Harry woke with a groan as his head pounded. He lay curled up slightly with an arm around his waist and only a faint link with Severus. Harry shifted slightly as he grabbed his head. He'd pushed too far and he was paying the price.
"Blake?" Dracka whispered and he groaned at the noise.
A hand ran down his side as he curled up and tried to push the pain to the side.
"Did you bring anything with you?" Dracka inquired softly. "Or have anything around here?"
"No," Harry whispered hoarsely.
He closed his eyes tightly and tried to ride out the pain as Dracka rubbed his shoulder until it started to ease. He uncurled his body slightly and peered over his shoulder at Dracka. The vampire was looking at him with guarded eyes and his hand paused on his side.
"Sorry," Dracka whispered and Harry frowned.
"For what?" Harry mumbled hoarsely. "I should be apologising for using my magic against you."
Dracka's lips curled up in a smile as Harry squinted his eyes at him.
"I spoke to Ry," Dracka admitted.
"Ah," Harry muttered and closed his eyes briefly. "We should head back to England."
"Can you even move?" Dracka drawled.
Harry didn't reply as he wiggled to the side of the bed while Dracka watched him. He sat up slowly then held his head as it pounded. Dracka moved across the bed until he was resting against his back with his legs on either side of him. Dracka gently wrapped his arms around his stomach from behind. Harry tensed slightly as it reminded him of Severus. Dracka pulled back and Harry grabbed his hands to stop him from moving.
"Are you going to be sick?" Dracka whispered.
"Don't think so," Harry replied. "But it could still be on the cards."
Dracka snorted and kissed his shoulder and Harry shivered. Harry placed Dracka's hands to the side and stood. Dracka lunged forward as Harry's legs gave out and he fell into the vampire's arms as his head spun. He groaned as his head throbbed and felt Dracka's arms like steel around him as he grabbed his head. His vision greyed for a second and he heard Dracka cursing.
Dracka quickly shifted them back to the bed. He pulled him into his lap as Harry held his head. He shut his eyes tightly and cursed while Dracka huffed a laugh.
"Right there?" Dracka asked with a smirk.
"No," Harry moaned.
Dracka tensed behind him as Harry ran his hands over his head and laid it back against Dracka's chest. He shut his eyes but could see flashes of lights behind the lids. He'd really done a number with the amount of magic he'd used.
"Where's Severus when you need his potions," Dracka remarked and Harry snorted.
He squinted up at Dracka and the vampire gave him a slight smile but his face was pale and his eyes gave him away.
"Not the only thing I'm good for, I hope?"
Dracka and Harry looked over to the doorway to see Severus standing there. He looked them over with dark eyes.
"You got here quickly," Dracka remarked, tense behind Harry.
"Dragged Potter by the arm the whole way." Severus sniffed as he moved towards them. "He's in the living room sulking."
Severus stopped and looked down at the two men with dark unreadable eyes. Dracka shifted behind him as Harry watched Severus carefully. Something was going on but his head hurt too much to think it through. Severus pulled a potion from his pocket and held it out to him. He just looked at it dumbly and Severus sighed before crouching down and grabbing his hand and placed the potion into it.
"Blake," Severus stated and Harry frowned at the tone. "Take this."
Dracka shifted and Harry clamped his hand down on the vampire's leg and he settled.
"Can I come in yet?" Ry called out and Harry flinched as the sound bolted through his skull.
Severus's hand tightened around his hand.
"Take the damn potion," Severus hissed, his eyes flashing.
Harry looked down at the potion in his hand and frowned.
"What is it?" Harry asked.
"Draco made it," Severus explained simply.
Harry held it up to the light and looked at it. It was not the colour or consistency of any potion he knew.
"I don't feel like being a guinea pig right now," Harry whispered.
"Take it Blake," Severus countered. "You need to take it now."
Harry looked at his lover but couldn't pick up anything over the link or in his eyes. He broke the wax seal and took the potion as Severus watched him. It tasted sweet and he frowned as it settled in his stomach. Severus took the vial from his hand as he started to feel heavy.
"Move Dracka," Severus ordered gently and he felt the vampire move from behind him and he was laid down on the bed. "Blake, can you hear us?"
Harry frowned as the pain eased off and his thoughts drifted. Severus moved the blanket over him and he felt Ry's magic running over his body. He hadn't even noticed his son coming into the room.
xXx
"What did you give him?" Dracka asked in concern as he pulled on some pants, his eyes locked on Blake.
The man's eyes were glazed over as they looked at them and Severus was frowning as he ran a hand over his head.
"Draco found something odd in his blood," Severus replied.
Ry ran his wand down his father's body.
"No light magic," Ry reported. "I can pick up the Hallows but it is low. The potion wiped out his light magic."
"What!" Dracka yelped as he paled. "Why would you do that!"
"They were poisoned," Ry explained, his eyes slightly unfocused as he focused on his healing and ignoring the other two.
Dracka turned on Severus and the man looked back at him mildly.
"You were poisoned!" Dracka snarled, his eyes red.
"Yes," Severus confirmed. "Both of us."
"It was attempt on Dad," Ry muttered as he flicked his wand.
"You didn't call me!" Dracka yelped.
"Don't worry, Dracka." Ry said mildly. "They didn't call me either and I'm a healer."
Dracka swore and stalked away from the bed before lashing out. His fist hit the wall causing dry wall to puff up in a cloud as his fist went through with a loud bang. Ry started and whipped around with his wand in his hand and large eyes as Severus just watched him mildly.
"Feel better?" Severus drawled.
Dracka growled and stalked from the room with Severus and Ry watching him.
"Did it work?" Severus asked into the silence.
Ry looked back at him with large eyes.
"Ry?" Severus prompted.
"Ah, yes." Ry stuttered. "His levels are starting to come back up again. You can give him the other potion."
Severus nodded and gathered Blake up to help give him the potion. His glassy green eyes making him shiver and reminding him of the night he was poisoned while helping Albus find the horcrux. The night he found out that Blake was from the future, it was a night that he was sure that he would never forget.
"How did Draco work it out?" Ry asked, as Severus gave his father the second potion and his green eyes slid closed.
Severus held Blake as he looked down at him.
"It was in his blood," Severus explained. "We thought that he had burned it off, but then it shouldn't have been in his blood. We are just lucky that Draco worked it out so quickly. It was still eating away at his magic but from his blood. With the fact that he'd died…"
"Yes," Ry said with a nod. "With the amount of magic that he just used, the poison would have worked faster."
"Yes."
"Um, Dracka?"
"Let him cool off first," Severus replied, then winced. "I'm not looking forward to that conversation."
Ry gave him a smirk and pulled his wand again and gave it a flick. Number and letters appeared in the air before them and both men looked them over carefully.
xXx
Dracka paced up and down the porch as he rubbed his knuckles, already feeling them healing under his hand. They had kept the poison a secret from him and it just made him wonder what else they had kept from him. Scorpius's words about Blake came back to him as he paced up and down and only stopped when Severus appeared in the doorway. He watched as the other man stepped out and closed the door behind him.
Severus pulled himself up to his full height. He pulled his robes tight around him before he crossed his arms over his chest. He looked down at Dracka with unreadable black eyes. Dracka paused as he took in the familiar image. He'd been on the receiving end of that look many times, while they had been a Hogwarts, but this seemed different now.
"Why didn't you tell me?" Dracka demanded.
"We thought that we had negated it," Severus intoned. "We were wrong. Blake thought he had burned it off, we were wrong. Then Blake was captured and everything went wrong."
Dracka stalked forward as Severus held his ground.
"You should have told me!" Dracka hissed. "How long ago?"
"Six months."
"Six months!" Dracka yelped then swore and turned on his heel.
He walked to the edge of the porch and looked out at the dark night around them.
"I'm sorry," Severus whispered.
Dracka whipped his head around with large eyes and Severus sighed as he ran a hand through his hair.
"We should have called you," Severus confessed. "We should have called Ry and Draco. We didn't…we were idiots. We were overconfident that we could deal with it ourselves."
Dracka stalked back towards Severus and he could see how tired he was. It hadn't been that long since the man was almost fatally shot. Not that Severus would let that show.
"Why?" Dracka uttered.
"Did we not call you?" Severus asked. "You went back to your Coven, Dracka."
Dracka flinched back.
"You went back to your family and friends," Severus continued. "Then Blake was captured."
"And Ry called me," Dracka whispered. "He called me back."
"Yes."
"And your offer?" Dracka questioned as he moved closer until he stood in front of the other man.
"Still stands," Severus stated with steel in his voice.
"Why?"
"Because I won't live forever," Severus said blandly. "We have spoken of this before."
Dracka stepped back from him but Severus was giving nothing away.
"I don't think Blake wants a relationship with me," Dracka stated, voicing one of his fears.
Severus didn't say anything and Dracka felt his heart clench and his demon to take notice.
"What else have you kept from me?" Dracka asked as he pushed his feeling to the side.
"Blake and I can communicate silently along the connection that we have," Severus expanded. "That is all."
Dracka looked the man over carefully as his dark eyes watched him. The man may not be old by wizard standard but he was heading out of his prime and he frowned. Blake may not have changed but Severus had, even if he hadn't aged as much as he should have.
"Blake's wand," Dracka whispered.
"Has been helping against the poison," Severus answered.
"No, Severus." Dracka countered. "It's slowing down your aging."
Severus started and Dracka could see the man thinking that through.
"Magic has a way of finding a life for itself," Severus whispered, quoting Blake. "Do you think he knew that?"
"I doubt it," Dracka remarked. "Blake doesn't see these things like we do. Will that potion work for you?"
"Draco thinks it will," Severus replied then smirked. "But we'll wait for our guinea pig to recover first."
Dracka barked a laugh and the two men shared a smile before Severus stepped forward and grabbed him in a hug. Dracka tensed slightly before relaxing and pulling the taller man closer.
xXx
Harry woke feeling groggy, heavy and with Severus's back against his. He glanced around, noticing that they were still at his house in Germany. He felt Severus move behind him and rolled in his direction.
"Blake?" Severus questioned as he placed a hand on his side.
"Hm," Harry replied, already feeling his eyes closing again.
He felt Severus's hand move but he was already drifting.
When he woke again, he was sure that he was alone as his eyes blinked open and he felt dark magic in his blood and he frowned. He reached out to the link with Severus but it was just a thin thread as he heard a door open before Severus was crouched in front of him.
"Hey," Severus whispered.
Harry gave him a small smile as he looked him over, light shining through the windows.
"You've been in and out for two days," Severus told him as he laid his hand on his shoulder.
"K," Harry muttered. "Move?"
"Ry doesn't want to move you yet," Severus replied. "Can you feel your magic?"
"Dark," Harry whispered with a frown, but it was taxing him too much to look further.
"Can you feel your light magic?" Severus asked, then shook him slightly when his eyes slipped closed. "Blake?"
Harry blinked open his eyes but Severus wasn't there and he frowned, the light in the room was different as well. He felt a lot better this time as he wiggled to the side of the bed and slowly sat up.
"About time that you woke up."
Harry looked up slowly to see Ry leaning in the doorway with a smile on his face.
"Did I have appointment?" Harry whispered.
Ry's smile widened as he walked into the room and pulled his wand.
"You did," Ry replied mildly. "But that was three days ago. How are you feeling?"
"Better," Harry answered and flopped back on the bed as Ry ran his magic over him and he shivered slightly. "A lot better."
"Don't fall back to sleep," Ry snapped.
"K," Harry muttered. "Need a shower anyway."
Ry chuckled and the room fell into silence as Ry worked. Harry closed his eyes and watched Ry's magic as he worked through the spells and brushed against him. He reached out with his senses and gently touched on the magic and it swirled around him.
"What are you doing?" Ry asked in amusement.
He grabbed the man's magic in his hand and cupped it there as he sat up. He held his hands out and Ry's light magic pooled in his palms, coming to him easily. Ry cocked his head to the side. The light magic pooled and Harry watched it swirl around his palms, so much like his own but a slightly different flavour. He could still shape it, if he wanted to, since Ry and himself were still born the same person.
He tapped into his dark magic and a strand of power pooled in his hands and instinctively moved towards the light magic as the two Potters watched the power mix. Ry's light magic and Harry's dark swirling together, like two parts of the same. Harry looked up to see Ry looking at his hands with wide eyes and he gave him a grin. It looked like, he could still find something that would amaze his son.
"What are you two doing?" Severus drawled from the doorway with a frown. "Should you be doing magic? Is that light magic?"
"It's not mine," Harry admitted.
He laid his palms out flat as the two types of magic started to lose their forms and trickled through his fingers towards the floor. The magic disappeared before it could hit the rug and Harry looked up at Ry with a smirk and the two Potters shared a look. Severus stepped into the room and looked the two of them over before focusing on Harry.
"How are you feeling?" Severus asked.
"Better," Harry replied as he sat on the edge of the bed. "We should move."
"Yes," Ry agreed. "We have been here too long. Kingsley is close to yelling at me to get back to the Ministry."
Ry glanced over at Severus at those words and the man smirked at him. Ry gave him a nod before moving out of the room, placing his wand away. He shut the bedroom door on the way. Severus took a seat next to him and pulled him into his arms. Harry closed his eyes as the man held him, feeling his magic and scent around him and he relaxed.
"Can you feel your light magic?" Severus questioned after a few minutes.
"Faintly," Harry confirmed. "What was that potion?"
"Draco can explain it better," Severus told him. "You didn't burn off the poison as much as we thought. It was still in your blood. That potion acted on both your blood and magic."
"My dark magic is up," Harry commented. "After the amount I used, it shouldn't be up to that level."
Harry pulled back sharply and looked at Severus suspiciously.
"Don't look at me," Severus purred in amusement. "I can only faintly feel the link and nothing across it. Dracka knows about the poison."
"Why did you want to keep it from him?" Harry asked as he pulled himself to his feet.
Severus watched him with dark eyes as he dressed and didn't answer Harry's question as he pulled on his flak vest with a shirt over the top. He finished dressing before glancing over to Severus.
"Severus?" Harry asked as he called his sword to him and placed it on his belt.
"I didn't want him to think that I was setting him up to replace me," Severus answered.
Harry froze, his eyes wide as he stared at Severus, feeling faint.
"You what?" Harry hissed, his eyes blazing.
Severus reeled back from the look in Harry's eyes.
"Is that what you had in mind?" Harry whispered, keeping his temper in check.
Severus looked away and Harry's stomach dropped. He turned away from Severus, he couldn't deal with this now but he couldn't let it slid.
"Was that your plan?" Harry accused as he stalked towards the seated man. "That Dracka would take your place, if the poison killed you? You were setting me up with your replacement under the guise of a relationship between us?"
"Yes," Severus admitted and Harry's stomach dropped as he looked down at his lover.
"And now?" Harry whispered, his tone deadly. "Now, that Draco has worked out a potion?"
Severus looked up at him with dark eyes in answer. Harry felt rage flood through him and he turned on his heels. From that reaction he knew that Severus hadn't thought of that. He threw the door open, Dracka and Ry looked up at him in surprise before Ry reeled back from the look on his face.
"Blake!" Severus called after him.
Harry turned on him and stalked across the room. Severus pulled himself up as Harry stepped closer until they stood toe to toe. His green eyes blazing.
"Just think through what you have done," Harry hissed, so that only Severus could hear him. "You manipulated me, Severus."
Severus stepped back, his dark eyes wide. Harry turned and slammed his way out of the house. He walked straight up to the wards and stepped through them before apparating.
xXx
Severus stood there in shock, a ball of coldness in his stomach, as he stared at the open door that Blake had walked through. Ry and Dracka were looking at him with wide eyes before Ry cursed and dashed over to the front door.
"What?" Dracka hissed.
"He walked through the wards and apparated," Ry said softly, before turning to Severus. "Should I go after him?"
Severus just stood there as his mind kept replaying the scene in his head. What had he done?
"Severus?" Ry asked as he moved back to the other man.
Severus started and looked into Ry's green eyes, so much like Blake's and yet not.
"I don't know," Severus uttered.
Ry and Dracka shared a look before Ry stepped forward to stand in front of the Slytherin. He reached out and grabbed his hand.
"Come on," Ry encouraged. "He knows where we are going."
Severus nodded and Ry released his hand.