Togetherness

Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoat Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended

Special Thanks go to Keikokin for taking the time out of her busy schedule to beta for me. Thanks to Tarallynne Moon for her extra beta help too.

Chapter 8 The Unthinkable

Draco and Harry had been curled up on the couch discussing school friends when he heard Severus yelling for him. “That’s odd Harry. I don’t think I’ve heard Uncle Sev yell like that in my life. Let me go see what he wants love, wait for me here.” Draco kissed Harry and hurried to their door. The sight that met him when he stepped out was enough to scare him back into the room and ward the area, but he held his ground. This was his Uncle Severus and he wouldn’t hurt him.

Draco glanced around. They were alone. “Uncle Severus, what’s the matter?”

Severus took a deep breath and looked at Draco. He was beyond articulation and could only pace and curse. Draco looked at him tooktook a chance, casting a calming spell on Severus. The change was immediate. “Thank you Draco. I think I know what is wrong with Mr. Potter and it was so subtle I missed it three times. Follow me to my rooms, I will tell you all I know and see what you know.” Severus’ robes swirled around him and he headed back into his rooms.

Once in his rooms, he grabbed drinks for both of them and looked surprised when Draco turned it down. “It upsets Harry when he knows I’ve been drinking and he will know.” Severus only raised an eyebrow and ordered tea from a house elf. When it was delivered and they were alone again, he began.

“It was so subtle, so smooth. I didn’t recognize the terminology so I overlooked it. After researching it almost line by line, it seems someone has done a remarkable job on Harry. They have managed to convince him that he is dying and to show all the signs of it. But you know that. What they used was a technique that has been outlawed and condemned in our society for ages. It was a case of hypnotism the likes of I have never seen before, Draco. Unfortunately, Harry will almost have to collapse in order to negate it so we have to let it run its course. We have to keep a vigil over him at all times now because if we don’t catch it at the exact moment we will lose him. I’ve prepared vials for you to carry, as well as every professor on staff, to make sure he is treated in time. I don’t know what else they implanted as suggestions, we will have to find the wizard who did this and extract it from them then deal with it. Speaking of the wizard, do you know someone named Simon Snarkle?”

Draco’s head snapped around. “Simon Snarkle? I heard Father talking about him, not flatteringly either. He is a relative to Cornelius Fudge. Why?”

Severus jumped up and started pacing. He picked up his glass, drained it and threw it into the fireplace. He started grabbing all kinds of things and throwing them in anger. Draco watched for a minute in puzzlement. He hit Severus with another calming spell and waited.

“Uncle Severus, want to tell me what that was all about?” Draco wasn’t sure he wanted to know if it caused Severus to act like that, but he knew it had to be bad and important too. And it concerned Harry.

Severus looked at his godson and picked up the file. “I have to talk to Albus. Join me.” He fire called Albus’ office and asked if he could step through with Draco and went ahead without waiting. He looked at Albus. “Did you know old man? Did you know what they did to Harry and how it would affect him? How could you let them do that? How could you let him get near Harry knowing what you do? Don’t you have anything to say for yourself?” Severus was getting angry again and little sparks were seen flying off of him.

Albus looked at him and Draco. He kept the offer of Lemon Drops to himself; they just might hex him if he asked. “Severus, Draco I do not know all that has happened. Will you at least fill me in on part of it so I at least have a guess at what you are talking about?”

Severus stopped and looked him square in the eyes. “Do you know who Simon Snarkle is? Just answer that before I go any further.” Albus frowned for a minute and his face turned paler than his beard. “He is Fudge’s nephew. Why?”

Severus grunted and mimicked Albus “Fudge’s nephew. Why? I’ll tell you why. You let the one person who could do the most damage to Harry, now that Voldemort is dead, have him at his weakest point. The damn bastard has tampered with Harry. I can’t fix it with anything I have except one potion and Harry has to be near real death for it to work. Harry dies, Fudge carries on and no one connects the two. You know how Fudge hates Harry. You gave him the perfect opportunity and he took it. The only saving grace is Drcan can go after both slugs since he is mated to Harry.”

It was Draco’s turn to snap his head at that. “Excuse me, I know of our relationship, but what do you mean exactly by mated? Last time that phrase was used it was during a wedding celebration or hand fasting and was rather permanent.”

Albus and Severus looked at each other then at Draco. Severus was the first to clear his throat. He would have to tell his godson now, even though he and Albus thought they could wait a little longer.
“Draco, do you remember telling me about the blue aura? It’s a rare gift and it doesn’t happen often. It’s a sign that the two lovers are connected in a very deep way and their powers will grow together as their relationships grow. There is a book on it I will lend so you and Harry can understand what I am trying to say.”

Draco just looked at them. “And when were you planning on telling us about this, before or after he nearly dies? Did you think we wouldn’t want to know? How is this going to affect him? I can handle it but what about Harry, in this state? Do you have any idea what this might do to him? It makes me happy, I have no problem being bonded or mated to him, but how will he feel? Did you even consider I might just be a passing fancy for him? I can’t believe you two meddlesome matchmakers. You are worse than two old spinsters trying to fix everyone up. Hand in your matchmaker’s licenses, you’re fired. Damn interfering gits, leave it to them to bullock up something when it was going great.”

Draco kept mumbling. Suddenly a light went on in his head and he looked at the Headmaster. “You knew about this Snarkle ass and you let Harry be treated by him? You are just as guilty as Fudge if not more, He took advantage of an opportunity. You provided him with the opportunity. Harry trusted you, old man, think what you’ve done to him and how he’s going to feel when he learns. Severus, I trusted you, I still do.. I want my father home by this time tomorrow to help sort this out or I will go after anyone in my way from Fudge to Snarkle. It will be worse than the bloodbath at the Final Battle. By this time tomorrow my father will be fit and healthy and in our suite. I will not accept any less or the Dragon is released.” Draco was furious and felt he had given them ample warning. They knew first hand of what Dragon he was referencing. It was the one secret no one talked about. Draco could transform into a full size dragon with its powers and a mad dragon was a dangerous one. Draco turned and headed for the suite to stay with Harry for a little longer.

That night, Draco refused to let them go to the Great Hall for dinner or to let Harry cook. He called for a house elf and ordered all of Harry’s favorites. They enjoyed their dinner and the cuddling afterwards. Draco led Harry to his room and slowly undressed him, kissing him as he went. Draco was determined to let Harry know how he felt. In between kisses, Draco would whisper little things to Harry. “I love you.” “You taste fabulous” “Have I told you I love your emerald eyes?” “You mean more to me every day.” And on it went well into the night before Harry could stand no more. He grabbed Draco and began making love to him in the same slow torturous way. When both could stand it no more, they reached for each others weeping cocks and began a slow stroking motion, letting the tension build. Harry was the first to tilt his head back and arch into Draco’s hand. “Oohhh gods, Draco faster hardharder.” Draco smiled, brought his lips to Harry’s for a searing kiss, letting his tongue wrap around Harry’s and stroked faster and harder. Harry exploded over both of them and reflexively squeezed Draco harder and faster, bringing his lover to eruption with him. Draco used a cleaning charm on both of them, gently kissed Harry again and pulled the covers over them. “Sleep my love. We have classes tomorrow.” Harry fell asleep and Draco lay there wondering what tomorrow would bring and if he would carry through on his promise if Albus and Severus failed him.


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