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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 was still flushed and a little embarrassed about the kiss when he finally left the altar, and he sought out his mate immediately. “Sorry about that.”

Tom gave him a dark glare, slid a hand into his hair and drew him in without tugging his hair to lay a fierce, possessive kiss on his lips.

Harry bit him sharply as he drew away, and when Tom pulled back enough to see his face, he was sporting a dark glare of his own. “Remember your place!” He snapped, and Tom sighed, bowing his head.

“I apologize.” Tom said. “It’s just... I am greedy, Harrison. I want all of you.”

Harry smiled and wrapped a hand around the back of his neck, drawing him into a gentler, loving kiss. “You have all of me. I am all yours, but you have to let me do things once in a while that you may not agree with, just as I have to let you go into a dangerous job every day.” He added.

Tom nodded. “I will be more careful.”

“That’s all I ask.” Harry said, patting his cheek. He turned to find Draco behind him, mouth agape.

“You really do...” He noticed Tom’s quickly darkening face and wisely backpedalled. “I mean... you two seem to be doing well.”

“Can you burn him?” Tom asked, nodding at the blond.

Harry laughed. “Why, yes, I can, but I’m not going to.”

Tom growled and stalked away in a huff.

Harry sighed. “And here I was looking forward to a wonderful night of sex.” He glared at Draco. “That was rude.”

Draco grinned. “You do have him trained.” He said in smug satisfaction. “I’m not sure how it happened, but good work.”

Harry rolled his eyes. “We’re still working on it. And if you make another remark that sets him back again, I will char you, just a bit.” Harry threatened.

“Aw, don’t be like that!” Draco said.

“Then don’t cross a Dracken, Draco! Where’s your sense of self-preservation?! You know how dangerous I am now, and you want to play around like that?!” Harry snapped.

Draco hummed. “Perhaps not. I suppose it wasn’t exactly my smartest idea.”

Harry shook his head. “Far, far from it.” He agreed.

“Either way, come on, there’s punch over this way, and the twins have slipped a little something extra into it. Not enough to taste it, but enough to get us nicely buzzed if we have a few glasses.” Draco said slyly.

Harry grinned and followed him.

*****

Harry plied his mate with several glasses of wine and punch and finally got him into a better mood. “Come on, dance with me.” He coaxed, tugging on Tom's hand and leading him onto the floor. “You’ll lead.” He said.

Tom smirked. “You’ve set a bad precedent. I’m always going to want to lead now.” He teased.

“And if I don’t want you to, I will let you know.” Harry smiled. “And you’ll obey me, or I will be cross.”

Tom hummed. “I suppose I must follow where you lead. It’s not like you’ll steer me wrong.”

“That’s certainly not my intention.” Harry agreed, letting Tom guide him around the floor.

Tom leaned in and kissed him, slowly and lingeringly. Harry sighed and melted into it. He smiled dazedly when Tom pulled away. “I don’t know how you do it every time, but you always make me weak in the knees.”

“It’s part of my charm.” Tom purred, then twirled Harry away before pulling him close again. “You love it, so just enjoy it and don’t question it.” He added.

Harry smiled and cuddled up to Tom, finishing out the dance pressed against him.

When the dance concluded it was time for dinner. Harry and Tom took their seats at the table nearest the wedding party’s seat, with Draco and his mates.

Dinner was a choice of one of Neville's favourites, a nice venison stew or rack of lamb, and Theo had decided on a delicious salad with apples and cranberries.

Afterward, the cake was cut, a delicious tiered confection made of a spiced rum cake and a sweet, buttery frosting Harry had never tried before.

After the cake people began saying their final goodbyes to the new couple and dispersing. Harry waited a while, then approached them both with Tom.

“You both look pleased.” Harry remarked.

Theo wrapped an arm around Neville's waist. “We are. This is the start of something we will enjoy for decades to come.”

Harry and Tom shared a look. “It will take compromise, especially with a Gryffindor and a Slytherin, but you two will undoubtedly make it work.” Tom told them.

“Yeah. It’s not always easy, but it can work.” Harry agreed.

“If I had wanted easy, Pansy was available.” Theo muttered, and Neville dug an elbow into his side.

Neville didn't bat an eyelash at his new husband's pained grunt. “I'll see you both at school.”

“Yeah, see you soon.” Theo agreed.

Harry and Tom smiled and bid them farewell, then travelled back to Prince Manor to spend one more night there before the Express carried Harry away.

Tom would be coming to the school after work that day, and he had told Harry he already had “the essentials" packed, whatever he meant by that.

They got back to Prince Manor and Severus looked up from the book he was reading. “Everything go well?” He asked as Harry stepped aside and dusted himself off.

“Oh, yeah.” Harry said. “Except for the part where I had to kiss Neville and sent this one,” He pointed at Tom as he came through, “into a jealous fit.”

Tom wrapped an arm around Harry's waist and pulled him close. “Mine.” He said, then bent to lay a kiss on Harry's neck.

Severus' lips twitched. “I should have known that Augusta would insist on a traditional wedding.” He said.

“You could have warned me!” Harry told him.

“I didn't know.” Severus said simply, turning his attention back to his book.

Harry rolled his eyes, and Severus said, “Don't roll your eyes, Harrison.”

“You weren't even looking!”

“I could hear it.” Severus replied.

Harry shook his head and grabbed Tom's hand. “Come on, let's leave him alone.”

“Sirius is sleeping, so please remember silencing charms.” Severus told them as they headed for the stairs.

“Okay.” Harry called out.

They went up the stairs and into Harry’s room. Harry grabbed something out of his wardrobe and darted into the bathroom, where he kept his prosthetics and makeup.

“Oh, I get a girl tonight?” Tom asked eagerly, sitting on the bed and waiting. “I could get used to having both at my fingertips, you know. You spoil me, Harrison.”

“Get the silencing charm, would you?” Harry asked from inside the bathroom as he slipped into the bodysuit he had bought. He had it in three colours; a dark green, a blood red, and a baby blue, which he was wearing tonight, with every intention of it being rendered unwearable after the first use. It was a shame he couldn’t find them altered to suit his Dracken form, but he had high hopes that someday he’d find someone he could trust to make him some altered for a Dracken. He’d just have to let an intimate clothier in on his secret.

Tom grinned and cast a silencing charm over the room—and the bathroom, since he now knew it shared a wall with Severus’ room—and glanced over to Zephyr. “I hope you got fed today, because I intend to keep my Jeanette in bed all night long.”

The Drackling belched a stream of fire at him, but thankfully, it sputtered out after a few feet, and Tom could tell the effort behind it was half-hearted at best.

Jeanette threw open the door and smirked, slinking toward Tom in a very sexy manner, and Tom grinned and looked her over. “Mm, hello, beautiful. What are you in the mood for tonight?” He asked as she climbed atop him and initiated a kiss.

“I want you to lie back and let me ride you.” She said with a smirk, and there was the sound of tearing fabric as wings and a tail burst out of the bodysuit. “Like this.”

Tom moaned and laid back, grabbing her hips and pulling her right into his lap. “Have at me, then.”

Jeanette laughed and grabbed her wand, spelling Tom’s clothes off and watching as they slithered their way out from under him, pooling on the floor. “Oh, well.” She said lightly.

Tom laughed. “If you want them to fold neatly and end up somewhere other than the nearest patch of floor, you need to specify it.” He told his mate.

Jeanette blushed. “Oh. That makes sense.” She said, then began kissing him, moving slowly down his body. “I’m going to suck you.” She said when she got to his hips. “You know not to fuck my face, but this time, you are also not to come. And you will warn me when you are getting close. When that is done,” Tom saw her tail flick in anticipation, “we will move on to the main course.” She looked down. “Apparently I tore this well enough myself that there is nothing left for you to do. Pity.”

Tom chuckled, sitting up. “If you want me to tear your clothing off, there is always this part.” He plucked at the lace covering the prosthetic breasts.

“True. So we’ll do that.” Jeanette agreed.

“Mm, sounds wonderful to me.” He laid back down again.

Jeanette leaned in and licked a trail from the base of his cock to the tip, swirling her tongue around the top a few times before lowering her whole mouth over the length and sucking.

Tom moaned loudly, his whole body relaxing into the bed as Jeanette worked on him.

Jeanette sucked leisurely, enjoying the feel of her mate in her mouth. A hand slid into her hair and she hummed, still bobbing her head and taking Tom in as deeply as she could.

After a few more minutes of her sucking him and his hand carding through her hair, he tugged a bit. “Going to come soon.” He warned.

She pulled off with one more strong suck and straddled him again. “Do your thing.” She purred.

Tom moaned and grabbed two handfuls of lace and tore, shredding the bodysuit from neck to navel.

Jeanette reached up and took off the prosthetics and Tom smiled. “Back to Harry?”

Harry smiled. “For now, but we will be doing this again.” He glanced down at his shredded bodysuit. “Without tearing the other ones. This was a special one I bought for one use. I have two others.”

Tom grabbed him by the hips and urged him to turn around.

“Nope.” Harry said, then cast a charm to stretch and lubricate himself. “Learned that from a book I found in the library. I don’t think Father has found that one yet.” He said.

“Either that or he replaced it once you had reached a certain age.” Tom pointed out as Harry sank down onto him, wings splaying out wide.

“Mm, maybe.” Harry conceded, rolling his hips and moaning loudly as Tom’s hands came up and stroked the undersides of his wings.

He moaned again and fell forward, trapping his cock between them as he continued to move his hips slowly.

Tom laughed. “Come on, get up and ride me properly, love.” He urged, moving his hands from the wings back to Harry’s hips.

“Then don’t do that, it’s completely distracting and makes me just want to melt into a puddle.” Harry groused.

Tom laughed as Harry resumed his motions, alternately raising off of Tom’s cock and letting himself fall back onto it, or rolling his hips.

“Go on, love, get what you want.” Tom urged as Harry sped up a bit.

“Mm, want you to come first.” Harry murmured, eyes closed.

Tom gasped as Harry clenched down on him. “I’m not going to leave you unsatisfied!” He denied, holding back.

Harry smiled. “I’m testing a theory. Merlin’s journals state that he was able to come from the feeling of his dominant coming inside him; it was enough to bring him off. Can we find out if that’s true? Please?”

Tom growled and grabbed Harry’s hips. “I suppose if this doesn’t work, there’s always my mouth.” He mused, then began pistoning into Harry quickly.

Harry couldn’t hold back his cries and screamed when Tom pushed in deep and came with a growl, the feeling setting him tumbling over the edge.

Tom lay beneath him, panting. “Success?” He asked.

“Mm, yes.” Harry said tiredly.

Suddenly, from outside the door, they heard Sirius’ voice call out: “Was it good for you?”

Harry flushed. “I thought you cast a silencing charm!”

“I did! It must have come down!”

Sirius laughed. “Good night, you two!” He called out.

Harry hurriedly cast another silencing charm and buried his face in Tom’s chest. “That’s mortifying. Stop laughing!”

“Just go to sleep, love. You can be embarrassed tomorrow morning.” Tom said, still sounding amused.

“Oh, I hate you sometimes.”

“Sure you do. I love you too.” Tom said before closing his eyes.

Harry sighed and drew the covers up over them.
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