Severus' lips twitched at the thought. "If he doesn't anticipate her displeasure then he deserves to eat worms. Though I'd imagine his revenge would be creative. He's been digging into some of my books. But the talk might be an idea. I'd imagine you would prefer not to have childish warfare being waged in the manor."
"That can be arranged," he said. He pulled off his boots then lay down on the bed, stretching until his spine cracked then relaxing.
He blinked and gave Draco a long look at the use of the plural then dismissed it. He liked the closeness between Draco and Faustus and would do nothing to disrupt it. It would have been decidely irritating if Faustus had chosen to dislike Draco because of their relationship.
"The door is warded as is the room," he said archly. They were similar wards as he used at Hogwarts to give him enough warning to remove anything dangerous or suspect when students come to see him. "I will know if he approaches and can lock the door until we are more presentable." He raised an eyebrow and pulled Draco to him. "I wish to have both of you in my life, not just one."
He nodded. "The nightmares are becoming less frequent. I believe he is more certain of his place with me now and that I do... care for him."