Unexpected Love | By : DeirdraDomain Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 29035 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2 |
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Severus was about to say something scathing but when he looked up and noticed who it was, and the look on his visitor’s face, he stifled anything he might have said.
“You saw them, didn’t you?” he said, with no small amount of humour in his voice.
Lucius snapped his head up and nodded silently, his eyes wide. He couldn’t find the words to make his mouth work, so he just stood there while Severus laughed quietly. The blond finally found his voice, though it wasn’t much more than a whisper, as he slumped into the chair before Severus’ desk.
“Gods, Sev. Harry on his knees….and Draco behind him…such dirty things coming out of their mouths…”
Severus blinked, “Well, that’s new.”
Lucius looked up at his friend, “What is? Draco topping or the dirty talk?”
The Head of Slytherin thought this over for a moment, then answered, “They take turns, and so does Blaise.” Lucius started at this, not realizing the other boy was involved. Severus smirked, “Ahh, I see he wasn’t there this time. Well, they’ve been known to be in that position before, and dirty words happen every once in a while, but tell me this, Lucius; why did the scene get you so worked up?”
The blond shook his head, opened and closed his mouth a few times while he pulled his thoughts together, then spoke, “Draco, my own son, was debasing him, Severus. And Harry was taking it! On his hands and knees, Harry Potter was acting the slut for my son. This can’t be a healthy relationship, Severus. I mean, I love my son, I would give him near anything he wanted, but I can’t, won’t, stand by and let him abuse such a wonderful, amazing young man such as Harry.”
Severus blinked, lost for a moment, then regained function of his brain, “Lucius, did you just defend Harry Potter and swear to protect him from your own son…?”
“Well, not in so many words, but yes.”
“Holy shit, I think I need to write the Prophet. Lucius Malfoy, Lord of Malfoy Manor, has gone soft-hearted!” Severus said with a laugh.
“Oh, Severus, now really. If these two boys, my son included, are using Harry for their own sexual, perverse needs, then he needs saving. I mean, if they’re forcing-“
Severus held his hand up and cut the other man off, “Lucius, I promise you they’re not forcing him, number one, and number two, I know for a fact that it’s an equal relationship. They all take care of each other’s needs and, to tell you the truth, it’s usually your son in the position Harry was in tonight, if you must know. I assure you, he was only doing what was requested of him.”
”Relationship…?” Lucius said softly.
“Yes, relationship…oh, wait. You…Potter…?” Severus burst out laughing, “Not that kind of relationship, Lucius. They’re not in love and I also know for a fact that Mr. Zabini is seeing someone else, or in the process of trying to see someone else. I’ve no doubt in my mind that he will request to move into his own room either later tonight or by the end of the weekend. As for your son and Harry, they take care of each other’s needs, period. They are best friends and lovers, yes, but they are not seeing each other. Both are free to see other people should they wish it, or even enter a relationship with someone. They are not tied to each other; merely friends who have sex regularly.”
“I see,” Lucius said quietly.
Severus leaned forward over his desk, “Lucius, I have no doubt that your son would keep Harry for himself if he could. In fact I’m pretty sure Draco is in love with him, but Harry is in love with someone else and he refuses to tell anyone who. Draco is the only one who knows, although Blaise has a good idea.”
“Oh.”
“Are you interested in Harry?”
“What makes you think that?” Lucius asked a little too innocently.
“Perhaps because you were practically threatening to disinherit your son for abusing the boy a mere few minutes ago, Lucius,” he said wryly.
“I most certainly was not, Severus. I would be concerned if it were any other boy I had seen with Draco,” he said defensively.
“If you say so, Luce.” Severus watched him for a moment, “But they’re hot, aren’t they?”
The blond blinked, “Why would you- You’ve walked in on them before!”
Sev snorted, “Of course I have, Luce. I walk in on them at least once a week. In fact, I walked in on them last night. I went to inform Draco of your impending arrival and I walked in on the three of them rutting against each other.”
“Really?”
“Yes, but as I said before, I don’t think Blaise will be part of the equation for much longer.”
Lucius thought on that for a moment, “Are the three of them sharing a room?”
“They sleep in the same bed every night. Yes, they share a room. When you walked in, did you see more than one bed?” he asked the blond.
“Well, not that I was paying attention to much else, but I only noticed the one bed and what was happening on it,” Lucius said, a bit embarrassed for having stayed to watch his own son fucking someone.
“And did you also fail to notice said bed was overly large?”
“I suppose so, I mean I was in there long enough…to…”
Severus smirked knowingly, “You stayed to watch, didn’t you?”
“No, I-,” Lucius sighed and rubbed his temples, “Yes, I did. I couldn’t help it, Sev!”
The other man snorted, “Hey, I don’t blame you, Luce. That is most certainly a sight to behold, if you ask me. I would have stayed as well.” His eyes grew wide as he thought of something, “Sweet Merlin, they didn’t see you, did they?”
He shook his head, “Not that I know of. They could have, but I don’t think so. While they were still going at it, they were too absorbed in the act to notice if a bomb had gone off three feet from the bed. I left just as they finished.”
“Ahh, so they were still out of it, then?” he asked with a nod.
“Mmm,” Lucius hummed in response.
“Are you going to pursue him?” Severus asked curiously.
“Who, Harry?” Lucius asked, then shook his head, “No, why should I bother? He would never want me, especially not when he has my son. I’m old enough to be his father and besides, you already said he’s in love with someone, so I would be wasting my time.”
Severus shrugged, “Suit yourself, Luce. Was there something else you needed?”
“No.”
“Then why don’t you go back to their room and do what you intended?”
“But what if they’re having another go?” Lucius asked incredulously.
With a snort, the dark-haired man answered, “Gives you another chance to witness it.”
“You’re evil, Severus.”
“And you’re not?”
“Point.”
“Go.”
“I’ll talk to you later.”
Severus nodded to him, then pulled a pile of parchments to him and began to grade essays as the blond left his office. He had sensed Lucius’ feelings for Harry, but had pushed them out of his mind when Lucius had pointed out that Harry was already in love with someone. Harry Potter had no idea just how lucky he was; both Malfoy men were slowly, yet surely, falling head over heels in love with him.
Back in their room, Draco and Harry were snuggling and kissing. In fact, their hands were roaming south, and they would have started another round shortly, had Lucius not chosen that moment to knock once then walk in without waiting for an answer. Of course, he was most likely looking to see a show again, but unfortunately for him, they had pulled the sheets up over their lower bodies after he had left.
They pulled apart as the door opened and Harry stiffened when he noticed who was in the room. Draco had a smirk on his face that would make a Hufflepuff run scared, crying for their mummy. Lucius took in the scene and misinterpreted Harry’s discomfort for him being the father of the man he had just had sex with. Either that or Harry was uncomfortable with a known, former Death Eater seeing him naked and in bed with his son. Lucius mentally sighed and wished, just for one moment, that he was the one Harry was in love with and that it had been Harry who had sent the letter.
“Draco,” he said with a nod.
“Father,” Draco drawled, as he nuzzled Harry’s neck and nibbled on his ear.
Harry tried to pull away, but Draco wouldn’t let him. “Draco,” he hissed with a pleading look.
The younger blond rolled his eyes and sighed, backing off with a disgruntled look, “Father, I hope you have a good reason for interrupting this and causing me to lose Harry’s interest.”
Lucius gave his son a steely look, which Harry flushed seeing, then spoke in an icy tone, “Draconis, I think you need to learn some manners.”
Draco looked at his father in confusion for a moment before something lit in his eyes briefly before fading. He smirked at the older man, “What’s got your knickers in a twist, Father? The fact that I’ve got a gorgeous man in my bed, or who the gorgeous man is?”
“Draco!” Harry hissed once more, trying to avoid looking at Lucius.
“Son, I haven’t the faintest idea what you’re implying,” he said with a sniff.
That gave him away; Draco now knew his father had the hots for Harry and, although it made him sad because, like he told the green-eyed beauty before, he would keep him to himself forever if he could, he was thrilled that Harry may actually get what he wanted. The next thought that entered his mind was that he was going to have to find a way to get the two of them together, and quickly. He was so busy plotting, he failed to notice the looks his lover and father were shooting each other.
“Well, I just came by to see what was keeping you. You did say earlier that you would be by after dinner. It’s well after dinner and I hadn’t seen you in the Great Hall when I was in there, so I came down to see when you would be along,” he said in his ‘fatherly’ tone.
Draco looked up with a raised brow, “Mmm, yes. Let me dress and I’ll be down.”
“Why don’t you, er, bring Harry with you?”
Harry flushed, “I couldn’t possibly intrude on your father-son time, Lucius-“
“Nonsense, Harry,” Draco said with a wave of his hand, “I was going to force you to go with me anyhow.” He looked up at his father, “We lost track of time.”
“I see that,” Lucius said with just a slight hint of jealousy that Harry mistook for anger that his son and heir would be in bed with him, while Draco saw it for what it really was and smirked.
“Give us about fifteen minutes to clean up and dress, Father.”
Lucius nodded and left the room, closing the door behind him softly. Harry immediately launched himself onto Draco and began to smack him and hit him with a nearby pillow. Draco struggled for a few moments and when he saw it wasn’t doing him any good, he finally gave up and lay there, letting Harry beat him to a feathery pulp.
“Why did you do that to me? You’re a horrible friend, Draco Malfoy!” Harry said harshly.
Draco frowned, “Harry, Father’s got the hots for you. How could you not notice? Besides, that wasn’t the first time he came in here.”
“He was mad that you were in bed with me, Draco!” Harry said, his brain not having processed the second part of Draco’s statement yet.
“Yes, he was jealous, not ashamed-“
“WHAT DO YOU MEAN IT WASN’T THE FIRST TIME HE CAME IN HERE?!” Harry shouted.
Draco winced, “He came in while we were fucking.” He waited for the explosion.
Harry’s eyes went wide and Draco thought he was going to be pissed, but he assumed wrong. Harry buried himself in the pillows and covers on the bed, his shoulders shaking violently, and the blond could just barely hear stifled sobs.
“Shite, what’s wrong, love?”
Harry lifted his head, “If he didn’t want me before, he’s certainly not going to want me now! He saw me acting the whore, Draco. The only time you and I have done something like that, your father walked in. And…now I’ll never get the chance to-“
“HARRY! Stop. I’m sure he doesn’t think any less of you for what he saw. In fact, I bet what he saw made him realize his feelings for you,” Draco said softly, encouragingly.
“Do you really think so?”
The blond nodded, then gave him a soft kiss and pulled him off the bed, “Now let’s get cleaned up and dressed so we can go see him. I’m sure you’ll have the love of your life by the end of the weekend.”
Harry smiled and rushed into the bathroom, leaving Draco behind to himself for a moment. A look of utter hurt crossed his features before he could prevent it. He knew this was what had to happen, but he couldn’t help but think that perhaps Harry could be happy with him instead. No, he would do everything he could to get his father to realize just how amazing Harry was.
“Drake?” Harry called from inside the bathroom and Draco shook his head to clear his thoughts. He sighed and walked in to clean up and dress, pushing his own feelings aside for the benefit of his best friend and the only person he’d most likely ever love.
The two of them made their way down to Lucius’ room about ten minutes late, they had a little more fun while trying to clean up, and Draco just walked in without knocking. Harry shook his head at the disrespect Draco was exhibiting, whereas Lucius just chuckled and shared a knowing look with Harry. Neither knew of the other’s feelings, but both were hopeful…
Draco flopped down on the couch and sighed, stretching out and eyeing the two of them, “Well?”
“Yes?” Lucius asked as he turned to him.
“You’re the one who asked me to come down here, was there something specific you wanted to discuss?”
“Actually, I received a letter yesterday afternoon and I was wondering if you would care to read it and see if you could figure out who it was from,” Lucius said offhandedly.
Harry stiffened, as was becoming his habit, at the mention of the letter he sent. He knew Draco already knew who wrote it because he had told the blond himself about it on his own, but he was wondering how Draco was going to handle this and if he could trust his friend to not out him. Lucius didn’t notice the looks that crossed either young man’s face, but he was extremely curious about the letter, regardless of his feelings for the honorary Slytherin.
“Of course, Father. I’ll read it for you and let you know if I recognize the handwriting or anything about the person that might be revealed. Is it a professor or someone my age?” Draco asked innocently, which relieved Harry somewhat.
“Yes, I believe it is a student, a seventh year to be exact. Very depressed, a lot of self-loathing,” Lucius sighed and closed his eyes, then rubbed his temples. “I don’t know, other than they claim to love me and they feel they have no one else…”
Draco discreetly shot Harry a hurt look, which got him a helpless shrug in response, then turned back to his father, “I see. May I read the letter?”
“Of course,” he said, then pulled a worn looking piece of parchment out of an inner pocket in his robe and handed it to his son.
“Read it more than once, did you?” Draco asked humorously.
Harry looked to the older blonde, mildly shocked when Lucius answered, “Yes, I figured if someone had enough courage to send a letter like that to me, then I may as well give them a chance to at least tell me how they feel to my face.”
The honorary Slytherin wasn’t about to profess his undying love for the elder Malfoy, but his words made Harry think he had more of a chance than he thought he had before hearing them. Draco looked to Harry questioningly and he shook his head, letting his lover know he had no problem with him reading the letter he wrote. The blond sighed and opened it, recognizing Harry’s handwriting immediately and trying to hold back his tears the more he read. He finally looked up from the letter and handed it back to his father.
“I can’t help you,” he said flatly.
Lucius blinked at his son, “You don’t recognize-“
“Father, I said I can’t help you. Now if you would excuse me…” he said, then left the room.
“Draco!” Harry said exasperatedly.
“Perhaps you should go after him…?” Lucius suggested to Harry.
To be continued...
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