Chapter 11: Shower

Harry and Severus spent the remainder of the night alternating between healing Draco and sleeping. By the time morning came, they were so exhausted they could barely raise their wands. "How is he?" Harry asked Snape with a voice heavy with sleep.

"I think we've done enough for now," he replied before curling into a ball on the floor. Harry wanted to see Draco for himself. He climbed onto the bed beside the blonde and looked at his chest. The cuts and slashed had healed and were now just scars that marred the porcelain flesh. Harry traces a few scars with his index finger before falling asleep beside Draco.

Severus woke with a crick in his neck and an ache in his back. "Bloody wall," he muttered as he struggled to his feet. He looked at the bed to find Draco curled into Harry with a small smile of contentment on his lips. It appeared as Harry was out cold. He casted a spell on Draco to see how his injuries were faring. The parchment that appeared told him that the blonde would recover fully in time. "Sleep well," he whispered to the boys before he slipped out the door. Severus retired to his room and fell asleep before he'd pulled the blanket around him.

Harry tensed as he felt something brush against his ribcage. Looking down, he saw Draco and relaxed. Wasn't I wearing a shirt when I fell asleep? He thought as he looked around for it. He spotted it on the floor and remembered through the foggy haze of exhaustion that he'd taken it off to use it as a pillow. Nodding to himself, he snuggled black into Draco and fell asleep once more.

Draco's eyes snapped open as he woke himself from a nightmare. He looked to his side and saw Harry sleeping beside him and smiled. Aw, he's shivering, he thought as he pulled the blanket up around the raven-haired boy beside him. Draco nestled himself as close to Harry as he could and stared at the other boy's ribs until he fell back to sleep.

After countless hours of sleeping, Harry pulled himself from Draco's grasp and walked to the kitchen to have a bit of food. He smacked into Severus on his way. "Shit, sorry," he mumbled absentmindedly.

"Five points from," Snape yawned mid-sentence, "Gryffindor," he said sleepily.

"Arse," he replied, still in a sleep induced state of insanity.

"Potter… How's Draco?" Severus asked, somewhat coming to his senses.

"He seemed okay. Probably is hungry," Harry said sleepily.

"I'll start breakfast. Go back and stay by him," he directed.

"Mmmk," he replied, slowly making his way back to Draco.

"Harry!" The blonde said cheerfully as Harry shuffled back in.

"You're awake," he said as he rubbed his eyes.

"I am, come back to bed… It's all cold without you," he said, patting the bed beside him. Harry crossed the room and laid back down in his spot.

"Mmm, Draco," he purred as he felt the other boy's hands running through his hair. "You're gonna make me fall asleep again," he complained jokingly. Severus opened the door balancing three plates in his arms. "Perfect timing," Harry said, smirking as he took a plate of eggs and bacon. Draco accepted his with a small smile.

"Thanks," they said simultaneously.

"You're welcome," Severus replied as he took a bite of egg and smiled. Once they'd eaten Draco decided to get up and have a shower. As he pushed himself off the bed, his legs gave out.

"Oh fuck," he said as he felt his knees buckle. He braced for the impact but it never came. Draco opened his eyes and saw Harry in front of him, holding him upright. He smiled and leaned forward, kissing the Gryffindor softly. "Thanks," he whispered, grazing his lips across the other boy's cheek.

"You're welcome," Harry replied after a minute. He was dazed by the feeling of Draco pressed so close to him.

"Ahem," came the cough from the back of the room. Harry and Draco spun around guiltily to face their smirking professor.

"I'll help you get to the shower," Harry offered, trying to change the subject.

"Only if you'll stay there with me," Draco replied with a wink. Snape scoffed and gave them both an approving smile.

"Stop it, Draco!" Harry protested as he made eye-contact with Severus.

"Say you'll stay," he said as he grabbed Harry's ass. He gasped and leaned closer to the blonde.

"Okay, okay! I'll stay!"

"Behave," Severus chided as he left them.

They made their way to the bathroom and Harry helped Draco strip. He couldn't help but marvel at the perfectly chiseled body before him. His eyes traveled from the blonde hair to the shimmering eyes, down to his abs. He had to force himself to look back into the boy's eyes to not gaze lower. "Like what you see?" Draco asked with a smirk. Harry nodded, unable to speak. He helped him into the shower and turned on the water to a suitable temperature. Draco tried to assist but he wouldn't let him. Harry leaned into the stream, soaking his shirt as he stole a kiss. Draco wrapped his arms around him, pulling him into the shower. Their lips brushed each other as Harry pulled back long enough to take off his soaking wet shirt and jeans. He kissed him again and opened his mouth just enough for Draco's tongue to flick against his. He sighed audibly as the contact sent electric through him.

"No sex in the shower!" Came a muffled call from outside the closed door. Harry and Draco broke apart, their laughter echoed off the shower walls. Harry admired the sparkle in Draco's eyes as he laughed. It's not there nearly enough, he thought sadly. Draco was thinking the same thing.

"Come on, let's get you dressed," Harry said softly after a few seconds of quiet. Draco smiled and nodded as Harry picked him up in his arms. He grabbed a towel and handed it to Draco once he set him down.

Harry and Draco found Snape in his library once they were clean and dry. "You two better not have done anything," he said warningly as humour danced in his eyes.

"Sorry 'bout that," Draco said cryptically as he leaned into Harry for support. It was a bit frustrating not being able to do things for himself but he was thankful Harry was there to help him out.

"Please take a seat," Severus said kindly. They did so and looked at him expectantly. "Why are you both looking at me like that?"

"Isn't there something you'd like to discuss?" Draco asked quietly.

"Not right now, but later," he replied, looking as though he'd aged five years in two seconds. He felt the envelope from the previous night in his back pocket. As soon as he'd read it, he regretted it. The news can wait until later, he rationalized as he looked at the two men across form him gazing lovingly into each other's eyes.