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Ah Severus...poor fellow has such a hard time accepting that he can be loved. Still he is my favorite character by far.

Warnings:

Homosexual relationship

NOT FOR THE EYES OF CHILDREN

MENTIONS OF RAPE

GRAPHIC VIOLENCE

Polygamous relationship

DOM/SUB

MATES/(SLIGHT) CREATURE FIC

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Mistress Slytherin

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Chapter 4

Harry stared at the clock idly watching as the seconds hand moved listening to the monotonous tick-tock, tick-tock. He'd spent the majority of the day here on the couch or in Draco's lap or beside Draco eating when Draco told him to which was at least every hour. He'd drunk down the horrid potion too, Snape sent it and he knew there was no denying the man but he was beginning to feel a bit stretched and uncomfortable around the middle. He felt…odd, too. Like he couldn't quite focus on any particular thing. He dozed periodically mostly feeling comforted by Draco's presence across the room and the scratching of the quill as Draco scribbled on this document or that. It was peaceful though, warm and soft and peaceful and…safe…He let out another sigh and allowed himself to fall asleep assured that Draco was too preoccupied to bother with him at the moment.

"He's been sleeping most of the day." Harry heard Draco's voice and felt large hands shifting him, he was settled against a firm chest and a sound of contentment left him.

"That's partly from exhaustion, partly from malnutrition and mostly because he feels safe." Snape said distantly. Harry was only half awake to listen to this.

"He's been taking his potions regularly and I've given him a bit of space like you said." Draco added. Harry felt finger slide into his hair and sighed softly.

"The changes are starting to take place already, look his hair's grown an inch, it's coming in darker too though that could just be the nutrient potions at work. His nails are longer too, we should clip them so he doesn't hurt himself." Harry felt himself being adjusted, felt his arm being lifted and the dull clicking sound as his nails were cut. He couldn't bother to lift his head though; he was safe and warm and didn't particularly want to be bothered.

"How long will he be like this?" Draco asked. Harry couldn't tell were he was sitting but he didn't get the feeling that Draco needed anything so he supposed it was alright for him to stay where he was.

"A few days, a week at the most, until his body stabilizes most certainly, he'll be emotionally dependant on us for longer then that though. The trauma will take more than just food and comfort to heal but it does go a very long way. Now that he feels safe with us he will come to seek us out, he will need to be close to one or both of us." Snape said settling his hand against his chest and allowing him to curl it around the lapel.

"I have a mission." Draco said softly.

"I'll look after him, he'll sleep for the most part he might not even understand that you're gone." Snape said casually.

"Or he might wake up wanting us." Draco said a smirk in his voice.

"True." Snape said his voice a low rumble.

"I expect you to take very good care of him then pet." Draco mock scolded his voice growing nearer. Harry didn't need to open his eyes he could hear the two kissing, it made him shiver slightly in pleasure. Draco let out a small sound before pulling away. Lips pressed to Harry's very briefly before pulling away. "I'll be back before dawn." Draco whispered before pulling away. Harry vaguely heard him slip away but couldn't bring himself to move despite the overwhelming sorrow that he suddenly felt.

"Harry?" Snape said distantly. Harry felt the man lift a finger and wipe away a tear before the world became ever more distant and he sank into oblivion.

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Draco came back smelling like blood.

Harry's eyes snapped open at the familiar scent and a low growl beside him told him that Snape had also noticed. Silver eyes were hardly human as they gazed down at them Harry half wanted to jump out of bed and check for injuries the other half…well the other half was frozen by the blatant lust shining in those eyes. Draco stripped as he walked his skin pale in the dim light his claws sharp as they tore through the fabric easily. Pale blonde hair fell free from its braid and Harry's breath caught when patches of red showed blatantly against the pale color. He knew that look- that blood lust, he'd seen a similar one before, in Sphinx, he knew how to respond to this he knew what was needed. He tilted his head back displaying his neck as he spread his legs and relaxed. Snape hissed slightly beside him and Harry felt something slick in him making him sigh. At least it wouldn't hurt too terribly-

But Draco didn't attack the way Harry thought he would. Draco covered him, arousal ready and standing proud but Draco just stayed there for a moment and let out a deep rumbling purr that vibrated through his entire body making him sigh. Draco was in control…He gasped as he was breeched slowly measured and controlled always, not hurting him not breaking him just owning him. Teeth bit at his neck and he felt a sound rise from his chest as the skin broke and blood slipped free allowing Draco to lap it up slurping slightly and growling as he thrust deeply his body a golden arch.

"Mine." Draco growled into his ear. Harry writhed desperately as the pleasure increased the lust clouded his mind and the urge to give in, to give over to Draco became too much to bear. And then he did just that his body seemed to give in, cave all around him and it was all Draco. He cried out when teeth bit down into his neck and a feeling of being submerged in some pleasantly warm place filled him. Pleasure burned a pathway through him and he felt as though he was being invaded in more ways then one. He started to panic but Draco let out a quiet sound and the panic bled away giving in to the burn that grew and grew never stopping and nearly maddening. "Now Harry come now." Draco hissed. Harry felt his body tense like a coil that had been expertly coaxed tightly until there was no give and then with those few words it was loosed and pleasure crested leaving him to stare sightlessly at the canopy above. As Draco let out a hoarse sound in his completion his grip on Harry's wrists bruising though Harry hardly noticed.

Harry came down slowly and a flicker of conscience seemed to filter through the fog in his mind. He was scared- more terrified than he could ever remember being in his life because he had no control over his own body. At least this had always been his, the claim Sphinx had couldn't touch that it was Harry's body. This was different though, Draco owned him in every sense of the word, mind, body, and soul.

"Shit, Draco!" Draco crawled off of Harry who was staring sightlessly ahead of him and the blond was already beginning a ferocious attack on Snape. The two fought briefly, Snape letting out low growls and snarls before giving in with a wounded sound followed by a sigh of contentment. Harry could hardly move, he could feel the semen seeping out of him in a steady dribble and he felt oddly raw and used. He turned his head slowly and his breath hitched as he watched Draco enter Severus both men letting out small growls their heads tilted back in bliss.

Was this better than death?

A part of him wasn't so sure. Draco and Snape had been enemies for so long- and suddenly everything was pear shaped and he was left with no choice but to give in to them. They were kind to him unlike sphinx and there was a feeling in his chest that they would always take care of him. But it was wrong, it wasn't him was it? The boy who was laying next to the two as they made love, the boy whose arse thrummed pleasantly who felt used in all the right ways- that wasn't him right? He shouldn't enjoy this. It had been a last ditch effort to save his live but now…Harry felt his face flush as Draco dragged sharp nails down Severus' torso drawing lines of blood and a gasp that wasn't entirely pained from Severus.

What had he become?

He remembered the way things had been before, he remembered the boy he had been before. He'd been so full of loyalty and love and hope, he'd been so determined and stubborn willed always knowing right from wrong. There was no hope of that now, he was too tainted. Sphinx had changed him, raped his body and twisted his mind-

What would Draco and Severus do?

Would they join Voldemort? Would they turn their backs on him and allow him to be killed? Would they use him and hurt him in the end?!

Something inside of him screamed no! -While all of his past experiences screamed yes! Harry felt himself begin to drift again as he watched Draco and Severus cry out in completion the sound dragging him under to a safer more pleasant place where he didn't need to be worried about all that.

"I'm worried Draco." Severus said as his breathing slowed and he had the chance to glance back at Harry. Draco let out a low sound and rolled over dragging Harry closer and smelling his hair with a long slow inhale. Draco let out a small sound of satisfaction his expression uncannily gentle and adoring. Severus couldn't help but let his worries abate.

"He can take his time Sev. Harry doesn't owe the world a thing any more; he's safe here with us. I spoke to the minister today; once my two year contract is up they won't be able to do a thing to us. The fools didn't expect Harry Potter to be my mate when they designed the contract." Draco murmured dragging the smaller and thinner of them over him and settling Harry between them so that he was buffeted nicely on both sides. Severus sneered slightly.

"Of course, they were more than glad to add that clause when it was just me." He said with a sneer.

"And they were fools for that as well, by assuring that my mate or mates are listed as mine in their entirety to do with as I see fit they lost one of the best potions masters in the world and their precious poster boy. They thought they were being clever trapping me into that contract serves them right." Draco muttered throwing a possessive arm across Harry and settling his hand on Severus' stomach.

"Well I'm certain the very thought of having the newly instated Malfoy Lord under their thumb for two years was enticing, it's unfortunate for them that they only saw the young man and the Vela rather than what you will become some day." Severus said unable to keep from curling into Draco's hand which slid up to settle on his waist. Harry let out a small sound and yawned widely catching their attention briefly.

"He's been eating well?" Draco said moving his hand to brush a knuckle down Harry's cheek.

"Yes and constantly. I've been putting salves on his scars as well; you see they're almost faded now." Severus said tracing one particular line that had once been a protruding knotted scar on Harry's hip. Now it was little more than a faded pink line just like all the others. Harry stirred slightly in his sleep and let out a small murmuring sound. It was a far cry from the whimpering mess that Harry had been when Draco had first found him. Of course Harry still had nightmares every night, but they all did on some level, just as they all seemed to thrive on being near to each other. Harry especially needed one of them to be around constantly.

"Very good." Draco said tracing the line with his finger as well. "I want all traces of that man gone from Harry's body." He said his voice darkening slightly. Severus resisted the urge to shiver. He was still too sated to do anything about it anyway.

"Of course." Severus said his eyes tracing the now sleeping boy's frame. "How was your mission?" Severus asked curiously.

"A blood bath, I warned the minister that sending Thomas on a peace envoy would start a war. I managed to calm the werewolves but not before losing two of my men. Good thing was that Thomas was one of them; at least I won't have to deal with that arsehole anymore. I even wrote it in my report the last time- Thomas reacts in anger to cover his fear; he was more likely to pick a fight than keep his gob shut. I didn't mention it in my briefing tonight though, the minister is becoming paranoid lately, he's convinced that the werewolves will side with the Dark Lord when the time comes." Draco said settling an arm over Harry his hand resting on Severus' hip.

"Are they?" Severus said pressing a kiss to the back of Harry's neck and scooting closer still secretly enjoying the closeness. People didn't generally want to touch him, it hadn't bothered him before really because he didn't really care what they thought, but now that he could have it he took every advantage of it.

"I don't think so." Draco said with a frown. "Despite his obvious faults Dumbledore took a preemptive measure when he pushed the CPA through, none of the creatures would be willing to give up what they're being offered now. The Vampire Clans get their privacy and a constant blood supply; the Werewolves get their own forests and a steady supply of Wolfsbane potion- really they didn't ask for much, for the most part all the ministry has to worry about are the rogues." Draco said mildly.

"But?" Severus said knowingly.

"The moment the ministry runs short of money it will crumble." Draco said with a sigh. That's why I went to visit the Vampires, we know already that the werewolves have very little in terms of money but the Vampires have centuries worth of fortunes just sitting around, they don't really use the money for anything else aside from their luxuries. Once they shut Thomas up permanently they were more than willing to pay whatever cost we requested for the blood supply, however I think they knew that we asked for a bit more than was really required." Draco said grimly.

"Which means that they know they're paying for the werewolves." Severus said in understanding.

"Which leaves them in power, which they like, and aren't likely to use any time soon, but, the moment a clan war breaks out they'll call in that debt." Draco said with a nod.

"Where wolves need only a week out of every month to recover." Severus said softly.

"Yes, but despite the new laws very few places will hire a werewolf. The moment shop owners see identification they'll know." Draco grumble.

"Ah." Severus said in understanding.

"Our economy is still affected from the last war Severus; there isn't much the ministry can do." Draco said with a slight shrug.

"Then perhaps…" Severus said his lips quirking slightly. Draco cracked an eye open and smiled.

"I don't want to hear about it until it's a sure thing." Draco said reaching down and dragging the blanket up over them. Severus smirked.

"Yes master." He said softly. Draco's eyes opened and darkened slightly.

"It sounds so beautiful when you say that I don't see why you don't say it more often." Draco said warmly.

"If you grew used to hearing it then it wouldn't be very special any more would it?" Severus said smirking. Draco snorted.

"Severus everything about you is dead sexy I doubt I could ever tire of hearing you call me master." Draco said his eyes already slipping shut. He didn't notice the shocked expression that crossed Severus' features. Severus smiled a thin disparaging smile and shook his head before pressing his face into the nook of Harry's neck and falling asleep.

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Harry came back to himself slowly. Sometimes it was only for a few moments, sometimes it was longer than this but he was always safe, and warm, and comforted by either Snape or Draco. It was strange and frightening but when one week faded and he was left feeling and looking better than he'd ever felt or looked before it was hard to ignore the facts. Of course he never left Draco's room really during that week, so it was almost easy to believe that there was nothing outside of their little three person unit.

"Harry, come." Draco said softly. Harry had been dreading it since that morning when Severus pronounced him fit. Draco decided that since he couldn't be locked up all the time and Draco and Severus couldn't be apart from him all the time that Harry would return to classes with them.

"Yes Master." Harry fidgeted unused to wearing clothes after a week spent simply lounging around naked. He stuck close to Draco wondering silently how far behind he was in his spell work, he'd been out for more than a week and he very much doubted that there would be a Hermione waiting for him with notes of all he'd missed. Harry ignored everything and every one around him as he followed two steps behind Draco ignoring the stares and whispers. When they reached the Great Hall Draco promptly guided him to sitting on the bench beside him. Harry happily curled into his familiar presence and ate little bits of food silently and without any of the usual playfulness that tended to lead the three of them back to bed. Harry didn't dare look at the papers when the owls flew in, he didn't know what the world thought of this and part of him didn't want to know. Feeling a knot twist in his stomach he was almost glad when Draco decided they were done a few moments later. He guided Harry out of the Great Hall and back down to their rooms. For one glorious and slightly terrifying moment he thought that Draco might leave him there.

"Harry?" Draco said reaching up and brushing his cheek lightly. Draco was often gentle with him when they were in their rooms, he had a rough side to him Harry knew but Draco seemed to prefer these light delicate touches, as though he was afraid that they would break him. Harry leaned into the touch feeling overwhelmed by everything.

"I'm sorry." Harry whispered. Draco sighed and pulled him closer.

"Too soon?" Draco said nuzzling his neck lightly. Harry shivered and tilted his head back exposing his throat to Draco's bite. Draco let out a small huff and pressed a kiss to the exposed skin. "Are you still afraid of me?" Draco asked his hands sliding small circles into his back. Harry realized belatedly that he was trembling terribly. "Or are you afraid of that world out there?" Draco whispered in concern.

"Draco?" Harry heard Snape step into the room and wanted nothing more than to shrink down into a dot small enough that neither man had to see.

"I don't know Severus, I've never been able to understand him and now he's stopped talking to me." Draco said sounding truly bothered by this. Harry watched Severus appear before again fading from view before the man pressed up behind him, sandwiching him and making him feel suddenly as though all the world wouldn't be able to get to him.

"Perhaps it's time we told him Draco." Severus said softly. Harry frowned curiously his fear forgotten. Told him? Told him what? Told him why it was he felt safer with the two of them than he'd ever felt before? Tell him why he needed them, why he seemed to lose focus and why their presence felt so…so comforting when it really shouldn't?

"Harry." Draco all but sighed. "I'm sorry Harry that I never noticed." Draco said his voice low and gravely. Noticed? Noticed what? "You are our mate Harry, you belong with us." Draco said pulling away slightly to look down into his face.

"Mate?" Harry said in confusion.

"You are not human Harry." Severus said rubbing circles into his back. Harry felt his heart sink.

"I'm not?" Harry rasped. "But…but I don't have claws or anything!" He said feeling suddenly frightened as though the rug had been pulled out from under him and all that was left was him falling and crashing painfully to the floor.

"You don't have to Harry." Draco said pressing a kiss to his temple. "Sometimes no one knows until something truly odd happens. Severus suspects that whatever you are might have to do with a few of your character traits, things we took as a given." Draco said soothingly.

"I brewed a potion that should help us identify what you are." Severus said softly.

"Is it ready?" Draco asked curiously.

"I had the parchment soaking over night and now it's hanging, it should be dry by lunch." Severus said with a nod. Draco nodded and tightened his grip on Harry.

"Pet? Do you think you can stand it until lunch?" Draco asked softly. Harry realized that again he was trembling.

"Perhaps it would be better for him to stay with me for the day under his invisibility cloak." Severus offered quietly.

"I-" Harry didn't know what he wanted, his mind was spinning and he felt suddenly very, very frightened. His trembling became shaking and he struggled to breathe clinging to Draco's robes tightly.

"Damn." Draco hissed pulling him tighter. "Forget it, we're staying here Severus." Draco growled.

"Draco I can't just cancel-!"

"Your mate needs you Severus!" Draco snarled his eyes flashing. "You aren't leaving this room." Draco said his voice dead serious. Silence hung in the air for a moment broken only by the small gasping sounds that Harry made as he struggled to control his breathing.

"Am I allowed to alert the headmaster or will you deny me that as well master?" Severus said his tone silken and filled with disgust and anger. Some part of Harry was truly stung by this. He should have known really, Snape didn't want him how could he ever? The man was just doing as Draco instructed, they both were.

"Get out then." Draco said his voice raw. "Go back to the job you hate, the solitude that rules your life; go back to fucking living under Dumbledore's thumb! Go back to your self pity, fuck me if I ever thought I was doing any good by trying to make all that better for you! Fuck me for loving you!" Draco roared holding Harry closer. "Get out! GET OUT!" Draco shouted. Harry gasped as Draco's magic swept out in a pulse and Snape's presence was ripped from him sent flying across the room and through the doors which promptly sealed behind him. Draco was clinging to him now, holding him tightly and rocking them both back and forth. Eventually Harry felt that numb feeling settle over him and the world became a faded distant thing.