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
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: Mitts. Thank you for taking on another project
with me! Any mistakes after she has done her work are mine.
Notes: I know it’s been a while and I’m sorry. I lost my
flash drive with all my updates and future chapters. I was fortunate enough to
have found a printed copy with all my hand written notes in my other computer
bag (does happy dance). Sadly, if anyone is waiting for Worlds Apart or A Mate for
Sesshoumaru to be updated, it’s going to be a long wait. I am attempting to
remember some of the scenes and dialogue and the process is slow going. Please
be patient with me.
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?
Enjoy!
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Chapter 24: Summer Before Year 5Harry and Draco watched as their mother carefully meandered
himself into the dining room and plopped down into the nearest chair. Neither
heir said a word as James rested his head on his folded arms, moaning pitifully
in obvious misery like a wounded animal.
Lucien peered over the top of the newspaper he’d been
reading to run a critical eye over his son-in-law, and what his saw was not
pleasing to his grey eyes. What had Lucius been doing to his husband? James
looked a frightful mess. The object of Lucien’s inner musings walked in, and he
was going to berate his son for keeping James from getting the proper rest that
the man obviously needed.
“Lucius, just the person I wanted to see,” Lucien said
causing his son to pause in confusion. The elder Malfoy
carefully re-folded his paper, making sure that the ceases were aligned with
the edges before giving his only child and heir his undivided attention.
“Yes, Father?”
“What is wrong with your husband? I understand the need to
keep him up at night, but really? Give the poor man a break,” Lucien chastised,
displeased with his son about his lustful behavior. Lucius was not a teenager
any longer! He needed to show some self-restraint.
“I’m not sure what you’re referring to, Father? James and I
have not been up at night recently, or have you forgotten? I’ve been meeting
with Calhoun preparing for the hearing coming up,” Lucius replied sitting down
at the table with his usual choice of food—two crepes topped with strawberries,
and a glass of orange juice with a shot of Firewhiskey.
Gasping slightly, Lucien did forget. “Then pray tell, what
is the matter with James? He looks like he’s about to be sic-”
James bolted from the room before Lucien finished his
sentence. Eight pairs of wide quicksilver orbs glanced worriedly in the
direction that the former Gryffindor had taken.
Lucius swiftly chased after his mate to the bathroom closest
to the dining room once he overcame his initial shock. Retching drifted into
the hallway where Lucius was standing. He wasn’t sure if his should enter or
not. But his concern for James out weighted the tongue lashing he might receive.
Upon walking into the modest bathing room, Lucius picked-up
a hand towel, turning on the taps to soak the piece of cloth in Luke warm water,
and pressed it to the back of James’ neck once James lifted his head out of the
toilet.
Lucius filled one of the empty glasses with refreshing cold
water and handed it to his lover. James gratefully accepted it, using some of
the water to slosh around in his mouth spitting it into the toilet, ridding it
of the terrible after affects of vomiting. Then James shakily sat back against
Lucius with his eyes closed.
“Now, would you like to tell what is wrong with you, love?”
Lucius asked, running his hand up and down James’ arm in a soothing motion.
“Nothing, sweetheart. I think I
picked-up a bug or something while we were on holiday, that’s all,” James
replied, attempting to get the rolling in his stomach under control.
“Hmm… well, if that’s the case then I’m sure you wouldn’t
mind, Madame Arterberry, to have a look at you. We’ve
been home for nearly a month, you shouldn’t be sick, and if you have picked-up
a virus it should had been treated immediately,” Lucius commented as he
assisted his husband to stand, then guiding him to the stairs, preparing to
take James back to their room and put him bed.
“I didn’t want to worry you, Lucius. You have so much going
on, and-”
“And you are my biggest concern, James. I’ll firecall Madame Arterberry.
She’ll be very delighted to see you,” Lucius said pulling the covers up over
his ill spouse.
No longer fighting the weariness of his body, James gave
into the sleep that was currently pulling him under. But before James was
completely asleep he whispered, “Madame Arterberry is
fine. I hadn’t seen her in years. ” Then he was out.
Lucius was extremely alarmed. He never seen James this
tired, ever. He knew that it was more than a mere bug to get the best of his
dark haired husband.
oOoOoOo
Quietly closing the door, Madame Arterberry
made her way back downstairs to Lucius’ study. In there, she not only found her
employer, but his father and sons. She had been the attending healer to the Malfoy family since before Lucius was born.
Madame Arterberry sighed quietly, remembering
when Lucien was so elated about the news of becoming a parent—it was the
happiest moment of his and Lucas’ lives.
oOo Flashback
oOo
Just newly married,
Lucien’s expectations of being the Malfoy heir were
weighted heavily upon his young shoulders.
The endless meetings
with shareholders from various parts of Britain were a constant drain on Lucien
and not to mention the potential investors from overseas. He couldn’t figure
out how his father managed to juggle a multi-million galleon business and a
family.
His father, Abraxas, always harped on about, “If a man should be
judged, let him be judged by the number of children he sired.” That was
Lucien’s father’s motto. Sadly, Lucien would be the only child.
Even though Abraxas was a hard man to get along with as well as a
strewed businessman, he always valued his family and put them first before the
goings-on of the family business. He usually tried to be at home in time to
join his wife and son for dinner.
Unfortunately, his
mother died a little before his fifth birthday. She took a nasty spill down the
stairs while heavily pregnant, over balancing one morning on her way to join
Lucien and his father for breakfast. His father didn’t live long thereafter
either. And thus, Lucien became the head Malfoy
monarch at the age of seventeen.
At any rate, Lucien
was feeling the pressures of his family of securing the Malfoy
line with an heir. In addition to compound the never ending problems, his
spouse of a couple of months has been under the weather for several days with
no relief in sight of the headaches or fainting spells.
Another week past and
Lucien decided that it was high time he put his foot down and called the family
healer.
Madame Adamina Arterberry was a young medi-witch with flowing dark hair and bright green eyes.
She was extremely short, standing at a mere five feet in height, but Madame Arterberry had grace in when she moved or talk. She was
very forward and didn’t cater to those in power. She did her job to the best of
her ability and Madame Arterberry knew when to be
discreet.
She graduated at the
top of her class alongside Madame Pompfrey and came
highly recommended, which was why Lucien liked her and it help a little that
she was close in age to Lucien.
After a couple of
hours of agonizing waiting, Madame Arterberry opened
the door to the master suite granting entrance to Lucien.
Rushing to his
spouse’s bedside, Lucien didn’t quite know how to read the expression on her
face. She smiled kindly at him while motioning for Lucien to join his husband.
Sitting on the
recently vacated chair, Lucien gripped his lover’s hand in tightly.
“Lucien, please,
you’re hurting me.”
Startled by the
whispered hiss, Lucien loosened his hold. “I’m sorry, Lucas.”
The delicate clearing
of the throat brought their awareness back to the healer who was now smiling
for all that she was worth.
“Well, Consort Lord Malfoy, would you like to inform your husband or shall I?”
she asked respectfully, gazing at the aristocrats. She mentally shook her head;
they were too young to be parents, who were just recently wedded. Lucas looked
so fragile with his already pale skin and his small body frame was practically
swallowed-up in the enormous four poster bed.
A deep crimson blush
highlighted Lucas’ fair visage, causing him to look more endearing to Lucien.
“You may tell him,
Madame,” Lucas replied in his low sultry voice.
Barely into adulthood
and Lucas had mastered having a sexy seductive tone, yet Lucien was mesmerized
by his husband’s sensual sounding voice.
Lucien coughed,
embarrassed at dreaming lustfully about Lucas in mixed company. “Yes, Madame,
please continue.”
“It appears after
careful examination, Lord Malfoy that your husband is
in a word, pregnant,” Madame Arterberry announced.
Time seemed to have
stop for Lucien as the words were deeply processed. A somewhat noticeable smile
was tugging at the corners of his lips.
“Could you… Could you
please repeat what you’ve just said, Madame, because I thought that you said my
husband is pr-pregnant,” Lucien stuttered, hope
blooming in his chest at the revelation.
“You heard me
correctly, Lord Malfoy. Your husband is pregnant.
Unfortunately, this is not in my field of expertise and will have to refer to a
more qualified healer,” she explained, but it was all for naught. The couple
wasn’t even paying her any attention now. They only had eyes for one another.
oOo End flashback oOo
Lucius was pacing back and forth in front the unlit
fireplace as Lucien and the boys were watching his every step.
The healer sat down in one of the chairs that were situated in
front of the large cherry wood desk. As always whenever she visited, Lucius’
desk was an unorganized disarray. Out of the
forty-something years of being the Malfoy’s personal
healer, Adamina had only seen Lucius desk cleaned
once. The Malfoy lord must have passed on this trait on to his son of
maintaining a messy workstation. How could either of them find anything in all
that madness?
“Well, Madame Arterberry, what is
wrong with my husband?” Lucius prodded, finally sitting down in his chair.
“I can tell you what it isn’t. James isn’t suffering from a
bug of any kind, nor is he dying, I assure you,” she answered, smiling as she
saw his tense face relax as his shoulders eased downward.
Sighing in relief, Lucius leant back, closing his eyes in appreciation.
James was okay, nothing more than… Nothing more than what?
If James didn’t catch a bug, then what was wrong?
“He’s pregnant,” Madame Arterberry
stated as if she was reading his very thoughts.
Lucius nearly fell out of his chair. “He’s what?”
“You heard me plain and clear, Mr. Malfoy, your husband is
pregnant. And from the exam that I just conducted, he’s about two months along,
maybe three. How long has James been feeling ill?” she asked taking notes.
“I’m not sure, really. This morning was the first time that
we’ve seen him unwell,” Lucius honestly replied. He knew that James was
particular about letting anyone know about him being sick and that wasn’t often.
But then again, Lucius had been so wrapped up in meetings he hadn’t been paying
all that much attention to James’ health. He scolded himself for being
inconsiderate toward his spouse.
“At any rate, since I’m not his regular healer, you should
contact him or her immediately. I don't have much knowledge with male
pregnancy, so I will forward all my findings to James' healer. And since I’m
bound by patient-healer confidentiality, I will make a notation of a simple
routine home visit. I will make not mention of your husband’s condition. Good-day, gentlemen.”
The healer was out the door in a heartbeat, leaving the Malfoy males in complete silence with one thought running
through their minds. James was pregnant, again. Harry and Draco were simply
delighted by the announcement. They were getting a baby brother or sister!
In all honesty, Lucius wasn’t trying to impregnate his
lover, but he wasn’t going to down play his vitality either. Lucius wasn’t
quite sure how to process that bit of news, but he managed to hold himself
together with a smug, satisfying look upon his face until his eyes rolled back.
Thunk!
He ended up a crumpled heap on the plush carpet in the
middle of his study. Lucien smiled, leaning back into his seat.
“Well, it seems that your father finally realized he’s to be
a father yet again,” Lucien said levitating his son onto lounge.
Draco and Harry quietly watched their grandfather. This was
certainly going to be a very interesting few months for them.
oOoOoOo
“You saw what?” Blaise exclaimed,
barely believing what his best friend was saying.
“You heard me, Blaise! I saw my
parents… oh, never mind. This is something I shouldn’t be telling to you and
you better not repeat it. I would hate to have to use you for a potion of some
kind,” Orion said calmly but meaning every single word.
The Black heir apparent had been staying over at his
friend’s house for over a week now, ever since he walked-in on his parents
having sex.
Orion wasn’t ready to face them just yet. He knew his
parents were still intimate especially by the way his father would just walk-up
to his mum and snog him senseless causing Severus to forget what he was doing,
or the way his mum cheeks would color whenever Sirius would walk-by giving a
sly wink and a rogue smirk; but Orion never thought (in his wildest dreams or
nightmares, depending on how he was analyzing it) that his parents were that sexually active!
The Slytherin gulped, knowing full
well what his friend was capable of doing. Orion’s mum and grandfather were
both master Potion brewers and it would be no small feat for them to make a
body vanish without a trace or even a hint of foul play. It was best to keep on
their good sides at all times.
Then Blaise smirked, leaning
toward Orion. “So, Black, now having seen what’s it like… having sex… you’re not at least curious about it?”
A fierce blush crept along Orion’s tanned cheeks and down
his neck. “Well, well… I—I nev-never really had any
such impulses. Besides, if I got a witch up the duff, or worse, me getting
knocked-up, my mum and dad would kill me, so no, I’m not having sex.”
“Hmm… too bad. That little witch
from Hufflepuff seemed a bit attracted to you,” Blaise commented, easing back somewhat but staying within
reach.
“What about you?”
“Me, I never kiss and tell,” Blaise
said.
“Sure.”
“Come-on, dinner should almost be ready.”
The boys left Blaise’s bedroom to
go downstairs, chatting away about what they would expect in the coming new school
year at Hogwarts, and the past events of the Triwizard
Tournament.
oOoOoOo
SIRIUS BLACK FOUND INOCCENT!
The infamous mass murderer,
Sirius Orion Black, was found innocent of all accused crimes of slaughtering
thirteen Muggles and former classmate, Peter
Pettigrew, during the trial against Minister Corniuls
Fudge; who wrongly accused Black of the heinous acts.
But the one crime
Black was most noted for was the slaying of James Potter and Lily Evans with
the attempted murder of the couple’s young son, Harry Potter.
However, in recent
news, James Potter was discovered not dead. He was in fact living with Muggles with no memory of his life as a wizard. As many
readers recalled, it was brought to light a few weeks ago in another trial
against the Minister, that Mr. Potter was legally bonded and officially married
to no other than the well sought after Malfoy heir,
Lucius.
With a devastating
blow to the defense, it was proven that Sirius Black was not James Potter’s
Secret Keeper, but their very own close and personal
friend, Peter Pettigrew. He was the one to betray Mr. Potter’s location to
You-Know-Who. However, in a strange twist of Fate, Mr. Potter was mugged on his
way home in Godrick’s Hallow.
Unfortunately, the
attack left Miss Evans defending her godson against the Dark Lord—ultimately perishing
at the Dark Lord hands.
Now what does this all
means? It means that, Mr. Black will be re-instated as the proper Head of the
Noble and Ancient House of Black, with his brother, Regulus,
as the second heir apparent next to Sirius’ own children.
And this reporter is
sad to announce that both Black heirs are no longer eligible bachelors. During
Sirius Black’s most noteworthy prison brake, it was discovered he has been
bound and married to none other than master Potions maker, Severus Snape, since 1978 with two children, Orion and Sheridan
Black. And Regulus mate to registered werewolf, Remus
J. Lupin with five children, Samantha, Amarantha, Remy, Renatus and
newly born girl.
After all Sirius Black
and his family have been through, this reporter sincerely wishes them a safe
and happy future.
Marshall MacMillen
Folding the paper closed and laying it upon the bedside
table, Sirius had a satisfied look on his visage. To be finally free… words
couldn’t describe the content feeling that was bubbling in his stomach,
threatening to overtake his emotions. For thirteen long years he waited to hear
those glorious words, instead of having them repeat in a mockery of a fantasy.
In addition to reading such splendid news, Sirius also received a special
plaque from the new Minister of Magic, Rufus Scrimgeour.
Sirius gazed down at his sleeping spouse carding slender
fingers through luxurious raven tresses. This was the first time in weeks,
since his recapture that he woken with Severus still lying next to him in bed
and sound asleep no less.
Regardless of how young they looked, or how youthful they
felt; worry marred Sirius’ husband’s beautiful face. He knew of the long hours
Severus toiled away in his lab, during the latter half of the school term—only
coming out to eat and to make sure the twins were behaving.
Whatever his lover was working on, it was starting to take
its toll on Severus. Dark circles were appearing under tired obsidian orbs.
Plus, Severus’ skin was beginning to lose its’ honey color. The one that hadn’t
diminished was Severus’ appetite for sex.
Sirius truly believed Severus was taking some type of
aphrodisiac. As much as Sirius liked to boast about his sexual prowess, he was
not a fifteen any more, therefore needed a bit more time to catch his breath
before commencing with seconds, thirds, fourths, and heaven help him, fifths.
He wondered if his Will was updated, because at the rate they were going,
Severus was going to fuck him to death.
With his mind made-up carefully easing out of bed in order
not to disturb his mate, Sirius had some last minute shopping that needed to be
completed before the twins go back to school.
Sirius was not going to allow Severus to self-destruct by
working himself into the ground when they should be relaxing. They had too much
to live for now. First on his list was to take a page out of Lucius’ book. They
(without the twins) were going on holiday somewhere might be what they needed.
Little did the former Gryffindor know was that his sly husband
has something planned that would make even the Dark Lord proud.
oOo TBC oOo
A/N: How was that? Can anyone figure out what is going on
with Severus? No, well stay-tuned for the next chapter.
Nemesis
oOoOo Teaser for Chapter 25 oOoOo
Not saying a word, Severus grabbed Harry by the arm and left
the Headmaster’s office with his son hot on his heels.
“Mum?”
“Orion, go back to you dorm. You’ll see Harry later today,”
Severus said whirling on his older child causing Harry to gag.
“But-”
“No buts, young man. This is no longer your concern.”
Taking his leave once more, Severus left Orion silently
fuming in the middle of the corridor leading into the dungeons.
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