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Of Purebloods and Wings	By : Sablesilverrain Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Lucius Views: 38882 -:- Recommendations : 4 -:- Currently Reading : 6
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Lucius took Harry’s hand as soon as they were out of the castle.

Harry looked at him with a cocked eyebrow.

Lucius simply smirked at him. “I want to. Allow me this.” He said.

“Alright.” Harry said, shrugging internally. He was getting rather used to holding the man’s hand, so it really wasn’t that much to ask.

They got to the portal, and Kilton was the first to notice their linked fingers. His normally bright smile increased by a few watts at the sight, and he led them into the village.

Lucius held Harry’s hand as Harry headed toward the pond, where Revyn was waiting for him.

“You have to let me go for my lesson. You can’t stay with me, you have to go to yours.” The brunet pointed out.

“I know.” Lucius said simply. When they got to Revyn, Lucius raised Harry’s hand to his lips and brushed a kiss over his knuckles, then eyed the Elf. “He’s claimed. Just so you know.” He said softly, his voice cool and collected.

Revyn grinned. “Not a problem. I’d assumed as much already. I’ll make sure he’s safe in your absence. See you!” He said, waving a hand toward Trystan’s house.

Lucius nodded once, then left Harry with the black-haired Elf.

Revyn pulled his hair back and tied it with a strip of leather. “Today, we’re going to work on turning water into ice.” He told Harry. “Ice is more of a weapon than water is, as you can more readily use it to damage someone.” He looked at Harry for a few moments, then nodded. “I assume I can trust you to use this knowledge responsibly? Things could get dangerous if you mess around with what I’m teaching you now.”

Harry nodded. “I promise I won’t try to hurt anyone with this that doesn’t try to hurt me first. But there is a Dark Lord after me, and I plan to use whatever weapons I have against him.” He told Revyn.

Revyn blinked at him. Twice. “I don’t think I want to know. Just be careful with the knowledge, yeah?” He asked with a smile.

Harry grinned back. “I will.”

Revyn nodded and pulled a bubble of water out of the pond, then formed it into a spear. “To freeze it, you need to cool the air around it. You do this by removing any humidity out of the air immediately surrounding the water you’re trying to freeze. That should super-cool it.” He demonstrated by freezing his spear into that shape, and it dropped into his hand.

Harry gaped at him.

“Don’t worry, this lesson will be the hardest to learn, and I’m prepared to give you as much time as you need.” He explained. “Start small. Try to make a dagger first.”

Harry got a small bubble of water out of the pond and held it in front of him. He formed it into a small dagger and concentrated on removing any water droplets in the air around it. It was a slow and painstaking process as he needed to identify the water droplets first, then move them out of the way, but he set to the task with focus he normally only showed in Defence class.

He’d learn how to do this if it was the last thing he did.

*****

Lucius wandered over to where Harry was still trying to make the handle of his dagger freeze. The blade was frozen, but it was slow going.

Harry glanced over at him. “Why are you out here?” He asked, splitting his focus.

Lucius sighed. “I accidentally upended Trystan’s table and blew him out of his chair and over the back of it. So he threw me out for the rest of the day.” The man replied heavily.

Revyn laughed. “Oh, to have been there and seen it! I’ve never seen that man look anything but calm and collected! I wish I could have seen his face when he went over the chair!”

Lucius snorted. “His face when the table went flying was pretty funny. He didn’t look too impressed with me, though. I have a feeling we’ll be conducting our next few lessons outside.”

Revyn snorted. “Alright, Harry, you’re doing good, but you need all your concentration for this! Focus! You,” He pointed at Lucius, “can stay if you can keep quiet and just watch. It actually might help a bit, since I get the feeling Harry’d like to show off for you.” He added with a grin.

Harry flushed, but focused on his dagger, freezing a bit of the handle.

Suddenly, Lucius hissed and his left arm twitched.

Harry’s concentration broke and the half-frozen dagger dropped to the ground.

Harry rushed over to him. “What, right now?!” He asked, slightly frantic.

Lucius nodded tightly. “Apparently.” He said, voice strained.

Harry looked over to where Draco was, and found that Severus was hurrying toward Kilton.

“We need to go.” He explained to Revyn. “We’ll explain tomorrow, but this is important. Sorry.” He grabbed onto Lucius and started dragging the man toward Kilton and the others.

“Harry, I can walk!” Lucius protested as he nearly tripped over Harry’s feet.

Harry let him go. “Sorry, just trying to get us there quicker.” He told the man.

Severus and Kilton spotted Harry and Lucius and the whole group headed toward the portal, Kilton leading them quicker than normal. “I expect an explanation for why it’s so important.” He was saying.

Draco nodded. “We’ll explain it, I promise.” He said.

Kilton opened the portal and the five of them stepped out. Severus and Lucius cast quick spells, changing their robes to Death Eater robes and taking shrunken masks out of their pockets, which they resized. Lucius put his on and looked at Severus, who was kissing Draco.

“I’ll see you later, Draco.” Severus said.

Lucius and Severus turned and headed for the boundary of the Forest, then Apparated away as soon as they had crossed the end of the Wards.

Kilton turned to Draco and Harry and crossed his arms over his chest. “Where did they just go?”

Draco was pale. “They went to the Dark Lord.” He whispered.

Kilton’s eyes widened. “Then why are we training them to use—“

“They’re spies.” Harry added. “For our side. They’re not loyal to him, but they have to come when he calls, or they’ll be killed.”

Kilton gulped. “Oh. Alright, then. I suppose I’ll see you tomorrow?”

Harry nodded. “We’ll be there. Come on, Draco.” He said gently. “We have to tell Dumbledore where they’ve gone.”

*****

Thankfully, the password hadn’t been changed in the last few weeks, so Harry was able to get them into Dumbledore’s office pretty easily.

Draco collapsed into one of the chairs as Harry took the other. “Sir, Lucius and Prince have been Called.” He told the man.

Dumbledore nodded. “I see. Well, I will wait for them to bring news, then. Both of you can go.” He said tiredly.

Draco and Harry left the office. Once they were back in the hall outside the office, Draco grabbed Harry’s arm. “I’m going to Severus’ rooms, so I’ll know when they get back, but you have no way of knowing when they get back safely. I don’t want you to worry, so…” He glanced around quickly, then pulled Harry close and whispered in his ear: “The password to Father’s rooms is ‘Lux Aeterna.’” He pulled away and shared a slight smile with Harry. “See you tomorrow.”

“See you.” Harry said in a distracted tone. He began to walk toward Gryffindor Tower, then stopped and licked his lips.

Draco had been right, he wouldn’t sleep without knowing Lucius was safe. He turned around and headed for the man’s rooms.

*****

Lucius sighed and opened the door to his rooms, walking in tiredly. He stopped in shock at the sight that greeted him.

Harry Potter was sitting in his favourite chair, face resting against the back, half-asleep.

“Harry?” He asked softly.

Harry’s eyes popped open and he smiled. “Oh, thank God, you’re back!”

Lucius frowned. “What are you doing here? How did you get in?” He asked, dumbfounded.

Harry flushed. “Oh, um… Draco gave me the password. So I’d know when you got back safe.” He explained.

Lucius smiled. “Ah. Did you almost fall asleep waiting for me?” He asked in mild amusement.

“Well, um…” Harry rubbed the back of his neck. “The room kind of smells like you. That chair especially. The scent kind of… Has a calming effect on me.”

“I see.” Lucius chuckled. He didn’t have the heart to tell the teen that the calming effect was Harry’s reaction to the pheromones whose main purpose was to make submissives more agreeable and pliable. Telling him that would only upset him, and since he couldn’t change the fact that the pheromones would affect him just like they would any other sub, there was little point in getting him riled up over it. “Well, I don’t see the harm in you knowing my password. We are courting. Just don’t go telling anyone else what it is. Feel free, however, to sneak in anytime you like. I won’t tell.” He purred.

Harry grinned at him. “I might have to take you up on that.” He answered, then his grin disappeared. “Are you alright? Did he hurt you at all?” He asked.

Lucius smiled tenderly, cupping Harry’s face and rubbing his thumb over the cheek. “No, Harry, I’m fine.” He answered. “And seeing you again has made my night. Come, I’ll walk you back to your dormitory, shall I?” He offered, holding out his arm.

Harry took it with a smile. “Yes, I suppose that would be good. I’m glad you’re okay.” He inhaled deeply, smelling hot cinnamon all over Lucius. “Your potion wore off.” He murmured as they left the room.

Lucius chuckled. “Yes, it has. There’s very little point in taking another right now.” He breathed deeply and smiled. “Yours wore off some time ago, as well.”

Harry reached into his pocket to pull out another vial, but Lucius stopped him.

“Don’t. I’d like to smell you, for a little while. I can restrain myself for a short time.”

Harry left the vial in his pocket and bit his lip. “If you’re sure…”

Lucius stopped and took Harry’s face in his hands. “I am. You smell delicious.” He breathed, tracing over Harry’s bottom lip with his thumb. “I wonder if you taste as good as you smell. I wonder if my dreams did you justice.” He shook his head and turned away from Harry, tucking Harry’s hand back in the crook of his arm. “I suppose I will just have to wait and see when I’m allowed to.”

Harry bit back the whine of denial that threatened to escape. He wanted the kiss Lucius had just teased him with, then taken away. The smell of the man was driving him to distraction, and now he knew why Severus had made sure he’d known how to brew the dampening potion well enough to keep himself stocked with the elixir.

Those pheromones were a heady, dangerous thing when unchecked. He was lucky Lucius had enough self-control to keep the courtship in mind, because Harry very nearly didn’t.

Lucius stopped at the Fat Lady’s portrait and leaned in to nuzzle at Harry’s neck, breathing deeply. “Mm, I do love your scent. Oh, and Dumbledore wanted me to tell you he’s set up the Press Conference for you. It will be Sunday at ten AM. I will be there with you, as I promised.” He pressed a kiss to Harry’s pulse point. “I’ll see you tomorrow, Harry.” He purred, then left.

The Fat Lady let out a big breath. “Whoo! That Lucius is certainly into you, young man!”

Harry flushed and gave her the password, climbing in and heading up to his dormitory.

*****

Draco sat next to Harry and loaded his plate with eggs and bacon and toast. “So,” He ate a bite of eggs, eyeing Harry intently.

Harry flushed. “What?” He asked, feigning nonchalance.

Draco grinned. “What happened last night?” He pressed.

“We almost kissed.” Harry whispered to Draco. “His potion had worn off by the time he came back, and so had mine, and our scents kind of…” He waved his hand in a vague motion.

“Drew you toward each other?” Draco asked with a grin.

Harry nodded. “Something like that.” He confirmed.

“Good.” Draco said happily.

Harry’s mouth dropped open. “Good?!” He hissed. “We almost broke the rules!” He reminded the blond.

Draco nodded. “Yes, I know. Not good about that, of course, but it’s good that the two of you are compatible. If your scents are that big a draw, that should mean you’ll suit in other ways, as well.”

Harry sighed. “I suppose that’s true.” He allowed.

“And if you’re already being drawn toward each other, things look very good for your future. The two of you are at least compatible physically and physiologically.” Draco said sensibly. “That’s a good start. Spending more time together will strengthen that.”

“I guess you’re right.” Harry agreed.

Draco snickered. “And soon enough you’ll be past this silly no-kissing rule. All you need to do is wait it out.” He advised.

“I really want to kiss him.” Harry admitted quietly. “His lips look really soft and—“

“Alright, I don’t need to hear this!” Draco said sharply, covering his ears. “That’s enough, I get the picture!”

Harry grinned. “I’m just saying—“

Draco covered his mouth. “I hear what you’re saying, but keep in mind, you’re sexualizing my father!” He reminded Harry. “My father, who has no sex drive, mind you!”

Harry gaped at him. “Excuse you! I’m not sexualizing anybody! I’m just saying his lips look soft!” He repeated.

Draco arched a brow at him. “That’s the first step. First it’s his lips, then it’s his chest, then his arse. You’ll be looking at him like a piece of arse before you know it.”

Harry chuckled. “Trust me, we’re in more danger of him looking at me that way. But I’m going to give him the benefit of the doubt for as long as possible.”

“Well, I’m glad to hear it! Just don’t give me any details on anything you do with him, think about him, or otherwise… Well, you know what I don’t want to hear, please kindly bear it in mind when you speak to me, yeah?” Draco asked, smiling winningly. “If you can do that, we’ll continue to get along just fine!”

Harry sighed and shook his head. “You are aware that your father is still a hot-blooded male, right?” He asked in an undertone.

Draco shook his head. “Nope. He’s my father. Fathers don’t have sex. End of.” He said resolutely.

Hermione heard the last comment from Harry’s other side and sighed—loudly.

“Mal—Draco.” She corrected herself. “Your father, much like your mother, had to have sex to create you. Your very existence proves that the two of them had a sex life, and I’m sure you know that it continued to thrive even after you were conceived and subsequently born.” She informed him evenly. “The best you can hope for is that Harry will respect your wishes in regards to hearing about their sex life, and in return, I’m sure Harry would appreciate it if you never shared details of your sex life with Professor Prince. Are we in agreement on keeping clear of those two topics between the two of you?”

Draco made a face, but nodded. “Fine. Just don’t talk about it around me.”

Harry smiled. “Deal, if you keep you and Prince’s stories to yourself.”
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