He heard someone calling to him, but the numbness felt so nice, so safe. He did try to get out. Whenever he came close though the darkness sucked him back in. With one more try, his eyes were open.

Harry opened his eyes and then closed them again at the brightness. A spell was murmured and Harry cautiously opened them again, and kept them open this time.

"Luce?" Harry grimaced when it came out almost as a croak.

"I'm right here Harry," he said as he leaned over the bed so Harry could see him. Lucius gave Harry a fake smile. Harry could tell because they never reached his eyes.

"What's wrong? Is Connor okay?" Harry was starting to get worried by the way Lucius looked.

"No Harry, everyone's fine they are just worried about you." Harry looked at Lucius confused.

"Oh… well tell them I'm fine," Harry paused for a moment, "I am fine aren't I?" He asked, looking into Lucius's silver eyes.

"Harry, you've been asleep for almost a week now. We found a type of toxin in your blood. It was focus based." Harry looked at his husband in confusion, so Lucius explained to him, "Someone out there had something that was with you for a long time, and with the right spell, they could introduce types of poisons into your blood stream."

"Connor doesn't know, does he?" Harry asked. He didn't ask who because to know the answer would cause his heart to break, he was sure of it.

"No Harry, he doesn't know. I told him that you had the wizarding flu and didn't want him to catch it." Harry just nodded. It was a good excuse.

"We tracked down the focus Harry, and the people who did it. They were"

"Lucius please don't tell me. Can you just take me back to our room, please?" Harry was at the point of whimpering.

"I'll talk to Draco. If it were Pomfrey she would probably have you stay for the rest of your natural life," he said with a wink before he slipped through the separation curtain. It only took him a minute to return with Draco in toe.

"Harry, I can not in good consciousness let you go after you have just woken up from a week long coma," Draco began but was quickly cut off.

"Oh come on Draco. He will heal faster in a more comfortable environment and you can check on him whenever you like," said Lucius trying to make it sound like the best possible solution.

"Please Draco you know how much I hate the Hospital wing. I'll do whatever you want, please just let me out of here." Harry looked pleadingly into Draco's eyes as he said this.

Draco gave a long suffering huff before he said, "Fine, but if I even hear rumor that you had one toe out of bed before two weeks are up then I will personally strap you down to that bed and force feed you until you are fully recovered. Do you understand me?" Harry nodded a little dumbly, and a little scared at the warning in his supposed friend's voice.

"There will be no magical or physical activity of any kind, unless it involves eating or drinking. No stress, and if I have anything to say about it, you won't be teaching for a month." The first part was directed at Lucius who nodded in understanding of the situation.

Harry looked perplex before he said the first thing that popped into his mind, "Geez Draco, you sound like Pomfrey."

Draco looked at him for a second before stating, "Well you are just lucky that I am not because if she knew that I was releasing you after someone tried to poison you with the Draught of Magical Death…ugh just leave before I change my mind." Before Harry was flooed back to their room in Lucius's arms, the blond stopped him, "I'll be checking on you every few hours so you had best not leave that bed!"


When Lucius stepped out of the fireplace he looked down at the man in his arms. Harry didn't seem to notice him as his eyes were unfocused. "Harry are you all right?" His only response was to hold Lucius tighter around the neck and wait for the spinning to stop.

"Draco said to not be surprised if you were disoriented for a few days," his husband said as he lovingly placed him on their bed. He leaned forward and gave Harry a chaste kiss on the lips.

Harry help onto his arm and as he made to stand. "Don't leave," he said, the dizzieness finally passing, "Is Connor okay? How were his first few days of school?"

Lucius sat down to have long chat about Harry's son(Notice the emphasis on Harry's, Lucius would not completely take responsibility for their child's pranks)


Connor was sitting at the Gryffindor table with his best friend Shawn Wood when that annoying girl from Slytherin walked by. Her name was something or other Goyle and Connor thought that she looked like that pug faced girl that Draco had shown him a picture of, some type of flower was her name(he couldn't remember which). Anyway, she was walking by with some over grown monkey named Crabbe (he thought) and they were laughing about someone's dad. If Connor had not liked them before, he certainly didn't like them now as he heard more of their conversation.

"And the Ma… grabbed him and ran out of that door…Po…about to pee in my pants from holding back my laugh…Potter sure got what was coming to him and his disgusting husband," the girl said in that high pitched squeaky voice that made people think of glass shattering with its highness.

Connor was furious. They were talking about his dad and father, and he was certainly not going to put up with it. He angrily sat up from his place on the bench and marched over to the offending girl.

Just when he was about to lung at the #! of a girl someone grabbed his robes from behind, almost choking him. The girl just looked at him in shock, not realizing that she had been so close to the two men's son that she was bashing.

"Let me go," Connor seethed to whomever held him back, "She was talking about my dad!" he cried at the injustice of it all. Dad only had the flu, no reason to make fun of him.

"I am well aware of the situation," Draco said smoothly (Connor was sure his words could cut through butter like a hot knife), "But that does not give you the right to attack a student," the pug faced girl looked ecstatic at this remark and gave him a look that said 'scum' or at least tried to. She did manage looking constipated however. She began to turn and walk away when Draco's voice stopped her cold in her tracks, "However, as I am aware of the situation, Ms.Goyle will be serving detention in the Hospital wing tonight for the crude insults to my family," he said this all with a smirk on his face, "Ten points from both Gryffindor and Slytherin for the incident." He said over his shoulder as he walked to the staff table, "Miss Goyle I expect you to be in the wing at 7:00 sharp. Do not bother to bring your wand."

Needless to say Connor let Shawn drag him back to his seat.