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Trifecta	By : Sablesilverrain Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 69992 -:- Recommendations : 5 -:- Currently Reading : 12
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, the universe, or anything you may recognize herein. I only play in this universe for fun. I also do not make any money from writing this, I do it for the entertainment of other sick-minded individuals like myself.

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Harry was dozing when none other than Lucius Malfoy strode into the hospital wing. He snapped to alertness and hissed: “You!” He felt the Ethologus begin taking over and tried to claw it back, but he could tell by the widening of Lucius' eyes that he was unsuccessful.

Lucius drew his wand. “What in the devil are you doing to me?!” He snarled.

Harry shook his head. “I can't stop it! You'll have to stun me and get Professor Snape!” He said frantically, still trying to pull the Ethologus' abilities back into himself.

Lucius, thankfully, stunned him and Harry slipped into blackness. “That was odd.” He murmured. “Draco, why did I get a letter from Dumbledore about you brawling in the halls like a common hooligan?” He asked.

Draco scowled. “Potter said you were a Death Eater. He also said you fought with him at the Department of Mysteries.” He said.

Lucius looked taken aback. “I see. I… Didn’t want you to find out this way.” He said softly.

Draco stared at him, shocked. “It's true?” He asked.

Lucius sighed and sat down at the foot of Draco's bed. “I have done a lot of things I am not proud of, some of my own choosing and some to further the ambitions and standing of the family. Joining… Him was my father's idea, and I did it before you were born. My father believed he would lead us to a golden age of prosperity and magnificence. But he has changed. He is so consumed with Potter's death, it appears he has lost much of his purpose and is floundering. I find now that I have… Regrets. But there is no safe way out of his service once you pledge yourself to him. It is a choice between serving him faithfully, or death. And I cannot leave you and your mother defenceless. So I do as he bids me and try to survive. For you. And your mother.” He said.

Severus stepped into the room. “There is a way out, if you are truly willing to leave him, Lucius.” He said. “But first, why is Potter stunned? I had a charm on him to detect malicious spells cast on him, and it went off. What happened?”

Lucius stood. “He was somehow pulling at my magic. It was not unpleasant, but at the same time, I have never felt anything like that before.” He said.

Severus frowned. “Not unpleasant? You enjoyed the sensation?” He asked.

“It was odd, but it didn’t feel particularly malevolent or sinister. He seemed just as surprised as I when it happened. He told me to stun him and retrieve you.” Lucius explained. “I was going to once I finished speaking with Draco. We required privacy, which I am chagrined to find we did not have after all.”

“I need to speak with him. Wait here, Lucius, we need to have a word after.” Severus said, moving to Harry's bed. He revived Harry and the teen immediately gasped, feeling the Ethologus rise up again.

“He's doing it again.” Lucius said calmly.

“Strange.” Severus murmured. “I don’t feel anything. Potter! Pull it back! Control your anger!” He said to the frightened teen.

Harry looked at him. “I'm not mad! I don’t know what’s happening! I can’t pull it back in!” He said frantically. “What do I do?!”

Severus straightened. “You are only drawing from Lucius… And you say you can’t pull it back? There is no stopping it?”

Harry shook his head.

“Lucius, come here.” Severus said, motioning the blond closer until he stood beside the bed.

Harry opened his mouth and a soft, musical croon emerged.

Severus frowned. It sounded somewhat reminiscent of a Veela, which was odd. Harry was not Veela at all.

Suddenly, with preternatural speed, Harry shot out of bed and wrapped his arms around Lucius, slanting his mouth over the blond’s and kissing him deeply.

Lucius gasped into the kiss and stiffened, then sighed into it and seemed to melt into the embrace, becoming pliant in Harry's arms. Harry broke the kiss and gasped, pulling back in shock.

“What just happened?” He asked.

“That's what I'd like to know!” Draco shouted from across the room.

Severus frowned. “I think… You just sealed a bond. Is he still drawing from you, Lucius?” He asked.

Lucius shook his head. “No. He seemed to pull magic out through my mouth as we were kissing. It was an odd sensation.” He said. “But he is no longer pulling on it at all.”

Severus shook his head. “It's just his luck that the man who got him into this mess would prove to be the most dangerous creature’s mate.”

“Mate?” Lucius asked in surprise. “But… But I have a wife!”

Severus snorted. “So? We both know you have lovers on the side, and they are usually young, dark-haired males. Kissing Harry periodically to keep him alive and well should prove no hardship for you.”

Lucius looked over Harry thoughtfully. “Can we do more than kiss?” He asked.

“No!” Severus snapped. “Lucius, the boy is sixteen!” He added.

“Didn’t stop you.” Harry muttered.

Severus glared at him. “Shut up!”

“Make me!” Harry snapped.

“Truly, this is entertainment at its finest.” Lucius said, highly amused by the proceedings.

Both Harry and Severus turned to him and yelled, “Shut up!”

Lucius coughed delicately. “Very well. Do go on.”

The two turned back to each other and Harry asked, “What if I want to do more with him? I certainly wanted more with you, and you didn’t exactly stop me, did you?”

“You are a child, Potter!” Severus snarled.

Harry eyed him with a raised brow. “Then that makes you a paedophile.” He said simply.

Severus raised his hand and let it fly, but before it connected with Harry's cheek, Lucius grabbed it.

“I’m quite certain you don’t really want to do that.” Lucius murmured. “You always did have problems controlling your anger.”

Severus snatched his hand back, growling. “Harry, you're sixteen years old—”

“And emancipated, due to being a vampire. So I’m legally an adult.” Harry pointed out.

“When did all this happen? You didn’t reach your majority, so where did all the creature inheritances come from?” Lucius asked.

“Remember those potions that fell all over me at the ministry? They caused three different creature inheritances to hit on my birthday.” Harry explained.

“Oh.” Lucius said simply. “So what are you, now? Vampire you said, but what else?”

“Incubus.” Harry answered. “And… Ethologus.” He whispered.

Lucius' eyes widened. “And I am its mate?” He asked.

“Seems that way.” Harry agreed.

Lucius nodded slowly. “Alright. Severus, you said something about there being a way out of serving our Lord?” He asked the man. “Tell me more.”

Harry blinked a few times, stymied. “Really? Just like that?” He asked.

Lucius looked him over. “Well, I certainly can’t keep going to him with you as a mate, that’s a death sentence!” He said.

Harry grinned. “True.” He agreed.

Severus nodded once. “I'll take you to Dumbledore. He'll be able to help you get away from him.” He said.

Harry watched them walk away. “Bye, then.” He called out after them.

“Never kiss my father again.” Draco said from his bed.

“Look, it’s not like I want to, but I need to, occasionally. Or I'll die.” Harry told him.

Draco scowled. “Then die.”

Harry got back into bed. “Rather not, thanks.” He said lightly. “Now I'm going back to my nap.”

*****

Harry woke again when he heard voices coming from Draco's side of the room. He inhaled and sat straight up in bed, recognizing the scent of his mate.

He looked over to see Blaise talking to Draco.

Draco looked over at him as he sat up and let out a shout of alarm, recoiling. “Your eyes! What the hell?!”

“Mate.” Harry said, staring straight at Blaise.

“Mate? Who, me? What are you, an incubus, or what?” Blaise asked.

Draco snorted. “Or what.” He answered.

Harry cocked his head and answered. “Vampire, incubus, and one more creature that’s on a need-to-know basis. You only need to worry about the incubus part.” He said.

“No, Potter, you can't have my Godfather, father and my best friend! Stop being so greedy!” Draco snapped.

“He’ll still be your friend! I’m not taking him away; I just need him to fuck me once in a while!” Harry snapped back, before his face flamed. “That was more information than I meant to give you.” He mumbled.

Draco grinned. “You're a sub! Subby, slutty Potter!” He jeered.

“Draco. Don't make me even the score.” Blaise said softly.

Draco turned a betrayed look on Blaise. “You wouldn't.” He hissed.

“He didn't mean to tell you that, I believe he was just caught off-guard by discovering I’m his mate. Don't mock him for letting it slip.” Blaise turned to Harry. “What do you need from me?” He asked.

Harry flushed. “Um, to be honest, I don’t think I'm quite ready to bottom—for anyone—so how about you just keep on doing what you're doing for now, and I'll let you know when I’m ready to do more than just breathe in the energies left over from your activities?”

Blaise nodded slowly. “So you want me to sleep with other people until you're ready for more?” He asked.

Harry flushed. “Yeah. Just for a while. When I'm ready, though, I'm going to want you to be faithful. Will you be able to?”

Blaise hummed, tapping a finger against his lips as he looked at Harry. “I suppose I can. Honestly, I’m only switching people so often because I can't find anyone willing to give me what I want in bed. If we're mates, what I want to give is exactly what you'll need. I think it'll work out.” He finished.

Harry grinned. “Great! Er, you should probably give Draco some attention. If looks could kill.”

Draco huffed. “You're lucky they can't, Potter!”
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