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Summary: Non-Epilogue compliant. A depressed, lonely Harry literally stumbles into a man who seduces him with answers to Harry's problems, hands him the promise of happiness…and an invisible shackle to a gilded prison. With answers he hates in his hand will Harry be able to find the elusive happiness he deserves?
Pairings: HP/GW. HP/OMC. HP/OFC. HP/TH (Terrence Higgs). HP/Other Rowling Characters.
WARNINGS: RAPE. Emotional manipulation. Forced intercourse.
AN: This is the horrible chapter. I hated writing it, I hate reading it and I hate having to post it. It is, unfortunately, a part of the plot. Read the warnings! I can't stress that enough! While not graphic, it gives enough information to be highly unpleasant.
Dragonette Debacle – Chapter 4 – True Colours.
4th September 2007
Harry winced as he sat down on the bed. He was still sore. They had only had anal intercourse about three times, once to mate and twice to enjoy themselves but the last time they had had sex like that was two days ago and Harry still felt discomfort. Saladin assured him that discomfort was usual for those who had never had intercourse like that before. Saladin assured him that it would get better, as would the enjoyment of the intercourse. Saladin had explained that Harry probably didn't enjoy the anal sex as much as he could have because he was a dominant. But since they had both reached completion several times, Harry supposed getting pleasure from having something in his arse didn't rank as high on his list of priorities. He still found pleasure from other sexual activities.
Harr shifted over and ignored the twinges it caused him. He could recall how utterly adored he felt as they mated. He had always wanted to be adored for who he was and Saladin did adore him. Harry loved being with Saladin. He even thought he loved Saladin.
Saladin called him 'beloved' often and regularly professed his love. Saladin's reaction upon Harry's confession to thinking he loved him was amazing. Saladin had taken him to bed and kissed him all over his body. Harry had never felt as special as he did then. Yeah, he loved Saladin and he would forever be thankful that the man loved him.
Rolling onto his side, Harry turned to the page in his book. He had started reading novels a couple of days into his 'sabbatical'. Oddly, it was Ron who lent him the books. They were about mysteries and a wizarding auror who was chasing down a rogue hit man. The wizard was called Campion Travis and currently in the book, Campion had discovered that the latest victim to the hit man was a muggle prostitute had traces of a love potion brewed back in Diagon Alley.
"Harry? Emerald?" Oh Harry wished Saladin would break that awful habit of calling him 'Emerald'.
"I'm here, Saladin." He called, sitting up and wincing once again.
"Ah, you are in the bedroom. Perfect. I have a surprise for you." Saladin announced as he walked through the cave entrance. Harry raised an eyebrow, curious but not overly curious.
Saladin chuckled then waved his hand gesturing for somebody to come into the room. Harry stood up just as a woman entered wrapped in a deep blue sari. The woman had long black hair tied in a long braid and many bangles on her wrists. It was, if anything, her eyes that captured Harry though. Despite obviously being of Indian origins with her brown skin and dark hair, the woman had bright sapphire blue eyes.
"Emerald? Meet my Sapphire. Nabih, this is Harry Potter, the one I have told you so much about." Nabih smiled and did a small curtsey. "Harry, my treasure, this is Nabih. As you know, I went back to my mateship to let them know that I would be bringing you to them soon and all were eager to meet you but none more so eager than Nabih. She has been desiring a child for a while now but none of my mateship was willing to provide her with one were they, Nabih?"
"No, Saladin." The woman replied obligingly.
Saladin smiled and slid an arm around her shoulders while he rested his other hand on her stomach. "My mateship has enough children at present but my beautiful Sapphire has yet to have a child. When I told her of your desire to have a child of your own she all but demanded I bring her to you so you could have a child together." Nabih looked at the floor as if shy of her behaviour. Harry frowned but hope flared up inside him. Saladin continued talking. "She is fertile now, her womb is ready for a child and she wishes to wait no longer. She has begged me to allow this and I, as you know, think my children to be a blessing. I am ecstatic that she, who knows nothing of you except my praise, would bear you a child now. She wishes for you to agree to her request, don't you Nabih?"
"Mate Harry, I have wished for a child for a long time. Please. Please give me a child, Mate Harry?" Nabih looked up and her eyes swam with tears.
Harry felt his heart shatter as fear and hope and guilt welled up inside him. She was begging…begging. Harry felt awful. What a thing to spring on him. He didn't know her. He didn't know anything other than what she looked like and her name. How could Saladin ask that of him…how could Nabih even want to have sex with somebody she had never met before. How could any of this come about?! It was absurd!
"How can you…I don't even know you! Saladin, what a thing to even ask of me!" Harry scowled at Saladin who's smile dropped away immediately. Harry didn't look at Saladin for long moment though. He tuned his gaze to Nabih. "You have never seen me before, you don't know me and yet you want my baby? Are you mad?"
Nabih's eyes erupted with tears, silent but deadly with the amount of pain they struck through Harry's heart. Harry quickly crossed to her and put his hands on her shoulders. Nabih tensed immediately and went to pull back, staring up at Harry in what looked to be fear.
"Shh. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to upset you. I'm sorry. Please don't cry. It's just…well…you are asking for us to sleep together to make a baby but…well it took me a month to have sex with Saladin and I had known him for a while. I don't think I could have sex with somebody I have never met before." Nabih shut her eyes as if she was in such despair she couldn't bear to look at Harry and face the world.
"I wish for a child. You are mate now. You are Dominant. You need strong child to be happy. I am a carrier. I need to have a child to fulfil my destiny. I wish for a baby now. Please Mate. Do not deny me this." She muttered and eventually looked into Harry's eyes. Harry saw her desperation there and felt his heart break for her but he shook his head and backed away.
"This is ludicrous! I can't listen to this. Saladin, how could you even attempt to back me into a corner like this?!"
"I do not understand the problem, Emerald. You wish for a child, Nabih wishes to give you one. She is very beautiful. It would not be hard to have sex with her would it? I shall be there beloved. I must be to ensure your seed is activated." Harry winced remembering how horrified he was when he learned that the only way for a Destined to impregnate a Carrier was for their Dragonette to be inside of them when they spilled their sperm into the Carrier. The book Harry learned it from even had pictures…it was like a Karma Sutra describing the different positions the Dragonette, Destined and Carrier could have intercourse in to ensure that they still impregnated the carrier.
"I don't care. I can't sleep with somebody I barely know just because they are pretty! I am not that shallow." Harry spat, angry and wound up.
"No, you are not shallow. But you are vicious enough to destroy this girl's hopes. That isn't the work of somebody shallow. It is the work of somebody horrible." Saladin said in flat empty tones, his eyes shimmering angrily.
Harry felt the words as if they were a blow to his body. "I did not mean to destroy her hopes but they are unrealistic. I can't just sleep with her when I've only just met her." Harry tried to reason but Saladin had a stubborn set to his jaw, was staring down his nose and looking angry.
"Mateship relationships work differently to the kind you have been used to before Harry. Everything happens fast and you need to adjust to that quickly. Nabih here wants a child. Carriers, very much like unmated Destined, fall into depressions. You remember how you were before I found you? You suffered from depression, lack of appetite, lack of passion for everyday life. It all changed when you met me and our Dragon magics helped you. To deny Nabih a child is to subject her to the same darkness you suffered while alone. Do you want her to grieve and despair of her situation, fall into a depression so deep she will attempt suicide? Do you? Because I thought you were a warrior of the Light, not the evil in the story."
"I…you're pushing me into a corner and I really hate this." Harry snapped and turned his back on Saladin. He walked quickly over to the chair on the other side of the room and stood there, keeping a significant chunk of space between him and Saladin.
"Nabih. On the bed."
Harry heard Saladin order and heard the scuffle of feet. Then he heard the sounds of heavy boots approach him. Harry crossed his arms and tensed his body. Strong, large hands landed on his shoulders and a strong chest pressed into his back,
"I have been patient with you, my Emerald. I took the courtship at your pace, spending longer courting you than I spent courting anyone else in my mateship. I stayed in England for you and I stayed away from my mateship for you. Now that I have you I would like some concessions made for me too. I wish to provide my mates with everything they could ever want. The only thing Nabih wants is a baby and you are my only means of providing that for her at the moment. If it is easier, pretend she is that woman you loved so many years ago but were unable to make love to. I can help you, I shall be inside of you giving you pleasure and ultimately by doing this you shall be achieving your wish of having a child as well as Nabih's wish. I will provide that which is necessary Harry, I promised I would but I cannot have you fight my provision of what you most longed for. Do as we ask, let us gift you as you gift us. Come with me now. Come."
Saladin used the hands on Harry's shoulders to steer Harry around and over to the bed. Harry tried to stubbornly set his feet into the ground but couldn't stop the momentum and ended up stumbling along with Saladin. Harry wanted to protest but found words strangely stuck in his mouth. One of Saladin's fingers brushed over his mating mark and Harry felt magic shiver though his body from the touch.
Saladin did something to him.
Harry snapped a look over his shoulder at the Dragonette who had narrow eyes. Harry didn't get to look for long though because Saladin spun him around and sealed their mouths together as his hands got busy on Harry's clothes. Harry tried to slap the hands away but they just slipped beneath his hold. His clothes disappeared quickly despite Harry putting up a fight.
Once he was naked, Saladin pulled away and stared down at Harry. The stare was piercing and Harry knew the frisson of fear that spiked through him must have shown on his face because Saladin's look softened.
"My beloved Emerald, oh how I adore you. Your innocence, righteousness and chivalry is awe inspiring, however in a mateship it serves nobody any good. Trust me, as you always have before, and let me lead you. I will lead you to pleasure." Saladin grasped Harry's member and pumped firmly. Just a touch was enough to produce an arousal.
Harry still wanted to fight. He still wanted to stop all of this from happening. He tried to grasp Saladin's hand and pull it away from him. He tried to turn from Saladin's kiss. He tried to think the most unpleasant thoughts to stop his arousal. It didn't work. None of it worked.
Saladin pulled back from the kiss and Harry opened his mouth to shout at him, to curse him and to insult him. Saladin spoke before he could though.
"Beloved. Oh my beloved." Saladin murmured and dove in for another kiss.
Just like that the fight left Harry's body. He gave in.
How could he fight against the man he loved? How could he deny the man who loved him, who was trying to give him everything he promised he would give him. How could Harry stop Saladin, the only one to adore him? Saladin knew more about being a Dragonette and a Destined than Harry did and Harry would have to trust Saladin to know this was right.
Harry didn't think it was right, something inside him was screaming again, that quiet voice clamoring and whimpering quietly in his gut. Harry was learning to ignore that voice…it wasn't his true instincts. Or so Saladin said. But Saladin knew…he knew everything about Dragonettes. And Harry was his mate. Saladin would take care of him.
"Turn around my beautiful Emerald." Harry shut his eyes and did as he was asked. Saladin bent him over the bed and he had to rest his hands on the mattress to keep himself up so he didn't topple as he was bent at the waist. Saladin's lips and teeth found his mating mark and pressed on it.
"Mmph." Harry groaned, something going through the mark again and grinding down his nerves. It wasn't unpleasant, nor was it pleasant. It was just a reminder that the mark was there, that Harry was officially a mate of Saladin's mateship.
"Oh my beloved. I am going to love you and Nabih is going to create a child just for you." Harry felt fingers at his sore arse. They swirled on the sore, abused skin then pressed inside. Harry winced and tensed, opening his eyes and going to look over his shoulder but his eyes locked onto sapphire eyes.
Nabih was naked on the bed and carefully sliding her body beneath his. She had a look of concentration on her face as she slid herself into place. She spread her legs to either side of his body and Harry felt her inner thighs brush against his sides. Harry jerked, trying to stand upright and back away but Saladin pressed down on his back and that small movement caused the fingers inside him to press deeper.
"Ah." Harry gritted his teeth and shut his eyes tightly against the spasms of pain.
"Careful love. Calm. Let me love you beloved." Saladin breathed against his ear and then licked Harry's ear shell.
Harry gritted his teeth as another finger slid into him. Opening his eyes he found himself looking straight down into Nabih's eyes. She gave him a sad smile. Harry frowned at her wondering what the sadness was for.
Then Saladin entered him and the thrust forwards of Saladin's hips cause Harry's hips to jump forwards and the tip of his erection touched against something hot and wet beneath him. Saldin pulled back again and a small hand grasped Harry's erection. Harry knew with utmost clarity what was going to happen next.
"Oh Merlin…Saladin please stop. I don't want to do this…Nabih please." Saladin thrust forwards and so did Harry unwillingly. Harry screwed his eyes shut as he was plunged forwards inside Nabih. He heard Nabih's loud gasp and a choked cry. Harry pealed his eyes open and looked down at her. She had her eyes screwed shut and was biting her lip so much that Harry could see a tiny bit of blood there.
"Ahh…my mates together at last. Come my jewels. Let us create a baby." Saladin crooned but this time his voice was neither gentle, kind or honeyed. It was cold, empty and cruel.
Harry felt ice wash over him as Saladin started thrusting madly inside him, making him in turn slide in and out of Nabih's body. Harry's instincts broke free and everything that said to trust Saladin was beaten down into a bloody pulp on the floor as the wary instincts, the true instincts, reared their head. Saladin was bad, the mateship was bad and Harry had made the most tremendous mistake.
Harry felt the betrayal like a skewered edged sword to his heart. Fight bubbled inside him.
"Stop it! Stop it! Get off! I don't want this!" Harry tried to struggle, tried to yank backwards or to the side. He tried to twist any which way to disengage himself from the bodies around him.
Arms as strong as steel grasped his hips and vicious teeth gauged into his neck and shoulder. Harry yelled out, not expecting the pain. Then he tried to thump his hands back behind him and hit at Saladin.
Saladin growled and grabbed Harry's wrists, digging his fingernails into Harry's skin so they tore in and spilled his blood. Saladin then leant Harry forwards more, bearing down on Harry's back with all his strength and power. Harry was completely pinned against Nabih.
Saladin started thrusting harshly and erratically. Harry felt completely hopeless, unable to move and trapped in the situation. There was nothing he could do but be a part of his and Nabih's rape.
He gasped and felt a tear fall from his eyes. He heard an answering gasp and opened his eyes to look at a crying Nabih below him.
"Oh Merlin…" Harry choked out. "I'm so sorry."
"So am I." Nabih whispered.
Saladin carried on regardless.