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: 3 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.
A/N: Well Tiger decided to be nice and we are posting this a little early. I was all for making you all wait lol. So Merry Christmas to you all, I hope it will be nice for you all. I'll say Happy New Year in the next chapter we post lol.
Chapter 3
Draco stood outside of transfiguration, waiting to be allowed into the classroom. He stood with his head down; his eyes looked through slightly messy bangs. He looked at the slight glow that surrounded Harry; it was his Veela side that could see the iridescent glow that surrounded the Fae wizard because of the bond he shared with him. The Veela part of him was awake, and he could not push it aside any longer, not since Harry and Severus had mated. He sighed to himself. He could feel the pull of the bond more when he was in the presence of one of them. It pulled him even now, making him want to go over to the Fae and kiss him and mate with him. It took control for him to resist it.
Harry noticed Draco's loss of control, but he could only hope that Draco would soon give in and do what he needed. Right then the door to their classroom opened and McGonagall motioned everyone into the room. She looked at what few students she had in her NEWT's class, but that was something she had grown use to, not everyone was meant to do well in Transfiguration. The students entered the classroom and she took notice of the seating arrangement. Harry was still sitting next to Hermione, who had easily gotten into the class, Ron was there too, but she figured he only scraped by. She then looked at Draco and saw him. She was ever so slightly concerned about the poor Slytherin's state. She thought that she might have to bring it up with Severus. "Alright today we're going to be doing something called partner transfiguration, meaning that I'll be pairing you all up into groups. I don't want to hear any arguing, you'll go to your assigned partner, no if ands or buts about it."
Harry sat down next to Hermione who started to prattle on about partner transfiguration and how it was supposed to be difficult to do, and how it should be a good challenge for them all. Harry rolled his eyes and stopped paying attention to the young witch. He looked over at Draco, he saw an exhausted young man. He knew the pull of his and Severus' bond would be stronger when they were nearer to the young Veela. "Right Mr. Potter and Mr. Malfoy you will be one pair," came McGonagall's stern, no nonsense voice. Harry watched as Draco's eyes filled with panic, Draco still wanted to resist the special bond the three of them had together. He wished Draco would accept the bond; Harry needed his two mates during this time.
Harry stood up and walked over to where Draco sat all alone. Hermione sent him a sympathizing look, but Harry just ignored it. When McGonagall finished pairing everyone up, she told them that as part of this transfiguration, they were going to be turning their tables into a double item. She was letting them choose. The problem with this kind of transfiguration was that the two couldn't fight each other and had to be willing to work together. Harry just pulled out his wand and looked at Draco again. Draco had his own wand out, but his teeth were gritted. "It might be easier if you don't fight," Harry stated.
Draco nodded slightly in answer, not trusting his voice and words to say something he didn't want to. He had to fight the bond and his Veela half, if he didn't it would be acknowledging that he was not a true pureblood and that, to him, would bring shame onto his family. Harry sat down next to him and Draco felt the hum of the bond even stronger now. He closed his eyes, fighting it with all his willpower. He looked down at his hands as he gripped his wand tightly. They were quivering ever so slightly; his own magic was telling him to accept the bond.
Harry noticed everyone else working on what McGonagall was telling them and he placed his hand over Draco's in a symbol of comfort. "I hate to say this, but it will kill you if you don't accept it. There are many people at this school who have non-human blood in their veins. You're not the only one." Draco's hand was shaking from underneath Harry's, his wand visibly waving, almost as if it was trying to escape from his hand and drop to the floor. His grip on it was incredibly tight, and it wasn't going anywhere if Draco had anything to say about that.
Draco accepted the touch and when he did the trembling within his hands calmed down slightly. "I know, but it would shame the Malfoy name for people to know that we have non-human blood. My father always told me that I was not to let that part of me out or control me," he whispered; he unconsciously let his wand fall onto the desk and turned his hand around, taking Harry's within his. Draco looked down at his hand, his eyes opened wide at the sight of their entwined hands. "I can't, I'm sorry," he whispered so softly that Harry almost didn't hear the hushed words. Draco got up and ran out of the room, leaving behind his bag, book and his wand.
Harry collected Draco's things. McGonagall came over and began to talk to Harry about what just happened, as it was unusual for Draco to run off. Draco was running down the halls and wasn't paying attention. There was a problem with this; Severus was making a little round that he did during his class break. As he had no classes then, he was walking around the halls. Draco was in such a mad running frenzy that he ran straight into Severus. He almost fell over, but luckily, Severus caught him by the arm and pulled him up right. "Mr. Malfoy, calm down. What are you doing outside of class?" Draco looked at Severus, his eyes widening at the fact that he was as close as he was to his other mate.
Draco started to struggle as Severus held him tight. "Please let me go, I can't do this, please." His voice becoming desperate even though his body and magic called to Severus; Draco was a dominant like Severus, but he was the weaker one. "I cannot bring shame to my family, my father will not let me do this, and if he finds out that I bonded with you he will kill me. I can't acknowledge my Veela side as it means I am not a true pureblood. So please don't… just let me go," he pleaded once again for Severus to release his hold.
"Mr. Malfoy, calm down," Severus said. Draco looked at him; fear in his eyes from what Lucius could do to him. He was afraid that something would happen and that he would end up in some sort of trouble. "Your father can't do anything to you once you're mated. He wouldn't even be able to know that you are. Being bound to your mates means that you're safe and he wouldn't be able to sense if you're bound or not, but you would be happier." He was holding Draco's arm tightly, making sure that he didn't move at all. Draco calmed ever so slightly at Severus' sincere words, but he was still nervous and the fear was still in his eyes.
Draco breathed in deep to try and get his emotions under control, he was a Malfoy and they should never show their feelings to anyone. They were all over the place as he felt his two mates, even though they were not bonded together yet. "What about when he does find out? He will try and take me away, I am still under eighteen for another eight months, he will try his best to get me and you know he will Severus. I am under his control until I turn eighteen," he said, wondering how they would keep his father from getting to him.
Severus shook his head. He looked around and pulled Draco into a classroom. He wasn't going to risk any students walking to use the toilet and seeing him. He closed the door and let Draco go. "Look, your father can't do anything to you if he doesn't find out. He wouldn't be able to find out. It's how it goes, unless you told someone and they spilled the secret to your father. The only thing you're doing to yourself right now is compromising your own health and now that Harry is pregnant, he needs both of us." He just looked into Draco's silver eyes. Draco's eyes looked at him in total confusion; he had yet to completely hide his emotions away. Being near Severus was causing the major problems with that little plan.
Draco smiled to himself slightly he could feel the joyfulness of the bond. "So I was right he is with child?" His smile became brighter as Severus nodded in answer. "I didn't know that he would need both of us, my health means nothing to me, as I know I will die if I don't bond with you both. My father did not want that shame on his family. If Harry needs us both now that he is pregnant, I will do what I have to, but we cannot tell anyone about me being involved, if word got back to him my life would end." His voice was strong with conviction as he gave into the pull of the bond. He had to do this to keep Harry healthy for the child.
Severus nodded. "Yes, he is with child. Being with me helps, but it will only help with all of us together. And your father won't find out Draco," he assured. He then walked over to Draco and made the boy look at him. "You do care for Harry, don't you?" He looked deeply into those silver orbs, trying to find the truth that they held.
Draco's eyes took on a sad quality as he answered Severus question. "Yes I do care about him. I always did, when I first realize he was my mate I wanted to go through with the bonding, same when I found out about you being my mate as well. My father and his views have always stopped me from doing a lot of things I normal would have. I would have completed the bond sometime ago, but he found out somehow, about me having mates. He almost tricked me into swearing an oath not to bond with you and Harry. I was able to avoid it thankfully."
Severus pulled Draco into his arms and kissed the top of the boy's head. "Once you're done here, you'll be able to escape him and make everything alright. Draco, Harry and I will always be here for you." He kept holding Draco. He pulled back ever so slightly; his own eyes were quite expressive, their bottomless, inky pools were showing genuine concern for Draco, as well as the love he held for one of his mates, for both actually. He slowly let his arms loosen around Draco, so not to make him uncomfortable.
Draco gave Severus a genuine smile for the first time in a long time. "Thank you Severus, I'll have to thank Harry too when I see him, I know he will be there for me. He is that type or person." Draco spared a thought to Harry who was still in transfiguration. "Oh no!" Draco exclaimed. "I can't believe I did that!"
"Did what?" Severus asked. He raised one of his thin eyebrows, being a vampire the look made him all the sexier. In fact, if it wasn't for the fact that the two were in a classroom, he would have been irresistible to look at. He was slightly curious as to what caused Draco to make such an exclamation; it wasn't often that the young Malfoy would do such a thing. He dropped his arms completely and took a step back to get a better look at Draco; it would have been easier from a distance.
Draco started to pace around the classroom. "My wand, transfiguration. I don't believe I did that." He stopped his pacing and looked at Severus, he was standing, leaning against a desk, his arms crossed over his chest and an eyebrow raised in question. Draco swallowed nervously, Severus Snape looks sexy was the thought that rushed through his mind. "I ran out of transfiguration when I was partnered with Harry, it was too much for me, I feel better now, a lot calmer than I was. But I left my bag and wand in the classroom. I'll have to go and get them all. I don't think I can face going back into the classroom after my departure," he explained, seeing the questioning look and thought it would be best to answer, even though a part of him wanted to jump the man right there.
Severus nodded. "Well, class shall be ending soon. I'm quite certain Harry would have picked up your things." He stood up straight and looked at Draco. "We can head back that way." He went over to the door to open it. He just gave Draco a questioning look, making sure that's what the young Veela would want to do. He wasn't going to force his mate to do anything he didn't want to do. That was one of the things when it came to the three of them, even though it was two dominants and a submissive, the vampire part of Severus made it easier for all of them to allow the submissive free thought, so that he could be a proper unit in their group. He had his hand on the doorknob, waiting to see what Draco would say before just opening the door.
Draco stood, watching Severus go to the door and open it, with a questioning look on his face once again. 'He won't force me to do anything I truly don't want to do,' Draco thought to himself as he just smiled at his soon to be complete bond mate.
"Yes that would be a good idea. I don't like the feeling I have without my wand. You're right that Harry would pick my things up and put them away safely. That's the type of person he is, kind and considerate," he said as he then walked out of the door followed by Severus who quietly shut the door after he walked through.
Severus led Draco towards the Transfiguration classroom, right when the bell rang. The students filed out of the classroom and Harry came out, talking to Hermione and Ron. He smiled at them and saw both Draco and Severus out of the corner of his eye. Ever since his inheritance came in, he didn't need his glasses. "Excuse me; I need to give Malfoy his stuff back." For pretenses he kept calling them by what people had grown use to. Ron and Hermione gave Harry a worried look, but he assured them that he would be fine and walked over to Severus and Draco. He held Draco's stuff out for him. "You left these in the class after your rather abrupt departure from the classroom." He just had them in his hands. Draco's bag was in one hand and Draco's wand in the other. He didn't seem to be acting too hostile, but everyone knew that Harry would return something, no matter who owned it.
Draco took his wand first and tucked it away in his robes. He then took his bag and slung it over his shoulder in a graceful manner. "Thank you, I appreciate you retrieving my things and returning them," he said stiffly, but only for show. His eyes spoke volumes to Harry, they told the Fae wizard that he accepted the bond and they would be a complete mated triad soon. His lips curled up slightly in a small and unnoticeable smile. He nodded his head at Harry then looked up to Severus.
Harry's eyes widened at the look he could see from Draco. Yet, keeping up appearances, he nodded. "You're welcome Malfoy." He then turned around, after shooting a look that said 'tell me when', and rejoined his friends as they made their way towards the Gryffindor tower. Transfiguration was Harry's last class for that day and he was going to try and get a start on his homework, so that way he could possibly get outside after dinner to do some flying. He was laughing a bit as he talked to Ron and Hermione. Severus shook his head at this scene and led Draco off towards the Slytherin end of the school.
Harry walked alongside Ron, as he once again said something about what the twins had done. He laughed along with Hermione, who was trying not to. "I'm going to get started on my homework early. I want to go for a fly with my wings," he said to them as they walked to Gryffindor tower. He looked over to Ron and smiled sadly. "I sorry, but I'm going to quit playing Quidditch. I'm not playing anymore games." He looked over at the pair, hoping they would be alright with his choices.
Hermione looked at Harry with a disapproving look. "You should have quit a long time ago Harry, it was distracting you from your studies, but those wings of yours are still doing so. You shouldn't be out flying when we have to study for our N.E.W.T.s this year." She was holding onto her notebook, the one in which she took notes. She was definitely not pleased with Harry's announcement of what he was planning to do. She seemed to think that his studies were more important, and while they did hold importance, they didn't know of his condition and Harry wasn't sure if he could tell them anything about it.
"Look Hermione, I am a Fae, we need the wind like we need air to breathe. Its part of who the Fae are. I need to fly at least once a day, and I can't because each time I try to go out for a bit, you stop me. Ron doesn't mind, but you do. What is it about having wings and needing to feel the air around me that is so wrong? My mom was the same, she needed the skies like I do," Harry argued with her, she had a problem with Harry being a Fae. She had since the first time he told them both; Ron accepted that part of him easily and thought it was cool, but not Hermione.
Hermione shook her head. "I don't have a problem with you being a Fae Harry, I find it fascinating, and I just think you're slacking off from your schoolwork." She then walked ahead of the two of them. Ron shook his head and gave Harry an 'I'm sorry for her behaviour' look. He didn't like how Hermione had been trying to ground Harry. He wasn't too happy that Harry was quitting the Quidditch team, but he knew that it was obviously for a good reason if he was doing such a thing. So he wasn't going to get on Harry's case about the subject, no matter how upset it made him.
"Ron, thank you. You have really been there for me since I found out about being a Fae, and how my mother was adopted by the Evans. You let me talk and prattle on about anything and you never said a bad word. And I know you are upset about me not playing Quidditch anymore. I have a reason, a good one. When I am ready to tell you I will. But when I do you must not tell anyone about, not even Hermione," Harry said to his first and best friend as they slowly walked towards the tower.
Ron chuckled. "Not a problem mate. Your secrets will be safe with me. I know that if you have a good reason for not saying, then that's fine." He then smiled at Harry again, giving his friend a quasi hug before they reached the tower. He was being supportive.
Harry stood outside the portrait, watching Ron go through. He could already hear Hermione going on about him being stupid for thinking she was trying to keep him on the ground and that all she wanted was for Harry to get good grades for his N.E.W.T's. Harry sighed deeply, he hated it when Hermione got into one of her moods. He stepped through the portrait just in time for Ron to start talking to her. He stood quietly watching them.
Hermione looked at Harry. "There you are Harry; you need to get started on your schoolwork." Harry just watched her for a moment, shook his head and walked out of the common room. He wasn't in any mood to deal with that. He wanted to be somewhere quiet and away from her nagging to do any sort of work. She was also stressing him out because of all the nagging. Spending time doing his homework with friends was supposed to be fun, but she took all that joy out of it. He quietly contemplated going to Severus' rooms and asking if he could work there, he knew he probably could, seeing as how Severus knew how Hermione acted.
Severus walked back to his private rooms within the dungeons. He went over to his drinks cabinet and poured himself a small shot of scotch. He sat down on his couch and smiled as he thought of what had just happened. Draco had agreed to become part of their bond. He had been very worried about Draco's refusal to be with them. He had watched the young Veela struggle with the pull. He saw a healthy Draco become a tired and almost listless as the days went by with him fighting his very heart. He was glad it was all over now, well, nearly all over. They still had to complete the bond.
Harry made his way down to Severus' rooms and knocked on the door. His eyes were turned into a saddened form. As a Fae, Harry felt emotions more intensely than a normal human. The fact that Hermione was pretty much ruining the time he felt that he could spend with his friends upset him quite a bit, and he wanted to just close the doors around him and never return. He looked down at the ground and was staring at his shoes as he tried not to focus on Hermione's behaviour. He knew that while she apparently found him fascinating, she must be disgusted with the fact that he wasn't completely human. It scared him to think that she may not want to be his friend if she found out he was pregnant.
He would only tell Ron of the pregnancy and not Hermione, he knew he could trust Ron. He remembered when Ron used to be jealous of Harry's fame, but now he understood, and he became a true friend for the pregnant Fae. A tear fell from his eyes as he thought more about Hermione and her reluctance in accepting his Fae heritage. The door to Severus' quarters opened and Severus looked down as Harry looked up. Harry quickly flung himself into Severus' arms.
Severus caught Harry and wrapped his arms around him. He walked backwards, bringing Harry into his rooms. He could tell that the two needed to talk, but he didn't want to talk where people could possibly see. He waved his hand ever so slightly and rubbed Harry's back. "Harry…Come on, what happened? Why are you so upset?" He was concerned for the young Fae; it was rare for Harry to ever let that much emotion show through, and it caused something to go off in Severus' head, he knew that something was off with his little Fae.
"Hermione, I don't think she will accept my Fae heritage. She thinks that my flying is a waste of time and that I should be studying instead of being in the air. Ron understands, though he is a little upset about me quitting Quidditch, but he won't fuss about it. He said that it's okay and that whatever I tell him it will be safe with him and realizes that I need time to fly. He is a true friend, and I'm glad I met him," Harry said tearfully as he sniffed.
Severus raised a hand and ran it through Harry's long hair. He was doing his best to soothe the little Fae. "That's good for you. You need a true friend. Come on, why don't you go sit down. Take a slight rest before you start your schoolwork, you need to relax." He then led Harry over to the couch and made him sit down. He sat next to Harry and kissed his forehead, brushing the bangs off of his face. He smiled at Harry. He was quite glad that the boy could come to him for anything; he wanted that trust between them. Harry just laid the side of his face against Severus' chest and just listened to the heartbeat that Severus had right at that moment.
A/N: Alright, fair warning here, we will be calling on old fashioned Medieval fears in this fic, so it will not be a story for Hermione supporters, that's how it is. And before anybody asks, Ron is mature, but it will become quite apparent why he's so mature. Either way, Duo-Chan and I want you to enjoy and hope you like it. Oh and MERRY CHRISTMAS!