Sorry about the wait! Life got crazy and I had to put it on hold for a while. Here's a longer chapter with some loving to get you through the day =)

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Severus let out a soft sigh of his own that ruffled Draco's hair when Potter asked him what they were going to do. Draco curled in tighter towards the vampire, and Potter seemed to shift forward, as if to comfort the veela, then leaned back as he thought better of it. Their emotions were all running high at being in such close proximity, and if Severus was being honest with himself, he wanted to scoop up his two submissives and drag them off to bed. But that would scare off Potter, and he found that he didn't want that.

"I suggest we start by spending time together. The three of us, these rooms, every Friday. It will give us all time to…adjust to each other, and to find out what we all want." The older man suggested. Potter nodded silently, and the vampire could feel Draco's contentment through their bond. So the idea of spending time with both of them pleased the blond – good.

"So you're actually considering bonding to me?" Potter asked finally, and Draco snorted, making Severus let out a small smile at his antics.

"Of course we are, you git. We wouldn't have let you in our rooms if we weren't. Besides, you don't understand how strong the bonding pull is for creatures. It's like missing a piece of your heart. When you finally find it, all you want is that – to be close to that person, to protect them, to make them happy. I'm sure you feel it to some degree." Draco got quieter as he spoke, until the last sentence was just a murmur. But Potter heard, and nodded, looking to the side as if embarrassed.

"What are you thinking, Potter? If we are to work towards this goal, there must be communication." Severus stated, curious as to what the expression on his face meant.

"Harry. If we're going through with this you should call me Harry. Both of you." Potter said, looking from Severus to Draco. The two creatures nodded.

"Then you may call us Severus and Draco. But you have avoided the question." Severus said, looking Harry dead in the eye before the young man bowed his head. When he spoke it was a mutter, but their enhanced hearing caught it nonetheless.

"What Draco said was right, I do feel it. I was pissed when Seamus insulted him, and wanted to ease his anger when he went off on those fourth years. I feel the need to…protect him. It's hard to fight. As well as the urge to…please you. Make you both happy. I'm not sure what is the bond and what's me and it's very confusing!" The last sentence was louder, and this time Draco did get up, sensing Harry's stress, and without hesitation kneeled at his feet to lay his head on the young man's thigh. Harry looking surprised, but his hand moved forward to touch him as if of it's own accord. He snatched it back quickly.

"Go on, he likes his hair being played with. You'll find it oddly relaxing…Harry." Severus tasted the name on his tongue and found he liked it. He also liked the sight of Draco so willingly submitting to Harry, if his blood rushing south was any indication. Harry looked hesitant, but laid his hand on Draco's head and wound his fingers through the platinum strands. Draco began purring softly, and it was as if Harry melted. He pulled the veela gently so he was positioned between his legs, almost on instinct, and let his hands roam the blonde's head, neck, and back. Draco's purring increased, and Harry leaned forward to get closer. Severus knew the affect Draco's purring had on a man. It was intoxicating, making one want to do all sorts of things to the submissive. It was like a spell.

"The bond is part of you, Harry. It has always been there. Did you not feel sexual tension when fighting with both of us over the years? Longed to impress us? To please us in some way? The bond is simply your true feelings being forced into the light." Severus said, and Harry focused on him, removing one hand so that he was simply playing with Draco's hair again. Then he spoke again, softly.

"And what of your longings? I doubt you always wanted me. Either of you." Harry started to pull away from Draco, who let out a soft whine and looked to Severus in what looked like pain. The bond thought Harry was rejecting him, and Draco probably was hurting.

"Don't pull away from him, you're hurting him. The connection is fragile, and takes things like that as rejection. It can sometimes be…painful for us." Severus said quickly, and Harry returned to touching Draco immediately. The veela sighed with happiness and leaned even closer than before.

"But we did always want you, Harry. Do you think I constantly sought your attention for nothing? I talked nonstop about you, so much that my parents and friends were sick with it. I wanted your fire to be directed at me, always at me – you cannot believe the jealousy that raged when I caught you so close to the Wease- ahem, Weasley." Harry's eyes widened at what Draco admitted, before he turned towards Severus, eyes questioning. Severus looked away before speaking gruffly.

"Do you think I would have protected you all these years if I felt nothing but hatred for you?" It was the closest Harry was getting to a confession, and a smile broke out across his face. Draco's purring was stronger than ever with Harry's happiness, and his wings fluttered out of his body to drape across the young man's legs. Harry looked at them reverently, and let a hand softly touch them. He pulled back when Draco let out a quiet moan. Severus chuckled.

"His wings are very sensitive. It is like you are stroking his cock. If he didn't want it, he wouldn't have brought them out. You can continue if you please." Severus stated, trying to hide the affect the sight of them and sound of Draco's moan had on him. Harry looked at him wide-eyed, before looking back at Draco's wings. They were gorgeous, and the need to touch them was almost unbearable.

Draco let out another soft moan when Harry's hand brushed the feathers again, and Harry was not unaffected. Severus could see the bulge in his trousers from the couch. His touch was light at first, then more confident as he stroked the soft down of Draco's feathers. Draco thrust forward as he groaned, accidentally pressing against Harry's leg. The human let out a quiet moan of his own and the feel, and Severus new it had gone far enough. Any more and Potter might regret things in the morning, because Severus wouldn't be able to control himself much longer.

"Draco, come!" Severus demanded, and the veela instantly obeyed. He curled up at Severus' feet and laid his head on the inside of the vampire's thigh, dangerously close to his crotch. Severus gave him a warning look before turning his gaze back to an upset looking Harry. As Harry opened his mouth, Severus interrupted.

"Next Friday, these rooms, 6 pm sharp." He stated. Harry let out a slight grumble.

"Why-"

"Because you are not ready. We are all running high on emotion tonight, and I do not want anyone waking up and regretting anything. No matter how much we all want it. Now go. We will see you soon." Severus commanded, and Harry stood to obey without question. Severus was truly the Dominant in their relationship, no matter if they were bonded yet or not. The black haired young man stepped forward quickly to run his hand through Draco's hair again before leaning forward and brushing his hand along Severus' jaw. He had already pulled away when Severus went to lean in.

"Friday, then." Harry stated, looking over his shoulder one last time before vanishing out the door.

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