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The Power of Three	By : Queenie_Mab Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 14418 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
Disclaimer: Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations from Harry Potter, created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers: Bloomsbury, Scholastic, and Warner Bros. No money is being made and no copyright infringement intended

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A/N ... Just a heads up. This is an old story of mine. I wrote it years ago as an attempt to see if I could pull off a novel legth fic and cram as many fandom cliches into one fic as possible. We have forced bonding, veela fic, mpreg, and some as/s too. I am not a fan of Ginny bashing, but there is a bit of it present, though all is not what it seems. Please know too that all the characters are chock full of flaws and bad choices in this. They are human and imperfect and even assholes at times.

Harry sat in Luna's office on the red plush couch next to Draco. Across from him in the purple chair sat Ginny, glaring daggers at him. Astoria made herself comfortable in a pink straight-backed chair, while Luna took her customary place, on the floor on a large orange pouf. Harry wondered at her logic, being as pregnant as she was, she'd surely need help to get up.

"Harry, Draco, would you please explain what has happened?" Luna began, her voice dreamy and bored-sounding.

Harry looked over to Draco for some direction, but Draco didn't look at him. He was glaring at Astoria. Harry felt his stomach drop and wanted to scream or shake Draco to get him to pay attention. Instead he looked over to Ginny and began to explain.

"Look, Gin. It was an accident. You see, the last day of the war, I saved Draco's life three times, but I didn't think it was that big of a deal."

Ginny looked at him, shocked. "You mean that's why you're gay? Because of the Power of Three?"

"No," Harry stammered, trying to figure out how to explain himself. "I've always known I fancied blokes, but I didn't want anybody to know about it. I already felt like enough of a freak and the entire Wizarding world was looking to me to be a hero. You know I wasn't raised in this world; I have a general idea of how life debts work, but this confounds me. I still don't quite understand it."

"So, you just married me to pretend that you were normal," Ginny said with irritation. "How do you think the children are going to react to that?"

"Argh, I hate talking to you when you get like this," Harry groaned. "You won't listen to reason."

Luna interrupted their fight. "Let's stop there with you two, and hear from Draco now. I believe he's the one that has done the research on the Power of Three bond, judging by the book in his lap."

Everybody looked to Draco except Harry, who stared down at the floor.

"The Power of Three bond is most likely carried out by those one cares for, but in Harry's case, he saved my life even though he didn't like me. I think it was that hero complex he has that drove him to do it. Once the three life debts are in place, the two people involved are destined to be with each other. If they don't come together, they will go on to live lives that are greatly unsatisfying. I had no idea that Harry had actually saved me three times or I would have taken action years ago. I only found out last night after the bond was sealed, before we knew what we were doing."

"Excuse me?" Astoria interrupted. "How exactly do you seal a bond like this?"

"We fucked," Draco answered, giving her a challenging stare.

Ginny's face went red, and Harry continued to stare at the floor, wishing the sofa would swallow him whole.

"So, if I may continue, I'll explain what happened to our marriages."

Everybody fell silent, and Luna nodded her head approvingly.

"Once the bond is sealed, all other magical contracts with those involved cease to be. So, basically the children sired during the marriage are considered born out of wedlock, regardless of the fact that they weren't, technically; marriage certificates are voided—it's as if the marriages never took place. Harry and I are bound now. Even our magical signatures have meshed. There's no way to break this bond, and to be honest, I wouldn't want to even if there was."

Harry finally looked at Draco and found himself staring into those cool grey eyes. He felt like his heart was melting staring at Draco, and was taken by an urge to kiss him right there for saying what he did. But he reined in his emotions and tried to act casual.

"I still want to know about the children," Ginny stated suddenly. "It's as if they were born out of wedlock? Does that mean that they are no longer heirs to either of you?"

"No," Draco answered, turning to look at Ginny. "It's as if they are no longer heirs to you. Harry has full parental rights over them. They carry his name."

"And Scorpius?" Astoria interjected.

"Same thing," Draco answered not sparing her a glance. He was still staring at Ginny, who was growing redder with each passing moment.

Luna spoke up then. "So, basically, Harry and Draco are bonded and share parental rights to all of the children. They have both expressed interest in setting up accounts with their solicitors to make sure that you two are taken care of, and I'm sure they will not deny you the right to see your children. Is that correct, gentlemen?"

Harry wondered how Luna could remain so detached when talking about the dissolution of his life as he'd known it.

"Yes, that's right," Harry said instantly.

"I will set up a trust for you, Astoria, but you'll have to earn the right to see Scorpius. I'll be taking him home with me during the holidays."

"Why is that?" she spat angrily.

"Because you are not a stellar mother. You ignore him when he's home and I spend all of my time with him. You two are not close and never have been. When you decide that you actually want to see my son, I will allow you supervised visitation."

"Draco Malfoy, you are a right bastard," Astoria said with a hiss.

"Be that as it may, my position stands, and you will have to live with it. You'll hear from my solicitors tomorrow. You may stay at the Manor as you have grown accustomed, and you will receive a sizeable allowance, but that's all I'm going to do for you until you grow up and decide to take some responsibility for yourself."

Ginny looked to Harry, her colour returning to normal. "Harry, what about us?"

"Hmm? Oh. Well, I'll have my solicitor split everything I own down the middle with you and you may keep the house. I won't deny you the children, but we will have equal time with them. You can have them for Christmas this year, but I want them for Boxing Day. It'll all be spelled out in the contract." He rubbed his temples to try to stave off a great headache that was threatening to overwhelm him. "I still don't know what is going to happen to me. Draco and I need to talk about our plans alone."

Luna struggled to get up out of her pouf and was finally successful. "I think it's time for the women to return home. It's very rude to send Howlers, so I do hope you refrain from them in the future."

Ginny and Astoria got to their feet. They left by the Floo without another word, taking a lot of the sense of anger with them.

Once free of the women, Harry breathed a sigh of relief. The room felt much more comfortable. He still couldn't believe all that was happening to him. He turned to Draco.

"What are we going to do? I mean, do you want to live as a bonded couple? We hardly know each other. Should we live in separate flats for a while or what? I'm confused over the whole thing."

Draco put his hands on Harry's biceps and turned him to face him. "Harry, I told you under the influence of Veritaserum that I've fancied you for years. I want you to come and live with me. I want to wake up to you in the mornings and have your face be the last thing I see before I fall asleep every night. You are my dream come true."

Harry didn't quite know how to respond. He felt the same way, but was hesitant about saying as much. So he simply answered, "Okay."

"Well, you two," Luna said serenely. "I hope you don't find me rude, but I'd like to declare this meeting over. I need to spend some time with Rolf."

"Of course," Draco answered for them, getting to his feet and holding out a hand to Harry, who followed.

"Thanks, Luna," Harry said. "Thank you for everything."

"You're welcome."

Harry took the Floo powder and Flooed back to Draco's flat, looking around at all of the phallic symbols everywhere. Not a decor conducive to the bringing up of teenagers.

Draco arrived moments later and came up behind Harry, wrapping his arms around his waist and kissing softly at his ear. "We'd better get the solicitors up to speed on everything so we uphold our end of the bargains with the women. And then, I want you naked and sprawled on my bed so I can devour you properly."

Harry couldn't help but smile.

***

After a day spent dealing with solicitors and Ministry paperwork galore, Harry and Draco found some time to relax in Draco's large, black, marble bathtub built for two. They had pulled out the truthwhisky again, so that they were sure their conversation was entirely honest and equal.

Harry sat on one side of the tub on the built-in bench relaxed, water up to his chest, and his arms resting on the sides of the tub. Draco sat a few feet away on the other bench relaxing in very much the same manner.

"Draco," Harry began, slightly apprehensive.

"Uh-huh?"

"What are we going to tell our children? Our lives have just been turned upside-down and it's not just us that has to suffer the consequences, but our families as well."

"Do you feel like you're suffering, Harry?"

"No," Harry replied. "I feel wonderful when I'm with you, but I'm concerned about how my kids are going to react to the news that not only are their parents not married any longer, but their father is gay and living with another man."

Draco gave Harry a lingering look. "I've always found the best way to deal with children is to tell them the truth. If you don't, they'll find out eventually and then never trust you again. You'd be amazed by what children can handle. Scorpius knows of my lifestyle, but I don't rub his nose in it. I think he'll be happy for me that I've found a partner to share my life with. That is what you want, isn't it?"

"Yes," Harry answered. "But I'm still not sure if it's not the bond talking or if it's me. I mean, I really didn't like you while we were in school."

"I know; it killed me to have you dislike me so much. A lot of the shit I pulled in the early years was me trying to get your attention in any way I could. It really backfired. Why did you save my life?"

"I didn't want you to die," Harry answered. "You may have been a complete prick, but I admit that I found at least your body to be attractive. Also, Dumbledore wanted you to live untainted by murder. I saw you lower your wand in the Astronomy Tower that night. I saw that you were so close to coming over to our side. I think you would have if the other Death Eaters hadn't been present."

"God, I hate remembering that day. That was the day I truly lost my innocence. I realised what serving the Dark Lord really entailed and it made me sick. How did you see me that night? I thought Dumbledore was alone."

"He Petrified me beneath my invisibility cloak, so I couldn't interfere. I witnessed the whole thing and was powerless to stop any of it. It made me feel very small, but once the spell was lifted, I went after Snape like you wouldn't believe. If he hadn't had feelings for my mother, I'm not sure... well, I'm just not sure. He was a great man and a war hero, yet he hated me with such passion."

"Yes, Severus did have a bit of a personality defect. I'm just glad you came to understand what a powerful and good wizard he actually was. I'm glad that I realised it."

"Draco?"

"Yes, Harry?'

"It's getting a little chilly over here. Do you want to come over and warm me up a bit?"

Draco grinned and pushed off of the wall, meeting Harry within seconds. He stood in the tub and bent over to claim Harry's mouth in a passionate kiss. Harry kissed back with all of the emotion he felt for Draco, trying to make him understand just how much his closeness meant to him.

Draco lowered himself, straddling Harry's thighs and looked deep into his eyes. Harry felt like those eyes could see straight through him and that no secret was safe from Draco, yet at the same time every secret would be kept safe by Draco. His cock began to fill.

"I want you so bad," Draco whispered into Harry's ear, further sending blood to pool between his legs.

"H—how do you want me?" Harry stammered, all thoughts of reasoning thrown out.

"I want you right where you are. I want to climb on top of you and ride you like a stallion. I want you to fuck me deep, so that I can feel it tomorrow."

Now Harry was standing at full attention and Draco was gliding their cocks together in the lavender-oil-scented bathtub water.

Draco leaned in and kissed Harry, softly at first and then firmer as they became more excited.

"What about lube?" Harry asked, breaking free for a breath at the same time.

"I think lavender oil should work well. It won't mix fully with the water and should be lubrication enough."

Draco leaned over and pressed one of the taps, filling his hand with the thick smell of lavender. He slicked Harry's cock with it beneath the water and fingered his own hole with his oily hands, before holding onto the base of Harry's cock and gently guiding it inside him. Harry knew what heaven felt like, wrapped up in Draco's velvet heat. Draco was lowering himself inch by careful inch until he was fully seated on top of Harry, and Harry felt the need to thrust immediately.

He waited though for Draco to make the first move. Draco used the sides of the tub to lift himself partially off of Harry, and then to let himself back down on top of him, groaning with pleasure. He repeated the movement and Harry thrust up into him as he came down, starting a rhythm of fucking that was absolutely brilliant.

When they were connected in such an intimate way, all of Harry's doubts dissolved, and he felt pure and utter completeness and love. Love like he'd never understood it before.

Draco was sighing now with each thrust, head thrown back and mouth open. His hair dishevelled; he looked gorgeous like this. Harry wanted to be the only one to ever witness Draco let go in such a way and began fucking in earnest to claim him for himself.

The bathwater was rolling and waves of it spilled onto the floor, but Harry didn't care; all that mattered was that he was inside of Draco, that they were connected and about ready to share a pleasure so great, that nothing else mattered. The world could disappear for all he cared.

The scent of arousal and the lavender combined threatened to overwhelm Harry. He was in such bliss, such a state of peace. He felt his bollocks draw up tight, and the warmth pooling in his groin, and knew that he was close. He wrapped a hand around Draco's straining member and began to stroke it in time with his thrusts, until he couldn't hold back any longer, and he unloaded deep inside Draco, leaning forward and biting his shoulder to keep from calling out.

Draco continued to bounce on top of his still-hard cock and to rock back and forth with Harry's strokes until he too, unleashed a flood of come, which sank beneath the surface of the water slick with lavender oil pools.

The smell of lavender and come was brilliant, Harry decided then as he helped Draco pull himself free of Harry's lap.

Draco winced.

"Are you all right?" Harry asked, concerned.

"Perfect. I'll feel it tomorrow, just like I said I wanted to. I think we're clean enough, let's get to bed, yeah? I've got to open the bookshop tomorrow. I have a shipment coming in."

They unplugged the bath and climbed out, Harry helping Draco. They towelled off and padded back into the bedroom to crawl naked and clean, into Draco's freshly laundered sheets, courtesy of his house-elf, Nimbly.

As they lay face-to-face on the pillows, Harry asked, "What made you decide to open a bookshop?"

Draco cracked a grin. A beautiful sight, Harry thought.

"I love books and I wanted to do something with my life that was on the outskirts of the Wizarding community, to try to maintain a low profile. So The Dragon's Egg was born and it caters to wizards and Muggles alike. I deal in rare and hard to find books, and you'd be amazed at the market for them. I've racked up quite a fortune in trade."

"That sounds wonderful," Harry said. "I've never had a job. I didn't need one financially and I wanted to be present while my children were growing up, but I think I've missed out on a lot by holing myself up with my family. Not that I regret an instant spent with the kids."

"Do you want to try it?" Draco asked, smirk in place.

"Try what?" Harry asked, confused.

"Working. I've been in need of an assistant for several months and would prefer a wizard, so he can cater to all clientele. What do you say? Work for me?"

Harry yawned and stretched. "All right. I'll give it a try, but I can't promise you anything. But tomorrow I'm going to head over to Hogwarts and tell my children about the news before Ginny gets to them."

"Harry, Ginny shouldn't be able to get to them. The documents don't go into effect until later this week and Hogwarts won't recognise her as their mother, so she'll not be able to meet with them or to pull them out of school."

"Oh," Harry said quietly.

"What's the matter?" Draco asked.

"I'm feeling sorry for Gin; she's really getting the raw end of this deal. I mean one day she's the wife of Harry Potter, saviour extraordinaire and all of that rubbish, and the next, her name's been taken from her, the prestige she's grown accustomed to, her children taken away. I mean, it's got to be very hard on her."

"I'm sure it is," Draco said. "But we'll get through this together, I promise. I'll hold off on opening the shop and come up to Hogwarts with you tomorrow. Scorpius should hear the news from me at the same time."

"What about your shipment?" Harry asked.

"It's a Muggle shipment. I'll just make them think that they should deliver the day after tomorrow. It's no big deal."

"If you say so," Harry said, growing ever drowsier, relishing the softness of Draco's sheets and bed and the smoothness of the body beside him. The smell of sex and lavender were still caught in his nose and making him sleepy and content in a way he'd never felt before, probably not since he was a baby in his parents' home. He drifted off to sleep with Draco running his fingers through his thick, black hair.

They woke the next morning to an incessant tapping at the window. Harry got up to fetch the message. It was Pigwidgeon, Ron's tiny owl, carrying yet another Howler. He untied the letter, and the small owl flew away as quickly as possible. The Howler was just beginning to smoke when Harry warned Draco. "Get ready, Ron's not too happy with me."

Harry,

What did you do to my sister? She's at Mum's and won't tell anybody anything. She just keeps crying. Dad actually caught her trying to splinch herself, so don't say it's nothing or just a misunderstanding. This is serious. If she doesn't get help soon, it'll be the Janus Thickey ward. Just think long and hard on whatever it is you have done and fucking fix it.

"Damn," Draco observed. "She's really not holding up very well."

Harry looked over at him, "You think? I have to deal with this, but first, let's go to Hogwarts and get the children out of the way. Then I'll face the ire of Ron and Hermione. God, this is going to be an awful day."

Draco sat up and patted the place beside him on the bed. Harry climbed up and allowed Draco to hold him for a while and whisper reassurances in his ear.

They got up shortly after and drafted an owl to Headmistress McGonagall requesting the four children be pulled out of morning classes for a visit from their fathers.

"I have a very bad feeling about this," Harry said. "What if they hate me now?"

Draco tried to be understanding, but he couldn't lie to Harry and promise him that his children would understand. Being teenagers, they most likely wouldn't.

"Just remember, Harry. The truth, no matter how painful, is probably the best thing we can give them right now."

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