From not so wholesome beginnings, Harry gets a new life.

He had met Stolas at a bar. Ron and Hermione where fighting again and he just had to get away from Grimmauld Place. He knew the risks and took precautions. He went to a bar that catered to the older gay crowd on the chance he would be picked up and whisked away for an evening of erotic passion before he had to go and face his destiny with Voldemort and the Death Eaters.

He met an older aristocratic looking man. A bit lanky but he was cute. Hairy in the right places for Harry's tastes from what he could see of his top open button down shirt and Sipping a bright pink cocktail. He sat down and introduced himself. The two talked until closing. And the cycle repeated itself for a month. Then Stolas had taken Harry's hand and suggested going somewhere else and took him far away by apparition. At first Harry brought his wand to Stolas' throat, thinking Stolas something called a Death Eater in disguise.

"I am in a disguise, but I'm not one of these, Death Eaters as you called them."

Harry held the older man's hand in his. "Show me." He said.

Stolas let his disguise drop. Showcasing his true demonic form. A tall, regal looking owl man.

Harry put a hand to Stolas' mask like face. "It looks like a mask, but it's soft like a face."

"Yes I've always been surprised by that." Stolas said with a blush as he took Harry's hand in his own and kissed it softly.

"And your beak is surprisingly flexible. Like a pair of lips." Harry said.

"Your not frightened that I'm actually a demon in disguise?" Stolas asked in surprise.

"Not at all, actually it's kind of hot." Harry admitted with a blush. "Can I kiss you?" Harry asked shyly.

"Please do." Stolas gazed down fondly at the younger man.

Harry leaned up to kiss the owl man. His beak was surprisingly nimble. Not uncomfortable to kiss at all. Then a long, thick and wet muscle traced his lips and he accepted the demons tongue into his mouth.

"Is there, somewhere we can go more private?" Harry asked.

Stolas pet Harry's face affectionately before using his magic to bring forth a portal. It was to a lavish bedroom in a mansion. He grabbed Harry's hand and led him through the portal.

Stolas was a 25 year old demon, Harry a freshly turned 17 mage in training. He was of age in the wizarding world and had no real wizarding guardians checking on his well being constantly.

Harry was undressing for the owl man who laid on his side stroking his fluffy chest. Harry climbed into the bed and started kissing the older male. The wizard felt something long, slippery and hot on his cheeks.

"Please." Harry begged. Wanting more of that amazing heat. Backing his rear against the older male.

"What is it you want my darling?" Stolas asked huskily. "Use your words."

"Please, Fuck me. Please Daddy." Harry pleaded. Reaching behind him as Stolas kissed and nibbled his neck.

"Since you asked so politely." Stolas purred over Harry's shoulder.

Stella walked in vacation apparel into find her husband in bed with, of all things, a mortal human male! And a young looking one at that. "What the Fuck is this?!" She shouted.

"Shh." Stolas waved a hand covered with Magic over Harry's ear and the boy could no longer hear them. "A dalliance my darling wife. "But what a minx he is." Stolas said as he petted Harry's messy dark hair. Pulling him close as the young man slept.

"What sort of dalliance?" Stella demanded with crossed arms.

"He needed an older man to tell him he was loved and wanted and I was willing to provide. You have been gone almost a year after all. He has Daddy issues, I'd say. If he wants to hear he's a good boy while sucking Daddy's cock then, who am I to deny him that fantasy?" Stolas cuddled the human boy closer.

"As long as it doesn't turn into something more." Stella said with a huff. "Remember we have a toddler." She left to go to her own private quarters for when her husband had his dalliances over.

Suddenly Harry was enveloped in a bright aura. His body lanked up, feathers grew and his face morphed to become mask like. His eyes lost their pupils and he grew an extra pair.

"Uh oh." Stolas said.

Harry yawned. "Huh? what's a matter?"

"Nothing luv. Back to sleep." Stolas said putting some magic into his words and forcing Harry to slumber. "Stella? Stella?!"

"What is it?!" Stella burst in. "If he's tried to hurt you or rob us I'll!" She stopped. "Oh my sweet Lucifer what have you done?!" She asked.

An owl boy was sleeping in Stolas' bed where moments ago a human lay. In his arms.

"I don't know! I have know idea what happened he just started changing and changed into this!" Stolas grabbed his head feathers and tore a few out in panic mode.

Stella grabbed the blanket off the boy and sure enough, a near replica of Stolas at 17 lay beneath her down to his tail feathers curling around his feathery thighs. She opened an eye to see the greenest emeralds she had ever seen watching back before letting go and stepping back.

"You slept with him. Stella said. "You didn't adopt him, you slept with him, Stolas he looks like he could be our son! Hell he doesn't even look 17 he looks 15! What in the nine rings is going on?!"

Stolas noticed that too. Great Lucifer he hoped he hadn't seduced an underaged boy. Despite being a Great Prince of Hell he was no pedophile.

Before their eyes, that fifteen year old teenager shrank. Evidence of their affair, Stolas' seed, vanished with him. His form getting smaller and smaller.

"Well I'll be goddamned." Stolas said as he picked up an infant owl boy now calmly yawning. He examined Harry. "Stella, he's perfect!" The Prince said proudly. "Look at those markings, their yours!"

Stella looked at the regressed infant and indeed he had some of her facial features. And some of her brothers ' features too in his hair. He looked as if he'd been born from her own loins.

"What in Lucifer's name just happened?!" Stella demanded. "I came home, you've had a dalliance and our marriage rules allow that. But how in the name of Hell does that turn into this?!"

"We can pull this off." Stolas marched while rocking the sleeping baby. "You've been gone for almost a year at the summer home, we can pretend that you discovered you where pregnant there."

"And what I layed his egg all by myself with no doctors and half our staff? No pictures?!" Stella waved at their bedroom which had pictures of baby Octavia and Octavia still in her egg before she hatched.

"Staff can be paid off." Stolas told her. "Pictures can be photoshopped to near perfection. This one will do great things Stella." The owl man said as he held Harry in his arms. "I just know he will!" He held out the baby who blinked up at Stella. He held out his arms. "oh look he wants you!" Stolas said eagerly.

Stella took the child and stared at him. Octavia had a sort of half peacock side to her looks but Harry here looked like he took more after Stolas' side of the family.

"We'll you certainly took something from Stolas." Stella said making Stolas cough remembering he had indeed fucked human Harry into blissful submission before his transformation. "Where did you find him?"

"London." Stolas said. "He's definitely magical in nature he held a wand at my throat when I blinked him away for privacy one evening."

"I can't tell whether he's smart for immediately holding a wand at your throat or stupid for letting you take him away in the first place."

"Well you know the old saying. Young, dumb and full of-"

"Yes I know the saying dammit, it just shows poor judgement and decision making, going off with a strange man like that. I suppose that just means he had no real upbringing to teach him right from wrong or how to not make stupid decisions."

"Then we can be that for him Stella. That's what parents are for." Stolas reminded the peacock.

Stella held the baby owl close to her. He yawned and cuddled close.

"He needs a new name. Harry just sounds like such a commoners name." Stella said as she sat in a chair and held their new son. "A constellation perhaps since the stars are so important to your work?"

"Apollo." Stolas Suggested. "We can call him Ollie for familiarity."

"Like how Asmodeous shortens his name to Ozzie, I love it." Stella cuddled the newly christened Apollo. "Ollie and Ozzie. I can picture them now, thick as thieves." Stella cooed. "Would you like to meet Uncle Ozzie?" She cooed. Apollo laughed as his new mummy tickled his nose.

To Be Continued

so yeah, this went from an experimental Harry x Stolas piece to Harry gets a new family after growing up without one. I'm just gonna go ahead and use the magic default reason as to how Stolas having sex with Harry triggered a transformation and age regresssion. I think those of use who grew up without a father figure for most of our lives and do have those kinds of issues will understand I don't necessarily mean Harry wants James in that way he wanted an older man to tell him he was loved and wanted which let's face it, Harry never really got. Even in the books. The Weasleys made him feel welcome in their home but honestly, reflecting on his relationship with the Weasley clan and the fact he married Ginny is kinda creepy. This will be my first story naming Harry something else.