CHAPTER WARNINGS: there is some man on man loving in this chapter. I know that's in the original warnings at the beginning of the story, but I am reiterating them! The action in this chapter is not graphic and at the very end of the chapter so you can skip it very easily. Also Sev is in his full veela form during it and I can imagine that at least one person may have a problem with it. Again Severus is in full veela form (aka bird features) and may make someone uncomfortable. It is very easy to skip this part.
I hope that the people who would have a problem with any of this chapter (and honestly the rest of the story) will pay attention to the warning.
Now. I am so sorry yet again for the delay in updates. I have my reasons and this time I am not telling why because I don''t owe you that much. Just an apology, I am sorry. However, I am feeling better and am very happy with this chapter. And I should not have another large gap in my postings because I have a large chunk of the ext chapter written already and rough outlines for more following. I am not abadoning this story what so ever!
I hope you all enjoy this as much as I do. Especially since many of you have been asking for more intimacy between the threesome :D 3
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An actual chapter title!
Chapter 26: intermission/ show Sev some love!
Severus sat back in his chair with a heavy sigh, letting the fire in front of him chase away the chill of the dungeons. His feet ached from standing and pacing all day during classes, his voice was strained from yelling at his students to stop their chatter, and a headache dominated over it all. The past few days had been torture thanks to the headmaster making such a blatant accusation against him and revealing his own creature status to the school. Something he had even managed to keep from the Dark Lord. And now it had sparked all kinds of rumors through the school. Usually he could ignore the rumors that plagued every year, but now it kept his students too distracted. They were more interested about his person that no amount of points taken or detentions given would keep the classes quiet for more than a few moments. It was maddening to no longer have control over his classroom.
What was worse the students kept him so distracted, that he was unable to discover the 'Veela' from the note left behind on that deer. Oh he caught a few things, it was definitely a student and he was certain it was a sixth year. There was a strange scent that he had picked up, similar to a Veela, but distorted. The surest way to tell a Veela was their magic, however with not needing wands in potion making, Severus had no way of sensing Veela magic. Another anomaly was the lack of any lure, the pheromones Veela gave off to attract a mate. Newly matured Veelas had difficulty it which caused people to be unintentionally attracted to one. If someone came into the inheritance, there should evidence of a lure, even partial Veelas had one albeit weak.
It was confusing and made him feel inadequate for not finding the culprit. Until the person was found, it was just another danger he had to watch for.
Severus massaged his temples as the pain in his head increased. Just thinking about it all was running his thoughts in circles, not actually solving anything. What he needed most was a drink and a quiet evening. He didn't even care if he spent the night with Remus or Harry. Just a night when he didn't have to worry or do anything.
"Here," Harry's whispered voice broke his thoughts. Looking up, Severus recognized one of his headache potions held in front of his face. He took it without questioning, and as the potion got to work, Harry held up a tumbler with his favorite whiskey. He gave his mate a smile of thanks before taking a sip.
"Do not let Remus know you got into the liquor cabinet," Severus joked. He didn't think Remus would actually mind, it was just nice to jest with Harry. Severus held out a hand in invitation for Harry to come closer, only to frown when his mate shook his head.
"I don't think Remus would get mad since it was for you. I have no idea what it even tastes like," Harry remarked while he walked behind Severus' chair. It had been quit some time since he spent any quality time alone with Severus and he was going to use the time to get his mate to relax.
Harry began with combing back Severus' hair using his fingers, scraping his nails along the man's scalp. He bit his lip to smother a laugh when Severus dropped his head back with a pleased chirrup. He loved it when his mates would let loose those little inhuman sounds, made all the more special when the three of them were the only ones to hear it. Moving from Severus' head, Harry began rubbing at his shoulders, taking care to do so gently. Harry didn't really know how to give a massage and didn't want to hurt his mate. When the tension finally left Severus, Harry ran his hands down Severus' chest, resting his head on those shoulders and enjoying the feel of the Veela's breath under his hands. He pressed a kiss to Severus' cheek before speaking. "Feel better?"
"Yes, thank you," Severus answered. Grasping one of Harry's hands, he placed a kiss of his own and held it close. He looked in the warmth of the fire and reveled in the feel of his mate wrapped around him. "It was a trying day."
"I believe you, but we don't need to talk about it. I just wanted to make you feel better when I saw you come in," Harry explained.
"I would have been fine."
"Maybe, but you need to be cared for as well." Harry walked around the chair and sat on the arm, wriggling his feet under Severus' thighs, smirking at quiet grunt for his efforts. He took up one of Severus' hands and began massaging it, starting at the base of the palm and working outward to the end of his fingers.
"Mm, feels nice," Severus sighed. No one had ever paid attention to his hands like this. Sure, Remus may have kissed his hands, but had never done this. The Veela didn't even realize how much tension he held in his hands. He relaxed further into the chair as he let Harry work.
Severus hadn't realized he had fallen asleep until he felt Harry move and step down from the chair. Taking the hand that was proffered to him, Severus let Harry lead him to their bedroom. He hardly paid attention as Harry unbuttoned his teaching robes, really allowing himself to be moved like a puppet. Severus laid down in bed when Harry pushed him into it and helped pull the covers up to his chin. He let out another sigh as he relaxed further and fell asleep.
Harry smiled as he watched Severus fall asleep, the deep lines smoothing from his face as he finally relaxed. When they returned to Hogwarts, Severus had replaced the glamour to hide his Veela features, which meant he looked like the haggard professor of the dungeons again. But Harry still found him attractive. He could remember his history texts from primary school about the Roman emperors, and Severus reminded him of the ancient engravings. Proud, noble, and handsome. All that described his mate.
With a final touch to Severus' cheek, Harry quietly left their bedroom. Outside the door, he was met by Remus.
"Is everything alright?" Remus asked, glancing past Harry to the closed door.
"Yeah, he's just tired and stressed," he replied. Reaching behind him, Harry opened the door again and stepped around Remus. He had his time with Severus, now it was Remus'. "I'll be in the spring."
"I should stay with him for the rest of the evening," Remus confessed. Which Harry readily agreed with.
As Remus started into the room, Harry spotted his friends in the common space and waved to them before turning to back to the werewolf. "Ron and Hermione can keep me out of trouble for an evening. Go be with Severus, I'm safe." With the last assurance, Remus closed the door. Harry stood staring at it with a smile on his face, thinking if only for this night, everything was fine.
"Is everything all right Harry?" Hermione asked.
"Yeah, everything's going to be okay," Harry promised. He waved for them to follow him, walking to the colorful door to his spring. "Come with me, I don't think you've had a chance to see this." Harry stood to the side of the door as Ron and Hermione walked in, in awe as they looked around the amazing room. His two friends stared unblinking as Harry walked past them to the edge of the water. He blushed fiercely before speaking to them.
"Um, I want to get in. Do you mind turning around so I can get undressed? Otherwise I won't have any clothes when I get out."
"Oh! Okay!" Hermione flushed as she turned around. She peeked over to Ron who was still staring at the water. "Honestly Ronald!" she exhaled, reaching over to turn the boy around. If possible she felt her cheeks burn hotter as she heard the rustling of clothes being dropped to the floor. Sure Harry was her best friend and he was happily mated, and she would never want Harry, but she had only seen her dormmates in various states of undress, never the boys. She jumped out of her thoughts when there was a splash.
"Okay, you can look?" came Harry's hesitant voice.
"Oh look at you Harry! You look so wonderful," Hermione exclaimed. She crouched down by the water to look closer at Harry's mer form. Wet hair hung heavy enough to let pointed ears peek out, and his face was adorned with bright white and silver scales. In the water his white tail seemed to glow. She watched the tail closely as it flicked back and forth to keep Harry afloat. She was watching so intently to the tail's movement that Harry took advantage of her distraction to splash some water in her face, causing her to fall backwards onto her bottom. "Harry!" she squealed.
Harry only laughed as he pulled himself onto a sun rock. Not that there was an actual sun, but they were magically warmed giving the same sensation. He smiled at Hermione when she glared at him, but it didn't last long until she was laughing with him. Looking to Ron, Harry was worried when he saw the ginger wasn't laughing also.
"All right there, Ron?" he asked.
"Yeah," Ron said shaking himself out of his bewilderment. "Just odd actually seeing you as a mermaid."
"Hey, I am not a mermaid!" Harry picked up a shell that was nearby and threw it at Ron. "Idiot. I'm still me."
"I know, only teasing." Ron tossed the shell back before walking over and sitting down next to Harry on the rock. "So what is this place?"
"The school governors had it made for me. There's one like this back home, but it has a waterfall. This one has a window that looks into the lake," Harry pointed out. "I even have a talking box where I can talk to the other mer."
"That's incredible," said Hermione. "I'm glad the governors are on your side."
"Yeah, what's up with Dumbledore lately?" Ron asked, face scrunched up. "I was shocked to hear what he's done so far, but today was mad. Why would he set Snape up for?"
Harry blanched. "You think Dumbledore killed that deer?"
"Who else?"
"Maybe there really is a Veela here at school. You said yourself Ron, that inheritances are kept private," Hermione reasoned.
"Remember when Beauxbatons was here for the Triwizard Tournament? Most of them weren't even half Veela and they had the lure," the redhead explained. "I haven't felt one and if there was a Veela trying to lay a claim on Harry there would have been a lure scent all over that deer."
"Wait, I haven't felt anything from Severus. I wonder why," Harry questioned. Not that he had been affected when those Veelas had been around, but it had still been noticeable to him that something was there. With Ron mentioning Veela's lure, he realized his own Veela hadn't used one.
"Probably because Snape is older and already had Remus. He has more control and doesn't need it to find a mate," Ron explained.
"I wonder if it would actually affect Harry," Hermione thought.
"I don't know, but since we're mates I guess I won't find out," the mer shrugged. "So what are we going to do about it all?"
"Shouldn't we let Remus and Professor Snape handle it?"
"Since when have we ever left anything to the adults," Ron smirked.
Hermione laughed. "Why can't we go one year without getting into trouble?"
Severus was asleep by the time Remus entered the bedroom. Snoring softly, though the man would always deny having snored. After nearly twenty years together and his dark mate would snap at him with his beak if Remus dare mention the snoring. Harry had thankfully asked about the snoring in between class periods when Remus was walking with him and Severus was not around, he was able to fully warn Harry against bringing it up. The little mer had laughed until he saw how serious Remus was about Severus' feelings towards it and never brought it up again.
Now with Severus asleep, Remus chuckled lowly as the man snuffled and rolled facing away from him. He climbed onto the bed and curled up behind Severus, enjoying the feel of his mate against him. But it wasn't enough. He wanted to feel unhindered. To feel Severus' sleep warmed skin and run his hands down his back to feel the bumps and ridges of his hidden wings. It amazed him to no end that such large wings could be hidden, but to feel the power under his mate's skin. The thought always got him hot.
But this was about Severus and his needs.
Remus unbuttoned his mate's shirt and pushed him onto his belly and wrestled the shirt the rest of the way off, all with no complaints from Severus. The man was like a lifeless doll when he was sleepy, but it made it easier for Remus to do what he wanted. Plus Severus knew it was going to be good for him, after Remus doing things like this for so long he no longer fought. The only time he complained was when Remus pulled away the covers and letting in cold air into his nest. Remus pushed Severus' hand away when it reached for the blanket, then straddled his hips. He ran his hands up and down his mate's back, once again amazed at how much he enjoyed it and all that Severus was lying in wait beneath the surface.
He needed to be selfish for just one moment. He leaned down and in a single strip, licked his way up the entire length of Severus' back. Savoring the feel and taste of Severus, smirking as the man under him squirmed.
"Must you wake me just to satisfy your quirks, you old dog," Severus groused. He sucked in a sharp breath when Remus bit his shoulder. Moaning when the werewolf sat back on put his weight on top of his hips. He may complain out loud about the licking, but he never stopped Remus.
"Hm, but you enjoy this old dog," Remus teased. "However, this is not about me, but you." Remus leaned forward once again and whispered into Severus' ear smiling at the small shudder Severus tried to hold. "Show yourself to me."
Remus sat back as feathers sprouted everywhere. Severus' body shook as it released his wings. He turned his head to the side as his face elongated into a beak. He was surprised that Severus even changed his face, usually the man didn't because he said the beak was unsightly and would get in the way of everything. It was a pleasant surprise however. The colors were so magnificent, black feathers faded to purple at his face and the beak a tarnished gold, making him all the more distinguished. Long fingers turned into sharp talons that same brilliant gold. Remus could hear the sheet being torn from Severus' feet growing into talons. Everything about the Veela form was fantastic, but the wings more so. So much power, so large they spilled over both sides of the bed.
The best thing about them were how sensitive they were and how much Severus enjoyed to be touched at his wings.
"You are so fucking incredible," Remus revered. He seldom cursed, but his mates brought out the best and worst in him, which included vulgar language. It always amused Severus whenever he did curse, like now. Remus could feel the vibrations shaking through his mate. To shut him up, Remus ran his hands through the feathers on Severus' wings, starting at the base where they connected. His most sensitive spot. The Veela let out loud groan at the touch and undulated beneath him.
And Remus continued to do only that. Kept at it until Severus was a shivering puddle under his hands. A constant stream of trills leaving his mouth, in a way of begging for release. Remus lay along the whole length of Severus, threading his fingers with talons and squeezing tight enough to leave small pinpricks on his hands. Like they did as teenagers, Remus grinded against Severus and bit down into his shoulder once again. It was enough to give Severus his release, crying out. Remus knew his eyes were glowing gold when he scented his mate's release, Moony rising to surface satisfied and hungry for more.
Severus' Veela form receded as he caught his breath. He rolled to his side, still holding onto Remus' hands and pulling him against his back. He let loose a content chirp as he started drifting back to sleep, his Veela side happy at the attention his mates had given him this night.
Another chirp left him as Remus placed a kiss to the back of his head and whispered to him. "Goodnight Severus."
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