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Chapter 25

The day of the dragon race, Harry woke up bright and early, so excited he could barely stay still. He couldn't wait until the race started. The obstacle courses had been placed late yesterday, and the race was set to begin just after lunch.

According to Zenith, the race started with the sky course. Not only were there obstacles set in the air, there would also be Drackens in dragon form at intervals along the course breathing streams of fire to hinder the way. The ground course had various tricks and traps to hinder the contestants. The water course looked the most interesting, though. Half of the course was underwater while the other half was above water. To pass the underwater course, the contestant would be given a riddle to solve and then find the item named on the card. The rest of the course was almost like a muggle water-skiing contest. One Dracken would fly through the air, pulling their partner across the water through the rest of the obstacle course.

"Eat, Harry," said Zenith, smiling fondly at his mate. "You don't want to miss the race because you faint from hunger, do you?"

“It’s never happened before, so I don’t see why it should happen now,” said Harry absently, missing the look of fury that crossed Zenith’s face at the reminder of his childhood starvation as he turned toward Tristan. “Which part of the race are you looking forward to watching, Tristan?”

“I can’t wait to see Zenith get his arse fried in the air race,” said Tristan teasingly.

“What about you, Octavius?” Harry asked his shadow demon mate.

Octavius smirked. “The ground race. I saw some of the traps and hexes they set up in the forest and on the beach. If any of them are activated, entertainment is a guarantee.”

Harry laughed at that. “I’m looking forward to the water race. I plan to make Zenith wear a charmed mirror around his neck while he’s underwater so I can see what’s happening.”

Zenith snorted softly and tugged gently on one of Harry’s ears. “You do, do you? And how are you going to convince me to go along with that?”

“Just how much convincing do you need?” purred Harry, leaning close and running a finger teasingly down Zenith’s chest.

Zenith groaned softly. “Okay, you’ve convinced me. I’ll wear the enchanted mirror during the race, but I expect compensation once the race is over.”

Harry smiled sweetly. “Zenith, my love, if you win, I’ll give you whatever compensation you desire.”

Zenith gulped loudly, eyes glazing with lust. There was no way he was losing the race now, and he knew just what he wanted as his prize.

“I am far too old for this,” said Skyler, rolling his eyes at the display.

Harry blushed brightly at that. He hadn’t even noticed the older man walking into the room. How embarrassing.

Zenith, on the other hand, just grinned. “You’re never too old for that, Grandpa. The day that kind of encouragement fails is a sad day indeed.”

“Shut it, boy. I don’t need any of your cheek today,” said Skyler.

“Let me guess, you’re too old for that, as well,” said Zenith cheekily.

“Leave me be, brat, and concentrate on the bloody race,” said Skyler in exasperation.

“Trust me, Grandpa. I’ve got too much riding on this race to do anything else,” said Zenith cheerfully.

Skyler rolled his eyes again and walked out of the room, muttering about, ‘bloody teenagers and their bloody libidos.’

“Come on, Harry. I’ll introduce you to my race partner once you’re finished with your breakfast,” said Zenith.

“Just one partner? I thought it was a three-man race,” said Tristan.

Zenith scoffed at that. “Rhys and I don’t need another partner. The rules state that each team has to have at least two participants. Besides, the third participant is generally considered a reserve member and only used when another teammate has been hurt.”

“That confident in your abilities, are you?” Octavius asked teasingly.

“Of course,” said Zenith.

Harry grabbed two apples off the table and stood. “I can’t wait to meet him. I’ll eat on the way.”

XxX

“Why aren’t you competing in the Dragon Race, Bianca?” asked Charlie curiously.

“The Dragon Race is for male Drackens. The females perform the Dance of Renewal the last night of the festival,” Bianca explained.

“What is the Dance of Renewal?” asked Draco abruptly.

“It’s the dance the unmated females perform every summer festival to ask the gods’ blessings for the next year,” said Bianca.

“Sounds interesting,” said Draco unenthusiastically.

“It does, doesn’t it,” said Charlie in agreement. “I’m really looking forward to this afternoon.”

“Well, the race starts an hour after lunch, and it usually lasts two to four hours. I think the quickest time for a Dragon Race was one hour fifty-six minutes,” said Bianca.

“What was the longest time?” asked Charlie.

“Six hours and twenty-two minutes,” said Bianca. “The three contestants ran into a group of barracuda. That alone wouldn’t have been so bad, but four tiger sharks were hunting among the fish. Unfortunately, one of the contestants was injured, and the blood from the wound drove the sharks and barracuda into a feeding frenzy. The contestants were lucky to make it out alive.”

“And I thought the Tri-Wizard Tournament was bad,” said Draco.

“Oh, it was dangerous enough. That Beauxbatons girl was nearly drowned by grindylows. Harry was burned pretty badly by the dragon he had to face, and he was hurt by one of those creatures Hagrid bred,” said Charlie.

Draco scoffed derisively. “Potter shouldn’t have entered his name into the cup if he didn’t want to compete.”

“He didn’t enter his name into the cup. A Death Eater polyjuiced as Mad-Eye Moody entered Harry’s name into the cup,” said Charlie pointedly.

“The race starts in an hour,” said Bianca irritably, tired of listening to the two men bicker. “Let’s just eat lunch and go.”

“Great, I’m starving,” said Charlie cheerfully, unfazed by Bianca’s snappish attitude.

XxX

“This is so wicked,” said Harry excitedly. He, Tristan, and Octavius were seated together on a flying carpet, waiting for the race to start. The carpet was spelled so that it would follow the contestants from the sky to the ground to the water. As promised, Zenith was wearing an enchanted mirror around his neck, and Harry held the corresponding mirror in his hands. “Look, there’s Zenith and Rhys.”

“Looks like Zenith is up first,” said Tristan, watching Zenith head to the starting line while Rhys headed to the starting position for the land race.

Harry jumped in surprise when a loud bang sounded the start of the race. He started cheering, though, when Zenith took flight. Harry could barely keep up with his Dracken mate as he flew through the air obstacle course. Within minutes, Zenith was in second place and gaining quickly on the first place Dracken. Unfortunately, the Dracken behind him reached out and grabbed his tail, knocking him off course and nearly into an oncoming stream of fire. Zenith managed to duck underneath the fire and flew after him, easily catching up and passing the other Dracken.

Eyes darting back and forth between the mirror and the race, Harry almost jumped out of his seat with a growl of fury when he saw the Dracken in the lead flip in the air and tackle Zenith in from behind when Zenith caught up to him, almost knocking him out of the air completely. Zenith plummeted several metres before he managed to get his bearings back, but now he was in sixth place.

“Looks like Zenith is getting his arse kicked,” said Octavius, grinning when he saw a Dracken get hit by a sudden burst of fire.

However, Zenith managed to speed past three of his opponents, putting him in third place a few metres before the transition line from air to land. Zenith landed beside Rhys, signalling for him to begin his portion of the race. Rhys darted into the forest, and Harry yelped slightly as the flying carpet dropped abruptly to follow the contestants through the forest.

The land was only a half kilometre long, but it was riddled with traps and obstacles. In addition to that, the contestants were forbidden to fly during the land race. As he ran through the forest, Rhys gained second place when the Dracken ahead of him triggered a trap that tied him tightly to a nearby tree. Running further down the path, he accidentally triggered a net trap and just barely managed to roll out of the way to avoid it. He almost fell into a pitfall when he leapt over a fallen branch, but Rhys used his wings to balance himself when he landed right on the edge of the pit.

Harry was practically clinging to the edge of the carpet in suspense when he saw Rhys trip over a wire stretched across the path and almost fall into a pit with wooden spears aimed upward at the bottom. Fortunately, Rhys was able to catch his balance enough to jump over the pit before stumbling to his knees. The Dracken behind him was not so lucky. That Dracken ended up with a spear in his leg when he fell.

Unfortunately, Rhys’ luck didn’t hold out for much longer. As he leapt over a fallen tree, he triggered a trap that poured honey all over him. This, of course, caused every twig and leaf he touched stick to him like glue. By the time he reached the edge of the forest, poor Rhys more resembled a walking tree than a Dracken.

Clear of the forest, Rhys hurried to the beach where Zenith was waiting to start the water race. Hopefully, he could wash off this blasted honey before flying out to the rendezvous point to begin the second half of the water race. He manfully ignored the snickers aimed at his appearance and slapped Zenith on the shoulder, watching his partner dive into the water. However, as he started to head toward the water to rinse off, one of the judges told him he and Zenith would be disqualified if he touched the water. With a pitiful sigh, Rhys grabbed a harness and slipped it over his neck before transforming into his dragon form and flying to the rendezvous point to wait.

“Poor Rhys. They could have let him rinse off that honey,” said Harry sympathetically.

“I think it’s hilarious,” said Octavius cheerfully.

“You would. Do you have any idea how hard it is to get honey out of hair?” asked Tristan curtly.

“Have experience with that, do you?” asked Octavius teasingly.

Harry ignored his bickering mates and looked at his enchanted mirror. The underwater scenery was simply breathtaking with the bright coral reefs and the numerous sea creatures swimming in the clear blue depths. Harry saw a dolphin swim by and smiled in delight.

“I wonder what he has to find,” mused Harry.

“Well, he better find whatever it is soon because I think that guy’s already found the item he’s seeking,” said Tristan

Harry’s eyes widened when he saw the Dracken a short distance away from Zenith grab something from the remains of a small sunken boat and swim off. Fortunately, it only took a few short minutes for Zenith to find what he was looking for in a small cluster of coral. Once he had the item in hand, he swam toward the rendezvous point. As soon as his head broke the surface of the water, Zenith grabbed the trailing harness and strapped it around his chest.

With the harness secure, Zenith flared his wings, signalling to Rhys that he was ready to start. Rhys immediately began to fly back toward the beach, pulling Zenith across the water with his feet skimming across the surface. Harry watched with bated breath as the pair sped through the obstacle course, swerving around buoys and leaping off ramps with graceful beauty.

Harry almost screamed, though, when a shark lunged out of the water with a large barracuda in its mouth just a few metres from where Zenith had just landed back on the water. Zenith, however, didn’t even flinch at the shark’s presence. He resolutely kept his focus on clearing the obstacle course, gaining steadily on the first place Dracken.

Zenith finally got lucky when the Dracken ahead of him clipped the buoy he was skidding around, causing him to lose his balance and sink into the water. Zenith deftly skirted around the other Dracken and readied himself for the oncoming ramp. It was the last obstacle to clear before the end of the race.

Zenith easily cleared the ramp and reached the finish line first, grinning triumphantly when he heard Harry cheering loudly at his win. After accepting his prize for winning, Zenith flew to Harry’s side.

“What did you win, Zenith?” asked Harry curiously. He hadn’t been able to see what it was from this distance, and the mirror had somehow gotten turned around, preventing him from seeing that way, as well.

Zenith just shook his head and shoved the prize in Tristan’s arms. He then wrapped his arms around Harry and spread his wings to take flight. “My prize is right here, and I plan to make good use of it. You did promise me compensation if I won, after all.”

Harry blushed brightly at the reminder, burying his face in Zenith’s chest as his Dracken mate took to the air. He couldn’t deny that he was looking forward to anything Zenith had planned for him. Even the thought of what was to come had his breath catching in his throat and his heart pounding in anticipation.

Zenith finally landed by the waterfall and jumped into the water with Harry still in his arms. Harry yelped in surprise as the cool water washed over his heated skin and scowled at the Dracken when he grinned unapologetically at him. Zenith’s grin widened when he saw Harry’s ears twitch sharply, trying to shake the excess water from them.

“Take a deep breath, Harry, and hold on tight. I have something to show you, but we’ll have to swim a bit to get there,” said Zenith.

Harry quickly sucked in a deep breath, wrapping his arms and legs around Zenith. Zenith immediately dived into the water, swimming through a short underwater tunnel and into a large cavern. He swiftly swam to the surface and climbed out of the water. As soon as Harry was back on his feet, Zenith cast a quick drying charm on them both, snickering softly when the fur on Harry’s ears and tail puffed out wildly.

“What is this place?” asked Harry, manfully ignoring the laughter as he vainly tried to smooth out his fur. The cavern should have been dark, but it was lit up with a kaleidoscope of colours from a small sliver of sunlight glinting off the numerous gems embedded into the cavern walls.

“This is my sanctuary,” said Zenith softly. “You’re the first person I’ve ever brought here. You’re the only one I’ve ever wanted to bring here.”

“It’s beautiful here. Thank you for sharing it with me,” said Harry sincerely. He smiled sweetly at his Dracken mate and sat down on the bed Zenith had transfigured while he was busy staring in wonder at the gem embedded cavern walls. “I just wish I had something this beautiful to show share with you, as well.”

Zenith smirked at that, leering playfully at the brunet. “You already have, Harry.” He prowled toward Harry like a predator stalking its prey, pushing the brunet back so that he was lying down on the bed. “And believe me. I plan to indulge in a great deal of more sharing before the day is done.”

“Is that so?” asked Harry dryly. He then jumped and moaned softly as Zenith cupped his hardening shaft with one hand while the other slid up underneath his shirt to tug teasingly at his nipple. “Oh, I like this kind of sharing.”

“Then you’re going to love what’s coming next,” growled Zenith, pulling Harry into a deep, needy kiss.

XxX

Charlie smirked when he saw Zenith spirit Harry away as soon as he’d won the race. Harry had obviously found the perfect thing to keep his Dracken mate motivated to win. Charlie was just glad to see Harry truly happy for once.

“Excuse me. You are here with Bianca, yes?”

Charlie looked up and saw the Dracken that had partnered with Zenith for the race. “Yes, Bianca invited Draco and me to the festival. I’m Charlie Weasley.”

“Rhys Caldwell,” said Rhys. “So Charlie, did you enjoy the race?”

Charlie nodded enthusiastically. “Yes, very much so. Congratulations on your and Zenith’s win, by the way.”

“Thanks. Zenith definitely got the better prize, though,” said Rhys with a rueful smile.

“I know. Harry’s always been an adorable kid, but when he came into his Kitiara inheritance, he took it to all new levels,” said Charlie fondly. “I’m glad he’s got Zenith, Octavius, and Tristan to look after him now. He deserves to finally be happy, considering all that he’s had to deal with in his life.”

“You see him as a little brother, don’t you?” asked Rhys curiously, hoping he was right in his assessment.

Charlie nodded. “My mum practically adopted him when he was eleven, and he’s been family ever since.”

“I would like to court you,” said Rhys abruptly. “Will you consider allowing me to be your suitor?”

Charlie blinked in surprise at the sudden change in topic. Then his eyes widened in shock when he realised exactly what Rhys had just asked him. “You want to court me? Why? We just met!”

Rhys looked at Charlie in bemusement. “I thought you were aware of what a courtship entails. Harry was courted by his three mates, after all.”

Charlie smiled sheepishly. “I know. I was just surprised by it all.”

“Will you consider it then?” asked Rhys.

“Yes, I will consider it,” said Charlie sincerely. “We’ll be here a few more days, so I will give you my answer before we leave.”

Rhys smiled brightly. “Thank you, Charlie.”

Charlie blushed slightly and nodded, turning his attention to the group of female Drackens preparing to dance. He certainly hadn’t been expecting that. He couldn’t help but be a bit flattered, though. Rhys was definitely attractive with his honey-brown hair, teal coloured eyes and long, lean body.

As the dance started, Charlie found his gaze constantly trailing in Rhys’ direction. It seemed his decision may have already been made for him. Besides, wasn’t the whole purpose of a courtship to allow the people in question time to get to know each other properly? Yep, it looked like Harry wasn’t going to be the only one in the family to enter into a formal courtship.

XxX

“This is boring,” said Octavius with a scowl, watching the Dracken females dance. He could feel the magic building in the air, and it made him antsy to find his little mate. “We should go find Harry and Zenith.”

Tristan sighed irritably. Octavius had done nothing but complain from the moment Zenith took Harry away. “They’ve only been gone two hours, Octavius.” To be perfectly honest, though, he had the mounting urge to find and claim Harry.

“That’s two hours too long,” said Octavius promptly.

Tristan rubbed his forehead and tried a different tactic. “We have no idea where they are, Octavius. Besides, it won’t kill you to allow Zenith and Harry a little alone time.”

“It will, though,” whinged Octavius pitifully. “I haven’t had any Harry love since we bonded.”

“Well, neither have I, but you don’t see me pouting like a two-year old,” snapped Tristan in exasperation.

Octavius glared at the redhead. “Stay here if you want. I’m going to find them.”

“And just how do you plan to do that?” asked Tristan. “You don’t exactly know the terrain all that well.”

Octavius smirked smugly. “Oh, but you forget, Tristan. Harry is wearing the necklace I gave him for Christmas. That shadow will lead us right to him.”

Tristan sighed in resignation. There was obviously no talking the impatient demon out of this, so he may as well go along for the ride to try to minimize the damage. “Fine, Octavius. Don’t blame me when Zenith tries to eat you, though.”

Octavius grinned and grabbed Tristan’s arm, pulling the shadows around them. He quickly found the shadow in Harry’s possession and followed it. Unfortunately, he failed to realise that he directly above water until it was too late. He and Tristan fell into the water with a startled yelp. They immediately swam toward the surface and pulled themselves out of the water only to freeze in dazed lust when they saw Zenith and Harry.

Harry was spread out on the bed with his legs wrapped firmly around Zenith’s hips, gasping and moaning every time the Dracken thrust into him. He vainly tugged on his wrists, trying to touch either Zenith or himself, but Zenith kept them pressed firmly to the mattress, determined to bring Harry to release from his cock alone. The magic in the air suddenly swelled drastically, and Harry arched sharply with a muffled scream, coming in long spurts.

Zenith grunted as Harry’s arse clenched around him, thrusting several more times before spilling his seed within his mate’s tight depths with a low growl. He slowly pulled out of the brunet, sending a disgruntled scowl over his shoulder at Tristan and Octavius, and settled on the bed beside Harry. He saw Octavius disappear into the shadows and sighed in resignation. He should have known that shadowy bastard would hunt them down.

And sure enough, a moment later, Octavius stepped out of the shadows directly beside the bed minus his sodden clothing. He reached out and grabbed Harry’s ankles, pulling him around so that his arse was at the edge of the mattress. Harry yelped in surprise at the sudden movement, startled out of his sex-induced doze, and blinked in confusion when he saw Octavius above him instead of Zenith.

“When did you get here, Tavi?”

Octavius just smirked at him. “You didn’t really expect me to wait idly by while you and Zenith had all the fun did you?” He pushed Harry’s legs toward his chest with one hand and teasingly traced the brunet’s slick entrance with the other. He pushed two fingers inside the loosened passage, wringing a strangled moan from Harry at the abrupt penetration.

“W-Where’s Tristan?” asked Harry breathlessly. “You d-didn’t leave him b-behind, di-” Octavius’ fingers rubbing firmly against his prostate made him lose all train of thought.

“Tristan’s around here somewhere,” murmured Octavius, eyes dilating in lust as he watched Harry writhe underneath him. He quickly pulled his fingers free of Harry’s clinging depths and replaced them with his cock.

“Octavius, you bastard,” growled Tristan, dripping water everywhere as he stomped toward the bed. “You did that on purpose just so you could get to Harry first.”

“Oh, quit your yapping,” said Octavius absently. “You’ll get your turn soon enough.” He gave the redhead a sly look and nodded his head toward Zenith. “Of course, if you’re that impatient, you could always occupy yourself with Zenith.”

“I have a better suggestion. How about you occupy yourself with Zenith, and I’ll take care of Harry,” said Tristan bluntly.

“And don’t I feel loved,” said Zenith wryly. “In case you’ve both forgotten, this was supposed to be my time with Harry, so why don’t you two bugger off.”

Octavius suddenly grunted as Harry pushed him away with a scowl. “If all you’re going to do is argue, then do it without me. I’m leaving.” He didn’t even make it off the bed before he was grabbed by three pairs of hands.

“You’re not going anywhere,” said Tristan firmly. “We finally have complete privacy, and we are going to take advantage of it.”

“Not if-”

“We are in complete agreement of this plan,” Octavius quickly interrupted.

“But still-”

“Harry, just shut up and enjoy the attention,” said Zenith patiently. “There will be no more arguments from us today.”

Harry did exactly that. And, enjoyment was far too mild a word for what happened after that.
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