Rating: R

Warnings: Course Language, Anal, Male/Male, Sexual Situations, Rape, Uncomfortable Situations, Violence, Eating Disorders, BDSM, Suicide Attempts, Oral Sex, HPDH Spoilers, Mpreg

Parings: DOMINANT/SUBMISSIVE— Alex/Colin (Colin/Alex), Seamus/Colin (Colin Seamus), Dennis/Noah (Noah/Dennis), Charlie/Seamus (Seamus/Charlie), Mike/Ginny, Fred/Mike

. . . Story Begins . . .

"I'm here to inform you about whether or not Mr. Anderson is going to die. I've run some tests and . . . it's not great." The other's closed their eyes. "He's got a few vitamin deficiencies and has low iron, other than that he's fine." She smiled and the room stayed deathly silent before cries of relief broke through. Mike grinning and hugging a laughing Fred tight, Danny kissing George and giggling. "You're welcome to go in and see him but Colin's very tired and is about to pass out." The others snickered and nodded, Noah and Dennis coming down the stairs. Mike tacked his twin.

"He's ok!"

"He's ok?" He raised his brow. Noah's eyes widened in realization. "He's ok!" He hugged his brother back, both laughing, pulling Dennis into a hug.

"Guess it's a good thing we decided to come down for a bit before fully going to bed." His mate said with a large smirk. Noah nodded and followed the others in. Colin was beside Alex on the couch, his body pressed to the tall, lean side, head on the broad chest, eyes closed and pleased sound leaving his throat as Alex rubbed his back.

"He sleeping?" Molly asked, just coming back in from her walk with her husband. Lord forbid had she been there for Mike and Ginny's fight!

"Yeah." Alex, Seamus and Dennis answered, smiling. Alex started playing with the light blonde strands, a smile on his face. "Sorry and all but I'm rather tired." They nodded in understanding. Noah walking quickly over and hugging his brother, a slight noise of protest leaving Colin.

"I'm glad you're ok."

"Me too." He blinked. "Something's different . . . you're brighter."

"Hmm?" He raised his brow. Alex looked at Dennis then at Noah, eyes widening.

"Tell me you found something to keep you from getting pregnant! I know the Veela can decide if they want to impregnate their male partner or not but the mate can't!"

"We used a muggle form of protection called a klibums." Noah grinned and Alex broke out in a fit of laughter, Colin looking at him amused.

"Condom!" Dennis snickered and shook his head.

"Oh . . . then what's klibums?"

"It means limp in Latvian." Alex snorted. The other started laughing and Noah blushed.

"Wait . . ." Colin blinked. "You could get me pregnant?" He looked slightly horrified.

"If I wanted to yes. But I'm not ready for kids just yet." He stated, raising a brow. Colin had a small smile.

"I could still be a dad." He started playing with the older's shirt and Alex hugged him.

"Yep."

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Mike sighed and walked out of his room. He was sharing it with Fred, Charlie and Seamus. "I'll be back in a bit, I'm just going to head to the kitchens for a minute."

"Alright." The others called, getting ready for bed. Mike let out a sigh and closed the door, his stomach growling slightly. He hadn't actually had anything to eat yet today. He rounded a corner and headed down the stairs, stretching along the way, letting out a yawn. Only two more flights of stairs to go! He rolled his eyes and groaned. If he didn't eat he'd throw up but if he didn't sleep he was going to pass out! He headed down the second last staircase and froze, Ron walking up towards it, stopping and staring at Mike as well.

Mike's eyes widened and he spun running back up the stairs. Something grabbed his ankle and he gasped, yelping when he landed face first on the steps. He coughed and went to get up, groaning when something hit his back hard, forcing him back down. Ron rolled him over and straddled him, his fist colliding with the smaller's nose. Mike cried out and Ron hit him again, across his jaw.

"Call. My. Sister. Those. Things. Again. And. I. Will. Kill you!" Each word was emphasized with a kick to the younger's stomach. Mike coughed and groaned, Ron yanking him up and shoving him, the smaller gasping. He reached out but his fingers only grazed the rail. He could see the redhead smirking before his shoulders hit the steps followed by his head. He twisted his body and reached out for the railing, forgetting about the one part of the stairs that didn't have a railing. A scream echoed throughout the manor and Ron's eyes widened, running up the stairs and hiding. The smaller trying to reach back up and grab the step, tears straining his face, hanging from the railing by one hand that was stuck.

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They jumped when they heard a scream. "MIKE!" Noah yelled running.

"Stay here! I'll go!" Fred ran out the door and down the steps, following the whimpers and sobs. He froze near the end and peered over the edge, eyes widening. "Mike just stay calm!"

"Stay Calm? My arm is broken, I can't feel my hand and if I slip I fall five fucking stories between the stairs!" His voice was frantic.

"I know . . . five stories? Fuck!" He bit his lip. "I hate to do this and all but I need his help. ALEX!" He yelled.

"No leave him!"

"I can't get you down on my own! ALEX!"

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Alex jumped when he heard his name, Colin sitting up. His name was called again and it sounded almost horrified. The redhead tossed the blanket's off. "Stay here Colin and I mean it!" He kissed the pale forehead and headed out, following the other's voice. He rounded a corner and raised his brow. "Fred what are you doing?"

"It's Mike! He's stuck and I can't get him down alone!"

"Where." It was low and dangerous. Fred led the other and Alex stiffened when he saw his younger brother hanging by his hand, trying to keep still and abnormally quiet. "Grab him around the waist!" Fred nodded and wrapped his arms around said body part, Alex appearing just above Mike. "Lift him a bit." The taller did as told and Alex made soft shushing sounds, Mike's free hand gripping Fred's shoulder tight

"Ok I'm going to make this section of the railing larger so his hand can slip out. Do you have him?"

"Yeah I got him"

"On three then!"

"Ok!" He held the small, scared boy tighter.

"One . . . two . . . three!" Mike fell forwards and Fred stumbled slightly, a pain cry leaving Mike when his arm was lowered, hot pain shooting through him.

"I always forget he's only fourteen. Seems so much older usually."

"I know." Alex mumbled, helping the other redhead put his brother down. "Mike this is going to hurt, I have to pop your shoulder back into place."

"Nooo!" He whimpered and tried to shuffle behind the tallest, shaking violently.

"Mikey come on." He looked at Fred and said man sat on the chair in the hall, pulling the fussing boy onto his lap and holding him tight. "I'm sorry." Alex whispered before placing a hand on the injured shoulder. He swayed slightly and blinked.

"You alright?"

"M'fine, watch Mike." He concentrated and a 'pop' sounded, the smaller letting out a loud yell. Alex summoned some potions and a sling. "Alright, drink these and wear this, it should help to set your bones back in place and fix them." The smaller nodded and sniffed, sitting as tight against Fred as he could, the taller rubbing his outer thigh. Mike took the potions and Alex Helped him into the sling. "Fred before you two head back up two things, one." He looked at the taller very sternly. "You take care of my brother. One extra scratch and so help me god I will remove a very important limb, got it?"

"Understood." Fred nodded. He knew what it was like being the protective older brother.

"Secondly." He leaned down and locked eyes with Mike "I'm going to vanish your shirt and jeans, not your boxers," He stated at the nervous look "and I want you to tell me how you ended up like that."

"I fell." It wasn't an entire lie.

"I can clearly see someone punched you in the face Micheal. Do I have to start naming names?" The smaller looked away. "Marcus? Mitchell? George? Fred?" said man raised his brow. "Well you were the one that found him" He shrugged and continued. "Gunny? Malfoy, Ron-" Mike flinched and Alex stood, looking away, gritting his teeth and clenching his fists. He waved his hand, the smaller's top and jeans disappearing.

"Fuck." Fred hissed, Alex turned around the corner and the older stiffened when he heard the other heave.

"He gets sick when he's really upset, drunk or pissed off." Mike informed. Fred kissed the bruised cheek gently.

"Did my brother really do this?"

"I said I fell." He ground out, going to stand. Fred tightened his hold and raised his brow.

"What made you fall? What hit you in the stomach?" Mike started to struggle and Fred let him get up, worried about injuring his arm further. "What stomped on your back?" He stood and ran his fingertips along the bruised flesh.

"What the fuck?" Alex's voice cracked and he let out heavy breaths.

"Alex don't!" Mike said sternly. "I'll call Colin!"

"Don't you dare!" He glared and ran his hands through his hair, pacing, trying to calm down. "You do realize that if I see that mother fucker again I will severely injure him right?"

"I'd prefer you didn't do that." Fred ground out.

"Well why not? He did it to Mike!"

"Two wrongs don't make a right." Alex froze and spun, locking eyes with his nervous mate.

"Colin go back to bed, I'm angry and I don't want to lose my temper with or around you again alright. Please."

"No Alex. Not until I know you won't do something stupid." He squared his shoulders and walked towards the angry man.

"Colin go!" He barked, startling the smaller slightly.

"You're still weak and ill Alex. Let Fred handle Ron, come back to bed, please!"

"No!"

"Alex you're bleeding again!" Colin pointed out in a frantic voice moving in quickly and hugging him. The taller blinked and looked down at his worried lover.

"Fine. Watch Mike, don't let him out of your sight or near Ron." Alex instructed, Fred nodding. Both wrapped a protective arm around the blondes next to them and apparated. "Colin I'm sorry, I know you want to scold me but I think I'm going to pass out." He grumbled. The smaller led him over to the bed.

"I'll scold you tomorrow, for now let's get some sleep alright?"

"You're not mad?"

"If it was Dennis I would have ripped Ron's throat out. I wouldn't have even bothered thinking first." He stated. "I just don't want you to over exert yourself." They lied down, Colin letting out a pleased sound and sinking into the bed, curling so that Alex spooned up behind him.

"Missed doing this on our bed I take it?"

"Mhmm." He played with the barely visible hairs on the taller's arm and looked behind him, sharing a slow, soft kiss before closing his eyes and falling asleep, Alex smiling and watching him for a while before passing out himself.