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Dragons Heritage	By : Doragonkage Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 50301 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 6
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, or the Dracken concept, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. Harry Potter belongs to J.K Rowling

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He felt warm, almost hot, he could feel sweat covering him in a thin sheen, but despite all, Harry was quite comfortable where he was. Harry could vaguely remember the nightmare that had tormented him at some point, but when all this warmth wrapped itself around him, like a blanket of safety, the nightmare had been chased away, and while he dreamed of nothing else, he felt rested unlike ever before.
As Harry's mind began accustoming to reality, the teen found that there was a weight at his front as well as his back as well as over his sides, effectively trapping him there. Panic flooded the teens figure almost instantly, only to be replaced by confusion the moment his eyes snapped open.
Within the darkness of the cocoon he was trapped in, Harry could vaguely see a familiar face nearby, that was Charlie in all his dracken glory sleeping soundly, although the males brows did knit together immediately after sensing Harry's panic, a low, vibrant growl emanating from him. About to lean in to offer the dominant a small, assuring nuzzle to indicate that he was fine and that there was no need to worry, when there was an answering rumble behind him, this one far more baritone than Charlie's.
Putting in a bit of an effort found Harry able to glance behind him, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips at the sight of Bator, also displaying his heritage fully, snuggled at his back and from the looks of it the two dominants had their wings covering them from head to toe, Charlies covering Harry from shoulder down while Bator's was draped over all of them, that explained the heat.
Further examining brought Harry in with the realization that he was fully formed as well, and quite effectively trapped where he was and whenever he moved, the other two would react and [Sleep-talk] with one another.
Letting out a small sigh Harry closed his eyes and focused, pushing aside his heritage to shrink down even a little. As his body reshaped slowly, harry made sure to use his arm to keep the arms that enclosed him propped high to prevent the two from tugging closer still.
Once Harry was back to his human form, he took a moment to ensure that the two were still fast asleep and not about to move. Content that he had managed this far without disturbing the two, Harry moved onto the next part of his operation to get up.
Wiggling himself a bit to fit on his back between the two dominants, taking his time to enjoy the feel of scales rubbing along his skin. Once Harry had managed that he lift his right arm up to join in with his left, and from there he took a gentle hold of the arms and kept them still while he slowly worked himself towards the foot of the bed, inch after an inch the teen crept lower still, maneuvering the arms of the dominants carefully, to a point where he planted them flat on each others hips.
With a bit more wiggling the Brunette managed to free himself from the prison of comfort, and actually had to shiver once he he sat up at the foot of the bed. Stealing a glance towards the sleeping two, although anyone else looking there would only see Bator's massive wing and back. About to get off the bed Harry had to freeze as the two shifted once more, growling softly to themselves to assure that all was still fine.
Unlike the previous times, the moving and growling didn't stop immediately after one answered to the other, and Harry had to swallow in slight distress, he didn't want to awaken the two after all just because he had to go. Feverishly the teen pondered on what to do, only to find himself letting out a small, soft trill-like sound, which settled the two down again where they snuggled-up closer to one another, a fact that had Harry wanting to stay and wait for the two to awaken, but first he had an issue to attend to.
Quietly making his way to the en suite connected to the bedroom, Harry went and relieved himself and quickly washed his face before venturing to the bedroom again. Scavenging for a moment until he found his clothes, harry opted to just slip on his shirt and pants, leaving out his socks and other pieces of cloth before venturing downstairs.
Harry took his time with the stairs, partially because he couldn't quite trust what he did not see, but once Harry felt the force against his feet instead of nothingness, he began his slow descend along them, watching in awe as the blue energy glowed beneath his feet, forming the stair he was standing on, as well as the banister to the side, showing a ghostly image of where the next stair would be to ease the process of getting down safely.
Yet Harry didn't reach the bottom of the stairs for a while, so mesmerized by them he was, that the teen took to waltzing up and down them, even hopping over individual stairs, ones closer to the ground, to see if it'd react still, that is of course once he had memorized roughly the layout of them.
There Shawn found him, having fun on the stairs at six am in the morning, a sight that amused the servant to no ends, so much so that he stayed silent for a few minutes and just watched, until the teen spotted him. The following embarrassment had Shawn's grin stretching ever wider before he brushed the apology aside.
”You should have seen me, I slid down the banister a couple of times, to a point where Master Farkas had to pluck me off and order me to do something useful for a change.” Shawn stated without shame, earning himself a chuckle from the teen.
”That aside, why are you awake at this hour? I'd thought you would sleep soundly in the little cocoon those two made out of themselves for you.” Shawn inquired, tilting his head a little to the right, making a bang of auburn hair fall over his left eye.
”Well simply put nature's call won over comfort, and I never been good at falling back asleep once I wake-up.” Harry said with a shrug, still smiling however.
”Could you show me to the kitchen? I can't remember where it was exactly.” Harry said after a while, looking to his right at the corridor, he knew it was there, but he wanted to spend a while with the odd servant.
With a nod and a small bow of his back Shawn took Harry to the kitchen, only to find Alfred there already with a newspaper on the table and a piece of toast and a cup of coffee next to it. The man wore simple grey slacks and a white shirt that had the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, looking mighty casual sitting there, up until he took notice of the two entering the kitchen.
”Good morning Harry, I trust that you slept well?” Alfred said with a nod of his head in greeting, while folding-up the newspaper, he had better things to pay attention to now.
”Good morning Alfred. Have you been up all night?” Harry inquired, stopping at the end of the small table to look at the older gentleman, vaguely recalling the other wearing different clothes, but wasn't entirely sure.
”Oh no, I got up half an hour ago, a habit left from having so many children over the years.” Was Alfred's reply, accompanied by a delighted laughter.
With a faint hue of red blossoming over the bridge of his nose, Harry moved to the cupboards, only to be reminded that he wasn't at the Weasley's at the moment, hence he knew not where everything was. Still blushing slightly, now from embarrassment more than from having a glimpse of his future, Harry inquired if there was tea around to be had, and when Shawn moved tot he cupboard it was located in and pulled it out.
”I found it odd that Master Farkas made it the most crucial point of getting tea, when he himself drinks only coffee, now that mystery is answered.” Shawn stated, amusement lacing his every word as he spoke while opening the packet, only to blink owlishly as it was snatched from his hands.
”I'll make it, so you go sit down.” Harry demanded adamantly, yet his expression was of mirth, even the tip of his tongue stuck out in jest at the baffled servant who looked from Harry to Alfred.
The aforementioned male simply laughed at the expression on Shawn's face, even more so when he was being glared at for offering no support in the predicament.
”You best do what your masters mate-to-be tells you to, or you'll be knee-deep in trouble.” Alfred said once he managed to reign in his laughter, pushing out a chair for Shawn to claim as his own, which the servant did with a huff.
”I swear if he starts making breakfast I will put a stop right then and there.” Shawn grumbled under his breath, suddenly feeling slightly agitated over the situation, although he had no reason to be so.
”No, you will not, because you will be having tea, and if anyone asks, I'll say that you cooked, yes.” Harry added in cheerily, already moving towards the cold storage, keeping his eyes firmly set on Shawn, who merely grumbled and pouted, but remained seated.
Alfred shook his head and got up to help Harry get what he needed for what he was planning, but was only allowed to do so when he promised not to get involved any further, this breakfast was to be a form of thank you for the lovely meal from yesterday.
Before the hour was done there was a plenty of fried Bacon and eggs, as well as some steamed vegetable, a left-over from yesterday. Harry was just getting ready to make some grilled sandwiches when all three of them stopped what they were doing when there was a commotion upstairs, a clear sign that the two dominants had woken-up.
There was first a loud thud from upstairs followed by a quiet, albeit agitated hiss before a resonating roar achoed through the house, one that had Harry instantly moving off from the stove and letting out that vibrant trill anew. The sound of a door slamming and, what sounded like a herd of charging wild beasts followed suit, and in no time the doorway was crowded by a red and a Black dominant, both who looked beyond relieved once they caught a glimpse of the submissive there.
Shawn moved quickly out of the way as the two moved in and went straight for Harry. Bator grabbing the teen's right arm while Charlie took the left, both bending down to sniff at the appendage thoroughly before moving closer to the neck. Harry was stunned into standing still while his arms were being handled, but the more the two sniffed and licked, the more uncomfortable Harry became.
It wasn't till Charlie attempted at tugging up Harry's shirt to get at his abdomen that Harry finally had enough of it. Yanking himself free from the grasp of the unsuspecting dominants, glaring at the two of them as he stepped back.
”That's enough of that, I will not be degraded like that in public.” Harry hissed, literally so, as he lift his right hand and pointed at the two dominants, ignoring their growls in favor of standing his ground.
”Harry, they're just concerned and checking you over for injuries.” Alfred interjected, although he did keep his eyes set on the two dominants, especially his son, who held his ground still even as the male stood tall at his fullest to show his superiority over the submissive that he effectively chosen him the night before, a gesture that Harry was adamant to ignore.
”Well they got to check already, that ought to satisfy them that I'm FINE, so get a grip so I can get back to making breakfast.” Harry scoffed in reply, watching the two wearily, especially when Bator suddenly smirked and bent at the waist and reached his left hand out with the palm facing upwards.
Harry looked at the offered appendage apprehensively for a moment before reaching his own hand out to place it on top of it. Bator curled his fingers just a little and brought his thumb across Harry's fingers while he leaned forward to plant a chaste kiss upon the boys knuckles, glancing up at the male with a devilish, if not delighted glint in the corner of his eyes.
Behind him Charlie bowed at the waist and sent a kiss through the air to the man who held his passion, a smirk on his face when he turned and began the walk back upstairs to get dressed. Bator followed suit once he let go of Harry's hand and bid his mother a good morning.
”Well done Harry, one should never let their Dominants run them over.” Alfred praised, getting up to clap Harry on the shoulder before ruffling the teens hair in a parental manner.
”Yeah, well...Something tells me that this was the least of it, eh Alfred?” Harry shook his head lightly before returning to the sandwiches, idly carding a hand through his hair while he waited for the pan to warm-up.
”Knowing my son....I'd wager that you're right, but by the looks of it, you've got that well under control.” Alfred replied, smirking lightly as he made his way towards the door.
”But should you ever need help dealing with a stubborn dominant, don't hesitate to ask me, I'll gladly share my secrets.” Alfred added as an after thought before venturing out to the hallway, leaving Harry to tend to breakfast, one the teen had been so adamant about doing.
By the time the clock was half past seven, did Charlie and Bator both march back into the kitchen, just in time to see Harry setting out the last of the edibles onto the table. Both of them rumbling in appreciation of the many a delicious scents wafting about them.
Charlie moved first, round the table to step behind Harry, moving his arms down to embrace the smaller teen while bringing his lips down in a chaste kiss on the boys cheek, whispering a quiet thank you for Harry alone to hear.
Next up was Bator who couldn't keep the scowl from his face as Charlie dared to move in before him, something he would take vengeance over later on, but for now he stepped over to Harry. Waiting for the teen to turn to face him before bringing a hand over to place his bent index finger against the boys chin, tilting it up a bit more while leaning down to plant a kiss right on that famous scar on the teens forehead.
”Thank you for breakfast, and for making your choice.” Bator almost purred softly as he looked into the depths of Harry's eyes, smirking a little as the light hue of pink blossomed upon Harry's cheeks.
”It's alright....The least I could do in return..for the two most suited for me.” Harry replied, his voice low as not to carry to more ears then the two pairs those words were meant for.
While it was true that Harry had been fast asleep when he had called for the dominants last night, it was a choice that was made under an agreement between the two natures of Harry, the human and the Dracken, both of which now benefited from this arrangement, how unusual it may be.
Harry moved to the side and took the mug he had set on the counter and poured it full of Coffee before taking it over to Bator, telling that it was made according to the instructions that Shawn had given him, albeit reluctantly. Fetching another cup for Charlie, knowing the red-head liked it, but never drank it at home.
With the two dominants seated and their morning drink in hand, Harry fetched himself a cup of tea before taking a seat as well. Before they could begin Alfred rejoined them there and together the four of them ate, chatted and planned for how to go about this new development, and after a while of debate it was Harry that said that perhaps he and Charlie should come stay here for the rest of the holiday, and think on things better, lest there be an oversight or hasty choices made.
With a plan of action laid out, stomachs full and the trio dressed properly and clean it was time to face the music of going home well after the allotted time of return. Bator would be going with them simply to offer his own apologies, lest his submissive and beta face the scorn of the Weasley Matriarch on their own.
”CHARLES ARTHUR WEASLEY AND HARRY JAMES POTTER!!.....” Came the bellowing call the moment the came within sight of the Burrow, the shriek was enough to have Harry flinching and Charlie drawing in a deep breath. Bator just looked ahead and held his arms behind his back while walking, ready to face the consequences head on.
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