Third POV Limited

Tom smiled at his little submissive, mentally cooing at how adorable Harry looked with a little syrup dribbled on his chin. He shared matching smiles with his other mates and continued to eat the absolutely divine dish his precious had made for him. The silence was only broken by the soft scraping of forks and the beating of three hearts. Inhaling deeply, Tom was reminded of last night, by the faint scent of ocean on Harry. He sighed and put down his fork, cradling his head in his hands. If Harry didn't learn how to control it... a soft hiss escaped his lips as he thought of someone else getting Harry. "Tom?" Looking up, Tom realized he was slightly scaring Harry, and sighed again in despair. His mate was so mistreated... "I was just thinking of last night. I'm sorry precious, but we need to talk about it." Harry had whimpered at the mention, but quieted down with Draco's reassuring arm around his shoulders. "It's just, Harry, if you accidentally turn into your ocean form or release your siren song, a lot of people could try to take advantage of you, and we might not always be there." Harry paled at the thought, tears starting to form in his eyes. Tom quickly got up and picked him up, cocooning him in his magic and love. "No, we are not going to abandon you precious, I just don't want to lie to you. Logically, we can't always be there for you, but we will make sure it never happens, so there is no need to worry." Tom softly kissed Harry's temple as the little submissive relaxed in his arms. He knew he wouldn't be able to look after his precious at Hogwarts, but he could definitely get something to help protect him as a birthday present, for when Draco and Severus wouldn't be able to easily be with him. He could tell his mates were thinking the same thing as Harry squirmed. "Can you put me down?" Tom smirked at Severus, carrying a silent message. "Of course, my precious. All you have to do is ask." As soon as Harry was on his feet, Severus swiped him up, causing Harry to mewl in protest. "Don't be like that karus. We love holding you." Severus nuzzled his face in between Harry's antlers while the little submissive began to blush. Draco pouted, but rectified the situation by pecking Harry on the lips. Tom chuckled as Harry murmured softly. "But it's so high up." Severus lifted his head and smirked down at his little submissive, who was currently squishing his face into Severus' robes. "Speaking of, we need to get your stuff karus. It would just not due for you to not have your clothes and school supplies." Harry's head snapped up at this and then his cheeks flushed in embarrassment yet again. Tom smiled at Harry as he had probably forgotten about grabbing his items during the ruckus at Gringotts. "Harry, can you apparate there? We will follow you through the bond." Severus gently set Harry down as their submissive nodded. He disapparated quietly, and Tom had to calm his panicked heart before gently grabbing Draco and following his precious' signal.
As Severus, Draco, and Tom apparated next to Harry, they were struck by how... quiet it was. Then they remembered just exactly whom lived in the little house Harry was staring at. Sensing his anger, but seeing it was not aimed at him, Harry gently placed his hand on Tom's arm, staring at him. Tom stuffed down his murderous thoughts at the sight of his precious' pleading eyes, but knew that they were ready to jump out at a moment's notice. Severus sniffed the air, looking around calculatingly. "The air smells of burnt wood. Surely, they are not that far behind in technologies?" Tom noticed Harry's eyes widen comically as his hair turned to a mustard color and he sniffed the air as well. Tom took a delicate whiff and also noted it was coming from the house in front of them. Harry bolted towards the door, slamming on it until an unhealthily skinny woman opened it with a scowl on her horse-like face. "What are you doing here, freak?" Venom dripped from her words until Petunia seemed to notice his new hair color and Tom, Draco, and Severus as an inhuman growl sprang from Draco's throat. "And you brought more of them! Get away! Go! Leave us alone, you devilish boy!" Tom walked forward, murder in his heart, just as an overly large sack of fat seemed to spring up in Petunia's defense. "It's a good thing we burned your godforsaken objects, boy. Imagine what it could have done in our house! If someone found out! You are no longer welcome here, brat. Leave!" As Harry stood, frozen, Tom, Draco, and Severus stalked up to the house. Suddenly, Vernon smiled wickedly. "Or why don't you come inside? Do you want more of our nightly sessions?" Vernon chuckled evilly as he, surprisingly quickly, grabbed Harry and slammed the door, calling for Dudley. Tom tried the handle and hissed at the dead bolted door, but had no qualms in smashing his shoulder against it repeatedly before it gave. Severus swooped in with his vampire speed and quickly swung a pants-less Vernon by his throat into the opposite wall. Glaring at Severus, a mini-blob of fat grabbed an almost pants-less Harry by his front and jerked, electing a high scream of pain from Harry, before he crashed into Dudley's stomach. Sneering down at Harry, Dudley gripped tighter and then smirked sinisterly at the three murderous males in the room as their submissive whimpered. "Oh look, the poor freaks are defenseless when one of their own could be caught in the crossfire. So tragic. I wonder, should I make a wish? Or should I just f*ck this delicious little morsel until he's moaning my name in release?" Draco, losing his cool, stepped forward in warning, his eyes flaring a blinding silver. Severus reached a pale arm in front of Draco, Tom stepping in front of both, thinking up a plan. "That's right, keep your other little freak in line while I have fun with this one." The ominous sound of a zipper was all Tom needed to act. With the possibility to hit Harry, all he would need to do is use a non-lethal spell. Just like the one Hogwarts students learn in their first year, the tickling charm. "Rictusempra!" Tom's aim was on point, as a silver light flashed and Dudley Dursley was on the ground gasping in laughter. Draco burst forward and pulled Harry off to the side, squeezing his little mate to him, murmuring healing spells and comforting words to the shaking submissive. Now that Harry was clear of any future damage, Severus and Tom exchanged murderous glances, walking towards an unconscious Vernon and wheezing Dudley.