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Run To Me	By : SailorSol Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 3280 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Sometimes the strangest people come together in times of war, and sometimes what your life ends up as is nothing like what you thought it would be.

Disclaimer: JKR owns everything you recognize from HP. Song lyrics recorded by Clay Aiken I don't own anything but the idea.

Author�s Note: This is a sequel to �I Will Carry You�. I was going to leave that one alone, since I love happy endings, but I was reminded that life is not about happy endings all the time, especially in war. However, sometimes things just work out differently.

Run to Me

As soon as you get that feeling

You can start to live again

As soon as the worst is over

You can make it all makes sense

Right now I can't give you what you need

As soon as you get that feeling

Run to me

Draco Malfoy stood in front of the rebuilt Godric�s Hollow with his wife at his side, wondering for the hundredth time why he was there. He always came here, though, to see his former rival. He always left, feeling like someone had ripped a hole in his heart.

The War had been over for more than a year. Both sides had sustained heavy losses. Draco had lost both parents, and most of his Slytherin year mates. Harry had lost all of his Gryffindor year mates except for Hermione, and then he had sustained the loss that nearly broke him.

***** *****

In the middle of what became the final battle, Harry had confronted Voldemort. To his horror, his adversary had a trump card that he was sure would stop Harry in his tracks. Lucius Malfoy had captured Severus Snape.

Before Harry�s horrified eyes, Lucius had held Severus still while Voldemort raised his wand, pointing it at Snape.

�You have a choice, Harry,� Voldemort had said. �You can leave this fight, and take your lover with you. If you do not leave, he will die before your eyes, and it will be your fault. One more person will be dead because you had to be the Boy Who Lived. How do you live with yourself at night, Harry?�

�If I didn�t fight you, Tom,� Harry said. �I wouldn�t be able to live with myself at all, much less at night. Let him go, or I will make you more sorry than you can possibly imagine.�

�I don�t think so, Harry,� Lord Voldemort said. �You have made you choice. Say goodbye to the man you love. Avada Kedavra!�

Draco had seen and heard the whole confrontation from his place guarding Harry�s back. The woman he had recently asked to marry him was at his side, felling one Death Eater after another with well-placed curses. Neither of the two could stop what was happening behind them.

Harry had screamed like a lost soul when the spell hit Severus, depriving him of his life. The spell also had the same effect on the man holding him. Lucius Malfoy fell beside Severus Snape, betrayed in the end by the half-blooded wizard that he had sworn to serve.

Harry�s scream had escalated into a howl of ultimate suffering. Draco and his companion had turned to see him advance two steps forward and grasp Voldemort by the forearms, his face a mask of grief and pain.

�You bastard!� he screamed. �You will pay for that, Tom, and for everyone else you�ve killed!� He locked eyes with the man who had been trying to kill him his whole life, and as Harry�s lips began to move, Voldemort began to scream.

The flesh and cloth under Harry�s hands began to smoke, and then smolder, and then burn. Harry kept up whatever the chant was while flesh burned under his hands and the fire spread to encompass the whole reconstructed body. All over the battlefield, Death Eaters screamed in agony and fell to the ground, writhing while they, too, burned from a magical fire.

Finally, Harry stopped chanting. The only thing that remained of Voldemort was a pile of smoking ash at Harry�s feet. Harry opened his hands and let the final two handfuls of ash fall to the ground. All around them, all that remained of the Death Eaters cut down by Harry�s spell were blackened, smoking corpses. Narcissa Malfoy had fallen at the feet of her son and the woman he had grown to love. If Draco had not seen her fall, he would not have been able to recognize his mother.

The two of them had turned to see Harry kneeling next to Severus� body, sobs of grief wracking his body as he gathered the corpse into his arms. He didn�t respond when the two of them approached him, or when others came near later to see for themselves that Voldemort was dead.

Draco had knelt on one side of Harry, and his fianc�e on the other side.

�Harry,� she had said softly. �You can�t help him. You have to let him go.�

�I can�t,� Harry had sobbed, rocking Severus� body as if he could imbue it with life �He was all I had. I can�t lose him.�

�He�s not all you have, Harry,� she had said. �You still have us.�

Harry had looked at her as if seeing her for the first time, and then moved one arm from around the body of his lover and wrapped it around the future Mrs. Malfoy, his only remaining best friend, muggle-born witch Hermione Granger.

***** *****

Hush

You don't have to say a word

Trust

I'm not gonna hate you for it

Feels like my touch only brings back the pain

Someday those memories will fade away

�We shouldn�t just stand here, Draco,� Hermione told him, stepping forward. �He knows we�re here, by now. He�ll be expecting us.�

�I don�t know why he does this,� Draco said. �He invites us for the weekend, knowing what will happen. After it does, he spends the rest of the night crying. Sometimes, I feel like a rapist.�

�He needs us,� she reminded her husband. �We told him that we would always be there. We told him that we would never turn away from him.�

�I know, Hermione,� Draco said, moving up next to her and then following her to the house. �I just wish he would let us all the way in.�

�So do I, Draco,� Hermione said, climbing the stairs as a bizarrely attired house elf opened the door for their approach. �So do I. I want Harry with us all the time, not just once or twice a month.� She looked at her husband so that he could see the tears in her eyes before she greeted Dobby and stepped into Harry�s house.

As usual, the house was immaculate. Harry had hired Dobby from Hogwarts after Godric�s Hollow was rebuilt, and he had offered Winky a position in his house, which she was more than happy to accept.

Food was waiting on tables in the den, amid comfortable chairs and sofas. A fire crackled merrily in the large fireplace, making a new feature the warmest part of the room.

Harry had made a depression in the floor in front of the fireplace, and it was lined with cushions, blankets, and furs.

Hermione�s eyes widened at the sight, and she turned to her husband with an astonished look on her face.

�I�ve heard of these,� Draco said. �I saw pictures from a colleague after a trip across the pond. I didn�t think anyone in England had one.�

�No one did, until now,� Harry�s voice answered his unspoken question. Harry was wearing a mostly open shirt and a pair of loose pants, easily removable. Draco felt his temperature rise, and his trousers suddenly felt indecently tight. He stayed where he was, though, while his wife greeted Harry with a hug and a kiss.

Harry quickly took control of the kiss. One of his hands traveled down to cup Hermione�s backside and squeeze slightly. The other disappeared and Draco could visualize him capturing one of her full breasts and kneading it gently. He bit back a moan as the thought made him even more aroused than he had been.

Draco vaguely heard the doors close behind him, leaving the three of them alone. He was too entranced by the sight of his former rival lowering his wife into the lined pit and vanishing her clothing as well as his own with a muttered word.

Nothing needed to be said. Hermione spread her legs as Harry knelt before her, offering herself to him. He moved forward, and then covered her body with his own. A low moan from Hermione and the flexing of Harry�s muscular buttocks told Draco that he had entered her.

Draco had never been more glad to be a wizard than right at this moment. He shed his own clothing with a quick spell and picked up a jar that was sitting innocently nearby. He quickly lubricated his fingers and knelt behind Harry�s slowly pumping backside. He slid his fingers into the crack of Harry�s arse, causing him to stop. Draco quickly found the puckered opening he was seeking and slipped a finger into it, to find that it was already lubricated and loosened.

�I got ready earlier,� Harry said over his shoulder. �I didn�t want to waste any time once you got here.� He turned his attention back to Hermione and thrust into her again, drawing out another deep moan.

The sight and sound overwhelmed Draco. Despite any misgivings he might have harbored, he grasped Harry�s hips, positioned himself, and slid into the welcoming tight heat. He knew what Harry wanted, just like Hermione did. He withdrew almost completely as Harry withdrew from his wife, and then thrust back in quickly, driving Harry into Hermione.

As usual, Draco quickly lost himself in the overload of sensation, thrusting in and out of Harry�s firm backside as he drove himself into Hermione over and over again. Hermione�s moans intertwined with Harry�s grunts as he drove himself back and forth quickly drove Draco over the edge, and he came, emptying himself into the body beneath him and moaning Harry�s name. He only vaguely heard Harry shout and Hermione scream as they joined him in fulfillment.

They cuddled together in front of the fire for a long time. Draco could see the tears in Harry�s eyes, but so far they had not been shed. He hoped that, this time, they would not be.

Before any of them thought it was possible, Hermione�s stomach growled. She giggled, embarrassed, and allowed Harry to help her up and wrap a robe around her. This was a new one, in brilliant red silk with an entwined lion and snake embroidered on it. He handed Draco a green one just like it.

�I thought you might feel better if you had something here, instead of being expected to bring luggage,� Harry explained. This was the first emotional opening that either of them had seen since the final battle.

�That�s very thoughtful, Harry, thank you,� Draco said. �I expect you�ll want to know how things are at the ministry.�

�Not really,� Harry said, shrugging into his own robe, dark green with three coats of arms on it: Potter, Black, and Snape. Severus had left behind a will leaving everything, including any remaining titles, to Harry.

�I�m losing interest in what the latest group of idiots does. I�m more concerned with Hogwarts, and how things are going for the next generation.� Harry explained.

�We�ve lost another DADA teacher,� Hermione said. �It�s not common knowledge, yet. He disappeared into the bowels of the castle, and even the ghosts can�t find him. We think he may have found a way into the Chamber of Secrets, but it won�t open for us.�

�I could come by and see,� Harry offered. �Maybe it needs a genuine Parselmouth, and not someone who learned the words by rote.�

�Maybe,� Hermione said, trying not to look to hopeful. �I also might not have the pronunciation right. If he is in the Chamber, though, how did he get in, and what�s happening down there?�

�I�ll come along for moral support if you want,� Draco said. �I never got to see the Chamber, remember?�

~*~*~

As soon as you get that feeling

You can start to live again

As soon as the worst is over

You can make it all makes sense

Right now I can't give you what you need

As soon as you get that feeling

Run to me

Two days later, early Monday morning, the most unlikely trio Apparated just outside Hogwarts. As if it had only been a day, instead of a year, since he had been there last, Harry quickly led the way to the second floor girls lavatory that hid the entrance to the Chamber of Secrets.

To the surprise of all three, the entrance opened as soon as Harry approached it. When the grinding of stones moving had stopped, they could vaguely hear insane laughter coming from below, as well as an ominous howling sound.

�Let me go first,� Harry said. �When I tell you its alright, then you can come down.�

�Harry,� Hermione said. �Before you go down there, I need to say something.�

Harry looked at her, expecting words of love or support. What she said changed his perceptions of the entire situation completely.

�Harry, I�m pregnant,� she said. �I�m carrying twins. Only one of them is Draco�s. I haven�t let the mediwizards test the other one, yet, to see who the father is. I don�t have to. There�s only one other person it could be.�

�We�ve known for a few weeks, now,� Draco supplied. �We didn�t know how to tell you. We didn�t want you to feel trapped again.�

�A baby?� Harry asked, incredulous. �My baby?� He stared while Hermione nodded, biting her lip nervously.

Harry looked down at his hands, and slid a heavy gold ring off of his finger. He took Hermione�s hand in his and put the ring on her first finger.

�I won�t look for trouble, down there,� he promised her. �This is just in case. You�re not going down there, right now. Go to the Headmistress�s office and tell her everything. If something happens, then this will prove that you�re carrying my heir. Draco, you go with her.�

�No, Harry,� Draco said stubbornly. �You�re not facing whatever that is alone. I�m going with you. I agree that Hermione should not go, but I am. You can�t stop me.�

�Yes, I can,� Harry said. �I can seal the Chamber behind me. You don�t understand, Draco. You two are all I have left. I can�t lose you.�

�You�re not stopping me, Potter,� Draco said, using the tone that had provoked Harry so well when they were only schoolchildren. �Who do you think you are, the Hero of the Wizarding World, or something?�

�Yes,� Harry said, showing the first arrogance that Draco had ever seen. �Myrtle, get the Headmistress, please!�

�Right away, Harry,� the voice of Moaning Myrtle answered from one of the cubicles, and she flew out and then upwards.

The three of them stood, facing one another, until they heard footsteps approaching. The door opened to reveal Minerva McGonagall and four other teachers, only two of which Harry knew. Professor Sprout was still head of Hufflepuff, and Remus Lupin had been made head of Gryffindor after McGonagall had replaced Dumbledore as Headmaster. Harry recognized Professor Sinistra, who had replaced Severus as head of Slytherin, but he did not recognize the stately witch wearing the House colors of Ravenclaw.

�Harry!� McGonagall said, rushing forward to embrace him and kiss both his cheeks. �You don�t know how happy I am to see you. I presume Mrs. Malfoy has told you about our little problem?�

�Yes, Headmistress,� Harry said. Suddenly he felt eleven years old again.

�Is there a problem?� she asked. Harry shook his head.

�Not exactly,� he said. �Hermione can�t go down there with me. She�s pregnant and I�m not risking her children. Draco wants to go with me, but I�m not going to possibly deprive Hermione of her husband. Besides, I�ve lost enough friends for ten lifetimes. I want you to help keep them here while I go down there.�

�Not alone, Mister Potter,� Professor Sinistra spoke up. She stepped forward, with Lupin beside her.

�We are going with you, Harry,� Lupin said. �After everything I�ve faced, whatever�s in the Chamber can�t frighten me. I�m sure Sinistra just wants to go because it�s the lair of Slytherin.�

�A perfect reason why you shouldn�t go, Lupin,� she retorted, smirking at him. How she had learned to duplicate Severus� smirk, Harry didn�t know. He only knew that it made his heart ache even more.

�You still aren�t used to thinking like a wizard, Harry,� McGonagall chided him. �You simply do this.� She pulled out her wand, pointed it at Draco, and spoke two words.

�Petrificus Totalis.�

�Capital idea, Minerva,� Sinistra said. She performed the same spell leaving Lupin lying on the ground next to Draco.

�Better luck next time, fur face,� she sneered, then gestured to the opening to the Chamber.

�After you, Mister Potter,� she said. Harry smiled and stepped off into the hole.

***** *****

Down in the Chamber, the howling was no louder, but it was more distinctive. It sounded like a man in pain. The insane laughter was louder, though, and easily identifiable as coming from the blasted open entrance to the Chamber itself.

What made Harry pause was the twelve foot-long snakeskin on the ground in front of the entrance.

�I think we have a problem, Professor,� he said.

�What is it?� she asked, looking around. They both heard a scraping sound, like sandpaper over wood.

�Close your eyes,� Harry advised, reaching into a pocket for something. �Don�t open them until I say. There�s a fresh snakeskin here, and I don�t fancy having to tell the Headmistress that you�re the second witch in sixty years to be killed by a basilisk at Hogwarts.�

�I have a better idea,� Sinistra said. She pointed her wand at Harry and intoned a spell Harry had never heard of.

�Oculus Redere.�

She peered into Harry�s eyes and seemed pleased with the result. She then turned her wand on herself and performed the same spell. When she was finished, her eyes had taken on a silvery, reflective quality.

�Severus and I created the spell,� she explained. �After the events of your second year, we decided that matters would have been different if the basilisk had gotten loose. It wouldn�t have killed just muggle-borns. Therefore, we had this spell ready, just in case.�

�He never told me,� Harry said softly.

�He probably thought it didn�t matter anymore,� she replied. �It was just a contingency plan. Let�s see, though, shall we? We may just be dealing with a snake.�

�Don�t bet on it,� Harry said. �I�m betting on a basilisk.�

�Don�t borrow trouble,� Sinistra said. �All we know for certain is that there is a twelve foot-long serpent down here.�

�No,� Harry said, examining the skin. �This is the same as the skin I saw the last time. Somehow, there�s another one. We�ve got to kill it, too.�

�Too late, Harry,� a raspy, distorted voice echoed in the chamber. Even with the distortion, Harry had no trouble recognizing the voice.

�Tom,� he said, identifying the voice for Sinistra. �Why can�t you be a good boy and just die? How many times do I have to kill you?�

�You can�t possibly kill me now, Harry,� the voice mocked, accompanied by the scraping sound they had heard earlier. �If you kill me, you will lose forever something precious to you.�

�I already have, Tom,� Harry said calmly. �There is something else, though, that you can�t take from me. I�ll seal this chamber forever, with myself inside if I have to. You will not touch my family.�

�So, you didn�t even wait for his body to be cold before you took another lover,� Voldemort derided him. �Were you already seeing someone else? Was Severus that unsatisfying to you? I always took great pleasure in him.�

�Severus was everything I needed,� Harry said. �I have not started another relationship. I mean my family of heart. You will not hurt them, or anyone, ever again.�

�Do not be so sure,� the voice taunted as the serpent came into view through the ruined doorway.

For a basilisk, it was small indeed. Where the eyes should have been yellow, they glowed a sinister crimson. The shininess and brilliance of its scales told Harry that it had shed the skin recently. It looked unwell, though, as if it were diseased. Harry didn�t think that Voldemort was taking very good care of it.

Without hesitation, knowing that it was the only solution, Harry raised his wand.

�Avada Kedavra!�

The brilliant green light that erupted from Harry�s wand was accompanied by several screams: two from the passageway above and behind them, one from Sinistra herself, one from the basilisk, and two from within the chamber.

When Harry could see again, the basilisk was lying before him, dead. Its eyes were dull and without their killing power. A spirit had risen from the corpse of the serpent, and Sinistra had it contained in a bubble of some kind.

�Out of the way, Potter,� she said. �I know very well how to deal with spirits. This one is just a bit stronger than most.�

�Allow me to assist,� a hollow sounding voice interrupted. Harry turned to be faced with the Slytherin House ghost, the Bloody Baron. Behind him hovered the other three House ghosts, all looking uncommonly serious, even for them.

�It takes a spirit to destroy a spirit,� the Baron said. �We will take care of this.� He shook his head sadly as he reached out and plucked the spirit from the bubble Sinistra had conjured.

�I had such hopes for Tom,� he said wistfully. �He could have been great.� He turned to look past Harry and smiled.

�Excellent,� he said. �I was concerned about what would happen to Slytherin House without me.�

�What do you mean?� Harry asked.

�My dear boy,� Sir Nicholas said, floating forward while the Baron began to envelop the spirit in his grasp. �To truly destroy a spirit takes the destruction of yet another.�

�You mean it�s going to destroy the Baron to do this?� Harry asked. �What about the Slytherins?�

�I believe that is where I come in,� a familiar voice interrupted, although it held a hollow tone that Harry had never heard before.

Half hoping and half afraid, Harry turned towards the voice.

�Standing� before him was the ghost of Severus Snape. It was only then that Harry realized that the howling had stopped.

�He trapped me, Harry,� the ghost explained. �I would have told you sooner, but I could not. The basilisk that you killed in your second year was a female. In isolated environments, they can reproduce parthenogenically. The basilisk was an infant a year ago. It would not have grown this quickly, but for his power. He lured Professor Tarleton down here because he knew that you were the only other individual who could open the chamber.�

�I still miss you, Severus,� Harry said, tears streaming down his face. �What am I supposed to do without you?�

�There are others who love you, Harry,� he replied. �Do not turn them away. I spent a great deal of time as a bitter, unpleasant man because I refused to let anyone into my heart. Then a certain annoying Griffindor simply kept hammering at it until he got in. Don�t make my mistakes.�

�I won�t, Severus,� Harry promised. �I just won�t love anyone the way I love you.�

�You never do, Harry,� Severus said. �Everyone is unique, just as you are. Now, get that annoying idiot out of the Chamber and lock him up in St. Mungo�s where he belongs.�

�What happened to him?� Harry asked, moving forward into the Chamber.

�The Dark Lord tried to take him over,� Severus replied, following Harry. �The resulting trauma completely unhinged him.�

�Well,� Harry said. �He can keep Lockhart company, then.�

~*~*~

Harry sat quietly in the Headmistress� office, a glass of Firewhiskey in his right hand. His left arm was wrapped around Hermione�s waist. Draco had an arm draped over her shoulders, and his hand was resting on Harry�s shoulder.

He listened silently while Minerva explained the circumstances of the professor�s insanity to the Healer from St. Mungo�s, and then explained the final destruction of Voldemort to the aurors who had come in response to her summons. Occasionally, one or another of them would look at the odd trio sitting on the sofa, but none of them had yet inquired.

Finally, though, one of the aurors turned to the three of them.

�Mr. Potter,� he said. �I presume that we will be able to find you at Godric�s Hollow if we have any further questions?�

�No,� Harry said, lifting his glass to his lips. �You will be able to find me here, or at Malfoy Manor. I will be closing Godric�s Hollow for a while. I was in mourning, and I believe I am finally ready to re-join the world.�

�Why here, Mr. Potter?� the auror questioned.

�That�s Professor Potter,� Harry corrected. �I am going to be taking over the Defense Against the Dark Arts position. It was offered to me right after the war was over, and I declined. I see now that it was a mistake. I plan on being the Defense professor permanently.�

�Very well, Professor,� the auror replied, recovering from his surprise quickly. �If we have any questions, we know where to find you or Professor Malfoy.� He nodded to Hermione, and then turned to rejoin his companion. Without another word, the two aurors used the fireplace and disappeared in a whirl of green flames.

�Did you mean that, Harry?� Hermione asked. �That you�ll be at Malfoy Manor, with us, I mean?�

�Yes, �Mione,� Harry replied, smiling at her. �I was wrong to treat the two of you the way that I have. I know that, now. I should have realized that just because I loved Severus doesn�t mean I don�t love you.�

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