The Lost Species

The group with a thud on the floor of the main living room at Grimmauld place, Hermione gasped as Nikkei slumped to the ground, and Harry gathered him in his arms and let out an inhuman shriek.

Harry pulled off his shirt and allowed his tentacles to push out of his nipples, he forced one into Nikkei's mouth and the young Blonde Anbian began to suck weakly.

A shaky Bryn knelt in front of his mother and latched on to the other tentacle, as Ron and Hermione watched with a mix of curiosity and disgust, Nikkei's large wound began to heal over within minutes.

Harry's eyes had turned a strange pale milky green, so unlike his usual deep emerald, he made a weird growling noise and grabbed his sons pulling them on to a large couch at the opposite end of the room

"Harry! Are you okay?" asked Ron as he placed some blankets on the sofa while Hermione tried to find some left over Doxy's for the Anbians to eat.

"Grrrrr" Harry's eyes were wild and he seemed to have lost all civilized thought and function.

Suddenly Bryn sat up and pulled Harry's head forcefully into his lap and began to stroke his mother's hair.

Harry growled slightly, but when Bryn bent and bit his ear Harry stilled and began to fall asleep, Nikkei was also sleeping propped up against his dominant brother and receiving the same treatment.

"What the hell is going on!" asked Ron as Hermione re-entered the room with a bag of dead Doxy's she had found in a cupboard.

Hermione stared at Bryn as he sat on the couch, his mother's head in his lap and his submissive brother leant against his chest.

"Oh my!" Said Hermione placing her hand over her mouth, she pulled her notebook out of her pocket and flipped through it.

"What is it?" asked Ron, stupefied at the situation.

"Harry, Nikkei and Bryn have regressed to a more feral state due to the shock of losing their dominant.

It seems Bryn has assumed the role of a mature dominant in order to offer the comfort." Said Hermione.

"Regressed?"

"Yes when a Dominant leaves the nest or is taken or the submissives are removed from the nest for whatever reason, the remaining dominants and Submissives regress to a more feral state, in order to protect themselves from any dangers they may suffer. You know at the hands of predators or the likes."

"Oh"

"Look why don't you fire call Malfoy manor and get Severin and Lucian over here as soon as it's safe to do so." Said Hermione as she tried to coax Bryn with a handful of Doxys.

Ron rushed away and a few minutes later after Bryn had successfully fed some Doxy's to Harry Nikkei and then himself, Ron returned looking stricken.

"What happened?" Hermione shook Ron y the shoulders until he finally spoke.

"It's gone Hermione" Ron said staring at his best friend and his sons.

"What's gone?"

"Malfoy Manor, there's nothing left but rubble; there was barely the fireplace left."

"Oh god no" Said Hermione.

Harry stared comatose at the ground as Bryn stroked his head, a tear falling from his eyes to the hard wood floor beneath him.

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Draco's eyes blinkered open as a hot wind blew against his face; he stared at the bright blue sky above him.

The Blonde found himself in the middle of a large and desolate expanse of desert, Draco lifted himself of the soft ground, sand sticking to his damp body, his wand was still clutched tightly in his hand.

He hissed as a shooting pain lanced through his wing and stood shakily as the wind whipped his blonde hair against his pale face.

He gazed across the barren horizon, the harsh sun left a haze above the sand dunes; he must have apparated as he fell from the tower, but where was he?

Draco tried to apparate home but landed with a thud in a market place, he was weak and would obviously have to gain some strength before he could make it back to England from…..wherever this was.

The dominant Anbian limped through the wooden stalls and busy hagglers his white-blonde hair a stark contrast to the darker people around him, he pulled his robes tighter around him, making sure to cover his wings.

He listened carefully to the language around him, and cast a translation charm upon himself.

He limped towards a young boy who seemed the same age as his own sons and had a small black and white monkey balancing on his head.

"Excuse me? Could you tell me where I am?"

The boy stared at the pallid foreign stranger, who appeared to speak his language perfectly without any hint of an accent.

"Yes Sir you are in Marrakech" the boy smiled.

Draco stared at the boy in shock, He was in North Africa! He had to find Harry and their Sons.

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