Love Me Gently

A/n: First I want to apologize to those I upset with the last chapter and the rape scene. It was one of the few things I had planned though which is why non-con was in the warnings. The story continues though and I hope I have not lost you because things will get better!



Sorry for the small wait, I was having troubles with the chapter because I had a lot of ideas of how to work this chapter. So I\'ve come to a decision and then still parts of it took longer than I would have liked to come to me. But here it is ready for you to read!!



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“I wish you’d tell me what happened,” Draco said to Harry for what felt like the hundredth time in the span of a couple days. They were staring at a sign stating Potions was cancelled until further notice. “He won’t come out of his rooms, you won’t say anything.. Was it so bad you learned what he was?”



“I don’t care about what he is Draco, I don’t care that he had fed on my blood,” Harry retorted in a quiet voice as they left the crowd of students wondering the reason why potions was cancelled or cheering for it. Harry’s hand brushed over the bruise that had formed on his neck with a shudder however as he thought of it, the mark only making everything so much more real. “I told you I don’t want to talk about it.”



Harry was glad there was no potions, he knew the dark vampire was avoiding him and it was so much the better for Harry. He pulled at his robes self consciously though as they walked up to the Great Hall for breakfast, as if he expected the man to be sitting at the table. It bothered him just how much he’d been so helpless with Snape that afternoon, wasn’t there more that he could have done? Even so far as remind the man it was his first time? Harry shuddered, it was definitely not how he wanted to remember his first time but it was all that he could think about.



“It’s not right..” Draco was saying when Harry realized someone was talking to him. He looked over to Draco with a frown, the blond really didn’t know how to mind his own business. “Their mates only lose interest and show animosity when something was done to anger or hurt them.. or fear of them. I really do want to help Harry.”



“You’re just bothered because you thought your godfather had a perfect mate and now he’s lost it,” Harry spat his hunger quickly diminishing as he pushed at his food. Confusion swept through him though as he thought about not seeing Snape anymore. He hated what Snape had done to him and the next time he would see the dour Potions Master would be too soon. However another part of him disliked the idea making Harry shudder, the spell of being a vampire’s mate was not yet over by a long shot if he still had an inkling of a craving to be with the man who had raped him.



“I just want to know what was so bad that it set you against him?” Draco told him, his eyes going cold as he met Harry’s eyes. “I’m trying to be a friend here and get things right between the two of you. What would it take to get you to forgive whatever he’s done?”



“I can’t forgive him,” Harry retorted truthfully pushing away his plate, he was beginning to feel sick and couldn’t look at food anymore. With morning class cancelled Harry headed out of the school and headed towards the lake sighing in relief when Draco didn’t seem to be following him.



Sitting down underneath the shade of a tree Harry stared at the waters. His mind wandered back to the time and he cursed aloud banging his head back against the bark of the tree frustrated. No matter how many times he thought of it he couldn’t think of what he could have done, he was entirely under the spell once the man’s scent had overwhelmed him. It was Snape who was supposed to remember what Harry couldn’t say to remind him, it was Snape who didn’t stop when he’d begged him to. It was all Snape’s fault.. wasn’t it? Harry squeezed his eyes shut willing the tears to go away even as they slid down his cheeks. Why had he even moved closer to the man? Maybe it was his fault..



“Crying about it again Potter?” Harry’s head spun to glare up at the blond who’d found him. Why couldn’t he just drop it? He never used to care, he shouldn’t have started. “It might make you feel better if you’d just talk about it. What can be so unforgivable?”



“The day’s just roses and sunshine for you isn’t it Malfoy?” Harry looked back out at the lake. Couldn’t he just make it all go away? “You think Snape being a vampire is great and all, especially now that he’s got the famous Potter as his mate. Only now are you trying to be friends with me but you fail to understand the meaning of leaving a subject alone.”



“I would think finding a mate would be a good thing for both of you Harry..” Draco said sitting down beside Harry to stare out at the lake with a sigh. “My father wants me to be his mate, but once he has one perhaps the man would leave the subject alone. It might be selfish of me.. I used to want it as well, but my mind’s changed. It doesn’t mean I don’t want either of you to be unhappy.”



“You’d probably excel at being his mate,” Harry retorted glancing at the blond cautiously. He knew the blond was trying to live up to his father’s standards, the amount he acted like him proved that much. He’d have probably fought off enough of the spell to be able to speak up against Snape. “Once you get used to just how helpless you are once you’re too close to him and all that you can smell is that scent that drives you to want things you normally wouldn’t want. It defeats your ability to think for yourself.”



Draco was silent and Harry looked at him, he’d expected some sort of retort but instead the boy was staring at him a look of shock on his face. Harry quickly looked away trying not to come up with the conclusions Draco must be drawing in his head. “Being lust driven to a person isn’t all that great when you think of what you give up now, don’t you think?”



“I didn’t know it reacted on the mate quite like that..” Draco said in a quiet voice. Harry picked up a nearby walk and threw it towards the water with a grunt. “Harry.. what happened?”



Harry glared at the blond, he could already see the horror beginning to build behind those grey eyes and Harry knew Draco had already come to the correct conclusion of what had happened on his own. Harry looked away in time not to see the pity he didn’t want to see. He just wanted to forget about it and move on. Why couldn’t he do that without others bothering him?



Harry stiffened when he felt arms wrap around him but he breathed out slowly forcing himself to relax. He looked at Draco and sighed as he gently pried the blond’s arms away from him. “Now you know why I can’t forgive him.”



“How would he have known he was taking advantage of that?” Draco asked quietly and flinched beneath Harry’s glare. “I’m not taking his side.. but if you weren’t able to say something, wouldn’t he have thought you were alright when you didn’t move away?”



He didn’t want to talk about this.. but Draco was fighting for an explanation of it just being a misunderstanding. Harry closed his eyes and took a shaky breath. “It’s not just that... He..” Harry swallowed, why was he telling Draco? “He didn’t even prepare me... It hurt, I was able to say no then.. to ask him to stop. I begged him to and he kept going .. harder each time I asked..”



Harry shivered and wouldn’t look towards Draco now as he fought to keep himself under control as he remembered just what it felt like to be torn open. He felt a hand on his back and he lost the control and Draco pulled Harry against him. Harry cried on Draco’s shoulder wondering if he would ever stop crying about it. He still hurt because he hadn’t allowed Snape to heal him and it remained a reminder of the afternoon.



*~*



“Headmaster!” Draco called hurrying down the hall when the old wizard stopped in the middle of heading into Snape’s quarters. It’s been a week and a half Draco hadn’t seen anyone coming in or out of them since the password had been changed, since the incident with Harry. “How is he?”



No matter how much he wanted to he couldn’t excuse Snape’s actions towards Harry. Snape was born a vampire, he would know the effects on the mate in theory and he should have been in control of himself. Draco wanted to hear Snape’s side of it, even if it didn’t help Harry any in coming to terms with it and that no matter how much he ignored and relished that Snape was in hiding that he would still have the pull to be with the man.



“Come in Draco, the hall is not the place for it,” Dumbledore said after a moment’s hesitation. Draco followed Dumbledore into the rooms and looked around expecting Snape to be sitting on the couch but the man wasn’t anywhere to be seen. “He’s locked himself in his bedroom once the thirst began getting to him.”



“He hasn’t been feeding?” Draco asked startled as he looked towards the man’s door. Who knew how long Snape would last before falling into blood lust, attacking and most likely killing anyone he got his hands on to make up for all the meals he’d missed. Thanks to blood banks the man had a constant supply of blood there was no use not to go on feeding.



“Would you happen to know what made him this way Draco?” Dumbledore asked kindly sitting down on the couch and Draco slipped into the less used armchair he liked.



‘Yes’ his mouth wanted to say, but it wasn’t his tail to tell and neither Harry or Snape would be thankful if he told the headmaster. Knowing wouldn’t make the old man know what to do next. Shaking his head ‘no’ caused Dumbledore to frown and look into the fire as if trying to will out an answer from Snape’s enemy. Grey eyes drifted to the dancing flames anyhow wishing quietly that the mentor his father had hired to teach him the entirety about vampires were here, perhaps he would know what was going on with Snape aside from the guilt.



“Excuse me a moment Draco, I’d invited Severus’ mentor here to try help him and he’s arrived,” Dumbledore told him and Draco blinked thinking it odd how he seemed to think of something Dumbledore had already thought of. Who would know his godfather more than the one who had taught him all there was to being a vampire?



When Dumbledore had left Draco stood and moved over to the door of Snape’s bedroom standing outside it hesitantly. He wasn’t foolish enough to try go in after learning the vampire hadn’t fed in a week and a half but he knocked gently hoping to only get Snape’s attention. “Uncle? It’s Draco,” he fidgeted at the door hoping the man hadn’t set up silencing wards. “I.. I know what happened.”



Draco laid a hand on the wood of the door waiting in silence for some sort of reply, at least a show of concern to know if Harry was alright. The man inside remained silent as the moments passed by slowly. Draco shook his head wondering if the man had even heard him. He turned at the sound of the portrait opening and blinked as he recognized the long haired brunette that walked in after Dumbledore.



“Dom? You were my Uncle’s mentor?” Draco asked incredulously moving away from the door to greet the older vampire with a handshake. Draco was pleased when it didn’t seem as if the vampire was towering over him anymore. Draco grew over the years but Dom had reached his adult height when Draco was still a child.



“Hello Draco, yes I was.” Domitan Hartrick said with a warm smile directed at Draco. The tall brunette easily matched Snape’s height or was even taller. Unlike Snape though Dom had gentle features compared to the sharp ones that Snape sported and even though he was older than Snape the man looked much younger. His smile came easily and made anyone’s heart swoon at the sight of it, man or woman alike just as it was affecting Draco at the moment. “I still consider him my student, even if he hasn’t needed my tutelage in some years though. I’ll be happy if I can help. Do you know what set it off?”



The question was in the air for either of them to answer and Dumbledore responded before Draco could think up a lie the longhaired brunette would believe. Blue eyes met Draco’s though and Draco stopped trying to think up lies but remembered enough not to say anything while Dumbledore was in the room. Dom always was able to tell when he was over thinking a yes or no answer. “Professor Dumbledore, I’m terribly sorry but would you leave me to chat with Draco alone?”



Dumbledore looked to Draco questioningly, only earlier he had told Dumbledore no but he was proven a liar in front of the old man. He had the disgrace enough to look away shamefully as Dumbledore nodded to Dom. Draco didn’t look back up until he heard the portrait door close and he was alone in the room with his former tutor on vampires, who happened to be one himself.



“I take it, it was Severus your father was wanting to set you up with,” Dom said breaking the awkward silence and glided smoothly to the couch. Draco sighed with a nod and walked back to the small sitting room and sat down on the couch as well this time. “Is that why you are here? You’ve become lovers?”



“What?” Draco asked startled and shook his head foolishly. He stared at the beautiful face of Domitan, when he was younger he never appreciated the beauty but Draco couldn’t help but staring for a moment. A gentle touch made him come back to earth and the vampire gave a small shake of his head. Blushing Draco continued. “No, I’m here because I’m worried about him. He’s my godfather after all, he’s been in here for a week and a half, and I just learned he hadn’t been feeding.”



“Yes, I know the time span Draco,” Dom told him nodding some looking concerned before he pressed on asking the question he’d first asked with Dumbledore still in the room. “Do you know what happened to make him hide in his room?”



“Yeah, I do..” Draco said slowly and still wasn’t certain if he should elaborate even though he trusted what he said to Dom wouldn’t make it’s way to Dumbledore’s ears.



“Don’t know where to begin to elaborate?” Dom asked misjudging his continued silence. Draco gave a small nod anyhow even if he still wasn’t certain about telling he knew Dom would get it out of him one way or another. “Do you know if he’s found a mate yet?”



“He has.. but..” Draco replied and paused watching an eyebrow rise and he knew he had to continue elaborating from ‘but’ and gave a small shrug. “He’s a student here.. Uncle’s mate. His mate no longer wants anything to do with him.”



Dom looked confused and draco closed his eyes, it was hard for him even to say it but perhaps it was because he was still wanting to deny it happened. “Sev hurt him.. well raped him the day before he locked himself in here.”



“That would explain it then..” Dom sighed and stood up looking towards the door that opened to the sanctuary the black haired vampire made for himself. “Honorable Sev would be guilty for it and try to help his mate get over the lure of his scent. Most vampires wouldn’t be so guilty knowing that the mate wouldn’t be able to resist returning once catching their scent once more. Can you go get his mate please?”



“He doesn’t..” Draco began and fell silent when Dom looked at him.



“Has he been feeling sick?”



“Huh? Yeah.. he missed classes today because he got sick after forcing himself to eat breakfast.”



“Tell him he’ll feel better when he returns here then,” Dom said and turned towards Snape’s bedroom and walking in without waiting for Draco to argue. Draco sighed and stood to do as he was told. he wasn’t going to refuse a vampire’s request.



*~*



“Where did you say we were going again?” Harry grumbled as he followed behind Draco growing nervous as they descended the stairs to the dungeons. Harry didn’t want to be walking around, he was feeling sick to his stomach and was growing a headache but Draco had said he knew how to make him feel better but now he wasn’t so sure he wanted to know his solution.



“I didn’t say where, but there’s someone who wants to talk to you,” Draco said stopping in front of the portrait of a snake. Harry’s eyes widened and he shook his head to turn around to return to the library where he had been having a nice time with Hermione. He tried to pull out of Draco’s grasp when his arm was caught but struggling only made him feel weaker. “It’s not Uncle Sev, but he’s in here. I won’t leave your side, I promise. Sev locked himself in his bedroom so you won’t even see him.”



Harry was leery, he still wanted to pull away and run but Draco was still holding onto his arm while he knocked with his free hand. Harry was going no where but into the place he didn’t want to go. Why had he trusted Draco? Harry wound up clinging to Draco’s arm as the portrait swung open to admit them and they stepped into the room. Draco led him over to the couch but Harry shook his head and sat down in the less worn armchair trying not to stare at the couch that was now stainless. Instead he stared at the fire bringing his knees to his chest as he fought the temptation to run now that Draco released him, it wasn’t too late yet. The sound of a door opening drew his eyes as a man he didn’t recognize walked out looking upset. He caught sight of them and walked over folding his tall form to sit on the couch next to Draco.



“Harry, this is Domitan Hartrick. He was.. is,” Draco corrected after a look from the man. “Uncle Sev’s mentor in all things vampire, and when I was younger he was also my mentor.” Draco introduced the brunette to Harry and turned his gaze to the other man. “Dom, this is Harry Potter. Uncle Sev’s mate.”



“I’m not his mate.” Harry said coldly even though he knew it was untrue when he said it he was trying to ignore the spell of a vampire’s mate had on him. He was hardly realizing he was feeling a little better than he had been earlier.



“Harry Potter..” Domitan said his name quietly but it made Harry’s focus return to the man. “It would figure Sev’s mate would wind up a strong wizard, this might prove more difficult.”



“I told you..” Harry began but was cut off with a wave of the brunette’s hand as the tall man stood and walked over to him he leaned back staring up into the same blue eyes that Snape had, knowing already the man was a vampire.



“Yes, yes. That you are not his mate,” Dom continued for him placing his hands on the arm chair and leaning perilously close to Harry’s face. Harry couldn’t help but realize how beautiful this vampire was and licked his lips nervously. Dom chuckled and touched his cheek. “Of course you are his mate, you were once sick weren’t you? You look much better now. Even the remnants of his scent on furniture not been touched in a week holds enough of the lure to settle your stomach and remove the headache.”



“I...” Harry began nervously now as he began to realize the man was correct but he felt sick to his stomach for whole other reasons now. “I don’t want to be..”



“There’s a more truthful reply,” Domitan told him. Harry was getting confused as he breathed in the brunette’s scent, it didn’t hold the same lure to it that Snape’s scent had but it was still enough to make him squirm anxiously in his seat as he tried to fight off the effects. He was scared he might become as helpless once more if he let himself surrender to them. “Harry, I know what happened. In human terms it was rape and Severus is feeling horrible he put you through that, but vampires can fall to instinct too readily and it drives them without thought of what they are doing and everything else is muted. Understand that if Sev could have heard you, he would have stopped. The first time with a mate is always questionable if a vampire falls victim to instinct, especially with the first mate they come across.”



“First?” Harry was trying to take in what Domitan was telling him, but there really was no excuse for rape in his world.. but if it was an instinct of a breed to fall deaf.. Harry shook his head. It was better to try understand what he meant by first. “I thought vampires only had one life mate.”



“Studying on us have you?” Dom asked with another chuckle and smiled warmly enough to make Harry feel his cheeks redden with warmth. “Yes, vampires only have one life mate in humans when the human dies it passes on to the next compatible. When vampires find their life mate though after a time they’ll turn them and once vampire the human life is over and mate compatibility moves on to another human. That’s why vampires are always misconstrued to live in covens, though that would be the most appropriate term for it or harem would be another good word. Vampires generally have and live with more than one ‘wife’ but as compatibility doesn’t matter with gender people don’t realize even the men or women in the following of the dominative vampire are also his or her mates.”



“Wouldn’t turning the mate into a vampire mean that they’d have potential mates among the humans?” Harry asked, none of the texts he’d found even came close to explaining that part of vampire life. Perhaps there wasn’t much known about it and vampires weren’t wanting to help with the guides to be found out in human society.



“Yes Harry they would, but the lure to look for them would be null as you’d still be under their mate’s control. Unless of course they were given permission from their mate,” Dom explained. Harry could hear an amused undertone of the man’s voice but the man gave him more to think about. Even when a vampire they’d still be under the control of the vampire mate, it really was too much to think about. In the beginning you become the slave to the scent and get potentially raped, and in the end you’re still a slave to the vampire. “Of course I can teach you more about vampires than you can learn in uninformed textbooks later. We do have to return to the topic of Sev.”



Harry looked away, he didn’t want to talk about Snape. Instinct or not it was still rape in Harry’s books and he didn’t want to be put around the man to feel so helpless again. He looked back up into those blue eyes when he felt another touch to his face and shivered involuntarily, he almost fell back into the mind state he’d been in just by looking into Dom’s eyes. Dom frowned a moment but whatever the vampire was thinking was pushed away.



“How had you expected your first time with him to be?” Dom asked startling a gasp out of Harry. The man smiled though his eyes never releasing Harry’s. “I’m sure you imagined about it before it finally happened. Had you fantasized about Sev taking you into his arms and kiss you passionately? He carefully strips you of your clothes as his hands take in your body, hands sliding over your warm skin and feeling your muscles seem to flutter beneath the strong hands as you arch into them so readily.”



Harry was falling into a daze as Dom spoke of his fantasies, seeming to get them exactly right as if the man was pulling it from his memory. The vampire went on about how Snape would tease him as his long fingers slid into him cold with lube and stretch him out properly and when he was ready slid into him slowly. Dom’s voice was but a narration as Harry began to imagine everything Domitan explained in great detail, his body was aching for it to become real as Dom spoke of Sev making passionately slow love to him to push him over the edge more than once before the vampire managed to come filling him with his seed with a cry of his name and how much he loved him.



The space between Harry’s face and Domitan’s closed in a bruising kiss as Harry surrendered to the vampire his body arching into the man’s touch as his hands roamed. The kiss left him breathless as Dom finally pulled his mouth away and yet Harry mewled displeasure anyhow causing the brunette to laugh and pull Harry into a hug. Harry smiled and wrapped his arms around the tall vampire blushing when he felt his arousal brush against Dom’s and heard the man’s gasp.



Draco sat staring at the two horrified and yet highly aroused after listening to Dom’s voice explain such a scene in such great detail and wanted to receive such a kiss from the longhaired vampire. He was confused though, wasn’t Domitan wanting to get Harry to want to see Severus again? Why had he kissed him?



“You can have that you know..” Domitan whispered in Harry’s ear, stroking the smaller man’s back gently to sooth the boy’s anxious nerves at having to breath in the pheromones he’d released and forced Harry to breath in with each breath as they had been speaking. Draco had also been affected by them but he’ll sooth the blond later. “But you will have to see him again. Do you want that?”



Harry calmed slowly in Dom’s embrace but he didn’t lose the arousal he had after imagining one of his fantasies. Slowly he began wondering about Dom though, he’d kissed him and the man was being so gentle with him. It hardly occurred to him he’d kissed Dom while thinking he was kissing Snape. He made a sound of protest when Dom pulled away once more and lifted his face. “It’s not me you want Harry, I was just explaining the true Sev to you. Your body just reacted to mine as you had mistaken me for Sev because of the same dominative presence we both hold. Now.. do you want that sort of scene ever to play out?”



“Y-yes sir,” Harry stammered staring into those pretty blue eyes. His body ached for something to happen even as his mind began to fall out of the fog it had been to think that he shouldn’t want it. He did though, he wanted the real thing even more than he wanted to fear Snape.



“Good,” Dom told him brushing hair away from Harry’s forehead and sat down in the armchair that Harry had been sitting in before he pulled him up for a hug. He smiled at Harry’s confused look. “Are you ready to see him now?”



Harry shifted on his feet even as his head nodded when a part of him wanted to say no. A larger part now wanted to see Snape and try to see if things could be set right between the two of them. “Yeah, I am.”



Harry stood at the door way to Snape’s bedroom nervously after Domitan had explained to him that the man hadn’t fed since the incident and said he’d most likely go after Harry to feed before anything else could be done or said. Harry was nervous if the man was in a blood lust what would stop the man from killing him? He was having a hard time believing the man would have enough to of a fill on his blood to not need to drain him and would refrain from doing so as Harry was his mate.



Biting his lip he took ahold of the door handle and pushed the door open. He was greeted by cold air brushing over his bare skin and shivered, it felt like winter in the small bedroom. He looked around the dark room for a moment and stepped in slowly spotting movement around the bed that was sitting against a wall. Harry blinked when he found Snape in front of him and shivered for an entirely different reason than the cold. From the light from the other room he could tell Snape’s eyes were changing from blue to a red, a sign of the blood lust he was told.



“Harry..” Snape’s voice was raspy as if left unused for too long. Harry wanted to run out the open door taking a step back when Snape leaned closer. Harry bit his lip when he felt the chill of the wall at his back through his clothing as he watched Snape fight for control to not attack him.



Harry frowned, he didn’t like seeing Snape this way and soon he no longer feared the fact that Snape was wanting to attack but to want to help him. Harry pulled at his collar to expose his neck and tilted his head to the side catching Snape trying to move towards him but still holding himself back. “It’s alright.. You can feed.”



That was all the invitation Snape needed as self control was thrown out the window and Harry was pressed against the hard wall from Snape’s body. Harry gasped looking into those reddened eyes for a moment before exposing his neck further for the dark haired vampire and flinched slightly as teeth sunk into his neck. Harry sighed his eyes closing as he slowly began to think just how erotic being bitten can be and blushed lightly.



Harry opened his eyes as he felt the man’s mouth pull away from his neck. Harry was extremely light headed and his hands held onto Snape’s robes even though being sandwiched between the wall and Snape’s body kept him standing. Harry blinked when he noticed a look of anger cross Snape’s face and Harry wanted to pull away suddenly even though he didn’t know why the man was angered so. The man lifted him and carried him back to the warmer rooms of his quarters and stood glowering at Domitan as Harry tried to understand why Snape was so angry.



“Why the hell does he smell like you?” Severus demanded glaring at Domitan who had one Draco Malfoy in his lap. The brown haired vampire looked up and smiled looking completely unfazed by the angered Potions Mater, even as Draco pressed closer to Dom. “Dom.. why does he smell like you’ve had your hands over him.”



“Because I did,” Dom responded nonchalantly running a hand over Draco’s back to try calm the boy who was suddenly afraid. “I was proving a point to him, but don’t worry.. he just thought I was you. I’ve no interest in your mate.”



Harry realized that Snape was the possessive type quickly and wondered if the man was wanting to beat his mentor for even considering doing such a thing. Harry shifted in the man’s arms a little uncomfortably, he hardly wanted to know Snape’s reaction if Snape learned they had kissed whether he was thinking the man was Snape or not. He settled his head on Snape’s shoulder feeling tired from the blood loss. Snape grabbed attention at that and moved to sit down on the couch settling him in his lap still.



“What point were you trying to prove?” Severus asked as he felt Harry shiver and summoned a blanket to settle over him. He needed to talk to Harry but the boy was half asleep and it wasn’t the time to try. He gave a small nod to Draco when he felt those grey eyes on him and Harry. “He’s alright Draco.. just tired from the blood loss. He’ll feel better when he wakes.”



“That he still wanted you sexually,” Dom replied a little more cautiously than he had when he’d admitted to touching Harry. He was confident Severus wouldn’t attack him then but Severus knew first hand how he would prove a point sometimes quite physically. He watched his student bristle angrily and was pleased the man wasn’t willing to dump his mate. “I didn’t allow it to go far Severus, he was reacting to the scene I know would be on anyone’s mind when fantasizing sex scenes but as you could scent I added some persuasion to make him respond positively.”



“You didn’t do more than that?” Severus asked with an untrustworthy look at the man, hardly believing the man had left it at that. Dom was a pervert, there was no way he would have released Harry with just that.



“We kissed,” Dom responded with a shrug holding up a hand to keep the man from yelling. “That is all, we kissed and then just hugged him when he complained when I’d pulled away. I made certain he knew it wasn’t me who he was longing to kiss at the time, he shouldn’t feel any further after affects from it.”



“Don’t expect him to react to you as readily as before though Sev, I might have proved to him he still wants you but he won’t be willing to try all too soon,” Dom said in a softer voice as Severus looked back down to the sleeping form of his mate. Severus nodded though, he already knew that and he didn’t want Harry to fall back to reacting like he had been if he responded the same way to him as the first time. “It’ll be alright Sev, you know what you’re prone to and now you’ll be less likely to let instincts take control.”



Severus looked back of at Dom with a small smile at the older vampire his gaze falling on Draco who remained in Domitan’s lap and smiled. “You both make a cute couple.”



Draco blushed while Dom laughed and pulled the boy closer to him gently patting the blond’s cheek. Draco looked up at Dom as if waiting for him to respond. “Poor Draco responded to the pheromones I was forcing on Harry quite readily.. He could wind up a compatible mate though..



“What do you say Draco? Are you wanting to become my fifth wife?” Dom asked the boy smiling gently at the boy’s surprise and eager acceptance anyhow. He chuckled and shook his head. “I’ll ask you again when you’re not still responding to the pheromones that still linger.”



Severus sighed as he watched the two curiously. He looked down to Harry and frowned hoping to talk to him and apologize once again for what happened.