I just thought is this and wanted to get it out of my head. There are warnings below and if you no like what the warnings say, then don't read. Just press the little red x in the corner or the back button. IT AIN'T THAT HARD!!!!!

I actually got a review for one story that said 'boo, you suck noob'. Well here's what I say to that. Whoever wrote that is probably a noob themselves and tearing people down when their stories are great probably makes them feel better because their stories suck ass. There r flamers out there that do that becuz their stories are shit. I actually told them that in a note in my second chapter to that story and if they didn't get it and read it here, then there it is! u cannot escape the truth of your own suckiness so quick tearing people down and try to improve your own writing skills!

Now this is a Harry Potter Male Harem story. He starts off underage and will have a few lovers older than him, but I've seen him paired with Lucius, Snape, Voldemort, Remus, Sirius, even Salazar Slytherin. I can say with all honesty, I don't care about the age difference, love is love. And that is what this is gonna be.

Warnings: MPREG! MALE HAREM! BOYxBOY LOVE! UNDERAGE SEX! PROBABLY LEMONS! GRAPHIC SEXUAL SCENES! PWP and PPP, Pre GoF so everyone alive!

Summary: A Sire is a creature that can dominant anything and impregnate it, even if the being it takes is a male. A Carrier is the opposite. It can be taken by any creature and give birth to 'pure bred' litters. What is Harry was truly the son of a Sire taken from his parents when he was still young and given to the Potter family before they were killed then moved to the Dursleys? And what if his true parents are his new neighbors the summer before his fourth year? What if Harry was a Carrier? Now his instincts call out to find suitable fathers for his litters.

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, but I do own certain characters in this fiction such as the Harry's Sire father and male mother and their other children and Harry's future children.

LAST WARNING!!!!! IF YOU DO NOT LIKE MPREG OR GAY SEX, DON'T READ THIS STORY!!!!! IF YOU CONTINUE READING, KEEP IN MIND YOU ARE HERE OF YOUR OWN FREE WILL AND DO NOT FLAME BECAUSE I AM NOT MAKING YOU READ THIS STORY!!!!!!!

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"Alexei!" he heard his teenage male lover call out.

Alexei was a creature known as a Sire, able to impregnate any being despite species or sex. Most would tell their young that Sires are very sexual creatures with nothing on their mind but impregnating as many as they could and not worry about their spawn. That was not true. Sires was protective creatures of their mates and offspring. They could choose whether to stay or go, but they mostly stayed because the children they sired were their responsibilities, as well as the ones they impregnated with their young.

He had two forms, like all Sires do. Currently, he was in his human form. He had black hair that reached his shoulders, spiked on top with the rest of his hair practically pressed against his neck. His eyes that hid behind small, rectangular glasses were a shimmering golden silver mixture, but most thought his eyes were hazel unless they took a closer look. He was very muscular, but didn't have bulging muscles. Around his neck was a black string holding a silver sword that had a ruby rose wrapped around it. All he currently wore was a pair of loose black slacks that hung from his hips, but he was in his own house. He was allowed to be shirtless.

"I'm coming!" Alexei called back as he made his way upstairs to his lover.

Lover was actually barely the right word he would use for his beloved Jesse. While he may have been a bit sex crazy like most believed Sires to be, he didn't impregnate randomly and he didn't mate with just anyone. Most people he found were never just right for him. They wanted too much from him or were only interested in a quick screw and that was that. Most were just narrow-minded. They would never accept a male getting pregnant and would probably do something drastic that would either hurt themselves or the baby.

Jesse was open-minded, but was also what was known as a sexually abused child. His father died when he was five and his mother remarried when he was six. The thing was his mother was always gone because of work and that left his stepfather sexually frustrated. Jesse's mother never knew about the abuse, but since the teen was nine, the abuse just started with inappropriate touches then turned into sex when he was twelve.

Alexei found him when he was fourteen in a gang full of older teens and even men in their twenties that used him for sexual needs. The Sire was disgusted by everything going on and grabbed Jesse, not knowing why he felt so overprotective, and took him away from the gang. He fought quite a few of them until they got the message. It took a few weeks, but Jesse finally told him why he whored himself out like he does and Alexi was pissed beyond belief, to put it simply.

About a month later, despite his hatred of a minor having sex like Jesse does, he couldn't help himself much. He felt like a hypocritical pedophile, since he himself was around twenty-two, but Jesse never complained about it. And while he still thought of himself as that, he couldn't help but be happy with the way things were now.

He stopped in front of the door to the master bedroom before opening it to see his Jesse sitting on the bed with their little bundle in his arms. Jesse was a blonde teenager, sixteen years old in a couple of months, with his hair flipped to one side of his head and eyes of jade. His skin was a healthy pale color, not light enough for one to think he didn't get enough sunlight. He was an average 5' 7", short under his own 6'3". He had a feminine build that only formed a little more during Jesse's pregnancy. His hips weren't too wide for a male, but wider than normal and his waist a little thinner than most boys his age. Actually, if he put on a bra to make people think he had breast, he would easily be mistaken for a tomboyish girl.

"Is there something you want, love?" Alexei asked. Leaning against the doorway with a small smile on his face.

"Could you warm up a bottle for Harry?" Jesse asked. "I just got him calmed down and I don't want to move around too much and upset him again."

"Of course," Alexei replied, heading back downstairs.

Harold, or otherwise known as Harry, was their son Jesse bore three weeks ago. Though Alexei could impregnate Jesse, Jesse's body couldn't produce the milk necessary for Harry's growth and health, so they had to mix up some formula. Their little Harry was small for a babe, but most children born from males that were fathered by Sires normally were because the male population wasn't really made to carry and birth children. Jesse was lucky he had an easy pregnancy and a feminine build already, otherwise it would have been a nightmare.

As Alexei mixed up the formula and placed it in the microwave for a few seconds to warm it up, he thought about their son. His little head was covered with thick black hair and unlike most babies that have blue eyes until they are a few months old, Harry inherited Jesse's own pair of green eyes. He squinted a lot, but Alexi knew the babe could see well. When Jesse had him, he was happier than Alexei thought he would ever see him. He refused to let Harry go at all during the first week, even brought him to bed with them, though he didn't know why the teen stopped. Probably afraid he would move around too much and roll over on top of Harry. However, the crib was still in their room.

Deciding the microwave ran long enough, he opened its small door and took the bottle out before squirting a little bit onto his wrist to make sure the formula wasn't too hot or cold. Perfect temperature. He closed the microwave door as he heading back upstairs. When he got back to the room, he couldn't help but smile at the image. Jesse was laying on his side with one arm under his head and the other wrapped around their son, his fingers running through Harry's black locks.

Harry was babbling endlessly, waving his little fist in the air before his eyes landed on Alexei. He squealed happily as his father made his way over to the bed and handed Jesse the bottle. As soon as the bottle's nipple touched his lips, Harry grabbed onto it and suckled as hard as he could, determined to get all of it.

"You know," Jesse sighed. "Most people would find this really strange and I doubt we could tell them the truth."

"True," Alexei agreed with a nod of his head. Jesse already knew the truth about him. He had to explain how the teen got pregnant somehow and the truth was the only way to do so. "I thought we already said that he is either adopted or your sister played surrogate mother if we were ever asked."

Jesse rolled his eyes playfully with a shake of his head. After his mother found out about the abuse, she divorced the bastard and took him and his two years younger sister out of the house and moved in somewhere else. Then she learned about the side-effects Jesse suffered through and disowned him when she caught him in bed with another guy before he met Alexei. His sister was the only one who stood by his side. She saw that it was something she had to do. He suffered through the abuse of their stepfather so she would remain untouched. It was the least she could do in her eyes.

"Yeah, you had sex with my fourteen-year-old sister to get a kid," Jesse sarcastically commented as Harry finished the bottle. "No. Just no. People will think things are bad enough with you being with me because of the age difference."

"Fine," Alexei chuckled as he sat behind the blonde. "He's adopted."

"Why do you keep wearing glasses?" Jesse sighed, reaching over and pulling the glasses off. "I know you can see perfectly."

"Guess I forgot to take them off," Alexei replied with a shrug of his shoulders and a smirk on his lips. "You always seem to find me so attractive when I wear them."

"Oh?" the teen coyly said. "So you wear them because I don't find you attractive enough."

"Harry's right there," the Sire pointed out, glancing towards the small bundle that was rubbing his eyes.

Jesse laughed under his breath, looking down at the small drowsy boy before gently picking him up and getting off the bed. Walking across the room, he placed Harry in the crib. "Now he's right here," he commented with a smirk.

"Now he's getting ready for a nap," Alexei joked. "Seriously, it's only been three weeks. Don't wanna hurt you or scar little Harry's mind."

"I guess so," Jesse sighed, dropping himself back onto the bed. Alexei laid down behind him, wrapping his arm around the teen's waist. The blonde sighed contently, bringing his lover's hand to his mouth before kissing the palm. "Think we could have more kids in the future?" he asked.

"As many as you want," Alexei replied. "You actually behave like a true mother."

"Got a feeling I may get a lot of scars," Jesse joked.

Alexei shook his head. Like most males that were impregnated by Sires, Jesse had to get a Cesarean Section. Carriers were the only ones that could give birth naturally, despite gender. Thankfully, Alexei had enough training in the medical field to know what to do. Actually, he was trained in a lot of things. Sires needed to know as much as possible when it came to getting their mates and caring for both lover and child.

"You don't have one from Harry," Alexei stated.

"Because you just have to be so magical you healed me up as soon as you took him out of that hole you cut into my stomach," the teen chuckled, rolling over before wrapping his arms around Alexei's neck.

A soft sob broke their attention from each other to Harry. Alexei narrowed his eyes towards the bedroom door as Jesse got up to handle the baby. "What's wrong?" Jesse asked, seeing the older man staring at the door.

"I sense something," he lowly said, sliding off the bed as a pair of black wings sprouted from his shoulders blades while a thick skin-colored tail with a black fire-pattern at the tip grew from his lower back. Black started to spread from his fingertips to his elbows and from his toes to his knees as his legs slowly changed to a more feline shape. A growl escaped his throat as his pointed ears twitched from a soft sound in the hallway.

"Reducto!" someone shouted before the door was blown off its hinges. The force of the spell to the door knocked Alexi off balanced a little as Jesse curled up into a ball in the corner of the room, trying to calm down the now crying Harry.

Alexei snarled at the five intruding wizards that now surrounded him. Three more were surrounding the confused and startled Jesse. Right in front of Alexei were two wizards he would recognize anywhere. One was the fool of a Minister that believed everything the other said as though the old man was God himself. The second was none other than Albus Dumbledore, Leader of the 'Light'.

"Get out!" Alexei snarled, showing his fangs before charging towards the pair before the other wizards surrounding him yelled out a spell in unison that ended up with him wrapped up in ropes.

"What shall we do with them, Albus?" the Minister asked, looking towards the old man.

"This Sire is obviously Dark and most likely too advantage of this young lad," the old man said in a grave grandfatherly tone. It didn't fool Alexei one bit. He was seen as a threat to him and that was why Dumbledore did all this. That had to be it! "He must be either executed for his crimes or sent to Azkaban. The child is most likely fully human but may have some magic in him, so he will be given to a magical family to take care of him. As for the Muggle, I believe it would be wise to Obliviate him so he forgets everything."

"No!" Alexei protested. "You won't touch either of them! Get the hell out of my house, you old self-righteous fool!" Pain soon engulfed him before he let out a piercing yell.

Jesse whimpered slightly, but held onto Harry tighter as the three wizards stepped closer to him. "Get away from us!" he yelled at them. "Get away!" Two grabbed him by his arms as the third yanked his son from him. "No! Harry! Give him back to me! Let me go! Give him back! Harry!"

"Kill the creature, get rid of the body, and Obliviate the boy," Fudge ordered the Aurors. "Albus, I trust you to give the child to a safe home."

Dumbledore nodded as the Auror handed the baby to him. Alexei was growling loudly, fighting his binds before they finally weakened and broke. He shot towards the old wizard again, but both Dumbledore and the Minister disappeared with a loud crack through the air. The Aurors started firing spells at him, which he deflected with his wings easily. "Close your eyes and cover your ears, Jesse," he told the teen, who yanked his arms out of the wizard's grips and did as he was told. "You morons just made your final mistake," was all he said before the room turning into a bloodbath.

Jesse shook and sobbed, ignoring the screams of fear and pain surrounding him. All he wanted was his baby. They took his Harry away and he would probably never see him again. The screams stopped before arms carefully picked him up. He struggled until he heard Alexei shushing him gently.

"Okay, you can open your eyes now," he told him before Jesse's jade orbs slid open to show they were in the living room. Alexei was soaked with blood and it looked like he had chunks of flesh on some parts of him. His eyes were cold and furious.

"They took him," Jesse sobbed. "I tried to hold onto him, but they just took him. Alexei! They took Harry!"

Sensing his lover was about to go hysterical, he wrapped his arms around the teen before draping his wings over both of them. "I know," he said softly. "I know. But we'll find him. We'll find him. And I won't stop until he is with us again. I promise you that."

Jesse only continued to sob and cry.

The next day, they were gone, knowing that the Minister would send more Aurors to figure out why the previous batch never returned.

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Months had passed. Alexei continuously search for their son, and even tried getting to Dumbledore, but the wards surrounding his home and his school wouldn't let him to get through. It was the end of July, one year since the day Harry was born, when Alexei came home from another day of searching and unsuccessfully retrieving. He knew of who had his son, but he didn't know where. He spoke with fellow Sires that understood his situation and said they would help him look as well and would tell him if they found something that would help.

He entered the kitchen when his nose caught the scent of something sweet recently baked. Looking into the kitchen, he spotted Jesse with a small white cake in the middle of the table, putting on strawberry icing. Judging from the tubes of different icing, he was planning on decorating it as well. Jesse looked up at him. His eyes lost their shine when Harry was taken from them. He barely got any better. Today, though, he seemed even worse.

"It's Harry's first birthday," Jesse said, seeing Alexei's confused expression. "Even if she was gone or if we were, my mom always made cakes on my and my sister's birthdays. I asked her why one day and she said it made her feel better because she wasn't with us yet she was still celebrating the day we were born. I can understand what she means now. Even if Harry isn't with us, that doesn't mean we can't celebrate his birthday."

Alexei smiled softly. "Yeah," he said in understanding. "I get it."

Once the cake was finished, Jesse didn't even put in a candle, saying that it was the birthday boy's honor but he wasn't there. "Happy Birthday, Harry," Jesse said, trying to not to sob.

"Happy Birthday, Harry," Alexei said lowly, wrapping his arm around Jesse's shoulder.

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Halloween came around. Jesse couldn't stand to open the door to see grinning children asking for candy, so he left his lights off and curled up in bed. There were no knocks on the door. He heard the door open and close with a slam before heavy footfalls heading upstairs in a hasty run. He looked up when the bedroom door opened with a bang because of the handle hitting the wall. Alexei stood there, out of breath with a newspaper in his hand.

"Godric's Hollow," he said through his pants. "It was attacked by Voldemort."

"Why should we care?" Jesse coldly asked. He originally like the idea of wizards and magic, but since Harry was taken from him, his hatred for wizarding kind grew more and more every day. He liked the creatures and their unique magic, but not the narrow-minded wizards.

"That's where the Potters were!" Alexei exclaimed, sitting on the bed before holding out the paper. "Harry was placed in the care of the Potters." Jesse's breathing started to hyperventilate. "Calm down. The Potter couple was killed, but somehow Harry survived the Killing Curse and Voldemort's body was destroyed." His eyes grew wide and shine with hope. "A fellow Sire told me about what happened and gave me the paper. The media actually got it pretty damn fast. Both Potters are dead, but Harry was moved to a different location. I don't know where and the Sire didn't know either. I will keep searching for him, Jesse. But maybe he'll be easier to find now."

"That's great!" the blonde exclaimed. "We can have our Harry back soon! Right?"

Alexei nodded with a smile on his face. "Yeah," he said. "If all things go well, we'll have him back soon. But it may be harder than what we want. Who knows where he is or what kind of wards are surrounding him. Dumbledore knows he's strong and he wants that strength under his thumb. He'll do everything he can to keep him from us. But I'm not going to give up on him. I will find him."

Jesse lowered his head. "Please," he said. "I just want him back." Alexei sighed silently before pulling his lover to him and holding him as he started his nightly sobbing.

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Years passed. The Sire who told Alexei of what happened knew where Harry was, but was unable to tell because of a curse placed on him that would kill him before he uttered a word of the boy's location. Alexei understood and was just content to know that Harry was still alive somewhere. The Sire didn't know of the boy's condition, but knew Dumbledore probably planned something that would make the child see him as his savior. He also mentioned the child was in the Muggle World because Dumbledore didn't want Harry growing up around magic since it would ruin what he had planned. So for years, Alexei and Jesse moved from place to place all over Europe, knowing he wouldn't be moved out of the continent since it would only ruin the old wizard's plans.

Over the years, they had two more children. One was a girl named Samantha, now ten years old, with long blond hair and golden eyes. She seemed to always have a smile on her face and had a voice like silver bells. It was hard for anyone not to like her. The other was their second son named Christopher, or Chris, who was now eight years old, with black hair and silver eyes, looking more like his father than Jesse. He was the youngest, but he was still protective of everyone in his family, especially his sister. She was too kind and trusting for her own good in his mind.

The other Sire told them when Harry started school before they moved to England, going from place to place hoping to get lucky one day and see him again. Both their current children were excited, wanting to meet the older brother they were told about and always celebrated birthdays for.

As far as Harry was aware, it was the end of his third year and his fourteenth birthday just passed by with many presents from his friends, Sirius, and Remus. His godfather was still on the run, but he was free. The Dursleys, after hearing him say his godfather was a criminal on the run, had left him alone for the most part. He was still forced to do chores and cook as if he was the only cook in a large army. If he made too little, he was beaten for trying to starve them. If he made too much, it was because he wasted food. Either way, he never got more than he could hide in his pockets or put into his mouth without his aunt and uncle noticing.

His list of chores got longer and longer with each passing day and he was beaten if they weren't done by the time Vernon got home from work. After his beatings, he was forced to cook then made to go to his room without a meal for being lazy and not finishing his chores. He took comfort in the nighttime. His friends wrote to him, as did his godfather and Remus, so he felt like he wasn't completely alone. Even Dobby popped in a couple times, noticing how skinny 'Master Harry Potter sir' was and brought him as much food as he could eat, but he was lucky if the house elf came in more than twice a week since Dumbledore was keeping an eye on him.

Dobby came to him with a strange warning one day, though. One Harry had yet to completely understand. "Be careful of those around yous, sir. Most of thems cannot be trust, they can't. Especially old Dumbles! But don't tell anyone Dobby told Master Harry Potter sir."

Why did he give him a warning against everyone he held dear to him?

"Boy!" his uncle yelled from downstairs, causing Harry to jump off his bed and go to the living room where his uncle was with the rest of the family. "We're going next door to meet the new neighbors and invite them over for dinner. You better have the meal cooked before they arrive!"

"Yes, sir," Harry complied, going to the kitchen to pull out different things for dinner as Petunia came in and took a plate of cookies that was made for the new neighbors.

He heard the Dursleys leave, talking about how the neighbors would possibly be like. He heard that they had a son and daughter before the door closed and the sounds of their annoying voices was cut off.

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Guess who? If you guess right, u get a cyber cookie! ^^

Anyway, like I said before the chapter started, if you didn't like it because it's BoyxBoy or because it's mpreg, it's your own fault for reading it when I left warnings up top. I kind of get tired of flamers leaving mean reviews when they didn't have to read the story in the first place and left a mean review saying how much they hated it when they could have just left it in the middle instead of reading the whole thing and giving me a nasty review.

Sorry everyone who likes the story, but I do get tired of that and I wanna report people like that, but they always put Anonymous or sumthing like that and I can't report them! U all understand, right?

Anyway, for those of you who liked the story, please review. And constructive criticism would be nice. If u have any questions, I will try my best to answer them as either a reply to your review or as a post next chapter.

One more thing. I tried to give Alexei a bit of a Russian name (heard his name from a movie), but I wasn't sure if it was Russian or not. And I would have had it as 'Alexi' but that just looked to feminine. I do like the name 'Alexi', so I just name dhi that, if it's a girl's namje, o well! ^^