Furry Magic
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Lucius
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Adult ++
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104
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136,563
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chapter 80
Title: Furry Magic, chapter 80
Disclaimer: HP is not mine.
Harry took one look at Draco when they entered the room, flushed nearly purple, and averted his eyes. Draco was mostly naked, his legs flung out to the side, unashamedly, swearing a blue streak. Amrys was at his side, patting him, and getting growled at for his trouble. The big second of the pride was cowering back, nodding and accepting all the aspersions to his manhood Draco was flinging at him. Harry gawped at the novelty of a submissive Amrys. He stumbled into Graeme's back.
Harry blinked, not believing his eyes. As Draco strained up into the air, face red and dripping, the space between his legs filled with hands and Snape's broad , bare shoulders. Severus Snape was wearing nothing more than a pair of his perfectly ironed trousers. His hands were already wet, with.... Harry gulped and faced front. Oh, ghod!
Snape was hunched down between the youth's spread legs, Draco had flung one leg over the man's back, and Harry had seen...everything. Most especially that Draco was a girl. Well not exactly a girl, but definitely a boy-girl or girl-boy. He had *both* kind of parts. Harry was pretty certain that was new. I mean, he would have noticed if it wasn't. Wouldn't he? Sure he would. He swallowed, feeling a bit dizzy. Graeme supported him as he swayed, turning decidedly green when Draco let loose with another piercing howl.
Mantheer let out a low snarl, moving to conceal Draco's bare form as the group entered the room. Snape looked up from his exam, Draco's leg now around his neck, and scowled, flipping a covering over the young man. Draco, for once didn't seem to care. He let out a moan, body curling in on itself as another contraction hit. He hissed.
Lucius headed immediately for his son.
Mantheer, barely managed to keep his reaction to a mild growl. He was fighting his protective reaction, the man approaching was his king! But the snarl came out anyway. Lucius noted it, and went to his knees, crawling forward to the edge of the bed, presenting the lowest profile that he could, the least threatening posture. He kept a wary eye on the men surrounding Draco.
A were-leopard protecting it's mate during child birth was nothing to toy with. Not even if one were a king. He reached out slowly, touching Draco's hand, it was squeezed tightly, then released, as Mantheer's displeasure became significantly louder. Yaji added his own growl, creeping closer across the bed furs, eyes gone golden with a predatroy gleam. Amrys, next to him, bared teeth, eyes also glowing dangerously. Lucius wisely withdrew, certain that Draco was being well cared for.
"I would suggest a very short and immediate ceremony." Severus Snape ventured from underneath the cloth that hid him entirely from view. "I can feel the crown of the child's head. There is very little time."
Pop, pop, pop, sounded in the room. And suddenly the three seers of the Seer's Council were there. Gwydion Llyr's veils were waving wildly, taking up most of the room around him, as he hastily moved away from the bed even before the growling grew to deafening levels. He turned unerringly towards the king.
"Well, let's hurry shall we?" The Seer instructed, briskly. "I came as soon as I was able after I felt the labor begin. I am feeling the need to push. So, quickly now, to your places. Oh, oh. Where is the lovely bride?" He looked around, fully veiled, but missing nothing. His attention riveted on the woman at Tambyn's side. "Noooooo. I am thinking, not you." Tambyn stiffened, prepared to be insulted on the woman's behalf.
Harry blinked at Gwydion. That first bit, didn't make much sense. How could the Seer have known? Then his eyes fixed on the man behind the Seer, and his eyes narrowed to slits. Barethes, who's concentration was fixed on Lucius, gaze adoring, hungry. Harry's human ears flattened to his skull, his nostrils flared. He took a step forward. Barethes sidled a bit nearer to Lucius. Harry inched closer. Almost....then an arm looped itself around his shoulders. He shuddered in disappointment, sagging in Graeme's grasp.
"Naughty, kitten. Very naughty. Can't have you attacking seers and kings right and left, now, can we? Let's get the wedding done first, hmmm?" Graeme whispered silkily. He licked Harry's ear. Harry shivered, distracted. Lucius' hiss startled him. Graeme returned his king's glare with an innocent face, completely unperturbed. Harry squirmed, testing the third's vigilance. Graeme scolded him with a low rumble, and Harry mewled in reply, face settling into a frown.
Tanith was the last to arrive, with her assistant in tow. She moved rapidly to stand next to Lucius. She was resplendent in her bright golden robes.
"It is not every day that I get married." She said cheerily. "Nor every day that I can celebrate the pride's heir is born. That is worth dressing up for."
"Very good." The Seer said. He raised his arms. "Come now. Line up. Time to hurry. Those tiny shoulders are just about out. we'll have to be super-quick!"
"Oooooooo." Came from Draco on the bed. The Seer nodded, sagely. "Big shoulders for a little squirt." He waved his arms again.
"Hurry, hurry." Gwydion Llyr said. "The baby is blond. And he has the cutest little nose!"
Harry spun his head to look, unable to stop himself, but of course Draco was mostly covered, and what wasn't covered was hidden by the wall of were-leopard flesh surrounding him. Snape was a crouching lump under the cloth.
"I won't ask how you know that." His voice came dryly. "But you are correct."
"So. Lucius Malfoy, king of the pride of the were-leopards, do you accept this woman to be your wife and queen?" Gwydion Llyr asked, with an air of supreme satisfaction.
"I accept her as my Queen." Lucius said. Changing the reply as his Chosen had negotiated. Tambyn made a noise as if to protest, and they all turned to glare him into silence. Harry let one long claw slide into evidence, even as Graeme's arms tightened around him. Tambyn looked at it. One claw, a single glisteningly sharp threat, on the tip of the finger of a boy who was less than half his own weight. He sneered his contempt, then he recalled the fact that this was the same young man who had apparated a whole Arena full of people out of the Manor, with a snap. And no wand. He swallowed his objection unvoiced.
"Your queen only? Fair enough, that is with in the laws." Llyr turned fractionally to face Tanith. "Tanith, seer of the pride of the were-leopards, do you accept this man as your husband and your King?"
"I accept him as my king." Tanith agreed. Wincing as Draco let out another shout, and a string of very colorful curses.
"Excellent grasp of the appropriate vocabulary for a time like this, Draco." Snape said. "However, it might be wise to save your breath for another push." Draco cursed again, more crisply. Mantheer's face, the only one Harry could see well enough to see any expression, was wide-eyed. And Gwydion raised his voice to be heard above the string of admirably explicit, blue-words.
"In perfect agreement, then! Do you, Tanith, Queen of the were-leopards also accept the son of the king as your son?" Llyr asked her. For that was the most important point at this juncture. The adoption of Draco and the heir's re-newed status.
"I accept Draco Malfoy, son of Lucius Malfoy, as my son. And any child of his as my line."
The child in question gave a lusty scream, drowning out her words, echoed weakly by the exhausted Mother of the heir.
Amrys was now under the cloth with Severus and Draco's nether regions. His purr came loud and clear, filling the room with a sound of sheer, joyous contentment.
"When can we see him?" Harry asked, innocently, with excitement. The air was immediatly filled with a cacophony of growls. He reared back away from the furious faces of the two huge guardians crouched on the furs of Draco's bed.
"About a week, perhaps two, any sooner and you are likely to lose a limb. Wait until they bring him out into the rest of the Manor." Lucius whispered into his ear. "Now, I think it is best for us to leave the proud parents and the professor alone with the new addition. Come." They all filed out. Harry craned his neck back at the full bed. Yaji showed him a clawed hand.
"So, why are Mantheer and Yaji behaving like they are the parents?" Harry wondered, slightly affronted by the display, as Graeme dragged him out of the room. He just wanted one tiny, itty-bitty look at the kid! He pouted.
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Harry took one look at Draco when they entered the room, flushed nearly purple, and averted his eyes. Draco was mostly naked, his legs flung out to the side, unashamedly, swearing a blue streak. Amrys was at his side, patting him, and getting growled at for his trouble. The big second of the pride was cowering back, nodding and accepting all the aspersions to his manhood Draco was flinging at him. Harry gawped at the novelty of a submissive Amrys. He stumbled into Graeme's back.
Harry blinked, not believing his eyes. As Draco strained up into the air, face red and dripping, the space between his legs filled with hands and Snape's broad , bare shoulders. Severus Snape was wearing nothing more than a pair of his perfectly ironed trousers. His hands were already wet, with.... Harry gulped and faced front. Oh, ghod!
Snape was hunched down between the youth's spread legs, Draco had flung one leg over the man's back, and Harry had seen...everything. Most especially that Draco was a girl. Well not exactly a girl, but definitely a boy-girl or girl-boy. He had *both* kind of parts. Harry was pretty certain that was new. I mean, he would have noticed if it wasn't. Wouldn't he? Sure he would. He swallowed, feeling a bit dizzy. Graeme supported him as he swayed, turning decidedly green when Draco let loose with another piercing howl.
Mantheer let out a low snarl, moving to conceal Draco's bare form as the group entered the room. Snape looked up from his exam, Draco's leg now around his neck, and scowled, flipping a covering over the young man. Draco, for once didn't seem to care. He let out a moan, body curling in on itself as another contraction hit. He hissed.
Lucius headed immediately for his son.
Mantheer, barely managed to keep his reaction to a mild growl. He was fighting his protective reaction, the man approaching was his king! But the snarl came out anyway. Lucius noted it, and went to his knees, crawling forward to the edge of the bed, presenting the lowest profile that he could, the least threatening posture. He kept a wary eye on the men surrounding Draco.
A were-leopard protecting it's mate during child birth was nothing to toy with. Not even if one were a king. He reached out slowly, touching Draco's hand, it was squeezed tightly, then released, as Mantheer's displeasure became significantly louder. Yaji added his own growl, creeping closer across the bed furs, eyes gone golden with a predatroy gleam. Amrys, next to him, bared teeth, eyes also glowing dangerously. Lucius wisely withdrew, certain that Draco was being well cared for.
"I would suggest a very short and immediate ceremony." Severus Snape ventured from underneath the cloth that hid him entirely from view. "I can feel the crown of the child's head. There is very little time."
Pop, pop, pop, sounded in the room. And suddenly the three seers of the Seer's Council were there. Gwydion Llyr's veils were waving wildly, taking up most of the room around him, as he hastily moved away from the bed even before the growling grew to deafening levels. He turned unerringly towards the king.
"Well, let's hurry shall we?" The Seer instructed, briskly. "I came as soon as I was able after I felt the labor begin. I am feeling the need to push. So, quickly now, to your places. Oh, oh. Where is the lovely bride?" He looked around, fully veiled, but missing nothing. His attention riveted on the woman at Tambyn's side. "Noooooo. I am thinking, not you." Tambyn stiffened, prepared to be insulted on the woman's behalf.
Harry blinked at Gwydion. That first bit, didn't make much sense. How could the Seer have known? Then his eyes fixed on the man behind the Seer, and his eyes narrowed to slits. Barethes, who's concentration was fixed on Lucius, gaze adoring, hungry. Harry's human ears flattened to his skull, his nostrils flared. He took a step forward. Barethes sidled a bit nearer to Lucius. Harry inched closer. Almost....then an arm looped itself around his shoulders. He shuddered in disappointment, sagging in Graeme's grasp.
"Naughty, kitten. Very naughty. Can't have you attacking seers and kings right and left, now, can we? Let's get the wedding done first, hmmm?" Graeme whispered silkily. He licked Harry's ear. Harry shivered, distracted. Lucius' hiss startled him. Graeme returned his king's glare with an innocent face, completely unperturbed. Harry squirmed, testing the third's vigilance. Graeme scolded him with a low rumble, and Harry mewled in reply, face settling into a frown.
Tanith was the last to arrive, with her assistant in tow. She moved rapidly to stand next to Lucius. She was resplendent in her bright golden robes.
"It is not every day that I get married." She said cheerily. "Nor every day that I can celebrate the pride's heir is born. That is worth dressing up for."
"Very good." The Seer said. He raised his arms. "Come now. Line up. Time to hurry. Those tiny shoulders are just about out. we'll have to be super-quick!"
"Oooooooo." Came from Draco on the bed. The Seer nodded, sagely. "Big shoulders for a little squirt." He waved his arms again.
"Hurry, hurry." Gwydion Llyr said. "The baby is blond. And he has the cutest little nose!"
Harry spun his head to look, unable to stop himself, but of course Draco was mostly covered, and what wasn't covered was hidden by the wall of were-leopard flesh surrounding him. Snape was a crouching lump under the cloth.
"I won't ask how you know that." His voice came dryly. "But you are correct."
"So. Lucius Malfoy, king of the pride of the were-leopards, do you accept this woman to be your wife and queen?" Gwydion Llyr asked, with an air of supreme satisfaction.
"I accept her as my Queen." Lucius said. Changing the reply as his Chosen had negotiated. Tambyn made a noise as if to protest, and they all turned to glare him into silence. Harry let one long claw slide into evidence, even as Graeme's arms tightened around him. Tambyn looked at it. One claw, a single glisteningly sharp threat, on the tip of the finger of a boy who was less than half his own weight. He sneered his contempt, then he recalled the fact that this was the same young man who had apparated a whole Arena full of people out of the Manor, with a snap. And no wand. He swallowed his objection unvoiced.
"Your queen only? Fair enough, that is with in the laws." Llyr turned fractionally to face Tanith. "Tanith, seer of the pride of the were-leopards, do you accept this man as your husband and your King?"
"I accept him as my king." Tanith agreed. Wincing as Draco let out another shout, and a string of very colorful curses.
"Excellent grasp of the appropriate vocabulary for a time like this, Draco." Snape said. "However, it might be wise to save your breath for another push." Draco cursed again, more crisply. Mantheer's face, the only one Harry could see well enough to see any expression, was wide-eyed. And Gwydion raised his voice to be heard above the string of admirably explicit, blue-words.
"In perfect agreement, then! Do you, Tanith, Queen of the were-leopards also accept the son of the king as your son?" Llyr asked her. For that was the most important point at this juncture. The adoption of Draco and the heir's re-newed status.
"I accept Draco Malfoy, son of Lucius Malfoy, as my son. And any child of his as my line."
The child in question gave a lusty scream, drowning out her words, echoed weakly by the exhausted Mother of the heir.
Amrys was now under the cloth with Severus and Draco's nether regions. His purr came loud and clear, filling the room with a sound of sheer, joyous contentment.
"When can we see him?" Harry asked, innocently, with excitement. The air was immediatly filled with a cacophony of growls. He reared back away from the furious faces of the two huge guardians crouched on the furs of Draco's bed.
"About a week, perhaps two, any sooner and you are likely to lose a limb. Wait until they bring him out into the rest of the Manor." Lucius whispered into his ear. "Now, I think it is best for us to leave the proud parents and the professor alone with the new addition. Come." They all filed out. Harry craned his neck back at the full bed. Yaji showed him a clawed hand.
"So, why are Mantheer and Yaji behaving like they are the parents?" Harry wondered, slightly affronted by the display, as Graeme dragged him out of the room. He just wanted one tiny, itty-bitty look at the kid! He pouted.
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