Harry groaned as he woke up, bringing a hand to his head as he felt the beginnings of a headache. He heard people entering the room, and blearily opened his eyes to look at them.
The first person he saw was Draco Malfoy, the next was Blaise Zabini.
Mates. His mind corrected him, and he looked at them curiously, from the tips of their hair on their head to the bottom of their shoes. He noticed that Blaise was smiling widely at him, while Draco was frowning, looking at the floor with his hands balled into fists.
Harry frowned. Why was one of his Dominants upset? He wanted to make him feel better. He didn't want any of his Dominants to be upset, especially not with him.
He rose from the bed that he was on, ignoring the protests of Blaise, and hugged his main Dominant, sniffing and licking him all over his neck. His Dominant pushed him away gently, and Harry looked up at him with wide, innocent eyes, bottom lip starting to tremble.
His Dominant turned to Blaise, shook his head, and whispered "This isn't right" and left the room.
Harry looked to where his Dominant left, and started to shake a little bit. What did his Dominant mean? Did he not want him? Did he not want to be with him?
Did he hate him?
Harry sat down on the couch, and pulled his knees up to his chest, whimpering softly. He heard his other mate come to him, hold him, and croon softly in his ear.
"What's wrong little one?" His mate asked, and he trembled again, looking up at him with large, watery eyes.
"Why does he hate me?" The question was asked so innocently, and Blaise felt a small pang of guilt for what he turning his strong, stubborn mate into a sniveling mess over the tiniest thing.
Blaise nuzzled his cheek gently, and Harry nuzzled him back affectionately. Blaise inhaled the sweet smell of his mate, pulling him into his lap and holding him as if he would break if he applied even the slightest bit of pressure. Harry sighed and and tucked his head underneath his dominants chin, a small, content smile on his face.
"I'm so sorry for what I turned you into" Blaise murmured softly, too softly for Harry to, thankfully, not hear what he was saying over his sobbing.
Blaise rubbed his hands up and down Harry's arms soothingly until Blaise felt the frantic beat of his heart return normally, his breathing evened out, until he fell asleep in Blaise's arms until he woke up again.
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It was approximately an hour after Harry had fallen asleep until Blaise decided to wake him up.
After all, his little mate had to eat.
He gently shook his mate awake, and a small smile formed on his face when Harry snuggled deeper into Blaise's side, using him as a pillow, groaning softly.
"Precious, you have to wake up" Blaise said softly, placing soft butterfly kisses all over Harry's face, ending at his lips as he kissed him. He grinned when he felt Harry respond to the kiss, arms coming up to wrap around Blaise's neck.
After a few moments of kissing, Blaise pulled back, ignoring the soft whining noises of his mate, and chuckled softly.
"Awake now?"
His adorable little submissive pouted at him, showing his extremely kissable lips.
"Blaise" Harry whined, softly hitting him playfully "I don't like it when you do that"
Blaise raised an eyebrow challengingly "Oh? Is that so, little mate? Then would you perhaps prefer if I did this?" Blaise moved his head down to Harry's neck, and started kissing his way up and down, smirking as his mate moaned when he hit a sensitive spot.
"Blaise please!" Harry panted, face flushed, and Blaise pulled away, loving the confused expression on his mate's face.
"Why did you stop?"
"Just to show you that there are other... methods for me to wake you up in the morning and for you to be begging me for more throughout the whole day. That was just a little taste"
His mate shivered in delight. He then gave his mate, who was still thoroughly confused and bewildered, a soft kiss on the lips, and quickly pulled back and smirked.
"Time for Breakfast, precious" Blaise purred, and Harry blushed at the nickname from his Dominant as Blaise gave him feather light kisses from his ear all the way down to his collarbone as Harry giggled from the ticklish feeling he was receiving as Blaise lightly tickled his ribs.
Blaise stopped in ravishing his mate with love, and looked at the beautiful creature in his arms with complete love and adoration as Harry smiled up at him, and Blaise couldn't help but think that this would be perfect if Draco was there with them.
'Forget Draco' Blaise thought to himself firmly 'I was completely right in giving Harry the Draught. This is how it should be, with my submissive mate in my arms, not fighting every word I say. This is how it's supposed to be'
He was broken out of his thoughts by a pair of lips on his. He kissed back passionately, hands finding themselves roaming every inch of his mate's body, wanting to feel everything. All too soon, the kiss ended, and Blaise pouted at his mate.
"That wasn't nice, kitten" Blaise growled softly, and Harry raised an eyebrow at the new nickname and scowled.
"Neither is ignoring me" He glared at Blaise, and Blaise wondered just how long he had been thinking for.
"I've been trying to get your attention for the past 10 minutes! You just blanked out on me" Here Harry frowned, reaching his hand out and placing it on Blaise's cheek, softly rubbing soothing circles with his thumb "Is everything okay, Dominant?"
Blaise closed his eyes, leaning into his mate's touch, and inhaled deeply before replying to his mate, a grin plastered on his face.
"Everything is okay, precious. You don't need to worry about anything"
