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This was impossible. Improbable. Implausible. The idea taking root in his head was illogical, yet there was only one reason why Harry—gorgeous, firey, charming Harry—would be dressed in such a way, adorned in a gorgeous green gown and tempting collar as if Harry knew who owned him.
Harry was an omega.
Miraculously, he had finally presented. Gasps filled the air as people began to spot Harry, but they all fell away. Tom only had eyes for one. Harry, his fiancée.
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Or,
the one where the Prince of Slytherin and a (childbearing) Heir to the Potter Duchy have been contractually betrothed since infancy. There's just one problem...Harry isn't an omega, and James and Lily Potter are long dead. The contract is void. Right?
Except for the fact that Harry is an omega, and he finally presented just weeks before his seventeenth birthday. Now, he and Tom have to adjust to suddenly being engaged, and for some reason...Tom doesn't look very upset.