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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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As soon as we materialize in the real world I round on the wraith that the elf still has tied up. I remove the gag from his mouth harshly and shake the creature. “I saw you die! How are you still alive?”
“I used to be a reaper, you should know how our kind works, you reek of my filthy, pathetic baby brother Adrian.” The monster spits after uttering the name of my newest mate like it’s poison in his mouth. I backhand him, his face jerking to the side.
“How DARE you speak of my mate like that!” I bring my hand back to strike him again only to have my hand caught by John.
“Tia, we don’t have time. We will deal with him as soon as we get back, or if you stay, I will deal with him for us, ok? The Other Realm is more important than a baby killing monster.” I take a deep breath and nod once I am calmer.
“You’re right John, you are always right.” He gives me a cocky smile that I return with a smack to the gut and we both look at the elf.
“I must congratulate you both on a job well done thus far. You have one test left. My Queen, it is for you. You have to remove the flame from the pool.” I nod and the three of us walk into the clearing to the waterfall at the far end. Once there we look into the pool at the base and see a glowing spot at the bottom of the deep pool of ice cold water.

Adrian’s POV
Sitting by the fire in the library at Tia’s house I idly turn the page of the ancient tome I am reading depicting the life of the man who built this place, Salazar Slytherin, Tia’s great something grandfather. I reach over to grab my cup, half full of coffee that is probably cold by now from the length of time it has sat there. A smile tugs at the corner of my mouth as I hear Draco and Ashley arguing about who is a better cook, Petunia, Tia’s Aunt, or Reana, Parvati and Padma’s birth mother. I put the book down to the side so that I can go see if they need a referee or not and pick up my cup to take to the kitchen for a refill.
I have gone three steps when my cup falls to the ground shattering because of a pain I feel in my head thru the bond to my oldest brother, the murderer who turned wraith on purpose. Professor Snape assures me that the connections that I feel to all of my blood family will fade and, with the exception of my mother and father, disappear after a few months. I fall to the ground clenching my jaw as I hold my head, flashes of my brother and what is happening to him are going thru my mind. He has been missing for months, not that any of us care, he went past the point of no return, he can never come home, he will never be the same. Gaston is dead. I see a quidditch pitch with people flying around. I feel my brother call his dark magic to create a storm. I see an image of one of the people falling and have just enough time to realize it is Draco before a winged dragonoid catches him only to lose him a moment later. The dragonoid tries to catch him again but misses. After a moment it flies towards my brother and I recognize, barley, John’s face. Then I am seeing him bound on the ground as my dominate yells at him and he insults me earning a smack for his efforts.
My eyes open and I stretch out on the floor. Tia and John must have been tested, they are almost to the door it seems. Poor Tia, my brother is the reason that her and Draco lost our first baby. I stand up and give myself a shake. My brother will truly be dead if I know the Dov King and my mate. I repair the cup from where it had shattered and clean the carpet before making my way to the sound of Draco and Ashley still yelling. I get there at the same time as the rest of my mates and Ash’s mom. The vampires takes her son by the ear and leads him away while Oliver swoops Draco up and motions for the rest of us to follow him. We do and he leads us up to our room, tossing Draco unceremoniously onto the bed. The blond boy bounces, nearly off the other side, his hair all askew now, a glare on his pretty lips. “What was that for?” He demands.
“Stop yelling.” Daphne tells him simply from where she is standing in front of me. “Adrian, be a love and help me with this dress.” She asks moving her hair out of the way. I oblige and slowly drag the zip down her back the two halves of the green dress separating to revel soft creamy skin. Once the zip is at the bottom of its track I slide my hands up her back and push the shoulders of the dress off of her causing it to fall reviling that she has no clothes on underneath the dress.
“I think Daph has a great idea.” Fred says already undressing Gorge. Gorge smirks at his brother and returns the favor. Oliver shrugs and undresses Blaze and himself quickly while the twins gang up on Draco and Daphne turns to me. I kick my boots off while she unbuttons my shirt and pushes it off my shoulders before pulling the other off over my head. The collar catches on the tie holding my hair up and it all falls loose around my face and shoulders like a curtain of shadows. I see her eyes go wide at the sights and smile down at her. She quickly gets my belt unhooked then my trousers. Pushing my boxers and pants down at the same time I step out of them once they hit the floor. Daphne leans down to unhook the straps of her stilettos, I grip her shoulders and pull her arms away. I push her to sit on the vanity stool and kneel on the floor before her. I pick up her left foot and hold it gently admiring how the strappy heel holds her foot in a beautiful shape. I kiss her ankle gently before moving down the arch of her foot to her big toe. I kiss it before taking the appendage, the nail painted gold, into my mouth and sucking on it gently, my tong teasing it slightly.
“Goddess.” She sighs causing me to look up at her as I move to the next tow, then the next and so on. I use my hold on the heel of the accessory to move her foot so that I can worship every inch of it before I place it on the floor and retrieve the other one giving it the same attention.
“I do not understand what Tia refuses to wear such works of art on her feet like you do.” I whisper before placing a kiss on the top of the dainty foot in my hand.
“I’m sure if she knew how much you like heels she would.” Oliver points out. The others have been waiting on us to join them it seems. “She’s very accommodating to our kinks. I just don’t understand how any man can like shoes though.
“He’s French, of course he like shoes. Where do you think all the best fashion comes from, shoes included.” Draco defends me. I smile over at the blond boy, the only one of our family that I am not submissive to. Though he is not submissive to me either. Our relationship is much like that of George and Daphne.
“Thank you Draco, but that is not why I like them. I like the beauty of the art it takes to make them, and the way that they make the foot look like a work of art when they are worn. I want to design such works when I finish school.” I stand up from the floor and then swoop Daphne up in my arms to carry her to our bed. She laughs as the suddenness of the movement tickles her stomach.
“I need to take my heels off Adrian.” She laughs pointing her toe to make her point.
“Non. Leave them on, s’il vous plait?”
“What if I stab someone with them? Or kick someone?”
“It will be fine Daph.” Oliver tells her. “If you don’t mind leaving them on we won’t mind it either.” She looks up at me a moment before smiling.
“Alright. But’s I’m not making a habit out of this.” I give her my most dazzling smile causing her eyes to blow wide with lust.
“I understand. Merci beaucoup Daphne.” I place her gently on the bed before kissing her, first gently and then not so gently. There is a flurry of movement around us and soon we are all consumed by the heat of our love and passion.

Tia’s POV
I can feel my mates in my mind, they are all in different stages of bliss and passion and I want to be there with them. I wish for just a second that they could all feel me the way that I can feel them, then I wouldn’t feel so lost. So alone. I know John is with me, but it’s not the same as being able to reach out and touch one of my mates, to curl up in a lap and feel the love of the person radiating off of their body and into mine. To feel them running their hands absently over my arms, or stomach, or legs, or back, not sexual, just calming. The promise of carnal acts based off of carnal desire and love with just the slightest shift from either of us. The fact that it wasn’t that long ago that I claimed my last mate, my Dark Angel, who just so happens to be as submissive as Draco, it is driving me crazy not being able to touch them, to smell them to see them!
“You’re hungry Tia. You should eat before you attempt this test.” My attention snaps to John and I shake my head.
“No. I’m not. The only thing that will fix me at this moment is getting the door open and returning to my mates. All of them have a bracelet that I gave them a few weeks ago, I had extras made for our children so Adrian got one after we sealed our bond. Anyway, it will call them to me, no matter where I am or they are, so as soon as I get the throne room I will say the words that will call them to me.”
“A wonderful idea my dear, why didn’t I think of something like that?” I shrug and look back at the flame at the bottom of the pool.
“When we get there, will you need my help to open the door from my realm to yours’?”
“No. You will be free to leave me to my own devises once we are thru the door.” I nod and pull the Wisp Catcher Gauntlets out of my pack and put them on. Fully displaying I dive into the pool and swim to the bottom where I reach out and grab the burning flame in both hands. I place my feet on the ground and push up hard, shooting towards the surface. Once my head breaks the surface I take a deep breath of much needed air into my lungs.
“Did you get it?” The Elf asks me and I nod.
“Yes, I did.” I swim to the bank and climb out the flame still held in my hands.
“Very good. Now, go to the tree and place the flame to it. It will open the door and keep it open until you decide to seal it. If you want the door closed again the flame will be returned to where it has been at rest since the last time the door was closed.” I nod and walk to the yew tree.
“Are you ready Tia?” John asks slightly behind me to my left. I nod.
“I feel like my whole life has led up to this point.” I confide in my friend. “I will finally be going home.” I place the flame on the tree and wait on baited breath a s it catches. Three heartbeats later there is a glow that starts on the edges of the hollow between two twisted branches, moments later it is a swirling vortex of light and color. I take a deep breath and step thru. Falling thru time and space it seems like. I close my eyes against the dizzying display going on around me.
I feel my feet touch solid ground, the air hitting my face is warm and gentle, bringing with it the smell of flowers. I hear the laughter of children off to my left and the bustle of people to my right.
“My Queen!” My eyes snap open and I am staring into the face of a very shocked Lilonixa a wide smile grows on her lips as I smile and wave at her.
“I did it!”
“So you did! Welcome to the Other Realm!” I rush at her and hug her. I hear John come thru the portal a moment after I let my friend go. I turn to the Dovah King a wide smile on my face.
“Welcome to my home!”
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A/N- This is the final chapter of this tale! I do so hope that you all loved it as much as I loved writing it! I am so sorry that it took me so long to finish! For those of you that stuck with me from beguinning to end I think you and I hope you think it was worth it! There will be a follow up story to this one called The Other Queen. I hope to get it started after the first of the year but I won't be posting until July or Augist some time. That will give me some time to get a few chapters done so that i don't fall hopelessley behind again... it took me 4 years and a month to do 40 chapters... that's bad if you think about it that way. But I think that with everything that happened while I was wrighting this that that's better than it could have been!
To my most loyal Nari-chan, you are what kept this story going when i had thought to give up on it! You are what will give life to it's sequile.
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