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Draken Blood	By : Morbid_and_Sexy Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 32660 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 11
Disclaimer: I don't own HP, and never will. Permission to write this take on Dracken life was given by Starlight Mass. I make no money by writting this story. Harry's future kids and the OCs are strictly mine.

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A/N: Well, I decided to go ahead and add this chappie. Here's the second chapter...

Pairings: Harry/multi, Ginny/Dean, Neville/Luna

Bashing: RON, DUMBLEDORE, *slight* Ginny and Molly bashing

Warning: some slash, some non slash, some violence. Surprise for Harry!

lunalabpink: Yes, I'm going to continue on fanfiction as well. In fact, I posted ch. 7 there.

Green_eyed_lover: lol. If you read Starlight Massacre's story, they had to let an elder know about Harry. I just had Hermione do it in my story.

Chapter 2: Dominant Drakens Everywhere

Harry woke up in a room decorated in green and silver. He blinked a few times and sat up. Movement in front of him caught his eye, and he focused on it. Draco stared back at him. "Uh, hi Draco." Harry said, trying to smooth his hair back.

"You called me Draco?" asked the blond.

"Sorry, Malfoy." Harry got out of bed, wearing only pajama pants, and grabbed clothes for a shower. He left the room, not noticing the two sets of eyes on his arse. After a twenty minute shower, Harry wrapped a towel around his hips. Walking to the other side of the room, where you got dressed, he bumped into Draco. "Sorry, Malfoy."

Draco smirked. "You're repeating yourself, Potter." His silver eyes roamed over Harry's half naked body. "Be careful, Potter, wouldn't want someone to take advantage of you." His eyes roamed again; he smirked and stepped into the shower stall.

Harry frowned in confusion. Was Draco worried about his virtue? Nah, couldn't be. Harry thought about how Draco- no, Malfoy's- had roamed his body. Then he noticed the slight tent in his towel, and nearly groaned. Blushing, Harry dressed quickly and went to breakfast.

Hermione and an elderly man were waiting outside the great hall. The second she saw Harry, she smiled and waved him over. "Hi, Harry. This is Elder Kyrimm." she said, introducing the man beside her.

Harry looked at the man. "Nice to meet you, sir." He silently asked Hermione why the elder was there.

Hermione smiled slightly at her predictable friend. "Remember yesterday when I wrote that letter? Well, I was writing Elder Kyrimm. I thought he would be the best one to come." She looked around, but no one was around to over hear. She put up a silencing charm anyway. "He's a submissive draken, like you. I can tell what you are because I'm a dominant draken. Here's a book you can have, to help you understand. Elder Kyrimm is here to be your chaperone. He'll keep all of us dominants in line while you choose your mates." She winked, canceled the silencing charm, and left to sit with Luna for breakfast. 'Don't want to give too much away.' she thought.

Harry stared after her. Then he looked at the other man. "Well, Elder Kyrimm, shall we?" He motioned for the elder to follow him. Then they walked into the Great Hall. "Oh, boy." Harry said, smirking. "She's going to be in trouble. Draco, I mean Malfoy, doesn't like anyone in his seat." At Elder Kyrimm's raised eyebrow, Harry explained, "He's considered the Slytherin Prince, and that's his 'throne'. Parkinson there, thinks that she's going to become the next Lady Malfoy. Everyone knows what a slut she is." Harry's face darkened for a moment, before he smiled and sat down at the Slytherin table. He motioned for the other submissive to sit beside him. As soon as Elder Kyrimm sat, Harry placed a silencing charm up. "Could you tell me how I'll find my mates?" Harry asked the other man.

Elder Kyrimm smiled. "Yes, well, you will have a meeting of dominants, where you'll pick your first mate. Then you'll have your first heat period. You have a second meeting to get a second mate. You'll need two to get you pregnant. You might have three or even four mates, depending on how powerful you are, to balance your magic. May I?" Harry nodded, and Elder Kyrimm waved his wand at Harry. The boy's magical core was huge! Elder Kyrimm gasped, and said, "Your magical core is huge. You're very powerful, so you could have between 4-6 mates. Or, you could totally surprise everyone, and have 7 or 8." He looked at the younger man. "I'm sorry, Mr. Potter."

"Call me Harry." Harry said. He saw Malfoy enter the Great Hall, and he canceled the silencing charm. "Now, I've got to see this!" Harry said, grinning.

Draco had just walked into the Great Hall, when he saw Pansy in his throne. Draco glowered. He stalked towards her, and when he was directly behind her, growled, "Parkinson, just what do you think you are doing, sitting in my seat?"

Pansy turned around. She smiled. "I was saving it for you, Drakey-pooh." She batted her eyelashes at him.

Draco sneered. "You can't save my seat for me if it is my seat to begin with. Another thing: Don't ever call me Drakey-pooh." He shuddered. When she started to get up, he stopped her by saying, "Uh, you can have the seat. I don't want it after you sullied it." He smirked. "And you will never be the next Lady Malfoy." He turned around, and saw Harry. Walking over, he asked, "May I, Potter?"

Harry smiled and waved elegantly at the seat across from himself. Draco sat, and Harry said, "That was so funny! Ibet she's either going to cry all day or plan ways to make you sorry." Harry laughed. "Thank goodness it's Saturday."

The trio ate breakfast, and then Elder Kyrimm looked at Harry and whispered, "Well, I conjured a house by the lake for you to use for your 'meetings'. We should head there now. There, you will have a few hours before the majority of un-mated dominant drakens arrive. You could read that book that Hermione gave you."

Harry smiled, and he and Elder Kyrimm got up. As Harry walked towards the doors to the Great Hall, he felt five sets of eyes on him. He turned around, only to see Dumbledore watching him. Harry frowned, and left the Great Hall. Harry and Elder Kyrimm talked about all sorts of things as they walked to the two-story building next to the lake. He ran through the house, checking things out, before going to the room upstairs that was his. He had held onto the little red book, that Hermione had given him, the whole time. Now, he sat on the huge bed and started to read.

Drakens: Dark and Dangerous?

Appearance:

Dominant drakens are very tall. You rarely see one under six feet. Their wingspans

are anywhere from sixteen to thirty-six feet wide. Dominant drakens have scales of one

color all over the inside of their wings. They also have scales of the same color around their

eyes and across their noses.

Submissive drakens have pearly-white scales. Their scales get the color of their mate(s)

scales. Submissives are generally shorter than their dominates, with wingspans of ten to fifteen

feet wide. Most submissives have three mates- two to get them pregnant, and one to ground

their magic- but some are so powerful they need more than three. Submissives also have a poison

in their claws. This poison is used to defend themselves or their young. They also will sometimes

attack their own mates while nesting, if the mates get to close.

Breeding Cycles and Pregnancy:

Submissives have a two month breeding cycle. When they go into a heat phrase, they'll

either have a fertile heat- ten days- or a regular heat- six days. The only times they have a fertile

heat type, is when they get a new mate or when they are really fertile to then have a clutch.

A draken's pregnancy is seven months long. During pregnancy, the submissive- or female

dominant- will need their mates' fluids: blood, sweat, or semen. That will help the chick(s) survive

during pregnancy. There is the risk of miscarriage with the slightest bump or hit, so the dominants

will be very protective of the submissive hardly leaving his or her side.

Female dominants and male submissives are very rare. They cannot mate with humans, or they

will become barren. Male dominants, on the other hand, can mate with a human without repercussions.

Also, female dominants don't like getting pregnant, because they can't protect the submissive if they are

constantly pregnant too.

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Elder Kyrimm knocked on Harry's door a few hours later. When he didn't get an answer, he slowly opened the door. Elder Kyrimm smiled when he saw that Harry was asleep. "Harry." Elder Kyrimm said. "Harry, wake up."

Harry jerked awake. "Did I fall asleep? Sorry." He flinched slightly, then looked up at Elder Kyrimm. "Oh, it's you." He flushed in embarrassment. "Are they here?"

"Most of them." Elder Kyrimm frowned. "Harry, were you abused while growing up?" The boy's eyes widened, and he shook his head sharply, but Elder Kyrimm's frown deepened. "Well, the dominants are ready. Did you read that book?"

Harry nodded, his face relaxing. "I read the whole thing." he said. The two of them walked downstairs, and into a large gathering room. Harry's eyes widened when he saw all of the dominants standing about in the room. Most of them looked Harry over as if he was a tasty morcel. Some even smacked his butt as he passed. He hurried to catch up to Elder Kyrimm. They both sat down with a thick stack of papers at a long table.

Elder Kyrimm looked over at Harry, and asked, "How do you want to do this? Most submissives start with the youngest, and dismiss the oldest."

Harry's green eyes looked around at the dominants. "First thing first," he said. "If any of you have a human wife, you better leave now. I won't be called a home-wrecker." Two men left, and Harry continued, "Second, we'll do this in groups. I'll start with those that are thirty and up." He leaned over to whisper to Elder Kyrimm, "I have a pretty good idea who my first mate is, but I want to do this right."

A young dominant with bright orange wings stood up, and yelled, "Are you joking? No one wants those grandpas!" Many of the older drakens looked as if that were true.

"And, you are?" Harry asked in a perfect imitation of an eleven-year-old Hermione. Harry saw Hermione smile at him for that.

"Terry; age 16." The boy puffed out his chest in pride.

Harry looked down at the list in front of him. "Ok. Thanks, that's one less dominant for me to see." He marked out Terry's name.

"What? You can't do that!" Terry yelled.

"I just did." Harry smiled. "Goodbye, Terry." Then he turned back to the others. "All of you 30 and older, please follow me." He and Elder Kyrimm led them to a private room. Harry cleared his throat when everyone sat. "I want to get to know all of you, so please tell me one thing that you like to do." Two hours later, Harry sighed and pointed to the last man. "What about you, sir?" Harry asked.

The man turned onyx eyes towards Harry. "I like to relax in my rooms after classes with a book and a glass of brandy."

Harry's eyes widened. "Professor Snape?"

Severus smirked, and said, "You may call me Severus when we are here."

I know, cliffie. Don't like? Get over it! (insert evil laugh) My muse, Nikki, and her twin, Addie, demanded I stop here. So, how do you like the chapter? R&R!
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