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Title: Never be Normal
Authors: Duochan-the-mpregfan and Black Kitten
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: 1 of we don't know
Pairings: Will become obvious later.
Archives: Will be posted on ff.net by Duochan-the-mpregfan as the edited version for those who do not wish to read the lemon scenes.
Warnings: Veela!Draco, Vampire!Severus, Fae!Harry, mpreg, dominance/submission, control use and whatever else we two demented authoress' decide to come up with.
Summary: Life seems to be okay, but when you find out you have to mate, it only gets stranger. Isn't a person meant to only have one mate? What does it mean when you've got two? What do you do when only one is the submissive? Well, three people are to find out soon.

Chapter 1

He was starting to be driven mad. It was a month into the school year and he wanted to go and pounce the submissive he had been waiting the majority of his life for. He had been able to ignore the other that was a dominate, but that was the problem, he was a dominate. He couldn't ignore the submissive forever. He paced the space of his room, trying to control himself. The other boy had pushed the submissive match that was apparently to be shared between them away. The pacing man was Severus Snape, and he was obsessing over on Harry Potter, part Fae. Being a Fae made him submissive and it was apparently the perfect match with Severus' vampire half. He wanted to go and take the boy, but there couldn't seem to be any good reason for him to do so.

He had to come up with a way for him to get Harry Potter to him, but how was the question. He paced his room once again, he held his head high and took a deep breath, and there it was Harry's scent. It was intoxicating to his vampire half. Since becoming a Fae Harry had become beautiful. He had watched the young man as he had taken his first flight; his wings were jade green with splashes of royal blue and lavender. He knew that the lavender was the color of his own aura; the royal blue belonged to Draco. The wings were beautiful, they shimmered in the sun. Severus shook his head; he could not think about that at the moment, he needed a plan to seduce Harry.

He could still catch the scent, it was getting nearer to his door and he had to wonder why it was coming towards him. There should have been no way that the scent would come nearer. He had to wonder if there was a reason that the boy would be coming closer to his room. Severus took several breaths, letting the scent waft over him. He was so tired of fighting his vampire nature and was going to give in, however it was meant to happen. A sudden knock on his door brought Severus' attention straight to it. He took slow and careful steps, gliding like always. He thanked that to being a vampire. His long pale fingers reached out and gripped the doorknob. He had to take another breath when he threw the door open. In front of him he saw Harry. The boy was still short compared to him and Draco; Harry would never be all that tall because of his submissive end. His hair was waist length and had a shine to it that was unnatural towards humans. Severus looked at Harry. "Why Mr. Potter, what brings you to my humble housing?"

Harry looked up into the dark onyx eyes of Severus Snape. Blinking several times, he stuttered, "P...Professor." Harry was confused; he was walking past the entrance of the dungeons while he went for a nighttime walk to clear his head before he went to sleep. He had caught a scent that called to the submissive inside of him and followed it. He at first had thought the scent had belonged to Draco, but it was different. He knew it belonged to his potions professor but he had thought the older wizard didn't want him, as he had made no advances towards the Fae wizard. Draco had done the same and told him to go away; it had hurt Harry to be rejected by a dominant.

Severus smiled at him. He moved aside and let Harry into the room. "Come in Mr. Potter. Come right on in." His voice took on a suggestive quality. Harry walked in, like he was in a trance. His submissive self was yelling at him to listen, though he logically knew that something was slightly off. Harry knew why he was like this. He knew his submissiveness was being called by Severus' dominance. He was in the room and heard the door closed. Harry spun around, looking straight at Severus. Severus was just leaning against the door. His teacher looked incredibly sex as his robe was slipping off of his shoulder, revealing the silk green shirt underneath the very robe.

Harry slowly walked towards the dominant wizard. His hand came up and touched Severus' cheek; he gently caressed the pale face, as he looked the man in the eyes. "Not Mr. Potter now, it's Harry," he whispered softly as he removed his hand and placed his head onto Severus' chest, hearing the frantic beating from his heart. Somewhere in his hazy mind he knew it was because the half vampire was calling for his submissive mate. "Do you want me Sir?" He breathed as he smiled at the beating heart below his ear.

Severus' hands came up and circled the young Fae. Harry felt a kiss being laid upon his head. "My heart beats for you and no one else," he said as he lifted Harry's head and kissed the soft and yielding lips. Harry brought his arms up around the Potions Master as he leaned into the kiss. They broke apart. Harry looked up once again, his trance like state now gone as the pheromones had changed when the two had kissed, sealing their relationship.

Harry just couldn't fight it any longer. He let himself be picked up by Severus and taken into the adjoining bedroom. Severus' room was done in neutral colours; the bed had lavender sheets on it. Harry's eyes drifted over to the sheets and he noticed that they fit Severus' aura. As a Fae he could see the auras of his mates. He just let Severus gently place him on the bed. Severus smiled at him and Harry could see that the man wasn't as bad looking as he normally let people think. His teeth weren't really yellow, but it was obvious that his eye teeth were pointed into fangs.

Severus leaned over Harry, placing himself to where he was on all fours over the boy. He chuckled deeply at him and lifted a hand, trailing it down Harry's side. The boy could feel the contact through his clothes, but it wasn't until Severus' cool hand went under his overly large shirt that he really noticed it. He shivered at the cool contact and wasn't sure about what was going on. His emerald eyes that were like any Fae's, a beautiful jewel quality, and they looked right at Severus' own onyx ones. Severus breathed Harry's cinnamon and orange scent in. It was enough to drive him into action, but he was determined to make this pleasant for the boy. "You need better clothing." He sat up and sat on Harry's knees. Taking the shirt in his hands, he ripped it right off of Harry's body. He threw the ripped remnants of the shirt over into a corner and took in the site of Harry's slim figure. He could see all the feminine features the boy had.

Severus leaned in and gently kissed the place where Harry's heart laid, beating rhythmically below the delicate skin. He moved up the lithe effeminate body beneath him, kissing as he went. He suckled on the neck as he felt the pulse of Harry's life blood. He pulled of Harry's trousers and boxers quickly getting rid of them by throwing them into the same corner as the tattered shirt, Harry's shoes and sock joined the pile. Severus moved back so he could see his submissive partner in all his glory. He trailed his hands from slim shoulders and chest, he brushed Harry's feminine hips, and down pale legs. He looked up into the jeweled colored eyes, he smiled, his fangs gleaming in the soft light of the room. Harry would soon belong to him.

Harry shivered as Severus' hand came close to his groin, barely brushing the sensitive skin. Severus kissed the neck once more. He knew that in bonding himself to Harry, he would have to bite Harry's neck, but he wasn't sure if the boy knew it. He looked at Harry. "You do know that by doing this, I have to bite you, right?" Harry just nodded. He was lost in the trance of what Severus was doing to him. Severus smiled even more and buried his face into Harry's neck, nudging it. Harry instinctively bent his neck to the side revealing a long expanse of creamy flesh. Severus took in the scent once more before he sunk his fangs into Harry's neck. The boy let out a gasp as his body shuddered at the feeling that gave off. Severus chuckled deep in his throat. A vampire's bite was always sexual and he knew that the bite had made Harry hard. If he stayed there any longer, he would cause the boy to break out in an orgasm. He drank a little blood from Harry's neck, pulling back after a moment. He then bit his wrist and held it out for Harry. "Drink, it will make things all the better." He moved up to where he was positioned right at Harry's groin. Somewhere in all that time, Severus' robe had disappeared and he was just in his silk green shirt and black slacks.

Harry gently suckled at the bleeding wrist, the warm metallic taste filling his mouth and sliding down his throat. Severus removed his wrist from a protesting Harry. He felt out of control now. Severus leaned in and kissed Harry hard on the mouth, he tasted his own blood on those soft lips. With speed Severus didn't know the young Fae possessed he found himself on his back looking up into the eyes of a lust filled Fae wizard. Harry brought slim hands to the buttons on Severus silk shirt and started to undo the small fiddly buttons. Each time a new part was reveled he lent down and kissed the intoxicating skin. The shirt was soon undone and being peeled off as Severus sat up on the bed and wrapped his now bare arms around the slim and naked waist.

He pulled Harry onto him and kissed him, licking the boy's lips for entrance. Harry was startled a bit, but he opened up. Severus' tongue began to explore the younger man's mouth and he forced Harry's tongue to dance as the boy's own hands snaked down to Severus' trousers. He got the button and zipper undone and tried to get them off of Severus. The problem was that Severus was sitting down. Severus pulled back and looked at where Harry's hands were. "Eager, are we?" He then moved with his own speed and flipped Harry back onto his back. He was kneeling above Harry and slid his pants off, grabbing hold of the top of his boxers and sliding them down in the process. He smiled at Harry and shifted a bit, getting his own pants and boxers off. His cock stood at attention. He was turned on by Harry and this only made the boy smile.

He slid down a bit and wandlessly summoned a bottle of oil into his hand. He stuck his fingers in the oil and rubbed them a bit. He then carefully ran his fingers around Harry's puckered entrance and smiled. He could feel the shiver this caused in Harry. He slid one finger in, slowly sliding it in and out. He was hitting the special spot that made Harry gasp. He kept hitting Harry's prostate, drawing more moans from the Fae. He slowly slid another oiled finger in and began to scissor Harry's entrance. Harry was shuddering horribly, trying hard not to scream out. He wanted to scream loudly at what Severus was doing to him. Severus pushed himself up slightly and kissed Severus' stomach. Severus slid in a third finger and smiled as Harry screamed at that one. He was hitting his spot just right.

Severus continued to stretch Harry, he moaned as he thought of sliding into the warm heat of Harry's tight passage. He thrust his fingers deep into Harry enticing a guttural scream from the young man as he hit the sweet spot once again. He leaned down and teasingly licked Harry's erection. "Please?" came a throaty, begging plea. Harry bucked his hips as Severus teased him again as he licked his erection and hit the sweet spot as the same time. "Please sir?" He begged again. Severus removed his fingers from Harry's entrance. Harry moaned in disappointment as he felt them leave him. Severus dipped his fingers into the jar of oil once again and then stroked his own erection, coating it in the slippery liquid.

He moved slowly into position at Harry's entrance. He brought one hand to Harry's face stroking it softly as he leaned down for a kiss. His other snaked between the close bodies and gently grasped Harry's leaking erection. Slowly and torturously he pumped Harry as he entered the young Fae. Harry moaned as he felt Severus enter into him slowly and stroked him. Soon he was seated deep; Severus pulled out slowly and pushed in quickly hitting that special spot within Harry. Soon Severus had set a rhythm to their ancient dance of mating.

He was moving in and out in his rhythm. Harry's own hips were moving with him, moaning in pleasure as Severus kept hitting his sweet spot, pumping his erection. He didn't know how he was going to hold out. Everything he felt was something he had never felt before. Never before had he envisioned such a thing to happen to him in all of his life. He was panting, his breath coming in quick gasps. He didn't know how much longer he could hold out. Severus was moving faster and faster, slamming into him almost every second. Harry's hands were on Severus' arms and he was gripping them tightly, his nails biting into the flesh of the vampire's arms.

Severus felt the bite and it only made him hotter. He kept his actions up, but it was almost too much for him. Harry had reached his own climax and came between him and Severus. The tightening of Harry's passage caused Severus to also come inside of Harry. He collapsed on top of the boy, slowly pulling out after a moment. Harry let out a little mewl of displeasure at Severus leaving him. The only difference was that Severus moved to the side of Harry and pulled him close. He waved his hand and cleaned Harry's semen off of the two of them. Severus propped himself up and kissed Harry's cheek.

Harry's breathing slowly evened out as he came down from the height of his orgasm. He rolled onto his side to face his new lover and softly kissed the inviting lips in front of him. Severus stroked a bare hip as they kissed a few more times. Severus breathed in deep taking in Harry's rich scent. He sniffed the air around Harry again. The scent has changed, it was a subtle change, but it was there. He moved his hand to Harry's flat stomach and opened his vampiric senses wide. He smiled as he sensed the joyful creation of new life within the cavity.

Only part of their bond had taken place. They needed Draco to complete the bond between them all. Harry tilted his head as he sniffed the air around them. He noted a change around them; he dismissed it as the newly formed bond between the two. Severus smiled at Harry, seeing the sniff and the dismissal for what it actually was, he knew the young wizard would not recognize the smell and he did not want to ruin the surprise later. He then smirked as he gave a quick thought to Draco. The young Veela would be able to sense the bond that had now formed between himself and Harry. He wondered if the young Veela would finally join them and complete the bond with himself and Harry.

The Next Day, Great Hall

Harry had left early at Severus' request and was sitting at the Gryffindor table with all his friends. He was talking with them happily and he smiled as Hermione and Ron were talking to him. Neither of them had noticed his absence the previous night, as they had gone to bed before he had left the tower. Now he sat there. He was getting some odd looks from others, as he was quite hungry. Ever since he came into his Fae inheritance, he had been eating more, not that he ever appeared to gain a single pound from it. The thing that made them stare was the fact that Harry was eating quite a bit more food than had grown common for him. He ignored their stares in favour of his food. He was famished, though he didn't have a clue why.

Harry stopped eating for a moment as soon as he sensed Severus entered the Great Hall. Severus sat down at the head table and smiled clandestinely at the young man. He noted the amount of food that was piled on Harry's plate. He smirked to himself as he thought of the reason he was eating much more than he usually did. He watched as Harry turned back to his food and began to eat in earnest, as though he had not eaten in days. Severus looked around the room as he began to eat himself. He saw people watching the young Fae wizard eat, and others that ignored the Boy-Who-Lived. His eyes came to rest on a blonde Slytherin, Draco Malfoy.

Draco had been able to sense the partially completed bond between Severus and Harry almost as soon as Severus had entered the room. His silver eyes were narrowed dangerously at Severus. He had believed that the older man would have had the control to not do such a thing. He turned his attention away from Severus and looked at Harry. He had noticed the amount of food the boy was eating and was curious about it. It wasn't normal for him to eat so much food, yet there seemed to be a slight problem with this little factoid. He just continued to watch Harry, trying to see if he could sense anything off. The problem was that, since he was trying to ignore his Veela half, he wasn't able to really sense anything. He shook his head and looked back to his own food, telling himself that it wasn't worth his time to pay attention to Harry's strange eating habits.

Harry felt the eyes on him, and these did not belong to Severus. He titled his head as he sent out his senses in search of the cold eyes that bored into his back...It was Draco, the last part of the bond that had been started with Severus last night flared slightly and then disappeared along with the cold eyes that were once on him. Harry blushed as he thought about what he had done last night. It was his first time with someone in that way. He shook his head and carried on eating what was left on his plate. He felt the need to go for a fly before he went to his classes. The winds called to him for some reason. He finished his breakfast and got up from the table he shook his head saying no to Hermione and Ron when they made to get up and follow him. He looked up to the table and smiled at Severus and shrugged his shoulder showing that he wanted to spread his wings for a while.

Severus watched Harry walk out of the hall. He then looked at Draco and watched the boy glare at him. He finished the last of his food and stood up. He walked out of the hall as well and walked down to the Quidditch pitch. By the time he reached it, Harry had already unsheathed his wings and was flying around the pitch. His wings were flapping every now and then. He could see that the splashes of lavender were brighter on his wings then previously; he figured that it had something to do with their bonding. He enjoyed watching the boy fly. Like for Harry, it was freeing in a way for him as well.

Draco sat there watching Harry and then Severus leave the Great Hall, glaring as they did so. He knew how far they had gone already in their bonding. The part where he belonged was pulling at him; the only way to quench it for awhile was to see them. He just hoped the newly bonded pair wouldn't sense him. He got up from his place at the Slytherin table and followed Severus out into the fresh air and towards the Quidditch Pitch. He stopped a good distance away and felt the pull go slack as he saw Severus look up into the skies above the pitch. He looked up and saw Harry flying; he smiled unwillingly as he saw the beautiful wings flapping occasionally to keep the submissive Fae in the air. He saw the bright jade green, the royal blue that showed to him that he was part of the bond whether or not he liked it. The lavender that belonged to Severus was now brighter than before, showing to all the completion of that part of the bond. At the top of the wings he could now see some red; he knew it was not another belonging to the three-way bond. Draco's eyes went wide, that only left one thing. A child.

Draco couldn't believe what he saw when he saw the red colour. He consciously knew that there shouldn't be any children, not unless the Fae was in a fertile moment. He looked away from Harry and down at Severus. Severus was still watching Harry; he knew that Draco was there. Draco blinked several times. Draco had been taught about vampires and knew that Severus would know that Harry was pregnant the moment of conception. He had to wonder if he chose that time of fertility to make sure that it happened. That was going to be a problem for Draco. He knew that if he didn't bond with them before Harry had the child, there was a chance that he would be driven mad. He wanted to keep it at bay as much as possible, but that didn't appear to be happening.

Harry saw Severus down on the ground, watching him as he flew around the Quidditch Pitch. He felt free at the moment as he let another warm updraft take him even higher into the welcoming sky. He looked around the grounds and saw Draco watching him as well. He smiled slightly to himself; he wanted Draco to join both Severus and himself. He needed them both to make him feel whole. He closed his eyes in bliss as he glided on the updrafts, letting the gentle cares of the breeze soothe something unknown inside of him. He opened his eyes once again looking towards the castle. Red and gold came flying towards him, Fawkes. The phoenix flew along side him singing softly in reverence of the young Fae and what he unknowingly carried within him.

A/N: The vampire and Fae of our use in this fic are edited to a means in which we wish to make them work. So please understand that it's not the typical version. If you would prefer to have to not jump through the sex scenes, there is another version posted under Duochan-the-mpregfan without those scenes on fanfiction. Please leave reviews, they are greatly appreciated. We have spent almost a year writing this, and it is finished, though it is being edited at the moment, so we will be posting a chapter once a week, hopefully.