A: "You don't have to carry the weight of the world on your shoulders all the time, you know.
B: It's not like that, It's more like a few continents, and only on weekdays, and it's more in the upper back region…
A: I can imagine your chiropractor bills.
B: I carry those around on the weekends"
-Squall and Shiva, in Pleasantly Depressed by Skandranon
-Sir Anubis's Orphanage
(-Sir Anubis's Orphanage are orphanages on large self-sustainable properties where the occupants help grow their own food but are not the sole workers, this means the children and care givers have enough to eat and the children gain a free agricultural education. Because they grow their own food there is also more money for clothes and toys. Education programs and medical care are supplied by the Sir Anubis Company in conjunction with a large number of other companies.)
Wondering around the Orphanage, Harry was pleased with how everything was going. All the children were obviously being fed and well cared for and the runes protecting the children were still strong. He had seen every single child listed at headquarters and viewed their roster here, he knew they weren't hiding an abused child from his eyes.
"Is there anything you think I should be aware of? Do you need anything else?" he had an idea he wanted to look into when he got back; If their medical files were required to have a photo ID the idea of a matron or worker being able to pass a more healthier child off as the child to be seen would be next to impossible.
The matron bit her lip.
"Because of some of the Orphanages some of the children came from previously, some have acquired some…problems that we don't know how to handle."
Catching on, Harry realized she was hinting at some of the children having been abused, either sexually or physically, in the past.
"Write everything you know about their situation down, even if it's just speculation." Ordered Harry, "I will have some medical professionals look it over and have them see what can be done. I'm afraid I know as much as you on this matter. I'll also have the children tested to see if they have contracted any STI's"
The matron smiled and thanked Harry. She was a rare woman who actually cared for the children in her care.
"For the older children, I was wondering what our options were for training them for a trade"
Harry paused, It was a good idea that had merit. When the children turned 18 they were expected to move out of the orphanage. Having a course where they learned a trade before that time would give them a head start on finding a job. They could also look into designing a course that taught the children the basics of living on their own such as cooking and accounting. Maybe even look at a half-way apartment building where the children could stay until they got on their feet.
"I'd have to work out the details of such a program, but I believe it's a good idea. Would you be able to email me a list of the trades you think the children would be interested in?"
Harry wasn't expecting the matron to hug him and start crying.
Appariting to Gringotts after he had calmed the crying matron down, Harry organized for the medical professional's necessary to meet the children and inquired about teaching institutes before Appariting to the publishing agency Griptide had suggested he buy.
Handing over the ad he wanted run, Harry waited as the publisher read it over. It was a bit of a mess considering he basically scribbled it when he had time, but it was legible enough.
"Are you sure you want to run this sir?" asked the man incuriously, "Why are you looking for rape victims!?"
"I want treatment and management programs. But paying someone who hasn't experienced the crime would be a waste of time and money, as it'd only be based on theoretic rather than practical experience. But by having victims help design the rehabilitation programs, we should be able to develop more accurate treatments in the future."
While still unsure on how it'd be received, he still ran the add but with a small quote on what the Lord was actually trying to do.
The response they got a week later was disturbing.
The response was even larger than the national resistor had calculated.
Almost triple
Looking at the physicals of some of the girls in the new program, those who had been abused in early childhood showed signs of above average or accelerated development of their sexual organs; the most common of which was some having periods a few years before the average age, or much larger breasts compared to even extended family.
They discovered that on average victims found therapy where you talked to the therapist was only somewhat effective once they became adults, and even then it only helped relieve some symptoms.
A lot of victims seemed to find it was difficult to speak their story openly without crying or becoming weepy which caused them shame and embarrassment, but that writing down the experience in a story helped.
So far the results also showed that those who were abused in adulthood recovered more quickly compared to a child who experienced the same treatment.
"An adult has something to compare their experience to, while a child doesn't." Theorized Dr Kari sadly as she eyed the report, "When they get older, a child may know theoretically that it's supposed to feel good when they willingly engage in a sexual act with another person, but the frightening experience of their molestation can create too much fear for them to even try or they believe it'll happen again, while an adult who's engaged in the act before knows the acts not all about pain. It all comes down to experience I think."
Harry was silent as he thought about what Dr Kari said, "What have you tried?"
"Without counting my rape, I'm a virgin." Admitted Kari bluntly, "But I've considered hiring a male prostitute since primary school; thought of trying him up and blind folding him, before exploring at my own pace. But I don't have the courage or even know where to start if I did."
"Why?" It seemed a little extreme.
"Fear." Kari smiled, "I was a very small child when it happened, and can hardly remember more than sensations and snapshots of blurry images now that I'm older. But my body remembers easily and reacts in fear when I even think about it." Kari sighed, "I thought…still think, that if I had a chance to explore without pressure or judgment what I fear, I could finally overcome that fear." She had given up on it though. She'd tried talking to people but it never worked. It was the whole reason she had joined the team to begin with.
"Wouldn't you have that with a partner?"
"Not at all." Kari was sadistic as she smiled now, "There's no such thing as an understanding partner, as they simply don't understand why you can't just wake up one morning magically cured for them to kiss and fuck."
Harry winced at the brutality of the statement, but Kari wasn't done.
"Kimi's ex-boyfriend, once he got what he wanted he complained to all and sundry about her being a 'star fish'. Kimi was scared! She's not going to be a porn star her first time with a non-rapist. Though I use the term loosely."
Harry blinked, "What do you mean?"
Kari scowled as she remembered, "He was pushy on the intimacy issue and very grabby with her: Kimi spread her legs even though she wasn't willing because she was too scared to lose him." The event still irked her something fierce and was another reason why she hadn't let a guy near her yet as anything but a friend.
Not being sure what to say, Harry returned to sorting the victims reports while Dr Kari left to blow off some steam.
Calling Umehito's driver an hour later, Harry let himself relax into thought as the lights of the city passed him by.
Taking this cause on was turning into a bigger struggle then he had anticipated. In all the interviews they'd conducted, there wasn't one who wasn't a victim that didn't blame the victim for their assault. If confronted they'd deny it of course and backtrack, but they had the media evidence to prove it, and some of the victims didn't see anything wrong with what had been done to them!
It was maddening.
How did a trip to an orphanage turn into this?
Arriving at his apartment, Harry shadow stalked into the castle kitchen. Forgoing dinner Harry just went to bed.
Today had just been too much.
0-Kyoya-0-Arriving home Kyoya found Hadrian in his study going over inventory reports.
Strolling over Kyoya smirked, "Are you going to make it worth my while?"
Tilting his head, Harry blinked, confused, "Sorry?"
"You said you would make it worth my while if I came home early." After having grown accustomed to living with them, they'd discovered Hadrian didn't like being alone during the night.
Harry straightened and grinned. "Right!" snapping his fingers like Dobby had taught him, Harry summoned his latest work.
Kyoya expected for them to go off to the bedroom and have amazing sex that Nekozawa wasn't invited to. He had been thinking about what kink Harry could possibly have all day while in his meetings.
What he was not expecting was for a pavlova of all things to be presented to him.
"I made it just for you! I know you don't like overly strong flavors." Harry grinned proudly; he thought he had finally gotten the passionfruit cream just right.
Kyoya pulled his eyes -from an admittedly very attractive cake- to stare at Harry incuriously.
He felt like throwing a tantrum worthy of Mitsukuni.
Staring into Harry's eyes, Kyoya detected no deceptions as he would have had it been one of the customers or Hosts. Kyoya felt like crying. Did he have to hump Harry's leg like a dog before he noticed all the hints and innuendos he sent?
His eyes softened in resignation at the look on Harry's face.
"It's Lovely, Harry."
Harry grinned proudly. Leading Kyoya to the desk Harry had been using he called Dobby to fetch the plates and cutlery they required along with a pot of tea for two.
Happily savoring the simple pleasure of Kyoya's silent company, Harry could honestly say he'd grown quite fond of Kyoya and Umehito over the past 9 months they had been living together.
But it felt like a clock was hovering over his head as the 12 month deadline approached. The problem was he was attracted to both his boys and Hadrian didn't know who he was going to mate with in the end.
Seeing Kyoya relaxing into the seat, pushing the thoughts from his mind Hadrian decided to just enjoy Kyoya's company.
Chatting about anything and everything they kept to lighter topics as they polished off the pavlova, but were nice enough to leave a slice for Umehito.
0-0Watching Kyoya and Hadrian from the doorway Umehito remembered it had all started small.
Hadrian had gotten so used to answering to his birth name with all the business meetings he had had to attend he had hardly noticed when Kyoya and Umehito had stopped calling him 'Harry' and started only calling him Hadrian.
They made sure to brush against him whenever the opportunity arose. At first Hadrian had flinched at the contact, but before long he started to seek them out for comfort or simple company.
He couldn't honestly say when the pissing contest between him and Kyoya had turned into an easy teamwork between them. They weren't friends by many means but they could both work together when it came to keeping Hadrian happy.
Their teamwork hadn't been more tested than when Hadrian had been helping with the data entry of the victim's medical files. Hadrian had fallen into a depression that had been mixed with bouts of anger. In the end they had had to hack into the company network in order to post an ad for medical data entry clerks to reduce the load on the already existing clerks, but mainly they did it for Hadrian.
Currently they were working on stealing kisses and getting Hadrian comfortable with the idea of intimacy.
And taking pictures, lots of pictures.
0-Draco-Festival-0-Talking on the phone with the designers and engineers from his Nekovara Company, Harry knew he wanted to offer underwater accommodation as well as above ground. Selecting plants that didn't require a lot of sun would help with the oxygenation of the underwater rooms, as well as muggle ventilation, purification and conversion arrays.
Reading the portfolio Griptide had put together, Harry was surprised at how many avenues a zoo could take to make a profit; milking their dangerous animals for their venom to make antidotes being one of them. At the moment they purchased their antidotes for the hospitals off of other companies, but if they made their own they'd save a pretty penny.
While offering apprenticeships, Harry would also allow students from veterinary schools to come and observe and practice if the vet in charge thought it was safe to do so.
But at the moment, he was doing interviews.
"Do you speak another language other than Japanese?"
"Would you be willing to learn another language?"
"Do you believe you are more suited to group, or individual work?"
"Do you have a criminal record?"
"What for?"
"Do you have a preference with what animal you work with?"
"Is there anything you wouldn't willingly do?"
Watching the recordings of the interviews, Draco paused the recording.
"Do you think it wise to hire a criminal?"
Harry shrugged, "From what I've observed from the fellas, they'll screw over a human more easily before they'll screw over an animal. I think as long as they know what they need to do and aren't left with temptations it'll be fine. Beside that I have a three strike policy that all the new employees will be signing and need to adhere to."
Draco still looked skeptical but didn't argue further, just started the video again.
Harry was grateful Draco had taught him the ins and outs of being an heir and Lord, and was now helping him with his business studies. He couldn't want for more of his cousin and friend.
Relaxing into the tub as few hours later, Harry was almost boneless when hammering on the locked bathroom door startled him into wakefulness and returned irritation.
"I'm bathing!"
"It's been hours Potter. You can't still be in the bath!" Draco yelled back. Of course Draco would be the only one arrogant enough to disturb him while he was in the bath. It wasn't the first time either, though normally it was one of the boys trying to take a peek.
"Well I am. Go away, Draco." It had only been an hour!
"I'm not wasting time on this trip for you to bath for hours!"
Harry sighed and got out of the bath, drying himself with a spell before he tugged on his bath robe. He opened the door and looked at Draco's stubbornly set face.
"Must you be such a nuisance when I'm bathing?" Harry asked Draco as he walked past him and straight into his wardrobe to get himself dressed as Draco took a seat on his bed. "I told you that we'd take a trip to the muggle shrines today and the magical ones the day after." In reality it had taken more time than he thought to finish those interviews so they were going to a muggle shrine festival tonight.
"You really recon the muggles here are that interesting?" Draco asked sceptically. It had been Harry's argument, but he still wasn't buying it.
Harry sighed as Draco tried to start the same argument again, "Should I strap you to a wheelchair and wheel you around like an invalid instead?"
Draco scrunched his nose up at that, remembering the pictures Harry had shown him the last time he'd made that threat, "That won't be necessary." Potter would do it too.
Gathering what he wanted, Harry threw his spare navy Kimono at Draco as he emerged from his wardrobe in a rich royal purple number with small silver embroidered strawberries along the hem. The one he'd given Draco had a gold eastern dragon running up to the hip. The magical kimonos they were wearing were designed for specifically for submissive's, but Draco didn't need to know that tiny little fact.
"What do I need the robe for?" he thought he wasn't meant to wear robes in case the muggle visited.
"There's a festival on at one of the shrines we'll be visiting." Commented Harry as he searched for his spare orbs and a camera. "Plus I thought it'd be a good opportunity for you to try a better version of robes" finished Harry cheekily. Well and truly converted when it came to eastern fashion vs. western robes.
Draco just rolled his eyes, but put the kimono on anyway before following Harry out the door. It was an old argument by now anyway even for Draco.
Appariting with Draco to an ally a block away from the temple festival, they tried the goldfish catching game first before the shooting game next. Wondering from game to game and trying the different festival foods as they went.
"Haru-chan!"
Turning, Harry spotted Mitsukuni and Mori heading his way.
"Hello Mitsukuni, Takashi." Harry indicated to Draco, "This is my cousin, Draco Malfoy."
Mitsukuni turned his and Takashi's head to look at Draco, "Nice to meet you Dra-chan!" exclaimed Mitsukuni happily, laying on the charm.
Draco simply raised his brow at the midget who had butchered his name. He was not impressed at the boys little act; It didn't reach his eyes for one, they were too dull.
Seeing the boy below wasn't falling for his thrall, Mitsukuni decided to switch targets, leaving a highly amused Draco and Takashi to follow in their wake as he dragged Harry around the stalls.
7 Hours Later
Draco chuckled amusedly when he saw Harry come through the door, "You look like you've been trampled by a Hippogriff Potter."
Harry grumbled, collapsing onto the lounge in his private rooms "It dug its talons in on the way past and grinded me into the floor with its high heels too." Mumbled Harry from behind a cushion; the Host Club were nuts. He was definably warding his rooms against them from now on. How'd he get mixed up with them anyway?
Oh right. Kyoya.
Laughing some more at Harry's expense and the fact Hippogriff didn't wear high heels, Draco ordered his personal house elf -Pip- to fetch them some soup for a late dinner. Draco had been smart enough to abandon Harry to the mercy of the Host Club when it had reached 10:00pm.
He didn't regret his decision in the least.
Especially not with the way Potter looked.
Harry and Draco spent most of the next morning talking to one another and laying out a plan of action, which had mostly just been Draco talking while Harry giggled until his stomach hurt at all the imagery, only interjecting long enough to take a breath or eat.
The idea of sicking Fred and George on the Host Club when they arrived was just too good!
0-Sex-0Downing the contraceptive potion supplied by Griptide, Hadrian snuck glances at Umehito and Kyoya's…littler versions, Hadrian noticed that while Umehito was a little longer, Kyoya was thicker. Both were above average for European men.
Hadrian gulped the last mouthful.
As much as he cared for the two dominates he couldn't help feeling self-conscious and scared of what was to come. Everything he read said that the first time would be very painful, and he didn't actually know how the boys felt about seeing his scars. It wasn't that they didn't know they existed, but it was one thing hearing about it and another thing actually seeing it. It made it more real.
Umehito noticed his trepanation.
"Are you sure you want this?"
"Yes?"
"Was that a question?"
"No?"
Hadrian was completely frozen and aroused as he watched Umehito give a small pleased smile that promised so many things as he approached. Hadrian felt his whole world some to a standstill as Umehito approached, Kyoya staying back for the moment.
There was a sort of surrealism prevailing in the cool afternoon air that made it all seem like a dream to him. He could feel his magic pulsating beneath his skin; he had never been more aware of his magic flowing through his veins in time to his heartbeat. While clad in black pants and an open poets shirt, Umehito was quickly divesting himself of said items as he approached the bed where Hadrian currently sat.
Umehito was handsome in a European way Hadrian supposed, with his blond hair and impossible blue eyes. It was that small smile and unconquerable patience that shone through his blue eyes now however that calmed Hadrian's nervous heart a bit as Umehito approached as though Hadrian was about to bolt.
Which wasn't far from the mark.
Hadrian looked at Kyoya through his lashes over Umehito's shoulder, he looked as if he was waiting for something.
Where Umehito felt of safety to him, Kyoya felt of danger.
But both felt loyal.
He knew they were both dangerous, Umehito more so as his thrall put you at ease and ran an armed weapons empire, but he'd come to care deeply for them both somewhat equally over the time he'd known them. He knew he tended to gravitate more towards Umehito, but he thought that was because Kyoya spent so much time with the host club growing his evil empire.
Umehito was simply home more.
Arms were suddenly wrapped around him as Umehito pushed his face into Hadrian's neck and breathed in slowly as he inhaled Hadrian's scent. The young man was limp and powerless against such darkness and dominance that was suddenly radiating off Umehito's powerful aura in heavy waves. Wrapping around him easily.
"MINE"
Hadrian noticed something in that instance he hadn't noticed before, as Umehito's hair lengthened to just beyond shoulder height and any imperfections in his skin vanished to smooth silk.
Umehito's fangs were out.
Taking in Umehito's face more carefully, Hadrian also noticed Umehito's eyes were now glowing a blue-purple and slited. Was this Umehito's true form? Letting his own features shift back into their new natural state rather than the face of the human he know played, Hadrian lifted his ass to let his tail come through more easily. Hadrian suspected Umehito's nails had also lengthened as he felt the tips dig in lightly, sending a shiver up his spine.
Umehito purred in pleasure at the sight of Hadrian in his truest form.
And just like that, and to the complete amazement of Umehito and Kyoya Hadrian purred back in response, subconsciously following his mating instincts.
Kissing Hadrian soundly before Hadrian noticed this new development, Umehito distracted Hadrian as he cast cleansing and stretching spells. Leaving the lubrication spells off as he had a special idea for that one; he would have done it all by muggle means, but he didn't want to take a chance of Hadrian having a bad experience with his first time and denying him later.
Hadrian shifted and mewed at the odd sensations the magic caused as the spells took their hold.
Pushing Hadrian gently back into the mattress, Umehito knew he couldn't keep restraining himself for too much longer without snapping. Rolling Hadrian on top of himself, Umehito maneuvered Hadrian so that his delicious ass was raised high in the air, supported by his own legs to prevent Hadrian from moving too much.
Kyoya moved.
Hadrian went mindless.
Rimming a squirming Hadrian enthusiastically by his standards, Kyoya made sure Hadrian remained stretched while he did so, pushing his tongue as far in as he could before drawing it out roughly. Letting his wings and feathers spring forth as he pleasured his future mate; he would have never even considered rimming if not for the cleaning and cleansing spells.
Hadrian couldn't help the mewing and keening noises from escaping at the bombarding sensations of Kyoya's rimming and Umehito's wondering hands. It was sending Hadrian into madness and so close to the edge.
Touching Umehito's leg, Kyoya let Umehito know they were ready for the next phase. They'd discussed this when they had realised Hadrian was pulling away from them both because of his guilt of being unable to choose.
Lining Umehito up first as the longest, both boys helped Hadrian to adjust before Kyoya lined himself up, spreading his wings wide to balance himself as he pushed while Umehito kept Hadrian distracted.
As Umehito kept up his almost brutal game of hide and seek with his prostate, Hadrian suddenly felt fingers brushing along the glistening rim of his hole where Umehito was even now pushing and pulling out of his body. A shiver ran down his spine as the fingers made contact with his over sensitized skin before sinking in. Looking behind him, Hadrian spotted Kyoya lining himself up before pushing in slowly compared to Umehito's pace.
When he was finally fully seated, Kyoya moved.
Matching Umehito's pounding pace, Kyoya set a new brutal one to catch up.
It was a race to the finish line.
The first to cross would be the Alpha dominate of their little triad.
Shuddering after a few more hard thrusts, Umehito came first before instantly hardening again, throwing Kyoya a smug look over Hadrian's shoulder as he watched Kyoya follow only moments after him before pulling out; needing a moment to regain his...vitality. But Umehito still came first which was what mattered to him.
Flipping Hadrian onto his knees once Kyoya was clear, Umehito slammed back into Hadrian brutally. Grateful for his vampiric stamina, Umehito had known his first round with Hadrian would be more of a quick fuck then what he had originally wanted if he wanted the better claim, but it was the price he paid to be able to have Hadrian at all. In no time at all Hadrian's muscles were clenched tightly around Umehito's shaft.
The wonders of magic.
"So beautiful"
Hadrian knew he would be very very sore come tomorrow morning as Umehito kept a maddening pace right up until his completion, but right now he couldn't care less as Kyoya's thick prick pierced him only moments after Umehito's own shaft had left. Setting another brutal pace as the sounds of skin slapping skin filled the air.
Hadrian's passage kept tightening rhythmically from his own orgasm as Kyoya groaned quietly, Hadrian felt a shudder run through Kyoya's body as his battered hole was filled with Kyoya's hot seed.
Closing his eyes as his final release hit him, Hadrian smiled. Content and boneless with Umehito and Kyoya plastered on either side of him.
0-Honey-0The next morning, Mitsukuni Haninozuka decided to pop over; having felt the mindscape of his three friends change last night. He always kept a loose connection open to his friends' minds in case of a kidnapping attempt.
Sat now watching Hadrian make a vegetable slice, Mitsukuni couldn't help teasing his friend.
"So you decided on them both?"
Hadrian blushed, "I followed my instincts" they had never led him wrong before, only his head had ever done that.
"At least you'll never want for sex!" exclaimed Mitsukuni happily around his cake as he sat at Hadrian's kitchen counter, having waited until Hadrian had taken a sip of tea before announcing this.
Hadrian nearly chocked on is tea, "What?" how was it the innocent looking ones had the dirtiest mouths?
Mitsukuni blinked innocently before grinning, "Both Umehito and Kyoya are territorial creatures when it comes to their mate, vampires most of all." Mitsukuni giggled, "Umehito was even possessive of you before you'd even walked through the school door!" Mitsukuni remembered finding a photo of a baby he now knew had been Hadrian when they were in middle school. When Umehito had seen him with it well…it was the only time his arm had ever been broken before. For all his passive nature, Umehito could be downright vicious when he wanted with the skills to match. But then he'd have to too be able to survive the Vampiric Russian Court.
"How's that got anything to do with intercourse?"
Mitsukuni smirked, "I wonder" drinking his own tea now, Mitsukuni relished in the tick he spotted when Ume-chan came out of the bedroom. He knew Ume and Kyo-chan would be hyper territorial for the next month until the Mate bond settled, especially with the two now needing to share a mate.
"I'd best be heading to the Dojo now. I'll inform the others about the new development." Finishing the last mouthful, Mitsukuni jumped off his stool before flickering out of the Castle before Ume-chan decided to take a swing.
Watching Mitsukuni flicker out, Umehito flared his magic to make sure the little sneak wasn't hiding somewhere as he came up behind Hadrian.
Latching onto Hadrian's neck, Umehito slipped his fingers under Hadrian's boxers and shirt, fingering the still slightly loose ring of muscle he had worshiped last night.
"Umehito?"
"Relax"
Giving in to Umehito's sinful ministrations as the man hit his prostrate, Hadrian sighed as Umehito slid home slowly, realising what Mitsukuni had been talking about.
0-Twins-0Flooing to Gringotts after receiving a missive from Griptide, Hadrian found Fred and George in front of the Japanese's branch of Gringotts. They were all easy smiles, but it was the fakest smile Hadrian had seen the twins pull in years.
Leading them to a European themed café he remembered nearby, Hadrian had barely sat when the questions started.
"What do you want from us?" Fred inquired bluntly with a sigh as he sat down in the cafe; this last year had been grueling. Neither he nor his brother had thought arguing with their parents one day would see them disowned and blackened from the family tree the next.
"I want you both to attend Ouran High School -or whatever year you test into- while homeschooling in magic." He had discussed this with Griptide who had suggested this route. He remembered they were always designing stuff for their shop in Hogwarts, this plan would see them studying the hardest subject first while they still could while they leisurely learn magic in their spare time. Much like he was doing now.
George scrunched his nose in thought "Why?" they were of age now. They didn't need to graduate to start a business, just money.
"You want to start your own joke shop." Fred and George nodded "You'll need to know how to run a business first. I'm happy to give you the money, but I want you to actually succeed. Ouran will help teach you the business skills you'll need, while the tutors I plan to hire will teach you proper magic. The better you two do, the more money I'll give you."
When the twins opened their mouth, Harry held up his hand.
"While you may think you know magic already, the magic taught in Hogwarts and the rest of England is a poor imitation of what you would learn here." Harry took a breath, this was where he was expecting a blow up, "you also need to learn magical etiquette, and some basic muggle etiquette too."
Both their faces blanked.
It was unnerving for Harry to see from them, but this needed to be done. He was struggling as it was to remember what he needed to say to them.
"Explain."
He did.
"A lot of the people you'll need to interact with such as suppliers for your magical components and customers will be proper magicals; while the magicals here interact more with muggles, they still believe strongly in preserving their magical heritage. They'll give you faulty or over priced goods if they think you insulted them and discourage others from dealing with you."
Fred and George shared a look as they considered Harry's side; it was just like a stricter -more open- version of back home. "What's this naming ritual the Goblin mentioned entail?"
Harry sighed in relief, "The ritual is a type of blood adoption that replaces one parent. I thought you'd both like to still be related to Bill and Charlie." Passing them the book Umehito had loaned him, Harry continued. "As a Lord, I have to adopt you both as 'children' or you'll remain No Names legally even while being under my protection." Harry pulled out the Goblin copies of the Weasley and Prewett family trees he had requested a few days ago, "as your banished from the Weasley tree but not the Prewett tree, I think we're best to override your dads blood in the ritual. This would also annul you from the Weasley/Malfoy blood feud."
While sad, they both nodded their agreement; though they were both happy they would still be related to Bill and Charlie, this whole situation was just plain sad.
They were grateful to Harry for saving them from the fate of a no name, as they'd heard tales of what happened to no names from others their whole life. They had been protected at Hogwarts from the more crueler aspects they knew, but it still wasn't pretty and they'd had to ward what little things they still had to fort Knox.
Their fate actually made the werewolf legislation look kind.
Watching a nervously ranting Harrykins try to explain something he'd long tuned out of, Fred smiled in amusement. They were the ones meant to be nervous, but Harry was nervous instead! They knew Harry well enough to trust him, which was why they'd defended him when their family went barmy.
They weren't worried about whatever he had planned in his head this time around, or the next.
They had noticed his odd behavior the last two years he was at Hogwarts, and respected him even more for not only what he had done, but by giving them a choice in the matter of who to follow.
Unlike their former parents and younger siblings.
"How are the fiancés?" asked George, interrupting whatever Harry was talking about and Fred's train of thought.
Harrykins blushed bright red.
Gred and Feorge grinned.
Wedeling him a little, they were amused to discover Harry had mated with both fiancés not long ago.
Taking the pair back to what Harry had dubbed the 'mini castle', Harry still found fond amusement at the sight of it even if the garden wasn't finished just yet. He would need to contact a druid to bless the land and grow the trees he had planted
Harry remembered the set of rooms he had set aside were very large when they were still undivided. But the room had been made into two and were now connected through both the king bathroom and wardrobes. Despite being twins, Harry remembered they still wanted to be seen as individuals like everyone else. The room was rather plain right now, but he knew it would change soon enough when they went shopping.
When the twins didn't say anything while they explored the rooms Harry grew nervous.
"I didn't put much colour in the room so you could colour and decorate your rooms the way you want…If you don't like it you can have any other spare rooms you like-" maybe this hadn't been such a great idea?
"It's perfect"
Hadrian smiled in relief. Keeping with the theme of the rest of the castle, all the furniture was a beautiful natural carved red wood, with each king sized bed engraved with the individual twins name in gold. He'd only put the twins first name, as he wasn't sure what last name they would want displayed.
The whole reason he'd chosen this room for the twins was because it was high and had big windows.
"I've had an extension built onto the potion's lab outside which you can use for your experiments."
Hadrian was petrified.
When the twins had turned to look at him, they both had stars in their eyes -like Honey when he was eyeing a new type of cake- and purely demonic grins.
Maybe he should have built the workshop further away? Like the next continent.
Edited 4/12/15
AN: I've edited and adding to the previous chapters.
I've been working on Neko, Meet Crow and Vampire all year and plan to have it officially completed by new years. Considering when I started this edit in February what I had originally only comprised 11,736 words I think I've done good.
The next chapter is likely to be the official end of Neko, Meet Crow and Vampire but I'll still continue to return to this story in the future to add in scenes I glossed over or skipped.
If anyone has an idea or has noticed something I missed I'd love to hear it