A/N: I plan to finish this…eventually. But things will be going slow. Still sick. Sorry guys. Working on it.

== Silver Bells ==

It was annoying, what ever it was, jingling and making such a high pitch noise; it should be ashamed, whatever it was, for disturbing his self. So obviously he tried to swat it away, having felt it so close; but it hadn't worked. The jingling simply started up again and he was now growling lightly. Couldn't that thing just go away? He was nice and comfy, curled up against a warm body (he believed it was Draco, but he couldn't be too sure as he did have a tendency to actually roll over the other two during his sleep). Hell no did he want to get up right now, even if the sun was penetrating against his eyes.

That didn't stop the jingling and this time when he went to swipe at whatever it was he was instead pawed back in the nose. "Whaaat…?" he began sleepily, his eyes blinking against both sleep and the sunlight before focusing on something blurry and furry in front of him. "Huh?"

"Aren't you the most literate in the morning?"

"Shaddup," he mumbled this time, his eyes glaring at the fuzzy form whom he was sure was Tom. Laughter from his other side told him instantly that Draco was awake as well and was finding this whole deal amusing. Deciding to ignore them both his eyes landed back down on the creature that was plopped onto his lap.

Soft fur, which looked to be brown in his blurry state, met his finger tips as he stroked whatever was on his lap. The sound of jingling mixed with a small mew before deep purring erupted from the strange creature in his lap. "A …kitten?"

"Yes, we figured you could use another companion in the house when we're away." His glasses were slipped on his face even as Tom spoke. Harry responded with his own hummed acknowledgement as his eyes focused better on the kitten.

It was a tabby cat, from what he could tell. Its coat was a nice mixture of golds, browns, and blacks and its eyes were a gleaming green. Another mew and a small butt of a furry head against his hand had him petting the creature again and it was then that his eyes landed on a pair of silver bells attached to a red ribbon around the kitten's neck.

"Its…name?" God he sounded intelligent, but he could simply blame Tom for waking him up. He never was a morning person, though he supposed that he had his former friend Ron to blame for that. Not to mention the former nightmares that had plagued his dreams when he was younger.

"Tinker Bell," Draco said casually as he reached over from behind Harry to tap the bell on the Kitten's neck. "It fits, doesn't it?"

He tilted his head and gazed that the silver tabby for a few minutes before nodding. His hands gentle stroked the soft fur for a moment before he finally turned his face up towards Tom with a light smile. "Thank you."

Tom laughed and ruffled his hair before leaning down to place a small kiss on his forehead. "I figured you could use the company while we're away. This little brat should keep you busy too if I remember anything about owning a cat."

Harry swatted his hand away from his hair before grabbing and tugging the taller male into bed. Tom gave an 'oof' as he fell onto his normal space next to the other two males. The kitten gave a mewl as Harry brought it up to his chest before happily snuggling against Draco's and tugging Tom's arm over his body in an attempt to tell the older man that he wants nothing more than to snuggle and go to bed now.

He could feel the chuckles coming from both of his lovers before he heard it. Harry merely gave a small snort and curled up further amongst the two. He could feel Draco pull him closer while Tom snuggled up from behind, his face nuzzling Harry's head. Even the kitten, Tinkerbell, seemed content in her position amongst the three. Harry couldn't complain. It was quite warm after all.