CHAPTER TWENTY TWO

(HARRY GRANGER-POTTER'S POINT OF VIEW)

While watching the happenings of the room, Harry was struck with the sheer beauty of the act of sharing intimacy. It wasnt about who could get his sister off the most but the almost holy worship of someone who has nothing to gain in from simply screwing three men. Understanding dawned on him as clear as day, what they did wasn't simply fucking someone and then leaving. They made love to her like a someone who was cherished and protected.

He was amazed a the 'art' that they had created. There was something to be said about some 'deviance' as people would perceived this as, but as Lucius pointed out when it was done correctly. And it would seem that the older men were masters of their field. He wondered if this was what was referred to as 'kink' although he didn't whole heartedly believe it was. Obviously it couldn't be shown in the national art gallery. So where would they be shown?

Harry looked around the room again. Introspection had left him oblivious to the goings on. Both couples were finishing up their activities. And he could hear the bath running. Draco was picking up his witch and taking her to get cleaned up. The look on his face was something many dont see... love. They went into the bathroom but the door remained open. There was no hiding secrets and no walls erected afterwards. He now had a better understanding as to why he always wanted his sister to watch. They were the observer and had a fair idea on what's enjoyable and what isn't. They were there to stop any roughhousing and protect everyone. With that realisation made. He moved onto the mixing of auras that happed when the four of them came together.

That was something. And the lights were almost blinding. Yet if someone asked what a symphony looked like he would without a doubt say it looked like the auras before. It was harmonious and dramatic yet blended and defined as well. Harry was almost meditating on the experience.

"Ask your questions Harry. But wait until Drake and Mya get back please. After that I am longing for my bed, and Hogwarts will notify the headmistress if a professor remains in a student's room overnight." Severus' state tiredly.

Lucius cuddled into his partner and sighed. The room was in a peaceful silence.

Twenty minutes later Hermione and Draco emerged from the bath room, he was once again carrying her, when he sat down she was on his lap and her head tucked between his shoulder and chin. A nod at Harry and the question the most on his mind came to light.

"I was wondering what that light was?" He asked in awe.

"You saw that too? Well it has to do with sex magic. In relation to the time line of magics it is right up there with elemental magic and death magic. Depending on the partners and how unscripted the acts are is to if it is actually achievable. It is the hardest magic to master. I mean elemental magic is used by everyone everywhere. Death magic - well there are always people dying with unfinished business or a message to pass on before leaving this realm, but Sex magic, everything needs to be perfect, the partners, the time, the atmosphere and ley lines. It's not something everyone just tries and masters in one go. It took months for Drake and Mya to come to the place in their relationship that they are now. Drake had his reservations about it happening and so did I."

Harry nodded but it was Draco that came up with the next question. "What was it that we saw?"

"What did you see?" Lucius was suddenly alert.

"Mya and I walking a path, walking thought people but it was mainly men that I saw. There were only a few women." Interested he asked Hermione what she saw.

"I saw the crowd like Dragon did, then a room filled with elders making decisions. Harry?"

"I saw peace and contentment. And understanding."

Lucius looked up from his contemplation. "I saw a crowd filled with men and few witches. They were agitated and restless, like a build up to a battle. I know you saw something Sev what was it?"

"I saw decisions and announcements being made and some couples having extra people join them."

All of the room fell in to silence. Wondering what it all meant. Slowly good nights were murmured and they all went their seperate ways. Leaving Draco to tuck his witch into bed and slide in next to her. Troubling thoughts plagued the five of them well into the next day.

This was a year that could not afford distractions.