210Harry snorted and tugged his mates out from under the grip of his godfather, rolling his eyes as he fussed over them for a second considering how baffled they looked.
"Siri can be a little overwhelming," Harry assured them, tucking a lock of hair behind Nathaniel's ear and stroking his thumb over Jason's cheek.
"Harry, I just wanted to say hello and welcome them to the family, they have made you so happy and I have been desperate to meet them!" Sirius whined.
"He hasn't shut up about it," Severus drawled.
"You haven't been much better talking about meeting them properly!" Sirius glared.
"I haven't gone on about it every 5 seconds like you have,"
"You have…"
"Guys!" Remus whistled, breaking up their argument with a roll of his eyes.
"Harry?" Richard said, walking into the room fully with a bottle of wine in his hands.
"Hmm?" Harry smiled happily at his cousin.
"Didn't you say your godfather was dead?" Richard asked, confused.
"Oh, I was, now I'm not," Sirius beamed nodding, holding his arms out.
"Right…" Rafael blinked before he and Richard shared such an utterly confused look that had Harry laughing.
"He fell through a Veil of Death that keeps you hovering between the worlds, the veil kept the Sirius in status, we managed to pull Sirius out of the veil in exchange for the return of items that Death had gifted to my ancestors a long time ago when I pass,"
"When he says we he means he," Remus snorted.
"Death, as in…death?" Nathaniel looked up at Harry with wide eyes and Harry found himself flushing a little.
"Yeah, Death, he gifted three items to my ancestors because they managed to trick him, those items had been passed down and Voldemort was looking to collect them and bring them all together so that he could become the Master of Death, it would make him immortal and allow him to kill people off by the dozen if he wanted to. I already had one of the items in my possession, and we tracked down the others. A lot of people have been hurt and killed because of them, trying to get their hands on them, and the exchange in the Veil was for Sirius," Harry explained.
"Unfortunately," Severus muttered.
"I heard that!"
"You were meant to!"
"You ungrateful…"
"What am I meant to be grateful for…"
"Dear Merlin I have missed you, Harry," Remus sighed after casting his spell as the two carried on squabbling.
"It really is a pleasure to meet you," Jason smiled.
"May I give you all a hug, it is so wonderful to meet you," Remus beamed.
"Oh, sure!" Jason beamed and threw himself into Remus' arms.
"Do they stop?" Richard asked, watching Severus and Sirius arguing behind Remus' silencing spell bemused.
"Eventually," Harry grinned at his cousin before watching Remus hugging Nathaniel and Stephen.
"Oh my, you are all so handsome," Remus beamed looking around them. "And it is lovely to meet you as well Richard and Rafael, Harry has told us so much about you," Remus held his hand out to Richard who hesitated for a second and then swept the slightly smaller werewolf into a tight hug. Rafael stepped forward and also gave him a tight hug.
"Hey, Remi is getting hugs!" Sirius whined, walking forward and opening his arms. Richard laughed and hugged the other man.
"I am not a hugger," Severus held up his hand as Rafael found himself being enthusiastically hugged.
"So I heard there were hot vampires here?" Sirius asked.
"Dear Lord," Severus sighed deeply.
"I would say that we are hot, yes," Jean Claude said amused, drawing the attention back to him and Asher.
"No!" Harry shook his head pressing his hand to Sirius' chest when he went to move forward.
"But…" Sirius looked at him like he had taken his toy away.
"They are working through something, they are being them for a while, no," Harry said firmly, and then watched as Sirius' eyes slipped on Damian who paled a little. "Absolutely not!" Harry said even firmer.
"Oh, he's protective of you, you have to be Damien," Remus smiled, holding his hand out to the wide eyed vampire.
"I mean it Sirius, I will hex your dick off for a week if you even think about it! Damian is off limits!" Harry warned.
"Question!" Jason grinned, holding his hand up in the air.
"Go on," Harry laughed, tugging his mate's arm down.
"Can you really temporarily hex people's dicks off?" Jason asked, winding himself around Harry from the grip on his wrist until he was curled around the wizard.
"I am also curious to know that," Jean-Claude hummed.
"Yes I can, we discovered it accidentally," Harry said.
"Accidentally?" Richard asked slowly.
"Ron hexed it off a Death Eater and a week later it grew back," Harry nodded.
"It…grew…back," Richard said before grimacing.
"Yeah, he was both very relieved and very panicked about it," Harry said as he drew his mates over to the sofa that they had been on and settled down, Harry sat in the middle of the sofa, Stephen and Damian settling down on either side of him, Jason settling onto his knee and Nathaniel curled up on the floor between Harry and Damian, resting against the two of them. He tilted his head back and smiled softly at Harry when the comfy cushion appeared under him.
"You're so sweet!" Remus beamed looking at them.
"Please, sit down," Richard motioned to one of the free sofas before hurrying back to the kitchen as Rafael, Jean-Claude and Asher re-took their seats. Remus grabbed Sirius when he went to sit in the middle of the sofa and sat there instead, Severus huffing before settling on one side of Remus.
"Do you guys have somewhere to stay while you are here?" Rafael asked, concerned.
"Oh yes, we have booked into a hotel for a while, it has been ages since we have had a holiday, the bat hasn't ever been out of England!" Sirius motioned to Severus and then yelped when teeth appeared from nowhere and snapped down onto his finger.
"I swear I don't know how Remus puts up with you guys, you're like a pair of kids," Harry shook his head.
"I appreciate the sympathy," Remus nodded seriously.
"Hey!" Sirius and Severus both protested.
"Here we go," Richard walked in with more glasses and more bottles of wine.
"A celebration!" Sirius smiled.
Four hours later Remus apparated out of the room with Sirius and Severus who were both utterly drunk. Harry chuckled as he threw a giggling Nathaniel over one shoulder and Jason over the other, he moved up the stairs behind Rafael who was carrying Richard in much the same way Harry was carrying two of his mates. Harry snorted amused when he felt a hand wandering down to his arse and turned to see Jason's sparkling blue eyes peering at him cheekily.
He placed the two of them carefully down onto the bed, stripping them out of their clothes and settled them into the bed under their covers before turning to hurry down the stairs to collect Stephen, his third mate was lying stretched out on the floor humming softly to himself in the now silent living room that was lit only by the moonlight coming through the big windows, almost a full moon it was bright enough to cast Stephen in a beautiful pale glow.
"Hey there Darling," Harry stood over him and looked down amused.
"Harry…" Stephen smiled softly up at him, holding his arms up in request.
"You're more sober than I thought you were," Harry chuckled, bending down and lifting Stephen to his feet, the delicate werewolf wrapped his arms around Harry's shoulders and placed a kiss on his lips. Harry kissed back happily, humming against Stephen's lips as the blond pressed closer to him, wrapping his arms around Harry's waist and holding tightly onto him as he kissed him with a sudden heat that had an answering fire lighting in Harry.
"Stephen," Harry groaned into the werewolf's mouth, tugging him closer as the werewolf ground against him, his erection pressing into Harry's hip. The noise the blond let out was sinful when Harry seized his lips again and shifted them slightly so that his thigh was pressing between the werewolf's slender legs, and ground his thigh up against Stephen's hard erection.
"Harry, make love to me," Stephen groaned against Harry's lips.
"Are you sure?" Harry asked, a little shocked, pulling back so that he could see Stephen's face, pulling his leg back a little as well but keeping his arms wrapped tightly around him. "Are you sure you're ready?"
"Yes, I…no one has made love to me before, make love to me?" Stephen asked softly.
"I want that more than anything else Darling," Harry smiled, drawing his wand and waving it around the room. "Privacy, no one will be able to come in, or hear us, I want this moment just between the two of us," Harry explained softly, combing his fingers through Stephen's blond hair, looking down at his blushing face.
"The things that you say, they make me feel…" Stephen shook his head breathlessly.
"Good, you deserve to feel like that, I want to make you feel like that for the rest of our lives," Harry smiled before leaning in to kiss Stephen again.
Stephen groaned loudly into Harry's mouth when his wizard lifted him by the thighs so that he could carry him over to the rug, humming happily when Harry lowered them onto the rug and Stephen realised that Harry had cast a spell on the rug to make it feel luxuriously soft.
"Soft heart," Stephen said, pulling back to look up at Harry.
"For my beautiful mates? Always," Harry said lowly, stroking his fingers over Stephen's beautiful face. "So beautiful,"
"I…" Stephen looked like he wasn't sure how to take the compliment.
"Inside and out you are so beautiful," Harry leant down and pressed kisses over his face.
"I haven't felt beautiful inside for a while," Stephen admitted burying his fingers into Harry's dark hair holding him a little closer to him as the Wizard carried on scattering kisses over his face, allowing Stephen to gather his thoughts. "You're starting to make me believe it," he added so quietly that Harry barely heard it.
"You are incredibly stunning to me, and I hope with time you can fully come to see yourself the way that I see you," Harry breathed into his ear before pressing their lips together again to save Stephen from trying to come up with a response.
The werewolf wound his arms around Harry's shoulders, burying one hand back into his dark hair and lost himself in the kiss, lost himself in the feeling of Harry, his warm body pressing down into him. It could have so easily felt like Harry was trapping him, pinning him in, especially as he settled his forearms on either side of Stephen's head to keep himself up. But, instead all Stephen felt was protected, safe, he felt as though they were in their own world, that Harry was keeping everything else out and that Stephen for the first time in a long time could relax and feel safe.
Harry's hands were cupping his face, carefully and tenderly as though he were something special, precious to the wizard where with anyone else it could feel like he was being held in place. The warmth surrounding him sank into him, and he felt his body relaxing fully underneath Harry.
He sucked in a breath when his mate slowly undid his shirt, peeling it open as though he were opening a gift, treasuring the moment, and then his lips sensuously followed the pathway of flesh revealed to his eyes, littering kisses and little nips and licks to Stephen's skin before finding his way to one of his pink nipples and giving it concentrated attention, before moving to the other and paying it just as much attention.
Harry slowly undid the rest of the buttons of Stephen's shirt, his mouth again following and tracing a pathway down the blond's stomach, teeth nipping here and there making Stephen start and laugh softly into the privacy of the room, his body somehow managing to stay relaxed and tensing with growing pleasure, the air feeling as though it was humming between them.
Panting Stephen held Harry's head to his chest once he had made his way back up there, and clenched his blue eyes shut against the pleasure going through his body, moaning out into the room as Harry's fingers nimbly undid the fastening to his trousers and slid them down his hips, his lips dragging down along Stephen's stomach again and then slowly caressing their way down his sharp hip bones, and then down the pathway of his legs, the soft groan he let out against Stephen's skin when he realised that the werewolf wasn't wearing underwear only drove Stephen further into the hazy arms of the pleasure that was surrounding him.
Stephen expected fingers on him now that his pants were off, but the touch went completely different to where he had been expecting it, Harry wrapped his fingers around his thin ankle and lifted his leg up, placing gentle kisses along the arch of his foot, around and over his ankle before tracing a pathway up his shin, kissing his knee and then nipping the back of it teasingly before he placed his leg back onto the ground, and then repeated the same pathway with his other leg.
The werewolf watched with wide blue eyes, something building in his chest at the same time as lust grew in his stomach, as Harry lavished attention on him, no sign of wanting to hurry through this on his mate's face, instead the dark haired wizard seemed quite happy taking his time. This time after nipping the back of Stephen's knee, Harry placed his leg over his shoulder and carried his pathway down the inside of Stephen's inner thigh, pressing kissing along the skin and muscle, licking over areas that made Stephen breathless as the pleasure seemed to travel right down to his erection from Harry's lips.
His breath caught in his chest when Harry nipped at the crease of his hip before pressing a kiss to it, his tongue bathing the skin there in tingling touches before he pressed his lips to it again. The bristle of the stubble Harry had been growing out tickled at the sensitive skin there and had Stephen arching eagerly into him, only for Harry to pull back slightly and lift his other leg over his shoulder and ensure that it didn't feel left out, treating it to the same care and attention until he was once again in the V of Stephen's hips.
"Stunning," Harry breathed against his skin, looking up his body at Stephen's flushed skin, mussed hair and the lustful expression on his face. He licked up the V of his hips before waving his hand to the side and Stephen gasped awed when small balls of golden light floated over their heads, casting a little more light over them and casting a beautiful glittering light over the room.
"Harry," Stephen groaned, burying his fingers into Harry's hair when he kissed his stomach and around his cock. Harry hummed and then fastened his mouth around Stephen's hard erection, listening hungrily to the groan that he let out as he arched his back and thrust forward, before he could apologise though Harry hummed again around him and started sucking, bobbing his head up and down as he kept his eyes glued on Stephen's face, hungrily watching the expression crossing his face, watching the pleasure sweeping over his face, listening to the sound of pleasure tumbling from his full lips.
With a loud cry, Stephen spilled into Harry's mouth, not even aware that he had been so close to the edge so lost in the warm build up of pleasure that he had fallen into. Harry drew off of him and sat up over him, watching him intently as he stroked his hand through Stephen's blond hair while he came down from his high.
"That was…" Stephen managed to pant out, looking up at Harry as his mate leaned down and kissed his cheek.
"Ok?" Harry asked.
"More than," Stephen nodded.
"Do you want to carry on?" Harry checked.
"Please," Stephen groaned, already feeling himself twitching at the thought, thanking Mother Moon for Were recovery. "What are you…" Stephen asked, confused when Harry lifted his legs onto his shoulders again but then dipped lower than his dick.
"Ok?" Harry asked as he tilted Stephen's hips up a little making it obvious what he was intending.
"Oh my moon! Yes!" Stephen gasped, dropping his head back onto the rug. "No one has before," he admitted as he felt himself getting increasingly hard again just at the thought. Harry didn't tease him this time and instead Stephen felt a tickle of a spell over him and then Harry's mouth was on his hole and his tongue was pressing inside of him as he sucked and pleasure exploded through Stephen's lower half. He arched as much as he could in Harry's grip and dug his fingers into the rug underneath him as he clenched his eyes shut, soaking up the feeling of Harry's mouth on him, his tongue teasing him feeling amazing and not enough at the same time.
A finger pressed in next to his tongue stretching him a little more, his finger thrusting gently inside of him applying just a little more pleasure but still leaving Stephen feeling increasingly desperate and needing more.
"Fuck Harry!" Stephen whined closing his thighs around Harry's head and crossing his legs on Harry's back when his mate suddenly pressed another finger inside of him and pressed a burst of magic through him making Stephen feel as though he was tingling with pleasure throughout his entire body. Harry's finger pumped inside of him steadily building the pleasure inside of him again, every now and then sending little sparks through his fingers inside of Stephen as his mouth and tongue drove Stephen mad.
"Ready?" Harry asked softly, lifting himself over his mate and looking down at his pleasure racked body, his beautiful mate bathed in the moonlight coming through the windows, and the sparkling golden light drifting down onto him, his pale skin glowing and ethereal in the moment.
"Yes," Stephen nodded eagerly before reaching up and tugging impatiently at Harry's top making it clear what he wanted. Harry grinned at him and winked, and Stephen thought that he should find the move ridiculous and not charmingly adorable in the way that he did, and then he giggled when Harry's clothes suddenly disappeared. "Sorry! I wasn't expecting that," Stephen flushed.
"Why are you apologising?" Harry chuckled, pressing kisses to his face again.
"For laughing, it isn't really the right mood,"
"The mood is whatever we want it to be my Darling, I happen to love hearing your laugh, and making you laugh," Harry reassured him before pressing 2 lubed fingers into Stephen, ensuring that he was stretched properly.
"I love your magic," Stephen sighed blissfully, feeling a warm explosion in his chest that he realised was from Harry, happiness from his mate as his words, Harry stretched him a little more before moving back to slick up his now hard and heavy erection, red and weeping with the desire that he was clearly feeling for his mate, Stephen groaning as he looked down and watched Harry's hand pumping over himself.
Harry reached out and wrapped Stephen's legs around his waist, stroking his hands gently down the back of the blond's thighs, cupping his arse and massaging it for a few moments before he pressed himself against Stephen's entrance.
"Ok?" Harry panted as pleasure burned through his own system.
"Please," Stephen nodded.
Without another word Harry pressed inside of him, slowly guiding himself in with one hand as his other gripped Stephen's hip, just the right amount of pressure there that Stepehn was aware of it even as Harry's large cock filled him up, so delightfully slowly that he could feel every single part of him slipping inside of him.
"Fuck, you're so hot and tight!" Harry groaned, keeping his grip on Stephen's hip with one hand and pressing the other next to Stephen's head on the rug, green eyes burning down onto him, and Stephen could see just how much he wanted him. "So perfect,"
"Move, please," Stephen groaned, reaching up and digging his fingers into Harry's back as he felt as though he was practically vibrating with the pleasure going through his body originating from where he and Harry were joined together, where Harry was pressed completely inside of him.
Harry slowly drew back and pressed back inside of him just as slowly, again allowing Stephen to feel every single inch sliding inside of him, slowly Harry picked up his pace until he was thrusting inside of Stephen in a rhythm that had the two of them panting and groaning in pleasure into the stillness of the room, the sound of their lovemaking having Stephen groaning even louder, the scent of sex and Harry surrounding him, the spark of his magic scenting the air, and through it all Harry's intent eyes watched him, drinking everything in, it looked as though he were memorising every single second of it.
Stephen felt special, for the first time in his life, he truly felt special, important to someone, he truly felt as though he meant everything to Harry, and that the wizard would do anything for him. This was lovemaking, it was something that he had never felt before, and he was embarrassed to feel a tear trickling down his face, but before he could dash it away Harry smiled softly at him, barely slowing down his thrusts as he leaned down and kissed the track the tear had taken.
"Anything we want it to be Stephen," Harry assured him softly. Stephen realised that through their bond Harry could feel that the tear was of happiness, and curious he felt out himself for Harry and their bond, essentially gripping hold of it, and Harry's feelings washed over him like warm water.
The desire, the heat, the passion, the care, the warmth, the…
"I'm falling in love with you," Harry whispered to him, and Stephen cried out as he threw his head back and came again, the words echoing again and again through his head as the love Harry felt for him washed through their bond and seemed to wrap around him.
He groaned into Harry's shoulder, still feeling the pleasure humming through his system as he felt Harry spilling inside of him, the sounds of his own pleasure falling from him. He buried his face into Harry's shoulder as the dark haired man rested on top of Stephen, and he felt tears spilling from his eyes.
"Ok?" Harry asked gently, withdrawing from Stephen with clear reluctance, he conjured a towel and gently wiped Stephen down before moving to stretch out on the rug next to Stephen, reaching out to carefully brush the tears from his face.
"Thank you," Stephen sniffed a little, rolling into Harry and trying to bury himself into his mate.
Harry wrapped his arms around his mate and hugged him firmly, throwing his leg over Stephen, surrounding him and pulling him into their own little world again.
"You're an amazing man, how could I not fall in love with you," Harry shook his head stroking his hand over Stephen's back.
"Thank you," Stephen said softly and then looked up with stunning blue eyes at Harry, the expression in them making his heart skip a beat. "I think I am falling in love with you as well,"
"That makes me happier than you will ever know. I didn't think that I would have the chance to fall in love with someone, or for someone to fall in love with me," Harry admitted quietly.
"I find that so hard to believe, you are so full of love and caring, it is hard to imagine you not falling in love with someone, never mind someone not loving you," Stephen reached up and stroked his fingers through the stubble on Harry's face.
"I was worried that I wouldn't be able to, that I was too broken from the war,"
"But you're not," Stephen said firmly.
"I think that I am incredibly lucky that I chose to come here, met Jason, met you and Nathaniel, I think you were my chances for being able to be happy," Harry smiled.
"I think of you as my chance to be happy, probably the one chance that I had to break out of the cycle that I had fallen into, that so many of the others had, and I am thankful that I trusted Jason and took the chance more and more each day. I find it so hard to wrap my head around the fact that you feel the same way,"
"I do, and I will forever be thankful that I managed to find you three for the rest of my life," Harry hugged Stephen close.
"I would like you to meet Gregory," Stephen said after a moment of just resting on Harry's chest.
"I would like that," Harry smiled nodding.
Stephen relaxed into him and they lay there for another hour, just enjoying each other's presence and enjoying their time together, it was only when Stephen yawned for the millionth time that Harry moved to scoop him up and carried him upstairs to their room.
Jason and Nathaniel were fast asleep and with a little wiggling Stephen and Harry managed to settle themselves onto the bed as well, almost automatically the other two curled around them once they were settled, and Harry let out a small content sigh as he listened to the soft sounds of his mates' sleeping.
Jason paused in the living room doorway and watched with a small amount of awe as he took in Harry. His mate was seated in the middle of Sirius, Severus and Remus, the three older men sitting around him with their hands resting on him, they were sitting on the floor and all had their eyes closed, looking as though they were in some form of meditation, the impressive part was the magic that was swirling around the four of them, the older wizards clearly feeding their magic to Harry to help with his still reduced stores.
"It is amazing isn't it," Richard said from where he was leaning against the wall watching them, but also clearly guarding his vulnerable cousin.
"Yes," Jason just breathed out.
"The others are in the kitchen," Richard chuckled without looking a second later as Jason started squirming, realising that the magic flowing around Harry and down their bond was making him slightly aroused, and he definitely didn't want to meet Harry's godfathers for the second time in that condition.
Beating a hasty retreat he hurried down the hallway and into the kitchen where Stephen met him with a smirk.
"Shut up you, it isn't as though we don't know what you two got up to last night," Jason stuck his tongue out. Seeing Stephen looking a little nervous he moved across the room and wrapped his arms around his fellow wolf. "Did you have a good time?" he asked a little softer.
"We made love, I felt…" Stephen drew off and Jason squeezed him a little tighter.
"Our first time was a little bit rough the way I like it even then he made me feel special and amazing, he made me feel so wanted and as though he needed me, as though a bomb could go off around us and he wouldn't even notice," Jason smiled.
"It was amazing, I never thought that I would get that," Stephen sighed.
"You deserve it," Jason kissed him. "You both do," He added, snagging Nathaniel around the waist and placing a kiss on his lips too.
"It just still doesn't fully feel real," Nathaniel admitted snuggling into Stephen and Jason.
"There you are!" Harry smiled brightly when he walked into the kitchen half an hour later and found the three of them sitting at the kitchen table chatting and eating breakfast. They laughed when he swept around the table placing noisy kisses on each of their cheeks before making his way over to the coffee machine.
"Morning," Jason laughed, all three of them tilting their heads to look at Harry at the coffee machine.
"Good morning," Harry grinned, sliding into the seat next to him.
"Morning!" Sirius declared appearing in the doorway.
"Good morning," Remus said, much more sedately pushing past him. "Oh no please don't worry!" he said when Nathaniel jumped up to go and make them a drink and something to eat.
"Nathaniel likes looking after others," Harry said as Nathaniel paused looking unsure, he snagged his wereleopard's hand and kissed the back of it reassuringly and squeezed it, "Severus likes black coffee, Remus tea with milk and three sugars, Sirius white coffee with one sugar,"
"I will get them right away," Nathaniel said happily and moved to the kitchen.
"What are you planning on doing today?" Jason asked the three men as they settled at the table.
"We are actually going to do a little bit of sightseeing!" Sirius said excitedly.
"Joy," Severus said dryly.
"It is too early, don't start!" Remus held his hands up when Sirius narrowed his eyes at the potion's master.
"What are you guys doing today?" Harry asked his mates.
"I have the meeting with Richard and a few of the others speaking to the werehyenas," Stephen said, "Gregory will be attending with Micah,"
"I have to go to the club to work out a few new routines," Jason answered as Nathaniel placed the cups on the table and then returned with some breakfast rolls.
"Club?" Remus asked.
"Erm…" Jason glanced nervously at Harry, realising that these men were important to his mate.
"Jason works at a strip club," Harry answered resting his arm on the back of Jason's chair and started rubbing his arm gently.
"Oh right," Sirius blinked.
"Erm," Jason said, concerned.
"Oh no, sorry, it just wasn't what we were expecting," Remus shook his head.
"I know it isn't the ideal career for someone that is with your godson," Jason hunched a little in on himself despite Harry taking his hand and squeezing it comfortingly.
"A career is a career, doesn't matter what it is, as long as you enjoy it and it is something that you want to do that is all that matters," Severus said firmly.
"I do, Harry said I didn't have to if I didn't want to anymore, but I enjoy the freedom of it," Jason explained.
"He hasn't had a job in his life," Severus motioned to Sirius who started spluttering.
"I was falsely imprisoned for years!"
"Excuses, excuses!"
"Excuses! It isn't an excuse!"
"It is,"
"It isn't, I was imprisoned!"
"You have been out of prison for years,"
"And was on the run for most of them and helping in the war!"
"I was a spy and managed to teach cretins like Harry!"
"You…"
"What are you planning on doing today Nathaniel?" Harry asked, capturing his mate's hand again, getting his bemused attention from watching the two grown men squabbling and turning beautiful lavender eyes onto Harry instead.
"Oh, nothing really, I was just going to clean around the house," Nathaniel said.
"I would like for you to come out with me today," Harry partially ordered and watched Nathaniel perk up.
"Of course, where are we going?" He brightened.
"That is a surprise," Harry grinned.
"Harry!" Nathaniel whined laughing.
"You will find out," Harry teased, pulling Nathaniel down for a kiss.
"Will you tell me where it is?" Jason grinned.
"Yes," Harry nodded seriously and then blew a raspberry on Jason's neck instead of whispering in his ear. "When we come back," he said through Jason's laughter.
"But we're going to be curious all day!" Stephen whined, draping himself over Harry's shoulders.
"Like I don't know already that the three of you conspire!" Harry laughed, kissing Stephen, "it will be something to look forward to getting back to," Harry laughed.
"Well, we are going to get going, would you like us to drop you off anywhere?" Remus asked, smiling happily to himself at seeing the interaction between them.
"Oh! Could you drop me at the club?" Jason asked.
"Of course!" Sirius nodded, bouncing to his feet.
"Do not let him flirt with anyone," Harry warned, catching Jason's hand as he stood.
"I promise nothing!" Jason grinned leaning down when Harry tugged him and placed a series of kisses to Harry's lips.
"Just don't encourage him," Harry groaned.
"I promise nothing," Jason grinned wider and then groaned when Harry tugged him in for a deeper kiss, at least until Severus cleared his throat pointedly, rolling his eyes when Harry just grinned at him.
"Could you drop me at my brother's?" Stephen asked shyly.
"Of course, we can," Remus smiled nodding.
"Are you ready to go now?" Harry asked Nathaniel.
"I can be," Nathaniel nodded.
"I will go and get my things and we will head out," Harry hummed standing and pulling Nathaniel in for a kiss before turning and pulling Stephen into a deep kiss of his own. Jason happily went to him when he pulled him to him and kissed him again.
"See you later," Severus squeezed Harry's shoulder.
"See you later, have fun," Harry teased before hugging Remus and Sirius as Severus grumbled behind him.
Harry jogged out the room and upstairs, ignoring the pop of apparition that he heard from downstairs meaning that two of his mates were away from him after what had happened with Anita the day before. He grabbed his wallet and quickly changed his clothes before hurrying down the stairs and found Nathaniel standing in the middle of the hallway bouncing excitedly on his toes practically.
Harry couldn't resist wrapping his arms around Nathaniel and pushing him against the hallway wall, pressing their foreheads together, drinking in the whine of pure submission that the wereleopard let out before he pressed their lips together.
Nathaniel whined again into Harry's mouth, gripping the back of his shirt and tugging at it as he surrendered into the kiss, opening himself up for his mate and sinking into the kiss. Harry grunted at the feeling of pure arousal washing down their bond and he absently dropped his coat and wallet to the side before reaching down and gripping Nathaniel's thighs and lifting him off of his feet, encouraging Nathaniel to wrap his legs around his waist, and once he did he buried his fingers into that stunning auburn hair and pulled at it.
"Harry, please…everything," Nathaniel gasped between them, a little muddled, but Harry understood.
He apparated them back up into their room, carefully dropping Nathaniel onto the bed and stepping back to look down at his flushed mate.
"Will you…will you be rough, like with Jason?" Nathaniel asked, moving up the bed to rest his head on the pillows.
"Do you trust me?" Harry asked with a soft smile as he unbuttoned his shirt and dropped it to the side before moving to the zip of his trousers.
"Of course," Nathaniel answered right away.
"Not an automatic response Nathaniel, do you trust me," Harry said, and though a small part of Nathaniel wanted to curl up and whine in fear that he had upset Harry the way he had learned while he was with Anita, the larger part of himself realised that he wasn't angry with him and saw the honest smile on his face, it was the reaction that Harry had been patiently building up, working to make sure that Nathanial wasn't scared that everything came from a place of anger the way that it had with Anita.
"I trust you," Nathaniel said a little quieter.
"I know you enjoy it rough, and we have more than enough time for that," Harry said. "But I think for this first time, it wouldn't be the right thing,"
"Oh I…it is all I have ever…" Nathaniel started to say and then bit his bottom lip.
"What is it sweetling?" Harry asked, kneeling onto the bed.
"Talking about my previous situations when we're like this isn't right," Nathanial looked up at him with big purple eyes.
"According to who?" Harry said gently, but it was clear they both already knew who. "We all have pasts, you have a past, I have a past, Stephen does, Jason does, we don't have to pretend otherwise, and when those experiences can still affect us, especially in the case where it could affect us negatively, then it is really important that we can talk about it, no matter the time or the situation," Harry said in that gentle tone, lying down and facing Nathaniel, the wereleopard realising that he was doing it because he didn't want to be looming over Nathanial when they were having the discussion.
"I…the things that I have done though," Nathaniel frowned at his hands.
"Do you think that I won't want you anymore if I find out?" Harry asked, reaching down and linking their fingers together.
"Yes," Nathaniel barely breathed the word out.
"Who I can be, when I am angry, when I am fighting, when I feeling threatened, or feel as though those I care about are threatened, I feel like that person can be really ugly, and scary, I am worried that if you three see it, which is unfortunately likely with everything happening with Anita, you won't look at me the same, or worse, you won't want to be with me," Harry said, and Nathanial's eyes moved from their joined hands to look at Harry.
His face showed that fear, his green eyes showed it.
"It wouldn't," Nathaniel shook his head.
"I don't believe it would, but I am scared of it, who that person is…they are not someone nice, it isn't someone I ever even want you all to see," Harry said.
"The person I was…I got myself into a situation…but at first I…I like sex, I like being with people, being close to them…the feeling of intimacy even if it is only for a moment," Nathaniel said slowly.
"Ok," Harry smiled encouragingly, moving even closer to Nathanial.
"My Pard leader, came up with an idea…to make money for us…he was…our…he pimped us out," Nathaniel looked down again, at where Harry's hand was still holding his.
"And at first you enjoyed it?" Harry said going off of his previous words, keeping the judgement from his tone.
"Yes, it was…it felt fulfilling, I got the intimacy I wanted, I needed just for a moment, someone was my dom in that moment," Nathaniel nodded. "But then it got….he took it further and further, it felt like he was selling me more and more, and he sold me to people that just wanted to hurt people and could get away with it with me because I healed. My Nimir-raj - the male leader of our Pard at the time and the werewolf Lupa, they made films, and they had us hurt the werewolves,"
"Like Stephen?" Harry asked.
"Yes," Nathaniel curled in on himself.
"I am not angry at you," Harry said firmly.
"But I hurt your mate," Nathaniel breathed out.
"You are both my mate, and I have absolutely no doubt in my mind that you do not truly have a mean bone in your body, if you hurt others, it is because you were forced to by those who had power over you, and should have cared for you," Harry shook his head.
"I didn't enjoy it, I swear," Nathaniel looked up at Harry and found him watching him with pained green eyes.
"You don't need to swear to that, I believe you. By being forced to do it you weren't just being forced to hurt others, but yourself as well," Harry said softly, reaching out and slowly, carefully drawing Nathanial to his chest.
"I have had sex with so many people, I am not…" Nathanial started to say but Harry shushed him.
"You are stunning," Harry said, and he tilted Nathanial's chin up so that he would look at him as he gave him a small smile, "you are stunningly kind, and generous, your love for caring for people and making them happy is stunning, your heart is stunningly gentle, and understanding and warm, you are considerate and you care about the little things that make people happy. You make me feel more relaxed and calm by just being around you,"
"No one has ever said anything like that before," Nathaniel admitted, blinking at Harry.
"I don't care how many people you have been with before, I don't care what your circumstances were before except to help me understand and know who you are now better, and help you if you need and want my help. All I care about is the man that I am with now, and who we are going to become together, as a group, as a family, all I care about is the man that I am falling in love with and want to spend the rest of my life with, grow old with," Harry smiled.
"You…you l…you…" Nathaniel stammered as tears came into his eyes.
"I am falling in love with you," Harry smiled, sweeping long hair from Nathanial's face.
"But…"
"How could I not? You are so important to me Nathanial, and the man that you are, I am falling very head over heels in love with," Harry said.
"I am falling in love with you as well," Nathaniel said through tears, "I am sorry that didn't sound very romantic," he sniffed.
"It sounded perfect to me," Harry shook his head, leaning up to kiss Nathaniel sweetly. "All that matters is that you said them and mean them, and that is perfect,"
"Will you…make love to me, like you said?" Nathanial asked quietly.
"Are you sure that is what you want right now?" Harry asked carefully.
"I want it, I want to know what it feels like, and I don't want bad memories, I want to make more good memories, if you still want to," Nathaniel said.
Harry didn't answer with words, instead, he leaned over and kissed Nathaniel again, sweetly, carefully and thoroughly until the wereleopard was a puddle under his ministrations as his hands stroked soothingly over his sides and his thighs, gripping his hips gently before moving again, running his hands up Nathanial's sides, carefully running his slightly rough hands over Nathanial's soft skin.
"When I look at you Nathaniel," Harry said against the skin on the wereleopard's stomach as he pulled his shirt up and then off of him, hovering over him as he looked into those stunning eyes. "I see someone as beautiful on the inside as you are on the outside, I love the way that you care for people, the way you love looking after us and the house, but I want to look after you too, I want you to be happy, I want to spend the rest of our lives as happy as we can be together,"
"I…" Nathaniel licked his lips, staring up at Harry with an expression that said he had no clue how to respond. He leant down and kissed him again, and then again and again until Nathaniel had relaxed under him again and was kissing back just as passionately.
"I love your hair," Harry sighed happily, running his fingers through the top part of Nathaniel's hair, watching the beautiful auburn locks falling through his fingers like glittering fire. He gripped a small handful gently and kissed it before leaning down to kiss Nathaniel again.
"Harry," Nathaniel gasped when they parted, looking up at him with wide eyes, full of desire and heat, but also looking a little lost.
"I am right here," Harry brushed his thumb over his face.
"I feel…I feel…can you tell?" Nathaniel asked looking at him pleadingly, Harry gripped their bond and searched it.
"Overwhelmed, you're feeling overwhelmed," Harry said.
"I'm sorry, I just…I have never felt like this before," Nathaniel clenched his eyes shut feeling embarrassed. He frowned a little and then opened his eyes when it seemed to get even darker, and he found that Harry had pulled the covers over them.
"How are we not cooking alive?" Nathaniel asked, a little confused.
"Cooling charms," Harry grinned.
"Why?" Nathaniel asked.
"It is just you and me here, we're safe and tucked away, and all we need to be is us. You're feeling overwhelmed and there is nothing wrong with that, but let's feel a little safer," Harry smiled.
"By hiding under the covers?" Nathaniel asked.
"By tucking ourselves away in our own little world," Harry slipped between Nathaniel's legs and pressed kisses to his cheeks and then lips.
"You don't feel this is silly to make me feel safer?" Nathaniel asked, reaching up and brushing gentle fingers over Harry's face, clearly already knowing the answer.
"No, whatever we want this to be, is what it will be," Harry smiled leaning down to kiss Nathaniel sweetly.
Nathaniel gasped when he felt Harry's magic washing over him, feeling himself being stretched and lubed, before an extra burst of magic seemed to go through him and his prostate, before Harry pressed himself to his entrance and slid slowly, perfectly, torturously slowly inside of him.
"Perfect," Harry sighed, kissing Nathaniel's cheek.
"Yes!" Nathaniel agreed, wrapping his arms around Harry's shoulders and holding on. Harry slowly moved inside of Nathaniel, moving slowly inside of him, picking up the pace slowly but keeping it slow and intimate, slowly making love to Nathaniel while keeping eye contact between the two of them.
When they fell over the edge together it was slowly and the pleasure just washed over them, Nathaniel feeling the heat of pleasure building slowly in his stomach and instead of the burning heat of pleasure that he was used to, instead, it was a warm and enveloping feeling, and one that lingered in his bones as he lay there panting and staring into glowing green eyes.
Harry dropped down next to Nathaniel onto the bed panting but he wrapped his arms around him and pulled him against him, hugging him firmly as they both slowly came down from the high.
"I feel…amazing," Nathaniel breathed out.
"Me too," Harry laughed, placing a loud kiss on his cheek making the wereleopard laugh.
"Thank you," Nathaniel said softly.
"For what?" Harry turned to look at him.
"For being gentle," Nathaniel said quietly.
"Oh my sweetling, you never have to thank me for that, that is the least you can expect from me. Honestly, half the time I just want to wrap you up in cotton wool and protect you from the world," Harry smiled, running his fingers through Nathaniel's hair again.
"Cotton wool," Nathaniel laughed.
"Yes," Harry kissed him. "Everything that you have been through, you deserve so much better, and all I want is to make sure that you are happy,"
"Harry," Nathaniel started to say and then paused, reaching down to take his hand and squeezed it gently before looking up at him, "you realise that means more to us than anything else,"
"I…" Harry blinked at him and Nathaniel smiled, wriggling forward and wrapping his arms around Harry, resting his head on his chest.
"You making us happy is amazing, but the fact that you just want to make us happy means more to us than you will ever know," Nathaniel said softly.
Harry wrapped his arms a little firmer around Nathaniel and hugged him, not sure what to say to that.
"I am falling in love with you," Nathaniel said tiredly before falling asleep for a nap.
"Harry?" Nathaniel yawned an hour later as he felt kisses being brushed over his face.
"We still have time to go out, if you want to?" Harry smiled as he opened his eyes.
"Yes!" Nathaniel sat up.
"Let's get ready then, and we can get going," Harry said. Nathaniel jumped from the bed and ran from the room to the bathroom.
Half an hour later he came down the stairs and found Nathaniel standing in practically the same place he had earlier, he was holding Harry's wallet and coat and waiting for him.
"Ready?" Harry smiled.
"Ready! Where are we going?" Nathaniel asked.
"You're going to have to see," Harry grinned and caught Nathaniel around the waist and hugged him close when he groaned and fell into him. He gripped him a little tighter and apparated them out.
"Shopping?" Nathaniel blinked at Harry.
"Come on," Harry took his hand and led him into the nearest store. They moved through it and until Harry stopped in front of a specific department and Nathaniel looked at him with wide eyes. "My magic is recovered and I am going to be making our place. I know that you enjoy the kitchen, so whatever you want and need for the kitchen in our place and in Richard's kitchen, we're going to get now,"
"But…"
"We're going to start with cookers, a little bird told me that you have dreamt of having an aga cooker for years," Harry said leading the way to the cookers.
"A little….Damian," Nathaniel huffed.
"I don't tell on my sources," Harry shook his head.
"Snitches you mean," Nathaniel said. "Harry, they're so expensive," he said nervously.
"Not about money, this is about making our home homey, we're going to make it something that we will all love, anything that you want for the kitchen, we're also going to be picking some new bedding," Harry said.
"But…"
"Maybe we should just get this one," Harry pointed at a cooker at random.
"That isn't an arga," Nathaniel said confused.
"Oh right, that one then," Harry shrugged and pointed at another one.
"I know what you're doing," Nathaniel narrowed his eyes.
"Of course you do, you're a clever man," Harry laughed, kissing Nathaniel's cheek. "But if you don't pick, then I will, the money is going to get spent, but it won't be in the end on something that you really want,"
"I feel so bad for spending your money," Nathaniel admitted.
"Except it is our money, all of ours," Harry said before taking Nathaniel's hand and leading him to the cooker. "And this is for our home, for all of us, to make it more homely. So, let's pick," Harry grinned.
"Are you excited for this as well?" Nathaniel tilted his head.
"I have never had a home before, I want to make a proper home for us, I am looking forward to it, I want to have a home with all of you," Harry said. Nathaniel looked at him for a moment and then smiled softly.
"This is my dream one," Nathaniel said, leading Harry down the row of cookers.
"This one?" Harry smiled.
"Yes, I have wanted this model for years now," Nathaniel admitted.
"Perfect," Harry smiled brightly, his joy clear on his face.
"There is a matching fridge as well," Nathaniel said, drawing Harry through the store to the fridge section.
"This will look amazing in a kitchen," Harry grinned.
"There is a kettle that I have wanted that looks like a teapot, I would really like it, it is really cute and makes me smile,"
"We can get that," Harry smiled even brighter, realising that Nathaniel had understood how much this meant to him.
"Come this way," Nathaniel grabbed Harry's hand and took him over the accessories.
"Harry, Nathaniel," Stephen grinned as the two of them popped into the hallway.
"Hello Darling," Harry caught him around the waist and pulled him into a kiss. "How was Gregory?"
"Perfect," Stephen kissed Nathaniel and then looked at the bag in Harry's hand and between the two of them expectantly. "Where did you go?" he demanded.
"Wouldn't you like to know," Nathaniel grinned.
"I do, I have been wondering all day! And when did you get so cheeky!" Stephen growled.
"I am not cheeky, I am sweetness and innocence!" Nathaniel laughed.
"What is in the bag!?" Stephen growled, grabbing for the bag but Nathaniel grabbed it and ducked behind Harry. "Nathaniel!"
Harry caught Stephen around the waist again and held him to his chest, scattering kisses over his face.
"I won't be bribed!" Stephen huffed.
"I think you will be," Nathaniel laughed, dipping around Harry and placing a kiss of his own on Stephen's cheek before holding out the bag to him.
"Either you have shrunk these or you're making a doll house," Stephen blinked.
"It is the doll house," Nathaniel said dryly.
"I am going to be making our space," Harry laughed.
"Really? You're feeling strong enough?" Richard asked, walking out of the kitchen.
"Yup, Remus, Sirius and Severus helped me to replenish myself enough that we are good to go,"
"And it won't look obvious, or be dangerous?" Rafael asked, concerned.
"No, wizard space is pretty steady as long as it is done properly, and I have plenty of experience casting it," Harry snorted.
"That much?" Stephen asked as he poked curiously around the bag that Nathaniel was still holding open for him.
"There were about fifteen of us and one tent, and Seamus and Padma had the worst wind ever. It was either learn to make a reliable wizard space that wouldn't fall apart in a minute, we all got pretty good at it," Harry snorted. "Accio album," he waved his wand and his album came down the stairs.
He did a quick flick through the album before holding up the picture he had been looking for.
"How…how is that standing?!" Rafael gawped.
"Wizard space, and to be fair at this point I think a fair bit of sheer spite," Harry snorted.
"That is actually standing?" Nathaniel asked wrapping his arms around Harry's waist.
"How many floors is that?" Richard asked.
"Yes, and seven and an attic," Harry answered.
"So adding a flat here won't really be a big deal," Richard chuckled.
"Nope, I was thinking though, if you wanted I could extend out the living room and we could add an extra sofa or two in, I can transfigure them to match the others or look a little different if you want," Harry suggested.
"That would be good, there are more of us here now, having the space to be together would be really good," Richard nodded as Rafael wrapped his arms around his waist.
"Are you going to do it now?" Nathaniel asked eagerly.
"I love seeing your magic," Stephen smiled.
"I am, no time like the present," Harry nodded just as the door behind them opened. Damian walked in and looked around them.
"I was summoned by text," Damian explained.
"Would you have preferred a carrier pigeon?" Harry grinned.
"Considering you are a wizard and have an owl upstairs that isn't a very good insult," Damian said dryly.
"Smoke signals?" Harry grinned.
"As a fairly flammable being I would rather no fire," Damian shrugged.
"So we're sticking with texts then old man?"
"This old man can crush you like you're a bug," Damian huffed.
"You have to catch me first," Harry laughed before popping out of the room and into the living room. Nathaniel started laughing when Damian growled and shot after him, getting into the room just in time for Harry to pop back into the hallway.
"Harry!" Jason's smile was beaming when he looked up from the stage at the applause and saw Harry standing in the back of the club. He jumped down from the stage and raced over, jumping and throwing his arms around Harry's shoulders and his legs around his waist before he kissed Harry.
"You were amazing up there," Harry said when they parted.
"Really?" Jason smiled even brighter.
"Really, you were hypnotic," Harry nodded, running his finger through Jason's blond hair. "I thought you were stunning, and that was just you practising! I would love to come and see you properly,"
"When I am properly performing?" Jason asked, surprised by pulling back.
"Yes, I want to see you in your element," Harry nodded.
"But…really? You would be ok with seeing that?" Jason asked.
"This isn't a case of you dancing here and I am going to just pretend that you're not," Harry said. "This is something that you love, something that you enjoy doing, and I am proud of how good at it you clearly are, if this is what you're like just practising, I am desperate to see what you are like when it is a proper performance,"
"I love you," Jason said.
"I love you too," Harry smiled, drawing him in for another kiss.
"Come with me," Jason hopped down and tugged Harry into the back of the club and into a private room. "Please," he said, looking at Harry with big blue eyes.
"You only need to ask once," Harry said breathlessly, pulling the tight lacy underwear off of Jason and dropping it behind them. He lifted Jason up again as his own clothes vanished and they were skin to skin. "I have missed being with you like this," Harry sighed contently.
"The sex," Jason wiggled his eyebrows.
"Getting to be close to you, intimate with you, getting to feel you against me," Harry shook his head, and Jason sobered looking at Harry with those big blue eyes. He leaneds down and pressed a sweet kiss to Harry's mouth, wrapping his arms around his shoulders as Harry slipped inside of him.
The two of them sighed against each other's mouths as Harry sank fully inside of Jason and they were joined together.
"Are you kind to move?" Jason groaned, wiggling a little in Harry's arms.
"I am just enjoying being inside you, being with you," Harry sighed happily.
"You're such a soppy big heart," Jason shook his head, stroking his hand over Harry's face.
"Just because I love you," Harry said.
"I love you too," Jason smiled burying his his fingers into Harry's dark hair. He gasped when Harry pulled back and started thrusting into Jason, slowly making love to him, watching intently as Jason lost himself in the pleasure, his blue eyes fluttering shut as he tilted his head back against the wall, arching into Harry as the two of them moved together until Jason spilled over their stomachs, Harry thrust a few more times before spilling inside of Jason.
"Jason?" Harry hummed when the werewolf tightened his arms around him, using a little bit of supernatural strength.
"Stay like this, a little longer?" Jason asked.
"As long as you want," Harry hummed pressing his head against Jason's shoulder.
"I love getting to be like this with you," Jason said after a few moments. "I didn't think that…"
"Didn't think what?" Harry asked kissing his cheek.
"I didn't think that I would be able to get something like this," Jason admitted quietly tightening his legs around Harry's waist and burying his face into his shoulder.
"Like what?" Harry asked.
"I thought that the best I was going to get was to be Jean-Claude's Pomme de Sang, not really his lover or his partner, but someone important to someone in some way. I didn't think that I would get….a relationship…get to have a partner…love," Jason said softly. "Now I have a home, I have the three of you, I have what I have wanted more than anything for years now,"
"You're the foundation of it," Harry said and Jason pulled back, already shaking his head but Harry kissed him, "You are, I am the link but you're the foundation, you hold us together, and you give me strength and you give me the strength to know that I can be what it is that you guys need,"
"I…" Jason looked at him wide eyed.
"You're everything that I hoped I could have, and everything that I thought I wouldn't," Harry smiled.
"Thank you," Jason said softly kissing Harry sweetly.
Harry and Jason popped into the hallway of the house and found everyone hurrying eagerly from the living room into the hallway.
"What took you so lo…oh," Stephen smirked as he sniffed the air.
"Shush you," Jason huffed.
"What?" Severus asked confused looking between them.
"It is only fair, Nathaniel had some fun with him earlier," Stephen grinned.
"Oh!" Severus blushed and looked away.
"Don't be such a prude!" Sirius laughed.
"I am not a prude, I just don't want to hear about Harry having intimate relations!" Severus huffed.
"Intimate relations!" Sirius grinned.
"And let's get this going!" Harry said loudly as Severus and Sirius both opened their mouths to start arguing.
"Thank Merlin!" Remus sighed.
"I want to see this happen!" Richard said excitedly.
"Me too," Jason wrapped his arms around his Ulfric's arm cautiously and he tensed a little when Richard pulled his arm from his grip but then he wrapped it around his shoulders instead.
"Come on, it is best to all be outside to do this," Harry waved.
"Not because the house might fall down, right?" Rafael laughed.
"Right, Harry?" Richard asked concerned as Harry led Nathanial, Stephen and Damian outside.
"It only happened once," Sirius shrugged before hurrying after them with a grin.
"Don't wind them up!" Remus scolded.
"It is highly unlikely, Harry is very skilled at this type of thing," Severus reassured them.
"Highly unlikely?" Richard asked. "But there is a chance?"
"Stop panicking," Harry chuckled.
"I trust you I do but this just sounds so mad," Richard threw his other arm around Harry's shoulders as they walked into the back garden.
"Want a little help?" Sirius asked bouncing on his toes.
"You take the downstairs and I will take upstairs?" Harry suggested.
"Is that safe?" Rafael asked wide eyed.
"Offended," Sirius said.
"He is the better one for it," Harry laughed.
"I am rubbish at wizard space," Remus chuckled when Richard looked at him.
"It is not one of my talents," Severus huffed.
"Super offended now!" Sirius pouted.
"Come on Super Offended, let's show them what you can do," Harry wrapped his arms around Sirius' shoulders.
"Come on," Sirius sniffed rolling his sleeves up and drawing his wand. Harry grinned and did the same next to him, the two of them moving a little further away from the group and looking up at the house before they started casting.
"So weird," Jason blinked watching the walls bulging a little bit like the house was about the explode.
"So weird!" Stephen agreed as the walls suddenly started moving outward a little, literally moving, the bricks seemed to start walking themselves outward while the walls somehow stayed standing.
They watched as the walls seemed to wiggle around and shiver in place before the whole wall took one jump and then settled into place.
"Is it done?" Nathaniel asked excitedly.
"It's done," Harry nodded and then laughed when Nathaniel snatched Damien's hand and raced back into the house with Stephen and Jason right behind. Richard and Rafael tried to be a little more calm about it but they hurried pretty quickly into the house with the wizards bringing up the rear.
"This is amazing!" Jason laughed looking around the larger living room, a good bit larger than it had looked from the outside.
"Wait till you see the upstairs," Remus chuckled, and that started a stampede up the stairs and into what had been Harry and his mate's bedroom.
"Are you all going in?" Harry asked as they reached the top of the stairs and found the others all gawping from the doorway.
*You could have warned me that you were doing it today,* Nagini huffed slithering passed their legs and up to wind herself around Harry's shoulders.
*My apologies*
*Hmph!* Nagini shrunk herself down and curled herself under Harry's collar.
"This is a…it is a whole flat," Richard laughed as Damian tugged Nathaniel into the room and then the others followed. They moved through what was the living room, and Harry smiled happily as he watched his mates running into the kitchen, then into one of the bedrooms, then the other, and then into the bathrooms.
"It is amazing!" Jason kissed Harry on the way past before running off to look around again.
"This is amazing, I can't believe this is up here! I can't believe that this is what it is up here when it looked like it did from the outside!" Richard laughed, turning in a circle.
"It is like the Tardis!" Stephen nodded.
"Tardis?" Harry asked.
"You don't know what the Tardis is? From TV?" Rafael asked, they all turned to find the Wizards exchanging confused looks.
"But…but…you're British!" Stephen said, confused.
"We have a habit of blowing up TVs in the wrong situations, we don't tend to have them," Sirius shrugged.
"We're watching it," Jason said firmly.
"It moved outside, but it has grown so much inside!" Nathaniel spun around.
"This is your room," Harry led Damian to one of the bedrooms, leading him through the door.
"I am looking forward to moving in," Damian smiled a little while looking around the room.
"We can do that today if you want," Harry said softly.
"What?" Damian blinked at him.
"I have the furniture for your bedroom, the basics for what you need, and I can transfigure it to your style and how you want it," Harry said.
"But, it will be your first night here, in your proper home," Damian frowned, he ran his fingers through his long red hair looking to the side, "I thought that it would be another a week or so, to give you time,"
"It wouldn't be home then," Harry said, "the whole point of this was for us to have a home set up for us all,"
"Oh right…" Damian looked out the window.
"Shall we go get your things from the Circus?" Harry smiled.
"...I would like that," Damian said softly.
"Right, come on then," Harry said walking into the living room.
"Harry," Jason wrapped his arms around Harry's shoulders and pulled him in for a kiss.
"Damian and I are going to get his things, and I thought you guys would want to sort through this," Harry said, pulling a couple of bags out from beside the bed.
"But you…" Stephen looked into the bags.
"I went and got everything, you guys can start putting things out while we get Damian's things," Harry smiled as his mates started pulling out the furniture that they had bought from the antique store, all neatly shrunk down.
"We can go with Damian," Severus said softly.
"No, it needs to be me," Harry smiled. "Can you unshrink things for them?"
"Of course, we can," Remus nodded, kissing Harry's cheek.
"We will be back soon," Harry said, moving to take Damian's hand.
"But what about here?" Nathaniel said thoughtfully.
"Oh, I like it there!" Stephen nodded.
"Do you want us to shrin…" Severus started to say and then laughed when Stephen and Nathaniel just picked up the heavy dresser and moved it over as though it was the weight of the feather.
They all turned around when Harry popped back into the living room with Damian, Damian holding a bag in his hand, and on Harry's other side stood Jean-Claude and Asher.
"Well, this is impressive!" Jean-Claude said, looking around.
"Why am I seeing more of you now that we are not bonded than I did before?" Richard chuckled.
"Mon Emeraulde is doing too many interesting things, it has been a while since we have seen wizard space," Asher smiled softly.
"You can help get the furniture in place," Harry said casually walking a little away.
"You have magic," Asher blinked.
"These leather pants are not designed for furniture moving!" Jean-Claude protested.
"Start with that," Harry pointed to the table.
"But…"
"My mates will tell you where it needs to go," Harry said calmly, taking Damian's hand and pulling him into his room. "Now tell me what it is you want, and Nathaniel will snitch if it is something that you're not really happy with,"
"I will!" Nathaniel nodded when Damian looked at him wide eyed.
"Kitchen is done!" Sirius bounced into the room.
"We have everything in place," Remus nodded.
"Where do you want this?" Severus asked Jason, holding up the tiny sofa.
"Right here please," Nathaniel said shyly.
"Here?" Severus put it down and unshrunk it.
"Perfect!" Nathaniel nodded enthusiastically.
Harry smiled as he turned from the main room and watched Damian unpacking his things, though he kept looking around the room with something Harry could only call relief in his eyes.
He started transfiguring the bed into what Damian had, somewhat reluctantly admitting he wanted, he smiled even as his mind turned to the issue at the back of everyone's mind.
There was a shadow lingering over his growing family, and one that he wouldn't allow to linger for much longer and impinge on their happiness.
He started when Damian's hand fell on his shoulder and he turned to meet his bright green eyes. The vampire was looking at him with understanding as he squeezed Harry's shoulder. Harry smiled a little and reached up to grip Damian's hand.