AN: so... I have been posting chapter of this on AO3 forgetting I was suppose to post it here to... my bad folks.

Chapter Nine: Pumpkin Juice

The next few days was filled with classes and silly spats between houses. Every day brought a new dramatic turn and Harry was no closer to finding out who was throwing random hexes at him. So far it had happened seven more times over the past three days. He knew it was the ravenclaws maybe even a few from hufflepuff. It was starting to really upset him. He was now forced to wear a shielding doll at all times. Tucked into a pouch on his belt. It helped stop most hexes thrown his way, sadly that only meant the people throwing them kept boosting their ammo.

Yesterday it was tripping and tongue tying today was several cutting hexes. Of course thanks to his luck one had made it past and he was forced to stitch up the long cut that went from his elbow to just above his wrist. Luckily he had been carrying a thread and needle and had sewn up the wound easily. Granted it did take a numbing agent to make it bearable. Now he had bright blue thread stitched into his skin and for some reason he like the way it looked on him.

Taking a few more steps down the hall he paused before grinning darkly, "I know just the thing."

Taking off towards a portrait of the bowl of fruit he tickled the pear and watched as it swung open. Stepping in he was greeted by house elves all of which greeted him warmly. Taking a seat he was not surprised when a platter of scones was pushed in his direction with a large goblet of orange juice. The creature knew him far better than he had ever thought. They enjoyed his visits.

"Hey everyone, sorry to bother you I know you're preparing breakfast. I had a favor to ask of you guys"

Twinky stepped forward her eyes wide as she bowed, "What does the Young Master wishes?"

Harry grinned, "Someone has been throwing hexes at me. Dangerous ones. So I was wondering if you would do me the honor of making the pumpkin juice for this evenings feast more... exciting." he gave the elf a meaningful look and several elves burst into giggles.

Twinky nodded, "If that is what the young master wishes. We will helps him. We not tell a soul. Is there being any cups you wished skipped?"

Harry thought over it a moment before shaking his head, "No don't even spare my cup. I don't want to be a suspect in this."

They nodded and he spent the rest of breakfast time eating and talking with them. Having more than his fill of all the treats before they were even whisked up to the tables to serve the hungry students.

Standing Harry trudged off to his class a small skip in his step. Meeting Draco and Hydrus in the hall he hooked his arms in theirs and reached up kissing both their cheeks, "I wouldn't drink pumpkin juice tonight." Winking he broke off and bolted towards their potions class.

Draco and Hydrus looked on as Harry did a cartwheel then continued onto the potions lab.

Draco sighed and hung his head, "We are screwed"

Hydrus nodded and continued forward, "Yup. Hey did you smell blood?"

Sniffing the air lightly the younger blonde nodded, "He is bleeding. I wonder what happened."

The two followed closely behind Harry and soon they were all seated in the potions lab. Slowly Hydrus leaned over his breath tickling the side of HArry's neck, "Where are you bleeding?"

Harry blinked and smiled before lifting his sleeve to show the stitched up cut, "Cutting curse got through my ward doll, I stitched it up and its numbed."

Draco leaned forward fingers barely ghosting across the blue thread, "You know, that looks kind of hot."

Hydrus chuckled, "I will heal it for you tonight, after dinner of course."

With a soft giggle they kept quiet the rest of the class before making their way toward the cafeteria. There was no speech for the evening and soon pitchers were filled and plates stacked high with food. Harry just barely took his first sip of water when a shriek came from the Gryffindor table. Looking up his eyebrows rose in surprise. Several people at the all the tables where turning an ugly shade of orange while their faces morphed into beaks. Within minutes half the student and faculty body where brightly painted flamingos. Unfortunately even the Slytherin table was hit, which meant anyone who had chosen to drink pumpkin juice was now living the night as a brightly colored bird with large beaks.

Harry laughed loudly before quickly excusing himself being sure to loudly proclaim that he had now lost his appetite before marching from the dining hall with his two lovely blondes in tow. He did not stop till he was in the green and silver common rooms. Falling on a chair he burst into a fit of giggles, green eyes shining with mirth. He looked up to see two sets of shining silver eyes neither of which where very happy looking. Smiling innocently he tried to put them at ease before sighing and extending his injured arm.

Draco slid into the chair next to Harry pulling the smaller fully into his lap while Hydrus carefully cut the small threads holding the wound closed. Gentle tugs pulling them from the flesh making Harry wince in pain before closing his eyes and curling closer to Draco. He knew it was going to hurt to remove the thread but he honestly liked the way it looked on him. Looking up into cool silver eyes he gasped when he felt something warm and wet run across the long cut. Turning he watched in fascination as Hydrus licked at the freshly bleeding wound, even more fascinated as he noticed it was slowly healing with each new lick.

Blinking he turned to look at Draco who had a smug look on his face. Blushing brightly Harry hid his face in his free hand and nearly jumped when the younger Malfoy's arms slid around his waist and kisses were peppered along his throat and hidden collar bone, "Calm down Harry, I know it is a bit unique but it is how sirens heal."

Harry nodded and looked down into the now glowing silver eyes of Hydrus, he could see the barely hidden desire and his breath hitched as their eyes held, even as the warm tongue slid over the newly healed skin. He was frozen as Hydrus leaned forward and warm lips fell over his own.

Leaning into the kiss Harry heard a strange purring coo come from behind him and he was gently coaxed away from Hydrus and his face turned by the chin to meet Draco's equally warm lips. His whole form relaxed as his nostrils were filled by the unique scent they each help. For him it was pure peace.