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Broken Angel	By : haileybeth Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 30024 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 6
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Severus moved slowly down the hall, past Draco’s door and headed for the Master bedroom with Harry in his arms. He was nervous about keeping Harry in their rooms, but he knew that he could not leave the boy alone for any reason at the moment. Looking around the room he muttered a quick spell to transfigure the wing back chair by the fire into a bed, before laying the young man down. Sitting beside Harry he looked the new wounds over with a critical eye before he cast a few diagnostic spells to determine how his body was handling the overload. Shaking his head he realized that they were running out of time, it wouldn’t be long before the lust spell kicked in and then they were going to have a serious problem on their hands. Closing his eyes he held his wand firmly as he set to try and untie the spells that were around his mates core that he knew he could undo, the sexual repression spell was the first one he wanted to undo, he would not hurt his mate by taking his pleasure and leaving his mate with nothing but discomfort and more than likely pain.
Draco watched from the door not certain what was going on with his mate but he could tell that Severus was deeply worried and upset. Leaning on the door frame he waited he wanted to know more about what was going on with Harry, he wanted to help, he felt the urge to help and if they told him that he couldn’t help, it would upset him greatly. Yawning, he caught himself nodding off and looking up at the clock he realized with a start he had been standing there watching for over two hours and that Severus was starting to stir from the bed. Softly calling his elf he asked for wine and some pudding, they had skipped afters and now he wanted them.
“You can come in Draco…” Severus called softly realizing that he was standing by the door watching his every move. Standing he tucked his mate into bed before turning to sit in one of the other chairs by the fire as Draco joined him. “Are you alright?” he asked seeing the worry in his eyes.
“What’s wrong with him? What were you doing?” Draco asked softly as his elf popped in with what he had requested. Reaching for the wine he looked to Harry then back to Severus. “Can I help?” he asked softly watching his mate with worried eyes.
Severus reached for his wine with a soft sigh “He’s in bad shape, I’m shocked that he is up and around to be honest.” He said softly knowing that he couldn’t lie to his mate. Slowly he outlined every nasty detail that they had uncovered and what he was trying to do to fix the ones that he could fix.
“That is horrible….” Draco whispered softly as he set his wine down, stood and moved to Harry. Looking down at his mate he reached out and ran a hand through his hair. “How did the Dark Lord get him?” he asked softly “How did no one realize where he was?”
“That is two questions out of many, we believe that he was never aloud out and the only person that ever really saw him was that Healer. I plan on finding that Healer and demanding to know why she never told anyone about Harry being there.” Severus growled softly clearly wanting to tear the Healer apart. “I also plan on tracking down the Dursley’s and find out what they know.”
“I hope we can put him back together.” Draco whispered softly watching his mate sleep in what he recognized as a Healing coma. “I want to help Severus; I don’t want to be kept out of this…”
Severus stood and moved to hold his mate, “I am glad to hear you say that, and you will help love, we will teach you how to help him.” Severus promised softly.
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Three days later Lucius stood in front of a modest home and looking around he prayed this was the right home. He had already gone to seven homes to be turned away and told that the man he was looking for was no longer living there or had never lived there. He had checked in with Severus several times and was pleased that everything was alright and that Harry was still out cold under a Healing coma that Severus had placed in him. Taking a deep breath he strode up the path and headed to the front door. Knocking softly he waited wondering if anyone was home. Knocking again he finally heard what he was waiting for the soft call of “I’m Coming” and the sound of feet. As the door opened he was relieved that a man opened the door, a man that looked so much like his mate.
“Can I help you?” he asked looking Lucius over, he knew this man, this was the man he thought he would never see again and yet here he was and he wondered why?
“I’m looking for a man by the name of Kyle Truman.” Lucius said truthfully hoping that he would turn him away. Seeing the pain in his eyes though he knew that this was the man that he was looking for “Please, my mate is his son and…”
“Come in.” the man whispered stepping aside a moment to allow Lucius to enter the house, leading him into the study he gestured to the seat. “Please Lucius have a seat.”
Lucius stopped short “You know me?!” he asked trying not to look stunned, he didn’t know this man, how in the hell did he know him? Looking the man over trying to think if he had ever seen him before the only place he could think of was school, but he had never talked to him before now.
“How could I not, I left my firstborn son in your care.” Kyle whispered softly looking away, “I loved Draco so much, I loved his Mum just as much and I had to give them to you.” He whispered softly looking hurt, “Then Cissa was killed all because she defied that man.” He then turned to Lucius his eyes going cold. “Why didn’t you protect her? Why her?!” he demanded suddenly looking irate and clearly blaming Lucius.
“I tried, I was sent away on a stupid mission, he showed up at the Manor, he went after Draco and she, being the Mum she was, stepped in between just as I stepped into the Manor, I never had a chance to stop him.” Lucius admitted softly not wanting to fight with the man. “I know that this is hard, I know that you are hurting, but please, Draco needs you, he wants to meet you and talk to you. I’ve tried so hard to explain everything to him but I’ve just hurt him more…” Lucius admitted softly watching Kyle closely. “He needs to know about the others as well.”
“How did you know? Cissa said she never told you.” Kyle whispered looking suspicious, as he glanced around a moment.
“She left pictures for me to share with Draco, I’ve not shown him the pictures yet, I don’t want to hurt him anymore than I already have and if he realizes what it means then he’s probably going to be very upset.” Lucius reasoned softly.
Kyle sat down looking at his hands. “I never wanted to lose contact with him and it hurt so bad when Cissa said that it was for the best. Please? When can I see my son?” he asked softly.
“How long will it take you to pack?” Lucius grinned pleased that he had given in so easily, but then if he were in his place, he would have given in easily as well if it had been his true son.
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Harry woke slowly and looked around the room, he wasn’t in his rooms, he was in a room with book shelves that lined the entire room and were full from floor to ceiling. Sitting up he saw the large desk that was near the window and one of his Masters was behind the desk, reading. Looking down he slowly rose and knelt by the bed he was in.
Severus looked up at the sound of moving fabric he was pleased to see Harry up but he sighed seeing that he was kneeling again. Rising he moved to his mate hoping that he had at least fixed some of the damage “Harry? How are you feeling?” he asked hoping to coax the young man into talking to him.
Harry looked around confused again, it was clear that his Master was speaking to him but he was still not use to anyone calling him by any other name than Boy, and to have his Master ask how he was feeling was weird, his old Master never did that. “Fine Master” He whispered softly and clearly uncertain about the question and why he was being asked.
Severus watched Harry a moment and made a decision “Why don’t we get you into a bath and then some food in you before we go any further.” He suggested softly as Draco entered the study.
“May Boy ask Master a question?” Harry whispered keeping his voice soft and low hoping to please this man.
“You can always ask questions Harry, never be afraid to ask questions.” Severus encouraged wanting Harry to open up and learn about who they were and about the life he was supposed to live.
“What is a bath?” Harry asked not glancing up from the floor where his eyes where trained on. This was one thing that he knew and knew well and he would not look up until he was told to.
Draco reeled back as if he had been slapped. “How did you get clean at your old home?” he asked looking to Severus for a little reassurance that the question was not going to set anything off.
“I would stand in a bucket and the house elves washed me with cold water.” Harry answered softly hoping that they were not getting angry with him but he could tell something was wrong.
“That’s not a bath, that is a cold and barbaric way to wash someone, come on Harry stand up and I’ll help you bathe.” Severus was pleased that Harry stood but he was worried that Harry was now trembling in fear. “It’s alright Harry, I think you will come to enjoy bathes, especially nice warm ones.” He smiled softly leading him to the Master bedroom. He started to run the bath with warm water, and poured so lavender into the bath. Glancing at his mate he could see the confusion in his eyes and he smiled softly. “Come on love, let’s get your clothes off.” He encouraged softly.
Harry quickly stripped and then waited for further instructions, when he was asked to step into the bath he stood in the warm water confused. Glancing up a little he watched as Severus poured a little bubble bath into the water. “Master?” he asked softly.
“Sit love, this is bubble bath, it’s Lucius’ favorite.” Severus smiled trying to keep his tone light hoping that his little lover wouldn’t become upset, but he was pleased when Harry slowly eased himself into the bath.
Harry ran a hand through the bubbles with curious eyes before glancing just slightly upwards at Severus watching him a moment, clearly hesitating, but when nothing happened he ran his hand through the bubbles again. “What are they for Master?” he asked softly not seeing any point in the foam.
“To help relax you and make you smile.” Severus answered sitting beside the bathtub to walk Harry though how to wash himself and take care of himself. Reaching for the flannel he explained what he wanted Harry to do but when Harry gave him a blank look mentally sighed and slowly started to bathe Harry.
Harry tensed when the flannel touched his skin for the first time, closing his eyes he waited for the blows and harsh words, when they didn’t come he slowly relaxed and allowed Severus to continue with what he was doing. Glancing at the younger man that was standing by the door he wondered who he was, he had spoken to him once but hadn’t spoken since. Looking away he watched Severus a moment trying to figure out why it felt so good.
Severus smiled softly, “I like nice long baths, it feels good to just relax and let go.” Severus smiled softly relieved to see that his young mate was relaxing into the bath and that he was allowing the contact, but with the training that was beaten into him he knew that Harry would expect to be hit or punished if he fought back but he was pleased that they were making a little progress. Sitting back he allowed Harry to just sit in the bath to get used to it.
Draco watched fascinated by the innocent look in his mates eyes and the complete confusion, he looked so young and so lost all at the same time. “Should I find Harry some clothes Severus?” He asked softly not wanting to startle his mate but wanting to do something.
“That would be wonderful, thank you Draco.” Severus nodded with a faint smile in his direction before he turned back to Harry noticing that he was no longer smiling and that he was starting to tremble slightly. “Harry? What’s wrong love?”
Harry shook his head feeling that something was wrong, he shouldn’t be happy, he didn’t deserve anything that they were giving him. “I’m sorry Master…” he whispered not certain why he was apologizing but so used to saying the words.
“Come, let’s get you dried off and dressed and we will sit and talk.” Severus suggested reaching to help his mate out of the tub, not realizing what that touch was about to do to his young mate.
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Lucius entered the Manor with a smile, until he realized that something was seriously wrong. Stepping into the entry way with Kyle beside him he froze seeing Draco out cold on the floor laying there as if he had been thrown against the wall. “Oh God.” He muttered running to where Draco was sprawled out checking for a pulse and breathing a little easier when he found it.
“Lucius? Is he breathing?” Severus called out clearly worried as he pinned Harry against him as his mate fought and cried out in fear and pain.
“Yes.” Lucius turned to make for Severus but paused when Severus stopped him.
“Get Draco out of here, worry about Draco, he took a hard hit, make certain he’s alright!” Severus suggested not wanting his mate in harm’s way anymore than he already was. “Easy Harry, come on calm down.”
Kyle watched the scene clearly afraid of what he was seeing, one thing was certain his son was hurt and hurt by someone in the house and that he didn’t like. Following Lucius he motioned to the ones behind him wanting to protect them as much as he was wanting to protect Draco at the moment. “Lucius?” he asked watching as he picked up Draco from the floor.
“Follow me.” Lucius moved into the study wanting answers as to what in the hell had happened, Severus told him that he could handle the house but at the moment it was clear something had gone wrong, seriously wrong. Laying his mate on the sofa he ran a hand through his hair and cast a few spells to determine how hurt he was. “It’s his empathy; he must have tried to use it again…”
“Is he alright? What in the Hell is going on?” Kyle demanded watching Lucius fearful for Draco. “Why is that young man screaming?” He asked watching Lucius.
“That young man is part of our mate hood, it’s hard to explain and I’m not certain what happened just now but I intend to find out…” Lucius was about to say more when the door opened and Harry ran in looking around wildly and to Lucius it was clear he wasn’t truly seeing anything. Glancing to Severus who was hot on his heels he nodded and lunged grabbing Harry by the wrist and pinning him to the floor.
Severus moved in quickly and pulling a muggle syringe out he quickly gave his mate a shot in the arm of a calming potion. “It’ll act quickly its going straight to the blood stream.” He whispered and true enough Harry stopped fighting. Taking a deep breath he glanced to Draco. “How’s Dray?” he asked softly clearly worried.
“Mentally shattered at the moment, what happened Severus? You said you could handle the house.” Lucius asked picking himself up and laying Harry on the opposite sofa before moving to the sofa he had Draco on. Picking his mate up he held him knowing that if he didn’t have the contact he was going to be in agony.
Severus sat beside Draco and Lucius ignoring the others in the room at the moment, “It was going so well, I had him in the bath for the first time, Draco was standing by the door. Harry was asking questions, he was starting to open a little. Then Draco asked if he should get Harry some clothes and the next thing I knew Harry was shaking he wouldn’t look up at me. I touched him to help him out of the bath and something snapped, he ran out of the room and down the stairs. Draco was right behind him and before I could stop him Draco tried to calm him using his gift and I think it ended up trigging a memory, what memory I don’t know but Draco was thrown into the wall before I could react and Harry was caught in his memory. Draco?” he called softly reaching out to gently touch his cheek.
Draco whimpered in pain, mental pain, he could feel the memory that he had triggered and he curled into himself sobbing. “Stop the pain….” He muttered feeling the hands on him to try to help him rebalance; he was so out of it with the pain he didn’t even registering that he was in Lucius’ lap.
“It wasn’t you love, relax, deep breaths, rebalance….” Severus and Lucius both whispered wanting to know desperately what that memory was but not wanting to push him before he was ready to tell them and they knew that he would, just like with the last memory.
Draco took a deep breath and after a moment his mind realized what had happened and that it wasn’t him but his mate. “Oh God, that was stupid, please don’t let me do that again!” he muttered into Lucius’s chest and cried.
Severus rubbed his back hoping to help him out of the pain and the memory. “You were trying to help and normally that would work, unfortunately with Harry, it triggered the memory…” he whispered.
“It was an old memory…” Draco whispered. “It wasn’t one from his time with Voldamort.” He admitted softly as he turned red rimmed eyes to Severus “There was a huge man, fat man, disgustingly fat man, just beating him, screaming at him…” he muttered shaking his head to try an clear it. “When I tried to pull the link his magic lashed out, I think it was trying to protect him, like it does when we are little. The next think I knew…” he trailed off not certain what in the hell he was going to do if he couldn’t use his gift to help calm his mate. “I’m sorry Severus.”
“Dray, you may have just given me the key to helping him love, this mess up may be a blessing.” Severus stroked his cheek pleased that he was allowing Lucius to hold him.
“You have no reason to be sorry love, you did what you thought was best and were trying to help.” Lucius spoke softly looking down at him.
Draco suddenly realized it was not Severus’s lap that he was sitting on, looking up his eyes went wide. “You’re home!? When? Did you find him?” he began rattling off questions as fast as they popped into his mind and blushed when Lucius placed a finger on his lips.
“I found him, in fact he is here.” Lucius nodded to Kyle and was pleased that he looked concerned.
Draco slowly stood feeling a little unsteady, looking at his Father he realized that there were more people behind him, feeling the tears at the realization of who those people where he shook his head. “I see now…” he nodded before bolting out of the room heedless to his Fathers and mates calling for him.
Kyle turned to Lucius. “What is the world, why did he leave?” he asked.
Severus stood “He feels that you don’t want him because of them, he probably believes that you only came to say good bye.” He reasoned looking to Lucius.
“I knew he was going to take it hard, let me speak to him.” Lucius stood calling for the house elf to start supper and to bring him some wine, he knew that this talk was not going to be an easy talk but it was one that his son needed, and he needed to understand that his Father did want him.
“Let me go with you please?” Kyle begged wanting to get his son alone to try and talk to him, seeing the look in Lucius’ eyes he knew that he was fighting himself but was pleased when he nodded.
Severus kissed Lucius’ softly, “I’ll watch over them and Harry, he should sleep for a little bit that calming draft directly to the blood would knock anyone out.” He smirked “Once he wakes we will see what will become of this.”
“I’m sorry that I jump to conclusions about what happened…” Lucius started but stopped when Severus smirked and told him that they would talk later and that Draco needed him more at that moment. Nodding he moved off up the stairs in search of his mate. “I’m sorry you had to see that, I was hoping that our young mate would be a little more stable by now.”
“It looks like you need a mind Healer for him Lucius.” Kyle hinted not wanting to intrude but it was clear they were struggling with the young man and he didn’t want Draco hurt any more by that young man.
“I don’t think that he would allow any Healer near him at the moment, there is a reason why but I don’t want to get into it.” Lucius sighed as they reached Draco’s door. Stopping he knocked softly hoping that he wouldn’t put up too much of a fight. Hearing the muffled “Go Away!” he shook his head “Draco? Please love, let us in so we can talk…”
“Why? What good would it do? He doesn’t want me.” Draco called through the door as the tears fell even faster and he was helpless to stop them. Feeling the pain of what is mate went through and then to find out his real Father didn’t want him was a hurt that was overwhelming.
Lucius tried the door and was pleased to find the door unlocked opening it he spotted his mate by the large bay window, his eyes were closed, his cheeks were wet and he was leaning against the cool glass. “Wait here a second…” He whispered to Kyle before he stepped into the room and moving to his mate.
Draco knew that he was no longer alone and cursed himself for not locking the door, looking up at Lucius he shook his head not wanting him to be there. “Please, just leave…” he whispered his eyes were red rimmed, the dark circles under his eyes and the pain that was hidden in his eyes was clear.
Lucius pulled a chair close to the window, “No, I will not leave because I need to talk to you, even if you don’t want to talk, just listen…” He encouraged softly. “I know you are hurting and not just from the vision, what happened down stairs was a shock, but your Father does want you Draco.”
Draco shook his head, “No he doesn’t; how could he?” Draco whispered brokenly, “Now I know why he never came around.” He said bitterly. “I wasn’t good enough for him.”
“He stayed away because of me…” Lucius whispered softly. “Your Mum wanted to protect you, she was afraid you would become confused and tell me about you visiting another man, so she stopped taking you, told your Father that it was for the best. He wants to talk to you love, the first words out of his mouth was when could he see you.”
“How could he want me?” He spat bitterly looking out the window again. “He has…” he never got to finish before there was a hand on his shoulder.
“I still love you; I still want you, the last day that I held you I cried because I never wanted that day to end. When your Mum left with you it broke me and to see you again heals the pain that I have been holding in for the last 18 years.” Kyle whispered softly looking down at his son with as much pain in his eyes as Draco. “Can we talk?” he asked softly pleading silently with his heart that his first born would listen to him and that they could work it out.
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