Author: SheWritesMe1

Title: The Dragüns

Rating: M, will move towards more adult themes but nothing too explicit but the age requirements is at least 16 years or older.

Disclaimer: All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the property of their respective owners. The original characters and plot are the property of the author. The author is in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any media franchise. No copyright infringement is intended.

Pairings: More-somes

Genres: Slash, Het, Friendship, Romance, Hurt Comfort

Note: The age of one of the characters will be explained later in the story. The updates for The Dragüns will be every two weeks. This is Slash.

POV: Ron, Bill, Georsph, Fred

Ron did not want to look at anyone in the tent. From his seat at the furthest corner of the room, he had a direct view of what was happening between Lord Pailguy and his eldest brother. He also could keep a tally of the other occupants whereabouts. The youngest red head did not feel comfortable in the presence of these men, even though five of the six were related to him.

Although the tent seemed smaller from the outside, it was very spacious from within. The walls were lined with stools each magically conditioned to fit the person who sat upon it. When Lord Pailguy started to transform, Ron had held his breath. He did not know why he did this but he could not help himself. Ron watched as the circles like markings appeared on each of the man's shoulders which amazed him. Ron really had not believed a word the dark haired stranger had spoken. Looking now at the wings sprout from the man's back cemented the truth to him. The wings were beautiful, Ron could not take his eyes away from them. They were varying shades of brown, the color reminded Ron of the Fall and of vibrant leaves littering the ground. A soft glow encompassed the Lord's body, it matched his wings perfectly. The length of the wings were about five to six feet in each direction. The urge to whine came over Ron but he bit it back down. He did not know how long he would be able to keep himself from going over and touching the feathers, they looked to be soft.

Ron watched Lord Pailguy and Bill exchange words a few seconds before the winged man touched the redhead's stomach. Bill looked over the darker man's shoulder right into Ron's eyes. Bill clenched his teeth but did not make a sound but to everyone in the room it was obvious he was in pain. Ron wanted to walk over and sooth his brother's pain but he knew any action taken at the moment in front of others would not be appreciated. Ron fidgeted in his seat and made a small sound. Bill's eyes darkened in response and he keened back a response which calmed the younger brother. Giant circles appeared on his shoulders, they were twice the size of Lord Pailguy and every few seconds they rotated. After a few moments lava colored wings sprung forth. His wings were a few feet longer than the dark haired mans'. At the very top of the wings, the color was an angry red, they transitioned into a lighter red the further they went down. It was as though a volcano had erupted until the very tips which turned an ash gray. Ron could not take his eyes off of the wings.

Lord Pailguy began to speak. "William, as I thought, you are a First and Dominant. You will be a leader of your Sphere. Firsts are always warriors at heart but they must remember that the well being of all their bond mates lay in their hands. Your Factor is Storage, you have the ability to collect energy all around you and save it within yourself. You are indeed powerful." Bill nodded his understanding and walked passed Lord Pailguy to take a seat along the wall facing Ron.

Lord Pailguy laughed a little and motioned for Charlie to step forward. A few words were exchanged but Charlie kept his eyes on Ron, who was splitting his attention between frowning at Bill and giving Charlie an encouraging whine. If Bill came any closer without permission, Ron was going to do something, he was not sure what yet but Bill would regret it.

A sharp keening noise drew his attention back to what was happening in front of him, now he was doubly upset because he was unable to give Charlie the same amount of support he had given Bill because the eldest Weasley was too close and distracting him. He gave Bill a warning growl and turned back to Charlie once again. His eyes were met with the sight of indigo colored wings. Unlike Bill's, Charlie's wing color intensified from the tips vertically to the base. His base shade was the deepest richest purple Ron had ever seen. He glowed a pale shade of violet. His wing length was slightly shorter than Lord Pailguy.

After Charlie regained his breath, Lord Pailguy began to speak again. "Charles, you are a Fourth and as such you will protect any children born of your Sphere's union. Your Factor is Wind and as with any force of nature, you can be deadly calm or a catalyst to a tsunami."

"Oh, I am a Fourth." Charlie spoke uncertainty clouding his voice.

"Do not worry yourself with the order of a Sphere, everyone plays an important part in a mateship. The order can change at any time, especially if a submissive already has a Fourth and he or she still desires you. The Fourth is one of the most powerful mates because they are the only ones next to the submissive who is able to call all of the Factors of a Sphere into play against an enemy."

Charlie seemed to contemplate the answers he was given as he sat next Bill against the wall. Ron bristled at the action but made no other moves as he watched Percy remove his shirt.

"Percy, do not look at Ron. He is becoming feral with so many Dominants in their creature form. Even if he calls as he did with William and Charles, do not look or respond. I am sorry, if you wish to lay claim against me, then you will have to do at the High Dragun Court after Mating Season. I believe the sight of another powerful Fourth will cause him to… well let's just say we do not want that. Okay?" Lord Pailguy said as his wings fluttered when Percy nodded and leaned in to his collar, hiding his face in the intersection between neck and shoulder. This surprised the Lord, the red head would be an affectionate Fourth. Georsph whispered soothing words in his native tongue as he pressed his hand in to start the transformation. Percy only made a small whimpering sound. Georsph felt the younger man's fangs come in against his neck. Finally, his forest green wings made their appearance.

"I am sorry that my emotions are making you feel this way. As soon as we part, you will be able to gain better control of yourself. You are a Fourth, you are the protector of offspring from your Sphere. Your Factor is Empathy. You will always walk a thin line between your emotions and others . You can sense danger quickly and turn other's passions back upon them. Your Factor is a very dangerous one." Percy wanted to respond with a what the bloody hell but he also wanted to be away from Lord Pailguy and his turbulent emotions, so he walked away and sat next to Charlie. He immediately felt that horrible sorrow he was feeling fade away replaced by nervousness. He closed his eyes and pulled an iron clad control over his feelings. After a few moments he felt better and clearheaded.

Georsph closed his eyes, these six Draguns were full of surprises, first a submissive and now an empath. He shook his head to clear his thoughts as George walked up nervously. He had briefly wandered why Fred and George were born twins but it seemed that there was a lot he did not know about the Guardians.

George removed his shirt and stared blankly directly into the eyes of Georsph. So this is how he will cope with his fear. The Lord smiled to himself and without delay he pressed his hand in, George gasped but made no other sound as the transformation took place. Unlike his brothers, the first thing to come were his wings which were a Prussian blue. His wings were a solid color all the way through. Next came his fangs and the moderately sized circles on his arms and finally the half moons on each side of his naval. The glow upon his skin was a pale blue.

"You are a Third as am I, and as such your position in the Sphere is to both ground and sense the flow of magic within each of your mates. Your Factor is Rain and Lighting, you are what is considered the perfect storm. Always keep a calm head because if you do not, you could place the balance of your Sphere's magical core at risk." George nodded and walked passed and took a seat next to Percy.

Georsph stood face to face with Fred. Fred did not really look at him, instead the red head was looking at George. Their eye contact was unwavering and so without further notice Georsph placed his hand on Fred's stomach . Fred showed no outward reaction to the action and everyone watch as his fangs appeared first. Then the circles that were twice the size of Lord Pailguy appeared and started moving, next came the half circles on the sides of his naval. Finally bronze colored wings sprung forth, nearly three feet longer than the dark haired mans'. A golden color of radiance reflected off his skin.

"Fred, you are a First and Dominant. Every decision you make will affect the lives of your Sphere. Your mates will look to you for guidance and for answers. Your Factor is Shadows, you control the reflection of light, you control the darkness within light. You will need to make a pact with the God and Goddess of Shadow Walkers before your talent can be fully expressed. I will not be able to lead you there to meet them but my older brother who is a First will. I do not have much information because they are secretive organization." Fred finally turned those blue eyes upon Georsph, which made the older man freeze. Midnight blue met sky blue and Lord Pailguy resisted the urge to bare his neck but he did take a step back. He was unprepared for the chest he ran into. He turned to see William behind him, there was nothing he could do if these Firsts became unmanageable. His magic was almost at its limit. A soft growl brought his eyes back over to Fred's direction. He realized that he was cocooned by red and gold wings at that moment. Fred lifted his left wrist to his fang and cut it opened and offered it to Georsph. A louder growl from behind him stopped him from taking it. For a moment, William and Fred stared at one another. Silent communication passed between the two and Fred took a step back and walked over to George.

"Do not be afraid. He wanted to offer you blood but he did not have the same amount of energy reserves as I do. You do not have enough magic to release Ron without replenishment. Here, drink this." William said as he sliced opened his wrist. Georsph debated with himself before taking the offered blood, he was indeed almost out of magical reserves. Bill's blood was rich and as he swallowed every drop and he felt his stores build back up. After a few moments he politely unhinged his fangs from the taller man's wrist. He closed his eyes as his body shuddered with the new found energy.

"Thank you." He said.

"You are welcomed." Was the simple reply. It seemed that the creature within Bill knew how to handle these situation even if the man himself did not understand. Bill took a step back after Lord Pailguy had regained himself. He looked over at Ron who had a worried expression on his face. Before he could ask any questions, he looked over and saw George biting the right hand of Fred and then Fred doing the same thing to George's left hand. After a few seconds a black spear shaped tattoo appeared where the bite marks were. Fred extended his wings to their full height and his hands pulled George into an embrace. Nothing happened for a few seconds until, George bit into the circle on the right shoulder. Fred's eyes changed to the same blue as George's wings for a moment and then changed back. They stayed in that position for long minutes before letting go.

"Ah, so you two have already met your submissive and you have claimed each other as bond mates. This is indeed interesting." Georsph said as he watched the two sit next to one another. "I guess we can look more into that situation in the next realm. Ronald, it is your turn." Georsph said as he watched George turned sharply and look around.

"I cannot." Was Ron's worried reply.

"There is nothing to be afraid of, now come along." Lord Pailguy said in exasperation. Ron shook his head. "Why ever not?"

"Because they are almost here." Ron said as he hugged himself closer. Georsph had delayed sensing abilities because of the ritual he was performing, so he only felt them a second before the wards surrounding them shook from their impact. Two very angry Firsts had shown up.