Harry jolted awake to the feeling of fingers tracing along the scars on his back. He instinctively reached out with the link to Severus but he wasn't the one running his fingers along the scars.
"That tickles," Harry muttered and Dracka chuckled.
Dracka ran his hand further down his back, pushing the blanket down as he went until Harry was uncovered completely. Harry went to roll onto his back but Dracka held him in place with a hand like steel on his hip as he ran his fingers over the scars.
"Right there?" Harry asked as he glanced over at the vampire, unsure what the man was up to.
"Severus handed me a jar of bruising balm and pointed me to the bedroom," Dracka replied in amusement and Harry raised an eyebrow. "I took that as an invitation."
"I don't see the bruising balm, Mr Dracka." Harry remarked lightly and then hissed as Dracka hit a tender spot.
Dracka moved his hand along one of the lines with unreadable eyes and Harry frowned as he watched him. Dracka leaned forward and kissed his shoulder before running his hand further down his back. Harry could see the man was hard as he knelt on the edge of the bed and felt nervousness in his stomach at the look in Dracka's dark eyes. He had been around enough vampires to know what they were like and how Dracka could get, especially after feeding. Dracka paused and lifted his head slightly to sniff the air before locking eyes with him.
"Lay on your stomach," Dracka requested as he held his hip.
"No," Harry replied with steel to his voice.
"I'm just going to do as I'm told," Dracka stated with a smirk as he scooped up the jar of bruising balm and held it up.
Harry eyed him off for a few more minutes while Dracka just sat there until he rolled onto his stomach. He tensed when Dracka saddled his waist and he could feel the man's interest on his back.
'Are you okay?' Severus thought along the link, picking up on his feelings.
'For now,' Harry replied. 'I'll get you back for this, though.'
Amusement was his only answer as Dracka ran his fingers over his back as he worked the bruising balm in. The cool feeling of the vampire's fingers, warming up as he worked on him and Harry slowly started to relax as he kept an eye on the other man. He tensed when Dracka ran his hand over his ass.
"Don't even think about it," Harry growled and Dracka's fingers moved back up his back.
"I'm a vampire, Blake." Dracka replied mildly.
"I'm aware of that," Harry snapped. "I can feel your hard on, on my back."
Dracka chuckled.
"Want to feel it anywhere else?" Dracka purred in his ear.
"I'll call Severus," Harry added mildly.
"Is that a threat or a promise?" Dracka whispered in his ear and grabbed his hips.
Harry hissed in pain as the man's added weight pushed on his still healing body and Dracka quickly pulled back. He gasped as he rode out the pain and could feel Dracka beside him with his hand resting lightly on his back.
"I give you one thing to do!"
Harry snickered as Severus hauled the vampire from the bed and the man yelped. Severus slammed him up against the wall in one movement. Dracka squeaked as Severus grabbed him and gave him a pull as he held the man against the wall with dark magic crackling along his skin. Harry chuckled as he felt amusement and frustration in equal measures along the link with Severus.
"I didn't do anything!" Dracka yelped then moaned as Severus stroked him.
"You may be an elder Vampire, Dracka." Harry retorted, watching them with dark eyes and not moving. "But you have nothing on Severus."
Dracka's eyes flicked over to him but Severus growled low in his throat and pushed into him. Severus pushed his head to the side and bit down hard on the vampire's neck. Dracka moaned loudly as Harry shifted onto his side to watch them. His lover pushing Dracka to the edge of coming as he pinned him to the wall.
Dracka growled low in his throat as Severus pulled him one more time and he came with a shout and Harry snickered. Severus let him go as he panted against the wall and looked over at Harry before stalking towards the bed, leaving Dracka gasping. Harry looked up in amusement as Severus stepped closer, his eyes dark. Severus cast a quick cleaning spell before picking up the jar of bruising balm.
"Are you going to finished that first?" Harry asked as he looked over at Dracka panting against the wall.
"He's done," Severus purred.
Harry snorted as he rolled onto his back as Severus's eyes rested on him. Dracka pulled himself together as Harry ran his eyes over the other man. His skin was flawless with a dark sprinkling of hair over his chest, under his arms and trailing down his tight stomach to gather further down as his dark eyes watched Severus warily. He moved gracefully to his feet as he eyed them off before stepping closer. Severus flicked his eyes in his direction before turning back to working the bruising balm into Harry's chest.
Harry could see marks on vampire's throat from Severus's arm and also where he had bitten him. The cord with the daylight pendant hanging around his neck was the only thing he was wearing as he moved towards the bed. Harry reached out with his magic and brushed it against the vampire and his eyes flicked to him as they darkened.
"Come here," Harry offered and patted the bed next to him as Severus rubbed some of the bruising balm into his side with soft fingers.
Dracka eyed them off before moving to the side of the bed and sitting on the edge. Harry could tell that he wasn't sure with the situation.
"Finished?" Harry asked Severus.
"For now," The man replied as he capped the jar.
Severus leaned down and gave him a soft kiss, taking his time before pulling back with a slight wince. Harry fed a little magic along the link, ignoring the slight pain.
"Stop that," Severus snapped at him and Harry grinned.
Severus gave him a look and glanced at Dracka before placing the balm on the bedside table and stalking from the room. Harry buried himself under the covers and looked over to Dracka.
"Come on," Harry encouraged and held the blanket up in invitation.
Dracka gave him a leer but his eyes were still guarded as he slipped under the covers. Harry pulled the man close and wrapped his arm around his chest as Dracka turned away from him. He tangled his legs with the vampire, feeling the slight coldness to his skin as he wiggled close until there was no space between them. His skin starting to warm up the other man's skin.
He ran his hand down his side, feeling the fine hairs as he settled in. He was just starting to drift off when Dracka spoke.
"Wasn't expecting that," Dracka muttered.
"Hmm," Harry hummed in question. "From Severus?"
"Yes," Dracka replied, as he grabbed his hand and placed it on his stomach. "Was expecting that from you, not him."
"Me?" Harry muttered in amusement. "You won't get that from me."
Harry placed a kiss on the back of the vampire's neck and Dracka shivered.
"Why?" Dracka asked softly just as Harry was drifting off.
"Why what?" Harry asked as he wiggled onto his back.
Dracka moved to face him.
"Why have you decided on this now?" Dracka asked. "I haven't seen you for over a year and a half. I have a lover."
Harry tensed at those words and pulled back as he looked at the vampire.
"Don't tell Severus that," Harry warned. "Sorry Dracka. I can't see if you have any magic around you. Bound?"
"Are you okay?" Dracka asked in concern and placed his hand on his chest.
"No," Harry replied and ran a hand over his head. "Sorry. I need sleep, I've been boosting Severus's magic reserves. You can go back to your Coven if that's what you want. Our offer still stands though."
Harry turned away from Dracka tiredly, giving the vampire an out. He would feel happier with the man there, they were staying in one of his rentals and he hadn't been able to place wards around it. Kingsley had given him some of his Aurors and Bill would be around in the morning to lay wards but he didn't feel safe, while his reserves were so low. Having the vampire here was a comfort and not just to him.
Harry started slightly when Dracka wrapped his arm around him and curled up along his back. He relaxed back into the cooler body as he closed his eyes. Dracka ran his hand up and down his side as he drifted off to sleep.
Harry woke briefly when he felt the wards being worked on before sleep pulled him back down again.
xXx
Severus closed the bedroom door and turned away with a sigh as he made his way back to the living room. The vampire looked up when he walked into the room and he moved to the lounge and eased himself down. His stomach still tender where the bullet had hit him but otherwise he was healing well.
"Still sleeping?" Dracka asked.
"Yes," Severus replied.
Severus looked the vampire over and could see the concern in his eyes as he looked over at him. Blake had been in and out for the last week and it was even starting to concern Severus. The man kept sending magic his way and he knew that had something to do with Blake's slow healing. He cupped the back of his head as he leaned forward, knowing he needed the extra boost in magic but so did Blake.
He started when hands grabbed his wrists in a steel grip and moved them. He looked into Dracka's dark eyes as he knelt before him.
"You're concerned?" Dracka questioned softly.
"Yes," Severus confirmed and sat back in his seat as Dracka held his wrists.
Dracka released his wrists and ran his hands up Severus's thighs and he leaned further back on the couch. Dracka gave him a leer as he moved between his legs and Severus watched him with dark eyes. Dracka ran his hands under his shirt and Severus slipped out of his robes before carefully unbuttoning his shirt. Dracka traced his hands over the bruising on his torso from the bullet wound in his side.
The demon in him growled at the marks and he looked up at Severus knowing his eyes were shining red. Severus raised an eyebrow in question as he laid his hands on Dracka's sides.
"What are you after?" Severus purred. "There are a few bedrooms around here."
Severus's words went straight through him but he glanced over at the closed bedroom door. Severus's hands clenched around his sides bringing his attention back to the man before him.
"You," Dracka replied softly.
"I'm still recovering Dracka," Severus countered as he leaned forward.
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He came with a soft moan then grimaced as he felt something twist.
Severus moved to his side and wrapped an arm around his middle as he panted shallowly. Dracka ran his hand down his side.
"Are you okay?" Dracka asked.
"I think I pulled something," Severus gasped as he held his side.
"And they call me an idiot."
Both men looked up to see Blake leaning in the doorway, in just his jeans, looking down at them. Dracka flinched and snatched his hand back from Severus.
"Do you need me to call Ry?" Blake asked mildly as he looked at them with unreadable eyes.
"Better than Albert," Severus gasped, holding his stomach.
Blake nodded and left the doorway and Dracka relaxed slightly. Severus looked up at him with dark eyes. Severus reached out and placed his hand on the vampire's leg and he jumped slightly at the contact and Severus frowned.
"Right there?" Severus asked softly.
"I better dress before Ry gets here," Dracka uttered and quickly jumped from the bed.
Severus watched him with dark eyes as he held his side. Dracka moved into the living room and Blake looked over at him with his phone to his ear.
"Hold on," Blake said into the phone. "Ry should be here in about ten minutes."
"Okay," Dracka answered as he kept his head down slightly as Blake gave him a nod.
He quickly moved into the other bedroom to dress. He wasn't sure if he'd over stepped a boundary and Blake was giving nothing away.
xXx
Harry looked down at Severus as the man curled up on his side with an arm wrapped around his middle. Severus just looked up at him with pain in his eyes. He reached forward and touched the mixed magic on the man's skin, letting it play along his fingertips.
"You idiot," Harry hissed. "What were you thinking!"
"With my cock," Severus replied as Harry held out a pain potion.
"Severus," Harry said softly as the man took the potion. "We have time-"
"What did he do this time?" Ry cut in as he walked into the room. "Ugh, Dad!"
Harry looked over at his son in the doorway as he looked Severus's naked body over.
"Like you haven't seen him naked before," Harry said mildly and Severus snorted.
"If you could stay out of trouble, I wouldn't have to!" Ry snapped as he moved into the room, still in his Auror uniform. "Or use a sheet! Or pants or something really!"
"And here I thought that these were the perks to having a healer at my beck and call," Harry muttered with a smirk before sitting on the edge of the bed and cupping his head in his hands.
Ry looked at him sharply as he pulled his wand and ran it over him with a frown. Harry shivered as the magic settled over him. He lifted his head and looked at his son.
"You are meant to be helping, Severus." Harry pointed out. "Not me."
"Why are you healing so slowly?" Ry asked with a frown. "You should be further along than you are. Was it something they did while you were captured?"
"He is passing his magic to me and I can't stop him," Severus snapped, throwing him in front of the bus.
"You idiot," Ry snapped, his eyes flashing.
Harry just gave him a grin and pointed at Severus.
"Your patient, Mr Potter." Harry drawled with a smirk.
"You are testing my patience," Ry snapped back at his father.
"You are not alone there," Severus added.
Harry looked over at the man and gave him a wink. Ry sighed and moved his wand to Severus then froze as his eyes widened. He slowly turned his head to look over at his father in shock. It was almost worth it to see the look on his son's face and he shared a look with Severus before meeting Ry's eyes again.
"Problem?" Harry asked sweetly.
"Why does he…" Ry trailed off as he looked between his father and Severus.
"Just heal him, please." Harry requested as he rubbed his head.
Ry turned back to Severus and whispered the healing spells under his breath as Severus's breathing eased off and his eyes started to close. Harry pushed a little magic along the link and Ry snapped his other hand out towards him. Harry pulled back sharply from the blow, which didn't land and hissed as it pulled on his own injuries. Ry glanced over at him before focusing back on Severus before placing his wand away. They both knew that Severus was out.
Harry ran his hand over Severus's head, feeling Dracka and Severus's joined magic brushing his hand. He sighed before facing the blazing green eyes of his son.
"Stop sending your magic over the link!" Ry hissed. "He has enough and you don't! You can't even brush that joined magic off his skin!"
Harry looked away from his son and Ry placed a hand on his shoulder.
"What is going on?" Ry asked softly. "That is not your joined magic."
"No, it isn't." Harry agreed and looked at his son head on.
Ry sighed and flicked his wand and a blanket fell over Severus. With another flick the joined magic was brushed away from Severus's skin before he turned the wand back onto Harry.
"Kingsley has had no luck finding out who linked up the floo, the paperwork was a dead end." Ry told him, changing the subject. "We have found nothing to give us something to work on at the building either."
"So, nothing?" Harry asked then winced as pain laced across his ribs.
"Sorry," Ry apologised. "There is an infection there. This is not going to be nice."
"We'll do it in the other room," Harry remarked as he looked over at Severus.
"Are you okay?"
"No," Harry answered, running a hand over his head. "No, I'm not."
Ry grabbed his hand and pulled him to his feet and wrapped his arms around him. Harry took in the comfort as he relaxed into his son's arms before he pushed him back and looked into his eyes.
"Come on," Ry encouraged.
Ry and Harry moved out into the living room to see Dracka at the dining table. The vampire looked up with dark eyes as he looked at them.
"My son is going to torture me for a while," Harry said mildly. "Severus is out."
Ry moved towards the vampire and Harry watched them carefully but the man just pulled out his potion's pouch and held out a couple of potions.
"When he wakes up, give him this one." Ry ordered as he placed one vial on the table. "If he complains, give him this one as well. If he doesn't take them, call him a stubborn idiot and that you will call Albert. If he still gives you trouble, call Albert."
Harry snorted loudly.
"When Dad wakes up," Ry continued. "Have a coffee ready."
"Ha!" Harry barked in amusement. "No potions for me?"
Ry turned to his father and gave him a smirk and Harry stilled.
"Ah shit," Harry muttered and he noticed Dracka tense. "Really?"
"Yes," Ry replied.
"What are you going to do?" Dracka demanded.
"Put a block on my magic," Harry explained. "I can break through it if I need to, but it will stop me from using magic for a while."
Dracka growled and Ry looked at him mildly but Dracka only had eyes for Harry.
"Ry, can you wait in the bedroom please?" Harry requested.
"Oh, yes." Ry answered. "I don't want to be out here when the fists start flying. I'm just the one that cleans up after."
Harry looked over at his son in amusement as the man strolled into his bedroom and shut the door before he stepped towards Dracka. The vampire jumped to his feet and stalked forward. Harry stopped a few feet away and Dracka closed the distance. He grabbed his waist and pulled him close and Harry swallowed back the pain.
Dracka growled low in his throat as Harry held himself steady with the vampire's hands clamped around his hips. Dracka looked down at him with dark eyes before leaning forward and sniffing his neck.
"Would you stop doing that!" Harry snapped. "If you won't tell me why, bloody stop it."
Dracka chuckled and pulled back, his dark eyes soft. Dracka pulled him forward and Harry couldn't stop the hiss of pain this time and the man released him quickly.
"Are you staying here?" Harry asked softly.
"For the moment," Dracka stated.
"It's us or nothing, Dracka." Harry stated. "Severus will not settle for anything else. Think about it."
Harry went to turn but Dracka grabbed his arm and pulled him back. Harry flinched as pain flared through him and he bit his lip slightly. Dracka leaned down and took him in a kiss then moaned as he tasted Harry's blood. He deepened the kiss as his hands held him when they pulled back. Dracka's eyes looked him over before his lips curled up.
"You don't look good," Dracka muttered.
"That's a blow to my ego," Harry said with a smirk. "Go keep Severus company then."
Dracka's lips twisted up in a smile. Harry patted the vampire's bum before turning away and limping to his bedroom, pushing the pain to the side. He moved into the room to see Ry set up and ready for him.
"Ah, shit." Harry muttered as he moved to the bed and sprawled out. "At least it's not at a hospital."
"I can always work that out," Ry responded with a smirk. "If you give me any trouble."
Harry groaned, his son was too much like him sometimes.
xXx
Severus woke feeling groggy with a body curled along his back and he frowned at the feeling, it wasn't Blake. He reached out to the link with the man but it felt faint. He couldn't feel anything else, so he knew the man was asleep. He felt better as he untangled himself from Dracka and the man turned away in his sleep to lay the other way.
He looked around but he couldn't see Blake and he frowned. He pulled himself from the bed and glanced at the vampire and smirked. The man was a deep sleeper as he lay out on the bed and he reached forward and ran a hand over his bare shoulder. He moved through to the living room to find Ry sitting at the kitchen table.
"You know they invented pants for a reason, Snape." Ry drawled and Severus smirked.
"To stop you from blushing, Potter?" Severus asked as he moved through to the bedroom that they had been using.
Blake was curled up in a ball and Severus frowned as he stepped closer in concern. The man had a deep frown on his brow and was completely out. Severus quickly pulled on pants and his robes before moving to the bed and running a hand over Blake's head. He then noticed the bandage.
"He got an infection," Ry commented from the doorway. "He was sending too much magic your way to fight against it. I've put a block on his magic to try and help him heal."
"I can feel that," Severus whispered.
Ry stepped into the room and conjured a seat near the bed and settled in.
"What is going on, Severus?" Ry asked. "First Dad is captured, then I pick up mixed magic of you with the vampire's magic and now Dad…Dad said he isn't okay…"
Severus started at the words and looked over at Ry sharply.
"You had sex with the vampire," Ry stated, his green eyes locked with him. "Why?"
"Insurance plan," Severus uttered as he laid a hand on Blake's side.
Ry sucked in a breath and pulled his wand and Severus glared over at him.
"If you wave that wand, Potter." Severus threatened. "It will end up somewhere one of your buddies at St Mungo's will have fun extracting it from with very embarrassing photos."
Ry let his wand rest on his knees as he gave Severus a look he knew well. He was not leaving until he got answers.
"How long?" Ry demanded with hard eyes.
"Blake and I are still working on it," Severus invaded as he run a hand over Blake's head. "We are hoping to work it out."
"Poison?" Ry asked softly. "Or spell?"
"Poison," Severus replied. "Blake picked it up first when the Hallows flared."
"He was able to get to it quickly?" Ry mused as he sat forward in his chair and let his hand rest on Severus's knee.
"Yes," Severus commented. "It was six months ago-"
"You didn't call me!"
"We thought we had caught it."
"You didn't?"
"No, it is not a poison I know."
"You know all the poisons and Dad would know all the others."
"That's what we are concerned about," Severus pointed out. "We think that the poison is from the future."
Ry sucked in a breath as his eyes darted to Blake.
"Someone from Dad's time?" Ry suggested.
"Timelines are so hard, Ry." Severus sighed. "We just don't know enough."
"You think that Dad's capture might have to do with someone from his past?" Ry asked instead. "God, that's confusing."
Severus quirked a smirk at the other man and let his hand rest on Ry's hand on his knee.
"That's why he has been pushing magic your way so much," Ry summed up. "Does it attack your magic?"
"My dark power," Severus clarified. "It seemed targeted to dark power."
"Wait," Ry exclaimed. "The poison was meant for Dad."
"Yes," Severus replied.
"Can I use my wand now?" Ry asked, with a wink. "Without threat of violence?"
Severus sighed and leaned back on the bed and Ry grinned. He got to his feet and carefully pulled on his light magic to look deeper than his normal healing. He smiled as his lessons from his father came back to him as he tapped into his magic sight and the world around him fell into shadows of light and dark.
He frowned when he looked at his father. He normally could see the swirl of dark and light magic coating his skin but it was so faint at the moment, that he was having trouble picking it up. He moved closer to the bed and placed his hand on his father's arm and felt his magic idlily brushing across his skin.
"What do you see?" Severus asked.
Ry looked at him and could see his dark power on the surface of his skin, more light in colour than normal. He touched on that power and picked it up slightly and let it run between his fingers.
"Light magic," Ry whispered.
"Yes," Severus agreed. "It was a light poison."
Ry turned back to his father and looked closer at his dark magic but it was still pitch black.
"Can you pick up the connection?" Ry asked softly.
Severus picked up the connection and Ry reached forward and grabbed the link. He closed his eyes and looked at it closely as the magic danced along the link.
"You must have an idea of the poison?" Ry questioned.
"Blake thinks it's a variant of a potion called Regalious," Severus recited. "It's a potion that won't be invented for another twenty years and without a potion book we are lost."
"What does it do?" Ry asked.
"It attacks either light or dark power and strips it from the user," Severus explained. "Blake was able to slow the effect down with a spell but the spell is breaking down."
"And him?" Ry asked softly. "His dark magic is fine."
"He used his light magic to burn it away."
"Ah," Ry stuttered in understanding.
Severus didn't hold any light magic and couldn't since his dark power would turn on it and burn it away. Whatever this poison was it stopped the body's natural defence. His father was different because he held both light and dark magic and his body wouldn't reject either.
"Have you spoken to Malfoy?" Ry reminded him and Severus started. "He is the leading potion master on healing potions at St Mungo's."
"I'll call him tomorrow," Severus promised.
"Were they hoping to burn out the Hallows?" Ry asked and Severus felt a coldness in his stomach, they hadn't thought of that. "Well, he was only born with light magic, so all his dark magic is from the Hallows?"
"Fuck," Severus swore.
"If the Hallows were burned out of him, would they revert to their other form?" Ry asked softly.
"That is the question," Severus mused as he laid back on the bed beside Blake and laid his hand on the other man's side. "That is the question, Ry."