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Measure of a Man	By : SailorSol Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Snape Views: 71274 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Disclaimer: Everything you recognize from outside this story is owned by J.K. Rowling and Warner Brothers. Anything new is my invention, as is the storyline.

Author�s Note: Well, I�ve updated. I apologize to all of you who enjoy this fic. This chapter did not want to be written before it�s time. I profoundly thank you all for your patience.

Author�s Note 2: I haven�t done this before, but this is necessary. The release of �Half-Blood Prince� has made in necessary. This story is AU to HBP, and contains NO SPOILERS and no references to the book.

MEASURE OF A MAN

never gives up

Lets go of his dream

His world goes around for his one true belief

Is that how you know

Is that what it means?

When they reached Snape�s quarters, Harry took a moment to remove most of his costume and waited for instructions. He had never seen anyone this traumatized before. His uncertainty must have shown, because Snape paused in shedding his own outer robes to put a gentle hand on his shoulder.

�All we can truly do is be here for him, Harry,� he said quietly. Harry nodded, and wished he could to more.

After a moment, Snape disappeared into his bathroom, and then returned followed by the sound of running water.

�He needs a bath,� Snape said, unbuttoning his jacket. �We all do. We need to get the blood off of us, and Draco needs to be reassured and to be warm.�

�What�s wrong with him?� Harry asked. Draco was still standing next to Harry, with no indication that he knew where he was or whom he was with. Harry slipped his hand into Draco�s to lead him to the bathroom, and he thought he saw a spark in the silver eyes.

�He is in shock, Harry,� Snape replied as he followed the younger men. �It is a natural reaction to great physical or emotional trauma. Do you remember how you felt when Black died?�

�I felt like nothing mattered anymore,� Harry answered after a moment. �I felt like I was numb.�

�Yes,� Snape said. �Draco has had a similar shock, and we need to help him over it. He needs to relax, and then he needs to grieve. He trusts both of us, so he will relax eventually.�

As he spoke, Snape was removing his clothes except for his boxers. Since the clothes were liberally smeared with blood, he did not toss them into the hamper, but laid them carefully on the tile floor. He nodded for Harry to do the same while he undressed Draco.

Once Draco was also stripped down to his boxers, Snape and Harry both helped him into the bathtub, and then started sponging him with the lavender-scented water.

�Severus,� Harry said after a while. �What did happen? How did Wormtail attack Mr. Malfoy?�

�He used a very crude but effective method, Harry,� Snape replied, gently squeezing his sponge to let the warm water cascade down Draco�s chest. �He brought a knife with him, snuck up behind Lucius in Animagus form, reverted to human, and cut his throat.�

�Is he dead?� Harry asked quietly.

�I do not know.� Snape replied. �He certainly sustained a wound that should have been mortal. Lucius is a resourceful wizard, though. He may have contingency spells in place.�

�I hope so,� Harry said. �I never realized how attached Draco is to his father.�

�The Malfoys have always been a close-knit family.� Snape replied. �You have seen a bit of that closeness the last few days.�

�Yes,� Harry admitted. �Mr. Malfoy sure knows a lot about Transfiguration.�

They fell silent at that point, both doing what they could to get Draco to come out of the daze he was in.

Abruptly, when Harry had just noticed that his hands had pruned, Draco took a deep breath and let out a small sob. He looked up at Snape, then over at Harry, tears filling his eyes as more sobs shook him, each one increasing in volume and intensity. He threw his arms around Harry and buried his face in Harry�s neck, his body shuddering convulsively with the force of his grief.

Awkwardly, Harry wrapped one arm around his schoolmate, and he lifted the other hand to stroke Draco�s hair. He looked up at Snape helplessly to find that Snape had moved closer and was running his hands up and down Draco�s upper back.

Slowly, after what seemed an eternity, Draco�s sobs became hiccups, and his shaking quieted to a slight tremor. He clung to Harry as if he were a lifeline, as if he were trying to mold the two of them together into one. Harry did the only thing he knew how to: he rocked Draco, rubbed his hand up and down his back, and made shushing noises into his hair.

Draco�s hiccups finally stopped, and he buried his face further into Harry�s neck, inhaling deeply. Harry closed his eyes and swallowed hard. Why did the nerves in his neck have to be hot-wired to his groin? He could feel himself hardening and fought the urge down, while Draco pressed up against him and ground their pelvises together.

Harry turned pleading eyes to Severus, who nodded reassuringly and lifted his hands off of Draco�s back.

Draco�s reaction was immediate and not at all what either of them expected.

�No!� he cried, twisting his head around to look at Severus.

�I need you,� he said in a pleading voice. �Please don�t leave me,�

�We need to get out of the water, Draco,� Severus said quietly. �The Headmaster will be down soon to check on you, and we have been in here for some time.�

Draco hung his head and nodded, then allowed Harry to help him out of the tub, dry him off, and dress him in a spare set of Harry�s pajamas.

The three wizards came out into Severus� sitting room to find Dumbledore waiting for them with Draco�s mother, Narcissa, sitting across from him. Narcissa looked the perfect picture of a grieving wife, but there was something about her that Harry didn�t trust. He slipped an arm around Draco and felt Severus put a hand on his shoulder.

�Severus,� Dumbledore said, wasting no time on small talk. �Mr. Malfoy�s mother is here to take him home, in light of the terrible events of this evening.�

�No!� Draco cried out, wrapping his arms around Harry and burying his face back into Harry�s neck.

�I believe Mrs. Malfoy is being presumptuous, Headmaster,� Severus said. �If you contact Mr. Malfoy�s solicitor, you will find that, in the event that he predecease me, I have custody of any living children, and control of the family estates and finances.�

�That is outrageous!� Narcissa rose to her feet suddenly, her face turning an unattractive shade of red. �Why would Lucius turn over control of everything to his catamite when he had me?�

�I was far more than Lucius� lover, Narcissa,� Severus said, his hand tightening on Harry�s shoulder. �We swore blood-brotherhood. You will find that ancient custom supercedes modern law in many ways.�

�That puts you in a position to claim everything,� Narcissa said softly, her face quickly draining of all color as she considered the implications. �You could even claim me.�

�Rest assured,� Severus said, the sneer that students knew so well gracing his face. �I have no intentions of claiming you, and the only claim I will put on the Malfoy fortune is to be certain that it is intact when Draco comes of age. I will not permit it to be handed over to the Dark Lord, or frittered away by you.�

�That is preposterous!� Narcissa exploded. �You have turned my son against me, and now you�re trying to steal what�s rightfully his!�

�Don�t be ridiculous,� Severus snapped. �I wouldn�t need to turn your son against you, madam. The only people who knew where Lucius was were the aurors and you. How did the Dark Lord find out, I wonder?�

�You�re mad,� Narcissa said venomously. �Headmaster, if you permit this madman to be in charge of my son, you will be brought before the Ministry with him.�

�We will determine Mr. Malfoy�s wishes in this,� Dumbledore said. �If he did make Severus your son�s guardian, well, the law does not stipulate that a guardian must be sane. He does bring up an excellent point, however. How DID Mr. Pettigrew know where to find Mr. Malfoy?�

�I�m not going to sit here and take this,� Narcissa said, rising from her seat. �We shall see what the ministry has to say about this, and about a known Death Eater consorting with the Boy-Who-Lived. The papers will have a field day with that.�

�I am afraid that you are a bit late on that score, Mrs. Malfoy,� Dumbledore said. �When the relationship became common knowledge here at the school, one of Mr. Potter�s dorm mates was happy to tell the Daily Prophet all about it, even though he actually knew very little.�

�The Ministry is being lax in its duty, then,� Narcissa said. �This will not continue.� She picked up her cloak, swirled it around her shoulders, and strode out of the room, slamming the door behind her.

�Well,� Dumbledore said, his eyes twinkling madly. �That is that. I suggest that the three of you prepare yourselves for a press and Ministry onslaught. I will keep them at bay for as long as possible. Goodnight Severus, goodnight boys.�

Dumbledore walked to the fireplace, tossed a pinch of floo powder in, and stepped in without mentioning a destination. Harry watched him disappear and turned wondering eyes to Severus.

�Within Hogwarts,� Severus said. �The Headmaster does not need to state a destination, he has only to will it.�

Harry knew Draco was aware of Dumbledore�s departure, because the lips pressed against his neck were more purposeful in their pressure, and the hands around his waist were migrating down towards his arse.

Harry looked at Severus in confusion, completely ignorant that many people responded to death around them with a raging libido. He was given a reassuring nod, and Severus turned to enter his bedroom.

Again, Draco reacted to Severus� departure.

�Please don�t leave,� he said softly.

Severus stopped, and then turned towards the two younger wizards. He did admire the way they looked together: ebony hair and tanned skin against hair of silver gilt and skin like alabaster. Draco reminded him a great deal of Lucius as a teenager, and also reminded him of the reasons why he had started a relationship with the elder Malfoy, all those years ago in school.

�What do you want, Draco?� Severus asked softly. He had an idea of what the young man wanted, but he was unsure of how Harry would handle it.

�I love you,� Draco said softly. He felt Harry stiffen at his words and he hastened to explain himself.

�I love both of you,� he explained. �You don�t know how jealous I was at Grimmauld Place. I know when you started seeing one another. I wanted to climb into bed with you, join you.�

�What do you think your father would say?� Severus asked.

Draco turned his head without relinquishing his hold on Harry. He smiled at Severus, his silver eyes nearly glowing.

�He said I couldn�t have picked better men,� Draco replied. �He said that if we could bind our magics together, that we could defeat the Dark Lord and destroy his soul. He told me that he thought the key to fulfilling the prophecy lay in your love for Harry, his love for you, and my love for you both. He said love could amplify a wizard�s power, or destroy it.�

�Lucius said something this evening,� Severus said, his face haunted. �He said that I should never turn aside love, because it could be my salvation or damnation one day.� He locked his gaze with Harry�s as he spoke, and the link created between their minds during their Occlumency lessons opened at his touch.

//Well, Harry?// he asked. //You were not raised to our ways. What he is proposing is unorthodox, but not unknown. Lucius often spoke of making a formal arrangement with me, but Narcissa would not tolerate it.//

//You mean this is okay?// Harry asked, his incredulity coloring his thoughts a bright orange-red, with streaks of blue hope and spikes of dark crimson excitement accenting it.

//You mean that we could see each other, together, and it would be allowed?// Harry questioned further.

//It is not usual, Harry,// Severus cautioned. //It is as commented on, and sometimes derided, as homosexuality in the Muggle world.//

//What do you think, Sev?// Harry only called him that in intimate moments. The use of the nickname told Severus that he had already made up his mind.

//I love him too, Harry,// Severus replied. //I chose you, but that does not mean I don�t love him.//

//That�s another quality we share.// Harry replied, and then turned his attention to the young man in his arms.

Draco was surprised when he felt Harry nuzzle into his hair, and felt the Gryffindor�s arms encircle him tightly. He had never dared hope that his spontaneous confession would lead to anything more than an unburdening of his heart. He lifted his head to question Harry�s actions only to have his lips stolen by the other wizard.

Harry plundered Draco�s mouth with abandon. He had harbored secret desires for the Slytherin for a couple of years, but had kept his thoughts to himself. Now, he did not have to. He could have both of the men that he cherished. He felt Severus staring and raised his eyes to meet the ebony orbs of his older lover. With a great deal of effort, he wrested his mouth from Draco�s, leaving the Slytherin panting, his eyes glazed with lust.

�Are you just going to watch, Sev,� he taunted. �Or do you plan on joining us sometime soon?�

�I was waiting for the tide of adolescent hormones to ebb,� Severus said sardonically. �We would all be more comfortable in bed. Tomorrow, proper papers need to be filed with the Ministry, before Narcissa gets to the wrong people.�

�Already taken care of, my boy,� Dumbledore�s voice, coming from the fireplace, made all three of them jump.

�Mrs. Malfoy attempted to take her case directly to the Minister of Magic,: Dumbledore said, his eyes twinkling even in the fire. �She found him singularly unsympathetic, since it was Lucius� defection that resulted in the attack. The minister regards that defection as the ultimate gesture of sanity, as well as Severus� actions as a spy. The papers to activate Mr. Malfoy�s will are already being owled to the Ministry, along with papers to keep Narcissa out of the Malfoy vaults. I would suggest that you all get a good night�s sleep.�

Dumbledore withdrew from the fire, leaving all three of them staring at each other in embarrassment.

�Bugger this,� Draco said. He used his arms around Harry to start him on his way to the bedroom.

�I�m not letting either that meddlesome old coot or my dried-up shrew of a mother spoil this for me,� he continued as he and Harry approached Severus. He continued on with Harry until they reached the doorway that led to the bedroom. Then, Draco looked over his shoulder and smirked at his Head of House.

�Are you coming, or not?�

�If you think for one moment, Mr. Malfoy,� Severus said, in his best �Professor Snape� tone. �That I am going to allow you free reign with my lover without me present, you are sadly mistaken.�

�That�s my greasy git,� Harry murmured, smiling at Draco. �He likes to think he�s in charge all of the time.�

�Is he?� the blonde asked. Harry cocked his head in thought, conscious of Severus� presence behind them.

�Yeah,� he admitted. �Most of the time, he is.�

�Good,� Draco said, smiling at Harry. �That�s how I�d like it.�

Once in the bedroom, an awkward silence fell between the three wizards. Harry had no idea how to proceed from where they were. He was accustomed to making love to Severus, but how could he possibly make love to both of them?

Fortunately, Severus� experience and Draco�s desires solved the problem.

Draco nuzzled his way up Harry�s neck to his ear and suckled the earlobe until Harry thought he was going to lose his mind.

Harry felt his pajamas being removed, but he wasn�t even certain about who was doing it until the man�s hands touched his bare skin. They were smaller than he was used to, and callused from clutching a broom.

Harry opened his eyes to see Severus removing Draco�s pajamas slowly, having quickly disrobed himself. Black eyes met emerald as Severus began sliding his hands over Draco�s body, drawing moans from the younger Slytherin, which sent the most delightful vibrations through Harry�s body.

Harry�s hands seemed to have developed a mind of their own as they roamed every pale inch of Draco�s skin. He felt Draco�s hands running over his body, causing even more delightful sensations to set his nerves on fire.

Neither boy heard the sounds of a lid being removed from a jar. Harry was jolted out of his sensory overload when Draco gasped and clutched at him, once more burying his face in Harry�s neck. Harry looked down Draco�s back to see Severus� hands on the alabaster skin, one slender finger, shining with lubricant, disappearing into the cleft of Draco�s cheeks.

Harry wrapped his arms around Draco, kissing his sensitive ear and running his hands up and down the Slytherin�s back, as he shuddered and gasped while Severus loosened him up gradually until three of the potions master�s fingers fit inside him.

Once he had Draco suitably loosened, Severus lubricated his shaft and carefully positioned himself, acutely aware that this might be Draco�s first time. He wanted to make it pleasurable for him.

Draco�s head raised abruptly as Severus pressed against his entrance. As he felt Severus begin to enter him, he let out a sound that was somewhere between a moan and a wail. Without thinking of the consequences, Draco pushed back, sheathing Severus halfway, much faster than the older wizard intended. Draco cried out, but continued pushing back until he had Severus completely inside him.

Harry was seized by a sudden inspiration. He slid out from under Draco, grabbed the jar of lubrication and started preparing himself as fast as he could. Since he and Severus made love regularly, the preparations did not take long. The inspiration of watching Severus slowly pump in and out of Draco only made Harry more eager to finish.

When he was ready, Harry carefully reinserted himself between the bed and Draco, then reached out and gently grasped Draco�s blood-red shaft in one hand. He was met with an inarticulate moan and an automatic pumping in and out of his hand. He kept the pressure too light to allow Draco any relief, though, as he guided the other wizard to his entrance and nodded to Severus over Draco�s shoulder.

As if they had discussed it before, Severus thrust a bit harder, pushing Draco into Harry. The head of Draco�s shaft breached Harry and both younger wizards groaned as he continued the forward motion, pushing himself completely inside Harry�s body. Severus saw Harry wince after a bit, but his own withdrawl from Draco eased the pressure up on the former Gryffindor.

It seemed to go on forever, after that. Severus� forward motion would cause Draco�s, and Harry clenched around the rod inside him each time he was filled. They all wanted it to last forever, and they all knew that it had to end.

Draco felt himself begin to babble as he reached the limits of his control. The feeling of being filled was beyond anything his father had described, and the tightness around his shaft as he slid in and out of Harry was even better. The two of them at once was enough to make him want to sing, dance, and burst into tears, all at once. He didn�t want to quicken his pace, but he found himself doing so without any thought on his part.

As Draco�s pumping in and out of him became more frantic, and his own orgasm approached, Harry felt something unusual happening. He opened his eyes and was startled to realize that all three of them, joined together in a most intimate fashion, were glowing slightly. If the candles in the room hadn�t guttered out, Harry might never have seen it.

�Sev,� he moaned, unsure whether he would be heard over Draco�s babbling. Severus� eyes opened and widened in surprised a mere second before Draco cried out, emptying himself into Harry. The feeling of Draco�s body clenching around him was Severus� undoing, and he leaned his head against the sweaty back of the young man beneath him as he came explosively, spurting into Draco. As he did, he heard Harry cry out, indicating that he, too, had reached completion.

All three wizards blacked out for a brief moment, but that moment was long enough for their magics to combine irrevocably, making them partners for life.

Severus regained consciousness first. He gently withdrew from Draco, murmured a cleaning spell, and then shook the other two awake.

Two more cleaning spells and some stumbling and fumbling later, all three wizards were warmly tangled together in Severus� bed, Harry sandwiched in between the other two.

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