Sorry for the seven month absence yall. I have had very serious neurological problems going on. I'm still trying to fix them, but I am going to at leas try to get some chapters out on my stories. I love each and every one of you that has stuck with me this long. You are fucking awesome man.
I think the pairing might be Harry/Honey. But Maybe Harry/Honey/Umehito. I am not sure yet, so lemme know.
Love you all! Till next time, sooner that seven months, I promise, pinky promise!
Sirius lays sprawled out across Remus' stomach, the werewolf's finger's massaging his scalp lulling him into relaxation.
"Do you think we did the right thing Remy?" Sirius mumbles, his sapphire eyes half-lidded yet shinning with concern.
Remus' fingers stop in the ministrations for a second, before picking back up on their usual rhythm. "Yes Siri, I think we did. He can have a normal teenage life here. He has that girl, Haruhi. She is helping him so much, yet she doesn't even realize it."
Reassured from his mate's words, Sirius relaxes back into the touch of the other male. It is quiet and peaceful in the large mahogany bedroom. They deep, even breathing from the two canines the only indication of life. However, Remus is next to break the silence.
"Did you see the stuffed animal he brought home with him?" His voice is low, the baritone muffles in his chest and consequently into Sirius' ear.
Also lowering his voice, recognizing the seriousness in the moment, Sirius blinks. "Yes. It smelt sweet. And whether our pup realizes it or not but he is already imbedding it with protective magic. He has accepted it as a Courting gift."
Squeezing his outer arm tightly around Sirius, Remus brings him even closer, where not just his head, but his entire body is on top of his own.
"Our little cub has accepted a Courting gift. This has never happened before. But I don't know how it could be." Moony mumbles into Sirius' ear, causing Sirius to shiver.
Entwining his leg through Remus' Padfoot wraps his arms around Remus' neck and rests his forehead lightly against the sandy haired male. "It could be a member of the Host Club."
Pressing his lips slightly against the chapped ones of his mate's, Moony hums quietly. "We will have to wait and see."
Hedwig watches through yellow eyes as her master gently strokes the Small-Stuffed-Dragon-Creature-That-Looks-Like-Him before falling asleep. Cocking her head to the side, the white owl flaps her wings quietly, taking flight and landing next to her master on the bed.
Pocking the red dragon with her beak, Hedwig is surprised to sense magic on it, her master's magic. Fluffing up her wings. Hedwig nips her master's hair charcoal and red colored hair before flying back to her post.
She does not have long to ponder the strange dragon creature, because soon her master grows fitful. Hedwig worries. Her master is known to have night terrors. And once they start out they only get worst. Hooting in worry, Hedwig cocks her head in apprehension.
She does not have to worry though.
The Small-Stuffed-Dragon-Creature-That-Looks-Like-Him begins to glow a soft golden color. As the color gets brighter, her master calms down more and more from his night fit.
Hedwig hoots in happiness when her master begins resting peacefully.
If Harry did not know better, he would think the world was out to get him. But no, his werewolf uncle just happened to go into heat. And trust Harry Potter-Black when he tells you that walking into the kitchen to get breakfast only to catch your parental figures doing the nasty on the floor is not a way to start your day.
Now Harry is in his first class of the day, hungry, emotionally scarred, and he was in such a rush to leave the house he forgot to grab his backpack which has all his books and homework assignments.
Dropping his head onto his desk, Harry groans.
"What's wrong?" Kaoru questions as he picks imaginary lint from his uniform.
"Yeah, you don't like so hot." Hikaru states, lifting himself up off the ground and onto the table beside Harry's head.
Waving his hand blindly towards Hikaru, who is now trying to style the messy mop of hair, Harry groan-pouts. "You don't even want to know. It was horrible. Just know that I am now emotionally scarred. Hungry because I didn't have breakfast, and forgot my book bag at home so I don't even have my homework."
Hikaru and Kaoru blink. "Is that all?" They intone together.
Harry's emerald glare has no effect on the Hitachiin twins, but by Merlin he tries! "Yes that's all! How could it be worst? My life is over!"
Flopping his head back down onto the desk melodramatically Hikaru begins to laugh hysterically while Kaoru gently pets Harry's now style hair. "Don't worry Har-Bear. We will take care of it."
Harry was honestly scared.
Harry had a right to be scared. And he should not have spoken too soon about his day getting worst.
Not even ten minutes into class, Tamaki barged in with a full course breakfast, screaming "My Harry is starving! Starving! He needs food now!" I must help assist in feeding him so that I know he is getting all the food he needs!"
If Harry had never felt like part of the group, he did then. He was so embarrassed he was sure his wings were red, and that physically cannot even happen. But by Merlin Harry was sure Tamaki just managed to pull it off.
It was lunch and Harry was glad. He was able to pay for it, and quietly sneak back into the classroom with Haruhi.
"You know Harry, if you forgot breakfast, I always could have brought you something." Haruhi gently reminds her friend as she breaks apart he chop sticks.
Sighing, the Drakan looks at his best friend in regret. "After the stunt Tamaki pulled, I wish I would have."
Laughing, Haruhi picks up her sushi roll and quietly chews on it. "So, mind telling me what was so traumatizing that you left your house without your bag, or eating breakfast?"
Wrapping his wings around himself in comfort, Harry shudders. "I caught Remus and Sirius doing the dirty on the kitchen floor. My kitchen! Where I cook! I am going to have to spend so many hours in there sanitizing." The young Drakan whines.
Haruhi gaps, her mocha eyes wide, and her chopsticks hanging limply from her hands. It takes her a second to get over her shock, but when she does, she can't stop laughing. "Oh my god!"
"Yeah, yeah, yeah. Laugh it up. One day you'll walk in on Ranka."
That shut Haruhi up quick.