Beneamato

** I wanted to thank everyone who told me about Overdosed on Love, you guys are so very great! I’ll go through and read it again later as I don’t want that one to influence this one more than it already has. However, McGonagall will call people ‘perfect strangers’ because that line has stuck in my head for whatever reason. Also, thanks so much to everyone who reviewed. You guys are just awesome! I know I said I may not get a new chapter out for a while, but I had to write this one while I had the time. On we go!

Harry said hello to Miss Figg as he passed her front yard where she was watering the flower beds.

“Minerva told me you’d be home early,” She smiled. Their relationship had improved since he’d found out she was a Squib and not a crazy cat lady. “How are you doing?” She asked, referring to Dumbledore’s death.

Dumbledore had died a month previously because of the curse he’d used to destroy Voldemort’s horcruxes. It was a curse he and an old friend, Gellert Grindelwald, had come up with. This way they could all be destroyed without needing to find them first. All except Nagini anyway. Unfortunately, the curse backfired and killed Dumbledore with the horcruxes. Grindelwald had committed suicide shortly after that, having first written a letter to Harry about their friendship and romantic relationship and why he’d done what he’d done.

“I’m alright, thanks,” He smiled. “I’ve got to go straight home though. Bye Miss Figg!”

“Good luck, Harry,” She waved as he continued on his way.

He reached the Dursley’s and just walked in. Hopefully his cousin wasn’t home. He knew Vernon wasn’t because the car was gone.

“What are you doing home already? I thought the train didn’t come until tomorrow?” Aunt Petunia walked out of the kitchen.

“It doesn’t. I came home early,” He answered.

“Right, well your guests are upstairs, not that Vernon’s happy about that mind you. Yes, I know you don’t care. Miss Figg gave me some books about each of them that I have read. So if you want to talk to a third party in all this, I’m here,” She offered.

“Thanks,” He hugged his mother’s sister. The past summer, while Vernon was at work and Dudley was out with his gang, he had confronted her about everything she knew of the Wizarding World. After that, they had managed to develop an actual family relationship and he’d been able to send her post through the muggle mail man during the school year. This had gotten them to be quite close with each other.

Quietly, nervously, he made his way up to his room. He paused outside the door upon hearing Draco’s voice. “I wonder how badly he freaked out?”

“What makes you think he did?” That was Remus.

“You know he did. Just one more unusual thing about him he has to deal with,” Definitely Severus that time.

“I did, actually,” Harry chose that moment to walk in to his room. It would appear, after a quick glance around, that his aunt had forgotten to tell him of the modifications to his room. It looked to be three times as big as it had been and now had two extra doors. In the center of the room was easily the largest bed Harry had ever seen. The hangings of the four poster were deep red while the comforter was inky black. The top half of the bed was covered in more pillows than he’d ever thought possible, half red half black. “But I’m okay now,” He added, looking at the three men in the center of the room.

They were each sitting in overstuffed armchairs in different colors. “You’re home early. Why?”

“Did you want me to sit and listen to Ron and Hermione talk about all the possible ways you guys could kill each other if I let you fight?” Harry countered, raising an eyebrow at Draco.

“No!” Came the immediate response from all three Beings.

“They weren’t really, were they?” Remus asked as Harry fully entered the room and sat cross-legged on the end of the giant bed.

“Unfortunately, yes. I asked how the hell I’m supposed to choose and then they started discussing that,” He answered, starring out of his bedroom window. Because he wasn’t watching them, he didn’t see their smiles.

He did feel the bed dip beside him as Draco sat and rested his chin on Harry’s shoulder. “What do you mean?” The other Seeker’s breath ghosted across Harry’s neck, raising goose bumps.

“I don’t want to have to choose between the three of you,” Harry answered honestly.

“There might be a way around that, Cub,” Remus spoke.

“Remus’ Den, Draco’s Clan, and my Order leaders are working on it right now,” Harry, finally, just allowed himself to enjoy the sound of Severus’ voice.

“They are? What does that mean?” Harry asked, looking at the older two men.

“It means, Cub, that there may be a way for all three of us to Bond to you and each other,” Remus answered. Harry smiled.

“Why do you keep calling him ‘Cub’?” Draco asked.

“Watch,” Harry stood and pushed against his human from. In moments, in his place, stood a large grey wolf with flecks of black throughout his fur. “That’s why,” Harry stated after changing back and leaning against Draco on the bed again. “Sirius taught me the summer before 5th year.”

“Oh love, I’m so sorry. I was so mean to you after that and I am so very sorry,” Draco wrapped his arms around Harry.

“AS am I,” Severus added and the man looked like it too. He looked like he was ready to continue when Harry spoke up.

“If either of you had been too kind about it I’’d’ve been concerned that someone had kidnapped you and Polyjuiced themselves into you,” Harry admitted.

Severus and Draco both smiled. “I imagine Hermione dragged you to the Library then? Find anything interesting?” Remus asked.

“Yep and I wanna see your wings,” He directed his statement to Severus, not sure if he should use the Vampyre’s first name or not. “Please?”

“You can use my first name, Harry,” He smirked, knowing he was wondering about that. Severus stood and removed his outer robe. He bowed his head and concentrated. Huge, black, leathery wings burst through his shirt out of his back.

Slowly, Harry stood from Draco’s embrace and walked to Severus. He gently ran his hands over the Vampyre’s wings. Severus practically purred at the contact. Draco and Harry both grinned at the sound and Draco moved to Severus’ other wing and copied Harry’s actions.

The older man’s head dropped forward against his chest. “So petting his wings is definitely a good thing,” Remus remarked from his seat. Draco and Harry both chuckled.

“Harry, you seem to be accepting all of this rather easily,” Severus pointed out.

“I know. I freaked out at Hogwarts, remember? I’ve moved on to the accepting bit now. The freaking out part usually doesn’t last very long anymore,” He admitted.

“I’m not sure whether or not that’s a good thing,” Remus mused.

“In this case it’s a good thing,” Draco insisted.

“Now, what did you mean about the Bonding thing? I mean, how is it possible for all three of you to Bond to just me?” Harry asked.

** So, I’ll probably not be able to update for a while yet considering I should be doing school work now and I’m helping my best friend move this coming week and yeah…. Lots of stuff to do. I will not be gone for very long though, unless there’s some unforeseeable event that will cause me to be gone for a while.
~Arsenic Requiem