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Unlikely Heroes: Fallen feathers, mirrored scales	By : KusanoSaku Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 27616 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Title: Unlikely Heroes: Fallen feathers, Mirrored Scales
Pairing: Future DracoxHarry
Fandom: Harry Potter
Summary: A battered Boy Who Lived finds his world come crashing down when his name comes out of the Goblet of Fire. Shockingly, the only ones to come to his rescue are those he'd believed were his enemies. CreatureFic Sub!Harry
Notes: I know this title isn't as epic as that of StarlightxMassacre's Rise of the Dracken: The Scaled bits but I did my best. This is not quite a side fic but will show parts of the story that didn't make it into the main story line for whatever reasons. Hopefully this is answer questions or fill in gaps.

Chapter 32- consequences
Blaise’s professors Remus Lupin and Severus Prince-Malfoy as well as Draco’s father Lucius, left soon after Andromeda.
Charlie and Blaise were escorted to a small parlour where they nervously awaited Andromeda.
The Slytherin witch breezed in, “I heard that a mature Chuvash had taken a Chuvash that had yet to come into their inheritance to their bed. From what I’ve learned it is dangerous for a Chuvash to have penetrative sex prior to receiving their inheritance.”
Blaise flinched, “It would have been but Charlie isn’t human so he couldn’t cause me to be infertile...”
“That’s not the point, I am sure that it is highly looked down on for an adult to take a teen who is not their spouse to their bed.” Andromeda scowled.
Blaise blushed, “Technically I took him into my bed...”
“You think that this is acceptable?” Andromeda thundered.
Blaise hung his head, “You don’t understand...I was so lonely and here was my mate. I knew he was even if he didn’t. I needed him and I was terrified of losing him. I just wanted to be loved and treated like I mattered. Mother when she’s around is always lecturing about my future duties as a dominant. I’m not one, I know it.”
“I suppose that you had the foresight to cast contraception charms.” Andromeda retorted.
Charlie hung his head.
She threw up her hands, “You idiot! He’s a child! What is it with Weasleys and always thinking with their groins?”
Blaise said quietly, “It’s just as much my fault as his, I seduced him.”
“Charlie is what seven years older? As the older half of this mateship he is responsible for you and possibly conceiving a child with you at this stage in your life is highly unwise.” Andromeda glowered as she cast a fertility determination spell.
As a result, Blaise turns green...
Blaise shivered, “What does that mean?”
“That you are both fools, Blaise is extremely fertile. I learned a spell from a book on treating Chuvash let me cast it.”
Before Charlie could protest, Andromeda had already cast it.
“The spell is sensitive but it must be too soon to detect pregnancy. I can tell however that the first time that Blaise had penetrative sexual relations was six days ago.”
Blaise was grateful for his dark colour, otherwise he would be as red-faced as Charlie was...
“That is a little too nosy Healer.” Charlie protested.
Andromeda snorted, “I’m a birth healer, I know a lot about pregnancy and I am worried given Blaise’s youth compared to yours.”
This time it was Charlie’s turn to flinch...
He knew that he was wrong to allow Blaise to seduce him, yet the thought of giving up his mate was painful...
“Given Blaise’s fertility despite his lack of Inheritance, I would err on the side that he is pregnant. I suggest that you two bond and you start planning how he’s going to handle parenthood and school.”
Charlie could already hear his grandmother’s fury; there was a reason he had been warned not to let her know how old Blaise was.
Blaise was inwardly panicking, how would his mother or Lady Goyle take this news?
His mother would be furious, she expected him to be a dominant...
To be pregnant pre-Inheritance was practically unheard of...
Blaise hadn’t counted on that happening even if he were lonely...
Charlie gruffly thanked Andromeda for her exam before carrying Blaise away so they could floo back to Ivy Hall.
They had much to think over...
XooooooX
Neville was extremely nervous...
His dreams were haunted by memories of dancing with Adrian and their intimacy in that alcove that ended with Adrian ordering him to run.
Neville felt hot and his cock were harden at the memory of their kisses and Adrian’s hand there.
Yet Adrian couldn’t even look at him...
He was hiding behind a bookshelf and watching the older student.
“He’s not going to come to you.” A gruff voice came from behind him and startled Neville.
He glanced behind him; it was that bear-sized Montague...
“I won’t hurt you, I know Adrian very well. We grew up together and he’s my best friend. He blames himself, he knows he was drugged and he still thinks that he went too far. Adrian respects you a lot and he knows enough to know that you’re untouchable. He can’t allow himself to do anything that might jeopardize your purity.”
Neville blushed, “What?”
“He’s honourable for a Slytherin; it’s something that comes from having a Ravenclaw mother born into a Hufflepuff family. He’s also an older brother, we’re tied for top marks but he tends to brood and over think things.” Montague shrugged. “He really likes you and but I think you were really an interesting couple.”
Neville blushed, “You were there?”
Montague shrugged, “For a while that is, those sort of events don’t interest me.”
“Well I’ll be going now.” Neville said as he tried to back up.
Only to trip...
Neville hated being clumsy, it made him a prime target for teasing...
Montague grabbed his arm to keep him from hitting his head on a bookshelf.
Neville stammered out an apology before slipping away but not before sneaking one more look at Adrian.
He felt drawn to the older teen, he just wish that Adrian wouldn’t avoid him.
XooooooX
Since the Yule Ball with the exception of their duelling lessons for Sophronia, Giselle and Millie spent a lot of time alone in Giselle’s prefect apartment.
Giselle wished that Millie could stay with her all the time, waking up in her lover’s arms was wonderful.
If only they could be together forever...
Why must love be so far removed from duty?
It had been almost painful to pretend to be Adrian’s date and to dance with him when she wanted to be whirled around by Millie instead.
If only eloping were possible, why did the Bulstrode estate have to be inherited by a male? Being half Lestrange, were Millie male then she could have inherited that as well. Millie was cut from a different cloth from her relations, while she could be very intimidating Millie was gentle and sensual with her.
Slytherin witches were attracted to power as well as good looks; in that case Millie was definitely like the still infamous Andromeda Black. Whether Giselle would be this attracted were Millie male was debatable.
Giselle knew that witches, especially purebloods were expected to remain virgins but Millie was hard to resist.
It was becoming special that Giselle have Millie here, they were in their own world.
If Giselle had a slightly different apartment, she would try cooking but that was something she couldn’t do. She was a quick study and unless her elf was given clothes were Giselle to elope like Andromeda Black, then it was unlikely that she would be given the chance to be the kind of person that would make a good wife for Millie.
Standing naked in her apartment’s shower, Giselle closed her eyes crossing her hands over her belly. She would give nearly anything to wear Millie’s ring and to know that that she was carrying their child. She lifted one hand to her heart.
Just then, familiar arms wrapped around her Millie’s larger frame surrounded her. Not only was Millie a highly intelligent sort, her friend and lover was as protective as a bear which made Giselle feel very comforted.
Early on in Millie’s First Year and Giselle’s Second, Millie learned that then Fifth Year Marcus Flint was harassing here with his group of cronies. So Millie challenged Marcus to a duel much to everyone’s amusement, her friend and now lover won of course and earned the begrudgingly granted respect.
Even Marcus kept his distance, it was curious that knowing Millie was keeping an eye on their newly recognised Queen that Cassius Warrington would dare challenge Sophronia’s authority.
It was so cute that Sophronia seemed as besotted with Greg as her brother was with the Third Year Witch. Their Queen possessed high intelligence, good instincts and a quick wit. If anyone deserved her brother, it was she.
Then Millie kissing her neck and fondling her breasts made Giselle weak in the knees.
Giselle moaned, “Ma mie...”
“Mon cœur...” Millie said sincerely as she nipped Giselle’s ear.
Giselle meant pledge, as in a vow, promise and word of honour...
Giselle was all but pledged to another, yet her heart was her own to give. That Giselle would believe that she was worth of such a high honour was precious.
Giselle was as honourable a person as Adrian, as painful as it would be were Adrian and Giselle to be forced to bond, Giselle couldn’t and wouldn’t continue their sexual relationship even if it broke her heart.
They would be as separated as though one could not touch through a floo connection.
Millie was a realist; she knew that she would have to give up Giselle at some point. The idea of anyone else touching Giselle was painful and disquieting.
Devious Morganna was there no way to claim her bearer’s estate that didn’t require her to bond to a wizard?
Why did fate have to intend them for others? What was her own father thinking entertaining the idea of bonding her to the likes of Theo Nott?
The boy was skittish and practically frightened of his own shadow as well as half-in-love with Blaise...
The two young witches were further turned on by the fall of the water in the shower.
Giselle’s legs trembled when Millie’s large hand cupped her sex, “Millie...”
Millie pinched her clit and was rewarded with the blonde prefect’s gasp of pleasure.
Since using the hermaphrodite potion, Giselle’s body had been more sensitive and hungry for Millie’s caresses.
Millie could make her come far easier than before, thinking about her lover could make her so wet but having Millie touching her made her desire to be tied to her bed and made to come over and over.
After fingering Giselle to a climax, Millie cleaned her up and used a drying spell before carrying her back to bed.
Once term began, Millie would likely have to return to her dormitory.
Yet she was growing attached to the idea of sleeping with Giselle in her arms, if only her mon cœur was ‘pledged’ to her than Millie could live up to her own name ‘strong work’. Millie was definitely built to make a living as a Harpy Beater and she could give Gwenog Jone’s reputation as dent by surpassing her legend.
Giselle wanted nothing more than to be her wife at present but with her grades and prefect status her lover had many options for a career if she changed her mind..
If only they had a chance...
XooooooX
After that kiss after the Yule Ball and her experience with the vibrating egg, Sophronia was too shy to look at Greg and tried to spend as much time hiding out in Luna’s company.
She’d love another kiss but was too unsure of her suitability as a love interest for a pureblood heir regardless of her status as Queen of Slytherin.
Knowing she had the approval of Greg’s sister meant a lot but Sophronia had been born to a Squib and a Muggle which had made her the lowest of the low in a House as obsessed by status as Slytherin.
Were that Greg’s family would consider her worthy, despite her attempts to shield herself from being affected by other’s opinions it would be a crushing blow to learn she was either a notch in Greg’s wand or not significant enough to be worth courting.
Just because she was used to being judged unworthy or lacking something didn’t mean that she wanted that from the family of the person whom she was attracted too...
What was she going to do?

What do you think? Outstanding? Exceeds expectations? Acceptable? Poor? Dreadful? Troll?
ChaosLady - np I enjoyed writing lucrev lol. Glad you liked it. I hope this Yule Ball aftermath chapter is just as enjoyable...
Meechypoo - I wrote this chapter just for you lol. Poor Adrian, he's really eaten up by guilt according to his best friend. Montague thinks they make a cute couple and totally ships them lol. He's right of course! George did brew the potion, however it was Fred who chose to dose everyone with the potion. In his own way, George is as skilled with Potions as Severus and were Sev to pay attention he would realise that George totally deserves to be his first ever apprentice.
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