Disclaimer: I do not own the series of Harry Potter, written by the wonderful J.K. Rowling. If I did, then it would certainly be a slash series.
Warnings: SEX!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! And Syriana is a bad girl. (grins)
Destiny Awaits:
Chapter Eleven: Passion Overflow, Hot Steamy Sex, and Silly Celestials.
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Last Time:
"You are all dismissed," he hissed, staring lustily at the smaller man in his arms, and the one watching attentively beside him. They hesitated only a moment, then vanished, the three other Arcani smirking at the three men knowingly. He barely waited, turning slightly and holding one of his arms to Adrian. The other kept Harry tightly pinned to him, allowing him to feel Harry's arousal against his lower abdomen. Adrian slipped beside him, pressing tightly against him, his own arousal apparent from watching the two of them. Voldemort held the two close, Apparating into his bedroom. He had business to attend to.
----- WARNING!!!! SLASH LEMON STARTS NOW!!!!!!
Harry opened his eyes the moment they reappeared, tugging the delicious Dark Lord down for another kiss. He acquiesced to his silent demand, wanting another taste of his young mate. He felt Adrian detach himself from his side, sliding his arms around his waist instead. A few lingering touches later, his robes were open again. As Adrian undid his robes' buttons, Voldemort had lowered Harry to his bed, kissing him deeply, yet also preventing him from squirming and arching against him. Slowly, Adrian pulled the long robes from the toned body settled on the small Gryffindor. Slightly tanned skin covered tight muscles on a thin wiry frame. Putting the robes on the chair in front of the desk, he returned to the two wizards on the bed. Tugging off both their shoes and socks while they were occupied, he silently stripped himself of everything except his leather pants, though they were unbuttoned and unzipped, showing the trail of dark hair leading downward.
Slipping behind Voldemort, he pressed a kiss between the broader shoulder blades, leading a trail downward. Pressing a delicate kiss to his tailbone, he paused to watch him strip Harry's robes and shirt off, revealing a thin lean chest tanned darker than the one above his.
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Harry sighed, mewled, gasped, and hissed, as Voldemort touched, stroked, caressed, and kissed all the right spots. He desperately tried to arch into the wonderful body above him, yet found himself barely able to wiggle, let alone lift himself. He knew that Adrian was teasing him, revealing the strong body above him, yet not helping him explore it. His breath hitched, when Voldemort pulled off his shirt, a bit roughly but then again, it was one of Dudley's old shirts.
He bared his throat as he managed to arch slightly, when the Dark Lord found his nipples to play with. Straining against Voldemort's hands, which were pinning his wrists beside his shoulders; he desperately wanted to taste his skin, tease him, but mostly to find the friction he needed against his erection, which was also starting to feel the pressure from his pants. He seemed to get his wish, when the Dark Lord released his wrists for a moment; however, before he could bring them up to wrap around his lover's neck, they were caught and pinned above his head with one firm hand.
"Yo-you, ba-stard!" he gasped, straining when the free hand slid down his stomach to cup his erection through his pants. His legs opened, as a soft whimper slipped from his throat. Voldemort chuckled deeply; pressing a kiss to his collarbone, then pressed his middle finger down, searching. Harry's squeak enlightened him on where his entrance was.
"My parents were married, so technically," Voldemort chuckled deeply again, murmuring into his ear. His finger prodded the entrance, even through the two layers of clothing that was in the way.
"I d-don't, c-care!" Harry thrust his hips up, straining against him. Voldemort smirked, staring at the red swollen lips before him. He captured them with his own, preventing any more words to spill forth, only wanting to hear gasps and moans, from the man below him. He felt Adrian kiss his tailbone, before hands slipped under his hips to tug on Harry's pants. He shifted slightly, giving him access to strip the Gryffindor. Harry nearly cried out in relief, when his erection was freed. He barely noticed that the other two were naked as well, until his erection was pressed alongside another, both trapped between his and Voldemort's hard, sweaty bodies.
He managed to look up at Adrian, over Voldemort's shoulder. Adrian gave him a reassuring smile, leaning down to make his knees bend, and allow delicious friction between Voldemort's and his bodies, as the Dark Lord thrust slowly against him. His hands were free suddenly, the Dark Lord using his arms to lift slightly off him. His thin arms wrapped around his strong neck, pressing them back together, Harry forcing him into a bruising kiss. Voldemort's arms snaked around his back, lifting him up as he sat up. Harry's knees gripped his hips, preventing him from moving any more. They kissed desperately, pausing to pull away briefly before returning.
Adrian slipped behind Harry, kissing the nape of his neck and his shoulders. He wrapped one arm around Harry's waist, his hand wrapping around the base of the Gryffindor's erection. Harry nearly leaped out of the Dark Lord's arms, when he felt a hand grab his cock. A slight lurch from the Dark Lord indicated his cock was also grabbed. Both hissed and gasped softly, when the hands gently stroked them. If Harry wasn't fully erect before, he was now! Voldemort slid his face into Harry's shoulder, trembling as Adrian stroked him perfectly. If he continued like that, he would orgasm before any penetration occurred! Adrian chuckled softly, kissing Voldemort's hair and then Harry's, before he stopped. Harry yelped softly, when a finger stroked his entrance, dipping in, before being pulled out again. He was ready for when it reentered, yet still yipped from the cold lubricant.
Voldemort watched, smirking, as Adrian prepared Harry for penetration. Locking eyes with dark violet, he was only momentarily surprised when his pupils split, like a cat's. Before he could react, Adrian leaned forward and kissed him slowly, but passionately. Whereas the emotions between Harry and Voldemort were furious, passionate, even border-line violent; Adrian slowed them down, forced their furiously hurried pace to become slow and true love-making.
The Dark Lord blinked, knowing how Adrian wanted their first time to be, through the simple kiss. Untangling Harry from him, he pressed the Gryffindor's chest and shoulders down to the bed, leaving his hips and ass in the air. Before he could protest, blushing adorably, Voldemort leaned down and pressed a kiss against his sac, his nose brushing his lubricated and stretched entrance. Harry quieted, watching patiently over his shoulder. Adrian adjusted his legs, so he'd be more comfortable, then guided his cock into him. Harry hissed and arched, but didn't move, thanks to Voldemort's hand between his shoulder blades. Adrian paused; slipping in a little further, then paused again, allowing him to adjust slowly. Gingerly, as Voldemort kissed along Harry's spine and effectively distracting him, Adrian slid completely in. Leaning forward, he pressed loving kisses along Harry's back and his neck, waiting patiently for his small mate to indicate he was ready.
When Harry pushed back into him, Adrian pulled out, then slid back in, angling his thrust. Pulling out again, he continually readjusted his thrusts until he felt Harry's muscles clench, and a soft, startled, moan came from him. Thrusting slowly faster, Harry's breathing started to get faster and faster, his cock twitching as he neared his orgasm. However, Adrian stopped just before it reached him. A soft protest came from Harry, but he paused, seeing Voldemort was kissing Adrian deeply. One of the Dark Lord's hands leaned down, stroking Adrian's stomach, while the other explored Adrian's behind. He suddenly forced Adrian to lean forward, a bottle of lube in one hand. Adrian panted softly against Harry's back, feeling long fingers sliding deep inside him and stretching him.
Wrapping one arm around Harry, he felt the Gryffindor becoming impatient, and rubbed his sac gently, stroking him to keep him aroused. He paused though, when another finger was added, the lube warming slowly inside him. One finger brushed against his bundle of nerves, making him jerk and thrust into Harry. Both of them moaned softly, the pleasure starting to rise. Suddenly, he felt the loss of those wonderful fingers, and the tip of something thicker and longer press against him. Forcing his muscles to relax, he hissed through his teeth as the Dark Lord's head slid through the ring of muscle. Gasping softly, he pressed an open-mouthed kiss to Harry's shoulder, trying to distract himself from the slight burning. Voldemort paused, allowing Adrian to adjust momentarily, then slid completely in. He knew Adrian could stand far worse pain, so he didn't worry too much. He was careful though, not to tear his mate's muscles. Once both of them were ready, he slid out, then moved sharply back in. Both of his younger mates groaned, ready at last.
Smirking, he quickly set a fast pace, the pleasure starting to turn into painful pressure. They needed release, immediately! Harry thrust back into Adrian's hips, while the Dark Lord thrust sharply into him. Adrian panted heavily, leaning forward slightly and holding onto Harry's hips, his mates not sensing it. He could feel their bond become stronger, thicker, unbreakable. The two powerful wizards had no idea what their magic was doing to him: their magic hummed and gathered within him. His eyes opened, and he saw their auras combining, Harry glowing a dark blue, Voldemort glowing a dark green, and his own dark violet. He watched, his eyes glazed, as the three combined, sealing together with gold strands. Before he could do anything else, the gold rippled, turning silver, then bronze, before transforming into shimmering platinum, showing their bonds were unbreakable. Adrian gasped, nothing would tear them apart, not even death. If one should die, unlike other bonds, they would be brought back, unable to be separated from the other two. The Arcanus stayed quiet, not wanting to disrupt their lovemaking with telling his mates that they were now Immortals, just as he was.
In no time at all, their orgasms came crashing down. Harry screamed softly, his muscles tightening around Adrian made the Arcanus gasp, his vision going white as his own orgasm was ripped from him. He shied slightly away, his orgasm not yet finished, yet Voldemort's thrusts were forcing the pleasure into pain. Voldemort, feeling him move away, grabbed his shoulders and pulled him back, consequently pulling him out of Harry, who collapsed onto his side, panting wonderfully. Adrian squirmed, crying out, as Voldemort's thrusts became more brutal, faster. Finally, he hissed as the Dark Lord stiffened, biting down on the thin shoulder to muffle his cry of pleasure. Slumping forward, Adrian panted softly. The Dark Lord above him was trembling, trying not to fall onto the smaller body. Slipping out from him, all three curled up and fell asleep faster than someone could say "Damn," as such, they didn't hear Nagini hiss said word and she slithered out of the room.
----- END SLASH LEMON!!!!!!
Basically, if you skipped the lemon, they had sex, Adrian noticed that their bond became so impossible to break thanks to Harry and Voldie's magic, that not even death would separate them, meaning, if one died, the other two would pull him back to life.
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Adrian and Harry lay on Voldemort's large bed, kissing gently and lovingly. Unfortunately, they couldn't continue since they had to leave soon to pack their things. September first was tomorrow, though they wanted desperately to have the entire summer to become more acquainted with their mates.
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Harry chatted cheerfully with Hermione and Ginny, while Adrian yawned softly, trudging after them sleepily. They were walking towards the platform, Ron and the others already ahead of them. Hermione and Ginny were giggling as they asked all sorts of questions about his and Adrian's relationship. Dark emerald green eyes glanced back at the sleepy violet-eyed Snape, softening with love as the Arcanus rubbed his eyes childishly, trying to force himself to get up. The Arcani students had stayed up most of the night, discussing their plans for the next year, and since Harry and Voldemort had kept him rather active the past two days, Adrian was feeling the strain. He was determined, that as soon as he and Harry sat down, he was going to put his head down in his lap and take a nice long nap.
The brunette Gryffindor smiled dreamily, thinking about his mates, which made his two sisterly best friends giggle and turn slightly pink. Several times they had to nudge him before he crashed his cart, so he reluctantly pulled himself out of his memories and daydreams to steer onto the correct platform. They tugged their trunks onto the train, wished Molly goodbye, and found an empty compartment. Harry smiled brightly, practically beaming, when Adrian forced him to sit and then proceeded to use his lap as a pillow. Ron gaped at the scene, while the two girls smiled secretively. Neville and Luna popped in before Ron could start asking what was going on between the two boys. Nev had grinned brightly at seeing Harry so happy, while Luna gave Adrian a strange dreamy half-grin. Not that he saw it, already contently asleep was he. Nev squeezed next to Ron, pulling out a game of wizard's chess, while Luna sat elegantly on the seat beside Adrian's feet. Though he was curled up, he still took up enough room that only two people could sit with him, and one of them was Harry.
The ride was uneventful and unusually quiet, since they didn't want to wake Adrian up. Harry contented himself with stroking Adrian's hair while talking, quite seriously, with Luna about Australian Scafhorns. Hermione would sometimes snort, where she was reading a book with Ginny, making it obvious she was listening to them as well.
"Snorfhorns aren't real, are they?" she finally asked, annoyed. Luna nodded quite energetically.
"Of course, they're related to the Crumple-Horned Snorkacks." She said, as-a-matter-of-factly. Just as Hermione was about to protest, Adrian groaned into Harry's thigh and tilted his head.
"They're real Hermy," he said sleepily, "we've got a couple running around, the island," he slumped back and was out like a light once again. The compartment was silent as all those who weren't Luna or asleep, processed what he'd just said.
"Bloody hell," Ron muttered. "Adrian's gone mental, too," Harry blinked several times, then began petting Adrian's head, wondering whether he'd said that to silence Hermione or because it was real.
-Try both,- Adrian's voice rang through his head, still very sleepy. Harry giggled softly, Adrian could speak to both his mates with this telepathic bond, but Harry and Voldemort could speak together through their own bond, the one that Voldie usually used to send visions.
Both what? said Dark Lord asked.
Whether Adrian said something to shut Hermione up or whether Crumple-Horned Snorkacks and Snorfhorns were real. Harry answered, mentally giggling when he felt the expected confusion.
What?!? Voldie was very confused.
I love you Voldie, Harry chirped.
Grr, don't call me that,
But it's cute.
No it isn't, I'm the Dark Lord, you should show me some respect, brat.
Would you rather I called you Tom?
Silence…
Voldie's fine, but ONLY with telepathy! Voldemort acquiesced.
-What about me?-
What about you?
-Don't I get to give you a nickname?-
No.
-Aww, but that's not fair,-
I don't care, I'm not fair.
-Fine then,-
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What does that mean?
-That means that you aren't getting laid any time soon,-
What!!! But that's not…(crickets chirp) okay I see your point. What nickname do you want to give me? Resignation.
-I don't know yet,- Chirpy and happy.
After all that, you don't know what to call me?
-Well,-
Well, what?
-I don't want to say in front of innocent Harry,-
Oh? Interest.
What are you talking about? Harry practically hummed with confusion.
I want to hear what you want to call me, Voldemort's stubborn, you gotta give him that.
-I wanna call you The-Lord-With-The-Largest-Dick-I've-Ever-Seen.-
Silence…
In the compartment, Harry choked and started giggling like crazy, his hands covering his mouth to not let it out. His friends looked at him a bit worriedly, until Hermione and Ginny saw the smirk on Adrian's lips. They looked at each other and assumed Adrian had tickled him or something.
After Harry calmed down, and the awkwardness that revealing you were insane had passed, the group returned to their previous activities. Adrian really did fall asleep this time though, after saying good night to his "kitten" (Harry) and his "Lord-With-The-Largest-Dick-He'd-Ever-Seen." Luckily for Harry, he managed to stifle his chuckle that time. They let Adrian sleep until twenty minutes before they arrived, after which, Harry was the one told to wake him up. The others watched as Harry tried to wake him gently, but instead of opening his eyes, he'd snuggle more into Harry's lap. Finally, with five minutes left to get dressed, Harry just shoved him off, sending him to the floor. Adrian yelped, shot up, and collided heads with Harry, who had leaned down to check on him. Both boys were sent reeling, clutching their heads and moaning in pain. The others found this very funny, but, sadly, not the two who were involved. After some Headache Potions, grumbling, a few curse words, a couple of death threats, and some opening and closing of trunks, Harry and Adrian were dressed.
Harry wore dark blue jeans, his worn and much-loved sneakers, a dark red t-shirt, and his black robes, which had his badge, and the hems a dark red, indicating he was a Gryffindor. (I HATE UNIFORMS!! THEY SUCK!!) Adrian wore plain black robes, a black baggy t-shirt, and baggy dark blue jeans, also wearing sneakers. His Arcanus Mark was clearly visible, since he pulled most of his bangs back with bobby pins; he wanted to see the students' looks when they saw he had a tattoo. When the others had left the compartment, Ginny and Hermione keeping lookout, Adrian stole a gentle but passionate kiss from his mate. Harry blinked dreamily, unable to stop smiling, while Adrian dragged him out by one hand. Hermione and Ginny cooed at the couple, grinning brightly with delight. They barely managed to catch the carriage their other friends were in, Adrian helping them climb into the moving carriage before easily jumping in, his training revealing itself.
They chatted happily, even Adrian had a rather interesting conversation with Luna, and continued their conversations once the carriages had arrived. Most of the school had already gathered in the Great Hall when the group walked in. Most of the school merely glanced over, before returning to their own conversations, that is until…
"Luna! You cannot interbreed a Corgon with a Whiztler, their anatomies are completely different!" Adrian spoke, maybe a wee bit too loudly, exasperated. Heads swiveled to watch the two argue in the center of the Great Hall.
"Yes you can! If you put them together at the right moment, they'll breed and birth little Yatzui," she argued back.
"No, they won't," he tugged on his hair slightly in agitation.
"Yes, they will!"
"No!"
"Yes!"
"No!"
"Yes!"
"No!"
"Yes!"
"No!"
"Yes!"
"No!"
"Yes!"
"Yes!"
"No! Adrian!" his smirked while she glared, before her eyes widened. "I meant no, no wait, I meant yes, no oh Bloody Hell! You confused me!" she tugged at her blonde hair, trying to remember. Adrian grinned while she struggled to reply back, the school watching in disbelief, Luna didn't have her normal dreamy-look on. Before Adrian could continue, however, a blur of silver slammed into him.
"ACK!" THUD! Adrian stared up at the ceiling, wondering why he had yet to develop a defense against his own Celestial. Syriana pulled him upright and squeezed him tightly, crying out with happiness.
"ADRIAN! OH I'M SOOOOO GLAD TO SEE YOU AGAIN! I'VE MISSED YOU SOOOO MUCH!" she screeched at the top of her lungs, making certain everyone was watching. Adrian turned bright red at the attention, but he noticed that his soon-to-be-dead friends were watching Dumbledore's reaction. The Headmaster, his eyes twinkling slightly, was still frowning at her childish antics, especially since they'd seen him before he left to catch the train.
"Ms. Syriana, please release Adrian so that he may be Sorted." He spoke gravely. To everyone's surprise, she merely glared at him and then stuck her tongue out at him. Most of the students gaped disbelievingly at the silver-haired woman, the Slytherins snickered softly, and Harry desperately tried to keep a straight face. Hermione and Ginny were covering their mouths, as though horrified, but their eyes danced with amusement. Before Dumbledore could scold her, Tama stood.
"Sy-chan," his voice held a slight chiding tone, but his lips formed a faint smirk. She pouted but let him down, patted his head, and straightened his robes out, ignoring the students, who twittered and giggled at her motherly actions.
"Ms. Syriana, please return to your seat," Dumbledore ordered, not amused. She raised her eyebrow at him, then wrapped an arm around Adrian's shoulders.
"I don't want to sit up there," she said simply, looking at her manicured nails.
"Syriana," Dumbledore started.
"I want to sit with Adrian!" she spoke, raising her voice to overlap his.
"You are a teacher and as such-"
"Or Harry if I must suffer!" she grimaced, but winked conspiringly at them.
"You must sit at the Head Table," Dumbledore stopped, realizing he couldn't be heard. Adrian poked her in the side, making her release him, then walked Luna to the Ravenclaw Table and rejoined her, not knowing where to sit. McGonagall helped him out with that, beckoning him to approach the Sorting Hat. He did so, looking at it with amusement. However, instead of sitting down and putting it on his head, he lifted it up and began poking it.
"Hey! Stop that!" the Hat protested, squirming away from his finger.
"It's animated?" Adrian muttered, pulling out his wand. He poked it with his wand once, a spark shooting out. The Hat shuddered, then turned violent purple with pink spots. "Syriana!" Adrian looked at the innocently-twiddling-her-thumbs-Celestial.
"What? I didn't do nothing," she protested, trying hard not to laugh. The Hogwarts students weren't so controlled. Adrian rolled his eyes and tapped the Hat, returning it to its previous dark tattered appearance. That done, he put it on his head, but remained standing. The Hall watched quietly, a few still snickering, before the Hat huffed.
"I can't Sort him unless he drops his shields," the Hat complained. Severus smirked, barely containing his laughter. The Hat muttered some obscenities, which made several first-years blush; before quieting, meaning Adrian had let him in. It was quiet for a few moments, before the Hat twitched, opened it's mouth, and shouted:
"…"
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Muahaha! I'm evil! What House will he be in? I wonder? (grins evilly). Sorry about not updating. Especially since this chapter's been done for several days now. Hehehe, um, yeah, my bad. But the past two weeks have been hell for me, interviews, college, assignments, and essays, which I have one due tomorrow, too, oops. I don't do stress! At least, not well.
Halloween! I love Halloween! My favorite holiday! Better than Christmas and birthdays! In my opinion at least. I love autumn, my favorite time of the year. And I'm just going on and on.
Preview:
Harry watched Adrian talk quietly to Draco, amused at the fact that the Malfoy heir's cheeks were tinged pink. Of course, the last time we saw each other, we were snogging his master, Harry giggled softly at the blonde's embarrassment. His emerald green eyes watched his mate settle in, narrowing when several of the Slytherins flirted with the young Snape. Jealousy rose in his chest, burning his throat as he watched. Soothing words from both his mates made him relax, though he memorized each of the faces and names of those who dared flirt with his mate. He ended up having to visibly calm himself, feeling his hair start to bristle, and the urge to release his wings. Luckily, Ginny and Hermione came to the rescue. Upon sensing his fury, they engaged him in a conversation to distract him, if only just enough so he wouldn't shatter every piece of glass in the Hall.
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Reviews:
Usaka: Don't die! –shakes Usaka- I'm a bad author! I kill my reviewers with laughter. –pouts- I hope I don't get sued for this, because I have about five bucks total. I love wings too! They're so wonderful, though they can be slightly awkward to work with. The connection is going to be quite fun, for Harry. He can tease his mates all throughout it and they can't do a damn thing! Muahaha, I'm evil.
Um, the sub/dom bit, well, there isn't really, though Tom isn't going to bottom often, maybe there'll be hints of it, but I can't really say, -grins- I can't tell everyone what's going to happen right? But I understand where you're going, I've read lots of stories like that too, though I've read some that they aren't really dom/sub relationships.
You're so nice, -hugs you- Thanks for your support. And I'll say it again: COLLEGE SUCKS!
Aamaya: I'm glad the chapters match up, the reviewing chapter nearly killed me, I hate rewriting chapters I've written, but then realized that Harry's summer needed to be told, however briefly. I know Harry's training is different, I love being different! But yeah, they couldn't do much of actual training since Dum Dum wouldn't let Harry practice magic, so they started with just putting the basics straight into his head. Now that they're at Hogwarts though, the REAL training begins. And you guys will see how important it really is.
Dark-lil-devil: Everyone seems to like that part, I'm so happy. I'm glad I made your day, I like to do that to people, I'm weird and I like it, so no problem. You feel special, great! We should all feel special, you're awesome too, and I think I did bow to you too, or was that another reviewer? Hmn, I'll have to recheck that.
star7166: Nice, sweet review, I like it! Though I didn't update as soon as I should've, so sorry, you can beat me over the head with a pillow.
Loverofbothsexes5102: An interesting story indeed? –strokes nonexistent beard- Veeeery inteeeresting. Thanks!
Branwen777: Yes! I made my repetitive reviewers happy! I'm happy now, and I feel special, and yeah, better stop now. I did think the way he looked was awesome in the movie, but I would never pair him up with someone looking like that, even if they are supposed to love the inside not the out.
I love you guys so much, thanks!
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