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To Make a Pure Malfoy	By : Setsuna24 Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Draco/Lucius Views: 31413 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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- 1-To Make a Pure Malfoy
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This story contains insest.
Im Having troubles with my editing tools and had to delete this a couple times to try and fix it.
For those following Because We Are Snakes, I have to delete the Author's Notes but again my editing tools are being a pain and not working well for me.

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To Make a Pure Malfoy

It was becoming a common thing these days… mingling. Specifically, the mingling of bloods.

It was disgusting.

A preposterous notion that a true Malfoy would not participate on; regardless of their loss of social status after his brief imprisonment and Draco six months house arrest. In time they would regain the prestige lost despite Potter's ardent advocating on their behalf, they were Malfoys, their place was naturally at the top… where the air is crisp and good breeding is the norm.

But their world was changing with the end of the Dark Lord's Second Blood War. He feared for the future of his family, thankfully he had a good son. A son who loved him and loved his family and what they stood for.

Lucius knew that if he had been able to provide the way, Draco would follow his orders without question and keep the blood as pure as ever.

It was a Malfoy family practice, a practice that went deeper than the other pureblood families’ efforts to keep their pureblood status and family magics alive. Even the Blacks engaged in some form of incest though they only married as close as first cousins.

Malfoy family took it a step above in their efforts. It was a way to rekindle their purity and traits. Even their trademark looks and beauty depended on every so often erasing the impurity; traits brought in by other family lines and their own foreign trademark looks.

It was said that once upon a time, almost nine hundred years ago, the Malfoys had strawberry blond hair and sky-blue eyes. Eventually they bred out all traits from other lines and gained their pure untainted looks of silver spun hair and silver-gray eyes as well as their noble facial features and noble sleek yet strong bodies.

There were no imperfections in them, no dominant features from other families.

None were as pure as Malfoy's, not even the Blacks with their eyes that saw more than anyone else's and their affinity for Black Magic.

It was a close guarded secret only the head of the family, the heir, and those directly involved knew. After all, marrying close was not frowned upon by pureblood society but for some reason marrying “Malfoy close” was considered going too far and somewhat distasteful in some circles. Lucius could not fathom why, it was just how things were done in his family, and his family was better and above all others so it stood to reason they were right in their practices. Their way was the right way.

But sometimes even a Malfoy compromises for survival and though they had not stopped the practice they had known to keep it quiet.

Very often a Malfoy heir would marry his sister or if the only available pure Malfoy female was his mother, an heir would be quietly produced from mother and son and passed off as a bastard, taken in by the child's father to be the next heir.

Merlin and Morgana themselves had been bastards so their society had no issues with that.

Lucius’ own mother had been his father's little sister, taken after birth under the cover of a stillbirth to appease gossips and secreted away to later come back as a fiancé to Abraxas once she was of age, a Malfoy girl from a lesser French family branch they had claimed. Only the Malfoys knew the truth, Lucius was born truly pure.

Abraxas, his father, and Kalidora who was his mother had been born from Amarand and Delvina who was Amarand's mother and married to her first cousin from Spain. Amarand’s own mother had glamoured herself into a woman by the name of Alexandria Deveroux who was passed off as a French heiress from a secondary Malfoy family line with all the Goblin forged appropriate credentials and documents when her husband-cousin Romen had died upon his thirty-fifth birthday in an honor duel with Percicarius Weasley resulting in a blood feud between the families that stood strong even today.

Thankfully Romen had taken Percicarius with him before he fell and his family was able to save face though the feud remained unresolved.

Kalidora had been born one year after Abraxas and they were betrothed that very same day.

Sometimes Lucius envied his father, Kalidora Malfoy had been a stunningly beautiful woman, and he was sure Draco would have been even more beautiful and outstanding had he had the opportunity of being born from his grandmother's womb, a truly pure Malfoy he would have been, free of that touch of the Madness Lucius could detect on his boy on occasion; especially where Harry Potter was concerned.

They needed to breed that touch of the Madness out of the line before it took root.

It was a shame Kalidora had been murdered by a muggle during a mugging as she walked the London streets alone. Lucius had had to marry outside of the family, the first Malfoy to do so since Delvina's grandfather.

Still, Narcissa had been good to him, he even grew to love her and it secured a prosperous alliance with the Blacks. And he had his beautiful boy, Draco, who was his pride.

It was imperative to bring back the purity soon though, specially in these difficult times.

Sadly, he could not provide the same for Draco as had been available to previous Malfoys, as much as he wanted. The lesser lines were all but gone after Grindelwald’s Greater Good and Purity war. They had been active participants being in the mainland.

Narcissa, good and dutiful Narcissa, could not carry a second child to term after Draco’s difficult birth and she herself was a Black so his boy could not produce a pure Malfoy heir with her even if she could have carried a child to term, if anything, it would bring more of the Black in them out in the child and he was weary of truly introducing more of the Black Madness into Malfoy line and condemning future generations to the fast going of the mind his lovely wife had thankfully evaded but which afflicted most Blacks in one way or another.

His heart was so heavy with preoccupation and it was too late now to take a pureblood lover to make a suitable partner for his boy. Even if he did it, there was no guarantee the child would be a girl, and Draco would be of age to produce an heir soon.

It would have been okay if his son had not already married sweet little Astoria, who turned out to be barren and did not want Draco's seed in another woman. No matter how much they insisted and urged her to reconsider.

The line could not die with them. Lucius would not allow it. But he could not go off and make a child of his own to extend the line if the child could not be married to Draco to produce the much needed heir. Narcissa had forbid it and he had put her through too much these last few years to deny her such a request to keep her boy’s place secure as next Lord Malfoy.

There was just no guarantee any child of his would be a girl. It put them back to square one.

What could a father do for the good of his family and bloodline? Lucius was sure he would do anything no matter how terrible others would think it. He had proven as much before.

These were the thoughts that haunted his mind for months.

Draco was soon to turn nineteen, he prayed a solution would come to him soon.
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Miraculously, the answer to his prayers came in the form of a new potion created by Horace Slughorn.

The man had apparently been working on it for close to forty years and had finally finished his life's work.

Once he had claimed it was his gift to wizarding society, a way to re-ignite the dying embers of their diminished world after the wars that took so many young and old wizards and witches and in turn reducing their numbers to a few hundred, it was easy for the Wizengamot with pressures from the few pureblood families left to pass the bill to make the potion legal for common use. Already there were less pureblood girls to marry off than the young men that had managed to survive the second war and this would open up an entirely new playing field to prevent the extinction of the remainder of the Sacred Twenty-eight and lesser noble families.

His work done and accepted, Slughorn died filthy rich and happy three days after the bill passed. His money stolen by the ministry “to rebuild their society”… or so they said.

There was resistance from the muggleborns, muggle raised, and light oriented groups that were muggle influenced. It was no surprise to Lucius, those people thought that such things as relations within family and same sex were unnatural and against their god already so he expected it. He was sure that within the next three years the potions and spells would be banned as Dark as already several group representatives were lobbying for the abolition and forbidding of the law, the potions and it's magical components.

It all made Lucius a bit more secure in his belief that muggle influence in their world would end up killing them all.
He knew by fact he was not the only family head that had saved the recipes and incantations along with every minute detail and information about them in the Family Grimoire for safe keeping for future generations to make use of if needed. Such great advances in magic could not be lost to their kind, regardless of them being labeled as Dark and forbidden.

Like now, they could end up saving an entire line later on and it would be such a shame if they were forgotten because of muggle ideals.

Still, the fact remained, his family's salvation had been guaranteed.

The recipe for Masculum Ovum et Ventris was currently available as public record for those who had earned O+ in their NEWTS as well as those of Potions Mastery level and Master's Apprentice status.

Masculum Ovum et Ventris was a potion to create both an egg and womb in a male. It was accompanied by several supplementary spells and potions, one of which was a potion with two variations; one to ensure producing a male heir and one to produce a female.

He had acquired the recipes and the ingredients the day the bill had passed and started on the potions that same night. Even secured the fertility potions and studied the conception spells that should be used in conjunction with the potions as well as the hormone and nutrient potions that would secure the child had what it needed during development and would greatly decrease the chance of the male body rejecting the embryo resulting in miscarriage.

Masculum Ovum et Ventris would need to simmer for one full cycle of the moon and let sit until the next new moon before being able to work properly. It was an intricate piece of work that we was sure Severus would have found great pleasure in brewing.

Lucius had ruined three batches and destroyed five cauldrons before he got it right.

Now it was time to talk to Draco.

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Draco had come for dinner, Astoria was a sweet yet sickly girl and was unable to attend.

After dinner, Lucius invited his son to his study for some brandy and conversation. Eventually, talk led to who was expecting an heir soon and Draco's demeanor turned heavy with sadness. Lucius felt bad for subtly leading the conversation in that direction but there were things that had to be said.

“Do you trust me my dragon?” he said abruptly.

“With my life father” was the instant response.

“Despite my past mistakes?” he asked truly curious.

“Because of your past mistakes. You are a Malfoy father and a mistake in the hands of a Malfoy is but an opportunity to learn. And an opportunity to learn is but a weapon for future reference.” Draco answered in earnest.

Lucius amusedly thought that somewhere he had many unused weapons waiting for their right time if this was the case.
“My son, do you remember what I said to you when you turned thirteen upon your sexual awakening? Do you remember what I said to you about the ways of our family? How we keep truly pure?”

“I remember.” poor Draco looked so confused as to why his father was bringing this up.

“How do you feel about such things?”

“It is the way things are father. The way they have always been. Our family is the most important, our line, we Malfoys know best. It is as it had always been, as it will always be for generations to come.”

“Do you truly believe that my son?”

“Yes father, with all my heart.”

“Would you follow tradition then?”

“I want nothing more than to serve and preserve our Purity father… but Astoria…”

“Hush, my boy, I understand. I have found a way.”

“Have you truly father!” Draco's joy was blinding in his open smile. His sigh of relief echoed Lucius' own. “What can we do?”

Lucius placed the potion vial on the low table between them. Draco took it in his hand and uncorked it taking a small whiff, being in the years of his Potions Mastery and because the new potion was all the rage as of late he had already seen the potion before and identified it immediately.

“Who?” There was slight fear in his eyes and his hand shook slightly as he tried to carefully cork the vial.

“You.”

“Me? With whom? Are there any lesser lines left? Would I be the father then? What about Astoria? She doesn't want my seed in someone else. She made me swear an oath that I'll never do it father, I can’t plant my seed in anyone else. You know the oath would kill me, and I love her too much to cause her such pain.”

“I know about the oath, I have found that there exists a loophole that would allow for you to have a child; is for you to be the mother.”

Draco began shaking more noticeably now, Lucius knew he would be afraid of such unknown.

He placed his hands over his son's and held them tight for a minute as he murmured softly in reassurance.

“You can do this my dragon. You will make me proud as you always have and this way our line will be ensured.”
Draco took a moment to collect himself, he took several big breaths and with a nod indicated to his father that he would be ready to do his duty. As he still held his son's hands and looked into those determined silver-gray eyes, Lucius was so proud of his brave son. This was what true bravery looked like in his opinion, not that Gryffindor foolhardiness and bravado.

“Have you found a worthy candidate then, from a lesser line?”

“No Draco, there are none. They are all gone or tainted beyond salvation by now.”

“Then who will be the father? It can't be myself right? Is that even possible?”

Lucius smiled, sometimes his son was still so innocent in a way.

“It will be my duty to provide the seed for conception. We do not have to lay with each other if you would prefer. Your mother has agreed to performed the fertilization spells and look over yours and our son's well being as she is a certified Healer. I do not wish to force you into more than you can handle, I have already done enough of that.”

Silence.

Draco appeared not to know how to respond and Lucius allowed him time to think.

He saw the answer in Draco's eyes even before his son said it out loud. The determination burning in those familiar eyes made pride bloom within Lucius’ chest. His son was so strong.

“No father, that won't be necessary, the fertilization I mean. I… I will do this the right way. I cannot think of any man more worthy to take my body in such a way than you. You are my father and I love you, I know you love me too and will take care of me and not hurt me. I have always looked up to you and will always see you as perfect, in my eyes there has never been a more exemplary wizard. I am honored you have found me worthy of your bed.”

“I am so very proud of you Draco, I know I don't say it often but I am.”

“I know father, I know.”

Decision made, Draco stood up before his bravado ran out and extended his hand towards his father. Lucius took it and Draco led them hand in hand towards Lucius' bed. It reminded the man of those days long ago when little Draco would hold his hand just like this and lead him to a new thing he had discovered or done and wanted to show to his father.

It made him smile in remembrance, hope and pride shining brilliant in his heart and a tear he would forever deny in the corner of his eyes.

How he loved his young dragon, Draco was his joy.

In the bedroom he guided Draco in the task of undressing him and then carefully took the clothes off his son's trembling body. Placing small touches and soothing caresses upon his skin.

Lucius laid his son on silken emerald sheets and kissed his neck tenderly. Lovingly and slowly making is way towards those lips much like his own in order to allow Draco time to calm himself.
He tipped the open vial over his son's open mouth and Draco drank down Masculum Ovum et Ventris along with the first fertility potion.

The first kiss was a virginal thing. Slow and uninvading, a touch of lips, a tentative exploration.

Gradually he deepened the kiss until Draco's mouth parted to allow his tongue entrance and he mapped every corner of the sweet tasting cavern.

His hands touched that slender yet defined body expertly and Draco began to lose himself in the pleasure arching deliciously and seeking more contact as his left hand fisted and pumped the hardened velvet of Draco’s arousals and his right pinched a nipple slightly.

His boy's back arched rising almost completely off the bed as he was jerked to his first competition of the night and before those eyes lost their glaze and Draco climbed down his pleasured high, Lucius conjured lubrication on his fingers and kissed his son deeply and passionately as he worked the first of his fingers in.

Draco was a moaning mess by the time he had worked three fingers in, Lucius fucked his fingers into him with attention to his pleasure and care not to hurt him, he made sure to rub the prostate in every push in.

There was a whimper of loss when he finally pulled his fingers out. Draco looked at him feeling empty after the fullness of fingers going into him, quickly his face took a look of fear, shadowing his features.

“I won't hurt you Draco, I promise you will feel only pleasure as I have taken the time to prepare you thoroughly.”

Draco nodded but Lucius knew he was still afraid.

His hardness, which had long gone unattended, was guided to Draco's entrance where Lucius took a moment to ask “Are you ready?” only breaching Draco after he had received a weak “Yes, father.” in answer.

He took his time sinking into that moist, tight, heat. And then rocked his hips slowly searching for the angle that would bring his son the utmost pleasure. He knew he had found what he was looking for when Draco's breath hitched and a long lewd moan escaped his open lips. The feel of Draco's wonderfully warm tightness made it difficult not to lose control but he managed to retain his wits.

Lucius took his wand from were it laid on top of the pillow next to them and pointing it at Draco's pelvis said “Et in Utero” the spell to help the potion make the fake womb, then “Et Fertilis” to make the womb more fertile. “Ovum Ponere” to place the egg made out of Draco's own magic within the womb and finally “Puer Conseive” to ensure he would conceive a child.

Lucius made love to his son several times that night, making sure to hit that sweet spot with every thrust.

Draco screamed his pleasure all night and in the drawing room, Narcissa waited with tears in her eyes, praying to Mother Magic it would all work.
When the sun rose in the horizon, Lucius gave Draco the Masculum Certain Genus potion to secure the child will be a boy and performed the Genus Revelio spell to confirm the child will be a male heir. He had never before felt as received as he did the moment his wand tip turned blue.

They slept the morning off in Lucius' bed, father holding onto son as if he was afraid his boy would disappear in a poof of smoke if he let go.

It was difficult to convince Astoria to accept her husband being pregnant with his father's child. For four months she seemed to be adjusting to de idea. They would go out and she would pretend she was the one pregnant to keep the secret and appearances, Draco was still small and it was an easy lie.

When he started to show they measured his belly and made a contraption to strap over her stomach with the same dimensions as his so she would look the right size when in public. Draco only showed his pregnancy in the safe confines of Malfoy manor, hiding behind extensive glamours when in public.

However, things were not as they seemed with Astoria. As time passed, the more Draco started to show, the more depressed Astoria got. By six months she began to resent him.

It mas Narcissa who came up with the Imperious and memory modification idea. Being a Healer and Astoria being so sickly they could claim the pregnancy was at risk and she needed total rest and total isolation.

They used a combination of Oclumency and Legilimency to alter her memories. Astoria would remember only herself with her pregnant belly and Draco being a supportive husband. All memories in which caught a glimpse of Draco's own pregnancy were erased or modified and a fake memory of falling down the stairs and being on the bed for a very long time were planted in her mind.

At nine months, a baby boy was born, seven pounds and two ounces. He was the most beautiful thing Lucius had ever seen. A true pure Malfoy.

“What will you call him?” Narcissa asked as she held her grandson in hands blood soaked.

“I think, Scorpius, it is a suitable name. Yes, Scorpius Lucius Malfoy."

“Scorpius? It is a Black name.” She said.

He smiled and answered, “I know.”

It was an homage to her, his mother, and to her line. Narcissa understood and cried glistening tears of gratefulness because he had not forgotten her roots.

Astoria was moved to the bloodied sheets as soon as Draco had been given enough healing potions to be able to stand.

Draco had dressed as Lucius carried his wife into the room he had just given birth in and placed her naked on the soiled bed.
Narcissa spelled a befuddlement draught onto her stomach and waited enough time for it to kick in before Astoria was brought out of the Imperious.

“Congratulations Astoria, it's a boy.” Narcissa said as she placed the newborn on her arms.

The bloodied, screaming, child was held carefully by the girl who would be known as his mother while the real mother watched from the side of the bed.

“He is beautifully.” Astoria said breathlessly. “He looks just like his father.”

Three pairs of eyes exchanged conspiratorial looks at how true that statement was.

“Our son Draco, after all this hardship we finally have a son for your line. I am do relieved, I have done my duty by you.” Astoria openly cried tears of joy as she gazed upon the child.

Draco had a pained look cross his face, it was a brief thing, gone in the wink of an eye really. So fast one would be hard pressed to believe it had been there. In the end he knew he had done the right thing, it was all got the future of his family, his legacy.

He needed a pure heir and he knew Astoria would have destroyed herself with the weigh of not being able to provide one even as she had closed all his avenues of making one with her fidelity oaths and demands in their marriage contract.

Astoria was given a mild sleeping draught under the guise of letting her rest while she healed and giving the potions the chance to work faster.

In the study, Draco spoke with his parents about his new son and shocked them silent momentarily with one single sentence.

“Father,” he said. “I think, perhaps in one or two years, Scorpius will need a sister.”

Lucius was so proud of his son, Draco truly was his joy. Scorpius too, he knew, would be extraordinary.
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