Union of Three

Union of Three

Chapter 11

“AHHHH! IN THE LIVING ROOM? I CAN’T DO THIS ANYMORE!” shouted Ron, running from the room. He couldn’t get the image of Snape on his hands and knees with Remus pounding into his arse out of his head. Desperate to get away from this place, he ran to Harry’s room. Lucius had just left the kitchen with a tray of food for Harry, so he knew Harry would be awake. “Hey, mate, I’m gonna visit the Burrow for a while ‘cause if I walk in on another person having sex, I’ll- WHAT IS IT WITH ALL YOU PEOPLE?” shouted Ron. Lucius was lying on his back, holding Harry’s hips and lifting him up and down on his very erect cock.

“Get out,” snarled Lucius, keeping his pace steady.

“Ron, what are- oh gods, yes- you doing- oh fuck, I’m so close- here?” asked Harry, throwing his head back as Lucius rammed his sweet spot mercilessly. Lucius, ignoring Ron completely, grasped Harry’s dick in his fist and stroked the brunette to his release, following shortly after with just two more strokes. Harry finally managed to look back towards the door only to find Ron lying on the floor unconscious, the redhead having succumbed to the shock of actually seeing his best friend fucking a Malfoy. “Did you here what he said before he passed out?” Harry asked Lucius as he pulled on his dressing robe.

“No, kitten, I was a little preoccupied at the time,” said Lucius, pulling on his trousers. “I guess I’ll take him to Miss Granger. Maybe she’ll be able to keep him out of trouble and out of other people’s rooms when they are busy.”

“I guess I’ll go find Draco then,” said Harry, kissing Lucius briefly on the lips and stepping over Ron. He walked downstairs to find his errant mate.

Lucius just smirked and levitated Ron down the corridor to Hermione’s room. “Miss Granger?” he called through the door. Hermione gasped when she opened the door and saw the unconscious Ron. “He barged into my bedroom and passed out. You might want to keep him close before he gets into any more trouble.”

“Get into any more trouble- oh!” said Hermione, blushing furiously as she remembered her own experience five days ago. “Yeah, I think we’ll just go to the Burrow and visit for a few days. We’ll be gone for at least a week.”

“Perfect,” said Lucius, smiling devilishly as he thought of a plan to have Harry as dessert in the kitchen. “Have fun.” With that, he walked down the corridor, whistling a merry tune and leaving a stunned Hermione behind him.

*****

“Remus!” shouted Severus, arse clenching around Remus’ lunging shaft as he spilled his seed across his hand and the floor. Remus thrust four more times into the constricting channel and gained his own release, biting into Severus’ shoulder where his claim mark had scarred over.

After several long minutes of silence broken only by their harsh panting, Remus finally managed to pull out of Severus and collapse to the floor beside him. He looked thoughtfully at the door and vaguely remembered hearing someone entering the room, but he wasn’t sure who had done so. “Hey, Sev, do you know who came in the room earlier?”

“I think it was the Weasley brat,” said Severus with blatant unconcern. He stretched lazily and pulled the blanket off the couch to drape over them. “With all that shouting, that’s the only one it could be.”

Harry walked into the room just then. Seeing Severus and Remus lying in the floor and covered only by a blanket, Harry smirked slightly. “So you’re the ones who started it,” he said teasingly.

“Started what?” asked Remus curiously.

“Ron barged into my room to tell me that he was going home for a while because he was tired of walking in on people having sex,” said Harry cheerfully. “Of course, then he passed out.”

“Walked in on you and Lucius?” asked Severus with a smirk.

“Yeah,” said Harry. “That reminds me, have you seen Draco? I haven’t seen him all morning. Is he mad at me for some reason?”

“He’s not mad at you, Harry. He’s concerned,” said Remus quietly. “He’s been in the library every spare second trying to find the strongest purification ritual out there to keep you from dying.”

“Well, I guess I’ll get some tea and join him with his research. After all, we do want to keep me alive and healthy,” said Harry with a cheeky grin. He quickly left the room and sauntered to the kitchen where he found Dougal sitting and staring contemplatively. The vampire looked up and smiled cheerfully, though, as Harry entered the room.

“Hello, kitten,” said Dougal warmly. “I’m surprised Lucius let you go so quickly this morning.”

“What’s wrong?” asked Harry bluntly, seeing past the bright façade and ignoring the vampire’s crude question.

“What do you mean? I’m perfectly fine,” said Dougal quickly. “I’m just enjoying a cup of tea on this fine Friday morning.”

“Do you lie this badly to Voldemort? Because if you do, it’s a wonder he hasn’t killed you for betraying him yet,” said Harry calmly, sitting at the table to confront the vampire. “Now what is wrong?”

“I’m going to go home for a while,” said Dougal quietly. “My clan still needs their leader, and I’ve been gone too long as it is. Besides, the pheromones you three are putting out are driving me batty, and that doesn’t even include the werewolf and his mate. I’ll come back when your season is over.” Kali shimmered into the room and landed on Dougal’s shoulder. “I’ll be back next week. Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do, kitten?”

“Is there actually anything you wouldn’t do?” asked Harry with a grin. “I always pegged you for the kind of person that would try anything at least once.”

“I’ve never fucked an animal, literally not figuratively,” said Dougal smugly. “Bestiality is just not my thing.”

“Okay, ewww,” said Harry, wrinkling his nose in disgust. “Couldn’t you have just said ‘yes’? I didn’t need an actual example.”

“You should go find Draco and fuck his brains out,” said Dougal, smirking wickedly as Harry blushed. “There’s something seriously wrong with the boy. He’s been spending far too much time in the library when he has your delectable body at hand to ravish at will.”

“Hey, I get a say about the ravishing,” said Harry indignantly, glaring at Dougal halfheartedly. He pointed to the window and arched his eyebrow. “I believe you were just leaving? Bye now.”

“You’re so mean,” pouted Dougal. “I can feel when I’m not wanted. I’ll just go home where people do love me.”

“You actually know someone like that?” asked Harry teasingly.

“Hey!” said Dougal huffily. “You’re mean streak is just shining through like a beacon today. I think I’ll call Lucius in to shag you into a better mood.”

“That seems to be your answer for everything,” said Harry irritably. “Shagging does not cure everything.”

“Maybe not, but it certainly makes things seem better,” said Dougal cheekily. He jumped to his feet as he heard footsteps nearing the kitchen door. Pulling a surprised Harry into his arms, he quickly kissed the boy on the cheek and shimmered out of the room with Kali.

“I thought I heard Dougal,” said Draco, opening the door and looking around the kitchen in confusion. He finally noticed Harry’s shocked daze. “Kitten, what’s wrong? Did that moronic vampire do something to you?”

“He kissed me on the cheek and left to go home,” said Harry quietly, staring out the window thoughtfully. ‘Dougal’s really serious about seeing us as his family,’ thought Harry. ‘He even treats me like his kid brother.’

“He what?!” shouted Draco angrily. “That bastard trying to move in on my territory. Why didn’t you stop him?”

“Draco, what is your problem? You’ve been spending most of your time in the library and ignoring me altogether. What’s the point in acting jealous now?” asked Harry, annoyance heavy in his tone. “Besides, he just hugged me, kissed me on the cheek, and left. It’s not like he tried to feel up my arse or anything.”

“Harry, I’m trying to find a spell to keep you from dying,” said Draco defensively. “It’s not like you’ve been pining for my company in any case. You’ve had my father to keep you occupied. You must like his dick a lot better than mine.”

“Draco, you’re being ridiculous,” said Harry calmly. “You leave the bed before I wake up, I see you maybe twice before dinner, and then you pass out before I get ready for bed. You are the one who’s been avoiding me.”

“What did you expect? Every time I see you, you’re with my father. I never see you alone, and I want some alone time. I don’t want my father to be present every time we have sex,” said Draco heatedly. “You even quit feeding from me. You just don’t care about me at all, do you?”

“Draco, that’s just not true. I care for you and Lucius equally,” said Harry quietly.

“Which is not a whole damn lot, right?” asked Draco sarcastically.

Harry, in a rare show of aggressiveness, grabbed Draco by the ears and pulled him into a deep tongue-tangling kiss. He thrust his tongue demandingly into the blonde’s mouth, moaning softly as Draco quickly returned the kiss, deepening the kiss even more. “Wrong. I’ve grown to care for both of you too damn much,” he muttered. Disregarding the fact that anyone could walk in on them, Harry frantically stripped Draco’s shirt off somehow without breaking the kiss and started on the blonde’s pants.

“Harry.. gods, I’ll never get enough of you,” muttered Draco, stripping Harry completely bare and sitting him on the table. He spread Harry’s legs and settled between them, devouring his mate’s lips once more. “You are so fuckin’ gorgeous.”

Harry wrapped his arms around Draco\'s neck and pulled him closer to deepen the kiss, moaning as the action caused their erections to brush together. He quickly wrapped his legs around Draco\'s waist and thrust up demandingly, causing Draco to moan with him this time. Draco reached behind Harry and grabbed the oil, pouring a generous amount into his hand. He hastily prepared the brunette, moaning softly as Harry licked teasingly across the prominent vein in his neck. Pulling his fingers free from Harry\'s grasping sheath, Draco positioned his cock at his mate\'s loosened entrance and thrust quickly inside.

Harry buried his fangs in Draco\'s neck, muffling his pleasured scream, and Draco quickened his pace as his release approached. Harry pulled away from Draco\'s neck, licking the blood off his lips with relish, and arched his back as Draco\'s pistoning dick rammed his prostate relentlessly, arse clenching around his mate\'s thrusting shaft with the force of his release. Draco thrust twice more into the rippling channel and shouted out his own orgasm, wrapping his arms tightly around Harry and collapsing into the chair with the brunette straddling his lap, cock still buried firmly within his mate\'s tight channel.

\"I love you, Harry,\" said Draco quietly, staring intently into Harry\'s eyes. He hadn\'t thought that he\'d fallen completely in love with his kitten, but as Harry\'s season grew closer to ending and the threat of war increased, he realised just how much he truly cared. The very thought of his mate- his kitten- his love dying made his heart squeeze in anguish. So he researched endlessly, trying to find a way to keep his mate from becoming a sacrifice for the wizarding world. He wanted to spend the rest of his life with Harry by his side and in his arms, and he was willing to do whatever it took to achieve that goal.

“I love you too, Draco,” said Harry, smiling softly. He gasped, though, when his words caused an immediate affect on Draco. As soon as Harry had confessed his love, Draco’s buried shaft hardened like a steel pipe. Draco just grasped Harry’s hips and urged his mate to ride him. “Time for round two?” asked Harry with a smirk. Draco just nodded quickly and kissed his mate breathless.

*****

“Aren’t they ever going to finish?” asked Severus irritably. “They do have a bedroom where they can do that all they like.”

“Yes, this coming from the man having sex in the living room earlier today,” said Lucius snidely. He was a little jealous after witnessing the poignant scene in the kitchen. Intellectually he knew that Harry cared for him. Harry was too honest with his emotions to pretend happiness with them if he wasn’t. Besides, he constantly showed that he cared in a million different ways. Lucius had no doubts whatsoever that Harry cared about him. He just wasn’t so sure that his mate loved him- loved him like he loved Harry. Lucius longed to join his mate, but he knew that Draco needed this time to reassure himself that his feelings were truly returned.

“Why are you still out here?” asked Severus quietly. “Why don’t you join them?”

“Draco needs this time alone with Harry. They need to settle their relationship and their feelings,” said Lucius softly, giving the couple in the kitchen one last wistful glance and walking away.

“You think he’ll be all right?” asked Remus quietly, staring at Lucius’ departing back sadly.

“I think that he wants Harry to tell him how he truly feels,” said Severus somberly. “He’s turning into a bloody Gryffindor with all this emotion. Next thing you know, he’ll leave so that Harry will be happy with Draco. He needs to get his Slytherin ambition back under control and make Harry see that he loves him.”

*****

Harry and Draco took a quick shower, and Draco went back to the library while Harry searched for Lucius. He hadn’t seen his other mate since early that morning when Ron had barged in on them. Harry was a little worried because Lucius hadn’t strayed from his side longer than an hour since his season started. He finally found Lucius in the attic sifting through a box of books.

“Lucius?” asked Harry hesitantly. Lucius looked a little sad, and Harry discovered that he didn’t like that look on his mate. “Are you all right?”

“I’m fine, Harry,” said Lucius softly, setting another book to the side. “I thought you were with Draco.”

“He’s researching again,” said Harry, smiling slightly. “If he keeps it up, I may have to start calling him Hermione.” Lucius didn’t even smile at the gibe. “Lucius, what’s wrong?”

“I’m going to relinquish my claim as your mate,” said Lucius abruptly. He hurriedly continued when Harry opened his mouth to protest. “You love Draco and he loves you. You don’t need me around to hinder you both. I may go stay with Dougal. You know, reminisce about the good old days.”

“Lucius, please don’t do this,” said Harry, tears slowly rolling down his cheek. “Yes, I love Draco, but that doesn’t mean that I don’t love you as well. Like I told Draco earlier, I care for you both equally- love you both equally. If you leave me, you’ll take an important piece of my life with you.”

“How can you possibly love me?” asked Lucius derisively. “I was a Death Eater. I killed people, Harry. How can you love someone like that?”

“Lucius, you’re not like that anymore. Yeah, you’re still arrogant and snobbish, but you’ve changed in so many ways. Besides, if I can give Draco a second chance after all the crap he’s done to me over the years, why can’t I do the same for you? I only have one question. Do you love me, Lucius?” asked Harry quietly, stepping closer to his mate. Lucius stubbornly refused to answer. “I guess I can’t blame you. After all, my own aunt hated the very sight of me, so why should you be any different? I’m a freak, right? Especially now. How could I be anything else with Voldemort as my father?” Tears rolled down his cheeks with every question he asked.

Lucius was speechless for once. He couldn’t believe that his beautiful Harry actually believed these things. Harry was the most lovable person he’d ever met- he’d gotten the icy Lucius Malfoy to fall in love with him, in any case. Harry impatiently brushed his tears away and turned to leave.

“Wait, Harry!” said Lucius, jumping to his feet. “I do love you, Harry. I love you so much that the thought of you only staying with me because you’re too kind to turn me away just eats away at me. Do you truly love me?”

“I love you in spite of your past and even more because of your past. Your past has shaped you into the man you are today- the man who was willing to give up his own happiness for the sake of my own,” said Harry seriously. He suddenly grinned. “Of course, I didn’t know you were such a Gryffindor at heart.”

“You take that back,” hissed Lucius, glaring at Harry playfully. “I am 100% Slytherin. Don’t you dare compare me to those recklessly noble Gryffindorks, as Draco calls them.”

“Lucius is a Gryffindor, na naa na na naa,” sang Harry, yelping as Lucius lunged at him and fleeing from his insulted mate.