Disclaimer:- My plot is mine,however, I neither own nor earn anything from this story.Harry Potter and his world are the intellectual property of J.K. Rowling and her affiliates.
A/N:- Well the whole team is finally assembled, and will be using the Christmas holiday for training and a little fun on the side ;-)
This chapter contains a mild homosexual encounter, if this is difficult for you, consider yourself warned. This chapter start where the last one left off. Please enjoy…
Chapter XXVI – New Relations
Severus was standing with the three phials of potion, still considering what Harry had said. He found his attitude towards the son of his schoolyard nemesis adjusting, becoming marginally softer.
The floo roared into life and a voice called, "Uncle S, are you back?"
"Lab, Draco," Severus replied, watching Harry's face blush.
Draco launched himself through the door, "I'm so sick of being couped up in that room…" but he came to a dead halt. "O-oh…" he stuttered, trying to hide his utter surprise at Harry's presence. His whole demeanour changed, and his voice went cold. "Potter!"
Severus actually laughed. "Oh come, come, Draco, you're seriously slipping if you think I don't know all about you two. Now, how about you go and greet your friend properly." Draco looked at his uncle, who offset what he had just said by saying, "Is your father back yet?" while a mischievous smile played around his mouth.
"Err, no… I'm not expecting him back yet, he wanted to sort everything out before he came back," Draco spluttered vaguely, before asking, "What exactly do you mean by, properly?"
"Dear boy," Severus said, chuckling as he walked over and placed his hand on Draco's shoulder. "I'm certain your imagination can supply any number of possibilities." His eyebrow soared, "Now, I really must get these potions to Hermione."
Still standing contemplating the offer just made to him, Draco remembered Hermione. "Is Mia okay?"
Severus instantly saw red at his offhand question. "She's as okay as you would be if some shitting little fuckwit had kicked your face in and ruptured your spleen, breaking several ribs in the process," Severus hissed irritatedly.
Draco nodded. "My apologies, Uncle S, allow me to rephrase the question."
Harry was impressed by Draco's cool demeanour in the face of his uncle's wrath.
When he spoke again, his voice was still perfectly even. "Is Mia feeling better this morning?"
Severus inclined his head in thanks. "Yes Draco, I believe Hermione is feeling a little better this morning. I will inquire if she is up to visitors while I'm with her." He looked between the two of them, his calm having returned. "Now I'm sure you boys can find a way of amusing yourselves, the possibilities are endless," he stated slyly, and left for Hermione's room.
Harry watched the retreating Potion master's back. When he had come into the lab Severus had shed the flowing robes, and Harry had never seen him without them. However, he only contemplated this a moment before looking to Draco and stuttering, "D-did he just suggest…"
Draco reached forwards and took Harry's hand, and nodded before answering, "His right you know, we do have endless possibilities," he said quietly, and raising his eyebrow, he locked eyes with him, and breathed, "Utterly endless." The blond wizard took a step closer to his obviously flustered companion, and ran his finger down the Gryffindor's cheek before leaning forward and breathing in his ear. "Would you like to amuse yourself with me, Harry?"
Harry almost choked, he was already hard, and words now failed him completely. He wanted this so badly. Draco was blowing in his ear and snickering softly as Harry turned his head enough to bring his tongue to Draco's neck. He used the tip of it to lick a sensual trail from his ear along his jawline.
"Shit, what a hot tongue," Draco moaned, and dipping his head he met it with his own. "You're so fucking hot," he stated seductively, entwining the fingers of both hands through Harry's and backing him up against the wall. Harry found himself submitting, as his hands were pinned lightly by Draco's either side of his head and Draco's mouth descended on his. He willingly let the Slytherin devour him, their tongues raging, battling in their quest for discovery, and Draco's mouth eventually found Harry's ear once more. "Is this what you wanted?" He heard Harry moan, "And this," Draco groaned in his ear, pushing his pelvis against Harry's and grinding.
Harry thought his legs were about the collapse as he felt Draco's hard length rubbing on his through their trousers, and he lost it. His mouth claimed Draco's and he moaned. "Yes, oh fuck, yes, I've wanted you for such a long time.
Draco released Harry's hands, their eyes locked and his hand skimmed down over the Gryffindor's stomach to undo his pants. "All you had to do was ask," he whispered, licking Harry's lips with the tip of his tongue. His hand now inside Harry's trousers caressing his length, "Your cock feels beautiful," he breathed next to Harry's ear. Harry's face contorted in pleasure seeing Draco looking down as he pulled Harry's prick from his open pants.
Of course, perfect moments never last long, and it was then they heard a sobering voice assaulting their brains. "Mr. Malfoy, Mr. Potter?"
"Shit," exclaimed Draco, "your fuckin prude of a head of house." The mood instantly evaporated, and Harry quickly deflated from shear dread. "Fix yourself up, I'll stall her," and he was gone. "Yes, Professor McGonagall?" Draco drawled, sauntering into the sitting room, after making certain his robes covered any evidence of his pleasure.
"Oh there you are, where's Mr. Potter?"
Without blinking Draco replied. "We were talking near Granger's desk, well Potter being completely clumsy managed to knock a pile of papers off, he's currently straightening them."
"Oh, well Miss Granger is ready if you wish to see her," McGonagall stated.
Hearing his head of house coming towards the door, Harry ran with the lie and launched himself at what looked like Hermione's desk. He figured that Snape wouldn't have a bunch of pink roses and forget-me-nots on his, and when she entered the lab, he was ensconced under the table after grabbing a pile of papers.
"Mr. Potter?" Minerva said, only seeing his backside sticking out from underneath, and as Harry's head popped up the stately witch tsked. "You should be more careful," and she glared at him.
He hoped he looked suitably contrite.
"Be good enough to come and see me once you have finished here," she continued.
"Yes, Ma'am," but his expression suddenly changed, and he couldn't contain his grin any longer.
"Why are you grinning like an idiot, Mr. Potter?"
"Oh, no reason, Ma'am," Harry replied innocently.
Her lips tightened. "Very well, just don't forget to come and see me. Good morning, Mr. Potter." Then passing Draco she nodded. "Mr. Malfoy"
"Ma'am," Draco returned politely, and watched her turn towards the floo as Harry appeared in the doorway. "We must continue our conversation later, Potter."
Trying not to blush Harry replied, "Yes, it was a surprisingly interesting discussion, Malfoy."
Minerva shook her head and muttered to the fireplace, "My office," and stepped in as the flames turned green.
"Oh Severus, how could you?" Hermione squealed. "She almost choked this morning when Harry and I only mentioned how he felt about Draco. What if she goes out there and…" but soon Hermione couldn't contain her mirth at that image and started to giggle.
"Yes?" Severus inquired, gathering her more firmly into his arms, "and you shouldn't laugh, it will only hurt you," he said, watching her frowning in pain before brushing her lips with his. He occupied himself caressing her pretty bow-like mouth a moment, and was half way to her ear when Hermione heard his muffled voice between kisses. "I only told them to find something to amuse themselves with, how am I to know what they're up to?" he stated innocently, but finally pulling away from her, he sighed, "You taste amazing," he stated, wearing an obscenely mischievous grin.
Seeing the grin, Hermione regarded him sceptically. "Oh sure you did, you simply love getting a rise out of Aunt Minerva, don't you?" He watched her hands come up to her face, as she gasped. "That still sounds foreign." She smiled. "Right," and she nodded, "but foreign."
"Don't worry, you'll get used to it." Then he appeared to remember their original line of conversation, and his grin became predatory as he moved back to his task of kissing and licking her neck. His hot breath finally breathing in her ear. "I suppose I could be guilty of baiting her just a little bit, but she just reacts so well," he mumbled into Hermione's neck, before moving his mouth lower and letting his lips brush along her jugular. "I can't get over how amazing you taste," and he wondered if her skin tasted this good, what would the rest of her taste like? Proceeding to lightly pull her bottom lip into his mouth to play with it, a shiver of anticipation past through him at the thought of another part of her anatomy in the same position.
"Severus that tickles," Hermione tried to murmur around his lips, and her attendant chuckled against her mouth.
"Feels fabulous to me, love," he mumbled, kissing his way to the other side, this set her giggling again. "Don't do that, you'll hurt yourself," he admonished playfully, still against her mouth.
Hermione groaned. "Well stop exciting me then, I'm supposed to be resting."
"Oh, so it's all my fault, is it?" he replied teasingly, cocking his eyebrow. He ran his thumb softly over her now swollen lower lip. "And you are resting; I'm the one doing all the work."
Hermione had the urge to tell him he could explore anything he wanted, she was literally aching for his attentions to become more intense, and she opened her mouth further, wanting desperately to suck his thumb into it.
"I think you're getting better already," Severus murmured, watching his thumb moving on her swollen pink lip, and teetering on the cusp of being sucked into her parted lips.
Their playful conversation was interrupted by a knock on the door, and Severus immediately released her and stood, although still smiling like a predator as he did so. "Ah Draco, Potter." If possible his grin grew. "There arose no incensed cry from mother Gryffindor, so I assume you were innocently amusing yourselves."
Draco shot Severus a glare. "Uncle S, you bastard, you sent her after us on purpose," then looking at Harry and seeing him blush he continued. "Stop it, you're upsetting Harry."
Hermione was a little surprised to see how quickly they had bonded, but very touched to see him then pull Harry protectively against himself.
Severus' mouth twitched. "Well a man's got to have some fun, and I see at least you put the time into something productive," he chuckled.
"You looked like you were having plenty of fun when we came to the door," Draco returned.
"Touché, dear boy, you're getting quicker," Severus laughed.
They heard the floo activate and then something heavy land afterwards, followed by the aristocratic tones of Lucius Malfoy. "Severus?"
"It's like Waterloo Station in here today," Severus muttered under his breath, and was off out the door. "What in hell are you doing to my living room, Lucius?" he asked irritated.
"Oh keep your pants on man, it's for Hermione," the three in the bedroom heard, as Severus stormed into his sitting room raging his fury.
"Help me move them into her living room," Lucius continued.
"Why the hell have you brought Hermione two large packing crates?"
"You'll find out after she does, where is the poor, sweet girl?" Lucius asked soothingly, as he removed his cloak and sat his cane down, then dug carefully in his jacket pocket.
"She's resting, in bed."
"Is she up to visitors?"
"Draco and Potter are already in there."
"Well lead on then, kind sir," he said, enlarging a spray of orchids he had just removed from his coat. Severus looked at him irritated. Then turning he pointed his wand.
A huge vase of crimson cabbage roses appeared on Hermione's bedside table.
"Oh, father must have brought flowers," Draco said, snickering. "Uncle S is upping the ante before father sees."
Hermione was in the middle gushing about the roses that had just landed next to her, when an irritated Severus, stalked back through the door followed by a chuckling Lucius, who was in the middle of saying "...can't believe you forgot to give the woman you love flowers when she was feeling awful."
"Oh go fuck yourself," Severus huffed, under his breath.
Lucius sighed philosophically. "Ah, if only that were possible, it would save me a fortune in whores," he whispered to his friend, as they entered the room.
"Severus," Hermione gushed holding out her hand to him. "They're beautiful." She stated, only grimacing a little as she pulled the disgruntled wizard down and presented him with a tender, caressing kiss. "Thank you, sweet man." She kept a tight hold on his hand, and also noticed he was wearing a happy smile now as he stood next to her. Hermione sighed; she never tired of seeing Severus' smile
Lucius approached her in his usual confident style. Seeming unaffected that she was in her dressing gown in her bed. "I do hope you are not thinking unkindly towards the upstanding members of Slytherin house in the light of some member's disgusting and thuggish behaviour, Hermione, my dear?" Lucius inquired, offering her the orchids. "I cut these for you in my greenhouse before I returned. I do hope they will assist in your recovery." Lucius then stepped back again and acknowledged his son and Harry.
"Thank you, s-sir" she said, setting them down in her lap.
Lucius took a breath and continued, "When you are recovered enough to leave your bed, you will find two large crates in your living room. You are just starting out, and I thought you may appreciate a helping hand. I am certain you will wish to transfigure the garments in some way, so you don't walk around looking like a Narcissa clone." Lucius actually choked a little when he then said, "But I wanted her things to go somewhere nice, and well you were my obvious choice."
Hermione had tears in her eyes as she looked around the room. Harry was holding Draco who had tears running down his face, then up to Severus and she noticed even he looked a little misty eyed.
"Go on," Severus said, smiling at her unspoken request to thank Lucius, "he deserves it."
The young woman looked back at the normally cool blond wizard, and held out her hand. "Thank you," she said, wiping her eyes. Lucius graced her with a genuine smile that actually reached his eyes, something she felt bad now for thinking him not capable of. Moving forward he leaned down to her and Hermione pulled him tight, saying quietly, "That was beautiful, and I appreciate it very much, sir." She gave him a kiss on the cheek, holding him close for just a moment.
As Lucius straightened he nodded. "You are most welcome, and I wish you would call me Lucius," he drawled, watching as Hermione smiled happily. "Rest, my dear, I will see you later, good day," Lucius stated, bowing to Hermione, he picked up her hand and kissed it before he nodded to Harry. "Mr. Potter," then said to his son. "Will you come please, Draco?"
Draco nodded, and whispered in Harry's ear, "I can see father's upset now I better go with him, I'll catch you later," he gave him a kiss on the cheek and got up, Harry smiled.
Draco moved to Hermione and leaning down gave her a kiss on the cheek as well. "Take care, Mia," then turning, "See you later, Uncle S."
Severus nodded and saw the two guests back to the floo.
Harry was hugging Hermione when he returned to the doorway, he could see Hermione yawning. It really was time for her to rest now. "...Hermes this is all so amazing to take in," he heard the young man say.
"So you and Draco finally connected," Hermione said tiredly.
"He is so hot, he's amazing."
Yawning again she smiled. "I'm glad you finally worked out what's best for you, Harry."
Seeing how tired she was Harry said, "So am I, you better get some sleep. I'll go and see McGonagall now."
As he straightened up and turned, he saw the Potion master in the doorway, Severus looked at him a moment, then nodded. "Remember, Mr. Potter, loose lips," and he looked at him hard.
"It's okay, sir. I know when I'm on a good thing. I might be slower than you two, but I'm not stupid."
"Glad to hear it," Severus said, trying to sound pleasant in the hope of easing the tension between them. "Good day, Mr. Potter," he continued, ushering him towards Hermione's floo.
"I know its boring love, but I think you better get some sleep," Severus said, coming back into Hermione's room, he smiled when he found her already asleep. He quietly divested her of her dressing gown, and felt himself harden just looking at the gorgeous scrap of crimson silk and lace that had been hiding under her robe. It clung to her curves and he had hard time ignoring the urge to rip it off her and let his eyes drink her in. He pulled the covers around her, kissed her head and left her to sleep.
Severus was passing back through Hermione's living room, musing on the next step of starting to unwrap his Hermione; he was really looking forward to that, and his eyebrow cocked thinking of that longed for event. Then his thoughts then turned to Lucius, he knew his friend was watching Hermione as he watched any comely witch, and he was very aware of what he was thinking. They hadn't discussed it, but he knew Lucius. Lucius also knew was how fiercely possessive Severus was of Hermione. The tiny scene that had just played out had better not have had any strings attached.
Those thoughts spurred his mind further; No. Lucius knows he would catch the sharp pointy end of my wand under his throat, if he looked at Hermione the way. He was just musing over this fact when the vain of his thoughts made him glance involuntarily at the crates as he walked past. Something from one of them drew his attention pointedly and all thoughts of anything except protecting Hermione were instantly erased from his mind, and his wand was drawn. "Lotti, bring Lucius Malfoy, immediately," he called.
Lucius arrived via the floo, moments later. "Where are you?" his concerned voice inquired.
"Hermione's living room," Severus replied, casting a silencing charm, so as not to disturb Hermione.
"What the hell's the matter, your elf…" he said, running into the room his eyes instantly going to Severus' and then following them to the crate.
"Did you see that?" Severus said, as another small pulse of blue was just evident in the crate.
"Oh shit," exclaimed the blond wizard.
"This is very important Lucius; did you at any time leave these crates unattended after you packed them?"
Lucius caught on instantly. "Fucking, Bella, shit that witch is an interfering bloody cow, I only left them to get the orchids before I came here."
"Well obviously, that was enough time." Another stronger pulse flashed from within the crate. "Looks like she put a time strengthened summoning spell on it." Severus shook his head. "For a mad bitch, she's bloody smart." He huffed, "Right! Lotti!" and the little elf returned. "Summon Minerva, and then bring Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy. Oh and get, what's its name... err Tinky, to bring Ginevra Weasley." Severus turned back to Lucius. "Do you still have that storage facility in Knockturn Alley?" He watched as Lucius nodded. "Then that's where they go, we can retrieve them once the spell has allowed us to capture some more scum." Lucius nodded once more as the floo activated in the next room and Minerva walked in just in time to witness another pulse of blue.
"What in hell is that?" she demanded.
"Ah Minerva, that is Bellatrix trying to take Hogwarts by surprise. We need Tonks, Remus and Kingsley straight away, by the increasing strength of those pulses and taking into account the greater distance of Knockturn Alley, I'll say we'll have some more Death Eaters for them in about an hour, get them to meet us at..." he turned to Lucius for the address, "In ten minutes," Minerva gasped, nodded and was gone again.
Lotti then turned up with Harry, Draco and then finally Tinky with a very startled Ginny. The cacophony of voices all trying to be heard at the same time, obviously disconcerting her further.
"Silence!" Severus commanded, then turning to a blinking Ginny. "Miss Weasley, I assume Professor McGonagall has been kind enough to inform you that your friend Miss Granger did indeed survive the attempt on her life?" He watched as Ginny just nodded. "Then would you be good enough to sit with her for a while, she is currently resting. The boys will be back after they have helped us. All the entrances are warded against all others except your head of house, or us returning. All four of you are then to stay here in these rooms until we return. Use one of our trusted elves if you need anything, do you know which elves they are?" Severus finished.
Still surveying the occupants of the room and her current location with caution, Ginny nodded once. "Err, yes, sir. W-where did you say 'Mione was?" she stuttered.
"Through there, Miss Weasley, do you understand what I am asking of you?"
"Yes, sir, no one in or out until you, Professors McGonagall or Malfoy return."
"Good, go," he said, "speed is of the essence; we need to get these crates moved." As she watched with horror, an even stronger pulse of blue filled the room. "It's all right, Miss Weasley, I know you've had a few terrible shocks in the last twenty four hours, but I assure you, you will both be perfectly secure here," Severus stated, trying to boost the young woman's confidence.
Harry was not aware of what Ginny had been told last night about Voldemort's intentions towards her, but he could plainly see that she was completely at sea about something. He walked towards her and drew her into his arms. "You are safe, Gin, I promise," he assured her. "I know it's all very weird, but Hermione trusts these three Slytherins and so does Prof McGonagall, me too. It will be all right." He kissed her head.
She looked up at him with her lip wedged between her teeth. "Thanks, Harry," she said.
He watched her hurrying towards the door Severus had indicated, glancing back over her shoulder as she moved and once she'd disappeared through then Harry turned back to the crates and saw the others waiting patiently.
"Right," Severus stated. "We can't risk a lightening charm it might alert her that we're onto her. Draco, you and Lucius take that one."
"I think we better glamour these two, before we go," Lucius stated to Severus.
"Yes, pardon me a moment, Mr. Potter," and Severus gave him brown, shoulder length hair and brown eyes, while Lucius adjusted Draco's appearance.
"Mr. Potter if you please," Severus indicated the other side of the crate nearest to them, and put his wand between his teeth so he could still open the portal. "Okay, lift." The dark-haired wizard wasn't happy about taking the boys with them, but they had little choice, the only other people they trusted were organising a surprise for the Death Eaters.
"Won't moving them through there disturb them?" Harry asked, nodding towards the shimmering blue door way that had just appeared. He hadn't even flinched when the portal opened.
"It shouldn't," Severus said, then after he'd put his wand in his mouth, he continued through his teeth. "It's only indirectly affecting them." They lugged the crates through the portal and came out at the front gates of Hogwarts. "We will apparate from here, too risky to use portals outside Hogwarts."
The men hauled the crates through the main gates. "Now, side-alonging with an object in between, just follow my movements and I'll get us both there," Severus said to Harry, and watched him nod.
"Very well, you do the same," Lucius indicated to the young man beside him, who now had black hair and blue eyes.
Once they arrived at the warehouse, Severus asked, "Did you bring anything else from the Manor?"
"Only the clothes father thought I might like to keep," Draco cut in.
"We better check them then," said Severus, turning to Harry. "Mr. Potter if you will grasp my elbow and again move with me," Harry felt himself being squeezed and constricted, and they were back at the gates of Hogwarts. The Potion master saw the young man lurch unsteadily, and stepped out of his way before steadying him. "Was that your first apparition experience?"
"No, sir, Professor Dumbledore has side-alonged me a few times, but it still turns my stomach."
Severus chuckled, "And it will continue to do so for some time," he commented casually, leading them straight through another portal.
They stepped into Draco's bedroom. "Shit, I wish I could do that," Lucius grumbled, "Think of the bedrooms I could get into."
Severus shook his head and huffed. "You're not a head of house, and do you ever think of anything except sex?" Lucius looked at him like he was stupid. "Don't bother, I know the answer," Severus finished, laughing, as an almost blinding flash of blue hit them.
"Using her nephew," Lucius shook his head.
"Are you certain there was nothing else?"
"No, the only other thing I brought back were the orchids, and they were in my sight or pocket from the moment I cut and shrank them.
"All right you two floo back to Hermione and Ginevra, dispose of the orchids if they start to glow, and keep the girls safe. We'll be back when we've dealt with this."
The men left with the crate to meet with the Aurors and Harry and Draco cancelled the glamours and floo'd back to Hermione's quarters.