A/N: Thank Nightshade sydenylover150 for this next chapter! Now, before we begin, I need to clear a few things up. This drabble is AU to a certain extent. Severus hasn't joined the ranks of the Death Eaters just yet. Yes, I'm aware that there is no angel named Hariel. Please, no comments on the system of angels and/or religion. I will, quite simply, not reply to those. Good. Now, go enjoy the story!

DISCLAIMER: No matter how much I wave my wand, I will never own Sev and our favorite green-eyed Wizard. *sobs*

WARNING: Yaoi is an important part of these. Please desist in flaming.

-Ryder

P.S. There may be more than one title that gets a continuation; Dragon's Might, Dragon's Might II... etc.

-Previously On...-

He made it with a minute to spare.

"Thought you were the punctual one." Remus jumped before turning around to see Hariel standing less than a foot from him.

"Gah! Don't do that!"

"Do what?" called a silky baritone that was also less than a foot away.

"That! The whole sexy voice and body pressed really... CLOSE kinda thing!" They stood a good deal taller than him, identical smirks on their faces as he squeaked out his answer in embarrassment.

"Mmm, that thing. I know that one. Sev, do you mind?" Hariel purred as he was pressed in-between them.

"Go right ahead."

OIaBF OIaBF OIaBF OIaBF OIaBF OIaBF

Harry had been aware of the werewolf's love since his arrival. The only thing that shocked him was the intensity of protection this wolf arose in him.

Father? What is this?

'A family, my child. Of all my creations, you are the most selfless.' Warm reassurance washed through him as he kissed Remus softly, possessively. He encircled Sev's waist with his other arm, drawing him to the oddly fierce kiss.

"Harry?" his boyfriend asked, obsidian eyes hooded with desire.

"Mmm. He's rather delicious. You want a taste?" They tangled tongues, passing the taste of the petite werewolf amongst themselves. Remus was pressed between them, his firm supine body causing sinful friction.

"Mmm... think I need a taste... just to make sure, that is." The sight of Sev and Moony sharing an open-mouthed kiss had Harry in a state of arousal that almost hurt. His wings unfurled, signalling his receptive state. "Looks like someone's... excited. Care to help him out?" Remus ran slender, scarred fingers through his sensitive feathers; Harry shuddered as an uncontrolled moan slipped past his lips.

"Does he always sound that bloody hot?" their werewolf crooned lowly, his fingers searching out the particular nerves that had him climaxing as he knelt in front of him. He slid down and sat, his wings spread out in replete pleasure.

-PoV-

Remus bit his lip as he stepped foot into the Snake's Pit. Was he even welcome here?

"You're with us, little wolf. Don't worry." Hariel (or Harry, as the Archangel insisted) purred, wrapping an ebony wing so that he was easily seen.

"Snape, ditch-Who is that?" The bright colors of his Gryffindor crest shone in the firelight. "A Lion? Here?" Remus could feel the tension ratchet up in the room by several degrees. He knew who it was that spoke; Mucliber was a nasty piece of work. Unconsciously, his lips lifted in a snarl, Moony growling deep inside of him.

"A Snake who states the obvious. How... quaint." Sarcasm he rarely exercised was said before he could revert to bookish Remus. The Slytherins looked at one another before ripping into Mucliber like a pack of wild dogs with remarks that would have cut deep in the emotional psyche if they'd been aimed at him.

"Nice work, Lupin. You're here with Harry and Severus, which means something." A blonde woman drawled quietly.

"Black." he nodded cordially, recognizing the faint scent of Sirius.

"Call me Cissa. I have a feeling we'll get to know each other rather well."

"Well then, in that case, it's Moony or Rem."

"Don't the three of you have someone to meet?" Cissa asked sweetly. Severus swore lowly and pulled them both out and up to an ornate entry on the seventh floor.

They walked through it; Remus saw Lily pacing.

"Sev, you made it! Rem? Oh." The implication of the sentence made him shiver.

"We invited him. I hope you don't mind?" Harry gave her a charming smile, green eyes soft as he wrapped both arms around their waists. Remus watched as Lily didn't fall under Harry's charm... In fact, she sighed and pressed a hand to the bridge of her nose.

"You did more than just that to get Sev to open up like he has. I've known him since before Hogwarts." she scoffed lightly, settling in the squashy armchair. They took over the love seat and enlarged it with a quick Expansion Charm.

"I was myself, Evans." came the prompt, almost clipped reply. "I do not tell lies nor show falshood. It's in my blood."

"Call me Lily. Evans is so... weird if you're going to be Sev's boyfriend. What do you mean in your blood?"

"My bloodline, Ange du Seigneur, is an Ancient one. It is laced with the blood of angels. I also know it's hard to believe, so I brought the Family parchment." Harry produced a sheet of fine-quality parchment that was a creamy color; red, black, and silver ink was written in as the Line unfolded itself.

House of Ange du Seigneur

Raphael Ange-Amphitrite of House Athens

The list went on until it hit Harry's name.

Hariel Ange du Seigneur (Harry)

Courting: Severus T. Snape (Half-Blood Prince)-Remus J. Lupin (Moony)

Remus swallowed as the writing proved his suspicion. Courting was serious business in the Wizarding world, as Lily had found out with James.

"You're Courting them? Congradulations, Sev and Rem!" she enthused, sounding like her normal self. "Oh, and if you hurt either one of them, I'll hunt you down and gut you with a rusty spoon." He chuckled as Harry actually thought about it.

"Sufficiently painful, I suppose."

When he went home on the train, he was full of apprehension. His father would kill him if he knew about Sev and Harry. Their quiet support throughout the ride, along with James and Siri's distractions worked until they got off the train. He knew his old man was waiting to take him home and wail on him.

"Boy, quit dawdling and get a move on with that trunk." the rough voice growled from behind him. Remus barely held in his own, much deeper, growl.

"Rem, you alright?" Cue Harry, with his wings and sundry.

"I thought I told you not to make friends." was hissed lowly so that no one else could hear. "You'll be paying for this when we get home!" It hit Remus that all he had to do was stand up to his father; he straightened his submissive stance and whirled around to face the surprisingly short man.

"I'm an adult. I don't have to go anywhere with you. I have every right as much as the next person to make friends, Father." Remus stated so that only his father could hear the conversation and those immediately surrounding them, namely his best mates and his soon-to-be husbands.

"I have arranged a match that does not care for your condition."

"I don't want it. I'm being Courted, and I'll thank you to keep your nose out of my business."

"Or what, boy? We both know you have no future here in this world!"

"I'll thump you good. I do have one. It'll just be a bit harder to find." he snarled, feeling his canines lengthen with his rising anger. The sight of the deadly fangs caused his father's eyes to widen in fear.

"Werewolf! Always allowing the beast to take over your mind!" the man shouted hysterically, pointing straight at Remus. "Freak, no-good-"

-CRACK!-

Harry stood over the now bleeding man, his wings extended and his powerful chest heaved with heavy breaths, his fists clenched.

"That's you you're describing; never Remus. If I ever catch you near him again, you'll know what hell feels like." the tone was absolutely Arctic in it's fury. "Come, Remus. No need to pay anymore attention to that." Moony crooned softly inside, Remus agreeing with him for once.

-PoV-

Harry smiled as he gripped their hands and Apparated to the cottage he'd picked out for the three of them. Remus recovered first, gasping as he spotted the two story building.

"Is it ours?"

"Paid in full, courtesy of Heaven itself." he assured them, letting go of their hands. Remus took off into the woods that surrounded the area with prenatural speed.

"You coming in, Sev?"

"Harry, this is... This is amazing." Sevens murmured as he levitated the trunks inside with a flick of his wand. The comfortable rooms had been designed in warm browns, as well as soothing deep blues and greens, occasionally accented with silver in places. "Where did you find the time?"

"There's a Potions lab downstairs and Remus will have full run of the forest. Your Animagus form can keep up, yes?" Severus rolled his eyes, already making use of the bookshelves in the room.

"One of those is for Remus, you know, so no stuffing it all with yours. We have a library as well." he commented slyly. Remus glided into the house, his amber eyes alight with joy.

"Moony's so excited... He loves it out here. Thank you." he was embraced and snuggled with as his Chosen absorbed that this was for them. "Where would we be without you?" Harry scowled darkly at the projected future he read in the files. "Harry?"

"You would have been alone... Broken from so many rejections of what you were rather than who you were. Only a few bright moments before you died on the battlefield."

"And myself?" Severus's quiet tone indicated that he would not have liked the answer Harry gave.

"A bitter man. One who tormented Lily's child until he realized that Lily had been there all along. Dying for a woman who never loved him back; for a triple-crossing Headmaster with his own agenda." A pained look crossed the exotic features, tugging on something deep within him. "I did not want that happening. I saw all of this... and asked Father if I could change this. He mulled it over for a long time, but granted me my one request." he murmured softly, drawing them even closer. "Such beauty and intelligence is not to be ruined nor dragged down into the dirt so many times. I swore to protect you both with all I had." They stood like that for a long time.

Life settled into a routine. Remus went to Healer training and Severus to his Master, learning Potions under the best of the best. Harry kept house and went on long flights, speaking with his Father to keep him updated. His older brothers occasionally dropped by with angel gossip.

"Hariel, it's wonderful that you've taken on mates. They make you happy, right?" Arfidiel asked him as Rem and Sev slept on him while he conversed with his brother.

"More than happy, Ari. They're so brave and beautiful that sometimes it's hard to not stare. They get all flustered but I think they enjoy it on the inside."

"Harry, no pointing out that we find you sexy as hell." Remus purred, blinking sleepy amber eyes. Severus was still out cold, breaths deep and even. "Find it hard not to jump him when he's in the shower."

"Harry, you didn't tell me you had such a minx! Delighted to finally meet you. I'm-"

"Arfidiel, Harry's twin brother. You can call me Moony or Rem."

"Moony?" Ari asked, confusion lacing his tone.

"I'm a werewolf. It's a nickname that I've been stuck with since I was little."

"Ah! It's been a long time since I've interacted with one." Remus snuggled close, crooning lowly as Harry scratched where Moony's ears were. "I know the topic is an uncomfortable one. I apologize."

"No, it's alright. I'm not really all that opposed to my inner wolf. Harry's helped a great deal in fusing my psyche together." his voice was warm, causing butterflies in Harry's stomach. Ari gave his shark smile suddenly. Remus's response was instant; he growled low & deep, pulling away from his lap to defend him. The smile morphed into a shocked look. It was good, Harry decided, that Remus was so possessive.

"I think the other angels will be in for a surprise, should they try and take you away."

"You should see Severus. He's much worse when it comes to something that belongs to him."

Severus snuffled and wrapped his arms around Harry's waist, murmuring softly, "Mine." Even in sleep, his Cobra was staking his claim. Ari giggled, unable to help himself.

"Oh, Raph would like him."

"Raph?"

"Raphael, Second in Command after Michael. I'm about fourth and Hariel here is third. Mike almost never leaves Heaven."

"Oh. You're all brothers?"

"Got it in one. Hariel and I are twins. Mike's the oldest along with Raph and Luc. Luc's down in Hell, running it for Father, since Father's busy. Oh, and then there's that little angel that both Raph and Mike are lusting after; Castiel, I think his name was..."

"The angel of Thursday?" Remus asked incredulously. "And who is Luc?"

"Oh, goody. Now they know who to look for. Uh, Luc is Lucifer. Expect him to drop by for the big brother speech pretty soon." Ari popped away angel style and Remus settled down again, nudging his hand when the petting stopped.

"That'll be interesting, won't it?" his wolf asked after a few moments of comfortable silence.

"I guess Remus. But Sev will handle him just fine."

-PoV-

Severus sighed at the dark-haired angel in his Potions lab; another of Harry's brothers come to visit them, he supposed.

"I'd appreciate it if you stepped away from my Potion. It's rather volatile." he warned, stirring it anti-clockwise to pull down the fumes. "Hmm. Needs some sulfur." Adding a pinch from his stock-piled ingredients, he crowed as it turned a bright purple. "Good, it's done." He left it to stew as he cleaned up. "Are you coming upstairs to say hello to Harry?" The angel started when he addressed him.

"Sure. My little bro and I haven't spoken in a while." the sultry tone had Severus sneering. "Mmm, let's see how tempted you are..."

"You'll find me a tough challenge, then." he quipped sharply, ignoring the change in appearance. He strode up the stairs and ran into the real Harry. "Hello, luv. Your brother is here to visit... I think."

"Lucifer! I haven't seen you in ages!" The enthusiastic glomp made the other angel lose his glamour and squeak as he was lifted high. "How's Hell? Is it weird? Boring? Or are you having fun with your creations?" Harry let loose a volley of questions, green eyes excited. Severus rolled his eyes, sitting with Remus as Harry and Lucifer chatted away the afternoon.

"Luv, it's tea time." Remus prodded gently, handing Harry a cup of tea.

"I'm so sorry! It's been centuries since he and I caught up."

"I noticed." he drawled, sitting directly in his Archangel's lap. "Rem and I were having a debate about Healing."

"Healing?" Lucifer asked, a deep brown eyebrow raising. "Harry, you live with a Healer?"

"Ah, a Potions Journeyman and Assistant Healer. But they're very close to their Masteries; youngest to do so in a century."

"You must be very proud, then."

"They work for it. It's not in them to make deals, Luc." the warning was sharp, nearly slicing in it's accuracy.

"So this is the infamous Archangel." Severus mused aloud, sipping his tea innocently. "Harry, anymore surprises like this I should know about?"

"Raph will be stopping by because he always visits after Luc. Mike... Mike's busy, but he'll be by when we least expect it." Harry said sheepishly, a look of chagrin on his face.

"Hmph, your mortals are no fun, Harry. He ignored my attempt to seduce him!" At that remark, Harry laughed.

"Sev can sense magical signatures and Rem can smell the difference; you can never sneak up on them unless you put my scent over yours." Blue eyes crinkled at the edges as the Archangel laughed with Harry.

"Indeed, brother mine, indeed. You have chosen well." Green eyes lock onto his own obsidian and Remus's amber as he answered his older brother.

"I'm lucky they chose me."

Each of the brothers stopped by, even the ever-busy Michael. He'd taken one look at them and shook his head.

"They'll do. Mind you, that one's just as possessive as the wolf, if not moreso." Severus had given him an insincere half-smile, the other half a sneer.

"You don't think I'm good enough." he hissed, baring his teeth in a snarl.

"No. But the others approve of you for some odd reason. Perhaps Father can tell me."

Harry looked disapprovingly at his eldest brother.

"Mike, can we talk in the kitchen?" he asked, steel slipping into his tone.

-PoV-

"Sure." After the door was closed, he whirled on his brother.

"How could you? Sev's sensitive that he's not good enough for me!"

"I don't like him. He reminds me of Zachariah." Michael sniffed, crossing his arms over his barrel chest.

"Zach has nothing to do with Sev! You know that! Ugh. Just because I got hurt once, doesn't mean it'll happen again! Sev's sweet and innocent in a way we can never be. We've seen too much in our long lives, Mike, to hold grudges like that! Let it go!" Steel grey eyes narrowed as Harry continued his rant. "Oh, and as for that look against Remus? You can shove it up your feathery ass! They're mine to PROTECT, mine to LOVE, and mine to CHERISH! Father said this was my family!" Chest heaving, he finished with his wings flared out, hitting the cabinets. Michael stood in shock, his large blond wings dropping and touching the ground.

"A family? Are we not enough?" The rough whisper was raspy, tears filming over the normally cold grey eyes. Harry sighed and wrapped Michael in his much larger wings.

"Yes, but you and Raph have Castiel. I spent so long... so alone... They love me." he said softly, his face buried in Michael's shoulder.

"Alone? Oh, Hariel..." Thick arms tightened around his frame, nuzzling his hair. "You were never alone."

-PoV-

Severus warily eyed the larger Archangel as they exited the kitchen. Harry pulled him into a passionate kiss; he forgot about everything but the feel of his Archangel around him.

"Mmm, you know, that's... kind of hot." The voice was ignored in favor of more Harry.

Ending A/N: Hehe, Sev has a one track-mind, right? Dunno how it works, but it does. ASK ME FOR DRABBLES! Your own or a continuation!