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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 came out of the Floo with his eyes closed and called out, “Is everyone decent?”

“Oh, Harry, grow up.” Remus said evenly. “Your father is down in the lab, Sirius is taking an early nap.” He grinned. “Which is to say, he hasn't gotten up properly yet.”

Harry opened his eyes. “Well, at least I wasn’t faced with nudity this time.”

“It was your fault for coming in unannounced.” Remus pointed out.

“This is my house!” Harry shouted. “I have a right to be here!”

“And now, so do we.” Remus informed him.

Harry sighed. “Right. I'll be careful from now on.”

Remus chuckled. “Anyway, you’re supposed to be getting ready for school?” He checked. “I got permission to take you shopping. Today, if you want to.”

Harry nodded. “Sounds good to me. Are we waiting on Sirius?” He asked.

Remus smiled. “Well, yes. Severus is finishing up my wolfsbane for tonight, so the fumes are toxic, and Sirius has a bad habit of trying to go in there to talk with him. We don’t want any accidents to happen, so getting him out of the house entirely is our best bet.”

“Do we have to wait for him to wake up?” Harry asked with a small smirk.

“Don’t jump on his stomach.” Remus said with a smile, and Harry whooped and ran up the stairs.

He threw the door to Severus’ room open and yelled, “Up, Sirius! We’re going shopping!”

Sirius woke with a start and had his wand pointing at Harry in seconds.

Harry laughed. “Put that away. We need to go get my school things.”

Sirius yawned as Remus came into the room. “Why do I have to go?” He mumbled.

“I have some things to tell you two. But first we need to get more comfortable with each other. Shopping can be a bonding experience; it will be good for us. You’re going to want to know this before the baby is born, because it will clear up a few things. And I can’t tell you yet. I want to be able to soon.” Harry told him.

Sirius nodded and rolled out of bed—naked.

“Ye Gods, my eyes!” Harry cried out, covering his eyes and turning around. “Warn a bloke, would you?!” He added.

Sirius chuckled. “I'm getting a shower. Meet you in the family dining room in fifteen minutes.” He said before heading into the bathroom.

Harry sighed. “That was more of him than I ever wanted to see.” He said, leaving the room.

Remus laughed. “He has no shame, Harry. Get used to it.”

*****

They had gotten everything on the list except one thing: a custom wand, one that would meld better with his Dracken.

“I don’t want to get a new wand!” He muttered. “My old one works fine!”

Sirius grinned. “Fine is not good enough for a Pureblood, Harrison, old boy! Ollivander’s is for the Muggleborns! You need something made specifically for you!” He said, throwing an arm over Harry’s shoulder. “We’re going somewhere special.” He added in a conspiratorial tone.

Harry shot a pleading look at Remus, who was stifling his snickers as he watched.

He sighed, realizing he’d get no help there.

Severus was going to hear all about this indignity when Harry got back home.

“So where are we going?” Harry asked as Sirius led them down a few side-streets.

“A little custom wand shop. It has no name, and you don't need to go there if you don't know what it is.” Sirius said firmly.

Harry rolled his eyes. “Whatever.”

“Don’t you ‘whatever’ me!” Sirius said, then laughed. “Come on, here we are.”

They went into a small shop and Harry looked around. It was also darkened, but not to the same extent as Ollivander’s, and it seemed far less cluttered.

“Hello, hello!” A woman came out from the back. “How many wands?” She asked, wiping dust off her apron.

Sirius pushed Harry forward. “Just one!” He announced.

Harry waved. “Hi.” He said weakly.

The woman rushed forward and took his hand, shaking it. “Hmm... Eleven inches would be just right. Good grip.” She said, then smiled. “This should be easy!” She pulled him toward the back of the shop. “Come on, feel for your wood.” She said, then gave him a little push toward the tables of woods.

Harry frowned. “Um... How do I do that?” He asked.

The woman laughed. “First custom wand? Alright. You feel with your magic and pick out the wood that most closely resonates with you.”

Harry felt around, and eventually settled on one, bringing it over to her.

She smiled. “Ah, yellow birch. We have a leader here. One with loyalty, a good wood. Next, choose a core.” She said, opening up drawers with different materials arranged on felt covers.

Harry did the same thing, and picked up a blueish grey mass that looked like thread in a vial. He brought it over to her.

She whistled. “Okay, that explains the wood. You’re a Dracken.” She said lowly.

Harry’s eyes widened. “How did you know?” He asked. He hadn’t exactly advertised the fact far and wide yet.

She smiled widely. “Only a Dracken picks those particular cores. Heartstring from a Peruvian Vipertooth? Definitely a Dracken.” She said.

“Have you met many, then?” Harry asked.

“Drackens?” She asked. “Heavens, no! Oh, my name is Sandy, by the way. I always forget that!” She laughed. “What’s yours?”

“Harry.” Harry said. “Harrison Prince.”

She nodded. “Awesome! So dragon heartstring and yellow birch. It’ll make a good wand. Want a grounding stone? Most creatures do better with one, but it costs a bit extra. Getting the stone to set properly also makes it take an extra hour.” She explained.

Harry frowned. “Well, I don’t—”

“Yes, he’s getting one.” Sirius said. “Don’t argue, Harry, you’ll be amazed how good it will feel.”

Harry sighed. “Alright.” Harry said.

“Stones are back here.” Sandy said, leading him to a back room. “In the drawers. Feel around, find one you like. If two call you, pick the one you like the look of best.” She said, then grinned. “Stones are tricky, but a good one will make sure you feel it.”

Harry felt around, and came up with a reddish stone he held up.

“Carnelian. Yes, that will work well for you. It’s good for trusting yourself and overcoming abuse, but mostly for overcoming new difficulties, wherever they show up. Drackens do tend to attract adversity. It will work out for you, I think.” She told him. “Alright, now, out, so I can work. Come back in an hour and a half, and I will have your new wand ready for you.”

Harry, Sirius and Remus left, and Remus laughed. “She’s always got such frenetic energy.”

“I always knew she’d inherit the shop.” Sirius said. “Ray never had much of a head for wandmaking. He’s probably her main gatherer, though. He knows which woods are best.”

Remus nodded. “Yes, their grandparents did well by them, making sure they had a career that would never be out of demand.”

Harry hummed in question.

“Oh, we knew the older couple who ran this. Ellen and Alfred, and Sandy helped them out a lot. It seemed a love of wandmaking stuck with her.”

“Ah.” Harry led them to a nearby cafe. “Tea?” He offered, digging out his money pouch.

“I’ll pay.” Sirius said, pushing at Harry’s pouch. “Put that away, this one’s on Dad.”

Harry raised an eyebrow at him. “I have a Dad, thank you. You can be Father, if you want, but Dad is taken.”

Sirius grinned. “Fair enough. And Remus will be Papa?” He asked teasingly.

“If he’s okay with that.” Harry said, shrugging.

Remus laughed. “That’s fine with me.” He agreed.

They sat and ordered tea and a few snacks and ate, discussing nothing of importance while they waited for the wand to be ready.

“Oh, Harry, Severus has agreed to let Tom spend most nights with you now. He just insists that you use silencing charms.” Remus said.

Harry smiled widely. “Thank you! How did you get through to him?”

Remus chuckled. “I explained that his keeping Tom away from your bed could strain the bond between you two, and could possibly cause a rift between you and him. He doesn’t want you to resent him, and neither do we, but it’s an unfortunate side-effect of trying to keep possessive mates apart, and nobody is more possessive than a Dracken. Except a Veela.” He added at the last minute.

Harry snorted. “Well, the only Veela we have to worry about is Draco, and I don’t think he wants my mate.” He said.

“No, I don’t suppose he does.” Sirius agreed.

“Anyway, it’s about time to go get your wand. You ready?” Sirius asked, paying and getting up.

The other two rose and they headed to the wand shop, walking in.

“Just a second!” Sandy called out from the back.

They waited and she finally came out, wiping more dust from herself and wiping a small cloth over a wand.

“Is that it?” Harry asked.

Sandy smiled and held it up. “Eleven inches, yellow birch and Peruvian Vipertooth heartstring, with a carnelian grounding stone. A beautiful wand, great for ritual work and healing, also powerful in its own right for removing negative influences.” She announced, then handed the wand to Harry.

Harry’s eyes widened and he felt a thrum of power come from the wand. It felt almost alive, the way it tingled with power and nearly sang to him. It would be a powerful augment to his already impressive skills and strength. He felt almost unstoppable, with this wand.

“If I know Sirius Black, you’ll be wanting a holster, right?” Sandy asked, drawing Harry’s attention back to her, rather than his new wand.

Sirius nodded. “Yes.” He confirmed.

“Wand hand?” She asked.

“Right.” Remus said.

Sandy took Harry’s right arm and measured it. “Hm, we have two right now for that size. Although... One of them is green... It was a special order that never got picked up.” She explained.

Harry’s eyes lit up. “What shade?” He asked.

Sandy laughed. “It’s over here.” She went and drew it down from the wall. It was the exact shade of Harry’s Dracken form.

“I want it.” Harry said immediately.

Sandy smiled. “Excellent! Special orders that get left behind are hard to sell, usually. This one has been waiting for ten years.”

“Well, it’s mine now.” Harry said.

“I hope it works out well for you. It has anti-summoning charms on it, just like all of our holsters, and it should fit you nice and snug.”

Harry put it on and slid his new wand inside it. “I’m going to use my old wand, still, and keep this one as a secret weapon in public. The new one will get used around the house, but it’s best to have a backup no one knows about.” He said.

“Excellent idea!” Sirius said. “I think that’s everything for the day! Ready to head back home?” He asked.

Harry nodded. “Yes, let’s get back and say hi to Dad.” He agreed.

They headed back to the Apparition point, and just before they got there, Harry heard someone call his name.

He turned to find Luna hurrying to him. “Day after tomorrow?” She asked. “For the cleansing. I didn’t want to do it too soon, because you needed him as he usually is for the bonding to take. It cleanses too much. But we can do it now without unbalancing anything.”

Harry nodded. “Then yes, the last Saturday before we head back on Thursday will work for us. We’ll be ready.”

Luna smiled. “It will be a tough one; he’s going to need you for the bond. Be ready.” She warned.

“I will be.” Harry promised.

Luna gave him a hug and Harry felt his Dracken purr in happiness.

Then the three men left for home, and Harry headed up to his room to put together his school trunk for his sixth year at Hogwarts.

It would be the best one yet.
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