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Trifecta	By : Sablesilverrain Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 69992 -:- Recommendations : 5 -:- Currently Reading : 12
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“Green,

You bit them?! I can’t imagine they're too happy with you right now. What prompted that?

Do you know what the last creature is yet?

I must admit, being locked away like that would drive me absolutely nutty, how are you faring?

Have you tried to use your thrall to get any special favours? I bet you could get whatever you wanted with a double-dose like that!

Found a mate yet? If nothing else, you'd at least get laid once you did. That would brighten any creature’s day, I imagine.

Let me know if there are any interesting developments, my summer's been terribly boring.

Silver"

Harry chuckled and grabbed a new sugar quill.

“Silver,

Boy, did I ever find a mate! Turns out the person helping me, the one that I bit, has been the vampire's mate this whole time, and they knew! I was really mad when I found out, and I attacked both that person and my friend, who was in the room at the time, and yelled at them to leave without feeding at all!

The next day there was a warm goblet filled with blood delivered with my meal, and I took it for the apology it was. My dumb mate certainly isn’t going to apologize verbally, so I have to take what I can get.

I can’t tell you what the last creature is. Sworn to secrecy, and all. Sorry.

I’m doing fairly well, considering my imprisonment. I have books to read, this one to write you in, and visitors every night. That being said, I should be let out as soon as they find a way for me to function normally during the day.

I haven’t used my thrall to get anything, and I don’t plan to, unless I use it to lull my mate into complacency. If I ever manage to get my fangs in them again, that’s the plan.

So far, it’s been pretty dull here. The highlight of my night is either trying food to see what I still like, or getting blood delivered. Hopefully I’ll be let out soon, so I can mingle with people again. Solitude is starting to wear on me.

Hoping to hear from you again!

Green"

Harry stuck the end of the sugar quill in his mouth and sucked on it as he waited for the ink to dry.

There was a knock on the door and Harry smelled Dumbledore and someone else he couldn’t identify. He frowned. “Come in.”

Dumbledore took down the Wards and came in, Ginny following behind him holding a steaming goblet.

“Severus has made you a potion that should allow you to stay awake during the day, but you will need to sleep the rest of the night first. There is a timed sleeping draught in this that should wear off at eight AM tomorrow, and if the potion sits well with you, it should only require a weekly dose to keep it working. He is trying to incorporate a draught of peace into it to prevent any anger-fuelled accidents from reoccurring, but so far he has had little luck.” Dumbledore told him.

Ginny handed him the goblet and leaned in to give him a peck on the lips. “For luck. I hope it works.”

Harry gave her a wan smile. “Thanks, Gin.”

Ginny and Harry had talked at the end of the year, and while Ginny had admitted she still had feelings for him, she had been understanding about his sexuality and had simply smiled and said, “Well, there are other fish in the sea. I'll just catch a different one, I suppose.”

Harry lifted the goblet to his lips and drank it down. It tasted familiar, and Harry realized that Severus had incorporated a bit of his blood into the concoction. It was likely an attempt to change the flavour, because other than that, it simply tasted like dirt, which was wholly unpleasant.

The thoughtfulness warmed Harry a bit, and he smiled as he handed it back, feeling the sleeping draught kick in. “Well, good night, then. If all goes well, I’ll see you tomorrow.”

Dumbledore smiled. “I will leave the Wards down. Feel free to come out and join everyone when you wake. I believe it will be safe.” He said. “Sleep well, My Boy.”

Harry lay down and the other two left, shutting the door softly behind them.

*****

Harry woke, stretched, grabbed his wand and checked the time. 8:23 AM.

So the potion had worked.

He cast the glamours he’d found in his vampire and incubus books to hide his fangs and make his eyes look like they weren’t glowing when he breathed in the sexual energies around people that had had sex recently.

He conjured a mirror and checked for his fangs. When he didn’t see them, he headed downstairs, hoping the other glamour would work too.

He came downstairs and Hermione noticed him immediately. She waved him over to sit next to her. “Breathe deep. You look like you could use it.” She whispered to him.

Harry felt his cheeks heat a bit at the insinuation that he looked rough, but he was oddly touched by her concern, although knowing what he did—and would—know about his best friends' sex life was a bit more than he cared to know.

Still, he inhaled deeply and asked quietly, “My eyes?”

Hermione shook her head. “Normal.” She told him.

Harry nodded and smiled as Mrs. Weasley came out of the kitchen with plates for everyone either in her hands or trailing behind her. “Oh, Harry, dear! I had hoped you'd be down today! I assume Severus has been busy? Do you know if you can go out today, or is it just to keep you awake?”

“He should be able to go out, provided you cast a strong sun block charm on him.” Came a dour voice from the stairs to the dungeon-turned-potions-lab.

Harry looked, and saw his mate—and wasn’t that a strange title for the man—wiping his hands on a cloth. His hair was covered in a light blue goo, which was also on his robes, along with the muddy reddish-brown of the potion Harry had just taken the previous night.

“What happened to you?” He asked before he could stop himself.

Severus sneered at him. “I blew up a cauldron, what does it look like?!”

Harry blinked and answered, “It looks like a sign of the apocalypse, that’s what.” He answered honestly. “You don’t blow up cauldrons.”

Severus looked smug at that pronouncement and corrected him. “I have blown up a few in my time. Thankfully, they are few and far between. The two potions I want to combine right now are both finicky brews to begin with. Mistakes are bound to be had.”

Molly set down plates in front of everyone but Harry. “Hang on just a sec, dear; I wasn’t sure if you'd be down yet. Yours is just in here.” She bustled into the kitchen and came out with a plate. “I’m hoping your preference for crunchy doesn’t automatically exclude breakfast foods.” She said, setting it in front of him.

Harry noticed there was toast, two different kinds, white and rye, which he was interested to try, and eggs and hash browns, as well as some barely-cooked bacon and sausage. He tried both and found, to his regret, that he couldn’t eat bacon anymore. The rest was fine, excepting the white toast. Bread just seemed to be his enemy now. The rye, however, was fine.

Hermione was watching his progress around the plate with interest. Harry was sure, if given parchment and a quill, she'd be taking notes.

When he was finished, Molly took his plate with a smile. “Eggs, hash browns, sausage and rye toast. It’s not the end of the world.” She commented lightly. “We're going to get your school supplies today. Lists arrived just yesterday.” She said, passing Harry his.

Harry took it and opened it, looking over the lists. “Mine has something added to it.” He said in surprise.

“Yes, Dumbledore though it best if you got a book on Occlumency. You'll be restarting the lessons with Severus this year. Hermione said you have a frightful temper nowadays. Occlumency will help you keep it in check.” Molly told him.

Harry sighed. “I suppose I have no choice.” He said.

Severus sneered. “You always have a choice. I merely thought you'd do the responsible thing and choose to spend some time with me learning to control yourself rather than drain your friends every time you have a tiff.”

Harry was saved answering by the front door opening and Tonks coming in.

She came into the kitchen and smiled cheerily. “Wotcher, Harry, nice to see you've finally arrived! And just in time for shopping, too. Remus is on his way. Should be here any minute.” She announced.

Molly smiled. “Good, we’re just about ready.” She said, collecting the rest of the plates and taking them to the kitchen.

*****

A few hours later, shopping concluded, the group popped into Weasleys’ Wizard Wheezes to see how Fred and George were faring.

The shop was busy, but not packed, and as soon as they spotted the group, George left the counter to sling an arm over Harry's shoulders. “Heya, mate, heard about your little inheritance issue. Care to share some saliva with us? Your saliva and blood are bound to have interesting properties now.”

“George, no.” Molly said sternly. “Remember, it's not all safe. You could get more than you bargained for that way.”

“We live on our own now; you can’t tell us what to do!” He protested.

Molly levelled a glare at him and he gulped and backpedalled. “Sorry, Mum. I was just kidding.”

George led Harry a ways away from the rest of the group and asked, “If I can’t get any saliva or blood, would you be willing to bite me? I've always wanted to know what a vampire's bite feels like.”

Harry flushed. “Er, no. You’re practically family to me, it would be weird. Not to mention, I’d get absolutely nothing out of it. You'd taste awful. I've already tasted my mate's blood. Well, one of my mates.” He amended.

“Really?” George asked quietly, leaning in close. “Who is it?”

Harry flushed. “Snape.”

George reared back. “Snape?!” He nearly shouted.

“George!” Harry hissed. “Shh!”

“Sorry.” George said in a whisper. “But, seriously, Snape? I mean, the man's got the whole intensity thing going for him, which is appealing, I guess, if you're into that, but he's so unapproachable. It's going to be an uphill climb, that’s for sure.”

Harry smiled at him. “Worth it.” He said firmly.
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