Pretty Boy

Chapter 40

Laying Down The Law

"You are my godfather, mother has sent me over." said Draco relaxing on the sofa.

Harry couldn't imagine going to Sirius and saying those things. Draco had just invited himself to stay regardless to whatever anyone else had to say. Harry didn't like it at all; the boy was spoiled and selfish with no ounce of respect for his elders. His attitude left something to be desired. This boy was Severus' godson? Draco was just as spoiled as Severus had accused him of being.

"Where exactly is your mother?" asked Severus smoothly.

"She's at home," said Draco airily, he un-shrunk his trunk and looked expectantly at Severus.

Severus seemed unable to form words, which was unlike him. He was incredibly stunned by Draco's actions. He'd just decided to invite himself to stay, at Hogwarts with him. Draco and everyone else in Slytherin assumed he was a Death Eater. The fact he attended the meetings was a dead give away. It's not as if he could trust them to tell them the truth. He must have a death wish, that's all he could think.

"I'll be having the spare room I take it?" asked Draco without even waiting for confirmation he began striding over trunk in a tow. Severus just watched him unable to form a coherent sentence. His godson had always been spoiled, immature and downright thoughtless. However, he was taking it to a different level knowing how honest his lover could be he snapped into action.

"What the hell do you think you are doing?" asked Hadrian calmly as Draco entered his room. He may not use it, but everything he owned was in this room. It was a front only just in case Dumbledore enquired or nosed around.

"You are to find a room elsewhere, Severus is my godfather. I want everything out of this room when I return." said Draco haughtily.

"Excuse me?" asked Hadrian his voice going cold and hard. All thoughts of trying to get along with Draco Malfoy left his mind altogether. Godson or not, he wasn't about to be spoken to like that.

"You heard, unless you are deaf." sniffed Draco, looking very condescending at Harry.

"You have three seconds to get your things and leave this room. NOW!" snarled Hadrian. He refused to be spoken to in such a manner, not by a snobby bastard who thought him so superior. It didn't matter that Draco was the same age as him.

"Severus is my godfather, you are just his apprentice." stated Draco snobbishly, so sure he would get his way.

The words were barely out when Draco was flying out of the room his trunk following very closely behind. The spell stopped so abruptly it actually smashed the trunk spilling the contents onto Severus' floors. Draco landed with a very big thump on his backside. Screaming in pain he pulled out his wand, aiming it at who he knew as 'Hadrian'. Harry used an additional spell to create a barrier and stop Draco from getting into the room.

"Hadrian" chided Severus wryly.

"What?" asked 'Hadrian' innocently.

"You won't let him away with that will you Severus? Tell him to get out of my room!" screeched Draco angrily. Gaping at Severus as if he was something strange, had he just chided the man? Instead of getting angry on his behalf?

Harry just smirked at the boy; he was like a spoiled petulant five year old. Instead of angering him it just made him want to laugh. Nineteen years old, and he was acting like a toddler. How Severus could put up with Draco was beyond him. His was a boy who'd just lost his father? Well he obviously hadn't cared much for the man.

"Draco Malfoy do not raise your voice at me!" hissed Severus angrily; he couldn't believe how his godson was acting. Sure it had been alright when he was eleven but he was nineteen years old, had never had a job and lazed about his manor all year round. He had just utterly disrespected him and his apprentice, of his mother had been here, he'd never have attempted such a thing. To think his lover was seeing all this - it was a huge embarrassment to Severus. He had hoped perhaps in a year's time to introduce the two of them, hoping Harry would befriend someone his own age. He could see quite clearly he was mistaken in his assumptions.

Draco look stung looking at Severus in betrayal his blue grey eyes looking ready to start crying. Severus had never spoken to him like that before, and with father just dead it made him feel worse. "But Severus I'm your godson what's he?" whined Draco. What was going on, his godfather should always take his side. His father had no matter what, except when it came to grades and Grangers.

"My apprentice." said Severus bluntly; unfortunately he knew Draco couldn't be told who Hadrian really was. He couldn't keep a secret, if for a second it could get him somewhere he'd tell someone.

"So? You've known me since I was born." pouted Draco.

Hadrian growled low in his throat obviously getting pissed off and Severus didn't blame him - his own patience was wearing thin.

"Take your trunk, go home to your mother tell her you cannot stay here." said Severus. He couldn't stay, and that was final, but it did make him feel slightly guilty. He had a feeling why Narcissa was sending him. Yet he wasn't about to play her games, she could deal with her spoiled son again.

"What? Why?" asked Draco gaping. He was stunned; his own godfather was turning his back on him? His father was dead by Voldemort's hands. Bellatrix had been on at his mother to get him to join, he didn't want it. With nothing else she could do she had sent Draco here in hopes of Severus being able to protect him. It was his duty as godfather after all, and Draco knew his godfather loved him.

"I do not have the room," sighed Severus shaking his head; he felt a huge headache coming on.

"There's that one there!" exclaimed Draco.

"As you can see it's currently occupied," said Severus groaning warily. Wondering if he could perhaps tell his godson the truth, get a vow and give him the blasted room. He knew Harry wouldn't be happy about it, probably furious he wondered silently if he would think he was picking Draco over him. He nixed the idea knowing good and well Harry would think the worst. He had given Harry that room and reassured him it was his, his own private place. Not that Harry used it often, heck all that was in here was his clothes and a hoard of chocolates in the dresser. Harry hadn't bought himself anything else, to think he thought Harry was spoiled. They couldn't be more different if they tried Harry and Draco. Draco hadn't savoured anything in his life. Harry on the other hand savoured everything from chocolate to Severus' hugs. It made his heart clench in love, at everything Harry had been though in his short life. Yet he'd risen above it and came out on top.

"But…" was all the stunned blonde could say. It was the first time anyone he loved had said no to him, and he was unsure of him to handle that.

"Draco why are you really here? Why did your mother send you?" asked Severus, withdrawing his wand and repairing the trunk.

"Mother is hoping you can protect me from the Death Eaters…Bellatrix keep's pressuring mum into sending me to him." whispered Draco sounding impossibly young and vulnerable. He knew what they were expecting of him, and in truth it terrified him. He hadn't been able to sleep every time his father came near. Scared stiff that he would be sent to Voldemort. He hadn't been able to grieve when his father died, his relief was too profound, and to premature. Bellatrix was now the go between, expecting him to go next week. The Dark Lord was sick of waiting, and he wanted Draco in his bed now.

"There's a spell called the secret keeper use it." grunted Hadrian looking very uncomfortable. He didn't want to be a Death Eater; it was always a good thing. Doesn't mean he wanted to like the spoiled brat, although he seemed insanely terrified for just being marked as a Death Eater. Unless it was Azkaban he was terrified of, but he didn't know for sure.

"Hadrian is correct Draco, have your mother cast it and keep everyone safe." said Severus. As much as he wanted his godson safe, he knew there were better protected places for him. Plus he didn't want Harry getting sick of this place and leaving. No doubt Harry would go to Remus and Sirius, and he didn't relish the thought. He loved having Harry with him every night, in his arms. He shuddered inwardly at the thought of being without Harry now; he loved the man too much for that. He had been without a lover for so long, and then having one again he couldn't cope returning to an empty bed. Harry came first now - his godson was a grown man. He needed to grow up. He couldn't keep hiding behind him and his parents.

"It's your duty as my godfather to help me Severus," said Draco quietly his voice sullen.

"No Draco its not. You are nineteen years old, a grown man. You should be out there working. Starting a family, getting your priorities right and stop hiding behind people." said Severus honestly.

"Work? Why would I work?" scoffed Draco offended at the very idea, the Malfoy's didn't work.

"Go on through, ask Narcissa to fire call me immediately." said Severus his voice left no room for argument.

"Fine!" snapped Draco when it's obvious he couldn't get Severus to change his mind. He threw a death glare at Hadrian Williams it was his fault, Hadrian just glared as nastily back, mock lurching at him snapping Draco into action with an 'Eep' from his mouth. As he jumped into the fire and Floo'ed home.

"My god Severus!" said Hadrian gaping at Severus.

"I am sorry you had to witness that," said Severus embarrassed.

Harry sighed and pressed his and Severus' foreheads together softly. He shook his head and said "And you thought I was spoiled?" Severus' anguished black eyes met him. Harry realized there and then it was obviously bothering Severus more than Harry had assumed. There was nothing to be done right now as Narcissa had already Floo'ed him.

"Severus you wanted to see me?" asked Narcissa sounding despondent.

"Yes I did indeed" said Severus, sitting down so Narcissa could see him in the flames.

"What is it? Why can't you take Draco?" asked Narcissa her face twisted in concern.

"I think it's best if you went on an extended holiday. Perhaps under different names and glamour's until the war is over." asked Severus his voice held warning. "You know what our lord wants from him, it's your decision."

"I do," said Narcissa looking sick and worried.

"Then leave, I suggest you go to Italy," said Severus.

"I don't know Severus…will we be safe anywhere?" whispered Narcissa.

"You will if you use the Fidelus charm and Glamour charms. I suggest you get your son interested in work, so he can at least gain a little respect." said Severus. His face disapproving.

"Oh Severus, I know he's gotten so bad it's all Lucius' fault now he's left me alone! Do you know how he displeased the Dark Lord?" asked Narcissa wide eyed, she knew her husband had suffered. Unlike the Muggle world, the wizards didn't need family to identify the dead. A simple spell did that for you, but Narcissa had wanted to see her husband one last time. She had regretted it immediately, and ended up sick in public.

"I do not. It's not like our lord to do such a thing." said Severus. He had to be careful here - just in case Narcissa was caught.

"It had to have been," said Narcissa looking ill as she remembered her husband's body.

"It's entirely up to you, but I think Draco has to grow up quickly if he has any hope of surviving this world. He's not eleven years old anymore Narcissa and he barged into my rooms demanding my Potions apprentice to give up his room quite harshly as well." said Severus perhaps that would get though to his mother.

Narcissa looked horrified "I apologize for my son's foolish behaviour and be sure to pass them on to your apprentice." said Narcissa bowing her head in the flames in apology before she said a quiet and sad goodbye and her face was gone.

"Harry?" called Severus later on that night.

"I'm in our room Severus," murmured Harry, Severus smiled despite his headache - his young lover was back. He could hear the differences in the voice and he was correct. Harry had removed the potion. Severus took of his own clothes and slid into the bed, bringing his love into his arms.

"I'm sorry about Draco's actions," said Severus clearly still embarrassed by his godsons earlier display.

"I know, its fine." said Harry. He didn't want to talk about Draco Malfoy when they were in bed.

"Still, he's my godson and he acted despicably." said Severus.

"He did, now let's move on and forget about it. He was lucky he didn't get cursed! I was close to doing it. Him hugging you like that." replied Harry.

Severus laughed his rich baritone voice sending shivers down Harry's spine. Oh yes, if he was asked what he loved best about Severus it would be between his sarcasm, his voice, his fingers, or possessiveness. He would never be able to answer, Harry was sure if Severus tried he could come alone to the sound of Severus' voice.

"Oh Harry, you never have to worry about that, I do not take and discard lovers that easily. As you know I do not trust fully with good reason, it has served me well. The chance of me actually doing something like that to you is nil. So get such thoughts from your mind for they have no place there." said Severus seriously, unconsciously clutching the younger closer. "If anything I think I should be worried." he added almost as an afterthought.

"If you think I could take and discard lovers at all, you don't know me very well." said Harry in a voice similar to Severus' own.

"I hope not, I'm a very possessive man, Merlin help anyone stupid enough to try!" said Severus a rumbling purr leaving his throat as he thought of it.

"That is one of the things I love about you." murmured Harry softly.

"Mmm what else?" asked Severus, teasing Harry's nipples, watching Harry's flesh wake up and twitch taking an interest in the happenings. Severus' own flesh twitched in sympathy he loved knowing the affects he was having on Harry.

"You're voice, so wicked, sinful, so seductive, smooth like chocolate, you command attention by speaking," hissed Harry, breathing deeply.

Severus hissed removing Harry's boxers; he wanted to be inside Harry now. He quickly prepared Harry, a lot rougher than usual but Harry seemed just as desperate as him. He did ensure he was properly prepared, he in no way wanted to hurt Harry no matter how desperate they both were. He didn't know where this desperation was coming from; perhaps it was because they hadn't done anything for what felt like weeks.

Finally he breached the outer ring of muscle; a tortured moan left Severus' lips. He continued sinking in, gasping in pleasure when Harry clenched down around him. Finally he was imbedded inside of Harry, possessing him, claiming him as his. He knew he wasn't going to last long tonight; he had already begun trying to stop the inevitable. The pace was hard and fast, sucking on Harry's nipples urgently worrying them with his teeth it was too much for Harry he came hard. Hot wet semen lay between both men, who didn't seem to care as Severus continued to pound into the hot wet tight channel that was spasming around him. He could feel his end nearing, with one last hard thrust he stayed still as he emptied himself into Harry. Harry's tight channel milking him of every last drop.

Rolling Harry onto his side, still buried deeply inside of him, he wrapped his long legs around him. Spelling away the excess spillage, keeping himself buried to the hilt inside the one he loved. He wrapped his arms around Harry, with possessiveness that rocked both of them to the core. Harry just melted against him. Pulling the covers over them, that's how they remained. The night was far from over, the last time Severus had done this they hadn't stopped until Harry fell asleep exhausted.

He was right; it seemed Severus wanted to see Harry completely lose control that night. Severus seemingly with a leisurely pace explored all of Harry's sensitive spots still snug and warm inside Harry. His member getting bigger each and every time Harry moaned wantonly for him, and bigger still whenever Harry would grind against him. Harry was begging before Severus finally stopped. His harsh panting breath was the only thing that filled the room besides the begging. Long nimble fingers wrapped around Harry's flesh, nibbling and kissing at his sensitive and delicate flesh on his neck. Whispering words, causing Harry too loose complete control with a final incoherent plea he came hard and fast. Severus too found it too much with a stifled grunt, biting down on Harry's shoulder blade he came.

Still he lay there, with a lazy flick of his wand cleaned up the mess. He could already hear Harry's harsh panting easing into the soft even breathes of sleep. Exhausted himself, he nuzzled Harry's neck he fell asleep as well.

There we go :) R&R please