Under the Wings of Recovery
Severus
Severus paced the floor of the hospital wing waiting for Poppy's verdict on his son's health.
He was still not allowed to see his son.
He was brought out of his stupor as Poppy called out, "Mr. Potter, Professor Malf- Snape, you may enter now."
Severus sighed in relief as he pushed his way past Poppy and into the curtained off area of the infirmary. Moments later Potter stepped in beside him.
Severus barely spared a glance at Harry focusing all his attention on his son.
"Oh my Dragon," He murmured, "why do all the bad things befall you, my child?"
He heard Harry's sputtering, "Son?" he asked, "Malfoy's your son? You're Lucius' husband?"
Severus sighed, his secret was out now, "yes Potter. I am"
Harry nodded, "okay then, Professor. Hope you don't mind if I go to that side of Malfoy..."
Severus nodded, not paying attention. Harry moved out of the curtain before reappearing on the other side of the bed and sitting down on a small chair that was by the bedside. Draco was laid out on the couch in a silk dressing gown, his eyes closed, and all cuts and bruises from the previous day gone. Severus ran his hand through his son's silky blond hair. Lucius would have to get informed of this. Severus sighed as he glanced at his son one more time before turning away from the bed and walking out of the room to tell his lover of their son's plight.
Harry
Harry watched Draco sleep.
He looked so peaceful like there was nothing in the world that could bother him. Harry's hand itched to run through the sleeping teenager's locks.
"Harry dear," Madame Pomphrey called him over, "Harry darling since you brought him in you have to watch over him throughout his recovery."
Harry nodded accepting the position and returned to sitting by Draco's side. Harry glanced at the potions sitting on the tray next to him. "these must be given every hour to ensure Heir Malfoy's full and proper recovery. The white one first, then the green then purple. Think you can handle that Harry?"
Harry nodded, "Of course Poppy. Will do." Madame Pomphrey nodded, and Harry picked up the white potion and gently held it to Draco's lips and tipped the contents of the vial into Draco's mouth stroking his throat to get him to swallow.
Then Harry fed him the green and purple potions. Later, Harry stepped out to talk to Hermione about his school work situations. As he left the hospital wing, he didn't realize that Draco had woken up.
Draco
Draco's eyes fluttered open, and he moved his arms, attempting to get a feel for where he was.
His ears focused in on the sound that he could hear, namely the soft hum of magic that resided within Hogwarts, and the soft clinking of potions vials near him. Draco felt for his robes, only to realize that he was wearing a scratchy hospital gown.
Draco sighed and laid back against the pillow behind his head, waiting to see who the person was taking care of him was. He flinched as two sets of footsteps approached him, he memories reeling back to the whole reason he laid in the hospital wing in the first place.
"Shhh, my son, I am here. I am not your attackers. You're safe here."
"Papa?" Draco ignored how childlike and innocent his voice sounded.
He was vulnerable to the other person in the room, and he wanted his Papa.
"Yes my child. Your Papa is here."
Draco heard his Papa's soothing voice respond as he felt the bed dip signaling his sitting on the bed. Draco then felt strong arms wrap around him, and lift him up from his position on the bed and pull him into a chest. Draco relaxed and cuddled into the chest in front of him.
A soft kiss laid on his hair, and he was set back down on the bed. Draco's arms reached for something supportive, and he grabbed the first thing he could.
"Easy there Draco." the rough, loud voice that Draco knew belonged to Harry Potter murmured as he clutched onto the sleeves.
Draco blushed as he made to let go, but Harry stopped him, gently taking his arms and laying them in Severus' hands. Draco felt the mouth of a vial pressing on to his lips, and without thinking, he opened his mouth to let the potion in through his lips. Draco sighed in relief when the potion caused no harm, and nuzzled into the large hand that was cupping his face.
"Thank you, Harry" Draco's voice was soft and open.
He was putting himself out for Harry, showing him a side of Draco that only his parents and his closest friends had ever seen.