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The Tale of One Harry Potter and Lucius Malfoy	By : zeldaofarel Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Lucius Views: 27840 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 13
- 14
- 15
Author's Notes: This one is shorter, but contains important information. I had to go through it twice, because I wasn't satisfied with my first attempt. I'm curius myself about the next chapter, because I never wrote such a scene and I'm a bit nervous about it. I'll give it my best though. I am actually ill now, but since I'm still working, I'm as busy as ever. The doctors don't know what's causing it, still running tests and it's been a month. It would go faster if it didn't take weeks for one blood test to go through the system... And I can only eat dry biscuits. Agh!
Chapter 14: Intermission
Lucius fell asleep on the floor, curled up, clutching his rolling stomach. No pleasant dreams would carry him away from his pain this time and when he woke up, he was still exhausted. He had no idea how much time had passed, but it didn't matter. He just crawled to his bed and collapsed on it.
He woke up again, but this time on his bed. He didn't remember crawling there, he was grateful, however, for the small comfort it offered in his state. His stomach was better, but his head was spinning. There was a knock on his door and he managed to call out a soft 'enter' to whoever was behind the door.
"Lucius, are you coming to dinner?" Severus stepped in. When he spotted the other man on the bed, he approached him. "You look awful. Are you all right?" he was as calm and collected as ever. Lucius smirked internally at how nothing ever fazed the man.
"Obviously not," he grunted out.
"What are your symptoms?" he got down to business right away.
"I threw up earlier and now I'm very dizzy," Lucius revealed. It was a pain to even say so much. With the fuzziness in his head he found forming words rather difficult.
"I'll run some diagnostics on you," he said, taking out his wand.
"I didn't know you were so good at mediwizardry," the blond man told him, while he watched his old friend work.
"Yes, I didn't have much opportunity to show it off to you before," he was rather distracted by the many colours that appeared over the man as he mentally concentrated on the spells. Lucius always admired how proficient the man was at silent casting. "Well, I'm afraid you will have to reveal your heritage to Potter."
"Why? I doubt he would appreciate it," he frowned.
"You're pregnant, Lucius."
He just looked at the other man with disbelief in his eyes at the revelation.
"You knew that you are able to carry out children, Lucius. Why didn't you take precautions?" Severus was clearly annoyed. He probably though Lucius irresponsible for his condition at such times.
"Stop nagging Severus and give me something." He was also getting annoyed. It was much more important for him to feel better as soon as possible, than hear his friend nag about the cause.
"You are able to loose your cool after all," he smirked. "I'll be right back with a potion."
Wonder what your lord will say now, Lucius. I doubt he'll embrace you with happiness.
Lucius had to admit the voice was right. Why hadn't he taken precautions? Because the thought of carrying children for Lord Potter filled him with happiness. So he left it for the Gods to decide. If they granted him a child, like in his dreams, then he would be overjoyed. Of course he knew his ability and a part of him always wanted to know what it felt like, just once. When Narcissa was having problems conceiving, he thought of getting pregnant himself. However, finding a man to have a child with would have been a problem. Therefore once she managed to have Draco, he dismissed the idea. His secret dream came true after all. He silently thanked the Gods for it.
Where is Severus with that potion?
The door opened again and the much awaited man stepped in with a blue vial. He went to the bed and just stood there, looking down.
"Are you going to sit up today, Lucius?" he said, loosing his patience.
It was his time to smirk as he slowly sat up. He was handed the potion and quickly swallowed it down. He was surprised by the neutral-tasting liquid and looked at the other man, wondering.
"Yes, it tastes like water. The potion is specifically for the early signs of pregnancy and it wouldn't do much good if it was brought back up right away. I had it under a stasis spell. Hermione was pregnant six months ago, but lost the child in the first trimester," he revealed.
"I'm sorry, Severus," Lucius offered as he put the empty bottle down onto the nightstand.
"It was Remus'. The child inherited too much of his werewolf traits to stay alive," Lucius still knew that his friend was hurt by the event, in spite of his words. He knew that the proud man would not seek comfort from him even if they had known each other since the younger's first year at Hogwarts.
"Thank you for the potion. I'm feeling much better," he said instead.
"When are you telling Potter?"
"When the time is right," he did not want to give a specific answer yet.
"Have it your way. But if you keep it a secret for too long, he will not be pleased. If you are feeling up to it, you'd better come down to dinner," he proposed.
Lucius got out of his bed slowly and was pleased to find that he felt way better.
"I will. However, I'll need to grab a quick shower first."
"Then I'll be on my way. I have five more bottles of the potion. You will probably need to take one every morning. I'll brew more tomorrow," and with those words Severus left, his robes billowing after him as was his custom.
Lucius watched him; still wondering how many times Severus must have practiced that move. He shrugged and quickly made his way to the bathroom, discarding his clothes on the way. He would tidy up later.
* * *
The next month passed in a routine for Lucius. He would get up in the morning, take his potion and then visit his son, going again before retiring for the night. Draco was asleep most of the time, his body healing slowly. His magical levels were down as well, making the process take longer. His mind was still trapped in a nightmare and he only let Kathleen near him. She did have a calming aura about her and he seemed to trust the Irish witch. The few times he was awake when Lucius visited, he was scared of the man. However, if Kathleen was also there, he would be much calmer.
The other Irish person in the house was still annoying him, however. Finnigan seemed to accept his position as a bedmate of the great Harry Potter and spent almost every night with him. Whenever he passed Lucius in the halls, or just bumped into him somewhere in the house, he would smirk triumphantly. Lord Potter touched Lucius only a few times after the library incident, but never in a bedroom. They would do it after practice in that room, or wherever His Master felt like it. It was always a quick and brutal affair; he used Lucius for his own pleasure, not caring about the other man. Lucius wasn't worried about the treatment harming his baby. His heritage provided him with a strong constitution and nothing short of a near death experience would cause it to give up the young one.
He longed for the times when he would wake up with the dark-haired wizard, emerald eyes sparkling for a few seconds in the morning. He missed that man a lot and often daydreamed about him before falling asleep, alone.
Daphne didn't take much part in the life of the house. She would spend most of her time in the library, reading. She only made herself useful in case she was specifically asked. However, Lucius found out that that was not all she was doing after he spotted her coming out of Draco's room one day. She revealed that she often stayed with the boy during the day, talking to him about happier time in Hogwarts. She would sometimes get a reaction out of him, but that was only a blink of an eye and he would be back behind the shields of his mind. Lucius was glad that someone else was trying to bring his son back.
He had not told Lord Potter about his pregnancy yet and Severus had taken to bothering him about it at every opportunity. It was rather annoying, but Lucius put up with it. He knew he was right, but he just never felt like it was the right time for such an announcement.
The war was escalating, of that he was sure. There were often people coming and going, the meetings getting more frequent. Lord Potter even told him after one of their training sessions that he would be allowed to fight once the time arrived. Lucius was glad, but also afraid for his child, even though it was so hard for him to miscarry. However, he was confident in his magical ability that he would prevail in battle.
In the light of all this, he was not surprised when one day, in the middle of the night he was rudely awakened by His Lord.
"Lucius, wake up! The Ministry is under attack and Voldemort is reportedly there. It's time to fight!" and with those words he was out the door.
Lucius jumped out of his bed and hurried to his closet. It was time for his dragonhide battle robes.
To be continued...
- 13
- 14
- 15
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