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Unexpected Developments	By : Slayer-of-Destiny Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Lucius Views: 20712 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 6
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Chapter two

Lucius frowned concerned as Harry retched and gagged into the bowl that he had quickly demanded Lucius conjure before proceeding to throw up into it. Lucius had pulled back Harry's hair and started rubbing his back.

"Lucius this is a surp…." the man froze stepping into the room at the sight in front of him. "Is everything alright?" he asked concerned hurrying over.

"Harry do you need anything?" Lucius asked concerned as Harry gave another retch.

"Barley…water…potion…in trunk," Harry managed to say between retching. The man snapped his fingers and quickly ordered the water off a house elf as Lucius tugged out the trunk and enlarged it before hurriedly digging through to pick out the vial.

"This one?" Lucius held it out to Harry nodded and snatched it quickly knocking it back. The man handed him the barley water which Harry sipped slower, finally stopping retching and settling back against Lucius's offered chest, the blonde wrapping his arm lightly around Harry's chest to support him. Closing his eyes he felt the bowl being vanished as he sank back and relaxed tiredly. "Come its been a busy day lets settle down," Lucius stooped and lifted Harry and carried him through to the huge living room, settling him on the sofa.

"I'm fine Lucius, its just morning sickness," Harry sighed tiredly dropping his hand onto Lucius's thigh as he sat down on the edge of the sofa brushing his fingers gently through Harry's hair.

"I'm sorry I should have thought about that," Lucius said feeling guilty.

"There would be no other way to get here aside from the muggle way. I'm fine Lucius, I just ate before we left which in hindsight probably wasn't the best idea," Harry smiled. Within a few minutes Harry fell asleep and Lucius lifted his head to look at him brother who was sitting silently watching them with a raised eyebrow. Despite being a year younger than Lucius Marcus seemed to have taken it upon himself at an early age to be the big brother.

"You need to explain," Marcus said dryly. "Because I am fairly sure that I heard morning sickness,"

"You did," Lucius sighed before explaining everything.

"Merlin Lucius you never do anything easy do you. Of all people for you to have feelings for, never mind knock up," Marcus sighed rubbing his face. "Do you love him?"

"Not yet, but I am well on my way to it," Lucius admitted softly.

"And what about him? He's young Lucius, he's probably never had a proper relationship before, I don't want to see you hurt when…if he disappears off with someone else," Marcus's words made Lucius flinch, only to jump when a hand was placed on his thigh again.

"I am falling in love with Lucius as well. I may be young but I have never really been a child. All I want is a happy family, and I want that with Lucius. I know you have no reason to believe me, but I don't intend to hurt your brother," Harry said in a slightly raspy voice, pushing himself onto his elbows so he could look at a slightly stunned Marcus. Lucius however went straight into fussing mode to Harry's bemusement. He helped Harry sit up and handed him the barley water that had popped in after Harry went to sleep but kept under a cooling charm. Harry took grateful sips before settling back with a sigh.

"How are you feeling?" Lucius asked worriedly.

"I'm fine, just feeling a little wiped out, like you said it has been a long day, and the first time I've apparated," Harry grinned.

"Most people throw up the first time without having morning sickness as well," Marcus chuckled. "I am Marcus Malfoy by the way. I apologise for what you overheard, I just worry about him," Marcus said slightly awkwardly.

"Its alright, I understand where you are coming from, I can just ask that you give me a chance," Harry said shyly.

"I can see no harm in that, after all you are carrying my nephew, and have gone through a lot of trouble to ensure their safety," Marcus nodded. "It is a pleasure to meet you Harry," Marcus stood and held his hand out to Harry who shook it with a relieved smile.

"Its nice to meet you as well. I heard Draco mention you once or twice around school," Harry admitted.

"Marcus is the real mystery Malfoy, he keeps to himself and attends very few formal gatherings," Lucius chuckled. Harry had to mentally shake his head to clear it of the cotton wool that gathered at the unusual sound of Lucius's laughter.

"I can't blame you, all those people kissing up to you while trying to squeeze as much out you as they can before sniping as soon as your back is turned. No thanks," Harry scrunched his nose in distaste.

"You and I are going to get on very well Harry," Marcus grinned. Harry liked the change that this made to Marcus, he had had a slightly intimidating air before, especially as Harry knew he did not really trust him with Lucius's heart, but the smile seemed to break the ice façade and warmed him up considerably. He and Lucius were similar and different in many ways, where Lucius seemed cold and distant, Marcus seemed withdrawn, but both carried what Harry could only think of as an aloof superiority that seemed to come with the Malfoy gene as much as the blonde hair did. However Marcus eyes were brown instead of the silvery blue Lucius and Draco both possessed. He also looked a little frailer, thinner than Lucius's strong frame.

"I hope so," Harry responded honestly.

"Do you feel up to eating yet? You were quite sick, you need to get something more than water into your stomach," Lucius asked, reaching up to tuck a lock of Harry's hair behind his ear without thinking. He did not know where this gentleness came from, never in his life had he felt the need to give it to anyone, Draco was kept from him and then did not want to signs of affection, it had been a long time since he had wanted to actually be physically tender to anyone, he had withdrawn from his family to a large degree.

"Something light would be nice," Harry's soft voice broke him from his thoughts in time to see Marcus summoning some soup for Harry.

"It has been a long time since we had a new Malfoy, Gabriel was the last one. It will be nice to have a baby in the family again," Marcus mentioned as he settled back onto his seat.

"How many Malfoy's are there?" Harry asked curiously looking between the brothers.

"Well there is myself and Marcus, we have a cousin Alexander from our father's side, he and his wife, Victoria, have two sons, Darius the oldest is 23 and married himself to Lucian, Gabriel is 11. Aside from Draco that is us Malfoy's, at it will be until the baby comes along," Lucius suddenly grinned at Harry looking surprisingly boyish.

"Will you want to know what the baby's sex will be?" Harry asked Lucius curiously, taking his hand and playing with it absently, taking note that Lucius's hand was large in a nice way, strong, warm, bigger than his own.

"I'd like to know if you don't mind, not that its likely to be much of a shock," Lucius smiled.

"What do you mean?" Harry asked confused.

"There hasn't been a female Malfoy in nearly three hundred years Harry," Lucius explained.

"Three hundred years and there hasn't been one female Malfoy born into the family? How is that possible?" Harry blinked.

"There are several different theories that have been passed through the family, no one really sure which one is true, we just know that there have only been males born to the family," Marcus shrugged.

"What are the theories?" Harry asked curiously. In the muggle world he knew statistically it was impossible for a family to go without a sex being born into the family for that long.

"Oh er well there is the one about the mad great uncle that cursed his brother and sister in law never to be able to have a daughter who they desperately wanted, and its been passed along the line," Marcus started.

"Then there was one about an enemy of the family cursing any daughters born to the Malfoy, so the family not wanting to lose children found a spell to ensure only sons were born,"

"Or the one about Cassius Malfoy, a potions Master who during an experiment got covered with a potion that was supposed to help a couple have a boy and its been passed down,"

"There is the simple curse that means we can never have any daughters,"

"The story that Lysander Malfoy kidnapped and blood adopted the daughter of one of his enemies and the original biological father sacrificed himself in a powerful ritual to curse the Malfoy family never to have any daughters,"

"Then there is the just something to do with the magic in our genes that prevents us from being able to produce daughters,"

"And lastly the mad ancestor Samuel Malfoy who was paranoid about outside people putting claims on the Malfoy fortune and family history by marrying the daughters and so ensured that there would only be sons to carry the Malfoy name and genes," Marcus finished as Lucius and he took it in turns to tell the story.

"So basically you have mad relative accidentally or on purpose doing it, curse or for protection against a curse?" Harry frowned.

"Basically yes. We have spent hundreds of thousands of Galleons over the centuries trying to fix it or figure out why it happens, but so far no luck," Lucius sighed.

"So the baby is likely to be a boy," Harry mused.

"Yes, on that, Marcus can you get in contact with the best paediatric healer out here," Lucius asked turning to his brother as he rubbed Harry's own fingers with his own where they were still playing with them.

"Of course I will, and I will make doubly sure that they know that healer/patient confidentiality has to be in place. What…what are you planning to do about…" Marcus hesitated looking completely unsure whether to carry on as his eyes flickered to Harry and then back to Lucius.

"About Narcissa?" Lucius guessed what his brother was trying to say. Marcus nodded but Lucius also felt Harry's fingers tightening around his own.

"Robert Livingston has my file for divorce and all the evidence laid out, ready and waiting for me to give the go ahead. As soon as you lend me an owl I'll tell him to start proceedings," Lucius responded, squeezing Harry's fingers gently back and meeting Marcus's eye.

"Thank Merlin. Alexander was getting ready to poison her this Christmas if you didn't do something soon," Marcus sighed in relief, actually slumping down into his seat with a wide smile.

"I'm sure that he was," Lucius snorted, catching the look on Harry's face Lucius grinned. "Alexander is very loyal to family, he and Narcissa have been at each others throats a year into my marriage to her, it made family gatherings interesting,"

"Understatement of the century," Marcus snickered. "He cursed her to have snakes for hair at one birthday gathering when she was flirting with one of the guests, she was stuck like that for three months,"

"Sounds like him and Hermione would get on well," Harry chuckled without really thinking.

"Your muggleborn friend?" Lucius asked, the question clear in his voice.

"Erm yeah, last year when we had the Defence Group behind Umbridge's back she had us all sign a piece of paper that she had hexed. When that girl betrayed us to Umbridge she walked around with sneak written across her face in pimples. The medi witches and wizards in St Mungo's are still trying to remove it," Harry snickered.

"She does sound very interesting," Marcus chuckled.

"She punched Draco in their third year," Lucius added. Harry glanced hesitantly at Lucius not sure how he would view Hermione, especially with their past and the previous comments that had been made between the two groups, but Lucius's was looking beyond amused while Marcus had burst out laughing.

"Oh, I would have loved to see his face!" Marcus managed to choke out between laughter. "There's no need to look so surprised, we can laugh when things are amusing, or when Draco gets a needed push down. I love my nephew to death, but he has a lot to learn about the real world," He explained seeing the confused look on Harry's face.

"Harry has informed me that we will be buying all the baby things ourselves and that he is not letting a house elf near our baby," Lucius smirked.

"Well, I'm liking you more and more Harry. Father and uncle Samian would be rolling in their graves between you, Victoria and Lucien," Marcus said sounding highly entertained. "Come on late lunch is served," he said standing and strolling out the room chuckling to himself.

"Samian?" Harry asked Lucius, shaking his head as the blonde reached down to help him to his feet. "I'm only ten weeks, I can still see my ankles," Harry said amused but took his hands and allowed him to tug him up.

"Samian was my father's brother, Alexander his son married Victoria who is as relaxed and warm as they come. And I thought we might as well get the practice in before we reach the foot massage stage," Lucius said before leaning down to press another one of those seriously addicting kisses to Harry's needy lips. Harry's breath caught in his chest and he had the brief thought that he would never get over the electric shock that went through him every time Lucius's lips touched his. Harry reached up to wrap his arms around Lucius's neck reaching up on his toes slightly to press their lips together firmer.

"Foot massage stage?" He grinned against Lucius's lips when they pulled apart, closing his eyes and sighing when Lucius's hands cupped the bump of his stomach tenderly.

"I've been told you feet and ankles start to get sore, as I can't help take the weight I can try and sooth any discomfort," Lucius shrugged trying to look nonchalant.

"Well now that you mention it, my ankles have been aching a little already, maybe you should practice the foot massage bit too," Harry said seriously, though when he opened his eyes they were glittering with amusement.

"Hm, really? You are only ten weeks, though your bump is bigger than Narcissa's was, or Victoria either time she was pregnant at this point…and you are naturally thinner than them," Lucius mused peering down at the bump. "But you're perfect as you are!" Lucius said quickly seeing Harry's raised eyebrow.

"We can ask the healer about that when we see them," Harry shrugged. "I'm hungry," he added with a small pout.

"Come on, Marcus managed to get a house elf that cooks better than the ones at Hogwarts," Lucius gave Harry's lips one last lingering kiss before taking his hand and leading him through the beautiful house that Harry had only glimpsed earlier and to the dinning room.

"I hope you two weren't smooching in my living room," Marcus grumbled as they walked in.

"A Malfoy that says smooching, Sirius and Ron are never going to believe me," Harry shook his head as he took the seat Lucius pulled out for him in front of a bowl of delicious looking and smelling soup that made him remember how empty his stomach now was.
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