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The Protector Stone	By : viva Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Lucius Views: 5178 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Title: The Protector Stone

Pairing: LM/HP, Tom/James mentioned and Remus x Severus implied

Beta: Krid

Disclaimer: Not mine. JKR's

Summary: It is said, that the kingdom of Hogwarts was as peaceful as it was because of the power of the Protector Stone. When the Stone was stolen, the King sent out his knights to retrieve it.

Warning: no HBP spoilers, AU, no magic, overused plot, bad grammar, Sirius lives, OOC-ness, rimming, chan (Harry is barely 15), bucket loads of puns, gores (Harry's rather�imaginative), Dumbledore (yes, that's a warning), and Harry is disgustingly innocent.

Word count: ~2800

Once upon a time there was a peaceful Kingdom of Hogwarts. King Albus Dumbledore, and his Queen Minerva, ruled the kingdom with benevolent and wise hands. The citizens lived with joy and they loved the King and the Queen dearly, even if the King had a strange habit of offering Lemon Drops to his courts.
Dumbledore's court consisted of the most brilliant warriors and councillors. Among his warriors, the Potters were the most famous. General James Potter, and his son Sir Harry, were the most sought after men because of their fame, fortune and their dashing looks, but James wouldn�t choose a new bride. His wife, Lily, died from an illness ten summers ago. Baron Sirius Black and Sir Remus Lupin were James� best friends. Sirius was one of the great generals and Remus Head Councilor; they were tied in the position of the second most sort after men in the kingdom.
It was said, that the Kingdom was as peaceful as it was because of the power of a Protector Stone. Its power protected the Kingdom from attacks and other malicious attempts. King Dumbledore guarded the Stone tightly to make sure that the Stone remained in the Kingdom forever. And if it was not for a traitor, Peter Pettigrew, it would stay that way.
Peter was one of the king�s scribes, working in the innermost chambers of the castle. No one was ever suspecting him, for he was a coward and was easily intimidated. But Peter was greedy. He stole the Stone and sold it to a nameless merchant, who sold it to another nameless individual and the Stone was lost. However, there was a rumour that the Stone was sold to a mysterious tribe living in the Forbidden Forest near the Kingdom. No one was certain that the Stone was there, but it would seem that the king believed so.
The tribe was led by one Tom Marvolo Riddle and his most powerful warrior, Lucius Malfoy. The members of the tribe were not ordinary people, for they could turn themselves into dragons. Hogwarts citizen called the tribe �Death Eaters� because they believed the tribe members feasted on human flesh. The rumour started after James Potter, who was one of the best fighters, was sent to negotiate with the tribe and disappeared. Everyone believed he was dead, but no one could find his remains, so the rumour was ignited. It was intensified when the second knight, and the third, and the fourth, were sent there and also disappeared.
No one forgot that fact and people started to fear the Death Eaters. One boy, however, was not so. Harry Potter was burning with hatred for the tribe.
Five years ago, Harry�s father had been sent to retrieve the Protector Stone and never came back. Harry was devastated. He determined to avenge his father, but his father�s friends talked some sense into him and helped him cope with the lost. They said that he was not ready then. Now that he finished his Knight School and matured enough, he was going to revenge. The dragons had to pay.
Harry had a wonderful time being raised by Sirius and Remus, whom both were overprotective and never let Harry off their sights. They taught him everything they thought he should know. Harry loved them both, but he still missed his father.
Then Sirius was sent to find the Stone. Harry and Remus were frantic with anxiety, until Sirius returned two weeks later with a young blonde boy named Draco.
"This is the heir of Lucius Malfoy, the tribe's second-in-command," Sirius said, "I defeated him, so he is now bound to me. I ensure you, my King, he will do no harm to your citizens."
King Dumbledore, as kind and understanding as he was, allowed the dragon to remain in his Kingdom, so long as the dragon did not transform. Sirius was glad to agree.
After the homecoming celebration, Sirius revealed that during his spying inside the dragons' den some of the dragons had mentioned James' name, so he believed that James was still alive somewhere in the stronghold. Harry was more than eager to prove that comment. Harry waited until his fifteenth birthday, he knew after that Sirius and Remus could not deny him his right to fight for his father.
Two days later, he packed his supplies and weapons then headed towards the Forbidden Forest. He spent a week in there before he reached his destination. By then, he was beyond exhausted.
The dragon stronghold was made of stone. It was dark and huge, looming menacingly over the young knight. Harry felt his throat closed up with fear, but he fought against it. He could only take a few steps before he was blocked by an enormous creature. One of the dragons.
'It is a magnificent sight,' he reluctantly admitted, 'with its golden sleek skin and pale grey eyes.'
It was looking at him with its cold eyes, Harry shivered involuntarily. Its horns were sharp and deadly, its claws just as dangerous. Harry gulped and took a small step back. Then suddenly, it roared.
Harry�s training took control and he grasped his sword tightly with both hand, posing to strike. He was nervous to hear the dragon snorted shortly. The most fascinating thing happened after that. The dragon changed into a tall blonde man.
"You trespassed my Master's land, young knight," he said, seemed uninterested in the sword Harry wielded.
"That might be because I intended to?" Harry retorted bravely, he was proud of himself that his voice was barely shaken.
Lucius smiled. It was not a pleasant smile. Harry found himself took a small step back.
"Brave and foolish." the dragon said silkily, "You must be another knight from Hogwarts, trying to steal something that was not of your right. Again."
Harry felt his temper rising. The Protector Stone was in Hogwarts for centuries, rightfully belonged to its King and Queen. This man spoke of it as if it was theirs all along, and Hogwarts was in fact, the thief.
He launched forward, plunging his sword viciously, intended to kill or at least injure the dragon. Lucius smirked and evaded the sword easily. Harry had no time to be disappointed when the dragon grasped his wrist and twisted it roughly; his weapon was promptly plucked off and thrown away. Lucius then clutched the boy's wrists together and pulled him to his chest.
�Temper, temper.� Lucius breathed, tighten his grip on the young knight, �You are the fierce one, hmm?�
Harry growled and struggled helplessly, but that only made Lucius chuckled softly. The friction was most delightful, the dragon thought.
�You are coming back with me, young one,� Lucius said.
�You wish,� Harry snarled and tried to break free, but Lucius� tight grip made it too painful so he squirmed uncomfortably. �Let go of me!�
"Why are you here, young one? You cannot be older than my child�s age. Is your king desperate enough to send out younglings to do his dirty work?"
Harry increased his struggling and replied sulkily, "That is none of your concern."
The dragon was silent for a moment then said, "You must be the Potter heir."
Harry was so surprised he stopped struggling for a minute, "How--?"
"Yes, you must be," the dragon continued as if Harry never interrupted, "You have his hair and his tenacity. I am Lucius Malfoy, Draco's father. I believe your godfather kidnapped my son and took him to your land."
Harry had nothing to answer to that. He was afraid when he saw anger in those grey eyes for a brief moment, and was even more afraid when the dragon suddenly smiled.
�Did you know that your father decided to be my master�s�donator?� Lucius asked pleasantly, he held back his mirth at his word choice. "He is my master's favourite."
Harry was taken aback. �You � You mean my father is alive and� and he is being Riddle�s food even now?�
�Yes, he is.� Lucius smirked.
"But he is alive?" Harry repeated, which Lucius only confirmed with a nod.
"And well?"
Lucius paused then nodded once more, "Yes, he is well. For a dragon's food."
Harry was confused. The dragon said that his father was Riddle's food, but then told him that he was alive. No one could survive being eaten by a dragon, could they?
'May be they are eating him, little by little?' Harry shuddered. It must be a slow and painful passage for his father. Harry was beyond horrified when he remembered that James was captured by the dragons for five years now. How much of him was left and still keeping him alive?
�Will you,� Harry felt his hope rising, �let him go? If I find something to replace him, will you?�
Lucius was smirking evilly. This was better than his original plan of killing the boy and going back to share the boy's father with his master. "Letting him go I cannot do, but I might consider talking to my master about your father� donating arrangement."
Harry could only assume the other was hinting, that if he was to replace his father, the dragons might let James go. So he worried his lips and replied uncertainly, �I, I guess you would let him go and� and take me instead?�
Lucius smirked and grasped the thin waist, then let his hands wandered along the slight curves and ridges of his prey�s body.
'Most delicious,' he thought, 'Young and innocent, this one is certainly worthy of His attention.'
Harry shivered. He felt strange, but in a pleasant way, being in this man�s arms. Lucius was so tall, his skin was warm, and he was more handsome than a dragon should be. Harry felt more vulnerable than anytime in his life.
"I don't know, I have to make sure that you are fresh enough," Lucius murmured, licked the knight's lips experimentally. "Hmm�young lamb."
Harry was surprised to find himself leaned into the man's touch. Lucius devoured his mouth, hungrily, greedily, and Harry felt like he was drowning. He parted his lips wider and whimpered when the other plunged his tongue in even more. The heat and the wetness intoxicated him, but Harry craved more. When he opened his eyes again, he found that he was on his back, his naked back, and his tights were being ripped apart.
Harry was flipped on his stomach then he felt hands explored all over his body, a tongue trailed its way down his spine, and he knew in that instant that he was going to be eaten. He wondered though, if the dragon would eat all of him or only some parts. He thought of his remains and had to shudder again.
"Ple..Please?" Harry begged, "Would you.. eat all of me? I� I don't want any parts of me left. Please?"
Lucius raised his brow at that.
"Why, of course, since you asked so nicely," he said huskily, then promptly plunked his tongue into Harry's channel.
Harry gasped and whimpered. He wasn't sure he wanted to be eaten this way, from the inside out. It must be very messy.
The dragon's tongue sent fire running through his veins. Harry moaned and wiggled his arse helplessly. Hot steams rained over his hips, sent waves of shiver to his spine. 'It must be the famous dragon's breath,' Harry reasoned, 'does this mean he is trying to cook my entrails?'
In his panic attack, Harry begged shamelessly, �please, if you�re going to cook me, kill me first!�
Lucius was astonished at first, then had to bite back his laugh. He was enjoying himself immensely. The knight was fresh meat indeed. He didn't even understand rimming, innocent as he was. Lucius was certain the boy would retain his innocence, even after he fucked his arse apart.
�No, I am not going to cook you, young one. This is merely the cleansing ceremony,� Lucius deadpanned, �We like our food raw.�
Harry sighed shakily with both relief and fear. When Lucius resumed his cleansing ceremony, his tongue dug deeper every minute, Harry felt something tugged at his groin and groaned softly.
Lucius withdrew his tongue and hands and moved to kneel behind the youth's back, his cock teasing the tight opening lightly. The boy mumbled something unintelligible and Lucius himself had to stifle his moan of anticipation.
�Now this, young one, is the hardest part. You must try to relax. I will try to eat you slowly, but you are so delicious I�m afraid I might not be able to hold back much longer.�
Harry tried to relax as much as he could. He heard that if you�re tense when being beaten, or in this case bitten, it would hurt more, and he was sure that dragon�s teeth would felt nastily painful enough on his skin even if he was relax.
Lucius carefully moved forward. The youthful skin felt like silk on him and he sighed deeply. Tight, tight, hot channel enveloped him millimetre by millimetre liked a snug glove, and Harry�s sobbed moans only made him even more hard.
Harry felt like he was shattering into pieces. The eating was painful, yet pleasurable. At first, it was pain, pain, pain. Then it burned, every thrusts felt as if hot metal was inserted into his body. Then that hot metal hit something inside of him that made him whined with pleasure. Harry felt like he needed to be tortured by it even more. It was exquisite, and hurt, and needy, and his groin stiffened painfully. Harry was certain he was going to burst. Or die.
Lucius quickened his pace and Harry mewled between each thrusts, assisting his own death with the swaying of his hips. It was driving Lucius nearly mad with pleasure. A few more minutes and Lucius was spent, sending wave after wave of his seed into the boy�s arse. Harry sobbed and went limp, his arse felt like it was on fire. Harry knew some of the warm liquid running down his thigh must be his blood.
Lucius sighed contently and lifted himself off the boy, letting his eyes roam over the pale back down to the crack of his arse. A trail of come was running down the boy's thigh and Lucius had to bite back the urge to lick it clean, but he didn't try to stop himself from licking the end of the boy's spine. It was, Lucius admitted, one of his favourite places to taste on his preys.
Harry shivered and tried to elude the touch, but found himself unable to move.
�Did you eat my spine?� Harry croaked, somewhat panicky, �I can�t move. I�m boneless.�
Lucius smiled at the dishevelled youth, �No, youngling, I did not eat your spine. It is an after effect of being eaten by dragons. You are too tired.�
�Oh,� Harry replied weakly.
�Does my father have to be �� Harry�s face felt like it was on fire. Lucius smirked when the boy blushed and spluttered adorably, �--eaten the same way you ate me?�
The dragon nodded solemnly and Harry felt somewhat better.
Well, maybe his father�s fate was not that bad, since Harry himself enjoyed his �being eaten� experience very much.
"Now, young one," Lucius purred, "We must get going, I am sure my master will enjoy feasting on you."
Harry whimpered, feeling something inside him tingling pleasantly at the thought.
Lucius smirked and lifted the boy into his arms, let his wings spread from his back and flied towards the highest tower in the dragon stronghold.

- - - - -
The dragon took the knight to his master. Harry found his father and reunited. Both knights were eaten in a daily basis, but they would not complain since they were eaten so thoroughly and pleasurably. And they lived happily ever after.

- - - - -
King Albus sat on his throne, smirking inwardly. All was going according to plan. Dragon Master Riddle was subdued. His knights found their suitable mates. Life was good.
He glanced at the parchment in front of him. According to his spy, the next Guardian Dragon would be Severus Snape.
Well, that decides it, he chuckled, Sir Lupin is going to be sent to 'retrieve the Protector Stone'.
~ The End ~
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