Hybrid Legacy

Chapter 5

The last day of school had already arrived. Fortunately, no other notes had appeared, and Harry was so busy helping Remus with DADA classes that he really only gave them a fleeting thought. The twins also aided with taking Harry and Draco's mind temporarily off the stalkers. They had proved to be as mischievous as the Weasley twins.

The day of the Leaving Feast, Harry was charged with the task of getting the twins ready for dinner. He was not having an easy time of it either. He'd been trying to get Michaela dressed for the last twenty minutes and she still wasn't even wearing a dress. He had yet to even pick out Liam's dress clothes.

"I don't wanna wear red, mummy," whined Michaela, pushing the dress Harry was trying to pull over her head away irritably. "I don't like red. I want my green dress."

"Fine, Mick," muttered Harry, tossing the red dress onto the bed and pulling the green dress out of the wardrobe. Michaela giggled at the nickname and sat daintily on the edge of the bed while Harry fetched her clothing. Harry finally managed to get her dress on but then she had to argue about which shoes went with that dress. "You're four years old, Mick. I don't think anyone's going to care what shoes you wear."

"Not those shoes," she said, stomping her foot. She pointed to the soft black leather shoes in the back of the wardrobe. "I wanna wear those shoes."

Draco sauntered into the room and paused when he saw the irritated look on Harry's face. Harry stormed up to Draco and pushed the requested shoes into Draco's arms. "It's your turn to dress the little prima donna. She is definitely your daughter." Then he stormed out of the room to help Liam with his clothes. Fortunately, Liam's temperament was more like Harry's, that and his fashion sense.

Finally they were all dressed and ready to leave. Harry was still a bit aggravated, but he managed to be pleasant to those he encountered on the way to the Great Hall. Once inside the dining hall, the Malfoys immediately went to the High Table and sat, waiting for Dumbledore to make the final announcements.

Harry was seated beside Draco and Liam, while Michaela was seated beside Draco and Remus. Michaela immediately turned to Remus and asked, "Guess what, Grandpa Remi?"

Remus smiled at the bouncing four year old. "What?"

"My mummy called me a pima don. What's a pima don?" she asked, gazing flirtatiously at Moony.

"A pima don? Oh uh, you're mummy called you that?" he asked, flustered. "What were you doing?"

"Well, I didn't like the red dress, so I made mummy get my green dress. Then mummy tried to make me wear ugly shoes. Can you believe that? I wanted these. See?" she asked, showing Remus her pretty leather shoes. "So what does it mean?"

"Oh, you mean prima donna. It means that your mummy thinks you're a little princess," fibbed Remus, not really knowing how to answer that question.

Michaela flashed a wide, happy smile at Remus and turned to her daddy. "Daddy, Grandpa Remi told me that a pima dona was a little princess. Am I your little princess?"

"Yes, sweetie, you're my little princess," said Draco.

Michaela nodded firmly and resumed eating her meal.

Dumbledore caught everyone's attention then. He stood and announced Slytherin as the House Cup winners for that year, waiting until the applause died down, and gestured for them to proceed with dinner.

"Oohh! Chocolate cake!" cried two little voices. Harry and Draco absently pushed the chocolate cakes away before the twins could get their grubby hands into the caffeine. They'd learned early on that the twins were worse than Harry after eating chocolate.

"Eat your dinner first," said Harry, ignoring the pouts aimed in his direction.

Liam decided that he didn't like the decorations at all. He wanted to see his favourite colour displayed. Sneakily taking his daddy's wand, Liam waved the wand vigorously, causing all the banners to turn several different shades of red.

Harry noticed the rapidly changing banners before any of the teachers did, saw the new colour scheme, and knocked Draco in the back of the head. While Draco was rubbing his head and demanding to know why Harry had hit him, Harry summoned the stolen wand into his hand and slapped into Draco's palm.

"You really need to learn to keep your wand more secure, Draco," said Harry, rubbing his forehead tiredly. "Liam, what have I told you about taking things that don't belong to you?"

"Not to do it," muttered Liam ashamedly. He climbed in Draco's lap and laid his head against his father's shoulder. "I'm sorry, daddy."

"Apology accepted," said Draco solemnly. "Ready for chocolate cake?"

"Yeah!" cried Liam and Michaela, hastily digging into the slices of cake set in front of them.

DHDH

"Are the brats asleep?" asked Draco, collapsing onto the bed wearily. This had been one of the most exhausting days and he was absolutely exhausted. Well, he was absolutely exhausted. Then Harry started absently stripping his clothes while deep in thought, unknowingly tantalizing his husband. When Harry was completely nude, Draco was rock hard and muscles tensed.

"I had to read them two bedtime stories, but they fell asleep halfway through the second story," said Harry, climbing into the bed beside Draco. He immediately curled into the warmth of his mate's body, yawning slightly as he relaxed. He frowned when he noticed the tenseness of Draco's body. "What's wrong, love?"

Draco didn't answer verbally. Instead he rolled towards Harry, capturing his elf's surprised lips in a deep and thorough kiss. Rolling Harry completely beneath him, Draco nipped a path down the elf's neck and chest. He teasingly lapped and sucked Harry's sensitive nipples, grunting when Harry moaned and bucked up into his hard erection.

In a surprise move, Harry rolled Draco onto his back and moved swiftly into position to capture his mate's shaft in his mouth. Moaning in pleasure at the taste of his mate, Harry hungrily took more of the shaft into his mouth, sucking strongly in an effort to produce more of the tasty treat.

Draco moaned and grabbed Harry's hair, thrusting up into the deliciously wicked mouth. "Gods, elf, that is so good," he moaned.

Harry swallowed the shaft all the way to the base, massaging the head with his constricting throat muscles. Draco cried out and arched, releasing his seed into Harry's mouth. Harry eagerly swallowed the offering, pulling off slowly with one last lick to the head.

Draco rolled Harry back beneath him and flipped him over onto his stomach. Roughly pulling his elf onto his hands and knees, Draco thrust a slick finger into Harry. He quickly added a second finger, finding and rubbing his elf's prostate. Harry immediately thrust back demandingly as his sweet spot was manipulated, moaning and begging desperately to be filled.

Draco quickly positioned his shaft at Harry's entrance and buried his shaft to the root with one hard thrust. Harry screamed at the almost unbearable fullness, his arse clenching and rippling around the welcome intruder, and thrust back eagerly.

"Gods, elf, how can you still be so tight?" asked Draco, panting with the effort of restraining himself from just drilling Harry into the mattress. He pulled back slowly until only the head of his shaft remained buried and slowly thrust back in.

Harry was not having that. He wanted it hard and fast. He wanted Draco to just slam into his greedy hole. Since Draco had such a hard grip on his hips to keep him from thrusting back, Harry clenched and released his arse muscles, massaging the slowly thrusting shaft and driving Draco insane. After only a few tries, Draco completely broke.

Feeling the already tight muscles tighten even more around his shaft, Draco rammed into his elf's clutching hole. Harry grabbed the headboard for better leverage and shoved back, reveling in the hard thrusts hitting his prostate and sending sparks dancing through every nerve ending.

"More, Draco.. harder," Harry demanded, his body tightening as Draco's hard thrusts brought him closer to release. "Faster, please."

Draco eagerly complied, increasing his speed until he was slamming into Harry. As every thrust hit his sweet spot, Harry finally fell over the edge, screaming out Draco's name, arse muscles clenching spasmodically around Draco's thrusting shaft with his release. Harry's release quickly triggered Draco's. Thrusting twice more into the warm depths, Draco released his seed into his elf's body with a loud cry.

Draco and Harry collapsed in an exhausted heap, Draco still buried within his elf. After a few moments, Draco managed to gather enough strength to roll to Harry's side and pull his sated mate into his arms. With their exhaustion weighing heavily on them, Draco and Harry quickly fell asleep.

DHDH

Harry drifted slowly awake when he felt something tugging on his arm. Opening his eyes and blearily gazing in the direction of the tugging, Harry hazily saw Liam trying to wake him up. "What's wrong, Liam?" he asked softly, rolling to face his son.

"There was a bad snake in my room," whispered Liam, shaking slightly. When Harry bolted upright in alarm, Liam hurriedly continued. "But it's okay cause Nyoka killed it for me."

Harry quickly climbed out of bed, pulling on a pair of pyjama bottoms, and lifted Liam into his arms, scanning the little body for any injuries at all. He walked swiftly to the children's room and stopped when he saw the lifeless body of what looked to be a deadly black mamba. It was kind of hard to tell because Nyoka had already begun to consume the unfortunate snake.

"How the hell did that snake get in here?" asked Harry shakily, gripping Liam tighter.

"An owl came in the window and dropped this box," said Michaela, pointing to an overturned box. "When the box fell onto the ground, the snake came out and tried to bite Liam. Liam tripped when he tried to get away, but Nyoka saved him."

Harry set Liam down and cautiously walked over to the box and peered inside. Inside lay a note. Harry snatched the letter from the box and quickly scanned the contents, fuming at the words written there.

I told you I would rid the world of freaks like you, and you can't get any more freakish than being your spawn. Just remember that you're next.

Harry stormed into his bedroom almost vibrating with rage, not even noticing that his wings had emerged. He roughly shook Draco awake, who took one look at the fury on Harry's face and jumped out of bed.

"What is it, elf? What's wrong?" he asked frantically.

Harry thrust the letter in Draco's hand. "I want him found," he snarled viciously. "And when he's found, I am going to rip him apart."

Draco quickly read the letter, paling as the meaning of the letter became clear. "What happened, Harry?"

"He sent our children a black mamba, hoping that the snake's venom would kill them. They are just lucky that I allowed Liam to bring Nyoka or they would both be dead. I want him found," said Harry angrily.

"Let's take the kids to Minerva and let them spend the night. We need to talk to Sev and father," said Draco. He hurriedly pulled on his clothes, walked into the twin's room, and emerged with Michaela and Liam in his arms. He passed Michaela to Harry and they quickly made their way to Minerva's rooms.

Minerva answered the door and stared at Harry and Draco in surprise. Before she could ask any questions, Harry quickly filled her in on the situation and asked her to keep Liam and Michaela for the night. She readily agreed and after kissing their children goodnight, Harry and Draco made their way down to the dungeons.

Reaching the door to Severus' quarters, Harry and Draco barged in. Fortunately, Severus and Remus were asleep. Harry went to Remus side and shook him awake.

"Harry?" asked Remus groggily. "What are you doing here?"

"We have to find Ron now," growled Harry.

Severus was awake by this time, and hearing Harry's growled statement, he and Remus bolted upright. "What happened? Where are the twins?" asked Remus frantically.

"The twins are with Minerva," said Draco calmly, seething inside. "That bastard tried to kill my children using a poisonous snake."

"What!" yelled Remus, jumping from the bed and grabbing a robe to cover his nude body. "Are they all right?"

"Liam's snake, Nyoka, killed the snake before it could do any harm, and last that I saw, was busily consuming the carcass," said Harry. He finally noticed the absence of the third partner in that relationship. "Where's Lucius?"

"At the Manor," said Severus calmly. "He's been trying to find Ron for the last two weeks."

"Have you tried using your portal?" asked Remus.

"No," said Harry slowly. "I've only opened portals to places I know."

"What about that portal to hell you opened?" asked Draco quickly.

"I'd forgotten about that," said Harry. "Let me try something." He thought about Lucius and concentrated hard on finding him. A portal opened in front of him and he warily stepped through. When he stepped out of the portal, he quickly scanned his surroundings and froze in surprise. He was staring at the back of a familiar blonde head. "Lucius?"

Lucius spun around and stared at Harry in shock. "When did you get here?"