3[The Meeting-2]

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This is probably going to be the length of chapters going forward [5.7k], the first two chapters are anomalies because of the information that they contain.

I would like to begin by saying; R.I.P Queen Elizabeth II. I am not a royalist, not in the slightest [Although quite interested in the history of the Royal family], but still, I feel a sense of loss and wrongness in a country without her. She was a figurehead of Britain, someone who has been there for my whole life, my whole parents' life, and most of my Grandparents' lives, and it honestly hasn't sunk in yet that she is no longer here.

Anyway, I hope that you enjoy the chapter- I haven't begun writing the next yet, but expect it to be out in around two weeks' time. I have others stories to write for, and I've also recently begun my second and final year of college- meaning that I need to actually focus. ^-^

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8th August 1997

The next morning, after staying the night with Draco at Potter Manor as they had many times before, the pair and Harry's parents flooed to the Council Halls at quarter to nine, disgruntled to be back. After realising that he still felt unsettled during the evening, Harry had to come to terms that Draco wasn't enough for his Fae side and that he needed at least another mate. Therefore, he had no choice but to go back again, much to the Elders' and Dominants' delight.

Harry hadn't wanted to go back so soon, even after acknowledging he needed another, but he was already on a tight schedule with the new school year dawning closer by the day. Soon, he'd have to start on the Summer work that he hadn't even begun to think about yet, which he knew his mum was going to scold him about.

Entering the room they had been given, he slumped onto the sofa, Draco sitting down much more elegantly. To give them space, James and Lily chose to sit on another sofa, with Elder Murr occupying an armchair. He cleared his throat to gain their attention.

"Mr Potter-"

"Harry."

"Harry, as you now have a mate joining you for your meetings, they will be occurring slightly differently. It will be all normal procedures, except Mr Malfoy will also be able to have a say. Not to worry, it is entirely your choice, and you will be able to overrule Mr Malfoy at any time-"

"There's no need for me to do that, I trust Draco's decisions. If he doesn't like a Dominant, then I surely won't. I don't want my mates to dislike each other."

"That is very mature of you, Harry." Elder Murr smiled proudly, and Draco nudged him gently in thanks. They were a lot more tactile than they had been before they were creatures and mated, but it felt natural, a progression that would have surely happened had neither of them been creatures.

Today, he was to be meeting those in the category of M to R, since he had walked out during the early M's when he had met Draco.

The first Dominant was a man named Ilya Mustovoy, who was nice enough to start. Then, Harry mentioned his love for quidditch and aspirations to potentially go professional, and he physically recoiled.

"Absolutely not! A Submissive should not put themselves in danger like that!"

Harry shut off almost immediately, scowling up at the man. "And why not?" The answer to this question would tell him all he needed to know.

"Because doing something such as quidditch-" The man said the word with disgust."-is not natural for Submissives. It contains too much danger. No, all a Submissive should do is care for the children they birth, and see to the needs of their Dominants such as myself-"

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