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Chapter One
Draco stared out the window of his carriage in anticipation. This was finally it! Ever since Draco was a young child he had dreamed of the Aphro festival and finding his mate. When he had presented as an Omega at age 14, the dreams of his mate had started. Of course in his dreams he never saw the face of his mate; only the smell of his mate remained in the morning when Draco awoke. Draco knew he would recognize the smell anywhere; it smelled of rain and fire. Draco was a strong Fae and therefore had a deep connection to the earth and he suspected his mate was a were-creature. Draco had recently had a dream where his mate was naked fighting another large man, the brutality of it was exhilarating and frightening. He had not met many were creatures but they had all been omegas or betas. Draco had heard rumors of the current Alpha Prime’s son being the most dominant Alpha to be born in over 200years. Draco shivered at the thought of that.
Alpha pheromones were potent enough as it was and as an Omega he was overwhelmingly sensitive, more so than most. His mother said it was because of his Fae abilities which were based in the element water. Because of this Draco was more Intune with the emotions and energies of those around him. Draco had only ever been exposed to a few dominants- mostly his parents and other family. Omegas were placed with other omegas in school and training after their presentation. The separation was to protect the young omegas from becoming overwhelmed and so Alphas could learn without distraction. Betas were free to learn and train in whatever they want. Draco had chosen to train as a healer given his elemental gift. Water was naturally healing and aided him in his work.
A sharp tap on the carriage door brought Draco back to focus on the surroundings. He gasped as the brilliance of the Hogwarts Valley came into focus. Thousands of tents had been erected and Draco could feel the excitement and anticipation from his seat. He could smell the delicious scents of meats cooking and hear voices singing. The Aphro festival brought out every creature and their families to celebrate. Draco had attended once as a child before he presented when his distant cousin Fleur found her mate. Fleur was a Veela and her mate Bill was a dragon shifter. Long ago there had been war between the species, led by a man named Voldemort who believed there should be a separation of the species.
When two creatures mate their child would only be born with the characteristics of one species or sometimes a strong hybrid of the two. Voldemort himself was the product of one such union; his mother was a shape shifter and his father was a vampire. Lore has it that Voldemort hated himself so much he vowed no creatures would mix bloodlines again. However, several prominent creature families (including his own) banded together and defeated him. A Potter was an Alpha Prime back then as well, a king in his own right of all the were-creatures. Draco wondered what Harry, the Alpha Prime-inherit looked like now. They had met as young children and Draco had been quite taken with the vivacious boy. Harry was several months older than Draco and almost double his size, even at age 8. He remembered Harry’s dark hair being a little shaggy because his mother Lily couldn’t get him to sit still. Draco smiled sadly, Lily had been killed during an attack from a rival Were family that sought to defeat the Alpha-Prime. Harry had survived and had been marked with a scar on his forehead where Lily placed a strong protection charm to save her child. Lily had been a witch and the coven had mourned her death dearly.
Draco was drawn from his thoughts by the door opening and the face of his best friend Pansy appearing. Pansy was a siren and it was very apparent in her current outfit. Pansy’s curvy body was clad in a skintight red dress to match her bright red lips. Pansy smiled at Draco and tossed her long dark hair over her shoulder.
“Day dreaming again darling?”
Draco blushed “No, just taking everything in….and maybe daydreaming a little.”
Pansy’s smile turned wicked “Imagining that big Alpha mate of yours swooping you into his arms and carrying you away to ravish you?”
Draco slapped at Pansy’s bottom. She was an Omega as well but relentlessly teased Draco for his consumption of Alpha/Omega romance novels.
“You’re a terrible wench. Your Alpha will have his hands full keeping up with you!”
Pansy winked at Draco “There is plenty for my Alpha’s hands to be full with” she gestured towards her ample bosom.
Draco laughed at his outrageous friend, “you are so naughty!”
Pansy laughed and linked arms with Draco as they began to walk towards the registration tent.
“Do you think you’ll find your mate at the Eros ceremony tonight?” She asked.
Draco thought for a moment. The ceremony was the kick-off to the festival and included a chosen Alpha and Omega to do the dance of Celia. The leader of the festival, a witch named Minerva would pick and Alpha and Omega whom she feels a strong energy from. These two are not always mates but it happens sometimes. They then must do the dance which included disrobing and making the marks of fertility on each other’s body with a clay paint. After that Minerva would say charms of fertility and good fortune. The horn would then be sounded and the Great Chase would begin. Omegas, Alphas, and Betas would run towards the forest where they would spend the night running, playing, chasing, and so he had heard (even kissing), anyone they feel a connection with.
“I don’t know Pans…Part of me wants to but I also would like to enjoy the festival a little!”
Once mates are found it was well-known that they would move to the tents sectioned off on the other side of the festival and not return until the last day. Draco blushed. He had his first heat at 16 and was given the Omega appropriate training regarding reproduction and sexual relations but he still felt woefully shy. In his Alpha/Omega novels the lovemaking was always tender and came after the couple knew each other. Draco had heard some of the palace staff discussing Alpha ruts and it had sounded harsh and intense. Draco was nervous at the thought of some large Alpha commanding him and owning his body.
“Mates enjoy the festival as well, just horizontally!” Pansy giggled at the look on his face. “Come on Dray, it’ll be fine. Once you find your mate you’ll understand the passion I’m talking about.”
Draco knew that Pansy had been kissed before and she told him of a few encounters with a Beta boy named Blaise in their village. Draco had never been kissed or even touched by another boy. He and Pansy had practiced kissing once but it had been a rather wet and awkward experience for the both of them. In some of Draco’s dreams about his mate the Alpha took him into his arms and would bring his lips close to Draco’s before the dream would end and he would wake up with his cock hard and slick flowing from his hole. Draco had a feeling Pansy was right.
They got to the registration table and Draco smiled at the curly-haired Nymph Hermione. She was two years older than Draco but one of the instructors at his Omega school. She was a sweet Beta and always answered Draco’s questions without judgement.
“Draco!” Hermione smiled and stood up from the table. Draco leaned over to hug her, leaving enough room for her large belly.
“Professor Hermione, it’s so good to see you. How are you feeling?” Hermione rubbed a hand on her belly while looking between Pansy and Draco.
“Draco, you know you can call me Hermione, I’m not your teacher anymore. I am feeling like a small house.” Draco, Pansy, and Hermione all laughed and turned as Hermione’s large mate appeared behind her.
“Hello love” he said as he kissed her cheek and tenderly rubbed her belly. The man looked up and smiled at Draco revealing two fangs. The vampire was very handsome with his red hair styled short on the sides long on the top, his blue eyes sparkled, and the sleeves of his shirt were rolled up to reveal muscular forearms. Draco blushed and looked down.
“Hello Ron, these are my former students Draco and Pansy and you can stop putting on the charm!” Hermione playfully smacked his arm.
Draco was feeling a little heated from Ron’s Alpha pheromones. Not that he was attracted to the man but they were strong and with his limited exposure to Alpha’s it felt like a lot.
Ron smiled down at his wife before and Draco felt the intensity of the pheromones start to wane.
“Sorry Mione, you know I get a little worked up seeing how beautiful you look. I want to make sure everyone knows you are mine.”
“I am carrying your child Ronald, of course they know I’m yours.” Hermione looked at them and rolled her eyes, but Draco felt the glow of her happiness and had a moment of envy. He looked down at Hermione’s belly and imagined himself swollen with child, cuddled in front of a fire with his mate.
“Draco!” Pansy waved a hand in front of his face. “Are you going to sign the registration?”
“Oh right” he stammered and picked up a pen to fill out the form.
He and Pansy turned their forms over to Hermione and picked up their identifying name badges. Draco’s was a green shaped acorn tag to symbolize he was Fae and had a red circle around his name indicating he was an Omega. The tags were only meant to be worn during the first dinner given the unlikelihood they would stay intact after the First Chase. Draco and Pansy stepped to the side of the table while they waited for their parents to make their way over from the carriage.
Lucius and Narcissa made a striking sight as they approached Draco. Draco’s mother was a nymph like Hermione and was tall and lithe. Unlike Draco’s pale hair his mother had dark tresses that flowed down her back. His mother’s blue eyes shown with pride as she approached them. Lucius walked slightly behind Narcissa but looked no less proud. Draco inherited all his features from his father. Lucius had pale hair like Draco, gray eyes, and a wicked sense of fashion. Draco however, was petite in comparison to his parents and only came up to his father’s shoulder. But to onlookers, it was obvious they were a family.
“My sweet child” his mother cooed and brought him in for a hug. Draco was comforted by her familiar Alpha pheromones. His father was an Alpha as well, and while they were able to have him, he was his parents only child given the rarity of an Alpha/Alpha union. Some were surprised when Draco presented as an Omega given his parentage but his parents didn’t care one bit and were insanely proud of their Omega son.
“Mama,” Draco replied as he hugged her back. “Hi papa” he said and smiled at his father from his mother’s embrace.
“Are you ready to go in?” Narcissa asked him.
He squeezed his mother one last time and nodded. “I think so.”
Narcissa planted a kiss on his head and stepped back to stand with his father. “Good luck, darling.”
His parents waved as Draco and Pansy headed for the entrance. Pansy’s parents went to stand next to his own. Families stayed in a separate section and participants could rejoin them after the first night or when the festival was over. Some people chose to participate in the first chase but not the rest. Draco didn’t understand why but some creatures chose to take their time to find a mate. Draco took a deep breath and reached out to clasp hands with Pansy. “Here we go.”
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Harry Potter stood at the edge of the tents and stared into the woods. His mate was at the festival he was sure of it. Harry heard footsteps approaching and turned to see his best friend Neville walking up to where Harry stood. Neville was a werewolf like Harry, but unlike Harry he was a Beta. Harry’s Alpha pheromones were the strongest in over 200yrs so forming friendships was not something his family thought would happen. Luckily for Harry, Neville was unbothered and the two became fast friends. Harry looked down at his friend and smirked. At well over six feet Harry looked down on pretty much everyone. He knew he appeared intimidating given his large muscular frame and often serious expression. Only those who were close to him got to see the sparkle in his green eyes and know his playful side.
“You look like you’re waiting for something.” Neville said looking up at Harry with his beautiful brown eyes. Harry had wished for a brief time that Neville was his mate. He was a beautiful man with soft brown hair, big brown eyes, and an incredibly fit body. Harry remembered when his friend presented as Beta and all the roundness of his face had been gone. Unfortunately, Neville preferred women and Harry, after he presented, was left aching with desire from dreams of an unknown blonde man.
“My mate Nev. I know he’s here. I can feel it.” Almost on cue Harry caught a scent on the breeze of jasmine and the salt of the ocean. His cocked hardened and began to throb. He closed his eyes and tried to locate the direction of the scent.
“Uh…Harry?” He heard Neville say.
Harry heard himself growl and when he opened his eyes the pupils had widened until his eyes looked black. “I smell him.” Harry said in a gravelly voice. Harry started to stalk in the direction of the tents when he felt Neville’s hands on his arm.
“Whoah buddy! You know you can’t go over to the Omega tents; you have to wait for first dinner.”
Harry felt his fangs lengthen and his claws extend. He growled in frustration, “mate” he uttered. Harry battled with his Alpha instincts for control. All he wanted was to search every tent until he found his mate and could take him away. Harry’s cock twitched as he pictured lavishing every inch of his beautiful mate.
“Harry!” He heard Neville say sharply. “Take some deep breaths man, you’re going all Prime on everyone.” Harry finally became aware of several Alphas in the vicinity bowing their heads in submission.
“Fuck,” he closed his eyes and attempted to reign in his unruly body. “Thanks Nev,” he said tiredly.
“It’s okay Harry, not only is your mate nearby but your father started the transfer of the Prime to you. I’m sure you’re feeling all sorts of amped up.”
Harry sighed. He loved his father deeply but he didn’t ask to be Alpha Prime, at least not yet. James wouldn’t hear any of his objections and said it wasn’t right for a more dominant wolf to be serving as his second in command. His father had found a new mate several years back and she was pregnant. Harry suspected his father just wanted to live a quiet life given what had happened with Harry’s mother. He couldn’t fault James for that and knew it had been tough to not only raise Harry but also rule their people. When Harry presented as Alpha and his strength was shown, James was relieved. He thought things would be easier for Harry with the other were tribes given his obvious dominance. Harry had to train twice as hard as other dominant not to overwhelm Omegas and Betas, while also not killing Alphas who had challenged him.
Just a few weeks ago a were-tiger named Oliver had challenged Harry. He had beat him to a bloody pulp before anyone could pull him off. Harry had been so consumed by his Alpha instincts all he could think was to destroy the were who challenged him. Harry had gone to the Were’s elder counsel to express his worries after. Harry had told Severus, a mentor from the counsel, that he was afraid he would never woo his mate, only frighten him. Severus had assured him that wasn’t true but Harry cast a distressed eye at the Alphas slowly moving from their submissive stance. He hoped Severus was right.
“Harry!” He turned to see a fellow Alpha from training come his way.
“Ginny!” The redheaded vampire threw herself at Harry and caught him in a hug.
“What are you doing forcing all these poor alphas to their knees?” Harry laughed and pushed Ginny away after her question.
“What can I say? I’m just a lot of Alpha to handle,” he said with a wink.
“Ugh, spare me oh great Alpha-Prime!” Ginny being a vampire had some resistance to Harry’s dominance and they had been friends since they had met in training as young Alphas.
“You feeling ready for first dinner tonight?” Neville asked Ginny.
She looked at Harry and rolled her eyes. “I don’t know why we have to do all this nonsense. Just show me where all the cute Omegas are and I’ll make it happen.”
“I’m sure the Omegas are lining up for you Gin.” Harry said as he gave her a playful shove. Neville rolled his eyes, used to their banter.
“We should probably get going, we want to get a good spot at one of the tables” Neville said. Harry nodded and the three of them fell in to step as they headed towards the outdoor dining area where the first dinner was being held.
“Is your family here, Gin?” Neville asked.
“Yup, the whole gang. Ron and his mate Hermione are here too, even though she’s pretty close to delivering.”
“Ron was willing to come with his pregnant mate?” Harry asked shocked.
“She’s pretty stubborn when she sets her mind to it and my brother is a sucker. Plus, you know how many babies my mom had, she could probably deliver this kid herself.” They all chuckled at the thought.
Harry let his thoughts drift as Neville and Ginny talked. He imagined his mate’s belly swollen with his child. His erection from early returned as he pictured taking his mate in his arms and rubbing his hand over his swollen breasts. Harry couldn’t picture his mate’s face but the smell of his jasmine/ocean scent was mouth-watering. Harry nuzzled the hair so blonde it was almost white on his mate’s head. He imagined the sound of hid mate’s breathy sigh as he kissed first his cheek and then down to his neck. “Harry” his mate moaned.
“Harry!” Harry snapped out of his thoughts and looked down at Ginny. She was smirking. “Thinking of something in particular?” She smirked and gestured to his erection. “You might not want to walk over to a bunch of Omegas with that thing pointing at them.” She said cheekily.
“Shut up!” He laughed and tried to will himself to calm down. He was getting carried away and hadn’t even seen his mate’s face.
“Are you ready?” Neville asked them from the entryway. Smiling, Harry nodded and they strode to the dining area.
“I’m ready for you, my little mate.” Harry whispered.