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Of Purebloods and Wings	By : Sablesilverrain Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Lucius Views: 38882 -:- Recommendations : 4 -:- Currently Reading : 6
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“So, what did you talk about with the Queen?” Lucius asked once Severus and Draco had left for the dungeons.

Harry smiled. “I can’t tell you. Yet. I’ll tell you some of it when I’m ready.” He said, squeezing the arm he held gently.

“Promise?” Lucius asked teasingly.

Harry chuckled. “Yes, I promise.”

Lucius slid his arm out of Harry’s grasp, taking Harry’s hand and pressing a kiss to his knuckles. “I’ll hold you to that.”

Harry linked their fingers and they continued on their way in a companionable silence, both wrapped up in their thoughts.

*****

Harry looked around. He knew he was in a dream, which was weird in and of itself, but the strangest part was that he was in the forest. He never dreamed about the forest.

He walked through the trees for a little while, until he came to a clearing. He stepped in and sat down, wondering why he was dreaming about the forest.

He looked up as he heard a rustling coming from the other end of the clearing and gasped in awe. A unicorn foal was stepping lightly out of the trees. It was almost fully grown, but it still had a faint golden glow to its coat, instead of the gold of a newborn or the silvery sheen of a fully-grown unicorn.

He breathed quietly, holding completely still to wait and see what the foal would do. The foal looked at him for a few moments, then tossed its head and pranced around a bit, watching Harry.

It took a few steps toward him, and a mare entered the clearing behind it, watching her foal closely.

The foal came a bit closer to Harry, and Harry felt his heart pound in anticipation. He held his hand out toward the foal, then just sat still, waiting.

The foal danced around a bit more, coming closer to Harry in the process. When it got about four feet away it stilled and just stared at Harry, seeming to assess him.

Harry watched it calmly back, waiting.

After a few minutes, the foal stepped closer and pressed its nose into Harry’s hand.

Harry smiled and rubbed along the foal’s nose and head, petting the foal as a strange tingle worked its way up his arm and into his heart.

Then, he woke.

Harry blinked sleepily, then sat up just as his wand began to go off. “That was just weird.” He murmured to himself, getting up and grabbing his shower things before padding into the bathroom.

So far, it was looking like today would be an interesting one.

*****

Harry was waiting outside the doors of the Great Hall with Draco, impatiently waiting for Severus and Lucius to finish dessert. Draco was sighing frequently and kept glancing toward the doors, while Harry was leaning against the wall, arms crossed as he tapped one foot.

Draco huffed loudly and scowled. “They don’t seem too concerned that we’ve been waiting for seven minutes now.” He muttered.

Harry let out a long breath. “Of all the days they could have picked to do this, why did it have to be today?” He asked in a harassed tone. “I have something I want to ask Ana about.”

Draco cocked his head. “Yeah, about that, what has she been telling you?” He asked curiously. “I don’t need details or anything, I just want to know what you discussed yesterday.”

Harry shrugged. “Secrets that the Royal family of the Fae have that I need to be aware of, since they could directly impact my life. Just things I should know.” He explained.

Draco nodded. “I get it.” He said. “If she tells you anything you can share, I’m interested in hearing anything you can tell me.” He offered.

Harry smiled at him. “I’ll keep that in mind.”

Draco hummed, nodding. “They’re on their way here now.” He said, turning to face the doors.

Lucius and Severus stepped out and Draco huffed. “You took forever!” He snapped at them.

Severus walked up to him and grabbed the blond around the waist, kissing him deeply.

Draco smiled dazedly when Severus released him. “Mm, I forgive you.” He said breathlessly.

Severus smirked. “Yes, I thought that might be the case.” He drawled.

Lucius cleared his throat. “Perhaps we should go?” He suggested.

“Yes!” Harry said vehemently, ignoring his desire to kiss Lucius. “Yes, we should!” He led the way outside and strode into the forest ahead of everyone else.

The other three followed, keeping him in sight, but walking at a more reasonable pace.

They came to where the portal was, and were surprised to find not only Kilton, but Ana there, as well.

Ana smiled. “Hello again, my lovelies!” She chirped happily. “I don’t get to do this often, so I asked Kilton to let me come, and allow me to open the portal for you four!” She declared.

As Draco, Severus and Lucius walked up, she traced her hands in an arch and murmured the phrase in the lyrical language Kilton used to open the portal. She wasn’t as good as Kilton at it, as the portal shimmered for a bit before becoming solid, but it could have been that she had a strange accent that didn’t sound quite like the one Kilton spoke with when he opened the portal.

She watched in pride as the portal appeared, then ushered the others through before closing it again.

Harry cocked his head once they were through. “Who taught you to do that?” He asked.

Ana smiled. “Matriona, of course. But that was fifty years ago, and I had forgotten it, so we went over it again today.” She giggled. “If you don’t use something, you tend to lose it.” She held out a hand to Harry. “Come with me, my dear Harry.”

Lucius let out a soft growl.

Ana turned to him. “Down, boy. I’m a sub, I’m not going to steal him. You have prior claim.” She pointed out. “I just want to borrow him for another little chat, that’s all. I’ll bring him back in exactly the condition I took him in.” She assured the tense dominant.

Lucius relaxed a bit. “Sorry. I’m a bit… Possessive.” He muttered.

Ana smiled brightly. “As you should be! Just not with me.” She added. “I’m sure Harry appreciates it.” She said, turning a questioning gaze to Harry.

Harry blushed. “Yeah, I do, a bit.” He admitted. “It’s nice to be wanted so fiercely.”

Ana’s smile brightened. “Oh, and he blushes!” She cooed. She turned to Lucius. “He’s quite the catch, isn’t he? If it weren’t for you, I might be tempted to take him home and introduce him to my son. I’d love to have those pretty green eyes and golden skin end up on my grandchildren!” She shrugged. “Alas, it’s not meant to be. Let’s go, then.” She said, leading Harry back to where they’d met yesterday.

Wilkins was already waiting for them, and bowed his head as they passed, murmuring, “My Queen, My Lord.”

Harry stiffened a bit at the title, but Ana shook her head and laid a hand on his arm. “Get used to it.” She murmured. “It’s how all Fae will address you, after seeing your wings. It’s only proper.” She told him.

Harry sighed, but nodded. “It’ll take some getting used to.” He said.

Ana stopped and smiled, turning to face him fully. “We have time.” She assured him. “Now, you’ve had time to mull over what I told you yesterday; do you have any questions?” She asked.

Harry shrugged one shoulder. “Kind of. Is it possible to dream of the unicorn you’re going to bond with?” He asked.

Ana smiled widely. “Ahh, yes. That’s another secret of the Royal family. See, several generations ago, we selectively bred certain talents into the family. For five generations, the High Seer, or the highest compatible Adept, were mated into the family. We did that to give our family the Sight. We usually have a tendency toward either premonition, which includes prophetic dreams, or telepathy through touch and also the ability to see bonds between people. Telepathy means mind-reading.” She added at Harry’s quizzical look.

Harry’s face cleared. “Oh. Does anyone ever end up with both?” He asked in interest.

Ana shook her head. “No. Not yet, at least. Ias has the gift of prophecy and I can dip into your thoughts with a touch. Don’t worry, I usually just skim to see if anyone means me harm and leave them their privacy, though I learned to do that the hard way.” She made a face. “The things some people fantasise about.” She muttered.

Harry laughed. “Yeah, I’m pretty sure I don’t want to know.” He agreed, then sobered. “I think I may have had a prophetic dream last night.”

Ana smiled. “Yes, so you said. About your unicorn? Well, I’m happy to know you will bond with one, it’s been one of my greatest joys having a unicorn I was so close to, and I’m sure you’ll love it, too.” She said happily. “Well, if prophecy is your talent, I’ll have to introduce you to Sir Gregor, our High Seer. He can train you. I brought him along, just in case. He prefers to stay home in the capital, but this is important. You’ll get lessons from him once I’ve told you all you need to know. He was able to train Ias in two days, perhaps you’ll take to things with the same ease.” She told him. “If not, that’s nothing to be ashamed of. Ias has been having these dreams since he was two, he’s used to them, and Seeing while awake is easy enough if you have the concentration for it.”

Harry grinned. “I’m afraid mind magic so far has not been my strong suit.” He admitted sheepishly.

Ana giggled. “No matter, we have time.” She said. “The last thing I have to tell you is both warning and encouragement: Fae Royals, and, from what I’ve seen, Faurae as well, must marry for love. When we fall in love with another person, we begin to bond with them as a mate, and as they begin to reciprocate those feelings, the bond strengthens. This bond can be broken, though it is painful for both parties, and it is not properly sealed without the mating bite, but it is still there. We discovered that with arranged matings, the Royal already mated, if they began to fall in love with someone, would begin to form a second mating bond based purely on feelings of love. So we stopped the matings and let the Kings and Queens fall in love naturally, and life has since been much simpler. I’m only telling you this because you must know: you are already almost halfway mated to your blond suitor.” She said softly. “Be sure he is what you want before you give yourself over to this match wholly. That’s also why I gave the warning regarding losing your virginity to another. It deepens the emotions toward that person, and thus, deepens the bond.”

Harry gulped and paled. “You said it can be broken if I don’t bite him?” He asked in a quiet voice.

Ana nodded, frowning. “If that is what you truly want, yes, it can be. It is quite painful, though, so be sure.”

Harry sighed. “It’s not something I’d want, but I’d never want to trap him in a mating bond he didn’t want.” He said heavily.

“My dear, sweet boy, why wouldn’t he want you?” Ana asked softly, cupping his cheek.

“He doesn’t know if he can love me.” Harry told her softly. “He’s told me he’ll try, but so far, I haven’t heard him say the words. Not even once. But I love him.”

“Ahh.” Ana breathed. “Sweet one, he loves you. At least somewhat. The bond is more formed than one person’s feelings can account for, no matter how deeply they’ve fallen. He’s falling for you, he just might not be all the way there yet.” She patted his cheek, giving him a reassuring smile. “Give him some more time, it’ll be fine.”

Harry smiled. “Really? You’re sure?” He asked.

Ana smirked, dropping her hand. “Sweetie, I’ve seen my family in various states of one-sided love and reciprocated love. He definitely returns your feelings. You can trust me.” She said firmly. “Now, that’s pretty much all you need to know. Would you like to head back now, or did you want some more blood?” She asked.

Harry flushed, ducking his head. “Um, more blood would be nice.” He said in embarrassment.

Ana chuckled, handing him her hand. “Bite the fleshy bit at the base of the thumb or the wrist, you can pick. Don’t worry, Wilkins isn’t facing us.” She told him.

Harry raised her hand to his mouth and bit into her wrist gently, letting the honey-sweet liquid flood his mouth. He rolled it around on his tongue before each swallow, savouring the taste and the feeling of closeness.

Ana hummed. “There you go. It’s a bit of a comfort thing for us, the blood feeding. Makes you feel safe and cared for. I’m going to urge you again to tell your friends and feed from them. You don’t have to do it all at once, and if you don’t feel comfortable enough telling them, just bring them to me, and I’ll help. I think the two blonds will let you feed without me going all Queen Bitch on them, though.” She told Harry. “The tall, dark and severe man might need a bit of a push.”

Harry licked the wounds, then raised his head from her wrist, watching as they healed before his eyes. He goggled at her wrist for a second, then looked at her.

Ana’s grin was wide. “We have a small amount of healing agent in our saliva. Just enough to heal fang punctures.” She told him.

Harry nodded. “I’ll keep that in mind.” He said.

“Ready to go back now?” Ana asked, holding out her arm.

“Yeah.” Harry took her arm and they headed toward the fire pit.

When they got there, they found Draco talking to a Fae guard.

“There, he’s back!” Draco said, grabbing onto Harry’s arm. “Now can you teach us a bit? Please?” Draco begged the guard.

Ana chuckled. “It’s alright, Liam, go ahead and teach them a few drills. It would probably be best to teach them a few of the flight ones first; Lord Harry, here, holds his wings like he hasn’t flown much yet.” She said to the guard.

“Yes, Your Majesty.” The guard said with a small bow. He straightened and turned to Draco and Harry. “Take to the air, then, My Lord, Draco.” He said.

Draco glanced at Harry as they took a running start. “My Lord?” He asked as they both jumped and soared upward.

“Apparently, I’ll be getting that from all the Fae, once they see my wings. So Ana says.” Harry explained.

Draco snorted. “Well, I’m going to stick to Harry and Potter, if it’s all the same to you.”

Harry grinned. “Prat. I expected as much.”

Liam rose into the air and faced them. “All right, first we’re going to work on your agility…”

*****

Harry and Draco landed, groaning.

“I think I pulled muscles I didn’t even know I had.” Draco moaned, falling onto the ground to stare up at Kilton and his father, both of whom were stifling laughter. “Yeah, laugh it up. You two don’t have any bloody wings!” He groused.

Harry sighed and sat down next to Draco’s head. “Oof, I hurt!” He muttered.

Lucius smiled at him in mild amusement. “If you want, you can come to my room before bed and I can give you a massage.” He offered.

Draco huffed. “Why aren’t you offering me a massage?!” He whined.

Lucius looked at him with a raised eyebrow. “Ask Severus to give you one.” He said dryly.

Draco wrinkled his nose. “Oh.” He said. “That kind of massage. Father, don’t have a sex life in front of me! Gross!”

Harry blushed. “Okay.” He said softly.

Draco groaned again and rolled onto his side. “I don’t have to watch this.” He muttered.

“We’re not even doing anything, Draco!” Harry hissed.

“Not yet.” Draco said.

Severus walked over, with Tyrell. “Draco, what are you doing on the ground?” He asked.

“Aching.” Draco answered. “I need a massage. I think I broke my wings!”

Severus looked them over with a raised eyebrow. “They look fine. But if you really want a massage, well…” He smirked. “Perhaps I can be persuaded.” He purred.

Draco flipped back onto his back and smiled up at Severus. “I’m sure we can come to some kind of agreement.” He said back.

Harry wrinkled his nose. “Really, Draco? In front of me?”

“Shut up!” Draco told him. “Severus is sexy.”

“Maybe to you…” The brunet muttered.
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