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Preventative Measures	By : SpeedyTomato Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 151582 -:- Recommendations : 8 -:- Currently Reading : 30
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Chapter 29

Beta'd by the most wonderful, amazing and stupendous Tenchi. Woman, you are the best and love you for all you do for me!

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Leaning back against the bars of the 'crib', Sirius was holding Harry close while looking at Lucius in the mirror. He didn't have both sides of the bars up as he didn't like that, but he could handle the one side. Plus, he had found a spell to make the 'crib' feel smaller for Harry though the bed remained the same size. His godson seemed to like that for some reason. Grinning, he said, “I've told Harry to keep his book handy. We're all expecting Molly to just lose it on everyone. If she starts, I'll message him and he can open the door to listen. It should be a right riot.”

Snorting, amused, Lucius nodded. “How sure are you she's going to?”

“Snape, Remus and I are all making bets on it. It's not a bet of if she will, but how long it's going to take her to do it,” Sirius chuckled. “So, we're damned sure she is.” Tonight they were having an Order meeting. It was the day after the emancipation meeting, which told all of them that there was something big coming of this. They just didn't know what it was going to be. As only Order members were coming, Harry was going to stay up here and talk to Lucius.

Shaking his head, still looking amused, Lucius said, “Pensieve memories may have to be shared, Sirius.”

“If it happens, I will, trust me!” Sirius laughed. “And if she goes off, I'm betting you two will hear it. Snape said he'd make sure to take the silencing spells off the door so Harry can hear. He's going to tell everyone afterwards it was for Harry's benefit and will help him. As that's the damned truth, Remus and I are all for this!”

“It should be good,” Harry chuckled, shaking his head.

“You'll love it,” Sirius grinned. Sobering up, he asked Lucius, “You got Fudge to back off then?” His lover mentioned that earlier and he wanted to make sure. Of all the things going on, what they didn't need was Fudge still taking after Harry and the papers still going after him as well.

“I believe I did,” Lucius told him with a firm nod. He then gave Sirius a rundown of what was said to the Minster. “It's my thought that was enough. If it isn't, I'll go back in and prod him again or have you prompt Amos to poke him. That should be all it will take.” Looking between the two, tone more serious, he said, “I'm going to warn you that it's my thought the emancipation will hit the papers. It shan't bother you, but it may get out there.”

“We're prepared for it,” Sirius told him with a firm nod. “Don't worry about it. Harry's staying in most of the time, so he's not going to be among our kind to have to worry about issues.”

“Just expect more than that in the papers,” Lucius schooled. “I'm going to bet the Prophet will take it then run with the story to poke Albus.”

“That's fine, let them,” Harry said softly, looking at Lucius as he held Elliot close. “As long as they don't try to drag me into the middle and take after me again, I don't care.”

“That's the best way to look at this, Harry,” Lucius nodded. “Albus needs to start worrying, honestly. He's in real trouble. That's not our concern, though, even if it does help us.”

“We'll keep an eye on it, Lucius,” Sirius assured him. “We've got a delivery service set up for most everything, the school books are bought, same with all else we needed. The only thing we may go do is to Muggle areas. We should be safe.”

“Good,” Lucius sighed, pleased with that. “It should keep all of you out of the mess.” Settling back, more relaxed, he delved into some less important matters, waiting for the time when Sirius had to go downstairs for the meeting.

Settling in with his beer, seated between Snape and Remus as close to the door as they could get without being right next to Albus, Sirius waited. He wasn't sure what the meeting was about, honestly, though he figured that the court hearing would come into it. Albus—whatever he was planning for Harry had to be thrown completely off by now so he was fumbling. Which meant he was going to do everything he could to get back into Harry's good graces. He doubted that the old goat was listening to anything anyone had to say to him about that as it was fairly evident that it wasn't going to work. He would just have to wait and see, hoping they could prepare for the worst and get some kind of foreshadowing as to what was coming if that was the case. Perking up when the old man cleared his throat, he focused on him and waited.

Looking around, pleased that everyone he needed was here and that no one had to miss the meeting, the first thing Albus asked was, “Is Harry staying up in his room or is he downstairs?”

“He's upstairs,” Sirius confirmed. “It's not anything to worry about. He has no interest at all in what we're doing; I can assure you of that. I know what he's planning and it'll keep him occupied.”

“Good,” Albus said with a pleased nod though he hoped to have an opportunity to talk to Harry, at least a little, trying to start working out the differences that were there. Looking around, he said, “We have several things to cover tonight, so I'll start with the easiest first; Harry. Some of you may know that he was granted his emancipation request. So, he's considered a legal adult. Severus and Remus were also approved as those to oversee him. Which is good.”

“Let me ask this--,” Kingsley said, looking around. Seeing nods, he pressed on, “As he's a legal adult, what are his plans? I mean, is he planning to move into his own house, leave the country, whatever. Someone had mentioned a plan for him to leave the country.”

As that was something brought up by Molly, Remus said, truthfully, “Harry has no plans to leave the house. In fact, he's quite content to stay here with Sirius and myself. As I told Molly, he's helping us clean, making plans for his schoolwork, areas like that. Quite honestly, he seems very happy to be here and away from so much.”

“Good,” Kingsley sighed, nodding, looking relieved. “I asked because it would be far more difficult to protect and work with him if he moved.”

“He wants to stay here with Black. He's made that very clear,” Severus said, glancing around, amused by the narrow eyed look Molly shot Kingsley. Already she was flushed, showing her temper was starting to slowly simmer. This should be most amusing if the conversation pressed on in this vein.

Pleased with that, Albus said, “When it comes to poor Harry, we'll press on how we are. I'm going to suggest that, as things are starting to settle with him, more people come over so they can not only get to know him and work on the trust, but we work with the situation that is here. It's one we do need to deal with because of many areas. I'm imagining that there will be forays out of the house as I can't see forcing anyone to stay here all the time, so we do need him to at least have a decent relationship with those that are needed to protect him.” Seeing nods, he looked at Severus then asked, “The requisite paperwork for the Board is in place, isn't it? To allow you out of the castle during the term?”

“That was filed and sent to the appropriate place the day of the hearing,” Severus confirmed with a nod. “It's part of what Harry's solicitor brought up to the panel. I imagine it's in the right hands as we speak.”

“Good,” Albus sighed, giving a nod. “I'll check and we'll come up with a schedule for that before the term starts. That way we can cover for you the nights you have to attend to that.”

“We do need a couple of things,” Remus said, looking around. Seeing nods, he pressed on, “The official packet we are waiting on hasn't arrived yet. If someone could get that to us a little faster so we know what we're dealing with it would be most helpful. The same with the curriculum. This way we can plan out how to go about what we need to do. Defense—we're good on that front. We have an excellent book and Severus has already given us the level Harry is at, so we know what we're doing.”

“I'll get with the Board and hurry that along,” Minerva assured Remus firmly. “The same with all the teachers but the one you don't need. Well, save Severus. I'm sure he's already prepared you in that area.”

“I have and they will get everything they need beyond the normal ingredients. They've provided me with several hard to get creatures and other rare ingredients while cleaning. This way the Board won't bat an eye at it or will look like Harry is getting preferential treatment.” Severus explained, glancing around. “I'm also on record with the courts as taking on career counseling when the time comes. While doing the paperwork, I also signed the form that I'll be the one to check progress when it comes to schooling and sign off on what's needed. All to do with those areas will go through me. We all thought it best as I'm here anyway and it'll be official without a problem from the Board on such matters.”

“Yes, yes it is,” Albus nodded, pleased with what he was hearing. “We have that matter in place and being attended to. That was something we needed so we aren't fumbling with what we're going to do in this area. Minerva will handle what you need and get you the items you require.”

“Some of us have been putting our heads together and were wondering about a couple topics,” Tonks said, looking around. Seeing Albus nod to her, she pressed on, “The trust issue—I think, honestly, we need to work with Harry on this before we do anything else. He needs to trust us to help keep him safe. And we need to work on his anger being directed towards Albus. That won't help anything. I understand Albus made mistakes. We all get that. Harry needs to move past that and see we need him to work with Albus so that he is kept safe. As it is, we can't do that.”

Sirius was about to open his mouth and start snarling when Snape nudged him. Glancing in the man's direction, trying to look casual about it, he saw Snape jerk his head towards Molly. It was then he almost grinned. A look of pure red-faced fury was there. It wouldn't be long now before she completely blew up.

“I do agree,” Minerva sighed, shaking her head. “I understand what he dealt with was horrific, but this vendetta and going after Albus needs to cease. All it's doing is helping the other side. Maybe someone needs to make him see sense then get him to back off and not help the Ministry with charges. They may file or whatever, but if he won't help, they can't do much.”

“I also think that Harry needs to give Albus a chance to apologize to him,” Kingsley sighed, shaking his head. “Yes, this was bad. No one, anywhere, will disagree with that, but we need to move on and so does he. This isn't helping anything.”

“What part does he need to move on from, Kingsley?” Sirius asked, voice a low snarl. Though he wanted to see Molly lose it, he wasn't going to take this either. “The fact he's seriously scarred from what Vernon did to him? The fact that Albus stole from his vaults? How Albus sent him back to be raped? Tell me, which part does he need to get over?” Eyes flitting to the tight-lipped Minerva, he said, “It's all called criminal actions, Minerva, not a vendetta. Albus brought it on himself. In what he did, he's the one helping the Ministry, not Harry. Harry's solicitor is only doing what's best for his client. Nothing more than that.”

Sensing a fight coming, Albus made a placating motion. “While I agree that we need to work with Harry, myself especially, to assist in keeping him safe, mistakes were made--” and that was as far as he got. Eyes wide, he looked at Molly when she screeched his name.

Standing up, hands flat on the table, shaking from anger, Molly looked around and snarled, “Stop it, all of you! This instant! That is enough!”

“Molly, I think we just need to calm down,” Albus soothed, hoping to hold off the explosion he knew was coming.

“Don't tell me to calm down, Albus!” Molly snarled, head whipping in his direction. Glaring around, seeing wary looks, she shouted, “All of you should be ashamed of yourselves! Every last one of you, save Sirius, Remus and Severus! You make me sick.”

“Molly, really,” Minerva started.

Head whipping around in Minerva's direction, Molly hissed, “How dare you! Harry needs to get over it? Stop the vendetta? Not help the Ministry? The fact that you are my children's head of house and spout this nonsense is making me ill, Minerva!”

Eyes wide at that, Sirius quickly pulled the book out of his pocket and scribbled a note for Harry to open the door and listen. Glancing Snape's way, he saw the man smirking almost sadistically then lift his wand and cancel the silencing charms on the kitchen. Oh, this was going to be good! Picking up his beer and taking a sip, he watched, enjoying it. It was past time that someone said something to all of those here. And Molly was perfect for it.

Seeing Minerva sputter, Molly raged, “If you take this little regard for the health and safety of one of your students, the rest don't need to be around you! Harry was held down and raped so violently he bled for a week afterwards. And Albus knew the abuse was taking place. That is not a mistake and he does not need to get over it any more than a woman that was violated against her will! How dare you minimize the suffering he went through!” Head whipping in Tonks and Kingsley's direction, seeing both of them go pale, she snapped, “And both of you have had to handle rape cases in your time. Do those people need to get over it too? Or trust the person that set them up for it to happen again?” Glaring at them then her head whipping back to Minerva, she shouted, “Well? Answer me! Do they?”

Harry was quietly talking to Lucius about the details of what went on with Fudge when the signal from the book went off. Opening it, he grinned at what was written there then looked at Lucius, who had an eyebrow up and said, “Someone set Mrs. Weasley off. He said to open the door.”

“This should be most interesting,” Lucius told him, smirking hugely and waiting.

“It should,” Harry chuckled. Lifting his wand, he opened the door then laughed when he heard Mrs. Weasley shouting. “Yeah, she's mad.”

“Oh, yes,” Lucius agreed, smirk growing. This was good as Molly was shouting so loudly they could easily hear every word she said. Oh, some people were about to get the right chewing they so richly deserved.

Hearing nothing, seeing everyone glance away from her or look down at the table, Molly huffed, “I thought not. How is Harry any different? Explain that to me! He was a victim of rape, people! He does not need to get over it and can rightly lay the blame at the feet of those he does. That includes Albus.” Head swiveling in the direction of the Headmaster, she snarled, “And you! This was not a mistake, Albus! Do not ever say it was again. You did not make a mistake, in any of it! You made choices. Conscious choices and ignored laws, thinking you knew better. You got caught and are now paying!” Head whipping back to Tonks and Kingsley, she asked, “And what would both of you be doing to someone that made those choices if they weren't Albus? Answer me!”

Sputtering, going ashen, Kingsley didn't know what to say. “Molly, really--” he started.

“Don't Molly me! Answer me!” She shouted. Looking at Tonks, who was trembling, and whose hair was now a mousy color, with eyes so wide they took up almost all of her face, she asked, “Well, Tonks? Would you tell a woman to get over it? To move on? Is that what they teach you in Auror training? To tell someone that was held down and repeatedly raped to 'move past it'? To work on trust with the person who sent them back to their rapist? Is that what you would do?”

“No,” Tonks squeaked out, not sure what to say in the face of the fury coming from Molly.

“Then why would any of us expect Harry to move on, deal, trust Albus, all of it?” She shouted, glaring around. “He was a victim of rape, you fools! Albus did not make mistakes! He made choices! Why are you absolving him of the consequences of his actions? Because he's Albus Dumbledore? That is not an excuse! It's not an excuse to send an eleven year old boy back to his rapist. It's not an excuse to steal from an orphan child's vaults! It's not an excuse for him to ignore the law and not report the abuse! None of it! He did just that and Harry suffered because of it! Now he has to face the consequences of all he did. And part of that is Harry hating and not trusting him! Get over it! Move on. All of you! Harry doesn't need to. What Harry needs is help! Not the people that supposedly look out for and protect him to minimize what he's dealing with! He needs therapy, just like any other victim. He's allowed to be angry. He's allowed to want people prosecuted for their wrong doing. He's allowed to hate Albus. He's allowed not to trust anyone. All those things were earned and now it's time to collect on them. That's what's happening! If you want to build trust and work with him, you need to stop minimizing what happened to him!”

Glaring all around, she hissed, tone lethal, “Ask Arthur how bad those memories were. Ask him about the nightmares he's now having because he had to watch them. Ask him how horrific it was to watch Harry suffer. None of you had to see that. It's easy to say what you are when you didn't have to observe it.”

Head whipping in Albus' direction again, she shouted, “You did, though, Albus! How you can sit here and let them say this after having seen what was shown in court is beyond me! If you are that cold and calloused, only focused on one thing, you don't need to be Headmaster over a school full of children! If you ignored it from Harry, who's to say you didn't other times as well! How many more children are going to suffer because you think you know best!” Scanning the pale faces, she snarled, “That's what the one charge is about; to make sure it doesn't happen again and no other child has to go through what Harry did. Shame on all of you who think it shouldn't be leveled!”

Glaring at Minerva, who was looking down at her hands, she snapped, “And you! You watch over the children. They are supposed to trust and go to you if they have problems like this. How can any of us trust that you'll tend to it right if you're only worried about the charges now coming and Albus! Harry has every right to be angry and doing what he is. Why are you excusing Albus, Minerva? Would you do that for anyone else?”

Not waiting for an answer, Molly glared around again, “Well? Any of you have anything to say about this? We're supposed to be the good side of this nightmare. I don't see how we are if we're excusing this kind of behavior and minimizing the suffering of a teenage boy or basically telling him to get over it. You make me sick, each and every one of you! I have children around Harry's age. Three of you at this table are in the school they go to and I'm supposed to trust that you'll do what is right by them. How can I do that now? We have two members of Aurors here. They are supposed to help with crimes like this. They are telling us the victim should get over it. Why should we trust that department if this is the training they get! It's sickening! And if it was anyone but Harry, and Albus wasn't involved, all of you would be outraged and calling for someone’s head. That's all there is to it. Because this is Harry, and Albus thinks that what he feels is best overrides laws, all of you are ignoring the pain and suffering he's going through. No one here has apologized to him for what happened to him, least of all Albus. Instead, we're hearing excuses and that he needs to push it aside. That is disgusting! And, in doing that, I'm not seeing how we are any better than the other side of this mess.” Glaring around again, she asked, “Would someone like to tell me how we are if we allow and think this way? Or is it just that we are going to allow ourselves to sacrifice one troubled and hurting teenage boy to the cause? He doesn’t matter, does he? What he's feeling doesn't matter as long as we protect him from the other side, right?” Stopping, she waited, an absolutely furious look on her face.

“I think all of you should answer mum,” Bill said quietly, looking around. “She's asking valid questions. Yet none of you are answering them.” Glancing at the pale, trembling Minerva, he said, “When I was in school, you would have been leading the pack howling for someone's head if this happened to one of your students, Minerva. What changed?” Stopping, he waited.

Not looking up, Minerva shook her head, feeling ill with herself.

Glancing down the table at Tonks and Kingsley, he said, “And what would you two be doing if this was someone other than Harry and Albus? Wouldn't you be arresting them?”

“We would,” Kingsley admitted quietly, looking at the table.

“Wouldn't you be referring them to somewhere to get help as well?” Bill asked, still staring at the two.

“Yes,” Tonks admitted quietly, looking in the other direction.

“Why aren't you doing that for Harry then? Isn't he a victim like any other you see?” Bill asked, tone firmer than before.

“We should,” Tonks admitted.

Nodding, Bill looked at the pale Albus. Shaking his head, he said, “Why is Harry the exception, Albus? When I was in school, you would have been furious and made sure he never went back to that home. You did that for a couple of children while I was there, as a matter of fact. You made sure they were treated right and got the help they needed. Never once would you have pulled these stunts. What changed?” he asked quietly.

“You need to understand that Harry is in so much danger,” Albus sighed.

“Don't you dare, Albus!” Molly snarled, eyes flashing dangerously. “You will not use that as an excuse! There were plenty of places Harry could have gone to stay safe. We would have taken him in seconds. Remus would have. There were a multitude of places he could have stayed, including Hogwarts! You've done that before. Don't you dare tell any of us that being forced back with a child molester was the safest place for him!” Glaring around, she snarled, voice so loud it seemed to reverberate off the walls, “This is enough of this! All of you! Stop it. Stop the excuses and stop demanding an abused boy get over it. We need to stand up, take our lumps and help the one most injured by this. And that is Harry. Not Albus. Albus is a grown man that now has to suffer the penalties for what he did. It's his problem, not Harry's. Harry has every right to feel the way he does. Everyone here needs to accept that and deal accordingly.” With that, she shot one last scathing glare around the table then sat down by her husband, who was smiling slightly and nodding.

Unable to help himself, Sirius began to clap. He was quickly joined by Snape and Remus doing the same. Though the three of them got some scathing looks for that, he didn't give a shite. Lifting his chin, he looked at Molly then said, “Well put.”

“Thank you,” she huffed, folding her arms over her chest, face having the look of someone that was almost murderous because they were so irate.

Clearing his throat unevenly, Albus smoothed down his beard with a trembling hand and said, voice soft, “I believe Molly has given us all plenty to think about. And they are points we need to ponder seriously. I also believe that the topic of Harry, his anger in certain directions and other areas dealing with this might be best not to be brought up at meetings. It's an area that needs to sort itself out, I think.”

“No, it's not,” Arthur said softly. “It's an area we need to do the right thing in, not ignore. We are the adults in this situation. We need to step up and handle this. Part of that is letting the chips from our mistakes fall where they may then stand up and do the right thing by Harry. That includes all areas. No one, including Molly, will argue that we need Harry to trust some of us so we can protect him. He's never going to do that if we ignore what happened and try to brush it under the carpet. So, we need to do what is right. That includes letting Albus take his lumps and saying nothing to Harry about it. Then we press on to work on trust.”

“Arthur's right,” Moody gruffed, shaking his head.

Sighing softly, Albus nodded. He didn't like it, but he would deal accordingly. Quietly, he pressed on to the next matter, hoping there were no more outbursts. That was more than enough for one night.

Smirking hugely as the noise finally died down and no more was heard, Lucius looked at the grinning Harry and said, “She did a wonderful job, didn't she?”

“Oh yes,” Harry chuckled, shaking his head, shutting the door since it didn't appear that they would hear any more. Holding Elliot closely, he just grinned, looking at the mirror.

Smirk sliding off his face, Lucius' tone took on a serious bent. “I want you to remember what she said, Harry, because she's right. In all of it. Don't let anyone ever try to convince you otherwise. You have the right to be angry, hurt, whatever you're feeling. They are the adults and they made choices. It's now up to them to sort it out. If you don't want to trust them or feel you can't, that's your right as well. I'm quite sure Molly's anger was partially brought on by guilt, however, she was plenty angry for you as well. And rightfully so. Remember that.”

Staring at the mirror, Harry took that in and thought it over then gave a slow nod. “I'll remember.”

“You need to. And if you need to talk, you know you can come to any of us close to you and do that, including me. Especially Sirius and myself. About anything. That is part of what we do, Harry. Severus and Remus are something akin to guardians to you. They willingly took on that responsibility and take it seriously. Sirius and I are Daddy. That's part of our obligation as well. Especially on Sirius' end because of his other role in your life. You are allowed to feel what you are and have issues over what happened. Ignoring your problems won't make them go away. Talking about them can help. Even just a little. We want you to do that.”

“I can try,” Harry told him with a sigh. “It's not that easy,” he added very quietly.

“No, it's not. I understand that, as does everyone else,” Lucius conceded. “Each time you do, though, it gets easier. Just remember that.”

Nodding, Harry said nothing, thinking it over.

“Just keep it in mind,” Lucius told him with a small smile. Then he decided to change the topics, not wanting Harry to get more uptight than he already ways. Leaning back, he took a sip of his drink and asked, “Do you think you're up to talking about some personal areas? I'm sure Sirius mentioned to you about pressing on with what we're doing.”

“I am,” Harry told him, shifting around and leaning fully back against the bars, clutching Elliot, who was clinging to him, closely.

“Before we start, remember that if you get uncomfortable to say something. Making you uncomfortable or pushing for areas you aren't ready for yet isn't my intent,” Lucius told him firmly. Seeing Harry nod, he pressed on, “I know that in our relationship, I'm the one you have to build the most trust with. That's obvious. So, Sirius thought it best I take this on because it would give us an idea of where the trust level is and what areas to work on.” Seeing another nod, he decided to launch in. “You've grown comfortable enough with me to allow me to see you the way Sirius does, including in the nappy. I think that may be one of the biggest hurdles so far, as I know that was hard on you. The expression on your face was more than enough to tell me it was. The same with what came afterwards.”

“It was,” Harry admitted softly.

“Before I press further, let me ask this; has your intent changed from what you talked about at the beginning in what you want this to become? You seem content with how things are, I just want to make sure that the intent behind it hasn't changed and you want more,” Lucius inquired, then waited.

“It hasn't,” Harry told him firmly. While he did want to press on, that didn't mean it was easy. He would wait and see what Lucius had to say, though, before he decided.

“Good,” Lucius nodded. “I just needed to know and I'm sure you understand why.” Seeing Harry nod in understanding, he said, “Before we press further, I have something I want you to do for me. Enlarge Elliot and have him wrap around you. You know the type of behavior, what he did when you first managed to get him to enlarge. While holding him is fine for comfort when you're distressed, I think this may work better for you.” It was his thought that Elliot would act similar to Sirius holding Harry, something that could only help.

Grinning a little, Harry tapped Elliot on the head with his wand. When the stuffed dragon enlarged, his wings wrapping around his body, head resting on the top of his, Harry chuckled at the raspberry blown in Lucius' direction. This did feel good, honestly. Leaning back against the stuffed dragon, he curled up to the animal slightly, feeling the wings wrap tighter around him. Nodding to Lucius to let him know he was ready to press on, he then waited.

“Very good,” Lucius said with a pleased nod after giving an amused snort at what Elliot did. Settling in his chair, crossing his legs and making sure he was comfortable, he said, “We thought pressing on with some behavior areas might be best. You're comfortable with what you're managing now, from what Sirius said, including that you're allowing your other Daddy to take care of personal needs.” That was something Sirius mentioned and was actually pleased about, showing his lover that Harry was serious about allowing this to continue.

“I am,” Harry admitted, wrapping his blanket more tightly around him and snuggling down into Elliot.

“I thought we would press on with that as well.” As that was the easier area to start with, he decided to kick off there. “I have a better spell for hair removal. It lasts longer than the one Sirius used. I'll pass it along to him. As we're no longer worried about you being seen in the showers and whatnot at school, this is the better way to go.” Lowering his voice and making it something soothing, he added, “And to do the chest as well, if you’re amiable to that.”

“That's fine,” Harry told him. This part didn't bug him a bit. Though it was odd to have no hair at first, he was now used to it. “It doesn't hurt or anything, does it?”

“It acts the same way as the last one,” Lucius told him with a dismissive wave. “Mild tingling is all you'll feel.”

“Then it's not a problem,” Harry said.

“Very good,” Lucius said before pressing on. “I'll get it to Sirius and have him tend to it.”

“Let's press on to the behavior part I mentioned,” Lucius said, getting to the one piece that would probably cause some issues. “You read the book we got you for your birthday, did you not?” Seeing a firm nod, he said, “Good. There was a chapter in there devoted to behavior and 'safe zones' for that. That's what I'm thinking of dipping our toes into. My thought was this; in your room, you become what they refer to as a 'little', in other words, our little boy. We won't go fully into that yet as it takes time to get to that level, but begin with some areas. It's the safe place for you to become that. Of course, there are modifications. It's the room in the house you, Sirius, Severus and Remus use to discuss matters. That's fine. It's also a place where you need to sometimes have serious discussions. Again, that's fine as well. Other times, this is your room, Harry, to become the little boy you said you wanted to be. And it's safe for you to do that. Sirius has already agreed that he can put up a partition on part of it to hide various items or store them in safe bins under the bed. That way you won't get embarrassed.” Seeing the young man about to ask questions, Lucius held up his hand then impressed upon him, “Give me a minute to fully explain what I mean. It might become clearer to you when I do.”

When Harry nodded, Lucius pressed on, “What we thought was this; easing you in slightly. You do part of it anyway, such as playing. After a fashion, that is. Elliot is part of that. Sirius and I, both, have seen you do that bit. And you seem to enjoy it.”

“I do,” Harry admitted with a sheepish grin.

“Which is fine,” Lucius assured him. “That's what he's there for. Well, one of his uses. Sirius also said that the two of you have plenty of fun mucking with the bath toys you've been given. I believe epic sea-going battles with Elliot and the toys have been mentioned to me.”

Chuckling, Harry grinned bigger and nodded, “We do that and its fun.”

“I've heard it is and can only imagine Sirius has just as much fun as you do with such ventures,” Lucius said with an amused snort and smirk. “Again, that is fine. What I mean is delving more into that part of this area with toys to play with. Up to this point, we've picked up things we think you would like. To press on, I think its best that you pick out what you want. After all, you're the one that would partake in that. Is there anything you would like, Harry? I know you don't have the knowledge about our toys that someone growing up in our world does, but I'm sure that you know of something, either Muggle or Magical, you would like.”

Without thinking about it, Harry said, “Legos. I always wanted those.” While he was slightly embarrassed by the thought of sitting and just playing, Legos were something he wanted and it wouldn't look too bad even if he was seen working with them.

Blinking, Lucius looked at the mirror then sighed, shaking his head. Rubbing a hand over his face, he snorted then said, “I think you need to explain to Daddy what in Merlin's name a Lego is. That way I can judge just what they are and how to get my hands on them.”

Snickering, Harry said, “A kind of Muggle building block type thing.” Then he went on to describe the bricks, how they snapped together and all the things you could make out of them. “They are really popular. Even among plenty that are older.”

Now understanding, Lucius nodded firmly, “I believe I can get my hands on those, especially if they are popular.”

“Very popular,” Harry told him with a grin. “You can find them in any standard Muggle toy store. And I'd like some of the books that go along with them that show what you can build.”

“Easily done,” Lucius told him, thinking of dragging Severus along on this mission as the man was sure to know what Harry was talking about. “I'm also thinking of sending you along with Sirius to a couple of toy stores for you to pick out what you want. Maybe both our kind and the Muggle variety. That would at least allow you to find what you want and give us some ideas of what you like.”

“I can handle that, I think,” Harry said quietly, fidgeting around slightly as it was a tad embarrassing to think about picking up toys for himself.

“With Sirius along, it should be a most interesting adventure,” Lucius smirked, hoping to put Harry more at ease.

“Very true,” Harry said with a grin as he contemplated Sirius being turned loose in a toy store.

“Just spend time playing. That should be easy enough when you get what you want,” Lucius pressed on, pleased with how well this was going.

“I can try,” Harry told him, shifting around slightly, feeling Elliot's wings wrap tighter around him.

“The more you partake, the easier it will get,” Lucius assured him. “And there won't be any untoward remarks made to you. Your room is your safe zone. It's your place to do what you want comfortably. There are no judgments. Daddy Sirius will ensure that anyone who comes in that room, if they see something, won't say a word to you. Just like with Elliot and your jammies.”

Nodding to let Lucius know he heard, Harry didn't say anything, though, thinking it over. It was something he thought he could deal with. He would try anyway.

Figuring that was all of that topic he needed to cover, Lucius pressed on. “Next is part of pressing on as well. It's another behavior piece to do with the way you talk.” Arching an eyebrow, he said, “Even you have to admit that you have a rather colorful vocabulary, Harry. Especially during sex.”

“Yeah, alright, I admit to that,” Harry said with a grin, chuckling softly.

“I don't believe little boys use those words, now do they? Not without getting in trouble,” Lucius asked, eyebrow arched.

“Well, no,” Harry admitted, still grinning.

“Let's work on that as well. We'll go with no naughty words allowed, even when having sex. That will be a hard habit to break, I know, but we need to work on it. Instead of the words you use, we're going to replace them with something a 'little' would use. I'm sure you read about that part in the book.”

“I did,” Harry confirmed.

“That's what we want to try to work on as well,” Lucius told him. “I do understand that, at first, using the kind of 'baby talk' they mentioned might be hard to wrap your mind around, let alone do, but it's something we want to try. The same with using more appropriate words from a 'little' rather than the ones you bring into play. Is that something you think you can do, Harry? I mean, of course, only around your daddies, not anyone else, and in your safe zone.”

Thinking that over, Harry scratched his head. It was something he wasn't sure about as he didn't know if he could pull it off. The words, however, he thought he could. It was just—hard. “I can try,” he finally said. Shaking his head, he added, “It's just going to take time and fumbling as I'm not sure what to use for some of it.”

“We understand it won't be easy,” Lucius assured him gently. “And we'll guide you with part of it. I'll send Sirius a list of words that can replace what you normally use. What we think is just some gentle prompting and you'll manage. Like other bits of this, it'll take some getting used to. Nothing more.”

“Yeah, I’ll need some help, I admit that,” Harry said, looking at the mirror. “And time.”

“This we understand,” Lucius soothed. “Just let Sirius and I guide you and you'll do fine. Especially Sirius. He'll get you going in the right direction and you know he won't embarrass you doing it.” Seeing a nod from Harry, he pressed on to another related topic. “Next is something you're already doing with Sirius; the rocking chair and your blanket. Just let him keep going with that. It'll help. We'll call that your safe place. Whenever you're stressed or just need comfort, tell him and he'll hold you that way. The two of you will also work on finding something else that will soothe you.” This was an area he wanted to press on with because it helped with not only the trust issue, but giving up more control and letting someone help him. Because Harry was so independent and used to handling his issues on his own, doing the bit with the chair would assist in him letting someone finally help. That they could build on from there with other areas.

Looking at the mirror, Harry gave a soft sigh. While, in theory, that sounded good, it wasn't as easy for him as Lucius made it sound.

Seeing the look Harry was giving him, Lucius asked, gently, “What's the issue with that? I can see there is something bothering you.”

“It's not as easy as you make it sound,” Harry sighed. “I don't mean the rocking chair and being held, just--” Stopping, he shook his head.

Thinking he understood what the issue was, Lucius asked, gently, “It's telling someone you need comfort or are stressed?”

Nodding, Harry said nothing, looking down.

Thinking that over, melding it with what he had seen of Harry and bits Sirius had told him, Lucius thought he understood what was so hard about that. As gently as he could, he inquired, “You've never asked for anything from anyone, so it's hard to do.”

“Yeah,” Harry admitted, not looking up. “I can do questions for like homework and that, but--” trailing off, he shrugged.

“Understood,” Lucius said with a firm nod. This was something he hadn't thought of or contemplated working with. Thinking it over, he said, tone slightly distracted, “I think that's an area we need to work on. Sirius is probably good at judging when you need comfort in some way or are stressed. I will admit that I'm probably not. For now, that shan't be a problem. I'll observe more and take in what I can to help in the future. However, you need to work on that as well. We are fine to go to when you are stressed. All you need to do is say something like you want to be held for a while. That would be enough to get across that you need comfort. With Sirius, you're safe to do that as I'm sure you know. It will just take some effort, on all our ends.”

“I can try, but I can't promise,” Harry told him softly. Shaking his head, he admitted, voice quiet, “It's not that easy for me.”

“I understand completely,” Lucius soothed softly. “It's your daddies you're talking about doing this with. There will be no judgments from us, Harry. And we want you to come to us for such matters. It's part of our jobs as your daddies to have you come to us when you're upset. While Sirius can judge when you are having problems, he can't always know. That's why we need you to tell us.”

“I'll work on it,” Harry told him, glancing in his direction while he snuggled back tighter against Elliot, who was now blowing smoke in his ear and growling softly.

“We'll work on it with you,” Lucius assured him. “It's going to take time for all of us with the issue. Keep in mind that Sirius is with you most of the time. He's someone you are comfortable and safe with. Going to him when you feel stressed is just an extension of what you are doing now, nothing more. Between the two of you I believe you can come up with some kind of code phrase, if you would, to let him know you're stressed. Something simple. That should make it easier on you.”

“That might work,” Harry admitted, glancing at him.

“I'll say something to Sirius about coming up with a code phrase until you're comfortable talking about such matters,” Lucius assured him, making a mental note of that. He also made a note to get with Sirius on the issue. This was probably something he needed to take on as he was better with such matters and the relationship with Harry was closer. “With that, think about other suggestions in that book that can be used to help you destress. Those can help you, Harry. What you're dealing with in many areas is hard. It's fine to have something that comforts you as you deal with what you are. I know you use Elliot. I'm also sure that there are times you need more than that. It's fine to come up with something else. There are no judgments from Sirius and myself on that. Use what you need.”

“I'll see what I can do,” Harry told him softly. “Let me reread what’s in the book about it and I'll go from there with what I think I can deal with.”

“Just remember that there are no judgments from our end. If it's something you want and makes you feel better, use it,” Lucius assured him gently. “And it's fine to do it in front of us. We shan't say a word.”

“I'll try,” Harry said. “Just give me time. It's hard.” Even admitting that was rough on him. He just hoped that Lucius understood what he was going for.

“I very much understand,” Lucius soothed. “Giving up control when you've had to maintain it for so long to protect yourself is among the hardest things in the world. You are doing very well progressing with us. This is just another step in that direction. We'll be there with you through all of it.”

Nodding, Harry looked at him, but said nothing.

“I think this is enough to pile on now in that area. We'll work on progressing with the new areas then see what we can do from there,” Lucius told him, figuring that was probably enough to start delving further into this area. Once Harry grew more comfortable, they would push further.

Looking at Lucius, Harry nodded, not saying anything. Some of what was suggested wasn't easy to talk about yet. He would try the behavior a little at a time and see how it went. He just needed time to deal with the newness and the effects of what he was being asked to do. That he would grow easier with as he did it.

“On to another area,” Lucius said, shifting around and leaning forward a little. “This one is more from our end than yours.” Seeing Harry focused on him, Lucius pressed on, “We're going to try treating you more like a little than we are now. Oh, normal conversations will take place, I can assure you of that, even in your safe zone. Especially between the two of us. Other times, like when you play, we'll be sliding more into the Daddy role than we have been. Sirius will probably have his own issues in that area as he hasn't attempted such behavior yet, beyond what he is doing with you, but he'll manage I think. This is to help you slide further into the little boy role and us to become accustomed to the Daddy one. Is this something you think you can handle?” Stopping, Lucius waited to see what Harry had to say.

Thinking it over, Harry gave a slow nod. He could handle that. It was something Sirius did on a regular basis anyway, at least in a way. Of all the things mentioned so far, this was the easiest of them for him to agree to. “I can deal with that,” he said, looking at Lucius.

“Very good,” Lucius replied, pleased. He assumed that it was something Harry could easily agree to as it was an extension of some of what was going on already. “I think on both your and Sirius' end there will be some issues with staying in the proper role. Sirius isn't used to such forays and may have his own issues. You will as well because you're used to dealing with both of us differently. Give your other Daddy time to adjust to the change of roles when in your safe zone and he'll work with you on your end. It'll just take time for both of you to grow accustomed. He's going to have to create a signal for the two of you to let you know he's sliding out of the role or if you need to. Once he does, he'll pass it to me.”

“Alright,” Harry told him, not sure what to say. Though all of this was exciting as he had fantasized about the role for so long, it was also a tad unnerving as well to go there in reality. It was far more involved than those stories he used to wank to. Oh yeah, it was damned exciting and a huge bloody turn-on, but it was also unnerving. He wasn't used to allowing someone else to take control, even when he bottomed in the past. This was completely giving it up in some areas. That was a tad frightening to do.

Looking at Harry, Lucius could easily read some of the apprehension on his face. As he knew the young man better by now, he could guess where it came from. Quietly, he reiterated, “Keep in mind, if you grow uncomfortable, all you have to do is let us know. We'll work with you to figure out the issue and what to do about it. And if we hit an area you just can't take or causes you a supreme amount of stress, you just have to say one word, Harry. That's all. Then everything stops and we try to figure out the issue. Keep that in mind. We may want to push things, but we won't force you into anything you don't want or just can't do.”

“I'll remember,” Harry told him softly with a nod.

“Just trust us, all you have to do,” Lucius assured him. Lowering his voice, he added, “We both know for you that isn't as easy as it sounds. And we understand why. Just trust us as much as you're able to and we'll go from there with it. And we'll prove that you can trust us, Harry. Nothing will be done to you that you don't allow. It's always your choice entirely.”

“I will do what I can,” Harry assured him softly, shifting around as Elliot clung tighter to him.

“That's all we ask of you,” Lucius assured him gently. Settling back, he said, “I think that's all I wanted to cover with you. It should give us a base to work off of for the foreseeable future. As you get more comfortable, we'll press on further. Acceptable?”

“Yeah, 'cause this is going to take time to deal with,” Harry admitted honestly.

“Oh yes,” Lucius conceded with a nod. “It's not as easy as in one of the stories you have read on the topic. Those tend to skip so much and don't show the amount of trust it takes to delve into such areas.”

“Very true,” Harry grinned, chuckling softly.

Deciding that was the end of that topic and that it wasn't wise to push Harry any more than he already had, Lucius changed topics, hoping to delve into another area. As Sirius knew he planned for this and didn't have a problem with it, he was going to try. Deciding it was time to slide into the other persona, he asked, gently, “Who am I, Harry?” He thought that, for them, this was the easiest way to segue into the assigned roles.

“Daddy,” Harry told him softly, looking into the mirror as he clutched his blanket around him.

“Very good,” Lucius said with a pleased nod. “Daddy wants you to do what we did last time and take off your jammies. Can you do that for him? You might want to shrink Elliot down as well so you can hold him.”
Though this was still hard, it was easier for Harry to agree than it was the last time. Nodding, he shrunk Elliot then wiggled out of his jammies, tossing them onto the floor. Wrapping his blanket around his shoulders, he looked at the mirror, flushing slightly.

“Good boy,” Lucius praised, smiling slightly at Harry. Shifting in his chair, his flesh stiffening at what he planned for, he said, softly, “Daddy wants to play with you, Harry. Your other Daddy knows and doesn't mind. After all, he gets to play with you whenever he wants. Is that alright with you?” Stopping, he waited. As this was the first time he would do anything alone with Harry, he expected some debate from his little boy on the matter. It just meant he had to wait for Harry to sort it out.

Looking down, clutching Elliot, Harry thought that over. He wanted to as the discussion, despite how uncomfortable parts of it were, had made him horny. That was understandable, of course. After a minute or so, he looked up into the mirror and nodded. Sitting there, tense, he waited to see what Lucius wanted to do. He assumed it was something similar to what he and Sirius had done before he came to Grimmauld Place.

“Good boy,” Lucius praised again with a nod. It was obvious Harry was uptight about this, as would be expected, so he thought to lay out at least the basics of what he wanted to do. “All we're going to do is something similar to what you and your other Daddy did in the past. I'll ask you to do something and watch while you watch me. Is that acceptable?”

“It is,” Harry nodded, relaxing slightly. Oh, he was still on edge as this was Lucius, not Sirius, but he could manage.

“Such a good boy,” Lucius told him. “Can you get that toy Daddy bought you? He wants to see you use it.”

Not saying anything, Harry nodded then summoned the toy and lube. Sitting them down beside himself, clutching onto Elliot, he waited for Lucius to tell him what he wanted.

Pleased with this, Lucius said, “Take off your nappy for me.”

As that was easy enough, Harry reached down and undid the fastenings on the nappy then slid out of it, tossing it down with the jammies. Looking back at Lucius, he waited, wanting to reach down and stroke his hard cock, but didn't.

Eyes crawling over Harry's naked flesh, Lucius was pleased with what he saw. Harry was as aroused as he was already. Which meant they could press straight on. Good. “Good boy,” he said once more, voice huskier than it had been. “What Daddy wants you to do is reach down and slide a finger into your bottom.” He assumed Harry would realize that he was going to have him prep himself for the toy while he watched. He was also going to start with some of the words he wanted him to start using. He was sure Harry would forget that part midway through as it was so new, but it was at least a step forward. “Also, to keep hold of Elliot while you do. He also wants to see what you're doing. Well, the best we can manage anyway.”

“I can do that,” Harry told him in a slightly uneven voice. After grabbing the lube and slicking up one finger, he clutched onto Elliot then slipped his hand between his legs and rubbed the slick finger over his arsehole slowly, before easing it in. As he had done this plenty of times in the past, it was easy enough, enjoying the slight burn that accompanied the intrusion. Slowly starting to fuck himself with it, he clutched back onto Elliot, making sure to keep his legs spread so Lucius could see. It probably wasn't the greatest view in the world, but he would be able to see enough.

Locking his eyes on what Harry was doing, Lucius let out a soft groan. This was magnificent to watch. Though he couldn't see everything, he could view enough to be pleased with it. “Good boy, Harry,” he praised as he spelled his clothes off. Shifting in his chair, he draped a leg over one arm of it then reached down and began to stroke his already hard flesh. Oh, he wasn't going fast enough to achieve orgasm, but it was enough to take some pressure off. “Look at Daddy while you play with yourself, Harry.” Seeing Harry lift his eyes and gaze into the mirror, Lucius gave a pleased nod. “Good boy. Harry is a good boy for Daddy,” he said. “When you can, slide another finger into your bottom. You can also let loose of Elliot and touch yourself if you like.”

“Yes, Daddy,” Harry muttered, voice more uneven than before. Letting loose of the dragon, who still clung to him, he reached down and began to stroke his hard cock while sliding a second slick finger into his arse, moaning softly as he did. The burn was more intense this time, but he adored it. Scissoring his fingers the best he could, he fucked himself with them while trying not to stroke his cock faster, not wanting to get to the point of cumming just yet.

Groaning himself, Lucius gave his hard cock a squeeze, forcing himself not to stroke it faster. This was highly erotic, that was for certain, and he didn't want to rush it. “That's Daddy's good boy,” he said, panting as he did. “When you're ready, slide a third finger in.” His thought was to press on to the toy when Harry had the third finger in and was stretched more. Though Sirius told him Harry seemed to know how to go about this with minimal pain, he wanted to make sure his little boy didn't hurt. Even if that meant keeping a leash on his own desire to press on faster.

Nodding to let Lucius know he heard, Harry whimpered. Already his body was on fire and his cock throbbing. He was able to keep it under control, though, pressing on. Sliding a third finger into his arse, moaning loudly at the intensity of the burn this time, he shook violently, his cock twitching in his hand as he did. “So good, Daddy,” he muttered unevenly.

“Oh yes,” Lucius conceded, eyes locked on what Harry was doing. “Do you want the toy, Harry? Instead of your fingers?”

“Yes,” Harry hissed, shivering as he did, grinding his arse on his fingers.

“Where do you want the toy to go, Harry? And, remember, no naughty words,” Lucius said, lifting his eyes to observe Harry's face.

Panting heavily, Harry tried to think how Lucius had worded it earlier then said, “In my bottom.”

“Good boy,” Lucius praised, pleased with that. “Daddy wants to see it in your bottom as well. Tell Daddy what position you like the best.” He knew Sirius had mentioned that at one point, but he couldn't recall which it was.

“Doggy,” Harry told him, fucking himself faster with his fingers.

“We can do that, easily,” Lucius told him, pleased. After all, that position would give him a wonderful view of the action. “Stop touching yourself and take your fingers out. Get the toy and enlarge it to the size you want then get it ready.”

Nodding vigorously, wanting to press on and get some relief, Harry quickly pulled his fingers out of his arse and stopped stroking his cock. Grabbing the toy in a shaking hand, he quickly enlarged it to the size he wanted, something that was pretty damned close to the dimensions of Lucius' cock, then slathered the lube on it, making sure it was slick enough that it would minimize the burning that was sure to come. When he finished, he waited, looking at Daddy in the mirror.

“Get up on all fours, with your bottom towards Daddy then slide the toy in,” Lucius instructed, hand not leaving his cock, desperately trying not to stroke it faster. He wanted to see what he had planned for Harry before he allowed himself to cum.

Quickly flipping over, Harry positioned himself up on all fours, feeling Elliot cling to his chest as he did. Panting heavily, shivering madly, he led the toy back to his arse then began to ease it in. Feeling the more intense burn as it slid in, he moaned loudly, head dropping forward and bore down, allowing what remained of the toy to slide in easier. Once it was buried to the hilt, he held still, shaking madly and panting. Looking back at the mirror, he waited to see what Daddy wanted him to do. As it was, this was a huge fucking turn-on that he adored. Watching Daddy stroke his own big cock just added to that. Feeling his own flesh throb and twitch, he whimpered softly, wanting to press on.

“Oh, yes,” Lucius moaned, watching what Harry was doing. The view was just perfect. Harry's arsecheeks were spread wide because of the position and he could easily see the toy lodged there, not to mention his little boy's hard cock. “Set it to the speed you want, Harry, and start to touch yourself again. Just hold on until Daddy tells you to cum.”

Nodding, moaning loudly, Harry grabbed his wand and tapped it on the end of the toy, setting the speed he wanted. Head dropping down as it began to move, he dropped his wand then reached under himself and began to wank again. Looking back, he watched at Daddy stroked himself as well. Shivering and shaking from the sensations, he moaned loudly at the sight, desperately trying to keep himself from moving his hand faster to bring himself off.

Hand moving faster at the highly erotic sight, Lucius panted, body now slick with sweat and feeling overheated. Oh, this was wonderful. “Who am I, Harry,” he managed to stammer out, wanting to hear his little boy say it again.

“Daddy,” Harry moaned, watching the mirror as his arse was fucked hard and fast by the toy. “You're my Daddy.”

“Yes,” Lucius hissed, teeth clenched tightly. “I'm your Daddy. You're my good little boy, Harry, one that does what his Daddy wants him to.”

Yes, Daddy,” Harry whimpered softly, hand moving faster. Hips bucking slightly, as though he was trying to get the toy into his arse deeper, Harry shuddered at the sensations. He hadn't played much with the toy as it wasn't long after Lucius gave it to him that he was moved to Grimmauld Place, so it was something wonderful and fairly new.

“Do you want to cum for Daddy, Harry?” Lucius asked, hand moving faster as that hot knot in his belly seemed to grow and pulse, telling him his end was approaching. Though he wanted to drag this out, he wouldn't this time. He was aroused enough that he just wanted to cum. And he was certain Harry felt the same way.

Nodding vigorously, Harry muttered, “Oh yes!”

Watching Harry's hips thrust, seeing his arse clench around the toy, Lucius moaned, feeling his balls throb madly, then hissed, “Cum for Daddy, Harry! Be a good boy and cum for me.”

Hand pumping his throbbing cock faster, Harry tightened his arse on the toy then threw his head back, biting his bottom lip to keep from uttering what he normally did and moaned before cumming, splattering his chest with it as he did.

Though Lucius couldn't see much of the evidence of Harry finding his end, he saw enough to realize he had. Head dropping back against the chair, he moaned loudly himself then came, body shaking as he did. Oh yes, that was wonderful!

Coming into the room after the meeting was over and everyone but Remus had cleared out, Sirius glanced at the bed as he shut the door firmly behind him. Then he gave an internal grin. This was good. Harry was seated on the bed, wrapped up in his blanket, holding Elliot. Though the blanket covered everything, he could easily tell his godson didn't have any clothes on. As he knew what Lucius was going to work with Harry on, he was pleased. Not only that, Harry and Lucius were talking easily. This was very good! It also meant that he would have to get with Lucius via the book the following day to make sure he knew what the two covered so he could press on with Harry.

Walking over to the bed, noting that his godson's nappy and jammies were on the floor in a pile, he lowered the one side of the crib with his wand then scooted onto the bed and over to Harry. Pulling his godson back against him, he gave him a kiss on the side of the head and wrapped his arms around Harry, holding him close. Grinning, he said, “I take it you two had fun,” as he glanced in the mirror. Lucius, too, was naked, though had covered himself with a throw of some kind.

“Of course,” Lucius told him smugly after taking a sip of his brandy. “And, from what we heard from Molly, I bet you did as well.”

“Oh, that was magnificent to watch,” Sirius told him with an evil grin and chuckle. “You both are going to have to see the memory of that to truly appreciate how good it was, not to mention the volume it was at. Then there was Bill and Arthur. They didn't go off like Molly did, but I'm sure plenty are stinging over what they said. After all, they both tend to toe Albus' line in every way possible.” Laughing, he added, “And I'm also damned sure that just as many are as pissed at Snape, Remus and I for clapping when Molly finished. It was a right wonderful thing to behold and we had to show our appreciation somehow!”

Giving an amused snort at that, Lucius shook his head. “I think you and Remus are a bad influence on Severus. He would never have done such things before you two started to sway him.”

“Please, he's an influence unto himself,” Sirius chuckled, giving the snickering Harry a squeeze. “He just hid it better before us was all. Nothing more than that. He was best friends with you. That's enough to tell all of us that he didn't need influencing.”

“There is that,” Lucius admitted smugly with a dry snort. Focusing, he asked, “Was there anything I need to know about mentioned?”

“Not really,” Sirius sighed. “Just a bunch of the normal bullshite when it comes to that Prophecy Albus is putting so much stock into.” He then began to walk his lover through the main points of the meeting.

Holding Harry tightly to him after ending the conversation with Lucius and laying down for the night, Sirius asked, “You weren't too uptight about talking to Daddy Lucius and what was discussed, were you?”

“I was some,” Harry admitted, pressing tighter to Sirius, head resting against his shoulder. “I dealt with it though and it went fine.”

Kissing Harry on top of the head then stroking it, Sirius said, “Good. I thought it best he take it on. He knows more than I do about those areas and you aren't as comfortable with him as you are me. Besides, if you had questions, he could better answer them than I could. That you probably needed.” Gently, he added, “And he's the one that needs to work with you most when it comes to so much. This helped, I'm sure.”

“It did,” Harry admitted softly, clutching Elliot close.

“You're our good little boy, Harry,” Sirius told him, giving him a tight squeeze. “All ours. We want you to be comfortable and at ease with what we do. Remember that. And nothing you do or want is going to upset or disgust us. We won't poke fun either.” Lowering his voice, he added, “And I like this just as much as you do. So does Daddy Lucius. So, we'll press on together. All of us will like it as we do, too.” Looking down at Harry, who he could see gazing up at him, he added, “I'll be honest that I want you as my little boy all the time. That's not possible, I get that. Especially now. I want as close as I can get it though. Is that alright with you?”

Looking up at Sirius, Harry told him, quietly, “I want that too.”

“Good,” Sirius grinned, kissing Harry on the head again. “We'll work towards as close to that as we can get. We can't do it all the time, we all get that, but we can get close. That's what we'll shoot for.” Giving Harry a tight squeeze, holding him to his body, he added, “This way I get to take care of you all the time. I've wanted that since—well, for a long time. It's not the way I planned for, but it works just as well. And I like it.”

“I do too,” Harry admitted, smiling a little as he tucked his head under Sirius' chin. Snuggling up to his godfather, he gave a contented sigh and shut his eyes. Alright, it wasn't going to be easy to give up control enough to do what they all wanted, but he would. It was just going to take time and effort. That he could do, because he wanted this more than almost anything in the world.
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