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Trifecta	By : Sablesilverrain Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 69992 -:- Recommendations : 5 -:- Currently Reading : 12
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“And we slide down there to get to it.”

Severus grimaced. “Really? There are no stairs?”

Harry frowned. “Well, I’ve never tried to…” //Stairs.// Harry hissed.

The pipe widened, and a staircase appeared.

Harry flushed. “Oh. Apparently, there are stairs.” He said, embarrassed.

Severus chuckled. “That’s better.” He said and led the way down.

Harry followed with a grin. He felt a little foolish for never asking for stairs before, but as long as Severus didn’t call him an idiot, he was going to ignore his embarrassment.

They came to the door and Harry opened it with another soft hiss and led Severus through.

Severus saw the basilisk corpse and it seemed he would weep at the amount of ingredients he could still harvest from the giant creature.

Harry waved toward it. “It’s all yours. I’m not going to use any of it.”

Severus seemed in awe as he approached it and looked into the open mouth. “Yes, there is still a venom sac left, and it’s full!” He drew out a vial covered in cheesecloth and carefully milked the sac, then stoppered the vial once full. “I am going to be able to brew so many things with this!”

Harry chuckled. “Need any help with scales or anything?” He asked.

Severus smiled. “You just keep me company. I can harvest the rest myself. I like to do it; it helps me plan how to use it.” He said.

Harry chuckled. “Alright, I’ll just hang out.” He sat down, leaning his back against the giant snake. “How did you get into potions, anyway?”

“Mm?” Severus hummed distractedly. “Oh. My mother. She taught me the basics before I came to Hogwarts, while my father was out getting drunk. It was one of the few happy memories I have of before I came here.” He said, a small, sad smile touching his lips.

“Oh. Sorry for bringing up bad memories.” Harry said.

“You only brought up good ones; there is nothing to forgive. How did you kill this thing?” Severus asked.

Harry snorted. “Fawkes helped. He brought the Sorting hat—"

“What good could that do?!” Severus muttered.

“—and blinded the Basilisk so it couldn’t, you know, look me to death.”

Severus groaned, most likely at Harry’s horrible wording.

“The hat nearly knocked me out by dropping the sword of Gryffindor on my head when I asked it for help—bloody thing—but it did end up killing the Basilisk. I got bit, though, that's why the other venom sac is empty and the fang is gone.”

“It bit you?!” Severus asked.

Harry shrugged. “Yeah, and Fawkes cried on it, so I'm fine now, don’t worry.” He said lightly.

Severus shook his head. “You're very lucky you’re alive right now.” He said in wonder.

“Oh, trust me, I know.” Harry said cheerfully. “He keeps trying and I keep living. True to my horrible title.” He added.

Severus snorted.

Harry got comfortable and they chatted about nothing important to pass the time while Severus took his time plucking scales off the huge snake.

*****

After spending the day harvesting Basilisk parts and taking meals together in Severus' rooms, Harry sat to meditate under Severus' watchful eye, trying again to connect with his Animagus form.

He was an hour into it when a sharp tone broke him out of it.

“Potter! Stop!” Severus called out.

Harry pulled out of his meditation with great effort. “What?” He asked.

“Did you see your form?” Severus asked. “You must have, you were starting to grow fuzzy around the edges.”

Harry frowned. “No, it was just the same shape it always is.” He said.

“Which is what?” Severus asked, confused. Harry had been transforming, he had seen it enough times to recognize the signs.

“Just a black mass. Like a silk sheet. A black, silk sheet.” Harry said, frustration evident.

Severus blanched. “Oh, sweet merciful Merlin, no!” He breathed in horror.

“What?!” Harry asked.

“You can never register, Harry, and I’m afraid the Ethologus has influenced your Animagus form.” He said softly.

“Why? What am I?” Harry asked.

Severus let out a breath. “Your Animagus form is a Lethifold.”

Harry frowned. “And what the fuck is that?” He snapped.

“Dangerous beyond anything you’ve seen before. They cannot be killed, only driven away, and they eat wizards.” Severus told him. “Not magic, but the person it belongs to. Bones, flesh, everything.”

Harry paled and swallowed. “Oh. That’s… That’s bad.”

“Congratulations on the understatement of the year.” Severus drawled.

“So what are my options?” Harry asked.

“Finish attaining your form and use it as a secret weapon?” Severus suggested. “Unless the Ethologus takes over in that form, which could be… Problematic.”

“Yeah.” Harry murmured, deep in thought. “The whole ‘no conscience’ thing. Maybe I should do that alone with Lucius? He’d be the safest if it does take over fully.”

Severus glared at him. “You'd put him at risk like that?!” He asked sharply.

Harry glared right back. “He’s the one with the best chance of surviving a run-in with me in full-blown Ethologus mode!” He snapped. “You'd rather I eat you?!” He added.

Severus clamped his mouth shut and continued glaring.

Harry sighed. “I’m not going to take him from you, Severus. In any way. He'll be fine, and he may be the only person we can say that about. We need to know if my Animagus form is a viable weapon we can use, and there is only one way to be sure of that. I need to make it happen. But knowing what we do, it needs to be done in a controlled way. If we can assure that only the person the Ethologus will not kill or drain is with me, we can find out if I will retain my human mind while in that form without unnecessary death.” He said soothingly. “This is the best way. I know it’s scary, but it’s the least risky option. The best option.”

Severus growled. “Do not tell me when you choose to do this stupid thing. I’m better off not knowing.” He muttered. “The stress alone…”

“Besides, if I do lose myself in the transformation, he's probably the only one that can bring me back.”

Severus gave Harry a stricken look, then whispered, “I don’t want to lose you, either.”

Harry sent him a soft smile. “I'll do everything I can to ensure you don't. That’s why it has to be this way.”

Severus sighed and nodded. “I suppose you're right. Do you have to go back tonight?”

“No, tonight is for us.” Harry told him. “Tomorrow night I'll be with Lucius—I know you don’t like to hear it, but I’m not going to lie or hide it from you—and then Blaise gets me again.”

Severus swallowed thickly, then asked, “Is it okay with you if we just sleep tonight? Can you just hold me until you have to leave?” He sounded a little lost, unsure if the Vampire in Harry could refrain from having his submissive under him.

“If that’s what you need from me, then that’s what we'll do. Do you want to go to bed now?” Harry asked with a smile.

Severus nodded. “I'll feed you first, but yes, I want to sleep and forget we had this conversation for a few hours.”

“Then come here and feed me, then I'll hold you tight as you drift off. Today has been a good one, and I’m ready to call it a night, too.”

*****

Harry smiled at Severus as the man's eyes opened.

“How long have you been up?” He asked, voice raspy with sleep.

Harry’s smile widened. “Only an hour. Don't worry, your potion is still working. I did sleep for most of the night.” He assured the man. He ran a gentle hand through his hair and down his neck. “I’ve got to go. It’s five AM, I waited for you to wake so I could say goodbye.”

Severus smiled. “Well, then, I will see you later.” He leaned in and kissed Harry. “Go on, get back to your room and dress.”

Harry left and headed back to his room with Blaise. He entered and saw his dominant going through his wardrobe, muttering.

“What are you looking for?” He asked.

Blaise popped his head out. “I need my boots today. Draco and I are going into the Forest to harvest some of this special moss that grows in there. Have you seen them?” He asked.

Harry made a face. “Moss?” He echoed.

“It’s a special kind he needs for his potions project.” Blaise clarified.

“Okay. Have you checked under the bed?” He asked.

Blaise frowned, but went and checked. “What are they doing under there?” He wondered, pulling them out.

Harry grinned. “Last time you were wearing them, you decided to fuck me before they were put away. They ended up under there.”

Blaise smiled at the memory. “Oh, yeah. That was a good one.” He peered at Harry. “Tired out from last night, or do you want a quickie in the shower?”

Harry laughed. “Severus just wanted me to hold him last night, so sure, let's do that.”

They undressed and Harry turned on the water. He had just stepped under the spray when a rough hand between his shoulder blades shoved him into the wall. He gasped, hands coming to rest beside his shoulders as Blaise pressed himself against his back.

“Are you good with rough and fast, gorgeous?” Blaise breathed into his ear.

Harry gulped and nodded.

Blaise hummed happily and reached down to slip two fingers into Harry.

Harry moaned and pressed back into them. “More. You know I can take it.” He said.

Blaise chuckled and gave him a third finger, stretching him.

“Get in me!” Harry urged.

“Sure you want that?” Blaise checked, lining himself up.

Harry pushed back. “Yes!” He said. “You promised me rough and fast!”

Blaise chuckled. “Your wish is my command.” He said, then pressed in.

Harry laid his cheek against the wall, feeling Blaise stretch him full, and cried out when he immediately began moving, giving him no time to adjust. “Fuck!”

Blaise grabbed a handful of his hair and tugged until Harry’s head was leaning back against his shoulder. “You did ask for this, lover.” He reminded him, then nibbled at his throat. “Careful what you wish for.”

Harry smiled. “I wanted the burn. It’s good, just a bit more than I was expecting. Should have remembered it would be.” He returned lightly.

Blaise bit his neck hard, then began pounding into him, releasing his hair so he could lean against the wall again. The Italian started murmuring things in his native tongue, and while Harry couldn’t understand him, the love in his voice made it clear that whatever he was saying was complimentary to Harry, so the incubus preened under whatever praise was being whispered to him.

Blaise's hand slid around his neck, gripping lightly, not holding tight, but reminding Harry of what his dominant was capable of, not that they'd ever do things that way.

Blaise's hand slid upward, resting on his bottom lip, and the Italian whispered in his ear, “Are you close?”

Harry nodded, frantically chasing his own release, and Blaise hummed.

“Wrap your hand around my wrist. Squeeze if you need me to stop, but try to hold it until you come for me.”

Harry sucked in a quick breath, and Blaise slid his hand up, covering his mouth and pinching his nose shut as he sped his moves as much as he could, fucking Harry at a ferocious pace.

Harry felt his head beginning to grow lighter and was worried he would need to cut things short when he came, his release catching him by surprise.

He felt like it went on even longer, with his head spinning from lack of oxygen, and squeezed Blaise’s wrist.

Blaise let him breathe again, kissing the back of his neck. “That was great, gorgeous. My turn.” He pounded into Harry for a few moments, coming quickly and wrapping his arms around Harry's waist.

Harry moaned as Blaise pulled out and began to wash him. “You did great. Did you like it?” He checked.

“It was interesting.” Harry said. “Seemed to make my orgasm stronger.”

Blaise chuckled. “Yes, it’s supposed to. Alright, let’s get cleaned up, we might be late to breakfast.”

Harry grinned. “I'll take all the blame for that.” He said.

“If you want. Personally, I think Professor Snape deserves at least some. Withholding sex from an incubus, really.”

Harry snorted. “If I felt I had needed it, I had the option. But sometimes you just need to be what your mate needs of you. I would have made it to tomorrow night, anyway. Lucius probably will want sex.”

Blaise snorted. “Well, me first.”

Harry laughed. “Greedy.”

“I won’t see you as much over the break while they will be with you. I have every right to be.” Blaise said.

“I suppose you do.” Harry agreed.
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