52Chapter 23
Chapter 23
Draco POV
It took Draco nearly a week to find an event that happened both in this time and their time. An event he could tie their spell to. Link them through time and hopefully bring him and Potter home.
He would have preferred an actual day, he knew that would have been perfect, but he still had no idea if their times were moving in sync or not. So, picking a correct day was damn near impossible unless he wanted to pick one far in the future, but then they would be stuck here, and he didn't want that. So, he used an eclipse.
Two technically. One in their time, the middle of December, and one in their future, the start of October. It left him and Potter, with just over a month here, but it was the closest. He even wrote down 2 others that happened within a few months as a backup.
It had come to him when he was remembering a very excited rant about eclipses happening a few times a year, by Professor Sinistra. After that, all he had to do was remember the dates of the upcoming ones in his time. He sighed and folded the parchment with the dates in half and sealed it.
He looked at five already sealed letters sitting in the center of the table. They were already addressed to the people they trusted back home. Two with Severus's name on them. He quickly added a number three on the one in his hand and dropped it on the pile. There was a trip to Hogsmeade this weekend. Him and Potter had plans to sneak off and go to Gringotts to talk to Grimmhook.
With nothing left to do, he left the room of requirements and headed to the Slytherin common room. Maybe he would get some homework done now that he had done all he could towards getting them home.
Only when he entered the room, he froze, then he blinked, then shook his head. Because no. No way in hell was he seeing what he thought he was seeing. Severus in his father's lap. The two pressed close, kissing. He must have made a noise because both older boys stopped and turned to look at him, and yeah, it was his father and Severus.
"I…" He turned and ran out of the door.
When he hit the staircase leading up and out of the dungeon he halted. Where did he want to go? He could go back to the room of requirements, rewrite his letters, because how the hell had he not know about this? or he could find Potter.
He headed for the library. Because if he went back and rewrote the letters now, he would have said something wrong because he was hurt and angry.
Potter was easy to find, hidden away in his usual spot. "P-Evan," he corrected when he noticed Remus sitting at Potter's side.
"What's wrong?" Potter asked, moving to stand up. He waved him off and dropped down onto the floor.
"I…" Fuck, how did he talk about this with the werewolf present.
"Malfoy and S-Prince were making out," he said knowing he sounded more than a little perturbed, and from the way the wolf's eyes darkened, maybe he sounded disgusted as well. Shit. He didn't want Potter's friend thinking he had a problem with two men together.
But before he could defend himself, Potter fell over laughing.
Harry's POV
"Malfoy and S-Prince were making out." It took a second for it all to make sense. The horrified pale look on the blonde's face and the words he just said. He tried not to laugh. He really did, but the whole thing was just so fucking strange and wrong. Snape making out with anyone sounded weird but Snape making out with Malfoy's father, he couldn't stop the giggle that broke free nor the full-on laughter that followed.
"Shut it, Evans," he heard Malfoy demand, but it did nothing to stop his fit. Nor did Remus giving them both very confused looks. In fact, it probably made it worse.
When he finally got ahold of himself Malfoy was sitting on the floor across from him, glaring at him. Remus was giving the blonde a strange look, and Harry felt a little bad for laughing.
"What did you do?" he asked.
The proud Slytherin blushed, actually blushed. "Ran," he muttered, and Harry bit his lip, so he didn't start laughing again.
"You know they are going to take that wrong right?" he asked.
"I know," the blonde sighed.
"I'm missing something aren't I?" Remus asked looking between the two of them.
Harry looked over at Malfoy. Hoping the other boy would have something, but Malfoy just looked down.
"Yeah you are," he said to Remus. The other Gryffindor tilted his head but didn't ask any more questions. Harry was grateful. He knew that Remus was brilliant and that even if he didn't ask any questions, it didn't mean he wasn't still trying to figure it out, and while he was a little worried about what the wolf might figure out, he at least didn't have to lie to him again.
"You going to talk to them?" he asked, looking back at Malfoy. The other boy sighed and looked up at him, "I think I'm going to go rewrite a letter for back home." uh-oh, he thought.
Malfoy got up and stomped out of the library. Harry felt bad for him. He knew what it was like to have two people close to him lie. It hurt. He hoped Malfoy would be okay.
Draco's POV
Back in the room of requirements, he grabbed his letters to his father and Severus, debated ripping them apart and rewriting something to show his frustration. Instead he dropped his father's back onto the pile, he may not know all the details about his father's past or love life, but he knew his mother and father's marriage was arranged and that his parents didn't get along well. So, he understood a bit, why his father had never mentioned anything. Though Draco was still upset that he hadn't.
He opened Severus letter and rewrote what he had written, deciding not let his feelings rule him, he added a line about owing him an explanation. His godfather would figure it out. Then he resealed the letter and dropped it.
Now he had to go and try and persuade the younger versions that he wasn't homophobic. He groaned.
Lucius POV
When Luke ran out of the room, he felt Severus heave a sigh, he tried to stop the other boy from slipping off his lap, but Sev wasn't having it.
He sighed, unhappy with the change in mood. Sev didn't even look at him as he walked up the stairs to their room. When he heard the door slam, he slumped back against the couch. What the hell had that been about? Everyone in their house, knew about them, even Narcissa, could the newest member of their house really not have known? Or worse, did he have a problem with it? Most wizarding families couldn't care less, but he knew nothing about how Luke was raised. With his luck the younger kid probably came from one of the families that didn't believe in same sex couples. He groaned he was going to have to talk to him.
If for no other reason, then Sev didn't deserve to feel ashamed. Lucius wanted to growl, how a mother could be so cruel towards her own son, he didn't know. But he did know if he ever met the woman, he would hex her.
The common room door opened and in walked Luke, looking sheepish. When he saw Lucius, he lowered his head and walked toward him.
Lucius instincts went haywire, this other boy was submitting to him, and from the posture it was intentional. This boy knew about him or at least that the Malfoy family was one of the descended families and was showing him respect.
"Sorry," the other boy muttered as he came to a stop in front of him. "I don't care what you and Severus do. It just surprised me." There was a flutter of his heart that Lucius was only able to hear because his cat was pulled forward. The boy wasn't lying, but there was something he was hiding.
"Why did you run?" he asked, keeping his voice steady. He heard and saw the other boy swallow.
"I was surprised." Again, he heard the flutter.
Lucius tilted his head and looked over the other Slytherin. The light blonde-haired boy was avoiding his eyes but now stood straight, only his head was lowered slightly. He leaned in close and took in the other's scent. Lamassu. He took a step back. That was impossible. Malfoy's were the only family that carried that creature.
"I have homework," the blonde hurriedly said, his voice wavering as he took off and darted up the stairs.
Lucius watched him go, curious. This boy didn't make sense. He had look horrified earlier when he saw him and Sev. Now he apologized and showed his respect, like he would an elder or family member, but still fled when Lucius got closer. Most curious why did he smell like a Lamassu? Could he be a distant relative? It seemed unlike, his family was meticulous of keeping a record of their family members, but maybe somewhere someone got lost. He would have to ask Severus is opinion in the morning.
Remus POV
"What was that about?" he asked after Luke had disappeared.
Evan's head dropped and replied, "he didn't know about Malfoy and Prince."
He snorted, "Everyone knows about them." Evan looked up and gave him a wide eyed look. Then seemed to collect himself because his surprised disappeared and he shrugged.
"I'm going to go…" Evan said grabbing his stuff and rushing out of the library, barley missing running into James.
Who stopped and gave the boy a strange look. Sirius behind him sighed and pushed James forward. Forcing their friend to walk until they both dropped down on the floor around Remus.
Siri gave no care as he pressed himself against Remus's right side, in the act of looking at the book that lay forgotten in his lap. James sat to his left, looking off towards the door. Evan just vanished through,
"Does Evan smell submissive to you?" his friend asked looking over at him.
"He is," he said. "And he knows nothing about it." Both pure bloods looked at him surprised.
"He is trying to learn from books and me and his friend Luke have been trying to help, but with no information on which family line he is from, there is only so much we can do."
"I want to help," James said, and he smiled at his friend.
"You know I'm in," Siri added, settling in closer.
When Remus looked over and saw his idiot best friend's eyes start to close he wiggled his body.
James snorted and Siri whined, "Moooooony, a small nap. I promise." And because he couldn't deny his friend anything he stopped moving and picked up his book.
He had just picked up his book, moving his arm over Siri so the other boy could rest comfortably, when James whispered, "full moon's tomorrow. What do we do about Evan?"
Remus lowered his book, and looked over at James. He hadn't told his friends about the conversation he had overheard weeks ago. How both the new kids had somehow known about him. He looked away from James and down at Siri, who's eyes were closed but Moony could tell he wasn't asleep.
"He knows." Siri's eyes shot open.
"What?" James asked horrified, and he could already see the wheels turning in his friends' minds about what to do. It filled him with warmth and just a tad bit of worry, because they would get into trouble to protect him. He sighed and reached down to run his fingers through Siri's hair. His friend glared at him but relaxed a little.
"It's okay," he said. "They don't care."
"They?" both his friends asked.
He nodded. "Him and Luke. I heard them talking about it." He shook his head, " I don't understand how they know, but they didn't seem bothered. In fact they joked about it. Kinda like you two." He looked up at James and gave him a smile. His fingers still running through his other friends dark hair.
"You sure?" James asked, sounding protective. He gave him a reassuring smile. "I'm sure."
He could tell they both wanted to protest, trusting someone outside their small group was risky. Something they never did, but when he refused to say anything else, James picked up his supplies and started on some homework. While Siri cuddled closer and fell asleep, pouting when Remus tried to use the hand in his hair. James had chuckled and Remus knew everything was okay.