Royalty ~ Ongoing

Runaway

A/N: Holy hell FAKE LOVE and Airplane Pt. 2 are bops. Also, getting into TAEMIN??? MOVE is actually wonderful?

Harry yawned, stretching in a cat-like way. He quickly dressed and splashed water from a basin on his face.

Evans felt slightly tired from his late-night escapades, but shrugged it off.

He nearly ran into Lucius while leaving, managing to dart to the side. The blond man jumped in surprise.

"I was just coming to find you."

"Ah... How is Draco doing?" Lucius frowned.

"I haven't an idea... where is he?"

"He's not in bed?" Malfoy shook his head in denial.

"I thought he would be with you on a walk or something."

"Well he isn't. Weren't you sleeping besides him last night?"

"I didn't hear him get up." Harry let out a long groan.

"Draco probably just got bored and started to wander around. I'll find him." Evans jogged to the infirmary.

/:/

"Good morning, angel." Tom murmured sleepily from his bed.

"Have you seen Draco at all today?" Harry ignored his greeting.

"No."

"Did he get up last night at all?" Riddle shrugged.

"I wasn't paying attention to him." Harry massaged his temples gently.

"Alright, stay here. All of my goddamn patients are just wandering off." The last part was grumbled to himself.

Harry paced back and forth anxiously.

"Do you think he would go find Lily?"

"Maybe. Do you want me to help you find him?" Evans quickly shook his head.

"Stay here, don't you dare leave that bed." Tom put his hands up in surrender.

/:/

Harry's legs began to ache as he got closer and closer to the top of the tower.

He opened the door, a warm wind brushing against his skin. Evans sighed in relief at the sight of his sister and Draco sitting on a blanket together. Lily's head rested on his shoulder, appearing to be tired.

"Draco, your father has been searching for you all morning." Both of the teenagers jumped. The blond stood up, eyes wide.

"Er, sorry. Lily invited me to the tower yesterday." Harry cocked a teasing brow.

"You don't call her 'your majesty', eh?" Draco flushed brightly. "Calm down, lover boy. I won't tell King James." He visibly relaxed.

"Erm, thank you? I have to go now." Draco tried to brush past, but the healer stopped him.

"Treat her right, Draco. I shouldn't have to say what I will do if she comes to me crying one day." His lips curled into a sly smirk.

"Yes s-sir." Draco stammered and escaped with astounding swiftness.

"You scared him away." Lily pouted, picking up the blanket she had been sitting on.

"Oh he'll be back, darling sister. Go get breakfast."

"So you're not angry with us?" Harry shrugged.

"Why should I be angry? Absolutely nothing happened here, as far as James knows." Lily gave him a brief hug.

"Thanks." She whispered before racing off down the stairs. Harry smiled, following her at a slower pace.

/:/

Lucius was more than glad to see his son.

"Where have you been?" Harry entered the infirmary.

"Lie down, Draco."

"I'm not tired." He whined, doing as he was told as Evans shot him a look of warning.

"Thank you. Eat." Harry set a bowl of porridge in his hands.

"Don't I get food?" The healer's lips curled up into a smile at Tom's complaints.

"After the stitches comes out." He took out a pair of small scissors and forceps. Harry sat down on the edge of the bed. "Shirt off." Riddle pulled the tunic off, suddenly appearing to be nervous.

"Is it going to hurt?" He questioned in a small voice.

"Not much, but I'll find numbing salve if it will make you feel better."

"Could you find it?" Tom asked sheepishly. Harry nodded, standing up and getting a small jar from a shelf. He sat back down.

"Why does he get special treatment?" Evans applied a thin layer around the stitches.

"Tom isn't being naughty. Ready?" Riddle have him the best reassuring smile he could muster.

"I suppose." The prince squeezed his eyes shut. "You can start." Harry was silent, carefully tugging out the pieces of thread. Tom opened a hesitant eye.

"That's so strange." Draco, who had been pouting, pushed the covers off his body.

"Can I see?" Harry let out a sound of exasperation.

"Your father is very squeamish and you probably are too, so no." Harry pulled the last thread out. "All done." Riddle sagged. "It healed nicely, you should be able to go back to your kingdom soon."

"I don't want to go back." Prince Tom said softly, pulling his shirt back on.

"Well you have nothing here, Tom. I'm positive you father will be ecstatic to see you again."

"I have you here." He whispered, a solemn expression on. Harry blushed, takes aback by these words. Inside of him, something broke.

"Draco, please go watch over Lily." Harry's eyes locked with Tom's as Draco left the infirmary. "Tom, I..."

"It's alright, I didn't expect you to have the same feelings. I just wanted to let you know." Evans tried to come up with something to say.

"I never said I didn't have feelings for you."

"Well do you?"

"I don't know yet, Tom. If I told you that I do, would you understand that getting into another relationship might be hard for me? I can't just forget about Severus." Riddle slowly sat up, careful of his newly healed skin.

"I will do my best to understand." Tom brought up a hand to tenderly cup Harry's face.

"Thank you." The healer mumbled, noticing as Tom's eyes focused on his lips.

"Is it too soon to kiss?" Prince Riddle asked with a small smirk. Harry pressed their foreheads together.

"Maybe." The two separated at the sound of giggling, made by Draco and Lily. "How long do you think they've been listening behind that door?" Tom shrugged.

A/N: Hey, buds! Enjoy this part!!! I finally figured out how to develop their relationship, I'm trying to take it slow in this story. I apologize for the shortish part with Taemin!