So Wrong, Yet So Right

Severus tilted his head back in the shower, letting the hot water wash over him. He didn’t want to snap at Draco, especially after that brilliant shag they just had, but he was completely embarrassed. Potter had seen him naked, and from the sound of his “fuck,” probably a lot more than he had ever wanted the boy to see, or anyone for that matter.

He knew people would think he was repulsive for what he was doing with Draco. And in a way, he sort of thought it too. Sure the boy was legal, but it didn’t change the fact that he was still twenty years his junior. Plus, he had known Draco his entire life. He even scared away imaginary monsters under his bed. He suddenly smiled, when the memory of that night came back to him.

Severus was sitting in Lucius’ study, listening to his friend converse with Narcissa. They had just finished a nice dinner with the Parkinsons and were discussing how suitable their children would be for marriage.

“The Parkinsons are strong,” Narcissa agreed. “Very apposite for our family.”

“Yes, I do believe their daughter would be a perfect wife for Draco,” Lucius nodded, turning to look at Severus. “What do you think, Severus?”

Severus sighed. “I don’t think Draco liked her all that much,” he stated.

Narcissa smiled, patting his arm. “He’s five, Severus,” she began. “Of course he doesn’t like her right now.”

“It was just an observation,” he shrugged, before standing up and excusing himself to use the loo.

While walking back from the loo, he passed Draco’s bedroom and peeked through the slightly opened door, seeing the little boy still awake and clutching his sheets tightly. He furrowed his eyebrows and softly knocked on the door, slowing opening it and stepping inside a second later.

“Why are you still up, Little Dragon?” he asked.

“Monsters will eat me,” he fearfully answered, glancing at the floor beside his bed.

Severus smiled, entering further into the room. “What monsters?”

“The ones under my bed,” he explained. “That mean girl Pansy put them there.”

“I’m sure she was just teasing you,” he said, continuing to walk forward.

“No!” Draco yelled, clutching his sheets tighter. “They’ll get you, Severus.”

He suddenly halted, recognizing how afraid the boy really was. He chewed on his lip and glanced around the room, wondering what to do. He then had an idea and lifted his finger to his lips, showing Draco to keep quiet.

Draco nodded, fearfully glancing at the floor again. When he looked back up, he saw Severus take out his wand and fall to the ground, creeping over toward the bed. He gulped, as he watched the man move further toward his doom.

“Got you!” Severus called out a few seconds later, transfiguring one of Draco’s toys into a bag and making it start wriggling.

He then held up the bag and showed it to Draco, letting him see that the monsters were caught. Draco smiled widely, watching the hidden creatures squirm inside.

“You got them,” he happily expressed, lowering his sheets.

Severus stood up and placed the bag on the bed, pointing his wand at it. After he made the bag disappear, he looked over at Draco and smiled. “Well I couldn’t let them get you, now could I?”

Draco looked down at the floor again and gulped. “You sure you got them all?” he anxiously asked, glancing back up at him.

“Shh!” Severus suddenly said, causing the boy to freeze. He then tilted his head, pretending to hear a noise. “I think there’s still one more monster left,” he whispered.

Draco grabbed the sheets again, quickly pulling them toward his chin. “There is?”

Severus nodded, turning toward Draco and grinning. “Got him!” he suddenly exclaimed, grabbing and tickling him.

Draco started giggling from the tickles, trying hard to push him away. “No fair, no fair,” he continued to laugh.

Severus finally stopped tickling him and looked down at him with a smirk. “So do you want to know where I banished them?” he asked, seeing the boy nod in response. “Under that mean girl Pansy’s bed,” he winked.

Draco smiled, wrapping his arms around Severus and hugging him. “You’re the bestest, Severus,” he remarked.

After they hugged, he tucked the child back under the sheets. Draco stared up at him and smiled. “I love you, Severus.”

“Love you too, Little Dragon,” he responded with his own smile.

Severus grunted, roughly running his hands through his wet hair. If only he had stronger control over his desires. But it wasn’t like that. He knew it was more than just shagging. He knew he loved Draco, and not the kind of love he felt when the boy was younger. No, he loved him as a man, as a lover, as a partner.

He moaned when he felt his cock suddenly twitch in that knowledge. He trailed his hand down his body and grabbed himself, stroking slowly. It wasn’t long before he closed his eyes and backed against the wall, speeding up his movements.

He smiled, visualizing Draco writhing underneath him as he pushed himself harder inside him. He suddenly moaned again, feeling his cock getting more sensitive with each stroke. He allowed more memories of them together to fill his head, bringing himself closer to his climax.

He remembered the first time they had sex, the random kisses and blow jobs since then, the powerful orgasm they both reached just before, and even when they had mentioned Potter’s name in bed.

He quickly closed his eyes and clenched his teeth, gripping his cock firmer. The thought of Potter had once again appeared in his head and he couldn’t get rid of it. All he kept seeing was Potter’s green eyes looking up at him as he sucked below.

“Oh,” he moaned, gliding his thumb over the head of his cock to stimulate himself even more. “Oh yes,” he said again, allowing the wall behind him to become his crutch.

His whole body suddenly tensed and he was chewing hard on his bottom lip. Potter saw him naked; he saw him having sex. Why was he not more upset? More importantly, why was he actually getting off on that thought?

“Fuck,” he climaxed a minute later, spurting his seed on the shower floor.

He opened his eyes and looked around, shaking in the knowledge of what he just did. He moved back under the shower and sighed, rinsing his body once more. “Fuck,” he said again, realizing how much Potter was affecting him.

*****
Draco walked into the common area and spotted Potter lying on the sofa with his back to the room. He took a deep steady breath, before making his way closer. “Potter?” he quietly asked, although he knew the boy wasn’t sleeping.

“I’m sorry,” Harry whispered.

Draco smirked, sitting down on the couch. “So you saw then?”

Harry sighed, rolling on his back and staring up at Malfoy. He guiltily nodded, feeling his cheeks flush in embarrassment.

Draco shook his head, still amused. “How much?” he wondered.

Harry’s cheeks reddened even more. “Right before you both came,” he sheepishly responded.

“Well I guess it’s out now,” he sighed, leaning back on the sofa and closing his eyes.

“I won’t tell anyone, Malfoy. I promise,” Harry quickly assured him.

“Good, ‘cause I’d hate to have to Obliviate you,” he smirked over at the Gryffindor.

Harry smiled, before taking a glance around the room. “So how did I get here?” he then inquired.

“Seriously?” Draco incredulously asked.

“What?”

“You see me shagging our professor, and that’s the first question you ask?”

Harry blushed, not wanting to tell him that he had already known about their little relationship from when he saw them kissing in the classroom. “Actually, I believe I saw him shagging you,” he then smirked.

Draco’s cheeks immediately flushed as he glanced toward Severus’ bedroom. He then smiled, returning his attention back to Potter. “You got me there.”

Harry chuckled, glancing toward the bedroom. “How long?” he wondered, turning back toward Malfoy.

“About seven inches,” he smirked, knowing that wasn’t what Potter was asking but not wanting to miss the opportunity.

Harry opened his eyes wide in amazement, quickly looking toward the bedroom again. “Seven?” he whispered, feeling his cock twitch.

Draco smiled, noticing the look on Potter’s face. He then cleared his throat when the boy turned back around. “It’s been almost a week,” he answered.

“And no one has caught on?”

Draco shook his head, “Not that I’m aware.”

“Don’t your roommates ever question your whereabouts?”

Draco smiled at his adorableness. “Potter, I’m gay. They don’t ever want to know where I go,” he replied.

“Oh,” Harry blushed, glancing down and playing with his hands.

“Potter, what happened?” Draco then asked in a gentle voice.

“I’m not really sure,” Harry whispered, still looking down. “Things are still a bit fuzzy.”

“Do you remember anything at all?”

“I remember asking to use the loo in my first class,” he answered, blushing in the memory of why he had wanted to use it.

“But why would you need to go all the way to Moaning Myrtle’s?”

“Because of what I wanted to do,” he murmured, his cheeks blushing even more.

Draco furrowed his eyebrows, still a bit uncertain. “What you wanted to…” he started to repeat, suddenly stopping and flushing when he finally understood. “Oh.”

Harry nodded, still too embarrassed to look up at him. “I knew I was taking a risk with having to talk to Myrtle first, but thankfully I walked in right when she was about to leave for her swim. We chatted for a few seconds and then she left, allowing me to quickly do it before she returned,” he stated.

“Was that when it happened?” Draco gulped.

Harry took in a deep breath before finally looking up at Draco. A few tears were already making their way down his cheeks. “I want to say there were two of them,” he quietly explained. “One was holding me, while the other threw punches. I…I don’t remember who they were,” his voice trembled, “but I can still hear their laughs inside my head.”

Without thinking, Draco quickly moved in closer and wrapped his arms around him, holding him tight. Harry leaned down and cried on his shoulder, his body shivering in his arms. “Shh, it’s okay,” Draco comforted him, rubbing his back in tiny circles. “It’s okay,” he repeated.

“I don’t remember anything after that,” he sobbed. “And then I woke up here. How did I even get here?”

Draco sighed, continuing to rub his back. He then looked over Potter’s shoulder, noticing Severus standing in the entryway of his bedroom watching them. “I found you,” he began to explain, still staring at his professor. “I didn’t want to carry you all the way to the infirmary and have people stare at you, so remembering Sev…um, Snape’s chambers were close by, I decided to bring you here instead. I flooed Madam Pomfrey immediately after,” he finished.

“Severus,” Harry sniffed.

“Pardon?”

“You can call him Severus, Malfoy,” he said, lifting his head off the boy’s shoulder and backing away.

Draco smiled at his professor, before looking at Potter. “Habit,” he said, releasing his hold on the boy.

“A habit he knows not to break,” Severus stated, finally moving inside the room.

Harry flinched from the man’s voice and then suddenly blushed when he looked over at his professor, remembering he had seen him naked just a short while ago. He quickly looked away, still feeling totally embarrassed by the situation.

Draco shook his head and chuckled, still believing it to be funny. He then looked up at Severus and sighed. “So what now?” he wondered.

“We’ll take him to the infirmary.”

Harry quickly looked at the two Slytherins, shaking his head. “No, please don’t make me go,” he pleaded.

“Potter, you’ve been unconscious for nearly ten hours,” Severus expressed. “Madam Pomfrey needs to examine you.”

“I’m fine,” he argued, feeling his eyes begin to tear up. “Really, I am.”

“You’re not fine, Potter,” he hissed. “You’ve been severely beaten.”

“I don’t want to go,” he then cried. “Please don’t make me go.”

Severus gulped, seeing Potter suddenly burst into tears. Draco quickly wrapped his arms around the crying boy, pulling him close to his chest once more and frowning at Severus.

“Don’t give me that look,” he grumbled.

“He doesn’t want to go, Sev,” Draco explained.

“He has to, Draco. He’s traumatized.”

“All the more reason for him not to go,” he continued, holding Potter’s head on his shoulder. “I know what he’s going through, Sev. The infirmary is a public place. Anyone can just walk in. He won’t feel safe there.”

Severus sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose and taking a seat in one of the chairs across from the sofa. “So what do you want me to do?” he questioned. “If he won’t go to the infirmary, then where? Gryffindor Tower?”

Harry clutched Malfoy’s shirt, shaking his head that still rested on his shoulder.

Severus rolled his eyes, noticing the reaction. “Then where?”

Draco bit on his bottom lip, carefully lifting Potter’s head off his shoulder and staring into his eyes. “Potter, do you want to stay here with us?” he softly asked.

Harry nodded, wiping some of his tears away. Draco smiled, giving him a gentle kiss on his forehead before letting his head fall back to his shoulder.

“Why in Merlin’s name would he want to stay with me?” Severus curiously wondered.

Draco sighed, gently combing his hand through Potter’s hair. “Because as strange as it may seem, we’re the only two people he trusts right now,” he softly explained.

Severus raised his eyebrows in surprise, staring at Potter on Draco’s shoulder. He suddenly licked his lips, feeling an enormous attraction to both of them as he watched them continue to hold each other. He then quickly stood up when he felt his cock twitch.

“Are you okay?” Draco asked, turning to look up at him.

He nodded, still staring at the fragile boy on Draco’s shoulder. “I um…I…” he stammered.

Draco furrowed his eyebrows at the man, before shrugging and looking back down at Potter. “Potter, do you want to go to bed?” he quietly asked.

Harry nodded against his shoulder, wiping the last of his tears away.

Draco released his hold on him and stood up from the sofa, allowing the boy to rest. Harry lay down on the sofa, staring up at the two Slytherins before him. “Thank you,” he softly whispered, before closing his eyes.

The two Slytherins stood there watching the boy sleep, admiration in both their eyes. They then turned to each other and nervously swallowed, aware of the attraction they both had for him.

“We reached a new level, haven’t we?” Draco whispered.

Severus only nodded, moving toward the sofa and draping a blanket over the Gryffindor. He then ran his hand through the boy’s dark hair, leaning down and giving him a soft kiss on his forehead. “Sleep, Potter,” he softly said, before standing back up and grabbing Draco’s hand.

Draco smiled at his professor and leaned in, giving him a kiss on the lips. “Let’s go to bed,” he whispered, seeing Severus nod in agreement.

They entered the bedroom and partly closed the door, wanting to make sure they could still hear Potter if he needed them. They then moved to the bed and lay down, snuggling up close to one another.

Severus ran his hand softly through Draco’s blond hair, hearing him moan from the action. “How much do you like Potter, Draco?” he whispered in his ear.

Draco moaned again when he felt his warm breath enter his ear. “Almost the same amount I do with you,” he softly replied. “You?”

“I think I would have to agree,” he sighed.

“Have…have you ever been in a threesome before?” Draco hesitated, not sure if it was appropriate for him to ask such a personal question so early in their relationship.

Severus shook his head, moving his hand to Draco’s cheek and caressing it. “Have you?” he asked.

“No,” Draco whispered.

They both leaned in and gave each other a deep kiss before backing away and smiling. Severus then shook his head and laughed, realizing the absurdity of it all. “What are we even talking about? It’s not like it’s going to happen. It’s Potter for Merlin’s sake.”

“I know,” Draco started to laugh. “He would never agree to that.”

They laughed a bit more, until they both found themselves yawning. They didn’t realize how tired they were, but as they thought about it some more, they could understand why. It was a very long, emotionally draining day for all of them.

Draco soon leaned in, giving Severus a quick kiss. “Night, Sev.”

“Night, Draco,” he responded with his own kiss.

They then snuggled up closer together, allowing sleep to take them.

An hour later, Severus woke to a soft scrape at his door. He looked up and gulped, seeing Potter standing in the doorway. He glanced over at Draco, noticing him still asleep, before returning his attention back to Potter.

“Are you okay?” he quietly asked.

Harry shook his head, biting his lower lip.

“Nightmare?” he wondered.

Harry nodded, glancing over at Malfoy’s sleeping body and then looking back at Snape.

“Do you want me to get you a potion for it?”

He shook his head again, opening his mouth to speak before quickly closing it.

Severus sighed, rubbing his eyes. He suddenly felt Draco stir next to him and looked down, seeing him looking up at him in question.

“What’s wrong?” Draco asked.

“Potter,” he answered, motioning his head toward the doorway.

Draco furrowed his eyebrows, before glancing toward the direction he pointed. He abruptly sat up when he saw Potter standing in the entryway. “Are you okay?” he immediately asked, unaware that Severus had already asked him that question.

Harry chewed on his bottom lip some more, before finally opening his mouth to speak. “Can I… sleep in here with you?” he hesitated.

The two Slytherins nervously looked at each other, not sure what to say in response.

“Nevermind,” Harry hurriedly mumbled as he turned to leave, realizing how wrong it was to ask.

“Potter, wait,” Draco called out, seeing the boy stop and turn back around. He then looked over at Severus, raising a questioning eyebrow.

Severus glanced over at Potter and then Draco, knowing they were both waiting for his answer. Finally making up his mind, he sighed and nodded, scooting away from Draco.

Harry smiled, seeing the space they had left in between them. He quickly crawled into their bed and slipped underneath the sheets, closing his eyes. He already felt so much safer with them there. Draco and Severus looked down at the boy between them and then at each other, nervously swallowing. Fuck, they were in trouble.

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A/N: Dun dun dun... haha :) Yes yes, my wonderful readers. I do believe the time has come. Are you ready for it? Are you? Are you?? Hmm... guess I better go write it then. :) Thank you again to everyone who has reviewed! I truly appreciate hearing your comments. They make me smile. :D