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Tom Riddle Sr blinked. What was that? Were his ears functioning properly? He shook his head and again asked the two nurses and the doctor who were standing in front of him how his wife was. The three glanced at each other and Tom could see the three were amused by the situation as well.

“Mr. Riddle, calm down,” Dr Anndrais spoke softly, “You are not hearing things.” He smiled and patted the exceptionally good looking man’s shoulder. “Your wife is having triplets. It’s completely normal.”

“Oh.”

And, next second, the two nurses were ushering an unconscious Tom Riddle into a room himself. The doctor chuckled to himself as he informed other two Riddles of the good news. It seemed the man hadn’t expected to become a father to three kids in the slightest.  The man’s parents on the other hand were delighted to hear they had become grandparents of three children in an instant.

Tom Riddle Sr sighed as he saw the three troublemakers running around the mansion. He didn’t know where their energy came from, since neither he nor Merope were that energetic. He’d definitely not been that hyper at the age of six and Tom was willing to bet his savings Merope sure as hell hadn’t been an energetic child. Morfin on the other hand, yeah, he could envision that little shit strangling poor snakes and kicking puppies at the tender age of six. 

Tom Sr eyes crinkled in amusement as he saw his eldest son smiling smugly at his youngest who was glaring at his elder siblings who had stolen his violin from him. Tom couldn’t help but compare their actions to his. How could he not, the three angels looked exactly like him. Yes, he was a beautiful man and he was very proud of his beauty.

His sons had blushed furiously when his mother had shown them his baby album. There was no difference between him as a baby and them. Hell, his photo self could pass off as their sibling too.

Though, Tom was absolutely sure he had never been so narcissistic. Even at the age of six, his three sons thought they were God’s gift to mankind.

Tom Riddle Sr frowned to himself. Nah, that was a lie. He had been arrogant and narcisstic before he had married Merope at the age of twenty. But his sons took those traits to a whole new level.

Tom Riddle Sr glanced at his wife who was sitting on the opposite couch, watching the three of them with a fond grin on her face. He sighed in resignation.

Merope was loads better now because of the cosmetic surgery he’d begged her to have before marriage much to the delight of her mental brother. Morfin was a son of a bitch, he didn’t have a single good bone in his wretched body. He could never love Merope and he will always be a little angry at his parents for arranging a marriage for him but he had accepted his situation after a year. At least they were cordial to each other and lived peacefully.

Life was good.

“What?”

Tom rolled his eyes at his father who was looking at him and his brothers as if he was seeing them for the first time in his life. Which was a joke since his father saw the same face reflected in the mirror every day, albeit older. It didn’t matter though, his father looked real good for a 39 year old. He could easily pass off as 33 year old man. His paternal genes were really good.

Tom repressed a shiver at the thought of looking like his mental and drug addict uncle or like any member of his mother’s family. Bloody hell, that would have been a real nightmare. He was so glad he and his brothers had taken after their father.

“Honestly, dad—” Salazar arched a mocking brow at his father, who was still looking bewildered. “How hard it is to understand we like this guy? I didn’t take you for a fool, daddy dearest.”

Tom Riddle Sr nodded slowly, then scowled when he realised Salazar had again praised and insulted him in same breath. He ignored the insult. “I know you are gay, all three of you. I know that and I don’t care. Even if you were asexual, I wouldn't care. As long as you are happy and content and true to yourself, that’s all that matters to me and your mother.” He paused, “What I don’t understand is—”

Tom Riddle Sr yelped when he felt Ellair’s arm around his shoulder. He narrowed his eyes at the youngest triplet who had plopped down beside him and was now smiling at him beatifically. His son looked like an angel at the moment. A sweet, kind, beautiful angel who could never do any wrong.

Yeah right.

The three’s personality was exactly the same even if they behaved somewhat differently at times.

His eldest son, Tom Marvolo Riddle, was named after him and Merope’s father. He was tall, handsome, charming and a polite nineteen year old. He was courteous, sincere and  very ambitious. Though, when angered he was the most ruthless of three.

His second son, Salazar Godric Riddle was named after Merope’s great grandfather and his best friend, Godric. Salazar was an arrogant young man who loved making people uncomfortable with his eerily, accurate psychological analysis. His wind swept, long hair were never tied and he always had a mocking look on his devastatingly handsome face, as if he was above the people around him. Tom Riddle Sr was glad that didn’t include his family.

The youngest triplet, Ellair Thomas Riddle was the sweetest of the three; only on the outside. Ellair was just as devious and cunning as his elder brothers on the inside, even if he acted very shy and sweet when communicating with others.

His youngest son had the innate ability to insult people while looking as innocent as a doe. That was some talent he had. And some idiots even smiled when he insulted them, thinking Ellair was actually praising them. Stupid fools.

Ellair was also the calmest of the three triplets and was not prone to anger outbursts like Tom and Salazar were.

And, there was a good reason for that.

Ellair’s passion lay in music, unlike his brothers. Everyone knows, music is the surest way to calm one’s mind. Ellair was a prodigy, a genius like Salazar and Tom but he simply wasn’t interested in academics.

Salazar only added to his temper by engaging in hobbies like fencing and archery. His mind was very destructive one could say. Or maybe the more accurate term would be he was simply blood thirsty. He liked making people uncomfortable for shits and giggles.

Tom was different. He liked to sit and think, and joined both Salazar and Ellair in their respective indulgences. Though, Tom preferred to play the flute and cello more than piano and violin. And he really liked beating Salazar in fencing, a fact which irked Salazar beyond doubt.

That actually made Tom the most dangerous of the three.

Tom was studying going to become a physicist, Salazar was going to become a psychiatrist and Ellair was going to become a pianist. He could play the violin, flute and cello very well too, but he was in love with the piano and had thus chosen it as his instrument of choice.

Merope, Mary and Thomas were looking at the scene unfolding in front of them with wide eyes. They had no idea what the three troublemakers were up to this time.

“Dear father,” Ellair drawled and Tom Riddle Sr quirked a brow at him. “What’s so hard to understand?” he smirked and Tom Riddle Sr wanted to whine. They were planning something again. He hated it when they did that. And the two standing always pushed Ellair to the front when they wanted something done. They liked to butter him and Merope up before wanting something outrageous.

“Tom, Salazar and I love Harry.” Ellair said smoothly as if it was a fact of the universe or Newton’s Law of Motion. “We love him and we are going to pursue him. We are going to ask him out. Harry belongs to us in every way and it’s time we make it official lest some pest thinks they have a chance. Harry is the best and he should only be with the best." He pointed at himself and his brothers. “Me and my brothers. We are the best.”

Tom Riddle Sr blinked and only snapped out of his dazed state when he heard his mother’s shrill scream. He turned to look at his parents and wife and wasn’t surprised to see his father on floor; unconscious, after hearing Ellair’s proud reasons why Harry should be with them.

All three of them.

Damn it!

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Tom Riddle Sr shared a look with his wife who sighed and nodded at him. He turned back to his sons and wasn’t surprised in the least to see them looking supremely unconcerned. They didn’t care at all that their desire to be with the same boy had made their grandpa faint in shock.

Merope, Mary and the live in gardener of the Riddles, Frank Bryce, took Thomas Riddle back to his room who was still unconscious. Tom Sr saw the three carrying his father up the stairs and couldn’t help but grin tiredly. He knew his father will get over it in time. He always does.

What really concerned him at the moment was what he’d heard. He has to find out if they are bullying this Harry into going out with them, because that he will not tolerate. If Harry wanted to be with them of his own free will, well, it’s a little unconventional but not unheard of. He is fine with that. If the four were happy with each other, who was he to come in between them?

And if his sons really wanted Harry, they are going to make him fall for them no matter what. They are persistent like that. But he didn’t want them to coerce Harry, that will only hurt the four of them in long run.

If their feelings were mutual, well, Harry better prepare himself to be treated like a prince and revered for the rest of his life. He and Merope knew their offspring and they knew how fiercely possessive they were of their items. If the three loved their non-living things so much, Tom Riddle Sr could only imagine how deeply they must love this guy.

Merope came down the stairs and quietly sat down on her husband’s other side. Ellair had still not joined his brothers who were standing in front of them with an anxious look on their face. Tom Sr looked at his wife and wasn’t surprised to see the same bewilderment he was feeling reflected on her face.

This was surprising, shocking, if Tom Sr was being honest with himself. Their children usually didn’t give a shit about others opinion. Tom Riddle Jr, Salazar Riddle and Ellair Riddle were the best and they were always right about everything, which, sadly, they usually were. And they were very subtle about it too.  

No one could ever call them know it all or any other demeaning word. No one ever had. Everyone had been too star stuck by them to do anything else.

That was another thing which separated Tom Sr from his sons. He knew he was pretty average in studies, he had been much more interested in playing with his friends. Things like that had never happened to him. People liked him a lot, but no one hung to his every word as if what he was saying was the very universe of the fact. Neither was he very good at convincing people to do something. 

His sons on the other hand, the three were so damn persuasive that sometimes he got scared of their power. Where the hell had they gotten that ability, Tom Sr didn’t know. Merope and he didn’t have that effect on people.

Tom Riddle Sr knew he and his wife to have talk to their children now.

“So, you three like the same guy.” Tom Sr turned to Ellair who to his surprise withdrew his arm from his shoulder and nodded solemnly. Tom Sr turned back to Salazar and Tom and the tension which had been unknowingly building in his gut dissipated as he saw their expressions.

Salazar had never looked so—sincere. Ever.

Tom was actually smiling gently and that more than anything made Tom Sr believe the three were dead serious about Harry. He shared a glance with his wife and knew she was thinking the same. Harry must be really special to have caught their interest. Their feelings were genuine and Tom Sr knew he didn’t need any more proof. He was pretty sure Harry was going to become his and Merope’s son in law in future, that wasn’t even up for discussion now.

So what if the four couldn’t get married? He knew his sons, he had raised them. They are going to put a ring on it, one way or the other. One of them is going to marry Harry in the future.

“You do know it’s going to be difficult, right?” Merope asked in a quiet voice.

Ellair snorted from beside his father at his mother’s words. “That word doesn’t exist in your sons dictionary mother.” He leaned forward and quirked a brow at his mother and smiled mischievously. “Or have you forgotten Salazar is in his third year of medicine even if he is only nineteen?”

Merope sighed as she heard her youngest but a small smile graced her features and she nodded back at him.

“We love him.” Merope and Tom Sr stiffened as they heard their eldest son. They turned to Tom and were shocked to see the sincerity and affection reflected in Tom’s dark grey eyes.

Tom grinned wryly at his parents. “I know it’s shocking but it’s the truth. I met him first because we share a class. I am minoring in geology and that’s how I met my love.” He let out a chuckle as Salazar wound his arms around his neck and kissed his cheek. Tom raised a brow at his younger brother who only grinned fondly at him. “Our love, brother.”

Tom laughed. “Yeah, yeah, our love.” He turned back to his parents and Ellair and smiled again. “It’s not a whim. We are sure he returns our affection too but I think he is mortified with the fact that he likes all three of us as well. As you said, it’s not very common.”

Ellair rose from the couch then and joined his brothers. He went to stand on the other side of Tom and kissed his brother’s cheek before turning back to his parents, his handsome face a picture of innocence. “You can’t stop us from dating him, we know he loves us too. The only obstacle standing in our relationship is Harry himself,” Ellair frowned as Tom chuckled, “his shyness if you want to be technical.”

“We are not coercing him or taking advantage of him, I can assure you of that.” Merope and Tom Riddle Sr’s eyes widened in shock as they heard the soft voice of their middle son.

Salazar smiled at his parents’ baffled expression, knowing full well the reason for their bewilderment.

Salazar knew out of the three of them, he was the one with most anger issues. Not to mention his innate ability which literally scared some people. People usually can’t tell everything about a person after only meeting them for once. His unique ability had not failed him till now.

Salazar was damn proud of his intuition. It was so fun to see people blanching when he guessed their intentions clearly. He only did it when someone pissed him off though. It wasn’t like he actually liked talking or being courteous to other people, hell no! Everyone was just so — dull and boring. Irritating, if he was being honest.

The only time he didn’t feel bored out of his mind was when he was with his siblings, his family and Harry. Those three were the only ones who he cared about. Well, he could tolerate his medicine’s professor, Augustus Rookwood but other than him, no one.

Tom Sr glanced at the mother of his children who sighed before smiling at him. Tom Sr returned her smile and shook his head fondly.

Neither he nor Merope had any intention of stopping their children. Not to mention they couldn’t stop them even if they wanted to. And if Harry really wanted to be with their sons—that was Harry’s business now, wasn’t it. As long as the three treated Harry well, Tom Sr really had no problems with the four being in a relationship. As long as his children and Harry were happy with each other, that’s all that mattered to him.

Tom Riddle Sr turned back to his sons and gave them a blinding grin.  “Alright! We are fine with it. Go get your man!”

Tom, Ellair and Salazar’s eyes widened in disbelief and before the parents could realise what was happening the three young men pulled their parents from the couch and hugged them one by one. Ellair even kissed his father and mother’s cheeks much to the adult’s surprise. The three usually ran away from affectionate gestures.

“Thank you.” Tom said, an unknown emotion shining in his eyes. “You have no idea how happy it makes us to have your blessing.”

Merope’s eyes softened at Tom’s words and she stroked his cheek lovingly. She turned to her middle son who quirked a brow at her but let her caress his cheek too after an exaggerated eye roll.

“You really do love him, don’t you?”

Salazar nodded and stopped his mother from taking her hand back.

“Very much.”

“Then that’s all the reassurance we need.” Tom Riddle Sr said, an amused grin playing on his lips.

“Now, your mother and I need to go and check on your gramps.” The three let out a snort at that. Their grandfather had a flair for dramatics. Both he and grandma always agreed with what they wanted in the end. “Have fun wooing, Harry.”

With that, Tom Riddle Sr went upstairs to calm down his father and mother. He heard Merope’s footsteps behind him and sighed. This will take a while. 

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“Harry!” Salazar exclaimed as he strolled to the beautiful, messy-haired eighteen year old standing awkwardly outside his lecture hall.

“What are you doing here?” Salazar asked softly much to the bewilderment of his classmates. They all glanced warily at each other, unable to believe Salazar could actually be nice to someone and not psychoanalyse them.

Harry blushed as he handed the taller male the files professor Merrythought had asked him to give to Salazar. “Merryhought asked me to give these to you. Apparently, you left them at home but Ellair got them for you and requested Merrythought to give them to you since he had to run to his first class.”

Salazar’s eyes widened in horror as he realised what files he had left behind. Fucking hell! Grindelwald would have been a pain if he’d not been able to give his presentation today. He and Dumbledore were not as charmed by him and his brothers as the rest of the teachers were. They still liked them a lot but it was a tad bit less than other professors.

For instance, any other teacher would have just shrugged off his late presentation but the fucking blonde git would give him extra assignments and make him interact with others. Dickhead.

“Thank you so much, love,” Salazar groaned, as he took the folder from Harry’s soft hands failing to notice the shiver that went through Harry at his words. He was too busy feeling basking in the feeling of Harry’s touch to notice Harry’s expression and electrified by Harry’s touch and escaping his punishment, “you saved me, Harry. How can I repay you?” he turned his gaze back to Harry and let a lascivious smirk grace his lips.

“Name anything, darling,” Salazar ignored the shocked gasps of his stupid classmates and continued to gaze into Harry’s beautiful eyes. “And it’s yours.” 

God, how can someone be so enchanting! Harry was a marvel and only his. The way Harry’s cheeks reddened when he or his brothers flirted with him never failed to send a pleasant tingle down his spine. The only reason he did not get aroused was because he was a control freak. No way will he act like a commoner and get an erection in public. That was just uncouth behaviour. He and his brothers were not like that!

Harry averted his eyes and mumbled something unintelligible under his breath.

“What was that darling,” Salazar leaned closer and clenched his hand  when he saw Harry’s breath hitch making his Adam’s apple bob.

“I said—” Harry wanted to drown in a river, what it was about the Riddle triplets that reduced him to this incoherent state. Oh, he knew. It was because he was a fucking creep who had feelings for all three brothers. His father and Sirius would have a field day if they realised that when he talked about Riddle at home he meant all three Riddles.

Though Harry wondered from time to time if he really should be blamed for having fallen for all three of them. Tom, Ellair and Salazar didn’t leave a single opportunity to flirt with him or insinuate something sexual between them. And he knew it meant something to them as well. Sure, the three brothers were charming, and were quite polite to most people except for Salazar but they only flirted with him.

Only him. That made Harry very very happy.

The three were so damn gorgeous that Harry couldn’t help but feel a bit smug that he was special. He had their utmost devotion. He was just Harry, there was nothing extraordinary about him. He was good looking, he knew that. His parents never failed to gush over him and call him their beautiful baby boy.

But Tom, Ellair and Salazar had breathtaking beauty.

Harry had been glared at by many for having the triplets’ attention. He gave as good as he got, though. He glared right back with his friends who were not at all amused by the fact that Harry was being bullied because he was the Riddle triplets’ object of affection.

It wasn’t fair! Why should he be glared at? So what if they liked him?

Harry wondered what would have happened if that incident was made public. Harry knew Tom, Salazar and Ellair wouldn’t give a shit. The three loved each other and frankly it had been that girl’s fault. Salazar hadn’t done anything wrong.

If the students knew what Salazar had said to that bitch, well, Harry was pretty sure he wouldn’t be glared at anymore. 

Harry shook his head as he realised what he was doing. This wasn’t the time to get lost in his own thoughts. Salazar had  asked him a question and he needed to tell Salazar what he wanted.

“Well—you can treat me to a coffee later, if it’s not too much trouble.”

Salazar’s eyes widened in delight and he leaned in and whispered huskily in Harry’s ear. “Done, love.”

Harry felt dizzy, Salazar wasn’t fair! His voice had no business sounding like that. Neither was it fair for him to wear ear cuffs, two on each side, which only added to his attractiveness.

“Right.”

Salazar winked at Harry and turned around to go back inside. Harry knew he should move but he couldn’t help but take in the sight of Salazar’s gorgeous behind. He and Salazar would make a gorgeous picture when Salazar will fuck him into the mattress.

Harry blanched as he realised what he’d just thought and fled the corridor at a light speed.  Riddle triplets had turned him into a fucking pervert and stupid. Was he having such a strong reaction because he was a virgin and had only ever felt attracted to Riddle triplets?

Harry wanted to whine. Why was this happening to him?

Harry sighed as the class finished. He was tired. He wanted to go home and eat his dad and Remus' cooking. Then he is going to sit with his mum and Sirius and they are all going to watch a movie.  It would've been nice if Rodolphus and Rabastan had joined them too but Sirius and Remus' respective husbands had a lot on their plate. They shared the responsibility of the CEO of their company, even though in name the position was still their father's.

His father and Remus on the other hand will not be joining them. They were barred from the movie time unless they behaved. His father always made fun of the movies and Remus always pointed out the plot holes which literally ruined the movie. When Severus joined them, well, to say the movie nights turned disastrous would be an understatement.

His father, Severus and Remus left no chance to make fun of the movie, much to the annoyance of his godfather and mom. The Lestrange brothers though found their respective partners behaviour hilarious.

Harry put his books in his bag and was about to leave when Tom stepped in front of him, effectively blocking his path way. Harry felt his heart flutter as he looked in the grey eyes of the taller male. He couldn’t understand why he felt as if he was floating whenever he was in the presence of his classmate. It was like everything was right in the world as long as Tom was beside him.

“Hey.” Harry said in greeting.

“Hello, Harry.” Tom greeted back. “I heard you agreed to go out with my brother for a coffee. I am here to escort you.”

Harry felt — sad for some reason as he heard the smooth, rich voice of Tom. The way Tom was looking at him, it didn’t seem he was bothered at all by the fact that Harry had agreed to go out with Salazar.

“You are not angry? That I am going with Salazar?”

Tom’s eyes widened as he heard Harry. “Angry? Why would I be angry Harry?”

Harry’s shoulders slumped a little. “Oh.” Maybe Tom did not like him that much then. “Why should I feel jealous when Ellair and I will be joining you too?”

Harry snapped from his dazed state at Tom’s words. Tom was looking at him with amusement shining in his dark grey eyes. “Really Harry?” Tom asked, an amused smile playing on his lips. “Did you really believe Ellair and I would let Salazar have you all to himself.” He stepped forward and Harry sucked in a breath. God, how was it possible for someone to be so handsome. He swallowed as Tom’s eyes darkened in desire and something which Harry didn’t want to name.

Tom lowered his mouth to his ear and Harry shivered when he felt Tom’s cool breath fan across his neck and ear. His voice was velvety smooth, heavy with desire and lust as he whispered huskily, “you are mine, Harry. You belong to us.”

Harry felt a pleasant shiver run down his spine and his knees felt wobbly as he heard those lovely words in his ears. When he looked up at Tom again, he wasn’t surprised to find Tom pursing his lips, doing his best to not laugh out loud.

Harry scowled. “Bastard.” They did this on purpose, the three knew how much their presence affected him and always tried to make him look stupid. The frustrating part was they always succeeded in their nasty endeavours. Harry ended up feeling stupid and dumb when they came near him.

Ellair was the only one who didn’t tease him to this degree.

Harry huffed and tried to leave but was stopped by Tom’s hand on his arm.

Tom had a lazy grin on his handsome face which did funny things to Harry’s insides. God, he was such a pervert! He couldn’t believe he was actually felling butterflies in his stomach because of that look in Tom’s eyes, “now, now. Don’t be angry, darling. We both know how much you love us.”

Harry felt his cheeks redden and saw how Tom’s eyes again turned dark and dangerous.

“I think we should leave now.” Tom said softly and let go off his hold on Harry’s arm. Harry gulped as Tom closed the distance between them so that they were standing together. He gestured to the door. “Shall we?

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Harry nodded and both he and Tom made their way towards the main gate. Harry knew what had caused Tom’s sudden change in attitude.  Instances like these proved to Harry that the triplets were honest in their intentions and were very serious about him.

As soon as he’d blushed, Tom had stiffened. The lazy grin he’d been sporting had disappeared from his face to be replaced by something dark and dangerous. He knew Tom wanted to kiss him, he felt the urge too. He can just imagine how wonderful it would feel to press his lips against the soft looking ones, to thread his hands in the short, dark, wavy hair. He wondered if Tom would be gentle or rough when they would kiss for the first time.

And that’s where the crux of his dilemma lay.

He felt equally aroused with Salazar and Ellair too. He was so embarrassed and a little ashamed that he wanted all three of them.

Harry could at least admit the truth to himself, he wanted the Riddle triplets to be his. He wanted them to make love to him in every way imaginable. He wanted them to care for him, love him, watch movies with him, go on dates with him. He wanted them to fuck him so hard that they would need to replace their bed.

He just wanted Tom, Ellair and Salazar because he loved them. He wanted to make them as happy as they made him.

Harry knew it was time to come out clean to his parents about his heart problems. Harry knew the triplets will ask him out today, they’d been trying to get him to go out with them for last six months but he had always turned them down.

Well, he won’t do so anymore. He liked them and he will go out with them. It wasn’t his problem if people were jealous of them. Those people can fuck right off.

Ellair and Salazar’s face lit up as they saw Harry and Tom coming towards them. The two could see many people throwing Harry and their elder brother disbelieving looks as Tom had his arm around Harry’s shoulder. They also noticed Harry’s friends, Ron Weasley, Luna Lovegood, Neville Longbottom, Hermione Granger, Draco Malfoy and Theodore Nott smiling smugly as their friend made his way towards them and their car.

“So they do approve of our interest in Harry.” Ellair said casually as he saw Ron and Theo showing some girls a middle finger who had been glaring at Harry.

“Hmm, it looks like that, doesn’t it,” Salazar narrowed his eyes at the pests who were glaring at his Harry. He wondered if he had made a mistake not making it a public knowledge what the stupid bitch had tried to do to him. If what he’d done to the obsessed bitch in return had come out, well, let’s just say no one would have had the audacity to even look at Harry in a funny way. Or at him and his brothers for that matter.

Maybe he shouldn’t have acquiesced to Scrimgeour and Bones request. He didn’t give two shits about that slut’s reputation. It was already in shambles before the bitch had tried to do that.

The point was, he didn’t want to associate himself with such a gross person. The thought itself gave him the creeps.

Salazar sighed and ran a hand through his hair. Just thinking about that pig of a female was enough to make his blood boil. He needed to calm down.

“Nott and Weasley scored a point in my book just for defending Harry now.” He muttered as he slipped his hands in his trousers pockets.

Ellair nodded. “You are right. Though Luna and Neville have always been on my side.”

Salazar gave Ellair a fake smile as he heard that which made the youngest triplet wince. “Ah geez, on our side. happy.” Ellair rolled his eyes at his brother’s possessive nature. Though he couldn’t really blame Salazar for feeling that way about Harry. Harry was such an exquisite being, it would be weird if they didn’t want to treasure him and keep him away from all harm. Harry belonged with him and his brothers.

Harry felt heat crawl up his neck as he took in the delight on Ellair and Salazar’s face. They looked so fucking happy at seeing him with Tom. They really did love him, didn’t they?

“Harry, you first,” Ellair opened the door of their Jaguar for Harry. Harry ducked his head in embarrassment and quickly got inside. He clutched his bag tightly to his side and saw Tom climbing in the driver’s seat. Salazar also joined him in the front while Ellair joined him in the back.

Salazar turned and winked at Harry before handing Ellair his and Tom’s things.

“You are going to love the place we are taking you to,” Salazar said, his eyes shining with excitement. He couldn’t wait to introduce Harry to Ariana’s place. Salazar sometimes wondered how his professor’s younger sister could be so nice. She was such a sweet person unlike her annoying brother and his equally dickhead of a husband.

Aberforth was just not interested in anything except his bikes, and that made him a very good person in his book. Aberforth even shooed the annoying pests that came to ask him out when he just wanted to drink his coffee in peace and listen to some music.

Salazar wondered if all of that rubbish would stop once Harry agrees to go out with them. He could kiss Harry whenever he wants and that would keep away any and all pests away from him.

“I am sure I will,” Harry replied in a soft voice.

Ellair shared a look with Salazar and saw how Tom’s eyes were flicking from road to him and Harry in the rear view mirror.

“Dear brother, please don’t collide with someone.” Tom gritted his teeth at Ellair’s patronizing tone. “I am not going to ravish Harry in the back. Please, for God’s sake, keep your eyes in front.”

Harry buried his face in his hands in embarrassment. “God! You three are so— shut up!” Harry groaned into his palms.

Tom glared at Ellair who just smiled smugly at him. “You’ll pay for this at home. Mark my words.”

“Now, now, let Tom drive, Ellair,” Salazar said, already putting on his earphones to listen to some songs. They shouldn’t tease Harry too much on the way. They have their whole lives for that.

“Oh! Tom! Ellair! Salazar! It’s so good to see you.” Ariana’s blue eyes widened in delight as she saw the triplets enter the café. She saw a young man standing awkwardly beside them and her delight only increased. This had to be Harry, the boy the three liked. She’d heard enough about Harry Potter from the Riddle triplets to recognize him immediately.

“Come on in, I’ll show you to your private table.”

Harry didn’t know why but he felt really happy as he grinned at the dark haired woman who appeared to be in her late twenties or early thirties. There was just something about her that made Harry feel warm and content. He looked around the café and wondered how come he had never visited this place. Then again, it wasn’t near his house or the university. It was very stylish and posh but not imposing. The café had a sense of calm and serenity about it that made you feel relaxed instantly. He could see why his future boyfriends adored the place.

Ariana took the four men to the very back of her café. There were only five tables there and only her friends and special clients were seated there. The five tables were also separated to provide privacy to the patrons. She had suggested Salazar sit here if sitting with other customers made him uncomfortable, she had seen it did. She hadn’t been able to control her laughter when the long haired man had grabbed the opportunity with both hands.

“So?" She looked at the four with kind blue eyes and a smile on her face. “What would you like?”

Tom smiled gently at the woman who they all saw as sort of a big sister even if Dumbledore himself annoyed them a lot. “Surprise us.”

Ariana laughed but nodded and turned to Harry. “What about you, dear? What would you like?”

Harry ducked his head in embarrassment. She really was very nice. “Uh—anything sweet is fine. I am fine with any sweet drink.”

Ariana smiled. “Of course. You just relax and enjoy yourself.”

With that Ariana went back to the front of the café to prepare their orders.

Harry turned back to the three men and a laugh escaped him when he found the three’s gaze already on him.

“What?”

Tom shook his head. “Nothing. I still can’t believe you are here with us.”

Harry blushed. Well, Tom wasn’t alone in thinking that. Even he couldn’t believe that they were finally going to give a name to their relationship.

“I’ll come straight to the point then,” Harry whipped his head to glance at Salazar who was looking at him with such deep emotion in his eyes that for a moment Harry forgot to breathe.

“I love you.” Salazar said, his grey eyes fixed on the messy haired, eighteen year old whose emerald eyes had widened in shock at his bold declaration. “As much as Tom and Ellair do. I want you to choose us, Harry James Potter.”

He reluctantly turned to his brothers and wasn’t surprised to find both of them looking at him with fond amusement in their eyes.  

Salazar met his elder brother’s gaze who tilted his head a little before smiling softly.

Tom turned to Harry and his heart thudded in his chest as he saw the rosy blush adorning Harry’s ivory cheeks, the way Harry was trying so hard and (failing) to keep the smile from his face. Harry really was very beautiful.

And just as much in love with them as they were with him. He looked so happy by his brother’s confession.

“Harry.” The green eyed teen slowly turned to look at him and Tom’s lips curved up in delight as he saw how Harry was doing his best to not avert his gaze, he was meeting his gaze head on. Harry loved them just as much as they did him. “Will you choose us?” he asked softly.

Harry nodded slowly before grinning broadly at the object of his affection. “Yes.” He gave Tom a warm smile before turning to look at Salazar and Ellair who were looking at him as if he had just granted them their greatest desire in the world. Maybe he had. They sure have granted him his. “Yes. I would love to be your boyfriend.”

A breathtaking smile came on both Salazar and Ellair’s face at hearing Harry’s acceptance of their love.

The beautiful sight proved too much for Harry’s heart though.

He ended up hiding his face in his hands, unable to look any longer at the utter joy reflecting on the identical men’s faces. He needed a moment for himself. If he will look at Tom now, he just knew he will faint. There was only so much happiness he could take. His heart was beating so fast that Harry was actually worried about himself.

He needed to get his composure back.

“You truly are wondrous, Harry.”

Harry felt heat crawl up his neck as he heard Tom’s velvety smooth voice. Hesitantly, he lifted his head to look at Tom and a pleasant shiver ran down his spine at the way Tom was looking at him.

Forget how the three had made him feel before they were dating. Harry really needed to master some control over his emotions or he can say goodbye to his university. He might as well move in with the triplets and save himself the embarrassment of being seen like a besotted fool every time Tom, Ellair or Salazar so much as grinned at him.

There was too much affection and fondness in Tom’s gaze. Harry was quite surprised that he was still sitting in his chair and not lying in Tom’s arms. He gave himself a mental pat for not fainting.  

Maybe he wasn’t hopeless after all.

Tom’s eyes crinkled in amusement as he saw the shy grin on Harry’s face. He really had fallen in love with a wonderful man.

Harry will never want for anything with him and his brothers. He will always be loved and cherished.

Before Salazar or Ellair could say anything, they saw Ariana step inside with their drinks and sandwiches and promptly kept their teasing words to themselves. It was very amusing to see Harry’s reaction just now to their elder brother’s full attention, unrestrained love.

They’d controlled themselves before in front of Harry, they didn’t want to scare their beloved by making him aware of the depth of their feelings for him. But now, they needn’t hide their desires and affection any longer.

Harry was theirs and everyone will know that fact.

Ariana gently placed the drinks and sandwiches in front of the four before inquiring from Harry if he needed anything else. The beautiful young man murmured something unintelligible, ducking his head in embarrassment in reply.

Ariana grinned fondly at the messy haired boy before squeezing his shoulder once in reassurance. She nodded at the three Riddles before making her way back to the front of the café.

As soon as she left the room, a wide smile came on her face. They've finally done it!

Ariana had been on the doorstep when Salazar had confessed to Harry. She didn’t want intrude on the private moment of the four for any reason and had thus remained where she was. After she was sure she wouldn’t be interrupting them, she had stepped inside.

It felt good to see the kids she considered as her little brothers finally ask the man they loved to be theirs.

Tom, Salazar and Ellair were good men. She hoped they would be very happy with Harry. From what she’d observed, the messy haired young man was perfect for them.

She wished the four utmost happiness in the world.

Chapter Text

“Harry.”

Harry slowly lifted his head to glance at Tom and his heart skipped a beat when he noticed the way his boyfriend was looking at him. The eldest Riddle triplet was looking at him as if he was the most wondrous thing in the world.

God, he really was lucky to have Tom as his boyfriend.

“Yes?”

Tom gestured to the drink and the plate of turkey sandwich and fries in front of him. “Aren’t you going to dig in?”

Harry blinked. Ah. Yes, yes, Ariana, the sweet owner of the café had just placed their orders in front of them.

Harry blushed as he realised he had completely forgotten about them.

Salazar groaned as he saw Harry’s lovely expression. Fuck! Now that Harry was his and his brothers, it was going to be really hard to keep his hands to himself.

He wanted to do nothing but go to Harry and kiss him senseless. He looked so beautiful! How can he not want to kiss that blush on Harry’s cheek, to feel the warm, soft, smooth skin under his lips, to make the messy haired boy whimper as he wound his fingers in his inky black hair and finally taste his tempting mouth.

Ellair rose an eyebrow as he saw Salazar clench his hand into a fist. Well, it seems like Salazar’s control on his urges wasn’t as iron clad as he’d thought.

He glanced at Harry who had finally picked up his drink and was humming appreciatively around the straw. Tom was looking fondly at their boyfriend, a soft smile on his face as he took a sip from his own glass.

It seems only Salazar was feeling horny right now. He took in his surroundings and a soft smile came on his face. Maybe it was because they were alone that Salazar was able to show his true emotions. He would never behave like this at university or anywhere else for that matter.

Though maybe letting out his true self once in a while in public would be a good thing. It would at least ensure that something like that won’t happen again. He knew some girls were shameless and would try to glare at Harry regardless of the fact that he was their boyfriend and the four of them were in a committed relationship. But such instances should be minimum once they go public with their relationship. He hoped to not have another Woods episode. He didn’t think he and his brothers would be able to let garbage like that bitch get away with just expulsion and two months’ time again.

Even now when he recalled what that horrid cunt had tried to do to his brother his blood started to boil. The slut had her eyes on him and Tom too, they’d both noticed the way the vile woman had used to look at them. But she seemed to be obsessed with Salazar.

Some girls were weird. They stared at them a lot, glared at their love of life as if they had any right to even look at Harry. They couldn’t report all of them, they couldn’t technically stop someone from looking at them. As long as they left them alone, they had no reason to report those people. But Woods was another story altogether. Her actions took on a whole other meaning after what she had tried to do to his brother.

Ellair clenched his hand to a fist, familiar anger threatening to take overtake him as he recalled that wretched day when Woods had been expelled and her parents had been called by the principal since she had tried to touch his brother; his brother’s cock if he was being specific.

The dumb bitch had forgotten that cameras were recording her foul actions. All of her deeds had been captured and the filthy woman had gotten her just results.

A vicious grin came on Ellair’s face as he recalled Woods’ parents disowning her then and there.

The horrid bitch deserved it!

Salazar glanced at his watch and wondered if Ellair would be amenable to pay a visit to Gabriel’s before going back home. Tomorrow was Saturday and he knew his father and grandmother enjoyed Gabriel’s cakes a lot. It was only four in the afternoon, Ellair didn’t start practicing until six. They should have plenty of time to pick up some pastries and cake for the weekend.

He was about to rise from his seat but stopped as he felt unfamiliar cold sensation in his crotch. A bunch of expletives left his mouth as he felt the cold liquid seep into his designer trousers. He whipped his head to glare at the trash that had done this and his glare intensified as he saw the fake expression on the blonde girl’s face standing in front of him. Woods was fooling no one with that distraught expression.

“I am so sorry, Salazar!” Woods exclaimed, her greedy eyes shifting back and forth from Salazar’s crotch to his face. “I didn’t see you.”

Salazar was about to tell her to shut her trap, he had been alone in the classroom till now, how could the stupid bitch not see where she was going.

“Just get out of my sight!” Salazar snarled, cursing the broad to hell and back for soaking his trousers and underwear.  Did she upend the whole fucking glass on him? He glared at his soaked clothes and wished nothing but ill on the girl.

“Oh, please, let me help!”

Salazar whipped his head to tell the girl to fuck off but his eyes widened in horror and he moved back instinctively as the filthy slut tried to reach out and dab his dampened crotch with her hands.

Salazar felt equal amounts of anger and disgust as he slapped Woods hands holding the napkins away and shoved her away from him.

“What the fuck are you doing?!” Salazar bellowed as he shot up from his chair to glare at the disgusting girl who was still looking at his soaked pubic area with a mad look in her eyes. Even her collision with the desk behind her didn’t deter the rotten girl.

“I just—” Woods began, extending her hand again to touch Salazar’s clothed cock.

“Ahhh!!!”

Salazar twisted the wretched wrist in his hand, hoping to break the fucking appendage so the disgusting bitch would never try to touch someone like that again.

“Riddle! Stop!” Woods sobbed as the tall teen twisted her wrist even more, all thoughts of feeling Salazar’s cock and seducing him fleeing from her mind as overwhelming pain took her arm and body.

“I’ll fucking kill you, you bitch!” Salazar hissed before letting go off her hand and striding past her and leaving the classroom.

Rufus Scrimgeour wondered once again how it had come to this. What Miss Woods had tried to do to Salazar Riddle—it was just too disgusting. Personally, he would not have cared if the horrible girl’s arm had really broken. The twenty two year old had planned everything, the cameras installed in the classrooms had told him and his wife everything they needed to know.

Woods had deliberately dropped the cold beverage on Mr. Riddle when he was alone so she could find a way to touch him. It had been made clear by the way she had tried to dab him with napkins and the way she had been looking at him.

His wife, Amelia and he had sat through two painful hours of stalker behaviour of Miss Woods.

Salazar’s elder brother, Tom had told them to pull up the footage of last three months to prove his brother was not wrong in the slightest to twist her arm. What she had wanted to do was far worse. And it was clear as daylight what Miss Woods wanted.

Woods behaviour was atrocious in every way.

It seems Miss Woods forgot that there were cameras installed in all classrooms. The ones located in medicine section even had audio. Neither he nor Amelia needed any more proof of Miss Woods’s guilty conscience.

Salazar Riddle only protected himself against the misconduct of another student who was trying to touch him without his consent. He only averted a sexual assault on his person. He had every right to defend himself.

Rufus came out of his thoughts as he heard his wife call his name. He turned to look at Amelia who simply gestured to the door, her meaning clear, Miss Woods’s parents were there.

“Yes, yes. Call them in,” Rufus said tiredly. He wondered again if incidents like these were a common occurrence nowadays.

As Amelia bones began telling Mr. and Mrs. Woods what their daughter had done, he wondered how his and Amelia’s kids would have turned out if they’d had any. He didn’t think they would be perfect, his wife and he weren’t, no one was actually. But he was sure of one thing, they wouldn’t have been anything like Maria Woods.

Rufus snapped out of his thoughts as he heard a strangled sob. He turned to the source of voice and grimaced as he saw the tears shining in Mrs. Woods’s eyes and the anger in her husband’s.

Well, those reactions were genuine. The two didn’t seem to be faking it. Rufus was quite proud to say he was good at figuring people out.

Maybe it was just Miss Woods who was the rotten apple in the family.

“Maria!” Mr. Woods yelled, drawing everyone’s attention in the room to him.

Tom Riddle Sr, his sons and Barty Crouch Jr, local police officer and friend of Riddles, watched with blank expressions as the would be assailant of Salazar Riddle flinched as she heard her father.

Amelia and Rufus simply watched the proceedings, perfectly content to sit and watch Maria get her just punishment.

“What is the meaning of this? What were you trying to do to that boy?!” Geralt asked, his eyes blazing with anger. Where he had gone wrong in his upbringing? Had he failed as a father? He didn’t know he was raising a — a sexual assaulter in his house.

Was she a homophobe too? Was his son in danger from her? She seemed the type. It wouldn’t surprise him if she was one. After seeing what he had, he wouldn’t put anything past her.

Maria didn’t answer, she simply glared at the floor, refusing to look at her parents.

“Answer your father, Maria,” Rachel Woods muttered, her voice hard and cold.

Maria didn’t speak, she just kept on glaring at the marble floor.

“Maria!!”

Maria flinched and finally raised her head to meet her father’s cold blue gaze.

“What were trying to do to Mr. Riddle here?” Geralt barked, his hands clenched into a fist as he tried to control his anger.

Maria didn’t answer again, hoping she would be told to just leave.

Unfortunately for her, that was not the case.

“You will answer me or you will never step inside my house again.”

Maria’s eyes widened in horror, “what?! You’ll throw me out just because I tried to feel him up and stalked him and his brothers?”

Geralt’s eyes narrowed as he heard his daughter. “Yes, I will.” Who was this girl? She was shamelessly admitting that she had tried to assault Salazar Riddle.

Maria snapped. She didn’t realise what she was about to say will seal her fate forever. In her anger she forgot everything and showed her true colors to her parents.

“Are you mad? You’ll do this for some guy you don’t even know? So what if I tried to touch his cock and planned to seduce him?” she snorted, “girls and guys touch each other all the time, it’s not a big deal. What is he a virgin that he is so upset?”

Barty Crouch Jr pursed his lips to hide his grin. God, this girl was dumb. She was giving him ample evidence to put her behind the bars and ruin her life. She has proudly admitted that she wanted to touch his friend without his consent.

He didn’t think putting a disgusting girl like her behind the bars would hurt anyone though. In fact, he would actually be doing the city a favour. He wouldn’t be surprised if she was one of those horrid creatures who lived on the ideology that men can’t be raped. She actually thinks she hasn’t done anything wrong.

Barty smirked inwardly. The rotten girl would have an aneurysm if she comes to know the triplets were gay and only interested in Harry potter.

Salazar gritted his teeth, his hand clenched tightly into a fist as he resisted the urge to stride to the filth and strangle her to death then and there.

“Yes, Miss Woods, my son is a virgin.” All the people in the room whipped their heads to look at Tom Riddle Sr who was glaring daggers at Maria Woods. “And that is no business of yours. You had no right to stalk him or his brothers for over two months or to touch any part of his body.”

Tom Sr stood and Geralt wondered if his daughter had not just ruined her whole life by being such a disgusting person.

Tom Sr glanced at Barty Crouch Jr and pointed to Woods. “Arrest her on charges of attempted sexual assault and stalking.” He sneaked a glance to look at Geralt and Rachel Woods who were looking down in shame, not able to meet anyone’s eyes after their daughter’s shameless comments and actions. He felt sympathy for them but their daughter deserved everything she was getting. He turned back to his friend’s son.

“And I want a restraining order as well, Barty. If she ever comes near my sons—” he turned to look at the now shaking girl and sneered, “ or me,” he snorted, “my sons take after me in looks,” he shrugged, “you never know she might try to drug me or do something similarly repulsive to me too—”

Rufus Scrimgeour and Amelia Bones flinched as they heard that. The blonde man looked at the culprit who for the first time since she’d entered his office looked fearful and scared. What Tom Riddle Sr had just said seemed to have struck something inside the horrid girl. The man hadn’t stopped at himself and sons, Maria Woods was not to come near five miles of any member of the Riddle family.

Tom Riddle Sr was doing everything he could to humiliate and insult Maria Woods.

Rufus shifted his gaze to Geralt and Rachel and felt a twinge of sympathy for the couple who looked minutes away from breaking down in front of everyone.

Exactly what kind of girl was Woods to reduce her parents to do this state? Her father looked minutes away from crying himself while his mother was glaring at her daughter with tears running down her cheeks.

Maria Woods will not come back from this.

“I don’t think you need any more evidence, Barty,” Tom Sr raised an eyebrow, “she has shamelessly admitted she wanted to touch my son. She had planned everything.” He glanced at the blonde girl and sneered. “No wonder you are failing in your classes, Woods. Instead of stalking my children and coming up with ridiculous plans to touch them, you should have put more effort in your education.” He glanced at the parents of the girl and pursed his lips, “if nothing else you could have a little bit of respect and gratitude for your parents who worked hard to put you in this college.”

Geralt closed his eyes as he heard Tom Sr. Maria will not be welcome in his house after today.

Geralt slowly opened his eyes and took a step towards his daughter. Maria flinched and closed her eyes as if expecting he would slap her.

Geralt smiled sadly as he saw his daughter taking a step back, distancing herself from him. She had even taken his right to get angry at her. She didn’t care for him or her mother or her brother.

How could she care for them or respect them when she had no respect for herself?

“Maria.”

Maria didn’t look up and Geralt didn’t wait for her to. He was done with her.

“After your punishment, whatever days, weeks, months you spend in prison you will be sent straight to your uncle in Australia—” that finally made his daughter look up, here eyes wide with horror.

“What!!” Maria shrieked, not believing her parents were really sending her away.

Geralt ignored his daughter. He turned to look at his wife who finally seemed to have stopped crying. “We’ll speak to Walter and Vanessa, your brother and sister and make arrangements.” He paused for a moment. “I won’t tolerate her under my roof any longer. I have forgiven a lot of things she has done till now but I will not forgive this.”

Rachel nodded, she knew what her husband was saying. They tried their best but Maria had crossed all limits. “Yes, that’s fine.”

Geralt then turned to Tom Riddle Sr and his children, “I am very sorry for my daughter’s actions.” He glanced at Salazar and whispered the next words. “I can assure you she will not be doing such a thing again to you or anyone else ever again.”

Tom Riddle Sr nodded, “I appreciate it, Mr. Woods.”

Salazar studied Geralt Woods for a moment longer before nodding as well.

Barty Jr then told Maria’s parents that she will be spending a month at the local police station and it will go in her records and she has to pay a fine too. When he talked about making everyone at the college aware of what had happened, Amelia spoke up.

“She will not be coming back here, Mr. Crouch,” Amelia said, “Do you really think it’s necessary to make people aware of this?”

Barty shook his head, “she won’t. But it should be known to students that if they were to behave in similar fashion they would be punished as well. Attempted sexual assault done to a man or a woman is a crime.”

Amelia nodded, Barty was right, students needed to be made aware that this kind of behaviour would not be tolerated in any way or form.

She had a feeling though that the real reason Barty Crouch Jr wanted to make everyone aware of what Maria had done was to humiliate her even more.

“Salazar.” The long haired man turned to look at his principal who was looking at him with raised eyebrows. “Tell me honestly, Salazar. Do you really want to be associated with her in any way? People will notice she will no longer attend this university and you know as well as I do she might have spoken to others about her mad obsession with you. They may connect the dots if her actions are made public.” Rufus sighed. “Do you really want anyone to connect yourself to her?”

Salazar’s eyes widened in horror as he heard Scrimgeour’s reasoning. Fuck! The old lion was right. No way in hell did he want any kind of association with that slut.

Salazar whipped his head to look at Barty. “No! The college students will not be told about this.” He gritted his teeth in anger. “I don’t want any kind of connection between me and this filth.”

Barty nodded, understanding where Salazar was coming from. He had completely forgotten about that angle. “Alright, but my father will still be coming here with others to remind everyone again how serious it is if anyone does what Maria Woods had tried to do, they’ll come under the pretense of routine rounds.”

Amelia nodded. “Of course, and we’ll do our part to make sure something like this,” she glared at the insufferable girl, “wont happen again.”

“Mr. Woods.” Geralt lifted his head to meet Rufus Scrimgeour’s gaze, the man was looking at him with a calculating expression. “I hope your daughter will not spread any lies to her friends or acquaintances about why she is leaving. Salazar Riddle’s name comes out of her mouth for any reason,” he shook his head. “I am afraid I will have to reveal what she has done to everyone then. She will not create any more problems for him.”

It was Rachel Woods who answered Rufus instead of Geralt. “No, sir.” She inhaled deeply before speaking again, “it will not come to that.” She glanced at her daughter who finally seemed to have understood her situation and was shivering where she was standing. “She won’t breathe a word about this or say anything about Mr. Riddle. I’ll make sure of that.”

Rufus nodded. “I’ll take your word for it.”

He watched quietly as Maria Woods left with her parents and Barty Crouch Jr.

After speaking with him and his wife for a minutes, the four Riddles also left his office.

“Ellair!”

Ellair snapped out of his musings as he heard Salazar’s annoyed voice. He shook his head to clear his mind before turning his attention to his brothers and boyfriend. He wasn’t at all surprised to see the frown on Salazar’ face or the concern in Harry’s eyes. Tom was looking curiously at him as if he couldn’t understand why Ellair was angry when they were sitting with Harry in one of the few places they weren’t bothered.

“Are you alright, Ellair?” Harry asked, wondering if the youngest triplet was feeling okay. He had stopped contributing to their conversation some time ago. When Harry had looked at him to ask what was wrong he’d found him glaring at the window.

If Harry was being honest, he was quite surprised by Ellair’s behaviour. This was the first time he was seeing the youngest Riddle triplet so angry. It was usually Salazar or Tom who got upset or irritated, Ellair usually was quite lax. He was almost always calm and collected.

Something really must be bothering him to bring out such a reaction in him. He’d never seen Ellair look so furious.

Ellair mentally smacked himself for getting lost in his own thoughts while he was out with Harry. What the hell was he thinking, wasting his time thinking about that trash? This was unacceptable! He needed to apologise to his brothers once they reached home.

And right now, he needed to apologise to Harry.

“I am sorry, Harry,” Ellair said earnestly, his eyes locked onto his boyfriend’s. He gave the messy haired boy a soft smile as he continued. “Forgive me?”

Harry shook his head, “no need to say sorry, Ellair. It’s fine.”

Ellair nodded before turning to Salazar and Tom, “sorry.”

Tom tilted his head to a side wondering what had happened to make his younger brother so upset. He decided to let the matter rest for the moment, he’ll have a few words with his brother at home. “That’s alright.”

Harry was their priority at the moment, the four of them needed to talk about their relationship and how to proceed from here on. Whatever had bothered Ellair can be dealt with later on. He was sure it wasn’t anything big anyway. He would’ve known if something had happened to his brother.

Salazar just rolled his eyes at his brother’s apology and pointed to the glass of cold drink in front of him. “Just drink that and forget about whatever you are thinking.” He glanced at Harry and his eyes softened. “Why would you even want to think about anything when Harry is here with us?”

Harry couldn’t help but laugh as he heard that. Damn it! He really was too lucky to have them as his boyfriends.

The four men then finished their drinks and sandwiches with Harry complimenting the food, promising to come there with his parents and family. He was quite surprised his godfather hadn’t already been there with his husband or own father or Remus since Sirius really enjoyed trying different types of food and drink, he fancied himself a gourmet. And with how rich both Rodolphus and Sirius were, they had their pick of restaurants.

“Well, speaking of your parents, Harry,” Salazar began, drawing Harry’s attention his way. “Have you told them about us?”

Harry shook his head, “no.” A rosy blush coated his cheeks as he opened his mouth to speak again. “They know about Riddle, they assumed it’s the guy I like—” he hesitantly glanced up to gauge the three males reaction and familiar heat crawled up his neck as he saw the blatant desire and affection reflected in the three males eyes. “They just didn’t know I was talking about all three of you.”

Salazar’s lips quirked to a side as he heard that. His love was so fucking adorable! He could just imagine Harry huffing and muttering about Riddle(s) at his home, making his parents wonder what kind of guy Riddle was.

“Really?” Tom asked, his eyes shining with amusement. “So, they are under the impression you only like me.”

Salazar and Ellair glared at their elder brother as they heard that. What made Tom think he was the one Harry mentioned at home?

“And, how do you know that it’s you, brother, Harry talks about?” Salazar gave Tom a fake smile which only made his elder brother more amused.

Tom grinned and pointed to himself, making Salazar and Ellair narrow their eyes at him.

“Of course it’s me he mentioned first,” he glanced at Harry who was avoiding their gaze, doing his best to pretend he couldn’t hear them. His love was failing in that task though as his ears were red and he couldn’t stop himself from smiling as he pointedly kept his eyes on the wall.

Tom turned back to his brothers and smirked. “I am the one who befriended him first after all and who spends most time with him.” He waved a dismissive hand in his younger brothers direction as he continued, “you both might have been on his mind now and then, I am sure.”

Ellair and Salazar’s eyes widened in shock as they heard that. “You little—” Salazar began but stopped as he noticed the mirth in his elder brother’s eyes. “You are a terrible brother.”

Tom threw his head back and laughed as he saw the scowl on Salazar’s face. God, he really did enjoy making them uncomfortable. It was nice to give Salazar a taste of his own medicine sometimes.

Ellair just shook his head, wondering how Tom was still able to rile them up even now. No matter what they did, Tom was always able to one up him and Salazar.

Well, it made sense if he really thought about it. He was their elder brother after all, if he couldn’t keep them in line, no one could.

“You really do care for each other very much,” Harry said, making the triplets turn to look at him. Harry’s eyes softened as he took in the three males’ features. “I am glad I fell for you.”

Tom grinned, “So are we, my love.” He glanced at his brothers and his smile widened as he saw the blush on Salazar’s face and Ellair’s shy grin. He turned back to Harry and got straight to the point. “The thing is Harry, we have told our parents about you.” His tone turned serious as he spoke again. “You are the only one we’ll ever care about. The only one I could ever love—” he paused, “the only one my brothers could ever love.” He smiled softly, “it’s always going to be you, Harry. You are the man we have chosen for ourselves.” He leaned back in his chair. “You can take your time convincing your parents about us.” He laughed, “all relationships are complicated and when it involves four people it becomes more.”

He turned to Salazar whose eyes softened as he realised what Tom wanted him to say. He nodded and turned to his boyfriend. “We’ll always treat you like a prince Harry,” he smiled as Harry shook his head at his bold statement, “it’s not just for saying, darling. We will treasure you forever.” His eyes shined with resolve as he spoke again. “We know who we are. You are the only one I or my brothers can ever feel anything for. We love you, and that’s for life.”

“Exactly.” Harry turned to Ellair who grinned as he saw the shock in Harry’s eyes. “We love you, Harry.” He sneaked a glance at Tom before turning back to Harry. “In future we know you can only marry one of us,” He snickered, “both Salazar and I know it’s going to be Tom.” His gaze softened. “But never doubt our love for you. You are the only boy who has ever touched our heart. It’s always going to be you, darling.” He grinned sheepishly. “It sounds something like you read in a romance novel, but it’s true.”

Harry could have never imagined in his wildest dreams that his first date would reduce him to tears but his boyfriends were doing their best to make him cry. He had never thought Tom, Salazar and Ellair’s feelings for him would match his so completely. He’d only ever been attracted to these three and he knew how much struggle he had to go through to accept he loved them very much. He couldn’t choose between them, it would be like cutting a person’s soul into pieces and picking one. To him; Tom, Ellair and Salazar were simply three halves of one whole. He couldn’t explain why he thought so but something inside him told him he was right.

He loved Tom Riddle. He loved Salazar Riddle. He loved Ellair Riddle.

And there was nothing he could do about. He didn’t want to do anything about it because he knew his feelings for them were as pure and true as theirs were for his.

Harry wiped a stray tear that had slid down his cheek. When had tears slipped from his eyes? Damn it! They’ll turn him into a sobbing mess for the rest of their days if they always proclaimed their undying love for him like this.

“I’ll talk to them this weekend,” Harry muttered softly. He locked his gaze with Tom and grinned brightly. “They’ll understand, I know my parents and my family.” He smiled softly. “They’ll be worried for me but I am sure you three and I can convince them with time.” He looked questioningly at them. “Yes?”

Salazar and Tom rolled their eyes. “Of course, darling,” they muttered in unison.

Ellair smirked as he leaned back in his chair. “Oh, don’t worry about that, love. They are getting the best partner(s) they can ever wish for their son.” He smiled softly. “Their son will always be happy with us, I can guarantee that.”

Harry laughed, blinking back tears as he heard his boyfriends.

Fuck, he really was one lucky guy!

The four males talked for another hour about everyday topics; their classes, how their studies were going, their professors.

As they were discussing which of their professors was the strictest, they were interrupted by Harry’s phone message ring. The messy haired boy swiped his phone to see who had texted him and his eyes widened in shock when he saw the reminder on his screen.

Damn it! He had completely forgotten that uncle Severus will be coming home tonight for dinner. And he was expected to help his parents and Remus to prepare it.

Sirius was no help in kitchen and Rodolphus and Rabastan would be coming in morning from their business trip for their weekly hangouts. If one of the brothers had been there, maybe he would have been left off from cooking duty but sadly that wasn’t the case.

Harry sighed as he realised he would have to cut short his time with his boyfriends. He been looking forward to talking to them some more but he knew he needed to get back soon.

“Is something the matter, Harry?” Tom asked, wondering why his lovely fae was looking morosely at his phone.

Harry lifted his head to meet Tom’s gaze and shook his head. “It’s nothing, I have to help with dinner today since it’s a family get together.” He smiled. “My godfather and my uncles will be coming home today so I have to leave early.”

Tom smiled softly, his heart warmed by the thought of Harry being sad that they have to cut their time together, “I see.”

Salazar glanced at his watch and nodded to himself. “Well, that’s fine I suppose. We spent three hours here.” He met Harry’s gaze and smiled softly. “We spent enough time together. That should be enough for now.” He glanced at his younger sibling who nodded carelessly. “Of course, Harry needs to be with his family too.”

Harry gave his boyfriends a soft smile. “Thank you for understanding.”

Tom waved a dismissive hand in the air, “don’t worry about it, it’s nothing.”

Salazar smirked at his sweet boyfriend who blinked innocently at him. “What?”

Salazar’s grin widened, “well, we have to do our best to butter up your parents, don’t we, love?” He resisted the urge to laugh out loud when Harry groaned and buried his face in his hands. “We can’t have them think their precious son’s boyfriend is not considerate.”

Tom and Ellair laughed at Salazar’s reasoning. Salazar always did find a way to make them smile.

Harry pointed a finger at the long haired male who just smirked, his eyes shining with mirth. “You are a terrible boyfriend.”

Salazar laughed, “oh no, darling.” His lips quirked to a side as Harry huffed, “I am the best boyfriend.”

As the four entered the main area of the café, Harry made his way over to the main counter to thank Ariana. The woman had been an excellent host and Harry personally wanted to thank her and compliment her food and drinks. He would definitely be visiting this café again. Not to mention the kind lady was sort of a sister to his boyfriends, there was no way he would just leave without a word to her.

Harry blinked as he saw Ariana wasn’t alone on the counter, her assistants were working the counter but she was laughing at something another woman was saying. The unknown woman had a fierce kind of beauty, the one you read about in books. Her long black hair was tied in a braid and she was looking fondly at Ariana.

“Uh, miss Ariana,” Harry began, his voice hesitant and soft.

Both Ariana and the tall woman turned to him and Harry resisted the urge to avert his eyes when the unknown woman’s blue eyes widened in delight as she saw him.

“Ah, so you are Harry, the boy those three troublemakers never stop talking about!”

Harry's brows furrowed in confusion as he heard the older woman. Did she know his boyfriends too? 

Ariana saw the confusion on Harry’s face and stepped in to introduce her girlfriend to Harry.

“Harry,” she gestured to her lover, “this is Helena Ravenclaw, my girlfriend.” Ariana’s eyes crinkled in amusement as Harry’s eyes widened in understanding. Aww, Harry was so sweet! He worked out how Helena knew about his boyfriends’ attachment to him. “She knows about you since Tom, Salazar and Ellair mentioned you a lot in our conversations.”

Helena laughed as she took in the young man in front of her. She didn’t really like people but she had a feeling this boy would become one of her favourite people. She could understand why those triplets were so madly in love with him.

“Well, let’s just say they don’t leave an opportunity to brag about how they were going to marry the best boy in the world.”

Harry blushed as he heard that. He was equal parts embarrassed and happy by those words. Exactly how many people knew about his boyfriends fascination with him?

He really hoped Grindelwald and Dumbledore didn’t know. That would be very embarrassing for him. They were his professors, even if they didn’t teach him.

“Oh, don’t say that, Helena,” Harry whipped his head to glance at Tom who had finally joined him with his brothers. The three had stayed behind to clear the bill with the cashier.

Tom grinned at the older woman, making her roll her eyes. “I am the only one who can marry, Harry.”

“Tom! Stop it!” Harry groaned, wondering why his boyfriends became so shameless in front their acquaintances/friends.

Salazar and Ellair snickered before turning to greet the older woman. “Hello, Helena,” Ellair greeted, his hand held out for her to take. “It’s been a while.”

Helena laughed but shook the youngest triplet’s hand. “Yes, it has.”

As Salazar and Ellair inquired about Helena’s long business trip, Ariana packed some pastries, cookies and a cake for Harry to take home with him. The emerald eyed boy tried to pay the woman but Ariana gently shushed him.

“They are like my brothers, Harry,” she smiled softly at the handsome boy, “you are their love. You are also now my family.” She squeezed his hand, “it’s a gift. Don’t refuse it.”

Harry felt really touched by the older woman’s’ words and nodded slowly. “Thank you.”

Ariana smiled, “just be happy with them.” She glanced at Tom, “take care of him.”

Tom nodded. “I will.” He met Harry’s gaze and smiled softly. “Forever.”

“They love him very much,” Helena said as she bit into her croissant, she glanced up at her girlfriend, “I knew from our talks that they adored Harry Potter but seeing it is something entirely different,” she chuckled. “They look lovely together.”

Ariana nodded “yes, they do.” She grinned at her lover whose eyes softened as she reached out to caress her cheek. “It’s nice to love someone so much,” Helena murmured softly.

Ariana’s eyes softened as she laid her hand on Helena’s. “Yes, yes it is.”

Chapter Text

Harry had told his boyfriends that he would be able to talk to his parents about them that weekend but that proved to be a little difficult since Harry forgot when they had weekend get togethers, the adults spent most of the time catching up, his dad with Sirius, Rodolphus, Remus and Rabastan while his mom spent hours with Severus. Then they would all sit together. Sometimes Neville’s parents also joined them, they hadn’t that weekend but they did come by often.

Harry enjoyed his talks with all of them but sometimes he got tired of adults talk and then he would usually go and stay over at Cedric and Roger’s place. The older boys were fun to be around, they had a good time playing games and watching movies.

Harry wasn’t too upset that he wasn’t able to bring up the topic of his boyfriends to his parents, he had spent time with his family and that was good enough for him.

On Wednesday evening, Harry decided he will tell his parents everything. He’d been a bit busy with his university work and hadn’t had the time to talk to them for last two days with the triplets texting him and his course work. That day he was free though so he was going to tell his parents he was dating Riddle triplets.

Harry hadn’t expected his godfather to join them for dinner and overnight stay though. Apparently Rodolphus had some of his business associates over and Sirius found them extremely annoying so he’d decided to come over.

Well, that is wasn’t the problem, Sirius was his godfather, he had no qualms about telling him anything. It’s just— his father and Sirius together would definitely find a way to embarrass him, and his mother would be of no help to him either. She could never win against his father. James Potter always had the last word.

Harry looked at his father who was talking to Sirius about something, his shoulders relaxed, a content smile on his face as Sirius told him about one of Rodolphus’ clients. He shifted his gaze to his mother who was putting the final touches to the dinner in the kitchen.

Harry nodded to himself. It was time.

The dinner went pleasantly as it always did. His mother, father, Sirius and him talking about everyday topics. Once his father brought the dessert, Harry straightened on the couch. Now was the time to tell his parents he was dating Riddle triplets.

“Dad. Mama.” His parents turned to him, making Harry blush a little. Oh, wow. This was so embarrassing. He didn’t know how people did this. He shifted his gaze to Sirius and smiled. His godfather was looking at him curiously. “Sirius.”

Sirius arched a brow, “alright, Harry, what is it?”

Harry inhaled deeply before sweeping his gaze from his parents to Sirius. His parents were looking at him with interest, he had never really been so serious about something. It was no surprise they were curious about what was happening.

“I am dating Riddle, dad.” He glanced at his parents whose eyes widened in delight. “Oh, that boy you keep on talking about!” His father exclaimed.

“That’s wonderful, Harry,” Lily said as Sirius gave him a fond grin, “aw, my lovely little fawn has grown up.”

Harry grinned sheepishly, “uh, when I mean Riddle I mean all three of them.” He met his parents and Sirius confused gaze and scratched his cheek. “I think I forgot to mention when I talk about Riddle, I mean Riddle triplets. Tom Riddle is the eldest. I am dating him and his twin brothers. Salazar and Ellair.”

For a while not one of the three adults said a word. James and Lily were looking at Harry with astonishment. Sirius was trying very hard to not grin fully. His gaze was darting from his friends to Harry as if he found the situation amusing for some reason.

It was James who broke the silence though Harry wished he hadn’t.

“Are you still a virgin?”

“Dad!”

“James!!”

Harry buried his face in his hands, leave it to his father to embarrass him like this. He could hear his mother and Sirius berating his father who seemed genuinely confused.

“It’s a logical question. The way he spoke about him, them, it was clear they were enamoured with our son. Forgive me for wanting to make sure he was safe.”

Harry let out a strangled sound. “I am safe, dad. They haven’t touched me.” He hesitantly lifted his head to meet his parents gaze, “I am very much virgin. Please don’t ask me this again.”

James and Lily both sighed. Sirius looked as if he had been given an early birthday present.

“As long as you are safe and happy, I really have no problem with you dating them,” James said. He met his wife’s gaze who nodded at him. “Absolutely. Your happiness matters to us the most.”

Sirius nodded, “if you are sure they feel the same way—”

“Yes, yes, they do. They’d even told their family about me.”

Sirius’ eyes widened a bit, “oh, that means they really are good kids.”

“But you always have to be very very straight forward with them Harry.” Harry turned to his father a bit surprised to see his serious gaze. “Any relationship requires communication. In your case it’s of utmost importance. I know you are virgin,” Harry groaned as Lily and Sirius laughed a little, “but that will change in the future, Harry. You have to tell them straight whenever you feel it’s a bit too much or if you need time to be intimate with them. You are on one side, while they have each other. It’s imperative you let them know what you feel.”

Harry felt really loved and cherished as he heard his father. He knew what his father was saying and once again he felt happy he had such loving parents and family. “I will dad. I’ll keep it in mind.” He smiled softly, “you know sometimes I feel as if they are same person, like they are just different parts of a same soul.”

“That’s really sweet of you, Harry,” Sirius said, a fond grin on his face, “you must really like them.”

Harry grinned, “I do. I love them very much.”

Lily got up then and made her way to Harry’s couch, “oh, love, Harry. I am so happy for you.” She dropped a kiss on Harry’s head making the young man laugh. Before long he felt his father’s arms wrap around them as Sirius ruffled his hair, “you really are not a kid anymore, my son.”

Harry lifted his head to meet Sirius’ gaze, “I’ll always be your kid.”

James laughed and kissed Harry’s forehead, “of course you will.”

After Harry went off to bed, Sirius turned his attention to his friends who looked embarrassed and were avoiding looking at each other. “He does take after you in this instance.”

James groaned, “Sirius, please.”

Lily tried to bury her head in her hands, “you are enjoying this way too much.”

Sirius snorted as he thumped James and Lily on the back, “well, I wonder how your ex third partner would feel about this.” He grinned, “Harry’s boyfriends might be three halves of one whole from what he said. You three on the other hand—”

“Alright, that’s enough out of you, Sirius.” James muttered as Sirius threw his head back and laughed, heading towards the main door.

“You will not believe what happened today.”

Rodolphus hummed as his fingers trailed lightly over Sirius’ shoulder. “Really? What did happen?”

Sirius grinned, “let’s just say I have got something more to tease James, Lily and Snape with. You know it never gets old to annoy Snape. He always makes it so easy.”

Rodolphus blinked, “what?”

Sirius smiled as he told his husband about Harry and his triplet boyfriends.

“You don’t mean Tom Riddle’s kids do you?”

Sirius straightened, reluctantly leaving the warmth of his husband’s embrace, “you know them? How? They are good kids, right?”

Rodolphus laughed, “oh, yes, yes. I know their father, he is one of my business partners, not them. He is a good man.” He smiled, “and very very handsome. I can understand why Harry fell for his sons. He has told me his sons take after him.” His eyes softened, “he’s very protective of his sons. They are nice kids.” He looked at Sirius, “our Harry will be safe with them.”

Sirius heaved a sigh of relief, “that’s good to hear.” His eyes glinted with mischief, “he is very good looking huh?”

Rodolphus shrugged, “you are the only one I love. But I’d have to be blind as a bat to not see how handsome he is.” His eyes softened as he beckoned Sirius closer, “just because there are beautiful people in world doesn’t mean I want them. For me you are the most handsome man.”

Sirius laughed, “Yes, yes, I know, Rod. You are the most handsome person in my eyes too.”

When Sirius googled Tom Riddle Sr, he whistled, “okay, I can see why Harry fell for his sons.”

Rodolphus shook his head as he tugged Sirius closer. “Yes. Now sleep. Rabastan will be worse than you about this when he and Remus learn about Harry’s boyfriends.”

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“Wait, Harry is dating Riddle’s sons? His triplet sons?! How did that happen?” Rabastan couldn’t believe this. Their baby had grown up, he was actually dating and thinking about adult stuff.

Ughhh. Nope, nope, Harry is their kid. He refused to believe the little baby who loved running in the parks and playing on swings was seriously thinking of love and stuff.

He hoped James and Lily had given Harry the talk. Sirius was there, so he hoped his brother-in-law drilled into Harry how he needed to put himself first.

Tom Riddle Sr was his friend of sorts; he and his brother had met him quite a few times so he was at least satisfied with Harry’s choice of partners. His sons were good kids. Not to mention they were very good looking, took after Tom in every way.

Harry had to be with the most handsome man. Men. They look same!

Tom, Salazar and Ellair were perfect for Harry.

Remus laughed lightly, “calm down, James and Lily explained everything to him. Harry likes them a lot but they and Sirius told him he should always be honest if he doesn’t feel comfortable with anything.”

Rabastan nodded, taking a sip of his juice, “that’s’ good, that’s good. Saves us the trouble.” He grinned at his husband who smiled back. He had a feeling Remus could tell what he was thinking. “Our little baby has grown up finally.”

“Yeah, he has,” Remus replied, a small smile on his face. “It seems just like yesterday we were taking him for swimming classes and seeing him to kindergarten.” He glanced at his husband who was smiling softly too, “sometimes it feels like time flies, sometimes it doesn’t.”

Rabastan laughed, shaking his head, “can’t disagree with you there, love.” He buttered his toast but stilled as he remembered something. He glanced at Remus who was drinking his coffee, “hey, how exactly did James and Lily react? Does Sev know about this? I never really understood why they broke up in the first place. It’s not like they fought or anything.”

Remus coughed, giving Rabastan a stink eye who just grinned, “sorry, but they were insufferable in school.”

Remus could not deny it so he didn’t reply, ignoring his husband’s amused grin who was drinking his juice now, “come on, tell me, give me the dirt. How do they feel about their baby now being wooed by three men?”

“You are really enjoying this, aren’t you? It’s good you are handsome, otherwise I would have left you long ago Rabastan,” Remus muttered, his tone dry, a wry grin on his face.

Rabastan laughed, popping a cashew nut in his mouth, chewing it for a second before responding. “Come on, darling. You’ll never leave,” he looked at his husband with too fond eyes, “you love me too much to do that.”

Remus sighed, meeting his husband’s gaze, his eyes reflecting his affection for him.

Remus smiled softly. “No. I won’t.”

Rabastan smiled widely, “of course you wont. I wont let you. Well, I for one look forward to our next get together. We have to make sure Severus is there this time, he’ll not miss it for any reason. I need to see those three’s reaction together.”

Remus couldn’t do anything but laugh too.

Tom, Salazar and Ellair shared a glance, wondering why their grandfather had called them here together. After learning they wanted to date the same boy, grandfather had fainted. He’d been fine with it so they didn’t think too much about it.

But why was he calling them like that now. That was the question.

They had tried to ask their father who had just shrugged, saying he didn’t know. He was as much in the dark as them about it.

So, when Thomas Riddle sat down, they geared up to hear another lecture of how they could date different guys instead of being fixated on one. Which was absurd. Harry was the only one they loved.

When their grandfather spoke, Tom only had one thought, he wished they never had this conversation.

This was humiliating. Insulting.

How dare they!

Tom’s sentiments were shared by his twins too. This was just not done.

It didn’t help the matters their father was trying and failing to hide his laughter, looking away towards the window but they could see he was trying his best to not laugh out loud. Traitor.

“So, grandkids, Tom, Salazar, Ellair,” Thomas said, looking at them with a stern expression. “I have thought about it and I am fine with it. If you three love this young man, its fine, I get it. I would have preferred you three date different men, but it’s alright if you love him so much. If you love him, then that’s that. You showed us his photograph and Harry is a very good looking young man, beautiful, if we are being very honest, no wonder you three love him that much.” He paused. “But there need to be rules about this.”

Salazar cocked a brow, tilting his head to a side, “rules, grandpa? I don’t understand.”

Thomas sighed, his gaze sweeping from the eldest to youngest triplet. “We know you three very well. You will not overwhelm Harry for any reason.”

Tom blinked. “What?”

Ellair gritted his teeth while Salazar was looking at his grandfather as if he had just told him he was an idiot, “what did you say?”

Thomas was having none of their innocent act, “you three will respect Harry and his choices and concerns at every point. He will have the final say in everything, what he says goes. You will not try to pressure him, you’ll be gentle with the lad, when he will say no, it means bloody no!”

Tom Riddle Sr couldn’t hide his laughter any longer. He threw his head back and laughed, ignoring the scandalised looks his sons threw at him. It wasn’t like his father was wrong. He himself thought the same.

From what he knew of Harry, the young man was really in love with them. He knew how his sons could get; it was for the best they looked out for Harry. He had no doubt his sons loved Harry very much but he also knew their nature.

“The core of relationships hasn’t changed much since my time, you must respect each other, whether it’s between two people or four in your case.” Thomas looked at them, a wry grin on his face, “you three may act a bit differently but inside you are the same. Harry is alone here while you three have each other to confide, it’s imperative you put his wishes and decisions in your marriage first before your own wishes and desires. Because I can give my answer right now, I’ll side with him on any matter.”

He smiled proudly, “When he will need his space you will give that to him, not try to seduce him with your pretty words. Everyone needs space, even married people.”

Ellair was bewildered, he couldn’t believe their own family was disrespecting them like that. As if he and his brothers were beasts who would ravish Harry at any given chance.

Well, they did love Harry very much and very much wanted to ravish him at all times but this was just insulting for no reason.

They would never try to override Harry’s wishes.

Tom was speechless for once. He couldn’t even muster the energy to mock glare at his grandfather and their stupid father who was laughing as if the whole thing was hilarious.

How dare they insinuate that he and his twins would ever not put their darling Harry first?

“You know, grandpa, I would be upset by all these vile accusations against me and my brothers,” Thomas looked at Salazar who had an amused smile on his face, his posture relaxed, his legs crossed as he leaned back on the couch, “if what you were saying about us was untrue.” He paused for a moment, before grinning, loving seeing his grandfather scowl and look at him as if he was an unruly child. “But its Harry we are talking about. He is the only one in this entire world we love. Of course we would respect his choice. Your worries are for naught.”

Both Thomas and Tom Riddle Sr’s eyes widened at the words, their gaze fixed on Salazar who was smiling but there was something very soft in his eyes. He never had that expression except when he talked about his boyfriend, Harry.

“Salazar is correct,” Thomas looked at the eldest triplet who looked tired but had a fond grin on his face. “I understand what you are trying to say grandfather, the real reason you are saying this,” Thomas relaxed at the words, for once pleased the three boys of his son were so intelligent, “Harry will always be cherished by me, by all three of us. You never need to worry about that. Put it out of your mind. Harry is very precious to me, to all three of us.”

Ellair nodded, “Harry will be be treated like a prince by us. Forever. There is no need for any of you to worry. I, we love him too much to ever not listen to him.”

Thomas felt his worries vanishing bit by bit at the words. He glanced at his son who was looking fondly at his three sons. He sighed. His son and they all raised Tom, Salazar and Ellair well. They really had nothing to worry about. Harry will be very happy with his grandsons.

“Alright, now that is out of the way, there is another thing,” Thomas smiled, making his son tilt his head to a side and his grandsons look expectantly at him. “I know Salazar and Ellair will not be satisfied with only Tom marrying Harry.”

The two in question straightened, doing their best to not look at their older brother who was looking curiously at him. “So, once we meet with Harry’s family, we’ll talk about both of your weddings to Harry too. It will be a private affair, only close family present, but rest assured, you’ll both get your own weddings too. The four of you can discuss among yourselves where you want them, on the beach, abroad, anywhere you like, you just need to tell us. Your father, grandma, mother and I will take care of everything.”

Tom was grinning widely while Salazar and Ellair seemed to have gone into shock.

Tom Sr could only look at his father with a wistful grin on his face. His father knew his sons well. He laughed loudly, wiping a tear from his cheek when all three sons of his rose from their place and strode to his father, wrapping their arms around his head one after another, thanking him for everything.

“Now, you should have started with this, gramps,” Salazar grinned, his eyes shining with delight, “I knew we liked you so much for a reason.”

Tom nodded, “I was thinking the same, I knew these two would be grumpy if they couldn’t wed Harry as I,” Salazar and Ellair blushed, looking away from their too amused older brother, “saves me the trouble of having this conversation.”

Thomas sighed, “we raised you three,” he looked at his son who was smiling softly, “of course we know how your mind and heart is like.” He turned back to his grandsons, “our only wish is for Harry and you three to be happy with each other. That’s all.”

“We will be very happy,” Tom said, his arms draped around both of his brothers shoulders, “there is no question about that.”