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Dragons Heritage	By : Doragonkage Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 50301 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 6
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, or the Dracken concept, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. Harry Potter belongs to J.K Rowling

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Harry and Charlie walked along the busy street keeping up a constant chat, mainly to ward off some of the people who were eager to thank Harry for saving the people of the wizarding world from the ire of Voldemort, but for all their effort there were those persistent enough to just march on up to the two to bid their well wishes and congratulations.
It would of been quite alright had it stopped there, but there were some who went up and over the fine line of just being grateful, namely the members of the press, out of which some of them were the cruelest of the people the world carried.
Seemingly bent on either ruining a perfectly fine day of someone the public felt had no privacy from them what so ever and as fate would have it, when they rounded a corner to start down the street that would lead them directly to the bank, they were quickly surrounded by a representative of just about every single media of the wizarding world, all brandishing their quills cast with writing charms, floating parchments and cameras.
The endless barrage of questions concerning about the final battle and the trial concerning about the circumstances involved in the eventual death of the dark lord, Harry could tolerate just fine and replied to them in a practiced manner, like he had done so many times before in the year since it happened.
It all went to hell when a reporter for the Witches Weekly, one named Natali Blatt, a woman dressed in a stylish dress suit, high-heels, far too much make-up and a fur of a fox draped over her slim shoulder, took the line of inquiries from the end of the war and over to Harrys personal life.
Seemingly far more interested in the status of his relationship, any possible suitors and, worst of all, what the stud of a redhead was to him, what with walking around Diagon alley in a, as she had already been informed by who knows who, manner that portrayed a *far too close of a relationship than that between two friends.*
If only all of that would of been left out Harry would of been happy to resume his day, but now he was blushing, stuttering and praying to every god and goddess in the world for the earth to open up and swallow him whole, but as that didn't work Harry subconsciously inched his way closer to Charlie, effectively feeding more material for the gossip hungry harpy from hell.
Where Harry had confronted many a beasts of old, battled dark wizards and even a Dark Lord without falling apart, yet here and now, with only a horde of reportes harrassing him, poking about his personal life, and he was falling apart.
While Harry's more reasonable part knew why, it had been trying to mend it since it happened, the part of Harry's mind that was in charge of emotions and instincts overrode all and forced basic and primal emotions to the surface when overwhelmed by sensory input such as this.
Watching Harry in such discomfort lit a fire beneath Charlies heart, a fire that roared to life suddenly, and violently so Seeing how his right hand moved up to grab Harry by the shoulder, sliding him effectively behind himself, letting the teen hide his face against his back while he glared daggers at the vile woman.
"That is quite enough of that..." Charlies tone of voice was pure venom as he spoke, low, calm and it carried a hint of a growl to it, one only Harry seemed to pick up, seeing how he tensed against his back.
"His private life isn't any of your business." Charlie all but snarled at the woman, looking at her straight in the eyes, but he might of as well been juggling judging from the lack of response it got out of the woman, who held such an innocent smile on her face as she spoke-up again.
"The public deserves to know what their greatest hero is up to, who are you to stop them from hearing that their savior is well." Natali spoke in a voice full of confidence and professionalism, it was giving Charlie the chills.
Charlie let out a short puff of air from his nose in sheer agitation, fisting his left hand tight to ease-up the itch beneath his nails.
"You prying into his personal life, especially whether or not he is seeing someone, or being courted by anyone, isn't up for public display until he so wishes it, as it is you're violating his right to privacy, and worse than that you're doing so at the expense of his comfort, something i'm sure..." Charlie retorted, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips at the thought of getting her cornered now.
"Every single reader of yours would be FAR more fascinated in hearing, just how you bring discomfort, even pain to the peoples favorite, but more so, I'm sure your editor will be most thrilled of the fan-mail such a stunt will bring in by the loads." Charlie said as calmly as he could while looking at the offending woman, who didn't loose an ounce of her confidence, she merely took her quill and parchment and stashed them away in her handbag that hung over her right shoulder.
"The public have a right to know, and you wont always be there to stop them from knowing, so now I bid you a good day mister." She said calmly and turned to leave, the sound of her heels snapping against the street like the strike of a hammer as her form shrunk and eventually vanished off into the crowds that moved outside the ring of reporters still gathered.
Turning to Harry to inspect him briefly, placing his hands on the boys shoulders, looking at him while Harrys head lift to look up at him.
"You alright there little Raven?" Charlie inquired, the tone of his voice soothing and calm, the intensity in his eyes drowning out the crowd around them as well as the sound of their whispers and the silent scribble of the quill.
Harry let out a small sigh and lift his arms up and just snapped them tight around Charlies middle, tugging himself into a tight hug against the solid front, burying his face there.
Startled by the act it took Charlie a few seconds to move his arms around the teen in silent support, but it wasn't till he felt slight dampness against his chest and the faint smell of salt reached his nose,t hat Charlie realized that Harry was crying against him.
Clenching his jaw and squeezing the boy against him a little tighter before he slid his arms to Harry's shoulders and gently coaxed him to let go, and the moment those arms loosened up enough Charlie bent down at the knee and slid his right arm beneath Harrys rump and the left around the boys chest,picking him up and off his feet as he stood straight, earning him a small yelp from the surprised, teary-eyed teen.
Making sure to keep the boys face from view of the crowd of reporters Charlie turned on his heels and headed back the direction they had come from, pushing his way through the crowd.
Not that he really had to since a single glance at the expression on his face, and a breath of the pheromones he was unknowingly letting out to frighten non-drackens away from them, had them moving aside to give them room to move, with only a few people trying to steal glances at the teen who hid his face against the crook of Charlies neck, just letting the tears of frustration slip out and soak against the collar of Charlies shirt.
Making their way back to the Leaky Cauldron Charlie made a beeline to the floo and hesitantly moved his left arm away from around Harry, trusting the teen to keep a firm hold around his shoulders as he took a pinch of the floopowder from the pot above the hearth and tossing it in, waiting for the flames to settle again before going back to the burrow with Harry held firmly against his front.
Harry remained silent and still the whole way down the street and back to the Leaky Cauldron, just taking in Charlies scent.
To the teen the Dragon-handler smelled of summer...Hot air, freshly cut grass, but with a spice to it, just something to tickle the nose, like freshly chopped chili, so different from the scent of the stranger..Bator, who had picked him up from the floor earlier, but in equal measures pleasant regardless.
The more he took in Charlies smell, the calmer and more relaxed he became, until he was just drifting off to a light sleep, from which he was jolted out by the sensation of travel in the floo, the twisting, turning and spiraling making the teen to cling on tighter to his only source of solid support until they stepped out of the hearth,
The moment he stepped out of the hearth back at the burrow Charlie let out a breath he hadn't even realized he had been holding till he was back in the safety of the family home, Charlie let himself relax a little, but only barely so seeing how he still held Harry to him.
"Charlie, what happened to him?! Didn't I tell you to look out for him?!." Molly cried out from the door, where she had come to check on who had come over, and was already setting down the box of utensils she had been holding onto the couch and making her way over to the two, thinking that something terrible had happened, well more so than what actually had happened.
Drawing in a deep breath to let it out as another sigh she let his mother coax Harry out of his arms, the teen letting out a slight whine at being in Mollys arms, but returned her embrace anyway, squeezing tight till the woman let him go and ushered him to sit before diverting his attention over to Charlie, eyes narrowed as she waited for her son to answer, all the while holding a hand on Harrys shoulder.
Shaking his head slightly Charlie gave her mother a small, obviously faked smile.
"We were ambushed by a horde of reporters, nothing bad in that, until one of them started prying into Harrys personal life, and the more he refused to answer and eventually stepped in closer to me, the more of them joined in, until eventually they were making it seem like he and i were an item, so I stepped in to divert their attention and got rid of the reporter and then brought him back to relax..." Charlie spoke, taking barely a moment to breathe as he went through the entire tale, just watching his mothers, and Harrys reaction, a frown setting on his face as he watched harry just hold his head down, letting out a small sigh by the time he finished the tale of their short, but eventful trip to Diagon alley.
By the time Charlie finished Molly had a look on her face that promised a fate worse than death to those who picked on her children, including Harry, so she did the motherly thing of tugging Harry in for a tight hug.
Telling Charlie to take the utensils she had with her out to the table that had been set out for the barbecue later in the day, a task the Dragon-tamer was less than eager to complete, but did so anyway, trusting his mother with Harry even as his nature was telling him otherwise.
Focusing her full attention on the boy held in his arms Molly sighed softly a just sat there for a while, holding the other until she felt him relax a little bit more.
"I'm sorry your trip was ruined dear...You want anything to drink or eat?." She asked softly while he held the boy to her, but feeling him shake his head.
Molly let out a small sigh and pulled back a little, sliding her right hand over to press her middle finger and index finger against the boys chin to gently lift his head up to look at her in the eyes, smiling that motherly smile of hers as her other hand moved down to pick-up the cloth that always hanged off of her apron and brought it up to dab against those tear streaked cheeks to wipe them away.
"You know you can always count on me Harry, the entire family as well, so do not hesitate to ask for anything." Molly said with a small, but sad smile on his lips as she swept away the last tear and set both of her hands, and the cloth, against her lap, just watching as Harry nodded his head.
Getting up and setting the cloth back to where it always was at the left side of her hip, the matriarch of the Weasley family looked at the saddened, but thoughtful boy on the couch who had his gaze set on his hands that played with the edge of his shirt and as she was about to turn to leave she stopped upon hearing him speak-up.
"Is...is it ok if i go to bed for a while?, i'm not feeling much for socializing right now." Harry asked, lifting his eyes to look at Molly who merely smiled again and nodded.
"Of course dear, will you join us when we start with the barbecue, or would you want some saved up for later?." She said softly, smiling just a tad wider as a smile formed on Harrys lips as he stood up.
"You know i wouldn't miss a family meal with the lot of you for anything, i'll just be in Rons room so let me know when you're starting and..." Harry started, but cut himself short in favor of moving over to Molly, who waited eagerly to hear what he was about to say, but imagine her surprise at being tied up in a tight embrace by the grateful teen, and hugging back she felt almost in tears by what he said before the teen left with a final chaste peck on the cheek.
That is how Charlie and Ron found her a moment later, still standing there with watery eyes and a smile on her face and to their concerned questions whether he was alright, or in Charlies case whether or not Harry was alright, she just chuckled slightly and gave her eyes a small rub to get rid of the watery feel to them.
"Oh, just realized the obvious...That Harry is a sweet boy who was dealt a bad hand and yet...he turned out better than most would of, but even so he has so much wrong tossed at him, so it's up to us to have his back, right boys?" Molly stated, more than asked as she looked at both of her boys, who nodded and gave her mother a hug before being put to work for the family meal, a task neither of them were really happy about, but performed to the best of their abilities.
While the small, but surprisingly festive, family meal was being set up, the tale of the emotional roller-coaster of a trip to Diagon alley was discussed in length among the Weasley clan, and the general consensus reached was that each and every one of them would stand behind whatever choices Harry would make, after all he deserved more than he got, nor even asked for of anyone.
Authors notes: Here we go, sorry for the delay!! i was at a friends housewarming party and i didn't take my laptop with me, the idiot that i am! But i wrote this up by hand and i will try and complete a second chapter as well!!, thank you all for the reviews, they really help me go on, even if some of you people can catch-up on my track of thought far too easily =D love you all <3
@Staar: To show my gratitude to the never ending support from my #1 fan i will happily declare that Charlie will, indeed so, be one of Harrys mates, but not the first, that...my dearest readers, i have decided already and you'll get to read about it soon enough ^^

@cullenandpotterlover84: Indeed Bator is another Dracken, i REALLY need to hide such things in more detail so it wont be picked-up on so swiftly ^^ as for trying for harry? Maybe, he is, after all, from abroad, so who knows ;)
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