The first night he crawled into their bed, it had been after a rather vicious nightmare.
Blair had opened the common room door with a loud giggle. Joy in her eyes as they stared at him, snarky comments on her lips as he walked her to her room.
He hadn’t expected, that once the door swung open with a gentle creek the laugher would die, that her joy would simmer away at what she saw inside.
Harry knew he was playing a dangerous game, she was spoken for. Draco Malfoy had her heart in a way Harry could only dream off. Part of him hated Malfoy even more for it. how could someone so pure fall for a death eater. The jealously tainted his gaze, weaselled his way into every interaction he and Malfoy shared…
However jealously didn’t rear its ugly head this time. Not when harry saw him sitting there, on the edge of Blair and his shared bed. Hunched in a way that looked painful and shaking like a leaf.
Draco barley lifted his head, only moved it vaguely into their direction. “My love” Blair whispered. Harry barley saw her move, only saw a blur of raven ways. Before she appeared at his side, kneeling and resting a hand against his elbow. “What happened?. A nightmare?”
Distantly, Harry remembered Blair mentioning Draco’s fears. They’d been laying side by side on the quidditch pitch staring up at the night sky. Naming every star they could.
“He hasn’t been able to sleep easily for a very long time. Not since 4th year”
“My magic calms him, it helps him know he safe. It works and I’m grateful I can help him but If I’m away from him to long…it gets worse”
His trembling didn’t calm, no words slipped through his lips. Only small broken sounds said he heard her. Sounds that had Harry’s heart squeezing painfully in his chest.
Harry didn’t know why he approached. Couldn’t explain it even if he wanted to, he just knew he wanted to help. To calm Malfoy in any way he could.
Blair seemed all too grateful to have his precedes at her side. Her free hand squeezing his knee with ferocity.
“Would it help” she asked. Harry didn’t know what she was asking. Couldn’t guess but Draco did, he didn’t answer immediately apparently torn but eventually he nodded his head.
Harry felt the air change almost immediately. Its taste became potent, strength filling his lungs. magic crackled over his skin, her magic. It covered them all, basking them in power Harry hadn’t expected.
His magic flared, challenged by the women beside him and pushed out. Mingling, twisting, filling the room with an almost suffocating strength. Anyone that dared entered would be surely hit by it. Harry imagined, if it had been anyone else but them, they would have crumpled under the weight of each other by now.
Blair frowned when she noticed him, Eyeing him with curious concern. “Sorry” he muttered lowely. “I’ll try and pull it back in”
She knew his magic was instinctual, perhaps that explained for her worries. Did she think he felt uncomfortable by her,
“Don’t” came a choked whispered. “Helps”
Draco wasn’t looking at him. But his hand did reach to find Harry’s robes, threading the fabric through shaky fingers. Harry hadn’t even attempted to control him magic, hadn’t gotten the chance to but now any idea of it stopped.
Slowly Draco seemed to find his air, his hands still shook but the improvement made their hearts feel less heavy. “What does this do” he asked after a few long minutes.
“The cause is Over exposure to the crucio curse” Blair murmured. “My magic helps him regulate it…helps convince his core that he isn’t in danger because it recognises my magic as safe. I didn’t think yours would help to”
“He feels safe with you”
“And you” she finished.
Under the covers of emerald green he spent his first night in the Slytherin common room. A beautiful women sandwiched between himself and the slytherin prince. Harry was still an outsider in this relationship, he wasn’t particularly sure he could call himself a part of it. Blair was his link, his cause to be here but something had changed. Draco’s hands didn’t shake quite as bad when wrapped in his own and he found the touch nice, soft. the Slytherins small whispers and breathy laughs, Didn’t sound nearly as annoying as expected.
Something had changed, perhaps for the better