Dracka woke slowly to the feeling of someone kissing his side and he rolled onto his back. The kissing and licking continued as a body settled between his legs as he started to wake up as he brought his hands up to the person's shoulders. He gasped and moaned as he person bit down on the soft skin on his hip before moving to his hardening cock.

He slitted his eyes open to see dark messy hair as his cock was surrounded by a warm heat. His head fell back on the bed as he grabbed Blake's shoulders tighter. He moaned as the man swallowed him down until pulling back and swirling his tongue around the head of his cock before sucking slightly. The man had skill as he worked to get him rock hard and Dracka was panting slightly.

Blake pulled back, kissed his thighs and Dracka moved them further to the side. The man licked and nibbled up the inside of his thighs and Dracka growled slightly. Blake also knew a vampire's soft spots as he bit down gently on the inside of his thigh before licking it. He worked his way up his body with licks and soft bites until his green eyes locked with Dracka.

The vampire sucked in a breath at the raw look in Blake's eyes.

"Blake?" Dracka whispered.

The man didn't answer as he dipped down and licked up the side of his neck. The demon pushed forward in his mind at the scent of the other man. He grabbed Blake around his sides and the man hissed slightly.

"Look at me," Dracka snapped.

Blake started and looked up at him.

"What?" Blake asked.

Dracka moved his hands to cup the man's face as he looked into his eyes, forcing him to make eye contact.

"Dracka?" Blake purred, making his cock twitch and Blake gave him a grin.

Dracka pulled him close for a kiss and Blake quickly took control of it as he ran his hand down his side before curling around him and giving him stroke. They broke apart just long enough for Blake to grab some lube before slicking up their cocks. Dracka rolled them with a growl until Blake was laid out under him.

He looked down at the man, his hair was longer than normal and he could still see the faded outline of the bruises, the light red marks over his skin and just about every rib showing but he was still beautiful as he settled between his legs. Blake had a presence around him that had always made his demon take notice even when hatred had overruled the love he would come to feel for him.

Dracka dipped forward and took a sniff of his neck as his scent rolled over him. Blake wrapped his legs around his waist and rocked his hips into him and he gasped slightly at the sensation. He pulled back and looked down at Blake and the man gave him a smile that went straight through him.

Dracka growled slightly as he reached between them and grabbed their cocks, one slightly different to the other and gave them a pull. Blake groaned as his head tilted back exposing his neck but Dracka didn't bite down. He held the demon back as he licked up the man's neck, tasting him as he increased the pressure until Blake was panting and rock hard.

Dracka licked up the man's throat one more time before gently biting down, not breaking skin and Blake came with a soft grunt and he followed shortly after. Dracka rolled to the side as he panted. He could faintly feel the man's magic under his hand as he lay curled along his side as Blake tried to catch his breath. He wasn't sure what had brought the encounter on but he would take it.

He ran his hand down the man's ribs in concern, he'd lost so much weight since he'd been captured but trying to get the man to eat and keep it down had been a problem. Getting potions into him had been the same. Blake curled into his side like a cat and Dracka held him close, the other man's breathing still slightly ragged. Dracka flicked his wrist and cast the cleaning charm and Blake jolted slightly at the use of magic. He pulled back to look up at the vampire.

"Where's Severus?" Blake asked quietly.

"He went to the Ministry with Draco this morning," Dracka replied. "They are going to use the lab down in the Department to look at your blood and magic samples. They didn't want to run the risk of running them at St Mungo's."

"From last night?" Blake asked.

"That's right," Dracka confirmed, watching the man carefully.

"Coffee," Blake exclaimed suddenly and wiggled until he could get out of Dracka's arms and the bed as the vampire watched him in amusement. "Can we go out?"

Dracka frowned at the question, the man had been getting better and he was more himself as Blake had shown him. He was concerned about how he would be in public, where he wouldn't be able to contain him as much, if he panicked.

"If you want to," Dracka replied. "I'll just call Severus to tell him and we'll have to get Ry to open the wards as well."

Blake threw a familiar grin over his shoulder before heading to the shower. Dracka snagged up his phone from the bedside table and called Severus.

"Yes?" Severus purred down the phone.

"Blake wants to go out," Dracka said softly.

"Where?"

"All he said was 'coffee'," Dracka drawled with a grin and heard Severus snort.

"Just keep an eye on him," Severus cautioned. "How is he?"

"Better than good," Dracka purred and he was sure that Severus could hear the leer in his voice.

"Oh, god." Severus muttered.

"How are you going there?"

"Nothing so far, doesn't look like he was given anything." Severus stated as Blake walked back into the room and towards the cupboard to dress. "Ry translated Blake's writing and they have a team looking it over now to try and boost the cuffs. From reports, Scorpius doesn't seem to be recovering like Blake is. They can't get much sense out of him, seems to be in his own mind more than not and the violence hasn't eased off."

Blake finished dressing and wandered over to the bed and sat down beside Dracka.

"Do you want to talk to Severus?" Dracka offered and held the phone out.

Blake took it in his hand.

"Hey," Blake greeted softly and Dracka smiled fondly at the familiar sight.

"Hey," Severus replied. "How are you feeling?"

"Like coffee," Blake stated with a smile. "We'll go to that coffee shop in London, you know the one?"

"I do, I can meet you in about an hour," Severus told him. "I'll have Draco with me?"

"No problem," Blake accepted and Dracka noticed him rub his head slightly. "I'm going to nick a couple of your potions."

Dracka could hear Severus chuckle.

"Take what you want," Severus offered in amusement. "I'm sure that Draco will have a few more for you."

"And add it to my tab?" Blake whined and Severus chuckled.

Dracka relaxed at the light banter as he leaned back and watched the other man. He wasn't sure after last night how he was going to be this morning. But, it looked like whatever Blake and Draco had spoken about and the revelation about Dracka's brother. It had settled his mind and as he spoke to Severus on the phone, he sounded more like himself.

He got up and dressed as he kept an ear out on the conversation between the two men. Dracka kept Blake in his sights but he was just calmly sitting there as he spoke on the phone, like so many times before. All he needed was a pen and a file before him. Dracka hadn't realised how much they relied on the man and his memory until both had been comprised.

"Okay, Severus." Blake stated. "We'll see you later, love you."

Dracka started at the words and he looked over to Blake sharply. From the slight pause before Severus replied, he'd been thrown by the words as well. Blake ended the call and looked up at Dracka and held it out. Dracka took it from his hand.

"Well," Blake announced with a grin. "Time to raid Severus's supply."

xXx

Harry sat back in his seat and watched the people on the street and the coffee shop around them. He didn't know any of them and he didn't have to fight with his memories as the sounds around him, helped to calm him. Ry had headed to the Ministry when they arrived to check in with Kingsley in the Auror department and to find Severus.

Dracka was crashed out in the seat next to him and Harry could tell that the vampire was hungry as he watched a woman at the next table over. Harry himself was full, between the food that he'd eaten and the potions he'd stolen from Severus, he wasn't going to be moving anywhere fast. He sprawled out further in the seat and glanced over at the vampire.

"Well," He drawled and Dracka glanced over at him. "What are you waiting for?"

Dracka lifted an eyebrow in question and Harry just waved his hand towards the woman.

"I'm not going anywhere," Harry said with a smirk. "I ate too much."

Dracka gave him a leer and a once over before moving over to the table where the woman was sitting. Harry watched them from the corner of his eye as Dracka had the woman transfixed in no time. He slipped into his magic sight slightly to have a look but Dracka was using very little magic as he spoke to her.

Harry pulled back and looked around the café. They had missed the lunch rush and there were more than a few empty tables as he reached for his coffee. His eyes skipped over the people around him, from the workers behind the counter having a chat to the two men in business suits with laptops out, to the mother and a child in a pram and he remembered what Ry was like as a child. It calmed his mind that only that single memory came up and it wasn't crowded by other ones.

Severus's pain potion helped as well as he watched Dracka and the woman get to their feet and the vampire glanced over at him but Harry just gave him a wink. Dracka gave him a nod and leer before guiding the woman from the café with a smile. He was sure Dracka would be back once he'd taken his fill and he wasn't going anywhere. He would have been hard pressed to even move from the chair at this point.

The owner of the café glanced over at him, but they had ordered enough and there were plenty of empty tables that she just gave him a smile. Harry wiggled his cup for a another one and she gave him a nod and a smile. Harry wasn't sure how long he sat there just enjoying the sound and people before Severus, Ry and Draco arrived. His lover's sharp eyes picked him out easily and he glanced around with a frown.

'He went out for take away,' Harry thought over the link and watched as Severus started slightly.

Ry jolted as well then nudged Severus's shoulder and the two men shared a look. The taller man looking down at Ry and Harry gave them a fond smile. Draco just gave them a smirk before strolling up to the counter and gave the woman a sly smile as he ordered. Ry sat down in the seat across from Harry and gave him a big grin as Severus sat next to him at the large table.

"Can you move?" Ry asked, looking him over.

"Not quickly," Harry replied with a smirk. "I ate too much."

Severus snorted as Harry looked over to Draco, the man looked odd in dark jeans and a blue shirt, since he was so used to seeing him in robes. The muggle look suited the blonde as he flirted with the waitress and he smiled softly. He turned when dark magic caught his attention and looked over as Dracka walked back in with a grin on his face.

Harry gave him a smirk as the man weaved through the tables and took a seat between Ry and Severus.

"Have fun?" Severus drawled.

Dracka's smile widened to show off his slightly pointed fangs.

"Yes," Dracka purred and leaned towards Severus and gave his neck a sniff.

Ry gagged beside him as Draco took the seat next to Harry, with an empty seat between him and Ry. Severus glared over at the vampire but the man just gave him a leer. Harry sprawled further back in his seat as he watched them all. Feeling content, his mind settled for now.

"You might want to stop in at Diagon Alley before we leave London," Dracka suggested.

Severus looked over at Harry and he gave the man an innocent smile as Severus sighed.

"Just charge it to my account," Harry remarked with a smirk.

Draco pulled a small box out of his pocket and placed it in front of Harry.

"I'll be sure to charge your account as well," Draco added with a smirk of his own.

"Great," Harry deadpanned as he slipped the little box away in his pocket. "How is it that I have a lover and a friend as Potion Masters and I still get charged for potions?"

"You get mates rates," Draco replied simply, with his nose up slightly.

"You do know I can make my own," Harry pointed out.

"We do," Draco and Severus said at the same time and the two Slytherins shared a smirk.

"Fantastic," Harry drawled in sarcasm.

A witch walked into the café and Harry glanced over as her dark magic touched on his senses. She was a lean woman with flowing blonde hair in a short skirt and a tight red shirt and high heels. She walked smoothly up to the counter with confidence and made her order before glancing around. Her green eyes touched on him lightly before moving on. Her eyes lingered on Dracka and Harry knew why the woman had come into the café. Picking up on a vampire during the day would have drawn her interest. More so, if she'd seen him walking in the sun.

"Blake?" Severus prompted.

"Call Kingsley," Harry ordered. "I need him to come here, I need him to keep tabs on someone."

Severus glanced around before turning back to Harry with a frown as everyone at the table tensed.

"Dad?" Ry asked as he pulled his phone and dialled Kingsley's number.

Harry pulled himself to his feet with a slight groan as his hand reached out for a cane that he didn't need. Ry gave him a smirk, well aware what the automatic movement meant.

"Right there, old man?" Severus asked with a smirk of his own.

Harry gave him a lopsided grin before pulling out his wallet and slipping out one of his business cards. He grasped Severus's shoulder on the way past him as he walked towards the woman's table with a slight limp. He released his grip on his magic slightly and the woman glanced up with guarded green eyes.

"Hello," Harry greeted with a smile, and knew he still looked a sight with the fading bruises on his face and rough hair but at least he was wearing a long sleeve shirt. "My name is Blake Sun. Can I take a seat?"

Harry placed his card on the table and the young woman reached out with perfect manicured nails and picked it up. She was in her early to mid twenties and was wearing the latest fashion as she looked the card over. She gave him a ruby smile, her make up perfect and not a hair out of place.

"Please," The woman offered with a slight French accent to her words. "I've heard your name mentioned before."

"Hard not to, in our work." Harry commented with a grin as he slipped easily into French.

"Please sit," The woman offered again also in French. "My name is Melissa Sharman."

"Nice to meet you," Harry replied as he took a seat. "What brings you to London?"

xXx

"How does he do it?" Dracka grumbled as he looked over at Blake and the woman talking. "He doesn't use magic and he isn't a vampire."

"He's Blake Sun," Severus replied mildly. "Try not to work it out."

"Kingsley is on his way," Ry reported as he hung up his phone. "He's not happy about being ordered around."

"You would think that he would be used to it by now," Dracka muttered.

"Well," Ry said with a smirk. "Dad has been kind of semi-retired the last two years or so."

"Never stops him," Severus muttered, then added. "They don't stop ringing him either."

Kingsley and Miller appeared in the doorway of the café and wandered over to the group at the table. Both men glancing over at Blake and the woman at the other table before taking their seats.

"Blake back to his normal tricks?" Miller asked.

"Looks like it," Kingsley muttered. "We were quiet for a couple of hours."

Severus smirked but he could pick up the relief on the other men's faces. It always amazed him the way Blake could move forward but at the same time he also knew the nightmares the man suffered from. Blake had reminded them all lately how close to the edge of madness that he sat on and also how he could be tipped over that edge. Severus didn't fool himself into thinking that Blake was recovered, he wasn't, he was just very good at hiding it.

The woman looked up and glanced over at their table and her green eyes settled on him briefly and he felt a shiver run down his back before she looked at Dracka. He had a feeling that he had seen the woman's face before but couldn't place it. Her eyes locked on the vampire before turning to Blake with a smile. Blake glanced over at them and gave them a smile before going back to his conversation with the woman.

"Dark Wizard," Dracka muttered. "She probably picked up on my magic…while I was distracted."

"You know that's confusing," Ry grumbled as he leaned back in his chair. "You don't call them a Dark Witch or a Dark Lady. It's all Lord this or Wizard that."

"Take that up with your father," Severus drawled then winced as he remembered the lecture that he'd gotten. "If you have time."

Blake and the woman rose to their feet and stepped around the table. She gave him a hug and a kiss on both cheeks before giving him a smile and walking from the café with a swing to her hips. Blake watched her before turning back to their table. He snagged up a chair from the table next to theirs and Severus shuffled over to give him room between Dracka and himself.

"Less than twenty minutes," Dracka complained.

"What?" Blake asked as he took a seat and looked at the vampire.

"You get her number, a hug and a kiss," Dracka said with a slight growl. "In less than twenty minutes."

Blake gave the vampire a lopsided grin, one they were all familiar with.

"I'm out of practise," Blake replied and Ry gagged.

"Who is she?" Kingsley asked in interest.

"Her name is Melissa Sharman," Blake told them with a glint in his eyes that had everyone on edge. "She can either do great things or destroy us."

"What do you mean, Blake?" Kingsley asked softly.

Blake glanced over at the door and when he looked back they could tell he was somewhere else. Severus sighed and grabbed the man's hand.

"That's all I know," Blake uttered as he ran a hand over his messy hair. "Sorry."

"Give it time, Dad." Ry offered.

They could all see that it was frustrating Blake as much as it was them, maybe even more.

"Come on," Ry encouraged with a smile. "Let's get back to the house."