Cursed Blood

A/N: FINAL CHAPTER... Here goes...

When did a plan ever go correctly for anyone within the war? Harry, Ron, and Hermione made plans that seemed so good, yet failed. Voldemort made plans that weren't even his own and they failed. Dumbledore made plans that didn't go exactly as they should. Plans just never work. It's too bad Bella and Cissa didn't know that.

"Oh merlin. Yes." Harry screamed. The morning after their talk with the Headmaster, Harry had been awoken by both his mates doing things. Great sexy things with thier lips and tongues and teeth all over his naked body.

He looked up and locked eyes with Severus. "Fuck me, please?" he whispered. The soft question loud enough to hear in the quiet room.

Hary moaned aloud. He was stretched to the utter limit, both his mates thick cocks rocking slowly within his arse. It didn't take long, nowhere near long and the three men were coming to bright white lights surrounding them.

Harry Potter entered the Great Hall for lunch that day between the two people who had stolen his heart. He followed his mates to the Head Table and sat down slowly. The Hall broke out in whispers and talk.

"Quiet." Albus yelled out and the room fell silent once again. "Mr. Potter and his Mates will not be bothered. I know I informed you all this morning of the true reasons for their absence this past week and..."

The doors to the hall burst open and two slightly deranged women ran in making a beeling for Harry. The Second Final Battle as it would be called was one for the History books. It only ended when in sheer luck, Hermione stunned Narcissa and she fell into Bellatrix crushing her to the hard stone floor. Harry was then the one to dsarm them both and bind them. Aurors were flooed, paperwork was filled out and it was generally boring.

Things took a turn for the worst when out of nowhere Harry Potter passed out.

"Harry?" Lucius yelled running forward and just barely catching the younger man before he fell.

Severus mumbled something and waved his wand over his mate. He gasped and dropped said wand watching in almost slow motion as it clattered to the ground. "We must take him to Poppy, in the Hospital wing...I think he's pregnant."

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