Muse

AN(thank my lovely beta for getting this chapter back to me so fast she rocks. Thank you to my reviewers you inspired me to get this one out sooner than I thought I’d be able to ^_^. Hope you all like this chapter as much as the previous ones.)

Beta: vampchic

Muse

Chapter 5- Phone Calls and family-


December 29th-


"Harry, phone!" Remus called from the living room.


"Coming," Harry yelled, climbing off his bed and half skipped to the living room, taking the phone from Remus. "Hello?"


"Harry?"


"Draco? What did you do now?" Harry asked, shaking his head.


"Nothing, honest. The parental's are going out for New Years and they don't want me home. They seem to think I'm going to throw a party or something. Can I crash at your place?"


"Just a second," Harry said, turning to talk to Remus. "Remmy can Draco stay for the rest of break?"


"His parents going out of town again?" Remus asked, looking up from his book.


"Yeah, and they don't want to leave him home alone."


"That's fine," Remus said nonchalantly.


"Well, he says you can come…to stay here that is." Harry said trying to hide his laugh.


"Prat; I can't believe you just said that. You know how I feel about him. Grrr," Draco growled into the phone. "Alright, so I'll be there by dinner tonight, okay," Draco said cheerfully.


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"I thought you said before dinner!" Harry said, standing in the doorway to the apartment, his pajama pants hanging off his hips and arms crossed over his chest.


"I'm sorry. Traffic was hell and Dad lectured me for a good amount of that time, telling me that I had to be on my best behavior or some such rot. I tried to be here, are there any leftovers? I'm starved - they didn't feed me," Draco pouted.


"Yes, there is, now get in here. Remus will be glad to know you made it here finally."


"He will?"


"Of course, he thought you might have been in an accident or something." Harry said, walking away from the door and into the living room. "Remus, he's here," Harry called.


"There is our wayward blonde, how was your trip here?" Remus greeted, smiling brightly at the teen.

"It was what it was. Father lectured me the whole way while mother kept telling me that I needed to watch my hair, it's starting to get split ends. I may care about my hair, but I don't need my mother pointing out that I have one split end from someone pulling my hair."


Remus chuckled at this, ruffling the blonde's hair a bit, smirking when he ducked and shrieked slightly.


Harry laughed all the while at the flirting he saw going on between the two. "Come on, Dray, put your bag in my room and Remus will get you a plate of food," Harry said, moving on down the hall to his room.

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"Come on, Dray, I'm heading out and your not even dressed. I take it your not coming with me?" Harry said, shaking the half asleep blonde.


"Hmm, going where? Its break, there should be no where to go, Harry. Get back in bed and sleep a while longer, love," Draco said, reaching out with an arm, trying to pull Harry back to the bed.


"Draco, I told you last night that I go to Severus's house while Remus is at work. He's at work and Severus will wonder where I am if I don't leave now."


"You're not walking out there, are you?"


"Yes. It's only five or so blocks away, it’s not that long a walk."


"But you always get sick! And didn't you just get over a cold? You still sound like you're getting over a cold. The bloke won't mind you missing a morning in his company."


"Fine, stay! I'll leave his address on the kitchen counter if you want to come find me later," Harry said huffily as he left the room, soon followed by the sound of the front door closing louder than necessary.


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"What's got you in a mood?" Severus asked as he opened the door to a fuming Harry.


"Nothing!" Harry said, jerking his boots, coat and gloves off. "It's Draco. He said last night that he'd be coming with me here, and then he goes and pulls a bunch of crap this morning, trying to get me back in bed," Harry said, walking down the hall to the kitchen.


"Here I thought it was only me you slept with," Severus smirked as the brunet did a sudden turn to look at him.


Smiling coyly, Harry blushed. "You know I didn't mean it like that. He hogs the blankets as it is." Harry moved over to the coffee pot, noting that it was already brewing. Pulling out a mug of his own, he poured himself a cup and went about doctoring it to his sugary taste. "Mm, I love your coffee, have I told you this yet? I told Remmy he needed to buy whatever brand it is you use. He said he'd look into it which means he wont. Parents - they're so easy to read sometimes. They think they're making you think that they've given in, but really, they haven't. They just don't want to talk about it." Harry said while taking a drink here and there as he moved about the kitchen, fixing himself some breakfast.


"Harry, do you ever eat at home?" Severus asked as he watched the boy move about as if he'd always lived there.


"I'm sorry. I didn't think it was a problem eating here. I'll bring a snack next time," Harry said, biting his lip as he put his cup down.


"I never said it was a problem. It's just as soon as you get here, you're making food and coffee. I was just asking. Really, I don't mind," Severus said, placing a hand gently on Harry's cheek.


"The first time I stayed here, you said I could stay if I could cook. I come here and cook breakfast and lunch when you want to stay in, as were your orders. Half the time, you do it before I even realize the time. I was hungry, so I got food. I was angry and thus ignored the fact that you were standing there, watching me move about as if I own the place. I don't and I'm sorry," Harry said quietly.


"Nothing to be sorry about, I forgot I even said that," Severus said, waving the whole conversation away. "What are you and Remus doing for New Years?" Severus asked, fixing his own cup of coffee.


"Nothing much. We normally just watch the fireworks go off on the telly, drink our sparkling cider then head for bed. But with Draco here, I'm not sure what we'll be doing. What will you be doing?"


"Sitting here on my duff, glaring at the telly, for I shall be alone yet again."


"We should do something, yeah," Harry said, looking up into the dark obsidian eyes.


"Mm, and what do you think we should do?" Severus said in that sinful voice he knew would make Harry shudder; and it did.


Biting his lip, Harry tried to keep his breathing normal and his blush down. Multi tasking wasn't working for him at the moment.


"Umm, we could all come over here. I could make up some snacks and, uh...whatever else everyone wants. Draco would love to meet you, I'm sure." Harry said before adding, "Though, he's more interested in getting into Remus' pants at the moment."


"Invite them over then, love. I'd love to meet a friend of yours. I detest holidays most times, but I've come to enjoy this year's festivities and would love to spend them with you," Severus said, making Harry blush even more.


"Well, um...well, I'm sure you'd like to get back to work. How's that coming along, anyways?" Harry asked, taking a sip of his coffee.


"It’s coming along grand. I've got chapters mapped out and I'm well into the fourth chapter now, though, I'm still contemplating names. I'm not sure on what my main characters names should really be. What do you think?"


"Hmm, I've always liked the name Dorian. I knew a dancer named Dorian once, he got sick and was put in the hospital; he never came back from there."


"How did he get sick?"


"He was seventeen. He got a virus and he stopped eating - the process of the two wiped him out. They couldn't keep his body functioning. The virus ate at his immune system and the medication he was given to fight it made him sick so that he didn't eat. Finally he just asked for everyone to stop and just let him die.


"He died at home. He was nothing but skin stretched over bone when he died. He was watching Saturday cartoons, I believe." Harry said sadly. "Anyways, I like that name - it screams a beautiful dancer, I think. And Evan is another, I don't know anyone who died by that name. Did that help?"


"Yes, it helped immensely," Severus said, watching the emotions play over Harry's face.

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A few hours passed while the two were hidden away in the study, one writing continuously, the other reading and catching up on his school papers he had brought with him this time. Around one pm they heard the door bell ring through the house.


With out looking up Severus asked Harry to answer the door.


"Hell-oh, I see you pulled yourself out of bed, finally," Harry said, looking at the bundled up blonde.


"Yes, well, it was bloody boring in that apartment. There was no one to bug all day," complained Draco.


"Well, come in, there's coffee in the kitchen and I suppose I could start on some lunch - we haven't eaten yet," Harry said, taking the blonde's coat when he took it off and handed it to him.


"So, how is life here at the author's house? I've met him before, but I've never been to his house." Seeing the questioning look, Draco explained. "Father knows him from when they were all in school together, and once a year he invites him and a few others over for dinner and drinks."


"Ah, I never knew that," Harry said, frowning slightly. "Sev, I'm making lunch and Draco is here," Harry called out as he showed Draco to the kitchen.


A few minutes later Severus strode into the kitchen, not seeing Draco as he was examining the pictures on the wall and kissed Harry very thoroughly. Pulling away, Severus smirked at the dazed look on Harry's face.


"What was that about?" Harry asked breathless.


"I have names and I'm hungry." Severus said, smirking.


"What would father say, Uncle Severus?" Draco said, laughing.


Turning sharply, Severus's eye's widened when he took in the laughing blonde.


"Draco? What the hell are you doing here? Your father was going to New York for New Years, wasn't he?"


"Yes, that's why I'm staying with Harry. He won't be back until after I've gone back to school," Draco said flatly.


"I see. I didn't know that you and Harry were friends. Looks like we'll be spending New Years together, then."


"Why did you call him Uncle? You said you barely knew him," Harry asked, some what angry and confused.


"I may be his god father, but we have hardly spent any time together as they traveled most of the season, and the other he was in boarding school. To him, I'm Uncle Severus, the grumpy novelist."


"So my best friend is your god-son and he's in love with my adoptive father, and this is just so weird," Harry said, talking more to himself than the others. "You knew the whole time who he was and you never told me, you prat."


"Sorry, Harry. I was just so grumpy this morning, being woken up before the sun was up and all."


"You're still a prat," Harry said, smacking his arm lightly as he went back to making lunch for the three of them.


"Harry, what wonderful food are you making us today?" Severus said, coming into the kitchen to look over Harry's shoulder as he peered into the pot Harry had on the stove.


Leaning back slightly, Harry pressed his back into Severus' front, breathing in the sent of the man. "Mm, vegetable soup with cheesy bread rolls, and there's tea steeping right now," Harry sighed.


"Sounds delicious," Severus said, brushing his lips across Harry's ear, smirking when he felt the teen shudder at the touch.


"Gods, will you two just fuck and get it over with. You're both screaming for it. It's painful to watch you flirt so continuously," Draco groaned as he watched the two flirt over the food.


"Oh, shush you. I watch you and Remus do it every time you see each other. Though, Remmy is clueless that he's doing it back at you. Poor, innocent Remus," Harry sighed, giving the blonde a pointed look.


With that three soon sat down to eat their lunch while sharing stories before long it was time to get back to work as a certain editor would be stopping by soon to pick up the teens for dinner.

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"Remus, we're spending New Years with Severus this year," Harry called as he dropped his stuff off in the bedroom upon their return to the apartment that night.


"We are, are we? At least I can say nothing will happen while you’re drunk since you can't drink," Remus chuckled, tossing his own bag onto the desk in the far corner of the living room.


"Ha Ha, you're so funny!" Harry said, sitting down on the couch where Draco soon followed.


"You haven't anything more than kissed a few times, have you?" Remus said suddenly, making Harry frown at him.


"I told you already we've only kissed a few times, and all we do is sleep when I stay over and you've been there every time I've slept over," Harry said, exasperated.


"Though, they're very cute when they do go all kissy, Remus," Draco smirked as Harry smacked him harder than he felt necessary. "Hey, I can't help it if it's the truth."


"I'm going to bed. I'll make those cookies you like for New Years, Remmy, if you'd like. Good night both of you," Harry said in frustration before walking out of the room, leaving the other two, knowing they were in for it in the morning. Nothing was worse than a pissed off Harry.

(TBC)


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