Inamorato

A/N: Hey, guys! Sorry about taking so long to update. RL has taken it's toll on me, so updates are going to be infrequent at best. SORRY!!! Still, this is a pretty decent-length chapter, so I'm hoping you'll forgive me! Also, there is a character in this chapter called “Suni” and it's pronounced “Sue-knee” NOT “Sunny” okay? Please review, they make me SOOO very happy! ~ FA

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Harry walked groggily out into the Common Room. He stumbled, still half-asleep, into the bathroom. He used the facilities quickly, then washed his hands and splashed water on his face to help wake himself up. He walked back out into the Common Room, this time looking for Draco. He walked silently over to the large sofa in front of the fireplace and sat on the arm. He waited quietly until the blonde finally looked up at him.

“Have a good nap?” Draco asked softly, tipping his head further back to meet Harry's eyes. He was stretched out across the length of the sofa, with his head near the arm Harry was perched on. “You slept for about ten hours.”

Harry blinked slowly. “Er...sorry, Draco. I must still be groggy. I thought you just said I'd been asleep for ten hours.”

Draco's pale pink lips curved slowly up into a smile. “I did say you'd been asleep for ten hours. It's nine o'clock.” His smile deepened at the stunned look on the other boy's face. “I tried waking you up for dinner, but you were quite out of it.”

“Merlin's balls!” Harry exclaimed. “Are you serious? How did I manage to sleep for ten hours?”

“Flying really took it out of you.” Draco replied, shrugging. “Weasley and I had to practically carry you back here. I'm the one who removed your trousers, by the way.” He added, glancing down to Harry's flat, toned stomach, then lower to his green boxers. “I didn't think you'd mind.”

“What?” He looked down at himself, his cheeks tinged pink. “Oh, no. No, that's fine. Thank you for trying to make me more comfortable and thanks for trying to get me up for dinner.”

Draco nodded, his lips still curved slightly upwards. “Of course, Harry. Are you hungry now? I'm sure I can summon a house elf if you'd like something.”

Harry frowned. “Well, I am hungry, but I don't know if a house elf will be able to feed me.” He shifted uncomfortably under Draco's watchful gaze. “I'm out of the perfume I've been using.”

“Ah.” Draco frowned, then reached down and picked his wand up off the floor. Rolling onto his side, he swished it very slightly and let out a low whistle.

“Master Draco is calling?” A petite (even for a house elf) female house elf appeared in front of the couch. “You is needing something from the Manor? Suni will get what you is needing.”

Draco smiled at her. “Of course you will. I actually need something of Mother's.” Suni nodded rapidly, obviously eager to help 'Master Draco' in any way she could. “I need you to bring me a bottle of her perfume.”

“Is Master Draco needing any bottle or is Suni to be fetching a special bottle for Master?” She blinked large blue eyes up at him, tilting her head to the side in a quizzical manner that Harry found quite endearing.

He glanced at the blonde to see him frowning and biting his bottom lip as he thought. “There's one that's in an amber colored bottle, Suni, with a white cork to seal it. It's about eight centimeters tall, not including the cork, and it's a round bottle.”

Suni nodded again. “Suni is knowing the bottle you is wanting, Master.” She raised her small hand to snap her long fingers, then stopped, frowning. “Master, what is Suni to be saying to Mistress Narcissa if she is asking?”

Draco smirked and waved his wand, summoning a small piece of parchment from the bedroom. “I had a feeling I'd be needing the bottle eventually, so I wrote this.” He handed the note to Suni. “Just tell Mother I requested you bring me the bottle and that the note will explain why. Please be quick, alright?”

The elf nodded and snapped her fingers, disappearing with a loud crack and a shimmery puff of smoke. Harry stood up and circled the rest of the way around the couch, kneeling on the floor in front of it after flaring his wings out almost completely so they weren't in the way. Or at least, that's what he tried to do. Instead, as he knelt and flared his wings, pain shot through them and down his spine causing him to let out a pained, keening sound. He collapsed onto the floor, laying on his belly and retracting his wings. The act of closing them, however, wasn't any less painful than opening them had been and had him nearly screaming as tears started down his cheeks.

“Harry?” Draco was on the floor beside him in a heartbeat. “Oh Merlin, Harry, what's wrong?” Harry let out another high, keening sound and Draco noticed that his wings were trembling faintly. “Oh...” He breathed the word as he understood what was wrong.

He very carefully ran his hands over Harry's left wing. He could feel the muscles knotting and bunching under the feathers. “Harry, do you trust me?” He asked, crawling up closer to Harry's head. He sat down with his legs folded Indian-style and lifted Harry's head gently onto his lap.

Harry nodded. “Yes...” He answered, his voice shaking slightly. “What are you...”

“Shhh...” Draco shushed him gently, petting his long hair soothingly as he called out. “Dobby?”

Harry winced at the sharp cry the elf let out when he appeared. “Master Harry Potter!” He cried, wringing his hands in distress and looking miserable. “What is happening to him, Master Draco? What is Master Harry Potter needing?”

Draco gritted his teeth against the urge to scream and instead gave the elf instructions. “Tell Severus Snape that I need a pain potion and a muscle relaxant and tell him I need them delivered to my private rooms now. Tell him Flooing will be faster than walking. Don't mention Harry AT ALL, Dobby. Understood?”

The house elf nodded and disappeared with a crack. In less than two minutes the fire roared green and Severus Snape stepped into the room. “Draco...” He rushed to his godson's side, concern showing on his face. “What's wrong? Are you hurt?”

Draco grimaced, but met Severus's eyes unflinchingly. “Harry's hurt, Sev, and I need you to help him.” As Severus's face tightened into an angry glare, Draco pleaded. “Please, Sev. Your feelings for his father aside, you know Harry's not a bad person. He's hurting and...”

He bit his lip, looking down and carding his fingers gently through Harry's dark hair. “Please, Sev.” He looked up again and his eyes showed Severus how desperate he was. “I can't stand seeing him like this...”

Severus huffed out an annoyed breath and pulled two small potion vials out of his pocket. He uncorked the blue one and passed it to Draco. “Here. The pain potion first, then the muscle relaxant.” He uncorked the red potion as well, holding it out for Draco to take when he was ready.

Draco put the first vial to Harry's lips and coaxed him to drink down the bitter liquid. When he had, his face relaxed and his wings stopped trembling, though he was still very tense. Draco took the second potion from Severus and coaxed Harry to drink that as well, watching in relief as Harry's wings settled softly against his back, spread slightly. Draco gently petted Harry's hair again and smiled gratefully at his godfather.

“Thank you, Professor.” Harry said tiredly. “I shouldn't have pushed myself so hard.” He stretched a hand up and gently squeezed Draco's knee. “I'm sorry, Draco. I didn't mean to worry you.”

Severus gracefully gained his feet. “You're welcome, Mr. Potter, although it was more for Draco's benefit than your own that I helped.” He smiled warmly at Draco, saying in a dry tone. “Do try to keep him out of trouble, Draco. It should prove to be an interesting year, whether you succeed or not.”

Draco laughed. “Yes, well, with my luck Harry will end up in twice as much trouble and I'll be dragged along for the ride.” He grinned cheekily up at his godfather. “At least I'll never be bored. Thanks again, Sev.”

Severus inclined his head, then walked calmly to the door out of their Common Room. Once he was gone Harry slowly pushed himself up onto his hands and knees. Deciding he really could move safely, Harry flared his wings slowly as he pushed himself up so he was kneeling in front of Draco. The blonde boy smiled sweetly at him and Harry opened his mouth to say thank you. Before he could, there was a loud crack and Suni appeared. She rushed to Draco's side, clutching something tightly in her hands.

“Suni is bringing Master Draco the bottle him is asking for and Mistress Narcissa is saying to be meeting her at the place next weekend so she can be knowing everything!” The little elf said breathlessly, handing the amber bottle to Draco with a smile. “Is Master Draco needing anything else from Suni?”

Draco took the bottle with a grateful smile. “No, Suni, that's all for now. Just tell Mother we'll see her on Saturday, around two. Thank you.”

Suni nodded and left without another word. Harry smiled more widely at Draco. “Thank you.” He said softly. “For getting me the potions and for the perfume and just...thank you.”

Draco smiled and unstoppered the bottle. He pressed two fingers over the opening and tipped it quickly upside down, then just as fast righted it again. He brought the two fingers – now coated with a thin layer of perfume – up to his own neck. He touched them lightly to the skin behind each ear, then rubbed them against the nape of his neck. As Harry's mouth fell open in shock, Draco stoppered the bottle again. Silently he held out his hand, letting his fingers (the ones that had touched the perfume) rest an inch or so from Harry's nose.

Harry sniffed tentatively and had to bite his lip to keep from making a keening sound of pleasure. He could smell the perfume – lightly floral, with an almost cloying sweetness to it that seemed to sting his nose in the same way pepper did. Which was odd for a sweet smell to do, but not unpleasant. It tugged at Harry's stomach, this flowery, spicy, sweetness and best of all was that under it, he could smell Draco. The cool, clean smell of the blonde's magic wrapped itself around the other scent and Harry knew he wouldn't be able to resist for long. And if he was perfectly honest with himself, after how sweetly Draco had been treating him all day, he didn't want to.

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