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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
Disclaimer: The Harry Potter francise does not belong to me. I own only the plot and I make no money off of this.

Chapter List
- 33
- 34
Title: Unlikely Heroes: Fallen feathers, Mirrored Scales
Pairing: Future DracoxHarry, adrianev, current- luciuseveremus, chaise, viktorge, poliver, gregmal, milliexofc, ect
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 33- Revelations and growing families

December 26, 1994

Pregnant…

Carrying his mate’s child was unexpected but Blaise could never be angry. It tied them together all the more…

A child outside of thrall was rare for non-female mateships…

“Blaise I’m so sorry…I should have…”

Blaise pulled his distracted dominant into a bruising kiss, breaking it only when Charlie relaxed. “Don’t…do you know how rare this is?”

“Seducing an unrevealed Chuvash?” Charlie frowned.

“No silly, a baby…outside a thrall. Just imagine such an easy conception and our combined fertility. I couldn’t be happier; I despised being an only child…you’re so close to Bill and the twins, don’t you want that sort of relationship for your children…our children…”

When Charlie finally opened his eyes, he was greeted by Blaise wearing only a teddy and girlie knickers. He groaned, “Blaise…”

“Baby or no baby, I don’t regret us. My heart is yours, just as my body is. It’s a privilege to be bearing your child…I’ve always been more mature compared to my friends. I want nothing more than to be yours and to hold your child in my arms. Charlie, I would sooner die then be with another. Nire bihotza, you chose me…don’t shame us by regretting it.” Blaise said in a trembling voice.

“Blaise dragul, mi-ai furat inima.”

Blaise peered up at him through damp lashes, “I don’t understand…”

“It means, Blaise honey, you stole my heart. You are everything I never dared hope for…”

Blaise began to sob in earnest now, “Charlie…nire bihotza…”

“Will you bond to me?”

“Yes…a thousand times yes…”

Tonight was about comfort and reassuring, more than it was about passion.

Charlie cared more about convincing Blaise that they were stronger together, he did not want to see what might happen if his beloved got it in his heart that he at all regretted claiming Blaise for his own.

A child so young was troublesome for Blaise but the young submissive was right, a baby out of a thrall was rare…

For non-female mateships anyway…

Charlie better see to having their mateship acknowledged by wizarding standards before Blaise’s pregnancy became apparent. Not because he truly felt guilt but because he didn’t want anyone to blame Blaise like they supposedly did his mother…

Well back when his ‘aunt’ faked her pregnancies; it would have been no issue if it had been known that his graduated true bearer Gideon had conceived rather than his thief of an aunt who was still in Hogwarts. Bill arrived in November of Molly’s Fifth Year; Charlie had been born around winter exams her sixth year and Percy was luckily after Molly’s graduation.

Either way, unwarranted or not Charlie knew what it was like to have such scandal over his head and he didn’t wish that for their children…

Blaise curled up in Charlie’s arms, his own cradling his abdomen…

His mateship was blessed and already growing…

XooooooX

Viktor knew better than George that they would be parents in a few short months.

Since it was still too early to know what to expect, it would make some things impossible to buy but not all.

Viktor chose to surprise George by taking him back to Hamburg and leading him inside a boutique called, Freya’s Garden.

Inside were clothing for both infants, expectant and nursing bearers as well as all sorts of needed furniture and accessories.

Viktor called over one of the shopgirls, “Fraulein, I would like to start an account. The name is Krum.”

George swallowed. “Viktor…”

“Our children will want for nothing…”

George shivered, want for nothing?

It was so different from how he and his siblings had been starved for it and given used everything…

Viktor lifted his chin, “Brand new everything…”

George buried his face in Viktor’s robes, crying softly.

His mate was far more perceptive and gentle then he expected…

Once George recovered, he darted around the shop picking everything that struck his fancy.

He was unsure what he was expecting and he didn’t care what gender he had…

Viktor’s child would be precious regardless.

XooooooX

Since the morning following Yule, there had been something calm about Percy.

He would hum and absently caress his stomach; it was far different from his silent keening from before.

Oliver wondered silently if Alvin had blessed them already so that they could raise a sibling in love…

He didn’t want to say anything just yet but the silent glow Percy had made his own emptiness since learning about the loss of Alvin meant a lot…

Oliver was grateful to see Percy seeming more like his self from the early days of their courtship…

He would make it his duty to keep that silent, absent-minded joy in Percy. Oliver loved him and wished to make their bonded life as joyous as possible…

XooooooX

Neville finally summoned the courage to corner Pucey and the Slytherin Prefect couldn’t look at him.

“My apologies for my unseemly behaviour the other night.”

“Then you know what you need to do,” Neville deadpanned.

Adrian finally looked at him, “What?”

“You claimed my innocence, until you I had no knowledge or desire for anything sexual in nature. You’re a dominant; you claimed me and ruined me for another. If you wish to be forgiven…” Neville’s voice trembled slightly, “then you must ask Gran, Dowager Lady Longbottom to betroth us. I will accept nothing less.”

“I am…” Adrian swallowed.

“Thankfully not betrothed or even promised to another. He’ll accept your terms if I have to bring him around to it.” Montague drawled.

“Brecc!” Adrian snapped.

“You’re single; Longbottom is the first person you’ve ever been attracted to. He’s offered you a way to earn your forgiveness. I say you take it, before anyone learns his reasoning.” Montague said firmly.

Adrian flinched.

“I am sure that another dominant could sense what you did, but I don’t want you to get into trouble for it. Nor do I want to belong to another; I’m yours if you’ll still have me.” Neville admitted nervously.

“Stop dallying and agree.” Montague chided.

“Are you sure you won’t regret this later?” Adrian frowned.

Neville swallowed, “I don’t know that, all I know is that you’re the only one I want to touch me like that…”

Adrian took his hand and pulled him into a chaste kiss.

Neville gasped when it was broken, his eyes full of stars and his heart racing.

“Why aren’t you afraid of me?”

Neville whispered, “Because you sent me away before you truly ruined me, I would have agreed to anything that night. You frightened me only when you yelled and ordered me to leave you behind and run.”

“Adrian was already attracted when he forbid our House from punishing you for what happened to the Prince and his consort. He just wasn’t quite aware of it just then.” Montague teased.

Adrian kissed Neville’s hand this time, “I’ll accept my penance, though it will be no hardship.

They continued the rest of the way to the Slytherin Common Room since silence.

Adrian did not release Neville’s hand until they met up with Theo, Greg and Vince.

With Harry and Draco away in the care of healers, Blaise had been sporadic in his presence.

Neville missed all three of them dreadfully.

That that Theo and Greg weren’t nice but he didn’t know them quite as well…

XooooooX

Despite their original plans to move to share The Eerie with Fabian, after his imprisonment there Gideon couldn’t bring himself to live there even if Bill and Septimus had re-warded the property.

Instead on the last day of the year, despite complaints from Lady Cedrella and Lord Septimus, Arthur and Gideon claimed Gideon’s inheritance; Shell Cottage.

It was comfortable Manor house in Tinworth, Cornwall not that far from the Longbottom’s family seat of Tomle Chaise.

Lying in the master bedroom of Shell Cottage had a different feel then sharing Arthur’s old bedroom.

There was also a sense of freedom, despite have five grown children three of which essentially betrothed and a fourth courting, Gideon felt far too young to be nearly a grandbearer.

He had missed so much of their sons’ lives, he was determined and a desperate to not miss anymore…

Yet he wanted to capture some of his old self, the person he’d been before he was first kidnapped and his Arcturus made to forget him to bond to his sister.

Lying in Arcturus’ arms, he felt more himself…

Yet there was still an emptiness in him…

Hopefully, it would vanish soon…

What do you think? Outstanding? Exceeds Expectations? Acceptable? Poor? Dreadful? Troll?
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