IT Started With Talent

“Sev.” Harry said shaking the normally stoic mans shoulder. “Severus, look at me.” Harry all but screamed.

The potions master stopped what he was doing and turned to look at Harry.

“Give Draco to me so I can apparate into the med room. Go get your best potions and Remus, we’ll need him.” Harry stood cradling Draco in his arms, nodded quickly to Severus and popped out.

Harry reappeared in the med ward of his manor, gently placing Draco on one of the carefully prepared med beds, Harry took the opportunity to really look at the young man.

He was thin, thinner than normal. His once porcelain completion shadowed by bruises and dark smudges under his eyes. Even in sleep he looked stressed. As if he fought his demons even in sleep.

Harry found himself moving his hand to wipe the whips of blond hair from Draco’s forehead. Draco?? When did he become Draco to him.

“Ouch.” Harry moved back from the unconscious man on the bed. He moved his hand toward his mouth. He felt a prick as his finger hit his elongated tooth. SHIT. This was bad. This was very very bad.

“Okay Harry I have the potions, help me get him undressed.” The potions master said moving toward the bed.

“Uh, Sev have Remmy help you I have to go recheck the wards.” Harry explained moving quickly from the room.

Remus walked over to the blond man. “What‘s with Harry?” He questioned.

Severus shook his head. “I don‘t know. Right now Draco needs us.” He started to spell potions into the young mans stomach.

Remus nodded, he’d check up on Harry later, something was going on.

Elsewhere in the manor Harry was pacing his sitting room. This could not be happening. Draco Malfoy, in his home. Draco Malfoy, hurt. Draco Malfoy making Harry’s canine’s grow.

Draco Malfoy was his mate…Harry was so screwed.