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: 6/39

Pairings: Will become obvious later.

Archives: Will be posted on adultfanfiction under the name of Black Kitten as uncut version. Hpfandom under the name Duochanfan.

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: Hey all, as some of you may have heard I have hit a slump when it comes to writing my fics and am taking a little break from writing. I will not be abandoning my fics, I will be continuing them, but my health and my depression must be cleared as best as possible, my health will continue to affect me, but after a while it sets of this depression and I end up not being able to do much because of it.

This fic is finished so no worries there. Tiger's ass is still being kicked with another 33 chapters of editing to do for this one. Poor bab. Well I hope you all enjoy this chapter. Don't forget to review.

Oh and if Bizzle007 ever gets this far (though I seriously doubt it) THIS FIC IS SLASH DON'T LIKE DON'T READ, and keep the page long essay about the wrongness of Mpreg to yourself. I took A-Level Biology and passed, I know it cannot happen naturally, though I would say it could work with a little medical and scientific intervention. Don't you guys? (Looks to those who like this fic)

On with the fic! (Sorry for the rant)

Chapter 6

It was three days from Harry's last appointment with Madam Pomfrey and he had been busy with schoolwork. The work had begun to build up slowly; luckily Severus helped him when he asked. The poor Potter boy had been spending a lot of time in Severus' rooms on the basis that Hermione was getting harder to deal with. He had been happy about the fact that his child was healthy, but he still worried over the fact that the stress that got to him was still causing the stomach pain. He wanted it to go away, but it wouldn't really do so. Right at that moment he sat in the Gryffindor Common Room doing some Charms homework. The essay was boring him, but he knew the quicker he got it done, the more likely he would have free time to spend with his mates during the weekend.

An hour later he had put the finishing touches to the essay on Household Charms. He didn't think he could sit down and do any more homework. He needed to go outside for a while. He could feel the wind, and a few of the older trees outside calling to him, whispering for him to go to them. He closed his eyes, listening to aged and wise voices. He enhanced his senses to feel how Draco and Severus were. They were fine, he could feel a little frustration coming from Draco, and he chuckled to himself lightly. 'Draco must be doing homework.' Severus was bored. 'I wonder if he is doing some potions for Pomfrey again.' He slowly put away his homework, glad that he had finally finished it all. Alright, so he only had a small questionnaire to do for DADA, but he had still done two essays so far that day.

Hermione looked up from her own schoolwork and saw Harry putting everything away. "There's no way you're done studying." She had her own book open. She had finished her essays before everyone else, but she also was rereading the Transfiguration book once again. Harry and Ron figured that she had read it several times by now. Harry looked at her and pulled his bag to him. He had finished for the moment and he needed to go outside. He stood up. "No…You're not going anywhere Harry," Hermione stated. "You still have studying left to do. You can't blow work off at this time of the year." Her brown eyes had narrowed and were darker.

Harry sighed dejectedly. "Hermione I am a FAE, I need to FLY," he told her. "I am sure as soon as you heard about me being a Fae you read as many books as possible about them. I bet they said that a Fae needs to be in the air as much as they need to breathe. Well guess what Hermione it's TRUE. I need to fly at least once a day, and so far I've not been able to because of you. I need to get up in the air. I can feel the winds call me. Fae are very close to nature. So I am finished with my homework for today," he said, still packing things away into his bag.

Hermione glared. "I read that, but I think you're letting it be an excuse to slack off in your schoolwork." She wasn't too accepting of this little fact. Harry even knew that Hermione had done such a thing. The fact that she had gone to the Black library and looked them all up was also a fact that she had looked into. Harry growled deep within his throat. He couldn't take her attitude and he was beginning to get upset. He knew that he needed to avoid being upset. This was taken with the fact that he also had to avoid hurting his child. He could easily tell that Hermione was causing stress that he didn't need, not that it stopped Hermione in any sense from upsetting him anyways. This could have something to do with the fact that she had no idea, and his growing bump was hidden under large robes.

"I am not using it to get out of doing homework Hermione, I only have that DADA questionnaire left to do, but I need to go out and fly before I lose my bloody mind!" he yelled at her as he jumped up from his chair next to the roaring fire. He had finally had enough of her attitude towards him. He brought his hands up to rub his eyes and face and said remorsefully, "I'm sorry Hermione, I need to go for a flight, I am getting stressed because I am not going out as much as I should." He knew that telling her that much would not clue her into the pregnancy as any Fae that was not flying as much would become stressed, though not as much as Harry was.

Hermione gave Harry a look. "Fine, waste your time. See if I care." She then stood up and stormed up to the girl's dorm, right when Ron came downstairs from the boy's dorm. As always, he usually did his homework at the last minute, unless it was something quick. Right then he had managed to do some work, but he had run up and hid in the dorm to do it. He didn't want to be around when Hermione blew up. He saw Harry rubbing his eyes and walked over to him. He could tell that the young Fae had blown up at Hermione. He wanted to talk to Harry, as he knew there was something up and he wanted to know what it was.

"Harry," Ron said as he walked closer to the young Fae. "You finally told her to leave you be with the flying," he said sadly, knowing that Harry and Hermione's friendship may never be what it once was. "Harry, will you tell me what is going on? I know you are stressed about not flying, but it's more than what it should be just for that," he stated as he went over to his friend and placed a friendly hand on his shoulder in comfort and support. Ron knew that if Harry wanted to tell him he would.

Harry looked at him and then looked around. "I can tell you, but not here. I need to fly, why don't we go to the pitch?" Harry looked desperate to talk to someone. Ron nodded and walked off, heading up the stairs to get his broom. A few moments later he came back down and walked towards the pitch with Harry. He smiled at Harry as they made their way through the Hogwarts halls. The halls were empty, except for the random people heading towards the library. The two walked in silence, neither saying a single word. They walked out of the school and went straight to the Quidditch pitch. The sun was shining above them, though it was a little chilly. Ron pulled his cloak closer as he smiles at the two of them reached the field.

"Do you want to go flying first before you tell me what's going on, I don't mind waiting a little while and I can see you truly want to go up to the skies," Ron said, smiling as Harry's emerald eyes shone as he let loose his wings. Ron had notice the change in the wings, but did not know why they had another color on them now. He could see Harry's wings fluttering as though they were eager to take to the air.

"Thanks a lot Ron; this means a lot to me." Taking a deep breath of the clean air, he let his wings take him into the sky. Ron smiled, mounting his broom, and took off after Harry. Like whenever Harry went flying, Fawkes came and joined them. Harry and Fawkes flew around each other. Harry gave a melodious laugh that filled the skies as he did so. Ron watched his best friend enjoy himself in the air. He had always noticed that Harry had belonged to the air, but ever since he came into his Fae inheritance, it had become an even stronger belonging. Harry flew up to Ron and hovered next to him for a moment and stuck his tongue out. "You look odd on that broom," he was teasing.

Ron laughed and replied teasingly, "Well guess what Harry my friend, you look like a girl when you fly like one of those fairy tale fairies." As he took off on his broom, he shouted behind him, "Come and catch me Harry. Let's see how fast you can truly fly!" They both laughed as Harry gave chase. Harry soon caught up to his friend and tagged him, turning sharply he flew from the red head. Fawkes, seeing what was going on, joined in on the game of tag. Ron caught Harry, who then tagged Fawkes.

The three flew for quite some time, laughing and playing tag. After a bit Harry went to the stands and landed, pulling his wings back. They disappeared into his body and he sat down on one of the benches. Ron landed next to him, sitting down as well. He looked at Harry and saw that the boy looked more relieved then he had in a while. This made Ron happier. He was angry that Hermione was trying to tie their friend down, but he noticed that Harry felt even happier when time worked in his favor. After several moments of the two sitting in silence, Ron finally spoke up. "Harry, what is it that you wanted to tell me?" His broom lay at his feet, unnoticed as he waited for Harry's reply. Harry just sat there for several moments, trying to figure out how he wanted to phrase his words.

"All Fae are submissive to their mate, their destined mate," Harry started to explain after a few minutes. "I am unusual in that I have two dominant mates. I have bonded with them both now. Though they both tried to resist the bond at first, well one gave in first and I am pregnant with his child at this moment. I bonded with the other four days ago. Because I am pregnant I need to fly or be with nature, a lot more than I normally do. Otherwise as you said I get stressed," he finished, not giving any names out, not knowing how Ron would react to them, though if he was honest he knew that Ron would not question him too much on it, although it would bother him a bit.

Ron looked at Harry for a moment, letting the information sink in. It wasn't easy for that sort of information to take hold, but he knew it would eventually. When it sunk in enough, he smiled. "That's great to hear mate. I mean, it's a little freaky to find out your best friend is pregnant, but that's still great. Hope you and your…Uhm…Mates do well and that you all raise your child." Harry looked at Ron and gave him a smile. He was glad to know that his best friend was willing to support him. Ron was a truthful person, and that's what he had done, he had told them the truth. "It explains a lot too."

Harry looked to the skies, watching as Fawkes flew towards the headmaster's window. "Thank you Ron, since I found out about being a Fae, you have been there for me, no matter what. Knowing that you are here for me now makes me feel truly blessed," he said softly, he then looked over to his friend with a raised eyebrow and asked, "What does it explain? My wanting to fly a lot?" He was curious as to what Ron was on about.

Ron chuckled. "Well, I was going towards your random disappearances during the weekend and even the school week, but it does explain that too." He gave Harry a smile and held his hands up. "I didn't mean anything by it." He then stood up and stretched his arms over his head. Ron was as tall as Severus was, but he wasn't as lanky as the older man. He looked down at Harry and chuckled some more. "Besides, I never meant anything by it." He then picked his broom up and slung it over his shoulder.

"Oh," he said as he blushed. "I didn't know if you noticed that," he said in reference to his disappearances to Severus' private quarters. He got up and the two walked back towards the school. "I'm surprised you haven't asked who my bonded are. I thought as soon as you found out that would be the first question you would ask me." He laughed slightly.

Ron shook his head. "I know you'll tell me when you're ready or when you can. I trust you Harry." He just walked along side Harry, smiling at him kindly. The ground had begun to frost over, thanks to the cold month of October, but nothing more happened. He shifted his broom handle. "So, what do you hope you have?" He was curious about Harry's preference in children. Though he could guarantee that whatever Harry had, the boy would love it, he had always wanted his own family.

Harry stopped walking and looked thoughtfully at Ron. "You know what, I have never thought about it before. I think my bonded would like a son to carry on the family name, and I think a boy would be nice. But I would like a girl just as much. You know what Ron, I don't care, as long as they are healthy and have all their fingers and toes." He giggled thinking about how cute his and Severus child would be when he or she was born.

Ron chuckled. "I was told all pregnant people think that way." He also stopped walking and turned towards Harry. He then walked back and slung his arm around Harry's shoulders in a friendly manner. "You're a special person Harry, and as long as you're happy with the people you're bonded to and with your family, then I'll be happy too." He then began to lead Harry back up to the school, not wishing the boy to freeze or anything.

Harry put his own arm around Ron's shoulders. "I am so glad that I met your family." They walked up to Gryffindor tower, talking about all kinds of things. Ron had just told him of a joke the twins had played on their mother, Mrs. Weasley, turning her hair and face a blue color. "They are going to do something one day that will get them in a lot of trouble with someone they cannot deal with," he said, laughing lightly, his voice sounding like music to Ron. They were soon at the entrance to Gryffindor tower.

Harry smiled at Ron when they reached it, though he did frown a tiny bit. Suddenly someone taller than Harry appeared behind them. "Mr. Potter, you were supposed to meet me for detention an hour ago." Both Harry and Ron spun around and saw Severus Snape standing behind them. Harry looked up at Severus and blinked at him cutely. Severus shook his head. He didn't want to fall into those eyes with Ron around. He couldn't believe just how irresistible Harry could be. There had to have been some natural law that Harry was breaking, at least that's what Severus would have thought if he wasn't trying to fight them.

Ron looked between the two of them closely. Snape looked the same, but there was something different about his eyes. Quickly rubbing his face and hiding his eyes, he tried to hide his surprise at what he saw in the dark eyes of the Potions Master. He saw love and desire; nothing could truly hide those things, especially when eyes hold the truth about a person's feeling. He looked over to Harry and saw love and devotion within them. 'Well I know who one of his bonded are, I hope they are treating him well,' he thought to himself as he waited for Harry to answer the Professor.

Harry looked away finally, trying not to blush. "Sorry professor. I was out with Ron. I didn't mean to forget about the detention. I'll do that now. But can I at least get my bag?" Severus looked at him and nodded. Harry turned around and walked into the common room. He made his way up the stairs and grabbed his bag before returning to the corridor. He still looked down at the ground. Ron looked at him. He knew that Harry was trying to hide, and he would let him do so for that moment. Severus then put his hand on Harry's shoulder and began to lead him off. Harry waved to Ron. "Bye."

"I told Ron about being pregnant, he understands and said he will be there for me. He and I are really good friends," Harry said as they walked down the empty corridor. "I haven't told Hermione, and I don't think I will until I truly start to show, then again I just may let her guess what is wrong with me. Ron is a real help with her around. We played tag with Fawkes earlier; it was a lot of fun. Maybe you and Draco could join us when I tell him about you both. I didn't tell him you were my bonded; I don't think I am ready to tell him that part about my personal life. Though he may guess before too long, he may appear to be unobservant but he isn't. He notices a lot," Harry rambled on as they entered the dungeon maze.

Severus put a finger over Harry's lips and shook his head. He led the boy to his rooms and opened the door. Harry nodded and walked in. He knew he had been rambling and was glad that Severus made him quiet down. Harry pulled a bag of peppermints out of his pocket and began to eat them. He had recently become addicted to the little candies, not that he understood why. Severus closed the door. "Draco will be here in a little bit. Now Harry, how are you doing? You seem a little bit more hyper than I've seen you lately." It was true; Harry looked to be almost bouncing off the walls. This was a little unusual for the boy. He was generally a lot more reserved.

Harry chewed his sweet and swallowed it. He moved around the room and twirled happily. "I'm just happy, I went flying today with Ron and Fawkes, we played tag, it was a lot of fun. I would like to do it again soon. I told Hermione off for keeping me grounded, she wasn't happy about that, but I sure felt better about it." He laughed as he turned to face Severus. "And I can't wait until Draco gets here because I could do with a nice big cuddle from you both," he said, beginning to ramble and repeat himself once again.

Severus shook his head. "You're hyper." He walked over and pushed Harry onto the couch, kissing the boy's forehead. "Now calm down Faeling." That was Severus' new nickname for Harry. He ruffled Harry's long hair. Harry giggled and grabbed Severus' sleeve and pulled him down to the couch. Severus shook his head and sat correctly. He didn't exactly enjoy being pulled down. Harry then snuggled into him, smiling sweetly. "Oh no, not that smile." Harry even added a batting of his eyelashes to completely have Severus at his mercy. Severus shook his head and wrapped his arms around Harry's waist. He noticed that once again Harry's bump had gotten a bit bigger. "You sure are demanding."

Harry's smile widened. "I have to be to live with two sneaky Slytherins," he joked as he leaned up and kissed Severus on the lips gently. "If I didn't learn how to act like a Slytherin, I would never have survived this long," he said a somber note in his voice. "But I don't care, I have you and Draco and you can't do a thing." He laughed as Severus leaned down and captured Harry's lips in a crushing kiss, leaving them slightly swollen. "Love you Sev," he said softly his voice barely above a whisper.

"Love you too Harry," Severus replied. He then heard a knock on the door. He kissed Harry's forehead and pulled back. He walked to the door and found Draco standing on the other side. Severus motioned Draco into the room. Draco walked in and was automatically pounced by Harry, who had leapt from the back of the couch all the way to the door. Draco fell onto the floor with Harry on top of him. He was a little dazed and blinked. Severus chuckled and closed the door. "You seem to be Harry's pouncing target." Harry looked at Draco and Severus cutely; causing both dominates to groan at how easily they could be wrapped around Harry's finger.

"So it would seem Severus," Draco said as he tried to move underneath Harry. "Erm Harry, we can cuddle better on the couch," he said softly as he tried to get Harry to move from on top of him. Harry smiled cutely and shook his head and just leaned down and kissed the younger Slytherin. Draco kissed back. "What about Severus, I think he may like to join in the kissing game." He laughed as he saw he small pout appear on the older man's face.

Harry smiled and got off of Draco and bounced back to the couch. Severus held out his hand, offering Draco a hand up. Draco smiled and took it. He helped Draco into a standing position and walked with him back to the couch. Harry grabbed them both and pulled them down on either side of him. He snuggled close to the both of them. Severus shook his head. "Like I said, you're a demanding Faeling." Harry smiled at him; it made him look like a little kid to use the smile he gave his two mates.

"Ah, but the thing is though Severus would you have me any other way, would you like me to be morbid, arrogant or the way I am now?" he asked, wondering if Severus would ever want Harry to change the way he is. He looked over at Draco and smiled at him, wondering if he would change anything about Harry.

Severus shook his head. "No Harry, I would never want you to change." He then kissed Harry again. "Besides, you're perfect the way you are." Harry smiled and snuggled even more. He then stretched. Severus looked at Draco. "Just so you know Draco, Harry told Ron he's pregnant." Harry snuggled even more into Severus there. He hoped that Draco didn't react badly about it. He didn't like the idea of possibly upsetting his other mate. Severus wrapped his arms around Harry, he was being quite reassuring.

Draco smiled, knowing that Severus would not want Harry upset. "Don't worry Sev; I'm happy he told Ron. I hope he reacted well, did you tell him who you're mates are, or did you just tell him about being pregnant?" he asked curiously about how Harry's best friend responded to the news of Harry's pregnancy.

Harry looked at him. "I only told him about the pregnancy, though he is quite observant. There's a chance he'll figure out it is you two. But he'll let me wait until I'm ready to tell him. He even promised to not tell Hermione." Harry sighed. He was glad that Draco wasn't flipping out. That was the last thing he wanted. His stomach had actually settled down after the flight. Instead of the usual upset stomach he was beginning to grow use to, he was actually dealing with it quite well. This made Harry happier to have his stomach calm for once.

Severus smiled over at Harry. "Since you have flown a bit today I would say that your stomach may feel better. So I think we should have something to eat," he said to Harry. "I could do with something in my stomach, and I am sure Draco could do with something, as well," he said absently as he ordered them all some food from the kitchens.

A/N: I hope you have enjoyed this chapter and hope to get the next one up a little sooner. Bye for now. Don't forget to review lol. if you see any mistakes please tell us as Tiger does have a little trouble with them at times, especially when she is doing a lot of editing. Thanks!