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Generans Purus (The Breeder)	By : jujukitty Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 51843 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 4
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter in any form, be it written or filmed, it belongs to its respective owners/authors/production companies, and I am not making money from this in any way, shape, or form, it is solely for amusement.

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Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter in any form, be it written or filmed, it belongs to its respective owners/authors/production companies, and I am not making money from this in any way, shape, or form, it is solely for amusement.

A/N: Holy shit! I can’t believe the response to this story so far. Thank you all so much for the wonderful, encouraging reviews and the grading (?? All those lovely 5 star votes). Thank you all for reading and I hope you enjoy this next installment. For any who may be wondering/worrying, no I haven’t given up my other story; I just really haven’t been in the right headspace to work on it. Adult material is coming a lot easier at the moment so I’m taking advantage of the inspiration while it lasts. Responses to reviews will be posted at the end of the chapter. Oh, if you notice any oddball spelling or punctuation issues, please let me know, I try to catch them, but the program I use auto-corrects and sometimes does odd things.

Also, I moved this under the “Threesome” category instead of general slash. I’ve debated back and forth about this. There will be a couple threesome scenes at some point, but the actual relationships in here are not what I think of as a traditional threesome relationship, however Harry is paired with two other people permanently, hence my conflict. So for simplicity’s sake, I made the executive decision and moved it.

** Chapter Warnings: Slash

**Generans Purus - Latin for Pure Breeder

“text” - speaking

text - if sentences: thoughts; if single words: emphasis on those words

Chapter 2

Last Time:

Harry stared up at Lucius, shocked to his core even as an odd peaceful feeling seemed to fill him. One moment he was in a full out panic, Lucius’ voice barely registering over his own racing thoughts; the next and he felt like someone had flipped a switch inside of him and calm was flooding his system, seeming to radiate from the steady pressure on his neck. Closing his eyes, he could feel that humming thread between Lucius and himself almost pulsing through the contact. He heard Lucius’ curious words, felt the fingers relax their hold and shook his head quickly, not wanting to give up that, albeit false, sense of peace quite yet. “No! No…your hand…I can feel the connection. It‘s sending calm through me.”

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Now:

It was this scene that Narcissa walked into, her husband sitting naked on their couch holding the neck of an equally naked Harry Potter who was kneeling on the floor in front of him, though she was spared the full view by the pile of, she shuddered, muggle clothes on the teen’s lap. It should come as no surprise that her normally reserved façade was shattered for a moment. “Really, Lucius, in the Floo Room? Anybody could have come through.”

Harry’s startled look accompanied by the arrival of Dibsy with the requested items and the appearance of a full breakfast on the table in the corner, had her waving her hand at them in exasperation. “Oh, for Merlin’s sake, will the two of you get dressed so we can have a proper conversation?”

Harry, blushing bright red, was quick to obey her command, and though reluctant to lose the emotional support provided from the connection, ducked out of Lucius’ grasp to hastily tug on his clothes.

With much more dignity, Lucius rose and donned the offered robe and handed Harry the healing potion before moving across the room to give his wife a welcoming kiss on the cheek. “Narcissa, I wasn’t expecting you until this evening. I apologize for the surprise.”

Returning the chaste kiss, she brushed by her husband, for the moment ignoring the fidgeting teen in favor of looking over the breakfast offerings before taking a seat. “Yes, well, Draco and Severus were at it almost as soon as we got to Spinner’s End and then this morning were in full form discussing potions and ingredients. I decided I would be better off here at home where I can at least catch up on my correspondence. Harry, stop gawping, you look like a fish. I know for a fact now that you’re muscle and bone. Doesn’t anyone feed you, child?”

Harry was indeed standing there with his mouth opening and closing as he sought to say something intelligent, but the situation was just so bizarre. And he couldn’t help but wonder what her comment about Draco and Severus meant; he couldn’t really see the two fighting with each other. Her last question finally jolted him out of his confusion, it seemed yet another wizarding mother was intent on seeing him fed. With a muttered, “Only Molly and Hogwarts,” he made his way cautiously to the table and began fixing a small plate. Finally working up his nerve, he looked up at the Malfoy matriarch, “Aren’t you…umm, upset…or something, Mrs. Malfoy?”

Narcissa watched disapprovingly as the teen barely even filled the small plate he had picked up, but refrained from mentioning it for the moment. Shaking her head, she began filling her own plate as Lucius joined them at the table. “Just call me Narcissa, Harry. Apparently Lucius was right in his assumptions about your status?” She looked to Lucius for confirmation before continuing after he nodded. “Yes, well, he usually is right about these sorts of things. As such, you will soon be a member of the family, so there is no sense in continuing with titles.”

“Yes, ma’am. So you knew…what was going to happen last night?” Picking at his food, his normally small appetite almost non-existent due to nerves, he risked looking over at her again.

Tapping Lucius’ arm, she glanced pointedly at Harry’s barely touched plate. Sighing softly at his question, she nodded slightly. “After Lucius told us his suspicions after your startling flight from the Ministry, which we need to discuss with you later, young man, I understood that it was a definite possibility that you two would become… intimate. You should know that Lucius and I have had an… open relationship of sorts in the past; however this is the first time I’ve been confronted with the knowledge of who his lover is. To say the situation is odd is an understatement. Not to mention your age and our respective standings in society. I won’t lie to you, Harry, there is going to be fallout from this.”

“Oh, bloody hell!” Harry stared at the two adults in horror. He hadn’t really thought through what all this was going to effect outside his own love life. His friends were going to freak. Oh Merlin, Ron was going to go ballistic… and the Order members too. At least he wouldn’t have to deal with his relatives after that summer. And Rita! That stupid cow would have a field day with the news.

Looking a little green, he pushed his still-full plate away and focused on breathing, thinking a little hysterically Who would guess the Savior would be prone to panic attacks. Suddenly, a large, warm hand was holding the back of his neck, thumb rubbing soothing circles behind his ear as calm poured through his system. Emerald eyes blinked and he became aware of his surroundings once more, Lucius standing beside him and Narcissa’s delicate, manicured hand holding his own calloused one, the breakfast dishes and remaining food scattered across the table.

Giving Narcissa an apologetic look, he held out his free hand as his wand suddenly flew across the room to smack solidly against his palm before waving it towards the table top, watching as everything righted itself and the spilt food disappeared. Focused on his task as he was, he missed the startled looks the two blondes gave each other at his casual use of wandless, wordless magic. “I’m sorry; my magic has a tendency to get away from me when I get upset.”

Lucius slowly relaxed his hold on Harry, and as nothing untoward happened, took his seat again. “Harry, don’t work yourself up over this. Narcissa only said something so you would be aware of the ramifications. You’re not going to be left to deal with this alone. As you know, we will do anything to protect our family, and you are now part of our family, despite our history with each other.”

Narcissa patted Harry’s hand. “If you are finished eating, why don’t you go take a shower and freshen up. I’m sure you’ll feel more like yourself afterwards; you’ve had a lot to deal with since yesterday.”

Harry looked between the two and nodded hesitantly. “I think that would be a good idea, thank you.”

o.O.o

Harry stood in the shower letting the hot water pound down on him as he rested his forehead against his crossed arms braced against the tiled wall, trying very hard to not think about, well, anything.

Lucius had summoned another house elf to take Harry to what he called “the Green Room.” Expecting some Slytherin monstrosity, he was pleasantly surprised when he was greeted with a room very reminiscent of a forest instead. And the bathroom… even the Prefects’ bathroom wasn’t as grand.

He didn’t know how long he had been standing there, lost in a fog, when he heard Lucius calling to him softly.

“Harry, are you alright? You’ve been in here for quite some time. Harry?”

Harry opened his eyes, turning to look through the glass door, spelled to remain fog free, at Lucius and realized that the room was cloudy with steam and his skin had started to prune. He wanted to reassure the older man that he was fine, he actually felt quite numb, but no words spilled forth.

Lucius watched his young lover with concern, the blank gaze that finally landed on him doing nothing to calm him. Shrugging out of his robe, he slid open the shower and stepped in behind the teen, letting his gaze slide over the slender form. Narcissa had been right, he really was little more than muscle and bone. Hopefully that would change under their care.

As Harry remained in his, admittedly defeated looking, position, Lucius picked up a bath puff and worked some soap into it until it reached a nice lather. When no objections, or words of any kind, came forth, he began to gently wash the teen, letting his own thoughts wander.

Harry wasn’t the only one finding the situation odd. Just last year they had been necessary enemies thanks to the Dark Lord, then they were uneasy allies as Harry testified on their behalf. And now… now the boy was his lover, and soon to be family. He knew he would have to sit down with Draco and Narcissa and have a real discussion with them about the situation; the hurried explanation back at the Ministry was simply not enough. He knew Narcissa was upset, though she wouldn’t let Harry know; she knew it wasn’t the teen’s fault, was familiar with the bond between mates due to her own Veela relations, but he knew it still hurt her.

Harry felt himself coming slowly back to reality from the numb state he had fallen into as Lucius’ gentle ministrations began to get a reaction out of his body. The feel of the hot water sluicing over him, the soap suds sliding teasingly over his skin, of Lucius’ talented hands massaging tense muscles, soon had his cock achingly hard, and as Lucius gently ran the bath puff over the throbbing length, he moaned and arched back. “Luc…Lucius, please. I want you…need you. I need to feel grounded… connected. I feel so lost.”

Lucius groaned hearing Harry’s words, watching as he braced his hands against the wall, legs spreading slightly, offering himself so beautifully. He really didn’t think that sex was the answer to Harry’s problem, but… he was only human. “Harry, are you sure? I don’t think…”

“Lucius, please” Harry cut him off, looking over his shoulder at him pleadingly.

Lucius watched those emerald orbs focus on him, their normally sparkling depths dulled with lingering shock. How was he supposed to resist a look like that? “If you’re sure…”

When Harry offered no objection, simply turned to face the wall once more, Lucius murmured a lubrication spell to help counteract the water still cascading over them and stroked his own pulsing member once, smearing the oil over the sensitive flesh, before aligning himself with Harry’s exposed entrance. Gripping the slender hips firmly, he began to press forward, slowly easing into the tight depths of his little lover’s body.

Harry gasped when he felt Lucius enter him, his body stretching in that almost painful way that still felt so good. As Lucius began thrusting into him so incredibly slow, he whimpered, the slow strokes seeming to hit every possible nerve ending as well as his prostate and make his entire body burn with desire. This wasn’t the flash-fire like passion that had instantly consumed them before. This was a slow, steady build up and all the more intense because of it, leaving Harry writhing in Lucius’ grip and clawing at the tiled wall as he tired not to succumb just yet, wanting this overwhelming pleasure to last as long as possible.

And through it all, entwining with the pleasure, adding to it while also bringing comfort, was the humming connection with Lucius, grounding him while binding him closer to the other male. And he could feel the connection not just where they were so intimately joined, but in each touch Lucius bestowed on him, from each finger running over his slick skin, from the press of their thighs against each other, from the gentle, repetitive slap of Lucius’ hips against his arse.

Harry whimpered as Lucius thrust forward once more, his thick length filling him and bringing him to the edge of ecstasy without pushing him that last bit over. “Luc, please…I’m so close…I need…” But he didn’t know what he needed, just simply more, harder, faster, something.

But Lucius, bless him, seemed to understand exactly what he was asking for and, in a heartbeat, that large, warm hand had hold of the back of his neck once more, tightly this time, fingertips pressing into his flesh almost painfully, forcing his head forward and bowing his back as his other hand tightened its grip on his hip and he began thrusting into him faster, harder. The wet slapping sound of flesh meeting flesh seemed to echo in the confined space almost drowning out the harsh breathing and moans coming from the two of them. Yes…yes…this was what he needed…so close…

Harry could feel the pre-cum leaking non-stop from his cock as he bucked his hips back against Lucius, meeting his pounding thrusts. He gasped for breath in between long, keening moans as Lucius drove him ever closer to the edge. He never noticed his magic rising up, becoming an almost tangible force surrounding the two of them, and as Lucius thrust forward sharply, brushing that wonderful little bundle of nerves inside him, he started to cum, his seed jetting out from his untouched cock as he screamed his release, his magic pulsing in a wave and sending the room into darkness as the sound of breaking glass joined the cacophony of sounds already filling the bathroom.

Lucius, startled by the magical disturbance, slammed his hips forward, burying his cock inside the clenching depths of his lover as he followed him into oblivion, feeling his seed spilling from him, filling his mate, for the first time truly able to feel the humming connection binding him to Harry as his body pressed fully against the smaller male.

As his breath steadied, Lucius blinked and realized that the darkness was not caused by his eyes being closed after all. Further realizing how much he was leaning on a still-panting Harry, he released the grip he had on the teen and stepped back carefully, his softened cock slipping almost reluctantly from his lover’s body.

Feeling the water pour over his over-stimulated flesh, washing away the remnants of their love-making, because truly, nothing as powerful as what he’d just felt could be classified as just sex, he realized exactly what he’d forgotten each time he’d been with Harry. With a muttered, “Oh, fuck,” he could only pray to the gods that Harry’s body was not yet to the fertile stage.

Harry. The boy hadn’t made a sound since that last pleasured scream, the memory of which sent a shiver through him. And what had happened to the lights? “Harry? Harry, pet, are you alright? Talk to me, please.” Lucius reached out carefully in the darkness for Harry’s shoulder, shaking the boy slightly.

Harry groaned slightly in response. He felt…different. He could still feel the aftershocks of the powerful climax rippling through his body, could feel the ache in his arms and legs from clenching the muscles for so long, the slight pain in his arse from their activities, small pinpoints of almost pain along his neck and one hip. But beyond that he could feel the connection with Lucius humming strongly between them, could swear he could see the golden thread connecting their hearts when he closed his eyes. And oh, he felt energized, alive in a way he’d never felt before.

Curious, Harry sent a small pulse of energy along the golden thread and smiled as he heard Lucius gasp. Looking for that other thread he knew was there, he found the connection to Draco, though much fainter than the one to Lucius, and sent another small pulse along it, wondering what Draco’s reaction would be.

o.O.o

Miles away Draco gasped, his hand coming up to press over his heart as a tingling pulse of something seemed to go through him. Shifting restlessly in his seat, he tried to sort out the feelings, arousal and an acute awareness of… He couldn’t figure it out. It felt like he was missing something suddenly.

Severus looked over at him questioningly, and all he could do was shake his head, his hand still rubbing absently at his chest. “Just a funny feeling I got all of a sudden. Probably just from all the stress recently.” But even as he spoke the words, he wasn’t sure he believed them.

o.O.o

Opening his eyes, Harry realized it was pitch black, the only difference he could see was the loss of his glowing connections. “Lumos.” Hearing Lucius gasp once more as a little ball of light appeared in front of him, he turned to face the older man. Lucius’ startled expression made him realize what he’d just done and he winced. “Ummm, I can explain?”

Lucius stared at Harry in the flickering light cast by what should have been an impossible ball of light, at least from that simple spell. “I think that would be a good idea, but first we need to get out of here and dressed.”

Sliding the shower door open, Lucius stepped carefully onto the bath mat, his hand reaching out to feel for the door knob as he walked slowly in that direction before the ball of light floated out to apparently follow him, lighting his way. He couldn’t help the shudder that went through him at the thought of the power needed for something like it.

Opening the door, he blinked as light spilled into the room. Turning to get a towel to dry off with, he froze as he got a good look at what remained of the bathroom. Not only were the lights dead, the large wall length mirror across from the shower had shattered as well as the various bottles lining the counter.

Blinking blindly, Harry grabbed a nearby towel and began to dry off, unaware of the damage and unable to see Lucius’ expression without his glasses. Holding out his hand once he was dried, he felt his glasses smack into his palm and put them on, frowning as he realized one of the lenses was cracked. Muttering the spell that Hermione had used to repair them oh so many times, he finally saw what had happened and Lucius’ shocked form standing wet in the open doorway.

Carrying a dry towel over to the other man, he held it out, looking up at him sheepishly, not knowing what he could possibly say to explain what he recognized as the results of one of his magical outbursts. “Oops?”

Lucius finally looked down at the teen shifting nervously in front of him, and couldn‘t help reverting to his old habits. “Mr. Potter, you definitely have some explaining to do. Dibsy..” Not taking his gaze off the now-blushing Harry, he spoke to the elf as it appeared. “Have Narcissa summon Draco and Severus. We need to have a talk.”

A/N Responses: Thank you all!! I loved all my comments!

Nekluvshp - Narcissa will still be around, you should have a better idea of what her character is going to be like after this chapter though. And you would be correct about Lucius.

Tesgura - part of the “rush” at the beginning was intentional, one of those “everything happening at once” kind of moments for Harry, partly it was because I just didn’t want to do that much story background lol, and partly because things will be hashed out more in later chapters

Smorris82, tamikolee, varjo, maethoriel raina, orkchild, madame de coeur, dx, alwayslove - thank you so much, I’m glad y’all enjoyed it, I’m very flattered *blushes*

Kitsune- *blushes* wow, thank you so much. I don’t know about a -new- twist, but it’s my own spin on things. And I’d love an award, or at least cookies ;) I’m glad you enjoyed it so much and I hope the rest is just as entertaining for you

raven winter - well you got part of your answer on Narcissa this chapter, but you’ll be getting more from both in the next

Hentfan - you have the right idea with Narcissa, which you probably saw some of in this chapter. As for Snape, yes, he’s got a place in there too, but you’ll have to wait and see how ;)

Wynja - yeah, if you read the A/N up top you’ll understand why I classified it that way at first, but I did finally decide to move it. And -thank you- for pointing that out, I went back and fixed it. That kind of thing irks me too but the auto correct function on the program I use does screwy things sometimes (it gave me hell with y‘alls names). By all means, if you see anything else, please let me know, I think I caught them all this time. And you’ll be seeing more of your “typical” Lucius as they settle into the relationship more, right now he’s more or less reacting to Harry’s panic.
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