Post-takeover AU. Another Headmaster has adopted Harvey Drabble. Harvey's bedroom used to be the medical room, where he was first locked up, which was then converted into his own room after he had been there awhile.
SEVEN – SLEEPWALK
It was a known fact that Harvey James Hunter sleepwalked.
An irregular occurrence that had been witnessed by the rest of SPLAT, in particular, Lloyd, who had been woken time after time by his brother standing over his bed, softly mumbling to himself.
It was such a seldom occurrence that Mr and Mrs Hunter saw no point in getting their son any professional help, simply aiding Harvey themselves whenever he wandered around the house in the middle of the night, leading him back to bed and staying with him until he was at rest.
So rare was the sleepwalking, was that it was never noted in any of Harvey's medical records, so when the Headmaster officially adopted him, the man possessed no idea that his new son was prone to wandering around at night.
The first time Harvey sleepwalked as the Headmaster's son, was two weeks after the adoption. He had gone to bed at his usual bedtime, but two hours later, was up, his toy dangling from his loose grip and bare feet padding along the cold corridor floor.
The Headmaster trusted Harvey enough to not have him guarded anymore, or even lock his door at night, so the youngest Hunter was easily able to roam the school premises alone and without fear of punishment.
Drifting towards the Library, Harvey continued to mumble under his breath, his toy swinging in the cool air.
Within the Library, Jeff Morgan cursed extensively, his fine black pen crossing out the paragraph he had just finished writing. He was behind in his work, and for Hell, he was paying for it. With Rose over one shoulder, and the Headmaster the other, Jeff had no choice, but to work in the Library, late at night, so that he could catch up on the work he had neglected over the last couple of weeks.
The crossed out paragraph contained an incorrect fact, and as he began to write out the paragraph again, this time including the right information, his peace was promptly disturbed by the sound of the Library doors opening. Glancing up in irritation, Jeff spotted the figure who interrupted his peace, and seconds later, a crafty grin contorted his face.
All of this hassle over his work could be forgotten now that Wheezy was in the room, and by the looks of things, he was in no state to tattle to his precious Daddy about the supposed 'bullying' that he received.
Jeff stood up, pushing his work aside, and strode towards Harvey. Scoffing at the realisation that the weakling was sleep walking, Jeff grabbed hold of Harvey's arms, spun him round and guided him into the corridor. In his sleepwalking state, Harvey flailed at the body contact, but Jeff held him tightly enough that there was no chance of the younger boy breaking free.
Once they were outside of the school, the night air chilling both of them, Jeff steered Harvey towards the swimming pool building. It was always left unlocked, in case anyone wanted to go for a relaxing swim, so within no time at all, Jeff was stopping Harvey by the edge of the pool, the moonlight streaming onto the water.
Simply wanting to shock Hunter awake by pushing him into the water, Jeff released Harvey's arms and backed up slightly, wanting to create a distance so that there was a bigger impact. As he went to push Harvey in, a domineering figure appeared in the doorway, and Jeff's heart sunk.
The Headmaster strode towards the two boys, interest piqued at the state of his son. He had been informed of their whereabouts by a patrolling whitecoat, and upon catching up to the boys, had been alarmed to find Jeff preparing himself to push Harvey into the water. The Headmaster was confused as to why his son had not been struggling, but as he stopped beside them, he could see why Harvey was, thankfully, so quiet for once.
Vowing to ask the boy's doctor about his bouts of sleepwalking and lecture him on missing notes of crucial information, the Headmaster shoved Jeff aside and scooped Harvey up into his arms, cradling the boy against his chest. Harvey jerked in his arms, but soon calmed when the Headmaster started stroking his hair, a soothing motion that often lulled the boy to sleep.
As expected, Harvey drifted off into rest, his soft mumbling ceasing. The Headmaster was glad that his son had broken out of his sleepwalking state, and was determined to get him back to bed. Indicating his head to Jeff, he hissed:
"Go home. I shall discuss this matter with you in the morning."
"But, Sir! I wasn't going to kill him or anything! Just shock him awake!"
"Silence!" Jeff forced his mouth shut. "I told you before, no more bullying my son. Now, GO!"
Once Jeff had fled the swimming pool building, the Headmaster gently rocked Harvey, making sure that his toy didn't fall into the water. Pressing a quick kiss to his forehead, he started to carry him back to the medical room, his punishment for Jeff the next day already forming.
