Soapy Residue | By : quitedemented Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 3872 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. |
All disclaimers and warnings from chapter one still apply,
This Chapter was not beta-ed
BTW if you didn’t notice it in the summary this is a SEQUEL to ‘Bubble Trouble With the Terrible Twosome’ so if you haven’t read that yet go read it or this will be a bit confusing. On with the fic!
Severus, Remus and Sirius returned to their rooms in the dungeons after their talk/check up in the hospital wing. The rooms themselves were quite large, much larger than any other of the staffs rooms. That was for several reasons the first being that there was an abundance of room in the dungeons as the only things located in the dungeons were the potions classroom, Severus’ office , the Slytherin dorms and “Severus’ rooms”, the rest was nothing but empty rooms. The second reason the rooms were so large was that Severus required a private lab that connected to his rooms by his study, another thing most teachers didn’t have. The third and most obvious reason was that they had been expanded in order to accommodate three people instead of just one. Though the size of the rooms prior to Remus and Sirius moving in would have been sufficient for the three of them Severus refused to lose any of his personal space and demanded his rooms be expanded. And since Albus wanted to keep Severus happy, or as happy as he ever is, in order to have him stay on as a professor, as he would be near impossible to replace, Severus’ rooms were doubled in size.
Severus had been pleased with the size as had Remus and Sirius however Remus was not pleased with Severus’ decor and insisted it be changed. Of course Severus venomously refused but Remus being the kind, understanding, level headed man he is told the surly Potions master that he either allowed him to redecorate the rooms or he was moving back to his old rooms and Severus was not invited to visit. Severus thought about it and decided that his rooms could use a bit of sprucing up and agreed to allow Remus to redecorate them as he wished. That is, as long as he adhered to a few rules, one his study was to be left untouched, two there were to be no Gryffindor colors used and three he got to keep his favorite chair.
Remus readily agreed to his terms and the rooms were completely revamped. If you were to have seen the rooms before and then after you wouldn’t have believed they were the same rooms. Before the whole set of rooms resembled Severus’ office they were dark, dreary and held many dark objects and strange things in jars as well as enough books to almost rival the library. Now the rooms were much brighter, Remus had exchanged nearly every piece of furniture, except for the one dark green wing back arm chair, “Severus’ chair”. The old sofas were replaced with new overstuffed cream colored ones with sage green throw pillows and the remaining chair was exchanged for two new light brown leather ones. All the dark wood tables and book cases were removed and in there place were new ones made of oak. Most of the dark objects and all of the things in jars had be removed and replaced with some pieces from Severus less visually offensive collections, a few pieces from Sirius’ muggle weapon collection, various other nic-knacks and many picture frames filled with pictures of old friends both living and deceased, though pictures of James were banished to Remus and Sirius’ joint study. Severus had allowed pictures of Harry to be displayed only because Severus had gained some respect for the boy, who he now knew was nothing like his father, and because he had wanted to display pictures of Draco, so not allowing pictures of Harry would have been rude. Severus’ books had been sorted and ones that were not overly dangerous or rare were placed in the new shelves and those that were rare or dangerous were placed in his study.
Remus had also talked Severus into allowing paintings in the rooms, that is as long as they were all landscapes, Severus detested having nosey portraits in his space. Remus had allowed Severus’ carved side bar and liqueur cabinet to stay as well, only because they were done in a lighter wood then the other old furnishings and the carvings somewhat matched the theme Remus was going for. It also my have had something to do with Sirius’ persistent whining for him keep them so they would have easy access to booze and Severus’ insistence that he would need the alcohol in order to be able to live with Sirius and not kill him within a week. The cold stone floors were now covered in various large area rugs in neutral and green tones that had nature patterns in them. Remus had also uncovered the windows that flanked the fire place. Albus had been kind enough to place Severus’ rooms on the side of the dungeons that over looked a drop off near the lake so one wall along the whole of his rooms was above ground and allowed for windows to be installed. They view was really quite nice after Remus removed the black curtains that blocked out all sunlight and replaced them with shears in cream and curtains and a valances in the same sage as the throw pillows.
The lighting had improved as well, the side tables now held hurricane oil lamps with an intricate woodland scene etched into the glass that resemble the carvings of the side bar, several more wall torches were added as well, they gave the room a much more warm and welcoming feel. After it was finished, though Severus would never admit it aloud, he quite liked how his rooms looked now.
Severus immediately walked over to his chair by the large fireplace and sank down into it wearily, it had be a very long day. Remus smiled at him walked over to him and kissed him on the cheek. “I think I’ll have a shower before heading to bed.” said the sandy haired man standing up, he kissed Sirius on the cheek as well as he passed him on his way toward the bed chamber door and the bathroom beyond. Sirius smiled in return and made his way over to the well stocked liquor cabinet and poured scotch into two glasses he had retrieved from under the bar. The ex-marauder then walked over to the seated man and handed him one of the glasses. Severus took the glass gratefully and took a long sip from the amber colored liquid, he closed his eyes and allowed it to work it’s own brand of magic.
“Not how you expected your day to go hmm Sev?” asked Sirius in amusement from his spot on the sofa closest to Severus. Severus regarded him with an air of annoyance. “Indeed this is far from the way I had planned my day to conclude.” he replied. Sirius chuckled “Well the day’s not over yet Sev, you never know it could get even better!”
Severus scowled at him then looked back to the fire. He heard the shower start running and thought about the man in it. Severus could not deny that he loved the man, he loved him dearly. He let an onyx eye wander back to his dark haired companion and sighed, and yes, he cared deeply for Sirius as well. Even though he still could not stand him at times, they simply knew all too well how to push each others buttons for them not to bicker from time to time. But he loved him anyway though he had never said it out loud he knew, Sirius knew, that he loved him and Remus both. Severus had never been one to voice or act on emotions but he tried, Merlin how he tried to for the two of them and he knew they appreciated his struggle because they knew how hard it was for him. But now, with Remus pregnant with Sirius’ children how long would it take them to realize the Severus simply wasn’t worth the effort of trying to get him open up when they had more important things to worry about then his emotional misgivings and left him to build life of their own without him hanging around like a dark shadow blocking their happiness. Severus pondered this while downed the rest of his drink then stood and made his way to the entrance to their chambers.
“Severus where are you off to?” ask Remus stepping out of the bedroom in his bathrobe toweling his still wet hair. “I must make my rounds.” Severus replied. “Would you like us to wait up for you?” asked the werewolf. “No, it will be quite late by the time I return you needn’t keep yourselves from sleep on my account, it has been a very long day after all.” Remus walked up to him and gently pulled Severus’ head down to give him a soft kiss. “Well try not to take too long I hate sleeping without you.” he said softly after they parted. “I shall try, though I make no promises.” answered the potions master quietly. Sirius snorted “Well it wouldn’t take so long if he didn’t check every last nook and cranny in the castle trying to catch students snogging.”
Severus glared “It’s is my duty as a Professor to discipline any student who is in violation of the school rules, and the last time I checked public fornication was not permitted at Hogwarts, no matter what the randy little brats would like to believe.” sneered the black clad professor. Sirius grinned widely “Best birth control in Scotland, Severus Snape preventing underage sex for twenty years!” cackled the co-DADA Professor. Severus rolled his eyes but excepted the goodnight kiss Sirius gave him. “Night Sev hurry back, tomorrow’s Saturday after all give the kids a break.” said Sirius. Severus snorted and bid his lovers goodnight and headed out to began his rounds.
It was several hours later that a very tired and ill at ease Potions Master made his way back towards the dungeons. Severus had, as usual, stalked every hall of Hogwarts while thinking about his current situation and what it might do to his relationship with his lovers. They had of course said that he was still loved and welcomed in the relationship and was wanted to play a part in the lives of Remus and Sirius’ children as their third father. But was that realistic, he thought not, after all three was a crowd as the saying goes. It was these thoughts that saved a number of students from getting points taken away and being given detentions, Severus had, of course, heard a number of them flee down side corridors when they heard him coming but he simply couldn’t be arsed to chase them. Severus had just reached the dungeons when he nearly ran head first into Blaize Zabini.
“Mr. Zabini when sneaking out after curfew the object is to avoid being caught by keeping silent and to the shadows, not strolling down the middle of the corridor as if you owned the school like Potter does.” sneered the tall professor. “Of course Professor but I have a pass from the Headmaster so that I can bring him my sta..err supply of marijuana for him to inspect for use in potions.” replied the younger Slytherin holding up a small green pouch and slip of parchment. Snape took the parchment and read it, it was indeed a pass signed by the Headmaster complete with the password to his office on the back, this week was ‘Butterbeer Barrels’. The idea for their creation came from some muggle sweet of a similar name. He handed back the slip. “So it seems, and why were you taking it to the Headmaster when you were told to bring it to me?” inquired the Head of Slytherin with a raised eyebrow.
“Because the Headmaster said and I quote ‘ Mr. Zabini I would like you to deliver all of the ‘ingredient’ that you have in your possession that you were to have Professor Snape inspect, to my office as he has been detained for an undetermined amount of time this evening. We can’t have such a potent ‘ingredient’ left unguarded on Professor Snape’s desk now can we?’ end quote.” said the Italian in a voice that mimicked the Headmaster and using air quotes. “I see, and why were you bringing it to him at such a late hour?” “Well I didn’t want anyone to find out my hiding spot so I waited until everyone was asleep, the Headmaster said it would be fine.” said Zabini. “Well Mr. Zabini I am no longer detained as you can see so you may relinquish the ‘ingredient’ to me and I shall lock it in my private stores until morning.” replied the Potions Master holding out his hand for the pouch. Blaize handed it over “What about the Headmaster he’ll be waiting for me?” asked Blaize not sounding very concerned. He really didn’t care if the old man stayed up all night waiting for him or not but it would be rude to let him do so, and if his mother had taught him one thing it was to act courteously toward those in power and unfortunately that meant Dumbledore. “Do not worry I shall fire call him from my office to inform him I have received the ‘ingredient’, good evening Mr. Zabini.” Severus said and nodded a goodbye. “Can I still make use of the pass since I have it?” asked Blaize to his Head of House’s retreating back. Snape gave him a dismissive wave that said he really didn’t care one way or the other and disappeared into the potions classroom. Blaize gave a some what sinister smile and head up the stairs out of the dungeons intent on using the pass to it’s fullest.
Severus secured the pouch in his private storage cupboard and reset the wards so that not even Potter and his little friends could break into it, not that they had in the last few years but he wasn’t taking chances. He then walked to the fireplace and flooed the Headmaster.
“Oh Severus what can I do for you my boy?” asked Albus jovially. Severus closed his eyes in order to get control over his urge to snap at the old man. “I just wished to inform you that I ran into Mr. Zabini on my rounds and he has given me his supply of the potion ingredient so you needn’t wait up for him to deliver it to you any longer.” said Snape in an voice the belied his annoyance. Albus looked startled “Oh well.. You see Severus I only told him to bring it to me because..” But he was interrupted by the Potions Master “Goodnight Headmaster.” said Severus curtly and closed off the connection. Why did he still work for the man again? He sighed, oh well it was too late and he was too tired to think any longer. Severus finished locking up his office and classroom and then made his way towards his rooms.
Albus watched as the head of his Potions Master disappear from the fire and the flames return to their original color. “Blast Severus for intercepting Mr. Zabini. I knew I should have made the boy retrieve his stash immediately, hiding place be damned.” he cursed mentally. Albus stood and began to pace. “What shall I do now I barely have enough of my special lemon drops left to last the weekend.” He stood and tapped his chin and nodded to himself. “There’s only one thing for it. I shall have to contact my supl... hmm hmm my good friend who provides me with all my herbal teas and special candies, yes that’s what I meant.” Albus then walked to his desk and began to pin a letter to his ‘good friend’.
~My Dear Mr. Tripper,
I hope all is well with you. I am doing quite well myself except that I find that my stores of your wares has once again run low. A tragic occurrence wouldn’t you agree. I had hoped that my last order would last me until at least Halloween but alas it is not so. I’m afraid I have no one to blame but myself as I decided to overindulge as a celebration of Harry Potter’s defeat of The Dark Lord Voldemort. I have made a list of what I would like and it is as follows.
5klg box special lemon drops
8 tins ‘herbal’ tea
6 containers of powdered ‘drink sweetener’
3 boxes of your famous brownies
4 boxes of ‘breath freshening’ tablets
I think that should do for now or at least until Christmas. I have instructed Fawkes to remain with you until you have filled my order so that you may use him to deliver it along with my bill. Ah I nearly forgot Professor Trelawney asked me to order her more of her incense from you the next time I contacted you. She would like the usual amount of her preferred scents and I shall cover her costs for now. Thank you in advance.
Sincerely yours,
Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Supreme Mugwump of the International Confederation of Wizards, reinstated Chief Warlock of the Wizengamot and two time recipient Order of Merlin First Class.~
Albus rolled up and sealed the parchment. “There we are. Come Fawkes.” Fawkes gave a thrill then flew over and landed on his keeper’s desk. Albus stroked his head and held out the scroll. “There you are, now Fawkes I would like you to take this to Mr. Tripper and wait there until he gives you the parcel then return to me understand?” he asked the Phoenix. Fawkes gave another thrill snatched the scroll and disappeared in a burst of flame.
*In a small slightly grimy shop located in a obscure little alley just off of Diagon Alley*
“Listen lad I ain’t got this ecstasy rubbish yer askin fer now bugger off!” said the older man that looked like a bad rendition of an old hippie off muggle television, except that instead of a tie dyed shirt he had on tie dyed robes. “But dude my cousin said this was the best place to find stuff like that.” said a man with an American accent that appeared to be about 19 wearing oversize t-shirt with a muggle band called ‘Weezer’ on it, cargo shorts and flip-flops, even though it was late fall. “Well yer cousin was wrong ‘cause like I told ya before I ain’t got nothin called ecstasy here.” said the older man grumpily. “Are ya sure you don’t have it? I mean you got pot on the self over your head man you think you’d have some Ex.” replied the younger man. The old hippie wizard looked up. “Boy those ain’t pots their sacks of marijuana are you blind as well as dumb?!?” snarled the old man.
“No dude pot’s what we call marijuana in the states.” “Oh, well maybe I do have this Ex stuff yer lookin fer after all, what’s it do?” asked the shop owner. Before the young man could reply Fawkes arrived in a burst of flames next to the old man. “Holy shit man! That fucker nearly made me piss my pants!” exclaimed the young man. Sam Tripper, known as Smokey by some, ignored him in favor of opening the letter he knew was from the Headmaster of Hogwarts. Smokey read through the letter and snorted, damn but the man was full of himself signing it like that. Tripper looked over at Fawkes “I’ll get this together fer ya boy won’t take but a minuet.” he said to the phoenix and then went about gathering the items requested.
After Smokey had everything he packed it all in a box he shrank it for the phoenix. After he was done he added up the cost and wrote it, along with a short note to Albus about looking in to getting his ego shrunk, on a slip of parchment and attached it to the box. He then tied up the box with some hemp twine so that Fawkes could carry it more easily and gave it to the phoenix. “There ya go boy be seein ya in a couple of months no doubt.” remarked Tripper. Fawkes gave a thrill then burst into flames once again to deliver the package. Tripper then turned back to the young man in the shop. “Now what does this ecstacy do again?”
Severus walked into his shared chambers with a tired sigh. “All of that thinking and nothing resolved.” he thought irritably. He walked into one of the doors off the main sitting area and into his.. their , he corrected mentally, small kitchen area and poured himself a glass of water. After drinking it he put it in the sink and set it to washing it’s self then headed to the bed chamber.
Snape walked into the semi-dark room, semi-dark because Remus had left one candle burning for him so that he could see to change before getting in bed. This room had not been spared from Remus’ redecorating tangent either, it was now done in shades of blue apposed to the all black of before. The old wardrobe was removed and where it had been located there was now a door that lead to a walk-in closet. Remus had said it would make the room look over crowed to have three wardrobes and dressers not to mention the trunk full of shoes Sirius owned, apparently the animagus had a bit of a shoe fetish and could not enter a clothing store without leaving with at least one pair of new shoes and he never wore the same pair twice in a month. Needless to say there was now a large section of the closet dedicated to shoes.
There was also a small reading area in the corner next to another uncovered window but this one mercifully had been allowed to keep it’s black curtains, as Sirius had complained about not wanting to rise with the sun, but they could be pulled back with a cord if one wished to sit and read. There was a rack that held their bathrobes near the bathroom door it held one light blue robe, Sirius’, one tan robe, Remus’ and Severus’ own Hunter green robe that Remus had gotten him because he wore ‘far too much black’ as Remus had said. There were pictures on the walls in here as well. They were all landscapes because even Remus agreed that being watched in bed by the moving photos, even if they couldn’t really see you or talk back was unnerving. There was a navy blue padded bench at the end of the bed that could be used sit and remove ones shoes, or used to kneel on for more leverage as the case my be.
The bed it’s self was much larger than most as it was meant to hold three grown men comfortably. It was also done in navy blue with white details, the comforter was navy like the hangings but had white stitching in a swirling design. The sheets had been fought about but were now white cotton, Sirius had wanted silk and Remus had wanted flannel, Severus had gotten annoyed with the argument and bought Egyptian cotton just to spite them and they had both liked them much to Severus’ chagrin.
Severus now looked at the bed containing his lovers, Sirius was sprawled over his section of the bed on his stomach with one arm thrown over Remus, who laying peacefully in the middle of the bed on his left hand side facing Severus side of the bed. Severus felt a pain in his chest of posisbliy losing them to each other. “No! I will not let that happen. I shall show them that I am worth keeping around. I shall try harder to show my feeling for them so that they will not doubt me or my intentions in this relationship.” Severus thought firmly.
He grabbed his robe and moved to the closet to change out of his usual black garb he then grabbed a set of black cotton pajamas. Severus looked down at his pajamas and then to his entirely black wardrobe then to Remus wardrobe filled with many different tasteful muted colors such as light blue, sage green and pale yellow then he looked to Sirius wardrobe that seemed to carry every color in the rainbow and then some. Perhaps he did wear too much black maybe he could try a midnight blue or hunter green like his robe, it wouldn’t kill him, well most likely wouldn’t kill him. He put on his robe and turned out the light with a flick of his wand.
Severus walked out of the closet and into the bathroom with his pajamas in hand. After shutting the door and casting a silencing charm so as not to wake the two me in the bedroom he started the shower and stepped in. He washed he body and hair thoroughly even though most of his students didn’t think he ever did. He stepped out on the shower and cast a drying charm on himself then walked to his sink to brush his teeth. Severus looked at his refection in th mirror he wasn’t bad looking especially for his age in fact his body looked damn good for a man on the verge of forty even by wizards’ standards. The only real draw back was his nose, it was too large, too hooked and slightly crooked, he could have it fixed of course but what was the point. He didn’t fix his nose for the same reason he didn’t cast the charm on his currently silky hair to keep it from going greasy and lank the minuet he set foot in his lab while a potion was brewing, he didn’t want to seem vain. After all as the muggle Ben Franklin said ‘Pride that dines on vanity, sups on contempt’ and Merlin knows he had enough contempt in his life.
Severus finish his evening absolutions and headed into the bedroom only to greeted by a groggy voice. “Severus is that you?” asked a sleepy Remus. “Yes. I apologize, I did not mean to wake you.” he replied quietly. Remus yawned then looked at the muggle clock on the wall, it was easier then fumbling for his wand and casting tempus. “Good gods Severus it’s nearly 3 a.m. what took you so long?” “I was detained when returning and had to store something then floo the headmaster.” Severus said. “Well it’s a good thing there are no classes in the morning now come to bed it’s been a long day.” Remus said lifting the comforter. Severus climbed in and allowed Remus to get comfortable against his chest. “Goodnight Sev.” Remus said quietly kissing him lightly. “Goodnight love.” Severus replied. Remus smiled at him then chuckled as Sirius flipped over and cuddled into his back behind him mumbling “Night Sev Remy luv ya both” before snoring loudly and falling back into a deep sleep. “Love you too Siri and I love you as well Severus.” said Remus. “And I you.” said Severus it was the closest he ever got to saying the words he knew his lovers wanted to hear. “Maybe tomorrow I shall say it to them.” He thought before drifting off to sleep.
Morning came much earlier than Draco would have liked. He lay there for a minute thinking how much he really did not want to get up then decided that ten more minutes of sleep were required. As he began to roll over he realized that he was unable to as his arm was currently under something, correction someone. Draco’s eyes shot open and he looked to his left where he encountered the peacefully sleeping face of Harry Potter. Draco couldn’t breath for a moment, it had been real Harry was really his boyfriend, he had actually made love to Harry last night, not only that but Harry had said he loved him! Draco’s mouth broke in to the biggest, goofiest smile he had ever smiled and a minute later when he realized it he was very thankful that it just Harry and him in the room.
After getting his smile and breathing under control Draco took the time to look at Harry up close and unrestrained for the first time. Harry was beautiful, that was really the only word for him. He had such smooth soft skin that was lightly tanned, his unruly hair was made even more so by sleep and last night’s activities. His face was heart shaped and still quite young looking and would probably remain so for years. His eyes were closed but Draco couldn’t help but notice Harry’s long dark eyelashes that would make any woman jealous. Harry’s nose was small and had the slightest upturn to it and his lips were full but not overly so as to make him look to girly. Draco remembered what it had felt like to kiss those lips yesterday, how soft they had been, and he couldn’t help but do so again now.
Harry who had been sleeping peacefully using Draco’s left arm as a pillow stirred at the first light touch of Draco’s lips to his. Harry who was sure he was having yet another dream about the Slytherin Sex God, surrendered to the kiss happily. Harry moaned lightly as Draco’s tongue made it’s way into his mouth but then his eyes snapped open when he heard an answering moan. Draco pulled back from the kiss when he felt Harry stiffen under him, that is stiffen in the not so good way.
Harry’s eyes whipped all around the room then landed back on the slightly anxious face of the boy from his dreams, who was looking and feeling quite real just now. “I-it wasn’t a dream?” Harry asked in amazement. Draco gave a small laugh then kissed Harry lightly on the lips. “That was my reaction as well when I woke up. But no I am happy to say it was not a dream. How are you feeling this morning?” replied the blonde with a raised brow. Harry gave a him a small smile. “I’m happy it wasn’t a dream as well...and I’m ok maybe a little sore though.” Harry said with a blush. Draco cupped his face with one hand and ran the pad of his thumb along Harry’s cheek bone. “That’s to be expected at first it will get easier with time. That is if you wish to continue this.” he said hesitantly. Harry leaned in and kissed Draco softly. When they pulled apart Harry had a soft smile on his lips. “Nothing would make me happier, but I think I need awhile before we do anything like last night again I am really rather sore.” Harry said blushing again at the admission. Draco frowned, he was not happy that Harry was in pain because of him. “Wait here love I have a mild pain potion in my bathroom that may help.” with that Draco got out of bed and made his way through a door Harry hadn’t noticed last night, completely unmindful of his nakedness. As Harry admired Draco naked backside it suddenly made him aware of his own state of undress.
When Draco returned from the bathroom, now wearing his dark blue dressing robe, it was to a very red faced Harry clutching the sheets up to his chest. Draco couldn’t help it he laughed. Harry was not at all pleased with Draco’s reaction and glared at the blonde, though it wasn’t very effective as his face color was now brighter than Ron’s hair. “Harry, love it’s a bit late to be modest I’ve already seen everything.” Draco chuckled. As it was impossible to blush any deeper Harry dove under the sheets to hide his embarrassment. Harry knew it was ridiculous to hide himself from the blonde, because as Draco had said he had already seen everything, but it was embarrassing damn it and Draco had no right to laugh at his discomfort.
As Harry lay there pouting he felt the bed dip. “Love please come out I’m sorry. I know I shouldn’t have laughed at you but I just forgot this is all new for you.” Draco said quietly, but Harry still didn’t seem inclined to show himself. “Please Harry don’t hide from me. I’ve got the potion for you and I promise not to laugh at you again just please let me look at you.” It went against everything he had ever been taught to plead with Harry to come out but Draco simply could not stand the idea of Harry being upset with him.
Harry took note of the pleading tone in Draco’s voice and peeked his head out from under the sheets just enough to let his eyes show. “You really promise not to laugh at me again?” Harry asked in a slightly suspicious and muffled voice. Draco smiled happy to be able to see even just a little bit of Harry again. “Yes I promise, now here’s that potion I told you about it should take care of most of your soreness.” replied the Slytherin. Harry half way set up, making sure not to expose more than shoulders, and took the potion from the blonde. Harry eyed the small vial and thought that, that was really an appropriate name for the containers used to hold Professor Snape’s concoctions as most of them were definitely vile. Harry shrugged pulled the stopper and downed it in one go. “Ugh! It tastes like moldy old trainers.” the raven haired boy said scrunching up his face in distaste.
Draco realized his mistake and quickly rectified it. “Dobby!” The elf popped into the room immediately. “Yes master Draco sir is there anything Dobby can be doing for you?” asked the elf in his squeaky voice. “Bring me a glass of pumpkin juice now.” said Draco quickly. Dobby popped out and then back with the juice in a matter of seconds. “Here you is master Draco sir is there anything else you is being needing?” asked the little elf. Draco ignored him and handed the glass to Harry who snatched it and drank half it in three gulps. “Ahh that’s better thank you Dobby.” said Harry. The elf’s eyes widened, quite the feat considering there size originally. “Mister Harry Potter sir what is you doing in master Draco’s bed?” squeaked Dobby. Harry’s blush returned with a vengeance. “Uh..Um well you see...Err that is we um...Draco?” Harry stuttered looking to Draco for help.
The blonde turned to the elf “It is quite simple Doddy Harry is my boyfriend and I asked him to stay the night with me. I trust that this conversation with go no further.” Draco said in a voice eerily similar to his father’s when he was annoyed. Dobby nodded fervently “Oh yes master Draco Dobby is telling no one.” then the house elf smiled widely. “Master Draco and Harry Potter is being in love Dobby is so happy for them, Dobby wishes them nothing but happiness!” Squeaked Dobby happily while hopping up and down and clapping his hands. Draco just shook his head and laughed at the easily excited elf.
The Slytherin held up his hand to stop the bouncing elf “That’s great Dobby but there are also some other things I wish for you to do for me.” “Oh yes master Draco anything you is wanting Dobby is doing for you sir.” declared the elf. “Good. First I would like you to bring Harry and I some breakfast, then I would like you to go to Gryffindor tower and retrieve some fresh clothes for Harry.” stated Draco. “Dobby is being happy to get those things for you sirs, what is you being wanting for breakfast?” asked Dobby. “Anything’s fine with me Dobby thank you.” replied Harry. “Nonsense Harry. Dobby bring some of Harry’s favorites and place them on the coffee table..” Draco said “And don’t get carried away there’s only the two of us after all. You may retrieve Harry’s clothes after you have delivered our breakfast.” declared the Malfoy heir. “Dobby is getting your breakfast right away sirs.” with that the small elf popped out.
“Draco you could at least thank him.” Harry reprimanded. Draco looked aghast “Harry I have not thanked that elf since I was five, if I were to do so now I think he may just have a coronary and I simply do not wish to suffer from the guilt it would cause me.” Draco said haughtily. Harry smacked him then had a thought. “Draco, what will I wear until Dobby brings me my clothes?” Harry asked. “You can borrow one of my spare dressing robes and a pair of my sleep pants.” Draco replied easily.
The blonde went to one of his wardrobes and opened the doors. Harry gaped, the wardrobes had obviously been magically expanded because instead of only holding about three weeks worth of clothing, as most wardrobes did, Draco seemed to have half of Madam Malkin’s inside and he would be willing to bet the other half was in the second wardrobe. Draco opened one of the drawers and pulled out two pairs of black silk sleep pants then he grabbed a dark green dressing robe off of a hook on the inside of the left door, it also appeared to be silk. Draco handed Harry the robe and one of the pairs of sleep pants then he slipped on the other pair under his robe.
Harry looked at the items in his hands then to Draco “Is everything you own silk?” he asked. “Of course not! I would never limit myself to one fabric. I have cottons, linens and wool as well, I just prefer to sleep in silk. Is that a crime?” Draco asked a bit irritably. Harry chuckled “No I was just wondering. Um these are going to be a bit large on me.” the raven hair boy said looking down at the clothes. “Just put them on and I’ll shrink them to fit you.” replied the blonde. Harry slipped the pants on then pulled the dressing gown over his shoulders. Draco grabbed his wand off one of the bedside tables and cast the charm on the clothes which shrunk to the perfect size. After Harry tied up the robe Draco lead him over to the couch pulled him down next to him on it.
Harry’s eyes widened as he saw all the food Dobby had brought them. “Well so much for him not over doing it.” the Gryffindor said. Draco snorted “Actually this isn’t bad he used to bring this much when I asked for a snack when I was a child.” Draco said. After finishing about half the food which had consisted of plates full of eggs, bacon, kippers, blueberry pancakes, fried tomatoes, toast and fresh fruit, Draco told Harry that he could have the first shower while he gathered his own clothes. Harry agreed and headed to the bathroom. After a quick shower Harry cast a drying spell on himself and put Draco’s shrunken robe back on and stepped back into the main room.
Draco looked up “Merlin are you done already how on earth did finish so quickly, the fastest I’ve ever showered was half an hour and I didn’t even get to condition properly?” asked the blonde in disbelief. Harry blushed then put his shoulders back “Maybe I don’t take long because I don’t fuss with my hair like you do, all I care is that I’m clean and fifteen minutes is more than enough time for that.” Harry defended crossing his arms over his chest. “I didn’t mean anything by it love.” Draco said quietly. He walked over and circled his arms around the smaller boys waist. “I was just surprised you took so little time, I thought maybe you rushed so that I could get in the bathroom faster, if that’s all the time you need that’s fine....But do you really not condition?!?” the taller teen asked aghast. “What’s the big deal it’s not like it would help with the way my hair is!” said Harry indignantly from somewhere in the region of Draco’s collar bone. Draco chuckled “You’d be surprised what the right products can do for your hair I’ll have to show you some time.” Draco said suggestively. Harry blushed and smacked Draco in the chest. “Ow who knew the Gryffindor Golden Boy was so violent!” said the blonde playfully then bent his head and gave Harry a quick kiss before heading into the bathroom for his own shower.
Draco had been in the shower for about ten minutes when Dobby finally popped in with harry’s clothes. “Dobby is so sorry for taking so long to get Harry Potter’s clothes but other Gryffindors would not let Dobby get clothes. They was all asking Dobby where Harry Potter is being but Dobby isn’t telling them, Dobby is telling them it is Harry Potter’s business and to be asking him when they sees him.” declared the little elf holding out the items for Harry. “Well thank you for not telling them Dobby, though I’m sure they figured it out anyway.” Harry said taking the offered clothes. “You is most welcome mister Harry Potter sir if you is needing anything else just ask Dobby and he will get it for you.” stated the elf just before popping out.
Harry quickly got dressed and went to Draco’s mirror to see how he looked. He thought he looked alright it wasn’t as if he was wearing anything special just some faded blue jeans, these were faded because he bought them that way not because they had been worn until they were almost rags, and these fit properly unlike what he had been forced to wear at the Durselys. He quite liked the t-shirt Dobby had grabbed, he had gotten it on a shopping trip to muggle London with Sirius right before school had started. It was black with a dragon done in dark purple and blue on the front, it was a little tight but Sirius said it looked better that way so Harry had bought it he was quite happy he had now. Harry ruffled his hair and tried to smooth it down then as always decided it was a lost cause and went to Draco’s book selves to see what they held while waiting for the blonde to finish his shower.
Harry scanned the selves, he looked at a few dragon figurines scatted about the selves they were all very delicate and expensive looking. He looked at photos Draco had mixed amongst the books and figurines, there were photos of him with his father and mother in various places around the globe and many pictures of him with Pansy and Blaize at and away from Hogwarts. Harry then scanned the titles of the books there were several on potions, dark arts and surprisingly magical creatures. There were also many muggle books most appeared to be mysteries and thrillers, there were also several poetry books and what looked like the complete works of William Shakespear. Harry also saw a book of poems by Edgar Allen Poe which he grabbed and settled down on one of the couches to read.
It’s was forty five minutes later that a fully dressed and groomed Draco Malfoy exited the bathroom. Draco walked to his mirror and turned from side to side looking at his refection and adjusting his robes. “Um Draco why are you wearing robes it’s Saturday.” asked Harry puzzled. “Actually it’s the second Saturday of the month which means that I have to help oversee the bimonthly perfects meeting with Granger at 10:00. One of the many unpleasant duties of being the Head Boy.” Draco sighed. “Oh..um I guess I should head to Gyrffindor tower then.” Harry said getting up. Draco turned quickly “You don’t have to leave, I mean not if you don’t want to you’re welcome to stay here the meeting only lasts about two hours then we can go to Hogsmeade and have lunch if you like?” Draco asked hopefully. Harry smiled brightly and walked over to Draco to kiss him lightly. “I’d like that.” he said softly. Draco pulled Harry to his chest and bent down to kiss him again. “I’m glad. Well I’d better be going if I’m late I’ll have in endure a twenty minute lecture from Granger about punctuality and setting examples for the younger perfects.” the Slytherin said rolling his eyes. Harry laughed “Ok, well I’ll be waiting here until you get back then.” “See you in a couple of hours love.” Draco said kissing Harry on the forehead then walking out the portrait hole the to corridor and toward the meeting.
Harry set back down with his book for another thirty minutes or so before setting it aside and looking around the room. Harry got up and put his book back where he had gotten it then went to look at the other set of shelves, these had books and pictures on them as well but there were also hundreds CD’s. Draco seemed to have CD’s from just about every country and genre. Harry ran his finger along the cases until he found one he liked, it was Inquisition Symphony by Apocalyptica. Harry took the CD over to the painting above the Fire place and waved his wand to move the painting aside to reveal the stereo. After messing with it for awhile Harry finally got it to accept and play the CD and soon the sounds of ‘Harageddon’ began to play.
Harry walked around the room looking at things while listening to the music he noticed a painting of a man done in the muggle style, silent and unmoving, the man was draped across a bed asleep with only a white sheet covering his private areas, it was very well done. Harry looked to see who had painted it, the name wasn’t one Harry recognized but he liked the painting none the less. Harry continuded to look around the room for awhile longer Draco seemed to have several muggle style paintings he hadn’t noticed last night. As Harry was looking around he noticed a piece of paper sticking out of one of the bedside tables. The Gryffindor opened the drawer in order to push the paper back into the drawer but as he was about to close it he noticed the pad it was attached to. Harry flipped open the pad to see what it contained and gasped in shock.
AN: dun dun dun! Oh no a cliffhanger! What’s in the pad?!? You’ll just have to wait to find out I guess *grins evilly*. Whew that took a long time to write I kept getting writers block on the last half of the chapter. I know everything I want to happen and I know how I want the story to end eventually but I’m having trouble connecting the dots to get there. Plus the fact I had to describe the rooms and stuff and that takes time, and yes I know I don’t have to but I hate stories that just say they walked into Snape’s rooms and leave it up to you to imagine the rooms yourself. I want details! So you get then too. I know what I want to happen in the next chapter so hopefully it won’t take so long to get posted. That is if I don’t get bit by another plot bunny one got me during this chapter and I had to detour for a day to type half of a one-shot that I’ll be finishing soon to post for you all. Please stay with me as I’ve said in my author’s section I will leave no story unfinished it may take a long time to bust this bad boy out but I will make it happen!
Hugs,
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