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Veela Mates	By : Slayer-of-Destiny Category: HP Canon Characters paired with Original Characters > Slash - Male/Male Views: 8265 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 6
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Chapter two

"Oh….good morning Henri," The soft voice had Harry's attention away from the stock market diagrams of the Daily Prophet and on the figure standing unsurely in the kitchen doorway.

"Lucian, good morning, how did you sleep?" Harry asked standing to hold the seat out beside him, seating a flushing Lucian again before settling into his own seat once more. He poured a cup of tea for Lucian before focussing all his attention on him.

"Very well zank you, zouh….Gabriella talks a leetle in er sleep. I zought she was talking to me at one point," Lucian admitted getting a laugh from Harry.

"Hm, I think I would take that over Ron snoring like a dragon all night," He said conspiratorially getting a chuckle from Lucian as he fixed his tea.

"Eez zat why you are up zo early?" Lucian asked settling comfortably into his seat giving Harry his attention now he had his tea ready. Harry was slightly distracted by what Lucian was wearing today. A tight pair of black dragon hide trousers with white markings in them, a black vest top with thin straps and a white jumper in a size too big that fell of one pale shoulder slightly.

"Hmm…oh no, I have always been an early riser, I have slept in the same room as Ron for nearly seven years now, I've become scarily used to it," Harry shuddered.

"So…do you av a girlfriend at Ogwarts?" Lucian tried to ask casually but Harry had to fight the happy smile from his face.

"No, I have not met anyone from Hogwarts that has caught my attention or been right for me," Harry said noting that Lucian looked relieved. He waited patiently to see what Lucian's response would be.

"People…people av been interested in me before…but zey av let me down or been looking vor zome fun. I…I am not….I do not…" Lucian clearly struggled for the right words to say, stopping and looking at Harry surprised when he placed his hand over Lucian's.

"I know that we have not known each other very long and that you don't know me. But I don't play with other peoples feelings and I wouldn't use someone's feelings to hurt them. I am very interested in you and if you will give me your permission I would like to court you. Everything in me has called out to you from the moment I heard your voice yesterday and I would be honoured if you would give me the chance to prove that I will be a good bondmate for you," Harry said honestly, keeping Lucian's beautiful, stunned blue eyes locked in his so the other could read the truth in his words. Lucian gasped at the last few words.

"You would bond wiz me?" Lucian asked shakily.

"I would like to, if it would not be inappropriate or not give you the chance to get to know me and decide with full knowledge of who I am, I would be asking for your betrothal contract today. You are my chosen, my mate," Harry smiled.

"And iv I agree to you courting me?" Lucian asked worrying his lip again.

"I will prove to you with everything that I have that I will be a good bondmate, that I will love you and dote on you, that you will want for nothing, not companionship, not love, happiness, comfort, or monetary. I will show you that I will love you and you alone for the rest of our lives and I will cherish you and the bond between us with everything I have. I can't promise not to make mistakes, because I can be a bit of an oblivious idiot at times, but I will promise to do everything that I can to put it right and ensure your happiness is my highest priority," Harry vowed, watched emotions flicker rapidly through Lucian's eyes.

"What…what ov children? Would zey be een our future?" Lucian asked quietly, not knowing how his innocent, hopeful question was affecting Harry's mind and body. As it was he couldn't stop the huge grin from crossing his face.

"I would like a family, three or four children in our future." Harry admitted.

"A lot of half bloods and muggle raised would razer a woman carry ze heirs," Lucian pushed still looking concerned.

"I would want children with no one but you, I would not want anyone else near our bed except you. Besides, I think you would look beautiful, rounded and pregnant with our child," Harry smiled at the image while Lucian blushed but smiled happily. Cautiously he turned his hand and linked his fingers through Harry's, smiling wider when Harry gripped them.

"Zen, you may court me. I would like zat life wiz you Henri," Lucian admitted softly. Slowly giving Lucian time to understand what he was doing Harry leant forwards and brushed his lips against Lucian's in a gentle, chaste kiss before pulling back just a little.

"All you have to do is let me show you and then say yes when I propose," Harry smiled gently.

"You may decide zat I am not what you want," Lucian said unsurely.

"I will be proposing to you. You are everything I want," Harry shook his head kissing Lucian lightly again. The sound of a throat clearing had them quickly looking towards the group that were standing just in the kitchen, they had been so wrapped up in their soft conversation they hadn't heard them coming. Raine and Aloin were looking worried and angry, Fleur had both those emotions and hope, Bill was looking amused and Molly was looking horrified.

"Henri az asked to court me and I av agreed," Lucian said quickly seeing his aunt, uncle and cousin's faces. Their anger quickly melted into joy and hope.

"You plan on courting Lucian?" Raine asked Harry quickly.

"As long as it is what Lucian wants and you agree I plan on marrying him, so yes I plan on courting him," Harry said bluntly getting another delighted flush from Lucian and squeals from Raine and Fleur.

"Harry dear, you don't know the boy. It is too quick to want to court him, never mind decide to marry him. He has done something to you!" Molly huffed loudly causing the entire room to go still. Lucian looked quickly to Harry seeing him looking furious he tried to remove his hand. Gently Harry tightened his grip but didn't look away from Molly.

"Lucian has done nothing but be himself for me to start falling for him. It may be fast but I can feel my magic and soul recognising him as my other half. Lucian is who I want and as long as he is happy with how things are going it is no one else's business. I will say this once and only once, no one will insult him in front of me," The threat was clear in his voice as he spoke causing Molly to actually step back wide eyed while Fleur, Raine and Aloin looked pleased. Bill just shook his head frustrated.

"Henri…calm down," Lucian said softly squeezing Harry's fingers. And as quickly as Harry's eyes flickering onto him the angry magic that had been building oppressively in the room disappeared.

"Well we're making sure you don't leave his side. That's the quickest by about ten minutes and five broken glasses that his temper has calmed down once he's annoyed," Ron said stepping into the room and going straight to flop in the chair beside Harry. Lucian smiled delighted at the information while Harry blushed embarrassed.

"Ron!" He hissed glaring at his friend.

"What? Your temper is legendary when someone insults someone you care about. Take it you have already asked then?" Ron said noticing their joined hands.

"I've only just asked Lucien to court me, you don't need to bring up all my faults in front of him and his guardians right away," Harry groaned.

"Geez Harry! You couldn't wait to ask for a few more hours?" Ginny huffed stomping into the room and slamming three galleons in front of Ron who grinned and pocketed them.

"You bet on when he would ask Lucien to court him?" Bill asked taking a seat at the table.

"Yes, I had after lunch time, Ron before," Ginny pouted.

"Your friendz zeem to zink you 'av no patience Henri," Lucien smiled at him.

"When it comes to someone he cares about, he doesn't," Ron laughed before yelping and glaring at Harry who blinked innocently back.

"Children," Ginny tutted.

"He started it," Harry and Ron said at the same time grinning at each other.

"Do you plan on registering ze courting at Gringotts 'Arry?" Raine asked sitting at the table and fixing Harry with a stern look.

"As soon as we arrive, Ron and Ginny can wait for Hermione while we can go register it," Harry nodded quickly becoming serious.

"You do not av to rush eet Henri, eef you wish to wait a few weeks I will not mind," Lucien said quietly.

"I don't want to wait unless you do," Harry said softly raising their still joined hands so he could kiss the back of Lucien's gently.

"Eef you are appy zen I am, I just do not want you to regret eet," Lucien flushed under the action but carried on.

"Lucien once Harry had decided on something then it is best not to argue, you may as well bang your head against a wall," Ginny laughed.

"I won't regret it, I want to court you, the sooner we register the sooner I can propose with it looking bad," Harry grinned getting another blush.

"Are we ready to get a move on then? I need to collect some herbs for the ritual," Bill asked draining his cup and standing.

"Yeah better get going before breakfast is started, I may keel over with hunger," Ron sighed dramatically.

"Honestly Ron its only been a few hours," Ginny shook her head. Harry stood and pulled out Lucien's chair for him before offering his arm which Lucien took with a blush.

"Ok obviously Harry is taking Lucien, Fleur can take Gabriella and I'll take Ginny. Everyone got everything?" Bill asked as they lined up. With murmurs of agreement and goodbyes to Aloin and Raine they popped out the Burrow and to Diagon Alley.

"How long before mum snaps out her shock of you telling her off and realises you just left the Burrow without a guard and permission?" Ron grinned at Harry. Harry and Ginny snorted.

"She's probably already freaking out and fire calling Dumbledore about your 'escape' and courting," Ginny shook her head.

"Why eez eet your 'Eadmasters business where you go and about…uz?" Lucien asked hesitating on the us but he couldn't help smiling at the slightly goofy smile Harry gave him for it anyway.

"It isn't really, especially now that I am of age. But he thinks that for my own safety he needs to control me and everything that I do," Harry rolled his eyes.

"Come on Romeo lets get you to Gringotts and registered so we can start shopping," Ron chuckled leading the way out of the apparation building and down the alley.

"I'm slightly insulted that none of you consider me a guard," Bill grumbled.

"We can see my vault accountant to get everything official done and then I can buy you a courting present once we are done down in the vaults," Harry said quietly to Lucien threading their fingers together already missing the contact while the others squabbled with Bill.

"You do not av to buy me a courting present, eet iz only a optional zing," Lucien protested.

"And I want to. I want to spoil you and give you presents. You deserve to be treated and doted on Lucien," Harry smiled at him brushing a lock of loose hair behind Lucien's ear gently.

"I do not want you to zink zat I am after your money," Lucien murmured.

"That isn't in your heart, I have only known you a while but I can see that you would not choose greed over love. I would not look at someone who would choose greed over love, never mind want them for my bondmate and bearer of my children," Harry sighed. "I want to spoil you because you don't expect it, and because I want to dote on you and give you everything that you want,"

"You 'av offered zat by azking to court me Henri, I do not need spoiling to zee you are a good bondmate," Lucien smiled moving closer to Harry's side.

"I'm still buying you a courting gift," Harry chuckled at Lucien's huff. They had reached Gringotts by this time and Harry nodded to the others before leading Lucien over to a teller. "I would like to speak with Goblin Ironfist," Harry requested politely. The Goblin looked up curiously at the correct title and polietness.

"Concerning?"

"A courting contract," Harry said watching amused as the Goblin's eyes widened. Swiftly they found themselves led down the hallway and into a private room with a desk and two comfy seats opposite it.

"You get very qeeck service Henri," Lucien blinked as they sat down.

"Respect and manners get you everywhere, even with Goblins," Harry shrugged.

"Ah Lord Potter, welcome back. I hear you are here for a courting contract?" An older Goblin shuffled in and sat behind his desk.

"That's correct," Harry smiled brightly.

"I am presuming that this is your partner?" Ironfist smiled toothily at Lucien.

"Oui," Lucius nodded unsurely.

"Congratulations then from Gringotts. Now here's the contract, the traditional rules and agreements laid out, all I need if your signatures here and a drop of blood next to it for it all to be official," Ironfist explained as he pulled out the contact and placed it in front of them. Harry leant forwards and quickly signed before accepting the sharp knife to poke his finger and let a drop of blood fall next to it. He was happy to see that Lucien didn't hesitate as he copied Harry's actions before settling back beside him.

"Eet is done," Lucien smiled shyly at Harry as the contract glowed a faint blue.

"Yes it is. Now as to the terms of the contract should either of you be unfaithful to the other the contract will be terminated and the guilty party will give the other fifty thousand galleons in reparations. Until the betrothal contracts are exchanged there can be no penetration sexual intercourse. Except for that your relationship is your own. Congratulations and hopefully I will see you soon for the exchanging of betrothal contracts. Erm Lord Potter will you be claiming your rings today? Both of them?" Ironfist asked hesitantly.

"Yes Ironfist I'll be claiming my rings, and my lordships officially," Harry smiled at the Goblin who gave a decidedly wolfish and pleased smile back which made Lucien draw closer to Harry. Ironfist pulled out of a side draw two ornately carved boxes. On the top of one was the Black crest and on the other the Potter. Ironfist opened the Potter one and held out a silver ring with a sapphire set into it, inside the sapphire the Potter crest was glowing a faint silver looking as though it was made up of liquid silver inside the stone. Once Harry had placed the ring on his left index finger Ironfist handed him the Black ring, this was also silver but with a deep set obsidian stone, set into the obsidian was the Black crest formed out of diamond, the two stones melded together in perfect Goblin craft. Once this was on his right ring finger Ironfist clapped his hands once and the two rings glowed before resizing and settling onto his fingers.

"If that is all My Lord, Congratulations on your courtship," Iron fist stood with a short bow.

"Thank you Ironfist, may your gold pile as high as the bodies of your enemies," Harry stood and bowed back.

"And may your enemies pile as high as your gold Lord Potter-Black," Ironfist grinned looking exceptional happy, and so equally frightening. Harry and Lucien stepped out of the office and started making their way down the hallway back towards the entrance hall. Lucien had the contract clutched in his hand and constantly kept glancing down at it as he followed Harry. Just before they reached sight of the entrance hall Harry stopped and turned to Lucien, capturing his hand gently.

"Are you alright Lucien? Your very quiet," Harry asked worriedly. Lucien looked up at him and gave him a warm, light smile.

"Oui Henri I am fine I just…" Lucien drew off biting his lip and again looked down at the contract.

"Just?" Harry urged after a moment.

"My Pere… 'e told me zat I would never find zomeone to love me, zat I would be alone. I…I cannot believe zat you, you 'oo could 'av anyone want me, zat I am 'olding our courting contract," Lucien admitted softly.

"I'm not going too fast am I? I don't want to freak you out," Harry asked worriedly.

"Freak me out?" Lucien scrunched his nose looking at Harry confused.

"Scare you off," Harry chuckled.

"Non, 'eet ees not too fast, I am just scared zat eet ees a dream," Lucien smiled shyly.

"Its not dream, trust me I've pinched myself enough times already to know its not," Harry smiled.

"Ah Henri you are good wiz ze lines non?" Lucien laughed. Harry grinned happily at the sound, even though it was definitely masculine there was a musical quality to it as well. Harry loved how Lucien's eyes seemed to become a more cornflower blue when he laughed.

"I am just telling the truth," Harry shrugged before cupping Lucien's face and brushing a light kiss over his lips before settling against plump lips a little firmer when Lucien quickly wrapped his arms around Harry's neck. Lucien sighed into the kiss when Harry wrapped his free arm around his waist and pulled him against his body, holding him there with just the right amount of pressure. His eyes flickered shut and he followed Harry's lead as he slowly massaged their lips together simply enjoying the contact between them and the taste of Lucien.

Lucien couldn't believe how safe he felt in Harry's arms, after everything that had happened to him he trusted only his aunt, uncle and two cousins, and yet this man in only a manner of a day made him feel so safe and content. The Veela inside of him was purring contently at the contact making him press a little closer to Harry. Harry lightly swiped the tip of his tongue along Lucien's bottom lip before giving one last light peck and pulled back but didn't remove his arm from around Lucien's waist.

"Perfect," Harry breathed smiling at Lucien as he brushed his thumb along Lucien's cheekbone his green eyes sparkling happily. "Come, we had better get back to the others," He held out his hand which Lucien happily took and they walked out to find their group standing impatiently in the waiting area.

"There you ar…"

"Ow did eet go?" Fleur pounced on them before Hermione could finish. Lucien smiled shyly and held the courting contract out getting a squeal from Fleur.

"Well I suppose congratulations are in order," Hermione said tightly causing Harry to raise an eyebrow at her pinched face.

"Thanks. We'd better get down to the vault," Harry nodded to the Goblin waiting nearby. It took two carts to get them all down, Lucien was happily pressed against Harry's side, Harry's arm wrapped firmly around his waist as they squished onto a seat with Ginny on Harry's other side. Lucien used the chance to press against Harry's side enjoying having him so close, and the ride down to the vault took a good eight or nine minutes, the vaults getting older and with fancier and fancier looking security. Eventually they pulled to a stop outside the vault and all trooped out before Harry brushed his hand down the vault door, hissing slightly as the blade caught his hand to get blood as well as his magic. With a series of clinks the door unlocked and Harry stepped through first to disengage the wards.

The Potter vault was admittedly rather impressive, the main part of the vault was a huge room with an array of different items but there were also several different rooms that led off from the main room. There was a room for various items of furniture. One for Jewellery and clothing of various ages, designs and quality. There was one for armour and weapons of various sorts. One was jammed full with dozens of trunks all filled with different things. There was one filled with books that practically had Hermione drooling. One was filled with money and the last with various ritual items.

After everyone had taken in the rooms they split off to their different groups Ginny, Hermione and Gabriella went into the jewellery room and started awkwardly going through the various items before excitement took over and they were a lot more eager as they took in the beautiful items of jewellery. Harry, Fleur and Bill went into the room with all the ritual items so that they could pick out a bonding cup and basin for the wedding out of the dozens that the room held with the Potter crest on. Lucien hovered in the room with them but then decided to go and see how the girls were doing.

Leaning against one of the cabinets Lucien allowed his thoughts to wander to the man he was now bound to in a courting contract. What he had said to Harry had been true, he had grown to believe that he would never find a mate, that there wasn't someone out there for him like Raine had found Alion and now Fleur had found Bill. No matter how much his family told him that what his father had told him was wrong there was that lingering voice in the back of his mind that countered them every time he felt a little bit of hope, and the boys that had played with his feelings had only deepened those ideas in his mind.

And then, and then Harry had apparated into the field and while his cousins and Bill hurried over he had not been able to take his eyes of the man. Harry was handsome, there was no doubt about that, his frame was strong and muscled without being bulgy or too big, and despite the strength of his frame and the powerful magic that you could feel surrounding him even when he wasn't using it Harry had an essentially gentle and relaxed feeling about him, though his eyes shone with power they also shone with kindness. Lucien suddenly felt a warmth taking over his body and pushing away a chill he hadn't known existed in his body. It was like coming in from an autumn day to a fire lit room.

He hadn't been able to stop himself from speaking to Harry and when Harry's eyes had turned on him he suddenly felt unable to breathe, Harry's gaze on him was so heavy, so powerful and it had seemed locked on him. Harry had seemed attracted to him, he had kept glancing at him, he had seated him at the table and poured his drink for him. But then Lucien's doubt and previous experiences had kicked in and when Harry had complimented Gabriella he had been so sure that he had been reading more into the situation that was actually there, hurt and humiliation had filled him only to be quickly dashed with hope and happiness when Harry had turned back to him and insisted that he wanted Lucien's company. Lucien had enjoyed sitting beside Harry and listening to him and his friends tell their stories, Harry a warm, strong presence beside him.

When he had gone to bed he had been unable to think of anything but Harry, his sleep was pretty bad because of it, nerves at seeing him again the next day, going shopping with him, his mind spinning and replaying all their exchanges as he tried not to get his hopes up. And then Harry had been sitting at the table this morning and he had completely stunned Lucien by asking to court him, throwing him even more as he seemed so sure that he would want to bond with Lucien, the life that he had described Lucien wanted so badly with him, he could already picture it. And now they were bound in the courtship contract.

"I wouldn't let Fleur catch you staring at them, you will have to wait till at least the New Year to get bonded or Fleur will be furious," the amused voice from behind him pulled him out of his thoughts and he looked up to see Bill standing behind him. Confused he looked to where he had been absently staring and flushed to realise that they held a collection of bonding rings.

"Oh! Non, non! I waz just…"

"Its alright, I was only teasing you," Bill chuckled clapping him on the shoulder. "I thought I would come see how the girls were getting on while Harry and Fleur sort through the cups and basins," Bill grinned easily.

"Should you not be looking as well?" Lucien asked.

"Ah yes, my lovely wife to be said in the kindest tone possible that I had absolutely no taste and I was being no help. She'll pick something that is classy and that we'll both like," Bill shrugged not looking bothered in the slightest while Lucien snorted at his cousins tact. Leading the way out the room and to the furniture room Lucien hesitated slightly.

"You know I don't know Harry as well as Ron and Ginny do, but then I know him well enough without being too close. If you want to ask something feel free, I won't betray your confidence," Bill said catching the look on Lucien's face. The tall redhead settled himself onto a slightly uncomfortable carved wooden bench that looked as though it belonged in a medieval castle. Perching down too Lucien bit his lip before turning to Bill.

"Eet ees not zat I do not trust Henri, because I do, despite only knowing him for un day. But…I am worried zat perhaps 'e will zink zat we are going too fast and change 'is mind," Lucien admitted softly.

"I honestly don't think that's going to happen Lucien. I believe that he is your mate. And besides that Harry is one of those people that when he knows something is right he goes for it rather than waiting around until it is deemed an appropriate amount of time, the only way he would have waited to sign the contract would be had you wanted a little more time. He better than anyone knows that life is too short. And if it helps set your mind at rest you should know that Ron and Ginny are now placing bets as to when Harry will request your betrothal contract, Ginny has the end of October, Ron the middle of November," Bill grinned as Lucien chuckled, able to relax completely.

"Arry's friend does not zeem to like me," Lucien said slightly concerned after a moment.

"Ah, Hermione. Yes as much as I like her she does have a tendancy to think that Harry and Ron should run every decision passed her and get her input on it. I think she has a knot in her wand because Harry made such a large steps without consulting her first," Bill rolled his eyes slightly.

"I do not zink zat I like zat," Lucien frowned.

"Don't worry, she'll quickly learn that our relationship has nothing to do with her," Harry's voice startled both Lucien and Bill and they turned to see him leaning against the door frame of the room.

"Henri…I…ow long 'av you been zere?" Lucien asked worried.

"Long enough to hear that Ron and Ginny might have a gambling problem. Fleur has picked out three cups, she wants you input on which one to have," Harry said to Bill. Bill nodded and squeezed Lucien's shoulder before leaving the room. Harry pushed himself off the doorframe and walked over to sit beside Lucien. "Is everything alright?" he asked concerned.

"Oui, I was just being silly," Lucien smiled sliding over to kiss Harry's cheek.

"If it is worrying you then to isn't silly. You can talk to me about anything," Harry said firmly playing with the ends of Lucien's hair.

"I know Henri, I zink per'aps I needed to 'ear from zomeone else zat you were not going to change your mind," Lucien admitt ed quietly as he stared at his lap.

"Lucien I'm not upset. I understand, this is going very quickly, if you need to hear from someone other than me I'm not going to get upset," Harry smiled kissing Lucien's nose grinning when Lucien wrinkled his nose and looked up at him with a shy smile. "And don't worry about Hermione, she likes to mother me and Ron, I will make it clear to her that this is not any of her business to interfere with unless I want her opinion. She'll stop sulking soon and realise how amazing you are and how happy I am," Harry smiled kissing Lucien's temple. Shyly Lucien turned and brushed their lips together lightly.

"Zank you for being understanding Henri, I do trust you, I promise," Lucien said against Harry's lips before kissing him again. Harry kissed back happily, happy that Lucien was taking the initiative.

"I could kiss you all day," Harry sighed with a happy grin that got a soft, breathless laugh from Lucien. "Come on lets see how they are doing," Harry huffed standing. Lucien linked their fingers together again leaning lightly against Harry's side as they left the room.

They found Fleur and Bill standing in the main room, Fleur holding a beautiful crystal cup and matching basin. The girls were each holding a necklace and earring box.

"Ron you ready to go?" Harry called. Ron peeked around the door to the room with the armour holding a sword and a sheepish grin on his face.

"Sorry yup," Ron hurried back in before jogging out swordless.

"I have to leave last otherwise it wont be pretty," Harry grinned waving them out. Lucien again was able to snuggle into Harry's side again as they hurtled back to the surface.

"Alright then guys its probably best if we split up me, Fleur and Gabriella. Harry, Lucien, Ron, Ginny and Hermione?" Bill suggested once they were outside of the bank. Lucien nodded shyly still holding onto Harry's hand while the others gave murmurs of agreement.

"Ok where do we all need to go?" Hermione turned on them going into business mode.

"I need to get my shoes," Ron sighed.

"I need to pick up some new makeup," Ginny shrugged.

"I think Lucien needs a belt, I need to collect my robes and get Lucien a courting present," Harry added scowling at Hermione when she gave a disagreeing sniff. "Hermione," his tone was warning and Lucien blinked as Harry's warm green eyes turned hard as he met his friend's gaze.

"Whatever you want to do. I need to pick some new shoes as well," Hermione tutted turning away.

"I'll talk to her," Ginny muttered to Harry before hurrying to catch up with the older girl.

"Ignore her, today's a happy day yeah?" Ron smiled at Lucien who was looking slightly unsure. Harry squeezed the smaller hand in his getting Lucien's attention.

"How about we go to the robe shop and we can see if there is a belt there that you like?" He suggested. Lucien smiled and nodded, following Harry and Ron to a large shop. As well as having room for fittings there were muggle style clothing racks in the shop that you could pick up cheaper items or accessories. Harry handed in his order slip before heading over to where Lucien was shifting through the belts. "What colour are your robes?" Harry asked curiously, trying to ignore the rather heated argument going on behind silencing charms in the corner of the room between Ron and Ginny with Hermione.

"Zey are blu, I waz zinking zilver," Lucien murmured.

"Like this?" Harry plucked a silver belt from another display of belts.

"Oui but not zo sparkly, I am gay not a girl," Lucien chuckled. "Ah, zis is nice, non?" Lucien held out a fabric silver belt.

"Its lovely, and useless asking Harry. He needs help dressing himself of a morning if you want him to look anywhere near presentable," Ginny grinned as she came over to them. Hermione and Ron were still locked in an intense argument. "Don't take it too personally, she doesn't like loosing control and I think that she is a little pissed that Harry is potentially getting bonded before her," Ginny shrugged seeing where Lucien's eyes flickered.

"She wants to be bonded before Henri?" Lucien frowned confused.

"Harry showed very little real interest in anyone for the last seven years, where as her and Ron have been dancing around each other for that same amount of time. Now Harry has entered a courtship and so is almost certainly going to get bonded before her while Ron still hasn't plucked up the courage to even ask her out yet," Ginny explained exasperated. "You should have seen it last year, we thought they were finally getting somewhere and then Ron starts going out with this complete air headed bimbo and they were snogging all over the castle. Hermione was fuming and hurt,"

"It made life very interesting while it lasted," Harry rolled his eyes.

"Eet sounds eet. And Ron ees definitely interested in 'er oui?" Lucien asked glancing at the two teens arguing.

"Oh yes, he takes the pulling pigtails idea to the extreme," Harry shook his head.

"Pulling…oh oui, oui I 'av 'eard zat expression," Lucien smiled nodding after a moment.

"Are you getting that belt?" Harry asked bringing Lucien's attention back the material in his hand. "I like it but apparently I have no fashion sense," Harry scowled at Ginny who just grinned back.

"Oui I zink I will get zis one, I like eet. And now I know zat I will 'av to dress you of a morning Henri, eet ees good to know zees things early on," Lucien smiled slyly at Harry.

"I'm being ganged up on already. I can so dress myself, I did it this morning!" Harry motioned to his clothes slightly petulantly.

"Harry when me and Hermione took you clothes shopping we told you what went best with what. I believe I put that outfit together," Ginny laughed.

"Alright, I have no fashion sense," Harry admitted mournfully getting a laugh from Lucien.

"Do not worry Henri I will enjoy…how you say, playing doll with you, oui?" Lucien grinned.

"As long as I can be of entertainment," Harry huffed wrapping his arm around Lucien's waist with a grin and leading him to the counter.

"Ah Lord Potter-Black, we finished sewing the Black crest on, what do you think?" the lady behind the desk spread the black and crimson formal robes that indicated a Head of House during a ceremony over the counter and looked at Harry expectantly.

"Well my fashion advisor, are they suitable," Harry smiled at Lucien. The teen ran is fingers over the golden embroidered crests and the ritual runes along the hem before nodding his approval.

"You well look very superbe Henri," Lucien said slipping his hand back into Harry's. (handsome)

"Then that will be fine. This belt as well please," Harry motioned to the belt Lucien was still holding.

"Henri non you do not nee…"

"I know I don't need to, I want to," Harry interrupted Lucien's argument with a light kiss that had Ginny and the woman behind the counter giggling slightly.

"Henri," Lucien sighed getting a grin from Harry.

"Your not going to win, I will spoil you," Harry shrugged.

"You are 'opeless, I can buy a belt," Lucien said with very little fire trying to hide the fondness.

"I know you can, but I want to buy it for you," Harry argued.

"Maybe eet can be my…"

"I'm still buying you a courting present, don't even think of suggesting that a belt will be your courting present," Harry shook his head kissing Lucien again even as the woman gasped.

"Oh c…congratulations," she stammered practically vibrating with the idea of the gossip potential she now held in her hands.

"Thank you, how much will that be then?" Harry asked with a bright smile.

"Including the belt?" She asked glancing to Lucien who had a happy smile on his face.

"Yes please," Harry said quickly before Lucien could argue.

"That will be 245 Galleons, 56 sickles and 17 knuts please," Harry held out the card that almost acted exactly like a muggle bank card, when swiped taking the money straight from his vault.

"Thanks very much," He nodded accepted the shrunk wrapped robes and belt and slipping it into his pocket.

"We're ready!" Ginny said loudly to Hermione and Ron, both who were red in the face now.

"Oh, right…erm shoe shop next?" Hermione quickly brought down the silencing charm looking flustered.

"Its just down the street so yeah might as well," Ginny nodded looking between the two of them curiously. They both hurried awkwardly side by side down the street with Ginny trailing behind them exasperated, Harry and Lucien bringing up the rear hand in hand.

"I think if they haven't got together by October the entire Gryffindor house will be signing up to lock them in a closest together until they finally tell each other they like other," Harry shook his head. "Now what do you want for your present?" He asked. Lucien opened his mouth to argue but seeing the look on Harry's face stopped.

"In France eet ees a traditional present to buy a ring for ze right ring finger," Lucien admitted shyly.

"And that is what you want?" Harry asked.

"Oui," Lucien nodded blushing.

"Gin! We're going to Pentworth's," Harry called.

"Oh, ok, we'll meet in the Leaky Cauldron. I'll try and have them out their snit by then," Ginny called back before hurrying to catch up with the two. Harry instead led Lucien into the higher class end of Diagon until they reached a small but fancy looking jewellery shop.

"Hello welcome to Pentworth's fine jewellery I am Marcus Pentworth how can I he…Mr Potter!" The droll tone quickly turned to surprise when the balding older man finely looked up to see who his customers were.

"Its Lord Potter-Black now actually," Harry said pleasantly already leading Lucien over to the display of men's rings. Lucien watched with slight amusement as the man tried to hurry around to the other side of the display cases without actually running.

"Is there anything I can help you with my Lord?" Pentworth asked politely though he was eyeing their joined hands curiously.

"We're just looking thank you," Harry said politely. "Do you see anything you like? And please don't look at the price," Harry turned to Lucien as Pentworth backed away to give them a little privacy. Lucien bit his lip as he looked into the display cases with Harry, all the rings were beautifully crafted but some could immediately be dismissed as they were much to bulky for his slender fingers. "How about that one?" Harry asked after a few moments of perusal where Lucien was having difficulty not dismissing rings the minute he saw the price tag.

The ring that Harry pointed to was simple but elegant. It was two bands of silver with four sapphires in a line in the centre, but the silver of the ring twined around them in a pretty pattern holding them in place. Lucien loved it straight away. The moment he nodded Pentworth was there in a flash pulling it out of the display case murmuring about a good choice but Lucien's attention was on Harry's fingers slipping the beautiful ring onto his right ring finger. Both of them admired how the ring looked there, the silver and sapphires looking perfect against his glowing pale skin.

"Do you like it?" Harry asked glancing at Lucien who was smiling brightly.

"Zis is parfait Henri!" Lucien beamed happily at Harry. (Perfect)

"Then we'll be taking this one please Mr Pentworth," Harry smiled to the man who nodded and eagerly took Harry's card.

"Would you like it boxed?" He asked.

"I don't think there is any point," Harry smiled rubbing his thumb over the ring before wrapping his arm around Lucien's waist.

"Here we are then Lord Potter-Black and congratulations to you both," the man smiled happily handing Harry's card back with an empty ring box. Harry nodded his thanks as he led Lucien out the shop, the blonde's attention was still on the ring.

"Henri eet ees beautiful merci, merci," Lucien turned once they were out the shop pressing happy kisses to Harry's lips.

"You are more than welcome and more than worth it," Harry smiled running his fingers through Lucien's silky soft hair.

"You should not spend too much on me, but zis ees perfect," Lucien admitted looking at the ring sparkling in the sunlight.

"I am sure you will twist me round your beautiful fingers, but this is something you will never win in," Harry laughed at the challenging look Lucien shot him.

"Did you manage to find something this quick?" Hermione's voice brought them out of their staring contest as they reached the table their group had claimed. Both looked up to see her looking apologetically at them.

"Oui, Henri may be bad wiz clothes but 'e eez good wiz jewellery," Lucien smiled unsurely at her.

"Do you want some water?" Harry asked placing his hands on Lucien's shoulders.

"S'il vous plait," Lucien blinked up at him. (please)

Harry hurried off to the counter just as Lucien was asked what they had got. Looking back he smirked at the mournful looks Bill and Ron were throwing him as the girls squealed over the ring. Lucien was blushing but smiling as he hand was tugged up to the light. Glancing up he caught Harry's eye and smiled happily at him laughing when Harry grinned brightly back.
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