52Chapter 31
Chapter 31:
Remus's Pov
He was feeling a little better the next day. Maybe it was because he had gotten to relax next to Harry the night before and his wolf had delighted in that. Instead of its normal frustration and depression at being shoved away for another month, Moony had settled into the back of his mind in a content almost pleased way. It was the first time he could remember falling asleep so easily after a full moon. Or maybe it was because he had made a decision about Harry and his circumstance. It hurt to think about what he was letting pass but he truly believed that if James knew he would be happy with the choice he made.
His friends had given him strange looked when he wasn't his normal exhausted grumpy self the next morning, but he just smiled at them and told them he had sleep good. James had shrugged it off but he could feel Sirius watching him out through their morning classes.
It was lunch time and he was on his way back to the common rooms to grab his stuff for Charms when his arm was grabbed and he was yanked into an empty classroom. It was on reflex that he pulled his wand and spun to face whoever had grabbed him. Malfoy didn't look impressed or even afraid to have Remus' wand pointing at his chest. Just raised an elegant eyebrow and waited for him to lower it. With a frustrated exhale he did.
"What?" he asked the Slytherin.
"I think we should tell them," Malfoy said crossing his arms over his chest. Remus took a step back, taken back by the idea. Things could go badly if the two other teens found out they knew. He had a suspicion the younger Malfoy would try and do something about it. He had been determined not to let anyone know. He wasn't sure about Harry, though.
"Why?" he asked, actually curious to the boy's reasoning. Did Malfoy want to know more about the future? Or was it concern for his son?
"Maybe we can help them. I have access to my family's library and you are one of the smartest students at Hogwarts. We may be able to locate information they cannot." Remus had to agree. It was logical but Remus had to think about it, because would there be consequences if they tried to help? Was them getting the two back to the future the right thing? What would happen after they were gone? He sighed, his head starting to hurt as he worried over all the what ifs.
"How do you suggest we tell them?" he asked resigned, and he didn't think just blurting it out would go over to well with either boy.
"I'll handle Draco," Malfoy said looking smug, like he had won. "You can handle Evan."
"Give me a day," Remus said. "Harry was a mess last night. I don't want to give him more stress just yet." Malfoy didn't look happy but the blonde nodded.
They stared at each other for a second, neither sure what to do now. It seemed they had connected the night before but Remus wasn't stupid, he knew Malfoy couldn't risk being nice to him or even been seen around him. It would get around and if Malfoy's father found out, Remus was sure there would be hell to pay. So he just gave the man a small nod of his head and left the room.
Harry's Pov
Despite having been woken up in the middle of the night by Remus and being told to go to bed, Harry had gotten the best night of sleep he had in months. Which meant his day was ten times better than any other so far. He actually stayed focused in all of his classes. Even managed not to screw up his potion in Potions, although Snape had to correct his stirring at one point.
By the time dinner rolled around, Harry was feeling happy and content. That was of course until he saw Draco. His good mood vanished when he realized he hadn't spoken to the blonde all day. While it would have been normal a couple of months ago, things were different now. They spoke every day, and Harry felt guilty that he hadn't sought out his new friend at all today. He knew he owed Draco an explanation for the night before.
Sitting at the gryffindor table he tired to catch the blonde's eye. Hoping to signal that he wanted to talk but it became clear that Draco was avoiding him. Frustrated he debated getting up and just approaching the slytherin table, but an arm on his arm stopped him.
"Later," Sirius mumbled with a pointed look at the others at the Slytherin table. Harry knew his godfather didn't like or trust the Slytherins, but that didn't seem like a good reason to not talk to Draco. He opened his mouth, but his father cut him off.
"He's right. Luke might be your friend but the other don't like us. You going over there will just get them riled up and we don't want you getting hexed just because you wanted to talk." So he stayed in his seat and finished his meal. By the time he was done, Draco had already left the Great Hall. Harry sighed and told himself he would talk to him in the morning.
Only it wasn't the easy.
Because once he as back in the common room, the restlessness set in and he couldn't stay still. He tried finishing two different essays and even reading his Transfiguration textbook. When he failed, he threw the book at the couch and stormed up the stairs to his room. He changed into his pajamas and crawled into bed. Hoping that he could just sleep it off. After about 20 minutes he rolled over and grabbed his father's inheritance book. While he tried to read it, he heard Remus and James come in and both crawled into bed. Both wishing him goodnight.
It didn't take him long to know the book wasn't going to hold his attention either. Which made him feel angry because he was sure he wouldn't feel like this if he had been able to talk to Draco at dinner. It had to be his guilt about not apologizing. Or at least that's what he hoped because he wasn't sure how he felt if it was just because he hadn't talked to his friend that day. He didn't like the idea that he could feel like this anytime he went too long without being around the blonde.
He made it about another 15 minutes, all which were spent glaring at the book in his hand, before he threw off his blanket and grabbed Sirius cloak, as he wasn't sure were his was. The comforting scent of his godfather helped a little.
Sirius gave him a questioning look from the couch in the common room when he stumbled down the stairs and headed for the door. He just waved his godfather off and left. It wasn't hard to make his way through the school and down into the dungeons. What was hard was figuring out how the hell he was suppose to get to Draco once he was outside the Slytherin's door.
He raised his hand to knock but thought better of it. Sirius's warning from earlier ringing in his ears.
"Fuck," he muttered.
"Need help?" a voice asked from behind him. He jumped and turned to see Lucius Malfoy standing behind him.
"Umm." Fuck, why did it have to be Malfoy, he thought. "Can you get Luke?" he asked.
The elder Malfoy nodded and walked past him, whispered a password at the door and then disappeared inside. Harry felt nervous waiting, hoping the other Malfoy would actually get Draco and not just leave him out here waiting.
He didn't have to wait long before the door opened and both Malfoys walked out. He gave Draco a sheepish smile. He had been intending to apologize right then and there, but a sweet smell came off the younger blonde, it had Harry moving before he thought about it. He walked right into Draco's space and hugged him, burying his nose in the other boy's throat.
Draco gave a surprise, "oh," and wrapped his arms around him. Something washed over Harry and he felt himself relax, the irritated restlessness feeling evaporating.
"You smell good," he muttered into the blonde's skin.
Draco chuckled. "Like plums?" There was a teasing tone to his voice but Harry didn't care. He just nodded.
"You know," Draco said, "you have yet to tell me what it is about you and plums."
"They're my favorite," he mumbled.
He felt Draco shiver and pulled back. "What?" he asked, but Draco just shook his head.
A throat cleared behind them and Harry saw Draco shot his father a glare.
"Come on," Draco said, grabbing his hand and pulling him away from his father and the common room. Harry didn't even have to ask where they were going. Though he smiled as Draco held his hand all the way to the Room of Requirements.
Lucius's Pov
"Interesting," Severus said from besides him. Luc looked at his mate with a raised eyebrow.
"You came to fetch Luke at the bidding of a Gryffindor. Which Luke practically ran out of the room to see. Then you didn't seem at all surprised by the overly affectionate greeting. Though you did seem surprised by their quick but informative conversation." Luc shot his mate a glare. He loved the man but sometimes Sev was too intelligent for his own good.
His mate just ignored his glare and looked down the now empty hallway.
"Do you think they know they are mates?" Sev asked, and that had Luc sighing.
"I believe Luke either suspects or just realized, but I think Evan is clueless." He grabbed Severus's arm and pulled him back into their common room.
"Now are you done avoiding me?" he asked his mate and he pushed him up against the nearest wall. Not caring if anyone saw them.
"I wasn't aware that I was avoiding you," Severus's lied, a careful smile on his face.
"Sure you weren't," Luc said as he leaned in and captured his lovers lips. The taller man allowed it for a moment before he pulled away and glared down at him.
"Are you going to tell me what's going on? You disappeared last night and came back in an odd mood, and you allowed Luke to take off with that Gryffindor just now, without a comment." Sev was staring into his eyes, Luc growled low when he felt the other reach into his mind. His mate sighed and pulled out of his head.
"You won't tell me will you?" Sev asked, and Luc dropped his gaze. "I can not," Luc said, trying to ignore the desire to do just so. He wanted so badly to tell Sev about Draco, but what he told the wolf had been the truth, he couldn't risk Draco. So he held his tongue.
Sev searched his eyes again this time without the Legilimency. "Fine," he said after a second and walked off. Luc sighed and followed after him.