disclaimer: I do not own harry potter

warning: none for this chapter

Finally caught up! I hope you have all been enjoying this story as much as I have been writing it. I know this is an unusual pairing and its not even my OTP, but I find it so adorable and interesting and I don't think I've ever seen a pairing like this which makes it all the more fun. I already have ideas and notes started for the next chapter of this, so hopefully once I add the new chapter of My Little Jewel, I'll be able to quickly update this story. Now, onward!

#########################################

Harry landed unsteadily and dropped to his knees as his head spun from the trip. He felt a hand stroke through his hair and it helped to distract him from the waves of nausea. He had apparated before, even going to the clearing yesterday with Remus was far, but when they landed Harry felt a surge of magic pulse through his body. It had been so sudden that he wasn't even sure what happened. When Harry felt he could move without getting sick, he sat back on his heels. As he was sitting up, he felt a body step in behind him allowing Harry to use the person's legs as a support. Opening his eyes, Harry gasped at the sight that met him.

They were standing within an entrance hall that held tapestries of grand stories and battle. Suits of armor lined the walls and a lush red runner reached towards a grand staircase that broke off into two directions. On the wall at the stair division, was a mounted painting that held to older people, who were staring at them with shock upon their painted faces. When Harry focused his eyes on the painting, he noticed the man looked much like his own father, but for a few differences. That was when it clicked that he was in Potter Manor, his family's home.

"Are you..?" Harry started before being interrupted by multiple pops and the sound of trunks landing on the stone flooring. He looked around and saw a small army of house-elves to his left and on the other side of the hall stood Dobby with all of their belongings.

"Are you James' son? My grandson?" Harry snapped his attention back to the painting when the man spoke, who apparently was his grandfather. Harry stood and walked closer to the painting, ignoring the murmurs of Sirius and his mates speaking with the elves. His attention was solely about getting closer to the painting, so close he had to crane his head back all the way to see the whole painting.

"Hello, I'm Harry. And yes, I am James' son," Harry said, looking at the painting in awe. His breath hitched when his grandfather looked down at him with pride and the woman that had been sitting, stood up and grasped the man's hand.

"Hello dear, I am your grandmother," the woman announced. If it were possible, Harry could have sworn the woman was on the verge of tears.

"Welcome to Potter Manor. Welcome home, Grandson." Harry smiled, eyes stinging. He never had a proper home and here was a man he had never met, regardless being a painting, welcoming him home. He could finally feel a connection to the pictures of his parents now that he was in his ancestral home.

"Who have you brought with you dear?" his grandmother asked. Harry turned around and finally noticed Sirius, Severus, and Remus walking up to him. He smiled as he thought of the reason why they were with him. His godfather, his mates, with him as he met his grandparents for the first time. He had already accepted that Severus and Remus were his mates, but it was this moment he realized it was more.

"My family," Harry replied proudly. He turned back to the painting as he felt Sirius place a hand on his shoulder, Remus grasped his hand, and out of the corner of his eye he saw Remus wrap an arm around Severus' waist.

"Yes you do look like a family." Harry's grandmother looked at each of them, giving each a calculating look. Harry became nervous when her gaze fell onto his clasped hand in Remus' and the arm around Severus. "Hello boys."

"Missus Potter, its lovely to see you again," Remus tried placating the late Lady Potter. Under her gaze, he tried to discreetly remove himself from Harry and Severus, both of which sent him curious looks.

"Yes, Mum, great to see you again!" Sirius said loudly, bringing the attention away from Remus before they gave the news of why Remus was holding onto Harry, their one and only grandson. "And Dad, nice to see you again."

"Mum? Dad?" Harry asked, head swiveling between Sirius and the painting.

"That's what I started calling them after I moved in. Treated me more like a son than my own parents," Sirius murmured, a dark look passing over his face.

"Sirius is that you? Charlus asked, joy taking over his features. "My goodness you've gotten older, you probably look as old as I do in this painting." Harry's grandfather chuckled before tuned to the other man who visited his son often growing up. "And Remus, you're here too! I haven't seen you in ages."

"Hello to you as well, Mister Potter," Remus said softly as he averted his gaze to the floor, well aware of the look Madame Potter was giving him. As difficult as it was, Remus stepped back from his mates, trying to ignore the hurt looks from Harry and Severus.

"And you were worried about me," Severus mumbled under his breath towards Harry. How could Remus agree with Harry about going places together as mates when the werewolf balked and retreated away from a painting.

"Oh hush Severus," Harry said, swatting at Severus. He had a theory as to why Remus would act this way. Even though Sirius was okay with him being mates with Remus and Severus, Harry knew without a doubt that Sirius would protect him from them, because that's what families did. So here he was, finally meeting his grandparents and he had two mates. Severus wasn't outwardly nervous because he had ever met the previous Lord and Lady Potter. But Remus had. He had grown up knowing these two and now he had to say he was going to mate with their only grandson. Harry turned to Remus and had to mentally imagine the strong dominant wolf that had given him a tooth, to avoid forever seeing this unnatural image of a submissive Remus. "Remus? I'm sure its going to be fine. They're only paintings."

"Harry, why don't you introduce Severus," Sirius suggested. Saying his grandparents were only paintings and therefore couldn't possibly do any harm was a bad idea.

"Severus? You mean the young Slytherin you four used to torment?" Dorea's gaze softened as she looked towards said man.

"The one and same," Severus replied, smirking as Harry's grandmother glared down at Sirius.

"Explain yourself, young man."

"Well, obviously we didn't know he would be Remus's mate! However, we did stop once we did find out! That counts for something right?" Sirius tried to reason with Dorea.

"You are extremely luck I am just a painting, Sirius Orion Black," Dorea said with slight venom to her voice. But as quickly as the glare graced the painted face, turned into one of welcoming as she looked back to Severus. "Welcome to Potter Manor, Severus. I wish to apologize for my sons' behavior."

"Thank you, Madame Potter," Severus nodded his head towards her. It was an odd feeling to be accepted so readily by the Potters. He just wondered how long it would last until they found out his role with Harry. He looked over at his young mate, who was still looking towards Remus. Sensing the gaze, Harry turned and gave him an exasperated look. Severus just shrugged his shoulders in defeat and turned back to the painting.

"Grandson," Charlus called. Harry turned away from Remus to face his grandparents. He saw the searching gaze between him and his mates. "What is the relationship between the three of you?"

"Remus, do you want to answer that?" Harry stepped to the side, by Severus, their shoulders brushing. They watched as Remus paled and shuffled his feet, before looking up to the painting.

"Harry and Severus are both my mates." Remus had hoped to sound calm and proud to be announcing his mates, but his voice came out quiet and shaky.

"Oh my," Charlus whispered at the news. Warily, he looked over at his wife and shrunk back. He himself wasn't sure how to take the news of his grandson being mated to two older men, as od as his own son no less! However, knowing Remus's condition and his own bloodline, there was only one thing to do and that was to give them his blessing. Of course after his darling wife, a lady of House Black, had given her rant that was sure to come.

"What do you mean Harry is your mate? He is only a young man and already he is mated to you! Don't you think you should have let him finish school or have a career before becoming mates? Did you even bother to court him? And don't pretend you don't what I'm talking about, Remus John Lupin. I read up on werewolf mating habits and I know you should have at least courted Harry."

"Grandmother?" Harry said loudly to gain the witch's attention. He was shocked at the words she had shouted. Not once did she forbid their mating, but rather that is was rushed, or at least what she thought was rushed. "We haven't actually mated. We have only given our intentions and promises to each other. Severus gave a feather, Remus gave a tooth, and myself my song. Believe me when I say we are in fact only courting."

"Oh," Dorea said softly, the fire in her quieted for now. "Well let me see these objects, my dear."

"Alright." Harry moved closer to the painting so they could see the tooth and feather. He took his time showing each piece so his grandparents could inspect each one.

"Severus, are you a Veela?" Charlus asked as he took in the shape and pattern of the black feather.

"Yes, sir. A Dark Veela." Severus was surprised the man could recognize a Veela feather from inside a painting. There were certainly other types of winged humanoid creatures.

"Of course. And Harry, you mentioned you gave them your song, what creature inheritance did you get?" Charlus asked.

"Oh, I'm a merperson," Harry replied. The way his grandfather asked the question seemed as if the man expected him to have some sort of creature inheritance. He smiled inwardly at the thought of his family accepting who he was, even though he was technically not a wizard. Harry saw the man's face light up with pride and he thought of the beautiful white tail and wish he could show his grandparents the form he took when he was in the water. Without any notice, Harry couldn't stand up on his own as if his feet no longer worked and he was falling to the ground. He didn't land too hard as he was caught before being lowered to the ground. Once safely on the floor, Harry looked to see why he suddenly lost his ability to stand and saw that his true form was out. He ran his hand over his tail and grimaced at the harsh, scaly feeling of it, rather than the silky bumps when he was in water. He looked up to Severus and Remus with a questioning look on his face. "Why did I change?"

"Were you thinking of your form?" Severus asked with amusement in his voice. He crouched down and ran his hand through the soft strands of Harry's hair, mesmerized by the silver streaking that appeared with his true form.

"Yes," replied Harry.

"Then you're beginning to control your magic. When you think of this form, even outside of water, it'll come forth."

"I don't like it out of water, doesn't feel right," Harry pouted. While he was like this, all he could think of being in water. He hadn't been able to try swimming in this form yet and he longed for it now. Or at least to have his legs back so he could go find some water.

"There is an indoor spring located in the manor," Dorea spoke up after seeing the tender care Severus gave to Harry, the look of awe in Remus's eyes, and the longing look Harry gave towards his tail. "We've had merfolk in the family before, so the manor is equipped to help you."

"Thank you," Remus said before stepping forward and scooping Harry into his arms. Severus followed as they went to hunt down the alleged spring while Sirius stayed and spoke more to the painting.

###############################

A/N: Ah, the dutiful grandparents! I can't wait to see where this story goes from here. If you have any suggestions or ideas you would like to see, feel free to leave me a message or follow me on twitter under the same name hyde1403 and send me a tweet. As Always R&R