Union of Three

Union of Three

Chapter 5

Harry wriggled in Lucius’ arms, trying to get the blonde to put him down. He began to get a little nervous as he watched Lucius pull out his wand and cast a very strong locking charm. “Uh, you can put me down now, Mr. Malfoy,” said Harry anxiously. “I am perfectly capable of walking on my own. I’ve done it for years now.”

“Why put you down when this gives me the perfect opportunity to get my hands on you,” said Lucius bluntly, stalking to an armchair and sitting down with Harry cradled in his lap. “After all, Draco’s gotten his hands on you far more often than I have. I believe it’s my turn.”

“It’s not like he really gave me a choice in the matter,” said Harry petulantly. “Malfoy has a habit of pinning me against walls and tackling me to the ground. You’d think that after growing five inches in one night, I could at least be taller than someone, but no. The only person who is shorter than I am, is Hermione. Ron and Snape are about two inches taller, and you and Malfoy are about four inches taller. It’s not fair. And despite my enhanced strength and speed from the vampire inheritance, you and Malfoy seem to beat me in that department as well. Again, not fair.”

“The fact remains that we haven’t spent any time together, and I think we should. After all, we’re mates and will be spending our lives together,” said Lucius insistently.

“Yeah, about that. Do we actually have to live together, or can we just complete the bond and go our separate ways?” asked Harry hesitantly.

“Once the bond is complete, it will be impossible to go our separate ways,” said Lucius firmly. “Our magic and souls will weave together and prolonged separation will only cause pain.”

“Oh,” said Harry quietly. He hadn’t really thought about the ramifications of completing the bond, but now it was all he could think of. Oh, he knew that if he wanted to defeat Voldemort, he didn’t really have a choice, but he honestly didn’t think that he could spend the rest of his life with the Malfoys. They were arrogant, snobbish, and hated his friends.

“Are we really that bad?” asked Lucius softly, pulling Harry closer to him as if the elf would disappear at any moment.

“Well, you have to admit that we haven’t the best history together,” said Harry nervously. “I set your house elf free, you tried to kill me- we haven’t exactly been friends. And let’s not forget the Ministry fiasco. You only want to destroy Voldemort because he betrayed you, not because he’s evil,” he said judiciously.

“I admit that I believe in most of what he’s fighting about. I’ve never denied that. But I also never would have joined him if my father hadn’t threatened to kill my mother if I didn’t. Even after I did join him, I kept my true inheritance a secret and constantly kept information from him. I couldn’t betray him outright because of Draco and Narcissa’s safety, but I betrayed him in a thousand little ways to hinder his progress,” said Lucius gravely.

“What do you mean?” asked Harry curiously.

“Have you really listened to the core issue of the Dark Lord’s war?” asked Lucius, ignoring Harry’s question.

“He wants to keep the muggleborns out of Hogwarts,” said Harry quickly. “He’s always preaching about pureblood supremacy, kinda like Hitler and his actions towards the Jews.”

“There’s a reason muggleborns shouldn’t be allowed into Hogwarts,” said Lucius. “Most muggleborns don’t have an easy transition into wizarding society, and once they graduate from Hogwarts, quite a few of them return to live in the muggle world, taking their magic with them, and risk exposing the wizarding world to muggles. That doesn’t even include the muggleborn’s family. They constantly jeopardize our existence just by knowing about us. What do you think would happen to the wizarding world once the muggles were aware of our existence? The Dark Lord may seem like Hitler to you, but muggles aren’t exactly tolerant of differences themselves. Just look at their view on same sex relationships.”

“Even if these are valid concerns, and I’m not saying they are, but even if they were, Voldemort is still evil. Instead of trying to fix the problem politically, he’s using force, murder, and all around scare tactics,” said Harry firmly.

“You may be right,” said Lucius softly. “We’ll never know now, though.”

“Why not?” asked Harry inquisitively. “You’re still a prominent figure in the wizarding world and have various connections with the Ministry. Isn’t there anything you could do to achieve your goals?”

“I’ve tried that route, but Dumbledore blocked every move I made,” said Lucius with a slight trace of bitterness. “He’s always been a muggle loving fool.”

“While I think you have valid concerns, I still think Dumbledore was right to let muggleborns attend Hogwarts. I mean being a pureblood is all fine and dandy, but you’re breeding yourselves right out of existence. You need new blood occasionally to keep the line strong,” said Harry quietly. “Your family at least interbred with someone of fae blood, thus adding new blood to your line. Some families do not do that, and their magic is getting weaker through the generations.”

“Okay, I’ll concede that we both have very valid points. New subject now,” said Lucius abruptly, tired of the serious topic when he had a delectable elf curled in his lap. “I want to see your tattoo.”

“Why? You have one just like it,” said Harry, yawning slightly. He was comfortable right where he was and didn’t want to move.

“No, I don’t,” protested Lucius. “Mine doesn’t come alive.”

“Fine,” whined Harry, climbing to his feet and pulling off his shirt. He turned his back to Lucius and moved his hair out of the way. “Happy now?”

Lucius traced the raven with a finger and gasped as the raven fluttered its wings at the touch. The raven suddenly moved, going down the middle of Harry’s back and stopping right at the top of the elf’s arse. Lucius once again touched the raven, causing Harry to gasp.

“What are you doing?” asked Harry breathlessly.

“Studying your tattoo,” said Lucius absently. “I guess you didn’t know that she could move like that either?”

“No, I didn’t,” said Harry dazedly.

“I can’t see well enough,” said Lucius, frowning as the shadows in the room shaded the tattoo. He pulled Harry over to the desk and pushed lightly on the elf’s back. “Lean over so I can see it better.”

Harry tentatively leaned over the table, bracing his upper body with his forearms, and allowed Lucius to study his tattoo. As Lucius stroked his fingers across the tattoo, Harry laid his head on his arms and almost fell asleep, relaxing completely under the gentle caresses. Then the library door opened.

“What the fuck is going on here?” asked Draco incredulously. All he could see was a bare-chested Harry bent over the table with Lucius behind him. “I know you better not be trying to complete the bond without me.”

“Oh, Draco, come look at this,” said Lucius, still stroking the little raven who was positively preening at the attention.

Draco cautiously walked over to the table and saw Lucius stroking Harry’s lower back. When he peered a little closer, he finally saw the raven tattoo fluttering its wings in delight. “So your tattoo is alive in more ways than one, huh?” he asked quietly.

“Hmmm, I guess so,” purred Harry contentedly. Leaning against the table wasn’t the most comfortable position, so he climbed on the table completely.

Draco and Lucius both felt a jolt of lust at the sound of a purring Harry. Of course, they couldn’t help but laugh when Harry arched his back and dug his fingernails into the table as he stretched. He truly did look like an adorable little kitten then.

“Why’d you stop? I was comfortable,” said Harry, pouting when the caresses stopped. Lucius and Draco immediately stroked that smooth supple back once again. Harry purred happily and drifted off to sleep.

“He must have been really tired,” said Draco, staring at Harry’s sleeping face. “I didn’t expect him to let his guard down enough to do that. I guess he does trust us at some level.”

“He’s our mate,” said Lucius quietly, lifting the brunette into his arms. Harry whimpered as he was moved, but purred and cuddled close when his mate’s scent wrapped around him like a comforting blanket. “At least when he’s asleep, he knows we belong together. Let’s get our little kitten to bed, shall we?”

*****

Severus carried his cup of tea to the library. He dropped his cup and ran upstairs when he heard a scream. He saw Hermione standing in the corridor, staring into Potter’s room. “What is it?” He glanced into the room and gasped in surprise. Lucius and Draco were sleeping on either side of Harry, but that wasn’t that shocking. No, the shocking part was that their wings were unfurled and draped over Harry, keeping the boy in a protective cocoon of sorts. Their wings were simply beautiful, white feathers edged in blue and green, almost angelic.

“I know Harry told me they were fae, but it didn’t really register until now,” Hermione stammered loudly, still staring at the three on the bed in awe. “Harry really is their mate, isn’t he? Do you think they’ve completed the bond?”

As Lucius and Draco started to stir from the loud noises, Severus pulled the door shut and turned to face Hermione. “Yes, they are fae; yes, Harry is their mate’ and no, they haven’t completed the bond yet. We would have felt it if they had?”

Hermione blushed furiously at the thought of feeling them complete the bond. When Severus noticed her flushed face, he realised how that had just sounded. “Not like that!” he exclaimed. “I meant that we would feel the surge of magic.”

Hermione didn’t know if she was relieved or disappointed with that, so she ignored it. “Why don’t I just go and fix breakfast?”

“You do that,” said Severus, shaking his head slightly

*****

Lucius woke as he heard voices in the corridor. Blinking sleepily, he saw Severus pull Hermione away from the doorway and shut the door. He gasped softly when he saw his unfurled wings, wondering exactly when that happened. Feeling the warm presence beside him, he retracted his wings and pulled his mate closer to him. He smiled as Harry cuddled closer to him, tucking his head under Lucius’ chin and throwing his arm across the blonde’s chest.

Draco woke as Harry’s warm body left his side. Stretching out his arms, he paused when he felt feathers inside of skin. Cautiously opening his eyes, he blinked at the white feathers clouding his vision.

“What the hell is going on? And where is Harry?” asked Draco in bemusement.

“Harry is right here,” said Lucius quietly. “Just retract your wings, and you’ll see him.”

“When did I unfurl my wings? I don’t remember doing so before I went to bed,” said Draco, retracting his wings quickly. “Is that even normal?”

“I don’t know, but it looked to me like an instinctual need to protect our mate. Harry was pretty much hidden by our wings,” said Lucius.

“Hush,” said Harry sleepily, rubbing his check against Lucius’ chest. “It tickles.”

“What tickles?” asked Draco, scooting closer to Harry.

“His chest rumbles when he talks and it tickles my ear,” said Harry, flexing his fingers against said chest and stretching lazily. He finally realised they were in his room and in his bed. “How did we get up here? I thought I fell asleep in the library.”

“You did, but I carried you up here. I thought your bed would be more comfortable,” said Lucius, idly stroking Harry’s arm.

The door suddenly slammed back open. “Hey, mate, you up yet?” asked Ron, stopping in horror when he saw the three men in the bed. “Uh, sorry, I –uh, well, I’ll just be going now.” He turned and ran from the room, slamming the door behind him.

“Who does he think he is calling Harry his mate?” asked Draco petulantly, pulling Harry back into his arms. Draco pulled Harry into a deep kiss, thrusting his tongue demandingly inside to stake his claim. Pushing Harry onto his back, Draco crawled over him and settled between his elf’s long slender legs.

“Wait! What are you doing?” asked Harry dazedly.

“I’m staking a claim,” growled Draco, capturing Harry’s lips in another spine-tingling kiss. Draco pulled Harry’s legs further apart and settled deeper into the cradle of those thighs, thrusting lightly against Harry’s morning erection, separated only by their boxers. Harry moaned at the friction and broke the kiss, panting for breath and trying to clear his head. He wasn’t given the chance.

Lucius immediately pulled Harry into a kiss, exploring from roof to tongue and relishing the taste of his elf. Harry whimpered against Lucius’ lips as Draco nibbled and licked his right nipple, thrusting against the blonde almost involuntarily. Draco suddenly reared back and grabbed the hem of Harry’s boxers, pulling them off and throwing them across the room.

“Wha-“ gasped Harry, breaking his kiss with Lucius and staring at Draco in shock.

Draco simply smirked and pushed Harry over onto his stomach. Harry instinctively scrambled to his knees, giving him leverage in case he needed to escape. Lucius moved behind Harry, gripping the elf’s hips, while Draco moved in front of Harry. Kissing the smooth line of Harry’s back, Lucius trailed a finger along the crease of Harry’s arse, causing the elf to moan slightly at the unfamiliar caress.

Draco was far more bold. He wiggled his way under Harry and pulled the elf’s cock into his mouth, growling delightedly at the first taste of his elf. Harry cried out in surprised pleasure and thrust further into Draco’s mouth.

Lucius cast a wandless lubrication spell and pressed a finger into Harry’s pucker, thrusting the finger in and out several times to stretch the tiny hole before adding a second finger. Scissoring and thrusting his fingers, Lucius finally added a third finger, hitting Harry’s prostate with every thrust of his fingers.

Harry moaned, rocking back and forth between Draco’s voracious mouth and Lucius’ wickedly thrusting fingers. Draco growled around his cock again and Harry leaped over the edge, spilling his seed down Draco’s throat and clenching hard around Lucius’ thrusting fingers.

“Oh gods,” said Harry breathlessly, trying desperately to keep from falling on Draco, who was licking around his softening cock contentedly.

Draco finally gave his elf’s dick one last lick and crawled out from under Harry. Harry immediately collapsed into a boneless heap, forgetting for a moment that Lucius was still behind him. That is, until Lucius twisted the fingers that were still buried in his sheath, forcibly reminding Harry of his presence.

“Oh, we are far from done, pet,” purred Lucius, pulling his fingers slowly from the clenching passage and pulling Harry back to his knees. He then positioned his cock at Harry’s entrance. He pushed in slowly, kissing Harry’s neck and back to soothe the pain of his entry, only stopping when he was fully sheathed.

Draco kneeled in front of Harry, pulling the brunette into a deep kiss. Harry slowly relaxed into the kiss and unclenched the muscles gripping Lucius’ buried shaft so tightly. Lucius pulled out until only the head of his shaft remained, and then thrust in hard. Harry gave a choked scream as Lucius’ dick rammed into his prostate, causing sparks of pleasure to ripple through his body.

As Lucius thrust into Harry’s spasming arse repeatedly, hitting the elf’s sweet spot with every inward lunge, Harry buried his face in Draco’s neck. His body tightening with his oncoming release, Harry instinctively sank his lengthened fangs into the wonderfully smelling skin, causing Draco to scream and cum without his dick ever being touched.

Lucius increased his pace, reaching around to grasp Harry’s shaft and stroke firmly. Harry pulled his fangs from Draco’s neck, swiping his tongue across the puncture marks to heal the wounds, and thrust back frantically as his release rapidly approached. Lucius thrust twice more and came with a muffled shout, shuddering as Harry’s sheath rippled around his thrusting cock with his own release. He pulled out slowly, collapsing beside his mate, and panted for breath.

“Wow, that was intense,” said Draco hoarsely, touching his neck gingerly. “My turn next, though.”

“Whatever,” said Harry wearily, completely exhausted from his two orgasms. “I’m tired now, so I’m just gonna sleep.”

Draco pulled Harry back into his arms and watched his mate fall asleep within minutes. Once Harry was asleep, he climbed out of the bed and got dressed, as did Lucius. “I think I’ll go get me and Harry some breakfast. You want anything?” asked Draco.

“No, I need to speak with Severus. I’ll get something later,” said Lucius quietly. Glancing at his sleeping mate one last time, Lucius quickly left the room.

Draco kissed Harry on the forehead and whispered, “I’ll be back in just a minute,” and left the room. He never noticed the raven sitting outside the window.