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There Be Dragons, Harry	By : Scioneeris Category: HP Canon Characters paired with Original Characters > Slash - Male/Male Views: 58400 -:- Recommendations : 8 -:- Currently Reading : 27
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"I did not just give you that book for sheer entertainment value." He tapped Harry's nose, lightly, with one finger. Then those long-fingered hands slipped from his hair to rub little circles on his temple in gentle, soothing motions. He didn't say a word, but then again, he didn't have to.

"Fine, fine. I'll nap." Harry stifled a yawn. That felt nice. It felt nice in lots of ways. He was still tired, but it wasn't worrying him as much as it had some time ago. The book had helped—some. He could follow Theo's train of thought, faintly. Talking to Terius would help, if he could. There were some things he wanted to know.

There was something very soft and warm wrapped around him.

Harry wriggled comfortably for a moment, before an unfamiliar scent teased at his nostrils. His brow furrowed in his sleep and his breathing hitched, the once relaxed body gradually tensing.

A soft, rumbling chir filled the room and Harry's head popped up, eyes wide, head whipping around.

Emerald green eyes caught sight of Terius sitting on a stool beside the sofa end table, his broad grey wings flared out in their indoor form, the burgundy scales catching the light of the fire and reflecting speckles of pink light around the room. He made an inquisitive noise in his throat. Those lovely grey wings fluttered and Terius hummed in response.

Neither said a word for the first few minutes. The silence was tangible and comfortable.

"Have a nice rest?" The older Dragel asked, after Harry had settled back onto the sofa, watching him with waking, curious eyes.

Harry blinked at him. He thought about it for a moment and realized that he suddenly felt energized as if he'd finally gotten enough sleep at last. He perked up quite visibly and nodded, snuggling back into the warmth provided from the couch and then realized he'd kicked off a nicely knitted blanket by his feet.

"Good." Terius waved his hand at the table and a cup of steaming tea appeared a few inches away from Harry's hands. "Have something to drink—your stomach will want it in a moment." Harry accepted the cup, holding it carefully in his hands. "Theo tells me you finally read that helpful little book of his."

"Little?" Harry nearly choked on the mouthful of tea he'd been taking. If it weren't for the charmed glasses, there was no way he'd have been able to breeze through the thick section the older boy had selected. "There's nothing little about that-!"

Terius chuckled. "He's just left for classes." He explained, noticing Harry's furtive glance around the room. "Do you mind? He will return as soon as he can."

Harry opened his mouth and then shut it, thinking carefully. He did mind that Theo wasn't there, especially since Theo had been there when he'd fallen asleep, but if Theo had thought he was fine with Terius, Harry didn't have much of a complaint. He wanted to ask the man some questions, so his current situation was mostly acceptable. He still felt uneasy—there was simply something about being around Theo that made peace and quiet seem as natural as breathing—so he frowned.

"It's natural." Terius said, quietly. He sipped his tea with an air of elegance. "It is simply your awareness of him. It will fade comfortably over time."

"Fade?"

"Dim just enough so that it doesn't bother you. It is amplified with every mate that is added to your circle—it starts out fairly mild, but can give you a bit of a headache over time. Some circles develop telepathy, mindspeak or magic-mingling from it. It is nothing to worry over."

But the words flew conveniently over Harry's head. He was focusing on something Terius had said earlier. "Theo's in class?"

"Potions, actually. Severus and Draco were both whining over it. They all left only a few minutes ago. I figured Theo's leaving might wake you. It did."

Harry nearly laughed at the thought of the dark Potions Master whining. It didn't fit the image of the dark figure he knew. "How did you-?"

"You rested enough." Terius said, simply. "Theo stopped worrying about several minutes ago—he didn't want to leave your side for even a second, but then he just calmed and packed up his bookbag and I knew you'd wake when you were ready."

"W-why am I—all the time. I mean, I read the book and-" Harry paused. "You're not a-"

"I am Pareya." Terius said, smoothly. "We have certain privileges that the others do not, because part of our function in a mateship circle is to protect the ones we love and care about."

"You're not a beta?" Harry stared at him, confusedly.

"Mmm." Terius returned. "I thought that book might have left some things out."

"Such as?" Harry wanted to know.

"Important things, but the usual kind that ought to be spoken aloud and not written on parchments." Terius nodded towards the cup. "You will want to drink that soon."

"What is it?"

"An herbal tea for clarity of mind, settled stomach and energy."

"I feel fine."

"This will keep it that way."

Harry resisted the urge to shrug. He liked the tea. It tasted nice—and that was without cream and sugar added to the golden liquid. "What's a Pareya?"

"Do you know the positions in a mateship circle?"

"Alpha, beta and sub." Harry recited, quickly.

"And in relation to you…?" Terius prompted.

"I'm sub, Theo's alpha…I don't have a beta."

"I would suggest finding one fairly soon. It always eases the transition from a human-raised to Dragel culture—and you will crave the security and attention that comes with having more than one mate around you." Terius paused. "Do you know what Pareya is?"

Harry shook his head.

"Pareya stands for Protector. There can be up to three heads of Pareya in a circle, and it can expand outward from there. First, there is simply Pareya or Protector, as you would say Alpha or beta. Once there is one Protector, then there can be another, in this case, there is Pareya Deracle, which protects the entire mateship circle, but not the submissive. Pareya Toracle solely protects the submissive and the Deracle and no others. When there are more than one, they tend to look after each other, so the Toracle would be dominant to the Deracle and you'd have a bit of a sub-circle there."

"How?"

"Simple. The protector, protects. The alpha will fight if, necessary, but the protector's job first and foremost is to protect their circle—alpha included—at all costs."

"All costs?"

"Their lives, Harry." Terius said, quietly. "Meaning, if something were to threaten Draco or Severus and I could not protect them, I would die trying."

Harry's grip on the teacup tightened. "That's not…." He swallowed. "I don't-"

"You do not have to agree, but I do ask that you attempt to understand." Terius soothed. "It is in our nature, our very blood. We cannot deny it any more than you can deny the fact that you are a wizard."

"What if I don't pick one?"

"It doesn't quite work that way, but-"

"What if I don't pick one?" Harry demanded. ."Why would I want someone to give up their life for-"

"You're worth it, you know." Terius interrupted. "Whether you agree or not and while you could refuse them, it would effectively destroy them from the inside out. They would then wish death on their own selves in order to give you the peace of mind you would seek by refusing them." The weight of his voice made Harry look at him.

"Why?"

"Why not?" Terius countered. "Every one deserves to be loved, Harry." He sighed. "And you are distracting me. After Pareya, there are other positions in the circle. There is Rheyo, which is a second alpha, in this case, if a higher alpha takes over the circle, the former alpha becomes beta and the new alpha chooses their own beta—or, the circle as a whole, may choose the one they want to hold the position. It helps to prevent arguments and fights, especially since a beta or Rheyo are often mediators between the alpha and the rest of the circle and they help to keep things together in harmony." Terius explained. "Other available positions within a circle include, a Healer, a Carrier—if the sub does not feel comfortable carrying a child to term—an Advisor and an Ambassador. Afterwards, there is Gheyo, which is a fighter, whose sole purpose is to fight. You will find that Dragel society is very different than you would expect. Fighting is a something of a sport in Nevarah—our Capital city—and it is quite a spectacular and enjoyable pastime. Most circles take on a fighter for defensive purposes and to protect the alpha from accepting potentially deadly challenges, as a Gheyo's prime function is to fight and an alpha's is to protect."

Harry opened and closed his mouth several times before he finally spoke. "Your circle's not that…big."

"Draco has no further inclinations at the moment." Terius gave a slight shrug, his wings fluttering faintly. "As such, he only has Severus—our alpha, and myself, Pareya."

"And he doesn't need anyone else?"

"Not necessarily. He is simply content with what he has at present. Most require a beta in some form or another—I would not be amiss to adding another to our circle, but Severus is fine with Draco and Draco is fine with Severus, so for now, there is nothing else needed."

"What about you?" Harry asked, softly.

Terius smiled. "What about me?" He murmured. "Have you had any other inclinations?"

"I-I don't really want another one." He swallowed, looking away. "I'd rather just be happy with Theo."

There was an audible snort from the older man's corner. "That is because you haven't completed your mating. Just because there are four stages, does not mean that you have to wait for all of them before progressing any further and you cannot possibly be fine with Theo until you are fully bonded—then you'll know, otherwise, you have no right to claim solitary."

"Solitary?"

"The refusal of a triad. If a third member is not found straight away, sometimes pairings prefer not to add a third, even when the third is found. It is a cruel practice, if the third is summoned through a heartcry or soulcry, though if the circle extends to others. Then the rejected member can be accepted by another. In your case, I would say you definitely have more than two or three, at the very least." His eye narrowed. "You have not completed your mating, have you?"

Harry blushed fiercely. "W-what do you mean?"

"I suggest speaking to Theo to sort that one out, but you know the four stages, I am sure. That much of us is at least recorded in magical texts." Harry blinked at him. Terius sighed. "The courtship, the engagement, the bonding and the mating." He recited. "The courtship is initiated by either party, either an interested alpha or sub, in your case, I would believe it is you. Then a set of gifts can be exchanged. Gifts are not necessary, but it helps to mark the progression towards a secure place in a mated circle. The engagement is usually another round of gifts and a mark where the intendeds may now spend more time together and usually, one would test the receptiveness of their magics and a claiming mark is placed. The claiming mark can be done during the courtship, as well, if both parties are serious, as it wards off any potential suitors until it is completed."

Harry's fingers absently reached up to the mark on the side of his neck and he ghosted his fingers over it, thinking back and remembering that lovely moment in Theo's arms. Terius followed the movement of the boy's hands with his eyes and hid a smile at the prompted reaction. Now he could tell just how far along those two were. "The bonding is a little more complicated—usually, it is where they allow each other to see an alternate form, such as their wings or indoor transformations and often, they begin sharing quarters and eventually, it leads to the actual mating, regardless of formal ceremony. A formal ceremony is merely for the public's benefit—namely, a wizarding or muggle public, as once a mating is complete, us Dragels will know straight away by scent—and the fact that most submissives wear their claiming marks in full view, so it cannot be mistaken that they are very much taken. How about anyone else? Have you felt any specific inclinations towards anyone beside Mr. Nott, any suggestive feelings or attractions towards someone that you could not explain?"

"Er, no." Harry blushed.

"No?" Terius' eyebrows arched upwards into his two-toned hair. "That is a bit unusual. Generally once you initiate your mateship circle by choosing the first mate, you will seek out enough to complete your circle and ground your powers."

"I don't have any powers."

Terius deliberately rolled his eyes. "Of course you have powers, child." There was a patient tone to his voice. "Just because they are not currently present does not mean you do not have them. They will come and if I am not mistaken, the fact that you've already sought and taken a powerful mate—Mr. Nott—suggests that your inheritance may be a big one."

"How big?" Harry straightened.

"Hard to say. It is not something I can guess, though I would mention that your choice of Mr. Nott over say, Mr. Zabini or Mr. Henry or Miss Dawn is not surprising at all."

"How so?"

"Ask him when you see him." Terius took the final sip from his cup and rose to reach for the teapot. "More tea?"

Harry shook his head. "Why is it surprising?"

"Mr. Nott has had more time to deal and develop his Dragel talents. You would've consciously known that Draco was taken, so you would've overlooked him, the others are fairly new to their inheritances, much like yourself."

"I bet most of them don't lose their magic."

"Oh ye of little faith." Terius quoted. He refilled Harry's half-full teacup anyway, along with his own. "Most submissives seek a mate based on their power levels and psychological cravings." He shrugged. "It is a process I could never begin to explain or a Have you had any inclinations, any at all?"

"Most of the time, I just want to get away from everyone. I don't know if that counts."

"It could." Terius allowed. "Do you feel the urge to run from anyone in particular?"

"I'm not running!"

"Bad choice of words." The older Dragel corrected, quickly. "Anyone that made you feel uncomfortable in a way that did not…feel right."

"Is everything based on feelings?"

"At the moment, your feelings are intertwined with your Dragel instincts. It will take you some time to sort through them and figure things out." Terius explained. "Therefore, it is simply easier for me to ask you about your feelings than your direct reactions."

Harry blinked. "Oh."

"So?"

"Erm…no."

"That is good—very good. How about as potential mates?"

"What?"

"Harry."

"I really don't think this is helping much." Harry squeaked. "It's just too-"

"Fine then. How do you feel about your fellow Dragels here at Hogwarts? Excepting myself and mine."

Harry blushed a bright red. "Blaise jokes too much." He shifted uncomfortably. "I don't know Ryan very well."

"What about Miss Dawn?"

Harry's blush grew more pronounced. "…not interested." He said, quietly.

Terius chuckled. "Just checking. If that is the case though, then I'd like to offer my home in Nevarah, if you feel up to a visit during your hunt."

"Hunt?"

"Searching out the rest of your circle." Terius chuckled. "There will be plenty of unclaimed passing through and residing in Nevarah right now. The matching season begins next month, getting in early and making a few friends would be to your benefit."

"What did you mean I'd chose based on how much power they have?" Harry set the teacup on the table and slid from the sofa to sit on the ground, scooting a little closer to the fire.

"Theodore Nott's elemental line holds significant power." Terius said, simply. "Remember the hospital wing?"

Harry flinched, instinctively. "What part of it?" A wave of raw magical energy washed over him. He shrank back, turning worried eyes to Terius who sat calmly in his corner, still sipping tea.

"That part." Terius rose from the corner and set the cup down, drawing the energy back to him and pushing it away. "That was a taste of my energies—I'm sure you've noticed that Draco seems to have a little more power behind some of his spells?"

"Yes…"

"A submissive has access to some of their mates' powers—Dragel powers—through a mated circle. The more mates you have, the more powers. The different elements they have—the different elements you have."

Harry brightened considerably. "So…if my magic never returns."

Terius snorted. "If." He said, matter-of-factly. "Then yes, you would still be able to use some a type of magic and you would have quite a significant amount at your disposal, depending on your mate's inherent powers."

"Elemental magic?" Harry had to classify. He shivered.

"Elemental and Dragel." Terius corrected, he moved to sit on the floor beside Harry and his tall, greyed wings stretched out, one curling slightly around Harry to provide a semblance of comfort, while reflecting the heat from the fireplace.

Harry stiffened, for a moment, then slowly leaned towards the older man.

Terius smiled down at him and summoned a bowl of fruit. He picked up an apple and with a flick of his claw, sliced it in sections and offered it to Harry. The green-eyed teen took it with a sad smile.

A/N: So now we know more about Dragels and the fact that Harry's going to be hunting in the upcoming season. 'To answer some questions-YES! Do expect to see other magical creatures, Weres, Shapeshifters, Veelas, Vampires, Elves, Merfolk, etc. I'll get around to it-after all, I've got Dragons on the brain, apparently and goodness knows where that leads with my crazy head. Smexy stuff is coming soon-probably once Theo gets back from class. This is a WIP, I'm uploading it here by request of a dedicated fan of mine.
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