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Give me just one night	By : KusanoSaku Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Remus Views: 17358 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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Title: Give me just one night

Pairing: DracoxSeverus, RemusxHarry

Fandom: HP

Notes: Harry Potter, son of the couple who killed Voldemort struggles with attraction to his guardian, the man who raised him: Remus Lupin. Remus has cared for him and for his godfather Sirius Black who suffered dreadful injuries that stole his mind and body almost taking his life. In an act of charity Severus Snape his mother's best friend stood up and insisted that Harry be placed according to his godfather's will that had been left in Gringott's. It stated that if anything happened to him that Harry Potter be placed in the care of one Remus Lupin, a friend of his parents. Can Harry convince Remus that they're meant to be together? Can Remus seen beneath the boy he raised to the person who loves him despite everything?

Draco Malfoy heir to one of the richest fortunes in the British Wizarding world does the unexpected; he falls in love with the wrong person. Struggling to stay true to himself he tries to forge his own path.

Yes this is a bit different from my usual story…

Chapter 1

It was his birthday; mother sent him a gift from France, new green and silver dress robes. She had offered to come home and throw him a fantastic party but he refused. He said he wanted to finish his summer homework. Besides, having a birthday four days after the last day of summer term was a bit boring.

His father was off on some diplomatic mission for Minister Fudge so he was alone at the Manor.

He took a long bath washing himself careful and scented his body, before he put on a light green silk robe. He darted into the Library floo and exited at Uncle Severus' home, Spinner's end. A dreary place but he didn't notice…

He checked the library but it was empty, so were the kitchen and the potions lab. Draco tiptoed around the place, ignoring the cooling charms that made this Muggleish dwelling almost bearable. He located Severus' room by the strength of his magic and slowly pushed open the door. Draco nearly gasped, he looked so different…like he had in his dream. He was tall, pale, his hooked nose was more crooked as if it'd been broken and his broad but stooped shoulders, his godfather was sprawled across the bed naked having kicked off the covers. Draco felt his cock swell; he took off his robe and laid it on a chair. He took a deep breath before climbing into bed with his godfather, his small hand lightly touching scarred skin on the man's chest.

The young Slytherin lay naked beside his godfather and the Head of his House, something he'd wanted to do for months.

The naked man beside him stirred, wand leaping into his hand.

Draco lay there silently.

"Who? Draco? What in Slytherin's name are you doing? Have you lost your mind? Do your parents know where you are?"

Draco looked up at him, "You know as well as I do that Mother is in France and Father is away on Ministry business. I wanted to see you."

There was a crack of magic and his godfather had his normal appearance, his voice tight, "What are you doing in my bed naked? Your father will kill me."

Draco moved to kneel beside him, "I came because I needed to see you. I've been aching for you and dreaming of being yours for months." He looked up at his godfather, his quicksilver eyes pleading, "Don't send me away. I'll do anything."

"I'm your godfather what are you thinking. I'm too old for you and your father will vivisect me."

Draco closed his eyes; his ice blonde lashes resting on his porcelain cheeks "He won't hurt you because I won't let him. He doesn't have to know. Please Severus, let me stay. Don't you know me at all? I wouldn't come if I wasn't serious."

There was a huff, "Why me? Why not someone your age?"

"There is no one like you, no one who actually cares about me. You've taught me so much, taught me to love learning and you've always made time for me." He finally opened his eyes, "There is no one like you, mother spoils me and father ignores me. You see me, not the Malfoy heir whose attention must be courted."

"What makes you think I'm even interested in boys? I'll never be able to look your father in the eye after looking at you like this in my bed."

"I've seen how you look at Potter, like he reminds you of someone." his voice barely a whisper.

Severus growled, "He reminds me of his mother. We were childhood friends."

"You're lying, I've known you too long to believe that. Please don't lie to me." Draco said balling up his hands into fists.

Severus let out a dry chuckle, "You think I'm lying?"

Draco looked up at him through his ice blonde bangs, "I know that's not true. I want to know…no I need to know. I want you so much. I want to be yours. I'll do anything. I won't be in the way. I make a really good assistant." He placed his small hand on Severus' thigh, "Just give me a change to prove it."

"You're barely fourteen, you don't know anything yet."

Draco lay down on his back in Severus' bed, spreading his legs, "I know I want you inside me. I'll do anything. I want you as my lover, that's all I want for my birthday is you."

Severus sighed, "I really think this is a bad idea."

"Please Severus." Draco reached up to him, "I want to be yours." whispering the same spells from his dream all those months ago, moaning as he felt them take affect.

Severus' black eyes seemed to glow with desire, "I shouldn't. I'm not worthy of a pureblood."

Draco smiled at him, "I wouldn't care if you were a mud"

"Sh…don't use that word. I'm not one. I'm half-blood though." Severus loomed over him.

Draco leaned up to kiss him, "I won't use a word that upsets you."

XoooooX

Harry was furious, it was a beautiful June day and Remus was out.

Out where? At the Ministry for his monthly Legilimency exam, the ministry and their werewolf prejudices were the bane of his teenage existence. They insisted that he be subjected to a skilled Legimens examining his brain for evidence of abuse of himself or neglect of Sirius. He always came up clean, Remus was an honorable person and very protective of his family or his pack as he fondly called them.

He adored Remus and wanted to take care of him. Tending him after full moons wasn't enough he needed more contact. Harry wanted more then anything to be his mate; to relieve the sexual tension and hunger that caused Remus to attack himself.

Harry lay in his bed naked and stroking himself, thinking about the three days of the full moon before end of term. Since he was twelve he spent full moons even during looking after Sirius while Remus was in the basement that Professor Snape had warded.

No one understood why they, Remus and Harry didn't hire a private Healer for Sirius or leave him in St. Mungos. Simple, because Sirius begged Remus when he woke to take him home, he hated St. Mungos and he wanted to see Harry grow up even if he wasn't always aware.

He loved Remus, craved him and wanted to be more then a ward to him. Harry wanted to be his lover, his mate…

He groaned, "Remus…Remus…" he wanted him to come home, he wanted to greet him with something birds called a toe-curling kiss. To pull Remus into his arms and kiss him to tell him that everything would be fine. That even prejudicial old bats like Ministry pencil pushers couldn't hurt them because they were pack.

This was their home; their territory and it had been given to Sirius by his uncle Alphard when he was of age after his parents disowned him for running away and being a 'blood traitor'. Baskerville was a large manor; so much happier and pleasant to be live then Sirius' birthplace and hereditary home of the Black family, which used to be numerous. Sirius' brother Regulus who had inherited everything when their parents died including the title of Lord Black had passed to him. They didn't live at Number Twelve Grimmauld Place because it was a dreary place with bad memories for Sirius as well having steep staircases that Remus couldn't carry both Sirius and his wheelchair.

The nature of Sirius' injuries was never fully explained to him, he knew that he was paralyzed from the waist down. Magic could rebuild muscles and bone but it couldn't repair nerves. It also couldn't repair the mind very well; only a truly skilled Legimens could do that to an extent. Harry was suspicious that Sirius' attack had been primarily the Cruciatus though he wouldn't be surprised if he had been under a powerful Imperius as well. Some of his scars seemed self-inflicted but what did he know? He thought with a grimace, every one assumed he was a child.

He was in age he supposed but not in mind. Having a guardian who suffered from lycanthropy and a slightly mad godfather he had to mature quickly. How else did you survive in a house like his? He was no child and he ached for Remus. He remembered as a child wandering into Remus' bed when he had a nightmare. Remus was big and brave he would protect him. That worship never went away it merely deepened.

He came with a cry, Remus' name on his lips. Harry dug out a worn shirt of Remus, he traded them every week when they did laundry. He loved the smell the man had, he smelled of sunlight, books, chocolate and the earth after the rain. He curled up with the shirt to sleep but not before heightening the wards on his godfather's room. If Sirius woke and called out Harry would wake immediately. The best thing about living in a house as exposed to magic as Baskerville was it was nigh impossible to trace magic. He could never follow the rule against underage magic. He needed his too much…

XoooooX

Draco woke up a bit sore, completely expecting to find himself naked and messy.

Instead he found himself bathed and fresh, wearing clothes that had been shrunk for him and he was lying on a sofa near the fire.

He made his way to Severus' lab to see him drinking, "Severus?"

"Please, don't come near me. I should have sent you home."

Draco hurried to kneel at his feet, "Don't say that. I couldn't bear if you regretted making love to me."

"I'm your godfather I'm supposed to protect you. I stole your innocence." The man said gruffly.

"No, you didn't steal it. I gave it to you. I begged you. I'm yours Severus I belong to you. Please don't hurt me by changing your mind after you've bedded me." Begging was something father would never approve of; Malfoys don't beg was something he was supposed to have learned by now.

"You don't understand. I took advantage of you."

"Took advantage?" Draco closed his eyes, "Then what we did meant nothing. You didn't want me. I'll go. I shouldn't have come." He stood trying to force back tears because Malfoys don't cry.

A hand grabbed his arm, pulling him to his chest, "I didn't say it didn't mean anything. I haven't had sex in years and well what we did was special. I care a lot about you Draco but this could get you in trouble. You could lose everything."

"I don't care." Draco turned and buried his face in Severus' robes, "I just want you." In the end he was a lonely child who just wanted to be loved.
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