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Scales, Wings and War	By : PaintTheLily Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 13742 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, or any of the characters pertaining to the series. These are property of J. K. Rowling. I do not make any money from the fanfiction that I write.

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A/N: The concept for this story is adopted from Jayde Alyxandre. It was originally called Dragon Kind. I take no credit for the idea of Drackens. The first chapter is an excerpt from the first chapter of her story.

I intend to start the story from scratch - not to start it with this first chapter. However, feel free to read through if you want an idea of the concept that will be present later in the story.

I aim to make this a fairly long and in-depth fic, so bear with me if I don't get to the good bits as soon as you'd like. I'll try to make sure there is nothing included in there that is not necessary to the overall storyline.

Enjoy reading!

~yaoinessdotcom

Harry Potter woke on his sixteenth birthday to some surprising changes.

The first thing he noticed was his eyesight. Everything was so perfectly clear. He had never seen with such clarity before, even with his glasses on. And now the dim bedroom on Number Four Privet Drive was like a whole new experience to the young wizard. The tiny dust motes floating in the air, the individual strokes of paint on the bedroom walls, the specks of dirt on the carpet, he could see it all. Colours, he noticed, were more vibrant and there was so much more to everything, every colour. He never knew there were so many shades of white. His eyesight was better than any humans.

After staring for twenty minutes at the wood grain pattern of his dresser Harry figured he had better see what other changes he might have. Hopefully they were as wonderful as his new found sight.

After checking to make sure the Dursleys were still asleep, he tip-toed down to the bathroom. Upon entering he could only stare in shock at the reflection in the mirror. The boy in the mirror was about 5'6. His face was not so round anymore. He had high cheekbones a thin nose that was just right. His lips were full and pouty. His eyes were a deep emerald green framed by long, sooty lashes. His hair was pure silk, cascading down his back like an inky black waterfall. His body was slender and dare he say, curvier. His waist was thin and his hips were a bit more rounded than they had been. He had long legs, and a pert butt. His skin was perfectly smooth and unblemished. Not a freckle or scar marred the ivory flesh. He was beautiful.

After stripping off his clothes to get a better look, Harry peered once more into the mirror. He could hardly believe the reflection in the mirror was him. He twirled around before a glint of something caught his eye. He looked closer, trying to see what it was that had caught his attention. Suddenly he gasped. Scales! There were small white scales, so perfectly blended in with his skin that he could barely tell they were there at all. After looking closer he saw that the scales were all over his body. They started at the top of his neck and went down his shoulders and back. They continued on his behind and down his legs. His chest and stomach were covered as well. The scales did not cover every inch, but were in some sort of intricate design. Looking at his face he saw that there were scales there, but they were tinier than the others. They were on his forehead and cheekbones, trailing down his jaw line, beneath his eyes and down his cheeks. Even on his eyelids! He couldn't believe it.

What on earth am I? He wondered. Maybe I'm some sort of snake? A dragon? Do I have wings? No sooner did he finish that thought than he felt a searing pain in his back. He fell to his knees and gasped as he felt a strange weight upon his shoulders.

Glancing up into the mirror he saw there were indeed wings sprouting from his back. Leathery white wings, covered in the same white scales. Harry stares in awe at the beautiful appendages. They were almost as tall as he was. He flexed the wings, wanting to get used to the feel of them. He stretched them out as wide as they would go. He guessed the wing span was probably about twelve feet.

I hope I can fly with these. It would be so much better than flying on a broom. I wonder if I can will them away. Okay wings, go away. The wings immediately receded into his back. Luckily without as much pain as calling them had.

I'd better get back to my room before the Dursleys get up. I really don't want to deal with them right now. I just want to get my things ready and wait for Remus to pick me up. Thank Merlin I don't have to spend another night in this house. I don't know why that old fool sent me back here in the first place. Voldemort is gone now and the Death Eaters are in Azkaban. Well, most of them anyway. And I would be just as safe at Remus' or at the burrow. Meddling old coot.

Back in his room Harry decided to do some research. He wanted to know what sort of creature he had become. And so getting out his book on magical creatures he flipped through it until finally he saw something.

Drackens. Or Dragon Kind.

Drackens are a rare breed of magical creatures. They are said to be nearly extinct with the numbers of the population dropping as more drackens breed with humans, causing the bloodline to die out. Wizards also hunt drackens for their blood and scales which are useful for certain potions and spells. They are also considered to be dark creatures by the ministry and therefore dangerous to society. There are rumoured to be less than a hundred drackens still alive. Though this number may be greater as drackens have become adept at hiding their creature characteristics and blending in with humans.

Interesting. I wonder if there are any Drackens at Hogwarts. Surely I'm not the only one. But then again if there are so few... Harry shook off those thoughts and turned back to the book.

There are two kinds of Drackens. Dominant and submissive.

Dominant drackens are nearly always male. There have been two or three reported cases of a dominant female, but they are very rare. Dominants are always much larger and more vicious than the submissives. This is to protect the submissive and any offspring they have. Dominant drackens are very possessive and territorial. Even more so when their submissive is in heat, pregnant or nesting. Any threat to their mate or young would be killed without question.

Dominants tend to be cold and cruel. It is only with their mate that they will show any tenderness. And even with submissives a dominant still tends to be a bit rough. A dominant will punish a submissive if he feels the sub has done wrong, though they will never cause a submissive any permanent harm.

Submissive drackens are usually female; though there are submissive males, they, like dominant females are rare. Submissive males are perfectly capable of carrying and giving birth to young. This is only possible if the submissive breeds with a dominant Dracken. Copulating with a human male will never result in a pregnancy. And though a submissive could marry and copulate with a human female, the union could not produce young as submissive males are sterile.

Though submissives are smaller, they can be just as vicious as a dominant if their offspring are threatened.

A submissive may, in some cases, have more than one dominant mate.

Both dominant and submissive drackens are extremely durable and notoriously hard to kill. Because of their tough skin most spells will not affect a Dracken. And the scales are highly reflective, meaning spells will just bounce right off them. Though one exemption is the killing curse. Drackens are also known to have an allergy to salt water, which causes the skin to become irritated and inflame. Though not deadly, it can cause serious harm including; itching, burning, boils and if in contact with the eyes for too long, can even cause blindness.

Characteristics/Features of a Dracken include:

Scales:

Dominants have scales covering about fifty percent of the body, excluding wings which are covered entirely. The dominant will always have darker scales ranging from black to dark reds, blues, greens, purples, etc.

Submissives have scales covering about seventy-five to eighty percent of their bodies. Their wings are also covered entirely. The submissives scales will start out white and will darken with time to reflect the colour(s) of their mate(s).

Wings:

A dominant's wings are large, spanning up to twenty feet in length depending on how old (and/or) powerful the dracken is. Dominants will display their wings for a potential mate. The larger the wings, the more impressive they'll be to a sub.

A submissive's wings are not as large, spanning only about thirteen feet at most.

Both dominant and submissive can fly with their wings.

Fangs/Claws:

Both will have these. They are usually kept sheathed until needed for killing, hunting or protecting. Both are large and deadly. Submissives claws are acidic.

Breeding Cycles:

Submissives will have only two times a year in which they can get pregnant. Breeding cycles vary with each submissive. Both times will last ten days. A dominant will breed almost continually with a sub to ensure more offspring. Neither will feed during this time.

Pregnancy:

A submissive dracken will stay pregnant for approximately seven months. The dominant will be extremely protective during this time and will rarely let the pregnant sub out of his sight. This is also because in order to keep the offspring healthy and growing the dominant will need to share his 'essence' so to speak with his sub. He will do this by touching, kissing, ejaculating into and feeding his magic to the sub.

Symptoms of pregnancy include; Nausea, irritability, dizziness, sensitivity to cold, craving raw meat and accidental magical outbursts. When close to birthing the submissive will feel a need for high, dark places. Once the submissive finds/makes a suitable 'nest' they will stay there until after the birth.

Birthing:

A submissive dracken will give birth alone. The dominant will not be permitted entry to the nest until after the process is over. A submissive will give birth to between one and five young, or 'chicks' as they are called. Once the birth is over and the new mother has nursed the chicks the father will be allowed to enter. The chicks will nurse for twelve weeks.

Harry closed the book, having read enough.

So I'm a submissive dracken, will have a dominant dracken mate, will give birth to dracken chicks and will nurse said dracken chicks. It's okay. I can handle this. It's not completely horrible. I think I could enjoy being a dracken. Of course, I can never tell anyone what I am. There's no one I'd trust with something like this. Except maybe Remus. I wonder if drackens and werewolves get along. They must, after all Remus was friends with mum and dad. And they were obviously drackens. I wonder if anyone knew about them? Probably not. Well if my parents didn't tell Remus then maybe I shouldn't either. We'll see.

Hmm. I guess this explains why I have no interest in women, I'm not meant to be with one. A male would be better to protect me anyway. And my chicks. My mate will have to be powerful. A strong mate will give me strong children. The thought made him purr in delight.

Harry sat up. Where the hell did that come from?

Instinct. These are your natural instincts. You'd better get used to it. Fighting will only bring you pain. And you've had enough pain to last you a lifetime. Try to let yourself be happy. This will turn out all right in the end, just wait and see.

Yes. That's true. I'm tired of fighting. I want to be happy. I want a strong mate. And I would like to have children. I never thought I'd give birth to them but it might be nice. To feel them growing in my belly, have them nursing at my breast. Okay that one's a little weird. But still not too bad. I'd have a family. A real family. And it would be nice to have someone take care of me for a change.
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