Title: Never be Normal
Authors: Duochan-the-mpregfan and Tiger of the Fire
Disclaimer: we don't own the rights to Harry Potter and never will. We also don't own the idea to Veela!Draco, but we thank whoever originally came up with it.
Chapter: 2 of 39
Pairings: Will become obvious later.
Archives: will be posted on adultfanfiction under the name of Black Kitten as uncut version.
Warnings: Veela!Draco, Vampire!Severus, Fae!Harry, mpreg, dominance/submission, control use and whatever else we two demented authoress' decide to come up with.
Summary: Life seems to be okay, but when you find out you have to mate, it only gets stranger. Isn't a person meant to only have one mate? What does it mean when you've got two? What do you do when only one is the submissive? Well, three people are to find out soon.
Chapter 2
A week passed since Severus and Harry's bonding. He had been experiencing his increase in appetite daily and at every meal. It was becoming all the more perplexing to Harry. Right then he knew that getting looked at might be a good idea. He didn't want to go to visit madam Pomfrey, but it was a requirement of every year for him. The fact that it was only a month into the year and he already needed to. At that moment he stood outside the doors to the Infirmary. They were menacing and he didn't want to open them. That was the problem though. Taking in a huge breath, he pushed the doors open. Madam Pomfrey looked up from what she was doing and smiled at him. "Well hello Mr. Potter, what brings you here at such an early point in the year?"
Harry stood still in front of the medi-witch and looked up at the smiling woman. He shivered slightly, he knew she was a friendly person but she still had a tendency to be overly territorial in the Hospital Wing. "Well… you see… oh bugger," he stammered and then continued, "It's like this, I've been eating a lot more than usual and people keep staring at me. Not that I mind much, but it's starting to freak me out a little and I am… well I think maybe something is wrong," he finished in a rush, hoping that whatever it was, it was nothing and he could leave.
Pomfrey pointed to a bed. "Sit down," she ordered. Harry sighed and sat on the bed, he knew that he had no choice in this matter. Pomfrey began to do a scan of him. Everything about him seemed fine according to him, but he noticed that there was something slightly off about the scan. Some of Harry's levels were higher than normal. She knew that he was part Fae; Dumbledore had announced it at the opening feast. She stood there for a moment and let herself think what might be up. Fae naturally had more hormones than a normal human, but not to that level. She suddenly let out a gasp and waved her wand. A soft yellow light appeared over Harry's abdomen. She gasped again, knowing exactly what that light meant.
Harry heard the sudden gasp as he looked at the soft swirling yellow light above him. His head shot up and looked at the shocked medi-witch. His eyes went wide thinking something was terribly wrong with him. "Madam Pomfrey?" he questioned, lips trembling slightly at the thought, his emotions taking over from rational thought. "There's something wrong, isn't there? Something really bad. Please tell me. I need to know. Please!" He pleaded, his eyes filling with tears as he put on a brave front in the face of adversity.
Madam Pomfrey touched his cheek. "No Mr. Potter, nothing is wrong. I'm just a little shocked. The truth is…" She just stopped, not sure if she should come out with it. She looked into Harry's shimmering green eyes. She couldn't keep the truth away, she wanted to try and find a nice way to say it, but she couldn't really. Taking in a deep breath, she said, "You're pregnant Mr. Potter."
Harry's hands flew to his flat stomach as the magic yellow mist faded away. "I'm…Oh my…I'm pregnant." His face broke out into a smile and chuckled lightly. "I'm going to be a daddy, well mommy anyway." Harry tilted his head as he thought deeply for a moment. He looked at the kind eyes of Madam Pomfrey. "Is this the reason why my wings now have another colour?" he asked, he had noticed when he went for his flight around the Quidditch pitch the morning after he had completed the bond with Severus.
"I do not know much about how a Fae's wing coloring works, but I would say so. You would need to go check with someone who would know more," Pomfrey said. She smiled at him. Taking his hand, she helped him sit up. "But you'll need to tell the father of this child and try to find out if that is the case. But you're such a sweet lad." She gave Harry a hug and then a tiny shove towards the doors. "Take care of yourself, I want you to come and visit me every week to check up on your health. Don't want anything bad to happen." She was smiling. While it was an unexpected turn of events, she could tell that the thought truly made Harry happy. Most medi-witches would want to abort the fetus, but she wasn't about to do such a thing on the basis that the boy was too happy about the idea.
Harry nodded. "Of course Madam Pomfrey." He grinned cheekily at her as he then went out of the Hospital Wing. He smiled happily to himself as he walked through the corridors, occasionally coming across another student or two on the lazy weekend afternoon. He started through the maze of corridors that led to Severus' private chambers. He just had to share the good news with Severus. He slowed down his walking a bit and thought back on the last week with Severus, he was always touching Harry's stomach. He wondered if Severus knew he was pregnant. He knew that vampires had a very deep respect for life, but would he know?
Severus was just exiting his rooms when he saw Harry coming down the corridor. He noticed from afar the look on Harry's face. He could see that the boy was obviously thinking and he wondered if the boy now knew of his special condition. He waited until Harry came up to him. Though he was thinking, the boy had never stopped his movement. Harry came right up to him and he looked up at Severus. The two just watched each other, not saying a word. Severus opened his chamber door and let Harry walk in. Harry gratefully did so, watching Severus. Severus closed his door, still facing Harry. "You wish to speak with me, I can tell." He gave Harry a soft smile, one that didn't reveal his lips. His fangs were being hidden from view and he noticed Harry's hand come to rest on his stomach. That only confirmed Severus' notion that Harry did indeed know that he was with child.
Severus smiled knowingly at Harry. Harry raised an eyebrow and gave him the look that said 'Why didn't you tell me.' "You knew didn't you?" Harry asked softly, not really caring about the answer.
Severus moved forward and wrapped his arms around his bond mate. "Yes I did." He felt Harry relax into the embrace and looked up into Severus' eyes. He smiled down at the young Fae and leaned down to kiss the warm lips. "And I am happy to know that you are with child." He captured Harry's lips once again.
The two kept on kissing for over a minute, only pulling back because Harry's need for air was too great. He looked straight into Severus' eyes once more. He was captured by the depths in which the black orbs could extend. Harry knew that he could easily fall into those eyes and never surface, but he didn't care. "I'm glad about this. But…I do have to be a little concerned. Draco's a part of this group; won't this affect him in some way?" He gave Severus a questioning gaze. He knew that being what he was caused him to give in quite easily, but he was still curious about the third in their mating group.
Severus brought a hand up and placed it upon Harry's cheek. He gave the boy a smile that actually showed his fangs. It was rare for him to do such a thing, but he was willing to do so for his bonded, though it should have been two right there. "It will affect him, yes. He's a Veela, if he denies his mate while pregnant and the child is born, then he will be have a chance at possibly dying, but I don't think even our dear Veela can completely deny himself forever." He slid the hand on Harry's cheek down and letting it come to rest between them. The palm was flat against Harry's stomach.
Harry rested his own hand on top of Severus'. He then moved closer to him, leaning against his chest,
listening carefully, trying to hear Severus' heart beating once again. His eyes became sad at the thought of Draco. He wanted the other young wizard with them to share this wonderful and beautiful bond, and the child that was just beginning its life within him. He sighed heavily and huddled closer to Severus. Severus looked down at the sad young Fae and softly kissed the inky black hair. "He will come to us Harry. So don't worry. He will come," he whispered, wrapping his arms around the slim waist and pulling him close.
"I hope he will. I don't want to lose him before I get a chance to know him," Harry said. He had no idea how he could suddenly give into Severus and Draco so easily. He could only think that it might be because he was a submissive and the two were his dominates. He didn't care though; he just wanted Draco with them. He then looked up at Severus. "My wings have that new colour in them because of the child, don't they?" He had remembered that Pomfrey told him to ask someone else about that. He hadn't seen anything about Fae pregnancies in any of his studies; he figured that Severus would know. His eyes were giving Severus a pleading look; he truly wanted to know the answer to that question.
Severus smiled and picked Harry up into his arms and took him to the comfortable cream couch that stood in front of the roaring fire. He sat down, keeping Harry close so he sat on his lap. He leaned back and looked at Harry who was still pleading with him with his expressive green eyes. Severus chuckled. "Yes Harry it is, the colors you have on your wings represents our auras as you know, but also some part of whom we are. The red says that the child, when older, will be strong and courageous." Severus snorted lightly, thinking what that would mean. "Another Gryffindor in the making I would say."
Harry looked at Severus slightly. He had a question in his eyes. "What does yours symbolize then?" He wanted to know what Severus' was. He knew that the man was obviously the lavender in his wings, as it had only gotten brighter. Severus had one of his arms around Harry's shoulder and brought the other one to rub his cheek very gently and then took one of Harry's hands in his own.
Severus kissed the hand softly on the knuckles and answered, "Well mine is lavender which means I am idealistic and spiritual. Don't you dare laugh either. I know I don't seem like it but I was once, before I became a Death Eater. I know you will ask this next so I will answer before you do. Yours say that you are generous, practical and you lack judgment, which I know for a fact you do. Your escapades in your younger years are testimony enough for me." He smiled in a teasing way as Harry pouted at Severus' last remark.
Harry buried his face in Severus' neck. "So that means the last one belongs to Draco." He sighed and just snuggled even closer to Severus. He was upset that it was the only colour that wasn't shining brightly. He had noticed that the ones belonging to his child shined as well, but he figured that was because he was carrying the child at that time. He didn't even know if the colour would be a permanent factor in his wings after the child was born. He hoped it would be, but Harry knew that being the submissive, there would be a slight problem with the fact that he might possibly have an easy time getting pregnant. There were just so many things he didn't know about the Fae. "Severus…What about the child's colour? Will it be permanent, and will this happen every time I'm with child? I know that being the submissive it's easy for me to end up pregnant." He removed his head from Severus' shoulder and looked back into his eyes. He enjoyed looking into Severus' eyes when the man spoke.
"The colour will always be on your wings. When you are with child again it will become smaller to make way for the other child's colour. It will be half the size if you are with one child and a third of the six if you carry twins. Each time you become pregnant a new colour will appear to show your family. The brighter the colours shine the closer you are to that person. When our child grows and marries someone the colour will dull a little. The edging around it will take on their partners aura colour," Severus explained as best as he could what happens when a Fae's family grows as theirs was about to. "When you are old and gray you wings will be a plethora of colour."
Harry nodded in understanding. He liked the idea of his wings becoming more colorful. He let go of Severus' hand and rubbed his stomach slightly. He was getting a little hungry, but it was also getting closer to dinner. The only problem was that he didn't want to go to the Great Hall. He was incredibly tired of being stared at constantly. Now that he knew the reasoning behind why he was eating more, he still didn't like all the looks anyways. His eyes got a pleading look within them as he looked into Severus' own orbs. "I'm getting hungry; can we PLEASE eat in your room tonight? I'm tired of all the people in the Great Hall staring at me. It's not right. I'm not some sort of sideshow freak." His voice was a little whiny, but it wasn't the unbearable kind of whiny. It was a tone that people used when they were around the person they loved.
Severus shook his head as he laughed. "My dear little brat," he said, growling lightly as though mad at the lithe young man. "You are a whiny little Fae aren't you?" he joked and then shook his head pretending to give in to Harry's pleas. "But you will always get your way with a cute pout and a whiny little warble," he ended as he called a house elf to him. "Can you bring dinner for two to this room please and set it over on the table," he instructed to the timid elf, motioning to the small dinner table at the other end of the room.
The elf left and the two were alone once again. Harry smiled softly at Severus. Severus returned the smile and ran his fingers through Harry's incredibly long hair. The boy made sure to leave it unbound. Severus quite liked it that way. A sigh escaped from Harry's lips as he cuddled into Severus even more. He felt incredibly comfortable with Severus. The fact that after that one night, the man hadn't used any dominance control on him, he was a lot happier. Now he sat in Severus' lap. The only problem was that it didn't take very long for the elves to send the food to the room. Harry looked and pouted a tiny bit, it meant he had to get up and walk over to the table. He knew he was hungry, and his stomach told him so by rumbling every so slightly.
Their meals were different. Severus had a more balanced meal, but of late Harry had taken to having a lot more greens on his plate than the meat that Severus had. They sat at the small table and began to eat in comparable silence. Severus looked over at Harry's plate and noticed the lack of meat, he knew that the pregnant Fae would not eat much of it, but he still needed the iron red meat provided him with. With a shake of his head he cut up some of his beef and held it in front of Harry saying simple, "Eat." Harry smiled at him and took the offered morsel into his mouth. "Make sure you have meat at least once a day Harry, you need it to help with your iron intake."
Harry nodded. The idea of meat wasn't always on the forefront of his mind to eat, but he still knew that he wanted to make sure that he had a healthy child. He was willing to trust Severus on this. "Does this child being part vampire mean that I need anything else that's special for it. I mean, I don't want to deprive it of anything before it's born." He gave Severus a smile as he ate some more of his food. Severus looked at him, apparently contemplating an answer towards that question. He knew that Severus would have to think on some things, they weren't always going to be in the front of his mind. Harry kind of doubted that Severus ever expected to end up with a mate.
Severus chewed some meat thoughtfully. "Just make sure you eat some red meat once a day. The iron in it helps to keep you healthy and the child. Other than that I can't really think of anything off hand at the moment, but I will have a look through my books a little later to find out for you. With it being part Fae as well, you will need to spend some time flying a lot more than you do now. You feel the wind calling you at times don't you Harry?" he asked, waving his fork around between bites.
Harry nodded. He tried quite hard to not laugh at Severus waving his fork around. The man was usually completely composed, so he found it quite amusing to watch him wave his fork around almost mindlessly. He sighed and took another bite of food. "I do, I try to go out as often as possible, but Ron and Hermione try to keep me in doors quite a bit. They think I'm wasting my time. It's bad enough that I can't really participate in Quidditch practice, but they don't even want me flying with my wings." He looked down at his plate and kept a studious look trained onto a carrot that happened to be on his plate. He speared it with his fork and ate it.
"Well Mr. Weasley and Miss Granger will have to learn that with you now pregnant you need the embrace of the wind to soothe you or even to lay down in the grass, you need the things that are natural with you, but the skies above will help you best," he said, jabbing his fork towards the direction of where Gryffindor tower lay. "When you have flown since we bonded, how did you feel?" he asked a curious, but knowing look on his face.
"Free," Harry simply said. "As if it was where I was supposed to be." He continued to eat some more. His food was disappearing somewhat fast, but he seemed pretty good at downing his food anyways. He stopped for a moment and looked right at Severus. "It was natural, more natural than a broom ever felt. And truth be told, I've always been happiest in the air." He had a slight blush on his cheeks from admitting this little piece of information. He never thought he would tell anybody how flying made him feel.
Severus gave Harry a true smile and said gently, "The first day you took to a broom I was out on the field collecting some ingredients. You were a natural flier; you seemed to belong in the air not down here on solid ground. Every time I saw you flying it seemed as though you would never come down. Did you know you have this little smile you always wear when you fly? When you flew after our bonding you looked as though the wind was keeping you away from me, you barely moved your wings as though they weren't needed to fly that day. I think the air was congratulating you on your child as well as Fawkes when he joined you." His eyes became distant, remembering that wonderful day.
Harry saw the look in Severus' eyes and it drew a soft smile to his face. He liked seeing that look on Severus' face. Truthfully, he had been feeling really at one with the wind that day. He had been since, and it had been great flying with Fawkes. The phoenix had comes to fly with him the only other time he was able to fly that week. He gave himself a mischievous smile. He knew that with what Severus was saying, he could now tell Hermione that he was under orders from a teacher to go out flying at least once a day. He suddenly thought of something interesting. "I just thought of something, I do end up with a lot of schoolwork this year, and what am I going to do about all of that? If it takes up so much of my time, won't flying be harder?" That brought a little bit of a sorrow filled look to his eyes, making them dim ever so slightly.
Severus watched the light in Harry's usually bright eyes dim slightly. "Do not fret Harry. I know the workload will be hard, and unfortunately I cannot help you. But the teachers will make a concession for you to be able to fly for a while each day, though you should always try your best to get the work in on time. They will make allowances; I shall make sure of that Harry. You need the freedom and the caress of the air to calm your very being and to help the Fae part of our child grow just as strong as the Vampire part," he reassured his lover, taking a hand within his and giving a gently squeeze.
Harry looked at Severus and gave him a smile. "Thank you." He finished the last of his food and pushed his plate away. He then sighed happily now that he was full, with one of his bonded and in a nice little place of happiness. He looked at Severus. "Since today is Saturday and I already finished my weekend homework, thanks to Hermione's pushing, can I stay down here tonight? I highly doubt anybody will notice if I go missing." He gave Severus the cute eyes that would make almost anybody do anything.
Severus rolled his eyes at Harry's use of his cute eyes. "It would be nice to spend a night with you. We have not done so since we mated." He smiled happily at the thought. Harry smiled, a faraway look on his face, remembering that night. "Yes stay here tonight." He softly kissed the soft, supple lips of his young lover. They settled back onto the couch and Severus summoned a book he was currently reading. He opened it up and started to read aloud, knowing that Harry would like to listen to him read.
A/N: Sorry this took longer than we planned it to, Duo-chan's computer had a malfunction and caused us to take longer than we wished it to post, hope you enjoyed this chapter. If you see any mistake we apologies as editing has given poor Tiger (a.k.a Black Kitten) a headache, so please say something in your review so we can edit it and remove the mistake.