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Dragons Heritage	By : Doragonkage Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 50298 -:- 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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Molly stood at the doorway, hands at her hips and a scowl on her face, looking every bit the worried and offended mother that she was. Her eyes set on Harry and Charlie, although she had to avert her eyes from them as something moved behind them to block her line of sight.
Locking eyes with Bator, the one man she would say she disliked genuinely, for good this time, Molly wished she had enough power in her to actually cause harm with a stare alone, but as it was it was a Matriarch against an Alpha male, both not giving any leeway one way or another, although out of the two Bator seemed to be less in it out of spite.
”Why are you here.” molly snapped, her frown deepening as the man simply stood there, as if waiting for something.
”I came to apologize for keeping Harry and Charlie for longer than was appropriate.” Bator said, offering a curt nod of his head in a form of a bow, while never removing his eyes from Molly's
”Thank you for apologizing, but now kindly leave as this is a family matter from this point on.” Molly stated coolly, her lips thinning in irritation as she watched Bators lips forming into a small, smug little smirk.
Here Bator turned to Charlie and Harry, a brief look of thought passing over his features. Looking between Harry and Charlie the oldest of the trio exhaled briefly before returning his attention back to Molly.
”I'm afraid to say, but I cannot leave them, Harry especially at this time.” Bator stated flatly, arms behind his back as he stood straight, chin held high in defiance.
”And why might that be?” Molly inquired, her arms crossed over her chest as she waited for a response.
”Because I'm a Dracken submissive and I've chosen Bator and Charlie as my dominants....and and..:”Harry said from behind Bator, but his embarrassment won out in the end, but luckily his dominants stepped in there.
”And before he has his bonding heat, neither Bator nor I can stay too far away from him, so nobody can snag him away...” Charlie resumed, rubbing at Harry's shoulder.
”For that reason I've come here to inform you that Harry and Charlie vill be moving in vith me until Harry's school starts, this is non-negotiable.” Bator said with a certain level of finality.
”Is..that true Harry?...Why didn't you say anything sooner?” Molly inquired, her tone of voice lacking the previous anger, replaced with concern and a touch of sadness.
”I couldn't trust anybody with this, especially after I wrote to Dumbledore, but never got anything back from him....I....I was just scared I suppose.” Harry murmured quietly from where he leaned against Charlie's side, looking at Molly when Bator moved to the side.
”It's alright Harry, I just need to know...Are you happy?...will you be happy with all this?.” Molly said quietly, giving Harry a small smile of assurance.
Harry looked between the two males, one of passion one of strength, as individuals incompatible with him, but together they were perfect. The longer he spent looking at the two older men, they handsome features and smiles, the more elated Harry felt and eventually he nodded and pulled away from Charlie to go and give Molly a hug, one she happily returned to.
”Will you stay for a while? I'll have make tea and have something sweet along while you pack.” Molly inquired, when she pulled away from Harry. Keeping her left hand on harry's shoulder while her right hand went up to gently swipe at the boys hair, while said boy eagerly nodded his head.
”I vould be happy to stay, if I am permitted to” Bator said from his position a couple of yards away from his submissive and the pseudo-mother-in-law.
”Well, Since you will be a part of the family, whether or not I want to, I suppose I should welcome you then, no?” Molly said calmly, turning her head to look at the male, narrowing her eyes.
”Just so we are clear...If anything ever happens to Harry...I will hunt you down and make you suffer for it.” Molly stated calmly, coldly and in a way that left no room for doubt of her capability of doing so.
”If that ever happens, You vill find me in the lovest depths of Hell into vhich I have cursed myself for failing my mate and my family.” Bator said just as calmly and with just as much conviction too.
”Come on Harry, let's go get our things then and leave these two to stare each other to oblivion.” Charlie chuckled aloud as he walked over to harry, planting a hand on the teens shoulder, grinning at him when their eyes met and they went off to gather their things.
Both Bator and Molly watched after the two for a moment before Molly let out a small laugh, shaking her head briefly. About to head back inside she stopped half-way to her turn to glance at Bator once more. The man just stood there while his hands fumbled to fish out a small metal box from his pocket as well as a box of matches. Pulling out from the metal box a small cigar Bator promptly lit it, looking at nowhere in particular anymore.
”Just take care of him...He's been through a lot.” Molly said quietly from the door, shaking her head slightly. Mentally she was berating herself for just letting this go.
The way she understood Drackens was that if she would actively set herself in the middle to keep an Alpha from being near the submissive that had chosen them, especially since she was an outsider, she would be risking her own life at worst, and alienating Harry at best, neither option which drew Mollys fancy, so here she had to give in, no matter how bad of an idea it was.
The only reply from Bator was a simple nod, not because he had nothing to say, but he was physically unable to utter another word. He had been separated from Harry's presence for less than a minute, and he was already feeling his restraint being tested. Drag after drag Bator drew from his cigar, yet he couldn't taste it, couldn't feel it, each of his actions bearing a semblance of urgency about them. He could feel his mind being fought, he could almost smell the dracken trying to push out and get to the submissive, but he wouldn't let it.
Bator knew that he would have to learn to trust Charlie, and any possible other mate that Harry would gain along the way, to be able to keep Harry safe at all times if he, himself could not for some reason be there for Harry. With effort Bator managed to waste the cigar, stumping it against the ground and vanishing the thump away once he'd put it out before going inside to find his mate and that wayward dominant of his.
Upon his entry Bator could already smell the tea, but more than that he could smell Harry's scent as it lingered in the air. Taking a deep lungful of the sweet fragrance, Bator could hardly contain the small growl that bubbled in his throat, completely unaware of the oldest of the Weasley children standing right outside the door to the livingroom. With hardly restrained eagerness Bator removed his shoes at the door before following the scent all the way upstairs to the room that Harry shared with Ron.
Bator was about to open the door when he suddenly froze. There had beena sound coming from behind the closed door, the sound of a breathless giggle, and it wasn't Charlies either, although it wouldn't of mattered which one of the two let out such a haughty sound, it was made without him present there. With a growl bubbling in his throat again Bator nearly tore the door off of it's hinges stepping inside the room.
The sight that he was greeted with ground the gears in Bator's mind to a violent halt. Harry was sprawled on the bed with his face flushed and a wild grin on his face squirming there slightly. Meanwhile Charlie stood nearby with his wand poised, smirking like the cat that ate the canary.
”Exactly WHAT is going on in here...and more importantly why was I not invited, hmm?” Bator growled in mock-anger, although his lips did tug into a grin when he stepped into the room.
Moving over to Charlie and reaching out to grasp the males shoulder, holding it firmly while he guided the red-head to sit, despite the pleading look that was given to him. The moment Charlie put his weight on his rear he couldn't help but to cringe slightly, a tiny squeak of discomfort escaping him while his eyes set upon the Alpha.
”Oh quit looking at me like that, you'll get vrinkles.” Bator mused as he stepped over to harry, taking the teens hand to help the boy upright again.
”It seems your packing is novhere near even started yet, and here you are galivanting around.” Bator mock scolded the two upon taking notice of Harry's trunk being open, but only a portion of the boys belongings were in it.
”We're not gallivanting around, just got momentarily distracted when Charlie decided it'd make me feel better if I laughed..hence the previous giggling.” Harry murmured quietly, although he was still smiling where he sat on the bed.
”Hey, it worked, you don't look half as mopey as you did before.” Charlie pointed out from his perch on the chair, although as he attempted to lean forward to reach out and plant a small affectionate pat on Harry's person, he winced again, gritting his teeth slightly.
”I wasn't mopey...” Harry protested, putting on quite the convincing pout, which was soon replaced with concern over the cringing and wincing man before him.
”You alright Charlie? You've been awfully cringy this morning..:” Harry inquired with a level of worry that came naturally to him. Brows knit slightly as he studied the older man, completely missing the smug smirk displayed on Bators face.
”AH, fine fine...just slept poorly, haven't slept on a bed that soft before, sent my back to cramps.” Charlie hastily replied, although the deep hue of red that crept across the bridge of his nose and well over his cheeks spoke volumes about it being something else entirely.
”I think that's a talk best saved for once ve return home.” Bator stated, although the soft laughter emanating from him made it difficult for him to speak properly.
Harry was bewildered, on one hand Charlie was uncomfortable sitting at all, not to mention when mentioned he'd blush something fierce. On the other hand Bator seemed and sounded smug beyond compare when the topic of Charlies new-found inability to sit properly was brought up, add in that Bator wasn't willing to discuss the reasons for either case while they were out of the sanctuary of Bator's home, raised some suspicion in Harry's mind.
”Enough of it, nov please resume packing, and Charlie, don't harass Harry” Bator stated calmly, still smiling slightly as he turned to leave the room, ignoring the look Charlie shot his way in favor of turning his back and walking out..
After the two had packed and their stuff hauled downstairs, only for the two to find Shawn standing in attention at the bottom of the stairs, reaching his hands out to take hold of Harry's personal belongings before disappearing.
Going into the kitchen Charlie and Harry were greeted by Molly, Bill and Bator out of which the two had been discussing who knows what, but from the look on Bators face Harry assumed that Bator had been given another warning to behave himself and take good care of Harry and Charlie both.
”Oh thank magic you arrived, I've been threatened left and right here.” Bator breathed out in relief, running his right hand over his head, combing his fingers through the neatly combed hair.
”Well, you should of thought about the kind of family I might be bringing along.” Harry said with a grin on his face as he made his way from Charlies side and all the way over to the exasperated Dominant, lenaing in to circle his arms around the mans shoulders in a firm hug.
”And never think that you can keep me away from the Weasleys, or I'll show you a whole new level of anguish.” Harry whispered quietly for only Bator to hear.
Feeling the male tense at the threat, most likely because the dominant side wasn't taking it well that his submissive was talking to him like that, but Bator managed to keep it in check and merely growled deeply.
”Vhat is this? Threaten Bator day?? Don't I get any kind of love and understanding?” Bator actually whined then, putting on his best effort to appear hurt by the amount of hostility directed at him.
”Perhaps one day, but for now you just got to settle with me sticking to my choice.” Harry laughed out, turning his head slightly to plant a small, chaste kiss on the frowning mans temple before pulling away and looking over to Charlie.
Charlie had already been on the verge of bursting out laughing when Bator had thanked them for arriving at all, but when the man, who usually was so cool and collected, suddenly pouted like a spoiled child and actually whined about the lack of kindness towards him, Charlie finally lost it. A deep and bellowing laughter erupted from the dragon-handler, spilling forth without restraint, much to the ire of Bator. Pretty soon everyone in the room was laughing, and even Bator allowed a small chuckle, it might not be so bad to have a family like the Weasleys on hand.
The next couple of hours passed quickly in conversation, tea and snacks. Plans for all sorts of gatherings made for the two familiars to meet eventually, but before long it was time for the trio to head off. After their last hugs and farewells, anda promise from Molly to explain the situation as she saw best, and a promise from Charlie and Harry to visit before school started again, if not for anything else then to shop for the school supplies.
During those farewells Bator made another surprise by informing Molly of the floo address to his home on Diagon Alley, letting her know that they would be welcome anytime during the day, that way the separation wouldn't be as bad, but he also warned that should Harry's heat strike suddenly...everybody should be well prepared to leave with haste.
It hadn't escaped Charlies notice that whenever Harry's inevitable heat was mentioned, how the teen would blush and fidget, a small frown knitting his brows closer together. While Charlie had a vague idea as to the why of it, he would wait until they were back at Bator's...or well now THEIR home to ask about it.
In a whoosh of magic and fire the trio left the Burrow and stepped out of the hearth in the Elysium, finding Alfred sitting on the couch with a tumbler of bourbon on the table, and a newspaper in his hands, peeking over it at the arrivals. An amused smile tugging at the corners of his lips as his son stepped through and immediately turned around to catch Harry, who nearly face-planted into the awaiting arms with Charlie following right behind.
”I take it went well, hm?” Alfred inquired from where he sat, folding the newspaper before setting it onto the table.
”Yes, mother, it did go well. Did Shawn arrive already?” Bator said flatly while helping Harry with swiping the soot off of his robes.
”Oh yes, he went ahead and put them to the master bedroom.” Alfred said with a nod, leaning forward to take his tumbler to take a sip of it while leaning back, setting himself comfortably on the couch.
”I think I'll go put my things away, do you have somewhere I could put them??” Harry inquired once his robes were sufficiently, and then some, clean of the soot from the floo.
”Indeed I do, right this way.” Bator mused as he shrugged off his own robes and folded it over his left arm, leading the way for the two.
”Why didn't you pack anything Charlie? Surely you need something?” Harry inquired from his red-headed dominant, right brow arched slightly.
”Most of my belongings are at the Dragon reserve in Romania, I'm going there tomorrow to have a word of the new development in my personal life, so I'll bring as much as I can with me” Charlie stated casually, stealing a glance at Harry, only to smile wide at the sight of the frowning teen, now the reason for that Charlie could figure out simply enough.
”And before you even start, I'll have you know that my work won't keep me from you, I'll request for a transfer closer to home and you.” Charlie crooned softly, reaching his left hand out to place it gently on top of Harry's head, slightly ruffling with the silky strands of hair.
The smile that Harry offered in return was enough to make Charlies heart swell twice it's size, his grin stretching enough to almost make the Cheshire envious of it. All the while leading the two back upstairs and to the master bedroom, Bator listened to the two with a smile tugging at his lips. While Charlie still was a competing dominant, the situation they found themselves in, and the fact that Harry was happier with the red-head around, was enough to quell most of Bator's possessive qualities down to manageable levels.
”Here we are.” Bator stated as he swung open the doors, once more revealing the large bedroom and the doors leading to the en suite as well as the walk-in closet.
At the foot of the bed stood Harry's trunk and Hedwigs cage, empty as it had been for a long while now. The sight of it had Harry stopping for a moment to allow the memories of his familiar to flash before his minds eye.
”Before you unpack, however...Care to tell why you blush like a virgin when you going into heat was mentioned?” Charlie purred, a small, almost devilish smirk on his lips as he strode past Harry and promptly sat himself on Harry's trunk, only to be painfully reminded as to why he hadn't wanted to sit down much today int he form of a sharp jolt up his spine.
Harry froze in place under the weight of Charlie's words. Lifting his gaze and setting it firmly onto the red-head while a blush began to form across the bridge of his nose and the apples of his cheeks. Meanwhile Bator leaned against the door-frame, a quizzical brow raised a she watched, eager to hear this as well, if not for any other reason then to confirm what he too, had suspected.
Harry looked from Charlie to Bator and swallowed down the lump in his throat. His hands occupied themselves with the hem of his shirt as the teen took a few steps back and forth, while trying to organize his thoughts into words he dared to talk of, although if he couldn't speak of any and all things that troubled him to his dominants..then who would he talk of them with?
”Well...You see...I'm..what I mean is that....I...I haven't ever....you know.” Harry stammered shyly, his blush spreading to cover most of his face as he admitted such things, especially since everybody else he knew seemed to have some form of experience or another.
Bator remained silent after the confession, although his eyes did darken considerably as they roamed over Harry's figure, unspoiled, much to the relief of the Alpha. Meanwhile Charlie's face was literally trying to split apart from grinning too much, the red-head lifting himself up to his feet again, rumbling with a chuckle.
”Thought so, but I got to say, that you sure did pick a fine Alpha to have your first time with.” Charlie crooned softly, although the moment the words left his lips, Charlie brought a hand up to cover his mouth while color faded from his face.
Harry kept fidgeting for a while longer, but at the smacking sound Harry lift his gaze to look at Charlie, tilting his head quizzically at the older male. Meanwhile Bator couldn't suppress the laugh that bubbled up, all morning Charlie had worked diligently to try and keep attention off of his predicament, and now he just almost blurted it out.
”He means to tell you that the reason...” Bator began but was suddenly interrupted by Harry whipping around and fixing him with a stunned look.
”The two of you...this morning?...that's why You haven't been able to sit properly...” Harry whipped around again to point at Charlie who felt his cheeks warm with a blush.
”This is just great...My dominants go about boning one another left and right...” harry said with a sigh, looking like he was saddened by this revelation. His gaze down and arms hanging.
”No no no!! It was just an accident...I took a shower and He didn't respect my privacy...and well one thing led to another and..well..yeah....” Charlie panicked, moving towards Harry to try and calm the teen, only to find himself grasping for air as Harry dove past him and went straight for the bed, grabbing one of the many pillows and tossing it at the back of Charlie's head.
Bator who had huffed indignantly at their morning activities being called an accident, was also concerned for the sudden shift in Harry's mood over the revelation. About to move in to pull Harry into an embrace, Bator found himself watching Harry dive off, scurrying over to the bed and standing on it holding a pillow in one hand, grinning gleefully before chucking the pillow. Bator dove to the side when the pillow ricocheted from Charlies head and went straight at him.
Standing straight the two dominants looked at their Submissive who merely stood tall on the bed, smirking at them.
”I don't mind the two of you having fun without me, but I want to hear everything about it.” Harry demanded from his high-ground, pointing at the two dominants who emrely glanced at one another.
”Your will is our command, Your Highness.” Bator and Charlie said in unison before they made their move.
Splitting up the two circled the bed and pounced on it, both aiming to grab their flighty little submissive.
For a good, long while the three played cat and mouse all over the bedroom, until finally theyw ere spent, and more or less happy they flopped onto the bed in a haphazard sprawl. Breaths coming short and heavy, sweat matting their hair and trickling down their faces.
”So...How was it then?....” Harry piped up after a while of catching his breath, earning himself an embarrased groan from Charlie, and a predatory growl from Bator, who merely rolled onto his side, supporting his head with his left hand, while the right found itself planted flat against harry's stomach.
”Well you see...” Bator began, fingertips idly drumming along Harry's stomach as he told the tale of the first tryst between himself and Charlie, taking great delight in the way Charlie hid his face under a pillow and groaned in dismay.
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