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The Dark Circle	By : SisterGryffindor Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > General Views: 4815 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Lucius waited for the children to leave, silently gazing at the two men who remained in the room. The silence stretched on until finally the patriarch chose to speak again. "Now; what do with the two of you…" he mused.

George looked confused again. “What…? You can’t mean me, Malfoy; I wasn’t involved in all this mess." George began.

"Not this little fracas, that is true. But there is another problem within my home that involves you quite directly, Mr. Weasley.”

“What have I done?”

Lucius eyed him directly as he spoke in a quiet, level tone. "My wife has expressed her concern about your behavior in our home. She feels, as do I, that your actions could be a bad influence on the children, especially considering the early conditioning that young Alerick had undergone."

George took a seat beside Jerrod, frowning. What the bloody hell had he been doing to upset the Malfoys so? "Well I certainly wouldn't want to be a bad influence on any of the children. What are we doing?"

Lucius leaned back in his chair. "If I'm not mistaken the two of you have begun to have intimate relations under my roof."

Jerrod flushed deeply, averting his eyes. “So what’s the big deal? You said you didn't care." He countered.

"I did not care when the children were younger.” He clarified. “But the children have grown, Jerrod. Alerick is at Hogwarts, and in three years Mallek will be going as well. It is very clear to anyone with eyes that the two of them are meant to be bonded to one another."

"I don’t understand the problem then. It will be their choice then, won't it?" George asked.

Lucius scowled t him as if he were being purposefully dense. “You cannot possibly be so dense. I have no intention of having the example of free sex without bonding so clearly demonstrated to them by the two of you.”

"Like they won't be exposed to that at Hogwarts." Jerrod snorted. "You don't really believe that everyone who has sex at school is bonded do you?"

"I think I see what you're saying…" George said, feeling he was being told that he could no longer spend time with Jerrod. It felt like a blow to the stomach. He lowered his eyes to hide the pain.

"At least one of you does." Lucius said, relaxing back, gazing at them.

“You don’t really believe that everyone at Hogwarts that has sex is bonded, do ou Lucius?” Jerrod asked sarcastically.

“Don’t be daft.” Lucius answered, rolling his eyes. “And you know that is bloody well not my point.”

“What is it you want us to do?” George asked softly.

“Quite simple; when would you prefer the ceremony to be held?"

George was taken by surprise. "Ceremony…?" he looked up, confused.

"What?!” Jerrod wasn’t so confused but was completely taken aback. “Oh bloody hell, Lucius, you can’t be serious! You can’t make me do that!" Jerrod objected.

"For the bonding ceremony, of course." Lucius answered George as if Jerrod had not spoken.

That left the redheaded man with a completely gob-smacked expression. "Bonding…? Lucius, I can't…” he began, glancing at the man he had every intention of staying with for the rest of his life.

“Why?”

“I can’t bond to someone who refuses to bond to me. Jerrod doesn't want to make our pairing permanent; he’s made that perfectly clear. I've asked him several times but he just has no interest in making our bond a permanent one."

Lucius turned his eyes to meet Jerrod’s angry ones. "You will be bonded before this week is out." Lucius informed him calmly.

"You can’t force me to get bonded as some sort of punishment! That is NOT part of my bonding and it will not be binding!" Jerrod told him.

"This is not a punishment. I'm intend to make you get bonded because you don't seem to know what's best for yourself." Lucius answered him, his mouth curving into a sweet smile. "And your illicit behavior in my household is giving the children improper ideas about acceptable behavior. They do look up to you, whether you wish them to or not Jerrod.”

“The last thing I intended was to be a bad example…”

“Your punishment, Jerrod, will be to make potions ingredients.”

He looked wary. “I do that every day.”

“Not for Severus Snape, you don’t.” Lucius replied calmly. Jerrod had never really gotten past his fear of his old potions master and it showed in the way that the younger man’s face lost color. “You will work making preparations of potions ingredients for Severus Snape for the month the children are grounded."

"You’re serious…?" He stared at him in shock.

"Oh yes, Jerrod. Severus had contacted me earlier this week, asking if perhaps he could get the assistance of the children. He has come across a large store of raw ingredients that need to be readied for use in potions. I think you will be a much better candidate, as you have no real projects at this time. And if your physical condition does not allow you to do this now, you will do it after you have recovered enough." Lucius added.

"You can make me cut and chop nasty trash for Snape for weeks; I don't bloody care. But you can't force me to bond with anyone." Jerrod glared at him.

"Oh, I’m doing no such thing Jerrod. I'm not a monster; I will not be forcing you to bond at all. But I can and will forbid you from having relations anywhere on this property. You are living in my home, live in my home, Jerrod. You have become accustomed to the touch and companionship of this man even though you protest about it daily. Could you really bring yourself to live without him completely?"

Warrington sat quietly, thinking for several moments. He wasn’t so much into the physicality of it all; actually he would rather Weasley leave him alone most of the time. But things had been a little easier with George around. Years ago, he had tampered with his own memory in an attempt to block memories of his forced labor under Malcolm Parkinson. He’d actually rent holes in his mind to block the memory of dying babies and the things that had been created by the twisting and intermingling of magic and man-made technology. His nights were often plagued by those blocked memories and he rarely slept well. When George had discovered this, he had taken to sleeping in the same room, and when that had not helped he had begun sleeping in the same bed. His presence had taken those night terrors away.

No George would mean that the night terrors would return. “I've… lived without him for years." Jerrod stared down at the floor, feeling defeated. His life had finally begun to feel like it had meaning again and now he would have to give it all up. Why must those he was bound to always take everything away from him? And his ankle was so badly mucked up, he wasn’t sure if he really could go without George’s help simply to get around.

George touched his shoulder with a gentle hand. “Jerrod… if you really want me to stop coming around… you know… I will. All you have to do is say so. You’ve told me to bugger off but never to leave you completely alone.” He murmured in a soft tone, his voice trembling slightly with the effort of withholding his emotions. This would be Jerrod’s decision, and his alone. If he chose solitude, George would stop coming as he wished even if it tore his heart out.

Jerrod was silent for several minutes, lowering his head into his hands, his face concealed by his hair. What the bloody hell was he supposed to do? Could he really go back to being solitary, with only the children as company? Lucius may have put it all very crassly, but it was a good question. Could he…? George had been around every day for over five years now and he and Jerrod had actually begun to talk lately. George waited in silence, saying no more and allowing him to make the decision.

He sighed, shoulders slumping. "Whatever. Just pick the day. I don’t give a bloody damn when, pick the day and we'll be bonded." He said quietly, his tone defeated.

"I won’t if you don’t really want this, Jerrod. I don’t want anyone forcing you to accept me; I want it to be your choice, yours for real…” George murmured, gazing at him.

"Just pick the day." He repeated.

“Jerrod…”

“I said I’ll do it, George. Don’t give me grief over it or I may bloody well change my mind.” He growled, rising, all his weight on his good ankle.

He took a step forward and staggered but George was instantly there to support him. “Easy now, Jerrod…” he began.

He sighed; perhaps it was all for the best, his bonding to Weasley. It would give Alyssa a true family. It would protect the Circle children. And it wouldn't hurt him a bit to go through the ceremony. He and George were almost a couple anyway, even if the man drove him out of his mind most of the time. It was worth it for what happened when they shared a bed.
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