Tribond

Chapter 2 - Discovery

Hours later the pair was abruptly awakened by the sound of a strangled cry. Reaching blindly they grasped a wand and sent hexes toward the noise. They struggled briefly to untangle limbs and wake fully. Severus rolled over Harry's body putting hiself between the threat and his companion. Sitting up he reached and absently handed Harry his glasses before taking a look at who had interrupted their slumber.

Harry's vision claeard and he viewed Lucius and Draco Malfoy lying on the floor where they fell. Releasing his grip on the shared wand he flopped gracelessly back on the bed leaving the intruders to Severus, who studied the pair before checking that Harry was alright.

Severus released the bound pair and raised an eyebrow in silent inquiry.

"What in the hell are you two doing," yelled Draco.

Onyx eyes hardened as they stared the shouting teen down. A whimper sounded as Harry curled into a ball and lodged against the older wizard. Glaring at the blondes, Severus gathered Harry into his arms and then his lap. Murmuring comfort he rocked the shaking young man slowly.

Lucius wanted answers. Severus was his lover and had been for years, now he had another in their bed. Knowing his mate would not respond well to shouts and demands he sat on one of the chairs and ordered, "Draco, sit and keep quiet."

Harry began to relax and moved to wrap his arms around Severus, burying his head in the others shoulder. His breath evened as he slipped back into sleep. Severus moved to lay him down only to have the arms tighten. Resigned to holding the younger man for a while, he shifted to lean against the headboard.

Looking over at his lover and godson, thought was given to what he could tell them and still protect the privacy of the man in his arms. He began by addressing the question that Draco had shouted. "We were sleeping. It was the first time in weeks iether of us has slept without nightmares."

"Sev, why is Harry Potter here in your bed? The entire world is looking for their Savior," asked Lucius.

"That is why, they want a hero," Severus sneered. "They don't want the exhausted young man that depleted himself mentally, physically and magically to keep them all safe. They want a happy shiny symbol to parade around and pin medals on. Draco, how long did it take at Hogwarts before anyone actually missed him?"

Draco thought for a moment and then answered. "It was a good week before I heard anyone ask where he was."

"In that time, where were his friends?"

"They were at every celebration party, giving interviews and being congratulated for being by his side." Realization began to occur. "They don't know where he is, do they?"

"What was the explanation given for his absence?"

"The official one is that he is recovering from the battle. Rumor is rife that he is under a death curse and they are keeping him secluded until a counter can be found. Another theory is that since you have also disappeared, that you and Harry ran off to an island together and are screwing your brains out."

A soft snort sounded and Harry whispered. "I wish it was that simple."

"Why is he here in your home and bed," asked Lucius.

Harry pulled back and looked up at Severus, "Show them some of the pensieve memories."

'Are you sure?'

'No, but it will help us both explain.'