Union of Three

Union of Three

Chapter 15

Harry was positively glowing when he finally emerged from his bedroom. He was almost thrumming with energy and vitality, shocking his other housemates. The last they’d seen of Harry, he was lying motionless in a deep sleep and recovering from a destructive curse. They couldn’t believe that Harry was in such good health after so short a time.

“Hi, guys,” said Harry cheerfully, walking into the kitchen and sniffing the air eagerly. He nearly drooled when he saw the various items of food displayed on the table. “Oh, thank Merlin. I’m about to starve.” Proving his point, he loaded his plate high and devoured his breakfast enthusiastically.

Hermione and Ron could only stare at the sheer amount of food Harry managed to put away before he was finally satisfied. Before they could remark on the uncharacteristic appetite, though, Lucius and Draco walked into the room, looking thoroughly shagged and content. Well, that solved that riddle. Ron looked completely scandalized while Hermione quickly ducked her head to hide a smile.

“I see you found your missing kitten,” drawled Dougal slyly. “And just where were you hiding, kitten?”

“I fell asleep in the bath,” muttered Harry, blushing bright red. “So, what have I missed?”

“You mean besides the absolute chaos you caused by falling asleep in the bath?” asked Severus sarcastically.

“I meant more along the lines of ‘Did you perform the purification spell on Nagini?’ and ‘Did it work?’ if you did,” said Harry calmly. “We have a war to win, and I don’t know about you, but I have major incentive to destroy that snake-faced bastard. I want my little girl to be safe, and that’s not likely to happen while Voldemort still lives.”

“Little girl, Harry?” asked Hermione softly. “I figured you would want a son for your first child.”

“It’s not a matter of wanting one or the other, Hermione. I’m having a daughter,” said Harry calmly. “We’ve even decided on a name for her- Taryn Odette Malfoy.”

“How can you be sure it’s a girl, though?” asked Hermione curiously.

“Because I’ve seen her, Hermione,” said Harry simply. “Mum and Sirius showed her to me while I was in the coma.”

“But, Harry, that wasn’t real,” said Hermione sympathetically.

“Hermione, not to be rude or anything, but yes it was real,” said Harry firmly. “Just because you didn’t see what happened, doesn’t mean it didn’t. I had to protect my daughter because Voldemort’s soul fragment was going to try and take over her body during the purification ritual. I managed to stab it in the chest, but not before he stuck a fist in my own chest and started squeezing my heart. From what Luc and Draco told me, I went into convulsions when that happened. Are you still going to tell me it’s all in my imagination?”

“So, is the brat Lucius or Draco’s?” asked Severus snidely.

Lucius punched Severus in the jaw. “My daughter is not a brat. Taryn is a Malfoy, and you’d best start treating her like it.” It was a good thing Dougal had those vampire reflexes because Remus lunged at Lucius, fully intending on dealing out bodily harm to the blonde, when the man had punched his mate. Werewolves were just as protective of their mates as the fae were.

“Well, I guess that answers my question,” muttered Severus, rubbing his sore jaw and glaring at Lucius. “She’s not even born yet, and you’re already defending her honour.” He moved quickly to Remus’ side to soothe his angry mate and keep the werewolf from tearing his friend limb from limb.

“Okay, so back to my original topic,” said Harry irritably. “Like I said, we have a war to win, and we only have a short time to do so. I am not going to be fighting that maniac while I am six months pregnant.”

“That would be impossible anyway,” said Dougal gleefully. “Elves only have a gestation period of five months. So do the fae, for that matter.”

“Whatever, Dougal. You know what I mean. I want to give birth to Taryn in a safe environment, thus Voldemort needs to be destroyed now so that that can happen. Any ideas on how to do this? Where is his base location? How strong are his wards? How many Death Eaters are present and when?” asked Harry. “Do we know anyone that can give us this information?”

“Tynan can probably give us the information,” said Dougal calmly.

“I thought that the Korbin vampires were traitors and would be killed on sight,” said Harry, staring at Dougal in confusion.

“Tynan is not a Korbin. He was born into the Ormand clan, but his family was killed when he was an infant and left orphaned. My father found him and brought him home to raise as a Korbin,” said Dougal quietly. “The Dark Lord doesn’t know that Tynan is a member of my clan because he doesn’t bear a raven tattoo. In fact, several Ormand vampires have formed an alliance with the Dark Lord, and he believes that Tynan is just one of them.”

“Dougal, you find out what Tynan knows and report back to me,” said Harry firmly. Dougal just nodded and summoned Kali, disappearing with his raven. “Remus, you try and find out how much of the werewolf community is aiding Voldemort’s side. Be back by the end of the week. Just tell Lucius where you need to go and he’ll open a portal for you. You can floo back, but the floo network will only be open from 4:00-5:00 Friday afternoon, so don’t be late.” Remus gave Lucius the location and determinedly stepped through the portal Lucius provided. “Severus, you may as well start stocking up on healing potions and the like. I have a feeling we’ll need them.” Severus glared balefully at Harry but obediently went to the lab he’d set up during Harry’s coma and started the required potions. “Lucius, you get to see if you can round up a few fae allies. You also have a week.” Lucius pulled Harry into a tight hug, kissing the brunette hungrily, before opening another portal and disappearing into it.

“What about us, Harry?” asked Ron, feeling left out.

“We are going to do a little research and a little training,” said Harry, leading them all to the library. “The Black library would probably have better resources on offensive curses, but unfortunately, that option is not available to us. We do, however, have the Potter library, which was stocked by two experienced Aurors. Hermione, you research shielding spells and wards, especially how to get through them. Ron, you’re in charge of finding new defense spells. Draco, you will be searching for offensive spells. I will be researching blood magic. So let’s get started.”

Godric’s Hollow was relatively silent for the next four hours. Severus stayed in his potion’s lab, while the four teenagers researched endlessly on the topic they were assigned. Amazingly enough, Slytherins and Gryffindors really could work well together.

*****

Dougal stormed through Korbin castle in search of a certain blonde vampire. He finally found Tynan in the library, reading quietly. “Tynan, I need a report on the Dark Lord’s whereabouts. Is he still at Riddle Manor?”

“No, Master Korbin,” said Tynan softly. “He moved his headquarters to Grimmauld Place after he successfully drove the rest of you out.”

“Has he changed the wards?” asked Dougal.

“Yes,” said Tynan. “He placed blood wards around Grimmauld Place. Only family and those the Dark Lord has added can pass through the wards.”

“Whose been added?” asked Dougal.

“Lestrange, Avery, Pettigrew, Parkinson, Crabbe, and Goyle,” said Tynan. “He has to physically lower the wards to allow anyone else to enter, and he only does that for the meetings. He also added wards that make fae magic useless, so your brother-in-law won’t be able to open a portal into the house.”

“Damn, that complicates things a bit,” muttered Dougal. “What about Kali? Could she get through?”

“No,” said Tynan hesitantly. “He killed Devon and used his blood to keep Korbin vampires from teleporting there.”

“Fuck, he certainly did his research this time,” growled Dougal. “How many Death Eaters does he have guarding Grimmauld Place? And when is the next meeting?”

“He only has six Death Eaters at Grimmauld Place on a permanent basis,” said Tynan. “The next meeting isn’t until Saturday.”

“What did the bastard do with Devon’s body? Were you able to bring him home for a proper burial?” asked Dougal.

“No, Master Korbin. The Dark Lord stabbed him through the heart and cut off his head. Once he’d finished bleeding him out, he incinerated the body and sent the head back as a warning. His mate took care of the rest,” said Tynan sadly.

“Thanks, Tynan. Be careful. The war is officially about to begin,” said Dougal quietly.

*****

Remus stepped out of the portal and sniffed the air, inhaling the scent of the surrounding forest and the faint scent of wolf. He walked towards the lake he’d found the last time he was here, almost quivering in anticipation of seeing his brethren again. Despite his disgust at the werewolves who had joined Voldemort’s cause, Remus couldn’t help but enjoy his time with those who understood what he went through every month. Although Harry and Severus loved him and supported him through his time of need, they could never really understand the sheer agony he felt with each transformation or the exhilaration he felt as he ran through the forest in his wolf form.

Remus finally reached the lake and saw the very person he wanted to see. “Nalani, I’m glad I found you. Where’s the rest of the pack?” asked Remus cheerfully, hugging the girl enthusiastically. She was one of the younger members of the pack at age nineteen, but she usually acted far more mature than anyone else her age. She reminded him a lot of Harry because Nalani had seen just as much pain in her short life as Harry had and thrived in spite of the hardship.

“Remus, you’re back,” said Nalani warmly. She was glad to see Remus again. After he had left last month, the aggressive werewolves wanting to join Voldemort’s cause while the rest wanted to stay out of the war entirely. They had enough discrimination to deal with without causing even more problems. “I’m glad you got back in time. I was afraid you would be too late.”

“Too late for what?” asked Remus quizzically. He had a bad feeling about this.

“The rest of the pack is moving,” said Nalani sadly. “After you left, about fifteen pack members decided to join the Dark Lord. The rest of the pack decided to relocate to avoid any ‘unpleasant skirmishes resulting from this dispute’ and we leave tomorrow. You are coming with us, right?”

“I can’t, Nalani,” said Remus remorsefully. “My godson is Harry Potter, and I have to be there for him. Especially now that he carries a pup.”

“Oh my goodness, Harry Potter is your godson? Why didn’t you ever tell me?” asked Nalani, feeling a bit betrayed. After all the trust she’d placed in Remus, he had kept this secret from her.

“Nalani, I didn’t tell anyone. Harry’s life is in constant danger while Voldemort lives, and the fact that he is my godson also makes me a target. What do you think the werewolves who joined Voldemort would have done if they had known my relationship to Harry?” asked Remus reasonably. Nalani looked away and remained silent. “They would have taken me straight to Voldemort to lure my godson into their hands, that’s what.”

“You’re right,” whispered Nalani. “You should go, Remus. The elders are a bit angry with you at the moment. They blame you for the dissention among the pack. I guess they thought that if you hadn’t mentioned anything, they wouldn’t have lost part of the pack for this useless war.” She stepped up to Remus and placed a chaste kiss on his lips. “I had hoped that you would choose me as your mate, but I see that you’ve already chosen someone else. Be happy, Remus. We’ll meet again someday.” Hugging Remus quickly, she turned and ran into the night, crying as her dreams were shattered with the presence of the mating mark on Remus’ neck.

“Bye, Nalani,” said Remus quietly, watching the young werewolf run away. He turned and left, having gotten the information he was seeking. Now, he just had to get back by the end of the week to give Harry his report.

*****

Lucius entered the castle and kneeled before the queen. “Queen Lisselle, I humbly beg for aid against the Dark Lord Voldemort,” he said formally, keeping his head respectfully bowed.

“Lucius, it has been quite sometime since I’ve seen you,” said Queen Lisselle quietly. “I believe you were twenty at the time. Why should I bother to aid you in this war when you haven’t bothered to grace us with your presence in over fifteen years?”

“Queen Lisselle, my mate is Harry Potter and his role is crucial to the war,” said Lucius diffidently. “He also carries my child, and I fear for his safety.”

“Harry Potter is the Saviour of the Wizarding World,” scoffed Lisselle. “He’s defeated this Dark Lord once before, I’m sure he can do so once again. Besides, the child he carries is a half breed and no use to us.”

“Harry is half elf, half vampire. Our child will be very powerful, half-breed or not,” said Lucius with a hint of anger.

“Have you contacted the elves? They may be more willing to help the boy since he is one of them. I, however, am not inclined to help at this moment. Unless you can give me a better reason?” asked Lisselle mockingly.

“Do you know how I can find Aracely and Urian Evenstar?” asked Lucius softly. If he couldn’t get the queen bitch to offer aide, then he would certainly appeal to Harry’s grandparents. Of course, Harry didn’t know that he was going to ask them anyway because he didn’t know that Lucius even knew his grandparents’ names. Lucius had found out by accident when he’d found the letter from Lily while Harry was in a coma.

“Why do you need to find them?” asked Lisselle curiously.

“They are Harry’s grandparents, and like you said, they may be more willing to help since he is one of them,” said Lucius, biting back a sarcastic retort.

“Well now, I do believe I may have to reassess my decision,” said Lisselle musingly. “After all, it would be bad form to ignore a cry for help from a fellow nobleman, wouldn’t it. If I did that, it would completely destroy the truce we have with the elves, and that is just not a viable option at this time.” Lucius was totally confused by her quiet rambling, but it sounded like she was willing to help so he would just go with it. “Gabriel, take Lucius to the elfin castle and come back immediately. Once you get back, I want you to summon twenty archers and twenty swordsmen. You will be aiding our ally, Harry Potter, grandson of Lady Aracely Evenstar.”

“Yes, my queen,” said Gabriel, bowing low before the queen. Barely giving Lucius a glance, he opened a portal and gestured for the blonde to proceed.

Lucius once again stepped out of a portal and found himself in another castle. He silently followed Gabriel into a room, immediately noticing the beautiful elf sitting in the room. He noticed her, not for her beauty, but for her green eyes- the same emerald green as his beloved mate. This must be Aracely Evenstar.

“Lady Evenstar?” asked Lucius with uncharacteristic hesitance.

“Oh, you must be Lucius,” said Aracely with a warm smile. “I’ve been waiting a long time for you to arrive. In answer to the question you have come to ask, yes, I will provide aid for my grandson. He will need all the help he can get to win this war, but I believe he will triumph in the end.” As Lucius just stared at her in silence, she laughed lightly. “I am the royal seer for King Athelly. I saw this meeting seventeen years ago on the day my grandson was born.”

“Thank you, Lady Evenstar,” said Lucius quietly, a feeling of profound relief at the elf’s subtle reassurances. “You have my heartfelt gratitude.”

“After the war, Lucius, you must bring Harry, Draco, and Taryn for a visit. I would like to get to know my grandson. We’ve never had an elf/vampire hybrid before. We tend to be natural enemies. And for him to be mated to two powerful fae just makes him even more intriguing,” said Aracely. “I’ll be expecting you so don’t take too long.”

“You have my word, my lady,” said Lucius with a smile.

“We have many arrangements to make, so I’ll have Syndal prepare a room for you,” said Aracely, hiding a smile at Lucius’ quickly covered look of dismay. He hadn’t wanted to spend the night away from his mate, especially so soon after Harry woke. “No need to worry, your son will take care of his mate,” she said, subtly reminding the blonde that Draco needed time with Harry as well.

“I would be honoured to stay, my lady,” said Lucius, bowing respectfully and following Syndal from the room

*****

“I’m tired of research,” whinged Ron, slamming his book closed. “It’s been four hours and I’m hungry. Can’t we take a break and eat?”

“Are you cooking?” asked Hermione, arching an eyebrow questioningly.

“Not hardly,” muttered Ron. “Harry, can you ask Malise to take me to the Burrow? Mum will feed me for sure.”

“Oh, that’s a great idea,” said Hermione eagerly, feeling a bit hungry herself. “Please, Harry?”

“Only if you plan to bring us something to eat,” said Harry sternly.

“Okay!” they said in unison. Harry just rolled his eyes and summoned Malise, asking her to take the starving duo to the Burrow and wait to bring them back. As soon as they were gone, Harry sighed and stretched, wincing as several joints popped from being immobile for so long.

“Hey, Draco, you ready to take a break? I could use some tea right now,” asked Harry quietly, watching the blonde stand and stretch.

Draco didn’t bother to answer. After all, actions spoke far louder than words. He simply pounced on his mate, dragging him to the library floor and proceeded to divest his kitten of all clothing, leaving him gorgeously nude. Keeping Harry pinned to the floor, he stripped his own clothes in record time and settled comfortably on top of his mate.

“Draco, what are you doing? We’re in the library and I’m thirsty,” asked Harry, trying to push Draco off of him. Of course, he wasn’t trying very hard because Draco’s bare flesh felt heavenly against his own.

Draco just smirked and thrust against Harry, making the brunette moan as their naked cocks rubbed together. He kissed and nibbled his way down Harry’s throat, leaving vivid love bites along the way, on his journey towards his mate’s chest. Finally reaching his destination, Draco lightly pinched and tugged Harry’s right nipple while he licked and sucked the left one.

“D-draco,” gasped Harry, bucking against Draco as a jolt of pleasure shot straight to his dick. He wrapped his legs around the blonde’s waist for more leverage and thrust firmly against his mate.

“Fuck, Harry,” moaned Draco, unlocking Harry’s legs and holding them wide. “Gods, you’re beautiful.” Keeping the brunette’s legs held open, Draco swirled his tongue around Harry’s navel, teasingly dipping into the hollow. He moved down further and licked the length of Harry’s dick, lapping the oozing drips of fluid drooling down the shaft with relish. Harry moaned and thrust up slightly, but Draco just moved lower and pulled one of the heavy testicles into his mouth.

“Draco!” shouted Harry, shuddering in pleasure as his orgasm crept closer. “In me, Draco. Please.”

“Hmmm,” purred Draco, releasing the testicle with a loud smack. “I can do that.”

Instead of the expected finger, Draco’s tongue swiped across his pucker. Harry moaned loudly and tried to buck against Draco’s wicked tongue, but Draco simply opened him wider and ate at the rosette hungrily. He just couldn’t get enough of his mate’s taste, thrusting his tongue into the tight channel hungrily.

“Oh fuck, Draco,” sobbed Harry, desperately needing release but unable to get enough friction to push him over the edge. “Please fuck me, baby. I need you so badly. I need that thick cock splitting me open. Oh gods, please.”

Draco reluctantly pulled his tongue out of Harry’s arse and thrust two fingers into the saliva soaked passage. Harry moaned and begged for more, sobbing in relief as Draco removed his fingers and thrust his engorged cock into the barely prepared channel with one fierce plunge. Harry screamed as Draco’s first thrust unerringly hit his prostate.

“Yesss,” growled Harry, pulling Draco down into a hungry, almost savage, kiss. “I love you, Draco.”

“I love you, too,” gasped Draco, speeding his thrusts and slamming his dick into Harry. Wrapping Harry’s legs around his waist, Draco grasped his mate’s neglected cock and stroked to the same furious rhythm his dick was pounding into the brunette’s body. Harry screamed and tensed, spilling his seed between them and arse clenching tightly around Draco’s pistoning shaft. Draco thrust twice more and came with a howl as Harry buried his fangs in the blonde’s throat. Harry pulled his fangs free and lapped contentedly at the wound, feeling completely replete. Draco reluctantly withdrew from Harry’s body and collapsed beside him, struggling to catch his breath. Harry immediately curled against the blonde and dozed off.

“You should probably take him to bed,” said Severus from the doorway, startling Draco, who was also on the verge of sleep. The look on his face was unreadable, but inside he could feel himself softening towards the elf. He’d clearly seen the love Harry felt for his godson, and he couldn’t help but be affected by it.

“Yeah, I wouldn’t want to traumatise the Weasel any further,” said Draco teasingly, grabbing his robes and draping them over Harry. Disregarding his own nudity, Draco lifted Harry into his arms and carried him up to bed.