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Hidden Truths	By : SpeedyTomato Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 79878 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 13
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Chapter 23

As the day started normally with only the standard going on as half of them readied themselves for work, Lucius found himself more uptight than usual. The reason for it was the full moon was that night. Though they were as prepared as they could manage for protecting him, it was just the unknown and the known of understanding what could come if he was accidentally infected. While he tended to the normal, going about matters how they had since the bonding happened, his mind kept creeping back to that fact. He was sure he would make himself mental before the day was out over the looming nightfall as well. However, he put on a stoic front and pressed on just as he had been, chin up, lip stiffened.
After those in the house who had to work left, Lucius jumped in about a missive he received from Charlie. “When it comes to the fall term and teaching, we may have a couple spanners tossed in and will have to work on dealing with something more complex.”
“It’s already plenty bad,” Sirius sighed, grumbling slightly. Then he asked, “How much worse did it get?”
“Enough,” Lucius groused. “When the matter of schooling came up, I told everyone Draco was going into business. Narcissa and I knew he wanted to become a Healer, but chose the other route. Now he’s changed his mind. The note from Charlie said he wants to become an Animal Healer.”
“And that’s going to complicate this plenty,” Remus sighed, blowing out a breath.
“Oh, indeed,” Lucius agreed with a nod. “Most of the classes aren’t an issue as Harry will be taking the same ones. However, two are problematic. We might, maybe, manage with Potions as Harry needs the same class for his career path. The issue comes with Care and Herbology.”
“We have no way of taking on Care,” Bill told him with a shake of his head. “Herbology—it’s a maybe. Theory there might get him through the NEWTS for it. Potions will still end up a right bitch as both need practical for it.”
“This I know,” Lucius nodded, looking a tad sour though liking the idea of his son going into such a well respected career.
“Why did he change his mind?” Narcissa asked, curious. Like Lucius, she adored the idea, but wanted to understand the reasoning as she knew her son had chosen his path and was firm on it despite the want for the career of Healer.
“The dragons is my understanding,” Lucius told him with a little smile. “He’s fascinated.”
“Another one,” Bill laughed, shaking his head. Before anyone could ask, he explained, “Once that particular fascination starts, it never lets go. Charlie is the same way. We were sure he’d never end up with a partner because of it. While not as obsessed as Hagrid, he is just—let’s say there is nothing or no one which could get him to give them up. From what I’ve heard over the years, most who work with him are the same way.”
“Draco is rather intrigued,” Lucius admitted, smirking a little. Then he pressed on and said, “Charlie is finding out the exact requirements and thinks, maybe, he might have a way around Care. If Draco does go down this path, with him being on the reserve all day with Charlie, they might manage to fulfill the requirement that way and have him end up with a better education in the area he wants to specialize in. If they can work it, it frees us from even attempting it.”
“If they can, it’ll free that up, though Potions and Herbology will end up a massive problem,” Sirius said, looking around.
“Maybe we can work something out with Severus,” Narcissa suggested. “For Potions anyway. Not sure about Herbology, though we might manage with the barest of bones and a small greenhouse.”
“If Snape takes over, I’m dropping it,” Harry said softly, chiming in for the first time. Before anyone could ask, though he was sure Bill understood, “Look, in class with him is bad enough when it comes to me. With all we’re dealing with, him taking on teaching me again is going to cause all out war among all of us. Everyone will end up dragged into it. We’re all doing good with working together and such, but I doubt even the no poke spell will help this.”
“More we didn’t ponder,” Remus admitted softly. “Harry is right. Severus hates teaching. It’s obvious to all. Asking him to take this on might end up a huge disaster. Sirius, Bill and I took the advanced Potions classes. We might manage to teach the barest bones of practical if we know what are on the NEWTS nowadays.”
“I might manage with them and what they need,” Bill told everyone with a soft groan. “Theory we can all tackle. The practical—let’s see what you can manage with Severus or if he can explain what needs taught. I’m sure he can give us what we need for the requirements. Between all of us, we can rotate and take on what we were better at.”
“Before we tie ourselves up in knots, let’s see what Charlie finds out. He mentioned something about an internship. It’s something he needs to look into,” Lucius told everyone, looking around. “We’ll go from there as we’re not sure how we’re going to pull some of this off because of the tethers.”
“More we didn’t think about,” Narcissa admitted with a soft sigh.
“Until we find out what is coming from it, let’s table the discussion,” Lucius said, looking around. “It’s a matter we need to come up with a solution for, even in the case of Harry, but it’s not the most pressing situation. Give it a week for Charlie to find out what he can manage then we’ll bring it up again.”
“Now, what are we tackling today?” Lucius then asked, looking around. “Well, besides the standard,” he added with a soft snort.
“Several trees worth of more mind melting paperwork,” Sirius groaned, head going back and eyes sliding shut.
“I believe that’s about the standard now,” Remus chuckled, a small smile on his face. If they didn’t have anything more complex crop up, he thought he would do fine and could take some naps, which would help with what was coming that night.

“Okay, Severus, what did you want to talk to us about?” Fred asked, settling into a comfortable chair with a groan. It was after supper and they’d had a long, busy day, so they were all tired.
“You said it something best left until we were home so we weren’t interrupted.” George added, flopping in his own chair. His thought was to do a bit of what they were tackling at home, but going to bed early since they were all tired.
“I have a proposal,” Severus said, sending for the book which had the spell he wanted to use. When it flew into his hand, he passed it over to the two once he opened it to the right page. While they were looking it over, he explained, “What I want is information. The spell will ensure none of us can disclose it. My thought is getting what both of you know and melding with what I am aware of so we can sort out some matters.”
Though this was what they wanted and could use to get the information they needed, the not being able to pass it along didn’t help matters. If they couldn’t pass it, whatever conclusions they might come up with couldn’t be either. After looking over the spell and shooting his brother a knowing glance, Fred settled back and said, “What’s the point? You know what we do on the matters with the family, bond and whatever.”
“Just what areas do you want to hear about?” George asked, figuring the two might be able to wiggle something and get what they wanted out of the matter. It would just take some work. If they managed to persuade him to give up whatever, they could probably persuade him to allow them to pass it along. This would end up far easier to find out what they needed than wiggling around to worm it out another way.
“More on the history of plenty,” Severus told them honestly, looking between the two.
“You have all the history which relates to this mess and what causes what,” Fred told him, hoping his brother would prod more.
“Don’t see what else you need,” George shrugged, knowing this would guide Severus in the direction they wanted.
“There are other areas I want to know about so I can piece together some—well, maybe plans,” Severus said, looking between the two. This wasn’t going to end up an easy task, unfortunately, but he thought it was worth it.
“What kind of plans?” George asked, sipping his butterbeer.
“Let’s face it, I don’t see what else we know which can help with anything,” Fred added.
“Whatever plans there are, we need to know them first before we give up anything,” George pressed on.
“Because we’re not talking unless we know why you want whatever,” Fred continued.
No, this wasn’t going to end up easy. Severus let out a mental sigh then delved in. If he gave up enough, he might manage. He just needed to stay wary of what they might want in return.

As Charlie worked on his and Draco’s gear to make sure it was in good repair and fit properly, he couldn’t help but smile as he listened to Draco talk about the dragons. He had heard this sort of enthusiasm before from the new ones on the reserve and it was similar to what he felt when he started, so he knew where it was coming from. Draco was hooked, like most of those who went into this field. Since it started, he would follow the call like all of them had done before him. From now on, the dragons would take precedence over most everything in Draco’s life, like it had for the rest of them.
While he worked and answered any questions Draco had, he felt something odd. Though it was strange, it wasn’t unpleasant. He didn’t know how to describe it, the closest thing he could relate it to was like something unclenching, as though it was relaxing. And it made him feel good. It felt like the more Draco talked and he dealt with him, the more relaxed and good he felt.
Time seemed to move quickly that night, as though it flew by. When it was time for bed, Charlie felt better than he had in a long while. Then, when Draco crawled into his bed and curled up to him, he smiled and pulled him close. Seemingly melting into the mattress, he fell asleep completely content.

As it became time for dusk to fall, the moon starting to rise, Lucius was as uptight and nervous as he had ever been. While there was as much in place as they could manage to ensure he wasn’t infected, it was still the idea.
After tea, they retired to their room for the night. As they had planned, the booties and muzzle were waiting for Remus in the en suite. They would go on before he changed. And, at Remus’ insistence, he would close the door to the en suite as much as he was able and change in there. For that, Lucius was thankful. He didn’t want to observe the change, sure it would give him nightmares for the rest of his life if he did.
Lucius settled himself at the desk they were using for so much, planning to work on the paperwork, which seemed like it was always piling up, while Remus rested. His hope was he could manage to focus to tend to it and not worry so much about what could happen. Though he tried not to focus on what was approaching, he found himself glancing at the clock more often or gazing out the window. It was something he couldn’t help. Like normal, he did make small talk with his bondmate and it wasn’t stiff, it was just—he didn’t know what to do, honestly.
When Remus finally went into the en suite to change, Lucius just sat at the desk, heart hammering, as he waited, not sure what to do. Minutes seeming to stretch on eternally, he stared at the papers he planned to fill out but couldn’t focus on enough to do so. Instead, he was listening to every noise coming from the area of the en suite. When the door finally creaked slightly, opening, he about jumped out of his skin. Unable to help himself, he looked in that direction. As expected, there was a tawny wolf padding towards the bed, muzzle and booties on. While it wasn’t a frightening sight, he knew what it could mean and was wary.
Once more trying to focus on the paperwork, hoping to finish at least part of it, he said, remembering how he was repeatedly assured Remus kept his mind, “Just get yourself comfortable and rest. The elves will ensure you have all you need. I’ll be right here trying to work.” He then gave a mental shiver when he heard a soft bark in response. He would manage. If Remus could, he would as well.

By the time their normal bedtime rolled around, Lucius was far more relaxed. Remus had stayed on the bed the whole time. From what he heard of the soft snores and deep breathing, he was sleeping most of it. This made him feel better. Beyond tired by this point from the stress and nervousness, Lucius was ready for sleep as well.
After standing with a groan and stretching, he told Remus, “Let me tend to my normal ablutions then I’ll get some sleep.” When he heard a soft bark, he left to tend to the usual matters.
When he returned, he laid his robe where he typically did. Before climbing into bed, though, he gave Remus a pet down the back as a substitute for their normal. Of course, he made sure to stay safe and just touched his back. “Time for bed,” he said with a small smile when the werewolf looked at him. Then he crawled into bed on his usual side.
While tired, he found he didn’t fall asleep as easily as he thought he would. Instead, he tossed and turned a bit. He thought the issue was he was now accustomed to Remus sleeping up beside him. Couple it with the bond and his role in the relationship, it probably disturbed his ability to sleep. After turning once more, punching his pillow to get it into shape, he flopped down again with a sigh, shutting his eyes.
As he lay there, doing the normal he used when having difficulties, he felt Remus shift around. Not opening his eyes, he then smiled when he felt the wolf curl up to his feet. Oh, it was with his back, not any of the areas which would end up dangerous. When Remus’ body touched his, Lucius gave a contented sigh and felt himself relax more. Yes, that was what he needed.
Listening to Remus’ breathing, he found himself drifting away very shortly afterward.

After taking the note from the twins Bill passed to him, Sirius read it then grinned before handing it over to Harry. “Want to bet Snape is trying to figure part of this out on his own?” He then tossed out there, chuckling softly.
“Sounds like it,” Bill nodded, holding Harry close as the youngest of them read what was there. “I’m sure he was plenty blindsided by some of what came out.”
“They’ll get it out of him and be able to pass it along before they’re done,” Harry added, handing the note back to Bill and leaning against him.
“If he wants the information that badly, he’ll eventually give in and they’ll wiggle enough to pass it along,” Bill chuckled. “Give them time. Since they didn’t agree already, he’ll shift stances and will eventually. Let’s see what they can do for us.”
“Normally, I’d say we could give them a bit of a hand and shove somewhat,” Sirius said.
“Best to let those two do what they do best here,” Bill then told him. “They can manage. It’s a case of they know better what they’re dealing with than we do.”
“Exactly,” Sirius nodded. “We’ll just let them know if they need a hand to let us know and we’ll do what we can for them.”
“Those two can pull off plenty, and have in the past,” Harry laughed.
Bill then sobered up and asked, “Lucius will be fine, won’t he? I know he was supposed to signal if there was a problem or he needed help. As it’s late and he hasn’t, I assume he’s fine.”

“There won’t be a problem,” Sirius assured him. “Remus isn’t about to sentence anyone to the life he’s had to live. While they have to stay in the same room together, he’ll make damned sure nothing happens to Lucius. The bond there—it’s an odd one as I’m sure Remus is the dominant in some way because of the lycanthropy. Because he probably is, he’ll do all in his power to make sure Lucius stays safe. With the Wolfsbane, he will keep his mind and do what he can. This month is just odd as it’s a first for it. From here on out, we’ll be able to judge what to do so it helps.”
“Thought so, but was just making sure,” Bill nodded. “Since we haven’t heard anything, and I’m sure Lucius would have sent a signal if there was a problem, I didn’t think so.”
“Trust me, Lucius knows how dangerous this is and would have called for help if anything was off,” Sirius told him. “He’ll be fine if they made it this far.”
“Right,” he then said, changing topics, “what are we doing now? I vote we just relax since we spent the day working with that small mountain of paperwork. Maybe moving down to the ‘bar’ and playing some games. What do you think?”
“Sounds good,” Harry agreed then heard Bill do the same. It was a good way to relax before bed.

As they finally crawled into bed after mucking about for a few hours, the three men were tired. Like most nights anymore, Harry was in between Bill and Sirius, relaxing. Since it was later than their usual bedtime, they were plenty tired.
After finding the sweet spot, a tired Bill leaned down and kissed Harry, the normal. When Harry put his hand on the back of his head, he upped the passion level a bit. Honestly? It was a tad frustrating to have Harry in bed with him every night and not indulge like he wanted. With Sirius now involved, something he was sure would also include the sex, he wasn’t ready to push it there yet. Certain it would come though, he would just ease it along. Didn’t mean he couldn’t let Harry know he missed the physical part, though.
As he watched the two snogging, noticing it was far more passionate than usual, Sirius grinned a tad. He figured the two were holding off with anything sexual because of him. Honestly? He would be content to just watch if they went there. Of course, he wouldn’t say that to them, but he would. Eyes still locked on the two, he couldn’t help himself and chuckled, “And that is seriously hot to watch.”
“Yeah?” Bill asked after breaking off the kiss, grinning a little roguishly. Then he put his hand on the back of Sirius head and pulled him into a heated kiss as well.
“And so is that,” Harry admitted, voice husky. The kiss with Bill already had him semi-hard. This, though, was making his flesh rise even more. The heat—it was far more intense than any they had shared before. And he adored watching it.
When they broke off the kiss, Sirius was left panting heavily himself. The intensity of it was amazing and he loved how it felt. Looking down at Harry, he leaned down and kissed him just as heatedly, though he still had some issues with that end because of who he was and the relationship. However, he adored the feeling and how Harry wrapped his arms around him, pulling him close.
“That is as well,” Bill chuckled, reaching down to adjust himself. Though he wasn’t sure how he would react to this pressing forward because of the long standing relationship with Harry, the showing of passion he was witnessing didn’t bother him at all. In fact, he loved it.
After breaking off the kiss, Sirius was panting heavily. “Oh, that was good,” he admitted, glancing at Bill who obviously appreciated it as well.
“Oh yes,” Harry agreed, grinning, flushed from the heat.
Though he wanted to press on, Bill knew the time hadn’t come for going there yet. Instead, he flopped down by Harry and held him close. With a chuckle, he said, “I think we all appreciated that bit.”
“Plenty,” Sirius agreed, lying down and curling up to Harry.
“Oh yes,” Harry sighed, snuggling in between the two. With a contented sigh, though there was a longing to press on and push it further, he shut his eyes.
Though his eyes were shut, Sirius stayed awake longer than the other two. As he listened to them drift off, their breathing deepening, he thought over the kiss and the longing which came with it. He wanted more. Plenty. And he thought he might want to push it.
It wasn’t until the soft chime of the clock in their room heralded one AM that Sirius finally began to doze off. As he did, visions of what he wanted played out, making him smile in his sleep. Curling up closer to Harry, his arm draped over the two, wanting to touch them even while asleep.
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