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Give Me One More Chance	By : ArchNemesis Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 34516 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Give Me One More Chance

Chapter 22: Year 4, A Son�s Devotion

Pairings: James/Lucius

Rating: Kneazle

Disclaimer: The
characters of Harry Potter are not mine; they are the property of JK Rowling
and Warner Bros. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

W A R N
I N G:
This is about male pregnancy (possibly) and male/male relationships. I�m
letting you know now what the relationships WILL contain. So, if you are
AGAINST such pairings, please find something else more to your liking,
you have been WARNED.
Flames will be ignored.
Beta-read by: Jadwiga.
Thanks hon! You�re the best. Any mistakes after she
has done her work are mine.
Summary:
Twenty-one year old James Potter finds himself in a precarious situation after
he split with his boyfriend. Only his friends and family knows about it, but
what happens when his ex-lover comes back?

Special thank you to: Slytherin_vs_Gryffindor yahoo group, and for those who read and didn�t review thank you for even taking the time read up to this chapter.
Notes: I would like to thank each
and everyone who had participated in the recent polls. The results were more
than sufficient for my muses to plot this chapter. I hope you like it.
Also I would like to thank all of
you for being patient over the past year with my computer meltdown. I have
friends in high places that were able to repair my laptop back to working
condition, which allowed me to update this long awaited chapter. Thank you so
very much! ~ArchNemesis
Enjoy!
OOoOoOo
News had traveled swiftly throughout
Britain�s wizarding society of the return of James Potter. His
homecoming was all over the papers.
The Daily Prophet�s article
declared: JAMES POTTER RETURNS FROM THE DEAD!
By some unexplained turn of events, former Hogwarts
student, Jamierson Harold Potter, miraculously returned from the dead. He is
seen (two days prior to this print) being ushered out of court by none other
than Lucius Malfory flanked
by Professor Severus Snape, Headmaster Albus
Dumbledore, Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy, and his lawyer, Matthew Calhoun.
This reporter was privileged enough to sit in on the
proceedings of lawsuits between the Malfoys and the
Blacks against our very own Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge.
Although much cannot be mentioned due to the delicate
nature of the suits, it has come to light that James Potter is indeed the
birthing mother to the boy-who-lived, Harrison James Potter, and spouse to
Lucius Malfoy.
As an exclusive, Mr. Malfoy told the Daily Prophet, ��James
and I are soul mates and had been officially married in 1980 following my
divorce to Narcissa, shortly after my sons were
born.�
Surprisingly, Narcissa Black
along with Lord Lucien Malfoy, both had been found guilty of conspiracy against
a mated pair�a crime that is punishable by death�back in 1980. Both served a
one year term in Azkaban.
But what gives authentication to James Potter being alive?
As it turned out, Mr. Potter had been involved in a Muggle
mugging in Godric�s Hallow, leaving him with no
memory of his family or friends or where he lived. Sadly, it would be thirteen
years of living in an unfamiliar place before he found his way back home.
We were so busy celebrating the defeat of You-Know-Who that
we failed to investigate the untimely deaths of James and Lily Potter and that
of 13 Muggles and Peter Pettigrew.
Out of the devastation of the ruined house in Godric�s Hollow, Lily Evans was killed protecting her
godson, Harry Malfoy. And from that great sacrifice emerged the boy-who-lived.
More to follow as this story develops.
By Marshal MacTrillian
James folded the paper with a
satisfying smirk. Lucius only gave the five minute interview because Rita Skeeter was not allowed to do the write up. At least MacTrillian got all the facts straight, even though quite a
bit was left out. There was no mention of Sirius being innocent�another article
was to be put out next week on him and his family.
There was a small column talking
about Fudge�s removal from office with Arthur Weasley
standing in until the next election. James was positive that his husband would
contend, especially if Lucien has his way, only to rub Fudge�s face in it. But
Lucius didn�t want to vacate his seat as a school governor�owing to the fact
that he received news faster about what the boys were doing in school. A
beaming smile lit James� face at the picture his mind conjured.
More than likely, Lucius would
claim the Minister of Magic�s seat for a few months then relinquish it back to
Arthur Weasley or whoever was voted in.
With every thing that had
transpired over the past several months, James felt unsettled. His husband
rarely left the mansion except for board meetings; Lucius cut back on those
letting his father go into the office to deal with the shareholders and media
relations. The ex-Slytherin said that they were going on holiday, away from all
the press and stress.
They traveled for the better part
of the summer, long after the trial. Harry and Draco spent time between their
grandfather and godfathers� houses. James missed his children. He had a constant
ache in his chest that eventually upset his stomach, from been parted so soon after getting back to
them, but the former Gryffindor
was enjoying his time spent with his lover.
Currently, James and Lucius were
in Greece. The Malfoy family owned a villa on a little island called
Helena just south of the mainland across a small body of water.
The wizarding village reminded James of Godric�s
Hallow. The Muggles that lived in the area were
descendants with a magical background. In a word, Squibs.�
His inheritance from his mother
and father passed down through the countless years. He grieved for his home.
James hadn�t been back of course. Lucius told him that most of the interior
(especially the upstairs nursery) had been destroyed by the light and dark magic.
Maybe, once Harry turned twenty-one, he could fix-up the house and move-in.
James just didn�t have the heart to sell it.
Tears gathered in his eyes. It
wasn�t fair that his family had to suffer from his stupidity of not changing
his Will. And for the life of him, James couldn�t figure out why he (least of all Harry) was the target of Voldemort�s wrath.
But there was no use dwelling on
it. James knew that soon he would have to go into hiding again and probably
under the Fidelius
Charm. Just thinking about the past thirteen years made his stomach queasy.
In fact, he had to dash into the
bathroom to puke. This was the first time in two weeks he�s had a problem with
keeping his food down.
Before, when he and Lucius were in Egypt, James had fallen ill. He was quite sure that he had picked up a bug among the sand and pyramids. He hadn�t
mentioned anything to Lucius, James didn�t want to worry him unnecessarily, so
James began putting up silencing charms while he was in the bathroom and all
the while, Lucius was completely oblivious to it all. And things rarely got by
the former Slytherin.
James was alone for the moment as
Lucius had been summoned by Severus and right now would be the prefect time to
take a nap. Laying down, half way asleep, James unconsciously splayed his hand
across his stomach, never once noticing the tiny bursts of magic deep within.
oOoOoOo
Obsidian eyes watched the agitated
blond pace back and forth across the sitting room, magic trickling from the
lithe wizard.
Lucius Malfoy was angry.
And with him being as mad as he
was, it was definitely never a good thing. Lucius� temper rivaled Lucien�s.
Unfortunately, Severus
had to call his friend away from his holiday and husband to check on Draco. The
younger Malfoy heir had been showing signs of melancholy that included lack of
sleep with little to no appetite. No matter what Severus had done to get his
godson to open up to him, Draco had refused
to talk.
It wasn�t until Sirius (being
the Marauder that he was) slipped three drops of Veritaserum
into Draco�s pumpkin juice one morning and started asking questions that
Severus nearly flipped when Draco admitted to being scared of being taking away
from his parents to live with the evil witch who had hurt him.
And when Sirius had asked, �Hurt you how?� curious
to know what his spiteful cousin
had done to the child she had abandoned all those years ago. The answer, however, was enough for them to call
Lucius.
The former Slytherin
was trying his best to pull answers out of the Potions master, but Severus
remained tight lipped.
Sighing, Lucius
paused mid-step; shaking his head warily. He had just finished with one problem and now another problem cropped
up for him to handle.
Octavious and Dumbledore had covered up the truth as to what had really happened when his ex-wife had been to Hogwarts
to see Draco�a visit, which had damaging effects to
the teenger.
So, here was Lucius, in Severus�
home ranting and raving about killing Narcissa. His
normally pale complexion was mottled with red dots and his handsome features were contorted with fury. His magic
crackled around him.
Narcissa had gone too far.
Bam!
�Lucius,
you are not thinking rationally,� Severus admitted after repairing another
crystal water decanter.
Crash!
The other tall male turned sharply
to gaze heatedly at his best friend.
�I am thinking quite soundly, Severus. Thinking how many bloody
different ways I can curse that bitch. I have had it with her! She will not get
away with hitting my son!� Lucius� blood boiled up again.
The Potions master finally gave up
on repairing the decanter as spidery cracks crept along the decorative sides. A
delicate tea set shook on the table as the windows rattled. Severus placed his
hand over his face, wishing that Calhoun would hurry and show-up. He wasn�t so
sure if his house would survive Lucius� fury.
As if hearing his silent request, Moppy popped in announcing the lawyer�s arrival.
�About bloody time,� Severus
muttered, pouring himself a generous amount of Scotch and poured the others
Firewhiskey. He added a minuscule dose of calming
draught to Lucius� glass. �Where have you been?� Severus directed to their
friend, it shouldn�t have taken the lawyer this long to get here if he was
coming from home.
�I was having lunch with Lucien when
I received the owl,� Calhoun replied, handing his outer cloak to the
small creature before it disappeared.
That answers my question, Severus thought, turning around to refill his glass.
Quicksilver orbs narrowed
dangerously�Lucius was all ready teetering
on the edge of cursing someone and Severus was not in the mood of
cleaning up blood�it�s a pain-in-the-arse to get out.
�And pray tell why would you be
having afternoon tea with my father, Cal?�
The biting tone was not lost on
the other, Severus attempted to prevent their childhood friend from answering
the question, but the hints to keep Calhoun�s mouth closed didn�t help.
�For one: my father was not
available; and two: I enjoy his company�your father is a very charming man.�
Warning bells were going off in
the ex-Slytherin�s head�this was not the first time
Calhoun had meet with the older Malfoy under the pretense of his father�s
un-availability. Something was going on between the two of them and Lucius
called Calhoun on it.
�I�ve known you all my life, Cal. I love you as a brother, but I warn you, Cal, my father�s heart is not
to be trifled with. I will not hesitate to hex you if you hurt him. The loss of
my mother nearly killed him.�
The lawyer sputtered, choking on
his drink, spilling it down his vest. �What the devil are you on about,
Lucius?� Calhoun asked, ignoring Severus in the background to be quiet.
�I�m referring to the affair
you�re having with my father.� There he had
said it, Lucius� heart twisted painfully at being reminded of the absence of
his mother and the loneliness his father must feel daily.
�I assure you, Lucius, no such
liaison is going on between your father and me.�
�Good,� Lucius
replied, taking a large mouthful of the potent fiery brew.
�That would be between him and my
father.�
Sharply spitting out the liquor,
Lucius turned quicksilver orbs to his childhood friend. His aura crackled and
sizzled.
�Now, Lucius, calm down� Cal, please tell him that your father and Lucien are merely good old friends, please! My house will
not be destroyed because of Lucius� tantrum fit!� Severus declared and he
didn�t know how he would be able to explain to Sirius their sudden displacement,
because he was not going to move Number 12 Grimmauld�under
any circumstances.
�Lucius,
how can you begrudge your father of physical companionship?� Cal questioned, not understanding what the problem was. Lucien was
still a young robust wizard, who shouldn�t deny himself of any type of liaison.
�My father should have died when I
was born and the only reason that he is alive today is because of our bond,�
Lucius ranted.
�Yes, he is alive and you should
be thankful that he had you to live for,
but what about him? Don�t you think it�s time to allow him to have some type of
relationship? I see him almost daily and he�s a very lonely man, Lucius. I�ve
noticed the longing in his eyes when he sees you and James together. Why would
you want to deprive him of some
happiness?� Calhoun tossed back to his friend; appalled at Lucius� childish
behavior.
This calmed the Malfoy heir.
Calhoun was correct, Lucius was being selfish. How could he keep his father
alone and isolated? It wasn�t fair. Sure the children were a joy for Lucien, but they were growing up and
spending less time with him and his father. Besides, their company couldn�t
compare to that of an intimate relationship.
Being alone for thirteen years couldn�t compare to
thirty-seven years of loneliness. Heaving a heavy sigh in defeat, Lucius
dropped into his seat, taking the rest of his drink in one swallow.
�Now, that that�s settled, shall
we get down to business?� Calhoun asked,
sitting his duffle bag on the table and withdrawing parchments.
�This is what I found out about your ex-wife, Lucius.�
�She believes that Draco is your
true heir and had made a petition to have joint legal custody, as is within her rights to do
so. However, in light of Severus� discovery of her hitting Draco that may be your ace in the hole.
But this is where it becomes
tricky.�
�Tricky? How?� Lucius
asked, refilling his tumbler with Firewhiskey.
�Draco
would need to testify that Narcissa indeed hit him.�
�Absolutely not! I will not have
my son subjected to that kind of trial! Nor will I have my family�s business
put out in the open. Draco�s already scared into thinking that he�s going to be
taken away from James and I.�
�You have no choice, Lucius. You
either let Draco submit his account along with Dumbledore�s and Octavious� statement of facts, or Narcissa gets to walk away
with joint legal custody and if that happens there will be no way to reverse the decision, regardless that
James adopted Draco. Narcissa is the birth mother.�
�If I allow this, what will happen
with Draco?�
�You need to remember that cases
involving minors are often not public with your status in the wizarding world,
it�s anyone�s guess. I will do my best to keep this quiet, but sooner or later
someone is going to leak this information to the press. Once we prove Narcissa�s abuse of Draco to
Children Services, she�ll more than likely be refused any and all claims on
Draco. A restraining order will be issued until he�s twenty-five.�
�I don�t like this, Cal,� Lucius
replied.
�I know, Lucius, but it�s the only
way to keep Narcissa from finding out about Harry
being your true heir,� Calhoun answered.
The three former Slytherins took
their seats around Severus� desk, discussing
the possibility of yet another hearing.
oOoOoOo
A knock on the door caused Fudge to turn around from his
packing. He nearly stumbled to the floor when he saw that it was Sirius Black
standing in his doorway.
�What do you want? You�ve gotten what you wanted from the
trial, so be gone!�
�No not everything, Fudge.�
The older Black heir casually
sauntered around the near vacant office. Sirius noted with satisfaction that
Fudge was voted out.
�What more could there possibly
be?�
�My vaults.�
The former minister stiffened at
those two words.
�I� I don�t know what you� you�re
talking about,� Fudge stuttered. He was beginning to sweat.
�No? Well let me enlighten you. My
family vaults, which
include my brother�s along with several properties, have been seized by the Ministry on your orders. I want
you to unseal them and return them back to us,� Sirius said.
�I�m sorry, but I don�t know what
you�re talking about,� Fudge repeated. �And even if I did, you would need proof that the
Ministry hold such items that you speak of.�
Smiling evilly, Sirius reached
inside his silk-lined cloak. �I believe this is the proof that you were talking
about.�
He then threw down a parchment
that unrolled on top of the box covered desk. �It�s a letter from Gringotts, you have illegally seized money that didn�t
belong to you or the Ministry, which you tried to access but since you are not
of the Noble and Ancient House of Black, you weren�t entitled to such
liberties. Now you have twenty-four hours to return control of my family vaults
or else.�
�Now see here, you can�t threaten
me like that. Besides, you have to take up any grievances with the new Minister
of Magic; I have no jurisdiction or power here to do as you ask.�
�Oh, I beg to differ, you still
hold the power of your
post as Minister of Magic until midnight tonight. Your signature is on the original
order, therefore you need
to sign the release papers and if I have to, I�m quite sure that Calhoun
wouldn�t mind having another go at you.�
Fudge paled at the mention of
Lucius� attorney�s name.
�Fine, fine! I�ll sign whatever it
is you want, just go away and leave me in peace!�
�You have made a wise decision,�
Sirius mocked, as he made
sure that Fudge signed his name on the appropriate
parchments.
oOoOoOo
The school year started off as any
regular school year, the feast was yet again scrumptious. Harry and Orion along
with Draco, Hermione and Sam were all equally excited, happy to be renewing
friendships and welcoming new students to Hogwarts.
However, those who knew Harry,
knew how his luck went, the school year was anything but exciting. Somehow,
Harry�s name ended up in the Goblet of Fire for the Triwizard
Tournament.� At first many believed that
Harry managed to have one of the older kids to place his name in the cup.
Regrettably, the Ministry wouldn�t
adjust the rules stating that it was a binding contact�Harry had to compete.
Once Lucius and James were informed of their son�s involvement, both nearly
went into hysterics.
After the final task of retrieving
the Triwiard Cup, Harry came back with Cedric Diggory�s body. It appeared that the cup was a Portkey, by none other than the Defense Against the Dark
Arts teacher, Alastor Moody (and that wasn�t
discovered until much later).
But the tale didn�t end there for
Harry. In all the confusion, Harry was ushered off the field by Moody.
In the quiet of Professor�s
Moody�s office, he asked Harry, �What was it like? What was he like?�
The teen was still trying to
process what occurred and answered
automatically, �Who?�
�The Dark Lord,� Moody replied as
he pressed harder onto Harry�s forearm, where he was cut for a ritual in a
graveyard to bring He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named into a physical body. Everything
else was a blur.
The Headmaster along with Severus
and Minerva hurried into the office with Dumbledore casting an Expelliarmus
spell, sending Moody flying into a chair and crashing into the brick wall
behind him.
Once the polyjuice
potion wore off, it was revealed that Barty Crouch,
jr. had had a hand in placing Harry�s name in the Goblet of Fire in order for
him to end up in that graveyard to resurrect the Dark Lord. Severus made sure that Crouch didn�t move a
muscle by holding the scoundrel at wand point, ready to cast a hex or an
Unforgivable, if necessary, should Crouch attempt to escape.
In the coming days, Hogwarts was
in mourning as they had lost one of their own. Professor Dumbledore explained
to the students that Cedric died by the hand of Voldemort,
whom the Minister of Magic denied had returned. But the Headmaster had no intention of lying to his
students and told them the truth�Voldemort was back.
The one most deeply affected by
Cedric�s death seemed to be Harry. He sat quietly in classes and barely ate.
Orion finally told his mother that Harry wasn�t sleeping all that well and took
to staying awake for as long as he could. The Potions master sent a letter to
his best friend, relaying to Lucius the information
his son had imparted to him about Harry.
oOoOoOo
Dropping his trunk inside his
childhood room, Harry flopped down on the bed, happy to be finally home. He
glanced about the room that he couldn�t remember. Harry stood, fully intending
to bath and just go to sleep, but there was a knock on his door before it
opened.
�Hi, mum,� Harry greeted with a
slight wary smile.
�Hi, there youself.�
James quietly closed the door and sat down next to his son. Harry moved a
little closer to him, wanting to feel his mum�s warmth and to familiarize
himself with his mother�s spicy-cinnamon scent, that was so like his father�s and yet different and
unique at the same time. �You can talk to me, Harry.�
�I know� it�s just that� that I�
told him to grab that cup. If� I hadn�t, Cedric would still be alive.�
�No one blames you, Harry. If you
want to blame someone, then blame Barty Crouch,
junior. He was the one who made the cup a Portkey,
not you. It�s okay to be sad and mourn your friend, but Cedric wouldn�t want
you to be consumed by his death. Remember him for who Cedric was.
�Now, Dobby has prepared a light
dinner for you and drawn a bath. I suggest you eat and relax and then get some
sleep. Your father is taking us on a trip and we�re leaving at first light,�
James said as he hugged his teenaged son.
�Okay, mum,� Harry answered with a
slight smile. �Mum?�
�Yes, Harry.�
�I love you.�
�I love you too, Harry.�
Once James was outside of Harry�s
room, Lucius asked his lover his burning question, �Well, how is he?�
Sighing, James looked back to the
door. �If I didn�t know any better, Lucius, I would say that he was hurting
from a broken heart.�
The taller wizard nearly growled,
but swallowed it down.
�Lucius,
you can�t expect a boy Harry�s age not to have developed some type of crush or feelings for someone,� James argued,
taking his husband by the hand and leading him away from their son�s door to
their own bedroom.
�He�s only fourteen, for Merlin�s
sake!� Lucius shot back.
�He will be fifteen in two
month�s. Leave him and Draco be��
Oops, James hadn�t meant to mention his other son.
�Draco?
What about Draco?� Lucius asked, looking at his mate with some suspicion.
�Nothing, sweetheart,� James said,
a little too quickly for Lucius� taste, but he remained silent on the matter,
watching his spouse with intensity. It was now quite obvious to Lucius it was
well past the time for him to give the �talk� to his boys.
James noticed the feral look that
passed over Lucius� face and his own cheeks heated up at the dilated pupils.
Lucius slid up to his smaller husband, titling James� head up towards his with slender fingers under the
ex-Gryffindor�s chin.
Bending a little forward, Lucius smirked and said in a low
mesmerizing tone, �I seem to recall a dark haired man, of twenty-one, I
believe�� Lucius ran his hand through messy raven locks, listening to James�
breathing speed up while running his other hand along James� chest, taking
great care to tease the flat pebbles just below the surface of the thin
t-shirt. ��who is wearing the same look of want on his face when I took him for
the first time.�
Then without warning, Lucius
closed the gap between them to capture thin pink lips. Soft moaning echoed
within the vast master bedroom. Clothes were thrown across the room. Lucius
licked his way downward, taking in his lover�s unique intoxicating scent. James
shivered as air hit the wet trail left behind from Lucius� tongue gliding over
his skin.
He mewled loudly as his cock was
suddenly wrapped in the burning heat of his mate�s mouth. His head moved from
side to side from the languid bobbing Lucius used to make him harder than James
thought was necessary. He tangled slender fingers in blond hair, making sure not to grab tight�James didn�t want
to lose the fire that made his dick swell to delicious proportions.
Lucius nearly smiled
around the organ in his mouth as he heard James� keen cry of passion once he
slid his index finger into James� exposed hole. Unconsciously, the former
Gryffindor bent his legs at the knees, spreading himself wide for Lucius, eager
for more. That wicked tongue lapped at his entrance, then gently began to pierce it, working it�s way
inside of him until he was dripping wet before going back to sucking him off.
And at some point, James wasn�t sure when, his mind too far gone with desire, Lucius accio the jar of
well used lubricant.
Another digit was added.
Lucius carefully moved his fingers in a scissor-like motion to
loosen up the taut anal passage. He felt James� legs quiver when he struck the
bundle of nerves, which nearly made
James jump off the bed. James rocked his hips for more friction
to relieve the ache that had been building inside of him, but just when he felt his balls
draw-up, Lucius let go of his manhood and removed his fingers.
Panting heavily, eyes glassy with
lust, James couldn�t rebuke Lucius for halting when he did. But that didn�t
stop his sigh of
discontentment.
Lucius rubbed the rest of the slick gel onto his aching penis.
Pre-cum dribbled down the sides of James� thigh onto the duvet. Lucius breathed deeply to refrain from taking his wanton lover hard and fast. He
wanted this to last. He wanted to hear James scream out his name as he took
James.
Lifting one tanned leg over his
shoulder, Lucius watched as the tip of his length slowly disappeared into his
husband�s enticing fiery tunnel.
James thought he blacked-out when
his prostrate was bumped on Lucius� first inward stroke. It was a bit
overwhelming for him as if they haven�t made love in years, when in actuality it was the night before. This
was what James adored about Lucius; the ex-Slytherin was a raging storm when
they made love, slowly forming on the horizon, and then unleashing his fury
upon James� body.
James groaned.
He moaned.
He began sobbing.
He began begging for release.
With his right hand, he gripped
his penis, never pumping it to bring release. With his other hand, he pinched
one of his nubs then reached down, running a finger over the slit to gather
some of the come leaking out then flicked his finger over the nub again. That
erotic action caused his husband to plunge harder.
Lucius was spell bound as he watched James play with himself. His lion was magnificent! James
moved his hand up his hard-on, holding it for a few seconds before sliding his
hand down. Repeating the motion several times, coaxing more semen to seep out,
until a flowing river of creamy white eventually spilled over the hand that was
clutching the appendage in a secure grip.
Leaning forward, Lucius kissed his
bond-mate, whispering, �I love you� into James ear, reaching his orgasm after a
few hurried hard deep strokes, losing the even measured rhythm he had set.�
Never pulling out completely,
Lucius laid on James, both attempting to gain their regular breathing back.
Fingers once again returned to his long blond hair, carding through the now
damp locks. Finally, James gave up and succumbed to the tiredness he had been
fighting for a few weeks.
Noticing the closed eyes and light
snoring, Lucius summoned a top sheet to cover them. He didn�t want their
children to see them naked and in bed, covered with splashed come.
Looking at his spouse again,
Lucius couldn�t help nudging James awake with his semi-hard-on.
Through out the night, Lucius made
love to his bond-mate unaware of the new life they had created.
oOo TBC oOo
A/N: Well, how was that? It took
me a minute to write the end as I had to keep pausing to fan myself. If I can�t
say nothing else about this chapter other than it was lengthy, it is the end
scene was HOT. So, now we see that James if pregnant again and doesn�t know.
How will Lucius react when he finds? How will James react? Do you think that
James will keep it to himself again? Does anyone believe that Severus is
pregnant also? Don�t know? Well, stay tuned for the next chapter to find out.
Nemesis
oOoOo Teaser for
Chapter 23 oOoOo
�What the bloody hell is
going-on?!�
�Now, Siri,
it�s not what you think,� Severus cut in, hoping his husband wouldn�t do
anything stupid.
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