A/N : Thanks so much to Fuzzy once again - this story wouldn't get written if it weren't for Fuzzy. And since I'm in a hurryI can't respond to reviews right now,I will in the next chapter,I promise! Thanks - Toria.

It was later that night, when they were both in bed that Harry heard Draco sigh. "What's wrong?" he asked of his twin.

"Nothing, why do you ask?" Draco asked back.

"Then why did you sigh?" Harry clarified his question.

"Just wondering," Draco answered non-committedly.

"You were just wondering what?" Harry pressed, trying to remain patient.

"Oh, just how long it will be until we have another fight, why we were fighting in the first place, Father's reaction if he ever finds out, what being a twin means… you know, just stuff," Draco answered.

"Oh, so just normal stuff then?" Harry said sarcastically.

"Yep, nothing out of the usual at all," Draco replied, and Harry could tell from his voice that he was smiling.

"Draco?" Harry then questioned as he rolled over to lie on his back and stare at the ceiling.

"Yeah?" Draco replied, as unbeknown to him he mimicked Harry's actions and also rolled over so he was lying on his back, not his side.

"Do you trust Father?" Harry asked quietly, not sure that he wanted his twin to hear, or if he wanted to know his twins answer to the question.

"Of course I trust Father!" Draco told him, shocked at Harry's question. "Why? Don't you?"

"I don't know," Harry told him quietly. "I just can't seem to forget the way he's treated me this past year. Everything's happening so quickly."

"I know what you mean. I mean, it's hardly surprising that we've already been fighting considering the way we've treated each other form the very first day we met," Draco reassured Harry.

"Yeah, I mean, what was Father thinking! That he could just spring this on us and we'd be totally ok with it and just accept each other and him? Life isn't that easy!"

"I know Harry, I know," Draco said around a yawn and he reached out and took Harry's hand, so that they were holding them across the space between their beds. And that is how they feel asleep that night and it was how they woke up the next morning.

A little while later Tom walked into the twins' room to discover what all the noise was about, he was hoping that they hadn't gotten into another argument and was profoundly glad only to discover that a pillow fight had broken out. Tom definitely preferred pillow fights to the fistfight he had had to break up the other day. Harry and Draco, however, stopped the fight as soon as Tom entered the room and looked at each other and then at him guiltily. Tom suppressed a chuckle, but they really did act like scared rabbits around him at times, until they forgot whom he used to be and then they started to act like he was their uncle or possibly an older brother or something, because back in his 'Tom form' he looked, and probably acted, younger than Severus. And Tom definitely preferred it when they forgot themselves – he didn't like scared little rabbits, it made him feel awkward as well as them, not that he'd ever let them know it, of course. But considering that they acted like scared little rabbits around him most of the time, he couldn't imagine why they had chosen to come and stay with him for the first few days of the holidays. But now he was getting lost in his own thoughts and Harry and Draco where still looking at him as if he was about to murder them. Turning his attention fully on Harry and Draco, he asked, "Ok then, do either of you want to explain what's going on in here?"

"We're sorry Sir," Draco whispered, "Please don't tell our Father."

"And you think that you're Father would disapprove of your actions?" Tom then asked.

"We don't know Sir," this time it was Harry who whispered.

"Well, even if your Father doesn't approve, I must certainly do, so you've got nothing to worry about there," Tom said, enjoying the looks of shock which appeared on the twins faces.

Harry and Draco, for their part, just gaped at him and then turned their shocked looks to each other. Then they shared a different look, one of amusement, both clearly sharing the same thought, knowing that the other was thinking what they were thinking and they both collapsed on to one of the beds, Tom identified it as the one Draco was using, and began to giggle. This time it was Tom's turn to be shocked, and the scared little rabbits seemed to of disappeared, at least for the time being.

Tom joined them on the bed, sitting on the edge of it. "I really don't want to know, do I?" he muttered quietly, but both Harry and Draco heard him anyway.

"Nope," they answered him cheerfully, talking as one person, which was slightly weird, but Tom decided that it was a twin thing.

After that, the day seemed to pass by in a blur for all three, with Draco and Harry having the time of their lives. They could hardly believe it when they were tucked up in bed again, and Tom came in to say goodnight and ruffle both of their hairs. And they woke up the next day excited.

"Well, boys," Tom said when they came down to breakfast, "it's been a pleasure to have you here. I'm not sure if you remember that your father is coming for you today..." Harry and Draco HAD forgotten. They gasped, their excited moods dampened. Would their father know they'd been fighting? Breakfast passed in relative silence, both boys scared of what their father might say.

After breakfast, Severus came back. "Has there been any trouble with the boys, Tom?" he asked.

"Oh, the boys haven't been any trouble, Severus," Tom said lightly. "I'm sure they can tell you all about it when you get home. They spent most of their time studying, actually." Harry was surprised. He looked quickly at Tom, who gave him a wink. Neither of these actions was unnoticed by Severus, who frowned. Draco gulped.

When they all got home, Severus glared at his sons. "What happened? I know Tom won't tell me, but he was obviously covering up for you!" Draco looked at Harry, who looked back at him, and neither boy said anything. They avoided their father's eyes.

"Nothing, Father," Draco said.

Severus took Draco's chin in his hand. "Draco, I seem to remember that one of the things I DON'T tolerate is lying..." Draco swallowed hard.

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