This is going to be along the lines of a five times with a plot. Each chapter will focus on one lover, but will have the same story line. (Hopefully that makes sense.)

Warnings/Tags: Underage; Kitchen Sex; Dark Harry; Dumbledore, Weasley, Granger, and Light side Bashings; Tattoos; Good Voldemort, Malfoy, and Snape; Child Abuse; Manipulative Dumbledore; Smart Harry; Bad Cedric; Sirius Bashing. Also there is talk of sex with children (nothing explicit).

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or the characters. They belong to J.K Rowlings.

Happy Reading and Enjoy!

Kingsley

He silently made his way down the stairs. His mind was thinking about earlier and it renewed his anger. Why do they keep hiding things from me? He mentally asked as his anger went up. This was the second summer his so called friends did not tell him they were staying with his godfather. And his "godfather", the man who had wanted them to live together, didn't send him any letters or have the common courtesy to tell him that his friends were living with him.

Contrary to popular belief Harry was not stupid. In fact he was smarter than all the Ravenclaws and the "smartest witch of the generation", he mentally scoffed at the title. Hermione Granger may be smart, but she wasn't that smart, at least when it came to the Wizarding World. Harry has it on good authority that the bushy haired know-it-all was in fact a cheater. He knows the "benevolent" Headmaster was giving the girl all the answers or changing the grades himself. Just like he was making sure Ron didn't fail any classes. Harry wonders what Dumbledore is going to do about the OWLs and NEWTs since those are graded by outside sources. Though Harry wouldn't put it past the old man to bribe or Imperious someone. Maybe it was time to shed some light on a few things, the devious voice in his mind recommended. Yes, time to let the British wizards know the truth.

"Harry, what are you doing out of bed?" A deep voice, though it was smokier than Snape's, asked.

Harry blinked and pushed his thoughts away as he looked around. He had manage to walk to the kitchen. The teen was surprise that Kingsley Shacklebolt was still in the house. Why?

"Couldn't sleep. Too much on my mind. Why are you still here?" He asked as he sat down next to the dark man.

"I was tasked to be your guard until you get on the train." Kingsley answered. He wasn't going to lie to the teen anymore than Harry has already been lied to. Kingsley had seen the anger in the green eyes when Harry walked in seeing everyone sitting at the table eating. Several people including himself and Snape told Dumbledore to stop hiding things from Harry.

"My guard." Harry scoffed. "Why the hell do I need a guard if I'm being locked up inside this house?"

Kingsley smirked. "Believe me I don't understand it either. Are you still angry?"

"Livid. And I already have a plan to get back at them." Harry smiled and Kingsley subtly shifted at the devious glint in those emerald eyes.

"What does this plan involve?" The older man asked cautiously.

"I'm not saying until you vow not to repeat what I say. I can't have Dumbledore knowing."

Kingsley stared at the teen. He saw the change and wondered if this was the real Harry Potter. He shifted again while berating himself for getting turned on with Harry's devious side. It didn't help much that he was already attracted to the teen when he met him last year. Though who would fault him, Harry was beautiful. Kingsley loved the graceful way he moved, the slim build with wide hips and the perfect bubble shape arse. He wanted to see those bright eyes alight with passion and arousal, the tan skin flush red and coated in a sheen of sweat. Most of all he wanted to watch Harry come and hear his name leave those plump red lips as the teen rides his thick cock to completion. Oh he had no doubt that Harry would look magnificent before, during and after the mind-blowing encounter, and one time wouldn't be enough. That's why he held back, he didn't want Harry to feel trapped.

Harry sat and watched Kingsley as the older man went over his words. He smiled when he caught the shift, the smile grew wide at the sight of the older man's bulge. Harry moaned softly as the size got bigger. The Auror was attractive and he was one of four men who starred in Harry's wanking fantasies. Oh what he wouldn't give to fuck the dark Auror, the snarky Potion Master, the beautiful blond Lord, and the human looking Dark Lord. Sighing morosely he shifted to hide his own hard on, looks like he'll be using his own hand again.

"So what's your decision?" Harry asked carefully.

Kingsley cleared his sexual thoughts of pounding into a screaming Harry and drew his wand. "I, Kingsley Shacklebolt, vow to keep Harry Potter's secrets to myself until he gives me explicit permission. So mote it be."

The two felt the surge of magic connecting them and sealing the vow. Harry shivered and stifled the moan that threaten to break free. The teen pulled his own wand and cast several privacy and silencing wards. Kingsley gave him a surprise look.

"What did Dumbledore tell you about last May?"

"Nothing much. Just that Voldemort used your blood to come back. He said Cedric was killed by Pettigrew and Barty Crouch Jr. was polyjuiced as Mad-Eye."

Harry smirked. It was typical of Dumbledore to give people the minimum. "Well then let me tell you the truth. Yes, Crouch was Mad-eye, but how is it that he was able to stay undetected for ten months? I mean Dumbledore and Moody were friends before the first war and Hogwarts has Death Eater wards."

Kingsley now thought about it again. "You have a point. I'll look into it."

Harry just nodded. "Yes, Pettigrew killed Diggory, but only to save my life. Diggory was going to kill me after we landed in the graveyard."

"Why?" Kingsley gasp out in shock.

"He thought I was the one to change the port-key and he wanted to be the winner, not some 'attention seeking whore' who cheated to get into the tournament. Personally I think he was listening to Weasley too much." Harry shrugged. "No, Voldemort did not use my blood. After getting rid of the Acromantula venom, he used it to do an inheritance test."

"For what reason?"

"He wanted to see why the Killing Curse rebounded. Turns out there were a lot of surprises."

"What kind?" Kingsley asked still shocked to hear that Harry and Voldemort were on good terms.

Harry smiled. "Lily is not my mother. Well not by birth anyway."

"What? How?" Kingsley exclaimed with wide eyes.

"James had an affair with Regulus Black. I'm their child. Lily blood adopted me to save face. The Killing Curse rebounded because in one Slytherin relative cannot kill another. Voldemort's line goes directly back to the oldest son of Salazar. The Blacks go back to the youngest son." Harry explained carefully.

"So it wasn't Lily's love. You know I never believed that excuse."

Harry laughed. "No, no love. It wouldn't have worked anyway because she never did love me. The blood part of the adoption didn't work because of it, but the magic part did. The other surprises was I had blocks and bonds on me that would have killed me. There was also a soul piece and a modified glamour to make me look more like James, but with Lily's eyes. Dumbledore wanted it that way."

"So that's why you no longer look like him. How is it possible that you look more feminine now if you are product of two men."

"Regulus was my bearer. Apparently I take after the Black females instead of the males or my father. According to grandmother Walburga, I resemble her the most when she was a teenager. If you are wondering about the eyes, those stayed because Dumbledore made them permanent. Grandmother Walburga is furious about that." Harry smirked.

Kingsley shook his head. "How is it possible to get all that done when you were gone for twenty minutes?"

"Polyjuice. Lucius went back as me." Harry chuckled. "He told me he will never do it again. Anyway, Voldemort had a goblin remove everything. I was able to claim my Lordships and recall all that was stolen from me. When I was done I met Lucius in the Shrieking Shack to change places and give him the proxies for my seats."

"And Dumbledore doesn't know about this?"

"Nope." Harry grinned when he popped the 'p'. "Although I think he knows about the vaults, seats, and recalls."

"I think you're right. He called a meeting while you and the students were on the train. He was angry but didn't say why. He told us what happened to you and Diggory, then after the meeting he talked privately with Molly and Arthur."

"They, all the Weasleys, were stealing from me. Granger as well. Dumbledore, the Weasleys and Granger have been very naughty."

Kingsley raised an eyebrow. "Oh, how?"

"Dumbledore has been changing Weasley's grades and giving Granger the answers or changing her grades. Molly gave Ginny permission to have sex when she started Hogwarts. Dumbledore gives her a supply of abortion potions."

"Are you serious?" Kingsley gazed at Harry in shock mixed with horror.

"Sadly yes. Ron and Hermione love to talk and they don't use a single silencing spell. I learned that Ginny wasn't a virgin when she got to Hogwarts, like Molly believed.

"Harry, if someone broke the law I need to know and report it." Kingsley spoke sternly.

Harry nodded. "You can report anything about Ginny and the Weasley boys."

"Who slept with an underage girl?"

"Its a long list. Arthur started it when Ginny was six. The Weasley boys followed after that. Ron had to wait until the summer after his first year. Hermione joined that summer, the boys and Arthur watched. Both girls were buggered by all of them. Dumbledore had walked in on Arthur when Ginny was six. According to Ron, Ginny was giving her father a blowjob when Dumbledore walked in. Dumbledore joined them after closing the door. The old man has her in his office three times a week, Hermione sees him during lunch twice a week when she has a free period afterwards.

"Ginny has also slept with Marcus Flint, Cedric Diggory, Terry Boot, Lee Jordan, Oliver Wood, Katie Bell, Cormac McLaggen, Dean Thomas, Seamus Finnegan, Blaise Zabini, Gregory Goyle, and Gilderoy Lockhart. Remus slept with her once when he was at Hogwarts. She raped Colin and Dennis Creevey. Dumbledore obliviated them. The babies she aborted were her brothers, Arthur, Dumbledore, Lockhart, Diggory, Flint and Zabini. Funny thing is they think I'll sleep with her, marry her, and give her children. In fact Molly and Dumbledore are trying to make a contract. Ron told Hermione that I only have to be faithful because Dumbledore and the Weasley boys don't want to stop buggering Ginny."

"Oh Merlin." Kingsley groaned. He felt sick. "How does Hermione feel about the fact that her boyfriend wants to continue sleeping with his sister?"

"Hermione doesn't care as long as she gets to continue her affairs with Charlie, Percy, and Dumbledore."

"When you leave here I'm going to my boss. All of them are going to get arrested and spend time in Azkaban."

"I want the memories of their faces. Its a shame I won't be at Hogwarts."

"What does that mean?"

"It means I'm going to the Dark Lord. We are going to start Dumbledore's downfall. He will be providing tutors so I can take my OWLs and NEWTs at the same time. He and Lucius sent me a letter before you all showed. They wrote that Undersecretary Umbridge was responsible for the dementors. The woman will also be the Defense teacher this year. There is no way I'm going to be anywhere near her. Lucius overheard a conversation between her and Fudge. They plan to make an example of me, Fudge told Umbridge to give me detention and use Blood Quills on me."

"Can I tell my boss about this?"

"No. The Dark Lord and Lucius will be handling it. They don't want anything to go wrong or have Dumbledore know until its too late. Severus was ordered to make sure all the students were healed after making notes of who that are, their blood status, what year and what house they are in. The Dark Lord is going to send a copy to the governors and another to the Prophet during Yule." Harry explained.

Kingsley could feel the jealousy rise up inside him every time Harry smiled when he said Dark Lord, Severus or Lucius. He was barely able to control himself from grabbing and making the teen his. They needed to call it a night, he needed to put some space between them or Harry was going to be bent over the table. The dark Auror was now lost in a sexual fantasy of bending Harry over and spanking his bubble arse red before sliding into him.

Harry watched the older man's cock swell again. This time he was going to take a chance. If Kingsley pushed him away, Harry was going to walk away with as much dignity he could muster. The dark haired teen stood up and slowly stripped his night clothes off. The nervous tremors in his body was not going to make him run. Despite the trembling, his cock was hard and waiting for the older man's touch.

"Kingsley." Harry spoke a little louder than a whisper. He forced himself to keep the arousal and anticipation out of his voice.

Kingsley blinked and focused on Harry. His breathing stopped and his cock twitched painfully. Harry was more beautiful than he has ever imagined. The gorgeous golden skin was flushed from head to toe. Kingsley wanted to worship that body from the plump red lips to the dusky pink nipples, down to the eight inch cock, muscled thighs and delectable arse he can see from the side.

"So lovely." Kingsley breathed out while holding out a hand.

Harry smiled, placing his smaller hand into Kingsley's larger one. The tremors wracked his body as he allowed the older man to pull him closer. He moaned softly as Kingsley gripped his hips and pulled him down onto his lap. Harry let out a gasp when large strong hands squeezed his arse.

Kingsley let out a satisfied groan when Harry began rocking in his lap. He reluctantly released one arse cheek to cup Harry's jaw to pull him forward and attach his lips to the teen's. The dark man pushed his tongue into Harry's warm mouth tasting every inch. Harry had the lingering taste of chocolate and mint tea. Kingsley licked it all out until the only taste left was Harry's unique sweet flavor. The older man could spend hours kissing the teen, like he wanted uninterrupted time with Harry naked in his lap.

The Auror caressed the golden skin with teasing touches. He frowned in confusion when his fingers brushed over raised skin on Harry's back. Kingsley broke the kiss to look at Harry. He watched the teen scowl then glare.

"Why did you stop?" Harry demanded.

"Do you have scars on you back?" Kingsley asked cautiously.

"Damn, the glamours fell." Harry muttered. He looked at Kingsley seeing the determine look he sighed. "Yes those are scars. Vernon and Dudley hold no love for me. Neither does Petunia, but her abuse is just verbal and emotional, not that I let it get to me."

"I want to see them." Kingsley spoke softly, but sternly.

"Fine." Harry sighed again standing up and turning around.

Kingsley growled softly as he eyed the scarred welts and cuts that littered Harry's back. There was also small round burns that looked older than the other scars. His eyes drifted over the small back until he spotted two different tattoos. One was all black in a delicate design that resembles a pointed flower. It was on the small of Harry's back above his arse. The other tattoo was between Harry's shoulder blades. This one was a light blue and silver rose with dark green leaves. The rose looked so real that Kingsley had to rub the skin with his thumb just to make sure. Smiling to himself he leaned forward first kissing the rose then the design at the base of Harry's back.

"When did you get these?" He asked softly.

"I was thirteen. Actually they were my present to myself. I got a series of them." Harry answered turning around to face Kingsley.

Kingsley inhale sharply seeing three more tattoos on Harry's beautiful body. On his right hip was a black cauldron, inside the cauldron was a reddish liquid that looked to be a similar shade to Amortentia, on the front of were two overlapping 'SS' [§]. Kingsley felt a surge of jealousy. On his left inside wrist was two snakes, one black and one green, coiled to look like an infinity ouroboros. Then the third one was two wands crossed together forming an 'X', around the wands were 'Numquam dedite' (Never Surrender) and 'Salva semper' (Always Protect). This one took place in the middle of Harry's ribs on the left side.

"I get the cauldron, the 'SS' give it away, but what about the others?"

Harry smiled and straddled Kingsley's lap again, wrapping his arms around the darker man's neck. "You are right, the cauldron is Severus. The ouroboros are the Dark Lord. The rose is Lucius. The Mandala is actually for me, there is something calming about it and it helps me keep a clear head. And finally the wands are you. They are the new ones. I got them last summer on my fourteenth birthday. I saw you talking to Arthur at the Leaky Cauldron just before we went to the station for third year. Then you were at Hogwarts to arrest Hagrid and that was the first time I heard your voice. Like Severus, Lucius and the Dark Lord, I fell for it and it didn't hurt that you are gorgeous like the other three."

"Who did the tattoos?"

"Dudley's friend's older brother. He protected me from the other two. Also he was my first."

Kingsley eyes darkened in rage as his hands squeezed Harry's hips roughly. "What?" He was angry that someone, some muggle, was Harry's first lover.

"Kingsley, don't be angry. It was only one time. I will never see or speak to him again. You also need to know that you won't be the only one. If they find me as attractive as you do, I will also be sleeping with Severus, Lucius and Marvolo. I love all four of you and I don't want to choose between any of you." Harry confessed, desperate to get the other man to understand.

Kingsley gazed into Harry's eyes. The green orbs held so much desperate determination. Kingsley didn't think he would be able to tell Harry no. How will the others be able to? Kingsley asked himself. How can they not see how beautiful Harry is? The older man just nodded, releasing his tight grip as he leaned forward and kissed Harry softly.

"Alright, I'll share. I'm not happy about it, but this is your decision." He whispered against the soft plump lips.

Harry returned the kiss. He knows none of them will be happy about it. There is no changing his mind. No matter how good the sex will be.

The Auror deepen the kiss tasting the teen again as his hands squeezed and kneaded the rounded arse sitting on his lap. He swallowed every sound Harry made wishing they were some place private. Yet he didn't want to move. When Harry started rocking, Kingsley groaned every time Harry hit his cock. He dipped one hand between the plump cheeks, fingering the tight hole that fluttered with his touch. He smirked when Harry broke their kiss to gasps and plead for more.

The frustration grew in Harry every time his bare cock rubbed against the rough fabric of Kingsley's trousers. Not having enough patience left he used magic to banish the clothes. Harry stopped to admire the dark color cock. Kingsley was absolutely breathtaking. It was long and curved towards his stomach, the wide mushroom head brushed against a patch of skin three inches above the navel. The thing Harry loved the most was how thick it was. He knew his mouth was going to ache when he tries to take the whole thing in. Maybe later, a voice in the back of his mind whispered.

Kingsley gave Harry a smug grin, then gripped his arse to jerk the teen's lower half against his. He relished the moan that left Harry when their cocks touched and twitched. Kingsley knew he and Harry weren't going to be able to tease one another. Their first time was going to rough and quick. Not that either of them would mind. But he was going to at least try to prolong it.

Harry began caressing Kingsley's taut body as he kissed, nipped and licked the older man's Adam's apple, jaw, chin and collarbone. Kingsley used every ounce of focus he had to prepare Harry's hole for his cock. It was difficult to concentrate when Harry's mouth and hands when on his body. It became even harder when the hot silky walls squeezed around his fingers as if they were trying to keep the digits inside.

Thick blunt fingers jabbed and rubbed the sensitive nerves of Harry's prostate, causing the teen to rock back and forth on Kingsley's lap. Their low moans mingled as their lust consumed their minds.

Harry used his last coherent thought to turn around on Kingsley's lap, whimpering when his fingers slipped out of him. He raised up a little to let Kingsley put the head of cock at his hole. Harry slowly lowered himself down. A keen left him as the thick girth stretched and filled him; his green eyes rolled back in pleasure. Harry loved how the darker man filled him, how the hot hard flesh pressed and stretched his muscles. The pleasure of it overrode the pain and burn of the penetration.

Kingsley wrapped an arm around Harry's small waist while the other hand turned Harry's head to the side. The older man kissed the teen again as his body slid down the chair a little, he used his legs to spread Harry's open. Keeping his feet firmly on the floor, Kingsley thrust up into Harry's causing the teen to bounce on his lap. His thrusting was slow and shallow, wanting to prolong their joining.

Harry wrapped his arms back behind Kingsley's head to get a little bit of leverage to meet the older man's thrusting by rocking his hips back and forth. Kingsley's groans and grunts filled him with pride, pride in knowing that he is able to pleasure the darker man the same way Kingsley's cock and hands are pleasuring him. Speaking of hands, Harry moaned into Kingsley's mouth as large hand rubbed down his body only stopping when thick fingers reached his perineum. Harry gasp breaking the kiss when the soft flesh behind his balls was pressed and rubbed firmly. The contrast between the firm rubbing and slow thrusting doubled Harry's pleasure. Kingsley definitely knew what he was doing.

As much as he liked the shallow snaps of Kingsley's hips, he wanted...needed more. He needed to feel more of the older man. Needed Kingsley to make more sounds pleasure as their bodies moved together, mixing sweat, sharing scents and reaching their completion at the same time. Harry wanted to feel Kingsley's big hard body on him, in him, and around him, wanted the older man to consume him so much that the only thing on his mind is the two of them and their passion.

Harry shifted his legs until the balls of his feet were pressing on the floor. One hand gripped the edge of the table, the other stayed behind Kingsley's head. With the strength of Quidditch tone thighs, the steadiness of the table, and the pressure of the floor, Harry was able to lift himself up and down on the cock inside of him. He felt Kingsley's hands move again. This time one was toying with his nipples pinching, tugging, and twisting them, the other hand moved from his perineum to cup, knead and roll his balls with firm movements. Harry took up keening and chanting Kingsley's name in between moans. He heard his lover whisper another silencing spell around them.

Kingsley pressed his lips to the teen's ear. "Make all the noise you want, sweetheart. No one, but me will hear you."

The older man was rewarded with a loud cry of his name as he snapped his hips up and gave Harry's neck a sharp bite at the same time. Fucking Harry is way better than he imagined, but he was right about the teen being a responsive lover. He released the taut sac to grip the bouncing cock. Relishing the pleasurable sounds Harry made as he began stroking the hard silky flesh.

Their bodies moved in sync with Harry's heated walls clinching around his cock, the bubble arse rubbing against his abdomen and smacking his pelvis, and Harry's breathless begging filling the silencing bubble. The older man has never experienced a more passionate lovemaking than at this moment. If he has to share Harry with the others then he will do so. He loves Harry and loves the passion they ignite together.

Harry was caught off guard by his orgasm, causing his feet to slip when his body gave a violent jerk. He heard Kingsley grunt when he slammed down onto the man's cock. The cock inside him jerked and twitched as he felt the warmth of Kingsley's come paint his inner walls. They sat their panting as they came down from their high. Kingsley carefully turned Harry sideways, keeping his cock inside the teen. He attached his lips to Harry's swollen red ones in a slow lazy kiss.

They broke apart minutes later needing to breathe. Kingsley looked into Harry's green eyes. "I love you, Harry. I'll keep you updated on the investigation. And when I can I'll visit you." He spoke softly, caressing Harry's cheek with his thumb.

Harry smiled at Kingsley. "I love you too. Whenever you want to visit ask Lucius or Severus. Be careful during the investigation. Keep an eye on Jones, Vance, and Moody. They are deep in Dumbledore's pockets and will do anything to keep him out of Azkaban."

"Don't worry, sweetheart, I'll use those who are Dark like Dawlish and Avery." Kingsley smirked before kissing the tip of Harry's nose.

"Okay." Harry responded sleepily.

Kingsley let out a low chuckle then kissed Harry's temple. He wrapped his arms tighter around Harry as he pressed his face into the teen's neck and fell asleep breathing in Harry's sweet scent.

(*v*)

Severus glared at the sight before him, his hands clenched into tight fists. It made him angry to see Harry cuddled naked on an equally naked Kingsely's lap. Harry was his and no one was suppose to have him but Severus. He stalked forward intending to yell at them both, but stopped when saw the scars and tattoos. His anger reached a high point seeing the scars. The tattoos had curious until Harry shifted and he caught sight of the cauldron. A small smile formed on his lips. So Harry felt the same way, he mentally thought.

Severus reached out and gently shook Harry's shoulder. He watched thick black lashes flutter before enchanting green eyes stared at him. His breath caught in his throat when the teen gave him a bright smile.

"Severus." Harry whispered happily.

"Its time to go." Severus replies softly not wanting to wake the Auror.

Harry nodded then carefully extracted himself from Kingsley's arms. With a wave of his hand they were both clean and dressed. He wrote Kingsley a note then slipped it into the inside pocket of his robe. Harry placed a gentle kiss on the darker man's lips whispering his love before sending Kingsley to bed.

Turning towards Severus again, he smiled. "Let's go home."

Severus nodded. "And straight to my bed. I want you before Lucius and the Dark Lord have you."

Harry wrapped his arms around Severus' neck, pressing his body tightly against the taller man. "Then what are you waiting for?"

Severus growled slamming his lips onto Harry's for a bruising kiss. With a silent 'pop' they left Grimmauld Place. Harry mentally laughed, they all wanted him.

(*v*)

In the guest bedroom Kingsley Shacklebolt read Harry's note. There was written words of love and promises of more. The Auror fell back to sleep clenching the note and smiling. He dreamed of all the things he and Harry will be doing when they fall into bed together.

And who knows maybe he'll ask Severus, Lucius, Voldemort to join them.

~Fin~