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Veela Heart	By : Slayer-of-Destiny Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Lucius Views: 15797 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 7
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Chapter eight

Lucius took a deep breath and smiled as the scent of Harry moved through his senses, the feel of his familiar and warm body in his arms and against his own body. Before he opened his eyes he burried his face into Harry's hair and listened to the soft, steady breathing with an occasional grumble and mumble against Lucius's chest. Lucius had to stifle his chuckles when Harry grumbled something about Ron leaving him some sausages before absently patting Lucius's chest.

Finally opening his eyes he looked down at his tempting mate spread comfortably across his chest like a human blanket. Harry's head was resting on his shoulders, an arm and leg thrown over Lucius's body. Considering both of them were unused to having someone's body heat so close the blanket had been nudged down to their waists through the night and neither had bothered to pull it back up, now that meant that Lucius could once again compare their varying skin colours against each other and take in the delicious sight Harry made.

Harry's hair was even more of a sight than normal and how the teen managed to pull off the look and make it look attractive when on most others it would have just looked a mess Lucius didn't know. His years of quidditch had paid off if the muscled back was anything to go by and the firm stomach and chest that Lucius had happily explored the night before. Harry was by no means delicate or slender, he was a good height at 5,9 but both James and Lily had been tall so Lucius wondered at the height of Harry.

He hadn't been able to believe it when he had been summoned to Severus's rooms with the information something had happened to Draco. He had smelt an appealing, masculine but wonderful scent the minute he had walked into the rooms but his mind was focussed on the fact that something had happened to his kit, his newly submissive kit. But when he had turned to look for the scent and he had caught sight of Harry. Harry who had always caught his attention and been intruiging to him, Harry who even as a child had had an air of beauty and grace around him. He had been worried that he wasn;t as different to his father, that maybe there was something wrong and twisted with him, that maybe his lack of mate had unhinged him when he had first seen Harry as a 12 year old and felt a pull and definite attraction to him.

He was so relieved when he had walked into Severus's rooms and discovered that not only did he have his mate, that his mate was alive, but that it was the young teen he had been lusting after more and more as the years went on. And then it had hit him, his mate was Harry Potter. He had despaired of the teen giving him a chance, and then Severus told him what had happened with the boys and Draco, and while he had been furious, he had realised that Harry had felt the pull.

The last two weeks had been unbelievable. It had been like heaven, spending time getting to know his mate and holding him. Their relationship definitely advancing, seeing Harry and their kit interacting, seeing the happiness on Draco's face and the care that Harry gave him as wel as the affection. They fit together so easily as a family, Harry already forming a calming buffer between himself and Draco when they clashed. And now he was lying with Harry in his arm, in his bed. He felt right.

Harry shifted slightly in his sleep, snuggling in closer to the warmth of the body underneath his. He was ready to wake up but he really didn't want to, he was warm and comfy, there was a humming feeling of matching contentness in his chest and he felt as though his was surrounded in warmth, safety and love. A scent almost as familiar as his own was surrounding him and he was lying on something warm but definetely not bed like.

Yawning slightly he gave the thing underneath his hand a lazy pat trying to figure out what it was when the whole thing started moving and a chuckle sounded underneath his ear. grumbling he tried to curl in tighter before blinking his eyes open when his memories came back to him.

"Good morning love," Lucius's husky, sleep roughened voice rumbled underneath his ear. Huffing Harry gave a tired yawn, rolling his head slightly to press a kiss to Lucius's chest before he answered him.

"Morning," He smiled as he stretched the leg not across Lucius out a little, revelling in the feel of the silk sheets underneath and over him. Of course Lucius would have silk sheets, he didn't know why he should have considered anything different for Lucius, nor was the kingsize bed big enough for about five people to fit into comfortably, though Lucius had immedietly pulled Harry to him in the centre of the bed.

"Did you sleep well?" Lucius asked, the genuine worry in his voice making Harry smile slightly.

"Better than I ever have," he nodded placing another kiss on Lucius's chest. The wide smile that he got in return as well as what he could only describe as a…preen? From his Lucius ball had him laughing.

"Be quiet," Lucius grumbled but Harry could feel that he wasn't angry or upset at him, there was a small feeling of embarrassment but that was it, and his arms didn't loosen their hold around his waist.

"You…you…you preened!" Harry choked out through his laughter.

"It's the veela in me," Lucius groaned.

"What's going on now?" Harry grinned shifting slightly so that he was stradling Lucius. Resting his hands on Lucius's chest he wriggled slightly to get comfy, slightly regretting the fact that they had put pyjama bottoms on the night before, but Lucius had said he was too tempting otherwise.

"You need to stop wriggling love," Lucius's voice was tight as his large hands gripped Harry's hips. Looking down at Lucius he smiled sheepishly when he felt the bulge underneath his bum.

"Sorry," he leant down to brush their lips together before sitting back up. "So, why the preening?"

"Stop calling it that," Lucius grumbled. "Now that you have accepted that you are my mate and my veela is apparently secure in that the next step is to a full mating, the next step is the bond,"

"That's done through…erm…through penitrive sex right and a bonding vow right?" Harry asked feeling slightly embarrassed at putting it so bluntly.

"Yes. Before we join our bodies, we join our souls with a vow that veela reveal to their mates right before the bonding. Until then, my veela will be anxious to prove that I can provide for you. Provide comfort, food, shelter, love, a family, safety," Lucius explained.

"Ah, so me saying I slept really comfortable meant to your veela that you were doing a good job and I'm more likely to do the dirty with you?" Harry smirked.

"Do…do the dirty, I really hope you think more of our future bonding than that!" Lucius huffed amused causing Harry to burst out laughing.

"Hey father do you know where Harry is I can….oh," Draco smirked as he burst into the bedroom, Lucius and Harry having turned when they heard his voice coming down the corridor.

"Draco what is I….oh," Blaise blinked as he stood in the doorway looking stunned for a second before he quickly turned around so his back was to them. "Sorry!" Blaise practically squeeked.

"Is there something that you wanted Draco?" Lucius asked amused as Harry chuckled on top of him.

"Was just wondering where Harry was and if we could have breakfast together," Draco shrugged smiling at Harry hopefully.

"Do you want me to cook?" Harry grinned.

"Would you?" Draco perked up as he started to glow.

"Come on," Harry lowered himself to kiss Lucius gently before he slipped off of him and over to Draco. Hugging him tightly he wrapped his arm around his shoulder. "You staying for breakfast Blaise?"

"Oh erm sure if you…" Blaise drew off blinking rapidly at Draco before he suddenly made a grab at his wrist. "Have I told you that I am set to become Minister of Magic the moment I leave school?"

Harry let out a furious warning growl and gripped Blaise's wrist pushing heat through his palm so Blaise let do of Draco with a yelp. Moving quickly Harry pushed Draco back so he was against the wall with Harry blocking him with his body.

"Draco you need to control your allure before Harry castrates your friend," Lucius said calmly stepping over to them. "Harry my mate, Blaise isn't a threat to Draco, they have been friends for years, he wouldn't harm him, he was just taken in by the allure," Lucius carried on soothingly.

"Ow!" Blaise groaned suddenly gripping his wrist as his eyes cleared of their glazed look not long after Draco lowered his allure.

"Its alright, he's not a threat," Draco added wrapping his arms around a still grumbling Harry's chest and snuggling closer to him.

"Sorry, it was the allure, I wasn't expecting him to have it on. Normally I can fight it and just be a little giggly," Blaise explained hurridly.

"He's a friend Harry," Draco urged.

"Don't get so grabby," Harry scowled but allowed Draco to step out from behind him and stopped growling.

"Come on lets go to the kitchen, I for one need a cup of tea," Lucius smiled hooking his arm around Harry's waist and tugged him through to the kitchen.

"My wrists sore," Blaise complained as he and Draco followed them.

"Think yourself lucky, you heard what he did to the others," Draco said, a trace of smugness in his tone.

"I'm sorry about your wrist," Harry appologised as the last of the anger and worry faded from his mind.

"Its alright, I know how it goes, you're Draco's bearer, and it's a new relationship. I am lucky," Blaise waved it off.

"How about you get the kettle on and I'll heal Blaise's wrist?" Lucius suggested kissing Harry's cheek as he felt the guilt coming from Harry. Harry nodded before makng his way over the kettle and flicked it on.

"How does, sausage, bacon, eggs and French bread sound?" Harry suggested poking around the cupboards.

"Really good," Draco practically hummed.

"Ok then," Hary nodded and started pulling things out. "Everything ok?" He asked softly eyeing Draco as he put the sausages on.

"I just wanted to spend some time with you this morning. Is that ok?" Draco asked, his nerves echoing down the bond.

"Of course that's fine, I just wanted to make sure that everything was ok," Harry brushed a kiss to Draco's temple as he passed where he was sitting at the counter.

"Harry?" Draco asked quietly as he watched Harry turning the sausages and then putting the bacon on.

"Mm hm," Harry asked as he put the last strip of bacon on.

"Will you be coming home with us for Yule?" he asked worrying at the cuff of his sleeve, a blast of nerves hitting Harry and causing Lucius to look up confused.

"Oh…erm well…I…" Harry had presumed that they would be spending Yule together but now he wasn't sure whether that was too presumptious.

"What are you two talking about?" Lucius frowned as Blaise mumbled something about the bathroom and disappeared swiftly. Harry was now giving off uncertaintly and doubt in waves added with Draco's nerves.

"I didn't mean to…well I just. I asked if Harry would be spending Yule with us," Dracouncharacteristically stammered.

"And you don't want to?" Lucius frowned deeper.

"No its not, well I don't want you to feel like we have to spend it together. I mean I presumed but you don't…" Harry's own stammering was cut off by a mouth practically sealing itself to his own. When Lucius pulled away Harry was left breathless and with slightly glazed eyes.

"Do you want to spend Yule with us?" Lucius asked.

"Ah ha," Harry nodded before scowling. "You tricked me!" He huffed indignantly.

"I did not," Lucius huffed but the smirk pulling at his lips gave him away.

"You did! You kissed me!" Harry schowled hitting his chest.

"How is that cheating?" Lucius tried to look innocent and failed misurably.

"Because I can't think clearly when you kiss me, so I'm just going to answer anything you ask me!" Harry gave Lucius another chest slap before moving to turn the sausages again. Lucius just chuckled and chased him over to the cooker, wrapping his arms around his waist.

"So Yule together?" He smiled into Harry's shoulder, Draco grinning happily from the counter.

"Sirius and Remus as well?" Harry asked cautiously.

"If you want them to," Lucius nodded though Harry felt the apprehention strumming through their bond.

"I'll make sure they're on their best behaviour!" He promised.

"Going to use more crocodile tears to get them under control?" Draco snicked.

"If I have to," Harry grinned shrugging as he finished flipping the bacon. "Blaise, hows your wrist?" Harry asked guilily when the teen walked back in.

"Give it an hour will be good as new," Blaise shrugged waving his wrist.

"I am sorry," Harry winced.

"No one's fault. Though I will take an extra piece of French bread as an appology," He smiled slipping into the seat next to Draco. Lucius rested his chin back onto Harry's shoulder watching as he set about making the French bread.

"Ok, scrambled or fried eggs?" Harry asked.

"Both?" Draco tried.

"Keep hoping. One or the other Kit," Harry shook his head amused.

"Scrambled," Draco said after a serious moment of contemplation. "You know I can feel your amusment? Turning away doesn't really work," Draco huffed. Loosing his battle to hide his snickering Harry burried his face into Lucius's shoulder.

"I'd hate to see what you would be like if he offered to cook you a three course meal," Blaise snorted.

"Yule will be fun," Harry smiled.

"Yule?" Lucius asked as he leant allowed Harry to move to start the scrambled eggs.

"Yes, part of Yule is cooking the meal yourself, and Remus makes the most amazing roast potatoes you have ever tasted," Harry grinned.

"You want to cook Yule dinner?" Draco asked excitedly.

"Kit, your glow," Lucius warned amused as Blaise hunched in on himself and started to recite what seemed to be 1101 poisonus plants and herbs from memory as he clecnhed his eyes closed.

"Oh, I'm sorry Blaise," Draco winced apologetically.

"You have no idea how lucky you are that you are imune to their allure," Blaise groaned. "Its like being sucker punched in the gut trying to resist,"

"Not to mention the idiot you make of yourself when you don't," Harry smirked. "Mr Minister of Magic,"

Shut up," Blaise groaned embarrassed as he dropped his face into his hands.

"Honestly Blaise, I didn't know you were to become the Minister of Magic, it is a good thing we are friends after all," Draco teased.

"Leave me alone," Blaise mumbled into his hands as Harry and Draco started laughing, Lucius let out a small chuckle of amusement.

"Erm Harry, why is your braclet singing?" Draco frowned at the leather bracelet on Harry's right wrist that was made up of three pieces of leather twined together.

"Ah sorry hold on," Harry reached down and twisted it slightly to reveal a metal plate underneath the topmost leather twist. "Damn it, I'm going to have to go," He cursed summoning his shirt top himself and transfiguring Lucius's pyjamas. They weren't the best transfiguration but they would do for now.

"Huh? What why?" Draco asked confused.

"I have to go make sure Hermione and Ron don't blow up the Gryffindor tower, apparently they have chosen now to start arguing," Harry sighed as he slipped his shirt on and started buttoning it up.

"How do you know?" Lucius frowned.

"We charmed the bracelets, we all have them. There is a metal plate underneath the top leather strand, we are able to send messages to each other via them. Neville just sent me a message, I think I need to get back quick before Ginny gets involved and the rest of the Gryffindors suffer for it," Harry sighed kissing Draco on the forehead and made his way to the entrance way.

"Why do you have to go sort it out?" Lucius to Harry's amusement was looking more than a little sulky as he followed Harry to the door. Turning with a small smile he admitted to himself he was reluctant to leave as well but he had a feeling that no matter the time he would be feeling that reluctance. He just wanted to spend the day curled up with Lucius.

"Because if they aren't stopped then its going to turn into an all out battle, and I'm likely to be the only one going to be able to stop them, or Ron at least," Harry shrugged wrapping his arms around Lucius's waist and tugged him forwards as soon as he was within arms reach.

"You can't just leave them to it?" Lucius huffed nuzzling into Harry's neck and getting a shiver in response.

"Not unless you want for you and the rest of the teachers to spend the rest of the year picking up pieces of the Gryffindor tower and Gryffindors from the grounds," Harry chuckled kissing Lucius's neck.

"Hmm, it is a close decision to make," Lucius said thoughtfully, laughing Harry pressed a kiss further up Lucius's neck. "If you carry on doing that you are not going to be allowed to leave my bedroom all day," Lucius's voice had roughed up from nothing to ten in a second. Harry breath caught in his throat and he considered laying a third kiss on his mate's neck.

"Urgh I have to go," Harry protested but it was weak at best.

"I can sense your arousal, are you sure you don't want to stay?" Lucius husked into Harry's ear pulling him even closer.

"Lucius don't," Harry complained, even while his own hands clenched tightly onto Lucius's shirt.

"Don't what?" Lucius asked as he mouthed at Harry's ear lobe, pressing himself forwards against Harry so that the teen could feel his hard length pressing against Harry's body. Harry could feel the dangerous mix of his own arousal twisting and tightening with Lucius's, practically feeling his body being tugged towards Lucius.

"Don't tempt me like this," Harry gasped out tilting his head back as Lucius's lips travelled down the sensitive flesh making him arch into Lucius's body.

"Surely a little while longer won't make any difference," Lucius wheedled.

"Draco and Blaise are right through there," Harry tried, muffling his gasp into Lucius's shoulder when a sneaky hand slipped into his trousers and gripped his half hard length firmly.

"That's easily sorted," Lucius smirked before tugging Harry to the side and into his study in one quick movement without removng his hand from Harry. The click on the door closing and locking was shiftly proceeded by Lucius pushing Harry back against the wall and hoisted him up.

With a groan of pleasure as Lucius slammed their hips together Harry gave in the fight to resist his needy mate and sealed their mouths together in a strong kiss while tightening his legs around Lucius's waist.

DSDFNDFKJDFJDHFJDSFK

When he stepped into the Gryffindor tower forty minutes later he was out of breath, slightly ruffled, and feeling slightly jelly legged and fuzzy minded. However the blast of noise when the portait door opened had quickly started to calm the content warmth that had settled into his body. The voices were easily recognised, and voices that had already hit the 'we're firing deadly, possibly disfiguring spells at each other' level.

Sighing and rubbing his eyes tiredly he stepped into the common room to see Hermione and Ron facing off against each other in the centre of the room, there was a group of curious Gryffindors standing around the room, on the dorm staircases and balcony to the dorms, Ginny was standing beside Hermione apparently adding her part into the argument, Neville was standing beside Ron. Harry blinked shocked when he realised that Neville had gotten involded int the argument and he was as red faced and angry as Ron appeared to be and shouting just as much as the furious redhead. While Neville had gained a hell of a lot of confidence, he was still a gentle and calm soul at nature, and he just didn't do confrontation.

Cringing at the fact he had a horrible feeling that his relationship with Lucius was going to be or laready had been aired to the Gryffindor tower, and most Gryffindors were not good secret keepers. Giving his temples a rub to try and ward of what he knew was an up coming migraine he sent a small wave of reasurrance to Draco and Lucius when he felt their worry he took and breath and stepped fully into the room. Oh yeah, they knew.

"…being selfish!" Hermione shrieked.

"How dare you! Harry does everything in his ability for everyone else, at the sake of his own happiness! And the one time! The one time that he does something for himself, the one time that he does something for himself! The one time that he takes a chance at being happy and you throw all your toys out the pram like the spoilt little girl you are!" Neville snapped back angrily.

"He led me on!" Ginny screamed.

"Oh please Ginny, he's seen you as nothing but his best friends kid sister and maybe a friend and that is it! Even if he wasn't gay, do you really think he would go for you?" Ron shouted back.

"I look like his mum! We'd be the perfect couple! Hermione says so, mum says so!" Ginny's words made Harry feel slightly sick and if the murmuring from around the room was anything to go by it hadn't done her any good.

"That's disgusting Ginny, why would Harry want to marry someone just because they look like his mum, which you don't aside from being a redhead by the way!" Seamus scowled. Oh apparently Seamus and Dean were on the 'Harry' side of the room, he had mistaken them as part of the crowd.

"I do look like her! I do! And we'll be the next Lily and James Potter!" Ginny stamping her foot gained shocked laughter from around the room.

"Its meant to be Harry looks like James! Even Sirius said they would be a perfect match!" Hermione sneered.

"Harry used to look like James, not anymore. Harry is himself, he's going to be himself with his partner, his male partner! And Sirius needs to learn that as well! Though he has agreed to be civil with Lucius!" Neville smirked as the girls looked stunned.

"He has no right to do this!" Hermione finally snapped out.

"Do what? Fall in love? Be happy? Do something without getting your express permission first?" Dean laughed coldly.

"I…Harry…I don't…Harry's doesn't need my permission!" Hermione spluttered.

"No he doesn't, but you expect him to. You expect him and Ron to run every single little part of their lives passed you and if they make a choice for themselves, do something you don't like or don't ask you, you push your unwanted nose into it and snap, nag and annoy them until they just give in! I say good on Harry for doing something he wants this time, for doing something that will make him happy for once!" Seamus went for the kill. Harry blushed slightly when most of the room clapped or cheered in clear agreement.

"This has nothing to do with you!" Ginny sneered at the Irish boy.

"It has nothing to do with you either! This is Harry's life not yours," Neville shouted furiously.

"We're his friends!" Hermione shrieked.

"Then your place is to support Harry's choices unless you think he's in danger!" Ron spat.

"Its Lucius Malfoy of course he's going to hurt him!" Ginny laughed, more than half the room gringed at the sound. Nails down the board would have been more pleasant.

"Malfoy is a veela!" Someone shouted from the crowd.

"Lucius isn't going to hurt Harry, he's his mate. He can't," Neville shook his head.

"And I've seen them together. If Lucius is going to, or plans to hurt Harry then I'm anorexic!" Ron snorted.

"You're egging Harry on! He wouldn't make this choice if you weren't, he wouldn't choose that Death Eater over me!" Ginny practically preened at the end of her words making Harry feel more then a little sick when she pushed her chest out, the already straining, half undone buttons protesting even more at the abuse.

"That's enough," Harry's voice was low with a vicious slice of warning to it as he stepped into the room.

"Harry," Ginny smiled sickly sweetly and gave him the flirty look that he was sure she thought he would find attractive. He wasn't sure if it was because he was gay, because she was practically a stalker, or a mixture but it had the complete opposite effect to what he was sure she wanted.

"If I ever hear you speaking about my mate like that I will not be responsible for what I do. Lucius risked his life to spy on Voldemort in both wars, just as he risked his life to get Draco away from them the minute he thought it wasn't safe. My choice is my own, no one else influenced it, no one else helped me make it, not even Lucius. I have chosen Lucius, I have made the decision to be with him. And I have never been happier," Harry's tone was chillingly cold as he spoke, watching Hermione and Ginny blanch and step back he knew he was achieving the image he was going for.

"Harry…you can't honestly think you will be happy with him," Ginny simpered stepping towards him.

"I honestly do yes," Harry answered simply.

"Harry…" Hermione tried but Harry cut her off with one look. Huh, he must be more angry than he thought.

"I don't want to hear it. This has really shown who my friends are. I'm making a choice to try and be happy, Lucius is offering me everything I want, and I am happy with him. And you can't even manage to try and be happy for me? You can't manage to be my friend and at least give him a chance and listen when I say I want to be with him. You're not my mum Hermione, I don't need your permission and I don't need to listen to everything you tell me as though it is law. I have made the choice for myself," He said tightly trying to control his anger before he started playing with the heat in the room, though if the way some people were fanning themselves was anything to go by he wasn't doing the best job.

"So you're picking him over your friends?" Hermione yelled at him.

"No. I'm going to be with Lucius, I'm not picking anything. You are the one trying to make me choose over being happy and being friends with you. Because as far as I have seen the only friend that is against this, is you," Harry shrugged.

"This is wrong! They've done something to you!" Hermione shook her head. "You would never choose someone else over friendship,"

"I would when that friendship apparently comes with conditions that I need to do what you think I should do and that I should give up my happiness and chance of a family. Maybe I have had enough of your nagging and shrieking, your arrogance and your certaintly that somehow you are better than me and Ron, your need to have a say in everything that I do, and the fact that you don't listen to what I might want to do but instead try and tell me what I should want. You know Hermione, me and Ron have stuck by you through all these years because we care about you, we dismissed things you say or do because we cared, but not everyone is going to put up with it, and I have had enough. I can't dismiss or ignore your behaviour anymore as being harmless. You already know my choice its not going to change. And Lucius hasn't done anything to me, he can't lie about who his mate is, his veela wouldn't let him betray his mate like that," Harry said softly, though the look on Hermione's face told him he could very well have shouted it at her.

"You're making a mistake," Ginny shouted.

"Then its my mistake to make. Though I seriously doubt I am," Harry shrugged before making his way across the common room to the dorm stairs.

"Where were you?" Hermione flustered clearly trying…something Harry wasn't quite sure.

"I was with Lucius, not that it is in anyway your buisness," Harry said sharply before walking passed the amassed group of students gathered around the dorm stairs. Walking into the dorm room he was quickly followed by Neville, Ron, Dean and Seamus.

"You ok?" Dean asked concernd.

"Yeah, thanks guys," Harry smiled at them warmly.

"Hey you and Lucius Malfoy together, very hot!" Seamus grinned wiggling his eyebrows. "So, come on as the only other gay guy in the room letting men near him…" Seamus shot Neville a pointed look.

"I am not giving you details Seamus," Harry shook his head as he made his way to the bathroom.

"Oh come on Harry I've not had any in ages!" Seamus groaned following him.

"That's because you sleep with anything that breathes, stands still for long enough and has a dick Seamus," Dean rolled his eyes as he went to his shower stall.

"True, but it means I need to live vicariously right now! And while Neville would have amazing stories about what the twins would do to him, he's currently still running for the hills like a blushing virgin instead of getting insight onto how large their co…"

"Don't need to here that about my brothers Seamus!" Ron grumbled poking his head out his shower stall.

"So you are the only one left! Come on Harry! Is he big, small, long, thick, does he like to bite, nibble, suck? I heard that veela go all animalistic when with their mates! Did he pin you down and ravish you? did he do it tenderly and slowly, did he make you scream his name in pleasure as he rocked you both into a world of pleasure?" Seamus gushed.

"Yes, no, yes, yes, no, yes, yes, yes, sort of, yes, yes and what the hell!" Harry answered smoothly, snickering when he heard Ron banging his head against the wall. "Watch out according to Bill you can't afford to lose anymore brain cells,"

"Come on Harry, details, details!" Seamus pleaded.

"No, he would probably kill you for knowing that much as it is," Harry snorted as he walked into the dorm room drying his hair.

"Wait, you told me, why would he kill me?" Seamus squeaked chasing after Harry. Dean, Neville and Ron following shaking their heads at the Irishman.

"Because I'm his mate, I'm cute, can look really sorry and promise him mind blowing sex for the rest of the month to make up for being pressured into saying anything," Harry smirked as he started dressing.

"That's…that's…that's cruel Harry!" Seamus huffed.

"There there Seamus, we'll buy you some more gay porn when we're in hogsmeade," Dean patted him on the shoulder.

"Oh Neville you're having lunch with us tomorrow," Harry smiled at neville.

"Us? Us as in you and Lucius?" Neville looked nervous.

"Nope, me, Lucius, Draco, Bill, Fleur, Ron, Charlie, Percy…"

"Do not say Fred and George, do not say Fred and George!" Neville glared.

"George and Fred," Harry grinned.

"Harry…." Neville groaned. Harry motioned the others out of the dorm before closing, locking and silencing the room.

"Neville when are you just going to give in. They really like you and I know that you like them," Harry said quietly as he sat down on Neville's bed.

"Harry please," Neville sighed.

"Nev, I wouldn't push this if I didn't believe that you had feelings for them," Harry tugged Neville down beside him watching as the other teen sighed and dropped his shoulders.

"Harry how can I take them seriously? Why the hell would they want someone like me! Why would they want to be with me! Me! Harry they would have anyone that they wanted, why would they both choose me?" Neville sighed.

"Neville…I could really quite happily curse your grandmother to the seventh circles of muggle hell and back again sometimes you know that!" Harry's sudden explosing had Neville blinking at him completely stunned. "She totally screwed over the way you see yourself and the shyness you developed because of it stopped other people from getting close to tell you. Neville, you are a kind, strong, warm, friendly, brave, loyal, huge hearted, selfless guy who also has an amazing arse, gorgeous shoulders, a cute nose, lovely eyes, and are very good looking. Had my brothers not claimed you and Lucius wasn't my mate I would have totally jumped your bones myself," Harry grinned as Neville turned an amazing shade of red.

"Harry.."

"Neville I'm telling the truth, all of it. And Fred and George see it too, they aren't kidding about this. They might be jokers but they wouldn't play with someone's emotions or pretend to be in love with someone. They have genuine feelings for you Neville. And I think you could make each other happy," Harry shrugged.

"Triads are unusual," Neville tried weakly.

"But not unheard of. Neville, come tormorrow, flirt a little, have a little bit of a laugh and talk to them, give them a chance. Also come and help me sit on the middle of a bunch of Weasleys and two Malfoys," Harry grinned.

"I don't want to be hurt," Neville admitted with a sigh.

"No one wants to be hurt, but sometimes you have to take a risk to have more happiness than you have right now. The twins know that you like them, that you at least fancy them, and while they understand to a point, they are being hurt by you avoiding them," Harry touched Neville's hand gently after the teen just sat staring at his hands confused. "Neville I believe the twins will do you a hell of a lot of good and help you get your confidence,"

"You really think I should go for it?" Neville asked.

"I think you should give them a chance. You fancy them right?" Harry asked him with a small smile.

"They are good looking, and funny," Neville smiled shyly.

"Then yes, I definitely think that you should give them a go. So, come tomorrow? Because seriously if I do not have someone else there I have a horrible feeling I am going to come back with a twitch or something!"

"Alright, alright I'll come," Neville groaned. Harry beamed as he hugged him tightly.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you. You won't regret it, and you being there will distract the twins from teasing Lucius too much or trying to prank him or Draco," Harry grinned.

"This is going to be inventive at least," Neville rolled his eyes patting the top of Harry's head.
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