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No Obvious Truths	By : Danyealle Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 64502 -:- Recommendations : 8 -:- Currently Reading : 32
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Chapter 9

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Sitting up in bed the following morning, Harry was slowly eating a bowl of porridge with fruit in it. As his stomach was upset, he didn't think he could handle some of the other things he had been offered. He did have some toast with peanut butter on it though, something he was looking forward to eating, and some tea. Tea was something his stomach was touchy on, though, so he didn't get to enjoy it much. However, he thought that he could after he got some of the thick porridge down. Taking another couple bites, he then sipped at the tea, sighing happily when it didn't make his touchy stomach ache. Taking another sip, he then took a big bite of his toast, smiling at the taste. Nibbling at it, he eyed the line of vials that were on the bedside table. From what he understood, he was going to have to take all those after he was done eating. That was on top of the ones he had taken before. That was a lot of medicine! However, it was balanced out by the fact that none of them made him nearly as sick as the ones he had gotten in the hospital. Yeah, some of them tasted really foul, enough that he thought he would get sick from them, but even the ones for pain seemed to help more than the ones the hospital gave him.

Polishing off the first slice of toast, he went back to digging into the porridge. As he had been allowed to 'doctor' it up how he liked, he was good with it. No, it didn't taste as good as the bacon and eggs he had been offered, but it wasn't bad. Hearing the door open, he looked up and smiled a little as Tom walked in with Nagini. Almost immediately, the snake came over and curled up beside him, saying good morning. Giving her head a stroke, he took another bite of his food.

Walking over, Tom seated himself by the young man then asked, “How are you feeling, Harry? Not in too much pain, I hope.”

“There is some but not like it was,” Harry told him after going to work on the second slice of toast.

Chuckling at the way the young man devoured the toast, Tom said, “Good. At least it's not bad. We have some more pain killers to give you after you're done eating.” Stopping, seeing that the young man had already polished off the toast, he asked, “Would you like some more toast? You can have what you like, Harry. We don't care what it is right now, as long as you eat.”

Eyeing the porridge, Harry then looked at Tom and grinned before saying, sheepishly, “Please? I like toast with peanut butter on it. It tastes great with the way it gets all melted into the nooks and crannies.”

“More toast it is,” Tom said with a nod, summoning Dobby to bring some more.

When Dobby appeared with another couple slices, Harry started on them.

Reaching out, Tom put a hand on Harry's leg and gave it a pat, “Eat all you want, Harry. We need to put some weight on you. If I remember right, peanut butter is high in protein. That's good and something you need.”

Nodding, Harry said nothing as he worked on the toast. After swallowing, he asked, “Where is everyone? I think I remember Draco and Narcissa telling me they were going to get my clothes. The rest-- I don't remember. Sorry.”

“You were fairly groggy, so we don't expect you to remember,” Tom chuckled. “Yes, Narcissa and Draco went to get you the things they think you will need. I believe Draco was babbling about dragon hats that move and breathe smoke. The Healer has gone home to get some rest. He's been awake since yesterday aside from some naps. He'll be back later. Right now, Severus and Lucius are down in the lab brewing some more potions. I'll be the one sitting with you for a while.”

Trying to envision the hats that were described, Harry just grinned a little. He couldn't quite get there with it but what he was seeing was something he liked. He was sure they would be brilliant. “I like Draco. He seems great!”

“And Draco likes you as well,” Tom told him sincerely. “I have a feeling the two of you will be great friends. I know, already, he's worried about you.”

“I kinda' gathered that when he asked to sleep in here last night,” Harry told him after polishing off the toast and leaning back in the bed. “Not that I mind!” He added hastily, grinning. “It's nice to have company.”

Chuckling, Tom said, “I assumed. It's the same for both of you.”

Polishing off his tea, Harry let out a contented sigh. For once, he didn't think he was going to get sick from eating and he felt full. Curling up in the bed a little, he looked at Tom then told him, “I think I'm done eating.”

“Alright, I'll get you the potions. You did good with it too, Harry. I'm pleased. Like I said, you can have what you want, when you want. For now, we're more worried about getting you to eat than what you do. If you feel the only thing you can handle is something like ice cream or something really light, that's fine. If it's a craving, say something. We'll get it for you.” Tom told him, standing to get the potions.

Settling back down, Tom began passing them off in the order that Severus labeled them. They wanted the things like stomach soothers and such to go down first so that there was a better chance of the others staying down. Explaining what each was and what it was used for, Tom waited for Harry to take them before passing off the next.

Though the first couple he took weren't bad tasting, as they got to the last couple, Harry grimaced at the foul taste. After taking the last one, the potion to help with the pain, he said, “Bleck! That's nasty!” Then he made a sour face.

“Yes, they don't have a good flavor, sorry,” Tom told him with a shake of his head. “Unfortunately, many potions are affected by things that would improve the taste. However, they work better than Muggle drugs, a plus. So, it's rather worth the taste.”

Nodding, Harry could already feel some of them taking effect because he was getting tired. Rubbing his eyes, he yawned.

“Let me help you get comfortable. You're going to be asleep shortly.” When he saw the young man nod, Tom stood then assisted him to lie down after removing the food tray and pulled the covers up over him. Rubbing his arm, he said, gently, “Sleep, Harry. Rest will only help.”

Nodding, turning onto his side and curling up, Harry muttered a slurred thanks then began to doze.

Bustling into Harry's room just before lunch, Draco had a huge grin on his face as he carried a couple bags from one of the stores in Diagon Alley. Oh, he couldn't wait to show Harry the hats he had picked out for him. Spying Harry sitting up in a chair, wrapped in a blanket, shivering slightly, face pale, his smiled dimmed. Looking at Severus, he wanted to see what was going on before he did anything.

Seeing the look on Draco's face, Severus put a hand on his shoulder then gave it a squeeze before telling him, keeping his voice low, “It's nothing to worry about, Draco. He's running a little fever from one of the potions. It's giving him the chills is all. You can go over, I'm sure he won't mind.”

Nodding, relieved it was nothing serious, Draco walked over and pulled a chair up by Harry then grinned at him, “Oh, I found you some great hats!”

Grinning a little, Harry curled up tighter in the blanket then asked, “Can I see them?” He wasn't feeling the best, though not in any real pain, so he thought something to distract him would do him some good.

Nodding, grin growing, Draco reached in and pulled out four hats. Each of them had a different color dragon on them that moved and roared softly, puffing smoke. “I didn't know what color was your favorite, so I got four different ones.”

To Harry, the hats looked like they had stuffed dragons, though very realistic looking ones, on them that were animated. Reaching out, he fingered the golden one, grinning when it looked at him, let out a very soft roar and puffed some smoke rings. “Those are brilliant, Draco!”

Looking smug, Draco nodded then grinned, “I thought you might like them.”

Grabbing the green one with spikes on its tail, Harry pulled off the sleep cap and plunked it on his head. Immediately, the dragon let out a soft roar then curled around his head and Harry felt it warm up, something he liked. “Oh, yes, this is brilliant! I like them!”

Smug look growing, Draco nodded, “Good! I'm glad you do!” Picking up one of the hats, he began to explain to Harry what breed it was and what they could do.

Standing off to the side, Severus was smirking and shaking his head as Narcissa came in carrying what looked like a huge tub of ice cream. Eyeing that, he looked at her, eyebrow arched.

Looking smug herself, she said, “We stopped at Fortescue's for Draco. I managed to get him to sell me a gallon of the ice cream he makes that’s meant for pregnant women. You know the one; it's supposed to help settle the stomach because it has a slight fizz to it. I thought it might help Harry.”

“Good idea!” Severus told her with an approving nod. That wasn't something he had thought about but it would work. At least when Harry wasn't feeling well, it would be something that could help without interacting with the potions.

Summoning Dobby to take the ice cream away, she then began to unload all the shrunken bags from her pockets then enlarging them. By the time she was done, a very large portion of the floor was littered with bags.

Smirking, Lucius chuckled, “And you talk about Tom and I spoiling someone?”

“Hush, Lucius!” She told him, shooting him a look. “These are nothing more than the basics like clothes and other necessities he'll need. The only other things are some games and books Draco thought Harry would like. He just doesn't have anything so we had to basically start over with it.”

Understanding, Tom nodded. Looking at the dragon hat Harry was wearing, Tom snickered, “Please tell me you got him some normal sleep hats. And couldn't you have talked Draco into something less gaudy?”

Looking at the bed, Narcissa let out a long-suffering sigh then shook her head. “He's eleven so there was no way to talk him out of those monstrosities. You know what they're like at that age. Though I did get him some normal hats, both sleep and day wear. From the look of things though, it's doubtful we'll get those dragons away from Harry.”

Snorting, looking amused, Lucius said, “Well, I suppose it could be worse. However, we need to make it clear that normal hats are to be worn when we go out in public. Those things will stand out way too much and draw attention we don't want.”

“Oh, trust me, I'll make that clear,” Narcissa told him with a laugh. Shaking her head, she called Dobby to help put things away then grabbed a pair of socks from one of the bags. Walking over to where Harry was sitting, she conjured a chair then sat down by him, smiling. Holding up the socks, she said, “We got you some warm ones like you asked. These are to be used more like slippers than real socks though they can be used as those. Since you said you have a problem with your feet getting cold, I got you the ones that warm up.” Seeing him grin and nod, she gently slipped them onto his feet. Tapping them with her wand, she said, “Those should warm your feet up nicely.”

Wiggling his toes in the warm, soft socks, Harry felt them heat up and grinned. They felt great! Already, he was feeling warmer because of them. “These are great! Thank you!”

Smiling, Narcissa reached out and patted his hand. “Good, I'm glad. We picked out all kinds of clothes for you. Most, right now, you're not going to need as they are robes and casual clothes. We also picked up plenty of warm pajamas for you to wear. This afternoon, when you feel better, you can get a nice warm bath then pick out what you want to put on.”

“Mother got you a whole gallon of ice cream too,” Draco told him with a grin. “Fortescue's is the best there is and you'll love it. There is nothing better.”

“It's just vanilla as I wasn't sure what kind you liked,” Narcissa explained. “He makes a kind that is a little fizzy to help soothe the stomach. I thought you would like that. Whenever you want some, tell Dobby.” She left out the fact that it was for pregnant women as she wasn't sure how he would react to it. Besides, when Florean heard what she wanted the ice cream for, he had a look in his eyes that told her it was going to be labeled differently when they visited next anyway.

“Thanks, for everything,” Harry said, looking between the two.

“There is nothing to thank us for,” she told the young man with a dismissive wave of her hand. “You're our foster son now, so we take care of such things.” Summoning a couple bags from the toy store and Flourish and Blots, she handed them to Draco then said, “Draco picked out some games and books he thought you would like. It will keep you both busy.”

Nodding, Draco took the bags then began to pull out things, explaining to Harry what they were.

Tugging the blanket tighter around him, Harry watched intently, eyes wide at some of what was there.

About midnight, Harry woke up shaking, feeling like he was on fire and freezing at the same time. Sliding to the edge of the bed, he scrubbed a hand over his face then fumbled for his glasses. After putting them on, he looked around, disoriented. It took a minute or so for him to remember he wasn't in the hospital anymore. Shaking, he sat there trying to think what he should do as he was fairly fuzzy. Glancing up, he saw the door to Tom's room. It then clicked what Tom had said about going in if there was something he needed. There were other things he said he could do but Harry couldn't remember any of them right now so that's what he focused on.

Sliding off the bed, feeling weak, he braced himself against the wall and slowly made his way to the door that was slightly open. Knocking once, softly, he then let himself in and called out to Tom quietly.

Hearing Harry's voice, Tom was immediately up then tapped the bedside lamp to give him some light. Seeing the boy standing there, clothes drenched with sweat, with steam coming off his body, shaking, he elbowed Lucius to wake him then piled out of bed though he was only in his boxer shorts.

Walking over to the young man, he crouched down in front of him and put a hand on his forehead, wincing at the heat he felt. “Oh, you are sick, aren't you?”

Looking at the bed, Harry's eyes widened when he saw Lucius dressed in nothing but his boxer shorts. Glancing between the two nervously, he shook his head then whispered, body tense, “I'm sorry. I didn't mean--”

Cutting him off, Tom said, tone firm, “You have nothing to be sorry for, Harry. If I didn't want you to come in I would have told you so and the door would have been locked. We'll explain all this tomorrow, I promise. You didn't do anything wrong and there is nothing here you shouldn't have seen.” Using his wand, he cast a spell to take the young man's temperature then winced when he saw it was almost a hundred and four. Looking at Lucius, who was tugging his robe on, he said, “Go get Severus and Narcissa. Be quiet, though. Draco is finally sleeping soundly, though the door to his room is open. Tell Severus this is what he was worried about. That'll give him what he needs to know to grab the right potion.”

“Right. I'll be right back.” Putting his slippers on, he patted Harry on the head then took off out of the room.

Gently picking the young man up, Tom called for Dobby then had him run a cool bath. Patting Harry on the back, he said, “Let's get you into some cool water. That'll help things until Narcissa and Severus get here.” Walking into the bathroom, he was pleased to see that the tub was already full, waiting on them.

Putting Harry down, he spelled the young man's pajamas off then cast a waterproof charm on his y-fronts and helped the young man into the tub. When he sat down and sighed, seemingly liking the cool water, Tom knelt down by the tub and began to use a sponge to wet him down. Gently, he said, “I'm sorry for the shock, Harry, we should have warned you. However, you didn't do anything wrong and nothing is amiss. We'll explain why you saw what you did tomorrow, alright?”

Nodding, looking at Tom, Harry said nothing though was confused. Narcissa and Lucius were married, they told him that much, so why was Lucius in bed with Tom? He wasn't sure what to think.

Sponging more cool water over him, Tom told him gently, “Don't worry about anything. Narcissa knows Lucius is here and where he was sleeping. She's not going to be angry. Like I said, we'll explain tomorrow. Right now, let's worry about getting you cooled down.” He was about to press on when the soft crack of Dobby appearing the bathroom interrupted him. Looking at the elf, he waited to see what he wanted.

Holding out a small rectangular cloth bag type thing that was filled with dried rice, Dobby said, “Master Tom should put this on the back of Master Harry Potter's neck. It will help Master Harry Potter feel better.”

Taking it, feeling that it was quite cool, Tom nodded and did as the elf said, pleased when he heard a soft sigh from Harry. “Good idea, Dobby.” Seeing the elf's eyes shimmer with tears at the compliment, he decided to head off a full emotional scene by saying, “Can you bring Harry some juice? He needs to drink something.”

Nodding vigorously, bat-like ears flapping, Dobby vanished and a glass of chilled juice appeared seconds later.

Sighing in relief that he didn't have to deal with that, Tom handed Harry the juice, “Drink, Harry. You need to replace fluids.”

Taking the glass in hands that were still shaking, Harry sipped it and sighed as the cool from the liquid seemed to help.

Picking up the sponge again, Tom drizzled more water over the young man, not liking the steam that was still coming off his body. However, he was pleased when Narcissa bustled into the room, wearing a silken robe, hair mussed and sticking up all over. Looking at her, he quickly gave her a rundown of what was going on.

Nodding firmly, she cast a spell to take his temperature and frowned. It was still high. Calling Dobby, she had the elf set up a couple fans in Tom's room then cast a cooling charm on his bed. Patting the young man on the shoulder, she said, “Severus and Lucius will be here shortly with a potion that should take your temperature down, Harry. Until then, let's get you into the other room.” When she saw the boy nod, she helped him out of the tub then did a quick drying spell on him. Having Tom pick him up, she led the way back into the other room.

After pointing the fans at the bed, she had Tom put him on it, still in nothing but his y-fronts. Seeing him shiver slightly, she schooled gently, “I know it's not the best, but it'll help lower the fever until the potion gets here.”

Sighing, Harry nodded then looked at her before glancing back at Tom.

Seeing the look, Tom told Narcissa, quietly, “He saw Lucius and I in bed together.”

Making a pfft sound and waving a dismissive hand, she said, “It's nothing to worry about, Harry. You did just what you were supposed to do.”

“Like I said, we'll explain tomorrow,” Tom told him.

Nodding, relieved that whatever was going on was something Narcissa seemed to know about, Harry slumped slightly, still shivering though. He couldn't help it and it made no sense since he felt like he was burning up. Looking at the steam that was coming off his body, he blinked then asked, “Is this normal? I mean--I've had fevers but never saw steam before.”

“It's normal, so it's nothing to worry about,” Narcissa told him as she took his temperature again, not liking that it didn't even appear to be dropping at all. “It comes from a side effect of some of the medicine they are giving you.”

“Magical medicine works a little different than Muggle, Harry,” Tom explained. “Some of them do odd things. In this case, it's steam. It's nothing to worry about.”

Nodding, taking that in, Harry thought it was strange but figured if it was normal, he would just get used to it.

Before Tom could explain more, Lucius and Severus came in, both of them carrying vials of potions. Severus' hair was sticking up all over and his robe was rumpled but he immediately handed the potions off to Narcissa and began to cast some diagnostics. Looking at the readings, he frowned slightly but said, “Yes, this is what we were worried would happen. However, the potions should lower it in minutes. He needs to be watched all night for a recurrence, though.” Crouching down in front of the young man, he told him softly, “You'll be fine, Harry. We just have a few other things for you to take.” Holding out his hand to Narcissa, he had her pass him the potions then told Harry told swallow them. Nodding, pleased, when they went down easily, he said, “I've given Lucius another dose if this happens again and will record it in the log. It should get him through until morning when the Healer gets back. However, if it doesn't come get me again as I have more.”

“He can just say in here with us,” Tom told them, knowing that the magic would make things easier on him, especially if both were in close proximity. Seeing Harry give him a startled look, Tom winked at him then grinned, “You'll just have to put up with Lucius' snoring is all, Harry.”

Unable to help himself, Harry grinned then chuckled when he saw an affronted look pass over Lucius' face and heard him harrumph.

“I do not snore!” Lucius ground out, shooting Tom a glare.

“No, he doesn't,” Narcissa said, grinning slightly. “It only sounds like a dragon with severe congestion when he sleeps.” Looking at Harry, she winked at him.

Unable to stop himself, Harry grinned bigger, trying to keep from chuckling any louder.

“Woman! How dare you say such things!” Lucius huffed, glaring at Narcissa.

“Yes, you shouldn't. Especially since it's true,” Tom told her, chortling.

“Now, see here!” Lucius said, rounding on Tom.

Rubbing his eyes under his glasses, Harry was still grinning but felt himself start to doze off once more.

Seeing the boy start to slide to sleep, Severus sat on the bed by him, holding him up. “Sleep, Harry,” he said gently as he removed his glasses. When the young man nodded then his eyes shut, he cast another temperature spell, nodding as he saw it dropping. “Good, it's working,” he told everyone quietly.

Taking the glasses from Severus, Tom put them on the bedside table by the vials of potion. “Good,” he nodded. Helping Severus lay the boy down, he said, “That should do it for a while. At least he's starting to cool down and is resting.”

Standing, Severus nodded. “Let me to log everything. If you need to give him the others, make sure you do so. We need to keep track. Now, we all need sleep.” After nodding to the two, he put a hand on Narcissa's back and guided her into the other room.

Motioning for Lucius to get into bed first, Tom spelled the fans off then, once his lover was settled on the other side of the now deeply sleeping boy, slid into bed himself. Turning off the lights, he shifted around to get comfortable.

After settling in himself, Lucius made sure to press against Harry, knowing what was there would only aid things. Before resting his head on the pillow, he glared at Tom then hissed, “I do not snore, Tom!”

Chuckling, shifting around to ensure he, too, was touching Harry, Tom replied, “Of course not, Lucius.”

“No more of these abominable lies,” Lucius huffed before punching his pillow into shape and resting his head on it.

Snorting, Tom rolled his eyes then, too, settled in to rest, whispering, “Keep up the self-delusions, Lucius.”

“I heard that!” Lucius shot back, snarling softly.

Rolling his eyes once more, Tom didn't respond, letting his eyes slide shut

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