Will wouldn't say he was happy with his life, but he was content. His brother had almost screwed up everything he had developed since he started school, but now Will had a plan, minions, and allies. He knew he couldn't solely rely on his parents to get Harry out of school, even if he did have his house spying on the twin, but he was prepared to carry on with his ministry plan. He already knew he had at least one Ministry employee devoted to him. Not his brother, but him as a person, as Will Potter.
Will sat in his favourite chair in the Gryffindor common room; playing with the corner of the letter, he just finished writing. Everyone had already gone to bed, since I was 1 am, but Will was determined to word this letter just right. He needed this person to agree to help, he needed them devoted to his cause, he needed them to agree to help, and actually get the job done. He needed Percy Weasley to help him. Percy was some type of secretary to the Minister, and that position had to hold some sort of sway with other ministry employees.
When Will saw the last of the ink dry, he folded the letter, sealed it, and placed it on the table. He stared at it, hoping he wasn't making a mistake in asking Percy for help, but he was the only person will could come up with.
After another internal debate, Will nodded to himself and reassured himself this was the right thing to do, to finally be rid of his brothers' presence. Harry could save the world from anywhere, why did he have to intrude on Wills life! Will pushed to letter aside so he could begin a new letter to his parents.
Will knew that he would lose favour in his house if he promised them Hawaii, but couldn't deliver. He just needed to convince his parents that it was crucial o got o Hawaii for Christmas. Harry would agree to that right? What teenager doesn't want to travel to a warm tropical island, instead of having a dreary England winter celebration?
Will worked for another hour on the letter to his parents. He thought hard, scratched out and rewrote parts, and even tried adding one or two guilt trips to ensure he got what he wanted. When his letter was finished, he re-read it several times until the ink was dry and he memorized every word and comma.
He folded the parchment, and sealed it like the letter before it and placed the both side by side. This is how Will Potter was spending his sixth year, plotting to get rid of his brother. Will had one more internal debate with himself over the proper time to send the missives, and after a large yawn, he decided to wait until breakfast.
Will smirked to himself as he walked up the stairs to bed. Who would have thought that the Hero of the Wizarding Worlds brother could be so devious? He was proud of himself for the plan he created, and could not wait to finally be rid of his brother so he could return to being the most popular, the most loved, and the most sought after male in Hogwarts. As Will crawled into bed that night, he couldn't help but fall asleep smiling to himself.
Severus Snape had finally had his own plan finished. After working many hours secluded in his rooms, he knew how to show the school that Slytherin was superior. When the Hero boy returned they would have a school wide competition. Each house would choose two candidates from any year and they would square off against the other three houses in mini tasks.
There would be an event for Potions, Charms, Transfiguration, Quidditch, and obstacle course like event for Defence against the Dark Arts. He had almost everything planned, he just need the headmaster to approve and the respected teachers to plan their event. He just needed the youngest Potter, and ensure he would stick around for the competition and Snape would finally have his victory. He would laugh and gloat in Minerva's face. He would dance around Flitwick, and brag noon stop to Sprout. Finally, he would make sure every student recognized how great the snake house was.
Yes the dream that every Head of Slytherin ever had was about to come true. Harry Potter just needed to return to school and stay for more than one night. Maybe he could convince the Headmaster to prevent the boy from leaving.
Draco was overjoyed that he got Harry to himself for 2 days. He couldn't run away, he couldn't avoid him, and he would always be exactly where Draco left him. Draco quickly conjured plans in his head about how he would seduce the dark haired boy, how he would make Harry trust him, and gain his friendship. He had plans that involved romantic dinners and handholding and his imagination was getting away from him.
Sighing inwardly, he took a deep breath and turned towards his charge. Seeing the dirt and dried blood, Draco smiled to himself at the opportunity that it presented. "Well Potter, looks like your nurse needs to give you a sponge bath." Draco smirked 'yes this could be lots of fun' he thought.
Draco moved forward to the other boy and saw the confusion in his eyes. "You're going to bathe me?" he asked. Draco sighed and knew he would have to pretend to be professional about this if he wanted to gain the boys trust.
"Yes but you don't have to unclothe completely. We will start with your torso and head, and then to your lower body but you can keep the private bits covered." He said. Draco thought he sounded professional. His mother would be proud of how he handled the delicate situation.
"Um . . . I guess" Harry agreed. Draco was surprised at how quickly he agreed. 'Well lets hope he stays this complacent' he thought. Draco removed the shirt delicately, to avoid reopening any cuts. After he discarded the shirt, he got his first glimpse at the damaged chest and gasped.
There were bruises and cuts, and gashes, and every other skin abrasion Draco could think of on Harry. There was dried blood, and dirt, and luckily nothing was infected, but it looked terrible. Any thoughts of seduction were thrown out of Dracos head as he realized Miriam wasn't kidding when she said he needed a nurse. He was truly in a horrid state.
Draco assessed the situation and this time was sincere when he acted as Harry's nurse. This boy needed real help and Draco was determined to get him back into proper working order before he tried anything again. When Draco saw the bloody torso, he was Nurse Malfoy, and his demeanour changed as he conjured a bowl of warm water and a large sponge.
Draco worked swiftly and deftly to clean Harry. He washed carefully around each laceration and had to banish and conjure the water in the bowl several times. Once he was satisfied with the upper body, he switched to the lower body but allowed Harry to maintain his dignity.
Once finished with the washing, Draco helped Harry change into some jersey pyjama bottoms, and called a house elf for food. He settled Harry in, adjusted the blanket, fluffed the pillows, nagged him to eat, administered the potions, and finally scolded him when he refused to sleep. Once the Hero boy was tucked in, and drifted off, Draco settled on his own bed and watched him for a few minutes.
Draco knew he had to sort out his thoughts and quickly. They were constantly changing on him and it was getting confusing. One minute he had it all planned out to get Potter, and then he would look at those brilliant green eyes and his plans would shatter. Tonight however, he looked at the injuries and a strong sense of possessiveness swept over him. He wanted Harry to heal so he could hide him away from the dangers of the world.
Draco knew that would never be possible. When he first met Harry he knew that Harry was more than he seemed. Harry was trained to be more than just a little dark lord killer. He saw the way he moved, how he carried his weapons, how he talked. He knew he left on missions, and he got hurt. That Miriam only proved it by her familiarity with him. No Healer acts like that to a patient they have only treated a few times.
Draco acted as the perfect nurse for the next couple of days. He made sure Harry was clean, and fed, he brought him books to keep him entertained, made sure he napped, and ensured his potions were taken at the correct time every day. Any time Harry tried to talk about their date, or their relationship status, Draco would avoid the question and remind him he should be focussed on healing since that was more conducive to his health than one date.
Harry for his part just went with the flow of the atmosphere. He would read, nap and talk about light neutral topics. Miriam stopped in once a day to run a few scans on Harry and always left quickly afterwards. After the third day in bed, Draco heard Harry groan and demand he be allowed to walk around at least. Draco not wanting him to strain himself refused and told him that when Miriam gave him permission he could.
Harry waited all day for Miriam to arrive. Draco watched as the woman finally popped into the room and began her scans. Before she could finish Harry yelled out. "Miriam please let me leave this bed! Allow me to walk around the room for a few minutes and I will return immediately to bed. Better yet say I am recovered so I can leave this dorm room." He pleaded.
Draco watched as a sadistic smirk appeared on her face as she answered "No." Then she popped out again before Harry had time to respond. Seeing that she left, Harry gave another loud groan, flopped back onto the bed, and covered his face with his hands. Draco knew he should say something to comfort the boy. "She just doesn't want you to reopen the cuts and get an infection. Some are still rather bad and have the potential to cause more harm to you." Yes that was a good answer.
Draco turned back to the papers he was organizing on his desk before Miriam arrived and heard the bed sheets rustle. Figuring that Harry was just getting more comfortable, he ignored the boy. As he placed his Ancient Ruins notes in their designated file folder, he felt two hands placed on his shoulders.
Draco turned to see Harry standing behind him with a serious expression on his face. "Potter! What are you doing out of bed?" he asked while he stood up from his chair and faced the boy. "You should get back in bed right now; you don't have permission to walk around yet." He reprimanded the other boy.
Harry looked up into his eyes and had an earnest look in his eye. "Draco . . . I . . .um . . ." he stammered at the taller boy. Draco knew he was trying to tell him something and it probably had to deal with their date. Why couldn't he wait until he was better before dragging up what was sure to be an uncomfortable conversation for both of them.
"Well Potter, say whatever you want quickly, and then get back to bed." He said. He mumbled a few sentences under his breath consisting of 'idiot boys' and 'should have been a gryffindor'. As he looked down and locked eyes with the boy, he saw a wave of determination overtake the once shy boy.
"Draco, you have been taking care of me these last few days and I have had to see you for hours on end, and get to know you, and it's been driving me crazy but this entire time all I have thought about is this." Harry said before standing on toes and crashing his lips against Draco's. Draco stood in a state of shock for a second before responding. He swept his tongue over the smaller boy's lips before he was granted access. He felt Harry's tongue caress against his own as he lost himself in the passion and sensations of kissing the other boy.
After a while, they broke apart, and Draco noticed he had somehow ended up with one arm around Harry's waist while his other hand was tangled in the other boy's hair. Harry had both his arms wrapped around his neck and Draco watched as Harry stepped back and gave him a wink before turning around. "Now I'll return to bed." He said before casually walking away.
Draco stood in place for a minute contemplating the events that just happened. Finally gaining a full understanding that Harry just kissed him, he looked over to see the other teen asleep in bed. Draco couldn't stop the large smile that took over. Harry kissed him. He didn't need elaborate plans, or seduction techniques. He had just been himself and nursed the boy back to health. Who would have that t hat would have worked? Still smiling to himself Draco returned to organizing his desk and thought back on that sweet moment when Harry had kissed him.
The day after harry kissed Draco, Will was sitting at breakfast when he got an owl from Percy. He deftly removed the missive from the owls leg and pocketed the note before his housemates could get curious. Still believing that his brother was off doing something heroic, Will turned and started flirting with the females in his house. He was playing special attention to Ginny.
Will knew that Ron hoped that one day his best friend and little sister would start dating but Will was a highly desired man. He couldn't commit to one girl. Ginny also didn't want to commit to one person, but neither told Ron this. They let him believe that one day they would get together, meanwhile when they were both feeling bored or lonely they would sneak off at night and sleep together.
Will didn't know how his best friend didn't know that his little sister was the schools broom. She was willing to spread her legs for any male and sometimes female who winked at her and said she was pretty. Shaking his head, Will leaned over and whispered in Ginny's ear to meet him during his morning free period in the sixth year male dorm. She quickly agreed while giving him a sexy smirk and returned to her conversation with Lavender.
Will feeling that he had accomplished his goal for breakfast, excused himself to read his letter. The Gryffindors were so glad to have their leader acting normal again, completely ignored his weird behaviour at the beginning of the year and let his leave without any questions asked.
Smiling to himself, he slipped into an empty classroom on the second floor to read. Will carefully broke the seal on the back of the letter and briefly looked skyward to send a silent prayer to any god that was listening. Whether it contained good news or bad, he knew that he would need Ginny to work off some energy later and hoped that it would be congratulatory sex and not disappointment sex. Will finally after a few deep breaths began reading.
As he read the letter, Wills smile got larger and larger. Percy had agreed to look into Harry's guardianship and if there were, any possible way to get him expelled or removed from school. Will knew that mailing Percy was the right choice. Now he just had to suffer through Charms and then he could celebrate his clever thinking with a round or two with Ginny. He was getting hard just thinking about it. It also didn't help that since he was so obsessive the first month over his brother that he ignored his libido and now it was getting back at him.
Will left the room and in his excitement dropped the letter from Percy on the classroom floor. Still oblivious to his error he walked away to the charms corridor and didn't see a shadow emerge and enter the room he just abandoned.
Harry had snuck out of his dorm early that morning. He was so restless from all the bed rest that he needed to escape. So he checked to make sure that Draco and the other boys were sleeping before he snuck out. He wandered outside by the lake for a while until breakfast started.
He casted an invisibility spell on himself that was more effective than a disillusionment charm, and entered the great hall. He sat at the end of the Slytherin table and fed himself. He saw Draco enter and search the hall frantically before exiting again. He was clearly searching for his lost patient.
Harry looked over to the red and gold table and watched his brother. He saw the owl land in front of him and saw Wills eyes light up at the letter. He watched his twin pocket the letter and then talk to the youngest Weasley. Harry knew that his brother was up to something and decided to follow him when he rose from the table.
Being careful to be quiet, Harry followed his brother to the second floor, and watched him enter a room. Harry waited outside for his brother to emerge and when he did 2 minutes later, Harry cast a charm to keep the door from closing too quickly. He saw his brother drop the letter accidently, and ignore that he did it. When he was walking away. Harry slipped into the room and retrieved the note, before slipping out again to return to his dorm, and a very irate blonde nurse.
When Harry returned to the dorm, he noticed Draco wasn't back yet. He quickly changed back into his pj's and slipped into bed before opening the note. His eyes widened at the words and knew he finally had proof that his brother was trying to get rid of him. He decided to deal with his brother once he was allowed out of bed, and that he should involve a certain Ice Prince.
Moreover, if he appealed to Draco's love of revenge and hatred towards the lions, he may forget about the whole disappearing act this morning. Comfortable with his plan, Harry sat back to wait for the blonde to return to the room.