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Of Purebloods and Wings	By : Sablesilverrain Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Lucius Views: 38882 -:- Recommendations : 4 -:- Currently Reading : 6
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Harry opened his eyes and found himself staring down at a robed and masked figure, and his blood ran cold. It was a vision, and not the fun kind.

“Luccciusss,” He heard Voldemort speak. “What is your progresss with the courtsship?”

Lucius’ head remained bowed as he answered. “We have gotten to the weekend away, My Lord. The boy is slowly coming around, and I have high hopes that he will accept my proposal to marry.”

Voldemort’s anticipation shot through Harry. “Exccellent. You pleassse me greatly with thisss newss, Luccciusss. Continue to woo the boy, and when he trusstss you, bring him to me.” He hissed.

Lucius nodded. “It will be done, My Lord.”

Voldemort waved a hand. “Back to your ssstation, my faithful Lieutenant.”

Lucius returned to his spot just behind Voldemort’s right shoulder.

Harry breathed a sigh of relief.

“Ssseverusss, come forward.”

Harry’s heart jumped into his throat again. He didn’t care for the man as much as Draco did, but still, he didn’t want to see him killed or tortured!

Severus came forward and knelt at the man’s feet. “My Lord.” He murmured.

“How goes your missssion? Hasss the boy come around?” He asked.

Severus’ back tensed. “He is beginning to, My Lord, but he feels it is his place, as a submissive, to stay at home and care for children that will add to your ranks, rather than fighting alongside his father and I.” He answered.

Voldemort’s frustration didn’t grow any, and Harry had to wonder what the monster was thinking. “The boy hasss a point.” Voldemort mused. “Sssubmissssivesss don’t generally fight, nor are they particularly ussseful for any tassskss I may asssign…” He nodded. “You will get the boy with child asss sssoon asss you are able. He will be made to bear asss many children asss he can. They will be raisssed to fight for me.” He decided.

Severus nodded. “Yes, My Lord.” He answered.

“Return to your ssstation.” Voldemort dismissed him.

Harry paid little attention to the rest of the meeting, gritting his teeth when the inevitable torture curses echoed back to him. He took a grim satisfaction in noting that Narcissa had earned a few rounds of cruciatus.

He woke about half-an-hour later, and leapt from his bed, sprinting toward Lucius’ rooms. He got in and closed the door, listening for Lucius. After a few minutes of waiting, he heard the man’s voice coming, but realized that he wasn’t alone; Severus was with him!

Harry ran into the man’s room and shut the door behind himself.

The man entered the room and there was silence for a few long moments, before the door to the bedroom was opened. “Harry?” Lucius called softly.

Harry cast a lumos, and smiled. “Hi. I… Saw the meeting.” He said quietly.

Lucius smiled. “Then you know I am not harmed. You couldn’t wait to tell me in the morning?” He asked.

Harry flushed. “I knew I wouldn’t get back to sleep without seeing you and making sure you were alright.” He answered.

Lucius chuckled. “I appreciate your concern, but you cannot keep spending nights absent from your bed. Your friends will notice, Love.” The man said, taking his Death Eater robes off and hanging them up in his wardrobe, in the back behind everything else.

“I guess so. I just had to see you.” Harry said.

“I understand.” Lucius said, taking Harry’s face in both his hands and kissing him gently, sweetly. “Let’s get you delivered safely back to your dormitory, shall we?” He asked quietly.

Harry let out a long sigh. “Yeah.”

*****

Harry woke and groaned, grabbing his wand and waving it to silence the damn thing. He then rolled back onto his back and threw an arm over his eyes. “I need more sleep.” He declared.

Neville’s voice answered him. “Rough night?” He asked.

Harry sighed as the teen opened his bed curtains and looked down at him. “Vision.” He answered. “And hi. Nice to see you.”

Neville grinned. “Get up and let’s shower.” His grin disappeared. “What was the vision about this time? Anything important?” He asked as Harry got out of bed.

Harry shrugged, grabbing his shower things. “Not really. He was just getting updates from the DEs.” Harry answered. “Lucius and Prince escaped without being tortured this time, so that much is good. Lucius is apparently really good at shielding his thoughts, because he’s got Voldemort believing that I’m only just now falling for him. I’m madly in love with the man, to tell the truth.” He confessed.

Neville smiled. “Yeah, we can all tell. It’s a little upsetting to me and Seamus that you’ll be off the market, but I’ve got Ginny, and Seamus has… Well, pretty much everyone else.” He laughed.

Harry snorted. “I’m surprised he still gets dates anymore, the way he blows through relationships.”

“I’m pretty sure his blowing is what gets him relationships, actually.” Neville snickered. “Everyone knows he’ll put out.”

“Oh, God, let’s not talk about Seamus’ blowing skills, it’s far too early for that.” Harry said, just as Seamus walked in.

“Talking about me?” He asked. “My ears are burning.”

Neville snorted. “I’m sure that’s just from all the steam in here, don’t flatter yourself.”

Seamus shrugged. “Your loss. I’m a hot topic these days, you know. Oh, guess who I was with last night!” He said in excitement.

Harry frowned. “Who was it this time?” He asked in confusion. “I thought you’d already been with everyone who would have you.”

Seamus grinned. “Anthony Goldstein finally came around.” He revealed. “Been working on him for a month!”

“Congratulations.” Neville said. “Try to keep him for a while; your future prospects are few and far between.”

Seamus sighed. “Yeah, it’s really sad. No one appreciates a good blow anymore. Or a good fuck.” He added morosely.

Neville rolled his eyes. “Yeah, not from the school broom.” He added.

It was true, though. Most everyone had already had a turn on Seamus, or under him, depending on their preference. Seamus would take either position; he wasn’t picky. And he didn’t stick to one gender, either. He’d dated his fair share of girls, he just seemed to like the guys better; those relationships always lasted longer.

Seamus grinned, totally unrepentant. “Hey, there’s nothing wrong with being a man-whore!” He declared, throwing his arms open wide. “Who doesn’t want a piece of this?” He asked, doing a little shimmy.

“Me.” Harry replied.

Seamus shot him an affronted look. “Well, yeah, but you’re sexually repressed, we all know that.” He told the brunet. “Everyone else loves me.”

Neville grinned. “Keep telling yourself that, Shea.”

“I will!” Seamus replied happily.

*****

Harry couldn’t stop himself from glancing up to the Head Table every few seconds during breakfast. Every time he stared at Lucius for more than a few seconds at a time, the man would notice him staring and would smirk at him and give him a flirtatious wink.

Harry had just received another such wink and had turned back to his food, blushing, when Ginny sighed. “Merlin, Harry, stop eye-fucking the man!” She hissed at him. “It’s downright indecent!”

Harry flushed further and fixed his gaze on his eggs, smiling slightly. “Sorry.” He mumbled.

Hermione snorted. “If Harry wants to flirt instead of eating his breakfast, let him.” She said in amusement. “He’ll be the one who has to live with his growling stomach in class later.” She told Ginny.

Ginny grinned. “I’m only trying to help.” She said sweetly.

Harry chuckled. “Sure you are.” He said sarcastically.

Ginny eyed him for a moment. “I think,” she finally decided, “that you’re spending entirely too much time with Draco.”

“I love him like a brother, of course I spend time with him! Besides, we have extra lessons together, you know that!” He defended himself.

“Don’t you mean you love him like a son?” Ginny asked. “After all, you’ll be his step-dad soon.” She pointed out.

Harry sighed. “I’m trying not to focus on that weird fact too much.” He finally said. “He brings it up every so often, though.”

“Of course I do, Dad.” The blond’s voice answered from behind him, making Harry jump and turn around to see him. “Almost done?” He asked, sitting beside Harry in the spot that had been left open after Seamus left breakfast ten minutes earlier, to go snog his boyfriend a bit before class.

“Um.” Harry answered.

Draco sighed. “Eat, My Lord.” He drawled. “And drink your juice. You should be enjoying grape juice while you can, though. You won’t see much of it after you marry.” He looked in Harry’s goblet. “Though I can clearly see that you prefer pumpkin juice. Really, don’t you get enough of that with lunch and dinner?”

“I like pumpkin juice.” Harry defended his drink choice, grabbing his goblet and taking a large gulp to illustrate his point.

“Obviously.” Draco agreed, sneering just a bit. “Well, I’m going to head to Charms. Make sure you lot aren’t late.” He said, getting up and leaving. “Ta!” He called over his shoulder as he left the Great Hall.

Harry looked back at Lucius for a few moments until the man noticed him staring and gave him another smirk and motioned to his plate insistently. Harry sighed and turned his attention to his food, eating while he had the chance.

*****

Harry made it through his classes and lunch without any mishaps, but when the time for dinner came, Harry once again chose to focus more on Lucius than his food.

Every time the man caught Harry staring, he’d motion to his own plate, and Harry would spend a few minutes eating before his eyes were drawn back to the Head Table.

“Really, they’re disgustingly in love.” Ginny said in an undertone to Neville. “Even we’re not that bad.”

“Yes, well, we’re not creatures.” Neville pointed out. “Doesn’t your brother have a Veela mate? You should already know that creatures are notorious for being disgustingly in love with their mate for at least the first few years before the bond mellows some.” He reminded her.

Ginny pursed her lips, thinking, before she nodded. “Good point. I suppose I’ll just have to live with my adopted brother being soppy and sickeningly sweet on his mate for a while.” She said in a voice full of false mourning.

Harry snorted at her. “Drama queen.”

“Oh, look who’s calling who a queen!” She shot back with a grin. “I wouldn’t be talking if I were you. Those in glass houses, and all.”

Harry turned back to his food and ate a bit more, then glanced up at Lucius, who was watching him with a fond smile on his lips as he ate. The man paused and arched an eyebrow, then looked pointedly down at his plate.

Harry understood the message. Eat now, flirt later. He focused on eating while conversation ebbed and flowed around him.

When he finally finished his food, he got up and walked out of the Hall, seeing Lucius heading his way as well.

He stopped just outside the doors and waited for his mate to reach him.

“Minx.” Lucius chided as he slipped through the doors. “I could barely concentrate on my food. You’ve been in a ridiculously flirty mood today, staring at me during breakfast and dinner. I could practically see the pheromones you’ve been putting out, and I didn’t even have you in a single class today!” The man said, wrapping his arms around Harry’s waist and kissing him. “What brought on this mood?”

Harry smiled and flushed. “I have no idea. Just one of those days, I suppose.” He answered lightly.

“Mm, have them more often. I wholeheartedly approve.” Lucius murmured.

Draco came through the doors next, and looked at his father and Harry, then sighed. “Really, you two! Do I need to douse you in cold water?” He asked, drawing his wand.

“That won’t be necessary, Draco, unless you want Harry to do the same to you.” Lucius replied. “Don’t forget, he can control the water once it leaves your wand, and as your soon-to-be stepfather, he is well within his rights to retaliate in kind.”

Draco put his wand away. “Well, I suppose I’d best not incite his wrath just yet.” He decided. “There will be plenty of time for that later.”

Severus came out and looked between them all. “You two can stop pawing at each other.” He said to Lucius and Harry. “Let’s get into the forest.”

The group set off, meeting Ana at the portal and walking through.

Ana smiled, pulling Harry away as soon as they were through. “So, today might be your last lesson with Sir Gregor.” She said excitedly. “I expect you’ll spend a good deal of it just talking.” She told Harry. “Go see him, we’ll all be here when you get out.”

*****

“How was your Vision?” Sir Gregor asked when Harry had come back to himself.

Harry flushed.

Sir Gregor chuckled. “Ah. I assume it was of an intimate nature?” He asked.

“Yeah, well, I’m still a virgin and me and Lucius can’t do anything more than what we’ve done until we marry, so I’ve got to get my jollies where I can.” He explained.

Sir Gregor frowned. “You cannot test whether or not you are compatible intimately?” He asked. “Then how are you to know?”

“Well…” Harry licked his lips, aware that his flush hadn’t abated and stood little chance of doing so while they were discussing things like this. “He’s sucked me twice, and I liked that, and I find him pretty hot, so I’m fairly certain we won’t have problems. But we won’t really know until after the wedding. All my dreams and Visions have been pretty nice, though. I enjoy it in those.”

Sir Gregor nodded. “That is a good sign. Visions and precognitive dreams rarely lie, in that respect. Do you have someone to talk to about what to expect when you have sex for the first time? A virgin submissive really should.” He told Harry.

Harry shrugged. “Not really. My parents are both—“

“Dead, yes, I know. As is your Godfather. Is there no one else?” He pressed.

“No. Not anyone I would feel comfortable enough with, at any rate.” Harry confessed.

Sir Gregor nodded slowly. “I am inclined more toward females, myself, but I know enough that I could explain things to you, if you’d like to know what will happen. You are a submissive, so you should be aware. He could inadvertently hurt you otherwise.”

Harry flushed. “He’s pretty experienced, I think he’ll be fine, but I would like to know what to expect. I’m a little nervous about it all.”

“I see. Well, he will have to prepare you manually, stretch you open with his fingers, before he enters you, or there could be tearing. He should use three fingers, though some men should use four instead, if they are wider than average. Make sure you use a lot of lubricant, a very slick one, and it should ease things. Also, if you need him to, he should have no problem with going slowly. If he can not, or will not, that would be a bad sign for future interactions.” Sir Gregor told him, face flushed and obviously slightly discomfited. “Is that adequate, or do I need to elaborate on any particular points?”

Harry blinked in shock, his face totally red. “No!” He said in a high voice. “I think I’ve got it!”

Sir Gregor laughed. “Good, because as uncomfortable as you are, I am probably worse. I never intended to have this conversation, and that is why I am glad I have a daughter. She only needed to be told what to expect from straight sex. But I like you, so I am more than willing to help you in whatever ways I can.”

“I appreciate it. Thanks.” Harry said, trying to will the redness in his face to abate.
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