The Elph General's Mate
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
5
Views:
4,521
Reviews:
21
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0
Currently Reading:
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2. The Council's Decision
Author's Note: and here's chapter two. have fun!
Chapter 2: The Council's Decision
It was known throughout the camp that Draco liked his people. It was also known that he liked to bring those people to his tent and the rest is history. These people risked their minds and bodies and hearts to get with him and yet they still came, in multiple ways, to him, for him, on him, but NEVER, NEVER in him. That was saved till he found the right person. He liked both sexes and that was shown through his many exploits(he’s kind of fond of voyeurism) and everyone knew it. His latest conquest was a young man with dark hair, a lithe frame, and eyes that just weren’t the right shade of green. He didn’t even know the boy’s real name. The name didn’t matter though because he was only a rough copy of Draco’s school hood rival and long time crush, Harry Potter. All of his most recent conquests had been rough copies whether they be male or female.
In all he hated the war and wished his family wasn’t so big sometimes. His father and all those old farts he talked to thought he didn’t take his position seriously but really this war was all he thought about. It was in his head when he woke up and it would be when he went to sleep and all of the in-between. It was also what he was currently preoccupied with.
“Really Blaise if I knew what they were planning I wouldn’t be sitting here. I would be out there figuring out ways to deter them.” Draco pouted petulantly as he picked up a strawberry and popped it into his mouth.
“Honestly Draco have you even thought about the fact that Potter might not want to fight this war either? Why don’t you try to come up with a way to call truce that will make most everyone happy?” Blaise glared at his long time friend and general. ‘He hasn’t grown up at all.’
“I’ve thought about it but not to any long extent. Potter loves being in the center of things and the center of attention. Why would he be tired of this war?”
“Maybe because he spent the last seven years fighting a war that wasn’t his to fight! He’s the the crowned prince of the Elphin People, that scar he bears is not something that Voldemort left on him but a mark that he was born with to announce his status as such to the lower classes. A mark that that barmy old coot Dumbledore used to his advantage.”
“How do you know so much about the Elphin People and their politics?”
“Know thy enemies Draco. Every crowned prince or princess has a mark on their body somewhere. It is also a mark that cannot be duplicated at all. Ever.”
~HP POV~
The next day Harry stormed into the tent that held the Elders and demanded that they listen to him. He and Ron had spent the entire night trying to figure out ways to convince the elders to bring two submissives that Harry trusted into the camp. They had finally come up with nothing aside from him demanding they do so and explaining it meant gaining the attention of his mate and finally ending this pointless war.
“Elders and respected members of the council, I come before you to inform you that I have found my mate. I do not know how to go about the proper way to seduce him therefore I demand that two submissives of my choosing be brought to camp so that they can help me in this seduction.”
“And why, little prince, would we go to such lengths so that you could lure your mate in?” This was said by Elder Ayuley. At 5’9” Elder Ayuley was an impressive man, with short cropped silver hair and piercing gold eyes this man was scary. He was also one of only two dominant Elders, the other being Elder Berry. Elder Berry is the only female dominant among the Elders. There were rules about mating and she fell into one of those rules.
The rules were as follows:
1. Not all submissives are female
2. Not all dominants are male
3. Dominant females and submissive males MUST seduce their mates
4. The dominant can choose their mates, and once mated can treat their mates however they wish
5. The submissive has no choice in mates, but can get out of the mating at any time even after being mated. This ensures that the female has a way to escape an abusive mate.
6. Not all people mated are elph/elph matches, the mate of an elph can be any person or creature.
What made a male submissive or a female submissive was purely sexual orientation. The rules were put in place a long time ago and had worked like a charm ever since. These were only a rough version of the rules.
“Have you forgotten the rules of mating, Elder Ayuley?” Harry responded.
“Of course I haven’t but why if you have found your mate do you need other submissives to help you seduce him?”
“My mate shall remain unnamed for now, but know that I know him very well as an enemy or rival. I do not know him as a mate or even friend. Let alone sexual partner. The other submissives know him as well and will be able to help me come up with a plan. I trust them and know they will be able to hold their own here.”
“Very well young prince you may bring three submissives with you as long as we know who they are and they are never left alone with unmated dominants.”
“I choose Hermione Granger mate to Ronald Weasley, Pansy Parkinson mate to Blaise Zabini, and Luna Lovegood unmated.”
*DUN DUN DUN!*
Chapter 2: The Council's Decision
It was known throughout the camp that Draco liked his people. It was also known that he liked to bring those people to his tent and the rest is history. These people risked their minds and bodies and hearts to get with him and yet they still came, in multiple ways, to him, for him, on him, but NEVER, NEVER in him. That was saved till he found the right person. He liked both sexes and that was shown through his many exploits(he’s kind of fond of voyeurism) and everyone knew it. His latest conquest was a young man with dark hair, a lithe frame, and eyes that just weren’t the right shade of green. He didn’t even know the boy’s real name. The name didn’t matter though because he was only a rough copy of Draco’s school hood rival and long time crush, Harry Potter. All of his most recent conquests had been rough copies whether they be male or female.
In all he hated the war and wished his family wasn’t so big sometimes. His father and all those old farts he talked to thought he didn’t take his position seriously but really this war was all he thought about. It was in his head when he woke up and it would be when he went to sleep and all of the in-between. It was also what he was currently preoccupied with.
“Really Blaise if I knew what they were planning I wouldn’t be sitting here. I would be out there figuring out ways to deter them.” Draco pouted petulantly as he picked up a strawberry and popped it into his mouth.
“Honestly Draco have you even thought about the fact that Potter might not want to fight this war either? Why don’t you try to come up with a way to call truce that will make most everyone happy?” Blaise glared at his long time friend and general. ‘He hasn’t grown up at all.’
“I’ve thought about it but not to any long extent. Potter loves being in the center of things and the center of attention. Why would he be tired of this war?”
“Maybe because he spent the last seven years fighting a war that wasn’t his to fight! He’s the the crowned prince of the Elphin People, that scar he bears is not something that Voldemort left on him but a mark that he was born with to announce his status as such to the lower classes. A mark that that barmy old coot Dumbledore used to his advantage.”
“How do you know so much about the Elphin People and their politics?”
“Know thy enemies Draco. Every crowned prince or princess has a mark on their body somewhere. It is also a mark that cannot be duplicated at all. Ever.”
~HP POV~
The next day Harry stormed into the tent that held the Elders and demanded that they listen to him. He and Ron had spent the entire night trying to figure out ways to convince the elders to bring two submissives that Harry trusted into the camp. They had finally come up with nothing aside from him demanding they do so and explaining it meant gaining the attention of his mate and finally ending this pointless war.
“Elders and respected members of the council, I come before you to inform you that I have found my mate. I do not know how to go about the proper way to seduce him therefore I demand that two submissives of my choosing be brought to camp so that they can help me in this seduction.”
“And why, little prince, would we go to such lengths so that you could lure your mate in?” This was said by Elder Ayuley. At 5’9” Elder Ayuley was an impressive man, with short cropped silver hair and piercing gold eyes this man was scary. He was also one of only two dominant Elders, the other being Elder Berry. Elder Berry is the only female dominant among the Elders. There were rules about mating and she fell into one of those rules.
The rules were as follows:
1. Not all submissives are female
2. Not all dominants are male
3. Dominant females and submissive males MUST seduce their mates
4. The dominant can choose their mates, and once mated can treat their mates however they wish
5. The submissive has no choice in mates, but can get out of the mating at any time even after being mated. This ensures that the female has a way to escape an abusive mate.
6. Not all people mated are elph/elph matches, the mate of an elph can be any person or creature.
What made a male submissive or a female submissive was purely sexual orientation. The rules were put in place a long time ago and had worked like a charm ever since. These were only a rough version of the rules.
“Have you forgotten the rules of mating, Elder Ayuley?” Harry responded.
“Of course I haven’t but why if you have found your mate do you need other submissives to help you seduce him?”
“My mate shall remain unnamed for now, but know that I know him very well as an enemy or rival. I do not know him as a mate or even friend. Let alone sexual partner. The other submissives know him as well and will be able to help me come up with a plan. I trust them and know they will be able to hold their own here.”
“Very well young prince you may bring three submissives with you as long as we know who they are and they are never left alone with unmated dominants.”
“I choose Hermione Granger mate to Ronald Weasley, Pansy Parkinson mate to Blaise Zabini, and Luna Lovegood unmated.”
*DUN DUN DUN!*