The Dracken Prince | By : Sablesilverrain Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Tom Views: 12519 -:- Recommendations : 7 -:- Currently Reading : 19 |
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Harry stepped out of the Floo—and into chaos.
“He doesn’t love me!” Sirius was wailing, cradled in Remus' arms.
Remus met Harry's eyes in resignation before rolling his own heavenward. “He does, Siri, that's why he won't let you in there right now. You know he’s brewing, he told you the fumes would be toxic, and you—”
Sirius pulled back and glared at Remus. “He shouted at me.” He spat.
“Yes, to get out of his lab while he was—”
“And then locked me out!”
“To keep you and the baby safe!” Remus shouted. “Dammit, Padfoot, think for a second! He doesn’t want his second son to have horrible defects! He's doing this so you will have a healthy Heir!”
Sirius pouted. “He didn't have to yell.”
Remus sighed. “Telling you reasonably didn’t work the first two times. Desperate times call for desperate measures.”
Sirius huffed. “I'll stay until lunch.” He muttered.
“Good. Look, Harry's back.”
Sirius turned around, smiled widely, and squeezed Harry as hard as his distended belly would allow.
“It's a boy?” Harry asked with the last breath left in his body.
“Yeah. A healthy boy, as long as Sirius stays out of the lab while wolfsbane is brewing.” Remus remarked drolly.
“That’s great! What did you decide to name him?” Harry asked as Sirius let him go.
“Rigel.” Sirius said. “His name will be Rigel Sirius Black, Heir Black and our first possible Dracken.” He said proudly.
Severus came out of the lab, scowling. “We’ve already had two Drackens of Prince stock this generation; a third is highly unlikely.” He informed Sirius.
“Two?” Sirius pointed to Harry. “One...” He looked around. “I’m not following.”
“Charlie Weasley has Prince blood, and his inheritance was delayed a bit. It took place last winter.”
“Oh.” Sirius said, and nodded. “Yeah, okay, that makes sense.”
“Anyway, you,” Severus pointed to Harry, “go to your room; you have clothes to put away. Do so. You,” He pointed to Remus, “Keep him busy.” He said, pointing to Sirius. “I will suggest taking him upstairs and going to a guest room to do unspeakable things to him for the last two hours I need for this potion before I put it in stasis.”
Harry turned and ran up the stairs, face bright red at what he had just heard.
Severus smiled. “Payback is sweet, indeed.” He said before turning and heading back to his lab as Sirius and Remus howled with laughter.
*****
Sirius and Remus left after lunch, and Severus called over Narcissa.
Harry hovered in the doorway of the receiving room until she came through. She looked at him, smiled, and said, “Go to the Manor, Harry dear. We don’t need you underfoot and bored. Draco and his mates are there, and they are expecting you.”
Harry nodded and went through.
Draco waylaid him immediately, thrusting a baby into his arms. “Take Faith, I am going crazy!”
She stopped fussing and looked up at Harry, blue-green eyes blinking at him in confusion.
“Hi, lovely. How is life treating you?” He asked Draco after greeting the baby.
Draco sighed. “It’s been hell the last three days, with Mother frantically planning and us trying to stay out of her way. At least now she is doing it all over at your place.”
“Oh. Are their eyes turning green?” Harry asked, nodding down at Faith.
“Not green, we think they are set now. It will be about a month before we know for sure, but they haven’t darkened any further in the last two days.” Draco said, beckoning Harry to follow him. “You’ve got to see what Molly has been up to, she is over-the-moon right now! It’s hilarious!”
Harry snorted as he followed Draco into his room.
“Bring the orb over!” Draco ordered as soon as he was through the door.
Fred looked up from where he was feeding Grace. “It's on the desk. When I'm done, have Harry bring Faith over and we can trade so she can have lunch.” He said.
Draco nodded. “Let's see...” He picked up the orb and spoke a quiet word Harry didn’t quite catch, and it shimmered and showed Molly knitting a tiny onesie and humming, a content smile on her lips. As they watched, she paled clamped a hand over her mouth, and rushed out of the room. Draco grinned widely. “All the symptoms of a real pregnancy. It's enough to convince even someone who has had as many kids as her! Fred, you're a genius!” Draco told him.
George came into the room, holding bags. “Our wedding clothes, and even little treats for all of us!” He announced. “Oh, hi, Harry! Big day tomorrow!”
Harry laughed. “Yes, it should be wild. Sirius is this big now!” He held out his hands in front of his stomach, indicating Sirius' current pregnant frame. “And he's a basket case lately. But he'll be back to his prankster self in a month or two, I'm sure.”
“Hm, maybe not directly after the baby is born, but shortly after, I bet. Like these two.” Draco said, the statement both agreeing and disagreeing with Harry's.
Harry laughed as they watched Molly come back into the room, a little pale, but looking happy, all the same. “It won't take very long. He's quick to recover from things. I know him well enough to know that.”
“That’s true enough.”
Fred finished feeding Grace and laid her down in the bassinette. “Sleep, you little glutton, while I appease your sister’s hunger.” He said, a laugh in his voice.
“I hear you’ve had an inheritance, like Luna kept saying you would?” George asked. “Can we see the changes?”
“Dracken form or Dragon?” Harry asked, grinning.
“Can we see both?” Draco asked, turning the orb off.
“Greedy.” Harry chastised. “Tell you what: I’ll show you my Dragon form now, and you can see the other at the wedding.”
Fred snorted. “Let’s take the offer; no need to wear him out completely.” He said. “From what I hear, both transformations take a lot out of you.”
Harry nodded. “They do. So, Dragon form. I won’t be able to hold it long; it takes a lot of magic to hold the form.”
The three mates nodded and Harry cast the charm he had learned on his clothes so they would disappear as he grew and come back as he shrank again, so he did not ruin them and then appear naked like he had the first time, before he had thought to see if a spell like that existed.
He knelt and let the form overtake him, growing and watching as the others backed up to give him more space.
“Wow. A Common Welsh Green. You match your eyes, Harry, now that they’ve lightened a few shades. It looks good on you. You’re a little small, but all new Drackens are. You still have a lot of growing to do in this form, the dragon form won’t be full-grown until you reach twenty-five.” Draco said.
Harry glared at him and blew smoke at him.
Draco smiled. “No offence meant, of course.” He said to soothe ruffled feathers.
Harry growled softly as Fred came forward, and he paused. Harry sidled closer to George.
“Oh, he doesn’t want other Dominants near him. Maybe you can pet him, Draco?” Fred said.
Draco eyed him. “Can I, My Prince?”
Harry inclined his head and let out a soft, draconic purr.
Draco came near him, and Harry relaxed enough to let the switch pet him.
He felt bad that Fred couldn’t, but in this form he felt threatened by Dominants being too close. Other submissives were fine, though.
After Draco and George had pet him and exclaimed over his form enough to please Harry, he shifted back and grinned.
“Sorry about that, I have reasons I couldn’t let you near. I didn’t know that would happen. Instincts, and all.” He explained to Fred.
Fred nodded. “I understand.” He said. He finished feeding Faith and laid her down beside her sister. They made small noises, almost babbling, but it was not fussing, and they seemed fine with laying down and being quiet.
“So, how’s married life treating you?” Fred asked Harry with a grin.
Harry snorted. “Actually, Dad is still being Dad, but we have been able to seal the bond, and he let me spend the night there once. I’m not too sure he is going to let Tom stay over very often, though.”
Draco laughed. “Typical parent. But he will ease up eventually. And you’ll be living with Our Lord once you go to Hogwarts for the year. That will be cosy.” He purred, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively.
Harry flushed. “It will be nice. There will be a lot of sex to be had, I can already tell. We are very good together.” He added. “And I’ve gotten over most of my hang-ups. Things are working out well.”
“Well, of course. Most of your hang-ups come from being the bottom, and Drackens don’t really do that. It’s bound to be easy if you stick to the other way around. I never really took Our Lord for a willing bottom, of course, but I suppose for someone he loves, he can make certain allowances.” Draco mused.
Harry smiled, but didn’t bother to correct him. He trusted Draco and the twins, yes, but certain secrets were necessary, in the long run, for safety’s sake. Those that needed to know would.
Sirius and Remus would be informed when the wedding was over, too.
Secrets of that importance for most creatures just had to operate on a need-to-know basis, and neither Draco nor the twins were on that kind of list.
Harry walked over and looked down at the babies. They quieted, and regarded him with the same calm look he was bestowing upon them. “They’re very aware, for their age.” He remarked.
George smiled. “It’s a sign of trouble.” He said proudly. “Molly used to say we were the same way as babies. Very observant, and we only really cried when we really needed something. I’m sure they are communicating mentally with each other, like Fred and I can do, even at this age.”
Harry nodded. “It’s entirely possible.” He agreed.
*****
Harry woke, stretching, and looked around. Zephyr was sleeping on his wardrobe, as Harry had been tossing and turning all night, excited for the wedding.
*I’m up, you can come down now.* Harry said in amusement.
*Thank Bahamut!* Zephyr said happily and came down to land next to Harry’s head. *Shower first, or breakfast?*
Harry sat up. *Shower, I think.* He said.
They quickly showered and Harry dressed, then they headed to the family dining room for breakfast.
Severus was already there, nursing his usual cup of tea. “I have a request for you for when you strengthen the spells on the rings.” He said as soon as Harry had sat down.
“I’m listening.” Harry said, summoning Tissy and asking for his and Zephyr’s breakfasts.
He made sure Zephyr got a small orange and half a banana along with his bacon, as the Drackling had decided he liked them and wanted them more often. There would be salmon for lunch, but the fruit would be scarce until dinner, so Harry felt he should get some with breakfast, since it was a special day, and he wanted his companion to enjoy it as much as he would.
“Could you perhaps not strengthen the fertility spells on them?” Severus asked.
Harry choked on his tea and coughed until Severus cast a charm to clear his lungs.
“It was not that surprising a request, I don’t think. Your Dogfather apparently needs to magical help with fecundity; he is clearly fertile enough already.” Severus said evenly. “And I, for one, have no desire to be overrun with brats in the next five years. Two is enough for me. Perhaps third, in a few years, but certainly no more.”
Harry laughed. “Sure, Dad, I’ll let nature dictate how many siblings I end up with, not the magic of the rings.”
Severus relaxed. “Thank you.” He said in relief. “I appreciate that. Sirius will, too, when he sees the sense in it.” He added.
Harry laughed under his breath.
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