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Overdosed On Love	By : MissiYoung Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 51568 -:- Recommendations : 4 -:- Currently Reading : 6
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Moving on to CHAPTER FIVE
�Why do I get the feeling the books didn�t tell me the whole story?�
Harry didn�t seem angry, just...resigned. He did stop wriggling around on the Veela�s lap trying to escape when Draco let out a nearly silent groan of appreciation, however.
�Well, what do you know?�
Remus seemed truly interested, so Harry dutifully repeated everything he�d learned over the last two days, ending the recitation with, �And never mix two Pepper-Up Potions with five cups of coffee. It gives you homicidal tendencies,� and a cheeky grin.
With a shake of his head, and a muttered, �Idiotic children these days,� Snape slipped into Professor mode.
�We�ve known you were our mate for, respectively, anywhere from just over a year to the day you were born. Ideally, the wolf would have garnered a betrothal from your parents when you turned seven, the time when Pureblood betrothals are fostered. However, that was not meant to be. He then would have begun wooing you, ensuring your love and devotion by your coming of age.�
Harry glanced at Remus, who nodded and took up the narrative.
�Once I met you again, I was nearly overwhelmed by your magic. However, I couldn�t very well start courting a thirteen year old who didn�t know anything about the situation-especially without parental consent. So I presented myself as a potential mate to Albus. I was told in no uncertain terms that I would not be allowed to approach you until the war was over. It would seem he thought you�d be distracted.�
To say that Harry was livid would be a gross understatement.
�He had no right to do that! What would have happened if I�d never found out and saw you August second at the �Clubhouse� like I�d planned? You could have claimed me by force, and I would have resented-and feared-you for the rest of my life. Manipulative, psycho, fucking bastard! All for his precious fucking war. All right, who am I gonna hear about next?�
Sightly dazed at the intensity of the snarl, and more than sightly aroused by the sound of his mate simply saying the word fuck, no matter how it was expanded, Draco shook his head slightly to clear it.
�I guess that would be me. On my sixteenth birthday, I came into my Veela senses.�
Here, he had to pause to readjust his grip, as Harry had twisted around to watch him speak.
Harry nodded, musing aloud, �You came into your powers on your birthday last month, right? Happy birthday, by the way. A little late, but what can you do?�
Again shaking his head slightly to clear mate induced fog �maybe pulling Harry onto my lap wasn�t the best idea when having a serious conversation?� Draco began again.
�Thank you, and yes, I did. But on my last birthday, when I got my senses, I began searching for my �ideal mate scent�. I didn�t know how I�d identify it, Mum always just said that I would know. So I smelled all the Slytherin�s before breakfast. Nothing. On the way to the Great Hall, I bumped into you. Did you know you smell like Lavender and Vanilla? Very light and intoxicating.�
The other two men in the room nodded, drawing Harry�s attention momentarily. Draco claimed it again, idly smoothing his left palm up and down Harry�s right biceps. (A.n.**I looked it up in the dictionary cause my spell checker didn�t like it without an �s�. Singular and plural are spelled the same, like deer. It�s origin is a Latin word-not listed-that means two headed, to indicate it�s two points of attachment. Just thought I�d share)
�Well, I spent the rest of the day randomly sniffing students, and kept finding myself seeking you out to smell you again. It was like it cleansed my palate or something-after just one quick sniff of you I could clearly smell just how revolting the rest of the student body smells at that school. Mum was right, though. I just...knew. Your were the man I was going to spend the rest of my life with.
I was so eager! I literally ran to Dumbledore to present myself as a suitor-I would not have been a happy Veela if my mate were to start dating someone else. He fed me the same crock of shit he fed Lupin and sent me on my way. So I decided to see if I could wiggle an invitation to meet your muggles and present myself as a suitor. He couldn�t stop me if that happened.
Sadly, the Ministry fiasco happened before I had a chance, so that fell through. After that I went a little crazy-it wouldn�t do to have certain students aware of my mate�s identity, which they were sure to be if I didn�t spout off like I did. And this year you were more than eager to believe the worst of me. I didn�t know how to tell you...�
Draco trailed off here, breath suddenly short due to a tight hug from the raven haired Gryffindor in his lap.
�I have a tendency to see black and white. I often need to be shown specific examples to acknowledge the shades of gray.�
Harry admitted this just loudly enough for all occupants of the room to hear, from where he was beginning to relax into Draco�s chest.
Ruthlessly beating his irrational jealousy into submission, Snape reclaimed the narrative, secretly hoping to draw his mate�s attention from the blond he was, for all intents and purposes, cuddling.
�I sensed you the moment you stepped through the Great Hall doors. Vampyre have to be in fairly close proximity to sense our mates for the very first time. The younger the mate, the closer we need to be. With you being eleven, just being in the same room was enough. I wasn�t sure until I felt the psychic jolt-from what I understand it sent a twinge through your scar at the welcoming feast.�
At Harry�s nod and vague half-smile, Snape continued.
�That night, before you were even to the tower, I attempted to present myself to Albus. Unfortunately we were having trouble with Quirrell at that time, as I�m sure you remember.�
This time his mate blushed the most delightful shade of pink, causing all three Beings to shift in their seats slightly, an action not lost on the suddenly smirking sixteen year old (especially considering the fact that he was still in one such beings lap).
�Go on then.�
Clearing his throat, Snape tried to regain his composure.
�Right....right, well as I was saying, he thought we had better things to worry about, so I decided to get to know you. At age eleven the only way I could get time alone with you was through detentions and such, so I acted like a complete ass. Plus, I needed a way to keep your attention.�
Feeling better, since his mate now resembled one of the Koi he found so soothing at his home, he smirked slightly, but not mean spiritedly.
�By the end of the year it was obvious that I�d overdone it, but now Riddle was once again a threat and I needed to resume my position as a snarky, hateful spy. Unfortunately, I couldn�t figure out how to make things better with you so I just kept making them worse. Plus, I kept getting more and more angry at Albus.

Every year I've presented myself as a potential husband for you, and every year he put me off saying we were too busy or your life was in danger. He knew full well I would not rest while your life was in danger. Your third year, I overheard the wolf presenting his case. After speaking with him, we reached an accord that would allow us to share you as a mate. Provided one of us ever got to claim you. Then, last year, I overheard Draco.
I contacted Lupin and the three of us met in Hogsmead where we reached an agreement. As long as you agreed to bond with all of us, we would share nicely and enhance our bonds with you to include each other. If you only wanted one of us, we would do what is honorable and fight for you. If you wanted none of us, we would fight for you, then the winner would take you by force. We would �remove� outside competition for your affection, and hopefully live a happy and peaceful life together.
Albus knew nothing of this, because none of us were very happy with the old man, so we kept presenting our individual cases. Honestly, I should have been allowed to woo you starting September second your first year, the wolf your third, and Draco last year. Now we�ve only got a month to prove our devotion, ability to care for and protect you, and our overwhelming love.�
After a quiet moment where the emerald-eyed Seeker seemed to be reviewing this new information, a question was posed that broke all of the nervous tension permeating the room and caused even the normally stoic Potions Master to laugh (at least a little, though he denied it later).
�Ok, that�s why I�m in Malfoy�s lap, but it still doesn�t tell me where the bed is.�
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