Severus was very happy when Friday rolled around that he didn't even mind that students were staring at him as he stood waiting in the entrance hall for Blake. He brushed his hands down his dark grey shirt as he flicked his long black jacket to the side as he slipped his hands into the pockets of his black jeans. He'd brushed his hand back into a neat tail at the back of his head as his looked around the hall at the students moving around him. He casually leaned back against the wall behind him and ignored the glances in his direction as he waited.
"Well," A voice purred next to him. "Don't you look muggle?"
Severus smirked and turned towards Blake. He took in the image of the man as he stood leaning on his cane in dark blue jeans, a black shirt and with a black jacket over the top. He was a slim man and what he lacked in height he made up for in presence. His green eyes were in contrast to his short dark hair as he gave Severus an easy smile. His eyes looked him over and Severus could feel himself responding in more than one way to the man beside him as his lips curled up.
"Should I take offence at that?" Severus questioned with a smirk.
"Only if you want to, love." Blake purred. "Shall we?"
Severus smirked and pushed off from the wall with Blake at his side. Students whispering around them as they moved out of the castle. Even after all this time it still amazed Severus that the students would still whisper about them. Blake slipped his hand into his as they walked and Severus felt a tension in his shoulders ease as he looked down at the shorter man.
"I got a phone call from Ry," Blake remarked as they walked. "He's having fun in the Auror Program."
"Made for it that boy," Severus muttered. "He had a good teacher."
"He still complains about his potion teacher at school though," Blake joked and bumped his shoulder.
"He was lucky he passed," Severus purred. "It was touch and go for a while."
Blake barked a laugh.
"Hey!" Blake squeaked. "I did everything I could to help!"
"Sleeping with the Professor marking his papers doesn't count." Severus purred in the man's ear, making a shiver run down his back.
"Damn," Blake mused, looking up at him with big green eyes. "And I thought that's what got him over the line!"
Severus grinned down at him as Blake gave him a wink. The man still looked tired but otherwise was looking better. Blake's eyes flicked to the side and Severus turned his head but didn't see anything and he frowned. They stepped over the wards and Blake apparated them. Severus looked out on the busy London street before them in interest. He could see the money in the townhouses around him and the way the well-dressed muggles' eyes would skip over them. He could feel the wards settling on his skin as he glanced at the three-story town house behind them.
"Another one from your property profile?" Severus asked.
"Do you want to have a look around?" Blake offered with a wink.
The man's voice went straight through him and his eyes darkened. He pulled Blake close to him, ducked down and captured his lips in a soft kiss.
"Is that a yes?" Blake questioned, when he pulled back.
Severus chuckled as Blake placed a key in the lock and opened the door. They had only taken two steps into the house when Severus grabbed Blake's hips and pulled him close as he ran his hands up his sides. They hadn't been this close since before the man left to go to Germany and he'd missed it.
Blake grabbed his ass and pulled him closer as he deepened the kiss. When they pulled back the man's eyes were dark as he looked up at Severus with a soft smile on his lips. Severus cupped the man's face and looked down into those green eyes.
"Love you," Severus whispered.
The man's eyes darkened further as a shiver ran down his back. Blake brushed his magic against him and Severus shivered at the feeling.
"Love you too," Blake returned as he took his hand and pulled him through the house.
Severus followed behind the other man in amusement as he looked around in interest. The place was money in house form. Everything was gold glint and white and the furniture all top of the line and well set out. It was like he was looking into a magazine and it kind of surprised him. Since, it wasn't Blake's style.
"What is this place worth?" Severus asked and Blake chuckled.
"Not as much as Hogwarts," Blake replied evenly.
Severus didn't know what to say to that as Blake led him to a bedroom that was as big as the downstairs area of his old house at Spinner's end.
"Flashing your money at me, Mr Sun?" Severus purred in the man's ear as he took him in his arms.
Blake barked a laugh and pulled his head down for a kiss as Severus worked on his belt. The man kicked his shoes off as Severus unbuckled his pants and let them fall. Blake pulled his shirt off and sat on the bed fully naked and very interested as his eyes roamed over Severus's form. Severus grinned and slipped his shirt off and stalked towards him.
xXx
missing scene.
xXx
He watched Blake as he panted, taking in the sight before casting the cleaning charm. He could feel their mixed magic on his skin as Blake looked at him with a smile. Severus quirked a smile of his own as he moved to curl into Blake's side. The other man wrapped an arm around him. He could see the magic around them but he pushed it to the side as he took in the feeling of Blake's skin against his own. He turned onto his side and Blake tangled his legs with his as he settled in.
Severus leaned forward and kissed him, taking his time as his hand ran down his side before it settled on his hip. He had missed this. Blake had been so distant lately and with everything else happening around them. They had both needed time together which was hard to find at Hogwarts. Severus watched in both surprise and concern as Blake closed his eyes as he settled into him. Which only grew as his breathing evened out into sleep. He hadn't realised how tried Blake was as he looked at the magic shimmering on their skin.
He could just faintly see the last of the scratches healing on Blake's skin from the veela and ran his finger along one of the marks. For some reason his normal healing balm had not worked on the scratches and they had had to let them heal normally. He still felt rage flow through him at the thought of what the veela had tried to do as he gently laid his hand over the red lines on the other man's skin.
He was sure that if he had known what the veela had done, at the time, he would have killed the woman and he was sure that Dracka would have done the same. In a way, it was probably a good thing that they hadn't known until they were far enough away. Otherwise, they may have attacked the woman which would have probably led to their deaths. He could still remember the way that Blake had stood between them and the veela. Protecting them, even after what he'd been through.
Severus sighed and flicked his wrist and the blanket fell around them. He curled up with his lover and joined him in sleep.
xXx
Harry woke to the feeling of someone lying along his back as he lay on his stomach. He relaxed back at the feeling of Severus and his magic on his skin and the man's soft breathing in his ear. He felt content and complete, in some way, as he lay there just enjoying the feeling of the man's body on his.
"Hey," Severus whispered into this ear and ran a hand down his side.
"I think we missed our reservation," Harry muttered as Severus kissed down his back.
He shivered as Severus hit on a sensitive patch of skin and he took interest in what the man was doing.
Severus chuckled, sending a jolt down his back and Harry could feel his magic taking an interest as much as the rest of him. Severus nibbled down his side and ran his hand over his ass. Severus worked back up his back and Harry moaned as he kissed his throat and gently bit down.
"Oh, god," Harry gasped and Severus did it again.
Severus eased back enough for Harry to roll onto his side as he moved into place. Harry moved his leg to hook over the other man's.
…
Severus gentle rocked his hips in the same way and Harry panted harder as their magic swirled around them. He was careful to keep a hold of that power but every now and again it would slip from his hands as Severus hit the right spot again and again.
He could feel himself losing his grip on the magic as it started to tangle with Severus's magic. He could feel Severus reaching out to him with more than his hands as Harry lost his hold on his magic and he groaned and felt a slight pull in his chest.
"Out," Harry hissed.
Severus pulled back instantly and turned him onto his back. Dark eyes looked at him in concern.
"Sorry," Harry panted. "Was slipping."
Harry pulled Severus down for a kiss as he wrapped his legs around his waist and pulled him forward. They picked up speed as Harry grabbed their magic and pushed it to the side as he groaned. Severus grunted slightly as he came and Harry followed him. Severus gently lay on his chest as he panted. They just lay there with Harry's arms wrapped around him as they got their breathing back under control. Harry grabbed the magic around them and flicked it off without a thought as he cast the cleaning charm.
"Holy fuck," Severus swore, his eyes wide.
Harry grinned over at him as Severus looked at him with wide eyes.
"You've never seen that before?" Harry asked.
"No," Severus whispered.
Severus had seen the man just grab the magic, like it was a real thing, before flicking it off. The magic moving to the man's wishes eagerly.
"Sorry about before," Harry said softly. "My hold on the magic was slipping. It should get easier in time. You have a powerful core."
"Do I?" Severus asked.
Severus had never thought he had that much power behind him. Yes, he was talented in potions and spell work but never thought of himself as a powerful wizard.
"Oh, yes." Harry remarked. "Makes it difficult to hold them apart sometimes, especially when you reach out across the link during sex."
Severus suddenly paled as a thought occurred to him.
"Blake," Severus whispered.
Harry looked up at him and frowned.
"What's wrong?" Harry questioned.
"I couldn't accidently…" Severus trailed off.
"What?"
"Bind you to me?" Severus questioned faintly.
Harry's hand stilled on Severus's back before he continued to run his hand up and down.
"The possibility is there," Harry admitted. "But I am used to your magic now and the feel of it."
"But it could happen?" Severus questioned, feeling faint.
"You would have to make the connection at the same time as me losing control, Severus. Plus, remember that once a connection is made, it can be broken. It would only be a problem if you pulled on the power." Harry explained. "I'm guessing you haven't been with someone with light or dark magic?"
"I don't think so," Severus admitted. "Haven't had too many partners. I started working at the school right after I got my masters in potions. Magic in sex was just something to ignore. Most of the time I didn't even notice it."
Harry relaxed back against him, his head on the man's chest as he listened to his heartbeat. Severus ran a hand over his head as they lay there.
"What time is it?" Harry asked.
"About nine," Severus replied, looking over at the clock on the side table.
"Did you want to stay here or head back to the school after I pick up a few things?"
"Might as well stay here," Severus purred. "We can make a weekend of it."
"Sounds good," Harry said softly. "I think there is some coffee in the kitchen…if I can remember where the kitchen is."
xXx
Dracka reeled back from Severus when he saw him at the Head Table on Sunday afternoon. Severus looked up at him with an eyebrow raised and a smirk on his lips. Dracka fell into his seat and stared at him, a slight red tint to his eyes.
"I don't have to ask what you have been up to," Dracka drawled.
Severus smirk widened. Damn the man!
"Where is he?" Dracka asked, looking around.
"With six hundred files scattered across his table in his rooms," Severus replied evenly, the glint of amusement not leaving his eyes. "Is it really that bad?"
Dracka relaxed back in his seat and leered at the other man.
"For a vampire? Yes," Dracka remarked. "No one else would notice."
Severus sat back in his seat smugly, looking over at the vampire. Dracka whacked him in the arm, making him bark a laugh.
"Smug bastard!" Dracka snapped and stalked off.
Minerva giggled into her tea as Albus glanced over.
"Are you two fighting again?" Albus asked sweetly.
"Us?" Severus questioned. "Never."
Minerva snorted.
xXx
Harry looked up as Dracka came through his door in a swirl of his long black coat as he stalked towards him with his nose flaring. Harry smirked and sat back in his seat as he stared at the vampire.
"Yes?" Harry asked sweetly.
Dracka's eyes turned red as he stepped forward and Harry scrambled to his feet as panic spiked through him. Dracka froze and his eyes widened, then he paled and stepped back. The two men stared across the room at each other. Dracka stepped forward and Harry held his ground against his better judgement. The vampire moved another step closer and Harry curled his hands into fists. He was ready, if the man attacked him as he braced his feet on the ground.
Dracka's eyes faded back into his normal black as he stared at him.
"You would think I…" Dracka started to say.
Harry held still, his body relaxed and balanced ready to move just in case.
"That I would…" Dracka tried again.
Harry unclenched his fists slowly, his eyes wide.
"You're an idiot," Dracka finally settled on.
"As people keep telling me," Harry said roughly.
"How could you think?"
Harry wanted to look away but knew he couldn't. He had to hold in the position he was in.
"This is what's been bothering you?" Dracka asked, stepping forward.
Harry tensed.
"Blake," Dracka drew his name out. "Why didn't you say anything?"
Harry's hands shook and he curled them back into fists. He would fight this out if he needed to. Dracka cocked his head to the side.
"The veela," Dracka snapped in rage, his eyes turning red again and Harry took a quick step back. "She planted this idea in your head!"
Harry nodded his head sharply. Dracka was on him, moving as quick as he could. Harry cried out as he hit the floor and tried to bring his knee up but Dracka's hands curled around his wrists as his legs clamped around his waist. Dracka held him down with his body as Harry tried to wiggle loose without any luck. Dracka lowered his head and Harry quickly tilted his head to the side and waited. He couldn't fight back against a vampire, making a claim.
They froze in that moment as both men panted softly.
"Blake," Dracka said slowly but Harry kept his head tilted to the side. "Please look at me."
Harry's body shook and Dracka released his hands and pulled back still saddling his waist. Harry could feel the vamire's eyes on him he as he kept his hands where they were as he panted slightly. Dracka reached down and gently turned his head to look him in the eyes.
Harry looked into Dracka's dark eyes filled in concern and his own eyes widened. The vampire wasn't making a claim.
"I would never take him away from you," Dracka uttered softly.
Dracka rolled off him and held out his hand to the other man. Harry took the hand and the vampire pulled him to his feet and pulled him into a hug. Harry could still feel himself shaking as Dracka held him.
"Never!" Dracka hissed in his ear. "Damn that veela bitch!"
Severus walked in at the moment and paused before shutting the door behind him quietly. Dracka made eye contact with the man.
'Take him,' Dracka mouthed to Severus.
Severus moved forward and Dracka palmed the man off to Severus. Harry curled into the taller man, a familiar magic flowing around him. He could still feel Dracka close by but his presence came second to the man wrapped around him. Severus walked him back to the lounge and pushed him down. He looked up at the man with wide eyes. Severus just looked confused as he looked between them. Dracka snorted and moved over to make tea.
"That veela bitch!" Dracka spat. "Planted a stupid idea in Blake's head."
Severus paled and sat down next to Harry and grabbed his hand and kissed his fingers. Harry just looked up at him.
"What idea would that be?" Severus purred and Harry looked away.
"That we were sleeping together," Dracka snapped and clinked the spoon against the mug in front of him loudly and Harry flinched at the sound.
"What?" Severus whispered, looking over at Dracka.
"I walked in here," Dracka explained. "Not in the best mood because of a certain someone. Blake thought I was coming here to challenge him. To make a claim on you, Severus."
Severus paled and looked down at the smaller man. Harry tried to make himself look smaller, feeling like the biggest idiot.
"Blake," Severus whispered.
Harry couldn't look at him, couldn't face the look that would be in Severus's eyes.
"Harry."
Harry's head shot up as he looked at Severus with wide eyes. The man just smirked at him. Damn him!
"You are an idiot," Severus drawled, but the soft smile he gave him took the heat out of the words.
Dracka walked back over and placed the mugs of tea on the table before holding one out to Harry. Harry took the mug in his hands with a slight nod. Taking it for what it was, a peace offering.
"Sorry," Harry apologised.
"Wasn't your fault," Dracka pointed out. "Was that veela bitch! How's your head?"
"Reminding me that I'm an idiot," Harry replied softly.
"Sorry about that," Dracka remarked.
"What did you do?" Severus muttered with a sigh. Dealing with these two men did his head in sometimes.
"Vampire took over for a second there," Dracka expanded.
Severus paled.
"Deserved it," Harry muttered.
Dracka placed his mug on the table before he moved over to him. He kneeled down so that Harry had to look at him. Dracka placed a hand on his knee and Harry looked him in the eyes.
"Yeah, yeah." Harry uttered. "I'm an idiot."
Dracka grinned up at him and looked over at Severus. They shared a look, knowing if either of them ever saw that veela again, they wouldn't be able to be hold themselves back from killing her.
xXx
Harry woke early Monday morning feeling like crap. He could feel Severus's back against his and just laid there looking at the clock on his bedside table. He had two hours before he had to be at the Ministry for the Callum Genger case and he really didn't feel up to it.
He carefully wiggled to the edge of the bed and sat there for a minute as his head pounded. He started when Severus placed a hand on his back and glanced over his shoulder at. He leaned back gently and rested his head on Severus's stomach. The man ran a hand over his head and Harry just enjoyed the feeling of Severus's hand running over his head for a while.
"Head still bothering you?" Severus asked into the silence.
"Yeah," Harry agreed. "Bloody vampire."
Severus snorted as he ran his hand through Harry's hair and he closed his eyes.
"You know I could cancel my classes," Severus offered, not for the first time.
"Nah," Harry replied. "You have to give the students something to complain about- Ow!"
Severus smirked as Harry held the ear that he'd flicked before he pulled himself out of the bed and dressed. He pulled on his black suit pants and socks with a long sleeve white dress shirt.
"No robes?" Severus questioned.
"Recommended but not enforced," Harry threw over his shoulder as he ran a comb through his short hair and pulled out a dark blue tie.
"You really don't like robes?"
"Not in the least." Harry replied as he picked out his black suit jacket out of the cupboard and slipped into it. "What do you think?"
Severus looked him over.
"As long as you don't open your mouth," Severus said silkily. "You look very professional."
Harry grinned and bowed to the man on the bed.
"At you service, sir." Harry said with a thick British accent.
Severus smirked as Harry tied the tie and set it right.
"I contacted my lawyer to meet me at the court house," Harry continued. "I doubt he'll be needed but it's always good to have a friendly face in the crowd."
Harry walked over to the bed and leaned over to give Severus a kiss. The man reached up and Harry pulled back sharply before Severus could grab him.
"Don't muck up the tie," Harry warned with a wink. "I'll see you tonight."
"Good luck, Blake."
Harry gave him a smile as he moved out of the room.
xXx
"Please state your name for the record."
"Blake Sun."
"You are a Professor at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry?"
"Incorrect, sir. I am on contract from the Ministry of Magic, the Department of Mysteries and Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry to teach advanced classes in charms and other subjects," Harry replied to the judge. "I am not a Professor at Hogwarts."
Whispers sounded in the room as the Judge paused.
"You work for the Department of Mysteries?" The Judge asked in surprise.
"Correct," Harry confirmed, ignoring the whispering. "I have my badge with me if you need it."
The Judge nodded. "Please pass it to the man to your left."
Harry handed over the badge to the security wizard whom passed it to the Judge.
"Please state your accusations," The Judge requested as he wrote down the information from his badge.
"I have information from memories shared with me by Mr Callum Genger," Harry stated for the record. "To accuse his father, Mr Peter Genger of child abuse. I have filed all relevant files to the court and photos of images from Mr Genger's memories. I have also filed Doctor Albert Greenburg's medical examination of Mr Genger after he confided in me about the abuse."
Harry looked over at Peter Genger as he spoke. The man glared at him from his place beside his lawyer. Pure hatred in his blue eyes as he sat in his well-tailored robes and his brown hair perfect. Callum's mother sat on the other side of the room and her eyes were red from crying.
"We have the files here, Mr Sun." The judge replied, passing his badge back to the security wizard whom gave it to Harry. "Mr Genger, do you have anything to say to this accusation?"
Peter Genger jumped to his feet.
"I deny all accusations!" The man snapped. "I also accuse Mr Sun for slander against my name."
Whispers sounded through the room and Harry nodded to his lawyer who stood up. The man was of average height with average brown hair and soft brown eyes. He was a man that you wouldn't look at twice and could disappear in a crowd.
"Permission to speak, your honour?" Mr Boulder requested softly.
"Granted," The Judge sighed.
"I am Mr Sun's lawyer." Mr Boulder stated, making Mr Genger pale. "Michael Boulder for the record. I stand as his representation against Mr Genger."
"Granted," The Judge said blandly and made a note of it. "Mr Sun, please take your seat. We'll have a short moment for Mr Genger's lawyer to file his paperwork with the court."
Harry stepped back and moved to the table to the left of the courtroom while Mr Genger's table was on the right. Michael Boulder came to sit next to him and placed his briefcase on the table.
"Thanks for coming," Harry whispered to him.
"No problems," Michael replied. "I hope your case is sound. Mr Genger is a rich man and a pureblood."
"It's sound," Harry confirmed with a hard look in his eyes.
"Blake!" A voice hissed behind him.
Harry looked over his shoulder at Tonks who was looking after him today.
"Give us a look at your badge," The woman whispered.
Harry passed the item over to the witch. Not many people got to see one, the Department was still very much a mystery to those that weren't a part of its workings.
"Brilliant," The woman gushed and showed a couple of other Aurors around her.
Harry turned back to the front as Peter Genger glared at him from his side of the room. Harry gave the man an even stare back.
"Okay," The judge announced. "We'll start with Mr Sun's accusations…"
Four hours later and Peter Genger was led from the courtroom in handcuffs after being found guilty of child abuse and defamation against Harry. Mr Boulder was very happy as he shook hands with Harry and walked away. Harry looked around the courtroom and felt satisfied.
"Mr Sun?"
Harry turned and was faced with Mrs Genger's brown eyes. The woman stood taller than him with long dark hair, her eyes were red rimmed as they looked at him.
"It's Blake, Mrs Genger." Harry replied softly.
"Mary," The woman countered. "Thank you."
"No problems, Mary." Harry said as Tonks bounced from foot to foot behind the woman. "If you need any help with a lawyer, here is my lawyer's card."
"Thank you so much," The woman cried and threw her arms around his neck crying. "I had no idea!"
Harry rubbed Mary's back and mouthed to Tonks, 'Do you have to pee?'
Tonks nodded sharply.
'Go,' Harry mouthed.
Tonks dashed off as Harry shook his head. Mary pulled back and looked down at him. Harry snagged a couple of tissues off the table and held them out as the room emptied around them. A man in the back row caught his eye and he frowned when the man looked away but didn't leave the room.
"Do you have family that you can stay with?" Harry asked quietly to the woman and she nodded.
"My brother," Mary confirmed as she sniffed. "I'm staying with his family. They are waiting outside."
Harry held out his lawyer's card and she took it and tucked it away.
"Thank you again," Mary sobbed.
Harry smiled at her as she turned and walked away. The dark-haired man in the back row stood up and walked towards him. Harry waited as he leaned on his cane. He could sense out the wand the man had on his belt and could pick out the gun in the man's pocket and was surprised that he'd been able to get it into the courtroom. He would have to talk to Kingsley about putting something into place to stop that from happening again. The man was on the lean side and walked with the grace of a solider as the moved towards him.
"Mr Blake Sun?" The man questioned in a smooth voice.
"Yes?" Harry confirmed, he could feel the dark magic of a beast in the man's veins.
"My name is Simon," The man introduced without offering his hand. "I believe we have a man in common."
"And who would that be?" Harry questioned, already knowing the answer.
The man just held out a piece of paper to him. Harry stretched out with his magic but couldn't feel any spells on it. He took it from the man's fingers.
"Have a good day," Simon said.
He turned on his heels and walked out of the courtroom just as Tonks ran back in.
"Sorry," Tonks huffed. "There was a line and they wouldn't let me cut and-what's that?"
"Nothing," Harry replied as he slipped the paper into his pocket. "Shall we go have some lunch? I know some nice restaurants in London and you can tell me all about your son."
"Oh yes," Tonks cried and took Harry's arm. "Little Teddy, boy is he keeping Remus busy and Sirius is no help at all!"
Harry smiled as the woman chatted away as his mind turned to the piece of paper in his pocket.
xXx
Severus started badly as Dracka let out a loud wolf whistle next to him that night in the Great Hall. Severus glared at the vampire before looking over at the doorway to see Blake standing in his suit. The man bowed to the hall to the laughter of the students.
"Warning next time would be appreciated, Mr Dracka." McGonagall drawled as she rubbed her ear. "This is the Great Hall not the Quidditch pitch."
Severus smirked as Blake made his way between the Ravenclaw table and the Gryffindor table stopping just long enough to clap a hand on Callum Genger's shoulder. He passed him a letter before moving towards the Head Table. The man moved behind them and stopped behind Dracka and Severus's chairs, his green eyes guarded as he looked around the hall.
Severus sat up straighter as the man brought up a silencing charm around them. He dropped a piece of paper on the table between him and Dracka.
"That was given to me today." Blake stated, his voice holding no emotion, which put Severus on edge.
Dracka opened the piece of paper and laid it flat on the table.
'I know who you are and what you are. I want them.' Was written on the piece of paper in sloppy handwriting.
"We don't need to go to Simpson," Blake said coldly. "He will come to us."
Severus felt his stomach drop as he looked over the words. Blake turned on his heels and walked through the silencing charm and out of the hall. Severus looked after him and picked up the note and passed it to Albus. The Headmaster brought up his own silencing charm as he read the note before passing it back to Severus who gave it to Dracka.
"I hate it when he's right," Dracka muttered.
"I believe," Albus remarked softly. "That this is one time that Blake was hoping he would be wrong."
Minerva picked up the note and looked it over.
"What does it mean when it says; 'I want them?'" Minerva asked and looked at the men.
Severus and Dracka looked at the Headmaster.
"He holds the Deathly Hallows," Albus explained calmly.
"What!" The woman yelped. "That's just children's story, Albus!"
"Tell that to Blake," Dracka laughed.
Severus smirked as the woman looked between the three men in disbelief.
"Albus, you can't be serious?" Minerva snapped, looking down her nose at the old man.
"I am indeed, my dear." Albus replied with a twinkle in his eyes.
"I think I've heard enough," Minerva stated as she stood. "Good night, gentlemen."
The three men watched the woman walk off in amusement, before Albus brought up the silencing charm again. Dracka slipped the note away into his pocket.
"At least we have confirmation now that they were after Blake," Dracka admitted as he rubbed his chin.
"You call that a good thing?" Severus sneered.
"Well it's better than speculation," Dracka pointed out. "We can plan now."
"Albus," Severus said, turning to the Headmaster. "We are going to need time to look at these lay lines."
Albus sat back in his seat.
"Of course," Albus said with a smile. "How long do you think you will need?"
"Not sure," Dracka replied. "Blake would be able to give a better answer."
"Would a week do?" Albus suggested. "At this rate I might need to look for a temporary potions and defence professors."
Severus smirked as Dracka barked a laugh.
"I'm sure the potion's students would be happy with that!" Dracka exclaimed with a laugh.
Severus glared down his nose at the vampire as Albus chuckled.
xXx
Harry smiled as Severus magic brushed against him and brushed the man back as he stood in front of the open window of a second-floor classroom. He always wondered why Hogwarts had so much room for such a small a population of students. He supposed that the founders had hoped that the school would be full of students as the magical population grew over time but with amount of magical wars they had been through. Not to mention the opening of other magical schools and home schooling. Meant that the number of children attending couldn't grow as much as the founders had hoped.
Arms wrapped around his stomach as Severus rested his head on Harry's and the shorter man leaned back slightly in the man's embrace. They looked out at the night with the moonlight bathing the landscape in front of him. The two men enjoyed the quiet for a while.
"Court case went well," Harry reported, breaking the silence. "Needed Mr Boulder in the end. Peter Genger accused me of slander against his name. He was not happy to know I had my lawyer waiting for him with paperwork."
Severus snorted.
"He was even more unhappy to be led away in handcuffs," Harry smirked. "I don't think I'll be getting a Christmas card from him."
"You seem to have that effect on some people," Severus rumbled.
"Part of my charm," Harry remarked. "You either love me or hate me."
"Or love to hate you," Severus added. "I think Black suffers from that."
Harry snorted.
"At least he's annoying Tonks and Remus now and not me anymore. Only have to see him at Christmas time." Harry pointed out. "Had lunch with Tonks today, their little one is giving them trouble."
"He'll be here soon enough," Severus said softly.
"Something to look forward to," Harry smirked then he paled. "Oh, god."
"What?"
"That means more Weasleys," Harry uttered in horror.
Severus chuckled.
"At least you didn't teach the whole lot of them!"
Harry turned in Severus's arms and looked up at him, his hair was loose around his shoulders. Harry tugged on a few strands and Severus gave him a smirk before leaning down and giving him a kiss.
"Albus has given us a week to look at the lay lines and the Border spell," Severus told him, when he pulled back. "Will that be enough time?"
Harry frowned.
"Should be," Harry replied. "Is Dracka coming as well? If he is I'll have to make another daylight pendant for him. I should start charging him for them. They are not cheap to make."
Severus smirked.
"How are you feeling?" Severus asked, his eyes intense.
"Ah," Harry stuttered. "A lot better. I suppose the vampire is good for one thing. It may be pointing out my stupidity, but he is good at it."
Severus snorted and rested his forehead against his.
"And ruining touching moments," Dracka's voice sounded from the doorway of the classroom as he slipped into the room.
Harry snorted as Severus pulled back but didn't release him. Harry grinned up at him before stepping back and letting Severus's arms drop to his sides as he stepped away. He turned to the vampire. Dracka kept his distance as he looked at the two of them.
"Are you coming with us?" Harry questioned.
"If you want me too," Dracka replied, unsure.
Harry cocked his head to the side and looked the man over, reading the man's body language.
"Can't have Severus carrying all my bags," Harry retorted with a grin.
Dracka growled and Harry raised an eyebrow. Dracka lowered his head as Harry stepped forward.
"Severus can you give us a minute?" Harry requested, without moving.
Severus sighed and walked towards the door.
"I'll be in your rooms with the first aid kit ready," Severus said as he closed the door behind him.
"Do you want to take the first swing or should I?" Harry asked, once he was sure Severus was out of earshot.
"I don't want to fight you, Blake." Dracka retorted.
"But your demon does," Harry said simply. "You think I can't feel it's dark presence?"
Dracka reel back from him in shock.
"You think that the darkness in me doesn't reach out to it?" Harry asked, stepping forward and forcing Dracka back. "You think it doesn't brush against me?"
Dracka stepped further back as Harry stepped forward.
"Dark power, pulls dark power." Harry hissed, his eyes darkening.
Dracka's eyes turned red as he looked down at Harry as the demon came forward in his mind. The man that had killed his brother and yet one of his best friends stood in front of Dracka. They were so that they could almost be lovers. The one man that wasn't a vampire and yet understood his nature so well.
Harry pushed forward until he stood with only a couple of inches separating them and looked into Dracka's red eyes. His heart pounding and knowing the other man could hear it. So much and yet so little between them.
"If this is going to be a problem between us," Harry said softly. "We'll work it out, whether that's with words or fists, Dracka."
Dracka flashed his fangs and Harry lowered his head slightly. Looking at him with shining green eyes, not stepping back. He was pushing into dangerous territory and he knew what could happen better than anyone else. They needed to resolve this and they both knew it.
Dracka growled low in his throat and Harry let his cane fall to the floor and took a stance ready for any move the man made. Knowing the demon was looking at him as dark magic swirled around them. Dark mists twisting on the edge of Harry's vision as he looked up at the taller man.
Harry reached out and grabbed the dark power around them and pulled. Dracka snapped forward and Harry twisted to the side and pushed the man as he passed him. The vampire stumbled before turning on his heels. His red eyes flashing as he crouched. Harry stood calmly, legs spaced out as he slipped out of his coat.
The vampire lunged and Harry slipped to the side again and Dracka growled as he turned and swung a fist at Harry's head. Harry threw up an arm, coating it in dark magic and deflected the blow before landing one to Dracka's stomach and skipped back as the man recovered.
Dracka looked up at him with dark eyes and grinned as he stepped forward. Harry lunged this time, tackling the man around the waist and taking them down to the floor. Dracka hitting hard as they rolled. Dracka lashed out and Harry's head rang as the vampire's fist glanced off the side of his head, dazing him slightly. He brought his knee up into Dracka's side as he recovered. The man rolled to the side from the knee as Harry launched himself at him. Dracka yelped as he was pushed to the floor and twisted his leg around the smaller man, flipping them.
Harry brought his elbow up into the man's ribs and he grunted at the impact and tried to grab the man's wrists. Harry grabbed the man's hands and wrenched them up, pulling them to the side with all his weight and strength. Harry quickly gained the upper hand.
Dracka growled as Harry held his wrists above his head in an iron grip. He managed to get a leg free before the man could pin him down and brought it up into Harry's stomach. The man grunted but didn't release his hold. Dracka growled and brought his knee up again, harder.
Harry gasped and his grip relaxed. Dracka broke the man's hold and rolled them but Harry was ready and got his feet up. His planted his feet into the vampire's stomach and he flipped the man. He used his dark power to add power to his legs.
Dracka yelped as he flipped over and landed on his back hard. He lay there for a minute and looked up at Harry looking down at him with a grin on his face and his green eyes shining. Harry sat down next to Dracka as the man panted.
Dracka started laughing, the sound rolling over Harry and the man pulled his dark magic close. He grinned down at the vampire.
"Better?" Harry asked.
"Much," Dracka agreed. "You?"
"I'm going to pay for it in the morning but better." Harry said with a laugh, then hissed and grabbed his ribs. "Forgot how good that can be."
Dracka grinned as his demon felt satisfied for the first time in a long time. Harry sprawled out on the floor next to the vampire.
"You are forgiven," Dracka uttered softly.
Harry started at the words and looked over at the vampire.
"Thank you," Harry whispered, feeling a burden lifting off his shoulders at the soft words.
The burden of the death of Dracka's brother had always sat heavy on his shoulders.
"I guess you aren't the only idiot," Dracka laughed.
"You do know that Severus is going to call both of us idiots, right?" Harry countered as he lay there.
"This is one time I'm glad you understand vampires so well," Dracka remarked.
"If I didn't," Harry drawled. "I would have taken offence at this."
Dracka laughed and patted the other man's stomach gently, the only part he could reach. They lay there for a while longer, the night quiet except for their breathing.
"Come on," Harry said as he sat up. His body protesting and reminding him just how old he was. "Until Severus gets concerned that we have killed each other."
Dracka snorted and took Harry's hand as the man pulled him to his feet. Harry picked up his cane as they made it to the door.
"You know," Dracka commented. "If it weren't for that leg of yours. You probably would have finished that quicker."
Harry flashed him a grin as he wiped away the blood from his split lip.
"Where's the fun in that?"
xXx
Severus looked up from his coffee as the two men moved into the room. Blake gave him a grin, his lip spilt and a bruise already coming up on the side of his face. Dracka didn't look as bad but was walking stiffy as he came in. Severus raised an eyebrow as he looked the pair over, no broken bones and they were both alive at least. Taking note of the dirt and dust covering them. He was sure that Blake would have to buy a new dress shirt and suit.
"First aid kit is on the table," Severus drawled. "If you bleed on the floor, you clean it up."
Blake barked a laugh then held his ribs.
"He's learning," Blake remarked and nudged Dracka with his elbow. "That book must be teaching him something."
The vampire winced at the elbow.
"I'm going to bed," The vampire drawled.
He then crashed on the lounge, much to Severus and Blake's amusement.
"Are two flights of stairs too far, Mr Dracka?" Blake drawled with a smirk as he leaned on his cane.
"It is when there's a comfy lounge right here," Dracka mumbled into the cushions.
Blake moved over, looking a little stiff himself and eased himself down onto the edge of the lounge. Severus closed the book in his hands and placed it next to the armchair he was sitting in.
"I'll just be heading to bed then," Severus drawled.
Blake just grinned at him.
"I'll just take a shower then join you," Blake said. "Can't be bleeding on the sheets, now can I?"
Dracka snorted.
Severus stopped and looked down his nose at the two of them.
"Idiots," He snapped. "The both of you."
Blake's grin only widened as Dracka huffed a laugh. Severus gave them a smirk and felt like everything was falling back into place again as he looked into the shining green eyes of his lover.
xXx
Harry was not in a happy mood when he woke the next morning as he forced his body to uncurl with a moan. God, did he feel his age as he slowly wiggled his way to the side of the bed and tumbled out to land on all fours before using the bed to get to his feet. He was too old to be wrestling vampires, he may look like he was in his late forties but his body held the scars of a lot older man.
Severus was no help as he just smirked at him from the bed as Harry braced himself on the wall with his hand.
"Don't look so smug," Harry snapped.
Severus's rumbling laughter was his only answer.
"That's going leave some nice bruising," Severus commented. "What did he use? A chair?"
"Um, a knee." Harry remarked as he looked down at the bruise marring his ribs and stomach. "A couple of times."
"How's your head?"
"Ringing," Harry grumbled. "Loudly."
Severus frowned, he did feel concerned for the man but he only had himself to blame.
"Do you know what's worse?" Harry muttered as he looked at Severus.
"What would that be?"
"Damn vampire healing," Harry spat and limped out of the room to Severus's laughter.