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A/N: Wow… Chapter 19. This is
definitely turning out to be the LONGEST story I’ve ever written in the history
of my writing career. Lol. And it’s not even half over! Gaw! Well, enjoy this
installment and hopefully I’ll get the next one up sooner rather than later!
~Chapter Nineteen~
The following day, Draco, Ron, and
Hermione went to attending classes normally. However, Hermione was the only one
who got anything accomplished. Harry would be released at the end of the day so
they were all rather distracted. Add to that the culmination of their plans
later that night and it was not a conducive state of mind for schoolwork.
Finally the last class of the day,
Potions, was over and Draco sprang to his feet alongside Ron.
“Malfoy,
Weasley, Granger,” Severus
snapped, “I’d like a word with you three.”
Ron looked as though his head
might at explode at any given moment and Draco would have laughed if he hadn’t
been feeling the exact same way. When the other students were gone, Draco
strode up to the Potions Master’s desk and slammed his head down on the hard
surface.
“This had better be damn good, Sev!” he exclaimed angrily.
Severus
quirked an eyebrow at him as he pulled one of the desk drawers open and drew
from it what looked to be a festive gift basket, complete with red and gold
ribbons and bows.
Ron snorted in laughter. “What on
earth is that?”
“Several potions
that should aid in Mr. Potter’s recovery, as well as my special blend of energy
replenishing tea. It also contains some of his favorite candies and…” he
trailed off when Ron burst into laughter, “They’re not from me, Mr. Weasley. That bloody werewolf insisted that it be a ‘joint’
gift. He also did the decorating, as you can plainly see. There are a few
headache relieving potions, too. He will be prone to them for the next three to
five days.”
“Where has Remus been? We haven’t seen him outside of classes much,”
Ron asked.
“He’s been- busy. Order business. And therefore has been, thus far, kept
unaware of anything concerning- Harry,” Severus
replied, scoffing, “If it had been up to me, he would’ve gotten an update at
least once a week… he has a right to know, after all… Regardless, the business
is finished now and he has asked me to inform you that he’d like Harry to dine
with him in his quarters tonight.”
They smirked at each other,
marveling at how well that fit into their plans. Draco took the basket and bid
the man farewell before he could ask any questions and they left.
They rushed up to the infirmary to
find Madame Pomfrey performing the final scan on
Harry. They waited for her to finish before approaching his bedside. He smiled
brightly at them, swinging his legs over the side of the bed and standing. He
stretched his arms over his head and shook the stiffness out of his legs.
“You don’t realize how nice
standing and walking around is until you’ve been confined to a bed for a couple
days,” he joked.
“You do realize that Draco’s probably going to keep you locked up in that room
for a while yet, right?” Ron said.
“As well he should,” Poppy stated,
“You’re still not fully recovered, Mr. Potter. Draco has explicit orders to
make you rest for just a couple more days.”
Harry groaned. “More bed rest? Seriously?”
“Not necessarily bed rest. Just
take it easy. You won’t be getting back to classes until the day after
tomorrow,” the mediwitch said sternly, “You are
technically a sick person, so act accordingly, please.”
He chuckled. “Yes,
Ma’am!”
She gave him a brief, but
affectionate smile before shooing them out the door.
Once they were in Draco’s room, Harry announced that he was taking a bath and
left them. Draco went to set the gift basket on the bedside table when he
noticed a small note addressed to him under one of the red bows. He picked it
out and opened it.
‘Draco,
I thought you’d like to know
that a nice long soak in that handy hot-tub would be very good for Harry in his
current condition. Although, he should not, under any circumstances, be left
alone in it, so somebody will have to accompany him.
Best Regards,
Professor
R.J. Lupin
P.S. Severus
informed me of your relationship and I’d like you to know that you have my
blessings. I wish you both all the happiness in the world.’
Draco smirked as he set the note
down.
“What did it say?” Hermione asked
curiously.
“Feel free to read it,” Draco said
as he headed to the bathroom.
The last thing he heard before he
shut the door behind him was Hermione growling, “Why, that manipulative
little-!”
Harry looked up at the sound and
blushed brilliantly. “What are you doing in here?”
Draco grinned. “Professor Lupin has suggested a nice dip in the hot-tub. He said it
would help to speed your recovery along. He also insisted that you not be left
alone and recommended that I accompany you.”
“For Merlin’s
sake! I’m not a bloody child!” Harry exclaimed indignantly.
“No… you’re most definitely not
a child,” Draco said, eyeing him appraisingly and
making him blush, “Now into the hot tub with you!”
“Who says you get to order me
around?” Harry stated defiantly.
“Madame Pomfrey
and Professor Lupin, that’s who,” Draco
replied, “Unless you’d rather go back to the infirmary, I suggest you get in
the hot tub. Look, I’ll even turn around…”
As soon as Draco’s
back was turned, Harry bolted into the steaming, bubbling water. He sighed
contentedly, already feeling the bubbles and jets begin to soothe his wracked
nerved endings. Draco turned back when he heard the
sigh.
“I told you it would help,” he
said, smiling.
“Shut up,” Harry said, though his
tone lacked any real anger.
Draco
quickly stripped, as well, and joined his dark haired boyfriend. He smiled
again when Harry’s eyes flew open and he blushed magnificently. However, he
didn’t move away when Draco came to sit beside him,
showing the blonde that he was more comfortable with him than he’d probably
care to admit.
“You got your wish,” Draco murmured, leaning in close.
Harry blinked stupidly. “Wha-?”
“At the
masquerade. You said you wanted me naked, remember?” Draco
purred into his ear.
He jerked away as though he’d been
burned, his blush darkening. “I- that was… I just- didn’t want you molesting me
in front of the entire student body!” he exclaimed.
Draco
backed up a bit, laughing. “I know, I know. But I have to say… I really liked
the way it sounded coming from your adorable mouth.” As if to emphasize his
point, he grabbed the back of Harry’s neck and kissed him soundly, effectively
cutting off any protests from the boy.
When they broke apart, Harry
glared at him. “Could you please not do that while I’m naked?” he growled.
Draco
smirked. “But that’s the best time to do it.”
“Not for me…” he grumbled.
“Oh… I think you’ll have plenty of
fun,” Draco said, moving in to kiss him again.
However, Harry managed to duck
away, splashing him in the face as he did. He laughed when he turned and saw Draco fussing with his hair. “That’s what you get for
trying to molest me!”
“You little prat! I wasn’t going to get my hair wet!” Draco whined, making Harry laugh harder, “Now I’m going to
have to wash and dry it all over again!”
“You- are such a… freaking ponce!” Harry exclaimed through his laughter.
Draco
scowled at him, but it quickly turned into a grin. “Damn you…”
“You’re just angry because you
can’t be angry with me,” Harry said, winking at him, “I’m too cute!”
Draco
leaned back against the wall of the tub, smiling at his boyfriend and thinking
about just how adorable he really was. He was rather surprised when the boy
moved to sit next to him, resting his head on his shoulder. He looked fondly
down at the messy raven locks, draping an arm over the slim shoulders.
“We probably shouldn’t stay in
here for very much longer,” Draco said, “It will make
you sick.”
Harry just nodded drowsily,
feeling truly relaxed for the first time in nearly three days.
Draco
chuckled. “I missed you, you know.”
He opened his eyes and looked up
at him. “Really?”
“Yeah… I barely got any sleep
because you were in the infirmary and not with me,” Draco
said, poking him in the side, “Meanwhile, you seemed to be having no trouble
sleeping at all. Sometimes I feel like this is all one-sided on my part…”
“It’s not one-sided! I only slept
because Madame Pomfrey was giving me potions!” Harry
said, desperately trying to fix whatever misunderstanding Draco
had.
The blonde smiled at him. “Well,
you’re just going to have to help me make up for all the missed sleep, aren’t
you?”
“I think I can manage that,” Harry
said, relieved that Draco had only been teasing him.
“Are you feeling any better?” Draco asked.
Harry nodded. “You have no idea
how much that helped. Thank you.”
“You should thank Professor Lupin. He’s the one who suggested it,” Draco
said.
“Oh yeah.
Wait, when did you talk to Remus?” Harry said.
“I didn’t. He sent a note in the
care package from him and Sev,” Draco
replied, “But he wants you to have dinner with him in his quarters.”
Harry practically beamed. “Really? It feels like I haven’t had a chance to spend any
time with him since the beginning of term… I’m glad he doesn’t hate me or
anything.”
“As if he could
ever hate you. I can’t believe you’d even consider that,” Draco said, shaking his head at the boy, “Come on. We
should get out before we overheat.”
“Er… you
get out first,” Harry said, blushing.
“Don’t worry. That was already my
plan,” Draco stated, grinning as he exited the tub,
fully aware of Harry’s gaze following his every move.
Harry could only stare at the
other boy’s body. He’d seen it a few times before, but never like this. He’d
never had a chance to look and truly see the blonde with no
distractions. As he watched him now, his only thought was that it should have
been impossible for any man to be that beautiful. That perfect. Tall, with a
decent breadth of shoulder, firm, toned torso tapering to a slim waist, long,
muscular legs, fantastic arse… Harry was most
amazed by his back, chest, and stomach, though. Perfectly sculpted muscles that
he could watch flex and stretch as Draco moved about
the room. He loved the lines of definition on the blonde’s chest and stomach,
and found himself wanting to trace those lines with his fingers, map out his
chest and back with his hands and mouth…
He blushed brilliantly when those
thoughts crossed his mind, turning his gaze away quickly when Draco pivoted and gave him a full frontal view. However, he
wasn’t fast enough to miss the obvious and impressive erection that had
probably been caused by him. He heard Draco chuckle
and knew he’d been caught.
“Come on, Harry. You need to get
out of there. If you faint, you’ll just go straight back to the infirmary,” Draco said.
Harry was surprised that there was
no sarcastic or suggestive remark about him peeking. However, you should never
look a gift horse in the mouth, right? So he stood and, after instructing his
boyfriend to turn around, pulled his clothes on as quickly as he could. He
didn’t say a word as he followed Draco out of the
bathroom and into ‘their’ room, where Hermione and Ron were waiting for them.
“Did you boys have fun?” Hermione
asked, grinning.
“If you did, could you wait until
I’m out of here to give her any details?” Ron said.
Draco
laughed. “We did not have the kind of fun that you are referring to, you
pervert.”
She smirked. “What’s wrong with
having a healthy amount of sexual curiosity?”
Harry groaned. “I don’t want to
hear anything like that come out of your mouth ever again, ‘Mione…”
“Oh grow up,” she said, laughing.
“Guys, do you think we could go
see Hagrid?” Harry asked, “Or would that be breaking
the ‘take it easy’ rule?”
“I don’t know. Normally when you
go and see Hagrid you end up doing some kind of
manual labor,” Ron said, “Do you think you can resist putting yourself to
work?”
“I’m pretty sure I can handle it,”
Harry replied, smiling.
“Then I suppose I can let it
slide,” Draco said, “Shall we go?”
Their visit with Hagrid was pleasant. He asked Harry if Draco
was making true on his promise and Harry assured him that he was. The
half-giant burst into tears when he found out what happened to Harry at the
Masquerade, and it took them nearly fifteen minutes to calm their friend. They
talked about classes and their plans for the holidays and Hagrid
teased them all mercilessly about how cute they were in their respective groups
and about how nice it was that they could all get along so well. By the end of
the visit, Harry seemed to be revitalized somehow, and in much better spirits. Draco wondered what kind of strange power the large man
had, at the same time vowing to take his boyfriend to the groundskeeper’s house
as often as possible.
By the time they reached the
castle it was time for dinner. Harry told them that he’d see them later and
headed up to have dinner with Remus. Halfway up the
stairs he realized that he had no idea where the man’s quarters were. Sighing,
he headed back down the stairs, making his way to the Great Hall.
“Mr. Potter, where are you
going?”
Harry spun around to see Severus Snape behind him, looking
confused.
“I was under the impression that
you would be dining with Re- Lupin, this evening,”
the man stated.
Harry wondered at his slip of the
tongue but didn’t comment. “I had every intention to do just that until I
realized that I have no idea where his personal quarters are.”
Severus
smirked. “Ah, yes… I suppose we did leave that detail out. Well, I suppose I
could show you the way. It would certainly save me from witnessing whatever
mischief Draco has planned…”
“What does Draco
have planned?” Harry asked as they began walking back towards the second floor.
“I have absolutely no idea.
Whatever it is, though, will certainly be unpleasant for whomever
is on the receiving end,” Severus stated with a
little sadistic smirk.
“Then- maybe I should go to the
Great Hall and try to stop him,” Harry said, turning.
Severus
placed a hand on his shoulder, stopping him. “Nothing any of us say will stop
him once he has his mind set. Besides, I doubt that it is anything truly
malevolent.”
Harry nodded. “You’re right. And Remus would be pretty disappointed if I bailed on him,
right?”
“Indeed he would. He’s been away
on Order business during his free time,” Severus
said, “We’re still trying to gain support of the larger packs of werewolves- or
at the very least persuade them to remain neutral- so Remus
is acting as ambassador. He has been looking forward to seeing you since he
completed his last mission early.”
Harry grinned, looking sideways at
his professor. “I’m glad to see you two are getting along so nicely.”
“What makes you thing we are
getting along at all?” Severus asked,
narrowing his eyes at the boy.
“Well, I’ve never heard you call
him by his given name before. It’s always been Lupin
or ‘wolf’…” Harry replied, feeling just a bit smug. He heard Severus swear under his breath and smiled. “So are you and Remus friends, now? Or perhaps more…?”
Severus
looked down at him, shock written clearly on his face, before he gave a sort of
amused half-smile and shook his head. “We’re here,” he said, knocking on the
stone wall. Although it looked like stone, it sounded like it was made
of wood, and when it suddenly opened and Remus was
standing in front of them, Harry grinned. He vaguely wondered if all of the
professors’ quarters were in hidden rooms.
“Harry! I just realized that you
probably had no idea how to get here! I was sure that Severus
hadn’t told you,” the man said, smiling brightly, “Thank you for showing him, Severus. Would you like to join us? It’s absolutely no
trouble, and it’s the least I can do to repay you for acting as Harry’s
escort.”
Severus
smirked. “I suppose it will be better than dining in the Great Hall,” he said,
following Harry into the room and shutting the door behind him.
The first thing that Harry noticed
was the massive amount of clutter in the living area. There seemed to be books
and papers and notes covering every available surface. He grinned. The second
thing he noticed were the delicious smells coming from the dining area. And
then he noticed that the table was already set for three people.
“Honestly, you’ve been back for a
single day and already your room is buried,” Severus
said, rolling his eyes, “I think it’s gotten worse since just last
night!”
Harry looked sharply over at the
two men. “Last night? You were here last night? Together?
Whatever were you doing?”
Remus
blushed brightly and suddenly became very interested in the floor.
Severus
cleared his throat nervously.
“Is there something you need to
tell me, Remus?” Harry asked, amused by the two men’s
antics.
“Severus
and I have- are… together?” the man said pathetically.
Harry laughed. “Well- and people
thought that Draco and I were
an unlikely couple! I’m happy for you both, though. Can we eat now? I’m
starving and Draco will have my head if he thinks I’m
not eating well enough.”
They looked relieved at his quick
acceptance and nodded, joining him at the table.
“Were you expecting Severus to come along?” Harry asked, digging in to as much
as he could fit on one plate.
Remus
nodded. “We were actually hoping to get the chance to tell you about our
relationship tonight… we didn’t think you’d figure it out first.”
Severus
smirked. “Indeed. The boy is much more perceptive than I gave him credit for.”
“I’d have to be, in order to have
survived this long,” Harry joked.
“So, Severus
tells me that your case is progressing nicely,” Remus
stated, “He also says that your aunt and cousin are going to testify against Vernon?”
Harry nodded, swallowing his food
before speaking. “Yeah, they are. It really surprised me. Especially Dudley…
considering he’s always hated me.”
Remus
smiled sadly. “I doubt even your cousin would wish something like that upon
you.”
Harry laughed. “You’re probably
right.”
“Honestly, I think with the
testimonies of you, your aunt, your cousin, and Poppy… we have a better than
average chance of winning this case. And getting that bastard put away for
life,” Severus said a bit savagely.
Harry grinned. “I have complete
faith in you. There’s not a doubt in my head that we’re going to win.”
Severus
was more than a little surprised at the boy’s trust and conviction. Remus, however, was beaming. His cub’s future was looking
brighter and brighter with each passing day.
Of course none of them knew what
was transpiring just below their feet in the Great Hall at that very moment…
~XIV~
Okay. Just a sweet little fluffy
filler-type chapter before I unload a whole metric shit-ton of conflict and
drama on you! Well, now that I’ve given you fair warning… Please review! Anybody
who guesses what Draco’s theory is- or can even get
close- will get a special treat! Like… a sneak peak? Maybe
a chapter written in their name? Maybe a chapter completely dictated by
them… give the readers a chance to control the story? (Most likely that last
one! For once, YOU can tell ME what to write!) So… get those minds to working!
And don’t forget to review!
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