Trifecta | By : Sablesilverrain Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 69992 -:- Recommendations : 5 -:- Currently Reading : 12 |
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Harry woke to his alarm and sat up, cancelling it and leaning down to give a sleepy Severus a kiss. “Have to get back to my room now. See you at breakfast.” He said.
Severus hummed. “Yes. See you then.” He sleepily agreed, rolling over as Harry left the bed.
Harry chuckled as he left the room and hurried toward his own. Blaise would just be getting up now, early riser that he was. He got to the room and entered, seeing Blaise stirring in bed, sleepily rubbing his eyes as he roused. “Hey.” He said, stripping out of yesterday's uniform.
Blaise cleared his throat. “Hey. So where'd you sleep? Vampire or other?”
Harry grinned. “Severus monopolized me. Greedy bastard that he is. I love him, don’t get me wrong, but the whole sharing thing is a major sticking point with him. He's doing much better now, though, so there's hope for our arrangement yet.” Harry said lightly. “Join me? I have news.”
Blaise jumped out of bed and as they showered, Harry filled him in on his meditation and the results he'd already gotten.
“So you don’t want to register?” Blaise asked as they dressed once out of the shower.
Harry shook his head. “Not really. It would be a great trump card against Voldemort, you have to admit.”
“I suppose it would.” Blaise agreed. “You'd have made a terrible Auror with an outlook like that though.”
Harry shrugged. “Maybe not. My dad was an unregistered Animagus, and he was a really good Auror.”
Blaise snorted. “To be fair, he had all of two years to let the secret slip. It's more likely to happen the longer you stay in the job.” He pointed out.
Harry hummed. “You may have a point there.” He conceded. “What do you think I could be?”
Blaise shrugged. “Jungle cat, maybe? You said you didn’t get a shape, just the impression of an apex predator, right? Did you get any colours associated with it?” He asked.
“None.” Harry answered. “Just a black mass.”
“Panthers are black. But you might have just gotten that because it’s so early.” He remarked. “Keep in mind, you could also be a black bear. They're primarily predators, too.”
Harry shrugged. “Yeah, maybe. I'll see something eventually. If getting impressions was this easy, it might even be soon.” He said hopefully.
They finished getting ready, then headed to breakfast.
*****
“The first thing you need to learn,” Severus said, walking into the classroom and rolling up his sleeves, “Is how to properly crush, grind and powder ingredients. Several of your potions turned out unusable because the granules were the wrong size."
As he readied a mortar and pestle, Harry frowned. “How do you know that?”
Severus pointed to himself. “Youngest Potions Master in centuries.” He answered, then pointed to Harry. “Hopeful disciple. Listen.”
Harry bristled.
Severus placed a runespoor egg in the mortar and stepped aside. “Crush this.” He said.
Harry came up and took up the pestle. He placed it atop the egg and pressed down, and the egg cracked and crumbled. He began to move the pestle around.
“Stop!” Severus snapped, and Harry froze. “Lift the pestle, and take a look.”
Harry lifted it and looked at the pieces of egg shell.
“That is crushed. Be careful with softer things not to over-grind them. Clean it. You can Vanish the egg shell, but usually, it is best to use a clean cloth to wipe the mortar, to make sure no residue is left behind to contaminate your next ingredient.” He advised.
Harry nodded, cleaning the mortar and pestle, then wiping them with a cloth he conjured, since Severus had not supplied one.
Severus hummed. “Look at that; you can be taught.” He said, impressed with Harry’s dedication.
Harry smiled, setting the cloth aside.
Severus placed a moonstone in the mortar. “Grind this.”
Harry picked up the pestle and began hitting the stone with it.
“No!” Severus snapped. “You'll waste it doing that.” He said more calmly.
Harry huffed. “Then how do I get it to break?!” He snapped.
Severus chuckled. “Apply steady pressure.” He told Harry. “Press down hard, and rock the pestle in a circular motion. The stone will break, but it will take about two minutes of rocking before it does so.” He told Harry. “Do not be disheartened.”
Harry nodded and began following his instructions. After what seemed like forever, the stone began to break, and Harry set to grinding with satisfaction.
Severus stopped him again when he was done, and had him examine the size of the granules. “This is properly ground. Notice how it looks like salt. That is the size of something ground. If you are trying to crush something and it ends up this size, you've gone too far. Start over with that ingredient, or you will get a useless potion. Time allows for two accidents in technique while still able to complete the Potion on time. Keep that in mind, and do not rush.” He said.
“Right.” Harry muttered.
“Now, powder that. It should be easy now.”
Harry pressed the pestle down and began to roll it, working the moonstone into a fine dust. He stopped when it was a powder.
“Very good. So that will not need improvement. Again, if something needs to be ground and you do that, throw it out and start over.” Severus said.
“Okay.” Harry said.
“Now, we will apply the knowledge you have gained.” Severus said, grabbing a second mortar and pestle. “Grind a small moonstone, powder three lacewing flies, then mix them into a paste with three drops of moondew.” He said.
Harry winced. He cleaned the mortar he had just been using, went to the cupboard to gather the other two ingredients, and set to work.
Severus watched for the fifteen minutes the process took, and when Harry announced that he was done, Severus came over and inspected the paste. He took some on his finger and rubbed it between his index and thumb, then nodded before grabbing the cloth Harry had conjured and wiping it off. “Good.” He took a vial out of his pocket and scooped the paste into it.
Harry gave him a quizzical look, and Severus gifted him with a rare, proud smile.
“You did well enough that I can use this in a potion I have simmering in my private lab. Well done. You've done the next step for me.”
Harry frowned. “Hey!” He protested.
Severus smirked. “If I am going to babysit you rather than work on my experiments, I am damn well going to benefit from the experience.”
Harry sighed. “Fair point. I can live with that.” He said.
Severus raised his chin and pressed a quick kiss to his lips. “Go enjoy the rest of your break. You have half an hour left.” He said.
Harry brightened. “Yes, Sir!” He said happily, then rushed from the room.
*****
Harry knocked on the door, and Lucius opened after a short time. He saw no one there and sighed, stepping aside. “Come in, Mr. Potter, and take off the charm.”
Harry stepped in and pulled off his invisibility cloak, then noticed they were not alone. “Oh, hello, Draco.” He said lightly.
Draco's brow lifted. “Potter. Wandering about after curfew? I should give you a detention for that.” He drawled.
Harry smiled brightly at him. “But you can't. I've got a free pass to visit Lucius whenever I want. Even after curfew.” He said smugly. “Dumbledore's rule.”
Draco fumed.
“Why are you here so late?” Lucius asked, sitting and patting his lap, since the other chair was occupied.
Harry took the offer, sitting in his lap. “I’m here to spend the night. Why else would I have come in my pyjamas?” He asked.
Lucius' eyes widened. “You… You only do that with the others.” He said slowly.
Harry frowned. “Up ‘til now, that’s been true. But I'm ready to take our relationship to the next level, and—”
“Alright, leaving!” Draco shouted, getting up. “Bye, Father. Potter. Enjoy yourselves, but I so do not want to hear about it!” He left in a hurry.
Harry watched him leave in confusion, then started laughing. “Oh, God, he thought I meant sex!” He said, as realization dawned.
Lucius chuckled. “Well, I haven’t told him yet that that particular bridge has been crossed.” He said. “But what did you mean by ‘the next level?’”
Harry smiled and traced his lips with a finger. “We haven’t had that closeness I share with the others. I've never just slept with you before. It's time. Tonight is for you. And me. For us.” He told the man.
Lucius smiled. “I think I'd like that.” He said.
Harry kissed him, then made a face. He slid down from Lucius’ lap to kneel at his feet. He went to undo Lucius' trousers, and Lucius stopped him.
“What?” Harry asked, sitting back on his heels. “Why can’t I suck you? I can tell you need it now.”
Lucius' face flamed, and Harry's curiosity sharpened.
“There are… I have… Secrets.” He whispered.
“That I can’t know?” Harry asked sadly.
Lucius had to look away, focusing on his knees rather than Harry's eyes.
“Does anyone else know?” Harry pressed.
Lucius cleared his throat, then nodded once.
Harry felt his heart sink.
“Does Narcissa know?” He asked, softer.
“Yes.” Lucius whispered in shame, closing his eyes.
Harry's heart broke. “But I can't?” He asked, almost whispering himself.
Lucius opened his eyes, sighed, and relaxed. “Fine. Go ahead. Just don't… Laugh.”
Harry frowned and opened his trousers. He found… Lace.
Pink lace.
Covering Lucius' semi-hard cock.
He swallowed and felt his cock harden to the point of pain. “Are those…” He let out a breath, then whispered, “Panties?”
Lucius bit his lip and nodded, hesitant.
Harry groaned and leaned in to kiss the lace-covered bulge. “Change of plans. Let's take this to the bedroom. I’m going to need you spread out under me, wearing nothing but these.” He said firmly, standing. “God, that's so hot!” He moaned.
Lucius smiled widely. “I'm glad you like them. Let's go to the bedroom.”
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