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You Can't Run From Love	By : Giovanna Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Lucius Views: 20056 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 5
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You Can't Run From Love
Parings:
Lucius Malfoy/Harry Potter
Draco Malfoy/Blaise Zabini
Hermione Granger/Neville Longbottom
Astoria Greengrass/Ron Weasley
Fleur Delacour/Bill Weasley
Angelina Johnson/George Weasley
Lee Jordan/Fred Weasley
Dean Thomas/Ginny Weasley
Charlie Weasley/Oliver Wood
With the war now over Harry wants to start a new life. Instead of doing what is expected of him, he runs away from everyone and everything he has ever known. Worst of all he ran away from the only man he has ever loved. What will happen when the love of his life finally finds him and their daughter?
Harry Potter and Co. do not belong to me JKR takes all the credit.
Chapter 2: Luis Mason
Two Weeks Later
Harry sat in his office going over his notes for his upcoming appointment. It was for a small company owned by Luis Mason. It seemed Mr. Mason wanted to operate a pharmaceutical company via the web. Harry did the necessary background check and found that Mr. Mason was rich in his own right. He came from old money. He wanted to make his mark in society on his own merits. Sighing, he set his pen down on his desk. Lately, his mind had been going back to the friends he left back in England. He wondered if Ron and Hermione were married to each other yet, if they have children of their own? Was Ron an Auror like he wanted? Was Hermione still fighting for the rights of house elves and other unfortunate creatures?
He could see it now: a little girl who had fire red hair just like Ron and brains like Hermione. Thinking about his friends always brought his mind back to Lucius. Jade had not asked any more questions about him but he knew she would again. Her and Macy made up the very next day. He was deep in thought when his assistant buzzed in, "Mr. Harcourt your 10:00 appointment, Mr. Mason, is here."
Breaking away from his thoughts, he answered her, a bit dazed "Umm…Thank you Rita, can you get him settled in the conference room with refreshments. I will be there shortly."
"No problem Mr. Harcourt" she responded.
Harry exhaled slowly he needed to get his head in the here and now. No use thinking about what could have been. He made his decision and he has to stick to it. He got up from his desk, retrieving his suit jacket from the back of his chair. On days when he had no meetings the dress code for the day was jeans and a button down shirt. Today, he wore a dark blue Armani suit. It was a slim fit made of soft Prince of Wales wool. It was a single-breasted, one-button jacket with peaked lapels and slim-leg trousers. It had regular waist belt loops, jetted pockets and a crease in the center. He dressed it with a soft blue shirt and no tie, leaving the top button undone.
One thing he got from Lucius was how to dress better when it was required. His hair was pulled into a loose bun at the nape of his neck with a leather tie. His scar was not covered whenever he was in the muggle world. He left it uncovered; no one asked how he got it. He picked up the file he had on Mr. Mason and walked out of his office passing his assistant Rita. The conference room was at the other end of the hall from his office. When he walked in the conference room his head was down looking over his notes, "Mr. Mason thank you for wa…" when he looked up to address Mr. Mason, he got the shock of his life standing. Before him was Lucius Malfoy.
Lucius still looked the same as the last time Harry saw him. He did not know what to say. He could not pretend he was Michael Harcourt because his scar was in plain view. Lucius did not seem surprise to see him; they kept staring at each other. "I did not peg you for a blond with blue eyes but it suits you. Although, I prefer green and raven hair."
"How did you find me?" was all he could say.
Lucius took a step closer to him, making Harry take a step back. "Is that all you have to say to me. No hello, how are you doing? It took me a long time and a lot of gold to find you and all you have to say is how did I find you?"
Harry looked away from him; he could not bear to see the hurt in Lucius' eyes. He walked around Lucius and sat at the conference putting his face in his hands "I had to leave; I could not stay there anymore. Can you honestly tell me that we could have lived a happily without the press in our lives day in and day out?"
"I don't know Harry; you did not give us a chance to find out. Instead you ran away like a thief in the night. And what of our daughter, does she even know about the world she comes from?"
Harry heard the silent question being asked, does she know about him? He did not need to ask how Lucius knew about Jade, he knew the same way he found him, "I…I've told her about the Wizarding world, we visit the magical community here. She has had bouts of accidental magic since she was a year old." He said with a fond smile remembering the time she turned the sofa pink because she wanted it that color. She kept screaming ink at the sofa. It would turn pink, making her laugh whenever Harry would change it back to its original color; she would try and change it back.
"Does she know about me?" He demanded.
He had a right to his anger; Harry kept his child away from him. "She knows about you and Draco. I have never kept the truth away from her." They were quiet for a few minutes each in there own thoughts. "How have you been?" he asked.
"Other than missing my Lover, just peachy," was the snide remark.
"What do you want from me Luc? I know that it was a coward thing to do. But what choice did I have? Everyone expected so much from me and when I gave them everything I had they wanted more." He yelled.
"I'm not everybody Harry, all I asked was that you loved me and I you!" He yelled back.
Harry scoffed at that, "When did we ever utter those words to each other? Remember, we started out as a way to comfort each other because of the war, our relationship was suppose to be just sex." The disbelieving expression on Lucius face told Harry he went too far. "If you loved me, why didn't you ever tell me how you felt?" he trained his eyes on something other than Lucius. "Why didn't you give me a reason not think that leaving was my only option?"
"Would it have stopped you from leaving?"
Harry hesitated "I...I don't know, maybe." Harry felt tears well up in his eyes; he closed them to stop tears from falling. He would not let Lucius see how much pain and regret he carried.
"When can I see her?" came the question Harry has been dreading since he walked into the conference room.
"She has been asking to meet you. How coincidental is it that you showed up. Can you give me sometime to tell her you are here?" Hoping to buy himself sometime, "Where can I reach you?"
"Before I give you that information, forgive me but I do not trust you. You will allow me to put a tracking charm on you."
Again, Harry could not blame him. Nodding his head, Lucius took out his wand. Harry felt the tingling sensation of magic as he placed the charm on him.
"Now, I am staying at a Penthouse owned by a very close friend of mine. They are wizards so you will be able to reach me by floo. I'm giving you until the end of tomorrow, Harry. Do not make me come chasing after you. And another thing after today her name will no longer be Harcourt she is a Malfoy and should be address as such." He left no room for argument, writing the information down before he turned to walk away but Harry had to ask one question.
"Did you remarry?"
Lucius turned and looked him in the eyes "I believe that is none of your concern. But let me ease your conscience, no I did not."
"Are you seeing anyone I…I need to know because of how it will affect Jade?"
Lucius stalked towards him like a predator stalking his prey. It was one of the things Harry found attractive about the older man: the fact that he could make people in a room pay notice to him with out even trying. When he was directly in front of Harry, he grabbed him by the back of his neck and pulled him close until the lips were so close they were breathing each other air. "I did not come all this way to take my daughter home without her birth father," his lips came down on his in a hard, bruising kiss. He stole any retort Harry had. When Lucius pulled away, he walked out of the conference room without looking back, leaving Harry gasping for air.
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