Heyo! I know I've been absent a long time, but I have news. I have decided that I will still be updating like normal (which is, not normal), but this book will be posted to FanFiction.Net as well, and it will be a sort-of rewrite.
So, yeah.
Also, I dedicate this chapter to @LittleLionLeon for making me smile whenever their notification popped up on my screen and motivating me to getting at least this short chapter done. Ciao!

Fang barked as Tom went to shut Severus' chamber's door, alerting the disguised man of his follower. Throwing a look at the dog over his shoulder, Tom walked through his love's cozy living area and to his bedroom, gently placing the shivering cub next to his wakening vampire.
Walking back out into the main room, Tom raised a brow as Fang stood in the threshold of the door.
"Well? Come in then."
Fang silently wagged his tail as he crossed into the rooms, ignoring the door shutting behind him in favor of sniffing out Harry. In turn, Tom ignored the boarhound and gathered up the remaining potions littered across the floor. As he stood up, however, the potions were summoned out of his arms, racing to where his loves lay.
Walking quickly, Tom re-entered the chambers to see that Harry had not woken up, but Severus was curling around him even with his limitations.
Ignoring the dog that lay at the base of the bed, Tom lifted Harry's muzzle and gently poured the necessary potions through his small mouth, careful of the moments he would whimper so as not to choke him. Severus watched with a sharp eye, his body still exhausted from his chase.
Tom sighed lightly as the body of Harry slumped when the last of the potions began to work. His whimpers died off as he slowly moved to snuggle into the arms of Severus despite the lack of body heat. Harry's magic could recognize his mates no matter what state their vessel was in.
Tom sat back with a sigh as the polyjuice potion wore off, his heartbeat beginning to slow. Outwardly, he may seem like an unhurried, aloof Dark Lord, but Tom would always be kind and soft with his mates. It killed him to see Severus and Harry in so much pain, and the idea that Draco was suffering through being unable to do anything pulled at his heart. Damn Dumbledore floor keeping him away from his mates. Even staying in Hogwarts for this long would be dangerous for his mates.
Decision made, the Dark Lord Voldemort stood up to leave just as Severus' living room door slammed open. Spotting the student in the doorway, Tom quickly walked over, about to ask just what Draco was doing when the blonde flew into his arms, gripping his shoulders tightly to smash their lips together in a kiss before settling into a tight hug. The naga stood in shock for a moment, not completely comprehending what happened, before he returned the desperate embrace, feeling his domsubmissive's trembling body. It wasn't time for the students to come back from dinner yet, but Tom wouldn't send his mate away. It wasn't like Dumbledore wasn't suspicious of Draco, but this would paint a bigger target on his back, especially when the headmaster figured out Tom had been here. And he would, if Tom knew the old coot at all.
"...I love you."
The dominant turned to kiss his veela's neck before whispering, "And I, you, my darling serpent." Tom gently released Draco from his hold, but the blonde did not want to let go.
Sighing lightly, Tom pulled Draco through the living room and over to Severus' bed, sitting down on the side as Draco spotted the cuddling pair and immediately joined in.
Tom looked over when Draco did not release his hand, noticing the blonde's gray-blue eyes focused on him, wide and pleading. Sighing with a small smile, Tom laid down as well, slipping his released hand around Severus' shoulder and moving closer to Draco's side. The veela purred in contentment, snuggling up close to him as his head fell to nuzzle Harry's small, fuzzy body.
"I need to leave, Draco."
The veela whined in response, latching a clawed hand onto his robes. The naga sighed again, but relented.
It was a cute picture that the mates made as they dozed within the safety of Hogwarts' potions quarters.

Severus woke up to the dull pains of his body beginning to ache. The vampire pushed his head back into his pillow as he stared at the ceiling, mentally rebuilding his shields surrounding his pain. He would not allow Harry to pull his pain from him again, though he was sickly grateful for the reprieve. Locking that part of himself away too, Severus was relived to notice that his creature was quieter than it had been the last few days.
After closing his eyes for a moment to relax in the comforting smells and sounds of his submissives' sleep, Severus forced his body to sit up and disrupt any lingering haze in his undead mind.
On the nightstand directly to his right side, Severus spied several of his potions and a piece of parchment.
Shaking his head lightly with a smile, the vampire drank the potions meant to rid him of pain and picked up the parchment.
Unfolding it, Severus looked at the blank paper for a moment before nicking his left pointer finger on one of his fangs and smearing his blood upon the parchment. With a small flash, words appeared in a coded flowing shorthand, and Severus' eyes widened the longer he read. It was a brief message, but one that held an insurmountable amount of knowledge. A large weight fell off of Severus' immortal shoulders as he rejoiced in the message. Tom had found a potion that would work for Harry now that his hearing was restored- and to learn his mate could hear again also comforted the vampire. The only problem would be to get one of the ingredients for the potion, as Severus would have to go through Dumbledore for it first.
Casting a quick tempus to figure the time, Severus sighed. Most of the day had passed and he hadn't attended any of his lessons. Approaching Dumbledore now would be a task upon itself. The old wizard wouldn't be in a good mood from being forced to teach his dunderheaded classes all day. The ditzy old man would rather sit up in his messy office with his trinkets spinning and whirring around him, sucking on lemon drops and ignoring all the paperwork he needed to attend to. It made Severus sick, thinking of what his headmaster did whenever he wasn't manipulating Harry.
However, needs must, as Severus wanted to cure Harry as soon as possible. Shaking off his dread, the vampire stealthily got out of his bed, leaving his two tiny submissives to sleep unimpinged, curled up in one another's arms. Letting his sharp eyes linger on Harry a little longer than was probably appropriate, the vampire quietly locked the image of them cuddling away in his mind for future comfort, deciding to let them have their peace. Draco could deal with a human Harry once they both were recovered enough to wake up.
Secretly smiling to himself, the Potions Master placed a few more protective wards over his mates and locked his chambers before slipping through the overcast shadows of the torch-lit corridors of Hogwarts. He made his way up to the 'Dark Lord Dumbledore' feeling lighter despite the annoying task ahead.