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Within the Lies	By : Sylvia Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 49679 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 13
Disclaimer: I don’t own Harry Potter, nor do I make any money off of this. This is purely for entertainment purposes. Besides, if I did own it then it would have been a lot kinkier… just sayin’…

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A/N: Special thanks goes to trulywicked! She will be helping me write this from here on out, so give her lots of love! More details in the A/N at the end of the chapter.

‘thoughts’
~telepathy~
*parseltongue*
“Speaking”

Within the Lies

Chapter Seven: Haunting Melody
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“If he can see power,”
“Can he see the threads?”
The twins words had brought Harry back to the edge of consciousness. Not that he was fully committed to the whole “being awake” thing, but it was a start at least. They couldn’t fault him for that.
Besides, according to what they had told Snips earlier, it wasn’t even normal for someone who had come into a creature inheritance to be up and moving so soon. The fact that he could even gain a coherent state today was a great feat. The fact that he could actually stay conscious for any length of the time was a bonus.
Yeah, they shouldn’t expect much from him. He was, after all, still in the process of change and recovery.
“Well we could always ask him.” George looked over his shoulder, grinning at how cute their mate looked all cozy and ravished in the middle of those black sheets. “Oh Ha~arry,” he leaned down and kissed a pale shoulder, “wakey wakey sexy matey.”
“Mmmmmm... five more minutes.” Harry groaned and rolled over, only to end up sprawled out on top of Fred.
Fred chuckled and nuzzled at Harry’s jaw as he trailed his fingers up and down Harry’s arms, “Oh but mate of ours, we have questions and,” he sighed before pouting a bit, “unfortunately Snips will be coming back soon.”
Harry sighed. He wasn’t completely committed to the idea of waking up... again... but he knew he needed to.
‘How am I awake anyway?’
~You have things to do, and more than enough power to accomplish them... though I would suggest getting a full eight hours of sleep come evening.~ Sy’s voice danced through Harry’s mind.
If he hadn’t been awake before then, he was now.
‘I thought you said you would stay away while we... um...’
~I sensed that you had passed out and came to check on you.~ Harry could practically feel Syren shrug in his mind. ~Besides, virgins rarely last long, so I knew it was safe.~
Harry blushed deeply, even though he realized the woman had only said that to get a rise out of him... and not the same kind of rise the twins wanted out of him.
Harry opened his emerald green orbs and turned them to Fred. The “voice in his head” wasn’t helping at the moment, so he decided to talk to someone a little more... real.
~I am real.~
‘Yeah, but I don’t want to do any dirty dancing with YOU.’
~Point taken. If you need me, I will be floating around here somewhere.~
Well that was a comforting thought...
“What questions?” Harry asked Fred, referring to the red head’s earlier comment about having some questions for him.
Fred smiled and rubbed his thumb over Harry’s chin, “Well you see there’s supposed to be little red strings-”
George ran a finger up Harry’s back, “-threads of fate that connect future lovers. At least that’s-”
“-the theory but since most people can’t see them it’s still theory. So we were-”
“-wondering if you, since you can see magic, can see them you see.” George’s tone held laughter at the end with his little pun.
Harry quirked an eyebrow before he looked down at his hand...
But he didn’t see anything. For that matter, the room wasn’t glowing anymore either.
‘Can I no longer see magic? Was it a fluke?’ Harry wondered, somewhat disappointed.
~No, your body has just adjusted enough that you now have the choice of when to use that ability.~ Sy’s voice drifted in helpfully. ~Imagine seeing magic. Think of yourself seeing the threads that bind you, the power that radiates from your surroundings, and the runes which have become a part of the walls around you.~
Harry took the woman’s advice and closed his eyes to imagine just that. He thought of how beautiful the room looked, aglow with magic, and the runes that stood out with their own light.
Harry then opened his eyes once more to look down at his hands.
It was there. A red thread that seemed to burst forth from his wrist to wrap around his left ring finger in a complex band that was far more significant than any regular old wedding ring could ever hope to be.
And it reached out in six directions.
‘Six mates, huh?’ Harry thought as that fact finally started to sink in. “I can see them...” He shook his head and looked at the two threads his twin were bound to. “All six of them.” He commented as he glanced at the other four.
Too bad he couldn’t see who THOSE were connected to.
Fred hummed thoughtfully, “That’s really, really good that you can see them. It means that when you think you might have found one of the others then you’ll be able to confirm it with a glance.”
George leaned in to nuzzle Harry’s neck, “Though you’ll have to make sure you pay Freddie and me plenty of attention even with those other mates or we’re liable to get a little jealous.” It was said in a joking tone but underneath was sincerity. He loved Harry too much not to worry that with so many others he might wind up a little neglected and he knew Fred would be feeling the same way. He didn’t want to turn into a jealous prat like his baby brother so best to get that out into the air now.
“I don’t even want any more mates.” Harry sighed, but he could feel Sy’s disapproval in his head. “But from my understanding, if I don’t claim all my destined mates... then my power could destroy us.” He shook his head.
It was going to take Harry quite a while to really come to terms with this. He could always look on the bright side though, but at times like these... it was hard to find the bright sides to look at.
~There is always the fact that you have been given the chance to gather those around you who would love and cherish you as you so deserve. Honestly, with how those horrid Humans treated you, it is about time something good happened.~
Fred’s hold on Harry tightened, just a little bit and he met George's eyes, the panic that thought caused in him reflected over and over.
George wrapped his own arms around Harry’s waist, “Then we’ll be more than happily share. While I don’t like the thought of dying, it’s the thought of losing you,” he leaned his head on the back of Harry’s shoulder, “just the thought makes us feel gutted Harry.”
“Don’t worry, mates... I’m the Boy-Who-Wouldn’t-Bloody-Well-Die, remember? I’m quite stubborn about remaining here.” Harry laughed, trying to dispel the tension that seemed to have fallen over the room at the revelation.
~You think you were hard to kill before, just wait and see what you can do now.~ Sy’s light laughter filled Harry’s mind and he was almost afraid to as.
‘What do you mean?’
~It was no ritual, nor spell, or even act of love that saved you from the Killing Curse. You are immune, child mine. And you need be careful, because it will soon become apparent that you are no longer able to be considered Human.~ The words sounded rather ominous to the green eyed teen, but he realized that Sy had no intention of elaborating.
George nuzzled Harry’s neck again then shifted off the bed, “Come along love, before Snips barges in all put out.”
Fred nodded, “Yes we’d hate for our new friend to be angry at us and I think more information is needed don’t you?”
Harry nodded and gently caressed the snake choker around his slender neck. Sy was a well of information, but there were things he was sure Snips could tell him as well. Not only that, but Snips seemed a little more forthcoming with details.
~It is not that I try and hide things from you, but that I wish not to overload you with information. You are still recovering, after all, child mine.~
Dressed, somewhat decently, the twins flanked Harry as they moved to the door and knocked. Fred called out, “Oh Sniiiiips! It’s safe for you to come back in now!”
The goblin slowly opened the door and peeked around the corner, as if he wasn’t sure whether or not to trust the twins’ word.
‘Smart.’ Harry thought with a slight nod of approval. After all, even he wouldn’t put it past the twins to say it was safe just as a good prank.
George grinned and waved the goblin further in, “Really, we’re done...for now.”
Fred played his fingered through the hair at the nape of Harry’s neck, “Nothing saying that we won’t be going at it like rabbits on pepper-up potion later on but for now, answers for Harry are more important.”
Harry nodded and walked over to the portrait. It was still turned up and Harry decided to pull it back down to cover the “compartment” that had held the snake necklace, which was currently wrapped happily around his neck and hissing in contentment.
Harry wasn’t sure how he felt about that.
As soon as the brunette almost had the portrait down in its original position, his finger caught on the corner and he pulled it back with a hiss.
‘Figures I’d get injured doing something so simple.’ Harry hissed mentally as he put his finger in his mouth to try and stop the blood flow. ‘And little cuts like these bleed the worst for some reason.’
~Not for long, and it needed to be done.~
‘Wha...’ Before Harry could finish his question, he noticed the portrait smile down at him. “Er, Snips... I thought you said this wasn’t spelled.”
“I also said that one of her bloodline could awaken it.” The goblin shrugged, as if he had guessed this would be the outcome should one of Sy’s descendants come along.
~Listen closely to the words, child mine.~
‘Words? What words...’
The portrait Sy’s mouth opened, and out came a hauntingly beautiful melody. The song was slow and captivating, like something that could put one in a trance, but Harry forced himself to focus on the words.
“Child mine, do not regret,

The powers you've obtained.

Child mine, do not denounce,

The powers you can claim.
Si~x mates, for you to take.

Si~x mates, for you to claim,

Their powers then your own.
The wisest one, your Wis~dom,

Your protector they shall be.
The strongest one, your strength will come,

Your offense they shall be.
The faithful one, will show their loyalty,

Your defense they shall be.
One of Grace, will find their place,

They'll bring humor to your world.
Compassionate one, emotions aglow,

Your feelings they'll always know.
Your Power piece, your rivalry,

They'll keep you on your toes.
Si~x mates, for you to claim.

Si~x mates, for you to take.

Their powers then your own.
Child mine, do not denounce,

The powers you can claim.

Child mine, do not regret,

The powers you've obtained.”
If Harry hadn’t believed he had six mates before, the song had certainly driven that fact home.
George picked up Harry’s hand and played with his fingers, “What’d she say dear, adorable Mate?”
Fred nodded, “Yes inquiring minds want to know.”
“What? Didn’t you hear her?” Harry asked, confusion evident on his face.
“Well we did but-”
“It was some sort of breathy, whispery language. Beautiful-”
“But no clue what she said.”
“Another language?” Harry wondered aloud.
~Yes, child mine. Congratulations, you are multilingual.~ Sy’s laughter filled his head briefly. ~Do not worry, child mine. Once your inheritance truly takes hold, it shall become as second nature to you as the language of snakes. You will not have to focus so hard next time.~
“Oh. I see...” Harry sighed and nodded before he smiled at his mates. “She said...” He paused and made sure he was speaking English. “Ahem...Child mine, do not regret,The powers you've obtained. Child mine, do not denounce, The powers you can claim.”
Harry looked at his mates. “I’m guessing this means not to worry about my inheritance, even though it can be rather frightening when you think about it.” He shrugged before continuing.
“Si~x mates, for you to take. Si~x mates, for you to claim, Their powers then your own.” Harry cocked his head to the side. “No clue about the “Powers then your own” thing, but if the fact I’m attached to six “red threads” didn’t knock the fact into me, then this verse definitely caught the snitch.” He sighed and shook his head.
Really, this was all a lot to take in. But at least relaying the song to his mates was allowing him to contemplate the verses and work them out, all the while giving him a chance to bounce ideas around.
“The wisest one, your Wis~dom, Your protector they shall be.” Harry took on a pensive look for a moment. “There are six verses like this, so... I’m thinking they are clues to my mates.” He shrugged.
“The strongest one, your strength will come, Your offense they shall be. The faithful one, will show their loyalty, Your defense they shall be.” Harry rubbed his forehead. “That and the “Protector” one sound more like battle positions rather than mates though... maybe I’m wrong... but, well... the next two...” He shook his head. It would be easier to relay it, then tell them what he thought.
“One of Grace, will find their place, They'll bring humor to your world. Compassionate one, emotions aglow, Your feelings they'll always know.” Harry looked to Fred, then over at George. “This is why I think they are clues. Grace, bringing humor... that’s Fred. And Compassion... George, you always seem to know how I feel even when I try and hide it.” He smiled.
But that wasn’t the last, and they all knew it.
“Your Power piece, your rivalry, They'll keep you on your toes.” Harry grimaced at this one. “If this is a clue, there are only two people I can think of and I’m not overly fond of either.” He sighed. “The rest is just another chorus.”
“Si~x mates, for you to claim. Si~x mates, for you to take. Their powers then your own. Child mine, do not denounce, The powers you can claim. Child mine, do not regret, The powers you've obtained... Guess this is just to reinforce the fact that I’m royally screwed and not to worry.” Harry chuckled and shook his head before what he’d said sunk in and he blushed, realizing his accidental innuendo.
Fred grinned and continued to run his fingers through Harry’s hair, “Yes really don’t worry. The-”
“Royal screwing will come again later,” George brought Harry’s hand to his mouth and nipped teasingly at his wrist.
“So Wisdom, Power, Strength, Faith, and of course Grace and Compassion, sounds like they’re all qualities a leader needs to rule wisely.” Fred looked at the portrait contemplatively, “Mates are partners, working together. ‘Their powers’ then your own.’ So my ‘grace’ and George’s ‘compassion’ are yours now too.”
George nodded and nibbled on the back of Harry’s hand, unable to help himself, “So Mr. Strength, offense...well I hate to say it but...”
“Considering the way your life goes Harry, you’re going to need someone to help break arse on people. Plus your ‘Faith’ being your defense, guarding your back when others would attack you.” Fred slipped his arm around Harry’s waist, “You’ve already got plenty of Strength, Wisdom, Power, Compassion, Grace, and faithfulness all on your own. All of us will just bring you more I suppose and make it easier for you, help shift some of the burdens off your sexy shoulders.”
Harry blushed, but he couldn’t help but smile. Hey, maybe this having six mates thing wouldn’t be so bad after all. People to love him, to protect him, and to be his strength. It was a good feeling, to think that he wouldn’t have to go it alone ever again...
George looked over at Snips, “So, is there anything else Harry needs to know Snips or has everything been covered?” He kissed Harry’s palm, knowing their mate needed uninterrupted sleep soon.
“All is well. Mr Potter needs rest. If there is anything he should need of me, I’m but an owl away.” Snips answered and led the trio out of the vault, telling Harry he could visit any time as was his right.

The whole while Harry couldn't help but hear the haunting melody again and again, until the soft song was actually rather soothing. Almost like a lullaby...

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TBC Next Time with ~ Chapter Eight: Snakes on a Train (this is going to be so much fun!)

Silver’s A/N: Yes, this chapter is kind of short but... we’ve already started on the next one! Besides, this is a lot to take in! lol Some insight to the other mates, and more questions... but alas, that’s part of the fun right? XD lol
IMPORTANT NEWS: Updates will probably be once a month, give or take. I found out a few weeks ago that I am pregnant~! So... yeah. Ever hear of Pregnancy Narcolepsy? XD lol I sleep a lot @.@ lol And that morning sickness should be called “anytime sickness” instead *~.~* Sigh. Seriously, I’ve tossed my cookies more times in the last month or so than I remember doing so in... well, my entire life really. But it’s worth it *^.^*
And it’s all good! Because I grabbed a friend from my writing guild and she’s going to help me with “Within the Lies”~! So everyone give lots of love to trulywicked!!! Otherwise this fic would probably be on hiatus XD lol Without her, I wouldn’t have the motivation to stay awake to write XD lmao Besides, it’s more fun this way! You’ll see *grins* So have fun meow :3 ~
From last chapter I forgot to explain the password used to open the secret compartment with Syren’s necklace in it. So here it is! Ama aza = Elven for “beautiful life”
TW’s AN: *points at Silver* See her? She’s gonna be an amazing Mama so be nice and feed the hunger and REVIEW!(yes I am a shameless Kitty pimp) Cause she’s still working so hard to get this fic written and amazing despite baby bouncing on her bladder. I am merely here to lighten the load.
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