Operation Cobra (Book Two of The Savior Fables)

Chapter Twenty-Five: Bound By Silver and Steel

In which it's time for the Malfoy clan and Hermione to get caught up on the goings of Storybrooke, and Emma gets a surprise gift.

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Harry grinned when he woke up the morning after the Malfoys and Hermione had arrived in Storybrooke looking for him and his mother, and his grin widened when he felt Draco shift next to him on the bed, their hands melded together. He looked over, seeing the blond boy's normally pristine hair askew in different places on the top of his head, and released his hand gently, sitting up and looking over at the other bed in the room. Hermione was still sleeping, her frizzy mane of curls all over. Those curls probably ended up trying to suffocate his mother in her sleep. His mother was nowhere to be seen, and he guessed she was with Lucius and Narcissa with Newt and Queenie.

After they all finished up at the festival the night before, Harry had all but dragged Hermione and Draco to his hotel room, and he won the argument that took place when he wanted Hermione to stay in the same room as he and Draco when he brought up his unstable magic when not near them. Emma had rolled her eyes and said Hermione could sleep with her but not with the boys, and all three kids cheered.

Harry stood quickly, but quietly and grabbed a new set of clothes from his trunk and went to the bathroom to shower before his best friends woke up. When he came out, towel drying his hair, he heard Draco snort and grinned as widely as his face would allow and went to the bed, climbing on top and looking at his best friend as Hermione went to change. "Good morning, Dray!"

Draco grinned, grabbing Harry's hand as Hermione came back out. "Good morning, Haz. Good morning to you as well, Mia," he said, playfully bowing to the both of them when he got up to change.

"Good morning, Draco," she laughed. Harry smiled as he watched his two favorite people (aside from his mother, aunt and uncle) interact playfully. "Good morning, Haz," Hermione said, smiling as she crawled up onto the bed and sat in front of Harry, since everyone knew next to him was Draco's place, Merlin forbid that ever change.

"Good morning, Mia. How did you sleep?" Harry asked, trying to get a brush through his hair.

Hermione laughed and attempted to help, which only made it worse. "I slept really well. My magic is more settled now that we're here with you. It's always settled when I'm around the both of you."

"Mine too," Harry nodded. "It's almost like it feels, I don't know . . . at home?"

Hermione nodded. "I think 'home' is a good word for how it feels," she agreed.

She smiled and laughed when Harry yelped as Draco grabbed the brush from his hand and started trying to wrestle Harry's hair into submission. "Draco!" the raven-haired boy laughed, pushing him away as he climbed onto the bed and flopped over the top of both of them, Hermione giggling and Harry trying his best to push him off.

Draco finally sat up, and looked at him, his face serious. "So, what's been going on?"

Harry sobered up as Hermione grabbed his stuffed cat, and he sighed. "Well, you know about my brother, Henry," he started, and Hermione and Draco both nodded. "He came to find us at the bakery in New York, and told us that this town, Storybrooke," he gestured vaguely around him, "was full of real-life fairytales and was under a dark curse. Mum and I came back here to bring him back to his mum, and then we met Regina, the town mayor and his adopted mother. Henry kept refusing to come back unless Mum did because she's the key to unlocking the people's memories from their magical land. Henry has a storybook, one that's full of stories of the people of this town and they're true. Aunt Queenie was able to unlock David's memories. He's Prince Charming and Mum's dad, which means he's my grandfather."