SECRET ( Drarry fanfiction)

Chapter 30

It had already been an extremely long day, but Harry wasn't overly sure he was glad to be back at Grimmauld Place. Having Severus, Remus, Narcissa and Draco fuss over him was quite an experience. Well, not that Severus was fussing; he was barking orders. Draco was alternately kissing him or yelling at him. Remus and Narcissa were fussing, though.

Remus refused to put him down until he could put him down in his room. Harry was then summarily told he wasn't allowed to leave the room, with the exception of the loo, until he was fully healed and well-rested.

Harry blinked in astonishment. "What? You're imprisoning me in my room?!" he exclaimed.

He received a resounding "yes" from all four people, and he gaped at them – which seemed to be Severus' indication that Harry was ready to have potions poured into his open mouth. His cheek and hand were mended, a healing charm was cast on his wrist, and then Draco was ordered to help him clean up in the shower.

Admittedly, Harry was feeling a little dazed, but he was still disappointed when Draco kept it to literally just cleaning up, quick and efficient. It might have had something to do with Severus' time limit and his warning that he would come in and fetch Harry himself if they weren't out of the room again in the time allotted.

It really wasn't that long at all before Harry was healed, clean, clad in dry pyjamas, ensconced in bed, propped up by a pile of fluffy pillows, and being ordered to eat the light soup and toast from the tray settled on his lap. Draco had his own tray of food, and there were also large chunks of chocolate that they were both informed they had to eat. He wasn't feeling overly hungry, but he ate automatically as Remus and Draco filled the others in with what they knew of the day's events.

Harry wasn't overly surprised to learn that Severus had been there for the meeting with Voldemort. He was surprised, however, when Severus actually complimented him. He took it as a compliment, anyway.

"Harry, you are the only person alive who would ever talk to the Dark Lord as you did today," Severus said.

"You tend to scare me more than he does," Harry said with a shrug.

Snape stared unblinkingly for several moments, and then began to laugh.

Harry glanced at Draco. "Did you know he knew how to laugh?" he asked in astonishment.

Draco was smiling, but looked a little bemused as well. "It's not something I've heard that often, but yeah," he answered.

Narcissa was smiling warmly. Remus . . . Remus was staring at Severus, transfixed by the sight.

Harry looked back at Severus. "You know, this in itself is kind of scary," he said, giving him a lopsided smile.

Severus' laugh subsided into an amused smirk. "With as many students as I have terrorized over the years, only you, Harry Potter, would find me more frightening than the Dark Lord," he said. "I find this distinctly interesting as I have rarely induced true terror in your reactions to my presence."

"Maybe it has something to do with me only having to face Voldemort once a year on average, and you I have to face on a regular basis," Harry said in genuine amusement.

Severus inclined his head in acknowledgement.

"Harry, I wish to know what you meant by Voldemort transferring powers to you," Remus said, bringing the conversation back around to serious matters.

"Remus, I'm tired," Harry protested. He figured the only reason he was awake at all was because of the potions he'd been given. It was still early evening, but it had been an extremely harsh day.

"I know," Remus said in understanding. "You can rest soon."

"Is it related to what you were taunting the Dark Lord about?" Draco asked. "When you were speaking Parseltongue with him? You said you told him you knew the full prophecy."