Harry Potter: The Perfect Family

Chapter 49

As Harry and Tom ventured to the bathroom, Tom spoke.

"What's really bothering you, Harry? You didn't have this much of an issue when they left after Yule, and we had been attacked." Tom asked, wrapping an arm around his pouting sub's shoulders.

"I... I don't know. I just feel like something bad is going to happen." Harry explained, shivering as he cuddled into Tom's side.

They entered the bathroom, Tom sitting Harry on the counter as he bent down to begin filling the tub. Harry gasped, his head tilting up as his eyes rolled back.

"Harry!" Tom shouted, rushing over, checking him over, "Harry what do you see?" He questioned, realizing the problem.

"I... I see..." He gapped, curling in pain.

"Don't fight it, Harry. Tell me" Tom demanded, taking his lover's head in his hands.

"Draco, he's in pain..." Harry exclaimed, "there's a woman, she... she's causing Draco pain.".

"What does she look like Harry? Describe her for me." Tom stated.

Harry's eyes returned to normal as he slumped forward in Tom's arms. Tom reached up, running a hand through Harry's hair as he slowly came back to himself.

"Harry? Are you back?" Tom whispered, continuing to run his hand through his hair.

"The woman that I saw, wore all pink and resembled a lot like a toad. She had this quill that was hurting him." He responded, pulling back slightly. Tom nodded, making a mental note to talk to Lucius later. 

Turning away, he shut off the water. Pulling off his robes, he moved to help Harry out of his own. Pulling off the last article of clothing, he gently lowered Harry into the water before shedding the rest of his clothes and joining him.

Harry purred, leaning back against his chest as he closed his eyes. Tom's slender hands moved one to his hair and the other to his neck, gently massaging each area. 

"Tom~ Oh~" Harry mellowed as Tom worked out the knots in his neck. His eyes fluttered as he fought to open them. Eventually, he did; turning around and straddling Tom's waist. Leaning down, he pulled Tom into a searing kiss. Tom smirked, pushing into it with his own fire.

Just as things were getting steamy, a cry rang through the manor, pulling them apart.

"Little cockblocker," Tom muttered, leaning his head against Harry's. Harry giggled, slowly getting up and drying off before reaching for his robe as he headed to go check on their baby girls.