Harry through himself across Logan's body after Aaron had finally dragged Ron from the room. He felt completely drained; exhausted to a point where he knew that unconsciousness would have been a blessing. That was if he could only let his body relax enough where such dreamless sleep would be possible. But 'war conditioning' was a far to prominent memory in his mind to ever let such deep sleep take over. Turning Harry let himself delve into the next best thing, the protection of another. Cuddling closer to Logan, Harry fitted himself snuggle against the older man, his head resting in the indent where neck met shoulder. Sighing softly Harry placed a soft kiss at the junction as he left himself relax as much as he could.

For Logan's credit he didn't even blink as the extra weight of 'the boy wonder' lay out across his body. Far to use to this, Logan merely straightened out a bit, and positioned Harry a bit more comfortably before wrapping his arms around the smaller man. "Do you want to talk about it?" Logan asked after a few minutes of listing to Harry's gentle breathing. He was slowly becoming aroused by hot breath ghosting across his skin, and the lingering kisses Harry was layering on him. There was no way he was going to be able to behave himself for long if he didn't distract both himself and the other boy.

"Not really. We're going to have to go over everything tomorrow and that's soon enough for me." Nodding Logan tightened his arms around Harry, hoping beyond all hope that tonight he could help Harry gain the deep sleep that the younger boy craved and needed so badly.

Logan sighed as he laid there, Harry wrapped around himself. He hadn't realized how much the scruffy younger boy had meant to him till someone had threatened to take him away. He had taken care of Harry for a long time but Logan knew he had done and would do the same for the entire band. These feelings he felt for Harry were new and slightly confusing, and Logan knew that he had pushed then aside for far too long. Under no circumstance could he allow this man out of his life that had become quite obvious. Harry Potter was his, and Logan promised himself right then and there he would do his best to protect his Harry and the rest of his knew family.

A quite nearly timid voice broke Logan out of his deep thoughts. "Logan will you sing for me?" Lifting his head up a bit, Logan raised a single eyebrow in question. Logan couldn't understand why Harry would want him to sing to him. Yes his voice wasn't horrible but it was nothing like his sweet Harry's nor was it anything like Rons. Logan couldn't help the slightly confused look that settled over his face as he answered Harry's question.

"You're the one in a band Harry, you should sing to me." Shaking his head Harry laid a couple butterfly kisses along Logan's jaw.

"You have a beautiful voice, please sing to me." Logan sighed deeply before taking a breath and beginning the first song that came to him.

1 There's a song that's inside of my soul
It's the one that I've tried to write over and over again
I'm awake in the infinite cold
But you sing to me over and over again

Snuggling closer together Logans voiced seemed to mealt all the tension of the day from Harry's body, infusing the room with the comfort and peace.

So I lay my head back down
And I lift my hands and pray-
to be only yours
I pray to be only yours
I know now your my only hope

Logan's hands swept through Harry's hair settling a smooth rhythm that added to the soft voice that was slowly lowering Harry's guards long enough for him to sleep.

Sing to me the song of the stars
Of your galaxy dancing and laughing and laughing again
When it feels like my dreams are so far
Sing to me of the plans that you have for me over again

And I lay my head back down
And I lift my hands and pray-
to be only yours
I pray to be only yours
I know now your my only hope

Reaching up behind the couch Logan pulled the blanket that laid there over Harry and himself as he whispered the last of the words.

I give you my apathy
I'm giving you all of me
I want your symphony
Singing in all that I am
At the top of my lungs
I'm giving it back
So I lay my head back down
And I lift my hands and pray-
to be only yours
I pray to be only yours
I pray to be only yours
I know now your my only hope

Falling silent Logan had smiled at the sight of the sleeping Harry. Hearing a soft noise from his right Logan felt his lips turn upright as he caught sight of Nathan standing in the doorway. The boy was cluthing a small blanket and his eyes were fixed on Harry.

Knowing Harry would kill him if he sent the obviously still distraught boy back to his room, Logan motioned for Nathan to join them. Setalling the boy between himself and Harry, Logan made sure he was comfortable and that Harry was still asleep before he let himself the luxury of drifting off himself.

1 Switchfoot: Only Hope

Phrixus: name of the gang

Donovan: hells warrior, its what he's called by his enemies