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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
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Chapter 16: Brave New World
Lucius woke at the feeling of someone moving next to him. Part of him didn't want to move as he was too comfortable. He reluctantly opened his eyes and once he could see who was actually moving next to him, all the events of last night came back to him. The Ministry, the leaders of the Wizarding World dead, and it was just too overwhelming. So he blinked and focused on His Master moving in his sleep next to him. Suddenly, Lord Potter's eyes sprang open and looked wildly around him. He did not sit up, but followed the wing still draped over him to its source.
"Lucius," he said, his voice a bit hoarse.
The blond man smiled at him. He so badly wanted to kiss the younger one and make love to him. He needed to restrain himself and just waited to see what His Lord would want.
"What happened? I remember Voldemort disintegrating, but what then?"
"I carried you out of there, told the people that he was dead and you were tired and brought you home," he summarised.
"What happened to everyone else?" he seemed worried.
"I'm not sure. They started arresting the Death Eaters as I left," Lucius realised that perhaps he should have gathered more information, but he just needed to make sure that the father of his child would be all right.
"I guess I'll find out soon enough," he shrugged. "Now, tell me why you have wings," he arched an eyebrow, clearly displeased.
"I'm sorry My Lord for not telling you sooner. I'm an elf, the same as Daphne," he said, a bit afraid of what His Lord would do to him for keeping the secret. He was happy though about the fact that he still had his wing draped over them and Potter didn't seem to mind.
"Does anyone know?" there was no emotion in his voice and Lucius was a bit scared because of that.
"Not until yesterday. Draco knows, but he inherited it, so of course he had to know. But I glamoured him as soon as he was born. My father also knew while he was alive, since he married a full elf. However, I only ever told Severus. Not even Voldemort knew," he hoped that he would not be too displeased with him.
"What happened to your mother?" for now, he seemed curious.
"She died shortly after I was born. My father brought me up alone."
"The wings?"
"Ah, yes. Well, in full form elves do have wings. Daphne also has them, but we can retract them. They wouldn't be very convenient."
"You helped me defeat Voldemort," he changed the subject and Lucius was startled a bit. "What do you want in return?"
"You are offering me a reward?" he was amazed. He was not going to be punished for keeping his secret, in stead he would be getting something.
"Yes," Lord Potter confirmed. "I can give you your freedom back. You could return to the Manor with your son and live your life almost like you did before."
Lucius was torn. A part of him was screaming for him to take the opportunity. However, the other part of him, the one that was drawn to the man next to him, the one that was only concerned for the baby, wanted nothing else than to stay where he was.
"I want to stay with you. Any way that I can, I want to stay here," he let his heart speak for once in his life. He felt more vulnerable than ever. He was also more than a little bit scared. However, he needed to take a risk.
Lord Potter looked at him with surprise in his eyes. He had avoided looking at Lucius, but as they gazed into each other's eyes, he could not tear it away from the startling silver blue. His right hand came up and caressed the elf's cheek. Lucius resisted the urge to just hold him tighter and enjoy the feeling.
"You can stay even if you are not my slave," he said, startling even himself a little bit. Then he scooted closer to the blond man and their lips meet. Lucius felt the electricity run through him and as the kiss was deepened, he realised he would not be able to stop. He didn't need to. Harry seemed to urge him through their love-making as passionately as Lucius wanted it to be. He felt the happiest he had ever been and hoped they would go forward from there.
Once Lucius had the best orgasm he ever had, he just embraced the young man who almost fell on him. He was on his back, his wings spread around him and Lord Potter lay between his raised thighs, his head resting on his chest. The elf never wanted to move again. They both fell asleep again like that.
* * *
When Lucius woke again, he was alone. What happened before seemed like a beautiful dream and if it wasn't for the slight sting in his ass, he would have believed so. He was all cleaned up and there was a sheet over him. He was disappointed that he didn't wake up the way he went to sleep, but he supposed His Lord had matters to attend to. Looking around, he found one of his regular day robes draped over a chair and he quickly dressed after retracting his wings. He picked up his wand from the night stand where he placed it after casting a stretching charm on himself the last time he was awake and checked what time it was with a tempus spell.
8 o'clock in the morning.
The spell was utterly useless in that he had no idea what day it was. How long had he slept? He decided to explore the house to see what happened after Voldemort's demise.
He was a bit nervous about leaving the room, but he suddenly had the urge to check up on his son. He stepped out onto an empty corridor and hastened to Draco's room. He slowly opened the door as most quick movements startled the boy and found that he was sleeping. He approached him and watched as his chest rose and fell. He hoped that soon his son would regain some of his former self. Then he could tell him about the little one. At that moment Lucius realised that all he wanted was to live a quiet life with his family and that would include Harry as well. Family had always been important for him and with being pregnant, it was more so.
He left his son as he knew the boy was still not ready to see him. In stead, he headed down to see if anyone was around. He did find them, sitting around the table having breakfast of all things, just as it was normal. The only difference he could feel was that the mood was lighter. Just as he entered the room, Granger was speaking about her plans to move out and find a nice place for her, Remus and Severus. When they noticed the newcomer, she quieted. Harry looked up at him and their eyes meet. He just simply gestured to the unoccupied chair on his left.
Still not the right.
Lucius sat down and busied himself with putting food onto his plate. He was glad to note that Daphne, Kathleen and Melinda were all seated at the table as well, along with Granger's trio and didn't sport any obvious injuries. They all survived the battle without coming into too much harm.
"Where are your wings, Lucius?" Lord Potter spoke up. He did not say 'good morning', but he did with his eyes.
"It's much comfortable to wear clothes without them, My Lord," he said. He wasn't sure about how to address the man, but since his bond had not been officially cancelled, he was still his Lord.
"I suppose. Anyway, since last night you couldn't tell me who lived and who died, I will do so for you now. Mostly it was Aurors and Ministry workers, not many from our crowd. Among those who would interest you I can only name Seamus," he informed the blond man.
Lucius resisted the urge to smile, stand up and dance around with joy at hearing about the demise of his rival. He had to get the gory details from Severus later on.
"The whole Wizengemont, all the ministers and the Minister for Magic are gone as well. I'm afraid the Wizarding World is left without a leader right now," Master Potter went on, clearly displeased. "The Prophet calls for me to step up and lead. Though I really don't want to, but I will have to in order to keep some idiot from taking over and making a mess of things," he said and didn't seem very happy about the turn of events.
"Then you decided to take up the mantle after all?" Granger said, clearly surprised. "I thought you weren't sure about it an hour ago."
"Hermione, I thought it over. Of course I will need your advice, in fact, I will need all of you to be with me on this," he spoke as he looked around. "There is no telling who would take over if it wasn't me. I'll rebuild the Ministry and the Wizengemont, then organise elections and step down," he explained. "Just a temporary thing, I can assure you."
"I suppose you are right, Harry," she conceded. "I will be right beside you of course. Maybe we could make things even better than they were." She started to sound enthusiastic about it. Lucius was sure that upon the first opportunity she will be in the library pouring over documents dealing with organising a government and such.
"I will have to announce it today. I'm just not sure how to go about it," the Lord seemed to mull it over.
"I have a suggestion, My Lord," Lucius spoke up. A part of him was excited. He knew Harry could do a lot of good for the Wizarding World, not just slay Voldemort. "We could go to Diagon Alley. The last time Voldemort was defeated, the Alley was flooded with people celebrating for days. There you could announce your decision."
"Great idea, Lucius! We will go after we finish breakfast and dress for the occasion," His Master enthused.
Lucius was proud of himself. Lord Potter liked his idea!
Twirl a lock of hair around your finger, Lucius.
Once the last crumb was eaten, they did as planned. Lord Potter even asked Lucius to help select the best robes for his big speech and the elf gladly dressed His Master. In the end Harry wore regal deep red robes with gold trimmings to remind people of him being a Gryffindor and therefore associated with everything good. He wore no trousers, so that people would not see his Muggle upbringing in him. They did not need the people who agreed with some of the anti-Muggle ideas of Voldemort to think that the era of Mugglisation was upon them. They needed to know that the Wizarding World would remain that and Harry Potter would be the best wizard for the job. Once they were done, Lucius gazed at the Lord and was impressed by how mature and powerful he looked. He smiled and Harry smiled back at him. He stepped closer to the blond man and slipped his arms around his neck. What followed was one of the sweetest kisses they ever shared.
A new era dawns. Perhaps, one with Harry.
Dream on, Lucius.
I'm happy.
Not for long, Lucius.
SHUT UP!
In an hour, Harry Potter stood on the steps of Gringotts in front of many wizards and witches, along with members of the press who were there to write about the celebrations. He announced his plans to temporarily be the Regent of England, a title that Granger provided and assured him had been used in the past. He spoke about how he would rebuild everything and how their World would be even better than it ever was. He said that those who died had not been lost in vain. He was heralding in Utopia and Lucius was filled with pride as he watched the beautiful man from the crowd. They all cheered him, the press was ecstatic and they all thought the day would be etched in history as one of the greatest ones of all times.
You forget, Lucius. Utopia seems to be perfect, but it fails when coming across humanity.
The End - for now
End Notes: Sorry about not having an explicit sex scene, but it was just too intimate. I couldn't bring myself to intrude on their privacy like that. Yeah, I know. They feel alive and detached from me. I often feel like I'm making a documentary and just writing down what is happening before me. Is that weird?
I have decided to end it here for now. I do want to write a sequel for it, but it would be a difficult thing to write and some people may not like where it would go. For any of you out there who know what I'm talking about, I'm not planning for it to be a complete anti-utopia, but to go there for a while and then give you a positive resolution, unlike anti-utopias. My heart would not be in it.
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