed his tail in a few more inches. He moaned in pleasure. He hadn’t realized how sensitive his tail was and the tightness of Harry’s core was gripping the limb deliciously.

Every thrust of Harry’s hips had Draco’s trapped cock rubbing between their stomachs and the blonde was quickly feeling the building up of an orgasm. Between the friction on his cock, Harry pounding into him, and the tight heat around the tip of his tail, Draco was quickly cumming with a cry. His nails lengthened and dug into Harry’s shoulder as his heat spasmed around his dominant’s rod, marking the other man.

Harry growled and bit into Draco’s shoulder, drawing another cry from the blonde, before he slammed into the heat once more and filled the space with his seed.

Harry laid Draco back on the floor, resting his own body on top of his mate’s, as they calmed down. He licked the claim mark he had placed on Draco’s shoulder causing the blonde to whine a little at the ache. So instead he leaned up and sealed their lips together. Draco sighed into the lazy kiss and Harry responded with a quiet growl.

When they finally broke apart Draco was feeling worn out and satisfied, “Not bad Darkwing.”

Harry snorted at the use of his surname, “It’s Harry or Dominick, Draco.”

Draco frowned in thought before smirking, “Domy?”

Harry nipped at Draco’s throat teasingly, “Call me Domy and you won’t be getting laid again for a very long time.”

Draco pouted up at Harry, causing the other man to chuckle.

“Now can you get your tail out of my ass?” Harry snarked, clenching the muscles in his bum for good measure.

Draco moaned at the sensation but moved his tail anyways, letting his ears and his extra limb return to their normal states.

By the time Lucius and Severus came upstairs to get ready for bed Harry and Draco were both washed and in their night clothes – night pants for Harry, and night pants and shirt for Draco. They were fast asleep, the only light in the room coming from the bathroom and a few candles that Motsy had lit so that Severus and Lucius could see their way around the room.

After quickly washing up and changing; Lucius and Severus crawled into the bed. Draco was laying half on top of Harry and half on his side; his head resting against the dominant male’s shoulder. Severus slid over and snuggled up behind Draco, wrapping an arm around the blonde’s waist. Lucius crawled in after Severus and draped an arm over both submissives, his fingers brushing over Harry’s stomach. Not long after, all four men were completely asleep.

~

Arthur Weasley was holding his wife as she sobbed into his chest. His own nerves were shaken, but he felt that he had to be strong for his family, or the members that were left that is. It had all happened so fast. One moment they were quietly eating dinner, and then the next a flash of white light blinded all of them. When they had regained their vision Molly was the first to notice something wrong. It had only taken a matter of seconds for everyone at the table to notice Ginny was missing. On her dinner plate had been a note saying ‘Choose wisely.’

The message had been short, but clear. It had terrified the entire family and now they were really torn. They didn’t know too much about the whereabouts of Harry Potter now, but Dumbledore wouldn’t accept that. Either way they didn’t want to betray Harry like that, but now Ginny was missing; most likely with Mortinson.

A quiet whine rung throughout the room coming from the three sirens curled up on the couch just outside of the dining area. Fred had his arms wrapped around George as his twin rested his head on his shoulder. George was combing a hand through Ron’s hair. The younger boy had laid his head on George’s thigh as he curled up next to his older brothers.

They all knew they had to decide soon, but the choice was not an easy one to make.

~

When Harry woke up the next morning he almost laughed. Draco was on top of him, sprawled out like a spider monkey, his head resting just over Harry’s heart. Severus was curled up right next to them; his leg wrapped around one of both Draco and Harry’s. Lucius was taking up the most space by lying on his back with his arms spread out; one underneath Severus’s head.

Harry looked back to Draco when he heard the blonde mutter something, his breath brushing against Harry’s bare chest. Slowly Draco’s eyes opened, blinking blearily before looking up at Harry.

“Morning Draco.” Harry whispered, trying to not wake his other mates up.

“Morning Domy.” Draco said, still half asleep.

Though, he was fully awakened when Harry reached down and pinched his bum lightly for the use of the forbidden nickname. Draco squeaked and sat up, straddling Harry’s hips. The movement woke Severus up, causing the man to glare sleepily at the two younger men.

“Look what you did.” Harry quietly teased, shrugging his shoulder in Severus’s direction.

“Me?” Draco hissed, “I’m not the one pinching people.”

“I warned you not to use that name.” Harry responded, a light smirk on his lips, “Besides, I like this position it got you in.”

Harry rolled his hips, grinding his half hard cock into Draco’s bottom. The quiet moan that Draco gave killed his arousal though, sounding more from pain than pleasure.

“Sorry, still sore.” Draco mumbled as he got himself calmed down and comfortable on Harry’s lap again, using his arms to support himself.

Harry grimaced and moved his hands so that he could rub Draco’s hips.

“I’ll see if I have any pain poultices that can help with that.” Severus said quietly.

Draco summoned his wand to his hand and cast a cleaning charm on all of their mouths before leaning over and kissing Severus on the lips. Harry made a face at the tingling that swept over his mouth, leaving minty freshness in its wake. He was surprised that Lucius was still asleep after that.

His attention was then drawn to Severus and Draco kissing and he had to beat back arousal that was trying to flood his body. When they broke apart Severus looked up at Harry and smirked knowingly.

“Morning Harry,” He said before leaning up and capturing Harry’s lips in a soft kiss.

“Are we each taking turns with Harry this morning?” Lucius purred from the other side of Severus, breaking the kissing couple apart.

Lucius was awake now and had rolled onto his side to watch his three mates greet each other. His hair was disheveled, but still managed to look sexy and in control; like he had planned to wake up looking this way. Harry groaned and gritted his teeth. The older blonde knew what he was doing too; making Harry fight back his arousal even more. Seriously a metal bat was involved. They were distracted from ‘Let’s torture Harry’ when Motsy popped into the room.

“ Sirs, Miss Hermione has asked me to tell you to get your lazy arses out of bed because Miss Hermione needs to be talking to Master Harry.” Motsy said, curtsying low and popping out of the room just as Harry tried to correct her use of his name.

Draco and Severus were the first to get off the bed, climbing over Harry on their way to the bathroom. Lucius was about the climb out of the bed when Harry reached over and grabbed his arm. He pulled the blonde to him and pressed their lips together in a passionate kiss that made Lucius moan a little.

Harry carded his fingers into the blonde’s long hair and gripped the strands tight, but not enough to be painful. Lucius gasped, opening his mouth for Harry tongue to plunder. Harry tongue fucked his mate’s mouth as a hand drifted down and thumbed past a peaking nipple. Lucius moaned again, louder this time, and shifted closer to Harry. Just before Lucius was able to press against him, Harry pulled away and pressed a quick kiss to the corner of Lucius’s mouth.

“Morning Lucius.” Harry said with a smirk before he got out of the bed and walked over to the dresser.

Lucius watched – partially in shock at the sudden end of the kiss – as Harry pulled a plain, black, long sleeved shirt out of the dresser. The blonde’s eyes were transfixed on Harry’s back as the man lifted the shirt over his head, his shoulders flexing gloriously as he put on the clothing. When Harry dropped his night pants to reveal he wasn’t wearing anything underneath Lucius quickly looked away. Was it his imagination or were Harry’s muscles larger than before?

“You should get dressed Luc,” Harry said, now fully dressed as he headed for the bedroom door, “Unless you want to go to breakfast in your pajama pants.”

Once Harry left the room Lucius heard a snort and a laugh from the bathroom. He proceeded to bury his face in the bed covers. His mates were going to be the death of him.

When Harry got downstairs he saw Hermione pacing in front of the dining room table. Internally, he gulped, knowing that whatever was on his best friend’s mind was bound to be bad. As he moved closer he could see that Remus was also looking particularly grim. Whether he was worried about Hermione or what Hermione was worried about, Harry couldn’t tell.

“’Mione?” Harry called, concern showing on his face.

Hermione spun to look at him and gave him a worried smile, “Morning Harry.”

“What’s wrong?” Harrys asked now really worried.

“I’m really worried about Ron,” Hermione said, “I’ve sent him multiple letters, but they’ve all come back unopened. I even sent a few to the twins and Ginny, but I can’t reach any of them. Do you think we could go to the Burrow and check on them?”

Seeing Hermione so worried made him worry. He had wanted to check on his other best friend for a while, but with finding his mates and all the drama that had involved, he hadn’t had a lot of time.

Nodding Harry said, “Yeah ‘Mione, we’ll go check on Ron today after my mates get down here. I don’t want to leave without telling them.”

“Did someone say Draco Malfoy?” a voice called from the down the hallway.

Harry turned and saw Draco, Severus, and Lucius walking towards the dining room and smiled lightly at them.

Noticing Harry’s worried expression Severus asked, “Is something wrong?”

Harry shook his head, “We don’t know for sure if anything is wrong, but we are going to the Burrow to check on the Weasleys. They haven’t been getting any of Hermione’s letters.”

“When are we leaving?” Draco asked.

“You don’t have to come with.” Harry said, “I know that you don’t get along with them.”

“They are your family,” Lucius said as he walked over to grab a cup of coffee, “Family is the most important thing to a Malfoy. We will go with you.”

“I will go as well,” Severus agreed, “Ron may have been miserable at potions, but his siblings weren’t too bad. We’ll have to get used to being around them eventually Harry. We won’t force you to stay away from them for our sakes.”

Harry felt his heart swell a little at the care his mates were taking to make him happy. He hadn’t expected them to force him to never see the Weasley’s again, but he also hadn’t expected them to come with him whenever he visited the family. Hermione looked at him knowingly with a small smile. Maybe he could have the huge dream family he always hoped for.

After a quick breakfast Hermione told her parents where they were going. Then they were apparating to the Weasley’s home. They landed a few feet away from the front door and before they even got over the haze that apparating always left, Hermione was walking up to the door and knocking. Harry walked up and stood beside her, the duos mates falling in behind them.

They could hear shuffling and a high pitched whine from inside. Harry and Hermione looked at each other, concern clearly showing on their faces. Just as Harry got the nerve to blast open the door it cracked open. A blue eye peered out at them before widening. The door flung open to reveal a tired looking Arthur Weasley.

“Hermione? Harry? What are you doing here?” Arthur asked then after seeing the men behind the duo, “Remus? Severus? Lucius? Draco? I’m sorry, I’m just so confused.”

“I’ve been sending Ron, Ginny, and the twins letters but none of them have been delivered. We had to come and check on you. We were worried.” Hermione explained, “As for why the others are here – It’s a long story. Can we come in?”

Arthur suddenly looked nervous, shifting on his feet and looking at something behind the group standing on the other side of his doorway.

“Mr. Weasley?” Harry asked, turning around to look for what could be spooking the man, “What is it?”

Sitting on the edge of the Weasley property was a carriage without a horse. It was an elegant looking vehicle with elaborate black detailing around the edges of the door and window, clashing beautifully against the white wash of the outside of the carriage.

Remus’s eyes flashed gold and he bared his teeth at the offending vehicle, “Is that what I think it is?”

Lucius’s eyes turned molten silver and he hissed, “Why is that here?” as he turned to look at Arthur.

Arthur gulped nervously at the angry demeanor of the blonde man, “Dumbledore – He – He wants to know where you are Harry.” Arthur explained, looking away from Lucius and towards a confused Harry, “He’s going to take away our children if we don’t tell him where you are. Ron told him that we didn’t know, but he wouldn’t believe us.”

“He took Ginny.” Ron said as he walked up on the other side of his father.

“RON!” Hermione cried out in relief and was about to lunge forward to hug him when Ron put his hands out to stop her.

“You can’t come in ‘Mione.” Ron said sadly, looking like all he wanted in the world was to hug his best friends. “They’ve got the house spelled. Anyone who comes inside is trapped in here.”

“Wait,” Harry said, his confusion reaching a high point, “I don’t understand. Where would he take your children? He’s not here is he? What does that have to do with the carriage?”

“He’s not here, yet.” Arthur answered, “The carriage is owned by Stigus Mortinson. He’s –“

Lucius finished Arthur’s sentence when the man began to look a little green, “He owns a brothel. Its invite only and specializes in magical creatures; of whom he usually kidnaps from families that have angered someone with money. His ‘business’ is located on another plane so that no one other than those invited can enter it.”

“And he already took Ginny?” Harry asked, and at Ron and Arthur’s nods he continued, “How do we get her back?”

“Dumbledore said he would leave us alone if we gave you up Harry.” Arthur said quietly, looking at the floor.

“No he won’t Dad. “Ron said angrily, “He’ll never leave us alone once he knows how to get us to do what he wants.”

Arthur rubbed his face with his hands, “I know. I know. I’m just – so tired.”

Ron looked at his father sadly before saying, “Why don’t you go back to sleep Dad. I’ll talk to Harry and Hermione.”

Arthur nodded before turning around and heading back up the stair to his and Molly’s bedroom.

“He didn’t mean it, Harry.” Ron said, trying to explain his father’s actions, “He just hasn’t slept much since we got the first warning letter. He’s been blaming himself.”

“We’ll get her back Ron. Then you and your family can come and stay with me and ‘Mione.” Harry reassured, causing Ron’s eyes to widen as he finally took in exactly who was standing in front of him, as well as the changes that his best friend’s seemed to have gone through.

“What in Merlin’s name?” Ron muttered as he tried to put two and four together and failed.

Harry looked at his mates, “Why don’t you stay here and explain things while Hermione and I try to find a way to get Ginny back.”

“I’m coming with.” Lucius said in a no-nonsense tone that made Harry bristle a little bit.

“No, you’re staying Luc,” Harry growled, “I can’t expect Remus and Severus to be able to protect everyone in this house while I’m gone. I know Draco, Ron, and the rest of the Weasley’s can protect themselves, but with the amount of stress they are under and the fact that we have no idea what kind of magic this Mortinson guy is using – “ Harry cut himself off as he grew frustrated, “I need you to stay here. I’ll be fine and if anything goes wrong Hermione can burn everything.”

“They’ll be trapped if they come inside.” Ron said, looking hesitant at letting the slytherins into his home.

“It will be easier to guard a smaller space than standing out here and guarding the rest of the fields.” Harry explained.

“Fine.” Ron grumbled and opened the door more, stepping aside to allow the four men in.

Draco and Severus kissed Harry quickly while Lucius – being stubborn – simply followed them into the house. Remus leaned down and kissed Hermione softly before smiling at her and nodding at Harry. Once all four of the men were inside the Weasley house Ron raised his eyebrows at his best friends.

“Do I want to know?” He asked making both Harry and Hermione snort.

“Whether you want to or not you’re going to find out.” Hermione said grinning before grabbing Harry’s arm and pulling him towards the carriage, “Come on Harry, we don’t have a lot of time.”

Harry pointed at Ron and said, “Lock the door. Don’t let anyone that doesn’t know the codeword in.”

Ron nodded and quickly shut the door and locked it. The golden trio had developed a codeword in second year at Hogwarts after it had become obvious that Harry’s life would be threatened and a mystery would need to be solved at least once a year.

Harry cautiously opened the door to the carriage and looked inside. A man sat inside, his head hanging back against the wall as he snored, sound asleep. Instantly the duo began casting spells. In the end the man had been stunned, silenced, body-bound, and petrified. Was it over kill? Probably. Was if effective? Yes.

Quickly, they began searching the cabin and the man for anything that would let them into the brothel. When Hermione cheered Harry turned to look at her. She was smiling and holding up a key to show him.

“Where does it go?” Harry asked, looking around for something locked.

“Maybe the door.” Hermione said as she walked over to the door.

Shutting the door she put the key in the keyhole and turned it. When it clicked she looked up at Harry, both of them feeling suddenly nervous.

“Here goes nothing.” Harry whispered as he grabbed the handle after she removed the key.

The handle gave way easily and the door opened to reveal a musty, dungeon hallway. They cautiously stepped out of the carriage and looked at the surroundings. The hallway was dirty and water dripped down the walls, adding to the moldy smell of the place. As they stepped further down the hallway they could hear the faint sound of someone quietly sobbing.

Hermione frowned and loudly whispered, “Ginny?”

The sobbing stopped suddenly and a tiny voice called back, “Hermione?”

The duo was running forward then, looking into cell doors as they went. Harry looked into one of the cells and was about to move on when he saw a flash of orange hair.

“’Mione!” Harry hissed, trying to keep his voice down, “Over here.”

“Harry?!” Ginny called from inside of the cell, “Please get me out of here!”

“We’re coming Ginny, stay calm.” Hermione called quietly into the cell as Harry tried to move the handle.

When it didn’t budge he growled. He had to get his sister out of the cell. His eyes flashed black as he used his increased strength to pull on the handle. The locking mechanism groaned under the pressure as Harry gritted his teeth and pulled harder. Finally the handle gave and Harry was about to pull the cell door open.

Hermione and Harry rushed inside the cell, the elemental instantly going over to Ginny to check her for any injuries as Harry looked around the room. Ginny had a cut above her eyebrow and a bruise on her cheek, but other than that she looked fine. Hermione drew her wand and tried casting unlocking charms and then blasting charms on the chains that were bound to Ginny’s wrists and ankles, but nothing worked.

“Harry can you break these?” Hermione asked, drawing Harry’s attention away from an odd shadow in the dark corner of the cell.

“Yeah.” Harry said as he walked over to the two girls.

He grabbed the chains and instantly dropped them with a hiss of pain; the palms of his hands blistering red where the chain had touched.

“Oh gods Harry!” Hermione exclaimed.

“The chains are warded against dominants.” A voice from the corner that Harry had been staring at earlier said.

Harry drew his wand and pointed it at the corner of the room, “Who’s there?”

Hermione pointed her wand in the direction of the voice and cast a lumos charm. Once the corner was lit up they could see a man not much older than them, chained up by his wrists and his throat. He winced as she bright light hit his eyes.

“Sorry.” Hermione said and dimmed the light so they could still see him, but it didn’t glare into his sensitive eyes.

The man had short, wavy brown hair that fell into his glowing green eyes. He was a little taller than Harry and had black, tribal tattoo sleeves that looked like fire up both of his arms. He wore a simple white tank and a pair of blue jeans. His feet were bare to the cold floor of the room and he looked even worse for wear than Ginny did; scabbed cuts and bruises, and dirt covering his body. Harry was suddenly overcome with a need to protect this man when he realized the he smelt familiar. It unnerved the young Darverius because he had only felt this way for his mates, but this man wasn’t linked to his mind like his mates were. Who was he?

“M’name’s Jaden.” The man said, “And if you don’t want to be killed or trapped here I suggest you figure out how to get your friend free and leave.”

It was then that Harry could hear the sound of footsteps running down a hallway a ways away from them, but still heading towards their direction.

“Someone’s coming this way.” Harry told Hermione when she gave him a questioning look.

“Bloody hell.” Hermione cursed, gaining shocked looks from both Harry and Ginny.

She ignored them however in favor and drawing fire into her hand. Ginny’s eyes widened and she gasped as Hermione grabbed onto the chains and melted right through them, setting Ginny free. She then moved over to Jaden and began to melt through his chains as well, much to the man’s surprise.

“Why did you do that?” Jaden asked in shock. He wasn’t used to people helping him.

“Well I could very well leave you behind now could I?” Hermione said, “Now we have to hurry. Can you walk?”

Jaden pushed off slowly from the wall he was leaning against. He hadn’t moved in days so he wasn’t actually sure what the answer to that question was. He soon found out when his legs buckled underneath him and he fell. Strong arms wrapped around his chest and helped him stand up again. Harry threw Jaden’s arm over his shoulder to support part of his weight and the newcomer was suddenly overwhelmed by the scent of the boy. He hadn’t expected to smell that. Ever.

They left the cell and quickly started toward the carriage, but they were too late.

“Stop!” Someone yelled from behind the group, making them turn to look.

A hoard of guards was running down the hall towards them and Ginny whimpered in fright. There were at least twenty of the men and they all looked extremely pissed off. Spells began shooting past them and Harry was suddenly thankful that the guards seemed to be poor shots.

“Leave me.” Jaden ordered, “You won’t make it out of here with you having to drag me.”

Harry growled low and gently sat Jaden against the wall beside him, “Not a chance.”

Harry turned to look at Hermione and saw that her hair was already black, firing licking over her skin. He caught her eye and she nodded to him before moving to stand in front of Ginny protectively. Harry turned back to the guards that were fast approaching. Anger rushed through him and he roared as his wings and tail ripped from his back; his eyes turning black as his nails turned into claws.

~

Delicate, long fingered hands gripped the edge of the table in shock as sightless eyes opened wide. Long, pale gold hair framed an oval face as a blue glow surrounded the man’s white – once dark blue - eyes. Pale lips fell open as a gasp left his lungs, a vision playing across his mind.

“What is it Damian?” A rough voice called from the overly decorated bed behind him. A grunt and a moan followed after the voice, but it didn’t bother the one called Damian.

Damian turned slowly on the chair he was sitting on; staring blankly into the area he knew Adal and Tegann were, “It’s time to leave.”

Adal chuckled at Damian’s words as he tangled his hand into a head of silky black hair that matched his own and forced the mouth on his cock down deeper. Tegann moaned and hallowed his cheeks as he sucked down the thick member in his mouth, letting his older twin guide the rhythm in which his head bobbed.

“What makes this time any – ah shit – different – fuck Tegann your mouth – than last time?” Adal asked, his voice growing hoarse as he felt pleasure coil tighter in his gut.

The older of the twins tugged on his little brother’s hair and bit his lip when the responding moan sent vibrations down his cock as Tegann deep throated him, working his pierced tongue over the thick vein of Adal’s cock. Knowing his brother was getting close Tegann let his mouth relax a little, letting his teeth brush over Adal’s sensitive flesh on the way back up to the head; just enough to send him over the edge.

At the sensation of teeth ghosting over his cock Adal groaned and pressed Tegann’s head back down hard as he came down his little brother’s throat; his hips bucking a little not even fazing the younger twin.

“Fuck yes,” Adal groaned as he throbbed in between Tegann’s lips, “Such a good little cocksucker aren’t you.”

When Adal let go of his head Tegann sucked back up his brother’s dick, making sure to catch any remaining cum along the way before he let the cock go with a dirty pop. He stood to his hands and knees and leaned into Adal, pressing their lips together. Adal quickly dominated the kiss and opened his brother mouth up, letting his tongue slide in so he could taste himself on the younger’s tongue.

“Jaden’s with them.” Damian said after the brother’s finished kissing.

Adal’s eyes darkened and his grin turned feral as he looked at Tegann, “I guess we better get dressed then, huh?”

Quickly, the twins put clothes on and got their belongings, as well as Damian’s, together. Adal ran ideas for how they were going to get out of here through his head as Tegann helped Damian to his feet and places their small packs over his shoulder.

Tegann looked up at his brother and nodded, “Ready.” He said quietly.

Adal smirked and walked over to the door before pounding on it with his fist, “Hey guard! Damian’s having a seizure again!”

He could hear footsteps approaching from outside the door and jingling as she guard got out his keys. Adal felt his fingernails grow as they turned into two inch long black talons. As soon as the door opened Adal grabbed the guard and forced his hand through the man’s chest. The guard sputtered, blood welling out past his lips and eyes wide at the sudden attack. When Adal pulled his hand free the man’s heart came free with it. The guard fell to the floor dead, a pool of blood forming beneath him.

“Dumbass.” Adal muttered stepped over the now dead guard and held the door open for Tegann and Damian to walk through.

~

Hermione and Harry tore through the guards that were attacking them. The smell of burnt flesh and blood filled the air, making Ginny gag from her hiding spot behind the angry pyromancer. Harry had cuts on his arms that were slowly healing as a swarm of six guards took over him.

“Harry!” Hermione cried and was about to roast the bastards alive when she saw a new group of guards running down the hall.

Harry felt his strength draining as his endurance began to reach it limits. Then, suddenly, one of the guards choked and stiffened. Foam began to pour out of his mouth just as another one choked and another was ripped off of him. The two foaming guards fell to the floor and Harry could see Jaden standing beside him.

The newcomer’s eyes were glowing green and he had white scaled wings protruding from his back. Twitching behind him hung a white tail with a barb sticking out of the end. Jaden moved and his tail shot forward, stabbing the barb into another guard as he ripped the other two off of Harry. The guard that had gotten stabbed began to choke and foam like the others.

Harry was confused. Jaden looked like a Darverius, all except for the barb at the end of his tail. What was he?

“Harry we have to go!” Hermione cried out, drawing his attention to the hoard of guards rushing up on them.

Springing into action Harry grabbed Jaden around the waist and started running towards the carriage with Hermione and Ginny at his side. They were about ten feet away from the carriage when screams form behind them caught their attention. Turning around they saw that the guard were no longer focused on them, but on three men in the middle of the fight. One of the men laughed, grinning wickedly as his claws tore through guard. A man that looked like the first one was holding the third man up. The third man had one hand pressed to his temple while the other was held out in front of him. The man closest to him were gripping their heads and screaming in agony as they collapsed onto the floor. Once the last guard dropped to the floor the three men focused on their little group and Hermione readied two fire balls in her hands, just in case.

“Leaving without us Jaden?” The grinning one said as they approached.

“Adal.” Jaden acknowledged before looking at the other two, “Tegann, Damian, you alright?”

Damian was slumped against Tegann but he smiled softly in Jaden’s direction, “We’re fine.” He said his voice airy.

The man named Adal had long, straight black hair with the sides of his head shaved. He was dressed in an unbuttoned dark red shirt and a pair of dark blue jeans that were ripped at the knees. He had light grey eyes framed by thick, dark lashes and trimmed, arched eyebrows. He had a barbell through his right eyebrow and double zero gauges in his ears. His right ear had one cartilage piercing while his left ear had two; one up high and the second closer to his ear lobe. As he walked his shirt moved to show that he had both of his nipple pierced.

What was really odd about the man was the scar that went around his throat and the double scars on either side of his lips. What the hell had happened to this man?

The Adal’s twin, Harry guessed that he was called Tegann, looked exactly like his brother. Only his hair wasn’t shaved – instead drawn back in a loose half ponytail – his didn’t have his nipples pierced – is his tight blue shirt was an indication – and he only had two small hoops through his ear lobes instead of gauges.

The last man, Damian, was wearing a white long sleeves shirt that fit tightly to his skin with the help of a red corset that was covered in black lace. His pants were long and black, covering his bare toes. His skin was extremely pale and his hair was a pale golden color. It hung loose around his face in well placed layers and reached well past his shoulders. What really stood out where his eyes. Framed by long dark eyelashes and pale brows, his eyes stood out completely white against his face. As he got closer they could see the faint shadow of his iris where it had once hadn’t been blocked by the gloss that now covered them.

All in all Harry wasn’t sure what to make of them men, but if Jaden cared for them then they were okay in his book; for now. Plus, they really needed to get out of this place.

“There’ll be time for introductions later.” Harry said as he started walking back toward the carriage. “Right now we have to get out of here.”

Hermione looked between Harry and the newcomers hesitantly, but decided to follow her brother’s lead in the end. She nodded at the men and ushered Ginny towards the carriage. Once everyone was inside Hermione shut the door and took out the key. She placed it in the keyhole and turned it just as they heard more shouts from the hallway. When she opened the door Ginny cheered in relief and bolted out of the vehicle.

The door to the Burrow opened just as Harry was helping Jaden out of the carriage. Ginny stopped just before the door where Molly was pressed against the barrier, crying with joy.

Once everyone had emptied the carriage Hermione turned and glared at the blasted thing. Then she raised her hand, her hair turning black and her skin beginning to glow as she drew a fireball into her hand. When the ball was large enough to her liking she threw it at the carriage and watched the magical vehicle burst into flames. She turned around and began walking towards the Burrow, not even turning back when the man they had trapped inside started screaming.

The moment the carriage was destroyed the haphazard house glowed a shimmery blue before the barrier that covered the house broke. Suddenly the yard was filled with Weasleys, Malfoys, a werewolf, and a Snape. Draco was the first one to reach Harry and the only thing preventing him from tackling the dominant was the man he was currently supporting.

“Who’s this?” Draco asked, looking suspiciously at Jaden.

Harry smirked at the jealousy on Draco’s face, “This is Jaden. He was in the same cell as Ginny when we found her.”

“Bringing home strays Harry?” Severus said as he and Lucius finally reached them.

The older blonde’s eyes flashed as he scented the air around him, but he quickly calmed and raised an eyebrow as he looked at Jaden, “There’s a parent bond between them.”

Harry’s eyebrows shot up, “Parent bond?”

“My mates must be your parents.” Jaden explained feeling shocked himself.

Harry was torn. On one hand he was happy that he technically had a parent with him now. On the other he knew that Jaden might never meet Harry’s parents, his mates. Seeing Harry’s troubled expression Jaden inquired as to what was wrong.

“We should go inside to explain. It’s a bit of a long story.” Harry said turning his head to look at Jaden.

Before they could do anything though, growls rang out through the yard. Looking in the direction of the noise they saw Adal standing over a wide eyed Fred and George Weasley, a hungry look on his face as Tegann handed Damian off to Hermione and quickly rushed over to his brother to try and calm him. He never thought that they would find their mates, but the five links flaring to life in his mind proved Tegann wrong. He didn’t know how his older twin would react to the new bonds.

A/N: BAHAHAHAHAHA*hack-cough*HA! Let me know what you think. As always if you want to be emailed updates send an email to johnson.angel39@yahoo.com with the subject Perfect Bliss. Please and thank you! Special thanks to Sarah and Diana ( you know who you are :D) for giving me inspiration to finish this chapter!
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