Kidnapped Mate

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The state Remus was in broke Harry's heart, the poor man was naked, all bloodied and bruised but his chest rose and fell lightly, he was alive.

- REMUS! - Harry called, but the wizard was far too weak to respond, his eyes moved the tiniest bit, and for Harry, that was enough - SIRIUS, I FOUND HIM!

- please hang on - Harry pleaded quietly to Remus while getting his wand - Vulnera Salvatore, Vulnera Salvatore....

Harry muttered the spell multiple times, Remus had not been hit with sectumsempra, but his state was pretty close to that, if not worse. The spell closed most of the deeper wounds and gashes while replacing the blood Remus had lost. By the time Sirius got to the room, Harry had given his jacket to Remus and now was holding the werewolf close, the man was desperately grabbing the boy's clothes and crying his eyes out on Harry's chest. The sight brought tears to Sirius eyes, he approached his godson and his friend, but before touching Remus, he spoke:

- Moony, it's me, Sirius... May I touch you? - Remus looked at him with tear filled eyes before nodding, though he couldn't help but think that he was safer with Harry. Sirius brought both the boy and Remus to his embrace and smiled a bit when the werewolf brought his head to his chest.

- p-please d-don't leave m-me - Remus sobbed brokenly, successfully making Harry cry and hold him tighter.

- Never, Moony, we would never leave you - the boy said and planted a small kiss on his forehead.

- We will be with you, always - Sirius said soon after - I think we should get you out of here... Can you walk, Moony?

The wizard looked down before shaking his head. He was still in a great amount of pain, and he still had no pants on. Harry just seemed to notice that, too. He blushed and was almost not able to conceal the jealousy that came from the fact that his godfather was seeing Remus undressed. After getting his nerves under control, he turned to Sirius.

- Padfoot, uhh, how do I put this....

- What is it?

- Moony is still uncovered... - Remus blushed furiously as Harry said that, and he made his best to cover his private parts with his hands while getting slightly closer to the boy.

- Oh - Sirius also blushed a little before quickly scanning the room for something that could be used to cover his friend. He found a ripped bed sheet and gave it to Remus, who quickly wrapped it around his waist.

Harry and Sirius helped the werewolf to his feet, securing his armpits firmly over their shoulders. The man didn't trust his legs one bit, so he just let the two take him away. Sirius apparated them back to Grimmauld place before asking his friend:

- Moony, do you need help cleaning up? - Remus blushed again but nodded. He couldn't even stand on his own, let alone take a shower - Do you want me or Harry to help?

- C-could it be Harry? - he asked shyly - he already saw my body anyway... - the last part was said so quietly that the boy nearly didn't hear. He gave the wizard a reassuring squeeze on the shoulders.

- No problem, I'll ask for Madam Ponfrey to come later - Sirius said a bit more cheerful - Up you go!

Harry helped Remus get to the bathroom. He closed the door slowly and looked to the side so the werewolf could take the jacket and bed sheet off of him. The man let out a small cough as to tell Harry he was ready to get into the tub, the boy kept his gaze on Remuse's eyes as he held his arms so it would be easier for him to sit down. Surprisingly for Harry, he had to fight himself to keep his eyes up, not because he wished to look at Remus naked frame, but because his brain was repeatedly telling him to look for injuries. Why did he feel this need was a mystery to him.

Warm water was let into the tub and Remus hummed contently, the temperature helping his sore muscles to relax a bit, the boy grabbed the soap and started to rub the werewolf's back washing off all the dirt and dried blood. Then Harry moved to Remuse's hair and face, cleaning the latter delicately with a wet cloth. He smiled lightly at the man who returned the gesture. To finish his shower, Remus washed his torso, arms, and legs by himself while the boy sat nearby to help if needed. Harry gave the man a towel to dry himself with and a pijama. He kept his eyes away as Remus got himself dressed.

During all this, the werewolf couldn't help but notice that a burning sensation started every time Harry's hands touched him. It wasn't bad. He discovered that he craved it, and he felt safer when Harry made physical contact with him.

This was odd...

That was only supposed to happen between mates...

They left the bathroom shortly after that, Harry kept supporting a good amount of the werewolf's weight but didn't complain about it, if anything, he thought that the man was way too light, he must have been starved these last few days... Even though the boy felt anger towards Grayback, he was happy that Moony was home even if he was injured. They could help him to get better. He led Remus to the room he would be staying, tucked him in, making sure he was conformable.

- You should try to sleep a bit... - Harry said with his hand on Remuse's hair. He was stroking it lightly. Once more, a need to be close to the man washed over him - You have been through a lot, and you need rest. Madam Ponfrey will probably be here later to finish healing what I couldn't.

- you did a good job - Remus said quietly - if it wasn't for you, I'd probably still be... - he couldn't bring himself to say the words, tears came back to his eyes and he sobbed, hiding his face in his hands.

Harry sat on the bed and brought Remuse's head to his lap. The werewolf didn't complain and just cried as the boy kept running his fingers through his hair. He felt much safer while the boy did that. He wished he could stay like that forever. Eventually, Moony fell asleep, Harry just watched as his face became relaxed, and his chest rose and fell rhythmically, sometime later he let sleep take over him as well.