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Life Altering Moments	By : BloodyRedQueen Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Slash - Male/Male Views: 6833 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Chapter 10: Bath Bubbles and Evil Plots

Theo Nott sat beside Hermione Granger-Weasley and her husband, Ronald in a small cafe in Diagon Alley. Ron was grinning lightly, oblivious to the conversation between his wife and Nott, Theo had scored top box tickets to the Quidditch World Cup for him and ‘Mione and he was off in la la land dreaming of the match, though he had no idea who it would be between yet.

“So, all I have to do is slip this potion to Harry?” Hermione asked, eyeing the acidic blue liquid curiously, “And it will get him away from Malfoy and into the arms of Ginny?” Hermione, well being extremely smart failed, like most, to see the obvious love between Harry and Draco and believed that Harry would be better off with the youngest Weasley child.

“Yes yes” Theo said, masking the impatience in his voice with ease. He hated dealing with Weasel and Granger but it was necessary since Draco would never let him near Harry. Of course the potion wouldn’t send Harry into the arms of that Weasley chit, no, it would do much worse. It would kill him, slowly and painfully, without cure, right in front of his lover. He wanted to take that away from Draco, take away his husband, his love. Make him watch Harry slowly wither away, each breath agony as he died while Draco sat by and watched without being able to do anything to help him. Forcing a sadistic grin off of his face, he returned his attention to the couple, listening to them squabble absentmindedly about the spawn in Hermione’s stomach.

HP/DM

“Easy love” Draco said, easing Harry from his chair and onto the broom. Instantly Oliver strapped Harry’s legs into place as the cushioning charms surrounded the man, making sure he was seated comfortably on the broom.

“I got it Dray” Harry said, though a small shake in his voice told his husband just how nervous he actually was about all this. This was Harry’s first time on the test broom designed for people with paralysis and he was a bit freaked.

“You’ll be fine love, I’ll be in the air with you and the whole pitch has charms on it to prevent you from getting hurt” Draco reassured once he was positive Harry was safely on the broom.

“Ready?” Oliver asked, stepping back and admiring his handiwork. It was awesome to see Harry on a broom again, despite the years and obvious disability the boy looked like he was made to to be in his current position. It brought a strange joy to Oliver’s heart, after all he had watched Harry play for years and now he’d be helping him fulfil one of his dreams.

“Ready” Harry said, due to the fact he was unable to kickoff, the broom was designed to hover in the air and be guided through hand movement. A subtle pulling up on the front would signal the rider’s desire to go into the air. Harry missed the kickoff, the feeling of hard ground beneath his feet before suddenly it was gone and he was spiraling upwards, however he could cope without the feeling as long as he could fly again.

Angling himself upwards, the young man rose into the air, awed at how well the broom responded to his hand movements. Since most normal brooms were designed to move according to the rider’s body, they wouldn’t work well for someone like Harry. however this broom was designed to follow gentle hand movements, subtle tugs or a shift in hand placement. Circling the pitch once, Harry went into a low dive, completely at ease on broom back as Draco watched from above and Oliver from below.

HP/DM

“Well?” Draco demanded once he and Harry were back at the house. Oliver had immediately seized Harry once he had landed and whisked him off to ask questions about the broom. Due to Harry’s response and the broom movement they were going into manufacturing and Harry was the new spokesman for the broom.

“It was awesome Dray, I can’t wait to go again” Harry said as Draco turned on the bath and checked the temperature of the water before pushing the plug in.

“It was an amazing present” He added as the tub filled slowly. Draco smiled, “I’m glad you liked it” He murmured before dumping the remaining contents of his favorite bubble bath in the water. Turning off the taps once the tub was full, he quickly stripped off his clothing, ignoring Harry’s sharp intake of breath as his body was revealed. He loved knowing that even after all this time the sight of him nude inspired this reaction in his husband, it was incredible.

“Shall I help you?” Draco asked, kneeling in front of Harry and quickly ridding him of his shirts, pants, boxers and socks. Harry laughed, “I suppose so” He said, once all his clothing was unceremoniously dumped on the floor.

Once upon a time the raven haired man had felt extremely self-conscious   about his naked body, especially his legs which had lost all their muscle mass. But Draco made him feel loved, and had even gone to extreme lengths to make Harry understand that he was handsome, desirable and even beautiful. Now Harry was comfortable with himself, all thanks to the wonderful, and naked man, in front of him. Carefully Dray lifted his husband from his chair, banishing the device to the bedroom as he stepped into the bathtub, moving slowly with his precious bundle. Sliding down, he leaned back, positioning Harry between his legs, his back to his chest.

“Comfortable love?” Draco asked in Harry’s ear, his hot breath enticing  a delicious shiver from the raven haired man.

“Yes” Harry breathed, relishing as the warm water slowly dispelled his sore muscles. Flying had done a number on his body today, and he’d have to slowly get back into it or cause himself serious injury. However if each session finished like this he’d fly every day, hell he’d fly three times a day. Draco laughed, grabbing the soap and gently pushed Harry upright, carefully slathering his hands he began to knead into his husband’s muscled back. While Harry’s legs may not have muscle the rest of him was extremely fit. The young man worked out hard, and had the upper body to show it. Draco smiled worshipping the tanned skin as he tried his best to ignore the many scars that covered Harry’s lithe frame.

“God Dray” Harry breathed as his husband worked out the accumulated knots. Sitting in his chair often caused him pain and lead to sores and stuff, and flying today had just added to his already sore back.

“We need to pick up more cream from the apothecary” Draco noted, seeing Harry’s reddened and inflamed skin just above his arse. That was the worst place for his husband and the flesh there often suffered.

“Tomorrow” Harry said, blushing lightly. When he had first been told about his condition he had never expected the constant ache and soreness that went with being wheelchair bound. Not to mention that he often got nasty sores from sitting all day despite everything he and Dray did to try and keep him comfortable.

“Tomorrow” Draco agreed, resuming his massage. He knew Harry was enjoying it, and he loved helping ease the daily pain his husband faced.

Eventually however the bath came to an end. Draco slipped out of the tub, carrying a half asleep Harry into the bedroom. Smiling at his husband, Draco quickly settled Harry on the bed, sliding a pair of worn, green and silver pajama  pants onto his husband before tucking the tired man into bed.

“G’d night love” Draco murmured, kissing Harry’s forehead and slipping out of the room, wearing his own PJs and robe. Harry mumbled incoherently, however the hot bath and subsequent massage had left him beyond relaxed and he was out within a few minutes.
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