Dream a little Dream

Disclaimer: Harry Potter isn’t mine, as if JKR would be stupid enough to give up the rights to a treasure trove like that.

A/N So, I’m sorry it took so long to update, but I was having bad eye problems, they burned when I looked at the computer or the T.V… But I’m back, armed with a prescription that really works!


Tom was realizing something about Harry that he wouldn’t have thought, with how Harry was so graceful in the air.

Harry was a klutz.

He was so used to pain that he took no second thought to falling down or walking into something, like a table, or a low wall. Thankfully, he was extra aware of himself around the stables, but Tom didn’t know how long that would last. Once Harry was comfortable somewhere, he relaxed, and in relaxing, lost his greater motor functions. Tom was seriously considering setting up a group of Death Eaters that’s main task was to keep Harry upright.

Tom sighed and turned to the window where he was watching Harry fly. His cub was gracefully flitting around the quidditch pitch that he had set up, effortlessly catching the snitch, and laughing as Draco threw a mini – tantrum at his antics. Tom smiled indulgently as the boys cavorted around the pitch (Draco was now acting as though Harry’s head was the snitch, and having as much luck catching Harry as he had the real snitch – none.) He saw the men that he had assigned to watch Harry that day land their brooms and just stare at the two boys who were racing about at breakneck speeds, laughing the whole time.

Tom got up and went to the library, to read until lunchtime. He strolled into the room, and noticed that some of his books were in the wrong order. He strode over to them, and looked up at the section that they were in, and sniggered. His cub was reading Tom’s erotic literature! It was priceless, that his little innocent was trying to figure out how to please him. Tom saw a few of the out of order books, and started to laugh even harder. His cub was reading the ones where women and men were involved! Tom tried to stop laughing, but it looked like Harry was reading the books that Bella had left for him, in that phase where she had tried to seduce him! She had left the most sordid romances that she could find, with heroines in a “Tattered but gorgeous gown, with her generous bosom heaving as she looked into Brawn’s eyes.”

Still laughing, he stumbled over to the special shelf in the library. If you knew what you wanted, the title of the book or the number in the series, then Tom’s shelf produced it. Harry used it quite often, for Japanese comics that he had excitedly told Tom were “Manga”

Tom didn’t really understand it, but if it kept his cub happy and out of trouble, he might actually buy them someday. Probably Harry didn’t know that Tom didn’t pay for the books that came off of the shelf, but Harry didn’t need to know that.

Tom crouched down in front of the shelf and (after casting a look around the library to make sure that no one was in the room.) called out, “Everything that a gay man needs to know about sex!” The book appeared on the shelf instantly, and Tom grabbed it before heading back to the shelf that his cub had been rummaging through. He put it in it’s place, and walked over to his novel section, and pulling out Dead until Dark. He curled up on the nearest chair, and cracked open the many times read book.

Tom was so wrapped up in his book that he missed the chimes for lunch. He looked up when Harry came in. “What’s up Tom? The house elves won’t let us eat if you’re not there, and Severus is getting ready to pitch a fit.” Tom glanced at the clock and winced. “Sorry love, I lost track of the time…”

Harry rolled his eyes and started to walk back out the door. As he made it to the frame however, it became clear that Tom had other ideas. Harry gasped as Tom swept him off his feet and started out the door. “Hey! Didn’t we agree on warning me before you do that?”

“Well, yes,” admitted Tom, “But this is more fun.” Tom ducked his head as Harry went to smack him, and laughed. He swung Harry around and onto his hip for the stairs, and descended regally. The effect was ruined when Harry buried his head into the crook of Tom’s neck, and Tom bent his head to kiss the top of Harry’s head.

‘He’s finally putting on weight.’ Thought Tom with delight. Harry would always be small, due to the malnourishment and lack of treatment for illnesses as a child. Tom was sad that all of the Dursleys were dead already, and that it would be a waste of needed power to raise them to kill again.

Everyone at the foot of the stairs rolled their eyes at the two, and started for the dining room. Severus was in the stage of pregnancy where he waddled, but if a man treasured his reproductive organs, he had better not comment. In this stage, Severus could hardly be held responsible for anything that he did, and even Tom was wary around him.

Lucius sat down, but jumped up immediately. He threw his hands into the air and looked at Severus warily. Severus had pointed his wand at Lucius when he had sat down. ‘Think man, THINK!!’ Lucius thought to himself desperately. For the life of himself (literally!) he couldn’t figure out what he had done wrong! Draco silkily asked, “Father, may I push in your chair?”

Severus looked at Draco now, and finally said, “I raised you right, didn’t I? Yes, thank you very much.”

Draco looked relieved at having saved Lucius, until he realized that he would have to push a very large Severus in. Both Malfoys went very pale, and Severus looked at Draco curiously. “Well? Aren’t you going to push me in?”

Draco swallowed, and moved behind his father’s chair. Surprisingly though, when Draco pushed, the chair went in as easy as can be. Draco let out the breath that he had been holding, and glanced at Lucius, who gave a small shrug. When he sat down however, the mystery of the light Severus was solved. Tom winked at him, and gave him a small glimpse of his wand. Harry, on the other hand, was trying his best not to laugh out loud. Draco glared at Harry, and Harry excused himself for a minute to collect himself.

When he had come back inside, he took his seat at Tom’s side and started in on the grilled cheese sandwiches that they were eating. They ate in silence, and when the house elves came, they sat around for a few minutes. Finally, Severus looked at Harry and asked, “Would you be interested in a sleepover with Draco and Gregory?”

Harry blinked, and replied, “Yeah, that sounds great. When will it be?”

Severus looked to Lucius, who cleared his throat and said, “How does Draco’s birthday sound? In case he hasn’t told you,” Everyone rolled their eyes except for Draco, who had eagerly opened his mouth to tell everyone again, “His birthday is the first of September.”

Harry nodded, and said, “It’ll go into my day planner. Thank you for inviting me.” Tom looked at him strangely, and the Malfoy’s got up to go home for the day. When they were alone together, Tom pulled Harry into his lap.

“When did you become mature? Did I help at all, because I think that I missed a big step in the process.”

Harry smiled up at him angelically, and Tom knew that Harry was about to ask him for something.

“Maybe it’s in your kiss Tom. Do you think that I could get another one, to practice my good manners?”

Tom laughed softly, and leaned down to oblige his cub. ‘He’s so sweet,’ thought Tom. Harry had turned on his lap to face Tom, and opened his mouth to receive Tom’s questing tongue. Harry would give small rhythmic moans whenever Tom’s tongue found a place in his mouth that he liked, and Tom realized that his cub was purring. Harry tentatively reached his own tongue into Tom’s mouth, and Tom wanted to start purring himself when Harry found all of the spots that he enjoyed. A storm had moved in while they had been having lunch, and when Tom took Harry upstairs to have a lie down, Harry pulled Tom into the bed with them.

They had a very nice lazy afternoon, listening to the rain and exploring one another’s mouths.