Happily Ever After

by Angel Nat-Chan

A conversation between both Harrys leads to an interesting idea...

Author's Note: Well, this is one of the longest fics I've ever written - that wasn't split into chapters. Warning! Contains a poly relationship (all male). Rated M just in case - as most of the slash is implied. I hope you'll give it a read regardless. Enjoy!

"So you're the new Harry," Harry Hook drawled as he approached the teenager who had appeared so mysteriously among them. He looked the slighter boy over, taking in his messy black hair and bright green eyes, before his gaze flicked over the rest of him. "I'm prettier," he declared with a smirk.

"Yeah," his companion agreed easily.

His guy-lined gaze narrowed. "I might be prettier, but you do know you're not ugly, right?" he demanded, his brogue becoming more pronounced with his agitation. The other teen licked his lips before he shook his head slowly. His eyes narrowed further. "I might have grown up on the Isle, but I know pretty," he growled, "and you're pretty."

"Thanks," Harry breathed, ducking his head shyly.

"What happened to you?"

His companion's smile turned rueful. "It's pathetic really."

"I grew up on the Isle, do you think I don't know pathetic?" he retorted sardonically.

He glanced around at those surrounding them and threw up a silencing charm. "No one will hear us now."

"Handy," he drawled. "So?"

"I had a crush on a guy," he murmured, averting his eyes. "A few years ago, I plucked up my courage to go and talk to him about it, maybe ask him out…" He glanced up from under his lashes and found the pirate's expression encouraging. "I overheard him and his cronies talking." He gripped onto his elbows. "Someone had said that I was attractive, and they…" He rubbed up and down his arms. "Well, the short version is that said person was blind or crazy," he finished softly.

"That's a load of bollocks," he declared, causing his companion to let out a startled laugh. "I think you need to prove the git wrong."

"And how would I do that?" he asked, lips curving up.

"By seducing every pretty boy in Auradon," he replied with a smirk. "I'd say girls too, but you wouldn't be interested in that, would you?"

"Not really," he replied. "They'd have to be willing."

"Obviously."

"And single," he added.

"Of course."

"And be that way inclined."

The pirate's head tilted. "Doesn't that follow with willing?"

He wrinkled his nose. "I know the angst it can cause when you're confused about your sexuality," he stated. "I think it's better if I stick to those that are aware and accepting of who they're attracted to."

"So you'll do it then?" he asked with a wicked smirk.

He tilted his head curiously as he gazed up at his pirate companion. "Does this mean you'd be interested in being my first conquest?" he asked softly.

"I'd be insulted if you didn't think of me first," he replied with a wicked smirk.

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Harry stretched his arms above his head, body languid and green eyes filled with satisfaction. "Feeling good?" his pirate companion drawled.

"Mm," he hummed in response. "I can see what the fuss is about sex now."

The taller teen's smirk turned predatory. "No one else has touched you?"

"Apart from a couple of snogs, no," he replied with a shrug. His companion's heated gaze travelled along his frame, causing him to shiver.

"I'm looking forward to teaching you all about sex," he drawled huskily.

"I know about it," he retorted. "My godfather made sure I understood the mechanics of it," he added with a shrug. "I've just never done any of it. Well, before now," he added shyly.

Harry tugged him into a heated kiss. "We've only just gotten started," he purred, hot breath fanning the slighter teen's kiss-bruised lips.

"Trying to scupper your own plan?" he breathed.

"Nah, just making sure you've got the experience to do whatever your future partners want…" he trailed off, smirk widening. "And ensuring you want to play with me again in the future."

"No fear on that one," he replied huskily. "I'd be disappointed if I didn't."

"Good," he cooed, closing the distance between the for another kiss, mind on everything else he could do to the jewel-eyed teen.

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Harry Potter sat in the grounds of Auradon Prep, head tilted back as he basked in the sun. "Taking in the rays?" Harry Hook drawled as he approached the slighter teen.

The green-eyed teen looked up at him with a smile, which widened as the pirate sprawled gracefully beside him. "Did it every chance I could at my old school. But then, there weren't as many opportunities. It got very cold, very quick," he stated with a shiver.

"Snow?"

"Mountains of it," he retorted, causing his companion to laugh.

"So, who are you thinking of setting your sights on next?"

"I don't know," he murmured. "There are a lot of pretty boys here, however most of them are in relationships. Well, except for Chad, but I do have some standards."

The pirate laughed wickedly. "I should hope so." He gazed at his companion for a moment. "What about Gil? He follows orders well."

"Does he now?" Harry asked, green eyes filled with mischief.

"Oh, I've never bedded him," he replied. "Just given him a lot of orders on the ship."

The slighter teen's expression turned thoughtful. "How would I even arrange that?"

"Leave that to me," he drawled.

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Both Harrys were curled up together on the pirate's bed. The taller teen's hand was gliding up and down the jewel-eyed teen's side. Gil opened the door. "Sorry!" he spoke immediately.

"No need to apologise," the first mate drawled as he gracefully rose. "I was about to leave anyway."

"Stay," Gil urged as he closed the door.

"You might change your mind about that in a bit," Harry drawled as he settled back down, "but all right."

Gil settled on the end of Harry's bed. "Did you want me for something?" he asked with a smile.

The wizard licked his lips. "How would you like to…get to know each other better?"

"Is Harry going to join us too?" he asked hopefully.

"I have no problem with that," the wizard spoke immediately. "Harry?"

"How could I turn down that offer?" he drawled smirk predatory.

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Harry stretched his arms above his head, stretching languidly, loving the feel of being sandwiched between two naked pirates. "You look like the cat that got the cream," the First Mate drawled.

"Why wouldn't I after that?" he retorted.

"We can do this again, can't we?" Gil asked in a soft voice.

"I'd love to," he replied instantly.

"There's just something you should know, Gil," the other pirate drawled.

"What?" he asked in a soft voice.

"Our Harry has a goal," he continued, looking eyes with the blonde over the slighter teen in between them. "To bed every pretty, single, willing boy in Auradon."

"Only if they're already aware that they're not straight," he added. Gil's brow furrowed. "It's not because you and Harry aren't enough for me," he hastened to soothe. "And I didn't just bed you because of that – or say yes just for more sex-" he came to an abrupt halt as the First Mate put a hand over his mouth.

"He'd already decided that Chad Charming was off the list, even if he fit the criteria," he stated.

"Yeah?" Gil asked with a bright smile.

Harry lifted his hand and the slightest teen nodded. "I've got some standards." His head tilted. "And I can't actually think of a single redeeming quality of his."

"But you can for us?" his partners asked in unison.

"Tons. Want me to list them?"

Gil shook his head shyly. "Who are you thinking of pursuing next?"

"I don't know. I've got a list of those I would talk to, if they fit my list, but I don't know if they do yet."

"Carlos has just broken up with Jane," Harry drawled.

"Oh yeah, I heard about that," Gil murmured. "They don't work as well as they seemed to, apparently."

"Maybe because Jane doesn't have a certain something between her legs."

"Harry!" the wizard scolded.

"What? I've seen the way his eyes have followed a pretty boy's figure."

"That doesn't mean he'd be willing."

"Well, you never know unless you try."

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Carlos let out a moan, clenching Harry's shoulders tight, before he collapsed against him. The wizard wrapped his arms around the white-haired waist, keeping him upright.

After a moment, Carlos straightened, happily remaining in Harry's lap. "What was that tingle?" he asked curiously.

"Magic," Harry spoke immediately, blushing at his companion's surprised expression. "In my world, we have spells for sex," he explained. "Just to help."

"Like?"

"Cleaning, lubrication, stretching, contraception," he listed. "There are more, but those are the main ones people use."

"Contraception?" he repeated. "You wouldn't need that would you? You prefer guys."

"Actually," he replied, licking his lips. "In my world, men can be pregnant," he stated. "Only magical ones. Or really, I suppose there only needs to be one magical partner, he'd just have to be the one to conceive."

"How does that even work?" he asked, head tilted curiously.

"I don't know if anyone really knows the particulars, it's just something to do with our magic making up for the lack of a womb." He blew out a breath. "Sorry for ruining the afterglow."

"It's okay, I love a puzzle," he replied with a grin. "Which spell did you use with me?"

"Cleaning," he admitted softly. "Though, I did use an extra lubrication charm on myself," he added with a shrug. "Didn't want to take any chances."

"Thanks. But how did you do a spell without talking?"

"It's something we learn, later in our education, the ability to cast spells non-verbally. And they don't rhyme in my world." His companion's eyebrows rose. "Well, none of the ones I've come across rhyme. It's mostly a lot of Latin."

"Can you-" he cut off as the door opened.

"Forgot to tell them not to come," Harry muttered as he magically tugged the blanket up to protect Carlos' modesty.

"Oh sorry, didn't realise we were interrupting," Harry drawled, eyes flicking over what he could see of Carlos' torso.

"Harry!" the wizard chided. "Eyes up. He didn't give you permission to ogle."

"Fine," he sighed.

"Would you like us to leave Carlos?" Gil asked, concerned.

The genius' eyes flicked between the three of them. "Please tell me I didn't help you to cheat," he groaned.

"They knew," the wizard assured. "Well, they didn't know I'd succeed, but they know I was going to approach you."

"Why on earth would you approach me, when you've got the two of them?"

The two Harry's eyes met. "I'm not the only one," the wizard remarked.

"Carlos," the First Mate growled, turning the white-haired teen's chin until their gazes met. "You are adorable, and anyone would be lucky to have you."

"What he said," Gil spoke, causing his companions to smile.

He nodded, and Harry released his chin. He turned his attention back to the teen whose lap he still straddled. "You still didn't answer my question."

He blew out a breath. "How many times am I going to have to say this?"

"You didn't tell Gil," Harry pointed out.

"That's right. Sorry," he spoke to the blonde.

"That's okay," he replied with a casual shrug.

"Sit down," Carlos urged the blonde pirate. "I've decided not to be embarrassed." Once Gil had settled on the bed too, he ordered, "Spill."

"A few years ago," he spoke, voice neutral. "I had a crush on a guy, and when I got up the guts to confess, well…he and his cronies basically said anyone who found me attractive was either blind or crazy."

"Ouch," Gil spoke in sympathy.

"That is-" Carlos started, furious. He blew out a breath. "Anyone who believes that is either blind or crazy," he spoke firmly.

"Thanks," he replied.

"Is that why…?" he glanced down.

"I realise it's a weird way to gain self-confidence," he murmured. "But I do have some standards, besides wanting a partner that's pretty, willing and not straight," he continued. "After all, I wouldn't touch Chad with a bargepole." His companions laughed softly. Carlos' expression turned shy. "What is it Carlos?" he asked softly.

"Would you be willing to turn your triad into a quartet?" he asked in a rush. "With me, obviously."

"That sounds good," Gil spoke with a bright smile.

"Harry?" the wizard prompted.

"The chance to get my hands on your pretty body, how could I resist?" he drawled. "What about you, our jewel-eyed beauty?"

"I'd like that," he breathed, stroking Carlos' cheek gently.

"Great," he spoke with a bright smile. "But do you have a nickname? Two Harrys is just going to be confusing."

"Prongslet," he stated. "My Dad was called Prongs in school."

"Oh, so like piglet?" Gil asked. He nodded. "Why does that make you sad?"

"My godfather called me it," he murmured. "I lost him a few years ago, before my thwarted confession, in case you were wondering."

"Sorry," Carlos murmured, cuddling close. Prongslet smiled as he wrapped his arms around the slighter teen.

"So, who is your next conquest going to be?" Harry drawled.

"Is three not enough?" Prongslet retorted.

"Do you think you're pretty yet?" he returned, and got a sigh in response.

"Who are the others on your list?" Gil asked. "The ones you'd approach if they'd meet your criteria?"

"Honestly, there are only two more – besides present company," he added.

Carlos pulled back and smiled. "Was I on the list?"

"Of course," he replied.

"So, who else is on it?" Harry drawled.

"Jay and Ben," he admitted. "But Ben is with Mal, and probably completely straight, not to mention Jay-"

"Jay's Bi," Carlos interrupted, then blushed. "And he's not seeing anyone," he added. "Despite what people think about him and Lonnie."

"Is that right?" Harry drawled.

"Do you wish he would have asked you, instead of us?" Gil asked softly.

"No," Carlos insisted, turning and wrapping his arms around the blonde pirate. Only to realise after, that he was exposing himself from the waist down.

Harry flicked the blanket back over him. "Only after you've given us permission to look," he answered the canine-loving teen's curious expression. "And it's all right to be attracted to him," he assured. "I'll admit he is lovely to look at."

"So, you'd sleep with him too, if you weren't sure he'd try and top you?" Prongslet retorted with a grin.

"Well, there is that," he drawled in reply.

"If you're not okay with this Carlos-" Prongslet began.

"It's okay," he replied. "I mean, if it wasn't for your goal, I wouldn't be with the three of you. If asking Jay makes you more confident, then I'm okay with that. And I really don't blame you," he added shyly.

"If you ever get the chance, Carlos," Gil remarked, "you should go for it." He startled.

"None of us would be upset with you, if you got the chance to sleep with someone you've always wanted, and you went for it," Harry drawled. He lifted a shoulder. "If Gil hadn't suggested the three of us together, I would have asked him after he and Harry had been together."

"All right," he breathed, then licked his lips. "You wanna…get to know each other better?"

"Of course we would," Harry purred.

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Jay stretched his arms above his head, showing his bare, glistening form to best advantage. He grinned as Prongslet's eyes followed the movement. "Not that I'm complaining, but why are we in my room not yours?"

"Because Harry, Gil and Carlos are in my room," he answered automatically.

The darker-skinned teen stilled. "Please tell me you haven't cheated on one of them with me."

"Actually, the four of us are in a relationship, and they know I'm here."

"Why would you feel the need to be with me, when you have the three of them?"

"Please tell me you don't have low self-esteem," he entreated.

"No," he replied slowly, "I'm just used to people just wanting me for my good looks and body." Prongslet opened his mouth, expression furious. "But you do, don't you?" he asked gently. The slighter teen blew out a breath and nodded. "Is that why…?" he trailed off and gestured between the two of them.

"Yes," he admitted. "But Jay, you are more than just a pretty face and good body," he spoke fervently. "You are cunning, loyal and smart."

"I'm no Carlos," he retorted.

"Okay, you're not a genius like Carlos, but that doesn't mean you're only street smart."

Jay smiled. "Thanks. Why?" he asked pointedly.

Prongslet rubbed his face with a huff. "This doesn't get any easier to admit, and I've been through worse since," he muttered. Jay waited patiently, expression encouraging. He gazed down at the mussed sheets. "A few years ago, I had a crush on a guy, and went I went to confess, I heard him and his cronies talking about me. Specifically about the fact they'd overheard someone say I was attractive…the short version, they said that person was either blind or crazy."

"In less flattering terms?" he guessed. Prongslet nodded and blinked when Jay lifted his chin. As his eyes flew to the other teen's, Jay kissed him softly. "You are a great catch, and if you weren't already in a relationship, I'd do my best to make you mine," he admitted.

"Jay-"

He silenced him with gentle fingers. "So how did you all get together?" he asked releasing Prongslet's chin.

He smiled warmly. "Seducing every pretty boy in Auradon was Harry's idea – though I did add restrictions," he added. "He was my first, and he arranged for me to get alone time with Gil. It was Gil's idea for the three of us to be together," he remarked. "And, um, well I wasn't expecting Carlos to be willing, so I didn't tell the two of them not to come to my room."

"Awkward," Jay spoke with a grin.

"Not as much as it could have been," he retorted. "At least we'd finished," he muttered. "It was Carlos who asked if we could be a quartet." Emotions flitted across Jay's expression. "What?"

"Would you be interested in adding me to your group?"

"I can't speak for everyone else, but I can ask," he answered warmly.

"Thanks," he spoke with a shy smile.

"Give me ten minutes," he spoke, rising and dressing with a thought, "then come to my room."

It was the quickest he'd ever made it to his new room. He let himself in, smiling at seeing the three of them on his bed. "It went well then, I take it?" Harry drawled.

"How'd you know?" he asked, head tilted curiously.

"The spring in your step," the First Mate replied.

"You're more relaxed," Carlos chimed in.

"You're happier," Gil added.

"Good to know," Prongslet murmured, kicking off his shoes and sliding onto the bed. "I've got a question," he stated.

"You really don't do subtle," Harry drawled.

"I have no talent with it, so I just don't bother," he answered with a shrug. "Can I?" Harry gestured theatrically for him to go ahead, causing him to smile. "How would you feel about Jay joining us? Our relationship," he added.

"As if I'd turn down the chance," he drawled in response. "You'd be willing, wouldn't you Carlos?"

"Yes," he breathed, blushing.

"Gil?" Prongslet asked.

"Yeah," he replied with a bright smile. "What about you?"

"I'd be more than willing," he replied easily.

"Why do you always wait until last?" Gil asked.

"Because it needs to be a joint decision, and I don't want anyone to agree just to boost my self-confidence."

"As if we'd touch anyone if we weren't willing," Harry drawled, closing the distance between them so he could kiss the thought from their jewel-eyed beauty's head.

Prongslet blinked as the pirate pulled back with a smirk. "You're not going to aggravate Jay are you Harry?" he asked in concern. "He's going to be here any minute."

"I've got to have some fun," he drawled. Prongslet caught hold of the First Mate's right wrist and lifted his hook until it was level his mouth. He met the pirate's gaze solidly as he licked the metal. The pirate swallowed hard. He sucked the end into his mouth, and Harry shivered. "Whatever you want dear," he spoke breathily, voice worshipful.

"Huh," Carlos breathed. "Who knew that was what it took to make Harry behave?"

Prongslet withdrew, careful not to cut himself on the sharp point. "Am I the only one that found that hot?" Gil asked.

"Absolutely not," Harry drawled.

"Uh-uh," Carlos murmured, eyes rivetted on the two brunets.

"What are you thinking, jewel-eyed beauty?" Harry drawled, cupping the slighter teen's cheek gently, unconsciously ensuring he didn't block his companions' view.

"I don't think I should answer that," he murmured.

"Why not?" Gil asked.

"It'll ruin the mood," he stated, voice soft.

"Say it anyway," Harry encouraged with a grin.

"That I should have licked a few wands back home," he admitted, lifting a shoulder in a shrug.

Harry laughed wickedly and the door opened slowly. Jay poked his head around the door. "Am I welcome?" he asked softly.

Harry dropped his hand and turned to the new arrival with a welcoming smile. "Join us," he invited.

"You're being nice," he retorted, kicking off his shoes before he climbed onto the bed.

"Prongslet found the perfect way to make Harry behave," Gil remarked.

"Prongslet?"

"Two Harrys is confusing, so we have Harry – Hook – and Prongslet," Carlos informed. "Makes things much easier."

"Makes sense," he murmured. "How does this work?"

"It's not just sex," Carlos stated.

"There's cuddling too," Gil added.

"Lots," Prongslet agreed with a happy sigh.

"Our jewel-eyed beauty enjoys touch," Harry drawled. "Sexual or otherwise."

"Good to know." His eyes flicked from one face to another. "Are you all okay with this? I don't want to ruin what you've got going."

"We all agreed," Carlos stated, ducking his head with a blush when Jay turned in his direction.

Prongslet tugged the white-haired teen into a cuddle he snuggled into. "We made sure everyone was willing," he spoke. "Like you said, we wouldn't want to ruin what we have by pressuring someone into something they didn't want."

"How far have you got left on your goal?"

Harry grinned wickedly. "He neglected to share his list, didn't he?" he drawled. Jay blinked.

"I'll say it," Prongslet spoke quickly. "I said I added restrictions – single, willing and not straight – but I actually made a mental list of those that I'd be interested in pursuing if they fit the criteria." Jay nodded, expression encouraging. "Other than those in this room, there's only one other person," he stated. "Ben."

"Well, you aim high," he murmured, "and I can't blame you."

"Our King is pretty," Harry agreed, his brogue deepening.

"Something you want to share Harry?" Carlos asked with a teasing grin.

"Is there something you want to share?" he countered, causing the white-haired teen to blush.

"What am I missing?" Jay asked.

"Harry," Prongslet spoke with a warning.

"I wasn't going to say it," he stated with a pout.

"Before we go any further, I think there's something we should discuss," Prongslet stated, smiling when they each focussed their attention upon him with encouraging expressions. "You're all welcome here whenever you want," he invited. "And I think we should agree that it's okay for anyone in the group to have time alone, either by themselves or with a specific member of the group, if they want to."

"That goes without saying," Harry drawled.

"But how do you get time alone, if we're all invited here?" Gil asked, brow scrunched adorably.

"I won't want it," he answered immediately. Carlos nuzzled him, causing him to smile.

"Now we've gotten that part out of the way," Harry drawled, "how about we all get to know Jay better?"

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Prongslet knocked on the door of Ben's office tentatively. "Come in!" He slipped in and closed the door after himself. "Harry, hey," he greeted. "Sorry I haven't really had the time to hang out."

"It's okay," he reassured with a smile. "You're busy," he added shrugging.

"I'm glad you've formed a close friendship with Harry, Gil, Jay and Carlos," he spoke sincerely.

"It's more than that," he murmured.

Ben's smile remained just as warm. "You didn't want to speak to me about that, so what's on your mind?"

The raven licked his lips. "I know what it's like to be the focus of everyone's attention, to have them pounce on the slightest mistake," he stated, voice carefully neutral. "I just wanted you to know, that if you want to talk to someone who gets it, I'm here."

"Thank you," he replied, laying his hand over the wizard's. "I really appreciate it."

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"I thought you wanted single," Harry drawled, causing Prongslet to blush.

"Harry," he hissed. "I wasn't-"

The First Mate silenced him with a kiss and wrapped an arm around his waist. "Just teasing," he murmured as he pulled back.

"Sorry," he spoke ducking his head. "I'm used to people being critical."

He raised the slighter teen's chin. "Don't worry, jewel-eyed beauty, you'll get used to us being supportive." Prongslet opened his mouth, then tilted his head, expression considering. "What is it?"

"Don't you feel that?" he murmured as he was drawn across the grass, aware of Harry and several others were following him.

A flash of golden light appeared. When it cleared, Fred and George were grinning at him. They pulled the startled brunet into a fierce hug. "What are you doing here?" he demanded.

"Life was boring without you, little brother," they stated as they released him.

"What about your Mum?"

"She's glad we're going to be looking out for you," they replied easily.

"But-"

"As if-" Fred began.

"We could-" George continued.

"Be anywhere else," they finished, causing him to smile. Their eyes left him and caught on Uma. "If you'll excuse us little brother," they spoke with wicked grins, "we've just seen our future."

He turned and watched, amused, as they strode confidently to Uma and knelt at her feet. "Did they just-" Gil began.

"They did," Harry drawled. "Serious balls on those two. Or do they not know who she is?"

"They might not know, but they suspect," Prongslet informed. "That's why they're drawn to her. She's a kick-ass, confident, and protects her own. The only things that could make her more of a perfect girl for them, would be if she has a mischievous side too."

"She does," the pirates replied in unison.

"Even better," he replied with a smile.

"Little brother?" Harry drawled.

Prongslet grinned. "Yeah."

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Gil stretched out on Prongslet's enlarged bed. "You're happier now," he murmured.

The brunet settled beside him. "I am," he agreed, smiling when the blonde tugged him into a hug.

"You missed them."

"I did, and it never occurred to me that they would join me here."

"As if we could be in a world without you little brother," they spoke from the doorway.

"I didn't think you'd want to be a in a world without your Mum," he countered.

They settled on the bottom of his bed. "She was the one who spoke to us," they stated, causing the brunet to blink. "She knew before we did, that we were going to follow you, and since she knew you were still alive, she had no qualms. She's happy to know you've got someone in your corner."

He linked fingers with Gil. "I had four before you got here."

They smiled warmly. "Even if we would have known that, we would have still come."

"Good," Harry drawled from the doorway. Prongslet turned to him with a smile.

"Going to introduce us little brother?"

He nodded absently as Harry stalked over to the bed and kissed the brunet hello. "Where are Jay and Carlos?" he breathed.

"They'll be a while," he drawled with a smirk.

"What did you do?" he demanded.

His smirk widened. "I let slip to Jay that Carlos has a crush on him."

"Harry!" Prongslet and Gil spoke in unison.

He lifted a negligent shoulder. "We all knew, why shouldn't he?" The twins started laughing. "What?"

"We're going to like you," they stated grinning.

Prongslet smiled. "This is Gil and Harry," he introduced. "This is Fred and George," he stated, gesturing to the correct twin.

"Don't worry if you can't tell us apart," they spoke grinning. "Most can't."

"How do you, jewel-eyed beauty?" Harry drawled. He shrugged.

"We're curious about that too, little brother," the twins spoke.

"I just know," he replied. "Even when you switch."

"They switch?" Gil asked.

Prongslet nodded with a grin. "All the time. When I first saw them, their Mum said 'you next Fred'-"

"'He's not Fred, I am'," George spoke with a grin.

"'Honestly woman, you call yourself our mother'," Fred continued.

"'Sorry George,'" Prongslet continued.

"'Just kidding, I am Fred," Fred finished.

"Your own Mum?" Harry asked with an amused smirk.

"Couldn't she tell you apart?" Gil asked curiously.

"Actually, she was always right, she just second-guessed herself whenever we switched."

"No matter how many times you did it," Prongslet retorted.

"Most don't trust their instincts little brother." He tilted his head in concession. "Anything you want to share, now we're somewhere private?"

"Our spells work here," he stated. "I've done wordless…"

"And?" they prompted.

"And I'm not sure if it'll count as wandless or not," he spoke, tilting his hand.

"You've got it on you, but you're not brandishing it."

"Exactly. I haven't really thought about it, if I wanted to use a spell, I just cast it," he remarked with a shrug.

"We'll probably experiment," they stated as they rose.

"I know you'll share your findings," he replied with a smile. "Got a date?"

"Not yet," they replied grinning. "Doug and Evie are going through some of the classes with us."

"It'll be nice being in the same year as you," he murmured.

They grinned. "If you need us-"

"I'll contact you," he promised. They closed the door quietly after themselves.

"Do they have a phone already?" Gil asked.

"I don't know," Prongslet murmured, snuggling into the blonde's embrace. "I've got another way to contact them, if I need to."

"Telepathy?" Harry drawled.

"No," the wizard replied. "Good a time as any to try advanced magic," he murmured as he straightened. A second later his stag Patronus burst into being.

"What is that?" Harry drawled in wonder.

"My Patronus," he replied. "It's a defence against a monster from my world, but it can be used to relay messages too."

"Is it always a stag?" Gil asked.

"For me. The animal reflects the caster."

"Why are you sad?"

"What is that?" Jay breathed in wonder and he and Carlos entered. Harry opened his mouth, and Prongslet jabbed him in the side and he abruptly shut it. Jay noticed and grinned at them.

"Are you doing this Prongslet?" Carlos asked, taking in the details of the spectral stag.

"Yes," he replied, smile wry.

"Why does it make you sad?" Gil asked softly as the Patronus faded from view.

"Like so many memories from my world, it's bittersweet," he stated, watching as Jay and Carlos kicked off their shoes and settled opposite the trio on the bed.

"Tell us," Jay urged.

"It'll take a while if I do it properly," he warned.

"We don't have anywhere we need to be," Harry drawled, wrapping an arm around his waist.

He smiled and leant into the touch. "Okay…"

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"Harry," Fairy Godmother greeted with a smile, as she gestured for the teen to take a seat.

"Fairy godmother," he replied warmly as he did so.

"There is a matter I wish to discuss with you," she stated. He nodded, curious. "I wanted to give you the time to settle, before I brought this up." He nodded once more. "You were not the first to come to our world," she stated. He blinked. "I realise that just because you are from the same world, does not mean that you know him, however-"

"I'll go," he interrupted.

"Are you sure?" she asked in concern.

He nodded rapidly. "I know who I think it is," he stated. "And I need to know, either way."

"Very well, I have arranged for transportation for you."

HPDDHPDD

"He isn't dead," Dr Merryweather assured Prongslet before she opened the door. She led the teen into the room, where the single occupant lay still upon the bed. "Sirius," the teen spoke, his voice hitching. He froze.

There was a polite knock on the door and Prongslet bit down hard on his bottom lip while Dr Merryweather opened it. He couldn't cry, not now. "King Ben?" she spoke, voice surprised.

"There are some people here that are concerned about him," he spoke, voice respectful and soft.

"Of course," she replied, stepping back from the door.

Prongslet turned and had to fight back a fresh wave of tears as not only Ben, but Harry, Gil, Carlos and Jay entered the room. "Oh, jewel-eyed beauty," Harry murmured as he stalked over to their wizard's side. "Come here," he urged.

He shook his head. "If I do, I'll cry," he spoke, voice filled with tears. "I don't cry."

"Maybe you should," Jay replied, voice gentle.

"Let it out," Harry urged, tugging Prongslet's face against his chest. The wizard remained stiff until the First Mate stroked his hair gently. Tension began to leave his frame, and his breath hitched. Gil and Carlos each linked their fingers with one of his hands, while Jay lay a comforting hand on the back of his neck. He stopped fighting and let it out.

After several moments, his tears slowed. He took a deep breath and pulled back, drying his face and Harry's shirt with a thought. "He's not dead?" he checked with Dr Merryweather.

"Yeah, he's in an enchanted sleep," Hades drawled from the doorway. "Harry James Potter," he spoke, voice deepening with power, "come with me."

He slipped from the touch of his lovers with a reassuring smile and followed the God to another room, this one vacant of people. "You follow orders well," he remarked as he closed the door behind them.

His expression thoughtful, he nodded. "Have a tendency to break rules though," he murmured. "If I can see a benefit to it."

His companion chuckled. "Before we start, I want to clear something up," he stated, noting that the teen's expression remained only curious. "Whatever they might have told you in your world, by doing this, you won't lose any power or gifts," he spoke firmly. "The only loss will be the connection you share with the parasitic soul that latched itself to yours."

"He's dead now anyway," he murmured as he processed. "It's all mine?"

"Do you really think you would have kept anything of his after he died?" he asked, voice gentle.

"You have a point," he murmured.

"If anything, having such a connection would have limited your power, not boosted it." His expression turned fierce. "I'm the Lord of the Underworld, I know souls."

"Never doubted it," he replied easily, holding up his hands placatingly.

"Had to deal with a few hot tempers?" he asked in amusement.

He nodded. "Got one too," he added with a grin. The God's eyebrows rose. "My Mum was a redhead, and I inherited her temper," he answered, lifting a negligent shoulder.

A chuckle from his companion. "I think I'm going to like you," he murmured as he pulled his Ember from his pocket.

"I thought you gave that back to Mal?" he murmured, blinking.

"I did, when I thought I'd be stuck back on the Isle. Not like it would have done me any good there," he muttered. "When she brought down the barrier, she gave it back."

"She can call you if it's power is ever needed," he remarked.

"Exactly," he spoke, before becoming serious. "You better close your eyes." The teen did so. Prongslet stilled as he felt the God's power wash over him in a pleasantly warm tingle. He let out a relived sigh as his soul was whole once more.

The power receded and he opened his eyes. "I didn't realise what a weight that was, until it was gone," he murmured in awe. "Thank you."

He lifted a negligent shoulder. "Don't like to see damaged souls," he spoke offhandedly. "People don't realise how actions can damage them."

"Is it possible to heal damage without your interference?" he asked curiously.

"Yes, but it's much harder, and it takes longer," he added absently. "Your godfather is in an enchanted sleep," he stated.

"How-" he cut off. "Soul thing?" he guessed.

"You would be amazed what you can learn about a person from their soul," he replied with a smile. "So, he can be woken with True Love's Kiss," he stated. "People like to focus on the romantic, but all that's required is that you know the other person for all of their flaws, and love them anyway," he stated. "What do you think, do you love him like that?"

"I hope so," he murmured. "Is he okay to be woken?" he asked in a soft voice. "He was dying when he came here."

"That's why he was put into it," he stated. "The docs were happy about it, gave them the chance to heal him the longer way. It takes less of a toll on the body and mind to do it gradually – but they don't always have the chance." He nodded his understanding. "Ready?"

"As I'll ever be," he breathed then squared his shoulders.

He missed the approving look from the God before his companion turned and led him back to his godfather's room. He smiled at his lovers and Ben, before he settled at his godfather's side. "I really hope this works, Pads," he murmured and leant down, kissing his godfather's cheek.

"As if it wouldn't," he retorted with a smile as he sat up.

"Sirius!" Prongslet cried. Both moved at once, and caught the other in a fierce embrace. "I'm sorry," he breathed. "I'm so sorry."

"You have nothing to be sorry for," he stated, stroking his godson's hair gently. "I don't regret a thing."

Prongslet pulled back, expression furious. "You left me!" he hissed, jabbing his godfather in the chest. "Bloody showboating!" he continued fervently.

"All right, I was in the wrong on that one," he admitted sheepishly.

"Don't do it again," he ordered with a scowl.

"I won't promise not to wilfully go into danger to protect you," he stated. "But I will do my best to put you first, to balance danger with caution," he continued.

His godson huffed. "I expect you to be around for decades yet," he stated, pointing a finger at his companion. "I want you to be in my future children's lives, maybe even grandchildren."

"I'll do my best," he replied with a smile. He stroked his hair gently. "You inherited more than just your eyes from your Mum," he remarked with a warm smile. "She would have taken me to task too," he added, causing his godson to smile. "Forgive me?"

He wanted several seconds before he nodded. He froze as he remembered they had company. Sirius grinned at him, before turning his attention to the others in the room curiously. Dr Merryweather stepped forward. "There are a few tests we want to run, and then you will be free to leave."

Sirius gave Prongslet another squeeze, before he released him. "Then shall we?" he asked as he rose from the bed. He dutifully followed her from the room, Hades following the pair.

Prongslet watched them for a moment before he rose and leant against the end of the bed. Ben's expression was curious. "Ask," he prompted.

"Do you feel guilty about him coming here?" He nodded. "Why?"

"Because it was my fault," he stated without emotion. "I was tricked into believing that he was being held, tortured, in a location. Not only did I go, but several of my classmates joined me. It was a trap, and we all had to fight for our lives against better trained people. Sirius was among the group that came to rescue us. He got into a duel with his cousin, and she got a curse through his guard. He was dying as he fell through The Veil," he spoke, voice and expression haunted. He shook himself. "At the time, we thought going through killed you, but he was still dying as he came here."

"You shouldn't feel guilty about that," Ben spoke fervently as he placed a hand over the wizard's. Prongslet opened his mouth. "Just ask yourself this: if you hadn't gone, and he truly was in danger, would you have ever forgiven yourself?"

"No," he admitted, giving the other teen's hand a squeeze.

"Well then," he replied with a smile as he lifted his hand.

He blew out a breath. "I see your point, but it'll probably take me awhile to let go of it," he stated. "Finding myself to blame is easy, letting go of the guilt is harder."

"I know," he replied with a smile.

"Thank you," he spoke with feeling, then turned his attention to his lovers. "Thank you for being here," he murmured.

"As if we'd be anywhere else," Harry drawled. Agreements came from everyone.

"You've got your godfather back," Carlos spoke with a grin.

"Yeah," he breathed with a warm smile filled with wonder.

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Prongslet knocked on the door of Ben's office, and was soon ushered inside. "Hey," the King greeted.

"Hi," he replied warmly as he settled on a chair.

"Everything okay?"

"With me," he replied easily. "Noticed you were a bit off," he elaborated.

"Ah," he breathed.

"Is it about yesterday?"

"Yes and no," he answered slowly.

"Okay, you're like me in that you're the type to obsess, so I'll just say it," he spoke in a rush. Ben blinked and nodded. "I'm not upset that you brought the guys yesterday, nor that you were there," he stated.

"I would have thought the latter would bother you." He shook his head. "Why?"

"You're one of mine," he stated, then pulled a face.

"Can you explain that?" he asked gently.

"Nothing to do with danger – you may have figured out that I'm the type to help anyone," he began, lips curving upward as his companion nodded. "I have a list of people, that if they called me saying they needed me, I would drop whatever I was doing and go," he spoke with a shrug.

"How many are on your list from your world?"

His head tilted. "Fred and George, their parents and siblings – including one of my best friends – my other best friend Hermione, Neville, Luna, Professor McGonagall and Hagrid," he listed, counting on his fingers. "So thirteen."

"And here?" he asked curiously.

"I'm counting Fred and George again – since they're here now – Harry, Gil, Carlos, Jay, Mal, Evie, Doug, Uma, you, and possibly Fairy Godmother."

"Possibly?"

"It would depend on if I was doing something with one of the other people on the list, and what it was. But other than that, I would," he replied with a shrug.

"You didn't mention your godfather," he spoke gently.

Prongslet ducked his head. "Still not used to having him back. Actually, I'd have to add Hades into the same category as Fairy Godmother," he mused.

"Most of your list are those from the Isle," he murmured.

"I've got a soft spot for misfits," he stated, "although that's not surprising."

"Why?"

"Because I was one?"

Ben smiled. "I wouldn't know that," he pointed out and Prongslet blushed. "I wasn't trying-"

"I know," he interrupted. He regarded the other teen for a moment. "What's really wrong?"

Ben sighed. "When I saw all of you yesterday…"

"You realised you're not in love with Mal?" he guessed, voice gentle.

"Yes," he groaned. "I love her, but not like that."

Prongslet nodded sagely. "I've been there."

"You have?"

He nodded again. "Dated my best friend's little sister," he stated, causing his companion to blink. "We spent some time apart and I realised my interest lay in becoming an 'official' part of his family, maybe with a bit of following in my father's footsteps by marrying a redhead with a temper," he added with a shrug.

"What did you do?"

"First chance I got, I talked it out with her."

He braced. "And how did that go?"

"Well," he stated. Ben blinked and Prongslet smiled. "She had realised we didn't work that way, and was just waiting for me to figure it out too." He met Ben's gaze solemnly. "I can't guarantee that the same thing will happen for you…"

"But I've got to talk to Mal," he spoke with a slight sigh.

The raven nodded again and squeezed his hand gently. "Let me know if you want company after," he offered.

"I would have thought you have plans," Ben murmured.

"Nothing that can't be changed," he assured with a smile.

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Prongslet was let into Ben's room by the King, and he bit back a smile. "That bad?"

He blew out a breath. "It was kinda anticlimactic actually," he responded as he closed the door.

"Then what's with the face?" the wizard asked as he kicked off his shoes and settled on Ben's bed.

"Because I can't stop feeling guilty," he replied in a rush, as he plonked down on his bed. "I mean, what's the kingdom-"

"It will be impressed that you were brave enough to face the truth, rather than just continue on with the easier lie," he stated. Ben blinked. "You live in the land of fairy tales, no one will accept anything short of your happily ever after," he pointed out.

"For both of us," he murmured. He blew out another breath. "Thanks."

"You're welcome," he replied with a smile.

"Who did you go to?" Prongslet's expression turned curious. "After your break-up?"

"Fred and George," he spoke with a smile. "Even though she was their little sister, I knew they wouldn't be weird." He shrugged. "They've thought me as their little brother since I was twelve."

"So if anything, the thought of you marrying their little sister would be weird."

He hummed. "Hadn't thought of that. It was probably a good thing we didn't date until after they'd left school." His head tilted. "Come to think of it…" he trailed off.

"Please," Ben urged, "tell me."

"Okay, Fred and George have always been supportive to me, in their own way. Not targeting me for their pranks – ever – and giving me a ribbing when I joined the House team – the same way they would have for anyone else. They were overt with me, but often helping subtly too." Ben's expression remained encouraging. "Distracting people with their merchandise in the moments when people had turned against me, things like that. But, they were aware that I was attempting to date Cho, and deliberately spoke to me about prank ideas when she was hovering so that we'd be alone."

"Why would they do that?"

"Probably because they knew my heart wasn't in it," he mused. He lifted a shoulder. "Everyone was having crushes, and she was also on her House team," he added with another shrug. "And Ginny, well she'd had a crush on me for years, and like I said, subconsciously I was driven by other things. I'm really glad I didn't get any further than kissing," he admitted. Emotions flitted across his face. "Then again, I probably would have realised my reactions weren't what they should have been, if it had gone further than that."

"You really do share well."

Prongslet blew out a breath. "I'm used to everyone knowing my private life, but like I said, you're one of mine."

It was Ben's turn to let out a breath. "Since we were so honest with me, it's only fair I do the same. I just hope things don't get weird after," he spoke in a rush. The raven blinked before nodding. "It wasn't just that I saw all of you together and realised I wasn't in love with Mal," he stated, several emotions flicking across his face. "That is true, but when you were upset, I wished that I could have been able to help comfort you. With that urge such a driving force, I realised that I feel more than just friendship for you," he finished with a sigh of relief.

"Was that a bit confusing for you?"

"Not really, I'm Bi," he stated. He shrugged. "I might have only had relationships with girls, but I've known for years that I'm Bi." Prongslet stilled. "What?"

He blushed. "Well, ah, this is never easy to explain." He sighed. "Our poly relationship came from a conversation I had with Harry when we first met." He pulled a face. "I told him about an incident that happened – before my two relationships," he clarified. Ben nodded, expression encouraging. "I had a crush on a guy – my school rival actually – and I'd plucked up the courage to confess my feelings, and overheard him talking with his cronies…" He licked his lips. "They had heard someone say that I was attractive, and the short version is that they declared that anyone who thought so was blind or insane."

"What?!" Ben growled.

Prongslet ducked his head. "Thanks," he murmured. "Anyway, after I told Harry, he suggested that the best way to prove to him – and myself – that he was wrong was to seduce every pretty boy in Auradon. I added stipulations," he hastened to add. "Willing, single and not straight."

"Didn't want to have to deal with the confusion?" Ben asked with a smile.

He nodded profusely. "I'm selfish enough not to want to deal with that drama for a casual liaison. Not that any of them remained casual."

"Do you mind telling me how it came about?"

Prongslet shook his head, eyes on the bedspread. "Well, Harry was the first, and then he arranged for me to see Gil in private. It was Gil's choice for the three of us to be together, and asked after if we could continue it. I was then with Carlos, and he asked to join us. The same thing happened with Jay," he stated, eyes flicking up briefly before averting once more.

"There's something you're not telling me."

He sighed. "Before Jay, I admitted that I had a mental list of guys that I'd like to be with, if they fit my criteria. I do have standards, I wouldn't touch Chad with a barge pole," he added, causing Ben to grin. "The list includes each guy I'm dating and…"

"Me?" Ben guessed. Prongslet nodded. "I won't ask you to cheat," he stated.

"I kind of have permission," he admitted with a blush. "We talk out everything – it's how we work so well – and they all agreed that they had no problem with it, if it ever came up."

"Would you have been with any of the others, if you hadn't had permission, even encouragement?" he asked curiously. Prongslet shook his head vehemently. "I figured you were loyal," he spoke complimentarily. Ben tipped up Prongslet's chin until the wizard met his gaze. "You are enchanting, and it would be an honour, a pleasure and a privilege to be intimate with you."

Prongslet blushed and tugged Ben into a kiss.

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Ben lay on his back with Prongslet sprawled on his chest, both naked and covered in a sheen of sweat. The wizard practically purred as Ben stroked up and down his back. Ben's hand paused before he resumed stroking. "What is it?" Prongslet murmured.

"I don't want to ruin the moment," he answered softly.

Prongslet shifted so that he was on his side facing Ben, still touching. "I'm used to talking things out in the afterglow," he remarked with an easy smile. "Ask."

Ben blew out a breath before meeting the wizard's gaze earnestly. "Would you please ask if the others are willing to let me join your relationship? They don't have to feel obligated to do so because I'm your King, and I would completely understand if they're not willing. But if not, would you ask if they'd be willing to let you join me occasionally?" he asked in a rush. "I really want a repeat of this," he added sheepishly.

"So do I," he replied honestly as he rose, cleaning himself with a thought. "Of course I'll ask," he answered as he dressed swiftly.

"You've had practise doing that," Ben murmured, as the wizard was dressed in seconds.

"I had four dormmates at my old school – you learned to dress quick," he added with a negligent shrug. With a warm smile, he leant down and kissed Ben sweetly. "Talk to you soon," he promised as slipped from the room.

"Well now," Harry drawled as Prongslet entered. "Accomplished your list, have you?" Prongslet nodded with a blush, a pleased smile on his lips.

"It was good then?" Jay asked with a grin.

"Yeah," he replied with a grin as he kicked off his shoes and slid onto the bed. He kissed Carlos hello and cuddled close to Gil. He regarded the blonde's expression for a second before he kissed him too.

"Where's mine?" Jay retorted. Prongslet crooked his finger and the darker-skinned teen closed the distance between them to claim his own kiss. He'd barely retreated before Harry pressed close, claiming their wizard's mouth.

"Miss me?" he asked breathily.

"Of course," the First Mate drawled. "What's on your mind?" he prompted.

He grinned. "I actually think it'd be better if you heard it for yourself," he stated. With a flex of his magic, Ben's request filled the air, including his sheepish last statement.

"No wonder the two of you get on so well," Carlos murmured.

"We do have a few traits in common," he acknowledged. "So?"

"How adorable," Harry drawled. "Was he blushing?"

"Yes?"

Jay grinned and shared a look with the First Mate. "Want to see how far down we can make his blush go?" he asked with a wicked grin.

"Definitely," he purred wickedly. "Gil?"

"Ben's nice, and cute," he added with a shrug.

"Carlos?" Prongslet asked.

His smile turned shy. "I'd like to."

"And we know you'd be willing," Jay spoke with a grin, which widened at their wizard's blush. "That good then?" He licked his lips and nodded.

"No time like the present," Harry drawled. "Invite our King to join us," he urged. Prongslet dug his phone out of his pocket and sent Ben a text.

It was only a few minutes before there was a knock on the door. "Come in!" Prongslet called.

Ben slipped in and closed the door softly behind him. "Am I welcome?"

"Very much so," Harry drawled.

"Come join us," Jay tempted, patting the bed for emphasis.

The King slipped off his shoes and crawled onto the bed. "How does this work?"

"We hang out a lot," Gil stated.

"Lots of innocent touches," Carlos added.

"And whenever someone has a need, there's always someone willing to sate it," Harry drawled, smirking at the numerous shivered he elicited.

"You'll find Prongslet is practically insatiable," Jay remarked with a wicked grin.

"Prongslet?"

"Two Harrys would just be confusing," Carlos elaborated while their wizard raised his hand.

"Insatiable?" he asked curiously, blushing hard.

"He'd be ready to go again now," Harry drawled, "wouldn't you, jewel-eyed beauty?" Prongslet blushed and nodded.

Jay grinned. "I really want to see how far down both of their blushes have gone," he purred wickedly. "What about you Harry?"

"Sounds like fun," he purred. "And after that, we can…get to know our King better."

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"Five lovers, you really do take after me," Sirius spoke with a grin as he squeezed Prongslet's shoulders.

"The difference being that all of mine are aware of each other," he retorted.

"Hey, I never cheated!" he insisted. "Might not have left long between relationships, but I never cheated. Threesomes don't count, both parties are aware and willing," he added.

Prongslet smiled, and leant into the embrace. "There's something I'm curious about."

"Ask," he urged.

"Did Hades heal your soul?"

Sirius' smile was warm. "Yes," he replied.

Prongslet licked his lips and shifted so that they could meet gazes. "I know you're making me your first priority, and that's great," he spoke earnestly. "But I still want you to go after your own happiness," he insisted. "I mean, you'll have to deal with the fact he already has kids, one of whom is half-Fae and can turn into a dragon on command."

"As long as I don't break her Dad's heart, I'll be safe from being roasted," he retorted, then grinned. "How did you know?"

"The way you smile whenever he comes up in conversation," he replied with a smile. He lifted a shoulder. "Maybe the reason you never married in our world, was because your happily ever after was waiting for you here."

"And what about you?" he asked.

Prongslet blushed. "We all care about each other and they make me happy," he stated. "I don't know that it's love yet, but that's enough to start a relationship right?"

"Of course," Harry drawled from the doorway. Prongslet blushed. "Don't worry, jewel-eyed beauty, none of us are looking for the L word yet," he drawled as he sauntered over to the bed. His eyes met Sirius'. "Am I welcome?"

"Of course," he replied with a grin. "I don't mind PDAs, but skip the intimate moments."

"I might be dramatic, but I'm not an exhibitionist," Harry drawled as he slid onto the bed. He leant forward and kissed Prongslet sweetly. The wizard licked his lips as the First Mate pulled back. "Hello, jewel-eyed beauty," he drawled.

"Hello Harry," he breathed.

He pulled back a respectable distance and settled opposite the pair. "Hades?" he asked with a grin. "Pretty ballsy."

Sirius grinned. "What's life without a little risk?"

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"So your godfather and Hades?" Gil remarked, his head tilted curiously.

"That could work, maybe," Jay remarked.

"I can see it working," Prongslet remarked. He lifted his shoulder. "It gives him something else to do with his time, and somewhere else to go when Fred and George win over Uma."

"Wait," Carlos spoke, becoming the focus of the wizard's attention. "There's several things..."

"Shall I guess?" Prongslet asked with a smile. The white-haired teen nodded. "Yes, I am sure that Fred and George will win Uma over, eventually. She is the perfect girl for them, and Fate wouldn't be cruel as to not make them perfect for her," he explained with a small smile. "Right now, Sirius is bunking over with the twins, so that we have the chance to be intimate before we sleep," he remarked slowly with a grin.

"How considerate," Harry drawled with a wicked grin.

"You can count on Sirius not to be a cockblocker, as long as he approves of the partner," he retorted, causing Jay and Harry to guffaw, Gil to giggle, and Ben and Carlos to splutter. "Right, back to the point, I'm assuming the other thing you were curious about, is what he does with his time?" Carlos cleared his throat and nodded. "Well, he hangs out with me when I'm free, does the same with the twins, he has been known to peruse the library, and of course he attends my classes."

"What?!" all his companions responded.

"Didn't you think it was strange that a dog started following me to every class at the same time that Sirius came to Campus with us?" he asked curiously.

"Oh, is that his Padfoot form?" Carlos asked. Harry nodded with a smile. "He's huge!" He lifted his shoulder in a shrug. "He doesn't have fleas, does he?"

"I certainly hope not," he replied with an amused smile.

"Pretty sneaky way to attend classes," Jay remarked.

"He knew as much on the subjects as the twins did, but it's one thing for the school to allow Fred and George to attend – at a couple of years older than typical graduating age – and doing the same for Sirius. Now, if they had adult classes, I'm pretty sure he'd sign up in a heartbeat, but until that time, he's sneaking along to my classes."

"That's actually a good idea," Ben murmured. "I'll discuss it with Fairy Godmother."

"Why?" Gil asked curiously.

"Because Sirius can't be the only adult whose education was a bit lacking, who also wants to change that. And everyone deserves the chance to have a decent education, not just our generation, but those older too."

"Am I the only one who finds that hot?" Carlos asked, then blushed. Prongslet and Gil shook their heads. Harry and Jay did the same with smirks. Ben blushed.

"Anyone would think you'd had less experience than our jewel-eyed beauty, with the way you blush," Harry remarked with a smirk.

Ben turned to their wizard curiously. "Only kissing before Harry," he stated.

"About the same," he spoke with a shrug.

"You were going to marry Mal, and you hadn't had sex yet?" Jay asked incredulously.

"What?" he asked defensively.

"What if you weren't compatible?" Carlos asked.

"Or she turned into a dragon at the wrong moment?" Gil asked, then blushed.

Prongslet snorted. "Wow, that is an interesting image."

Ben groaned and covered his face. "I won't be able to look her in the eye for a week," he groaned.

With a predatory smirk, Harry shifted until he was pressed against the King's back. "Then we'll just have to fill your mind with something else," he drawled, smirk widening at Ben's shiver, before he began to kiss down the King's neck.

"Like how enchanting Prongslet looks when he's desperate for cock," Jay suggested as he slid over to where the wizard was watching the pair intently. He shivered as the darker-skinned teen slid in behind him.

"Gil," Harry drawled, "we wouldn't want Carlos to feel neglected, would we?"

"No," the blonde agreed with a bright smile as he stroked a hand up and down the white-haired teen's side.

With a thought, Prongslet cleaned himself and Carlos. Carlos shivered. "I love the feel of your magic on my skin," he breathed.

"Wh-what do you mean?" Ben asked, while Harry continued kissing and sucking along his neck.

Carlos locked eyes with their wizard. "Show him," he urged. They both shivered as experienced fingers began to strip them. Prongslet locked eyes with Ben, waiting until the King nodded, before he cast the cleaning charm again. It was Ben's turn to shiver. "Feels good doesn't it?"

"What are we missing?" Harry demanded, even as Gil agreed, "Yeah, it feels good."

"Why is it only Harry and I haven't experienced this?" Jay demanded.

"Because I'm doing a cleaning charm," he replied, voice slightly breathy as the darker-skinned teen continued to stroke along his bare skin. "That's the only one I cast on someone else, the rest I just do on me."

"Like what?" Harry asked in his tempting drawl as he began to strip Ben too.

"Can't think," he gasped, as Jay's hands dipped south.

"Jay," Harry drawled.

"Sorry," he replied with an unrepentant grin, and slid his hands back up to play with Prongslet's torso.

"Cleaning, lubrication, stretching, contraception," he listed rapidly. "There are other spells for sex, but they're the main ones."

"Why would you need-" Harry and Jay asked in unison.

"Because he can be pregnant," Carlos answered, then blushed at their intense stares. "It came up," he spoke softly.

"Not mad at you," Jay assured.

"You can truly be pregnant?" Harry asked in wonder.

The wizard licked his lips. "In my world, wizards are able to become pregnant. Most often, a potion is needed in order to conceive, but it can happen naturally, so a contraceptive charm is recommended for use every time a male has sex."

"What about two women?" Gil asked curiously.

"There are options for them too," he assured. "They just always need magical help, unless of course one of them happens to be a hermaphrodite," he added as an afterthought. "Both sets of sexual organs," he elaborated, just in case. His hips began to shift needily. "Can we talk about this later?" he asked, a touch of a whine in his voice.

"Of course," Harry and Jay responded in unison, the darker-skinned teen tipping their wizard's chin so he could kiss his softly. "Now," Jay spoke with a grin, "we've got a show to put on for Ben." Prongslet shivered, and leant into Jay's body as he gave himself over to the feel of the former-thief's wicked fingers.

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Prongslet stood on the grass of Auradon Prep, aware that all those he cared about him were behind him. His head tilted as golden light filled the air, curious as to who had joined them this time.

Draco Malfoy emerged. "What are you doing here?" Prongslet demanded.

"I came for you," he drawled.

"Why would you go through The Veil for an ugly, speccy scarhead?" he retorted.

"You heard about that?" he asked aghast.

"I heard that," he corrected hotly. The blonde's expression filled with horror.

"So this is the one," Harry drawled as he wrapped an arm around Prongslet, his hand splayed possessively on his side. "Can't say who's prettier," he drawled with a pout.

"Harry," Prongslet murmured, turning his face up to the First Mate with a frown. As he did so, Harry took his mouth in a sweet kiss to make him smile. "Does it matter?" he murmured as the First Mate pulled back.

"I suppose not," he drawled, eyes flicking to the blonde for a moment before settling on the wizard tucked against his side.

Ben stepped forward. "Welcome to Auradon," he greeted warmly. "Since we have yet to discover a way to send any of you back, will you be attending Auradon Prep too?"

"I suppose I had better," Draco drawled.

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"I think you should sleep with him," Harry drawled. Prongslet pulled back to look at him. "Draco," he elaborated.

"Bad idea," he replied immediately. There was a knock on the door. "Come in Pads!" he called, magically opening the door. He closed it with a flick of the wrist after his godfather had entered. "Tell him it's a bad idea," he implored.

"First you need to tell me what it is," he replied as he settled opposite the pair on the end of the bed.

"That he sleep with Draco."

"It's not just a bad idea, it's the worst idea," the Animagus stated. Harry opened his mouth. "So far, you've only dealt with Gryffindors," he continued. "But Draco is a Slytherin," he elaborated. Harry's eyebrows rose.

"Our school is fit into four personality types," Prongslet explained. "The smart; the brave; the hard-working and loyal; and finally the cunning and/or ambitious," he listed.

"Or Ravenclaws, Gryffindors, Hufflepuffs and Slytherins," Sirius added. "There are unofficial traits for all. Gryffindors are unofficially loyal-"

"And have a tendency to act without thinking," Prongslet added.

His godfather acknowledged that with a nod of his head. "Slytherin's unofficial traits include possessiveness. They do not share. Ever," he added for emphasis. "And having sex with him, will mean the beginning of a relationship to him."

"How do you know so much about them, if you're a Gryffindor?" Harry challenged.

"My whole family were Slytherins," Sirius informed. "It gives me a unique insight into their mindset, more than anyone else other than Slytherins themselves will know."

"We should at least talk it out with the group before you turn it down," Harry drawled. "After all, what better way to prove to him – and yourself – that you're attractive, than by seducing the one who'd originally insulted you?"

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Prongslet knocked on a door and Draco soon opened it. The blonde stepped back with a curious expression. The brunet kicked off his shoes and left them by the door. "Do you mind?" he asked, gesturing to the bed. Draco shook his head. "I've gotten used to sitting on the bed," he explained with a shrug. "It's not like we had chairs in our dorms," he added sheepishly.

"We didn't," he agreed.

Prongslet licked his lips. "I think there are a few things we need to discuss."

The blonde nodded. "First, why was I given a room to myself? I was led to believe that most new arrivals share."

"They do," he agreed. "However, I'm pretty sure Fairy Godmother is aware I have company most nights."

"Most?" the blonde asked with an amused quirk of the lips.

"All right, every," he huffed.

"Which you enjoy."

"Immensely," he replied with a grin, before sobering.

The blonde sighed before settling opposite the lion on the bed. "Go ahead," he sighed. Prongslet blinked. "You won't be able to relax until you've been a Gryffindor and blurted it all out, so go ahead."

He licked his lips. "Okay, as you've realised, I heard what you all said, fourth year-"

"Please tell me you didn't pay attention to it?" The brunet ducked his head. Draco tipped his chin up with gentle fingers. "You genuinely believed it?"

"Yes," he admitted.

"But you're-"

"Attractive, yes," he interrupted as he gently shifted back to remove the touch. "I've come to realise that."

"Through knowing Harry," he murmured.

"That's part of it," he agreed with a warm smile.

"I am glad," he stated. The brunet's eyebrows disappeared beneath his hairline. "It's about time you had something decent happen to you, and if being with him genuinely makes you happy, then I'm glad."

"It does," he stated, blushing lightly.

"That being said," he spoke with another sigh. "I owe you an apology," he stated. The lion froze. "Those insults, among many others I threw your way – in your hearing and outside of it – were grossly untrue, and you did not deserve them."

"Then why did you?"

"There was a little injured pride at the beginning," he admitted. "But it was unsafe, for me and those I care for, if I was anything other than disdainful toward you," he stated. "I could not afford for the Dark Lord to learn that I even admired you, let alone-" he cut off, and met the lion's gaze squarely before continuing. "That I was attracted to you."

"You were?" he breathed.

"Still am," he stated. The brunet blushed, a pleased smile curving his lips. "It is almost a pity," he murmured, "how loyal you are."

"What do you mean?"

"I know you are too loyal to ever cheat," he stated. The brunet's blush intensified. "What?"

"I actually have permission," he spoke in a rush, face flaming.

"Harry gave you permission to have sex with me?"

"Everyone did." It was Draco's turn for his eyebrows to meet his hairline. "I'm in a poly relationship with Harry, Gil, Carlos, Jay and Ben," he informed.

"It works?" he murmured.

He nodded. "But then, we talk things out, and are honest with each other." He lifted a shoulder. "It wouldn't work so well otherwise."

"So the main questions is, do you want to?" Several emotions flitted across the lion's face. "You've been this honest," he reminded.

He sighed. "Part of me is tempted," he stated. "Because, well there are several reasons; you're attractive, to give my self-image that final boost, for the younger version of me that didn't get the chance," he listed.

"But?"

"But you're a Slytherin," he murmured. "I'm not saying you're evil, or anything like that. But everyone who attended Hogwarts knows how possessive Slytherins can be, can you honestly tell me that if we had sex, you would want to let me go back to my lovers?"

"You're right, I wouldn't want to, however I would." Prongslet gaped. "I am not only attracted to you, I am in love with you," he spoke softly. "And thus, I only want you to be happy, and it is clear that being with them causes that." His expression softened. "At least let me kiss you," he entreated. "Just once."

Prongslet slid across the distance, and tipped his chin up, offering his mouth to the blonde. Draco closed the distance between them for a sweet, tender kiss the lion returned. He pulled back after Prongslet's breath hitched. He blinked up at the blonde. "I don't think once will be enough for me," he breathed.

"We only have now," he murmured, stroking his cheek gently. "Shall we see how far you want to go?" Prongslet tugged the blonde into another kiss, this one heated from the moment their lips touched.

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Prongslet lay naked, sweating and panting beside Draco. "Wow," he breathed.

The blonde let out a wicked chuckle and shifted onto his side, propping up his head with an elbow. "Thank you for the compliment," he murmured, running his hand up and down Prongslet's side.

"How do you look so put together right now?" he groused, voice breathy.

"Don't worry, you look irresistible like this," he drawled.

"I'll need a few minutes to recover," he stated.

"Noted," he replied with a smile. His fingers traced an idle pattern across the brunet's torso. "There is a story behind how you ended up in your poly relationship," he remarked. "Will you share it with me?" Prongslet blinked. "I give you my word I will not share it with anyone. You know I can keep a secret."

"Your word would have been enough," he stated, leaning into the touch with a happy sigh. He licked his lips. "When I first got here, Harry tracked me down," he stated. "He made a comment that he was prettier, and was concerned with how easily I agreed," he continued ruefully. "Once he got the story out of me, he encouraged me to sleep with every pretty boy in Auradon."

"You couldn't just do that," Draco stated.

"No, I added stipulations; single, willing and not straight."

"Didn't want to deal with the confusion and angst with having someone previously-straight attracted to you?" he murmured with a knowing smile.

"Exactly. Harry was the first obviously, and he encouraged me to pursue Gil – even arranged for me to be in the room when he came back, so I'd have the chance," he added with a smile. "Gil was the one who asked Harry to stay, and who asked if we'd continue to be a thing afterward," he stated. "They both encouraged me to go to Carlos, and because I thought it wouldn't work out, I didn't tell them not to come to my room."

"So they walked in."

"Luckily afterward – Carlos was embarrassed enough initially. We talked, and Carlos asked if we'd consider being a foursome."

"I'm sensing a theme," he murmured.

He nodded. "The same things happened with Jay." He licked his lips. "I'd actually made a list in my head, of those I'd like to approach if they fit my criteria."

"And Ben was the last on the list?"

He nodded. "I was just his friend at first – I felt a kinship with him – and after he broke up with Mal, we were talking…"

"And you had sex," he finished.

"I'd been given permission from the others, the moment they knew about Ben being on my list. Afterward, Ben asked if the others would be willing to let him join us – and made sure they knew they absolutely did not have to feel compelled to." He smiled warmly. "He even added, that if they didn't, would they be willing to let me join him against occasionally."

"But they were willing," he stated.

Harry nodded with a warm smile. "More than. They were eager."

"Pity then that they would all be so against me," he murmured.

Prongslet blinked before locking gazes with the blonde. "Would you really be interested?"

"I would much sooner share you with five others than be without you," he stated. The brunet's mouth fell open, and he closed it with gentle fingers. "I told you, I want you to be happy, but I'm selfish enough to want to be part of your happiness," he admitted.

Prongslet blew out a breath. "You wouldn't just be with me," he stated. "And it's not just sex, it's cuddling and kissing. It's just that when someone has a need, whoever's willing provides," he lifted his shoulder in a shrug. "It works. So you'd have to touch Carlos, or Gil or Ben too," he warned. "And everyone would have to agree, or it wouldn't happen."

"Not Jay and Harry?"

"Carlos is a bottom, Gil, Ben and I are switches, and Jay and Harry are tops. They're more than happy to give and receive oral, so you might have to do that, but anal is a no-go," he stated. "I realise I'm being quite blatant, but if you're going to agree to this, you need to know what you're getting into."

"I appreciate your candour."

"If you're genuinely interested, I can ask," he offered.

"I am genuinely interested," he stated. "However, in case they decide against it, shall we have round two?" Prongslet shivered and nodded.

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When Prongslet entered his room, he was aware of the spring in his step. "The sex was that good?" Harry drawled as their wizard caused the door to shut with a flick of the wrist. He nodded.

"How good?" Jay asked.

"On a par," he replied.

"It still annoys me that you won't rank," Harry and Jay spoke in unison.

"I enjoy both of your touches equally – I enjoy everyone's touch equally – I couldn't rank them even if I wanted to."

"I don't think you're made for one-night-stands," Ben remarked.

"Neither are you," he retorted as he slid onto the bed.

"So, is he following the trend?" Carlos asked, his head tilted curiously.

"Yes," he breathed. "Okay, I want to say up-front, I understand if none of you are interested, but I said that I would ask."

"First, jewel-eyed-beauty," Harry drawled. "I think we'd better know if you are willing."

"No point us weighing in, if you're against it," Jay agreed before their wizard could retort.

"Yes," he stated. "But I wouldn't give up being with any of you to be with him," he hastened to say. "And I've already told him that if even one person isn't willing, it won't happen."

"Good," Harry drawled.

"What is he?" Jay asked. "Top or switch?"

"We didn't discuss it," Prongslet answered honestly, "but I'd say he's a top. He's got a vibe like you and Harry, rather than Gil and Ben."

"That'll make things interesting, until we get to know each other," he remarked honestly. "But I'd be willing. Harry?"

He blew out a breath. "I was expecting this to happen, when I first voiced the idea. I'm willing," he stated. "Ben?"

"I'll wait until Gil and Carlos have made their vote," he stated. "Gil?"

"He reminds me of how Harry keeps his good side hidden except in private," he remarked. "I'm willing." He turned to the white-haired teen with a sunny smile. "Carlos?"

He licked his lips. "I think it's going to be strange, since we don't really know him – the way we do each other – but I'm willing."

Prongslet placed a hand on Ben's arm before the King could speak. "Please tell me you aren't willing because everyone else is?" he spoke earnestly.

He smiled and placed his own over the wizard's. "No, I'm completely willing," he reassured. "I just wanted to make sure Gil and Carlos weren't going to do that."

"Were you going to vote no if one of us did?" Carlos asked curiously.

"Yes," he replied easily. "After all, if even one of us wasn't willing, then I wouldn't be happy to go ahead anyway," he added with a warm smile. Prongslet leant forward and kissed his cheek. "What?" he asked, confused.

"You're not just good because you have to be, it's innate," he murmured. "And that often isn't appreciated enough."

"Speaking from experience, jewel-eyed-beauty?"

He nodded, emotions flitting across his face before he smiled. "Shall I send Draco an invite? Or do you want more time before he joins us?"

Harry and Jay shared a look. "Invite him now," the former-thief stated.

Prongslet raised his hand and his Patronus burst into being. The spectral stag dropped its head to touch its snout to his palm before it dashed off, charging through the wall.

"That is so cool," Carlos breathed.

"And really pretty," Gil agreed. "What else can you do?"

Prongslet let out a soft laugh. "There are more spells in my world than I know how to cast," he stated. "Though one of the smaller, and most used spells we learn is: lumos," he stated, holding his hand out in front of him, palm upward. A ball of light appeared within it.

"Wow," the blonde pirate breathed.

The wizard's expression turned concentrated. "Cup your hands, and hold them out," he urged. Gil did so, and Harry carefully moved his hand and dropped the ball of light into the delighted blonde's palms. "Don't know how long I'll be able to hold it," he warned.

"It's so pretty," he breathed, looking down at it in wonder. "It tingles," he stated with a bright smile.

There was a knock on the door and it disappeared. "Sorry," Prongslet murmured.

Gil leant forward and kissed him sweetly. "Thanks," he spoke with his bright smile.

"You're welcome," he replied, a flick of his fingers, and the door opened.

"Do you need to gesture?" Carlos asked curiously.

"No," he replied slowly as Draco entered and closed the door after himself. "I'm just used to doing something."

"Are you sure I'm welcome?" Draco asked softly.

Jay and Harry smirked. "We've got too much of a good thing going, to risk it by not being honest," Jay stated.

"So you'll have to be too," Harry drawled.

"Noted," he replied as he toed off his shoes and laid them by the door with the collection already there. "What are you discussing?" he asked curiously.

"Magic," Prongslet stated. Draco's eyebrows rose. "They have spells here too, so I'm counting it like being in another country's magical community," he stated. "Of course, their spells rhyme."

"Rhyme?" he repeated incredulously.

"The only one I can remember is 'beware, forswear, undo Jane's hair'," Jay stated.

"Mal's done more than that," Carlos remarked, "but yeah, that was when she started freestyling with her spells."

"They have potions too," Prongslet stated.

"Really?" he asked, interest heightened.

"If you can charm Mal and Evie, they'd be happy to discuss it with you," Carlos stated.

"I don't have Harry's way of winning people over," he stated.

"We call him Prongslet," Ben informed.

"Two Harrys would be too confusing," Carlos added.

"I can imagine," the platinum blonde murmured. He looked over all of their faces before settling on Prongslet's. "How much have you told them about your life before you came here?"

"Very little," he replied honestly.

"I don't know whether to be relieved or disappointed," he murmured. He saw their companion's curiosity. "I'll say it," he assured the lion. "It means that all you know is one interaction he had with me, however, since the majority of our interactions were negative…"

"Why was that?" Jay asked, tone merely curious.

"We were rivals," Prongslet stated.

Draco scoffed. "My parents – well my father, was a loyal follower of the Dark Lord, and he-"

"Was solidly on the light side," Prongslet interjected. Another scoff from the Slytherin.

"What aren't you telling us?" Ben asked curiously.

Draco's eyebrows rose challengingly. "Fine," he huffed. "I was a key part of the light side," he stated.

"You weren't the son of a leader in your world, were you?" Ben asked insightfully.

"He was a legend," Draco stated. Prongslet shot him a narrow-eyed look. "I couldn't stop you from hiding in our world, but I'm not going to let you do it in this one," he stated firmly. "This," he remarked, circling a finger to indicate everyone on the bed, "isn't going to work unless they know you for all that you are."

"Do you want it to?" Harry drawled.

"I want him to be happy," he stated, meeting the gaze of the First Mate squarely. "I'll admit that I'm selfish enough to want to be part of it, however, it is clear how much being with all of you make him happy. So, yes, I want it to work." His gaze shifted to Prongslet's. "So, are you going to tell them, or am I?"

He let out a huff. "Fine," he pouted. "It'll take a while."

"I don't have anywhere I need to be," Ben assured. "Does anyone else?" A chorus of shaken heads before everyone shifted into a comfortable position.

Prongslet sighed again and opened his mouth – aware that Draco was waiting, and willing, to fill in any details he neglected to mention.

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"And I thought we had it bad," Jay murmured.

"How much did he leave out?" Harry asked Draco.

"Quite a bit," he answered honestly. "But he touched upon all the key events."

"I'd need days to share everything from my time at Hogwarts, let alone my entire lifetime," the lion scoffed.

"And you wanted to downplay what you could," he drawled, lips curving when the lion scowled.

"That was downplaying?" Ben asked, aghast.

"You have no ideas the number of times he nearly died," Draco stated before Prongslet could open his mouth.

"Draco!" he scolded. The blonde's eyebrows arched. "It wasn't that bad."

The snake let out a huff, and began counting on his fingers. "Mountain troll, jinxed broom, forbidden forest detention, confrontation with Quirrell, rogue bludger, chamber of secrets, Dementors at Quidditch, Professor Lupin without his potion, all three tasks in the Tournament and your interaction with the Dark Lord, Department of Mysteries and meeting the Dark Lord, our duel in the bathroom, the astronomy tower, your many skirmishes with death eaters and the Dark Lord in the battle of Hogwarts," he listed. "And that's just the moments I know about," he stated flatly. "I'm sure Ron and Hermione know about more."

"All right, you've made your point, but they weren't all my fault," he insisted.

"He had a habit of running headlong into danger," he stated.

"You glossed over a few moments yourself," Harry drawled insightfully.

He nodded. "That last year wasn't pleasant for either of us," he conceded.

"Talking about it helps," Ben stated.

Draco's lips curved in a wry smile. "I think it might be best if we leave it for the moment."

"And Draco knows more about magic than I do."

"Do you have questions?" he asked, taking to the change of topic easily, perhaps even eagerly.

"How many spells are there?" Carlos asked curiously.

"Thousands," he stated. "For all manner of purposes," he elaborated. "Small, large, every-day, ridiculous," he listed.

"Defence, cooking, cleaning," Harry added.

"Grooming, vengeance, forbidden," he continued.

"Healing, Destructive, Sexual."

"Practically every purpose you could think of would have a spell," Draco stated. "Although, there are acts which are impossible, just as I imagine they would be here."

"Like?" Jay asked curiously.

He sighed. "Bringing the dead back to life," he stated.

"That one is universal," Ben stated.

"And so it should be," the blonde replied. "As much as it might pain their loves ones, turning back death is unnatural and should not be done."

"There's more than that that's impossible," Prongslet stated.

"Yes, however, given that you have done quite a few of those yourself, I have to wonder whether some feats should be considered 'so improbable as to be nearly impossible' rather than 'impossible' as we had been taught."

"Interesting difference," Harry drawled.

"Yes, well, if something were truly impossible to perform, then he wouldn't have been able to do it," he stated.

"How powerful are you?" Gil asked Prongslet curiously. The brunet wizard shrugged.

"Very powerful," Draco stated.

"More than you?" Carlos asked curiously.

"Yes," he replied easily. "Of course I have a greater amount of knowledge, so that levels us out slightly, but in terms of raw power, he outclasses me."

"Why aren't you annoyed about that?" Prongslet asked curiously.

"It is a fact, like Hermione being a walking encyclopaedia," he stated, "to deny it would be petty." He licked his lips. "I would like to think that I would no longer be that petty."

"It doesn't matter what bad choices you made in the past," Ben spoke earnestly. "What matters is the choices you make now."

"We've all done things we're not proud of," Jay stated.

"Sometimes your only choices are bad ones," Harry acknowledged.

"But the Barrier's down now, so life's better," Gil piped up.

"Indeed it is," Harry agreed. "Now, jewel-eyed beauty," he purred, focussing his attention upon the brunet wizard, "I never got a kiss hello."

Prongslet's lips curved upward. "Can't have that," he murmured and slid across the bed, offering his mouth to the First Mate. Harry claimed his kiss, keeping it sweet.

Prongslet pulled back with a smile and Jay opened his arms. He went into the darker-skinned teen's embrace gladly, melting into former-thief's kiss. He was released and turned to Gil.

"Don't worry," Jay spoke to Draco with a smirk, "we won't make you do the same."

"Unless you want to of course," Harry drawled as Prongslet pulled back from Gil and turned his attention to Carlos.

"Prongslet is affectionate," Jay continued as he pulled back from Carlos and went to Ben.

"And touch-driven," Harry finished as their brunet wizard pulled back, smiling brightly at Ben's stunned expression.

Prongslet turned until he faced Draco and slid over to the platinum blonde. "Can't have you feeling left out," he murmured, offering his mouth to the snake, who was unable to refuse the invitation.

Jay and Harry were unable to prevent a smirk at Draco's expression when Prongslet pulled back. "Potent isn't he?" The blonde nodded mutely. "So, which affected you, his kiss," Harry started.

"Or watching him kiss all of us?" Jay finished.

"Both were alluring," he replied honestly.

"Good," Harry purred in a rough brogue. "Shall we get to know Draco better?"

Draco shivered. "Does that mean what I think is does?" he asked, voice a touch breathy.

"Yes," Jay and Harry replied in unison with wicked grin.

"Good," he replied breathily.

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Prongslet let out a contented sigh. Draco shifted so that he could look at the lion. "You have a form of touch hunger don't you?" he asked gently.

He nodded, and stilled as their companions reacted. "Why didn't you say anything?" Ben asked gently.

"Because you all satisfied it without me having to say anything," he replied instantly.

"And if you had told them, they would want to know where it stems from?" Draco asked insightfully.

"Okay, that too," he sighed.

"It's a good thing you joined us," Harry drawled. "We've learnt far more about our jewel-eyed beauty since you arrived than we had before."

"And I didn't even have to lick your hook," Prongslet drawled.

"Were you planning on it?"

"If I had to."

"I'm almost disappointed," the First Mate drawled.

"But you're really disappointed that he didn't suck your hook, right Harry?" Carlos asked with a grin. Harry shivered.

"We'll give you a minute," Jay stated, clapping him on the shoulder.

Prongslet grinned at the heated look that passed between the two, before he noted Draco's quirked eyebrows. "Get your wand out," he ordered as he turned to face the blonde.

"Any particular reason?" the platinum blonde drawled as he unsheathed his wand with a flick of the wrist.

"I'm going to give you a comparison you understand," he stated as he cupped the blonde's wrist, bringing his wand tip level with his mouth. He licked the end and Draco shivered. Then he sucked it into his mouth.

"Dear Merlin," he breathed with a full-body shudder.

"Potent isn't it?" Harry purred. Draco nodded mutely.

"You mind if I respond to that?" Carlos asked the platinum blonde breathily from his place between Prongslet and Draco. "Because I really want to."

Draco tilted the white-haired teen's chin until their gazes met. "I'm willing," he drawled.

"Gods, another one," he breathed.

"Fun isn't it?" Prongslet retorted.

"No one minds that I play with our jewel-eyed beauty, do they?" Harry drawled.

"We just need to shuffle things around," Jay stated. "Come here Gil, Ben," he urged, opening his arms. "If you want to play we can, if not we can cuddle," he invited.

"Cuddle," Gil stated as he shifted along the bed until he was snuggled into the darker-skinned teen's side.

"I vote cuddle too," Ben stated as he settled on Jay's other side. "But I might change my mind after watching the others."

Jay grinned and kissed him short and sweet. "If it changes, I'll take care of you," he promised as he settled against the pillows, ensuring both pairs were in their view. He didn't want any of them to miss the show.

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"Okay," Carlos panted, "do all wizards have this stamina?"

Prongslet laughed wickedly, before turning to Draco. "Do they?"

"Don't you know?" he drawled, a pleased smirk curling his lips.

"I know I do, and so do you and Sirius, but other than that…"

"Prongslet hadn't been touched before he came here," Harry drawled, satisfaction clear in his voice.

"You never went that far with Ginny?"

Prongslet scrunched his nose cutely. "Snogging only, which I'd sooner not remember," he added with a shudder.

"It wasn't that bad surely," Ben murmured.

"I thought it was pleasant at the time," he answered slowly. "But it makes me shudder to think about it now."

"Sorry I drove you to it," Draco spoke sincerely.

Prongslet waved a negligent hand. "If you hadn't done that, I wouldn't be as happy here, and besides, I made my choices. I might have chosen poorly in Cho and later Ginny, but I wasn't forced into it."

"Pressured, but not forced." Prongslet blushed under the heightened focus from their companions. "Do you want to elaborate, or shall I?"

"I'll do it," he spoke quickly. He licked his lips. "Everyone in our age group was starting to wax poetic about crushes, and kissing…and since I couldn't admit to who I really had a crush on, I picked Cho who was on her own house team and in love with someone else-"

"And should have been safe from returning your 'affection'," Draco added. He smiled at Prongslet's narrow-eyed glance, and gestured for him to continue.

"And when that fizzled out, I chose Ginny – my best friend's little sister – who was in love with me-"

"Or your legend anyway," Draco chimed in.

"That's a little harsh, don't you think?"

"Did she, or did she not, have a crush on you before you even met?"

"Yes," he admitted.

"I rest my case."

"But-"

"It is not the same as someone from the Isle having a crush on Ben," he spoke fiercely. "They might not have interacted with him before coming here, however, they knew more than one act he had done. They knew what he looked like, his reputation, and several of his better qualities," he continued before Prongslet could get a word in. "All she knew was that you were 'the boy-who-lived'," he stated. "I bet she didn't even recognise who you were when you met at the station, did she?"

"Neither did you," he pointed out.

"True, but then I fell for you when we first met." Prongslet stilled, and Harry ran a soothing hand up and down his side. "I swear on my magic that I fell for you in our first meeting," he vowed. "Why do you think I was babbling?"

"Your lives could have gone very differently, had that first meeting done the same," Harry drawled.

"Yes," Draco conceded, "but I prefer them this way."

"You do?" all of their companions spoke.

"Yes," he spoke with a smile. "I would have done my best to make him happy, however, I doubt it would hold a candle to the happiness he experiences being in this poly relationship."

"But what about your happiness?" Gil asked.

"Seeing Prongslet happy makes me happy, however, I am sure I will experience more than just that in time," he answered honestly, smiling at the sweet kiss Ben gave to Gil. "You all care so much about each other, and not just about satisfying your needs," he murmured. "I realise it will take some time for you to extend that to me, though I am content with how you already interact with me," he added hastily.

Ben's brow scrunched. "You shouldn't have to settle," he murmured with a frown.

Jay tipped up their King's chin and kissed him until his frown disappeared. "He means that he knows it'll take us all a while to care as much about him as we do everyone else," he assured.

"After all, we don't know Draco as well as we do each other," Harry drawled. "Though I'm sure we'll get there," he added reassuringly.

"You don't spend all your time naked do you?" Draco asked curiously.

"Of course not," Ben replied with a blush.

"Yeah, sometimes Sirius or the twins join us," Gil remarked. He blinked and his companions smiled reassuringly at him.

"Hanging out generally does lead to us being naked – at some point – unless we have company," Jay pointed out.

"Or plans," Carlos added.

"We're teenagers," Prongslet retorted with a shrug.

"And you're not the only one with a need for touch," Harry drawled. The brunet wizard's eyebrows shot up. "We might not have it as bad as you, but all of us have a touch hunger of some degree," he stated. "Unless of course, you don't Draco?"

"A touch," he admitted.

"But your parents love you," Prongslet spoke, brow furrowed.

"My Mother loves me unreservedly, however, my father was never particularly affectionate," he stated. "He was too busy trying to mould me into his perfect replica to give the touch I needed growing up."

"I know something about that," Harry drawled.

"So we have something else in common," the platinum blonde replied in his own drawl.

Ben licked his lips. "How about we go a more traditional route for getting to know each other?" he suggested. He blushed as everyone focussed upon him. "We could all go in turns, either telling stories about our lives before we met each other, or sharing a fact about ourselves. I realise that we know a lot of the basics, but the rest depends on how well we knew each other before we started dating."

"I'm game," Prongslet stated. "I know your parents' stories, and the main events that came about after the core four came here, but the rest I've only had hints at."

"Sounds good," Gil agreed.

"I'm willing," Carlos stated.

"And I," Draco drawled.

"May as well," Jay spoke with a shrug.

"All right," Harry drawled. "So, who goes first?"

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A knock sounded on Prongslet's door. With a thought, the brunet wizard had them all cleaned and dressed. "Come in Pads!" he called.

"I see what you mean about the tingle," Harry drawled.

"Oh yeah," Jay murmured his agreement.

Sirius poked his head around the door, and once certain they were dressed, he slipped in and closed the door after himself. "I didn't interrupt anything?" he checked as he lounged on the end of the bed.

"Just getting to know each other," Prongslet responded.

"Were you naked?" he asked with a wicked grin.

"Yes, but we were only talking."

"Now you're taking after your Dad," he sighed with a pout.

"Oh I don't know," his godson retorted with a wicked grin. "Date with Hades?" he asked before the Animagus could comment.

"Actually yes," he replied with a broad grin.

"Still think that's ballsy," Harry drawled.

"Wait Hades, as in the God of the underworld?" Draco questioned. His companions nodded.

"He's Mal's Dad," Carlos added.

The platinum blonde whistled. "No wonder she's so powerful."

"Hades' Ember is the only thing more powerful than Maleficent's sceptre," Jay stated.

"That explains her initial interest, but what about his?" Prongslet asked curiously.

"Maleficent can be very persuasive," Carlos murmured.

"When she wants to be," Jay added.

Sirius hummed. "So how were you getting to know each other?"

"We took it in turns to share something about ourselves," Ben replied.

"You'll never get anywhere doing it that way," he retorted. "Not equally anyway," he added. "Some will automatically share more than others. You'd be better having all of you share a specific thing – that or going for the truly random approach."

"What do you mean?" Carlos asked curiously.

"Putting a variety of questions in a hat, and picking one out at random when it comes to your turn."

"You could combine the two," Prongslet murmured. "Make the list and put them in the hat, picking them out at random. And if you pick out one you had already, then you pick another. It's just whether we'd have the patience to keep going until we've had them all, or not." He blushed.

"It's a good idea, jewel-eyed beauty," Harry drawled.

"We'd just need to make a trip to the kitchen first," Jay added.

Sirius grinned. "I've got that covered," he stated as he re-sized a picnic basket and plonked it down on the bed. "Now, how about I act as referee?" he offered. "You can all write up a few questions, and I'll check to make sure there aren't any duplicates, as well as make sure you all take a turn."

"Thank you Sirius," Ben replied with a warm smile.

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Prongslet strode purposely across the grass, aware that all those he cared for followed after him. Someone else was joining them, he wondered who it was. The familiar golden light appeared and once it cleared it revealed…

"Mrs Weasley?" Prongslet gaped. "What are you doing here?" he demanded.

"You didn't think I'd let too much time pass before checking on three of my sons, did you?" she replied warmly.

"Considering your husband and other children are in another world, yes," he replied.

"Then you'll just have to create a permanent portal, won't you dear?"

"Can he do that?" Ben asked Draco curiously.

"If anyone could, it would be Prongslet," he stated.

"Then how about we go inside and discuss this further?" he suggested with a warm smile.

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"There are advantages to all the suggested locations," Ben stated with a sigh. "Where are you going to put it on the other side?"

"At the Burrow," he stated. "Within the wards," he assured Draco. "The Weasley's family home," he explained.

Ben hummed thoughtfully. "Why don't you make it so that you and your descendants can will the location to move, Harry dear?" Mrs Weasley suggested.

"If you could do that, that would be perfect," Ben stated. "Prongslet?"

"I don't see why not," he replied.

"Thank you Mrs Weasley," Ben spoke with a warm smile.

"Call me Molly dear," she replied, her smile just as warm. Prongslet opened his mouth. "Have something to eat before you do it, dear, we wouldn't want you to collapse."

"Yes Mrs Weasley," he replied dutifully.

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"What date is it here, Harry dear?" Mrs Weasley asked as they made their way to where the portal would be housed, for now.

Harry fished his phone out of his phone. "The 12th," he stated.

She caught a glimpse at his screen. "Oh good, the date and time here is in line with our own world, that means you have no excuse to miss Sunday dinner," she stated.

"Yes Mrs Weasley," he replied dutifully.

"Bring your boyfriends," she continued.

He had a brief pause before he replied, "Of course Mrs Weasley."

She turned to Uma who followed them curiously. "You will join us as well, won't you dear?" she asked the startled Captain.

"I wouldn't want to intrude-"

"Nonsense," she responded, waving it away. "I prefer a houseful of guests, isn't that right boys?" Prongslet, Fred and George agreed dutifully. "Please come," she spoke earnestly.

"All right," she agreed.

"Good," she replied with a sunny smile. She opened her arms, smile warming further when Fred and George stepped into the hug. "You needed to come here," she murmured to them. "For more than one reason," she added, pulling back and smiling widely at their startled expressions. She stepped from them and crossed the distance to Sirius, pulling the Animagus into a hug, which tightened as he returned the touch. "I'm so glad you're alive," she stated. "Your partner is more than welcome to join you," she added. She was grinning as she pulled back, enjoying herself immensely.

"This is it," Ben stated. "Prongslet?"

"Everyone stand back," the brunet wizard urged as he planted his feet inches away from where they wanted to put the portal – at least for now. He filled his mind with the specifics of what he wanted to create, and then tapped into his magic.

He knew it had worked, even before he heard the gasps of his companions. He opened his eyes. Well, at least it looked less depressing than The Veil. He tilted his head as he regarded the archway. Yep, it definitely looked like it fit into a fairy tale – and not one of the darker ones either.

"It's beautiful," Uma breathed.

Prongslet ducked his head. "I wasn't aiming for that, but I'm happy with it," he stated. He crossed the distance to it and placed his hand on the left-hand arch, sending his magic into it curiously. "It'll move if I ask it to," he stated. "That and my descendants," he added. "And it'll last long after I'm gone," he finished. Those from this world startled. "Magic in my world normally only lasts as long as the one who cast it lives," he explained. "This will eventually need some magic to sustain it – but the ambient magic in this world should provide it," he added musingly.

Mrs Weasley's smile was warm as she joined him. "I should probably be going," she remarked. "Arthur will be home soon." She tugged Harry into another hug. "Eat something soon, Harry dear," she ordered.

"Yes Mrs Weasley," he replied dutifully.

She pulled back and stroked his wild hair gently. "I am glad you've found your happily ever after," she spoke warmly. With a final warm smile to their companions, she stepped through the archway. Everyone watched curiously as she appeared on the other side, and waved to them before the view disappeared.

Prongslet turned to his boyfriends with a warm smile. "She doesn't know the half of it," he murmured with a bright smile as he walked over to his lovers, more than aware that now he had the best of both worlds, he truly had a shot at his personal happily ever after. And he would enjoy every second.