The next week passed pretty quickly. Harry was spending a lot of time with his father, helping him recover from the ritual and just talking, elated by the fact that he had a gather to do that with.

Severus had barely left the man’s side and Marvolo(Tom?) had repeatedly tried to get him to go do something.

It was only when Harry and Draco had crashed through a window, trying to practice flying, that Severus finally left the room to teach them to fly with their new wings.

So, now, they were standing out on the grounds. Remus, Lucius, and Cissa sitting at a conjured table, happy to let Severus teach and distract himself.

“Alright, I just want to see the control you have over your wings right now and then we’ll go from there.” Harry and Draco both nodded, shifting a bit with smiles on their faces. “Spread your wings out, as far as you can.”

Harry and Draco both complied, forcing their wings to spread apart and in the air. Severus walked behind them and prodded their wings, testing the resistance. He nodded after a moment, seemingly satisfied.

“Good, now, move your wings up and down, slowly,” he said, backing up to give them room.

Harry did so first, tentatively flapping and feeling a bit stupid. Draco followed and Severus watched them with a smile.

“Good, now faster.”

Harry let out a laugh as he slowly started to rise. It wasn’t very high and it was wobbly but it was something. Severus smiled at his son and nodded encouragingly.

With another hour of learning, both Harry and Draco were soaring over the grounds with smiles on their faces.

Severus watched them worriedly while Remus stood nearby, an amused smile on his face and Lucius and Narcissa stood with the wands ready.

“They’re doing fine Severus,” Remus said as he stepped forward to place a comforting hand on the man’s shoulder. “You taught them very well.”

Severus gave Remus a tight smile and tried to relax the tension in shoulders as he watched his son ascend into the skies.

Harry looked down at Draco as he used his wings to slowly lift him higher. They smiled at each other and Draco boosted himself up.

“This is the strangest thing,” Draco said. Harry laughed and nodded, flying a loose circle around the blond.

“Yeah, but the view is amazing,” Harry said as he looked towards the acres of forest. “Nothing like being on a broom.”

They hovered next to each other for a few minutes, soaking in the view before Draco spoke up. “Want to head down and get lunch? My wings are starting to hurt.”

“Yeah, sure,” Harry said as he looked down, noting how the adults were huddled together. Harry looked at Draco with a smirk and a mischievous glint in his eyes. “Race you down.”

Harry dived and smiled as Draco shouted, “You left early, you cheater!” He pulled wings close to his body and allowed gravity to do most of the work. The ground was closing in quickly and he felt the harsh wind slap across his face.

“Hadrian! No!” Harry looked sideways and saw Severus running towards him, hands fumbling for his wand. Harry looked down and harshly snapped his wings out when he saw how close the ground was.

He felt a harsh tug in his wings before it quickly morphed into blinding pain. He cried out as he reached the ground and lay stomach down on the grass. His upper back was on fire and the juncture of his wings was in indescribable pain.

“No no no, dammit. No!” Severus said to himself as he kneeled down next to his son. Harry shut his eyes tightly hold back tears and dug his hands into the grass, tearing chunks out as he closed his hands into fists.

“What the hell happened?” Draco asked with wide eyes and he gently landed. He knelt next to Harry and tentatively ran a comforting hand through his hair.

“He dislocated his wings,” Severus said as he cast a few charms, watching as different colored lights appeared around Harry’s wings. Draco looked at the lights with confusion and looked down at Harry, who had his face turned away from Draco’s line of sight.

“Here, let me help,” Cissa said as she took out her wand and cast a few spells that the others couldn’t make out. Harry immediately relaxed and unclenched his hands. He whimpered once before his breathing came out more regularly.

“Why does this feel like it’s a lot worse than if he just dislocated his shoulder?” Draco asked solemnly as he gently took one of Harry’s hands in his own, taking note of the small wince.

“Because it is,” Remus said from where he stood behind Severus. He looked down at Harry with concern. “His wings are connected to his spine in almost the same way that his arms and legs are. It’s much more painful and takes a lot longer to heal. He won’t be able to get out a bed for a while.” Draco looked at him alarmed and Remus rushed to add, “I meant he will just have trouble walking and will need to practice for a while before he can get back to running around the house with you.”

Draco nodded his and continued to look at Harry.

“Taylor!” Lucius called. There was a small pop and a house-elf appeared in front of them.

“What can Taylor be doings for Masters?”

“We require a medical gurney,” Lucius said as he gestured to Harry. Taylor glanced down and screamed.

“Little Masters is beings hurt! Little Masters is being in much pain. Must get gurney and potions.” Taylor snapped her bony fingers a few times. A gurney appeared, Harry was transferred to that gurney and potions were handed to Lucius.

Lucius looked blankly at the man for a moment before handing them over to his wife without a word. Narcissa’s lips quirked in amusement as she took the potions, looking at them for a moment.

“Let’s get him back up to the Manor.”

Remus used his wand to move the gurney, slowly and carefully, while the others took up space on the edge of it.

Draco looked at Harry, whose eyes were closed. “Harry?”

Harry opened his eyes and raised an eyebrow in question.

“Let’s not do that again, okay?” Harry laughed and gave a small nod.

“Agreed. Why don’t we invite the others here tomorrow?” He suggested. “If I’m not going to be out of bed for a while then they are going to get suspicious and might storm the place themselves.”

“That sounds like a great idea,” Cissa said. “We can have the house-elves prepare a few rooms and they can stay the night, or longer if they wish.” Draco smiled at his mother and nodded.

“I’ll write some letters out once we get you all fixed up.” Harry smiled and contently, albeit uncomfortably, on the gurney. It was silent for another minute before Harry spoke up again.

“So, who’s gonna tell dad?”

They all glanced at each other.

~~~~~~~~some hours later~~~~~~~

Harry craned his neck and smiled as his father entered his room. “Hey, dad.” Harry was internally rejoicing as he now realized he could actually say that he had parents.

Tom smiled. “Hello, Harry. How are you feeling?”

“Better, Mum put a numbing charm so I wouldn’t feel the worst of it.”

“That’s good,” Tom said as he sat in the chair that was sitting by Harry’s bed. “I hear that we are having guests tomorrow.”

“Yeah, we invited Fred, George, Ginny, Luna, Neville, Blaise, Pansy, Theo, Greg, and Vincent. We’re going to tell them everything.”

“Everything?” Tom asked, a hand lightly gesturing to himself.

“Everything,” Harry said and Tom smiled again. “Wait a minute, what are doing here? I thought you were supposed to be in your room resting.”

“I cannot continue to be cooped up in that room,” Tom said with a slight roll of his eyes. “Besides, I wanted to see how you were doing.”

Harry smiled and inwardly was reveling in how it felt to have a family.

“Are you feeling better?”

“I am. I was able to make it all the way down here and I feel fine.”

Harry narrowed his eyes skeptically. Tom did the same back and Harry broke into another smile. Tom looked away with a pleased smirked and gazed around the room. Harry watched as his eyes landed on something that seemed to interest him. Tom’s eyes gained a glint that Harry did not like.

“Is that a crystal chess set?” Harry glanced at the table where the set was sitting and back to Tom.

“Yeah, but I’m rubbish at chess, so it won’t be much of a game.” Tom tore his eyes away from the set and gave Harry an eager smile.

“Perfect. Now is the perfect time to teach you.”

Harry groaned.

———

An hour later Harry heard the door open but paid it no attention, staring intently at the chess pieces in front of him.

“What are you guys doing?” Harry struggled to pull his head away from the board but he still smiled at Draco when he saw him.

“Chess, Draco,” Harry said simply. “What does it look like?”

“Chess? You’re playing chess?” Draco asked skeptically, looking between Tom and Harry. “Since when do you play chess?”

“Since today,” Harry explained with a cheeky smile. “Now, get over here and help me win.”

“One, that’s cheating,” Tom said, tearing his eyes away from the board to watch as Draco walked around the bed to sit next to Harry. “And two, you are never going to win.”

—-

A half-hour later and Severus burst in, worry etched into his features. “Harry have you- Tom!”

All three of them jumped, and the board tipped from its precarious position on the bed, sending the pieces to the floor.

Harry and Draco groaned in unison and fell back against the headboard.

Tom sighed and shifted on the bed, turning to look at Severus. “Yes, dear.”

“You’ve been here this whole time?” Severus asked. “I’ve been looking for you for an hour.”

Tom stood and frowned. “I apologize. I didn’t mean to worry you.”

Severus huffed and shook head, walking over and sitting down next to Tom. “Don’t do that ever again.”

Tom nodded and pressed a small kiss to Severus’ forehead.

“You’re friends are set to arrive soon, you should make your way down to greet them.” Severus said to Draco and Harry.

“We should,” Harry agreed, not making a move to get up. Severus stared at him with a raised brow.

“Go.”

Harry sighed loudly and slowly stood, dragging Draco behind him.

“Hey, why are you pulling me?”

“They were your friends first.”

“So?” Draco asked, stopping. “You invited the twins, Ginny, Luna and Neville. Those are your friends.”

“And Blaise, Theo, Pansy, Greg, and Vince are your friends. So you are coming.” Draco groaned and let Harry pull down towards the parlor.

Harry stopped about halfway there and looked around before placing a quick kiss on Draco’s lips. Draco smiled at him strangely.

“What was that for?”

Harry shrugged and smiled. “For being with me today. It was nice, definitely not something I am used to.”

Draco wrapped his arm around Harry. “Well get used to it.”

Harry rolled his eyes and continued down the the parlor.

Conveniently, the fire went green just as they entered the parlor and the twins stepped out with Ginny, all three brushing off their robes.

“Hey guys,” Harry said brightly.

“Heya, Harry.” George said.

“How’ve ya been?” Fred asked. Harry just smiled in response.

"Fantastic, I suppose." He grinned widely at the poorly hidden girl behind her older brothers. "'Ello Miss Ginerva." He said formally with a mocking bow.

Ginny narrowed her eyes, "Do not call me Ginerva!"

Nodding with false sympathy, Harry murmured, "Yes, its terribly awful to be called your given name."

Gritting her teeth, Ginny stormed off. Snickering, Draco shook his head at his little mate. "What am I going to do with you?" He questioned rhetorically.

Widening his eyes innocently, "Love me of course," he answered lazily.

Pulling Harry into his arms, Draco glared playfully at him. "Really, Har?" He groaned loudly at the affirming nod his submissive mate gave him.

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Words~ 2064

I feel like I repeated myself in this from last chapter. Did I?