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Shame's Desire	By : dweek Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Het - Male/Female Views: 32597 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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A/N- Huge thanks to Eclectic Pet for being an awesome beta! So we are at the final chapter of this story, and I think it has been quite a ride! These characters will be back in future stories in this little AU world of mine, but for now, I will be working on some of my other unfinished work! Enjoy!
Lucius-
I am in a dungeon of my own making. After weeks of research and study, I built this room to try to save my wife. All I can think of is giving Severus more time. He comes by once a week to tell me of the happenings in the kingdom. What leads have led to more dead ends. I know it has been more than three months since Ginevra was taken, and if I had not made this cell we would both be dead.
The darkness and magic of this place dulls our connection to something tolerable. I want her back so much sometimes I weep in this place where no one can hear me. Draco visits me as well to tell me of the Malfoy estate as I have given him the power to run finances while I am stuck here. Sometimes I think this will be my life from now on, but I know that not even this measure will keep us alive for another year. At least Draco has a good head on his shoulders and will carry on the Malfoy legacy.
“Lucius.” I hear Severus standing outside my door. I think I open my eyes, but there is no way to be sure in this dark cell.
“Is it already Friday?” I ask because it seems he was here only a few days ago. Not that there is much way to tell time in this magical prison.
“No my friend. But I have news and we need your help.” He says and I can hear the locks of my door clinking.
“I must protect her Severus.” I snap as I relock the door with a wave of my wand.
“I know my friend.” He calls me that a lot now and I wonder if it is because I am going mad. “But we know where she is. And we both know the closer we can get you to her the better.”
“How do you know where she is?” I ask as I feel my heart start to speed up with the idea of finding her after all this time.
“Miss Granger has been helping perfect new ways of scrying. She has been very interested in helping with our search.” He says and I frown, as I don’t know if I can trust anything, some mudblood has done. “She is actually quite brilliant.” He adds as if he can read my mind.
“If I go with you, and that girl is wrong. It could kill us both.” I remind him what is at stake.
“If she is right your magical connection will not only help us find her, but you can cure both of you sooner rather than later. I am sure this has all put stress on the child.” He says and his reasons are good. “Lucius we traced her back to the Weasley estate. We think with the child so close they have finally brought her home.
“She isn’t home!” I snap because Malfoy Manor is my wife’s home.
“You know what I mean Lucius.” He says tiredly and I nod even though he can’t see me. “Will you let me open the door so we can go get your wife?”
My hand twitches, and I start to unlock the door myself. The child has to be coming soon, and if we do not reconnect, I really doubt Ginevra will survive even with this precaution. I have to try to grasp at this ray of hope, or I don’t know if anything else will ever come again.
When the door opens, I am sure I look like a skeleton, but I don’t really care. “You’re not taking my wand.” I tell him as we set off towards those I will bring ruin upon.
“I wouldn’t consider it for the world.” Severus says as he follows me.
Ginny-
They’ve set me up in my old room and I haven’t had the energy to talk since we got back here. I lay on the bed and sleep. Sometimes my captors wake me and force a nutrient potion down my throat because I don’t have the will to eat. They talk in hushed voices as if I'm already dead.
Sometimes I dream when I’m sleeping. I am in the nursery at Malfoy Manor. It’s perfectly set up exactly how I wanted. I am holding my child and telling them soft stories as they sleep in my arms. They always look different, but they are always my child and always a perfect little creature in my arms.
I haven’t really been able to sleep for the last few days though. I can’t get comfortable and there is a growing pain every so often. From the way my Healer described it so long ago I think I may be in labor, but for some reason I just don’t tell anyone. The pain has been growing and I don’t even know how to yell. Do I even want them to know that my child is coming into the world? What if they take it away?
I don’t really know how long it is before I start whimpering. Whimpering feels good, as it feels like my body is cramping. I don’t know if I can breathe when the pain comes and I find myself holding my breath.
I take in gasps of air when it recedes like I’ve been drowning, and that is how my mother finds me. She drops the potion bottle and rushes to my side.
“Oh baby, how long has this been going on?” She asks trying to help me onto my back.
Most of the time I don’t really know how to talk to her when she speaks to me, but for some reason, it is like the last wave of pain has woken me up.
“I don’t know.” I say in a scratchy voice.
“It’s going to be okay baby.” She says before rushing to the door. “MARTHA! IT’S TIME!” She yells to our old housekeeper.
There is a new wave of pain and this time I have the voice to really cry out. A moment later, my mother is at my side. “Breathe baby, you need to breathe.” She says as she holds my hand tightly. “They are very close together.” She says sounding worried. “We’re not quite ready yet.”
“I want Lucius.” I whimper as I try to breathe this time, forcing my lungs to take in and push out air. “Why did you take him from me?” I cry and she just holds my hand more tightly.
“You’ll see it was for the best darling.” She whispers as the pain subsides again.
Soon Martha joins us and I know she was my mother’s midwife, so at least maybe my child will survive this. “You need to give him to his father.” I tell my mother who hasn’t left my side. “It isn’t right to keep him.”
“It’s okay dear, everything will be okay.” My mother says trying to sooth me as the pain fills me again. “Arthur get out of here!” My mother snaps and I have no idea why my father would even come.
“Can she be moved?” He asks sounding worried enough to make me look at him.
“Lucius?” I ask hopefully trying to sit up even though I feel like every muscle is locked in place.
“He’s here?” My mother sounds much less hopeful than I do.
“Somehow they must have detected her through our obscurments” He says looking to me. “Lock yourselves in. The boys and I will hold them off.” He says and he closes the door before running off.
“It’s going to be okay baby.” Mom says as she leaves me so she can put some warding on the room.
“Please just bring me Lucius?” I beg when she comes back to my side.
“We won’t let him get you.” She answers as if I had asked for something completely different. This must be why I am feeling more. The closer my husband gets the better chance of our bond healing.
“I think it’s time to start pushing.” Martha says trying to sound brave and encouraging.
“No.” I snap because I know I need to reconnect with Lucius before I do this.
Lucius-
“I feel her.” I say as we stand outside of their puny gate. They’ve actually raised their wards this time, so something has obviously changed.
“Hopefully she can feel you.” Severus says while we wait for the front guard to take down the barrier.
“I am going to torture them slowly for what they’ve done.” I growl thinking of all those Weasley faces.
“You may wish to remember they are still her blood.” My friend tries to keep me focused.
I should not be thinking of revenge now anyway. Now is the time to focus on getting to Ginevra. I need to find her before it is too late.
When the gate bursts open three redheads come rushing out of the main house as we come marching in. It’s the Lord and his two eldest sons. I go right for my wife’s father as the men take on the others. I will not kill any of them, but I do not think they have the same reservations for us.
“You know she did all this to save you from losing everything.” I call out to Arthur Weasley. “How can you betray her so completely?”
“Don’t act like you know anything about loyalty Malfoy!” He calls back as we exchange curses.
Really all I want is an opening at the door. I know we brought enough backup that I don’t even have to take down this man, even though it would be greatly satisfying to do just that.
“How can you talk of loyalty when you take what isn’t yours any longer!?” I yell back working to drive him away from the door.
“My daughter isn’t a thing!” He yells trying to rush me.
It is the opening I need and I turn quickly out of his way before bolting for the door with Severus on my heels. We soon discover there are more men here than just the Weasley clan. But I don’t really have the spare thought to consider what that could mean.
“It’s a trap.” Severus growls as we have been cut off from the rest of our group.
“We can take them. I need to get to Ginevra.” I tell him and there is no hesitation as we take down who we can and move as best we can in cramped quarters.
“Give us a direction Lucius.” He yells as we fight off those who seem little older than teens.
“In here!” I call pulling us both into some kind of sitting room and using the force of my magic to toss a large clock to bar the door.
“Now you’ve trapped us in here.” Severus says as he looks for an exit.
“She is up there.” I say because my mind only has one thought. My wife is directly above my head.
I hear a scream that makes my blood run cold. That is my wife and they are killing her! Without thought to what could happen I blast a hole in the ceiling away from where I know my wife is.
Ginny-
I know holding back like I am can’t exactly be good for me or the baby, but I also know if I don’t hold off as long as I can I will have failed my child before it is even born. I scream as the pain becomes too much and my mother is breaking her voice begging me to listen to Martha.
“I can’t!” I whimper because she will never understand what she has done to me.
Before she can answer though the far corner of the room seems to actually explode in a cloud of dust and debris. My mother puts herself between the corner and me as I hear shuffling and groaning.
“You need to push Miss Weasley.” Martha pleads while my mother is too busy watching for trouble.
“That is Lady Malfoy to you.” A distinctly male voice says and I get my first vision of Lucius. He doesn’t look very good actually, as if he had been sick for a long time, and I know I must look very similar.
“Stay away from my daughter!” My mother yells in her shrill voice as she points her wand directly at my husband.
“Please?” I whimper trying to reach out for him. I just need him to touch me and everything will feel better, I know it.
“Get out of my way woman! Don’t you see she needs me?” Lucius growls and I can see the fire in his eyes.
“Please mom!” I beg and there is pain again so I scream and bend forward because that is what my body wants from me.
I can’t tell what is going on and I can’t hear anything but my own cries. Before the pain is over I feel a large hand on my back and the relief is so profound that I almost stop breathing all together. When the pain slows, I look and find my sickly husband covered in blood and dirt kneeling at my side and looking at me as if I am the only thing in the world.
“You made it.” I tell him before falling back because I really don’t have the strength to hold myself up.
“She really needs to start pushing when I say.” Martha tells my husband because she has no one else she can give this command to.
“I think you need to listen to her.” He says as he holds my hand with one hand and wipes hair that is stuck to my face away with the other.
I nod because I know it’s actually time now and I start to really fight for the first time since Harry drugged me so long ago.
When the child finally comes it starts to cry almost right away, and Martha tells us that is a good sign.
“It’s a girl.” She says as she starts to wrap up my daughter in a blanket. I’m happy, but I know how much Lucius was counting on a boy.
“I’m sorry.” I tell him, even though I just want to hold her, and I still feel the pain as if I’ll be in labor forever.
“She’s beautiful, she’s so small.” He says next to my ear, and I really don’t know what to say when there is the full pain of something again and I cry out. “What’s wrong with her?” He asks and Martha quickly hands my daughter to him as she moves back between my legs.
“It looks like she isn’t alone.” She says and I widen my eyes and I don’t know how I am going to do this all over again.
Lucius holds our daughter with one hand and me with the other and I have to push another life from my body. This was not an idea I was ready for, but I know with him at my side I can do it.
“Another girl.” She says with a smile and I don’t have time to even look at my husband, as I know something is still wrong with me.
“I’m going to die.” I gasp as she quickly wraps her up and sets a second crying baby down in the little bassinet my mother had ready for her.
“It’s going to be alright my love.” Lucius says kissing the side of my face.
“No, no, no.” I whimper and Martha gasps.
“She is having another.” She says and I know this has to be some kind of dream, as I have to go through this all over again.
“I’m never going to be done!” I cry out and even Lucius looks worried, but all the same, he keeps me close and helps me keep going. When the third human is finally pushed from my loins, I take in a gasp of air as I finally feel some relief.
Martha doesn’t move away this time as she cares for the child and wraps it in her apron because I think she may have run out of blankets.
“It’s all over now.” She says after a few moments and I let myself lay back. I still feel cramps but it is nothing like it was before so I think I may actually believe her.
“And the child?” Lucius asks trying to see the child as I realize I haven’t heard it cry.
There is a long moment before it lets its lungs loose and I relax as if that is a musical sound.
“It’s a little boy.” Martha says after a moment. She sounds very nervous all of a sudden, and it is only now that I actually hear the pounding on my door.
Lucius hands me our first daughter and walks over to the door with purpose in his step and his wand out and ready.
He lowers the ward on it that my mother had put in place making Harry and Ron come tumbling in. I wonder how long they had been slamming themselves against the door.
“Step away from her!” Harry manages an angry growl before he comes face to face with my husband’s wand.
“Please?” I gasp and swallow hard as I look down at the child in my arms. I feel so tired and I don’t want to deal with all this fuss. “I need rest.” I add as best I can. “Everyone go away.” I say and I know I’ve gone too far as the darkness swallows me up.
I wake still feeling so tired, and there is someone humming by my bed that definitely isn’t my mother. When I open my eyes, I find that I am still in my old room at the Burrow. Healer Pomfrey is sitting by my bed and I can’t help but smile at her.
“You’re awake. I was worried there for a little while after all this stress.” She says coming over to me with a cool cloth.
“What happened?” I ask feeling more like myself than I have in months.
“I’m not sure of everything.” She starts as she helps me to sit up and get comfortable in the new position. “But there was a fight while you were in labor. A woman named Martha says you wouldn’t push until Lord Malfoy blew a hole…”
I shake my head. “I know all of that.” I interrupt her. “Where is Lucius, and my children?”
“The babies are right over here and all doing very well. They could do with a feeding if you think you are up to it.” She says as she goes to pick up a small bundle from one of the bassinets. It seems there are now three and I have to wonder when that happened. “Lord Malfoy slept with you for a while to help heal your bond. But he had to leave an hour ago to speak with the Emperor about everything that has happened here.”
“Why am I still here?” I ask as I take the girl from her arms and smile down at her perfect little face.
“I wanted you to recover a bit before we move you. Having triplets is dangerous in the best of times dear. If you had been under my care I would have known and we would have prepared you.” She says sounding angry. “I hope those rebels get what’s coming for how they endangered you and your children.”
I swallow hard at her words as I remember the time spent at the Longbottom estate. She shows me how to hold my girl so she can feed and I bite my lip at the odd and somewhat painful sensation.
“But they’re alright?” I ask looking up to her with worry.
“Yes dear you did wonderful.” She says and I finally let myself really relax.
Lucius-
That mad healer makes my wife and children stay at the Weasley estate for over a month! We have her moved to the larger room Lord and Lady Weasley used to use as their own. We didn’t capture all of those who were at the Burrow, but at least we have Lord Weasley in the palace dungeons.
I’ve visited her every day as often as I can. Though Draco refuses to set foot on the traitor’s land, even to see his new siblings. We keep putting off naming them. We never really talked about it before, and even if we had, there are three to figure out.
I never really knew I wanted a daughter until I saw our first child born and looked at her tiny red face. When the second was born, all I could think was how I was twice blessed. And then as my second son came into this world I thought I would probably pass out.
I don’t think I have truly relaxed yet since finding Ginevra and I am glad that today they will all be coming home. I’m sitting in the front study waiting for the carriage to arrive, and Draco sits with me reading some letter with a serious expression.
“I’m glad to have this all over with so you can take over running the estate again.” He says shaking his head. “I enjoyed my limited duties before.”
“Haven’t had much time with your own twins?” I ask and he smiles up at me.
“I’ve made time.” He says seeming pleased with himself. “I wish to make them an offer father.” He says setting down his papers so he can look at me seriously.
“Which one?” I ask unable to help smiling at the idea of my son getting married.
“Both.” He says as if that should be plain.
“You can only legally marry one my boy.” I remind him amused by his plans.
“We’ll pay both bride prices and tell their father that we will take care of arranging the sister’s marriage when she is ready.” He says very seriously.
“If that is really what you want. It sounds as if you will have your hands full.” I say as I hear commotion in the front all.
“This will be a very full house.” I add and he smiles.
“We have the room.” He says as we both go out to greet Ginevra and the children.
She looks much recovered from how I found her in that house, and I probably look better myself. She comes right for me so that I can encircle her in an embrace while servants carry her things in.
There is a lot of commotion to get the children properly into their nursery and I am glad Draco takes an interest in his new siblings as they are settled in. Ginevra fusses over them for a while before I can pull her away and finally have a private moment with my wife for the first time in forever.
“We should name them now that they are home.” She says looking up to me with a tired smile.
“We should.” I agree nodding as I help her out of her cloak. “But first I need something from my pet.” I tell her in a breathy voice as I lead her to my room.
She trembles slightly in my arms, and I enjoy the flush on her cheeks. “I’m a mother now…” She says as if that stops her from being a sexual creature.
“I asked your healer if it was alright.” I tell her as I start to unlace her dress. “She says a hard cock is exactly what you need right now.” I tell her making her blush even more deeply.
“Master please?” She gasps making me all the more eager to take what is mine.
The End.
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