Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or any of the characters and I am not making any money from this story.
Pairing(s): Theo/Harry, Oliver/Harry, Roger/Harry, Cedric/Harry
Rating: R
~HP~
It was a week before the third task and Harry and Theo had gone all the way. Many people would probably say they rushed it, but it's not like they didn't know they will be bonded. The contract assures they will end up together no matter what.
The whole coupling was awkward as both were virgins. Limbs that shouldn't have gotten in the way bumped into each other. They both came embarrassingly fast for their first orgasm. While Harry blushed a pretty red, Theo kept his cool and hid his discomfort. No matter how weird and uncoordinated it was, Theo's and Harry's feelings for one another shone through.
In Harry's opinion, the best part was the post-sex cuddling. Theo is not the kind to willingly admit to cuddling; he says he's too cool to cuddle. But that is so what the Slytherin did. Wiry arms held Harry close to the thin body, legs entwining. Sweat slick bodies sticking together before Theo muttered the cleaning charms. They fell asleep like that in the Room of Requirement, or the "Come and Go Room" as Dobby chose to call it.
When Harry told the other two that were part of the mismatched group, both were eager, but not for details or to have their own wicked way with Harry. Well, that was wrong. Both Oliver and Roger could not wait to make love to Harry, but what Oliver loudly proclaimed and Roger agreed with quietly is that they wanted to watch Theo and Harry together. Voyeurism was a kink the two of them shared.
Theo told Harry that now that they had their moment together, coupled with the fact that Harry was going to have to give himself to Oliver and Roger, he had no problem with the idea. Although Harry was a bit embarrassed by the idea, a part of him found it to be hot, so he somewhat reluctantly agreed.
They decided to do it the night before the third task since Evan would be too busy getting a good night's sleep to want his brother's time.
~HP~
Theo kissed down Harry's taut stomach. His tongue dipped into Harry's navel, making the Gryffindor arch slightly.
Harry's eyes looked to the side through his peripheral vision as Theo continued his downward assent, pants already off. He saw Oliver and Roger sitting next to each other. Both pairs of eyes were glued to the action in front of them. Their hands had disappeared underneath the waistbands of their respective pants. Harry knew what was going on although he wished he could see it for himself.
Moans filled the room; they intensified as Theo hesitantly took Harry's dick in his mouth. They hadn't done this yet. Theo nibbled along the shaft before sucking the head of Harry's prick in his mouth. Harry let out a cry at the building sensation. He tried to warn Theo with a tug to brown hair, but he exploded without getting the message across. Some of Harry's seed landed on Theo's tongue, but a bigger part of it went all over Theo's face.
Harry's face flamed. "I'm so sorry, Theo."
Oliver chuckled. "Don't worry about it, Harry. You're young; it takes a while to learn to control yourself."
Roger muttered a charm which made the sticky residue leave Theo's face.
Harry and Theo shared a kiss. Harry could taste himself on Theo's tongue. It was slightly bitter, but oddly enough, Harry found the taste exhilarating and he wanted more of it.
Harry felt himself harden again as Theo's tongue continued to play with his own. Harry reached for his wand and murmured the lubricating and stretching charms he had made sure to learn. He let out a very manly squeak at the sensation.
Theo entered slowly and carefully, and then waited for Harry to adjust before beginning to thrust into the tight hole. Harry's and Theo's moans mingled with Roger's and Oliver's much louder groans.
Although Theo continued to watch Harry, the younger boy turned his head to watch Oliver and Roger.
The two who were not part of the action had their pricks out of their pants. Both were swollen and leaking pre-come as their hands sped up. Their speed matched with Theo's thrusts and the speed of his hand on Harry's prick.
Oliver's eyes were glazed as he watched Harry being taken. Harry was beautiful in the throes of passion. Harry's usually striking emerald eyes were foggy with lust, sweat glistening on his body.
Roger's cheeks were flushed as his body quivered with a strong need. He couldn't wait until he was allowed to make love to his younger mate. He wanted it so badly.
Harry's cry alerted everyone to his orgasm. As Harry's arsehole clenched around Theo's prick, the Slytherin came soon after. For Oliver and Roger, seeing their beloved in pleasurable bliss pushed them both over the edge. Their groans were deep as their come sprayed over the floor, as well as their stomachs and hands.
All four of them panted heavily. Oliver took the initiative to clean everyone with the charm.
Theo held Harry securely to his body before realizing Harry's desire. Reluctantly, he let Harry crawl to the other two and watched as he bestowed kisses upon both pairs of lips. Theo saw that Roger's kiss was gentle, showing love and care. On the other hand, Oliver's kiss was more passionate, showing how much the older Gryffindor desired the younger Gryffindor. It nevertheless showed how much care was between the two.
At that moment, Theo's jealousy disappeared. Although he knew Harry was in love with both, Harry never stopped showing how much he loved Theo as well. He saw that there was enough room in Harry's heart for all of them as well as a possible fourth mate. They each gave Harry something needed to stabilize him. Each of them played an important role in Harry's life and Theo finally felt secure in the knowledge of his place in Harry's heart.
~HP~
Harry was holding onto Oliver's hand in a tight grasp, worried about his brother. Theo had been forced to sit with Slytherins, so Oliver promised to watch out for their mutual mate. Roger was needed somewhere else as he was Head Boy.
Evan, along with Cedric, had disappeared from the maze and no one knew where they had gone. They weren't told anything, but Harry was pretty sure it wasn't part of the task.
Suddenly there was a disturbance in the arena and the Hogwarts champions appeared. There was chaos and Harry tried to see his brother. His eyes were drawn to the unmoving body of Cedric Diggory. Seeing the seemingly dead Hufflepuff, something snapped within Harry. He felt the griffin take over and his body transformed against his will.
"Harry?" Oliver's voice was scared which ripped Griffin's heart apart. Oliver had never seen the transformation. Griffin nuzzled his oldest mate before flying over the screaming Hogwarts students' heads. He landed by Evan and Cedric.
Griffin nuzzled the unmoving body of the Hufflepuff. When no response came, he cried in a deafening noise his anguish. Griffin knew his mate was dying, if not dead already.
Out of the corner of his eye, Griffin saw Evan backing away. Somewhere in the back of his mind, Griffin knew Evan was not to be blamed, but that part of his mind was closed off. All Griffin saw was Evan holding the unmoving body of Cedric.
Griffin pounced on the frightened fourth year, claws extending. Evan yelled in pain. In the stands all the students were watching what was happening. Three figures broke away from the masses.
Roger was the first to realize what was going on inside Griffin's head and took the lead. "Harry, I know you are somewhere in there. Evan is your brother, your twin, and your best friend. You know he would never hurt another student. Please, break through."
Griffin seemed to be thinking it over, but he decided not to heed the words of Roger. He tightened his grip on the quivering boy.
Oliver took it up next. He stepped forward slowly, not wanting to startle the griffin while Theo checked over Cedric. Theo knew instinctively that if Cedric was alive, all would be fine. "Harry," Oliver took a deep breath before continuing. "Harry, you need to come forth in your mind. Take over for Griffin. Consider what you're doing. How will you feel if you murder your twin brother?" By this time, James, Lily, Remus, and Sirius had joined the group. They didn't know what to say, so Oliver continued, "You would be no better then V-Vo-Voldemort." Oliver had struggled with the name, but said it with conviction.
Griffin froze as Harry fought to take control. Both were strong minds and fought each other, warring to take control of the body.
Harry would never be like Voldemort, killing innocent people. That, paired with the fear in Evan's eyes, gave him the extra burst of power he needed to fully take over.
The griffin body remained, but Harry in full control leaped off Evan. He nudged Oliver first and then Roger, afraid of rejection. His fears were put to rest when both hugged his griffin body. He looked to his third mate who was still hunched over the boy meant to be his fourth.
Tears sprang freely from Harry's eagle eyes. He glided to the duo and rested his head on Cedric's torso. Cedric's parents stood to the side, weeping tears of their own.
Suddenly, the griffin's head popped up alert. Cedric wasn't dead. He wasn't sure how, but Harry knew that to be fact.
Griffins were known to have healing properties, especially their feathers, claws, and saliva. Harry licked Cedric. That is the only way to say it. He licked Cedric in every visible spot. White magic lit up the arena. It wrapped around Cedric and Harry, still in the griffin body. It then latched itself onto Theo, Roger, and Oliver. The three were pulled close to the pair, a blinding light emerging.
When the light dimmed, the whole arena could see the group. Harry was now back in his own body as he hugged Cedric's body. Most notably, Cedric's arms were around Harry's lithe form and their lips were devouring each other.
Harry had found his fourth mate.