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Unexpected Love	By : DeirdraDomain Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 29035 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Let's try this again...

Author's Note: I know I usually leave this note at the end of the chapter, but I felt compelled to leave it at the beginning this time because I wanted to point out a few things before you read.

Every single question or complaint will be answered before the end of the story, most of them in this chapter. The story unfolds how I want it to, not you. I'm the author. No one is making you read this.

There is one little thing I would like to point out about this chapter, other than the fact that you aren't being forced to read. Lol. There are one or two parts where it looks as if I'm giving my own opinion, or commentary, to the story, during this chapter. I'm not. You're imagining things. It's just the way I wrote the chapter. You can choose to see it however you like, but I'm telling you right now I didn't mean it as commentary.

Moving on. This chapter contains rape. Explicit rape. Explicit rape that would probably make your stomach turn. You'll be able to tell when it's coming and you'll know when it's over. I'm not marking it, so you'll just have to keep your eyes open. If you choose not to read this chapter because you don't want to risk reading the rape, you're missing a lot of stuff. This chapter is 17 pages and 11,756 words long. The rape lasts for about two pages, if even, and is roughly 1,000 words. As I said, skip over the part, if you like, but don't skip the chapter. Everything about why Harry was shunned by his so-called friends is in this chapter. I wrote for two weeks. Heh. Once again, this chapter contains RAPE.

Now, the reason it's taken me so long to post is because RL has kicked me in the ass recently and school and my future career are more important than this story. As much as we would all like to know what happens to our boys, me included, school takes presedence.

Right, so I hope you like the chapter. It's my favorite out of all of them. Reviews are always welcome. Flames will be ignored.

Deirdra

|13| - Family and a New Plan � Christmas Eve and Christmas Day � Malfoy Manor

After finally getting back to Malfoy Manor, wherein Draco got hysterical, Narcissa got murderous and Blaise became shocked at the state of Harry�s health, Severus got to work on the young man. He worked through the day and night to get him stable. When he had been working tirelessly for fifteen hours straight, Harry was finally in a healing coma. Severus estimated that the young honorary Slytherin would come out of the coma, coma within forty-eight hours, but continue to sleep. Of course, that meant he could come out of it anywhere from an hour to two days later, even after coming out of the coma.

It was just an hour short of the forty-eight hour mark when Harry began to stir. His hands twitched on the blankets and everyone held a collective breath until his breathing evened out once more and he fell into a normal sleep. Severus finally made Lucius and Draco get some sleep as well then dragged Blaise off to their room to get some sleep himself. Narcissa, who had been watching quietly the entire time, sat by the side of the bed and smiled at the sight of her son and ex-husband curled protectively around their lover, a young man who, though she had known for only a short time, she had come to love.

It wasn�t until about nine hours later that Harry finally woke. Sleepy green eyes opened slowly then closed almost immediately, wincing at the brightness of the room. Narcissa flicked her wand and the curtains closed, causing Harry to open his eyes once more and smile at her.

�Hi,� he said in a voice scratchy from abuse and sleep.

�Welcome back, dear,� she replied with a smile.

Before either of them could say anything else, the two blonds on the bed began to wake. Lucius opened his eyes first and gasped, then grabbed Harry in a crushing hug.

�You�re awake, love!� he cried emotionally.

�What gave it away?� Harry said playfully.

�What the bloody hell is all that racket?� Draco asked grumpily, then opened a sleepy, silver-grey eye.

He blinked, did a double take, then, with a cry of happiness, pounced on Harry and rained kisses all over his face. Harry struggled half-heartedly and complained, just for show, as Lucius laughed joyously at the display.

�Gods, we were so worried we would lose you!� Draco said tearfully.

�I thought I wouldn�t make it myself,� Harry said quietly.

Lucius joined the hug and choked back a sob. �It was very close there for a while, love.�

Draco just nodded and clung to them both tighter. Narcissa smiled then walked out, giving them some time alone. She let Severus and Blaise know that Harry had woken up then summoned a house-elf and had it bring food up to everyone. She was in the midst of deciding whether she wanted a shower or a bath when there was a knock at the door.

|o|

Kingsley stood patiently waiting for someone to open the door. Over the past two days since he had been called to the Burrow, he had been buried under paperwork and lost behind all the red tape while trying to bring the Weasleys, Albus Dumbledore and Hermione Granger to justice. Everyone in the Ministry was falling over themselves to right the wrong done to their Saviour.

In fact, everyone in the Ministry was shocked over what had happened to Harry. No one could have ever guessed that the Gryffindor�s former friends would do such a thing to him. Kingsley was now standing at the front door of Malfoy Manor, waiting to be let in to take Harry�s statement and get his version of the events.

He was shivering and contemplating knocking again when the door opened to reveal Narcissa. Kingsley was surprised that a house-elf hadn�t answered his knock, but he smiled nonetheless.

�Hello, Mrs. Malfoy. I�m here to speak with Harry, if he�s up to visitors,� he said with a tired smile.

Narcissa laughed softy, �We were wondering when you would show up. And please, call me Miss Black or Narcissa; Lucius and I are divorced.�

�Ah, yes. Very well, Narcissa,� Kingsley said kindly. �Has Harry woken yet?�

She motioned him in, to which he quietly thanked her, then waited for her to answer him as he shook the snow off his coat and rubbed his hands together to warm them.

�Yes, briefly. I believe they are currently eating. Why don�t we go on up and see if he�s ready to tell us what happened.�

Kingsley was about to protest and say he could come back later when she walked away from him and began to climb the giant staircase that led to the upper levels of the Manor. He followed quickly, praying he didn�t get lost in the maze of hallways, then breathed a sigh of relief when they reached a door, behind which he could hear quiet voices conversing.

The two of them entered the room to see Harry ensconced between two Malfoy men with a tray full of all his favourite foods on his lap while being encouraged to eat as much as he could. Blaise and Severus were in chairs next to the bed smirking at the coddling Harry was receiving. All of them were talking about how worried they had been about Harry while he was missing, not letting him get a word in edgewise as they shoved more food into his mouth every time he opened it to say something. Needless to say, there were a lot of glares being directed at everyone in the room by Harry as he muttered something darkly under his breathe that sounded suspiciously like, �I�m not a fucking baby.�

Harry brightened slightly and smiled when he saw the tall, black Auror in the doorway and motioned him in. He knew he would have to give a statement eventually and he would rather get it done as soon as possible so he could enjoy the rest of his holiday with his lovers and his family.

Kingsley offered Harry a smile and took the seat Severus motioned him to. The Auror was quite happy that Harry looked to be recovering nicely and was surrounded by those who loved him.

�Evening, Harry,� he said by way of greeting.

��lo, Kingsley. I was wondering when you would show up,� Harry said in response.

�Funny, Narcissa said the same thing,� the tall black Auror said as he sat back and crossed his legs. �How are you feeling?�

�A bit sore but very happy to be alive and back where I belong,� Harry said with a blinding smile.

Draco and Lucius beamed at his words and wrapped their arms around him tighter, then each kissed the top of his head. They couldn�t be happier that he considered their house his home, where he belonged. Kingsley noticed this and his smile brightened

�Well, I hate to bring this up when you all look so happy, but I need to know what happened, Harry,� he said regretfully.

�I know, Kingsley. It�s perfectly okay. I knew I�d have to tell the story eventually,� the young man on the bed said with a sigh.

Shacklebolt nodded. �Shall we begin, then?� When he received a nod from Harry, he continued, �Why were you in Diagon Alley?�

Harry shifted, �Last minute Christmas shopping.�

The Auror raised a brow, �Why were you there alone?�

Harry heaved a sigh, �Severus and Blaise were at Snape Manor, not scheduled to arrive here until Christmas Eve, Draco and Narcissa were spending quality time together alone and Lucius was busy with work stuff. So, I went by myself. I�m a big boy and I thought I would be fine. It�s not like any of us expected me to be attacked, what with the Dark Lord being dead and all.�

Kingsley nodded as he took notes. �Too right you are. What happened while you were there?�

�I went to Gringotts first to get some money because I hate writing bank drafts for purchases. When I was coming out of the bank they grabbed me and dragged me into Knockturn Alley, then activated a Portkey.�

�Where did the Portkey take you?�

�You know bloody well where that damned Portkey took him!� Lucius yelled.

Harry laid a comforting hand on Lucius� leg and rubbed circles, calming him. �Standard procedure when questioning a victim, love, he needs to hear me say it for the record.�

Kingsley nodded, looking slightly harassed. �Harry?�

The young man sighed once more. �We landed in the attic of the Burrow. I fell and hit my head on something hard, though I don�t remember what, and it knocked me out.� He waited for the Auror to ask the next question, quite familiar with how these things work since he had been thoroughly questioned after Voldemort�s demise.

�What happened when you woke?� the man asked on cue, scribbling more notes in his book.

�When I woke, I was tied to a chair. Hermione, Ron and Ginny were there. They told me why they had taken me and what they were going to do to me while they had me,� he responded.

With another nod, Kingsley spoke again, �What did they tell you?�

Harry snorted. �That they were going to wipe the sickness out of me, meaning my sexual orientation, by any means necessary. Even if it killed me.�

�Even if it killed you?� Severus asked.

�Yes. Hermione said I�d be better off dead if I really were gay because the Wizarding World doesn�t need or want a gay hero,� he said bitterly.

�So she knew what those spells and potions would do to you if you hadn�t been bespelled in the first place?� the Potions Master asked incredulously.

Harry looked him straight in the eye, the sadness showing on every inch of his face. �Yes, she did.�

�Sweet Merlin,� Severus whispered.

�And what happened after that?� Kingsley asked.

�They forced potion down my throat, cast spells and performed rituals,� the green-eyed young man said, taking comfort in the hands that were holding both his shaking ones.

�Do you know what any of them were?� the Auror asked.

Harry closed his eyes and shook his head. �No.�

�Then what?�

�I passed out eventually. I don�t know how long they continued after that,� he said shakily.

The man offered him a smile. �When did you wake?�

�It wasn�t until morning, so they had me for a good fifteen hours, if not more. I woke to Ginny�s demented ramblings about having me back in her bed.� Severus snorted and Harry shot him a weak grin. �When she straddled my lap and I wouldn�t give in, she got mad and eventually got off me. She yelled for a bit, to which I insulted her, which may have made it worse. I think she said something about Lucius and Draco, as well as the Slytherins in general, poisoning me. I can�t remember, though. She got fed up with me not cooperating and finally threw Crucio at me.� He paused for the horrified gasps, then continued, �She was halfway through the Killing Curse when the door burst open and someone stupefied her. I passed out again.�

Kingsley nodded once more. �That would have been Lucius when he and Severus showed up to rescue you. I�ve taken their statements already.�

Harry gave Lucius a blinding smile, then thought of something, his brow furrowing. He opened his mouth and was about to ask when Kingsley spoke.

�Why did you wait so long to rescue him if you knew since the night before where he was?�

Harry blinked then pouted. �Yeah, why did you wait so long?�

Lucius moved to speak when Severus snorted and beat him to it. �Please, we�re Slytherins for Merlin�s sake! We don�t go rushing into trouble head first without first thinking it through, mind you, like a common Gryffindor! We plan everything out to the last detail before we move!�

Harry huffed and crossed his arms over his chest. �I�m a common Gryffindor,� he said with another pout.

Lucius chuckled and pulled him close. �Love, there is nothing common about you. And the Gryffindor part is questionable, anyhow. You�ve always been more of a Slytherin.�

Draco nodded along with his father�s words, then gave Harry a kiss. �He�s right, you know.�

Kingsley laughed. �Be that as it may, he was pretty bad off when you found him and you still took the time to give me your statement, though it really only took a moment, before you moved him to the Manor to heal him.

They all sobered and Harry looked questioningly at Severus, who answered quietly, �I slipped him a stasis potion that would halt all bodily functions without harm when no one was looking as I was checking his vitals. I knew we had a few minutes at the most, but at least his condition was stabilized until we got him back here.�

The Auror nodded, then stood. �This is all I need. I have to get back to Headquarters and check in. I�m glad you�re okay, Harry.�

�Thanks, Kingsley. Hey, can I ask what happened to them?� Harry said as the man reached the door.

No one needed him to clarify who �them� was. Kingsley sighed and leaned against the door frame.

�Hermione Granger, Ronald, Ginevra and Molly Weasley, along with Albus Dumbledore, were taken into custody and are being held at Azkaban until their trial, which is just a formality. There�s enough evidence against them to convict them of two life sentences each.�

Harry frowned, �What did the Headmaster do?�

�Albus was the one that was watching you. He gave them the information they needed to take you. He is also the one who planted the idea in their heads and told them how to go about what they did. His goal wasn�t to �save� you, though. He wanted you dead. Albus was hoping you would die, not be converted back to �normal�.�

Everyone in the room was shocked. They had known Albus Dumbledore was conniving, but they never thought he would purposely have someone killed.

�Why?� Harry choked out.

�Because after you did his dirty work and rid us all of Voldemort, your usefulness had expired. He saw us all as tools for him to use. A means to an end,� Severus said sadly.

�That pretty much sums it up. Though he did add that you were too powerful to be left alive and that he was supposed to be the most powerful wizard alive, not you,� Kingsley added.

�I see. So how did you guys figure out where I was and who had me?� Harry asked.

Draco snorted. �You mean other than the glaringly obvious letter those moronic Gryffindors sent? We had a little bit of help,� he said with a smirk.

�Who?�

�The twins. They sent me a letter telling me they wanted to meet with me about something. When I got there, they told me everything they had seen and heard when they had stopped by the Burrow earlier that day,� Severus said.

�Fred and George?� Harry asked. When they all nodded, his face broke out into a grin. �We have to invite them over for Christmas and New Years.�

�Indeed,� Lucius said with a smile.

�I�m still not entirely sure why they would do this to you, love,� Draco said, �I mean, I know they hated you��

Narcissa nodded and sniffed, �My dear. You poor boy! But why, as Draco said, would they do something like this?�

Harry snorted. �They just don�t like me and they haven�t for some time.�

Narcissa blinked then shot him a confused look before asking, �Well, why ever not?�

�It�s a very long story,� Harry responded with a sigh, knowing he had gotten away with not telling it for a very long time and that was about to end.

�We have time, Harry, and I would like to hear it,� she said with a small, yet concerned, smile.

Harry looked wary and had his mouth open to kindly refuse when Blaise spoke, �You never told us the whole story, love.�

�Mmm, you didn�t tell us everything. I�ve actually been wondering. Especially since they went as far as kidnapping you,� Draco said with a sour look on his face.

The honorary Slytherin shot Severus a look, appealing to him for help, but the man just shook his head at Harry, then spoke as well. �I know there was more to it than what you told me and I also know that you told me more than anyone else. Harry, I worry about you. We all do. Please, tell us. You need to finally get this out because we all know you haven�t told anyone else anything about what happened when you were still living in the tower with them,� Severus told him softly.

With a gigantic sigh, the green-eyed young man nodded. �Fine, you�re right. I suppose you all deserve to know after everything that�s happened recently.�

Harry paused and took a deep breath. He took his glasses off to rub his eyes then put them back on and leaned back into the pillows. He settled against his lovers, knowing he would need the support. This was going to be a very long story.

�Well, you see, it all started when they found out I was gay��

September 27, 1996 � Beginning of Sixth Year � Just after Voldemort�s defeat.

Harry had been getting increasingly worried. He was lying to his friends and he felt horrible about it. They had no idea he was gay.

He was worried was because he had no idea what his friends were going to do or how they were going to react when he told them. And he had to tell them. Both Ron and Ginny were trying to get him to go out with her and he just wasn�t interested. They kept insisting it would make him a more permanent member of the family should the two of them work out and marry. He was constantly making excuses not to date her. Harry was quickly running out of excuses.

He had been a wreck the past week or so, trying to think of a way to tell them. Unfortunately, his tentative plan was shot to hell the night his so-called friends schemed against him and helped Ginny try to seduce him.

Harry walked into the dorm and pulled the curtains of his bed back to find a naked Ginny lying there, pleasuring herself right on top of his Gryffindor duvet. He was disgusted to say the least. Harry let out a startled gasp and began to back away from the bed.

�Don�t you like what you see?� Ginny asked with a moan as she slid her fingers inside herself and began to writhe on the bed.

Harry�s face took on a disgusted look as he answered, �Gods, Ginny. Stop that and put some clothes on! Ugh, I can�t believe you�re doing that on my bed. A bed I have to sleep in!�

Ginny, seeing the horrified look on Harry�s face, grabbed her clothes, quickly dressing, then ran from the room sobbing. He followed her out and found her on the couch in the common room, crying in Hermione�s arms. Both Ron and Hermione gave him a nasty look.

�What the hell did you do to her?!� Ron screeched.

�Nothing! I found her naked in my bed touching herself and I told her to stop and get dressed,� Harry said while holding his hands in front of him in a non-threatening gesture.

�You found her naked in your bed, touching herself?� Ron asked.

The green-eyed Gryffindor nodded, hoping his friend was catching on. �Yes.�

�And you told her to stop?� Ron asked incredulously.

Harry blinked, confused. �Er, yeah.�

Ron�s face turned a very unattractive shade of purple, indicating his rage. �What the fuck are you, some kind of pouf?�

Harry clenched his jaw, his eyes going steely. �I don�t much like the terminology, but yes, as a matter of fact, I am.�

Three things happened at once, all before Harry could react. Hermione screamed in denial, Ginny sobbed harder and clung to Hermione with more despair, and Ron punched Harry in the face, sending him flying backwards to the cold, hard floor.

When he finally got his bearings back, he looked up to see Ron seething and staring down at him. �What the fuck did you do that for?!� Harry yelled.

Ron spat on him. �You�re disgusting.�

The red head kicked him until he was out of breath, then spit on him again and told him to stay the fuck away from him. Harry finally got the energy to drag himself up the stairs and into the dorm. He crawled to his bed and somehow pulled himself up and into it, then promptly passed out.

He woke an hour or two later to find all of his dorm mates raining punches and kicks down on his prone body. They eventually tired themselves out and went to bed, leaving Harry curled up and sobbing. They had broken a few of his ribs, bruised and bloodied him. Harry cried himself to sleep for the first time in a long time.

He didn�t understand why Ron hadn�t even tried to talk to him. He�d known that Ron wanted him to be with Ginny and he�d suspected that Ron would react badly to the news that he was gay, but he�d never anticipated Ron reacting this extremely. What had happened to his best friend? Things had been strained between them recently because of Ginny, but this was too much.

No one in the common room had tried to stop Ron earlier, and now his dorm mates were beating him. It just didn�t make any sense. And how had Ron gotten the others to go along with him? And Hermione? Wasn�t she supposed to be his friend? Harry cried himself to sleep for the first time in a long time.

The next morning wasn�t any better. He woke when someone pushed him off his bed and onto the floor, then began to kick him. More kicking ensued until they all realized they would be late for class.

Harry pulled himself up and staggered to the showers. He turned one on and just sat there under the spray of water as he cried his pain away. Eventually the water began to turn cold so he gave in and cleaned himself up, then went to get dressed. He got quite a shock when he looked in the mirror to comb his hair. There were cuts and bruises all over his face, neck, hands and arms. He couldn�t leave his room looking like this or someone would ask questions and make everything worse. Of course, he didn�t know any healing spells so Harry did the only thing he could think of: he cast Glamour charms to cover his injuries.

The beating and the long shower, not to mention the fact that they had waited until the very last minute to wake and beat him, caused him to miss breakfast as well as the entirety of his first class. But, if he hurried, he could just make it to his most favourite class of all. Potions. (Note the overwhelming amount of sarcasm. Don�t choke on it.) This day was just getting better by the minute.

If Harry didn�t have bad luck, he would have none at all. What may have seemed more than enough time to get to Potions on a normal day, was actually not nearly enough on this day. On a good day, Harry could have run and made it there just as Professor Snape was about to close the dungeon classroom door. But this was far from a good day.

Harry could barely breathe and was wheezing just from walking. He stumbled and almost fell down a large staircase, but managed to catch himself just in time. After what seemed like an hour but was really ten agonizing minutes, Harry could see the door of the Potions classroom looming in the distance. The beaten young man struggled forward and barely made it through the door without falling over. Harry�s appearance and state of health completely escaped Snape�s notice, most likely because he ignored it, and at once he was at the injured young man�s side to berate him as usual.

�Lovely of his highness to grace us with his presence. Did you think you were too good to be on time, Potter?� he hissed. The whole class laughed, the Gryffindors more than the Slytherins, and he filed that bit of information away to examine more closely at a later time. �Twenty points from Gryffindor and two weeks detention.�

�But, Sir, I-,� Harry began and was cut off.

�Oh, feeling brave as well?� he asked with a sneer. �Fine. Make it fifty points and a month�s detention!�

Harry sank into a chair at an empty desk in the back of the classroom feeling defeated. First his friends beat him till he passed out, then they woke him late, just to beat him some more, and now Snape had taken fifty points and given him a month�s worth of detention! He wondered how badly the Gryffindors were going to beat him for the loss of points. It never crossed his mind that it was their fault he lost the points, and it would never cross their minds, either. Oh well, he thought to himself, at least if I�m in detention most of the night for a month they�ll have less time to beat me up.

The day passed miserably with every Gryffindor Harry saw giving him nasty looks. Dinner was horrible. So horrible, in fact, that he just pushed his food around on his plate for ten minutes then got up and left the Great Hall. Harry was so caught up in how miserable he was and what he was going to do to keep himself safe until detention that he didn�t even notice when Ron, Seamus, Neville and Dean followed him out. He didn�t notice until the first blow hit him from behind once he entered the common room.

Harry fell to the floor and curled in on himself, trying to protect his vital organs from injury. They kicked and hit him until it was time for him to leave for detention. Harry thought they had all left until Ron knelt in front of his face.

�You�d better not tell anyone about this, Potter. Of course, I don�t see them believing a poof like you anyhow,� Ron said with a laugh, then punched him in the face and, as was becoming his habit, spit on him.

Harry showed up late for detention, earning him another month�s worth. Snape worked him to the bone, cleaning cauldrons and chopping potions ingredients until midnight. When he got back to the dorm, no one was waiting up for him, but he wasn�t stupid enough to think there wouldn�t be a repeat of that morning. He just managed, before he passed out, to put protective wards around his bed and set an alarm on his wand to wake him before the other boys.

The weeks flew by and Harry continued to keep the wards on his bed as he slept. The only problem was that if he ever forgot to set his alarm or it didn�t wake him, his wards would fall before he could wake and the other boys would take advantage of this and wake him with a beating. He was late to Potions more than once and he ended up getting more detentions. His other professors were beginning to get worried, but the Headmaster told them all not to worry. He wasn�t, after all, and if he wasn�t worried about Harry, why should they be?

Snape was mean as ever in class, but during the weeks of detentions he started to realize that there was more to Harry than he originally thought. In fact, he took it upon himself to tutor the Gryffindor in Potions. By the time six weeks, and a little less than half of his accumulated detentions passed, he was on his way to having much better grades in Potions and gained a little bit of confidence. Snape began to ease up on him in class when he noticed Harry was trying, but this was what caused what happened to Harry next.

The Gryffindors had been watching him like a hawk. Since he had been in detention every night since the very first beating and was getting up before them every morning, they weren�t having as much fun as they would like to be. Meaning they weren�t getting their jollies by beating him on a regular basis. So, they took to accosting him in the corridors and occasionally staying up until he got back from the dungeons to give him a little reminder about how disgusting they found him.

Once such time they made the mistake of teaching him a lesson, as Ron put it, very close to the Potions Master�s office. Snape came out and saw Harry lying on the floor, bloodied and bruised. After handing out detentions, with Filch, not him, he shooed them away and took the Gryffindor into his office to heal him and ask him what the hell was going on.

Harry fell into the uncomfortable chair in front of his professor�s desk and winced. Snape frowned and watched him closely for a moment, deciding from what he saw of how the young man was acting that there was no way the four other boys had had enough time to hurt him this severely in the small amount of time it took him to get out there and catch them. He quickly cast some healing charms and handed him a potion. After the young man drank it down, he gave him a minute to heal before speaking.

�Would you like to tell me what�s going on now?� he asked Harry carefully.

�Nothing you would care about, Professor. Thanks for chasing them off, but you�re just going to make it worse for me once they see me again,� Harry said softly.

Snape blinked and crossed his arms over his chest as he leaned back against his desk. �Would you like to explain to me what you mean by that?�

�Why do you care? Isn�t this what you always wanted? Me getting put in my place?� Harry asked sourly.

Severus blinked at the ferocity of his words, then sighed. �No, Harry, it�s not what I want. And if they�re doing this regularly, I have to report it. You have to report it. Now, what�s going on?�

Harry snorted. �Sure, like I believe for one minute that you care. Look, Professor, I appreciate it, but I have to go now. I�ll be back for detention after dinner,� he said dejectedly then rose to leave the office.

Snape grabbed his arm as he was about to open the door. �This isn�t over, Harry. We�ll talk about it when you come back.�

He ripped his arm away from the older man and scowled. �I suppose I have no choice if you�re going to force me, Sir,� he said, then walked out into the corridor.

Severus wondered the rest of the day what the hell was going on with Harry Potter and why not only his friends, but his whole house, had abandoned him. He was determined to find out that evening in detention.

When Harry showed up later that evening, sporting a black eye and a busted lip, Severus found he�d had enough and forced the boy to sit and tell him what the hell was going on.

�Fine, you want to know? I�ll tell you, then,� Harry yelled. �I told them I�m gay and now they�ve decided I�m disgusting and they beat me every chance they get. Are you happy now? Why don�t you go run off and tell your little snakes that Harry Potter, Boy-Who-Lived, Saviour of the Wizarding World, is GAY!�

Harry�s chest was heaving by the time he was finished and Severus could do nothing but sit there and stare at him. There was nothing wrong with being gay in their world, but apparently the whole of Gryffindor house had forgotten that little detail when their Golden Boy had turned out to bat for the other team. Now that he knew the problem, the only thing left was damage control.

�Harry, it�s okay to be gay, you know. Almost every witch or wizard is at least bisexual and it�s a common thing-�

�I bloody well know that! They�re just pissy because they wanted me to get married and have kids like a good little puppet! Ron wanted me to marry his sister because then I really would be his brother, Hermione wanted me to marry Ginny because she plans on marrying Ron and we would all be a big happy, demented, red headed family! And Ginny? Oh Gods, don�t get me started on that little psycho! The others are just following Ron because he told them something horrible. I guarantee you he never told them why he really hates me, just made something up so they would hate me as well,� he finished on a scream.

Severus was taken aback by the young man�s words and failed to notice that someone had entered the room while they were talking. Harry hadn�t noticed either. That is, until the person spoke.

�Sweet Merlin, are they all that daft?� Draco said into the quiet room.

And then Harry blew up. �What the fuck?! Did you invite your bloody snakes here to humiliate me? Is this your idea of fun, Snape?�

Severus blinked, but wasn�t given a chance to answer.

�He had no idea I was here. In fact, I broke his wards to get in,� Draco said, then noticed the gathering storm on his Head of House�s face and rushed to continue, �Which I can see is going to get me into loads of trouble and probably killed. Well, lovely knowing you Harry, I�ll be sure to tell your mum and dad hi when I see them in, oh, about five minutes��

Normally anyone, especially Malfoy, mentioning his parents being dead bothered him. But the fact that Malfoy was scrambling, knowing he was going to die for what he�d just admitted, struck Harry as hilarious. The only reason Draco Malfoy didn�t die that day was because Harry Potter broke down and began laughing hysterically.

�Good one, Draco. Telling my parents hi for me. Oh Gods,� he said as he fell to the floor clutching his stomach as he laughed.

Severus and Draco exchanged a look, then watched him roll around for a few minutes. His laughing finally subsided and he pulled himself into the chair once more.

�Thanks, I needed that,� Harry said as he rubbed his eyes behind his glasses.

�No problem,� Draco said in a daze, confused about what had just happened.

�Mmm,� Harry hummed in response.

�Harry, we have to do something about this,� Severus said with caution.

�Sir, I don�t really think there�s anything you can do, short of moving me out of there. Honestly. And I don�t see that happening in the near future,� Harry said dejectedly.

�Well, perhaps there is something we could do�� Draco said mostly to himself.

Harry shot him a look. �Why do you care, Malfoy?�

Draco blinked. �I think I liked it more when you were calling me Draco, Harry.�

�Er�Draco, why do you care?�

�Well, obviously someone has to. Why are you letting them do this to you? I mean, you defeated the Dark Lord, how come you�re letting them get way with this? You�re much stronger than that, I know you are!� Draco said fiercely.

�Yeah, well, it�s a little difficult when they had me injured before they began the first time and most of the other times I�m sleeping when they attack,� Harry said with a sigh. �I�ve been putting up protective wards around my bed before I sleep but it only helps if I actually get up before they do because they fade in the night. And I can�t help when they attack me in the corridors. They ambush me coming around corners and whatnot.�

Neither of the Slytherins knew what to say to him. But they both vowed to try and help him, protect him, in any way they could in the future. New friendships were made that night, and although they did help Harry in the long run, they also caused him many problems.

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It was another five weeks before anything dire happened. They were now coming up on Christmas holidays and Harry would have the whole tower to himself for three weeks because he was the only Gryffindor staying at the castle. What he, and no one else but the conspirators, didn�t know, was that his dorm mates had a little parting gift for him the night before they left to go home for break.

Harry and Draco had become great friends and the Gryffindors noticed this. They also noticed that Harry and Severus were getting mighty cosy. And being ignorant, as most Gryffindors tend to be (at least that was the general consensus in Slytherin) they assumed that Harry was more than friends with both of them. In fact, they assumed Harry was giving it away to every single Slytherin who would have him. What they didn�t know was that Harry was a virgin and planned to stay that way for a while longer, despite all of Draco�s flirting.

That night was the last of his detentions. He had gotten many before Severus had finally made him sit down and tell him what was going on in the tower, but afterwards he had assigned more, hoping it would help Harry and keep him out of the tower until his dorm mates were sleeping. Again, they took the detentions to mean something entirely different from what they really were.

Harry stumbled into the dorm later than usual, more tired than usual, and fell into bed. He forwent his wards, thinking there wouldn�t be any point since the other fours boys were already asleep and he would be getting up before them anyhow. He had plans early in the morning to go see Draco and Severus for a Potions lesson. Draco had taken to helping him in the subject as well. He had decided to stay for Christmas because Harry was staying and he felt the Gryffindor could use some company.

As Harry slept, the other boys in the dorm stealthily got out of bed and moved over to his. They had pretended to asleep, hoping to fool him into a false sense of security. He had actually made their job a lot easier by not putting up his wards because they were convinced they would have to break them in order to give him his present. Now all they had to do was pull open the curtains and get to work.

Seamus, Dean and Neville were the only ones Ron had told the truth about why he hated Harry. He knew they would see it the way he saw it and help him out with Harry�s punishments. He couldn�t have been more right, but they all agreed with him for different reasons. Dean because he was Muggle-born and was raised to think being gay was an abomination, Seamus because he thought Harry should be with him and wasn�t, and Neville because, well, he was quite afraid of the other boys and would do anything to gain their respect. They had all agreed, Neville reluctantly, that this was the only course of action to help him see the error of his ways.

So, while he slept, dreaming of the new potions he would be learning the next morning and a gorgeous blond he just couldn�t get out of his head, they stripped him naked and tied him up. Harry woke to find his ankles and wrists tied to the headboard of his bed and all four of his dorm mates staring at him, most very hungrily. He felt very exposed and just wanted to curl up and cry, but he couldn�t because of the rope holding him in place.

�What are you guys doing?� he whispered fearfully.

�We�re teaching you a lesson, Potter. And I�m sure you�ll enjoy it, being the little whore that you are,� Ron said as he took in Harry�s naked body, spread wide open for them all to see.

�Gods, what are you going to do?� he asked in horror.

�Nothing you don�t want, slut,� Seamus said with a leer as they all moved in close to the bed.

Seamus moved in first, stroking his limp cock and trying to get a reaction out of him. Ron moved in between his suspended legs and looked down on his once friend. Harry hadn�t noticed until now that they were all naked as well. This scared him more than anything else could have. They were going to take the one thing that was his to give. The one thing that he thought he had control over. The hand on his cock began moving more earnestly, pulling a reaction out of his body that he didn�t want. He was getting hard despite the horrifying things that he knew were about to happen and he couldn�t stop it.

Then, without warning, Ron slammed into him without any preparation. It burned and he could feel his anus tearing from the abuse. Blood began to trickle down his leg as the red head moved in and out of his tearing hole. All the while, Seamus� hand was still moving on his rapidly softening cock. Unfortunately, his body liked it when the Irish boy bent over and took him in his mouth. Ron finally finished and moved out of the way, his place being taken by Dean who shoved into Harry without saying anything.

Seamus continued to suck on Harry as cum and blood dribbled out of his abused hole, while Dean pounded into him. His arms and legs were getting sore from the odd position and he could already feel bruises and sores forming on his ankles and wrists. But it was far from over. They hadn�t just planned on taking his virginity, they had also planned on taking pleasure from him as well. What could be worse than being raped and enjoying it?

That�s why Harry suddenly found his legs free. He stretched them out on the bed as the others decided what they were going to do next. As Seamus and Dean fought over something Harry couldn�t quite make out, Ron showed up at the head of the bed and shoved his cock into Harry�s mouth. He could taste the blood and cum, among other things, as he was forced to suck Ron to completion. Ron was so preoccupied that he didn�t hear Seamus moaning in the background as Dean finally gave in and began to stretch him open. Neville, the poor soul, just stood there and watched it all with growing horror.

Finally, Harry felt a mouth on him once more and tried to will away the pleasure he was receiving but didn�t want. The red head slapped him around a bit then leaned in close to whisper in his ear.

�We can tell you�re enjoying it, you little slut. Is this how they fuck you down in the dungeons? Hmm? Do they give it to you hard and fast? I bet you just love being bent over Snape�s desk as he shoves his greasy, yellowed cock into you, don�t you?�

Harry whimpered in pain and fear as his former friend spoke hateful things into his ear. After a few more minutes he just began to block it all out. He snapped back to attention, however, when he felt something other than a mouth on his cock. He opened his eyes to see Seamus slowly lowering himself onto him with a look of pure pleasure on his face.

�That�s right, Seam, take one for the team,� Ron said enthusiastically as the Irish boy seated himself fully on Harry�s cock. None of them knew that Seamus was gay as well and just living out a fantasy. They thought he was doing this strictly to punish Harry.

�No,� Harry said pleadingly, �Please don�t.�

�Oh, is poor baby Harry upset?� Ron asked mockingly.

�I know what�s bothering him!� Dean said loudly, �He�s not used to having his cock up someone�s arse! Usually they�re the ones sticking it to him! Is that it, slut? Are you their fuck hole? Is that what it is? Do they never let you fuck them? Hmm?�

Ron thought about this for a moment then nodded. �You know, I think you�re right. Only thing he�s good for, anyhow. Why would anyone let him fuck them?�

Harry just lay there and cried miserably at the betrayal of his body. He couldn�t believe they were doing this to him and that his body was actually reacting. He just wished they would finish and leave him the fuck alone so he could go to sleep and forget he ever existed.

Finally, what seemed like hours later for Harry but was actually 3.2 minutes (Seamus was a very quick fuck, apparently, and hadn�t even touched his cock, which should have clued the others in to the fact that he liked having a cock up his arse), Seamus lifted off him and moved away. Dean, Seamus and Ron looked at Neville expectantly and he quickly, as quickly and painlessly as he could anyway, stroked himself off over Harry. He felt bad enough about the whole thing but he couldn�t let them down, they were his friends.

They beat him a little more, spit on him and generally just�came all over him for another half hour, then left him tied to his bed with blood and drying cum all over his body. He sobbed himself to sleep, praying that he would never wake up again.

The next morning, Severus and Draco were waiting in the Potions classroom for Harry. An hour passed and he never showed up. They were both getting worried, having had a bad feeling since the night before when Harry had left detention. Finally, Severus decided he was going to go see where Harry was. He sent Draco back to his common room and told him he would go and get him when he found out what happened.

When Severus walked into Gryffindor Tower, everyone had gone. His sixth sense told him something wasn�t right and he rushed up the stairs to the sixth year boy�s dorm. When he got there, the sight that met him had him on his knees.

Harry was still tied to the bed, his arms at an awkward angle over his head, completely naked save for the bodily fluids staining his body. Severus rushed to his side and freed his hands, causing the boy to wake and try to get away from him.

�Shh, Harry, it�s me. It�s okay. What happened?� Severus said in a soothing voice.

�Gods, Sev, they tied me up and�� Harry shivered and shook his head. �It doesn�t matter. Can you help me up?�

�Sure,� the man said with a nod. He knew Harry would only tell him when he was ready to, so he let it go.

Severus helped Harry into the shower and left him be so he could clean up. While the young man was washing, he summoned a house-elf and had them get a few potions and salves from his stores in order to heal Harry�s injuries. Once the Gryffindor joined him again in the dorm, he went about applying the salves and had Harry drink the potions. But first he had to know the extent of the damages.

�Harry, you need to tell me what happened so I can properly treat you,� he said softly.

Harry sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose between his thumb and forefinger. �They tied me up and�wanked over me. Then they beat me. That�s it,� he said as he looked the older man in the eye, challenging him to call him a liar.

Severus nodded and sighed, �Very well. Take these two and I�ll rub the salve on your bruises.�

The Gryffindor sighed with relief that he had gotten away with a half truth. But something was bothering him. �Don�t tell Draco.�

The older man snorted. �And what shall I tell him, then, hmm? He�s going to notice the new cuts and bruises, Harry. You have to tell him something.�

Harry chewed on his lower lip for a moment then nodded. �Tell him they beat me, but not the other part. I don�t want him knowing they did that to me.�

�Very well, Harry. Now get dressed,� he said as he screwed the lid back on the jar of salve.

Harry dressed and they made their way down to the dungeons where Draco was impatiently waiting for them to return. He wasn�t too thrilled with what had happened the night before, even though he hadn�t even heard half of it. Draco demanded that Severus get Harry moved to the dungeons for the remainder of the year and next year as well. After thirty minutes of arguing, Harry saying it wasn�t necessary, Draco insisting that it was and Severus trying to tell Draco that he wasn�t too sure he could get the Headmaster to agree, they finally agreed that Severus would march right down to the Headmaster�s office and demand that Harry be moved for his safety.

So he did. And after a long four hours of arguing with the barmy old coot, Harry was a resident of Slytherin house, though still retaining the title of Gryffindor. That was perfectly fine with him, but Draco made a sour face when Severus delivered the news. No matter, though. Harry was now safe in the dungeons where the Gryffindors couldn�t get their paws on him.

The Gryffindor was moved into a room with Blaise and Draco, each of them getting a twin size bed to sleep in. Severus made sure he was settled then left Harry to get to know Blaise a little better with Draco�s help. Both Slytherins eyed him, as Draco normally did anyhow, and offered to give him a ride he would never forget. The pain from the previous night was so fresh that he paled instead of blushed, which was his normal reaction when Draco hit on him, and went to unpack instead of continuing to sit and talk with the other two.

Although they both thought his reaction weird, Blaise and Draco let it go and put it out of their minds. They made sure he knew all the unspoken rules of Slytherin house and introduced him, properly, to all of the Slytherins who had stayed at the castle for Christmas, which was most of them, since a lot of their families had either been killed or had been imprisoned during the final battle.

Harry spent Christmas day with Draco, Blaise, Severus and the rest of the Slytherins. It was the best Christmas he had ever had, even topping his first Christmas after finding out he was a wizard. Everyone got him something small and, after getting upset because he had nothing to give anyone, save Severus, Draco and Blaise, Draco slung an arm over his shoulders and informed him that it wasn�t needed for him to give all of them something back. The gifts they had given him were a welcome of sorts, letting him know he was accepted as an honorary Slytherin in their eyes. Nothing could have made him happier.

Over the course of the break, Harry and Blaise got to know each other better and became great friends. The now honorary Slytherin found out what everyone else in the house already knew: Blaise and Draco were screwing every chance they got. When neither of them were dating anyone else, they were fucking each other. They were each others fuck buddies, booty calls, boy toys. And all of Slytherin knew and accepted it. No one cared, as long as they weren�t cheating on anyone with each other.

But that�s not where it ended, oh no. Harry didn�t just find out about it. He caught them. More than once. After the students came back to school, about a week later, Harry was reading quietly in his bed when he heard a noise. His brow furrowed as he wondered what could possibly be making that noise and why. Of course, being who he is, Harry had to go investigate. And he did.

He peaked through the crack in the door of their private bathroom and got an eyeful. There, leaning against the wall with his trousers around his ankles, was Draco. Blaise was on his knees in front of the blond, his mouth wrapped around Draco�s cock as he sucked for all he was worth. Harry gasped, but Draco was so far gone, and moaning so loudly, that neither of the other boys heard him.

The young green-eyed man ran back to his bed and pulled the curtains closed, trying to calm his breathing. There�s nothing wrong with getting or giving pleasure, he told himself, just because you�re a freak and fucked in the head, doesn�t mean that everyone else is. And Draco did look like he was quite enjoying it, he thought, as he pulled the covers up to his chin.

Harry fell asleep feeling very troubled and woke up not feeling any better. By the time another month of school had passed, and Valentine�s Day was upon them, Harry had caught them in the act, and various positions, more than once. Neither of them knew he had been watching, but that�s what he had been doing. In fact, he had actually been trying to build up enough courage to ask them if he could join them once.

Harry was slowly getting over what had happened to him. He realized that it wasn�t his fault and that there really wasn�t anything he could have done to prevent it. Well, he could have set the wards, but aside from that, there really wasn�t anything he could have done. And the point was, he shouldn�t have had to set protective wards to keep himself safe from his dorm mates. He was supposed to feel safe while at school. And until he had moved into Slytherin, he had felt anything but safe.

So, during the first week of February, he was trying to find a way to bring it up to them. He felt wrong just coming out and saying, �Hey, you know how you guys fuck all the time? Would you mind if I joined in? Because I�m sick of sitting on the sidelines and watching while I wank. Yeah, my cock�s getting sore from all the wanking I�ve been doing lately, watching you two.� Somehow, Harry didn�t think that would go very well. They would laugh, and he would feel like a dumbass, and it wouldn�t achieve what he wanted.

Then his plan came to be. Harry planned and planned, waiting eagerly for Valentine�s Day to come. He knew neither of them were dating anyone, and most likely wouldn�t be for quite a while, so he was safe in regards to them both being free to take part in what he had planned.

When February fourteenth finally arrived, he was jumpy with nervous energy. Blaise and Draco were both wondering what the hell was going on, but they figured Harry would tell them when he was ready. And tell them he did.

They returned to their room to find lit candles floating all over the room and rose petals on the sheets. Harry had moved all three beds together, making an overly large king size bed. There was champagne chilling in a bucket by the large bed which was covered in green and silver silk, from the curtains, to the sheets, to the duvet and pillows. Even the bed skirt was green and silver silk. And in the middle of it all, lay Harry. Dear, sweet, innocent, horny Harry.

He didn�t pull a Ginny, but he was nearly there. Although Harry hadn�t chosen to wait for them naked, he was wearing just the bottoms to his black silk pyjamas. His eyes were a flaming green and the tension and anticipation of waiting had made him hard, so he had a rather large bulge in the shape of a tent in his sleep trousers.

Blaise and Draco just stared. After all this time, nearly two months of living in the same room as the other boy and repeatedly being turned down for sex, here he was: half naked, hard, and waiting for them to do as they wished. Both pounced on the bed at once and began to kiss, lick, suck and nip the honorary Slytherin. Harry tentatively touched them back and somehow the two Slytherins knew to take it slow and gentle with their soon to be lover.

That night, Harry discovered many things about himself. Like how strong he was and how quickly he could overcome his fears if he just faced them head on instead of obsessing over them for long periods of time and making it worse. He also learned that Blaise and Draco were very good friends, friends that, without question, did as he asked, even if the requests may have sounded odd to them. Harry also learned that he could be loved and love in return. He had been so worried after the whole incident with the Gryffindors that no one would ever want him again. That night, Harry discovered that he never wanted to lose his two new best friends.

Months passed, the large bed stayed instead of being reverted to the three small ones, and the three of them became something of a known threesome in the dungeons. Everyone knew they weren�t dating, but they also weren�t dating anyone else. And it wasn�t for lack of people trying. No matter who had asked any of the three, they were always turned down. They couldn�t explain it, but they were just happy with each other for the moment.

As the summer grew nearer, Draco began to worry about Harry. He didn�t want his friend to go back to Surrey, to those horrible Muggles that locked him in a closet and abused him. He told Blaise and the two of them had a little talk with Severus, who also agreed that it wouldn�t be a good idea to send Harry back there, especially since Voldemort was dead and there was no longer a reason for Harry to need to return to Privet Drive.

Severus then spoke to the Headmaster who, very loudly and rudely, demanded that Harry go home to Surrey. Severus sneered at the old man and told him that Harry would be residing with him over the summer and, should he see fit, he could contact the authorities and inform them that Harry was taken. Of course, this would never work because the Dursleys would have to lodge a complaint about Harry being missing and everyone knew they couldn�t care less about where Harry was. Dumbledore finally gave in, not that he had a choice, and told Severus to inform Harry that he wouldn�t be returning to Surrey for the summer, but going to Snape Manor instead.

Harry was thrilled that he would never have to see his relatives again. He was so happy, that he ran from Severus� office before the man had even finished telling him the news, and accosted his two bed mates. None of the three were seen until hours later, all grinning and squirming in their seats.

Once June arrived and Harry left with Severus for his house, Draco and Blaise went home with promises to write frequently. That didn�t last long, though. Both Blaise and Draco showed up at the front door of Snape Manor within a week and spent the rest of the summer there. Blaise went home once every week of so to see his siblings and Draco went home every Sunday night for dinner with his parents. Neither of them mentioned more than the fact that Harry was now an honorary Slytherin and their friend to their parents. Only Severus and everyone from Slytherin house knew the true nature of their relationship with Harry.

Draco spent the last week of the summer back at Malfoy Manor with Blaise, thus leaving Harry and Severus alone, which was more than okay because Severus had to return to the castle to prepare for the new year of school. Harry stayed with him in his quarters in the dungeons until August thirty-first when the other two boys came back to the school.

Everything continued as usual, but Harry was feeling slightly depressed. Not even a week into school he finally admitted to himself what was bothering him. He was in love and he could never be with the man he wanted. His love would never even notice him, let alone give him a chance. But to put his mind at ease, he decided to write an anonymous letter to the man anyhow.

While Blaise and Draco were busy in the library, Harry snuck off and wrote the letter quickly. When he got halfway through what he wanted to say, he stopped himself and gave up. He folded it and addressed it, giving it to Hedwig against his better judgement. She flew off with the letter tied to her leg, disappearing into the night.

December 23, 1997 � Present Day � The day Harry woke up from his coma

Harry finished speaking and just sat there, waiting for them to say something. Blaise looked horrified, as did Narcissa, Lucius looked enraged and Severus had a very sad look on his face, as if he had suspected as much and was extremely upset that he had been right. Kingsley just sat there with his mouth open and a shocked look on his face.

�That really happened? They�they raped you?� Draco asked in a horrified whisper.

The young man just chewed on his bottom lip as he nodded. Lucius pulled him close and rubbed his back as Draco clung to him and cried. Blaise curled up tighter in Severus� lap, who held him close. Narcissa had a murderous look on her face and Kingsley was trying to decide whether or not he was going to need to restrain her.

�I�ll fucking kill them!� Narcissa screamed then went for the door.

Kingsley put a hand on her arm to stop her. �Ron is already in custody, and it won�t take much to get Neville Longbottom, Seamus Finnigan and Dean Thomas brought up on charges. Everything Harry just told us is evidence enough for me to have them arrested,� he said authoritatively.

She nodded and moved back to the chair that she had been sitting in. �Fine,� she said as she sat down, �you just make sure they�re punished for what they did to my Harry.�

Lucius laughed, �Oh, so he�s your Harry as well, now?�

Narcissa sniffed delicately. �Yes.�

They all laughed and Kingsley bade them farewell, saying he would send word to them about the other boys as soon as he knew anything. Once they were alone, Harry finally realized he had never finished his shopping.

�Fuck!� he yelled.

Draco blinked. �What, love?�

�I never got to shopping when I was in Diagon Alley. I have nothing for any of you,� Harry said tearfully.

�Oh, love, none of us care. You�re home and alive, that�s all we need and want,� Lucius said, then kissed Harry�s forehead.

�No, it�s not all right. I so wanted to get you all something,� the young man insisted.

�Well, I suppose we can all take a trip to Diagon Alley tomorrow. Though it will be busy on Christmas Eve,� Narcissa said thoughtfully.

Harry�s whole face lit up. �Could we?� he asked eagerly.

�Yes, you brat. Now get some rest. Potions Master�s orders. And I mean rest, Harry,� Severus said with a smirk.

�Ha, bloody ha, Severus,� Harry said, �I�m too tired to do much more than cuddle with my two favourite men, anyhow.�

�Two favourite men, hmm? And what are Sev and I supposed to say to Draco and Lucius about you wanting to cuddle with us?� Blaise said cheekily.

�You prat, they are my two favourite men. Though you and Sev run a close second,� Harry said with a sleepy smile.

�Of course we do,� Severus said haughtily, much like a Malfoy, which made everyone laugh. �Now, off to bed with you. Come on, Blaise.�

They all kissed and hugged good night, going off to their respective rooms and leaving Harry with his two Malfoys. The three of them snuggled close, hugging and kissing until Harry�s eyes began to droop.

�I love you both, Lucius, Draco. I just wanted you to know that,� he said as he began to fall asleep, safely tucked between the two of them.

�We love you, too, Harry,� Draco whispered as he tightened his hold on Harry and kissed him gently.

�And we always will,� Lucius added as he kissed Harry�s head.

�Mmm,� the young man hummed as he fell deeper into sleep, a contented smile on his face.

Draco reached across Harry and took his father�s hand. �I love you as well, you know,� he said with a smile.

�I have always, and will always, love you, son. The love just evolved into something different when Harry got involved,� Lucius replied, smiling as well.

�Would you change anything?� the young blond asked sleepily.

�Never. I have everything I ever wanted or needed right here in this bed. You and Harry are my life,� the older man said quietly.

Draco leaned over and placed a soft kiss on his father�s lips. �Me neither. Love you.�

Lucius smiled once more. �Love you, too.�

The next day everyone bundled up and went to Diagon Alley where Harry spent an obscene amount of money on Christmas presents for everyone. He even managed to get something for the twins. They also stopped by Weasley�s Wizarding Wheezes just to say hi and invite the red heads over for Christmas and New Year�s. Fred and George hugged Harry heartily and made him swear never to scare them, or anyone else for that matter, like that again.

After returning home, Harry locked himself in the library to wrap everyone�s gifts. Since he knew Draco would try and sneak a peak, he wrapped the blond�s first then moved on to everyone else�s. By the time bed came, Harry was exhausted. Between healing and walking around all day, he was just plain beat. He crawled into bed between Draco and Lucius and, after kissing and I love you�s, the three of them were fast asleep.

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Christmas morning was always a spectacle at Malfoy Manor, but this year the house-elves had outdone themselves. The tree was absolutely beautiful, as was the rest of the house, and Harry was completely overwhelmed by the sheer size of the house. The colours were just amazing and he couldn�t keep his eyes on one spot for too long for fear that he wouldn�t possibly be able to take it all in.

They opened gifts, which was interrupted halfway through when the twins arrived with a bang, then sat by the fire and ate a light breakfast of tea, coffee, juice and croissants. Much later, after the house-elves had cleaned up all the paper wrappings and everyone was snuggled in with a hot mug of cocoa, Lucius gave Harry one last gift.

The honorary Slytherin looked at the rolled up scroll of parchment curiously for a moment. Lucius chuckled and kissed his cheek. �You open it, love.�

Chewing his lip, Harry untied the ribbon and let the scroll unroll. As he read the contents, his eyes went wide.

�Well, it�s more from all of us, Draco, Cissa and I. Not just me. We wanted to give you something we knew you would cherish and enjoy more than anything else,� the man said with a smile. His smile began to fade when Harry didn�t say anything for a few minutes. �Is it wrong? Should we not have done that?� he asked fearfully.

Harry finally turned to him with tears in his eyes. He threw himself into Lucius� arms and cried. When he finally gathered himself enough to speak, he pulled back and moved back to his seat next to the man. Sniffing, he finally spoke, �Gods, it�s perfect! But you didn�t have to do this, you know. This is your home.�

Draco smiled and pulled Harry into his lap. �It�s your home as well, you know. And now it�s official.�

�Yes, I was going to stay here after Christmas, but now I think I�ll go back to the castle with you both. I�m sure Severus could use some adult company occasionally,� Lucius said as Blaise yelled hey in the background and Severus snickered. �We were going to ask you to officially move in with us closer to graduation, but we�ve both decided that now would be better.�

�Really? Yes! Of course!� Harry said enthusiastically then looked at the scroll once more in awe. It said:

Deed for Malfoy Manor.

Owners � Narcissa Black, Draco Malfoy, Lucius Malfoy, Harry Potter

Signed - ��.

Harry just couldn�t believe his eyes. They had put his name on the deed of their house. His house. It was the best thing anyone had ever given him. He turned to Lucius then nuzzled his face into Draco�s neck as the older blond moved closer to them. Harry started to cry, clinging to them both.

�This is the best Christmas ever,� he choked out.

�Mine, too,� Draco said tearfully.

Lucius just smiled and nodded before leaning in and kissing each of them. The three of them sat there and cuddled, oblivious to everyone else in the room. Fred and George were eyeing Narcissa with some interest, who was watching her three men with an indulgent smile. Severus and Blaise were snuggling and kissing in an armchair before the fire, also oblivious. All of them were the happiest they had ever been, despite everything that had happened. This just proved to them that they could handle anything thrown their way. That nothing would ever break them, make them weak. Everything was going to be just fine.

To be continued...
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