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Topsyturvy	By : AquamarieneStardust Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 92984 -:- Recommendations : 4 -:- Currently Reading : 14
Disclaimer: I own nothing but what I created (story line, plot, differences from origanal and Aphrodite) J.K. Roweling owns Harry Potter world I make no prophet I just play in it

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Laughing with my loves over a joke the twins had been telling, before they are to go spend the night with John while I have all the girls, I suddenly feel a pull in my mind. Something is wrong. I stiffen and follow it to a dark mind that is saturated in pain and sadness. I get up from where I am perched in Draco’s lap ignoring his whimper as I do.
“What is it Tia?” George asks me from his seat next to Draco reaching out to grab my hand and lace our fingers together.
“Something isn’t right.”
“What?” Oliver asks looking at me curiously around Daphne, who is cuddled closely to him on his lap. “What’s going on?”
“I feel… I feel a connection, like the one I have to all of you. It wasn’t there before. It’s new. But this person is sooo… sad. I don’t like it, I don’t like any of this. You and our children are the only ones I should be able to feel this link to.”
“Tia, maybe this person is why our bond hasn’t been able to seal yet?” I look at Blaize curiously.
“Hedwig?” I feel the light heat of her flame as she flashes onto my shoulder before I feel the light weight of her body and the hotter heat radiating off of her.
“Yes my dear?”
“Is it possible that I have a seventh mate?”
“Well, yes and no. You see, this boy was originally destined for another. However, circumstances changed several years ago to make it so that he can’t be with the one he was originally intended for. Now, he can only be your mate if he has been crushed by pain and sorrow and misery to the point of taking his own life, and for the kind of creature he is… well… let us hope that he does not succeed in doing so, otherwise, he will become a wraith, trapped between this life and the next for all eternity, feeding on the blood and screams of the innocents he will kill.”
“Oh, my, GODDESS!! I have to go!” I bolt out of the room tossing up the strongest wards I know to keep my mates safe and run as fast as I can, following the link in my mind, Hedwig hot on my trail.

Racing down corridors, around corners, thru secret passageways, and down several flights of stairs, passing people all of them telling me to slow down or I might get hurt. All the way down to the bowels of the school to a small dank dungeon with the door locked from the inside. I press my ear to it and hear the muffled sounds of someone crying. I knock gently on the door but the person inside doesn’t seem to hear me. I look up at Hedwig and she flashes me into the room scarring the poor thing that is inside. I blink adjusting my eyes and see Adrian curled up in the corner of the room a potion bottle next to him and an old fashioned straight razor in his hand blood dripping from it.
“OH! Adrian! Oh my!” I walk over to him slowly and sit down next to him taking the razor from his limp fingers and inspect his wrists and seeing the thin scars that are evidence that this is a common occurrence for him. “What’s wrong Adrian?” I ask gently cleaning the six cuts on each wrist and bandaging them up with strips torn from my shirt.
“John. He doesn’t love me. He can’t love me.” The dark boy says thru his sniffling, his sobs having quieted as soon as I touched his skin. I pull him close to me and rest his ear over my heart as I run one hand thru his silky soft hair and the other I wrap around his shoulders in a tight hug. “He says we can only be friends.”
“So you hurt yourself?” he lets out a bitter and dark sounding chuckle.
“It’s the only way I have ever found to help make all of the things that hurt me in this world go away.” He looks up at me with his swirling eyes red at the edges from his tears. I lean down and kiss him lightly between them feeling him relax more in my arms.
“I won’t pretend that I understand, because I don’t, but why would you risk bleeding to death? Do you know what will happen if you do accidentally kill yourself?”
“I do. That is what this is for.” He lifts up the bottle next to us on the floor and I take it from him to read that the label says it’s dittany.
“Well, that’s a start.”
“You know. John told me to wallow in my self-pity over him not loving me and that only that would bring my mate to me.”
“Did he now? Did he know you would hurt yourself?”
“He’s a seer, perhaps.” He sits up with a sigh and leans against the wall his eyes closed and his head tipped back. “What I don’t understand is why they haven’t come to me. Why are you here and not them, how did you even find me?” He looks at me out the corner of his eye his head still tilted back against the wall. “No one ever comes down this deep into the castle, this is the only place I can escape from all the people gawking at me. Why do they stair so?”
“Well, they stair because you are gorgeous, even if you don’t want to be you are. There is no hiding the fact that you are beautiful.” He snorts and closes his eyes again pulling one leg up to wrap an arm over his knee. “So for why I am here and how I found you. Well, I felt you in my mind, the pain and sadness that is in your mind and I followed it. I didn’t know it was you, you kept yourself hidden from me but I knew I had to follow the pull of my final mate.” His eyes snap open and his head jerks forward to look me square in the eyes.
“No.” he whispers.
“Yes.”
“C’est impossible!”
“Apparently not.”
“But you are Other! I am Reaper! This cannot be done!”
“And yet, here we are.”
“No! I refuse to believe it. The universe would not pair a creature like me, one of filth and death and darkness with a creature that represents all that is good in this universe.” He gets up and moves to the door to leave. I look at it warding it to keep him in before I stand up. “Please, let me out.”
“Not until I understand why you think so little of yourself, of your entire species.” He rests his head on the door his back to me. I walk over to him and wrap my arms around him pressing myself firmly to his back.
“My kind used to be Other. That is why we look similar in our creature forms. That is why I know so much about your people.”
“I don’t know anything about Reapers though, only what I have read in mythology and seen on muggle tv.”
“None of it is exactly correct. A few aspects are yes but nothing is entirely accurate.”
“So tell me.” I feel the deep sigh he lets escape his lips as his head hangs and his hand comes up to rest on mine.
“The first reapers were born of Other who embraced the dark side of their natures that Other fight constantly. After that their children; no matter how hard their children fight the darkness that stain is still there and they can never stop being Reapers. The darkness hurts when we fight it for too long, it is why I started to use the blade.”
“Adrian, I want you to listen to me. You are not dark! You have a beautiful soul and even if you are a Reaper, there is nothing about you that I would change.”
“But I do not wish to taint your purity with my stain. I would forever feel guilty of it.”
“Any yet, you are my mate and I am really not as pure as you might think. I am descended from Mordred and Morgana.”
“Surly not!”
“Yes. And one of my mates is a banshee, and one is a half siren.”
“Those are dark creatures.”
“And you thinking that you will stain me makes me sad. You could never make me anything less than what I am, only more.” He turns around and wraps his arms around me. I take a deep breath inhaling his sent. Dark chocolate, shadows, and rain. “Mmmmm, you smell so good!” I moan unable to stop myself.
“So Other feed on smell.”
“Yes, don’t you?”
“No.” I look up at him curiously.
“Then what do you eat?”
“I don’t.”
“You have to eat something, you’ll die if you don’t.”
“I refuse to live off the diet of my race. So I eat human food and it makes me ill because I don’t have any true sustenance to keep it down with.”
“What do Reapers eat?”
“The unfulfilled hopes dreams and wishes of their victims… and blood.”
“Well, I can help with the blood bit. But Adrian, if you are feeding on the things that these people won’t miss in the afterlife, then why don’t you feed?”
“Because, it doesn’t feel right. They belong to someone else I can’t just take them.”
“But they don’t need them. They can’t use them where they are going, and they will forget about them as soon as they get there.”
“How do you know?”
“Nolo.”
“Your Other Pet. He would know better than anyone.”
“So will you please start eating? For me? I don’t want to watch you starve to death.” He looks deep into my eyes a long moment until he sighs and nods.
“For you. I can denigh you nothing Tia. You truly are my mate then.”
“Yes, yes I am.”
“Will… will you…”
“Yes.” I tell him simply knowing he is trying to ask if I will claim him. “Whenever you are ready and want me to.”
“Now?”
“Is that what you want?”
“Yes.”
“Alright then. Hold on tight, we are going to shadow walk to our rooms.” I am about to fall into the darkness when he lets me go. “What?”
“Can we stay here? This is the place I feel most comfortable.” I nod and shift into my true form.
“If that is what you wish.”
“It is.” He replies shifting into his true form. Between the two of us and our huge wings, mine at twenty feet from tip to tip and Adrian’s, at a staggering forty foot wing span, the small room becomes so cramped we can’t move an inch. Both of us laughing hysterically we pull our wings into our backs once more and cling to each other for support.
“This isn’t going to work Adrian.” I giggle out regaining my composure slowly. We both have to be on full display.”
“Is there a room in this castle big enough for the both of us?”
“Our room and the room of requirement.”
“Let us go to your room then, that way we are close to the others when we finish.”
“Indeed… there is something that you need to know though.”
“What is it?” His face stays neutral but the fear in his eyes at what I will say next is obvious to me even without my mind link to him telling me how he is feeling.
“The girls and I are having a sleep over tonight and the boys are going to stay with John.” His eyes fill slowly up with tears at the mention of my friend. “If you do not want to go with them, or you would rather all of us be together tonight then I can send John a message telling him to tell everyone that the sleep over is off. This will put him at ease anyway considering that he is super stressed about his pregnant mate being away from him and out of his sight overnight.”
“Can…” he looks down and away from me turning his head so that his face and eyes are hidden by the sheet of silk that is his black and blue hair.
“Yes?” I move his hair out of the way and move myself around so that I can look into his eyes once more. “What is it pet?”
“Can we all just stay together tonight? Please?” I smile brightly at him and nod.
“Course.” I step away from him and conjure my patronus, no longer the stag to represent my father, but a Unicorn. I stare at it angrily this being the first time I have seen this happen. “What the bloody hell?”
“It is the ultimate creature off good that a patronus can take the shape of. You are the ultimate creature of good as an Other, as the Other Queen.”
“But a UNICORN! I want something macho… like a platypus or a great white shark… not a girly unicorn…”
“But a unicorn is what you have been given… and really… a platypus? Those are not… as you say… macho?”
“Sure they are, people just underestimate them. Anyway.” I look at the white horned horse and sigh. “Go to John, Luna and Gen, my mates, and Pansy. Tell all of them that the slumber party is being postponed until a better date… like after the door is found and Parvati is no longer carrying a baby in her belly… well… two babies.” As soon as I finished speaking it turned to mist and flew off to deliver my message. No doubt the girls would all be cross with me for this but they would understand when I tell them I was busy claiming my mate. “Shall we?”
“I am ready when you are goddess.” I smirk at him and pull him into a tight hug falling backward into the shadows in the dungeon and into the shadows on my bed in our rooms.

Once there I mentally lock the door and then with barely a though I remove all of your clothes so that we are pressed together pale skin to pale-er skin. I unfold my wings from the tattoo on my back and help him sit up so that he can do the same.
“We will not be able to lie flat like this, neither of us.” Adrian worries looking at me as I smile.
“Had this problem with the twins… I used a cushioning charm on their backs at the juncture of their wings so as to not hurt them or cripple them.” I cast the spell on Adrian before pushing him to lay back. “All good?”
“Yes goddess.” He sighs relaxing back into the invisible air pillow behind him.
“Good.” I take his hands in mine and pin them over his head as I kiss his sinful lips hungrily. He lets out a moan and I decide to leave him with his hands tied to the head board for the time being. I conjure silk ties in black and tie his wrists together and then tie the other end to the headboard. He pulls on them trying to get loose and when he can’t he whimpers.
“Please? I wish to touch you.” His accent and deep voice causing shooting bolts of pleasure to move thru me to my sex, already dripping wet for the tall muscular man underneath me.
“Shhh. In time my pet. I want to explore your sinful body.” I whisper in his ear darkly trailing one long fingernail up the valley between his abs and pecks. He whimpers once more and I smile seductively at him my fangs glinting in the light of the fire and the wall sconces. I run my hands down his body and then start to press light kisses to his neck and then his chest. I move to one of his pert nipples and lick it teasingly before I suck on it, gently scraping my teeth over it now and again. I look up at his face and see his head thrown back and his own fangs gripping his lip causing blood to poor slowly from the puncture marks.
“Let loose Adrian, don’t hold anything back from me. I want to hear you. I want to feel you.” I kiss farther down his chest to his abs where I run my tong over the hard muscles that are there and feel his impressive length twitch against my stomach.
“S’il vous plait.” He moans out his voice husky, loud, and deep.
“Please what?”
“Puis-je toucher? S’il vous plait! Puis-je toucher!” His voice and the way that his native language sounds right now melt me and I release his hands. Instantly they are on me caressing me, tangling in my hair, sliding over my bum to give him leverage. He pulls me up to kiss me deeply and I respond enthusiastically. I sit up and move between his legs so that I can see all of him. Panting from the intensity of his passion he looks up at me and I smile at what I see.
His dark hair fanned out behind him, his long neck arching gracefully like a swan’s so that he can look at me. The paleness of his skin contrasting with the darkness of his winds. Rock hard muscles under silk soft skin. A perfectly trimmed and small patch of black curls resting above his long, slightly thin, and gracefully arcing cock; the curve causing it to brush his stomach gently; sitting right at the apex of his thighs, thighs that were part of legs that went or miles.
“You my Reaper, are stunning.”
“You my Angel, are the most beautiful sight I have ever seen.” I feel my cheeks heat up at his complement before I reach out a single finger and run it down the underside of his shaft. He shudders and his head falls back. “S’il vous plait, mon cheri, do not tease me. I will not last. And as a Frenchman that would be a great insult to me and my masculinity to finish before we have even begun.”
“I would hate for that to happen.” I smile at him and position myself over him lining his shaft up with my entrance. Slowly I slide down onto him, moaning as I do, until I am sitting on his hips just loving the feeling of him inside of me. I rock forward gently and feel him moving inside my passage and moan loudly my head falling back as I repeat the motion over and over again, taking my time with him as I tried to do with my other mates.
My eyes snap open and land on his when I feel his hips jerk up into mine. I give him a wicked smile as I conjure a rope from the ceiling and use it to pull myself up before I drop back down onto him. I begin using the motion and the recoil from the bed to bounce myself on his cock as his hips snap up to meet me every time. Just as we both release I lean forward and bite his neck drawing blood from him and drinking it down as he cries out his completion in French. Just as I am about to pass out on top of him I hear the door click open and my other mates all spill into the room.

Draco’s POV
All of us feel when Tia returns to our rooms and head to the door to the bedroom to find out what was going on, only to find it’s been locked against our entry when we all try and open it. We are worried about her instantly knowing that she never locks us out or deliberately tries to make us stay away.
“What’s going on?” I whimper and Oliver pulls me into him chest where I promptly burry my face. I can feel my creature side growing distraught and I try and push it down knowing that I haven’t done anything to make my Mistress angry with us.
“I don’t know.” George says displaying fully his white wings and tail twitching agitatedly. Fred is holding his brother around the waist careful of the sharp edge of his twin’s tail. Daphne steps forward and is about to knock on the door when all of us hear a loud moan that sounds to my ears like French, though it is hard to tell exactly what it is thru the thick door.
“She has another man in there with her!” Daphne is suddenly pissed off with jealousy clear in her eyes. “Are the six of us not enough?! Why does she need to have an affair as well!?” Oliver passes me over to Blaze and walks to Daphne wrapping her up in those long, muscular, and safe arms of his.
“If she is sleeping with another man then she has a good reason to, and as her submissives we can’t do or say anything about it. If she thinks she needs a toy to play with for a while then so be it, I’m sure she will tell us all that we need to know when she feels that the time is right.”
“Well I don’t like it! There are too many of us as it is!! None of us truly gets what we deserve as a submissive!”
“And what aren’t we getting Daphne?” I ask her curious how she thinks we are being mistreated. “Tia gives us literally everything we ask for. We have to be very careful not to say ‘Oh I want this thing’ or it will show up in a few days or a couple weeks. How do you think I got that new potions set, or Oliver got the new gear and broom, or the twins got that shop in Hogsmead they are opening next fall, of Blaze got those luscious new robes that make him look like walking sex, or you got all those new jewels and nighties? Tia goes out of her way to make us happy and give us not only what we need but also what we want.”
“Yes, but a Dominate should give one hundred percent focus to his or her Submissive. Tia’s focus is divided between all six of us and her friends and her school work.”
“Yes, it is divided but it is divided un-evenly. Five percent of her focus is on school work, ten percent on finding the other realm and ten percent is on her friends leaving eighty-five percent for the six of us. That means that most of the time she is focused on us and when she is with us or if one or more of us needs her for anything no matter how trivial it is her focus becomes zeroed in on us making the other three things that she focuses on disappear for a while.” I say shocking the others at my insight into our Dom. They really shouldn’t be surprised though, as the most submissive and most likely to freak out when left unattended, I spend the most time with her.
“Well I still don’t like that she is fucking another man.” Daphne glares at the door where we can here the moans and cries of the two people in the room going at it.
“Well, it sounds like they are done now.” Blaze says and we listen for a moment. He’s right, we hear nothing. We all rush the door and spill into the room falling to a heap on the floor. I, being the last in and therefor on the top of the pile get up first and race up the steps to the bed the others following as the untangle themselves from each other. Once up by the bed I walk around so that I can see who is in bed with our Tia and almost laugh as I see Adrian Angesombre laying beneath Tia, their wings acting as a blanket to their naked bodies and a bloody patch on the gorgeous man’s neck.
“What’s so funny Draco?” Oliver asks from behind me.
“His neck is bloody in a very special place.” I muse and the others instantly put a hand to their necks all in the exact same place.
“That’s can’t be.” Fred says changing so that he can use his wings to fly and get a better look. “She told us that she only has the six of us, she can’t have another mate.”
“And yet he is marked and she has blood on her lips.” I state looking at Tia’s perfect mouth. I lean down and press a kiss to her lips gently. Her eyes flutter open and she smiles before shifting back into her human form and falling back to sleep. Adrian, now slightly cold opens his eyes and upon seeing us tries to sit up on he can’t because Tia is using him as a pillow.
“Pardonnez-moi. Je suis desole, je suis ici dans votre lit.” The others look at him confused.
“What did he say? Do any of you speak French?” Oliver asks us.
“Apparently Tia fucked the English language right out of him.” George laughs causing Fred to laugh as well.
“He said, ‘Pardon me. I’m sorry I’m in your bed.” I tell them all and roll my eyes. I look back down at the sexiest man I have ever seen, besides Harry of course. “Are you Tia’s” I ask in English. He nods.
“Oui.”
“Then you being in our bed is perfectly acceptable.” Oliver assures him at least knowing the simple word meaning yes.
“May we join?” I ask getting the feeling that the type of creature that he is, though I don’t recall what exactly he is, is in fact rather skittish around people. He looks around at all of us a moment and then gives a jerky nod and tightens his hold on Tia how shifts slightly to accommodate the crushing of her ribs. Oliver waves a hand and all of our clothes are gone and we start to get into bed, Blaze and I on either side of Tia and Adrian followed by the twins then Daph and Oliver. Once we are all settled Oliver conjures a couple blankets over us to keep us all warm.

Tia’s POV
So warm! I snuggle down into the hot chest I’m using as a pillow and back into the warm body behind me and sigh contentedly. I have all my mates with me now. My family is complete! My eyes snap open and I shoot up into a sitting position. “My family is complete! I have to seal the bond. I have to seal it NOW!” As soon as the last word leaves my mouth my wigs tare thru the skin of my back in their haste to be free. I start to glow and all of my mates are awake now nervous.
“Tia?” Draco asks looking at me scared. “What is going on?”
“It is time my loves, it is time to seal our bond!” All of them are glowing now as well. Me in silver, Draco in pale blue, Oliver in vibrant green, Daphne in aqua, Fred in fire red and George in royal blue, Blaze is sunshine yellow, and Adrian is a bright electric purple.
The glow starts from inside of our bodies and radiates out as soon as all the colors are touching there is a blinding flash of light and then the feeling of need, desire, lust, and passion fills all of us to the point of bursting. We don’t think anymore, all that drives us is the primal need to copulate. We take it slowly at first, each of us grabbing a partner but as soon as we have made the connection with our first partner the slowness goes and we take everything fast and hard. We lose ourselves to the mating, to the heat of passion and love that is tying us together minds, bodies, and souls. The eight of us were separate, but when the senses come back to us, at the end of the sealing we will be one, we will truly be, family.
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A/N- I love you all and think you so much for reading. Only a couple more chaps now and then Topsy is over, but remember there will be a sequile to it. Also, sorry about the wait, I had ment to post this and a one shot on Halloween... but I was too dang drunk, now I'm sitting at home sick and working on the one shot...
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