Pretty Boy

Chapter 34

Malfoy's, Werewolves and Full Moons Oh My

To say the day Lucius Malfoy was Portkey'd to the Ministry of magic was a day of changes was putting it lightly. Madam Bones the DLE officer took charge, Shacklebolt and a few other Order members agreed with Madam Bones when she suggested Fudge be questioned. Everyone knew that Lucius was a Death Eater, and it seemed they had been waiting for an excuse like this to do something. Madam Bones had been sick at the sight in front of her, she was a Department of Law Enforcer, but it didn't mean she saw sights like this every day, and on her doorstep too. There was lot of screaming when Lucius turned up; Madam Bones didn't even pay much attention to the weak willed Ministry workers. She along with everyone else assumed it was Voldemort and that Voldemort had been furious with his supporter and killed him. Sending him to the Ministry to set an example, and warn the Malfoy family of defying him. She had immediately called the Auror's who levitated the gruesome sight that used to be Lucius Malfoy away. It was then they caught sight of his left forearm, a dark angry skull with a tongue sprouting out identifying it as the Dark Mark.

Madam Bones was a very intelligent woman, and didn't believe it when Lucius Malfoy said he had been under the imperious curse. She believed Lucius would have been able to fight it. Alert anyone, even his wife. No, this was her chance the chance she had been waiting for. To get Fudge out of office, and someone decent in who could run the Ministry properly with a war going on. She knew it would be hard to find anyone interested in being such a high profile target with Voldemort on the move.

Fudge was tried under Veritaserum, confessing all - how Delores wanted him to kill all the Vampires, werewolves, centaurs, Trolls, Giants, Half Giants all kinds of creatures. How Lucius had told him all about Voldemort's ideas, how much money he would get out of it. How Dumbledore was trying to take over the world by defeating the Dark Lord himself. That he would be cast aside, and Dumbledore put in his place. How he had spent the past year trying to convince him - only to have Dumbledore threaten him in the end. Fudge had confessed under Veritaserum if it came to it he would accept the mark to save his own skin. As soon as that answer was out, every single member of the Wizengamot had gone crazy. Demanding that the Dementors kiss to be administered, for his traitorous ways.

"Madam Bones, we think you should take over being the Minister of Magic until the elections." nodded the second in command of the Wizengamot. Dumbledore wasn't there, so it was up to Zechariahs Ingus second head of the Wizengamot to make a decision. Zechariahs wasn't needed much; it was seldom that Albus Dumbledore missed a meeting. Unfortunately Dumbledore was nowhere to be found; they'd checked Hogwarts, even his own Deputy didn't know where he was.

"It would be my honour, I'd also like to put my name forward with permission to try for the title." said Madam Bones, she had never been ambitious but knew she would make a decent Minister of magic. She wasn't sure if she would be popular enough, she knew money and corruption was everywhere. She wouldn't resort to that, and she knew she couldn't compete against it. She had to give it a try, for her own peace of mind, when all was said and done at least she could say to herself that she had tried.

"It would be our honour to place you up for nomination," said Zechariahs nodding his head curtly.

It was decided that Fudge hadn't really committed any crime other than culpable treason. So he wasn't arrested but the Wizengamot told him that they would be watching him. One toe out of line and he would be brought back in to face them - facing possible prison time, or the Dementors kiss.

Fudge had stuttered and thanked them; wide eyed he had all but run up to his office. Cleared out his desk, took everything that was actually his and walked away. Fudge was sure he felt every single stare against his back, as he exited the lifts and made way to the Apparation points in the Ministry Atrium.

The newspaper had a lot to say that day; no one could quite understand why Hadrian Williams had a smirk on his face as he read. He looked like a Hawk that had caught a big juicy worm, and devoured it whole.

Later that night they were once again sitting around Grimmauld Place. Hadrian was beginning to hate every member of the Order; there were a few who he could tolerate. He never bothered speaking to any of them though; he also never hid his boredom. It was just torture sitting at Order meetings getting useless information over and over again.

"Did you have the contract looked at?" asked Dumbledore as soon as he came through the Floo.

Hadrian frowned before shaking his head. "I actually forgot about it, I am not even sure where I put it."

"I see, very well, just forget about it." said Dumbledore dismissively, his blue eyes momentarily flashing with relief. He'd been trying to find out which Goblin he was using, hoping to stop the inevitable.

"We have word that Greyback is going to attack an Orphanage." boomed Moody in his usual no nonsense voice.

Hadrian sat up straight, wondering who Greyback was, and why he was going alone. Was there even a magical orphanage? If not why on earth was he going to raid a Muggle orphanage what would be the point? He just didn't understand the Dark Lord; his actions had no rhyme or reason. Maybe he was doing it out of anger; he was bound to know Lucius Malfoy was dead. And he was suspected of ordering it or carrying it out.

"Where did you get this information?" asked Dumbledore, staring intently at Moody.

"Knockturn Ally" boomed Moody. Hadrian was coming to realize was his normal voice. It reminded him of Vernon Dursley actually, if he was honest.

"I see," said Dumbledore looking conflicted, did he continue searching for Potter or did he help? If he didn't help he knew the Order would be deeply unhappy. They'd begin questioning his motives, and he couldn't have that.

"I heard the same thing…I think this information is credible." murmured Dung. His bleary eyes looking around at everyone, he knew he wasn't trusted and he hated that fact. All because he had abandoned Privet Drive to sell some stolen Cauldrons. It wasn't as if Potter was going to show up anyway, forty five minutes he had been done. No harm no foul, yet he had been scolded like an errant five year old.

"Perhaps we should send some of our numbers to a few just in case?" mused Dumbledore, nodding his head as if he had decided on that course of action. He had a feeling he knew which orphanage it was, his eyes zoomed in on Hadrian and decided to test the man.

Dumbledore began pairing them, and giving them an orphanage to patrol that night. Hadrian had been paired with Bill. Moody and Tonks, Sirius and Severus, Charlie and Shacklebolt, Diggle and Dung. The names continued.

As much as Dumbledore didn't want to risk anyone he couldn't allow Greyback out in the full moon to attack defenceless children. Their world would be exposed beyond anything ever seen before. He shuddered to think of all the children he could infect and turn into werewolves. The curse would be spread unlike anything ever unleashed before.

Severus and Sirius all stared at each other, all of them worried despite it never showing. Harry had never been away from Severus yet, to send him on such a dangerous mission was unconceivable. They were extremely worried about him; they made sure to 'ask' which orphanage he was visiting before they left to stake out their own.

Severus and Sirius say didn't have their head in the game, for the next three hours it was a constant state of panic. A werewolf, if anything happened, he dreaded to think what the ramifications could be. The thought of Harry being bitten made them cold deep inside, and the information did seem credible.

Remus was the only one unaware of what was going on, he was currently in wolf form in the cellars of Grimmauld Place. Waiting impatiently for Sirius to come in and tell him what had happened during the meeting. Yet as the hours continued to tick by he felt rather worried, what were they up to?

'Cole Orphanage was attacked…Greyback is dead get back to Hogwarts'

It was Dumbledore's Patronus message, Sirius and Severus stared at it as it disappeared in horror.

"Harry!" Sirius whimpered his blue eyes filled with so much fear.

"Move," Severus snapped, his own eyes filled with terror. Both of them quickly began running, faster than they ever had before. Not caring that they were seen by the Muggle caretaker in the Orphanage. Cursing themselves for putting up Anti-Apparation spells up, once they were out of sight both men Apparated to the gates of Hogwarts.

Dumbledore wouldn't allow any of his Order members go to St. Mungo's. So they knew without a doubt he would in the Hospital wing if he was hurt. They prayed he wasn't and they were just overreacting. Skidding to a halt, their hearts beating faster when they saw all the red heads. Bill must be in there, Bill was hurt. Even as emotionless as Severus could be, he winced when he saw the claw marks. Down his face and chest, which were in the process of being closed and rubbed with a foul smelling concoction that Severus had brewed just a few days ago.

Severus' heart was beating too fast for his body to handle, if Sirius hadn't nudged him he could have passed out. He really didn't want to see his lover, especially if he was anything like Bill Weasley. What if he was worse? What if he was dead? Sure Harry was powerful but Bill Weasley had the experience of using magic whereas Harry didn't. Merlin he almost wanted to back out, leave, and never find out. Harry needed him though, if he was hurt…infected he'd need him. He'd prefer infected to dead, Merlin he loved Harry and damn it, he didn't want to lose him.

"Where's Hadrian?" demanded Sirius, when it became obvious Snape couldn't open his mouth.

"He's down in his room, I think Molly scared him," said Arthur looking exhausted, trying to smile but it just made him look constipated.

"Scared him?" asked Sirius looking surprised. If he was in his rooms then he wasn't hurt! Harry was fine, Merlin, it was the best news he'd heard for years.

"She was hugging, crying and thanking him continuously." said Arthur knowing how overwhelming his wife could be. He'd wanted to thank the man himself, he'd saved his son, and no matter what he'd always have Arthur's gratitude. He hadn't been fond of Hadrian; he'd called his daughter a gold digger. Yet he'd saved his son, Arthur had began to realize he was much like Severus. Sarcastic, distant, somewhat cruel yet he'd do anything for anyone. Maybe Hadrian had not had a good life, or he'd been hurt.

"Do you know what happened?" asked Severus.

"We aren't sure but I think Hadrian saved my sons life." said Arthur looking so relieved and thankful. Severus could guess how Molly had reacted; Harry had probably not reacted favourably to the woman's…actions.

"I'm going to see if he's okay." said Sirius turning and leaving.

"Thank him for me will you?" asked Arthur.

"No problem," said Sirius not turning around, turning into his Animagus form he ran down to the Dungeons. Severus remained beside him the duration of the run, which surprised Sirius. He was much faster in his Animagus form than when he was human. It's why he'd transformed; the same obviously couldn't be said for Snape.

Severus snapped the password, and skidded inside, they were thankful to see Hadrian was unscratched. Severus knelt at Harry's feet just drinking in the sight of him. Harry was sitting on the couch, staring straight ahead, seemingly unaware of his presence.

"Harry," whispered Severus his lips almost touching Harry's, almost but not quite, given Harry's state of mind. There was just no telling how Harry would react, so he stayed on guard.

"What happened?" asked Sirius staying standing, both lovers a bit of space. Sirius shouldn't have been surprised, but he was. The depth of emotion Severus was showing. His face showed normally that he didn't care, but if you looked for other signs you would see them. The shaking hands, the eyes and the trembling body. As soon as Severus had flung himself into his quarters his face had spasmed in agony at the thought of anything happening to Harry.

"Severus," whispered Hadrian shuddering slightly, putting his arms around Severus tightly. Severus could feel Harry's irregular fanatic heartbeat against his chest. Everything that had just happened kept replaying in his mind.

"It's ok, your fine now I've got you." said Severus somewhat ineffectually he hated that his lover felt wrong in his arms. Sirius who seemed to understand what was wrong used the spell this time, and suddenly Harry was cuddled in his arms as he should always be. Almost immediately Harry melted into his arms, burying his head in Severus' chest.

"Bill said there's something about the orphanage, he said he could feel the fear and hate residing within its walls. It gave him the creeps, and he was distracted and he was distracting me with his constant bloody chatter!" snapped Harry, getting it of his chest. "We heard children screaming, on the ground floor. Bill tried to subdue Greyback, he wasn't having much luck but he held him off till I got the children out of the way. By the time I had got them away, Greyback had attacked him; he turned its disgusting beady eyes on me! Weasley was bleeding, I knew I had to get him out of there and I knew of only one way to do that."

"Merlin," whispered Sirius wide eyed, unable to believe Harry had successfully managed to kill Greyback. He'd half expected it to be Bill who had killed him; he was the one that knew more magic after all. Then again this was a Weasley they were talking about; they didn't have it in them to kill.

"Nobody saw fit to tell me what GREYBACK REALLY WAS!" hissed Harry after a few seconds of silence.

"Killing curse?" asked Severus hesitantly. He sighed when he realized Harry spoke the truth, no one had thought to tell Harry that Greyback was a werewolf. They seemed to all be failing no matter what they did; Harry seemed to be finding out more information himself than they could give him.

Harry swallowed thickly "Yes, but Sev…I had a flashback…did you know my parents didn't even have wands on them when Voldemort stuck them down?" he had whispered that part so low they barely heard it.

Sirius and Severus shared a wide eyed look; Severus tightened his hold on Harry more. He swallowed the bile threatening to rise in his throat; of course he would have a flashback like that. Having to use the spell would certainly do that to someone. Especially if they had trauma in their past, which Harry most certainly did.

"I had no idea love, I'm sure whoever found them would have realized this," soothed Severus.

Sirius shook his head, he hadn't even noticed and he had been the first one there. What kind of friend was he? He hadn't even noticed that neither James nor Lily had their wands on their person. It explained so much that Sirius had asked over those years. Why hadn't James or Lily Apparated out of there? Why hadn't they killed him? After all James was an Auror and out of anyone Sirius knew James would have kept Voldemort on his toes for Lily and his son to get away.

"Mum was told to stand aside, I don't understand I mean he killed my dad no problem…why was he reluctant to kill a Muggle born?" asked Harry confused.

Severus sighed sadly "That would be me…when we are initiated we are given one thing we want. I asked Voldemort to spare your mum; she was one of the few bright things in my life. She was my best friend until I messed it up."

"Oh," was all Harry said, nodding his head.

"Come, let's get you cleaned up, you need some rest." said Severus, helping the exhausted young man up.

"I best go, Remus will be worried, let me know how he is?" asked Sirius.

"Of course," said Severus nodding immediately, once the Animagus was gone he led Harry through to the bathroom. He knew from personal experience what Harry was going through. Although in the end he'd been saved, Harry had been forced to protect himself and Bill Weasley. That was bad enough, but enduing flashbacks of his parent's murders was even worse. Even Harry had his limits, and it was obvious to him he'd met it tonight.

"Come on then, in you get." said Severus, guiding him into the bath as he continued to shiver. One quick spell had their clothes removed. Washing Harry, inspecting every part of him for even one single tooth mark. There were none, he wasn't infected, to his greatest relief. Leaning back, he continued to hold Harry, silently giving him the support he needed. He knew what was coming before anything was said, almost like a sense of déjà vu.

"I'm sorry for being weak." said Harry.

"You aren't weak, just remember I know what you are going through, I went through it too." said Severus tightening his hold. There was going to be only one way to distract Harry tonight. Severus ran his tongue along Harry's neck, suckling as he went. He could already feel the affect he was having on Harry, it made him hard thinking about it. A low moan was already being torn from Harry's throat, he started nibbling and sucking at the sensitive place below Harry's ear and twisting the hardening nubs of flesh on Harry's chest.

Retrieving his wand, he cast a silent spell and ribbons shot out of Severus' wand, before he put it back then turned once again to his prize. Harry's arms were raised above his head, tired together Harry's genitals were covered by the water but that was it his entire chest was bare, heaving but bare.

It seemed as if Severus was trying to send him into oblivion without touching him much. As his chest was devoured by Severus, small licks, caresses and nips. Harry was moaning and arching into him, begging for more. It seemed as if everywhere Severus touched sent wave after wave of sensations straight to Harry's groin. Severus smirked in smug satisfaction when he felt rather than saw something poking him in the leg though the bathwater. Something that was standing up and demanding all his attention. Harry was rocking bath and forth trying to get some friction to take some of the passion, the heat away to stop himself going insane with pleasure.

Harry had closed his eyes, and wasn't ready to feel a wickedly warm wet mouth encase his entire shaft. He had always done this to others, never once had anyone done this to him. So he was unprepared for just how good it felt. As sensation after sensation shot though him, Severus' hands stopped him arching up. Long nimble hands that knew what they were doing were massaging Harry's sac, along with the combination of Severus' tongue rubbing his slit he came unable to stifle the grunt or scream that tore out of him.

Moaned Harry slumping against the bathroom. The ribbons that had held his arms above his head fell away. He would have slumped under if it wasn't for Severus grabbing him. He smiled at Harry who was breathing raggedly, slumped as if boneless against him.

"You haven't had that done before have you?" asked Severus not at all surprised.

"No," rasped Harry, he could feel Severus' erection against his backside. Rocking back and forth it was his turn to see Severus loose control. Harry bit down on Severus' lip and drew the man down for a passionate kiss all the while rocking back and forth.

It had been way too long for Severus' vaunted control to last, he had been far too worried tonight about Harry, and too much strife by playing spy for two power hungry men. With a moan ripping from his chest, Severus disentangled himself and pushed Harry against the tub minding not to hurt him. Kissing him hungrily. Severus used a spell to prepare Harry, it wasn't long before they were both moaning and screaming. Each time he pounced into Harry, he hit that sweet spot inside of him, and worked Harry into a full hardness. Despite the fact he'd came just a fifteen minutes before, he released again, Harry's tight hot channel spasmed around Severus' penis, drawing out Severus' own orgasm. His bid to distract Harry, had evidently worked.

"Come," said Severus, getting them out the soiled water, spelling both of them dry as they both sated. Made there way to Severus bedroom, no their bedroom. Slipping into their bed, Harry curled himself around Severus, before exhaustion claimed him completely.

After the day Severus had, the worry, the strife, and scare it shouldn't have surprised anyone that he fell asleep just as quickly.

There we go! R&R PLS