Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor do I have any rights to Harry Potter nor do I make any money from writing these fic's.
This is my answer for edgy satsuma's 5 chapters with prompts challenge.
Looker Over: Yeti100
Why Not?
Harry lied in the hospital bed and listened as the large clock struck once again showing that it was now midnight. He had been in the Hospital Wing for a week since the full moon and it had been full of potions, sleeping and healing. To say the least Harry was sick of it.
With a sigh Harry turned onto his side to look out of the window that was not far from his bed. Looking out at the stars Harry couldn't help the smirk on his face to form as he remembered Remus' last visit.
Remus' last visit had involved an overprotective Severus (of both Remus and now Harry) a pair of very satisfied males and Remus having a strange limp as he walked which only made Severus' smirk grow.
Though if it wasn't for Severus pointing it out, turns out the man was a vampire and he now considered Harry his chide, Harry would of never noticed the shadow that appeared every night without fail just on the edge of the Hospital Wing. Watching the shadow from the corner of his eye Harry decided that the shadow meant no harm…for the moment. All that mattered was if the shadow, whoever it was, decides to enter or not enter the Hospital Wing.
'Why is it always me?' Harry thought with a sigh, 'I got rid of Voldermort, then Greyback, now I've got myself a new stalker. Why me?'
The sound of footsteps at the entrance of the Hospital Wing came to Harry's newly improved hearing.
'And they're back' Harry thought with a roll of his eyes 'Why is it always me? Why not? I'm fate's favourite toy after all.'
Harry gave another sigh as he purposely ignored the shadow. His mind went over everything he had learnt in the past few days, he was now a werewolf. At least he didn't have to put up with the false friends and fans anymore, he knew that the ones who stuck next to him through this were his true friends.
"Harry," a ghost like voice came to Harry's ears, the voice sounded like bells softly chiming in the wind, "Please Harry."
Harry ignored the voice even through his curiosity had been raised; he didn't allow his Gryffindor nature to control him and allowed his Slytherin side to the front. Instead of rushing up and attacking the shadow that had been haunting him he would wait, wait and see what it would do. After all this is the first time it had talked.
"Why not?" the shadow said, the voice seemed to match the laugh.
Harry felt himself frowning in confusion, why not, what was the strange shadow on about? He froze as he heard footsteps echoing throughout the Hospital Wing, the footsteps were getting closer, the shadow was walking towards him.
Harry's hand slowly and carefully went to a small slot in the bed which he had found was a good place to hide his wand. Bringing it out Harry's hand tightened around it, he didn't know who it was but Harry was determined to not allow it to happen like it did with Greyback again.
"Why not? Why don't you tell me?" the voice said once again causing Harry to frown.
'So it's a student or teacher, not a spirit or anything else' Harry thought with a frown as he ran over those he knew, 'Can't be a House Elf or a Centaur so yeah...definitely a teacher or student.'
Harry's thoughts were suddenly cut off as he felt a hand running through his hair, later Harry would look back on this moment and admit that those fingers in his hair felt like heaven. He kept still as the shadow's hands ran through his hair, the feeling of the hand felt like a human hand and along with the smell he was now getting from the shadow he was sure the shadow was a male human and a student at that.
"My Harry, why can't you just tell me your feelings," the male said, his hand never stopping running through Harry's hair, "I return your feelings my little pup of a mate, I wait for you, I hope you'll come to me but it seems that we never do things the normal way."
Harry gave a confused frown as he listened to the words spoken by the person, so he had a male version of a fangirl on his hands, but this male student felt different, he didn't feel like the other fan's he knew or like Ginny and her obsession to become the next Lady Potter, which had landed her in St. Mungos Syrhaite unit alongside Neville's parents.
"My Harry, my pup, oh how I love you," the male said, the power of his loving travelling through his voice, "Your like a gem in a pile of buttons, your like an angel from heaven, if I am dark then you are light."
As Harry listened to the words that were being spoken he felt a large sweatdrop forming, for a male student to be saying this kind of thing it could only be one person.
"Oh my sweet Harry," the other male said in an almost crooning manor, "Fear not for I shall still love you, be you human or werewolf I shall love you all the same!"
Those words for Harry sealed the other's fate.
"Blaise you big idiot!" Harry cried out, throwing a pillow at the shadow, now known as Blaise Zabini, "Why the hell didn't you just come in here on the first day you could like a normal person!"
Blaise gave the pouting Harry a smirk, "But my beloved would it be the same? Neither of us are normal so why do it the normal way? Besides don't you agree that being normal is not all its cracked up to be?"
Harry gave a groan at Blaises words, "Blaise, what are you doing here at this time of night, every night for that matter. Are you playing the shy and nervous lover or what?"
"I'm just letting your wolf side get used to me is all," Blaise said, his nose went playfully into the air, "I wanted your wolf side to know me inside out for when we have our make out sessions."
"BLAISE!" a red faced Harry cried out, the spying portraits gave a chuckle and some muttered about young love, "Please! How do you even know that I'm in love with you?"
"Because we've been lovers for now...," Blaise paused as he counted up in his head much to Harry's amusement, "Three whole minutes!"
Harry let out a groan, "And where did you find out this information and where did you get the sugar from?"
"Needed the courage to tell you how I feel," Blaise smirked through to Harry it looked less scary as time went by and more like a small child who had gotten the best of their parents, "The House Elves when they found out about what I was planning they gave me all the 'courage' I needed."
Harry let out a moan as he watched the normally cool and collected Slythinern to go from being something of a mini Severus Snape to a large hyper 2 year old.
"Oh, your puppy and bat told me," Blaise suddenly said causing Harry to look at him with wide eyes.
"How did they know?" Harry asked eyes wide in worry, "I made sure to never tell anyone."
"Well..." Blaise began, a smirk plastered on his face as he sat down next to Harry on the Hospital Bed, "Let's just say that you talk in your sleep a lot."
At that Harry went bright red and buried his face in his hands much to a laughing Blaise' amusement.
"You won't find it so funny when you get a killer headache from all that sugar you've eaten," Harry muttered with a pout, "You're an idiot you know that?"
Blaise gave another smirk as he placed himself to be lying next to Harry spooning the smaller male, "But I'm your idiot."
"Got that right," Harry said, too tired to care, "I'm too tired to care what you do, you're lucky I like you so much and your too hyper on sugar to do anything other then sleep it off. I'm not accepting to be your lover, we'll see about it in the morning."
Blaise gave a small smile as he snuggled up to Harry, "Yes love, in the morning."
"Mine," Harry muttered half asleep as he laid back down next to Blaise, "My mate, wolf side agrees so no going anywhere, you'll be dealing with the emotions tomorrow."
Blaise gave a chuckle as he watched his mate fall asleep, yes tomorrow the fireworks would fly and if Blaise could help it he wouldn't be in the line of fire.
If only he knew, if he did then he'd of been long gone.
To Be Continued...
Yes Harry's ooc but he is in the whole fic and at the moment his too tired with staying up so late every night because of 'The shadow' aka Blaise so cut Harry so slack!