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Harry couldn’t have focused on the Professor if his life depended on it. Thankfully the chances of that being the case had lowered drastically with the defeat of Voldemort and the ministry cracking down on those who had aligned themselves with the Dark Tosser. Unfortunately, even with Hermione trying to drag his attention back to the class, it just was not something that he was interested in. Seriously after the war did it really surprise anyone that he was bored out of his mind in Defense Against the Dark Arts? There wasn’t a single spell on the curriculum for this class that he hadn’t already learned and performed under much more dangerous situations than a classroom.
Seeing as he could pass this class with his eyes closed, he allowed his mind to drift back to last night and the Omega he had encountered. There was something about the Omega that was bothering him; he felt as if he should know the scent, granted the spells in that corridor were designed to obscure the omegas within to “protect” their identity there was just something about the Omega that wouldn’t let him rest. He wasn’t quite ready to admit it to anyone, but he was eagerly anticipating nightfall. He was unable to prevent himself from peering at the Omega in class, wondering if they were the Omega who had captured his attention so completely. The females were quickly discarded. A sigh escaped his lips as he wished desperately for the class to be over so that he could try to distract himself from the thoughts that kept spinning around his head all seeming to be centered on the mysterious Omega.
When class ended, he had parted ways with Hermione and Ron telling them he would meet them in the Great Hall. Intending only to be gone for a few moments Harry frowned when he heard cries coming from further down the corridor. Chuckling internally as he realized maybe Hermione had a point about his saving people thing as he didn’t even contemplate searching for a professor as he went to investigate. When he turned the corner, he was suddenly overwhelmed with the scent of a distressed omega and cruel laughter. It took him seconds to realize what was going on, his wand appeared in his hand and firing the first spell almost before he had fully accessed the situation, his reflexes honed from the war meant that the offenders had barely had time to realize they were under attack before he had them bound and gagged. His cold emerald eyes glanced across the four alpha boys in Gryffindor colors causing him to curl his lip in disgust before turning his attention to the victim of their attack and felt his blood heat up as he recognized the scent, and the blonde hair and pale skin were unmistakable.
A frown crossed his face as he looked down at Malfoy, had he always looked that small? Merlin, how had he fought against him all those years if he had always looked that fragile? A snarl slipped past his lips as he took in the shattered look Malfoy was sporting as he clutched desperately at the taters of his robes. Realizing that two of the Alpha’s had their pants down and the overwhelming scent of fresh spilt seed and blood almost had him dragging his own claws through the offenders. “Fucking disgusting” he spat aimed at the alphas, but then he heard Malfoy whimper and watched as he tried to scramble back desperate to put distance between himself and the angered Alpha. This caused him to realize things were worse than he thought. For Malfoy to not be spitting some sort of insult at him wasn’t normal.
It seemed that his cloth was getting some unconventional use recently he thought, as he knelt beside Malfoy and started to clean him off in a crude parody of the previous night, speaking softly so as not to startle the already frightened Omega. “Shh Malfoy, it’s ok. Come on let’s get you cleaned up and to Madam Pomphrey. How does that sound?” He asked, keeping his voice soft as he wiped the blood and semen away, fighting to keep the frown off his face.
“No! You Can’t! I’m fine!” Surprisingly Malfoy seemed to respond with something besides whimpers and tears as he panicked trying to get away from Harry desperately. Why would he not want to be taken to Pomphrey?
Not wanting to cause the Omega any further stress, but not willing to not get him looked at Harry frowned trying to think of a compromise. “Alright, I won’t take you to Pomphrey. How about Snape? Would that be ok?” Harry would have chuckled at the irony of him willingly seeking out the Head of Slytherin if it wasn’t for the situation. Watching the wide silver eyes seem to calm minutely he decided to take that as permission as it was obvious that Malfoy was in no condition to have a coherent conversation as after Harry finished cleaning as much as he could without touching areas that could likely have Lucius Malfoy coming after him for “soiling” his property.
Noting the state of Malfoy’s robes, and the fact they left very little to the imagination he shrugged out of his own robes and wrapped them around Malfoy a soft smile making an appearance as the distressed Omega snuggled into the cloth. Had Malfoy always been that cute? Cute? Malfoy? Shaking his head as he must be more tired than he thought if he was thinking that Malfoy was cute. Casting an overpowered sticking charm to ensure even if someone did stumble across them, they were not going anywhere; Harry gently scooped Malfoy into his arms where the Omega confirmed his suspicion that he had lost himself to his instincts when he turned his face into Harry’s chest and nuzzled against him letting out little enticing whines and whimpers that went straight to his already very interested cock.
‘Stop what you’re thinking right now, Harry. There is no way in hell Malfoy would want to be your Omega. He is just vulnerable and acting on his instincts. In fact, after he comes back to his sense, he will probably call me everything under the sun and threaten to tell his father about my inappropriate behavior’ Harry chided himself. However, he couldn’t prevent the contented growl that rumbled in his chest as he approached Snape’s quarters.
Now that was something else that had changed, with the end of the war. Severus had survived the attack by Nagini. Barely, but it counted. After the final battle when Harry had snuck away from the celebrations, he had returned to the Shrieking Shack wishing to retrieve Severus’s body to at least lay him to rest as the man deserved that at the very least. Finding the Slytherin still breathing but faintly he had rushed Severus to Pomphrey who had gone to work immediately. They had almost lost him so many times before dawn broke that when he was finally stabilized, they had all breathed a collective sigh of relief. The relationship between the two had improved greatly, well to those who knew the two well could tell that it had to but to those outside of their trusted circle; it still appeared as if the two could barely stand to be in the presence of the other.
When Harry used his foot to kick the door loudly, he was drawn from his thoughts when the Omega in his arms gasped and started to struggle at the loud noise. “It’s ok Malfoy, Just trying to get Snape’s attention since he oh so brilliantly decided not to have a portrait installed” he spoke softly though the sarcasm was defiantly thick in his voice as the door opened to reveal the aforementioned Slytherin.
“Mister Potter, some people prefer the simpler things in life, like not having a portrait disturbing their incredibly delicate brewing process whenever some student felt they just have to have my undivided attention. Something I’m sure someone of your intelligence would never understand. Shouldn’t you be in the Great Hall basking in the adoration of your adoring public?” Severus asked his eyebrow raised before his eyes caught sight of his Godson encased in the Saviors arms covered in the Alpha’s robes “What happened?” he asked his voice sharp as he tried to remove Malfoy from Harry’s arms only for Draco to struggle violently and cling even tighter to Harry. The latter just looked sheepishly at his Professor.
“Sorry Professor, I came across some Alpha students attacking Malfoy, and he freaked out when I suggested going to Madam Pomphrey, but he needs someone to look over him and make sure he’s alright. We both know I am not the best person with healing spells. So, you were the only other option” Harry said as he followed the Professor into his quarters.
“Put him down on the sofa; I do hope you didn’t just let them wander off. This is a serious breach of etiquette. Omega’s are off-limits unless they are participating on the wall, or the Alpha has a claim to the Omega. Seeing as I have not been informed of any change in Mister Malfoy’s status, I am led to believe this was an unsanctioned attack on Lord Malfoy’s Property.”
Harry gave Severus a look to ask just how stupid he thought he was. “Oh, I don’t think they are going anywhere any time soon. At least not without either overpowering my sticking charm or leaving behind a few vital pieces of anatomy. I do hope they try” Harry smirked viciously as he was finally able to untangle himself from Malfoy’s grip. He was secretly impressed with the strength it took to remove the Omega from his person. It seems Malfoy was an unusual omega, with that kind of strength. Omega were supposed to be the weaker sex, incapable of resisting an Alpha but the way Malfoy had always fought against him and the blood under his claws told a different story.
Severus just raised an eyebrow at his comment as if impressed by the anger he heard on the behalf of his Godson. As he set to work forcing a distraught Omega to down potions. He silently noted the fact that Draco seemed to calm down when Harry had reached out to gently stroke his hair. Looking at Harry, it was obvious the Alpha’s mind was elsewhere, and his hand was acting of its own accord.
“If you would not mind, please inform Lord Malfoy if he wishes to press charges against those who damaged his omega son, I would be willing to testify.”
“I would have thought you would be congratulating the offenders not offering to testify against them” Severus spoke, the tone causing Harry to pause as his hand stilled for a moment as he turned his attention to Severus.
“Nobody deserves to be treated like that, regardless of the fact he is an omega. There are procedures in place for approaching an unmated omega with the intent to court, just as there are procedures for an omega to request an alpha claim them. Though I would hope that Lord Malfoy would have better sense than to waste such a valuable piece on such weak alphas” Harry sneered as he went back to carding his fingers through the blonde hair when Draco whimpered. “Shh I’m right here, silly boy can you let Professor Snape finish cleaning you up and heal you for me? Can you do that?” he asked his voice which had seconds before been cold softened as he spoke to Malfoy. Severus had expected Draco to baulk but was surprised when Draco immediately stilled.
“He dropped hard; I don’t think he even realizes it’s me,” Harry said softly his attention returning back to Severus once Malfoy had calmed down. “Actually, I’m pretty positive he doesn’t realize it’s me or he would be more likely to bite my hand than nuzzle into it,” he said with a laugh.
“Some would say he deserves it” Severus presented the question as a statement causing Harry to snort.
“And that’s the problem! Thinking like that is only going to make it easier for the next Dark Lord! And they would be wrong.”
“He’s an omega; some would argue that he’s going to spread his legs anyway why should they wait?”
“And people like that should never own an Omega. I just don’t understand that mindset. Omega’s aren’t exactly abundant as it is, they have breeding stables populated with Omega for whatever reason because Omega have the highest fertility rate, especially when paired with a strong alpha. You would think that Omega would be worth more what with birthrates the way they are currently. I’m not saying they should be treated like glass or anything, but does it really hurt anyone to take care of them?” Harry asked unknowingly making the same points that the Pureblood families had been making for decades.
“There might just be hope for you yet Potter.”
Harry probably should have been offended by that statement but something in the other Alpha’s tone made him question if it was actually meant as an insult. He might have continued the conversation if it wasn’t for the fact that Malfoy tensed under his hand and when he looked down he was confronted with wide startled silver eyes, the fear directed at him caused something in his heart to clench as he untangled his hand from the omega’s hair. Harry couldn’t keep the grin off his face when Draco’s cheeks flushed scarlet when the action caused an unconscious whine to escape him as the omega tried to follow his hand before catching himself and looking away his cheeks flushed causing the problem from before to come back with vengeance. It should be illegal for Malfoy to look as good as he did with his cheeks flushed and hair dishevelled.
“Well since Malfoy seems to be doing alright I’m going to go ahead and head to lunch before someone sends a search party thinking I got lost or some other such nonsense,” Harry said as he went to stand only for Draco’s hand to reach out and grasp the front of his shirt tightly.
“Potter, I” the words were soft-spoken and for the first time, it seemed the Slytherin was incapable of looking him in the eye.
“Don’t worry about it Malfoy, We can go back to hating each other tomorrow, Even I’m not so cruel as to continue tormenting you today. Even if you do flush so prettily” he said with a grin, unable to resist teasing the omega who seemed to only flush further at the comment as he ducked his head. Today must have really unsettled him as he didn’t even try to retort. “Seriously, it’s fine. Just have the house elves bring my robe back when you're done with it” he said once more trying to leave only to get stopped again before he even made it across the room.
“Why” the soft, timid voice caused Harry to pause as he sighed. Seriously what was with him today. He should not be wanting to turn around and comfort the brat. This was the same boy who had made his school years hell! He should be indifferent at the very least if not vindictive and reminding him of everything he deserved. But while he enjoyed degrading the omega, he had fantasized was Malfoy the previous night, the omega just looked so broken he couldn’t bring himself to insult him.
“Look, I will be the first to admit I enjoy tormenting omega sexually, hell we all do. But what they did to you was wrong. They have no right to your body, your not theirs” he said a snarl slipping his control as he thought of any of those pathetic alpha’s owning the omega. The thought alone caused him to frown, something he was not going to dwell on. What did he care if Malfoy belonged to someone else? Another Alpha getting to see those tear-filled silver eyes as they worked him over until he was begging, for mercy or for his alpha to continue though neither would know. Another Alpha turning that beautiful pale skin scarlet, making it flush under his hand, his paddle, his cane. FUCK! His nostrils flared as he visibly fought down the arousal that sprung up at the thought of Draco thoroughly debauched while also countering the anger at the thought of another touching him.
‘Alright time to leave Harry, you’re starting to lose it and there is no way they both can’t tell that you just got incredibly aroused. Time to go!’ Harry thought to himself. Harry took a few seconds to try to compose himself, leaning against the cold stone wall hoping that it would help him cool down.
“So just because I don’t wear their collar its wrong. But what if I did! All you Alpha are the same. It’s perfectly fine to abuse us and give us nothing in return! We have feelings too!” Draco seemed to only get louder as he got in Harry’s face yelling by the end.
A snarl ripped from Harry’s throat as he turned to pin Draco against the wall that he had been leaning against just seconds before. The impact of his back against the wall caused Draco to let out a gasp of pain. Softening his grip unconsciously Harry pressed his face forward until their foreheads were touching as he hissed out. “Are you telling me you don’t like when and Alpha pins you against the nearest hard surface and shows you just how dominating he can be? Don’t bother lying, I can smell your arousal. You’re practically begging me to take you right here. Would you like that you little brat? Spread open as I take you no preparation as mouthy brats don’t deserve that kindness. Maybe I would spank you first, that beautiful arse of yours would look beautiful stained red from my hand. Look at you, you’re already dripping! Does that excite you, you little slut? Do you want me to take you right here in front of your Godfather?” Harry snarled his voice a seductive whisper as he stared into the lust-filled silver eyes of the omega pinned between his body. His knee was pressed up against Draco’s hardness which he used to his advantage as he ground his knee against the hardened flesh.
“So hard for me already, I bet if I bent you over you would spread so prettily for me” he spoke in harsh heated tones. His own arousal only increasing when Draco moaned and tried to press against him “Potter-I” Draco struggled to say something, but Harry wasn’t listening as he physically yanked himself away from the omega.
“But I’m not like those other alphas, I can control myself no matter how pretty you are. Don’t compare me to such pathetic specimens.” He spat cruelly before straightening his clothes and turning away from the panting omega who seemed dazed. “I apologize, Professor, please pass on my offer to Lord Malfoy as well as my apologies for overstepping. This should cover it” He said tossing a bag of coins at Severus before he turned and strode out of the room. Leaving behind a confused Alpha and a disappointed Omega.