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Different but not Defective	By : Constable-Kookie Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 7016 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Dumbledore's nimble fingers were grasping the handle of a china cup while he gazed absentmindedly at the grounds through his window. He could see Harry and Severus talking. The ghost of a smile graced his lips. Harry needed a family that cherished him.
His thoughts returned to the previous topic he had been brooding over: sending Harry, the child he saw as a grandson despite the distance he had tried to bridge between them, to an abusive family. Of course, he was well aware of the the abuse Harry had suffered at the hands of his relatives. Arabella Fig, the woman who spied on the Dursleys for him, had reported the muffled screams she could sometimes hear and the dark bruises she had accidentally witnessed littering his body on more than one occasion.
Before Harry came to Hogwarts, he had never particularly cared about the boy. Thus, he had never seen the need to intervene on the matters within their household. He had once decided to observe the Dursley family, on the insistence of Arabella, from afar. He had watched with impassive eyes as they slapped a three year old Harry and pushed him roughly to the ground for beating Dudley in a game of tag. He remembered feeling slightly victorious when baby Harry lifted his head and stared at him with tear-filled emerald eyes; his face grubby from when his uncle had pushed him to the ground.
He didn't know why, but for a second he thought he saw his little sister when he looked into those emerald eyes. The content feeling had intensified to the point that he felt the equivalent of walking on air. All that had changed when the boy had come to Hogwarts. The moment everyone was cheering Harry being sorted into Gryffindor was when he realized his little sister could never be this boy.
Harry was a Gryffindor.
His little sister could never be a Gryffindor.
It was then that Harry started worming his way into his heart.
But now he was starting to see his little sister in Harry again.
His little sister had been sick.
Harry was sick.
How could he expect Harry to be his beloved weapon if he was sick.
He had yet to reveal the knowledge he had painstakingly garnered on Harry. He didn't want Lucius to interfere until he firmly decided on his next step. He still wanted Harry to reside with the Dursleys despite the abuse and sickness. However, it would be too costly to keep Harry at the Dursleys. After all, he was paying the Dursleys a good sum of his money to keep Harry under their roof. He had considered sending Harry to live with one of the other members in the order but then they would become distracted from their jobs and he couldn't have all the effort and money he put in the order go to waste. Severus, despite being a valuable member of the Order, had a difficult time attaching with others on an emotional level. That was one of the reason Dumbledore had wanted Harry to be a part of Lucius's pure-blood circle.
Another reason was that he was not entirely convinced regarding Lucius's death eater status. He said he had been under the imperious curse when he had joined Voldermort's ranks but that still remained to be seen. By placing Harry in his pure-blood circle, Lucius was forced, by the laws of nature, to remain loyal to Harry. Lucius would never be able to go against Harry without experiencing a death so painful that even the great Merlin would flee from such a fate.
Now he was ensured of Lucius's loyalty.
And Severus's loyalty. Just in case.
He watched Severus and Harry for a little longer. He would have to keep a better watch on Severus. His hatred of Harry seemed to be wavering a little too quickly. The tiny boy was worming his way into his spy's heart.The same way his little sister had wormed her way into Aberforth's heart.
He hated Harry Potter.
AD. AD. AD. AD. AD
"Awwww, look at this Draco. Our little brothers are bonding," Blaise yelled loudly to no one in particular.
Theo opened his eyes blearily, his arms wrapped around his little brother's waist protectively. "Hey! I'm not your little brother. Might I remind you, we have the same birthdays and we were born at the same time despite not being related."
Blaise yawned lazily. "That is the official story"
Theo raised his eyebrows. "The official story?"
"The unofficial story is, that on top of being a closet Hufflepuff, you are my little brother."
"Me! A Hufflepuff! Who is the one pining after that shit-faced chick?" Theo asked innocently before continuing in a high pitched voice, "Oh Daphne, why don't you notice me? Marry me Daphne or I will be doomed to live a life of eternal despair and loneliness."
Draco was standing and guffawing loudly at the doorway. "You like Daphne."
Blaise grumbled loudly.
"The official story is that Blaise is this tough dude but the unofficial story is that he is head over heals for Daphne," Theo's comment sent Draco into renewed peals of laughter which caused Lucius to appear in Theo's room.
"What is all this ruckus, boys?" Lucius asked.
"Nothing," the boys replied in unison.
Lucius rolled his eyes, "Wake Harry and then come for breakfast."
By the time they all arrived at the kitchen with a disgruntled Harry in tow, they had all come to the conclusion that Harry could sleep through anything.
Harry grabbed a piece of toast while Draco, Theo, and Blaise piled their plates with everything within reach.
Lucius took a silver spoon and lightly whacked his older sons' hands.
"Why did you do that Dad?" Blaise asked grumpily.
"How many times have I told you to eat in a dignified manner," Lucius replied nonchalantly. He saw Blaise about to protest so he quickly added, "Regardless of your company."
Lucius then eyes his youngest son's meagre breakfast with disdain before filling a plate with several fruits and a bagel. He gave the plate as well as a glass of milk to Harry before telling him to eat.
Harry glared defiantly at Lucius while the other sipped his coffee and ignored him for favour of watching the ceiling. Harry looked up and wondered what was so interesting about the ceiling to have caught the cold and impassive man's undivided attention. He couldn't find anything and so shrugged his shoulders. He didn't want to anger Lucius so early in the morning.
After breakfast, the family decided to floo to Diagon Alley to buy Harry new clothes. Lucius had not outwardly expressed his disgust when he had seen the rags Harry owned but Severus knew exactly how he felt and so had suggested the trip.
Theo headed off to the bookstore while Draco and Severus went to Magical Menagerie to look at potions. Lucius took Harry to shop for clothes at Madame Malkin's.
"Sir, you don't have to get me anything," Harry said nervously while Lucius sifted through the different colours of silk robes.
Lucius glanced at the boy and felt a jolt of sadness. Harry was nervously twisting the hem of his shirt in his tiny hands. He got down on his knees and lifted Harry's chin so that he could stare in the child's emerald eyes. "Harry I know I don't have to get you anything but I want to. You are my son and I love you just the way you are. I might not know you very well but I just need to see your bright smile to see what a wonderful and amazing person you are."
"But what if you get to know me and then decide you don't want me?"
"Harry I want you to call me father and I assure you that will never happen.I give you my word and a Malfoy never goes back on his word," Lucius replied pompously. Harry giggled at the tone of voice.
Lucius pretended to look offended which caused Harry to giggle even louder. Lucius picked Harry up and twirled him around. "And now as punishment for laughing at your elder, I am not going to let you go."
Harry laughed and tried to get Lucius to out him back down but Lucius just flung him over his shoulder.
"Ok. I'm sorry, so very sorry," Harry relented in hopes of being put down. People were staring at him and for once it wasn't because of his name.
Lucius seemed to be thinking for a moment, "No. If I let you go then what example would I be setting on my wayward son.
Harry laughed and complied to being his father's prisoner. Secretly, he liked being held in his father's strong and protective hold. He felt loved and protected.
He didn't feel like Harry Potter
He felt like...he was just Harry.
LM. HP. LM. HP. LM
After Lucius had brought Harry the clothes, he told Blaise to look after him while dealt with some financial matters.
Blaise and Harry went for ice-cream while they talked about random things. Harry discovered that Blaise was a laid-back and spontaneous sort of person. That was why Harry wasn't surprised when Blaise suggested they visit Knockturn Alley.
Harry vaguely remembered his nightmarish visit to Knockturn Alley last year. However, the prospect of an adventure was too tempting so he agreed with minimal resistance. After making sure that the rest of their family was nowhere in sight, they made a run for the Alley.
However, before they could even step foot into Knockturn Alley, they were grabbed from the scruffs of their shirts by an angry looking Severus.
"We are going home right now." The boys wisely kept their mouths shut. Lucius decided to appear at the moment, with Draco and Theo, and was able to put two and together. He wordlessly lead them back to their chamber in Hogwarts.
"Harry and Blaise, in the living room. Now!" Lucius commanded.
"Blaise explain." So Blaise explained what happened honestly.
"Is this true, Harry." Harry nodded his head timidly.
"Blaise, over my knee," Lucius demanded.
"But dad, it's not like we managed to do anything. Papa intercepted us," Blaise whined. His dad could be so unfair sometimes.
Draco snickered but was stopped from adding input by the glare his father sent his way.
"Blaise, I suggest you heed my warning or else you won't be able to sit properly come tomorrow.

Blaise quickly listened to his dad.
"Now Blaise, what did you do that was wrong?" Lucius asked, his hand resting gently on Blaise's arm.
"I went into Knockturn Alley without permission," Blaise replied sulkily.
"And?"
Blaise thought for a while but could not think of anything else that he had done that would incur the wrath of Lucius. "And that's it. Maybe you should sleep. I think you might be having vivid hallucinations."
Swat. "That was for your cheek. You will be grounded for the next month with the exception of quidditch practise. The grounding is for your cheek. Your ignorance as to what else you did is highly I appealing. Not only did you attempt to sneak into Knockturn Alley and jeopardize your safety, you also took your little brother with you. You set a terrible example on Harry.
Blaise hung his head. He felt guilty for convincing Harry to come with him. His father was right, if something had happened to him then Harry would have been even more susceptible to danger. He might not have been able to protect him.
Lucius landed three continuous swats on Blaise's rear before his hands were grasped lightly in Harry's hands. Lucius looked murderous before his eyes softened at the tear-streaked face of his youngest.
"D-d-don't hurt him. It wasn't his fault. I readily a-agreed to go with him. P-p-p-punish me instead," Harry was still grasping Lucius's hands in one hand while his other hand was rubbing furiously at his eyes.
Severus came and gently pried Harry's hand from Lucius's hand. Severus picked Harry up and lightly patted his back in a feeble attempt to calm him. Harry continued to cry while he hid his head in the crook of Severus's neck.
Lucius landed another ten swats on Blaise before he started crying. Harry started to sob uncontrollably when Blaise started crying and so Severus took Harry to his room. "I-I-I'm sorry dad. I won't do it again. I -OW- promise. Ouch. Please Dad."
At this point Blaise had gone completely limp in Lucius's hold and was sniffling softly. Lucius gently rubbed Blaise's back as he got his sobs under control before turning him around and hugging his son tightly. He let Blaise cry while he cuddled his son and let him know that everything had been forgiven.
After ten minutes, Blaise had gone to wash his face so he and Draco could go for quidditch practise with the rest of the Slytherin team. Theo went to the library so that he could finish his Transfigurations essay.
Lucius lightly knocked on Severus's door before entering. Harry was half-asleep but when he saw Lucius, he jumped off his papa to greet his dad.
"Dad, please, you have to punish me too." Lucius sat down on a wooden chair before bringing Harry on his lap. He cradled the tiny boy protectively.
"Harry, we still need to discuss the rules before I will even think of spanking you. Tomorrow we will discuss the rules and punishments. After that if you break the rules, rest be assured, you will be punished."
"But I love Blaise. I don't want you to punish him," Harry sniffled into his father's chest.
Lucius smiled inwardly at the big heart his son seemed to possess. "I love him too and I didn't want to punish him but sometimes parents must do the things they don't want to so that they can discipline their children. Now child, go to sleep. I'll wake you for dinner."
Harry nodded sleepily and drifted off with feelings of warmth and contentment.
Perhaps being part of Lucius Malfoy's Pure-Blood circle wasn't such a bad idea.
Im sorry the chapter was a little shorter than the previous one.
For those if you who are following my story Quicksand, I will be posting another chapter in about two weeks.
What job does Lucius have because I can't remember reading about it in the books and I might need to mention it in the story.
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