Despite Harry's fears, having two mates did not prove to be twice as hard as having one. Yes, Og was a new person in their group relationship with his own emotional and physical needs that had to be met. But Harry wasn't alone in having to meet them; Etienne was as much Og's mate as Harry. Plus there was the fact that Og had a full-time job; Monday to Friday they only saw him in the morning until breakfast and after dinner in the evening. They really only had free time to spend with him on the weekends.
All that being said, Harry was confident that theirs was a healthy, positive little trio. He learned to enjoy cuddling with Og while he relaxed on the couch after his day pushing parchment at the Ministry. Then Harry would do his homework with help from Etienne and Og. Then they usually had a group shower and playfully made love on their bed afterward.
Harry had much more relaxed standards on physical intimacy, at least when it came to his mates. He figured it would be stupid to slowly work up to it with Og while fully enjoying the joys of sex with Etienne. Figuring mates were mates, Harry had opened himself to advances from Og almost from the first night onward. Og proved to be proportional to his size, and consequently was very cautious and only penetrated Harry after near excessive amounts of prep. Harry never doubted that the wait was worth it.
Og and Etienne were hesitant with each other at first, but eventually learned how to make love together just as passionately as they did to Harry. There was no question of who was dominant over the other: Og might be a gentle giant but he would so obviously win a dominance battle that Etienne didn't even bother with the formality. Harry, for some reason, found it exceedingly hot to see his Dominants together, Og thrusting into Etienne, bringing them both pleasure.
Life, of course, included more than just Harry's time alone with his mates. He got back into the swing of school after the absence caused by his heat, almost buried under all the make-up assignments. He remained friendly with Hermione, Ginny, and Neville and coldly distant with Ron. The youngest Weasley son got more and more obvious with his homophobia and disapproval of Harry and his mates by the day. Harry would have bet good money that they'd have a fight before Christmas.
The morning of Halloween, Og and Etienne wished Harry a happy holiday. Harry's response was a sigh. "Halloween is cursed. Every year, something bad happens today."
"How do you mean?" Etienne asked, wrapping an arm around Harry.
"Other than the obvious Halloween where Voldemort attacked my family? Just since I got to Hogwarts we had the troll in First Year, Mrs. Norris' petrification by the basilisk in Second Year, Sirius attacking the Fat Lady's portrait in Third Year, shall I go on? Either I was born under a bad star or something because this day always ends badly," Harry explained morosely.
Og wrapped both of them in his big embrace. "Then so be it. Something bad will happen today. We'll be here to get you through it."
Harry sighed. "Well, when you worry, you suffer twice. I'm just going to pretend it's an ordinary day."
Harry got his way through classes, fighting the lack of focus and interest caused by his separation from his mates. He was due to have his heat November 8th, so he ate only fruits and vegetables at his meals. At dinner, when Og joined him and Etienne and Harry offered him a bite from his salad, Ron finally cracked.
"That's it!" Ron shouted, throwing his cutlery down. "It's bad enough you're a poof, but you're shacking up with a freak and a dirty immigrant old enough to be your father!"
"RONALD WEASLEY!" Hermione and Ginny both exclaimed, and it was a contest which sounded more like Mrs. Weasley.
Harry sighed. "I am who I am, Ron. You are who you are. If that means we can't be friends anymore, so be it." Then Harry speared an asparagus stalk and went back to eating.
Ron was turning puce. "That's it? Over five years of friendship, and you're giving up just like that?"
"A real friend wouldn't care who I fell in love with or how I chose to live my life so long as I was happy. I'm not going to beg you to stay when apparently I disgust you and I won't change just to keep you around. Goodbye and good luck, Ron Weasley," Harry said simply.
Ron got up and stormed out of the Great Hall.
"Wow, he's REALLY upset. He's missing dessert," Neville said in the aftermath.
Harry chuckled weakly. "I don't think he thought that far ahead."
Ginny was turning a similar shade as her hair. "I'm writing to Mum tonight. How dare he say those awful things to you?!"
"If he thinks I'm helping him with his homework anymore, he is in for a RUDE awakening," Hermione huffed.
Harry huddled into Etienne's side while laying his hand on Og's thigh, drawing strength from the contact with his Dominants. "Funny thing is, if I were straight and building a harem of women, he probably still would have exploded out of jealousy."
"He sounds like an easy man to offend. Those are best avoided," Og said with his simple wisdom.
They got through the rest of the Halloween Feast and then Harry and his Dominants retreated to their rooms. Harry didn't let himself cry until he was safe in bed. "He was the first friend I ever made," he said sadly, not outright sobbing so much as just constantly leaking water out his eyes.
Etienne and Og wrapped him from the front and back and surrounded Harry in warmth and love. "Like you said, a true friend wouldn't act the way he did. Forget about him," Etienne crooned in his little Submissive's ear.
"You lost a friend. But you still have family," Og pointed out.
Harry closed his eyes and fell asleep without answering. But there was a small smile on his lips.
The next week passed somewhat normally, until the day before Harry's heat. He again made his goodbyes to all his friends, Ron notably absent. Then Harry, Etienne, and Og locked themselves in their rooms waiting for Harry's temperature and hormones to spike. The moment Harry's body started to emit the right pheromones, all three became lost to instinct. Nothing mattered, nothing but heat and flesh. Their Dracken attributes on full display, the two Dominants all but attacked the willing Submissive.
Ten days later, Harry opened his eyes feeling like a wrung out towel. If he thought he'd been sore after his heat with Etienne, that had NOTHING on how sore his poor abused bum felt now. He was fairly certain he remembered both his mates somehow sliding in at the same time. How his anal ring hadn't torn, he had no idea. Maybe it was magic.
Harry, half-wishing he had a cane, limped to the bathroom to find Etienne drawing a bath like last time.
"Where's Og?" Harry asked, his voice hoarse from cries and roars of pleasure over the past 240 hours.
"Fixing the furniture," the part-giant replied, coming up behind Harry. "We started in the living room. There were… damages."
Harry nodded, stumbling to the toilet and releasing the pressure on his poor bladder. "Let me guess, I'm not pregnant," Harry groused.
Og and Etienne exchanged looks. "No, mon amour, you aren't. We'd have smelled it on you as soon as we woke up," Etienne said, looking like he felt inadequate as a man and a Dominant.
"Because I'm Harry freaking Potter and I have a ton of magic, enough that I'll need three or four Dominants to get my womb to open and then another mate on top of that to ground my wild magic lest I go insane in a few years," Harry growled to himself.
"It is what it is, and we just have to deal with it," Og pointed out. Then he sank into the tub that had been slightly enlarged to accommodate him. Etienne slid in after and, once Harry flushed and got up, Harry sat down in the tub in Etienne's lap. The three men leaned back, enjoying how the heat of the potion-laced water felt on their aching muscles.
"I don't know why I'm in such a hurry to get pregnant. Well, I KNOW, it's my instincts screaming at me. But what do I know about taking care of an infant?" Harry worried.
"There are a number of books you can read, dearest," Etienne told him.
"You can ask Mrs. Weasley, she seems to be an authority on child-rearing, her youngest son notwithstanding," Og shrugged.
"She'd go crazy, cooking me stuff to eat so I can 'feed the baby' and she'd churn out handknit baby clothes like a one-woman sweatshop. I'm letting Ginny tell her in a letter," Harry shuddered.
They soaked until the water turned tepid, then they got dried and dressed. Harry led them through the pre-dawn gloom to Dumbledore's office entrance. With a lucky 'Acid Pops,' the gargoyle stepped aside and the spiral staircase began to turn. The three Drackens walked into Dumbledore's office to find the supercentenarian wide awake. "Ah. Morning, Potter clan. Are we on the hunt for another mate, perhaps?"
"Like you don't know," Harry grumbled. The bath did wonders but he was still sore and it was the start of what promised to be a very long day.
Dumbledore shrugged and waved his wand at a paperweight identical to the one Harry and Etienne had used in September. "Well, safe travels!"
The three Drackens grabbed the Portkey and appeared in the Dracken Halls receiving chamber in the tunnels under Edinburgh, Scotland. Harry sighed as Og and Etienne took flanking positions like bodyguards. Which, evolutionarily speaking, was exactly what they were meant to be.
Elder Titus came as expected. "Ah, Harry. So even two mates weren't enough to get you pregnant! You are truly one of the most powerful Submissives we've ever seen."
"You say that like it's a good thing," Harry said to himself. Shaking his head, Harry asked more audibly "How many Dominants are waiting?"
"249, and that's with us imposing the three limits you established at the last meeting," Elder Titus reported.
Harry sighed as they reached the big chamber where all the Dominants were standing around. Harry took a seat in his comfy chair and prepared to weather the storm. "Let's get started."
7 hours later, Harry was ready to tear out the throat of the next Dominant to waste his time. They all either wanted to keep him chained to the bedroom or kitchen, or they were just plain rude jerks. Some were more promising than others, but their interactions with Og or Etienne when Harry invited his current mates into the interview were quite often telling. Then Titus called "Shiraishin Hisoka & Minori." Harry blinked as two identical twins, clearly Asian, moved in perfect sync to sit down across from him. "Um, I thought I was only interviewing one Dominant at a time."
"We're a package deal," the two said in flawless English. They both tilted their heads, in mirror-like coordination with the other. "Someone's tried to teach you Occlumency… very badly," they commented, more in tune than even the Weasley twins. Their eyes flickered to Etienne and Og. "They really love you, after so short a time. You must be something special." They turned to look at each other before turning their eyes back on Harry.
Harry took a moment to just take in the twins' appearance. Their scales were a soft wine red, almost rose. They had plenty of muscle, as did almost every Dominant Dracken, but theirs seemed more etched from stone than carved from wood. Harry would wager that either one of these twins was a real danger in a fight, let alone both working together. Their hair was a platinum blonde, close to grey. The one on the left had an orange streak dyed in, while the one on the right had a blue. They looked young, almost as young as Harry.
"Okay… let's start over. I'm Harry. Who are you?"
"I am Shiraishin Hisoka," the one on the left said.
"And I am Shiraishin Minori," the one on the right said.
"We are identical. And also natural Legilimens," they said in unison, wrapping an arm around each other's shoulders in an embrace that didn't look very brotherly.
Harry blinked. "That's when you can read someone's mind just by looking at them? Well, it'd be really hard to plan surprise parties for you two."
Etienne leaned in. "Harry, they can also read each other's minds. They've probably been doing it all their lives. At this point, they're more one person in two bodies than two individuals."
"Precisely," the Shiraishin twins said.
Harry rolled his eyes. "I'm friends with another set of identical twins. No matter how alike they are, they're still little differences between them. I refuse to just address you as 'the twins' or 'Hisoka and Minori'. You're each your own man and deserve individual attention."
The twins blinked and looked into each other's eyes for almost a full minute. "You are… not like other men, Harry Potter," they said neutrally.
"Thanks for that. Now, let's get this interview on the road. Where…"
"Osaka," they answered.
"Alright. How…"
"19."
"Could you please let me at least finish the questions?"
"Okay."
Harry talked to Hisoka and Minori for almost an hour. The twins were reserved at first but began to open up as Harry asked them insightful questions about their past and characters. Etienne and Og chimed in with their own inquiries and the twin Dominants were perfectly cordial with Harry's mates. Harry stopped when he felt the feeling in his gut coalesce into a certainty. "Looks like I get two mates in one meeting!"
The other Dominants in line roared in outrage while Harry offered a hand to both Hisoka and Minori. The twins shook his hands and Harry felt the mating bonds form. Blinking past the rush of instinctive affection and adoration for his two new mates, Harry asked "Do you have everything you need to move to the UK or do we need to make a stop back in Japan?"
"We have sufficient luggage," Hisoka assured him.
"We planned this as soon as we heard that the Submissive for this meeting was British," Minori said with a grin.
The new family of five walked to the receiving chamber. All four Dominants laid a hand protectively on Harry. Harry waved goodbye at Elder Titus and then felt as he was Side-Along Apparated to Hogsmeade.
"Samui!" The twins exclaimed. "This is how cold it is in November?" Hisoka asked, his teeth already starting to chatter. He and Minori had only put on light cloaks when they retook human form.
"Warming Charms are your friend," Harry chuckled, seeing the culture and temperature shock of his beloved Hogwarts affect his two newest mates.
Og silently took his own fur cloak off and bundled the twins in it. The Asian Dominants seemed unsure how to take that gesture. Harry just chuckled and led the way back to Hogwarts and their rooms. Luckily, it was a school day, so Harry and his Dominants didn't have to dodge too many students on the way to their chambers.
"Make yourselves at home," Harry welcomed the twins, who seemed to very much appreciate the thick stone walls and blazing fire.
Hisoka and Minori pulled out shrunken suitcases and vanished into the bedroom. A half-hour later, both came out in fresh clothes quite a bit thicker than what they'd been wearing earlier. They had their arms wrapped around each other's waist. Harry narrowed his eyes. "You two are… incestuous, aren't you? Not judging, just making sure I'm reading the signs right."
Hisoka and Minori got identical mischievous smirks. "Do you really want to know?"
"Hey, you're both sane, consenting adults. I find it a bit gross but I'll get used to it for your sake," Harry shrugged. He plopped himself in a chair by the fire and began to read a Potions text. His horrible grades mysteriously seemed to have taken a complete 180 with the retiring of Professor Snape and the introduction of Professor Slughorn.
They had Dobby deliver lunch, and the House Elf seemed overjoyed that Harry had given him even more people to look after. They passed the afternoon after the overly large meal getting to know the newest pair of Dominants in their growing clan. They all went down to the Great Hall, a cover story for the Shiraishin twins rehearsed and ironclad.
"Harry? Who are these two?" Hermione asked delicately as Hisoka and Minori sat down on either side of Harry and began to build his plate by checking his thoughts for what he was hungry for.
"Og's penpals, and now that they've moved to the UK we invited them to join the party in our bedroom," Harry said with as straight a face as he could manage.
Ginny narrowed her eyes. "I knew you had a thing for twins. You had a crush on Fred and George ever since you met them."
"Beside the point. Hisoka and Minori are part of mine, Etienne's, and Og's relationship now. So get used to them."
Neville manfully offered his hand. "Hi, I'm…"
"Neville Longbottom. Hajimemashite," Hisoka bowed rather than touching the offered palm.
Harry sighed. "They're both natural Legilimens so that'll take some getting used to."
The twins were on their best behavior, but Harry had already learned that they were at least as mischievous as the Weasley twins. Harry would have worried about his twins going to work for his surrogate brothers if they both didn't already have jobs with Gringotts they'd somehow already had transferred to the UK. When Harry pressed, Minori caved and revealed he and Hisoka had applied for the transfer as soon as they learned the Submissive's nationality for the meeting. Sort of a good luck gesture, making preparations for the mateship they hadn't yet gotten.
They returned to their rooms after dinner. Harry, anticipating a long day filled with make-up essays tomorrow, decided to call it an early night. "Anyone care to shower with me?"
The twins perked up. "We will!" they said in unison to the syllable.
Og and Etienne exchanged glances. "We'll give you some private time," the French Dracken said.
Harry shrugged and made for the bathroom, trailed by his two Japanese mates. What occurred in the shower was less a frenzied attack and more sensual exploration. Hisoka and Minori rubbed their hands over every inch of Harry, and it wasn't to help get him clean. Harry gently felt out both twins, finding little differences between them in how they responded to his touch. They all got hard, but didn't touch each other; this wasn't that kind of shower. When they were done and towelled dry, Harry slid under the covers of the bed. Hisoka took Harry's left side while MInori took the right. Harry went out like a light. The twin Dominants just held him and looked into each other's eyes, marveling at their good fortune.
Harry's next heat was scheduled for January 2nd. In the weeks leading up to it, life fell into a routine. Harry would get up, enjoy breakfast with all four mates before Og and the twins left for Hogsmeade so they could Apparate to work. Harry would do his classes, with lunch with Etienne and his friends as a relaxing interlude, then have dinner with everyone before the five Drackens returned to their rooms. There, they helped Harry with his homework, got to know each other through conversation, and, if any of them were in the mood, had sex.
That last had almost been an issue with the twins. Minori, like Etienne, surrendered to Og without a fight. Hisoka, who Harry noticed was a bit more hot-headed than his brother, insisted on a dominance battle. Og had agreed and Harry saw just how violent two Dominant Drackenss could be. Furniture was destroyed as the 6'3 220 lb. Hisoka went up against the 7'5 300 lb. Og. The fight ended with Og pining Hisoka to the ground and not letting him up until he tapped out. So Og was superior to the twins in the line of dominance. Etienne, acknowledging they were younger, fitter, and had martial arts training had submitted to both Shiraishin twins. And Harry didn't think either twin was superior to the other, or if they were it changed by the day. So that was a pecking order of his mates established.
On the weekends, Harry hung out with his friends and/or mates, finding little activities to do on the Hogwarts grounds as the cold hand of winter approached. Hermione had an academic interest in how their quint functioned, Ginny needled Harry for sexy gossip, and Neville truly seemed to regard them as normal as any couple. Ron had gotten a Howler after Hermione and Ginny sent her letters about his behaviour. The sixth Weasley child sat with Dean and Seamus these days. And he seemed to be getting very close to Lavender Brown as well.
Harry blinked and realized it was the week before Christmas. He went straight for the Owlery to get Hedwig. He had a lot of mail orders to send out. Just a few days later, Harry was waving Hermione and Ginny away in a thestral-drawn carriage. HIs mates were silent presences behind him, it being the weekend and they all were free to hover around him as their instincts demanded.
His female friends waved off on their journeys home, Harry reentered the castle and headed for their rooms. "Do we have a Wizard's Chess board and pieces? Once homework is out of the way, that's pretty much all I do over winter holidays."
"I brought one," Etienne answered.
The twins shrugged. "We don't play. Too predictable."
"I'll play," Og offered. "After you finish your homework," he qualified.
Harry pouted. "Fine, fine, education before entertainment."
Harry went through the slog of essays, review packets, and other assignments he'd been given to do over the holiday. With helpful tidbits from his mates, he managed to finish everything just in time for dinner.
"So, Harry, any plans besides hanging alone in your rooms with your men?" Neville asked as Harry ate, surrounded by his mates.
"No, that's pretty much the plan. Until my dumb coma on the 2nd," Harry said after a bite of green beans.
Neville eyed his Dominants warily but asked "You are using protection right? You know that wizards can get pregnant?"
"I don't believe in birth control. Whatever will be will be. I can't wait until I'm having morning sickness," Harry shrugged nonchalantly.
Neville blinked. "You WANT to get pregnant while in school?"
"I want to get pregnant, full stop. During my school years would make things a tad difficult, I admit, but I want to have as many kids as possible. Got to get started right away," Harry grinned.
"Well… if that's what you want," Neville shrugged.
Harry smiled wide. "You're good people, Neville."
"I don't know about that," the Longbottom blushed.
Christmas Day dawned bright, morning sunlight reflecting off a fresh layer of snow. Harry wiggled in the grip of his mates until all five of them were up. "Last one to the tree's a rotten egg!" Harry proclaimed as he slipped on a nightshirt and an old jumper before rushing to the tree they'd decorated as a family.
"You're so mature, dearest, it's easy to forget you're only 16," Etienne chuckled.
"The gifts aren't going anywhere," the twins pointed out blearily. Turns out they were major coffee addicts.
"It's cute," Og grinned.
Once all five of them were gathered around the tree, Harry got the gift-giving started. "Let's see. This one is… from the twins to Etienne!" Harry handed the present to his first mate. "We only get one present from you two?" he asked the Japanese Drackens.
"Simpler that way," they shrugged.
Etienne opened the box and took out the contents. "This is THE book on Japanese wandlore. New translation, too. Thank you, boys."
"Dou itashi mashite," they responded.
They all went around opening presents, each of them touched by the gifts they got from their mates. Harry also had gifts from his friends to open. Finally the last present was left, and it was a big one. "This is from Og to me. Thank you, Og," Harry beamed.
"You haven't even seen it yet," Og chuckled.
Harry lifted the lid and was met with an adorable black canine face. "A… a puppy?"
Og reached into the box and lifted the curled up dog and letting her stand on the floor. "This is really a gift for all of us. Her name's Indy. She's half-Crup so she has human-level intelligence. The other half is Rottweiler, which make for excellent guard and family dogs. She's 15 months old and house-trained. I figure looking after her will be good practice for caring for a baby. And she'll be there to protect and entertain the kids."
Harry leapt as high as he could and wrapped Og in a crushing hug. "This is the single greatest present in the history of presents!" Harry dropped to the ground and began to cuddle Indy. "Hi, girl, I'm Harry. And we're going to be bestest friends!"
The rest of the morning and most of the afternoon was spent playing with Indy, letting her get to know each of them. The young Rottweiler-Crup hybrid proved to be full of energy and an explorer, but she obeyed every command given her… so far. Harry was so taken with her he had them bring her to the Christmas Feast.
"Gentlemen! Is that a dog I spy?" Dumbledore called down from the Head Table.
"Og's gift to me. Her name's Indy!" Harry called back, looking away from feeding Indy some chicken.
"Congratulations," the Headmaster answered.
The next few days were spent adjusting to the new addition to the Potter family. On January 1st, Harry instructed Dobby to take care of her while he and his mates went on heat. Dobby all but saluted and swore the dog would want for nothing. Then he popped away along with Indy.
The heat hit without warning as usual. Four Dominants hard and ready to plant their seed in a writhing Submissive. They came together in every possible combination. Even though Harry could only take 3 cocks at once, the odd one out found some way of being with him, or slaked themselves on one of the others.
Harry woke in the aftermath feeling… different. Sure, he had to pee and felt sore as all get out. But something else, something on the tip of his tongue was there too. It was… It was…
Harry walked into the bathroom to see his mate's preparing the recovery bath. "I'm pregnant, aren't I?"
All four Dominants grinned victoriously. "Yes," they chorused.
Harry nodded, a hand coming up to cup his lower abdomen. "Well, that means baby #1 is coming in August."
Harry did his business on the toilet then stepped into the tub enlarged so much it was practically a jacuzzi. His mates joined him, all of them keeping a close eye on Harry. He seemed a bit off. "What's the problem?" Og asked.
"I guess it's one thing to know you'll probably get pregnant at some point and another to have a baby growing in your womb," Harry explained. "I'm… not sure I'm happy or about to freak out."
His mates came together to wrap him in a hug. Harry took the comfort and took a deep breath. "I'm probably just in the denial stage. I'll be as excited as the rest of you at some point. Give me time."
"All the time in the world, dearest," Etienne promised.
Hisoka and Minori were squinting at Harry. "You're afraid… that you'll be as bad a parent as your aunt or uncle," they divined from their mind reading.
Harry hummed. "That is the root of most of my worries. I don't ever want a child of mine to end up like Dudley."
The twins were still staring, growing expressions of horror on their faces. "They abused you!" Hisoka burst out.
"They locked you in a cupboard," Minori said like he wished the words weren't true.
Harry winced. "'Abuse' is such a strong word. They treated me like an unwanted House Elf. There's plenty of kids out there who had it worse than I did."
"Wait, Harry was abused by his family?" Etienne asked aghast.
"You're making a big deal out of nothing," Harry tried to deflect.
"Harry," Og said in his deep voice. "Did they hurt you on any level? Yes or no?"
Harry had no escape for that. "Fine, yes. The Dursleys hurt me. I still maintain they could have done a lot worse."
Og took a deep breath and they all paid attention to their top-Dominant. "Over the summer, Harry will see a Mind Healer to help him process what happened to him. If he wants to press charges afterwards or just never see his family again, that is up to him. Now, we're going to get dressed and get our last mate."
They got dried and put on clothes for the day. Then, at 4:15 am, they left their rooms to go to Dumbledore's office. Harry guessed the password and they all went up into the Professor's domain. "Hello all. Is the pitter-patter of little feet on the horizon?" Dumbledore asked jovially.
"Yes. Wonder how many feet are in this first batch," Harry managed to grin.
"Drackens' first pregnancy is almost always a singleton. Sort of a warm-up before triplets and quadruplets become the norm," Etienne chimed in to answer.
"Ah. Good to know. Anyway, time for my last visit to the Dracken Halls if I can help it," Harry prompted.
Dumbledore wordlessly provided the Portkey. The family of five creatures got a firm grip on each other and then reached out to touch the magical object. In a rush of sensation, they arrived in the receiving chamber for the Dracken Halls. Elder Titus was with them in minutes.
"Oh, happy day! Harry is pregnant! May the ancients bless your pregnancy," the Dracken elite all but jumped for joy.
Harry could only smile at Titus's exuberance. "Thank you, Elder Titus. Now let's see about getting me my grounding mate."
"Of course, of course dear one! Follow me, though I dare say you know the way by now," the Elder joked.
In a matter of minutes, Harry and his mates were in the giant chamber reserved for the Dominants vying for matehood with Harry. Harry had a bright idea on how to narrow down the candidates even further. "I'm pregnant. Any not willing to care for this child like it was their own, blood or not, can just leave now."
A surprisingly large number of Dominants turned and left. The result was less than 100 left in the room. Harry settled down into his chair and nodded at Titus. "Let's begin."
They'd been interviewing for barely half an hour when Harry met his last and final mate. He had ice-blue scales, which brought out his blue-grey eyes. His brown hair was longer than usual for a man, gathered in a neat tail with a ribbon. He appeared to be in his mid-30s, 6'6 or so, and muscled like a statue like most Dominant Drackens Harry had met. He grinned with confidence but no arrogance. "Hi. I'm Morgan Hendricks," he introduced himself with an American accent. And Harry didn't know what it was, but he was the sexiest Dominant he'd ever seen.
"Hi, Morgan. I'm Harry. These are Etienne, Ogden, Hisoka, and Minori, my Dominants," Harry said, wanting to see how this particularly beautiful Dominant behaved with Harry's other mates.
"Greetings to all of you. Congratulations are due, you're all expecting parents now," Morgan said with a charming grin.
That got Morgan major points in Harry's book; he didn't specify that only the blood father would be a parent to this baby. "What do you do for a living, Morgan?"
"I was a Healer, but I recently sold my practice in New York City. If you happen to pick me, I hope to gain employment at St. Mungo's," Morgan answered.
"What was your speciality?" Etienne asked.
"General practitioner. I dealt with all the small injuries and diseases and referred those beyond my knowledge to the appropriate specialist," Morgan replied.
Hisoka and Minori had been staring hard at Morgan since he sat down. They both shrugged. "No red flags," they said in unison.
Harry took his twin mates seal of approval into consideration. "So I presume you went to Ilvermorny?"
They talked for over an hour. Harry found that past his distracting good looks, Morgan was a solid, dependable man with a very open mind. Harry got up and offered his hand to shake. "Welcome to the family, Morgan. If you'll have us, four Dominants, a pregnant Submissive, a dog and all?"
Morgan took Harry's hand and the sensation of a key going into a lock struck them both as the mating bond formed. "It would be my pleasure," he grinned roguishly.