Creature Inheritance Story, HP-Verse, PJO-Verse, CRSVR
Bad/Evil/Manip!Dumbledore, Good!Malfoys, Alive!Snape, Alive!Sirius, Alive!Remus, Alive!Tonks, Alive!Dobby, Alive!Luke, Good!Tom, Good!Bellatrix, Good!Arthur, Good!Bill/Charlie, Good!Gaea, Good!Luke, Good!Hades, Good!Prometheus, Bad!Ron, Bad!Molly, Bad!Ginny, Bad!Kingsley, Creature!Snape, Creature!Lucius, Creature!Draco, Creature!Harry, Creature!McGonagall, Creature!Hermione, Demigod!McGonagall, Demigod!Draco, Good/Friendly!Goblins, etc.
WARNINGS: Explicit language, BoyXBoy, GirlXGirl, yaoi, smut, drugs, alcohol, explicit rape/torture, etc.
Disclaimer © : I do not own anything belonging to JK Rowling or any other authors of any sort. Any relations or similarities to any persons living or deceased is completely coincidental unless an official statement clearly expresses otherwise. I do not own Harry Potter or any other characters. I only own my OCs and the story lines of my own invention.
Severus Snape/Akiva Potter/Lucius Malfoy
Sirius Black/Castiel Novak/Remus Lupin
Harry Potter/Draco Malfoy
Minerva McGonagall/Hestia
Hermione Granger/Viktor Krum
Fred Weasley/Nico Di Angelo/George Weasley
Creature (SS): Osiri (basically a giant magical feral cat)
Creature (LM): Vampire (280 yrs old)
Creature (OC1): Seraphim (what the Muggles call an Angel, pissing them off is all kinds of dangerous, harming or, god forbid, killing a Seraph is right up there with the Unforgivable Curses, as the Seraphim are a gift from Magic herself and one of the holiest magical creatures, harming a Seraph gets you Azkaban Muggle or not, killing a Seraph automatically gets you the Dementor's Kiss)
Creature (DM): Fairy (18)
Creature (HP): Phoenix (18)
Creature (MMcG): Mida (Mida are giant magical horses, closely related to unicorns and considered a very sacred animal)
Creature (HG): Vampire (17)
Creature (VK): Eagle
Creature (NDA): Hellhound
Creature (CN): Angel
Akiva's POV
I leaned back against the wall as the clock rang midnight. Suddenly, pain shot through my body, making me want to scream. It laced up my bruised spine, making me bite my lip. I was utterly surprised when my teeth went right through my lip. I ran my tongue along my canines carefully and felt razor-sharp points. I had almost forgotten about the pain until it returned at full force, focused on my shoulder blades. I barely contained my screams as I felt my skin and muscles tear, and something shot out.
I felt my magic surge out of my core like a slave running to freedom, racing along the ground, and the pain stopped. Completely vanished. I felt strange, as if I was finally complete and my soul soared. I followed my instincts and stretched muscles I didn't know I had. I heard a rustling sound behind me and gasped as I looked behind me.
"Sweet Salazar." I murmured, stretching those muscles again. The giant silver-white feathered wings behind me responded, flapping a bit. I smiled and giggled, overcome with a sense of joy that came to me for no reason. I tried to stand, but the chain attached to my collar halted my movement, making me want to cry. I want to be free. I wanted to fly.
"Freaks! I have a job for you!" Vernon shouted, just outside the door. I nearly panicked, not knowing how to hide my wings as the door opened. I whimpered and curled up, my magic lacing the sound.
"What the fuck?! Dad, what the hell happened to the freak?!" I heard Dudley exclaim as light fell on me. I whimpered, tucking my head away. Vernon stormed in and grabbed the chain, yanking me up to my knees.
"How did this happen, freak?!" Vernon spat, smacking me across the face. I let out a soft sob as he kept hitting me, knowing Vernon would probably kill me for letting Harry go.
"Inheritance...magic..." I gasped as Vernon punched me in the stomach. Vernon growled at the chains in the way of beating me, making me flinch, and took the metal links off of my collar and manacles.
I felt a surge of hope and flapped my wings, the gust of wind surprising the two Muggles. I scrambled past them, out of the cupboard and down the stairs. I raced out of the house crying from the agony I felt, but kept going. I ran to Mrs. Figg's house; she was a squib and an Order member that McGonagall had placed by the Dursleys to watch for Death Eaters, and I knew she had a floo.
"Arabella! Arabella!" I yelled, pounding on her door. It opened immediately, showing her concerned face.
"Akiva?! What's going on?! Oh my god, what happened to you, child?!" Arabella asked in alarm, pulling me into her home.
"Inheritance. I need to floo to Diagon Alley." I panted, scared out of my mind.
Lucius' POV
"Papa? Where are you?" I heard my son call. I stood from my window seat and took my book with me, leaving the sitting room of my quarters.
"Yes, little dragon?" I asked, coming into the corridor. My son perked up happily, his smile making my heart glow.
"I was wondering if you could come listen to me play on the grand piano. I finally finished my piece and I wanted to show you." Draco said, blushing modestly. I smiled and carded my hand through my son's platinum hair.
"Of course, dragon. Show the way." I murmured, beginning to walk to the ballroom of Malfoy Manor with him.
Out of nowhere, I was hit with intense agony, terrible longing and fear like I had never felt before in all my 280 years. I gasped and stumbled, falling to my knees on the lush carpet of the hallway.
"Papa?! Papa!" Draco exclaimed, kneeling beside me. "Should I go get Daddy Severus?" My son asked in worry.
I let out a needy whimper at my mate's name, and my son bolted away to Sev's potion lab. A pained scream fell from my lips and I curled over my knees, my platinum hair falling from my shoulders to frame my face. I need to get somewhere, I needed to find my second mate! I sobbed and screamed, the pain that was not my own was overwhelming. I felt my Osiri mate kneel in front of me, his own pained whimpers and cries sounding in my ears. We clung desperately to each other for comfort, riding out the pain of our third mate going through their inheritance.
After several minutes, agony still racked our bodies, but it eventually faded to an endurable level. Sev and I shared a glance and I knew we had come to the same conclusion. Our mate was injured, and still in pain. Someone had hurt our mate and they were going to pay with their lives.
"Daddy? Papa? What happened?" Draco asked, his voice trembling in fear and concern. I sighed and Sev ran his hand through his hair.
"That, little one, was our third mate going through their inheritance and the bond breaking through the blocks placed on their connection to us, along with considerable injuries to our mate." Sev growled, his eyes beginning to glow amber. I purred comfortingly for him and he took a deep breath, trying to stay calm.
"Oh!" Draco gasped, looking shocked. "I'm getting another father?" He asked curiously. I chuckled with my Osiri.
"I think you're gaining a mother, little dragon." I said softly, smiling gently. Sev hummed smugly.
"Yes, the magic certainly had a feminine touch." Sev murmured happily, pulling me into a hug. Draco ran into my arms, nuzzling my chest.
"So I'll have a new Mama?"
"Yes little dragon, but we have to find her first." I said sourly; I always hated this part. I had waited a century and several decades for my Severus; who knew how long it would take to find our new mate. But I knew it would be worth it to have that hole in my soul filled.
"Come, Luc. I have a potion that may help us find her." Sev said, a vicious frown marring his face.
I followed my mate and my son followed us to Sev's potion lab. He held the door open for us and I let Draco go first, let leaned up to kiss my mate, letting a deep comforting purr vibrate through me to him. He purred in return, cupping my neck to hold me there briefly. We pulled back slowly, knowing Draco was in the room, but our instincts leading us to not wanting to be physically intimate without our baby girl.
"So what's this potion, Papa?" Draco asked, tucking himself into my side.
"It's called Amorelocatio, meaning love location in Latin. It's very powerful; I need to take a hair from my tail and two drops of Lucius' blood, then put them into the potion with a bit of crushed moonstone and unicorn horn shavings. Then I will pour three drops of it onto a piece of parchment." Sev explained, grabbing the ingredients he need efficiently and grabbing the Amorelocatio base.
I nodded and pricked myself on one of my canines, allowing two drops to fall into the pink potion. Sev quickly mixed the potion and Draco grabbed a small piece of parchment, laying it on the table. Sev was quickly done and bottled the potion, making me smile proudly at my mate's skills. He poured three drops on the parchment and we all waited with baited breath, staring desperately and waiting for the magic to work. We weren't completely disappointed.
Triad:
Severus Tobias Snape, Osiri, dominant
Lucius Minos Malfoy, Vampire, dom/sub
Seraphim, Demigod, submissive
I frowned; where was our mate's name? We couldn't help her if we didn't know where she was! What in Salazar's name was a demigod?!
"Why didn't it show her name?" Draco asked quietly. Sev's scowl would have brought the Dark Lord to his knees to beg for mercy. So many conflicting emotions and thoughts were running through his eyes at that moment. He suddenly slammed his hands down on the table and marched off to his office, growling and snarling at himself.
"I must have added the wrong ingredients, or something of the sort! Why did it not work?!" He growled harshly as he climbed a ladder to reach one of the higher shelves of his office. He wrenched out a book and began flipping through it. I sighed at the stubborn look on my Sev's face, deciding to give him a while.
"Come Draco, let's give Daddy a little alone time." I murmured, leading my son up to the kitchen and casting a charm to let me watch my mate through reflections. I was worried about him.
Akiva's POV
"Diagon?! But look at you, Songbird! Why are you wearing a collar, and shackles, and those dreadful rags?! What in Godric's name did those vile Dursleys do to you, little one?! Where's Harry?!" Arabella fired off. I sighed in frustration; why did this woman have to ask so many questions?!
"Arabella, I need to get to Diagon. What I'm wearing isn't important, and neither are the Dursleys. Harry's safe with Hagrid. Please, Arabella, I just need to use your floo." I begged desperately. She sighed and grunted.
"Fine. Here's the powder." Arabella said, handing me a small, dusty purple jar decorated with small yellow and white flowers. I grabbed a handful of floo powder and walked to the fireplace.
I threw the powder into the small green flames and yelled out, "Gringotts, Diagon Alley!" and disappeared a burst of green and black flames. I reappeared in one of the many floo entrances in Gringotts Bank, a slight bit of ash dusting my skin. I thought about hiding my wings and looked behind me. Suddenly, they were gone! I almost panicked for a moment before I realized I must have done something myself to hide them; no one had taken my wings. They had folded into my back through small slits in my skin and muscle. I smiled in satisfaction and stepped out of the floor. The marble floors seemed to glow slightly as I walked, making me sigh.
'Great, another thing that makes me a freak,' I thought, hit with a bout of unworthiness and depression.
Despite my friends/family at both Camps and Hogwarts, all those summers and years of abuse had influenced how I felt about myself and had humbled me. I was worthless, and I didn't deserve the positive attention people rarely gave me. So I treasured the few friends I had, but every little negative thing felt like a shallow gash on my heart, like when Snape would degrade and humiliate me in Potions, or when Draco and his little groupies would bully me whenever they could get away with it, which was pretty much constantly outside of classes.
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