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Chapter Four – Claiming Gryffindor Castle

It took Harry a week before he was able to locate Gryffindor Castle. It was on an unknown island off the western coast of England that had been made unplottable centuries before. It was much like wherever the Flamels had lived prior to their death. He didn't realize there were so many unplottable and thus unknown islands off the North Eastern Scottish Coast. He looked at a Muggle Map. Harry could only assume the founder's islands were originally a part of the Shetland Islands. They were islands located a bit further to the east in the Northern Atlantic Ocean with the Norwegian Sea to the north and the North Sea to the south. Muggles were aware of approximately 100 islands that make up the grouping of Islands; however, only 30 were inhabited by muggles.

Harry was thankful for the Goblins abilities to charter a boat to an unplottable destination because without their assistance, it was unlikely that Harry would ever set foot on Gryffindor Island. He stood on the deck looking out at the sea. It was his first journey to the ocean let alone on a boat off the coastline. Looking out, he saw quite a bit of blue with hints of green here and there. It just instilled a sense of insignificance in the scheme of things. Out on the water on a boat, he wasn't the blasted boy-who-lived. There was no one there to gawk at him and point. The wales and dolphins didn't care what he supposedly did as a 1-year-old still in nappies. It was rather freeing to be just Harry standing upon a ship. Of course, that was until he remembered he was in search of an unplottable island that no one had likely set foot upon since around the 13th century.

Everyone else in his party was below in their cabins on the goblin ran boat. Harry couldn't even consider sleeping. Not to mention, the trip wasn't supposed to take more than a few hours. Goblins had made many improvements to the Viking Long Ship. Draco was sleeping downstairs for the simple fact that Harry had tired him out. Something about the rocking of a boat made for the perfect rhythm. He could only assume that Neville was busy with both Theo and Narcissa. However, he was a bit surprised that Nick had yet to join him on the deck. Then again, he didn't expect his older brother and former godfather to suffer horribly from seasickness. He was probably in the loo thankful for the banishing spells on the toilet.

Harry watched the afternoon sun burning off the morning fog. Through the fog, an outcropping of land came into view. His far sight had never been the best even with his glasses, but he was able to see the wobble of an image melting away. It was like a mirage in the desert. He knew that he was seeing the true island beneath it and could only imagine it had something to do with the Gryffindor ring he wore. A calm bay came into view as they neared the island. Harry could see the second island right next to Gryffindor and three more hazy images, which left him with the feeling that Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw had their own islands in the small grouping. The water was crystal clear and belonged to the tropical climate of the Caribbean or the South Pacific and not the Northern Atlantic.

He smiled as the boat pulled into a covered dock, "I love magic."

He walked off the ship when he noticed that everyone else had come back up from the cabins. He was too busy looking at the lush forest that also belonged to the tropics before him. He could only assume climate controls were at work on the island. There was no other explanation for such plants to last year around. The dock jetted out from a white sandy beach and lead directly to stairs. He walked up the stairs feeling pulled toward something while hearing the other footsteps behind him. The stairs were made from carved granite that shimmered in the summer sun.

The stairs went on forever. As he climbed, he noticed the plant life change. The tropical forests gave way to farm fields that were reminiscent of Southern England. He even noticed a few sheep herds guarded and led around by long-haired dogs. The pathway had changed to more of a cobblestone as he continued his walk. He stared off into the distance wondering where he was being led.

After walking for a while, through orchards, farmlands, and closer to stone walls, a botanical garden, he found himself standing in the center of a stone city. It was an abandoned city but appeared to be under some sort of preservation charms, as the buildings still looked well maintained. It was the absence of people that gave it a ghost-like feeling. It was toward the back of the village that another staircase stood. Upon going up the stairs, he could see the huge castle that loomed over the village. The stone shimmered in the sunlight and appeared to be made completely out of white marble.

The roof glistened like shinned copper, and many of the windows depicted stories with their stained glass. The windows were pointed arches that spoke of gothic influenced architecture. However, other parts of the castles seemed to harken back to the first stone Norman castles. He walked toward a purple wood door surrounded by the same stone archway. Upon placing his hand on the door, it just slid open.

Harry held back a gasp when he took in the hall awaiting him. The floors were polished black marble and the light shone through the large windows. The walls had unlit torches lining them, which Harry could only assume lit as soon as darkness fell. Candles hung above the hall like the ones that tended to float in the great hall. The ceiling had the same weather charms belonging to Hogwarts. However, it was the red wool carpet with Celtic knotting edging it in gold that called to him. The carpet led directly to a gilded throne that sat on a raised platform. "I didn't think castles were known to have the throne room directly behind the main doors."

He couldn't stop the pull he felt toward the chair. He sat on it. He closed his eyes as he felt all of the magic of the castle push through him. He soon felt everything that the wards monitored and the building had just as much life as Hogwarts. It all made sense in itself as it was likely the blueprint for Hogwarts. However, the magic of the castle before him had an even more ancient feel to it than Hogwarts.

He had no idea how long he had sat there with his eyes closed seeing images of many parts of the estate. It was like he had slipped into a trance, but he was a bit surprised when he opened his eyes. He found his friends bowing and his husband kneeled at his feet with his head resting on Harry's knee. He shook his head and held out his hand to Draco and pulled him onto his lap. He couldn't stop himself from snogging his mate. He was filled with power and he wanted to share it with his love. He wanted his mate to feel it and release it in the form of beautiful moans. He wanted to drive into his mate and ride him until he begged for rest. He wanted to ride him until he was so full of his seed that he would surely conceive his heir. He had his castle and he needed his heir. He needed to protect the Gryffindor line and the throne of Magical Britain. They needed the return of royalty more than ever in that moment. They had a false prophet, a megalomaniac set on the destruction of the world as they knew it. Harry had more power and a place to shelter friends and family from the upcoming war. He had somewhere that the death eaters would never be able to reach. He had a place to evacuate Hogwarts. He had a place for muggleborns to hide if the Ministry was ever to fall. He knew that the island was dying to be that shelter once more. She had been waiting for this moment when she would be abandoned no longer.

Someone's throat being cleared brought him from his musings. He noticed that he'd managed to plunge his hands into Draco's robes and with it his wanton hole. He had his mate begging and mewling for release. He didn't even realize he was putting on such a show. He stared down at his brother who appeared to be the one to interject. He continued with his ministrations until his mate was shuddering next to him. Like all other times, his mate did not orgasm in the normal fashion but experience more of an internal one. "I'm sorry for the show, but I guess I got a bit carried away. Having all of the magic of this castle thrust upon me left me a bit overfilled with power."

Neville stood and nodded, "This place definitely has that effect." He cleared his throat and adjusted himself, "Do we have your permission to find a bedroom suite and retire, my lord?"

Harry nodded and watched as Neville, Theo, and Cissy walked toward the stairwell located to one of the sides of the throne platform.

Nick stared at him for a moment before shrugging, "The sooner you can find me some mates the better Brother. I really need a way to work out this extra energy without my dick chafing."

Harry pulled Draco closer and rested his chin on his now sleeping mate's head, "Was there someone, in particular, you had in mind?"

Nick stepped from one foot to the other, "I was supposed to marry Rodolphus Lestrange until my mother disowned me. She then swapped me for Bellatrix in that marriage contract, but I knew I was expected to claim both twins. You see, they need someone to take them in hand because they are magically dependent. I have a feeling Bellatrix is the reason why they attacked the Longbottoms. She was the dominant partner in that relationship even though he refused to consummate the marriage because she as too busy chasing after Voldemort."

Harry nodded, "When it's time to retrieve Bellatrix for Neville, I'm sure we'll be able to retrieve them as well. However, you will need to have discussion with Neville because he wanted the twins as well. I am sure if you explain to him what you did me that he will understand that your claim is older than his."

Nick nodded, "I think he will. He will have his hands full with Cissy and Bella." He rubbed his chin, "I've also had a thing for Amelia Bones, but I'm sure that stems from when she was my superior when I first graduated from the Auror Academy."

Harry nodded, "We'll probably need to save her. She's one of the strongest and incorruptible members of the Ministry. I could see her on Voldemort's hit list, but then again her brother and many members of her family were attacked in the last war."

Nick nodded and left the throne room. Harry looked around for a moment before waking his mate. "We're alone now. How about we break in this throne and work toward making what I need? I can just see you rounded with child. You'd be so beautiful that way. I want you always rounded with child, my love. I want you to give me so many children that you'll have one every year. Let's fill that village with our children."

Draco just groaned and moved on Harry's lap. Harry was so delighted that his love continued his request to wear nothing under his robes. "You're so delicious my mate. You're so perfect for me. Do you know why I was able to claim you? Do you know why that spell that ties you to me worked?"

Draco just groaned and shook his head no.

"It's because you tried to attack me. It was because you were a rival on the other side of a conflict. I was able to claim you by right of a victor. I won against your father and his side at the ministry. It gave me a right to claim his son especially as by attempting that attack you claimed that side." Harry pressed his lips to his husband's cheek. They then quickly broke in the throne. He almost missed the light show that occurred around them as they came down from their high. Harry remained silent for a bit just hugging his lover. He felt a second surge of magic wash over him and Draco this time as the lights faded. It was as if the castle accepted his husband as a member of his family and thus was sharing its wards with him.

However, it was the person walking up the carpeted aisle that caught Harry's attention. The man was dressed in chainmail shirt over a red leather tunic. He wore an open red robe with gilded edges and an equal angled Celtic cross at his neck in gold with a polished garnet at the center and a topaz on each arm. Harry knew it stood for the four elemental schools of magic. The man's hair was grey streaked but still very red and appeared wavy in a way that it reminded Harry of Sirius and a Lion. His eyes were a familiar bright green and almond-shaped that had Harry gasping. Who was this wizard and why did he have his mother's eyes?

The wizard before him gave a gallant bow with the rolling of his wrist, "I'm so glad to meet my successor finally."

Harry felt Draco stiffen in his arms as he gasped, "I understand that wizards live very long lives, but I wasn't aware that they could live over millennia. You are Godric Gryffindor, are you not?"

The wizard smiled in a goofy way that also reminded Harry of the old Sirius, the appearance his Godfather had before his transformation into Nick. "Well, I must admit that an almost immortal life is a benefit of becoming a Time Master. You, Harry Potter, are destined to replace me one day. We, of course, need to get rid of the false Slytherin Lord. I must admit that Sal was rather angry when he discovered one of the stricken away Gaunt Line that ran away with his beloved locket had claimed his familiar."

Harry shuddered for a moment, "Are you telling me that Slytherin is still alive as well?"

Godric tipped his head back and laughed, "Yes, and the lovely one in your lap is destined to be his apprentice. I'm not sure if you realized it, but your mate's affinity with water makes him a perfect candidate for the Mental Magics. Sal is responsible for maintaining balance and preventing arrogance and ambition from overruling logic. It was the reason why his nephew as kicked out of Hogwarts all those years ago. Unfortunately for history purposes, his nephew that carried the same name was the one against muggleborns. It was him who shaped the modern Slytherin ideology."

Harry tipped his head to the side, "I thought he was known for his potions?"

Godric's green eyes narrowed "Are not creating cures for illness, poison, and the Dark Arts, not a form of balance. At the same time, darkness must exist in balance with light. He is a true grey wizard and your mate there is his perfect apprentice. It was the reason why you have chosen your mate after all. You are destined for two others. One will be the Great Alchemist's Apprentice and the other is destined to learn under the best Spell Weaver ever known. However, time ripples around you so I fear that my previous statement may change. Now I see a circle thirteen members deep in your future, but it is in flux. I am not sure which future will be reality. We've been awaiting your arrival on our five Islands. I must admit that Helga is delighted that you brought her Herbologist and Healer apprentice with you. Tomorrow, we will need to have the young Neville meet dear Helga. He is the last of her line after all and it is funny that it comes from his mother's side and not his fathers'."

The idea of a circle filled his mind, and he could see the ritual to seal such a large family. He decided in that moment that it would be the future he would pursue and organically allow his family to build. Harry nodded, "I guess that I will have to go to Slytherin's Island with Draco while we send Neville and his mate's to Hufflepuff."

Godric smiled, "How about you send your tired mate upstairs with a house elf to show him the way? There is much more that we must discuss and he will need the sleep with what Sal is likely to put him through. He's been anticipating his apprentice for far too long after all. He really does want that Werewolf to Animagus potion released. He'd developed it over two centuries ago but had no way to release it while we were locked to our islands."

Harry nodded and kissed Draco's cheek. He snapped his finger and an elf popped before him wearing a long leather tunic with a cloth belt. "My Lord," the elf bowed, "I'm happy to show your consort to your chambers."

Harry's brow furrowed at the name for Draco. Draco just nodded as if he expected it and followed the elf up the stairs on the opposite side of the throne than the ones that Neville and Nick took. Godric turned around, "Come we must visit the time room. There is much we need to do tonight and there's only so much time."

He walked down the throne room and exited through a door that Harry hadn't realized was there when they entered the room. It led to a long hallway with many arches. Harry peered into the many doorways and found a large dining hall in one, a library that Hermione would die for in another, a cozy looking drawing room in another and an office with a desk in the last. At the end of the hall were circular stone steps that went around and down into what was likely the dungeons of the castle. There were still many windows that let light in and Harry could only assume it was because the level was still above ground because of how tall the castle was. They walked past a fully equipped potions lab that Harry knew Severus would drool over. Finally, they entered a totally stone room.

The room was round and seemed to lack any windows what so ever. In the center of the room was a raised platform with a stone archway. Harry stared at the archway and realized it resembled the one in the chamber of death in the Ministry, but instead of a whispering curtain, it was filled with circling colors.

A couple of pillars stood next to it with a bunch of dials and the room was lit from the ceiling with colored glass tiles. No one walking on them would be able to see the floor below but they allowed the room to be banked with light without having its security harmed by having windows people could peer into. He approached the archway and asked, "What is this thing?"

Godric laughed again, "This is what my family has been guarding since before the rise of Merlin. It was created by one of our ancestors. He was a great wizard and was burdened with monitoring and fixing timelines. We are on the cusp of a divergence and we must intervene. First, you must retrieve two of your mates from the future. One will be from almost a year into the future and we will need to send forth a transfigured body that will appear to be this wizard and the second you'll abduct from his room where he sleeps on the night of August 28th. Time passes differently here. We'll return that one almost instantly without anyone knowing of his disappearance."

Harry nodded not sure what exactly he was expected to do. "Okay, so do we need to go through first and then transfigure something into the body?"

Godric pressed a few buttons and had a few symbols pop up before the portal stopped spinning and showed a huddled person in a dreary cell. Harry didn't allow himself to gasp but he felt pulled toward the person. He walked into the cell and Godric followed after him. He dropped something on the floor and soon it was an exact copy of the huddled wizard. Harry just walked over and picked the rocking wizard up and carried him back through the portal.

Godric walked through another door that had a fully furnished bedroom and bathroom. "You'll need to take a bit of time to clean him, claim him, and we'll get him tucked in and then de-age him before you prepare him to carry your child. You need an heir before you face your adversary. Nothing should happen to you, but we need to have insurance that our line will continue on. I must warn you that he's pretty broken by this point. Some of the guards are not so friendly. There is a reason why they chose the post they did."

Harry moved quickly into the bathroom and stripped the huddling wizard who continued to stare off into the distance. He quickly heated up the tub and helped him into it. He started by tipping the man back and washing his matted hair. He had to drain the water several times before the water was clean enough for him to join the wizard. He approached with a soaped up sponge and began washing the man's skin. He moved down and noticed several scars wrapped around his new mate's penis. He positioned his mate over the side of the bathtub while he washed his backside. He noticed that the anus was saggy with the way it opened.

Harry shook his head and wondered just how many times the wizard before him had to be stretched for the ring to lose its control. He cast a cleaning charm inside of the man and slowly moved his hand inward. He found much damaged on the inside and pulled out a very vile looking sharp metal thing from the cavity. He reached in and pulled out a few others. Blood dripped from the hole, and Harry couldn't help but shiver from the cruelty his future husband faced. He cast a few healing spells and then cast the binding charm. "I claim you Lucius Abraxas Malfoy as my submissive husband as a war victor. I won against you and you had attempted to kill me more than once. I have the right to claim you and you will obey me. I am your master and no one else shall have a claim to you."

Lucius just whispered, "Yes, Master. I'm here to serve. You may use any of my holes. I'm ready to be used like the Death Eater Whore I am. I'm not meant for polite society. I am the former concubine of the Dark Lord and this is my punishment. I'm meant for violence. Please punish me Master for all the wrongs I have done."

Harry just climbed out of the bath and helped Lucius out. He had a feeling that he didn't want to know what Lucius was put through in Azkaban. He pushed his mate to the bed and the man quickly got on his hands and knees and stuck his bum in the air. Harry just shook his head before he consummated the bonding. It wasn't that pleasurable but he had to find completion or he wouldn't have claim over his mate. He finally succeeded with images of his Dragon. When the bond settled, he sighed. He then quickly dressed and tucked his mate into the bed. Godric joined him in the room after he knocked on the door.

"I think it best that we give him the de-aging potion first. Once he's the age of 16, you will then give him the carrier potion. You should probably give him time to recover. Perhaps a diet and exercise routine. Once he's as fit as you'd like, I recommend putting that baby in the oven. The time in here will pass quicker than the time outside of here. It's a time pocket after all."

Harry nodded and spelled the potion into Lucius before commanding him to sleep. He exited the room with Godric and they returned to the time room. He ran a hand through his hair, "I'm assuming this one will be a bit more difficult. It's Severus I'm going after next, isn't it?"

Godric just smiled as he punched a few other buttons and the time portal opened into a surprisingly comfortable looking bedroom. Severus was curled up on his side in earth tone covers. The walls were an earthy green and his stone floors were covered in warm carpets. Harry approached the man and quickly spelled him into a deeper sleep before lifting him into his arms. He walked back through the portal and Godric showed him to another bedroom.

Harry just nodded and placed the wizard on the bed. He slowly stripped him and covered him before spelling him awake. Dark eyes opened and blinked at him a bit before quickly sitting up. He looked down at his naked chest and pulled the blanket up to cover the white scars that littered his chest, "Potter where am I? Why am I naked in an unknown room with you fully dressed?"

Harry nodded, "I'm here to claim my father's life debt to you. He saved your life and you failed to save him, so your life is forfeit. I'm claiming you as my submissive husband."

Severus' eyes widened and he shook his head, "You don't understand. You can't do this. You will put too many plans in danger by doing this. I must remain a spy. I need to assist in things that you couldn't understand. By the end of this school year, you will want nothing to do with me. You don't want to sleep with me. You don't want to protect me. I will not submit to another master. I've got two already, damn it!"

Harry just sighed and cast the binding spell. He slowly stripped from his clothes and moved toward the bed. "It's done Severus and you're mine."

He climbed under the blanket and began kissing the snaggle-toothed potions professor. His hands moved over the silky skin over lithe muscles. He could feel bone and he knew that Severus was far too thin. He was likely not in the best shape either. Severus just groaned and moved against him. He shook and Harry noticed tears leaking out of his eyes.

Harry stopped and brushed away some tears, "What's the matter?"

"You touch me with love. I've never felt caresses like that. Most people want me on my stomach so they don't have to look at my ugly face and can pretend like they are fucking someone attractive. I didn't expect the son of my enemy to show such care in claiming me."

Harry just sighed, "Severus, you're not ugly. You're dignified and you have a voice that goes straight to my groin. Do you know why I botched so many potions while you were teaching? It was because I was distracted by you. I've wanted you since puberty set in. You'll make me happy Severus and when we're done, you're getting a youth potion and we're going to live together for a very long time."

Harry reached down and called forth the lube. He watched the blush creep over Severus' face while he consummated the bond. When he was coming down from the high of the bond, he pulled his lover close to him and kissed his forehead. "I want you to sleep, Severus. We will wake you in the morning. We have a busy day tomorrow and you'll have some secrets revealed."

Severus just nodded and rolled onto his side. Harry dressed and soon was pulled back toward his other mate's room. He walked in and gasped at the handsome wizard before him. The wizard jumped and soon was kneeling, "I'm here to please, Master. Which hole shall please you?"

Harry shook his head and slowly approached his mate. He helped the man stand. He turned him around and noticed that his hair had grown down to his feet and was golden in color instead of the white it became as he aged. He summoned scissors and cut it just above his mate's waist. "Have a seat."

He quickly braided his mate's hair before pulling him into a kiss. He felt how fabulous his mate felt against him and new that he'd be fertile soon and filled with his child. He pulled away and asked, "What impotent spell did you cast on your son?"

Lucius shook his head, "I didn't cast it. Bellatrix did when he was born and told me that she'd release it only when he was matched with a proper witch."

Harry groaned and realized that wouldn't be answered until he retrieved the bitch. Harry noticed that Lucius had gone ridged before collapsing to his knees on the floor. "How have I displeased you, Master? Do you wish to punish me?"

Harry sighed and realized that helping Lucius would be challenging. He closed his eyes and got the idea to lock away the recent memories of ownership. He hoped it would bring forth a more confident Lucius. He helped Lucius back up on the bed and stared into his grey eyes. He found everything his mate had gone through and was disgusted by the cruelty. He pushed it all into a dark chamber within Lucius' mind before pulling forward the innocent memories of youth before he was forced into a marriage to a witch and given to the Dark Lord as a concubine by his own father.

He watched as Lucius' eyes widened and took on an innocent quality, "Are you, my mate? Are you here to protect me from my father and his plans?"

Harry nodded and pulled him into a tight hug. "Yes darling, I will always protect you. Now you need to eat before I give you a potion that will make you better."

Lucius nodded and ate everything on the tray. An elf popped in to take it away without Harry's request and he helped Lucius back into the bed. "I need to give you the carrier potion so that you can carry our heir."

Lucius smiled, "I can't wait to have a son of my own. I want to feel that love that I felt for my father until my mother died and he turned into a monster."

Harry ran his fingers along his mate's forehead and sighed, "It's okay Lucy. Sleep and you won't feel any kind of the discomfort."

Lucius' eyes closed as Harry lifted his legs in the air and put in the special plug. He poured the potion in and knew it needed to sit for 12 hours before the womb would be formed. He left the room and found Godric waiting for him in the time room.

Godric was back at the podium, "We have one more person to retrieve tonight. This one will be a bit more challenging because we are entering a war zone. We'll need to pull her out and replace her instantly. We'll need to open the portal behind her and perform a switching spell."

Harry just nodded.