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Scars	By : KJmom827 Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Lucius Views: 20250 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Though I desperately want to, I do not climb onto the bed with Harry. Not only would my… affections not be received well at the moment, I wouldn't dare touch him without being able to ensure his pleasure as well.

I must inspect his wounds, but I want to make sure he isn't in any pain as I do so. I cast a numbing charm on him and lean over to get a closer look. He's fidgeting under my gaze and I realize that I'm making him uncomfortable.

"I'm truly sorry, Harry, but I just want to make sure that the salve I have on hand is going to be sufficient to heal these."

"I understand, it's not that. It's just that I haven't been this exposed in front of anyone but him since Hogwarts. It's just a little weird, that's all," I wonder if it's 'weird' in a good way, or a bad way, but I won't ask.

"Ok, well, what I have should do for now. I'll have Severus prepare something more adequate later. Can you apply it? I can help with your back, I can't imagine you'll be able to reach those properly," I curse my son for the fact that the first - and possibly only - time I touch Harry's bare skin will be to treat his wounds.

"Yeah, sure, and the curse?" This is the news that will not go over so well.

"I can remove it, but it will take some time. If it had been cast only a few days ago, I could remove it immediately. As it is, you've been under it's effects for several years. It will take treatment over the course of several weeks for you to regain full…use of your-"

"Ok, ok, I get it, several weeks before I can get a stiffy. I don't see how that will be easy, Lucius. Will you travel to the Burrow to treat me? You know I won't be able to come back here."

"You won't be leaving here until you are fully healed, Harry," I summon the salve from my rooms and hope it makes the journey without shattering.

"How do you suggest I do that? Trust me, you do not want the two of us under the same roof. Especially not now, now that I know I don't need him," The salve lands safely in my open palm and I unscrew the top.

"Sit up, Harry, I'll do your back and then leave you to finish. Draco will not be here. As soon as I'm finished here, I will be changing the wards surrounding the manor to deny him entry," He hisses as my hand comes in contact with his damaged back.

"Does that hurt? It shouldn't, you should be pleasantly numb to pain."

"Numb to pain, yes. Icy coldness? Not so much," I silently berate myself for my inconsideration. I warm the next dollop between my hands before applying it.

"Oh, that's better. Sorry, I didn't mean to complain, it was fine, really," It's almost like he's two different people. Flashes of the old Harry keep peeking out, but the new Harry tries to beat his true nature down.

"No, it was not. It is perfectly acceptable to let me know when you are not comfortable. I can tell it wasn't something Draco concerned himself with, but I will. Now, once we are finished here, I would like you to pack anything in this room that belongs to you. I will be moving you to another wing of the house. You can choose, of course, I would just rather have you out of here," I'm moving much slower than is necessary in applying the medicine to his shoulders and back, but these kind of things should be handled with care, right?

"Lucius, I'm grateful for your offer, but I cannot throw Draco out of his own home."

"You are not, I am. He is no longer welcome here and that is a fact that will not be changed by your presence," If I had to look at the boy now, or any time soon, I fear that I would end up in Azkaban for murder.

"Lucius-"

"Enough, Harry. I have decided, and you will not change my mind. If you will rest easier, I will firecall Severus and let him know that Draco will be without a home. He will not sleep on the streets, but he will not be allowed to harm you any longer," I need for Harry to know that he's safe with me. He needs to know that I will do anything to protect him, even disown my own son.

"Just so you know, it isn't me you are keeping out of harm's way. He used my love against me, and when he no longer had that, he took my manhood and waved it over my head. He used my body for his own pleasure without considering my needs or desires. He coerced me into staying with him and sleeping with him when I didn't want to. If I cross paths with him again, it isn't me that will end up in St. Mungo's."

It feels good to hear him come a little farther out of his shell. He sounds more like himself and I can't believe that my son would have ever wanted him to be different. I know there are still doubts and fears lingering below the surface of his bravado, but it bodes well that he is angry at the person who put him in this situation.

"You will hear no arguments from me, it's the least he deserves. I haven't decided yet whether to turn him in to the authorities, I am going to leave that up to you," Sadly, I've spent as much time rubbing his back as propriety will allow. I try to hand him the salve and step away from the bed, but he stops me.

"Would you mind… I mean… could you maybe do my chest too? I could do it myself, but it's nice to be touched without worrying about being hurt," His face is red and he's starring at the floor. I want to tilt his head up and make him look me in the eye, but what I want has no place here.

"Lean back, Harry. I can't reach you properly with you hunched over," He thought I would deny him, It's written all over his face in the form of wide eyes and a hanging jaw. He only allows me to see his surprise for a moment before he leans back on his hands presenting me with his chest. The cuts aren't as deep on his front and there aren't as many.

I steel myself for the nearly impossible task he has given me. Though he's been my son's plaything for several years, he hasn't let his quidditch toned body go. He isn't overly muscular, but his chest and abdomen are well defined. The contrast of my pale hands on his golden skin is striking.

I don't linger over his chest like I did his back, I don't think my sanity will remain intact if I do, "All done, now, you do your thighs, and I will tend to the wards. Once you are finished packing, join me in the study and we will discuss which room you will take."

"Yes, sir," I can't admonish him for calling me that when he's smirking so sexily. He doesn't wait for me to turn away before beginning to rub the salve into his thighs. I turn away and hastily exit the room.

I make quick but thorough work of adjusting the wards. Once I am satisfied that Draco will find no crack, I return to the Manor. I need to get in touch with Severus, but I will wait for at least an hour. I want to make sure that Draco has left and that I can speak to the man privately. My time with Harry has left me a little shaken, so I pour myself a generous glass of scotch.

"Would you mind if I had a glass? I could really use it right now," I'd imagine he could.

"Most certainly, I wasn't expecting you down so soon. Did you already gather your belongings?" I hand him the glass and he downs it quickly.

"Yeah, didn't have much, just some clothes," It's unbelievable to me that he's been here as long as he has and his only possessions are clothes. I will remedy that very soon.

"Very well. I was thinking that you should take the wing closest to me. You, of course, may override that decision, but it just seems most reasonable. With just the two of us here, there's no reason for us to be so far apart."

"No, Lucius, the wing closest to you was-"

"Narcissa's, yes, I'm aware. Still, I'd like for you to stay there if it's agreeable to you," I miss my wife, truly I do, but she is gone and I have lived in the past far too long.

"Yes, it's fine, I just don't want to encroach on her territory. I don't want to take something that belongs to her," I search his face for any double meaning, but, it seems as if he really is only referring to her rooms.

"Belonged, Harry. She is dead. I loved her dearly, but she is gone. Either way, she would not begrudge you use of her rooms. You did not know her well, but my wife was a very kind soul."

"I know. It would have taken someone pretty special to have earned your devotion and love," He's staring into his empty glass as he finishes, almost too quietly for me to hear, "She was a very lucky lady."

He doesn't give me a chance to respond, though I'm not sure what I might have said, "So, I'll take her rooms. I won't be a burden to you for long, Lucius. As soon as I'm healed and whole again, I'll move out. You and Draco should try to work past this. The two of you are family, and I don't want to be responsible for causing a rift between you."

"Draco has done the damage, Harry. You are only responsible for your own actions, and you have done nothing for which to feel guilty. You are welcome here for as long as you wish to stay. I'm rather fond of your company and I have missed that recently. I would not be opposed to the idea of you making this your permanent residence. However, we need not discuss that today. Let's get you settled in your rooms, and you can nap before dinner. I still need to contact Severus, and that's something I'd like to do in private."

He nods and stands, but he's looking at me curiously. Maybe I've revealed too much, but someone has to reach out to this boy. I'm not the most desirable person for the job, but I'm the only one available. I feel a little wretched for being happy that I'm the only person who can fully heal him. Maybe my son didn't learn his evil ways from the Dark Lord after all.
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