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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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The four weeks after his birthday were uneventful, nothing out of the ordinary, he was ignored, neglected and unkempt as always, but unlike most summers his uncle Vernon stopped physically punishing him some two weeks before he was due to leave to the Weasley family.

While most of his days were filled with chores upon chores Harry didn't complain, not that he did so usually anyway, but this time around he didn't even feel bad about. The evenings, when he wasn't so exhausted as to just drop onto the makeshift bed and fall straight asleep until the chores began anew in the morning. Harry spent every moment he could in reading the book, absorbing the abundance of knowledge within it.

In the little amount of time he had been able to scour together for his little studies had revealed quite a lot of the history of the Potter family, and it's link with the elusive gene, he had also discovered that not all would look kindly upon someone who was a Dracken.

Some would outright want them gone, but who could blame them? What tales of Drackens who had either gone too long without a mate or had simply been too late to save their mate from a band of assailants, and gone feral when the deep-rooted instincts took over and sent them on a rampage for a cause only known to the individual themselves.

Closing the book for the night Harry got up from his bunk and set the book back in his trunk after wrapping it up in an old shirt which was more hole than fabric anymore, but it covered the book just nice to avoid damaging it by accident should anything hit his trunk hard enough to tip it over, it never hurt anyone to be extra careful.

Stretching his arms above his head Harry walked over tot he window and looked out again, mind still racing over the information he'd just gained, while it wasn't necessary to find a mate right away, although he could feel the urge slowly building beneath the surface, it'd be best if he did, but should he send an owl or wait till the start of term to approach? And if he would send an owl where to would he send one? He could only hope that whatever he decided, that the Weasleys would know where the headmaster was at, wouldn't hurt to hope.

Thinking about the Weasleys, and the time he would still manage to spend actually enjoying the summer days before the start of term had Harry smiling, no, grinning a little about thinking the pranks he'd get up with the twins, if they happened to be around, the many a matches of chess with Ron, chats with Ginny and Arthur and Molly.

If Hermione got around too it'd be even better still, but what he looked forward to the most were the friendly matches of quidditch they would get to play outside, how he longed to the feel of wind sweeping his face, the feel of a broom beneath, the speed, the thrill and the entertainment and teases of distraction.

While he, in no way imaginable, was lacking in the time spent out, it wasn't the kind of time any teen liked to spend, except for a few exceptions perhaps.

Yet Harry couldn't see many enjoying being on all fours for most of the day tending to the garden and lawn, the gutters and anything else there would be to do, it sent shivers down his spine just to think of all of it, but tomorrow...tomorrow he could be free, he'd send Hedwig on her way and then see about going to Diagon alley to visit the bank and see if they knew anything more about the book that had been sent to him, not because he didn't trust it, he just rather know as much of its origin before he really relied on it for more than to pass hours on end with.

With his mind on an orbit around the moon, or it sure felt like it, Harry got out of his clothes and dug out his pajamas, deciding to wear only the bottoms of it for the night before he crept onto the bed and laid down, arms beneath his head, legs crossed at the ankle, eyes partly closed, looking up at the ceiling.

/Wonder how many a mates I'll need...one?... Harry thought to himself, but the thought of only needing one had him feeling..agitated, as if in he would be grounded and balanced by one, there wasn't a dominant out there who could handle everything that he was.

Blinking open his eyes, staring at the ceiling with widened eyes, Harry let out a sharp breath and shook his head, only to yelp slightly as something pricked his scalp.

Moving his hands over he found the cause instantly, as it appeared that not only had something else thought with his mind, but that something had been in tune with his physical side as well as to force his claws out without him noticing even.

"Hope this doesn't happen while I sleep...would be quite the rude awakening." He said softly to himself before willing his claws back again and taking the same position he had been a moment ago.

"Need to keep an eye out then...can't loose it...or risk exposure." Harry sighed aloud, he could just see himself blowing a cap on some prick who got too friendly or downright just pushed him hard enough and tearing them to shreds before he even noticed it.

Breathing out the previous feeling and the tension it had left behind Harry let his eyes slide close as he breathed out heavily to even it all out.

Letting his mind drift back to the previous matter of his mate candidates, yup Harry Potter would have himself a harem of able mates whom to love, and be loved by unconditionally, that much was clear.

Laying still Harry just did what he had done so many an evening before and thought just what kind of people he was attracted to even without any deep-rooted instincts there to almost force him down some way or another, and to those thoughts Harry found himself drifting asleep to, his mind resuming the thought to have the boy enjoy his last night in captivity.

As the morning finally came and he was woken up, by the courtesy of Aunt petunia shrieking at him through the door to get his backside out of bed and dressed, there were still a couple of chores to do before the designated time before the Weasleys would come and get him, after all they already knew where Harry lived, so there was very little point in deciding elsewhere to meet.

Groaning slightly Harry pushed himself up to sit on the bed and ran his hands through the messy mop of hair he had been blessed with at birth.

Sighing out slightly Harry got up and trudged over to his trunk to pack away his pajamas and and slip on something, ending up wearing worn and torn jeans and a t-shirt three sizes too big.

Well at the very least he had that whole pants hanging so low people can see the back of your knee and baggy t-shirt to cover it all up-style going on, although that image was ruined by him getting the only, worn belt he had about to get the pants to stay up with the shirt neatly tucked in at least a little, just enough for it to hang over the waistline to appear shorter than it actually was.

Tugging on his socks Harry made his way downstairs to get to work, looking at the eating family wistfully for a mere second before taking the post-it note from the kitchen counter, careful not to touch the counter with his skin as he did so and went off to do the tasks listed.

After he had scrubbed both bathrooms, cleaned up the garage and took care of the garbage just in time to see Vernon and Dudley leaving, leaving aunt Petunia behind.

Taking care to remove his sandals outside and carefully tiptoeing over the threshold Harry wandered about in search of his aunt, finding her in the kitchen int he process of making a sandwich,a simple two pieces of bread, butter and a piece of ham.

"I'm done Ma'am..." Harry said casually from the doorway when he was certain that his aunt had noticed him.

The tall, spindly woman gave him a neutral look and nodded his head and pushed the plate along the counter towards harry.

"Eat up Harry, Vernon and Dudley wont be away from long, and you had best take your belongings out by the door to go and wait for your...friends."Petunia said casually, avoiding the use of the word freak, not that she much used it anyway, but it was nice to know that she even tried to tolerate him.

"Alright ma'am." Harry said as he moved tot eh sandwich and took it, eating it with haste, afraid that it'd be taken away from him.

As he ate his aunt set a glass of orange juice on the table for him, which he downed swiftly as well and with a hasty thank you Harry went upstairs to fetch his trunk, taking great care not to hit it anywhere as he carried it down and set it outside by the walkway and went to check that he missed nothing before returning there to sit on his trunk and wait, hoping Vernon and Dudley wouldn't get back before that.

For the next half an hour Harry sat on his trunk, making sure he was out of the way incase his uncle returned, but luckily he never did, but instead a pair of familiar redheads came waltzing in, dressed similarly, grins plastered on their faces as they peeked into the front yard.

"Heey Harry..." George started.

"Been waiting for long?" Fred finished as they just waltzed in over to the teen who got up and took the hugs the both of them always threw at him.

"Nah, but why're you blooming monkeys here?" Harry said in a chuckle as he watched George go to his trunk and shrinking it down after checking nobody was watching.

"Well, when we heard that..." George began as he took the shrunken trunk and slipped it into his pocket.

"You were coming over..." Fred resumed, glancing at his twin, the glint int heir eyes as bright as it ever was, which made Harry bust out a grin of his own.

"How could we NOT come and bust you out again." They both said in unison.

Walking off with Fred and George, talking this and that, although the twins did most of the talking, telling how their business was going, what they had planned and were testing out whenever, on whomever, they got a chance to, keeping up the chatter until they got to the edge of a forest,, some twenty minutes of walking away, and as they vanished into the trees the twins grabbed Harry by the arms firmly and apparated away to the burrow.

Had it not been for the twins holding him up the way they were, Harry knew he would of ended flat on his arse, or face in the worst case scenario, magical ways of travel just weren't his thing, at all...EVER.

Once Harry felt secure enough to stand on his own two feet he tugged his arms free, thanking his escorts, which was just about all he could manage before the warm voice of the Weasley Matriarch rang out, said woman leaning out of a window, waving enthusiastically, welcoming Harry over, and without pause for breath she managed to yell out to Ron that Harry had arrived.

It took Harry several hours to get indoors, what with Ron and Ginny and Fred and George there to talk around with and play a round of friendly quidditch, but once he got indoors he was sealed in a crushing hug from Molly who wore her beaming smile and did the usual commenting on how thin he was and how he MUST absolutely come and get something to eat, and like every time before Harry did not refuse at all, being all too glad to be here in his surrogate family and home.

After he had eaten a good sized meal of mashed potato and meatballs with a rich, brown sauce and salad and a piece of apple pie for dessert Harry felt positively bursting, and it wasn't till George came into the kitchen that Harry remembered his trunk, but upon inquiring about it George merely laughed and pointed up.

" Took it to Ronniekins room."The redhead said casually as he headed to the backdoor to go out.

"Thank youuu" Harry called after the other.

"And thank you for the meal ." Harry said with a nod as he got up, moving over to take the embrace from the hearty woman, who looked like she was about to give Harry an earful about using the formal way of calling her, but instead she just squeezed the daylights out of the stuffed boy before shooing him away to be with the others.

Instead of joining in with the rest harry made his way upstairs and took off his shirt and setting it at the foot of the bed.

There his trunk was, back to normal size and supposedly intact as well, but with the twins involved one could never be too sure to he spent a good long while inspecting his trunk on the outside, feeling it up for hidden strings and springs that would launch something horrible at him, and once he felt secure enough he leaned back just enough to be barely able to open it up.

Opening the lock and slowly lifting the lid, looking away, just in case something sprung out at him. When nothing slipped out Harry flung the lid open, but as the lid made contact with the end of the bed there was a loud poof and a purplish cloud washed over his face.

Coughing up a storm and waving his arms about to make the cloud fade away Harry was silently cursing at his own stupidity why hadn't he gone and taken a broom, who knows what horrendous things were about to happen.

As the cloud finally faded away Harry began to immediately feel about his face, looking for anything abnormal there, but nothing, no boils, cuts or anything, but the moment he heard the loud cackle of Fred from the doorway Harry snapped his head to look, his face set on a scowl.

"The heck Fred..." Harry said in a huff, crossing his arms over his chest as the red head just kept laughing, the sound of several feet coming from downstairs had Harry sighing again, shaking his head as he got up.

"Heh, Purple suits you Harry, really." Fred said bemusedly as Ginny and Ron came up to inspect the ruckus, and of course the both of them began their own laughing fits.

As it turned out the only thing to have happened was that Harry's hair and face were a nice, deep shade of purple, and after much negotiation, and a good kick to the shin, Harry finally got Fred to undo the spell, while it would only last a couple of hours, Harry still wanted it gone now, lest someone else see him looking like a smurf that was being choked to death.

"I'll get the both of you yet..mark my words Fred." Harry said aloud as he checked himself in the mirror to make sure it was all gone, Fred merely flashing him a grin and opening his arms up.

"Anytime anywhere Harry, we'll be waiting." He said before going off with Ginny and Ron, letting Harry finish up what he came to open his trunk for in the first place.

Returning to the room Harry took the fabric-bound book and unraveled it, notably relieved to find it intact. Putting it back in again Harry took out a quill and some parchment and began to write up his letter to Dumbledore, spending quite a while trying to get his thoughts onto paper as clearly as possible.

Authors notes: Here we go, third chapter with a delay, sorry for that, i got side-tracked with important things, but never fear, i am still very much here and resuming still! Wont be getting rid of me that easy :) Also i am still seeking a Beta reader, i find typos here and there, but i cant damn find them all and it annoys me..that and the rest needs a tune-up as well D= If you have suggestions do not hesitate to let me know, if the argument is solid enough i shall implement it one way or another ^^

@Staar: I would wager another three chapters before we get to any kind of intimate stuff, might be hints along the way ;) i will do my best!

@Meyia: Thank you for the compliment ^^ and if you think something needs changing, do let me know in a review :)

@MrsSilverusSnape: Thank you for your encouraging comment, and i hope to keep upto your standards, let me know if i slip <3 and as requested, here you go another chapter! <3

@selecia: i know it is really then, but i rather wanted his birthday to fit during the summertime when there is no school, for later events to better fit in there, i hope you can forgive me.

@DarkLady19: I see, I hope I get a beta-reader soon, while it is entirely upto me to get it right, I can't on my own, just not good enough for that, yet :) but I thank you for your observation and notification and I shall look into rectifying it to the best of my abilities. And as a show of actually listening to waht i'm told, i spellchecked every single one of the chapters, they should be far more fluent now, i hope anyways =)
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