Chapter Thirty-Seven

Draco reached up and knocked on the portrait.

Remus answered the door and gave a small smile at the three seventh years. "Hi, Draco, Ron, Hermione."

"Hi, Remus," The three chorused. They could se Sirius sitting on the couch, staring off into space.

"We were going to the Hospital Wing to talk to Harry, and we wanted to know if you and Sirius wanted to come along," Draco told the werewolf. Sirius perked up at Harry's name.

"He—he's to awake, is he?"

Ron shook his head. "He isn't, but talking to him is supposed to help."

"Yeah, we'll go," Sirius nodded, shocking them at his sudden appearance. Remus smiled and took his mate's hand as they left their rooms.

***

"Hi, Harry. It's Remus," Remus began.

"Oh, shove over love. Hey, kiddo. It's Padfoot. You're missing some awesome parties that everyone's throwing just for you," Sirius put on a overly fake cheery voice. "Well, you don't like parties, do you?"

"Padfoot is being a goof, isn't he, Harry?" Remus grinned. The canine couple both wished for an answer, but got none.

Sirius sighed and sat down on the Hospital bed. He changed into a dog and laid his head on Harry's chest. Remus put his hand on the animagus's furry head and petted. Sirius let out a doggy sigh as his head rose with each breath his godson took.

***

Draco sighed and leaned back into George. Fred sat between his legs and leaned back into Draco's arms. Draco wrapped his legs around Fred's waist from behind and laid his chin on the older twin's hair.

"No change, huh?" Draco felt the sound on the words rumble in his lovers' chests as they spoke.

Draco shook his head. "I know he's getting better, though. He sent his boyfriend a dream, and that's supposed to take a lot of energy. He's going t get better. I know he will."

Fred smiled and leaned his head back to give the blonde a kiss, and George kissed his cheek.

"He will get better…"

"simply because you believe it so."

Draco smiled slightly and leaned back into George and pulled Fred back into himself. The Slytherin had never felt safer or more comfortable, and so not long after, he fell asleep.

***

{"Hey, Draco," Harry smiled at him.

"Harry? Harry! You're wasting energy, you dolt!" Draco yelled at him.

Harry shrugged. "You're giving me strength."

"If you stop giving dreams, you'll get better faster," Draco glared at him.

"Oh, so what? This is going to be a short dream, anyway. I just wanted to let you know that talking to me is working," Harry told him. "Padfoot and Moony are in the Hospital Wing right now."

"That's creepy, how you do that," Draco grinned.

"Oh, by the by, congratulations on the engagement!" Harry beamed at him. "I'm going to wake up just so I can be your best man. I do still get to be your best man, don't I?"

Draco nodded, squealed like a girl, and hugged his friend. Harry grinned and hugged him back.

"All right, Dray. I've got to go back now," Harry smiled at him.

"You promise me, so you had better wake up," Draco said sternly.

"Don't worry, Draco. I'll be there," Harry nodded. "Bye."

"Bye."}

Draco sat up quickly, or as much as he could with Fred lying on him.

"Draco?" Fred asked, turning to look at him. "Draco, are you all right?"

"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine," Draco smiled. "I'm perfect."

***

Severus looked down at his comatose lover and sighed. The invisible Potions Master knelt beside the bed and laid his head on Harry's hand. Severus jerked his head up when he felt a finger run across his forehead. But Harry hadn't moved. It was his imagination, playing cruel tricks on him.

The Slytherin laid his head back on the unconscious boy's hand and for the first time in years, he let a tear slip from his eyes.

"Harry, Harry, I love you. Please wake up, Harry. Please." The ex-Death Eater whispered. "I need you."

***

Remus was searching for Sirius. He wasn't worried; he knew Sirius was in the school. The werewolf had looked in every place he could think of, so now it was time to look in the most obvious places; places his husband would never be normally.

Using that logic, the D.A.D.A. professor quickly found the Transfiguration professor in the Library.

The amber-eyed man sat down beside the blue eyes man who was reading medical books.

"Siri?"

The ex-convict looked up at him with tired eyes. "Hey, Remy."

"What're you doing?" the brown haired man asked, laying his chin on his mates shoulder.

"I'm reading stuff about comas," the wizard answered, showing the book to the werewolf.

"Find anything?" Remus asked, kissing the nape of the animagus's neck.

"Not yet." Sirius sighed, putting the book down.

"Well, we'll find something," the younger man sat up straight and reached for another book. Sirius smiled tiredly, gratefully, at his lover.

***

Meanwhile, Ron and Hermione were doing the same as the two professors. The Head Girl had owled her parents, asking for muggle medical books.

When the books had arrived, Hermione made Ron sit down and read them with her. Needless to say, Ron wasn't happy. But Hermione was in a mood. So, if Ron wanted to keep all of his body parts, he had to help his girlfriend.

Oddly enough, Seamus, the ever horny Irishman, had offered to help them instead of shagging his boyfriend. Dean had commented that Hell was freezing over. Seamus had taken a leaf out of Dean's book, and slapped his boyfriend on the back of his head.

***

"Hey, come look at this," Seamus called the other Gryffindors over. He was looking at a human anatomy book.

"What? Did you find something?" Ron asked, walking to him.

"Did I ever! This book is full of pictures of naked guys!" Seamus turned the book around.

"Aw Seamus!"

"Hermione, you naughty girl, your parents sent you porn!" Seamus grinned.

"Seamus, you Irish loon," Hermione pulled the book from his hands. "This is a medical book. Of course it's going to have pictures without their clothes!"

"Well, how was I supposed to know that?" Seamus huffed.

"Isn't your father a muggle?" Ron raised an eyebrow.

"What does that have to do with anything?" Seamus asked cluelessly.

"Oy," Dean threw his hands up.

***

"It's been a month, Albus," The Headmistress sighed.

"My dear Minerva, he will wake up. The ones that love him are healing him everyday," The former Headmaster told her.

"If he doesn't wake up before the beginning of February, I'll have no choice but to have him taken to St. Mungo's."

"Give him until February, then," Albus nodded.

***

Days passed, and it was almost a week later, the 23rd of January.

Draco, Ron and Hermione spent their free time in the Hospital Wing, and were in and out several times a day, much to Mme Pomfrey's dislike. Draco resumed his apprenticeship to the medi-witch, and was in the Infirmary more often than the other two seventh years.

Remus and Sirius came by each day after dinner and stayed for no more than half an hour. They had papers to grade, after all.

Severus only left the Hospital Wing to teach his classes, but no one ever knew he was there, thanks to an Invisible Potion.

Fred and George stopped by a couple times, to see Draco, and t o see how their adopted brother was doing. And much to Headmistress McGonagall's displeasure, they always left some surprised around the castle.

Blaise Zabini had been caught in the Gryffindor dorms, asleep in Neville Longbottom's bed, half naked, wrapped around the other boy. That morning, Blaise began sitting next to his boyfriend at the Gryffindor table. Ginny had moved on to Colin Creevy.

***

"I keep forgetting what day it is," Ron complained as he, Hermione, and Draco walked down the hall, going to breakfast.

"Wednesday, January 24th, you doofus," Draco answered.

"Quit," Hermione warned as the red-head opened his mouth.

"What?" Ron blinked innocently as they walked into the Great Hall.

"I know what you were fixing to do."

Draco snickered as they went to the Gryffindor table. Hermione glared at him, and he quickly stopped. They sat down in front of Neville and Blaise, and only noticed the second Slytherin when he cleared his throat. Draco took one look at him beside the Herbology obsessed Gryffindor and grinned. The brown haired Slytherin blushed slightly and looked at Neville.

"So when did this happen?" Hermione asked with pursed lips.

"Last night," Seamus piped up. "We found them in Nevi's bed this morning. It was so cute!"

Neville glared at the hyper Irish teen. Seamus just flashed a grin at him.

End Chapter Thirty-Seven

Chapter Thirty-Seven, people! I had a bit of trouble with this!

I've decided to do a romantic interlude between the seventh and eighth chapters each time. That means that like with 27, I had an interlude, and then chapter 28. I'm going to have an interlude between this chapter (37) and the next actual chapter, 38. I will do so until the story is finished, which means I may have several interludes by the time this gets finished.

Thanks to Emilea, who typed most of this chapter. She keeps trying to kill me when she reads ATT. I'll write in my notebook, and I'll purposely leave a sentance unfinished cause it gets her mad.

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