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Changes in the Current	By : SlythindorMalfoy Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 16277 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Harry hummed as he swam with his little shell basket in hand. He was collecting ingredients for his dinner and picking up little trinkets for his house.
‘I feel like Ariel from the Little Mermaid,’ he thought to himself with a smile.
He wished he could remember the songs she sang, it would’ve been hilarious. He had been living in The Great Lake for three weeks and thoroughly enjoying it. Professor McGonagall visited him twice per week just to talk. Hermione and Ron came through sometimes to keep him updated on the Wizarding world. It was always funny watching them talk with the bubble head charms.
The other mer-people were very nice to him. They even had a laugh over the incident that happened during the Triwizard Tournament.
The mer-village was amazing. There were markets and trading centers. Houses of different sizes and colors. Some mer-people used corals and shells to decorate the outside of their houses and it glittered beautifully in the sunlight.
His first time out, he couldn’t believe all of this was down here. The self-sufficiency. Seahorses were used in place of owls and there were carriages pulled by different creatures. Whenever he traveled around the village, he felt like he was living in a fairy tale. To make matters even better, the giant squid was now his best friend.
His house was tiny but he loved it.
It was situated in the mer-village but a little away from the others so he had privacy. It was surrounded by others if he needed company. It was placed ideally to get sunlight when it filtered through the water. He had a living room, a small bedroom, and a little kitchen area. His furniture was made with his imagination and his transfiguration skills. Tasteful shell-like couches and bed. He had found that his magic worked a lot better, he didn’t even need his wand often. Speaking with the other mer-people, they told him it was because they were so closely associated with nature.
Of course, not everything was rainbows and roses. While he was relatively safe in the mer-village, he wasn’t when he ventured out to get food and other things. There were many times he had to fight off Grindylows. His Auror training paid off, though, so he was relatively okay. If the Giant Squid had to rescue him sometimes, no one needed to know that. There was also the constant need to ward off the attentions of the dominant mermen and mer-women in the villages. It was becoming annoying. They just couldn’t understand that he was just not interested. For some reason, he wasn’t attracted to any of them. Some of them were drop dead gorgeous, but that was it.
Harry suddenly stopped.
Why was it colder suddenly?
He focused on his surroundings and was a little panicked when he realized he couldn’t recognize anything. He was so lost in thought that he wasn’t paying attention and now he was lost. A couple of deep breaths later, he could think a little more clearly. He pictured home in his mind, pointed his hand out and whispered the point me spell. A thin line came out his hand and went in what he hoped was the right direction and he set off, swimming as quickly as he could.
He was already out here longer than necessary. In his hurry, he wasn’t really paying attention, again. He felt a harsh tug and then he was being pulled along a current. A very strong one at that. No matter how much he tried, he couldn’t get out of it. His basket had disappeared. His mind was too much in a frenzy to provide him with spells to help.
All his training didn’t prepare him for this.
Harry tried not to panic as his body hurtled down the current in the opposite direction of where he wanted to go, he couldn’t tell which way was up or down anymore. His breathing picked up as he panicked. He just knew this was not going to end well. He tried to tell himself that panicking would only make things worse but he couldn’t help it. He tried calling for help but didn’t think anyone would be able to hear him.
Everything came to an abrupt stop when he was suddenly slammed into something hard. He barely had time to react before darkness enveloped his vision.

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Draco Malfoy was returning home when he heard a shrill cry. He stopped. That was the distress call of a submissive, but what is it doing all the way out here? The cry came again, and he could hear the panic in it. With a powerful swish of his tail, he set off in the direction of the sound. His heart skipped a beat when he saw the figure hurtling along inside the current, calling for help. Before he could move to help, it suddenly shot out of the current, straight into a rock. He winced internally and rushed over to catch the fallen submissive.
He had to hold in his gasp when he realized it was male, and the most beautiful one he’d ever seen. The blue-green scales shimmered in the filtered sunlight. It was mesmerizing. His eyes trailed up to the face and his breath caught at seeing the faded lightning bolt scar.
Harry Potter was a merman and a submissive?
He put two and two together and figured this was the reason the Savior had been MIA for a while. He shifted his grip and swam towards his house. When he arrived, he placed his precious cargo on the pearl-shaped couch and took care of the wounds with a quick spell before wrapping his head in bandages. He placed a monitoring spell on the sleeping man and went to tidy up his little underwater cottage.
Draco passed his mirror and checked himself out. His platinum blond hair was now shoulder length; it was currently in a low bun showing off his pointed ears. His eyes shone an eerie silver. Silver and white scales covered his angular face. Darker shades covered his muscular chest and his abdominal muscles. His pride was his beautiful silver tail. The differing shades made it look like a wave every time he moved it. He was a gorgeous merman and damn well proud of it. Now, he hoped it worked in wooing a certain crush of his who just so happened to be a submissive merman.
Looked like fate finally felt sorry for him.
A small groan came from the couch and he quickly rushed over, cancelling the monitoring spell as he approached. He sat on a shell shaped stool and watched his ex-nemesis as he woke up. Unfocused green eyes looked at him.
“Wha-?” Potter muttered incoherently.
Draco chuckled lightly. “Hello, to you, too, Potter.”
“M-Malfoy? Wha…How?”
“You got a hard-hit Potter. I suggest you take a bit of time to gather your thoughts,” he said softly and slowly.
He watched slightly amazed that Potter listened. He closed his eyes again and took deep breaths before reopening them. It was obvious that his mind was clearer now. He made a gesture with his hand, and Draco helped him sit up and placed the comfortable pillows behind him.
“So…I’m guessing you saved me?” He asked tentatively, staring directly at Draco.
He nodded as he couldn’t find words, his tongue was tied with those green eyes staring at him.
“Why? Wait…how?” he questioned, and Draco just watched as his eyes traveled down his body, widening when they saw the scales and the silvery tail. “I think my head is playing tricks on me.” Potter muttered, causing Draco to laugh.
“It’s not, Potter. And before you ask, yes, I’ve always known that I was going to be a merman, it runs in my family. We change form at nineteen,” Draco explained to the wide-eyed man in front of him. “I’m going to take a wild guess and say yours was not a normal transformation?”
“N-no. Potions accident during a raid,” Potter replied, his voice still sounding dazed. “How did you find me? Have you been living here since you changed?” he asked. Draco was surprised he didn’t feel annoyed at the prying questions but, for some reason, he didn’t mind.
“I found you, because I heard your distress call,” he said and judging by the lost look on Potter’s face, it was obvious it wasn’t intentional. “All submissives emit a distress call when they are in danger. It’s only heard by dominants who are nearby. I saw you in the current but didn’t get to you in time to save you before you smashed into the rock. And to your other question, yes, I’ve been here since my transformation,” he finished, patiently. Potter had been paying avid attention to everything he was saying. He liked that.
“Okay. Why are you being so nice?” Harry asked quietly and cringed at his own abruptness.
“Because, Potter, we’re adults. The war is over and as much as some people don’t want to move on from it, I do. I realized I was on the opposite side; the bad side. I have made peace with myself and others. I can’t make up for what I’ve done, but I’ve tried. I saw my transformation as an opportunity to start anew. Being on the opposite side of you was a big part of my past life. I see this as an opportunity to forget that,” he answered honestly. He wanted to Potter to know that he meant it. He was tired of all the fighting and drama. Having civil conversations were so much better.
“I understand, Malfoy. When this happened to me, I was angry at first, but then I realized I could start over. I could be away from everyone and just be myself for a while. Thank you, for telling me all this. Who knew we could have normal conversations?” Harry said with a laugh that Draco really wanted to hear more of.
“I honestly didn’t. So, that’s it? We’re friends just like that?” he asked with just a bit of uncertainty.
“Yep. I have no time to hold on to grudges, Malfoy,” Harry replied sticking out his hand. Draco hesitantly took the smaller hand in his and shook it, feeling a deep sense of relief. He only had to wait thirteen years.
“So, how did you manage to be caught in that current?” he asked, conversationally, watching as Harry grinned sheepishly.
“I got lost and it caught me as I was trying to get back. Where are we, anyway? I live in the Great Lake, is that far from here?”
“Only you, Potter. Be glad it was a current and not something more dangerous. The Great Lake isn’t that far from here. We could swim there in maybe an hour or more.”
He hoped Harry didn’t want to leave now. They were just beginning to get along. Plus, he wanted Harry to meet his housemate. It would be nice for the three of them to talk, and maybe they could help Harry with any questions that he had. He was just going to mention him to Potter when a swish was heard and someone entered the house.
“Hey, Draco, I…oh, hi, Potter.
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