A/N: Hey guys! You get an early update because there's going to be a thunderstorm in my area and I don't know if the storm is going to shut off the power so just to be safe, I'm updating a day early! Hopefully this storm doesn't cut off the power. Anyways, enjoy!
Harry grinned at his Dominant, glad at the fact that his mates didn't hate him or were angry at him at all. His smile slowly faded as he thought about his other Dominant. His main Dominant.
"What's wrong, little one?" Blaise asked, sensing the shift of moods in Harry.
Harry's bottom lip started to tremble, and Blaise's eyes softened, leaning down to nuzzle Harry's neck affectionately.
"It's okay precious, don't hesitate to tell me anything. I won't get mad at you" Blaise murmured soothingly into Harry's ear, and Harry looked up at him with those big, green, killing curse color eyes.
"P-Promise?"
"I promise. I could never get mad at you, precious" Blaise gave a soft smile to his mate, and he tentatively smiled back.
"W-Well, I know you said not to worry, b-but" Harry bit his bottom lip nervously, "I-I'm worried about-"
"Draco" Blaise sighed, and Harry shrunk back, fearing that he had disappointed his Dominant by disobeying a direct order. Blaise frowned at the action, but Harry still looked at him in the eyes, something that a submissive wouldn't normally do.
His entire body hasn't been completely taken over by the Draught, Blaise realized, There's still that one spark of defiance of his old self left in him.
But, as Blaise and Harry maintained eye contact, a horrible thought occurred to Blaise.
What if that spark manifests into something that they couldn't handle?
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Nighttime came all-too quickly, and Harry had a feeling that something bad was going to happen.
And he was right.
Just a few moments after he closed his eyes, he felt his scar flare with pleasure and glee that he knew could only come from Voldemort.
'No... I thought we destroyed him...' Harry thought to himself, feeling horror well up inside of him as a young Tom Riddle's face appeared in his mind.
Harry stood, frozen while at the same time trembling in fear, feeling the need... the need to... to...
Submit.
He watched as Riddle smirked at him with that devilishly handsome face and came closer.
"Harry Potter" Riddle practically purred as he came closer until they were face to face, noses inches apart from each other, and brought a hand up to Harry's cheek, caressing it softly, making soothing circle motions with his thumb as he cupped his cheek. Harry found himself leaning into the touch and closing his eyes in pleasure, a deep purring noise emanating from his chest.
"Did you know," Riddle whispered softly "That I am, too, a Dominant?"
Harry felt shock course through him, but before he could comment, Riddle continued speaking.
"Who would've thought that the Savior of the Wizarding World would be submissive?" Riddle mused to himself thoughtfully, and then smirked "I wonder what he would think of the betrayal that his so called 'mates' did to him"
Harry opened his eyes, confusion across his face "What do you mean? My Dominants would never betray me"
"Oh, but they have, Harry" If possible, Riddle inched even closer "Let me show you just how much"
Riddle closed the gap between them, their lips connected, and Harry felt like an explosion went off in his mind as those sinful, experienced lips kissed him hungrily, hands weaving themselves in his hair as he stood frozen, a battle occurring within himself.
His creature was hysterical, not knowing who to chose, what it should do. Here was this powerful, Dominant creature in front of him, ravishing him in a way that his mates never would- could.
Then, he was sucked into a memory.
He saw himself in a cell, it looked like it was in Malfoy Manor. Why was he there? Harry thought to himself as he observed the scene. His eyes were a mixture of yellow and red- the submissive and dominant colors, and he had a wild, crazed look on his face as he banged against the bars, demanding to be let out.
He snarled angrily after a few moments of no one coming. Harry then looked on in horror as the scene shifted so quickly that he felt dizzy, and saw as he was being held back by his arms by his Dominant- Blaise, who had an evil look on his face as he smiled at Draco, who was inside the cell, with a syringe filled with a milky white liquid inside.
He watched as his eyes widened in terror at the needle, and thrashed in Blaise's arms.
"NO! YOU CAN'T GIVE ME THAT! ANYTHING BUT THAT! PLEASE! GET ME OUT OF HERE NOW!"He shouted, desperately struggling against his Dominant's hold on him as he watched Draco come towards him with an evil smirk on his face.
He then watched in horror as his Dominant jammed the needle into his neck mercilessly, and watched as he slumped against Blaise, and felt himself being carried into a room and placed on something soft.
He heard Draco say smugly "Good job today. Now, we have a docile little submissive on our hands, who won't cause us any problems. Remember the plan; we already finished the first part, getting him to be submissive, now, when he wakes up, he won't have any memory about what happened. So I need to act like I'm upset with him so he'll feel the need to please me while you get closer to him..."
The scene faded as he succumbed to darkness.
Harry gasped as he was taken out of the memory, and looked on in horror at Riddle- Tom?- as he looked at Harry sympathetically.
"N-NO! My Dominants would NEVER do something like that to me! They love me!" Harry denied vehemently, shaking his head as he started to have a panic attack, shaking as his chest quickly rose and fall.
Riddle sprang into action. He quickly went over to Harry and cupped his face in his hands, foreheads touching each other as he hummed softly, rubbing soothing circular motions with his thumb on his cheek.
"Breathe Harry, breathe" He spoke softly, and Harry closed his eyes, taking deep breaths as he tried to calm down.
"Better?" Riddle asked, after a few moments, and Harry nodded his head, eyes still closed.
"You saw the memory, Harry, they said that you wouldn't remember anything" Riddle said softly after a few moments of silence as he pulled the boy into a hug, holding his now sobbing form.
"N-NO! G-Get away f-from me!" Harry whimpered, suddenly realizing who he was with, and desperately tried to get away from those warm, inviting arms of comfort and love as his creature wailed in distress. His Veela side was depressed at the thought of his mates doing something so cruel to him which his Vampire side was furious, demanding that they get back at their mates and welcome Tom instead, getting revenge on them.
'After all, there's still time. There's still a chance for him to stay in our lives. They never claimed us yet.' Harry smirked to himself, eyes turning red as his Vampire side spoke within him 'Never had the guts to. Always treated us like a glass doll. Our mates were weak, he is strong, take him instead. He can provide for us a strong family, he can protect us better, he can protect our child'
Tom sensed the change in Harry the moment he stopped struggling, and surprised Tom by completely relaxing in his embrace, welcoming the comfort in those arms, submitting to him.
And him alone.
As soon as Harry couldn't see his face anymore, he smirked a smirk so evil that it would have the Dementors running.
Stage 1; complete.
His plan was working perfectly.
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