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Going On	By : Relevant_Peach Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Snape Views: 6816 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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As he heard Draco gasp, the child looked up and his face full of misery. “I’m sorry” he wailed.

The room was filled with pointy shards of glass. Every window and the enormous mirror over the fireplace had shattered, sending their pieces in projectiles across the room. Harry lay prone, his body covering Scorpius’. The back of his robes were soaked with blood. Scorpius was clinging to Harry in terror. A tiny cut grazed the baby’s forehead, in rather the same place where Harry’s lightning bolt scar lay. With a cry of alarm, Draco launched across the room to check Harry and Scorpius. The baby seemed unharmed, other than the cut, even if he were desperately upset. Harry still wasn’t moving. Draco checked for a pulse. He was alive, but Draco could see how weak he was, likely from blood loss.

Draco ran to the potions cabinet for a blood replenishing draught, only to stop short when he realized that potions didn’t work without magic. Fuck. This was bad. Pulling out his mobile, Draco dialled 999. As he gave Harry’s address, he realized that the Fidelius spell would prevent the emergency workers from finding his house. Fuck again.

I need help Draco realized. Raising his wand and casting his Patronus, Draco sent a message to the person who had the coolest head under pressure. “Weasley, I need you. It’s an emergency. Come to Grimmauld. Right away.”

Returning to Harry, he removed his robes, only to find that there were enormous gashes spread out on his back. He’d clearly thrown himself in the path of the flying glass, likely to protect Scorpius. The wounds were still bleeding, and Draco felt again for a pulse. It was weak, but still present. “Teddy” he said calmly, tamping down his inner turmoil. “I need you to help me with something for Uncle Harry. Go into his bedroom and get me a pair of track pants and a tshirt. The first ones you find”

“I’m sorry” the boy sobbed, still crouching on the floor.

“It’s okay, Teddy. We’re going to make Uncle Harry better, but I need you to help me, okay? It’s really important” All Draco needed was for the ambulance men to wonder why they were all wearing robes. Draco flung his off, grateful that he had a muggle suit underneath. When the shaking boy returned, Draco gently dressed Harry in the track bottoms, but hesitated at the shirt. There was no way he wouldn’t make things worse by trying to put a shirt on him, so he left him shirtless. The sound of the floo had him exhaling in relief. “Up here!” he shouted. Ron thundered up the stairs, flying around the corner.

“What in the fuck-“

“I don’t know, I just got here. Accidental magic, I think” Draco said. I need help with the kids while I get Harry outside for the ambulance. Can you just…take them somewhere?”

“Come on babies, let’s go visit Auntie 'Mione” Ron said in a calm voice, and Teddy clung to him like a limpet.

“Uncle Ron, I hurt Uncle Harry” he sobbed.

“It’s okay, kiddo. Uncle Draco is going to take good care of him” Ron scooped up Scorpius, who shrieked at being separated from Draco and Harry. Ignoring the child’s screams, he pulled Teddy along behind him with ruthless cheerfulness, and Draco heard the floo go a minute later.

He picked Harry up, bridal style, and carried him down the stairs and out the front door. At the hospital, Draco learned that it was both not as bad as he feared, and worse than he hoped. Harry’s wounds were stitched, the black thread marring his naked back as tiny knots littered the surface. He’d been given a stranger’s blood. Weird Muggle healing, Draco shuddered. The Doctor who sewed him up wanted to know what happened, and Draco invented a story of a fall, a window. The Doctor looked tired. After all, it was now past three in the morning, and he’d been stitching Harry for hours. “I just need something to put in the report” he sighed.

“And you have something” Draco murmured, his eyes never leaving Harry’s back. He hadn’t woken yet, the shock and the medication they’ve given him mercifully keeping him under.

“You and I both know that this man wasn’t anywhere near a window” the Doctor tried.

“Obliviate” Draco whispered, the moment that the Doctor was finished. He accioed Harry’s file, and picked him up again, casting a Disillusionment charm that won’t work on Harry, not exactly, but will keep others from looking too closely at the tall blonde man carrying the slight dark haired one.

Then, they were back at the Manor, Astoria exclaiming in alarm at the early morning awakening, the house elves twittering in alarm at the prone man that Draco had placed on a sofa. Harry’s eyes drifted open, and the moment awareness dawned on him struggled to sit up. “Scorpius? Teddy? Oh Merlin!”

“Hush. They’re fine, both of them. They’re with Ron and Hermione” Draco soothed, gently pushing Harry back into a recline.

“Draco, my god, I’m so sorry. I can’t tell you how sorry I am. I would never let Scorpius be hurt. He must have been so frightened” Harry’s eyes were dark with anguish.

Astoria had summoned tea, and she kneeled beside Harry, holding the cup up to his lips. “Will I have an explanation now?” she asked mildly, smoothing Harry’s hair back, his trademark scar appearing, still livid after all these years.

“I was putting the boys to bed. Teddy was being a bit naughty. He was overtired, and didn’t want to have his shower. I could tell that he was getting frustrated, and I should have been more patient, but Scorpius was tired too, and I was just trying to get them both to sleep. When I insisted on his shower, Teddy’s accidental magic broke every piece of glass in the room, and it flew at us. Scorp was playing on the floor, and I couldn’t do a shield charm, so I just threw myself on top of him. Oh God, Astoria, your baby. I’m so sorry.”

“Was Scorpius hurt?” Astoria asked Draco, her tone still mild.

“Not a bit” he assured her. “A tiny little scrape on his forehead. Ron took him and Teddy to his and Hermione’s. I’m sure they’re both tucked up now. He sent me a text after we got to the hospital. The boys are both fine.”

“That’s good” she said, “but Harry, I’m so sorry that you were hurt”

“M’fine” he whispered. “Oh god, how could you both be so kind to me? You should be shouting at me right now. I will never forgive myself. If anything had happened to those kids, I-“ Harry scrubbed his face with his hand, pushing his hair out of his eyes.

“Harry” Draco said gently. “Now isn’t the time to worry about that. Let’s get you upstairs, and you can rest. When you’re feeling better, we’ll talk more, okay?”

“Of course” Harry looked absolutely miserable, and Draco thought, just for a moment, that he looked like a frightened child awaiting punishment.

After getting Harry settled, Draco returned back downstairs to find Astoria sitting by the fire, her face hard. “This can’t go on, Draco”

“I know”

“I mean it. I know he’s your best friend, and I think the world of him too, but this is our son. He won’t be allowed to be with Scorpius again, not like this.”

“I know, Tori, I’ll fix it”

The next morning, the wards chimed, and Draco sat up in bed, alarmed. It had been years since Death Eaters had been a threat, but the pounding of his heart didn’t seem to realize that. He sprang from bed and made his way downstairs, catching a glimpse of black hair as it crossed in front of a window.

He raced outside. “Harry, what the fuck? You’re not ready to be out of bed yet”

“I…I have to go, Draco”

“Where? To Grimmauld? It won’t let you in without Teddy or someone.”

“Not Grimmauld. I don’t know where. I just…I can’t stand by and let this happen. I hurt two of the people I love most in the world, Draco. I hurt innocent children. I have to go before I hurt them more”

“You’re leaving?” Draco stood, hands on hips, incredulous. “You weren’t even going to tell anyone?”

“Draco, I…I just-“

“Fuck you, Potter. You weren’t going to say anything to me? Nice fucking friend you’ve turned out to be”

“I’m doing this because I’m your friend!” Harry roared. “Draco, it’s Scorpius! And I couldn’t protect him. I’m a danger here now, and you and the others have done enough taking care of me. I was stupid to think I could stay in this world.”

“I never thought you’d be a coward” Draco’s conscience gave a little twinge at the look on Harry’s face. He’d always worn his emotions outwardly, and Draco could see the moment that Harry’s heart broke a little.

“Well” he said awkwardly, with a funny little wave of his hands as if to say ‘now you know’.

“Harry, you’re acting without thinking. You’re hurting, and frightened, and you’re just reacting right now. Stop. Stop for a moment and think about Teddy”

Harry’s face crumpled. “I am thinking of Teddy” he muttered. “He needs a proper parent, one who would be able to deal with a bit of accidental magic.”

“Well, what he has is you. Are you really going to leave a little boy who just lost his Grandmother? You’ll break that child, if you leave now. He’ll think that everyone leaves him. He’ll never trust again”

Tears appeared in Harry’s eyes, and he swiped them away in frustration. “What the fuck am I going to do, Draco?”

“You’re going to trust me, Harry. I’m going to help you get your magic back”

“No. Honestly, Draco, please” Harry suddenly looked frantic. “Have I ever lied to you or mislead you in any way?” When Draco shook his head, confused, Harry continued. “I have a really, really good reason for not wanting you to pursue this. I promise you, trying to get my magic back will make things worse. Please, Draco, if I mean anything to you, leave this alone”

“Very well. I think you’re being ridiculous, Harry, but if you insist, I won’t try to pursue returning your magic to you”

“Thank you. It’s gone, anyway, there’s no returning it”

Draco gave him a bit of a strange look. Harry’s words were final, utterly convinced. Draco had never known Harry to be that certain of anything. There was a mystery there, he knew, but Harry was stubborn enough that Draco was well aware he couldn’t pursue it.

“The fact remains, though, that you and Teddy can’t stay on your own.”

“I know. I can’t be trusted to keep him safe”

Draco groaned. “Honestly, Potter, you’re an imbecile sometimes. It’s nothing to do with trust.” He sneered. “Sodding Gryffindors, you always make it personal.”

Harry gave him a little half smile. “Well, personally, I’m freezing my bollocks off. Maybe we could continue this discussion inside?”

“Yes, and perhaps not at half five in the morning”

Draco went one step further than delaying the discussion. He summoned the Weasley-Grangers for a council of war. Once they were settled in the drawing room with tea, and the children were all ensconced in a playroom not too far away with Scorpius’ favourite house elf, he regarded them all. “It’s clear that we’ve had a bit of a near-miss. Although Harry was badly hurt, this situation could have been much worse” Harry hung his head in disgust with himself. “Stop flagellating, Potter, this is a productive discussion. You can put your hair shirt on later”

“How do you know what a hair shirt is?” Harry grumbled, but some of his colour had returned, and he was showing a bit of his old spirit again.

“At any rate, it’s become clear that Teddy and Harry won’t be able to live on their own as they are. It’s too risky, and frankly, it’s become too inconvenient for Harry. Not that your coping strategies haven’t been brill, Harry, it’s just exhausting watching you work so hard”

“I’ve been thinking of some options” Hermione said eagerly. “None of them are perfect, but I think we need to consider them all”

“Harry and Teddy could live at Hogwarts” Ron suggested. “Old Filch did just fine living in a magical castle”

“The board of directors won’t allow it, I checked” Draco said. “Despite what Harry did for the world, there’s really nothing to tie him to Hogwarts any longer, and since Harry won’t consider the Muggle Studies professorship, the board won’t allow them to stay”

“He’s welcome to stay with us” Hermione said.

“It’s an option” Draco allowed “but it doesn’t really change the fact that Harry would be on his own there for much of the day, and he’d run into the same sorts of problems he did at Grimmauld. Magical houses just aren’t set up to support those who don’t have magic. I’d offer for him to move in here as there are always people around, but-”

“But Lucius and I would kill each other before the first week was out” Harry grinned, unrepentant. He and Lucius had come to an uneasy politeness, for the sake of Draco and Narcissa, but they would never be friendly. Their politics remained worlds apart.

“Could we hire a house elf?” Harry wondered. “Kreacher could do all sorts of magic that I couldn’t. Maybe if I had a companion, he or she could assist me and keep me safe.”

“I looked into that” Hermione said. “I’m afraid that elf magic is tied to the wizard the elf is bonded to. Even if one of us hired the elf, they wouldn’t be able to take orders from you. That’s why freeing them all has proven to be so bloody difficult.”

“We’ll have to hire you a human companion.” Draco said. “Someone who is magical themselves, and who can help you with the sorts of things you aren’t able to manage”

“I hate that idea” Harry whispered. “I hate the idea of being an invalid.”

“Stop that” Ron ordered. “Do you consider Hannah Abbot an invalid?” Hannah had gotten cursed in the final battle, and had no feeling below her neck. She did have a caregiver to assist her with some things, but was a vibrant, sunny woman who didn’t let her disability stop her for a moment. Ron continued “If your legs stopped working, and we hired a caregiver to help you get around, you wouldn’t feel that way. This is the exact same thing”

Harry shrugged his agreement with the statement. “Fine, you’re right. We’d have to be very careful about who we hire. I just…I can’t bear to have my every humiliation broadcast to the Prophet. They’ll need an unbreakable vow, and it absolutely couldn’t be anyone who shows the slightest breath of sycophancy.”

“Of course, Harry. In the short-term, you and Teddy can stay here at the Manor, and then, when we obtain a suitable companion, we’ll move you into your own place.”

“Not Grimmauld”

“Obviously”
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