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Of Potions and Wings	By : Sablesilverrain Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Snape/Draco Views: 30533 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 5
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“I need to run home and grab some clothes for tomorrow. Can I come back again and stay the night, Sev?” Draco asked.
Severus rolled his eyes. “If you feel you must.”
Draco smirked. “Oh, I must. Who knows what you and Potter may get up to without me here?” He teased.
“Trust me, your worries are totally unfounded.” Harry said with a grin. He dug through the bag Molly had dropped off for him, coming out with his pajamas. “I’m going to get ready for bed, then.” He announced.
Severus waved a hand toward the bathroom. “Knock yourself out.” He said absently.
Draco snorted and left, coming out in the receiving room of Malfoy Manor.
He headed up to his bedroom and got a bag together, then went to find his father.
He poked his head into his father’s study, and when he didn’t find him, he headed for the library. His father was there, with a book open on the table in front of him.
“Draco. Are you going back?” He asked, seeing the bag Draco was holding.
Draco smirked. “You’ll never believe what happened last night. There’s another Faurae at Hogwarts this year. Another submissive Faurae.” He added.
Lucius inhaled deeply, detecting the slight hint of another submissive’s scent on Draco’s clothes. “Really?” He asked. “Who?”
Draco’s smirk widened. “Potter. We’re becoming friends, I think. I’m going back tonight, so he and Severus don’t get up to anything. I warned him off, but you can never be too sure.” He said.
Lucius nodded. “Very well. Have fun.” He said.
Draco inclined his head and left.
*****
“I’m back!” Draco announced to the room.
Severus looked up. “So you are. Potter’s in the shower.”
Draco smirked. “So, who am I sharing a bed with tonight?” He asked.
Severus sighed. “You’ll have to share with Potter. I’ll transfigure the couch again.” He answered.
Draco pouted. “What, you mean I can’t share with you? I’ll be good. Mostly.” He said.
Severus leveled a glare at him. “Draco, you are seriously pushing your luck.”
Draco sighed. “Fine. I’ll share with Potter.”
“It’s for the best, Draco. Someday, you’ll thank me.” Severus said, turning back to his work.
“Doubtful.” Draco huffed, throwing himself down on the couch to wait for his turn in the bathroom.
When Harry emerged, Draco pulled his pajamas out of his bag and went into the bathroom to change.
Harry sat on the couch with a sigh. “So, I have to stay here for two more days? Then I can go back to The Burrow?”
Severus looked up at him. “It would be best if you remained at Hogwarts. You can easily find the solitude to let your wings out here, before the students return. During the school year, you and Draco will likely find it somewhat harder to let them out for the allotted hour each week, but it is necessary.” He warned.
Harry sighed, running a hand through his hair. “And there’s no privacy to be had at The Burrow.” He muttered to himself.
“Indeed.” Severus agreed.
“Does Dumbledore know I’m here?” Harry asked.
“The Headmaster is aware of the situation. He’ll want to see you when you’re able to be around others, of course. I believe he intends to invite you to stay here for the remainder of the summer.” Severus told him.
Harry nodded slowly. “And you think that’s the best idea.”
Severus inclined his head. “Correct, Mr. Potter.”
Draco came out of the bathroom. “So, what are we talking about?” He asked brightly.
Harry chuckled. “Me staying here for the rest of the summer.” He told the blond.
“Here, in Sev’s rooms, or here, in Hogwarts?” Draco asked.
Harry snorted. “Here in Hogwarts. Honestly, Draco, you have such a one-track mind.”
Draco glanced toward Severus, then looked back at Harry. “Nonsense. I just know what I want, that’s all. Father’s gotten over it. He knows that I’ll get what I want, no matter how long I have to wait for it.”
“Your father has realized that the best way to deal with your flights of fancy is to ignore them until they run their course.” Severus corrected.
Draco smirked. “Ah, but this one’s not going anywhere. Well, that’s not entirely true, I know where I want it to end, at least.” He added, with a pointed look at Severus’ closed bedroom door. “But getting there’s half the fun.”
Harry chuckled. “Right.”
Severus stood. “If you two will get off the couch, I will transfigure it again, and we can all get some sleep. Which you two will need, as we will be working tomorrow. I need to brew a potion for the seventh-year class tomorrow, and Draco, you will be helping. Potter, you will be with us simply to keep you out of trouble.”
Draco stood, grinning at Harry. “No offence, of course.” He added.
Harry sighed, standing as well. “I’m used to it, don’t worry.”
Severus transfigured the couch into a bed big enough for two, and Harry and Draco lay down, covering up with the blankets that had been throw pillows. “Good night, boys.” Severus said.
“Night, Sev.” Draco chirped.
“Good night, Sir.” Harry said.
Severus went into the bathroom to get ready for bed, and Draco turned to Harry. “What do you think: boxers or briefs?” He asked softly.
Harry made a face. “It’s Snape! I try not to think about things like that!” He said in a hushed tone.
Draco waved a hand. “He’s hot, in his own way. Watch him tomorrow, how intensely he focuses on his potions, and tell me it doesn’t get you hot thinking of all that focus directed at you. The man’s intense. And besides, they say still waters run deep, don’t they? Sev’s as still as they come, I’ve noticed.” He said. “I’m sure there’s plenty there we haven’t seen, and I want to see it all.”
Harry shook his head. “I don’t see the attraction, personally.” He said, clamping his mouth shut when Severus came out of the bathroom and headed into his room, clad in a black robe. “But if you want him, you’ve got your work cut out for you. I don’t think he’s got a sexual bone in his body.” Harry finished in a whisper.
“Of course he does! You just haven’t seen it, because you’re his student, and he doesn’t fuck students.” Draco hissed back.
“You’re his student, too.” Harry reminded the blond.
Draco tossed his head. “Yes, well, he’s going to fuck this student.” He said firmly. “He just doesn’t know it yet.”
Harry shook his head. “Whatever. Good night, Draco.”
Draco chuckled. “Good night, Harry.”
*****
Harry woke when Snape opened his bedroom door and headed for the bathroom.
Draco was wrapped around him, just like he had been the last morning. One arm and a wing were flung over Harry, and Harry’s left leg was held captive between two leanly-muscled thighs.
“Draco, get off.” Harry grumbled, trying to push him away gently.
Draco moaned and began rocking against Harry’s thigh. “Mm, Sev…” He breathed.
Harry flushed. “Um, no. Get off me, Draco!” He said, a little louder.
Draco’s brow furrowed, and his eyes opened. “Oh, it’s you.” He said in a disappointed tone, letting Harry go.
Harry sat up, still red. “Don’t do that again.” He mumbled.
Draco snorted. “Sorry, I was asleep. Oh, don’t get so huffy about it. At least one part of you enjoyed the attention.” He pointed out, nodding to Harry’s erection.
Harry flushed further. “It’s first thing in the morning, and I’m seventeen! What do you expect?!” He snapped at the blond.
“Touchy, touchy. Calm down.” Draco said blithely.
“Calm down?” Harry asked. “You were molesting me!”
Draco’s brow rose. “And I apologized. Are you still going to hold it against me? It was a case of mistaken identity, besides.”
“I know.” Harry said with a grin. “You called me ‘Sev.’”
Draco grinned. “Did I?” He asked in amusement. “And was Severus out here to see and hear it?”
Harry shook his head. “No, he was already in the bathroom.”
Draco sighed. “Pity.”
“I really don’t see whatever it is you see in him.” Harry said with a shrug.
“I’m actually kind of glad for that, Potter. The last thing I need is competition.” Draco said in amusement.
Harry snorted. “Don’t worry, I don’t plan to fight you for him. Anyway, what do you think he’s going to have you brew today?” He asked.
Draco thought for a moment. “Well, some common seventh-year potions are antidotes. Maybe we’re brewing the poisons we’ll need for that lesson? Or we may be brewing an aphrodisiac, as anti-aphrodisiacs are another common seventh-year potion. Those are the only possibilities I can come up with.” He said with a shrug.
Harry rolled his eyes. “Sounds like fun.” He said sarcastically.
Draco snorted. “Sarcasm doesn’t become you.”
The door to the bathroom opened, and Severus came out, fully dressed in his teaching robes.
Draco shoved Harry back and grabbed his bag, shouting “Me next!” as he claimed the bathroom.
Harry pushed himself off his wings, which ached after being squished under his body weight. “Ow.” He mumbled.
*****
Draco closed the bathroom door behind him and breathed in deeply.
The entire room smelled of shower and Severus, the scent of the pheromones nearly overpowering in its intensity. Draco moaned softly and shot a quick silencing spell at the door. No need to let Severus and Harry hear what he planned to do while that scent still hovered around him.
*****
“Mr. Potter, if you would drink this.” Severus requested, handing him a vial of the dampening potion.
Harry inhaled deeply, and his eyes widened, as he took the vial, not paying it any attention. He leaned closer to Severus and inhaled again. “Oh, Merlin, you smell…” He closed his eyes and sniffed the air. “Mm.”
Severus chuckled. “And that’s why we take the potion.” He confirmed, downing his own vial.
Immediately, the scent dissipated and Harry opened his eyes, then blinked, realizing he’d just been sniffing his Potions Professor.
“Um, sorry about that.” Harry mumbled, flushing.
Severus chuckled. “Don’t worry about it. Just take the potion before I repay the favor. You smell delicious.” He warned.
Harry quickly took the potion. “So, what are you going to be brewing today?” He asked.
Severus smirked. “Nothing that you can help with, so don’t worry about it. We don’t want these potions to explode, boil over, or otherwise turn out unusable.” He commented.
Harry grinned. “I’m not always that bad, you know.” He pointed out.
“Of course not. That was Longbottom’s forte, but you came in a close second.” Severus agreed.
“That’s only because the Slytherins always threw stuff into my potions. It’s hard to brew and shield at the same time!” Harry defended himself.
Severus raised an eyebrow. “Then I expect your work this year to improve, since Draco happens to be the unofficial leader of Slytherin house. Most of the students of my house look up to him, so having him as a friend should gain you immunity from their torment.” He remarked.
Harry sighed. “I can only hope.”
“Well, at any rate, you can work on reading some of this year’s potions book. I have my copy here, so you can borrow it. Maybe some of it can sink in before the year starts. If it does, you may stand a chance of passing your N.E.W.T.” Severus said with a grin, walking over to his bookshelf and getting the book. He handed it to Harry.
Harry opened the book, and saw that, in addition to little changes in brewing procedures, there were snide little notes on some of the pages. Harry snickered at some of them, flipping through a few pages quickly.
“Yes, I found the author of the book quite dim-witted, I’ll admit. The best ones are closer to the back, when I was fed up with dealing with a sub-standard book.” Severus said in amusement.
Harry looked up at him and grinned. “You really were pretty funny.”
“I still am.” Severus replied. “Most people just don’t get to see it.”
“I’ll count myself lucky, then.” Harry responded.
Draco came out of the bathroom, dressed and looking immaculate. “Alright, Harry, your turn.” He said haughtily.
Harry put the book down and grabbed his bag, going into the bathroom to dress for the day.
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