THIRD POV

Arriving at the first vault, which was Tom's, Harry had to stay out. Of course, but he couldn't complain as he enjoyed looking at the giant dragon that guarded said vault. It was an ancient one, he could tell by the aura, but when it suddenly spoke to him, it's voice was of a deep baritone, speaking with a wise lit. It showed the many centuries of thoughts and experiences it had faced as a juvenile and a guard to the just as ancient vault of Slytherin. A siren, nature lord, and a trinity being... I have not seen one like you for a great many years, Hatchling. Harry looked at the great dragon in curiosity and amazement, but he could say nothing, as the dragon continued his parseltongue speech. You have many important deeds in front of you, I can see it... Your intendeds and yourself shall bring this twisted living back to its origins and show them all the true path... How you shall do it, I know not, though you must have faith, young one... The man whom overshadows your fate has done unforgivable acts, do not be afraid... A steady hand must be used or he shall slip underneath and truly change the tides... The dragon slowly shifted in his chains, tiredly resting his head in between his forepaws and his eyes grew lidded. It was as if a great trance had been put upon the submissive as he stood, silent, motionless, listening to the voice of a being that dated back thousands of years. Always remember... those that still live in honor shall never turn away from your plea... my Lord. Harry's eyes widened as the glowing orbs of the majestic beast slid behind his eyelids. Quickly breaking his silence, he ran to the dragon, checking his chest for any sign of breath. It was there, it seemed that the dragon had only gone to sleep. A bit of weight lifted off of the submissive's shoulders as he thought of the dragon's words. He would save the Wizarding World. What he was doing now was what he had been meant to do all along. He and his mates, his dominants. A goofy smile lit up his face as he gently kissed the dragon's crested head in gratitude and went back to the cart. Griphook shot Harry a knowing look before Tom, Severus, and Draco emerged from the vault with a bottomless bag filled with rare magical wonders. The dominants cautiously edged around the sleeping dragon, causing Harry to giggle. Shooting his submissive a fake glare, Draco smirked and swirled Harry into his arms, not letting him go no matter how much he whined. "You might not think dragons are dangerous creatures, but Dracos are." The subdominant nibbled delicately on Harry's ear while tickling his sides, making the little one beg for mercy in between laughs. Griphook looked at the scene with slight smugness, noticing the tender looks on the dominants faces as well. "Lord Prince's vault next, I presume?" Severus shook his head. "No, may we go to Draco's, and then Harry's first?" Griphook nodded and turned to face forward. "Of course." With that, the cart once again swooshed forwards, and went over a variety of odd track configurations before they abruptly stopped at Draco's vault. "Come, young one. Let me show you something special." Harry giggled and watched as the vault doors opened with a special golden magic. Throwing his other arm wide, Draco smirked at the wide eyes of his petit. "Look. Everything the light touches is our kingdom." Draco snickered as Harry's eyes seemed to glow with the reflection of the shining gold in the vault. "Everything?" Picking up a nearby galleon and handing it to the tiny male, he nodded seriously. "Yes, everything." Harry collapsed in a fit of giggles as Draco laughed, clutching Harry closer. "Ah, petit, I look forward to the mischief we shall make." Harry looked up at his dominant and smiled mischievously. "As do I, my big bad lion." Draco gasped, his aura coloring cyan and playfully growled at him, snatching the galleon back. "Take it back! I'm not some bloody Gryffindor." Harry giggled, snuggling closer. "You're right, you are my 'bloody Gryffindor'." Draco just groaned and set Harry down, while the mischief maker's smile grew bigger. "Just don't call me that in public." Harry giggled and walked away, leaving Draco with no affirmative to his request, which worried him a bit, but he just pushed it off. Grabbing a bottomless bag from the set of hooks next to the vault entrance, Draco set about collecting the things he would soon need, for Hogwarts and Harry. Severus and Tom smirked at each other as they watched their two submissives' little 'moment' upon entering the vault. They watched protectively as Harry picked up shiny things, inspected them, and carefully put them down and Draco grabbed seemingly random things and threw them into his bag. After about five minutes of this, Draco seemed to have almost everything as he walked over to a very large cabinet, having to open it with a twirl of his wand. They creaked open, but Draco summoned the two books he needed from the library quickly before ordering the doors shut once more. He didn't want Harry to see one of his presents, after all. "Come, petit, I am finished in here." Harry's head swiveled from inspecting a very interesting red cape that seemed to radiate with an even more interesting magic, levitating itself inside of a glass case. Draco cooed at the deer-in-headlights look Harry was sporting before noticing that the cape Harry was inspecting was inching a little too close to him for Draco's liking. "It's your vault next, little one." Harry scowled at Draco, but acquiesced at his concerned aura. The submissive did not notice the cape try to follow him through the glass, but Severus and Tom did, shooting Draco a look before walking to the cart. Griphook only smirked and waited until Harry was safely in the cart before shooting off, though they arrived at Harry's vault in less than two minutes. Harry got out and walked with Griphook, who nicked his own hand and placed his palm on the door. Severus, Tom, and Draco stood behind them, silently watching as the vault slowly opened. The stone rumbled until the doorway was cleared and Draco frowned as Harry entered. "Cher, doesn't our little one have more than this?" Severus nodded, a frown etched with his mouth as well. "Yes, he should. Griphook, is this Harry's trust vault?" With three sets of dominants staring at him, Griphook felt a little nervous, though he had down nothing wrong. "No, this is his familial vault. Harry's trust fund was depleted four years ago." Tom felt a scowl fall into his expression. "Who has been taking money from the Potter vaults?" Griphook straightened his spine and sent a scowl at Tom as well. "His magical guardian, Albus Dumbledore." A growl erupted from Draco's and Tom's mouth as they tried to control their tempers. "I would appreciate you all not acting that way towards me, my lords. You are all still wizards inside of goblin territory, I have the rights to do with you whatever I please. Just because your submissive is granted immunity, does not mean that the offer extends to the three of you." Severus sighed and knocked Tom and Draco on their heads, stepping in front of each. "Yes, we apologize, Master Griphook. We did not purposely mean to offend or antagonize you with our actions." A disbelieving sound came from the goblin as he crossed his arms stubbornly. "Would you be able to tell us if there was any way to get Harry's money and items back?" The goblin scoffed, turning his gaze to burn directly into Severus' irises. "Oh yes, there is most definitely a way to retrieve all of Harry's lost items, but why should I tell you, when I have nothing to gain from such an action?" Now it was Severus' turn to scoff, also crossing his arms. "'Nothing to gain'? You stand to destroy Dumbledore's reputation, and take away things that he has most likely already spent. With an assumption of the large interest put upon the items, you will also be able to take large amounts of many things from Dumbledore's own vault. You can increase your own wealth and restore your client's worth to this bank." A sinister smile spread over the goblin's features and Draco couldn't suppress his shudder. "You are correct, Lord Prince. I shall do as you request." A sharp nod from Severus and the discussion was over. It seems to be just in time as well, as not even two minutes later the dominants watch Harry walk out of the vault and into their cart. Griphook once more directed the cart along the track until, several minutes later, they appeared next to another vault, guarded by a deceivingly empty pool. As the group approached, Harry noticed ripples down below and watched as a great sea serpent rose from the watery depths, its scales glittering like lost jewels in the light given by the lanterns all around. Ah, a Prince, a nature lord, and their companions... Have fun, my Lord. The inside of this vault is filled with wonders for the imagination. Tom watched in slight awe as the great beast dove beneath the waters, its voice reverberating in his skull. Sadly, Draco and Severus were left slightly confused as they could not understand parseltongue. Nevertheless, Severus shook the feeling off the quickest and followed Griphook to his vault door, watching his submissives' faces with smugness. Seeing the interior of Severus' vault, Draco and Harry could not help but be mesmerized. Somewhere in the back of his mind, Harry completely agreed with the great serpent. There were chests, pictures, maps, portraits, and books everywhere. Not to mention the many mountains of varied types of gold coins surrounding it all. It looked like a treasure cave out of every pirates' greatest dream. A chuckle coming from Severus and Tom made both the submissives blush, breaking their trance. "Enjoy, but be careful with what you touch. I have not been able to get through all of the artifacts here, and some may be dangerous." Draco and Harry both bobbed their heads and walked in with awed looks and mischievous smiles on their faces. "A dastardly combo, those two are." Tom sighed and nodded his head, following Severus while the subdominant grabbed his needed things. Draco grabbed multiple strands of jewels and tastefully placed them on his person, decking himself out in riches in the mirror. Harry was exploring and looking at artifacts, quite like he did in Draco's vault. He couldn't help it, magic was always fascinating to him. Draco smiled at Harry's curiosity and decided he wanted to play 'dress the doll'. "Hey, Harry! Come over here, I want to show you something!" Harry jogged over, curiosity abound, only to giggle at the sight of Draco. "Lion, you look like a jewelry box threw up on you." Draco mock gasped and turned to look at himself again in the mirror. "Excuse me! I'll have you know I look like all of the rich heads of prestigious families in the Wizarding community." He struck a pose and listened to Harry's delightful giggles. "But anyway, I wanted you to see what you would look like when you wear all of this. So get over here!" Harry yelped and tried to run away, only for the taller man to grab hold of his submissive and put him on the dressing dias. "Don't move, Harry, or else I'll use a sticking charm!" Harry gasped in mock horror as Draco laughed evilly. Perusing the many jewelry boxes and chests conveniently placed around their spot, Draco grabbed jewels that would complement Harry's gorgeous emerald eyes, luscious dark black hair, and elegantly pale skin. Harry tried not to move as Draco drew nearer, though he felt like his doom was looming closer. Placing the first piece of jewelry on, a plain necklace, Harry squeaked and ran, causing Draco to chuckle. "Accio Harry Potter!" The submissive yelped as he flew backwards into the arms of his dominant, who promptly plopped him on the dressing dias again. Harry groaned and sat down crosslegged, pouting. Draco tsked and hoisted Harry up, quickly casting a sticking charm before the little one could protest. Draco pecked Harry on the cheek and clasped another necklace around his neck, this one a lace choker with an emerald in the middle. Placing a silver bracelet on his right wrist and two more on his left one, Draco held up a beautifully cut silver ring with an emerald jewel in the center. "Would you be mine, petit?" Harry's mood lightened as he giggled and gently put his right hand out, but before Draco could place it on, the ring flew out of his hands and onto Harry's middle finger, sitting in front of Emrys lordship ring. Harry yelped again as he saw the emerald energy flowing from the ring and surrounding his body. Severus and Tom both heard their submissives' cries and saw the bright green light. They withdrew their wands and started running for their mates. They were too late though as Harry felt himself being lifted into the air and surrounded by the energy. He could hear the frantic calls of his mates fading away, causing Harry's mind to grow frantic and his magic to start fluctuating rapidly. It was for naught, as in less than a minute, the green magic shield had completely encompassed Harry and he fell into unconsciousness.