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Golden Silence	By : Eskimita Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 36127 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 22
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or its characters, nor do I make any money from the writing of this fanfiction. All credit goes to J.K. Rowling.

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September 3, 1991

Dearest Father,

Hogwarts is everything you told me it would be. Professor McGonagall is most strict, but I will endeavor to become accustomed to her way of teaching. Headmaster Dumbledore will not be my favorite person, I can already tell.

You won't believe what has happened, Father! I have met Harry Potter. He isn't at all what I expected him to be. He's small, almost as small as I was when I was eight. And he doesnt't speak, at all. His Muggle uncle had his voice box removed. That just confirms what we've always known about those dreadful Muggles though. But I can hear him in my head Father! Uncle Sev did some research and he believes Harry is a Fae. He says I can hear Harry in my head because I'm one of his mates. Did you know that Fae have three mates and a parent who they can communicate with telepathically? Uncle Sev is Harry's parent figure. So far, he's found me and one other mate, Cedric Diggory.

You will approve of Cedric, I believe. He may be in Hufflepuff, but he is the top of his year. I know his parents are Blood Traitors, but from what I've seen of Cedric, he does not blindly follow what they have taught him.

Uncle Sev isn't sure why Harry's Fae inheritance is showing itself now, but Cedric has a theory. He says that its possible Harry's third mate is at least fifteen and has already reached his creature majority.

Cedric has requested both the Malfoy and Black genealogies so that he can research possible creature inheritances for me. He believes that if our oldest mate is actively searching for us, then our own inheritances will be pushed to break through.

I must request, Father, that something be done about the Headmaster. He has already attempted to have Harry resorted out of Slytherin and I have noticed several first year Gryffindors following us outside of our shared classes. I will not stand for it, Father. Harry and I may be eleven, but Cedric and I are his older mates and we will protect him.

I will write again soon, Father. Give my best to Mother.

I remain yours,

Draconis

Harry was sitting in the library with Draco, working on an essay for Transfigurations when the owl came. He looked up as the owl landed in front of his friend and raised an eyebrow.

"I wrote to Father this morning requesting my genealogies. Cedric wanted to research possible inheritances so that we know what to expect if our creatures awaken early like yours did. I'll just run these over to him. You stay here."

Harry nodded and Draco left the library in search of their Hufflepuff mate. Harry was about to return to his essay when a group of Gryffindor first years surrounded him. He gulped and looked at them in surprise.

"We need to talk to you, Potter," Ron Weasley spoke for the group. "You are a disgrace to your family name. No Potter has ever been a Slytherin. No Halfblood either, for that matter. You don't belong with the snakes. Whatever game you're playing at, it won't work. The Slytherins won't accept you. So stop playing. Come to Gryffindor. Its where you belong. The Headmaster is prepared to move you today. Come on."

Ron motioned to another Gryffindor boy and both reached a hand out to grab one of Harry's arms. Harry curled into a ball in fright, trying to escape the other boys. Terrified grunts escaped his throat as he tried to call attention to himself.

"Let him go! Can't you see you're scaring him?" A new voice rang out from somewhere nearby. Harry peeked up to see a bushy-haired girl with her wand in her hand glaring at the Gryffindors holding Harry. "Let go of him. He's done nothing to you, and even if he had done something, its hardly fair that two of you go up against one of him.

Ron sneered at the girl and tightened his grip on Harry's arm. "The Headmaster wants to see him. We were sent to fetch him, but he doesn't want to come."

"I hardly see that as a reason to assault him. Let go. I'm sure he's perfectly capable of walking by himself."

"Nobody asked you, Granger," one of the girls in Ron's group weighed in."Go back to your books and mind your own business."

There were sounds of agreement from the other Gryffindors and Harry felt tears reach his eyes. Where was Draco? Or Cedric? Won't they supposed to keep him safe?

"Mr. Weasley you will remove your hands from Mr. Potter immediately." Harry looked up through his tears and smiled at the sight of Professor Snape stalking into the library. "What happened here, Mr. Potter?"

"Professor! Where are Draco and Cedric? Please find them. I need them." Harry huddled close to the professor, showing the man what had happened since Draco left. When he was done replaying the memory, he looked back over at the bushy-haired girl. "Please tell her thank you, Professor. She helped me."

"Ms. Granger, Mr. Potter would like to express his thanks for your help. Thank you." The girl nodded and Professor Snape looked back down at Harry. "Come, Mr. Potter, we will find your mates and the four of us will go to the Headmaster's office together."

Harry followed the professor from the library, resisting the urge to hold on to the man's robes. He didn’t know what the Headmaster could possibly want, but he didn’t want to go back there. The Headmaster terrified him.

When Professor Snape pushed open the door to the Headmaster’s office, Harry found Draco and Cedric already there, sitting next to a stranger with red hair much like Ron’s. The Headmaster had a strange twinkle in his eye that made Harry nervous, and he was smiling at the redhead. Harry looked over at the stranger, squirming at the intense look in his eye. He was looking at Harry possessively, almost like he wanted to snatch Harry away from Professor Snape. It made Harry nervous, and he looked over at Draco, begging the blonde to come and comfort him.

“Ah, Severus, thank you for bringing young Mister Potter to my office. You may leave now.” The Headmaster’s twinkle grew as he stared at Professor Snape, waiting for him to leave.

“I think not, Headmaster. I have a duty to this boy, as his head of house, and I will remain here. Why is the young Mr Weasley staring at my charge?”

The redhead growled and stood up, coming closer to Harry and Professor Snape. Harry slipped behind the professor, hiding. The redhead stopped and stared at him, his eyes narrowing in suspicion before he looked at Professor Snape.

“Professor, why is he scared?”

“Mr Weasley, you will find that Mr Potter does not like it when people approach him without speaking to him. Perhaps a less... predatory gaze would also be appreciated.”

The redhead nodded and his eyes softened as he looked at Harry, kneeling down. “Harry? Can you come out from behind Professor Snape, please?” He held out a hand to the boy.

Harry edged around Professor Snape’s leg, looking at the redhead’s hand nervously. He looked back up at Professor Snape. “He won’t hurt me, right?”

“No, Mr Potter, he will not hurt you.”

Harry nodded and stepped forward, grabbing the stranger’s hand timidly. He stared at the redhead in shock when he felt a spark in his fingertips. “What? Why do you send out sparks?”

The redhead chuckled and held Harry’s hand tighter. “It is what happens when an elf touches his mate, Harry. I’m very glad that I’ve finally found you.”

“Mate? You’re my last mate?”

“Yes Harry, I’m Charlie.”
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