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Doxa Vomica et Curo

Chapter Four
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That next morning was hell until Harry was able to find a hangover potion. He groaned and just flopped back into bed, groaning again when Hermione called, cheery as a song bird.

"Hello lovellllyyyyy..."

She sang and Harry all but hung up her.

"What do you want?" He mumbled turning to curl more into his silk bed sheets.

"You don't remember a lick of last night do you?" She asked with a giggle and Harry groaned.

"Should I?" He asked with a soft sigh.

"No... it's fine..."

Not long after he had forced himself to get ready, having to go to work still. The potion still worked but didn't help with the loss of memories from the night before.

Later he headed to work, stopping by Gringots for a moment. He left with a long sigh, feeling the need to do what he just did but not knowing if it was right.

Elsewhere Blaise pulled Draco up out of his bed and forced a potion down his throat. Draco just rolled back over and curled into his worn sheets and sighed softly. He shivered lightly, remembering hazy bits of the previous night, and he wasn't sure he liked it.

"Blaise... when did my life crumble?"

Blaise sighed and ran his fingers through Draco's hair. "I don't know love..."

"Do I have to work today?" he asked, his brain not functioning enough to work.

"No I believe Severus called to tell you he was much better..."

He said softly, sliding to be laying flush with Draco and running his fingers down his cheek softly. Draco turned and pressed into Blaise's crisp clean smelling shirt, he'd left Hermione's transfigured clothes on, one of the better things he owned now. Blaise kissed his lips softly, more reassuring and comforting than anything. He wrapped his arms around him and just held him close.

"What do you remember?"

"Last night? Dancing with Potter..." he shuddered softly. "Did he really look that good or was it the booze?"

"No... I'm pretty sure he looked that good... " He said with a small smile. "What was so wrong about dancing with Harry?"

"It's Potter..." he said on a soft groan, "Harry Fucking Potter" he finished, burying his head against Blaise's chest.

Blaise smirked and simply shook his head, kissing the top of Draco's.

"Alright, alright... old grudges never die, I get it..." He said tightening his arms.

Draco sighed, "It's not that... the rivalry is the only thing I have left... everything else is gone." He pulled back. "I'm going to have to move in with Severus..."

Blaise sighed softly and kissed his temple. "You can move in with me... if you would rather..." he said softly.

Draco shook his head. "Living with Sev means I can at least pretend like it's my doing... just taking care of him... I should have taken the credit for that potion... but it felt like blood money."

"You can take credit for this one..." He said softly, his arm bearing lightly to Draco. "It's amazing..."

Draco sighed, "It can't be released for the public... it probably won't be used ever again..."

He frowned gently. "Did Harry say that?" He asked gently.

"Potter said it can't be released... I know there's not many else who deserve it."

"I can talk to him..." He said softly. "We need to talk to him..." he said softly. "Even if there aren't many... those who deserve it should get it."

He sighed softly and nodded, "Sure..."

He didn't really having much faith in the system... especially when it came to working for him. Blaise smiled and reached into his pocket, pulling out his cell. He dialed in Harry's number having gotten it from Hermione, waiting till he picked up.

Harry had arrived at his office deciding he wanted to do some field work today and was drinking coffee when his phone rang, needing the jolt of caffeine. "'Ello?"

Draco stayed silent, just lost in thoughts. Harry sighed just a bit when Blaise asked him to come over, saying they needed to talk. He agreed, though reluctantly and aparated out of Hogsmeade and into the alley next to Draco's place. Walking up he knocked gently on the door. Draco squeaked slightly.

"You invited him here?" he demanded softly, incredulously.

"Well yeah..." He said like it was nothing moving to answer the door. Draco just rolled more into bed and pulled his blanket over his head.

Harry waited and smiled just barely, nodding to Blaise as he let him in. "He's in his room." Blaise said, inwardly smirking as he 'got Harry a drink'. Harry swallowed and nodded moving that way.

"Draco?"

He asked gently, knocking lightly on the door. Draco groaned softly. "Fucking Blaise..." he groaned from under his blankets.

Harry bit his lip. "Malfoy?" He tired, not knowing if Draco responded to Harry saying Draco.

"I'm here... I'm not coming out. Blaise is a prick." he managed, still buried under his covers.

Harry pulled back, not knowing what to do before Blaise just sighed and moved into the room. "Oh stop being such a baby." He said, but Harry still stood back.

Draco pulled back his covers enough to glare at Blaise. "You said you were going to talk to him, don't drag me into this."

"It's your creation." He countered, setting a cup of strong coffee by his bed. Harry turned and leaned against the wall out in the hall, next to the doorway, not looking in. Draco glared at Blaise again.

"Come in Potter, Blaise wants to talk to you."

Harry swallowed and looked to the side. "I can wait out here... till you two are ready..." he said gently, not wanting to just intrude on Draco while he was in bed.

"Just come in," he said, exasperated, "I'm not getting up anytime... today... and Blaise isn't moving."

Harry sighed and nodded, turning and walking in, slow, his dress nice but low key and his hands behind his back. He swallowed as he saw Draco in bed, looking away a moment before shutting the door. Draco tucked his head back into his covers, kicking Blaise lightly to get him to talk.

Blaise smirked and turned to Harry. "We want to discuss this no public deal on Draco's potion." He said and Harry sighed heavily, rubbing his forehead.

He looked behind him and leaned against the wall. "What do you want to discuss... it can't get out."

"We understand why it can't be on the street... but there are people who deserve to use it... people Draco could rightfully earn money from."

Draco made an indignant squeak; Blaise shouldn't be bringing up financial stuff. Harry swallowed and looked down, sighing gently.

"Ministry protocol says he must submit it for initial observations first, before he can even be credited for it... Then... and if the administrative apothecary signs off for it, then Draco may get some recognition for it..." he said chewing his lip.

Draco sighed, pushing his covers back and getting up to go to his bathroom.

"Just forget it," he said softly, moving into his bathroom.

Harry sighed and followed him, standing respectfully away from the door.

"Malfoy... stop..." he asked gently, wanting him to listen. "I agree with you... I think there are people... certain people who can use this," he said softly. "And you know why I can't let it out on the streets..." he said, swallowing. "I just can't tell you anything right now..." he said softly. "Can't promise you anything..."

Draco looked up at him for a moment.

"Its not you Potter, it's the ministry, I don't rely on anyone but myself." he said, closing the door to the bathroom.

Blaise sighed. "Can you blame him? He'd have to jump through hoops just for the possibility of getting recognition for a potion that normally would look like he's just trying to get his friends out of trouble."

Harry closed his eyes, pushing down his regret and guilt to focus. "I want to help..." he said softly. "I think what you did was amazing Draco... I'll... I'll see what I can do..." He turned and started to leave, his hands in his pockets. Draco sighed, leaning against the door of the bathroom for a moment before he just shook his head, stepping up to his shower.

Blaise stood and walked Harry to the door, smiling lightly. "Oi, Potter... " he stopped him for a moment. "You never did let me in on that secret," he said with a grin.

Harry quirked a brow to him, "I thought I gave you a challenge..." he said with a small smirk himself, leaving the apartment. "I wouldn't want to ruin that for you."

Blaise grinned a little to himself. "You toy with the heart, Potter," he said with a little groan before closing the door and moving back in to wait for Draco.

A/N: Well, so much for the hotness eh? Hehe, stubborn little boys, ah well, they'll figure it out soon enough. I'm keeping the challenge up for determining the meaning behind the title, (Doxa Vomica et Curo) I'll give you a hint though, it's Latin ;)