Guilty as Sin

CHAPTER 28

Harry sat on the steps watching the bobbing shadows of the carriages make their way up the long gravel drive to Hogwart’s main entrance. It was cold out but Harry was determined to meet Draco at the door instead of waiting inside the warm entrance hall. Harry had waited all week for Draco’s return pacing the empty Gryfindor tower trying to decide what to tell his blonde friend first. So much had happened and in such a short time, Harry had no idea what to say first.

The first of the carriages pulled up in front of the doors, dropping their passengers off before moving on. Harry stood up and smiled weakly at the sixth year girls who passed him eagerly chatting about their winter vacations. Again, the carriages continued to pull into the steps and Harry scanned each group looking for Draco. Finally a carriage pulled up and Harry instantly spotted the blonde as he stepped down out of the carriage a new emerald green cloak wrapped around his shoulders.

“Harry!” Draco beamed as he climbed the front steps pushing aside some second year Gryfindor’s that were in his way.

“Draco, I’m so glad you’re back.” Harry didn’t mean to sound as exasperated as he did as he automatically wrapped his arms around the blonde and hugged him tightly. Draco was a little shocked at the public display of affection and cautiously looked around him to make sure no one was taking any notice before he returned Harry’s hug.

“Why? What’s happened?” Draco pulled back from Harry’s hug holding the skinner boy at arms length so that he could take in his appearance. Harry swallowed nervously and sadly shrugged his shoulders.

“Everything.” Harry whispered dejectedly as Draco wrapped his arm around Harry’s waist and began walking them inside.

“Oh dear, I knew I shouldn’t have left what’s he done to you?” Draco muttered as he steered Harry towards the great hall where everyone was gathering for the start of term feast. Harry went to reassure Draco that Snape hadn’t done anything to him like that…when a figure stepped in front of them preventing them from continuing into the hall. Both Draco and Harry looked up immediately at Snape who was looking sternly down at them.

“Potter.” Snape acknowledged Harry coldly with a nod of his head before turning to glance at Draco who still had his arm wrapped around Harry’s waist. “Mr. Malfoy, I trust you enjoyed your Christmas holidays?” Harry lowered his gaze to the floor as he felt Draco nod in reply to Snape’s flippant comment. “Good.” Snape paused his gaze flickering between the two boys in silence for a moment. “I wish to see you in my office after dinner Draco.” Snape muttered, not even waiting for a reply before he spun on his heel and stalked down to his seat at the front of the hall. Harry sighed heavily once the professor’s back had turned and glanced cautiously up at Draco who was staring at the retreating figure of the potion master.

“He looks tense.” Draco whispered as he walked Harry over to the Slytherin table and their usual seats.

“I bet he is.” Harry muttered a little sourly as he settled closer to his friend desperate for a comforting touch.

“Harry, what’s going on?” Draco inquired once they’d greeted the Slytherin’s they were sitting next to and opposite at the table.

“I can’t explain now, just meet me in your dorm after you’ve been to see him.” Draco nodded in agreement just as the headmaster rose from his seat at the head table to begin his usual start of term notices. Harry hoped that Draco would be well enough to make it to his dorm after Snape had finished with him…

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Harry sat cross-legged on the end of the chaise lounge in the Slytherin common room. It was late, well past curfew and no doubt tomorrow already. Harry had started off in Draco’s dorm room but when the Slytherin’s had come to bed he’d been forced downstairs into the deserted common room. Draco had been in Snape’s chambers a long time but Harry hadn’t given up hope and so continued to sit stoically on the couch waiting patiently for Draco to return.

Harry must have dozed off the boy never hearing the creak of the doorway swinging open and the soft patter of feet approaching him.

“Harry?” Startled Harry jumped as he felt a hand come down on his shoulder to gently shake him awake. Blinking to clear his vision Harry smiled weakly up at Draco who despite being bruised and a little bloody around the face was still walking and talking. “I had to wait for him to fall asleep, sorry.” Draco apologized as Harry stood up from the lounge to face his friend.

“Are you alright?” Harry felt so guilty seeing Draco injured, if he’d been allowed he would have gladly accepted Snape’s temper if it had saved Draco from returning to the man’s pent up rage from the last month.

“Yeah nothing a good warm bath won’t fix.” Harry nodded and waited patiently in the common room while Draco went to his dorm to collect a change of clothes and his soap bag before returning to Harry’s side. Draco led the way quietly out of the common room and down to the Slytherin prefect bathroom. Draco wasn’t a prefect but through ways and means he’d acquired the password for it earlier in the year. Once in the safety of the deserted bathroom Draco began stripping his clothes off while Harry sat down on the edge of the deep rock pool. Slytherin’s had the best of bathrooms the natural hot springs bubbling up into specially designed pools for their sole use. “How did he get the gash across his cheek?” Draco broke the silence as he finished undressing and climbed in slowly into the pool. Harry didn’t miss the scratches, cuts and bruises already forming on the boy’s pale skin but chose not to comment, feeling bad already. He also saw the bite mark on Draco’s left butt cheek, the mark purple and swollen. Snape had indeed taken his months worth of frustration out on Draco.

“That other Superei.” Harry whispered as he lay down on the warm rocks around the edge of the pool and dangled his fingertips in the hot bubbling water while he watched Draco slowly begin washing himself.

“I assumed as much.” Draco hissed in reply as he gently cupped some water to his face to wash away the blood running from his nose. “It was in the papers that they’d found the ‘Elith-furatu’, all this speculation surrounding who’d done him in. None of the bounty hunters accepted responsibility so I just assumed Snape had got to him first.” Draco trailed off and reached for one of the bottles of oil on the side of the bath and proceeded to begin rubbing the sweet smelling liquid into the bruises on his body. “They reckon it was a pretty gruesome find.” Draco commented carefully his gaze flicking knowingly from the water up to where Harry was still lying on the side of the pool.

“It was a slaughter.” Harry shuddered trying and failing to keep the tears from rolling down his cheeks. Draco sighed and put the oil bottle aside as he stroked over to where Harry was and reached up to gentle brush away the tears with his wet fingers. “I was so scared, I thought he’d lose but then everything turned. Snape cut his heart out…” Harry trailed off and looked up at Draco who nodded silently in understanding.

“You kept out of the way though?” Draco confirmed making sure that Harry hadn’t done anything stupid. Harry smiled and nodded as Draco sighed with relief. “Well it had to be done Harry, he wouldn’t have just left us be what with you coming into season and all. Snape couldn’t afford to let him roam and perhaps expose us all. It’s over now anyway, we can just concentrate on ensuring you take advantage of your mating with Snape.” Draco beamed brightly at Harry but his friend merely lowered his gaze and looked away awkwardly. Draco’s smile faltered and the boy pulled himself up onto the ledge in the water to get a better look at his friend, who was nervously twisting his hands in his lap. “Harry? You haven’t blown it already have you? Is that why he’s pissed because you fucked it up?” Harry instantly looked back at Draco vehemently shaking his head in an effort to calm his friend.

“No not at all.” Harry whispered awkwardly before continuing. “In fact it already happened while you were away.” Harry watched Draco carefully gauging his friend’s reaction to the news. Draco looked shocked and stared at Harry in silence for a moment before shaking his head in disbelief.

“No way, what was it like?” Draco smiled in bewilderment at Harry who blushed crimson and shrugged his shoulders casually.

“You know…” Harry whispered bashfully as Draco cut him off quickly.

“No I don’t know Harry. I was practically comatose with alcohol the last time in Spain. I don’t remember much accept that I terminated it as soon as I realized what had happened.” Draco looked hopefully at Harry to continue.

“So you were willing then, with his Spanish wizard?” Harry muttered just to confirm in his own mind what Draco was telling him.

“Yeah, I’d have fucked anything with two legs that night I’d had so much to drink.” Draco laughed casually as he watched Harry nod in understanding.

“How did you get rid of it?” Harry whispered intrigued by Draco’s situation and avoiding having to talk about his own.

“Overdosed on my mothers painkiller potion, nearly killed myself and I bled for a week.” Harry winced at the prospect but didn’t get time to ask another question before Draco had butted in. “Now stop avoiding the topic and tell me what happened?” Draco snapped sharply making Harry sigh but nod in reluctance.

“Fine, he took me flying on Christmas Day and we got stranded at the Hogsmeade train station in that snow storm…”

“Snape went flying?” Draco butted in again obviously amused by the image. Harry rolled his eyes but nodded.

“Yeah, he did. It came as shock to me too but anyway, that’s where the other Superei confronted us.” Harry stopped and looked at Draco knowingly the boy instinctively knowing what happened without having to be told in gory detail. “After the fight had ended Snape just sat there covered in this strangers blood and I couldn’t help myself. I was drawn to him, to his power.” Harry trailed off again watching as Draco’s eyes widened impossibly in shock.

“You initiated it?” Draco whispered in confirmation.

“I kissed him first.” Harry swallowed awkwardly as the images of the night in the train station ran through his mind just as they had for the past week in his dreams. “It was so different, he was so passionate, so attentive. He didn’t hurt me once, didn’t force it. It was almost like he actually wanted me to enjoy myself, like he actually cared for me, love me.” Harry looked cautiously up at Draco who had sat back in the warm water and was smiling lopsidedly at Harry.

“Wow I don’t remember that.” Draco muttered to himself as he shook his gaze from Harry’s and picked up the bottle of oil again that he’d discarded on the side earlier. “I suppose that’s why he’s back to his usual nasty self again. Season’s passed and the effect has worn off him. Damn.” Draco sighed heavily as Harry sat up from the warm rocks and reached down to scoop some water up to his face to fresh him up. “So do we know yet if you’re carrying?” Draco inquired as he finished washing his body and stepped out of the bath to dry himself.

“Another cycle of the moon and apparently we’ll know.” Harry sighed as he stood up carefully from the side of the pool and handed Draco his clean nightclothes from the bench.

“How come you’re not in his chambers?” Draco inquired in after thought as he pulled on his pants.

“He’s told me to stay out of them, at least until you go back. Apparently I can miscarry really easily and he doesn’t want to risk me getting caught by one of his moods. I suppose now you’re back though he’ll have me down there again. You’re going to have to bear the brunt of him for a while. Sorry.” Apologetically Harry winced as Draco pulled his shirt down over his bruised chest. Draco shrugged though and having collected his soap bag and the rest of his things looped his arm comfortingly about Harry’s shoulders, guiding him out of the bathroom.

“That’s okay Harry I can handle that, just you take it easy.” Harry smiled at Draco and dropped his head comfortingly to the other boy’s shoulder as they walked together back towards the Slytherin dorm. Harry knew he should have told Draco about his father and Snape’s agreement but there was always tomorrow…

TBC>>>>>>>>>>

A/N *Shakes head in fruistration* Damn this board to hell and it\'s mechanical problems. I tried posting this chapter like 12 times but it just won\'t stay put.....*Grrrrrr*

Anyway aside from my technical problems this afternoon I\'m glad you all enjoyed the last update. I did enjoy writing those chapters and I\'m pleased with thier reception. Still on we must trudge into the world of \'Snape\'s Harem....damn I wish I was in a Snape Hareme....*clears throat nervously* you will just have to see what happens to Potter, and if indeed his is up the duff? I\'m sure Draco will make things better though....or not?

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*I-love-dis-story* Yes the ctrl+V key\'s do indeed paste whatever is on your clipboard at the time....It\'s okay I fixed the problem and thanks for the thought, I know you meant well. *winks knowingly* Cheers.