A Parselmouth's Kryptonite

Chapter Six

"Harry!" Draco glomped on the black haired teen, wary of hurting the already fragile angel.

"Dray," Harry smiled slightly. He tried to reach up to touch the fair-haired boy, but found he could not. He groaned at the pain in the limb.

"Harry? What' s wrong?" Draco panicked and quickly pulled himself off the Gryffindor.

"My arm," Harry gasped as another jolt of pain passed through him.

"I'll get Madame Pomfrey," Draco told him as he was already heading for the medi-witch. Harry could only watch as his frantic boyfriend went for the nurse.

When the blonde returned, the matron of the Infirmary following, Harry had to smile slightly at the 'mother hen' behaviour the Slytherin was displaying.

"Professors Lupin and Black will want to know he's awake," Pomfrey told the irrational student. Draco was reluctant to leave, but did so at Madame Pomfrey' s glare.

Draco knew the way to the teachers' living quarters; he and Harry had played many pranks on Snape in the past two years. When he got to the portrait of the Four Founders, Professor Sprout was exiting.

"Mr. Malfoy?"

"Professor Sprout, I need to see Professor Lupin and Professor Black. Harry's awake!" Draco explained.

Sprout quickly let him into the corridor behind the painting. She showed him to the Black' s room.

Draco rapped on the portrait and giggled at the sound of Sirius falling to the floor, most likely from a very inappropriate position. The ex-convict opened the portrait, looking ruffled and annoyed. The annoyance disappeared when Draco spoke.

"Harry's awake!" And with that, Draco ran off, heading back to the Infirmary, to his lover.

Sirius cursed and yelled the information to his husband before running after Harry's boyfriend.

***

"Harry!" Harry grinned at his godfathers as they entered behind Draco.

Harry tried to hug Sirius back, but the pain sent a grimace to his face.

"Apparently, the serpentine is causing pain if he tries to move," Mme Pomfrey told the two D.A.D.A. professors.

"What the hell is serpentine?" Harry asked as he allowed Draco to help him sit up.

"It's a type of stone. It's affecting you because you are a Parselmouth," the blonde teenager told him.

"Joy. And I thought I was going to get a normal year. How silly of me!" Harry's sarcasm certainly hadn't been affected by the serpentine.

"You've been spending to much time with Draco," Sirius commented.

Harry glared slightly at the canine animagus. Sirius shrugged the look off.

"We still need a way to rid his system of the serpentine," Pomfrey continued.

"Hermione's working on that," Draco put it.

"When they get out of class, we'll see what she's got," Pomfrey said. "Meanwhile, I'm going to keep looking."

Madame Pomfrey went back to her office, leaving the four males alone.

"How is the serpentine affecting me?" Harry asked smiling as Draco joined him in the bed, and Sirius sat in the lone chair, pulling Remus into his lap.

"Lucius used a Bludger to knock you out. Then he made it look like you'd been trying to kill yourself, and apparently, he put liquid serpentine into your blood stream," Draco told him with a scowl on his face.

"Bloody bastard," Amazingly, all four said that at the same time.

"That was..."

"Odd," Harry offered.

"I was going to say neat, but odd works to," Draco grinned at his beloved. He kissed Harry, forgetting about the two adults in the room.

"Young love," Remus sighed, almost girlishly. Sirius just looked at his husband as if he were rabid.

"You are weird," Sirius stressed every word.

"Oh, and you aren't?" Remus stared at him.

"You say it like it' s a bad thing, Moony!" Sirius pouted.

"When talking about you, yes."

"That hurts," Sirius whimpered. He looked over to his godson and boyfriend. "They're still at it?"

"Yeah. I know," Remus replied with fake disgust.

"If you don't like it, you can leave," Draco said breathlessly before going back to Harry's mouth.

"Well!"

"If we leave, Sirius, we can go back to what we were doing before," Remus waggled his eyebrows suggestively.

"Let's go!" Sirius responded enthusiastically by taking Remus by the arm and literally dragging the werewolf out of the Infirmary.

"The way they act, you'd think they were our age!" Draco giggled as he and his fiance watched the two adults scamper out of the Hospital Wing.

"Draco, shut up, okay?" Harry kissed him.

***

"C'mon, we need to get to the library," Hermione dragged Ron behind her.

"Let's go to the Infirmary first. Percy, Oliver, FrednGeorge, and Lee are already looking in the library," Neville pried Hermione's fingers off his boyfriend's wrist. Ron gave him a peck on the lips before running to the Hospital Wing away from Hermione's glare of death.

"Fine. Let's go see Harry first," Hermione backed down.

"Great!"

"How does he do it?" Dean asked his boyfriend as they followed Hermione and Neville.

"I have no idea," Seamus shrugged.

***

When Ron reached the Infirmary, Sirius and Remus were trying hard not to rip off their cloths before they made it to somewhere private. Upon entering the Hospital Wing, he saw his best friend sitting up, playing tonsil hockey with the blonde Slytherin.

"Harry! Eww...gross," Ron screwed up his face as someone's (Ron couldn't tell, and didn't want to know, who it was) spit dribbled down Draco's chin. Draco grinned sheepishly before wiping it away with the back of his hand. At this point, Hermione, Neville, Seamus, and Dean came into the Hospital.

Seeing that they weren't going to continue snogging, Draco climbed off of Harry and sat back down next to him on the beds.

"You know, had we gone to the library first, we could have caught them in the act," Hermione glared at Ron and Neville.

"Hermione...I can't think of anything to call you," Draco shook his head at the girl.

"Hey, if you were me, you wouldn't mind seeing that," Hermione said in her defence. She smirked as Draco rolled his eyes, unable to come up with anything,

"Did you find anything?" Draco asked instead.

"No," Hermione sighed. She pointed at the other two couples and said," These idiots dragged me here. I wanted to go look first."

"You know, if you keep it up, you'll be McGonagall in just two years," Ron commented with a smirk. Hermione glared as the boys laughed.

"Ten points from Gryffindor, Ron," Hermione giggled, seeing the look on his face. Apparently, he'd forgotten she was Head Girl.

The other Gryffindors glared at Ron. Draco snickered.

"Aw, 'Mione! Don't take points away!" Ron pleaded.

"Nope. You lost 'em!" Hermione grinned at the red head.

"Post, did you eat my sugar quills?" Draco asked cautiously.

"Of course not!" Hermione pursed her lips together. "I went through your vast collection of Bertie Bott's and picked out all of the sugar, caramel, and chocolate ones."

"We've got to find someway to get you off of sugar," Harry tried to shake his head, but moaned from the pain.

"Oh!" Draco whimpered. He hated seeing Harry in pain. He rubbed Harry's neck, hoping to make it feel better. He was rewarded with a smile and a good moan from his lover.

"I love you," Harry groaned as Draco stopped.

"Love you, too," Draco smiled at him. The lovers looked up, going to talk to the others, but found that Hermione had dragged the lot of Gryffindors to the library.

Draco just grinned slyly before straddling Harry's hips and kissing him passionately.

***

"Have you found anything yet?" Hermione asked the eldest Weasley present.

"There's records of Salazar Slytherin having a strange illness caused by a stone, but that's it," Percy answered the Head Girl.

"But there's nothing saying what stone it is," Oliver continued for his husband.

"I think I might have found something," Fred or George called out from a nearby shelf. He earned a glare from Mme Pince. "It's about Slytherin. It talks about the illness he had, called Serpent's Death."

Hermione took the book from Fred, as she'd confirmed. The book mentioned a sickness that had been named Serpent's Death, because Slytherin's Parselmouth abilities had been lost during the affliction. Then it said something about a cure.

"It says there's a cure," Hermione turned the page. "It lists a couple ingredients, but no the complete recipe!"

Hermione growled and slammed the book down on the table. She looked ready to tear the book apart.

"Calm down, Hermione. We'll find something."

***

"Why'd you stop?"

"Something's wrong. Something really bad's going to happen," Draco gasped.

"You sound like Trelawney," Harry scoffed.

A loud explosion shook the castle.

"Shit," Harry and Draco muttered as Death Eaters stormed the Hospital Wing, Lucius Malfoy at the head of the group.

End Chapter Six