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 18: Fudge must pay
Pairings: James/Lucius
Rating: Kneazle
Disclaimer: The
characters of Harry Potter are not mine; they are the property of JK Rowling
and Warner Bros. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
W A R N I N G: This is about male pregnancy (possibly) and male/male
relationships. I’m letting you know now what the relationships WILL
contain. So, if you are AGAINST such pairings, please find something
else more to your liking, you have been WARNED.
Flames will be ignored.
Notes: Oh, my gosh! It’s been quite some time since I’ve last updated
and I apologize for such a long wait. I’ve been working on Family and beta-reading as well as working on my yahoo group. I’m
accepting members if any one is interested in joining. And let’s not forget
real life. But I ask that you (my fantastic and faituful
readers) be patient with me. I will do my best to not take as long to post the
next chapter. Well, enough of my endless chatter. Enjoy!
Beta-read by: Jadwiga. Thanks hon!
You’re the best. Any mistakes after she has done her work are mine.
Summary:
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?
Special thank you to: Slytherin_vs_Gryffindor yahoo group, Merrymow, ladtiya, Lively48, 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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Darkness.
It was dark. It was very dark and yet, it was also warm and
quiet. No one could bother him here in this happy
peaceful place. The Dementors must have left
his cell to go off and torment some other poor soul.
Sirius stretched out in his bed, rubbing
his head on the feather soft pillow.
Wait-a-minute! When did I acquire a bed? Sirius asked himself
as he opened his eyes to assess where he was.
“Good morning, Siri.”
That voice! He recognized that voice. The silky gentle tone
traveled along his body, teasing all his nerve endings. Sirius stared into the
darkest pair of eyes that had haunted his dreams.
“Sev…Severus?”
Black,
luxurious long hair danced back and forth in affirmation.
“I must be dreaming. You look
so stunning even
after all these years. I’ve aged terribly and look horrid.”
“I’ve glad that I still appeal to you, Siri, but like most
soul bond mates, once the separated pair is
reunited they are restored to the age they were originally at the time of
separation. So, in actuality we’re thirty-five years of age. However, we appear
to be in our mid-twenties. You should see James and Lucius.”
Sirius gawked at his husband—his young handsome husband.
Then another thought came to him.
“Where are the kids? I want to see them.” His kids must be big. The last Sirius saw the twins were
when they were twelve months old. Would they even remember him? He doubt it,
they were too little.
“They’re in their respective houses, but there is something
I must tell you first before I take you to see them.”
Sitting up higher in the bed, Sirius took his lover’s smooth
hands into his own, giving Severus encouragement.
“When you were arrested, Dumbledore did everything that he
could think of for you to remain here at the
castle. Lucius tried as well to no avail. Fudge was hell bent on making sure
you never saw the light of day—ever. Your being in Azkaban,
accused of crimes you didn’t commit, gave the Ministry of Magic free reign to seize our joint
accounts as well as
Regulus’ accounts.
“The stress of taking care of the twins by myself, as
well as keeping the Ministry off my back because of my involvement with
You-Know-Who was too much for me to handle on my own so
that I lost them.”
Severus bowed his head to keep his composure, but it was difficult for
him for he had never been
able to express his emotions properly.
Yet, he knew that he could let his guard down in front of his spouse.
“Lost who, love?” Sirius asked with such tenderness that
Severus gave a heartfelt sigh and sniffled.
Looking back into grey eyes the Potion master replied, “I
was five months pregnant with another set of twins. Poppy told that idiot Fudge
what would happen if he took you away from me. He was the reason why. He bloody
well knew that I was pregnant and he still sent you to Azkaban.”
Severus was near hysterics. “Fudge killed our unborn
children!”
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For the days following Sirius Black’s capture by Octavious
Snape, Hogwarts had been in a state of absolute pandemonium.
Howlers by the dozen dropped in every day at Dumbledore’s place setting in the
Great Hall from concerned parents and citizens.
Along with howlers for Remus as his lycanthropy was now known. Even worse, howlers were sent to Severus for the mere
fact that he was married to a murderer, which didn’t please You-Know-Who. His Dark mark burned constantly until the Headmaster had
to put a binding spell over the hideous tattoo after Severus had passed out
during one of his lectures.
On the third day, Fudge came calling with Dementors and
Aurors after reassuring the wizarding community that Black would get Kissed, but he stated that
would not happen if his office were inundated
with people and owls.
So, here was Fudge standing in the middle of the Headmaster’s
bi-level office with his Aurors, seeing as the Dementors were no longer
permitted to roam Hogwarts grounds after nearly killing Harry during a Quidditch match in the
first term. Also along with the Minister of Magic were
Severus Snape, Lucius Malfoy, Calhoun (Malfoy’s lawyer), the Deputy
Headmistress, and the convict, Sirius Black.
Fudge had to do a double take of Black and Snape. Both
wizards were radiating (as what Fudge could only describe as) fire.
For starters, Snape no longer looked used and washed-out.
Beautiful long black hair bounced whenever he moved his head. He smiled briefly
at something Black whispered in his ear showing sparking blinding pearly white
teeth. His skin glowed as if he was touched by the moon goddess, Artemis. Snape
glanced momentarily at the Minister and the Aurors and they all had the same
reaction, they gasped. Obsidian orbs trapped them within their inky depths.
Whatever spell Snape cast their way was shattered as he focused back on his
husband.
Just like Snape, Sirius was a beauty of heavenliness. Surely
his prolonged stay in Azkaban would have
withered his aristocratic good looks but no. Black was stunning in his rich
flowing robes as he stood proudly next to Snape,
carding his hand through curly raven locks. He
must have said something indecent as Snape’s cheeks were dusted a pretty rose.
Even Lucius Malfoy was a sight to behold. White-blond hair
hung neatly off his shoulders, his eyes a dazzling silver-bluish color. Did
they always standout? No, it must be the lighting in Dumbledore’s office. No
one’s eyes could be that captivating, but they were.
Something’s not right. What the devil is going on?
Fudge pondered,
wanting to get to the bottom of this.
The Minister found it very hard to concentrate on what the Headmaster
was saying; his eyes
kept wandering back to Snape and Black, and on occasion, Malfoy.
Lucius sneered when he caught Fudge’s wandering eyes. The man coughed but didn’t dare look
Malfoy’s way for some time.
“…so you see, Cornelius, this will no doubt have negative
repercussions,” Dumbledore finished.
He didn’t quite understand what was said, so Fudge just went
for his usual response, “You can’t be serious?!”
“No, I’m Sirius. He’s Albus.” Muffled giggles broke out
around the office but Fudge didn’t find Sirius’
little snide comment humorous in the least.
“What Headmaster Dumbledore is trying to say is that you,
personally I might add, prosecuted a wizard without due process or a trial for
the murders of 13 Muggles, James Potter-Malfoy and Lily Evans. On top of that,
you lied to the Wiszengamot about Harry being safer with Miss Evan’s sister
then with his own father, when in fact he was not,” Calhoun stated as a matter
of fact but was just getting started. Pulling out a stack of legal parchments he then handed them over to Fudge.
“What’s this?”
“You, Cornelius Fudge, are hereby served to appear in court
as stated. You are being sued by the Malfoy and Black families for child
endangerment, wrongful imprisonment, personal pain and suffering and anything
else I can string your arse up on.”
Needless to say, Dumbledore and Minerva were quite impressed with the young wizard.
“You can’t talk to me like I’m some commoner! I’m the
Minister of Magic! How dare you!”
“No, Fudge, how dare you take away a child barely one year
old from his father and place him with people who didn’t know one damn thing
about rearing wizard! How dare you send an innocent man to prison without
hearing all the facts! How dare you cause undo suffering to both of these
families!
“And don’t tell me that you were doing it for the greater
good. You weren’t thinking about Harry or Severus. They were the ones who
suffered the most out of all this! You’re just about as bad as Voldemort. At least that manic has an excuse—you
don’t. My clients and I will see you in court. Good-day,
Minister.”
Calhoun wound up the end of his tirade by
dismissing Fudge as if he were a wayward child. The Minister sputtered
disbelievingly.
“Albus, you are not condoning such
misguided actions?”
“I did warn you, Cornelius, that you were making a grave
mistake by removing young Harry from his father’s care, and I also warned you
to allow Sirius to remain here at Hogwarts under my supervision, but you did
not, and as a result
Harry has been subjected to physical, emotional, and verbal abuse. Mr. Black’s mind has been literally
raped by the Dementors.
“His abrupt incarceration led to the miscarriage of his husband’s second pregnancy. It has been
documented by Madame Pomfrey, that you were informed that by removing Sirius
from his soul mate, it
would result in Severus losing their child.” Dumbledore paused to peer at Fudge over
his half-moon glasses with an all-knowing eye. “Need I go on, Cornelius?”
Fudge sighed in defeat. The Aurors behind him could only
gape at the man in charge of the Wizarding Law Enforcement. Was this someone
they wanted over the welfare of the people? Just listening to Headmaster
Dumbledore and the attorney, the answer would be no. The British wizarding
community did not need somebody
like Fudge in office. They already had a madman running
about, they didn’t need two!
So, with that in mind, the Aurors gently escorted a protesting Fudge from the school along with the Dementors.
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A week later, the preliminary hearing was held. Calhoun had
advised Lucius to keep James at home. His spouse was their trump card and
Calhoun wasn’t going to show his hand just yet. He also advised Sirius to stay
at home, since he was still considered a convicted murderer. It was for the
best.
With Albus and Poppy’s
testimonies, it should be enough to go to trial and get Fudge thrown out of
office.
By the end of the preliminary,
Fudge stormed out of the court arena. The Judge could not deny what was presented as actual or not could he dismiss the allegations that were entered to him and the Wizengamot.
A court date was scheduled for next month.
The Malfoys and the Blacks
couldn’t be any happier.
oOoOoOo
Currently, James was in the kitchen of his new home making
dinner when Lucius and Lucien arrived. His father-in-law had been out it for a
while. The man looked dreadful; James had never seen Lucien this unkempt. Apparently,
Octavious had knocked Lucien upside the head with one of
the Headmaster’s freestanding doodads.
The Potions master hit his friend so hard that
Lucien was unconscious for a few days, but the older Slytherin
wouldn’t have it any other way.
None of them told Lucius of the real reason why Octiavious had struck his father—that would open a whole another can of
worms. And they knew without a doubt that Lucius would hunt Narcissa down and
kill her for what she had done to his son.
Dumbledore did spin a lovely story that Narcissa was there
at the school and she had wanted to see Draco, but Lucien had intervened and they
had gone for each other’s throats. The main
point was that Octavious did what he had to do to keep Lucien from casting that
Unforgivable.
“Hello, James,” Lucien greeted weakly, amazed that the young
man before him was cooking. “You know, we do have house elves to do that sort
of thing.”
“Hi! And yes, I know, but I needed to do something, I hope
you don’t mind,” James said pulling a tray of dinner rolls out from the stove. The former Gryffindor always went to the kitchen when he was
bothered by something and couldn’t simply rest. And cooking was the best
therapy for him.
Standing behind his husband, ignoring his father, Lucius
leaned in to whisper in James’ ear. “I do hope you have enough.” Then he
reached around to lift one of the lids revealing a rich red sauce bubbling
merrily away in an extremely large stockpot.
Looking back over his shoulder, James asked, “Um… that
depends on how many people I should expect. Last I checked, only you, Lucien and I were having dinner together, but I have
enough for at least ten. Why?” James said as he chopped onions then garlic
along with celery and
a variety of bell peppers.
Lucien watched his son-in-law with rapt interest as he gracefully moved around the kitchen
with ease. Never before had he seen someone work with such
finesse and style—even the house elves were clumsy at preparing the food
with the use of magic no less. But James was all hands on—no magic whatsoever.
“Sirius and Severus will be joining us.”
James stopped his chopping and placed his cutting knife next
to his work board. Tears gathered in his eyes.
“Are they okay?” he asked, wiping
the water from his eyes with the back of his hand.
Instantly, Lucius was by his
side and wrapped his arms around his lover. “Shh, there’s no need to cry, love,” he soothed. His father had taken his leave to give them privacy.
“I’m crying because the onions are strong.”
Pulling away from his shorter spouse, Lucius blinked before
feeling the burning sting of the powerful bulb. Laughter rang out in the wide-open kitchen for the first time in over thirteen
years.
oOo TBC oOo
A/N: How is that? So, Calhoun got the ball rolling on Fudge.
Did you love how he took over and told Fudge off? Want to see what Calhoun does
to Fudge in the court? Well, to find out you need to stay tuned for the next
chapter.
Nemesis
oOoOo Teaser for Chapter 19 oOoOo
“I’ve decided that after the twins’ last year at Hogwarts, I’m resigning my
post.”
“Why, Severus?” James asked setting his cup down.
“Yes, Severus, tell us why?” Lucius was curious as well.
“I’m tired, Lucius. My cover as spy is now blown for the
mere fact that Voldemort found out about my marriage to Sirius, no thanks to
that Skeeter woman,” Severus explained.
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