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 15: Black sheep
Pairings: James/Lucius
Rating: Kneazle
Disclaimer: I don’t own any
characters from the Harry Potter Universe they belong to JK Rowling and Warner
Bros. Nor do I make any money from the writing of this story.
W A R N I N G: This is about male
pregnancy and male/male relationships. Not your cup of tea? Please, hit the
back key.
Beta-read by: Jadwiga. Thanks hon! You’re the best. Any mistakes after she has
done her work are mine.
Summary: Slash:AU:OOC:mpreg: Twenty-one year James Potter finds himself in a
precarious situation after he split with his boyfriend. Only his friends and
family knows about it, but what happens when his ex-lover comes back?
Notes:
I would like to thank Mitts for stepping in to beta-read while Jadwiga is
recovering from being sick.
Special thank you to: Slytherin_vs_Gryffindor yahoo group, Lien, hamie, Kat9jr, Rekay21, Ode to Gringotts, jay, and for those who read and didn’t review thank you for even taking the time read up to this chapter.
Enjoy!
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Draco silently entered the
Headmaster’s office behind his best friend’s grandfather. He could understand
why his godfather didn’t talk about his family. The man (Octavious Snape) was
like a block of ice—cold and distant.
Once inside the office, the first
person Draco saw was a tall slender blonde girl, with eyes similar to his. Next
he spotted the Minister of Magic, and then a frail old wizard. Lastly, there
was Professor McGonagall and the Headmaster. Professor Snape was lurking
somewhere off to his left. Just like Uncle Sev.
“Come-in. Come-in my boy. It’s
been a while since you last visited.”
“Uh, yes sir. I’m sorry for not
coming to visit with you earlier, but my studies are a priority. Um, if you
don’t mind me being so bold—why am I here, sir?”
“Well, Mr. Malfoy-”
“I am the reason,” the blonde cut
in.
Draco bristled at her rudeness,
and let her know as such. “If you
don’t mind, the Headmaster was addressing me.”
She was truly scandalized. “I—I…
well… I never!”
“And lady, you probably never will
either,” Draco shot back.
Somewhere in the background, Snape
snorted to keep from laughing and Minerva picked-up her tea cup (which was
extremely cold) to hid her smile. The Minister looked positively aghast, and
the old man was shocked as well.
But the snide comment was
Narcissa’s breaking point. She reached out as quick as lightening, and before
anyone realized what she had done, Draco pulled his wand to curse her. His
normally fair face was now sported a burning red handprint causing Dumbledore
to flip.
He jumped up out of his chair. “I
will not tolerate any type of abuse
of my students in this school or in my presence. Draco you may go. Please visit
Madame Pomfrey—you are excused from classes for the rest of the day.”
The door closed behind Draco with
a loud bang, and when it closed Dumbledore exploded.
“I see why Lucius forbid you from
seeing him! You are not fit to be anyone’s mother, you ungrateful witch!”
“How dare you try and lecture me
about if I am capable of being somebody’s mother!”
“And how dare you lay a hand on that
boy? As far as he’s concerned, James is his mother—”
“That Gryffindor whore is dead! He
will never ever hold claim over my son!”
“You lost that claim by stealing
another wizard’s bond-mate!” Dumbledore delivered, instantly shutting
Narcissa’s mouth.
A pregnant pause was left in the
wake of the two arguing. Then another rich smooth baritone chimed in.
“Azkaban should have taught you a
well learned lesson, Narcissa.”
All turned to the lithe blond
wizard, who was holding his walking stick. A murmured ‘thank Merlin,’ came from
behind Dumbledore.
Narcissa stiffened, closing her
fists tightly, drawing blood as her long sharp nails dug into her palms as she
stared into dark Quicksilver eyes.
“I was very surprised to say the
least when I was called away from a very important meeting by Professor Lupin
that you demanded to see Draco.”
The former Slyerthin gracefully
glided into the room, ice-blue spheres belying the violent action that would
take place. All inside the office barely breathed.
The older Malfoy continued in his
low casual voice but everyone knew he was waiting to unleash his anger upon the
dark haired blond, should she say anything
wrong.
“So tell me, my dear, why are you
here? My son paid you enough in alimony for the time you were married to him to
stay away from Draconius. And any
claims you think you are entitled to… you’re not.”
Narcissa gulped. If Lucien didn’t kill
her now, Lucius sure in hell would. She couldn’t open her mouth—she couldn’t
get air into her lungs—Narcissa was choking.
“I warned you to stay a way from
my son, you treacherous bitch. You have caused enough strife between Lucius and
me,” Lucien bellowed.
His magic crackled, and bolts of
lightening tore down the walls, exploding into the floor. Everyone took (or
tried to take) a step back. No one, not even Dumbledore, have seen Lucien this
raving mad.
The senior Malfoy unsheathed his
wand from his cane and aimed for Narcissa.
“If you believe in any higher
powers, you best pray to them now… Ava-” Green light slowly appeared at the tip
of his wand.
But Lucien fell at a dead heap on
the floor with Octavious standing over him, his wand drawn as well.
Unemotional onyx eyes, hatefully
stared into scared silver-blues.
“I just did you a flavor, Black.
You best believe I will collect your debt one day. Personally, had Fudge not
been standing there, I would have let him cast that Unforgivable, then I would
have helped him dispose of your body,” Octavious finished with a snarl.
Fudge decided he had the balls to
speak up. “I’m sorry, Albus, but I’m going to have to have him arrested for
attempting to cast an Unforgivable.”
Snape growled, startling them. “If
you so much as try to arrest Lucien,
Fudge, I will personally make sure that you won’t make it past lunch.”
“Are you threatening me?!” the
Minister barked.
“Oh, yes, very much so. As much as
I don’t like Black, he was at least good to keep my son happy, and you took
that away from Severus when you wrongly accused his husband of killing Potter,
Evans, and those Muggles and not to mention that worthless Pettigrew.
“Black may be a lot of things, but
a murderer he is not. But I digress from the situation at hand, Minister. If
any body needs to be arrested, arrest Narcissa.”
“What?” Both Narcissa and Fudge
screamed, while Dumbledore sat back behind his desk watching the events unfold
right before his twinkling azure eyes, with Minerva smiling into her fresh cup
of tea.
And Mr. Willowbrooke gaped at them
all—they were all crazy! Especially the wizard that was unconscious on the floor.
oOo TBC Oo
A/N: How was that? I bet all of
you thought that it was Lucius that show up, huh? Come on tell the truth,
because if you did then good—I wanted everyone to believe that it was Lucius
and not Lucien. So, what’s Narcissa playing at? And what’s going to happen to
Lucien since he did attempt to kill
Narcissa in front of Fudge. Don’t know? Well, stay tuned for the next chapter
to find out.
Nemesis
oOoOo Teaser for Chapter 16 oOoOo
“What the bloody hell for?”
Severus asked.
“We’ve missed some things in our
world, Sev. One being, Sirius has escaped Azkaban…”
“And the reason?” Severus asked
his friend.
“Hello, Severus.”
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