Disclaimer: Harry Potter doesn't belong to me (sigh) though it would be wicked if it did, Hehehehe

TimeLine: Seventh Year

Discrepancies: Lucius Malfoy is not in Azkaban so imagine that everything in the series from Book 1 to Book 5 happened; only Lucius was not among the Death Eaters at the Ministry in OotP during the battle in Hall of Prophecies. (I really needed him in the story so he couldn't be a runaway!)

Warnings: Contains slash, Harry and Draco pairing, if you don't like it then don't read it and get mad at me.

The Fey Ones

Part 14: Preoccupied with thoughts of bed

"The whole world has gone crazy." Ron frowned, watching as Hermione laughed out in the open air.

The two Gryffindors stood on the top of the hill just outside Hogwarts watching the snowfall. Around the castle and on the grounds the temperature was like a new spring. Flowers blossomed around Harry's feet as he walked, the Earth accepting and praising its Prince's mate.

"Harry," Hermione sighed, watching the beautiful contrast between the snow and the lush green grass, like an invisible shield keeping out the harsh winter. "You know about the Intemio."

Harry looked back towards his friends and gave a small smile. "I don't mind the snow." He then took a giant leap into the snow on the opposite side laughing. His friends quickly followed.

(Snape's Quarters)

Lucius swung open the door to his wizard-brother's quarters. The room was empty except for the brewing potions on the lab table across the room.

Acting as if it was his home Lucius strolled towards the cabinet on the opposing wall and pulled out the hidden liquor. Never let it be said Lucius Malfoy didn't like a good whiskey. Snape just happened to carry his friend's favorite brand.

Pouring the golden liquid into a round glass Lucius smiled and turned to wait for his friend to return to tell him the good news.

It was only a second later when a soft voice called "Lupin?"

Lucius' eyebrows shot to his hairline as he sat himself comfortably in the master chair that usually throned Snape.

"Is that you?"

Bemused Malfoy watched his friend stick his head out the door from the bedroom. It was only their years of friendship that kept him from falling to the floor laughing uncontrollably.

Severus nervously adjusted the pillows behind his head then he shifted and looked across the room at the mirror on top of his dresser. He sat up quickly.

Perhaps he would look too...eager if he was already abed when Remus arrived.

Read, work on potions... DO SOMETHING! His mind sounded a bit panicked.

Severus found it hard to concentrate as his mind kept drifting back to the werewolf due to arrive any minute.

They'd been...'mating' for just over a week, every night and twice in Snape's classroom office. He still got butterflies in his stomach at the thought of Remus making love to him.

It was passionate, it was animalistic, it was intense and fast but it was lovemaking at it's finest. They didn't say the words, but their bodies made their own language.

Severus closed his eyes as he remembered their first morning together, waking up under Lupin's strong body with the memories of the night before flooding back. Absoultely amazing.

Remus had passionately kissed him, suckled his neck, ear, chin and lips whispering he was not to move an inch until he could return.

Severus had waited in his bed for an hour before Lupin returned with food and another beautiful round of the headboard slamming against the stone wall.

One word:

Brilliant.

Fucking Brilliant.

The door opened and Severus walked across his room as his cabinets opened and closed and then there was silence.

"Lupin? Is that you?"

Severus realized who was sitting in his chair right away as he quickly tugged his black night robe together and tied the sash. "Lucius! What are you doing here?"

Swirling the liquid around his glass Lucius smirked in a way only a Malfoy could manage. "Just came for a drink and to tell my old friend some news."

Severus' eyes darted towards the closed door then back at Lucius. "Then say it and be gone."

"Why so friendly Severus?" Lucius asked, casually leaning back in the black leather chair with one eyebrow raised.

Again Snape's eyes darted towards the heavy wooden door then back to his friend. "I was about to retire for the evening."

An amused smirk appeared again. "Indeed?" Lucius stood and set his glass down. "Then I should be going then. It can wait till you are not so..." His eyes skimmed over Snape's robes. "...preoccupied with thoughts of bed."

Severus' face burned red as he glared at his friend. "What do you know?"

"Only what my intelligence easily figures out. As students here at Hogwarts you coveted Lupin for your own. You hated Black and Potter for having him around them and you having him none. It did not matter they were just wizard-brothers. He was not yours and you could not stand that so you wished him out of your sight. Starting to sound familiar?"

Snape twitched.

"I thought so. Let me see. You tried to have him expelled several times once your attempts to expel the whole group failed. You talk in your sleep dear friend. We used to share a dormitory, do you not remember?"

Snape twitched again.

"Yes, yes, then school was done and we were both left to spy for the side of the light. Not many people knew that we spied together, as brothers, you and I. Then again, not many people knew you still dreamed of him, still thought of him and the way his illness made him suffer. Does he even know you created the Wolfsbane Potion for him?"

Severus slowly shook his head.

"I know you 'donated' the findings to Dumbledore and asked him not to use your name when he released it but really Severus...that was the Potion of the decade, very famous...yet you took no credit for it. How peculiar, don't you think?"

Twitch, twitch.

"Yes, then let me see, Draco's third year Lupin arrived again. That must have killed you? I do remember how agitated you were for months. Horrible thing to see what you want so badly, to smell it, to have it within your touch..." Lucius rubbed his fingertips together. "...Yet not be able to. Drove you so crazy you told Draco Lupin was a werewolf, knowing that with my sons big mouth he would tell all the Slytherin's, who told...well...everyone really. You knew he'd leave. It's what you needed...not wanted, but needed. He was too painful to have around."

"Do you have a point, Lucius?" Severus demanded as he glanced away, unable to look his friend in the eye.

"Yes, I do." The blond smiled. "You have him now; don't let him slip away because of your pride." Lucius turned to open the door when Severus snapped.

"You have no right to talk! You ran away from your lover!"

Lucius' back went rigid. "I did it to protect her...them, Draco too."

Severus snorted and crossed his arms. "Maybe I pushed Lupin away to protect him."

"From what? Love?"

A hint of color slipped over Severus white checks.

"Ah, yes. I see you've come to terms with it. Does he know?"

The two men were silent until Severus slowly nodded no. "He knows nothing."

Lucius smiled. "You will tell him?"

"I've considered it. We've only just begun to...see each other."

"Did you jump him finally?"

Twitch.

Lucius threw his head back and roared with laughter. "You've been topped, how precious!"

"Shut up, Malfoy! If Morrigana was a man you'd have BITCH tattooed on your arse!"

Again Lucius laughed and tossed over his shoulder as he left. "Who's to say I don't?"

He shut the door to Snape's growl. Traveling down the halls Lucius forgot all about the news he'd gone to tell his friend in the first place, so set off to find Draco instead. On the way to meet his son Lucius passed Remus in the halls.

The Alpha Werewolf was prowling towards Severus' chambers with a look of dominance in his eyes.

Lucius tried not to snort with laughter as they passed each other.

"Lupin." He replied in a cool voice pausing a moment.

"Malfoy." Remus nodded, his eyes were looking rather silver in the dim hallway.

"Off to see Severus?" Lucius asked casually.

Remus raised an eyebrow and grinned. "I was going to stop in for a spell."

"Hmm," He nodded in an agreement. "Then do so, but I warn you," he replied in a pleasant voice. "He is my wizard-brother, a bond not taken lightly in our society. Do not hurt him for he is not at all as hard at heart as he tries to appear. Werewolf or not, I will kill you." He didn't say it in a mean way, just in a Malfoy-matter-of-fact kind of way.

Lupin's eyes glowed a moment and he nodded. "If I do, you have my permission to do so."

"Very well, carry on." Lucius nodded as if an oath was now between them.

Lupin smiled and carried on down to his mate's rooms.

Harry was absolutely freezing as he walked quickly back towards Gryffindor Tower. His legs more than ran when he realized a strange shift in the air. It went from cold to summer warmth in seconds. He wasn't running from the warmth but he was running from the wrath of a rather gorgeous Fey Prince.

"POTTER!"

SHIT! Harry's mind screamed as he spun around quickly and managed a shaky laugh. "Draco! Hey...err, where'd you come from?"

Draco didn't answer, only grabbed him and pulled him into a kiss so heated Harry felt his body warm instantly.

He was none-too-gently jerked back from the kiss to stare at two very angry eyes. "What did you think you were doing playing in the snow without coat or gloves or snow boots or...GRR. If I was already mated to you I'd tie you to our bed Harry!"

Harry was being dragged down from the towers towards Slytherin territory. "NO! I was going to change, I swear..." he started but Draco was hearing none of it.

He was pulled through the Slytherin common room and up into Draco's room, amazingly not running into anyone.

The fireplace immediately blazed without so much as a glance of Draco's eyes. The room burned with heat making Harry feel even colder in his freezing clothes.

Draco's hands were already pulling at the buttons of his thin, wet, white school shirt.

"Hey-hey! What do you think you're doing!" Harry demanded.

"Undressing you."

"I can do it myself!" Harry insisted and Draco automatically pulled back with a bemused expression on his face.

"Indeed?" He spun around and sat on the large black leather love seat and looked at him. "Then proceed, please."

"N-NOT IN FRONT OF YOU!" Harry cried out.

Draco was sitting on the love seat one moment and in an instant he was holding Harry in his arms kissing him till all of his body gave in.

"You want to give in to me. Everything in your nature, your heart, tells you to not deny me." Draco hissed in his ear. "Merlin, I ache for you." He moaned in Harry's mouth once more. "All day, all evening and deep into my lonely nights, I ache for you."

Harry's trembling hands were clumsily fumbling with his buttons and pulling it off his shivering, damp shoulders.

"Yes, beautiful, beautiful." Draco whispered his lips gliding over Harry's shoulders and down his pecs. His love cried out, arching into his touch, running his hands up into Draco's soft hair and gently lacing his pointed ears.

His Fey flared again and Draco morphed into the Prince's image.

"Again! Again!" Draco panted kissing him urgently.

Harry had always been gentle with Draco's ears. Last week he'd gently rubbed the tips and they'd ended up missing dinner while snogging in the hallway for longer then Harry thought possible to snog (not that he had much experience). This time a bold passion had stirred inside him and he rubbed both of Draco's ears hard between his fingers.

Needless to say, Harry didn't know Draco made that kind of noise.

It sounded like a pleasing Shrill, not high enough to hurt his ears but high pitched and sing-songy. Harry was tackled to the bed by his mate.

"Draco!" Harry managed as he was kissed all over. The room was unbearably warm now, ether it was Harry's skin or Draco was doing it.

The Fey's shirt had been torn off but they were both reaching for his pants the moment a visitor knocked.

"GO AWAY!" Draco yelled, his voice humming in front of a Shrill.

"DRACONIS LUCIUS MALFOY! Open this door RIGHT now!" The knock came again.

Harry was already blushing and pushing his mate off the bed. He was shivering again as he was still wearing his trousers that were soaked.

"C-clothes?" His teeth chattered.

Draco grabbed clothes for him and Harry ran into the bathroom shutting the door. He had to 'adjust' himself when he realized Harry was getting a hot, steamy, shower...yum...

"DRACO!"

Draco threw open the door with a wave of his hand and Lucius stepped in with his arms crossed.

"What took you so long?"

"I was seducing my mate and you ruined it!" Draco hissed, his eyes mercury colored as he glared at his father, though his wings had subsided.

"Well...sorry." Though he didn't look it. "We have to go on a trip."

"What trip? To where?"

"I'll explain on the way. You have an hour to pack and say goodbye to your mate." Lucius told him.

"Not good enough." Draco told him crossing his arms.

Lucius gave his son a look that he hadn't seen in awhile. You know the one, 'I'm your father do what I say, when I say it' type of look.

"I'm afraid it will have to be. It is for the safety of your mate." Lucius responded. "But it will turn out well. This I promise."

Draco scowled and looked at the grandfather clock across the room. "One hour, the entrance, I'll be there."

Lucius nodded to his only born. "Give Potter my best."

Draco snarled back at him, still unhappy about being interrupted.

His father departed leaving Draco to sit in front of the fire and vent a little. He hated it when his father ordered him around like he was still a child. If he hadn't noticed, Draco was a man now, a man that was trying to seduce his mate.

"Ummm," Harry cleared his throat and Draco inclined his head to gaze at him.

A wicked smile perched itself upon Draco's lips as Harry walked nervously towards him. "What did your father want?"

He sighed and before Harry could protest he was brought down onto his Prince's lap. "I have to go on a trip."

"A t-trip? For how long...I...that is what if I get cold? You said you wouldn't leave me-I..."

Draco saw the panic rise in Harry's eyes and wondered how intense their bond really was. Did his father feel this way when he left his mother?

"Don't worry, I won't be gone long. It's absolutely necessary or I wouldn't be going." Draco assured him.

Harry bit his lip looking away.

"What's the matter?"

"I...we...I mean I should be fighting this right?"

"Fighting what?" Draco's light eyebrows drew together, honestly confused.

"Us. You and me." Harry said, biting his lip again. "Shouldn't I?"

Draco laughed. "I suppose. Doesn't mean you have to."

"I...I like it when you take care of me. Everyone just expects me to take care of everything. Of Voldemort and..."

"Shhh..." Draco sensed this was upsetting the shorter boy so calmed him gently by stroking the base of his neck as Harry curled into his chest.

"It's just...nice...to know someone would be there for me. Do you understand?"

"Yes." He replied, feeling Harry's heartbeat against Draco's ribs.

They lay in silence for a long time until Draco kissed him once more to keep him warm and they walked to the tower stairs where they would part.

"Do you have to go away?"

Draco softly smiled. "Yes."

Harry nodded, looking at his shoes. Draco's fingers ran up to his throat and pulled out the dragonfly pendent placing it on top his shirt for all to see.

"Let my guardian protect and watch over you while I am away." Draco kissed him softly, not for warmth, but for love.

He turned and walked away quickly because he knew he wouldn't be able to in a few minutes.

"Draco!" Harry choked out.

Draco stopped and looked over his shoulder as he stood in the doorway.

"I..." Harry swallowed. "Come home soon?"

A wide grin spread across Draco's face. "Yes, darling." He replied and turned, walking away.

I AM NOT BACK TO WHERE I WAS BEFORE I WAS DELETED YAHOOOOOOOOOO!

Hoped you liked it!

Keyvie