Authors note, I liked the way this story is going; it may seem a little unlikely that Harry would accept all this so soon and quick, but personally I like him this way. Wouldn't you? If I found out I had a mate, and I was going to be spending the rest of my life with them I'd want to get to know them, including kissing them in welcome? Well, it's my story and I like him this way. Will switch between 1st and 3rd person.

Disclaimer - HP & Anita Blake characters do not belong to me they belong to their respective authors.

Warning contains Slash, M/M/M pairing, also non-monogamous relationships, Soul mates, Parent bonds, also graphic violence too.

Chapter 8

We both woke up simultaneously, limbs tangled around each other, I would have found this entirely embarrassing, had I not have known we were anything other than friends, but as it was I just turned to face Jason.

He seemed to be contemplating moving or just lying where he was; he looked down at his watch, 18:58pm popped up when he pressed the button on the side.

"They should be awake any time now; we should shower and get dressed." Jason said untangling himself from me and the sheets covering us.

Lying in the bed alone, the cold seemed to make its way around me; shivering I lay there staring at the ceiling, wondering how in the hell all of this happened so quickly, in the matter of weeks I'd found not one but two mates. Two mates who were powerful vampires, no less.

Why couldn't I have just came here settled down gotten a job and made friends with normal muggles. I guess fate was determined for my life to get complicated even further than it already was.

Voices echoed down the hall towards where I lay, the voices became nearer, and the sound of soft footfalls could be heard approaching the bedroom.

A smell hit my nose, a nice smell; one I couldn't remember ever smelling before.

A homely smells; like that of a loved one. Which was weird because I don't have a family, well unless you'd like to call the Dursley's family, which I didn't?

Standing up I walked towards the smell, determined to find who it belonged too.

Stepping out the room, four people were walking towards me, my two mates, Asher and Jean-Claude, Anita and a face he had yet to find the name of, a handsome face as well, his mahogany locks surrounded his face like a mane, and he was about the same height as Anita as well.

Smiling slightly at the looks on each of their faces Asher looked towards me, his eyes softening as soon as they reached mine.

He quickened his pace and he kissed me with eagerness, I kissed back simply because my body told me to do so, I gasped into his mouth, I wasn't used to such public displays of affection, Jean-Claude leaned down and placed a peck to my lips.

"Mon ami, we have bought you to meet Mon chat, he is Anita's were leopard as well as her companion, we thought you should meet as you both are the same age, and we thought you could do with some more friends." Jean Claude explained, as he lead us all out of the hall and back towards his office/rooms.

I smiled welcomingly at him, his long reddish hair cascading down his lithe body, he looked nervous, "Hi, I'm Nathaniel; it's nice to meet you,"

"I'm Harry, it's nice to meet you officially too, and I met you at Jean-Claude's club 'Guilty Pleasures'." I explained as I felt an urge to touch the long hair and run my fingers through it.

Coughing from my weird thoughts I smiled at Jean-Claude and Asher, "Hi Anita, is there anything I can do for you today?" she looked a bit uncomfortable with the three of our welcomes, I guess she still wasn't used to sharing her lovers with anyone.

She seemed to come out of her day dream state, "Yes, I'm fine." she huffed. "Well I had best be going, got some people to raise." she looked at Nathaniel, "If you need me, you've got my number," she leaned in and kissed him possessively on the lips. It looked like she was doing it for my sake, to let me know he was hers.

I chuckled to myself, "See you then Anita." I said as I took Asher's hand into my own, we were going to Jean-Claude's office. Nathaniel followed like a lost puppy as Anita rushed off to go to work.

"I was wondering if you would like to join me and Nathaniel to Danse Macabre, I was thinking of making a night of it." I said as Jason sat down in front of Jean-Claude and presented his throat for him to feed.

Asher looked tight lipped, "You wish to go clubbing with Mon chat? Do you wish for us to come or would you rather just go with him alone, I will come, but only if that is what you wish."

I smiled, "I want you to come, perhaps you could show me some dance moves," I said winking at him, I grabbed his hand into my own, "Perhaps you should feed before we go though," I looked to Jean-Claude, "You don't mind do you?"

Jean-Claude smiled at us both, "I do not mind, mon chardonneret

Enjoy yourself you deserve It." he said as he kissed Asher on the lips.

"Alas, I wish I could accompany you both but I have a lot of work to do."

I went over and kissed him before he fed on Jason, I didn't feel like tasting his blood in my mouth, "I've got to go back to my house to wash and change but I'll be back in an hour." I said as I walked over to the empty space of his office.

A little over an hour passed and Harry was back in Jean-Claude's office, no one else was in there, just he and Jean-Claude.
Harry strode up to the desk, "Do I like nice," Harry asked him, his blue eyes roamed hungrily over his body.
"Delicious," Jean-Claude replied rising from his chair, he reached over and pressed his lips hungrily to Harry's own.

Harry was wearing black jeans and a deep red shirt, Jean-Claude slipped his hand up Harry's shirt feeling his toned abs, Harry squirmed under his touch and looks; he felt extremely embarrassed because he was growing hard under the attention.

Jean-Claude undone a few buttons and looked pleased with the result, "my love you look amazing," he said laughing at Harry's reddened cheeks.

Harry looked down at the floor embarrassed, "Thanks," he muttered.

Asher walked into the room seconds later, followed by Nathaniel and Jason, the three of them looked hot. Asher especially looked amazing; he had an emerald shirt on, and leather trousers.

"Wow, you look really amazing," Harry said as he walked forwards and pressed his lips to Asher's.

Jason made a noise, "And what about us, do we get anything for looking hot?"

Harry laughed, "Nope sorry, you may look hot but only Asher gets a kiss," he said winking at Jason.

"You look magnificent Mon ami, I am a lucky man to have you on my arm tonight," Asher said as he took Harry's hand in his own and kissed it gently.

"Thank you, and I am just as lucky to have you," he said smiling, "Well we had better head off, who's driving us there?" he asked looking to Jason.

Jean-Claude spoke up, "I'll have one of my drivers take you," he picked up the phone and rang out, "If you head up now, David will be there to take you to the club,"

Everyone started walking out the room, "Do I not get a goodbye kiss my loves," he exclaimed pouting sexily.

"Of course," Harry walked over and kissed him gently on the lips, Asher also walked over and kissed him too.

"Hmm, I could get used to this," he exclaimed laughing gently. "Well, get going and have fun,"

"We will, have fun doing work," Harry said smiling, "See you when we're back, I'll try not get too drunk" he said winking.

Asher and Harry left Jean-Claude's rooms, they caught up with Jason and Nathaniel quickly enough, they were about to get into the big black jeep when they arrived up top.

The drive to Danse Macabre didn't take long, they were going to have fun tonight, that was guaranteed.

Authors Note - Next Chapter is them all at the club ;) Its going to be hot!