Hello all! This is a HarryxHarem story. A male harem. With a seven sexy guys. Who will be doing some very naughty things in their bedroom and hidden corridors and empty rooms. Just so you know.

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A Harem Full of Trouble

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Four guards dressed in all black ran through the court yard searching for their lost charge.

"Prince Harry! Your parents will be deeply upset if you do not report to the ballroom! Sire, if you do not go now you will be tardy!" One of the guards stopped to shout. They waited for a moment in silence before running off behind the castle and out of sight. Prince Harry chuckled from his position sprawled out on his stomach on a large tree branch. He was twisting an intricately designed dagger in his hand as he watched the guards search for him. Harry slowly sat up and sheathed his dagger before quickly climbing down. Harry hid, checking his surroundings before he dashed towards the castle, hoping to find a deserted room to hide in.

He took three steps before a strong pair of arms wrapped around his waist and hoisted him over a shoulder. Harry squealed loudly (which he would deny to his dying breath) and struggled against the tight grip.

"Please stop that, sire. You are being extremely difficult this afternoon." A low voice rumbled and Harry sighed.

"Sirius." Harry grumbled in acknowledgment. Sirius chuckled at the tone of defeat.

"I don't know why you are being so rebellious this week. First you skipped your lessons, and then you snuck out of the castle, now this? What's gotten into you?" Sirius asked jokingly but Harry could hear a hint of concern.

"I just…I don't understand. Why are my parents doing this? It's…weird and I just…I…" Harry trailed off in frustration at being unable to put his thoughts into words. Sirius set him down once they were inside the castle, keeping a firm hand on Harry's shoulder as he steered him towards the ballroom.

"It makes you uncomfortable?" Sirius guessed and Harry nodded as he slipped a dagger out of one of his hidden holsters and fiddled with it nervously.

"They're just trying to show their acceptance of you and your life choices. They don't want you to feel as if they are disappointed or disgusted in anyway." Sirius told him. Harry nodded again.

"I know," he whispered. "I am grateful. They could have disowned me and chosen one of my younger brothers as heir. I'm happy they are so accepting but this is a little much, don't you think?" Harry asked.

"I don't disagree with you there, sire." Sirius chuckled. They walked the rest of the way silently until they came to the big double doors leading to the ballroom.

"Are you sure I have to do this? I hear there's a fresh chocolate cake in the kitchens. We could always sneak away and help ourselves. I'll let you have most of it!" Harry offered hopefully." Sirius just smirked at him and opened the doors.

Harry sighed as Sirius walked pass him and bowed to his parents before going to stand behind them with the other guards.

"Where did you find him, Sirius?" King James asked.

"Hiding out in a tree watching us run around looking for him. He seemed to think it was quite hilarious, my lord." Sirius answered. The king laughed and gestured Harry forward.

Harry took a deep breath before straightening his shoulders and gliding elegantly into the room, stopping in front of his mother to kiss her on both cheeks. He turned to his father and clasped his hand firmly before being pulled into a hug. James turned him around to face the long line of men standing on the opposite side of the room.

"Harry, I know when you first told us of your…preferences in partners, that your mother and I were shocked. You probably thought that we were upset with you and for that I am gravely sorry. I do not want you to ever feel like we are ashamed of you." James said, hand placed comfortingly on Harry's shoulder.

"We love you and nothing you could do would ever change that." Queen Lily agreed.

"So as an early birthday present, and to show you that we support you in your lifestyle, we have decided to gift you with this. Your own Harem." Harry blushed brightly at the words and shifted uncomfortably. "A member of the royal family has not had a harem for many years but it is not unheard of. We want you to pick seven of these males to be in your harem!" James announced grandly and Harry could feel himself burning. He looked up at his father pleadingly, begging him silently not to make him do this. James just stared back proudly and Harry sighed and turned to look, really look, at the men lined up before him.

'Oh my God!' Harry gasped silently. 'They're all gorgeous! Bloody hell!' Harry's eyes were immediately drawn to a tall male with skin the color of mocha and muscles like crazy. Harry nearly whimpered when he looked up at his face and met deep brown eyes. The man was at least a foot taller than him, which Harry liked, and looked simply delicious in his plain pants and shirt. Harry stepped towards him.

"What is your name?" He asked and thanked the gods that his voice remained steady.

"Blaise Zabini, sire." Blaise's deep, smooth voice rolled over him and Harry's eyes fluttered for a moment before he cleared his throat.

"Step over there, please, Blaise." Harry whispered, nodding to the guards. Blaise left the line and Harry turned his attention to the blond angel who had been standing beside Blaise. Cool grey eyes stared back at him form an angular face. White-blond hair fell down to his shoulders and Harry's fingers itched to grab hold and tug. The angel was lithe and muscular, much like Harry, and he was only a few inches taller. He had long fingers, pianist hands, Harry noted absently. Harry looked back up at his face and resisted the urge to press his lips to the angels beautiful mouth.

"And yours?" Harry asked.

"Malfoy. Draco Malfoy." He said holding out a hand for Harry to shake. Harry chuckled in surprise but eagerly slipped his smaller hand into his.

"Please go stand beside Blaise, Draco Malfoy." Draco sauntered over to the taller male with a smirk and Harry moved down the line. He stopped at the second to last male and had to tilt his head back to meet the obsidian eyes of a much older man. Harry turned to his father with a questioning gaze.

"I wasn't sure if you were into older men." His father shrugged slyly. Harry turned back to the older male.

"What is your age?"

"Thirty seven, young prince." The man answered. Harry blinked at the cold, almost cruel voice.

"Do you not wish to be here?" Harry asked quietly. The older male glanced towards the guards before leaning closer to him.

"It is not that, sire. I do not approve of the way some of them look at you like you are a piece of meat for them to devour. You are to be treasured and savored. Your body should be worshipped and if anyone should have the honor of devouring you," he leaned closer, brushing his hand against Harry's waist, "it should be me." Harry couldn't hold in the soft whimper that escaped him.

"Please go stand over there." Harry croaked, pointing to Blaise and Draco. The man smirked and let his lips brush Harry's ear before moving. "Wait!" Harry grabbed his hand. "Your name?"

"Severus Snape." The man drawled in a silky voice.

"Severus." Harry purred quietly and watched in satisfaction as Severus' eyes dilated with lust.

Harry moved back down the line and stopped between two men. They both had flaming red hair and a scattering of freckles across their nose and cheeks. Harry looked from one to the other trying to tell them apart before giving up with a shrug. Harry let his eyes roam down their bodies, stopping at their clasped hands.

"I am guessing you two are a packaged deal?" Harry asked.

"Yes-" The twin to the left started.

"Sire-" The twin to the right finished. Harry smiled at their odd speech and stared into their deep blue eyes, glinting with mischief. Harry smirked and nodded.

"What are your names?"

"I am Gred." The one on the right said with a bow.

"And I am Forge." The one on the left announced. Harry couldn't help but laugh at the two handsome men.

"Please go stand with the others Gred and Forge." Harry snickered. He gasped in surprise when the twins swooped down and planted a light kiss on his cheeks. Harry blushed softly at the affectionate gesture and moved down the line to stop in front of a shy, handsome looking young man. He reminded Harry of some of the gardeners he had talked to. He seemed like the outdoors type going by the dirt Harry could see under his nails and the smell of trees and…Harry sniffed lightly before smiling brightly.

"Narcissus!" Harry exclaimed as he took another deep breath.

"I'm…sorry? Did you just call me Narcissus?" The young man asked softly in confusion.

"Oh! No, sorry. You just smell like the flower Narcissus. It's my favorite." Harry explained. The man smiled.

"I grow them in my garden. I can bring you some if you like?" He offered.

"You would bring me flowers?" Harry asked surprise. He had never received flowers as a gift before, it had seemed girly, but when this young man offered Harry wanted them by the hundreds.

"Of course. I'll plant you a field. You would look beautiful lying among them." He mused. Harry looked at him for a moment before nodding.

"Join the others, please…" Harry trailed of questioningly.

"Neville Longbottom, sire." Neville filled in.

"Neville. I'll be expecting a field of flowers for us to roll in." Harry teased with a wink before moving on. Harry made his way to the very end of the line, coming to a stop in front of an intimidating male dressed in black pants and a blood red shirt. He had thick black hair and dark red eyes that caught and held Harry's attention. The man was around the same height as Blaize and Harry couldn't help the fleeting moment of fear that flashed through him.

"H-hello." Harry stammered, cursing himself inwardly. The man said nothing as he continued to stare down at Harry.

"What's your name?" Harry asked. Silence. Harry hesitated, he wanted this man but his very presence was so overwhelming. "How old are you?" Harry tried again. When he was again met with silence Harry began to get angry. He pulled himself up to his full height and glared into the blood red eyes.

"I am your crowned prince and you will answer me when I talk to you." Harry said coolly. The man smirked and inclined his head slightly.

"There is the dignity befitting a prince. You must not let anyone intimidate you, my lord. I am Tom Riddle." Riddle murmured softly. Harry blinked at him in surprise as he nodded slowly.

"Go stand with the others, Riddle." Harry ordered. Riddle smirked as he moved around Harry. Harry turned back to his parents who were looking at him expectedly.

"Are they your final choices?" Lily asked him as she looked over the men her son had chosen.

"Yes, mother. I find them all aesthetically pleasing and they have many qualities that I would look for in a partner." Harry said as he looked them over himself.

"Very well, son. Take them to Molly and get them fitted for clothes. As many as they want in whatever style they want, just make sure it is acceptable in public and get them some dress clothes. Sirius take four guards and go with them." James ordered. Sirius nodded and called for guards to him.

"Finnegan. Thomas. Lovegood. Granger. With me. Everyone else get to the training room. McCormac you know what to do." Sirius ordered. The King and Queen left the room with their personal guards as the other knights left to train. Finnegan and Thomas took their place behind Harry and the newly formed harem while Lovegood and Granger took their position at the sides of the group. Sirius stayed up front with Harry.

They walked silently for a time and Harry tried to ignore the eyes burning holes in his back. He jumped when he felt an arm wrap possessively around his waist. Harry looked up into the obsidian eyes of Severus and raised an eyebrow questioningly. Severus just smirked and Harry snickered as he let himself lean against the older male as they walked. Harry looked over when he felt someone else take his hand and smiled when he saw Neville.

"Harry stop cuddling with your harem. We are in public." Sirius said firmly. Harry glared at him defiantly from where he was sandwiched between Neville and Severus.

"I'm not cuddling with them. We're getting acquainted." Harry snapped. Severus squeezed his waist lightly before removing his arm and Neville kissed the back of his hand before letting it go.

"He is right, sire. You must keep proper decorum in public." Severus murmured. Harry sighed and glared at Sirius again.

"Oh, don't get upset. Do you want McGonagall to see you draped over them and lecture you on proper prince etiquette?" Sirius asked.

"No." Harry sighed. Sirius nodded knowingly, fighting back a grin. They made it to Molly's chambers and Sirius knocked on her door.

"I'm coming, dear! Just a second!" A woman yelled from inside. A moment later the door swung open to reveal a short, plump red-headed women smiling jovially at all of them.

"Harry!" She exclaimed happily as she pushed Sirius out of the way to throw her arms around Harry's shoulders. Harry laughed at Sirius' pouting and hugged Molly back.

"Good afternoon, Molly. How are you today?" Harry asked as she released him.

"Lovely, dear. Just fantastic! What can I do you for? Do you need some more shirts? You're always ripping them when you train with the knights." Molly said as she ushered everybody into her spacious courters. "And who are these young gentlemen?" Sirius smirked as Harry fidgeted slightly.

"They're my…harem. I've just picked them out and they all need multiple outfits along with suits." Harry said. Molly nodded as she circled the group, looking them over.

"Right. I'll just get measurements and then let them pick out fabrics and such. It will most likely take the rest of the day to get all their measurements." Molly continued to mumble to herself. "You run along, Harry, dear. I'll send them to find you once I'm done."

"Are you sure? I don't mind staying." Harry offered. Molly shook her head.

"You wouldn't be able to do anything, love. Thank you, though." Molly smiled gently at him. Harry nodded and looked at his harem.

"I'll be at the training grounds or riding. I'll leave Hermione and Seamus with you; they'll know how to get there." Harry said. He hesitated, not wanting to leave the incredibly good looking men. Harry looked up bemusedly as Zabini swept him into his arms.

"I will see you when we are done here. You will be careful." Blaise told him before pressing his lips to Harry's.

Harry gasped and Blaise plunged his tongue into his mouth, tasting him thoroughly before he retreated. Harry looked up into chocolate brown eyes and smiled. Blaise stepped back and Draco took his spot kissing Harry deeply for a few minutes before he was dragged away by Severus. Severus kissed him deeply lifting Harry so that he would not have to bend down so far. Harry moaned helplessly as Severus plundered his mouth. Severus set him down and Harry swayed slightly.

Two sets of arms wrapped around him and one hand turned his face to the left. Harry looked up at one of the twins and sighed as he kissed him softly, tongue twining around his unhurriedly. The kiss ended when his head was turned to the right and his mouth captured in a languid kiss that left him boneless in their grip. They handed him to Neville who wrapped him protectively in his arms and tipped his head back gently before slanting his mouth across Harry's. Neville kissed him with slow burning passion and Harry whimpered into his mouth as Neville tangled his hands in his hair. Neville kissed him softly twice more before he slowly let Harry go.

Harry turned to Tom who backed him into a wall before he leaned down and picked him up. Harry wound his legs around Tom's waist as the forceful male kissed him savagely. Harry gave a filthy moan as Tom ground against him. Tom bit his lip and Harry gasped allowing Tom to snake his tongue in and engage Harry's. Tom continued rolling his hips until Harry was whimpering and moaning constantly. Abruptly Tom stilled and slowly let Harry down. Harry looked up dazedly, whining in protest. Tom smirked down at him with lust filled eyes.

"Now you know what to expect for when we meet later." Tom growled softly. Harry's eyes widened and he shook his head.

"Please! Tom, please just…let me finish." Harry moaned as he tried to get closer. Tom shook his head and stepped away from him. Sirius moved in and took Harry by the elbow.

"Come on, Romeo. Let's go work of that sexual frustration by beating up some knights." Sirius chuckled. Harry allowed himself to be led from the room, mind hazy with lust. He would definitely be paying them back later. Harry smirked as plans began to form in his head. The boys were in for a week of torture.

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Mistress of Darkness32: I'm glad that you like it! To answer your question; I might have added Theo Nott and Dennis Creevey. Maybe even Regulus. He would have been a good one. If Sirius wasn't a guard he would have been in there definitely. arHbbnjksbfaf