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Silver Opportunities	By : knj4k4 Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 22576 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter nor any of the characters or places, only Kaiden is mine, but i dont mind if you use him. No profit is made from this fanfiction in any way shape or form

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Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter nor any of the characters or places, only Kaiden is mine, but i dont mind if you use him. No profit is made from this fanfiction in any way shape or form
Summery: the prophesy Harry knew was fake. The real prophesy was about a griffin and his mates, whitness their story. OC/Hp/Dm
Warning: this story is slash, deal with it or don't, it makes no nevermind to me.
AN: I have posted this on another sight, and the story will remain the same to a point. I blocked myself into a corner and will need to change a few things to continue it.
chapter 5
Harry woke up slowly, conscious of the warmth in his arms and the smell of vanilla in his nose. Draco. He looked down at the sleeping blond. It felt so nice to hold him. Harry hadn’t ever come to grips with his feelings about having Draco as his mate. The boy had been such a prat the whole time they were growing up, but he seemed so real last night. He had decided to trust the Slytherin last night and wasn’t second guessing that decision but he was wondering how he really felt. The pull of his soul towards the blond was strong, but the book said that he could decide on his own his feelings. He sighed. It was just to complicated.
Harry decided that the best thing for his sanity would be to simply go with the flow, as the muggle expression went. His soul seemed calm and quiet with this decision so Harry smiled and snuggled closer to Draco.
There was a knock at the door, and then it opened. Harry saw one of Kaiden’s men come in, but wasn’t sure which one as they’d never been introduced. The man was wearing tan calfskin pants and a light green Lenin shirt. He had long rust colored hair that fell in waves and laughing blue eyes. His high cheekbones and prominent brow would have contradicted each other on any one else, but they suited him.
Harry nodded to him and put one finger on his lips to signal the man. He smiled as he walked into the room to stand next to the bed and whispered, “ Kaiden sent me to see if either of you were awake, your professors should be here soon.” Harry nodded again and shook Draco’s shoulder. “What?” the blond moaned, “s’early, go away, mmm’warm” Harry laughed as Draco tried to snuggle in deaper. “Draco, we need to get up and go see Snape and McGongagall”
Draco opened his eyes and leaned back with a gasp, pulling himself out of Harry’s arms. “What the hell Potter?” Harry closed his eyes and moved to get out of the bed but was stopped by a hand on his arm, “Sorry, I just forgot.”
Harry nodded, it would take some getting used to for him as well. “Come on then, we need to get dressed.”
Draco glanced at the man in their room, who seemed to be trying not to laugh at them. “Well? You expecting a show?” The man laughed out right at that and said, “No, Kaiden would kill me if he didn’t get the first show.” He winked at Harry, who blushed, and walked out the door.
The boys didn’t talk as they dressed, nor did they look at each other, but Harry did wait for Draco before they left the room. An action Draco was thankful for and he smiled his thanks as they walked down the hall to the sitting room.
Both Professors were already there, sitting in the chairs they had occupied the night before, neither looked like they had gotten much sleep, but were otherwise in impeccable condition. Draco got his first real look at Kaiden’s companions. They were identical, long rusty hair, broad shoulders and strong features. The only thing separating them was the color of their shirts, one in blue, and the other, the one who’d woken them up, in green, and the emotions behind their eyes. The one who woke them up seemed to be laughing at everything, and the other studied everything he saw. They were at their posts from the night before at the window and door.
Draco followed Harry and sat down on the couch on the other side of Kaiden. The dark haired prince gave each one a plate and proceeded to fill them up with different kinds of food. Draco caught Harry’s eyes behind Kaiden’s back when he reached for glasses and Harry shrugged, this was probably a Griffin courting thing.
Draco was tired of the silence so he addressed his uncle, “Did you sleep well Uncle?”
Snape’s eyes smiled at the question, his godson did not do well with awkward silence. He would have begun the conversation but the sight of the Prince serving the boys had robed him, and apparently Minerva as well, of speech.
“Yes, thank you Draco. Did you?”
Snape wondered at the blush that covered both Draco and Harry’s cheeks at the question. Had they begun the bonding already, he had assumed it would take longer to get over their animosity towards eachother. He smirked “I see, you must have slept very well indeed.”
Harry tensed at the innuendo. Kaiden, noticing Harry’s reaction, growled at the potion’s master. Snape was confused but looked away submissively, he had no idea what he had done, but he did not want to be breakfast for the Prince of the Silver Griffins.
He decided to change the subject so the animosity was away from him. “Albus was waiting for me at my chambers when I left here last night.”
Minerva looked at him “What did he want, Severus?” Snape was grateful that she hadn’t accused him and had instead assumed Snape had handled the situation. “He wanted my opinion on the Prince, and to know what was said in this room. I told him that I thought you could be a powerful ally, and about the secrecy ward on the rooms.”
Kaiden nodded, it was a good plan. Kaiden could use this. If the old man was unsure of his loyalties he would waste time and energy trying to bring the prince to the “light” to ensure the war. Kaiden would play the man, he had no intention of becoming involved in the war unless it threatened his mates. He would have to inform them when they were alone next. The prince assumed that the darkness spoken of in the prophesy was the evil plauging his land and was in a hurry to meet it. This self proclaimed lord he heard about seemed to pose little threat, and should be easly taken care of by the proper people. The man only had less then fifty followers. There were more peole then that in the little town by the school.
The griffin glanced at his mates’ plates; Harry had eaten little but had finished all the fruit and eaten a biscuit. Draco had eaten much more but had not touched the fruit. He would have to remember that. He recorded in his mind how they took their tea in the morning and resolved to figure out their preferences and eating habits. It was not much, but one had to begin somewhere. He was determined to show his mates that every little thing about them was important.
Weidler was pensive. Kaiden was trying to appear interested in what the Professors were talking about, something about comparing manipulations of the headmaster, but Weidler knew his prince was more involved cataloging what his mates were eating and not. When the shadow had walked into their room and seen them together on the bed, his heart had warmed. They were very beautiful together. Weidler had noticed their antagonism the night before and had been worried they would refuse each other, and damage the power triangle.
When he and his twin brother had been proclaimed as Heart’s Shadows at the prince’s birth they hadn’t known what it meant, but they had learned. They were to protect their lord from all dangers, physical, mental, and emotional. Because their lives now revolved around the prince, they did not have mates. Their souls and power complete as it was. Cristoff had mourned the loss when they had been told as they came of age, but Weidler thought it was just as well. Although most Griffins used sex as a learning device so as to be able to better pleasure their mates, Weidler had not needed to bother. He’d had lovers in every city he was able to and focused only on his partners pleasure enough so they would not be disapointed, mostly he was after his own fufilment. He had not needed or wanted anything more, but watching the trio interact on the couch was causing some changes in his heart. He wondered if one could find love without having a soul mate. He assumed it was possible as muggles and wizards did it all the time. Was it possible for a griffin?
Draco glanced over at him and Weidler winked at him expecting a blush like Harry had before. What he got instead were narrowed eyes. Weidler would have bet 20 bucks that the blonde mate had the empathetic abilities. Damn Great One and his mates. Weidler could only hope that Draco wouldn’t push because he didn’t know what was happening to him and wouldn’t be able to explain it. He shrugged at the boy. Draco smiled a small smile at him and turned his attention back to the conversation.
Draco wondered at the feeling of loss coming from Kaiden’s man in green but it wasn’t any of his business anyway. Instead he turned his attention to Harry when he addressed Kaiden, “So, what’s the plan now, we can’t stay here forever.”
“Ah on that topic,” McGonagall said, “Your friends were looking for you, they were worried when you didn’t come back last night.” She chuckled, “Miss Granger was going on about Death Eaters and a kidnapping. You may want to see them before to long.” She smiled and Harry returned it. “Thanks, I will”
Harry turned back to Kaiden and waited. The dark haired man smiled at him, “The plan, as you put it it is up to you two. Do you want to continue here or come back to America with me? If you wish to stay and finish learning that is fine I will stay with you, but if you do not care then we will leave whenever you finish saying goodbye.” Kaiden wished that they would leave and let him face the evil in his land, but he wouldn't mention it because he knew they would sacrifice thier wants for others. It wasn't thier place. It was his to provide what they wanted.
Harry looked at his lap. Leave for good? it sounded wonderful, he would never have to see Vernon again, never be manipulated by Dumbledore again, never have to watch what he said in public for fear of the papers. He wouldn’t really miss Ron or Hermoine, they couldn’t be his true friends, if they were they would have written to him at least once during the summers, and he had to grow up sometime. The only person he would miss was Remus, but Harry was sure he could visit. He could start over with Kaiden and Draco…Draco. He would want to stay, he had family here and a future and friends. He wouldn’t want to leave all that behind. Harry sighed, “It’s up to Draco.”
Draco missed that proclamation because he was deep in his own thoughts, one hand unconsciously playing in his hair, a habit his father had tried to beat out of him claiming it made him look girly.
Did he want to leave or stay? His family was here, but neither had really cared about him on a personal level. His father had only paid him attention to beat in the values and principles of a proper Malfoy heir. His mother had never showed him affection and only appeared with either of the Malfoy men for public functions as was proper for the Lady Malfoy.
Draco would not miss them.
Slytherin was not an atmosphere designed to make friends; the children were there to learn and to create allies, nothing more. He had no friends to miss not like Harry. Draco had always envied those two, the closeness they had with the one person he’d felt he could be real friends with. The only one he would miss was his godfather.
“Draco” he glanced over at Harry. “Hmm?”
“Did you hear me?” Draco shook his head.
“It’s up to you. I have nothing but Remus for me here we could always get tutors in America when we got there.”
Draco frowned, what did Harry mean he had nothing for him here, what about the othe 2/3 of the Golden trio. When he asked, Harry just shook his head.
“They couldn’t really care for me. They forget about me every summer, only to pick up like nothing was wrong when school starts. I suspect, now, that they are Dumbledore pawns.”
Kaiden growled softly at the pain and bitterness he heard in Harry’s voice. Harry smiled softly at him and nuzzled into Kaiden’s neck. “It doesn’t matter now, I have you and Draco.” He said so soft Draco almost couldn’t hear him. His chest tightened and his eyes teared up. He ran a hand through Harry’s hair and agreed when Kaiden said in a low voice, “You will always have us, love.”
Draco thought for a moment, relishing in the responsibility Harry had given him to decide their future. He sighed, “What about the Dark Lord” he said in a soft voice looking at Harry.
Harry closed his eyes and relived the visions from Voldemort he had received through the years. The screams from those tortured and the laughter from the Death Eaters ran through his mind again and again. He knew he couldn’t live with himself if he ran away from those counting on him to save them. “I will have to kill him first.”
Kaiden’s arms around him tightened and Draco moved to his other side to press up against his back. Everyone in the room knew that a hard decision had just been made, the three of them would have to stay and take care of Voldemort. They had chosen the hard path. Cristoff nodded, “And we will help you.”
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