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Ghost Magic	By : Sealpotter Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 15929 -:- Recommendations : 4 -:- Currently Reading : 2
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters associated with the books/movies and I never have and never will make any money from the writing of this story.

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A/N~ here is the next chapter, and here we have some discourse and interesting events.

SlythindorMalfoy - I can't tell you how long I have waited to respond to you... LOL I'm sure you can guess. My reply to your Sanctuary review will probably be much longer... Ha. So... You may want to go find my story "Sweet Dreams" Draco is top on that one. (100% top). I don't think there really will be a true top or true bottom in this one either, mainly because this is a threesome, sort of like a sandwich and a salad, it gets all mixed up :D Hope you like the next chapter.

Meechypoo - Harry's insecurities are what has not been meddled with so far by the ghosts. But that is why he will match so well with his bonded men.

djaddict - Keep reading. I really just stop chapters where they feel right... so yes I guess I am mean... lol I want you coming back for more.

elisabetta - Thank you! I hope you keep reading and enjoying this story.

Samantha - Thank you for your review...

Staar - Harry does have a penchant for self-depreciation. Sorry but FF is now updated :D

PerilLover - Thank you, that means so much to be bookmarked... WOW!

Snape_lust - Thank you for your review. I understand the conflict, I really do. I have not left out the damage, but you also have to remember that Harry's view of Snape is skewed by the memories he viewed, prior to killing Voldemort. And he is always harder on himself. The bonding does not mean they are now in love. They are yes attracted to each other, but not yet in love.

And war will change how you view things like bullying. I write from a position of having been there. Depression, bullying, and yes in fact war too. Adult perspectives change how you view the events of the past, but they do not change how they shaped you.
Keep reading, I hope you like this next chapter.

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Chapter 6

Professor McGonagall stood staring at the hat outside the Headmaster's office. Evidently she would never be the Headmistress and that suited her fine. Severus for all his complaining, would just have to keep the post... Now she pondered what the hat meant for Draco and Harry... Albus had loved puzzles, he would know... But he was not here and she had to figure things out herself. She mused and stepped up to the Headmaster's office staring at the portrait above the chair.

"Albus... you old fool... I'm sure you know what the sorting Hat said... so tell me what you make of it before I go batty." Minerva ordered.

The old headmaster merely smiled politely, tipped his wizarding hat to her and winked.

She cursed.

"Now... Minnie dear..." Albus started.

"Don't you 'Minnie' me..." She started, but that had the old coot howling...

"What?" She growled.

"If you only watched American muggle movies my dear, they do so go well with popcorn and lemon drops..." Albus chuckled.

"Well are you going to help or not?" She asked, one hand on her hip and a glare in her eyes.

"Seems simple to me... Defender..."

"Defense against the Dark Arts Professor... Yes, that position is open." She stated, "But that would be Malfoy... I thought Harry might be more suited..."

"It said what he does best... Think Minnie... what is one thing we all know he does better than anyone... You discovered it, dear..." Albus said encouragingly.

Her eyes widened then she smiled, "of course... flying!"

Albus winked at her and walked out of the portrait.

She hummed to herself as she thought about it... that would leave Madam Hooch for just coaching Quidditch teams later after Harry had been trained.

Deep down in the heart of the school Harry was lost in himself once again, his mind falling into the traps of demons and nightmares. His mind snared in the traps of the perils of war. War can steal the sanity of even the bravest of men, and lay waste to hope.   Hate was something that seemed to not have a true hold on Harry, but regret and guilt were more insidious as they were silent in their hold. He never really hated anyone, he just did not roll over for others to completely crush him. Yet, he knew that deep down he was not worthy, he was guilty for so many wrongs.

His eyes traced each letter etched into the wall trying to remember the faces. He was startled out of his reverie when he found arms snaking around each side of him.   He was turned, so that his face was pressed into a strong dark chest, and his back was blanketed by another heated body. It did not matter to Harry who it was that was finally holding him. The touch from someone outside his dreams was enough to break the dam that was holding back years of need and pain.   Harry’s body gave way under the wracking sobs that convulsed through him. His knees buckled, yet he stood, someone cared enough to touch him and hold him despite his weakness. That was enough. Wave after wave of guilt, pain, anguish, and need flooded through him, as his weak arms barely clung to the man holding his front. Tears flowed fast and hot, pain flowed with them and so much was released that Harry thought that his heart would flow out of him with the breaking. Harry’s pain from the war was never just about the last few years, it had been a lifetime of running, hurting and silent torment. Just simple touches, they released a dam of emotions, and healed long forgotten wounds.

Severus and Draco just held on tight. Harry had seemed so strong, for so long he had been the bearer of weights too heavy for anyone person to bear. Severus let his own tears fall, his heart broke for the man in his arms, and he looked to see the same tears flowing from Draco’s grey eyes as well. All they could do for each other now was be strong, when any one of them was weak, if only for a moment or for a lifetime. They stayed like that, until Harry’s sobs became a mild shaking. Severus looked at Draco and conveyed the need to get them back to the sofa. Draco only nodded and Severus moved only slightly. Draco broke his hold so Severus could cradle Harry’s shaking form as they made their way back.

Draco settled to one side with Severus on the other, positioning Harry between them. Not once did the dark haired savior look up. He was so lost in his own turmoil. Severus lifted Harry’s chin so that he could see Harry’s face. Even with his eyes closed Harry was a very handsome man, and he could appreciate it through the eyes that the mysterious bond had given him. No longer were his eye clouded with hatred or sorrow. That was gone now, and he could see Harry for himself beyond the mask of the father or the ghost of the mother. And Harry was a sight to behold. Draco’s hand stayed settled on Harry’s shoulder, hoping to convey as much comfort as possible. The blond felt all the righteous and prideful anger he had once held had been cleansed away. It seemed only compassion remained.

Severus’ hand warmed under Harry’s chin, he wished to see the emerald eyes open and shine once more, but there were walls that needed to be broken. He looked over at Draco, who smiled back at him and nodded, then he dipped his head to press his lips softly to the tear stained ones of the broken man.

Soft white light seemed to fill Harry’s eyes as the brilliance of the small kiss broke over him. This was no clumsy stolen kiss, no teenage wet mashing. This was pure, sweet and fire. Harry’s mouth opened under the shock of the kiss, only to have his tongue caressed softly by an enticing flavor of spice attached to the other tongue. The kiss was stopped abruptly only to be renewed again as his head was turned and a sweet honeyed flavored tongue replaced the other, sending Harry into a dizzying drunken state. He moaned softly, and his dark thoughts seemed to dissipate under the onslaught as his mouth was traded once again to the dominating mouth. His body was boneless and weak, yet he was afraid to open his eyes. He was afraid his mind had finally broken under the pressure and this euphoria was just part of his imagination. Whispers of his name, though were enough to cause him to open his eyes. They met the obsidian of Severus Snape, and Harry gasped again. There was so much emotion floating there. A connection so deep that Harry was afraid to examine it. He turned to find piercing grey eyes that seemed to connect directly to his shattered soul. He spoke the only words he could in the moment before utter exhaustion took him.

“Help me.”

Draco was mesmerized as he watched Severus coax something from Harry as he kissed the dark haired wizard. He wanted to taste the beautiful mouth that moaned so sweetly under Severus’ ministrations, and he got his chance, turning that beautiful face to his lips. He slid in where the potions master had been, and tangled his tongue with Harry’s and was instantly in bliss, the wild taste would be entirely addicting. Severus took Harry’s mouth back for a brief kiss.

Severus knew he could lose himself in these moments, the haven of wild that he found in Harry was compelling. He watched with a hooded gaze as Draco kissed Harry and his groin tightened another notch, they were exquisite together. Another kiss, another moan, and Severus pulled back and called to Harry softly. Green eyes full of wonder met his own and he felt more in that moment than he had in 20 years. Want, need, compassion, care… so many things pulling him to his two bonded men. He watched as Harry’s shocked gaze twisted to Draco and his heart ached at Harry’s plea as the boy slumped into the sofa, eyes rolling back.

“He is exhausted… We probably should move him to my quarters.” Severus stated, standing and picking Harry up into his arms.

“I feel the need to stay with you both.” Draco stated.

Severus nodded, “There seems to be a bond between all of us. I will not deny the attraction I felt towards both of you. If this is uncomfortable, Draco, then we need to have others look into what kind of bond this is and what can be done about it.”

Draco blushed, “I seem to be of the same mind, so I say we just work with it. Explore our connection and possibly see if Harry can heal with us.”

Severus smiled, “Let’s be on our way then, I think sleep is called for. Rest for all of us will do everyone some good.”

Severus shifted Harry in his arms and they made their way out of the Chamber not noticing the smiling group of founders huddled in a corner.

Getting out of the Chamber of Secrets was definitely not as easy as getting in, but they managed with not so much of the disgusting filth left in the vestibule of it clinging to their robes. Once safely inside Severus’ rooms, he placed Harry on the bed, only to have to return to the sitting room when a knock sounded on the door. Draco stood from his position on the sofa, and looked towards the door.   Severus opened it to see a smiling Minerva. He gestured her into the room and offered her a seat.

Minerva looked at both Draco and Severus, she had caught a glance of Harry’s form in the bedroom and sighed just a bit. She sat opposite Draco on an armchair, with just a hint of surprise to see Severus and Draco sit together, and the Potions master’s arm stretch protectively around the blond’s shoulders.

“It seems that Ghost magic is at work according to Professor Binns,” Minerva started.

Severus nodded and quickly added, “Harry talked about seeing the ghosts of the founders.”

Minerva’s eyes widened just a bit, “That would explain the hat.”

“Hat?” Draco asked.

“The sorting hat. The blasted thing went into a fairly long riddle of a song. So it seems that we have some things to discuss.” She stated.

The other two just blinked a bit while waiting for her to continue.

“Severus, you are to continue on as the Headmaster.” She watched Severus’ eyebrow go up in concern, but she continued anyway, “Draco, after you graduate, you are meant to stay on as the Defense against the Dark Arts Professor.” She watched the silver eyes widen, but he held his tongue, “And our dear Harry… Will be getting the flying coach position, under Madam Hooch at first of course, and then full time when she moves to Quidditch coach.” Draco’s smile was brilliant.

“Why not have Harry teach Defense?” Severus asked.

“It seems that what was intended with this magic was to make his life simple and many of us who know him, understand that other than friends and family, his next greatest love is flying.” She stated.

“Since first year, Harry has taken to flying so well. If I’m not mistaken, it probably has been an outlet for him, we just never really noticed.” Draco said with much insight.

Severus took that information and mulled it over, that would explain a few things.

“I think we can all discuss this and other matters later, we are all exhausted, as I am sure most everyone left in the castle is.” Severus stated.
“Yes, but I am sure you are aware that as chosen Headmaster, the rooms you occupy will have to be changed to the Headmaster’s quarters. It has been explained to me that as soon as you leave these rooms, they will seal themselves and you will find everything moved as needed. Draco, you my dear will be sharing quarters with Severus and Harry… it seems the bond has included you three into a unique situation. The castle, as always, will accommodate you all.” She informed them, “Your things from your dorms and any existing homes that you use regularly will be waiting for you. Anything further, will be moved as requested. And Draco, your parents are waiting to talk to you, they are as of yet unaware of your current circumstances, and the Aurors are waiting to talk to you as well.” Her eyes looked down. Draco nodded.

“Draco and I will take Harry to our new quarters, Minerva. You can have the Aurors and Draco’s parents meet us there for any talks they wish to have.” Severus stated.

“Of course, Severus.” She stated and stood. She walked quickly to the door and left to find the Malfoys and the Aurors.

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