Give Me One More Chance | By : ArchNemesis Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 34516 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 4 |
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Give me one more chance
Chapter 10: During summer
Pairings: James/Lucius
Disclaimer: I don’t own so don’t ask
WARNING: This is about male pregnancy and male/male relationships. Not your cup
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Beta-read by: Jadwiga. Thanks hon! You’re the best. Any mistakes after she has
done her work are mine.
Enjoy!
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The summer approaching Harry’s second year at Hogwarts
turned out to be hot and humid, but that didn’t stop his so-called aunt and
uncle from sending him outside in the blistering sun to do yard work. While
their lazy son, Dudley, sat in the air conditioned living room stuffing his
face with every type of sugary snack that his mother bought, Harry was working
hard, pulling weeds, mowing the lawn, planting new colorful flowers, et cetera.
But today was a special day for Harry. Today was the day
that he would be receiving letters and care packages from his father, brother,
and grandfather. He would also be getting a little something from Hermione and possibly
his Uncle Remus; however, as the day wore on the possibility that an owl was
coming was looking bleak.
By night fall Harry was ready to cry. He had received not
one single thing. What happened? Did the owls get lost? No, Artemis, his
father’s majestic bird of prey, always found him to deliver his packages and
messages. Maybe, he would get something tomorrow, for now Harry needed to
sleep.
His body ached from the over use of under developed muscles
and his skin throbbed from the sunburn he got as a result of being out in the
sun all day without any protection. He wanted his dad. He hated being here and
wished there was something that his father or grandfather could do to get him
from these terrible Muggles.
There was one way, but Harry didn’t want anyone to know – not
even his family. He knew that his father had an awful temper and there was no
way to predict what would happen if Lucius found out about his son being abused
and treated worse than a house-elf.
Harry removed his glasses and placed them on the small bedside
table. He lay on top of the covers closing his eyes for some precious rest. He
would be woken early in the morning to make breakfast for every one except for
himself.
oOoOoOo
The persecuting wizard
banged his gavel until he had control of the arena. Before him and the other
witches and wizards of the Wizengamot was Lucius Malfoy fighting for custody of
his son and true heir, Harry.
“Now, the evidence
that has been presented shows that Lucius Alexander Malfoy is the Father of the
minor in question, Harrison James Malfoy. However, James Potter’s Will does not originally name you, Mr. Malfoy, as the
child’s guardian or parent.
Sirius Orion Black has been sentenced to Azkaban and Lily Evans has
disappeared. I have no other choice than to award legal guardianship to Harry’s
godmother’s sister, Petunia Dursley.”
Another out cry from
Lucius rattled them to the bone. “This is absolutely absurd! That child you’re
talking about is my son, damn it! Not some homeless vagabond looking for a hand
out. You have no right whatsoever to take him away from me!”
Bang, bang, bang went
the wizard’s gavel once more.
“Mr. Malfoy, must I
remind you, that one more outburst like that will result in your removal from
this hearing in addition to a heavy fine…Now, giving the circumstance of your
spouse’s death, Mr. Malfoy, Minister Fudge has recommended that the
aforementioned child to have a Paternity Concealment charm placed on him.”
“WHAT?!” Lucius jumped up, livid. He then turned
menacing stormy grey eyes on Fudge. “You…” he seethed.
Not liking what was
about to happen to the Minister, the prosecuting wizard cast a spell toward the
other pure-blood only to have it blocked by a shield. Luckily for them when
Lucius turned his attention from Fudge to the person that tried to hex him,
Lucien stepped in to get his son under control. By this point, Lucius was
escorted out of the hearing arena.
“The Paternity
Concealment charm will be scheduled for Monday morning by the four members of
the Wizengamot. A blood protection spell will be placed on Lily Evan’s sister’s
home. The child, Harrison James Malfoy will be placed with Petunia Dursley and
her family during said child’s early school years until age eleven. Thereafter,
said child will stay will aforementioned guardian during summer breaks until
legal age by wizarding standards. Parent of said child will be allowed to visit
and/or have one weekend per month as well as visitation during special
holidays.
“The terms of this
ruling shall commence immediately. This session is now adjourned.”
Fudge was seen shaking
hands with the Wizengamot, smiling cheerily on a job well done until he was met
with a furious Albus Dumbledore, who had recommended that Harry remained in his
Father’s care.
“Albus.”
“Cornelius, you do
realize that you are making a grave mistake by taking that boy from Lucius?”
“He is the
Boy-Who-Lived. He will be an inspiration to other boys and girls, and that will
never happen with him being with Malfoy.”
“No, what you want is
the notoriety of ‘saving’ the Boy-Who-Lived to further boost you career, but I
will remind you again, Cornelius, that the Malfoy’s are the foundation of the
Ministry of Magic, and let’s not forget they have a strong social standing in
both the wizarding world and Muggle world around the globe.”
“The Malfoy family
comes from a line of Dark Art wielders. If Lucien didn’t stop Lucius when he
did, no telling what type of curse he would have sent my way.”
“And believe me you
would have deserved it. Now, if you don’t mind, I must inform a little boy that
he’s about to be taken away from the only family that he’s ever known to be
placed with complete strangers who by-the-way are not capable of caring for a
magical gifted child.”
Dumbledore swept by
Fudge. The Minister tuned to follow the wise wizard out the door with his eyes
but the Malfoy lord stepped into his line of vision.
“Ah, Lucien-”
“Elections are coming
in about another year or two, Fudge – it will be your shining moment yet again
– and that is only because I haven’t quite convinced my son to take over your
position. You see he’s a dedicated father to two adorable little boys, but
since one of his sons is being torn from him in the most cruel way, well, I’m
sure with some of his time being freed up I’m positive he might reconsider a
more prominent role in our ever changing government. Good-bye.”
With that said, Lucien
left leaving Fudge chilled to the bone.
oOoOoOo
The end of June was coming up sooner than any one had hope for,
especially Harry. The reason why? His Father was coming to get him for the
weekend. But he groaned in despair. This was also the weekend his aunt and
uncle were giving that fancy dinner and he was to stay put in his room.
oOoOoOo
For as long as he could remember, Draco knew his father
loved him and Harry, and as the years went by he could also see that the
separation from their mother and Harry was taking its toll. It seemed that
Lucius was losing the up hill battle of being strong for his family.
Lucius kept nothing from Draco or Harry. The young blond
knew that he was the second heir in line to the vast Malfoy fortune. And that
James was not his real mother, but Draco didn’t care. He seen the pictures of
him cradled against his father’s spouse. James held Draco with love and
affection as he did with Harry, and from the stories Lucius had told, James
didn’t make a difference between him and Harry.
Draco even blushed when he had found several pictures of
James nursing him when he was an infant. Lucius merely laughed saying that
James couldn’t let his baby go hungry since Draco’s real mother had refused to
do something as maternal as breastfeeding.
Rolling over on to his back, Draco glanced out the window.
Still there was no word from his brother. He also knew that Hermione and Sam
wrote to Harry since the end of term. They too have not heard from him. With
his mind made up, Draco went downstairs to the breakfast nook where his Father
and grandfather were having their morning meal.
oOoOoOo
June 1982
Crying.
A toddler was crying
for the mean man to go away and leave him alone.
“Lucius, please keep
him quiet!”
“I am only going to
warn you for the last time Fudge – you do not have my consent to use my given
name – are we clear?”
Harry cowered in his
father’s robe trying to hide from the world. Quicksilver orbs peered out from
his hiding spot to see if the other wizards had left. No such luck.
“Harry, come-on, man.
You know this…it might save you from being mobbed as the young Malfoy heir,”
Lucius cooed softy to his scared shaking son.
“NO!”
Lucius looked to his
Father but he couldn’t respond as he was trying to console Draco. The other
heir apparent had been quivering and crying as well when the five wizards came
to the manor to perform the charm on Harry. The little blond had kicked the
Minister. Draco felt the man was the one behind his older brother’s discontent.
After nearly an hour
of calming Harry, the charm was cast. Harry felt sick to his stomach as he
cried harder when he saw that the enchantment left him with vivid glowing green
eyes – just like his godmother. Not only did he look exactly like his mum but
gone was the long messy hair and aristocratic nose. All of his father’s
features were gone. In addition to that his surname was no longer Malfoy but
Potter.
All traces of his true
lineage were gone.
oOo End
flashback oOo
“Daddy, please, something is
wrong with Harry,” Draco said with some trepidation. “Hermione has written to
me saying that she hasn’t heard even once from him, and Ori and Sheri are
saying the same thing.”
“I agree with Draco, Lucius, ever
since the Christmas hols, that boy has been acting differently,” Lucien added
with his grandson.
“Well, seeing that we get to
visit with him for the weekend, I will get to the bottom of this,” Lucius
finally said.
The older Malfoys noticed Draco’s
sigh of relief as the latter began filling his plate with mounds of food.
oOoOoOo
It was already Friday and Harry had been pacing in his room
since he finished cleaning the lounge downstairs.
“GET DOWN HERE, BOY!”
Harry smacked his lips and trotted back to his doom.
Twenty-minutes later of ‘don’t this’ and ‘stay put’ or ‘no meals for a week if
we see you’, Harry was back in his room to see a house-elf bouncing on his bed.
oOoOoOo
A sleek black limousine pulled in front of number 4
Privet Drive. Some of the neighbors came out of
their homes or peered through pulled back curtains to see who would visit the
Durleys. They were not that important, although they tried to be.
Long legs clad in black slacks and dress shoes emerged when
the door was opened by the driver. A tall handsome blond stood taking in the
scenery of Privet Drive.
His nose wrinkled in distaste but he proceeded up to number 4. Another blond
followed. The other blond was little bit older but not by much.
Once Lucius and Lucien reached the door to knock on it they
were greeted by a fat kid dressed in a formal suit that made him appear like a
baby whale. His stomach stretched the rough cotton skirt to the point that the
black shiny buttons were going to pop off at any moment. Even the dress coat
was stretched beyond its limit. The seams buckled at the shoulder joins.
“May I help you?” the tubby child said in a false debonair
voice.
The Malfoys were not impressed.
“We’re here for Harry Potter.”
Dudley finally took in the towering
figures, and ran back into the house closing the door in their faces while
screaming for his dad and mum. The door was snatched back opened to reveal
Vernon Dursley’s nearly purple visage. It was puffed out a bit from the lack of
air.
“What the devil are you doing here? The agreement was for
you to delivery that porto-whatever to take him for the weekend.”
“We did, over two and a half hours ago,” Lucius said not
caring that the nosey Muggles were coming out of their small little houses to
point and stare at them.
“Well, he’s not here. I assumed you’ve taken him. Now, if
you don’t mind I’m expecting some very
important guests,” Vernon all but
dismissed them rudely.
However, one must learn not to ever be rude to a Malfoy or
turn your back on them either. As Vernon
closed the door Lucius stuck his cane in to keep it from closing completely.
Pushing the door back open Lucius stepped inside with his father bringing up
the rear.
Now that they were inside, the house was indeed small.
“Let’s get one thing straight, Dursley, I don’t like you. So
if you ever in your miserable life close the door on me again I will not
hesitate to obliterate your fat arse into dust. Now, where is my son?”
A sausage of a finger pointed upstairs.
There were four doors to choose from once the wizards
glanced up and down the hallway, praying to Merlin that the one with all the
locks was not where Harry was been kept, but no such prayer was honored.
oOoOoOo
The Headmaster of Hogwarts School for Witchcraft and
Wizardry, Albus Dumbledore, was reviewing candidates for the post of Defense Against the Dark Arts with Minerva McGonagall, deputy headmistress,
when his office shook violently then Fawks reared on his perch with a shrill of
a cry.
With no time to lose, Dumbledore went around his desk
grabbing onto his friend and dashed out of his office to get to the apperation
points.
“For Merlin sake, Albus,” Minerva cried out trying to keep
her velvet green hat on top of her head. She nearly growled in exasperation at
the headmaster. For an aging wizard he certainly could move.
“There’s no time, we must hurry.”
“What ever for, Albus?”
“The wards around the Dursley’s home are failing.”
oOo TBC oOo
A/N: Can any one guess the cause why the wards are failing?
Well, to find out, stay tuned for the next chapter.
Nemesis
oOoOo Teaser for Chapter 11 oOoOo
“This is it, Albus! I’ve had it with the Wizengamot. I’ve put up with my son living with
scum. He’s been abused for twelve damn years and probably would have continued
had he showed today by via portkey,” Lucius vented. He was angry.
“And I agree with you Lucius. However, our hands are tied.
We must renew our search for James. I see no other way of getting out of. By
finding James, Sirius will be released and Fudge will be out of a job.”
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