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Veela Heart	By : Slayer-of-Destiny Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Lucius Views: 15799 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 7
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Chapter five

Neville and Ron had to hurry to stop themselves from tripping as Harry dragged them down the stairs by their hands at a rapid pace, he was practically flying down the main staircase and towards the Great Hall. Their ties were only partly done and their robes were crooked from where they had been dragged out the dorm room by an impatient Harry.

"Harry my shoes lace has come undone! Seriously I am in imminent danger of tripping and breaking my neck here! I'm clumsy enough as it is!" Neville squeaked as they hurtled down the stairs. However Harry's attention was firmly on the little ball in his chest that was feeling slightly anxious.

Neville and Ron breathed identical sighs of relief when Harry released them just inside the hall and hurried his way across the hall to where Draco was sitting at the Slytherin table.

"Oh Merlin's frilly knickers!" Ron groaned and started quickly after Harry, Neville looking up and followed swiftly as they saw Harry aiming towards the small group of boys who were clearly trying to flirt with a slightly uncomfortable looking Draco.

"Harry!" Draco perked up at the sight of his effective bearer heading towards him, the group surrounding him backed away so rapidly they were practically falling over each other to get away from the thunderous look on Harry's face.

"Boo," Blaise's soft murmur from behind them caused the group of boys to scream as they scrambled to flee the hall as quickly as was magically possible. Harry sat quickly sat down beside Draco and pulled him into a hug, breathing in the scent of his kit as he felt his own anxiety fading away.

"Well, that's really not a sight I have expected to see, for any reason at all, never mind this one," Ron mumbled shaking his head as he plopped down opposite them and started piling food onto his plate. Neville snickering sat beside him while Blaise took Draco's free side.

"What the hell is going on, in case you had not noticed this is the Slytherin table!" Millicent Bullstrode sneered at them. Though there was slight panic on her face at seeing so many Gryffindors seated at the Slytherin table.

"Its good to know that you have finally figured out what table your sitting at after six years, congratulations. However they can sit where ever they want to," Draco snapped at her from where Harry was still hugging him.

"Is he ok?" Pansy asked concerned sitting next to Ron.

"I think the bond between him and Draco stretched a little too far, he was really anxious to get down here," Neville said quietly, all of them watching, with a little concern as Harry's attention seemed to be purely focussed upon Draco, who was preening under Harry's attention happily.

Ron, Neville, Pansy and Blaise watched with slight bemusement as Harry started stroking Draco's hair. Their breakfasts were forgotten as they stared at the strange image in front of them.

"This…is bizarre," Pansy murmured.

"Do you have all your homework?" Harry was busy asking Draco as he started putting more food onto his plate.

"Yes,"

"And do you have your jumper with you, because we have Care of Magical Creatures later and it is getting a little nippy outside," Harry said worriedly. The four on lookers raised their eyes to the enchanted ceiling where the sun was shining brightly.

"I didn't bring it with me no," Draco however was smiling happily.

"Well you can borrow mines if you get cold, you just tell me if you do ok?" Harry said firmly putting another piece of toast on Draco's already fullish plate.

"Is everything ok here? You seem more intent on filling ou…Draco than you do with eating yourself," Harry couldn't stop the shudder that went through his body at the rich, rumble spoken into his ear, or the large, warm hand that discretely wrapped itself around his waist in a greeting as Lucius bent over in the pretence of speaking to them.

"Don't need to see that, so don't need to see that," Severus mumbled stalking passed them.

"Don't need to feel that, so don't need to feel that," Draco shuddered for a completely different reason.

"Sorry still getting used to blocking out one or the other of you," Harry winced as he tried to suppress the feelings that came with the memories of drugging, luxurious kisses that had been exchanged last night in front of the fireplace, leaving his lips feeling puffy and delightfully bruised this morning.

"I'm going to be scarred for life," Draco moaned pitifully covering his face with his hands. Nearly everyone blinked when Ron reached over the table and patted Draco's shoulder in a clear show of sympathetic companionship.

"Its alright Harry talks in his sleep, its not so bad when he's speaking Parseltongues, it's the English that's the problem," He said emphatically as Harry turned an amazing shade of red.

"I didn't…" He pleaded looking between Neville and Ron, elbowing Lucius in the side as he started snickering.

"Oh you did. Why do you think we were running so behind this morning? We were swearing Seamus and Dean to secrecy while explaining it to them. We managed to get silencers around your bed after 'oh yes Lucius, you smell so wonderful,'" Ron shivered.

Harry lifted his head to look at the Gryffindor table and sure enough found Dean and Seamus staring over. Dean was looking stunned and disbelieving, probably at the fact that Ron and Neville had been telling the truth about it all, Seamus was grinning widely and seeing that he had Harry's attention stuck up both his thumbs.

"Oh Merlin," Harry dropped back against Lucius's handily placed chest as he covered his face feeling his face burning an even deeper shade of red. Sometimes he cursed his mum's fair complexion that he had inherited.

"So…what exactly where you dreaming about love?" Lucius murmured deeply into his ear, the hand resting on his hip squeezing slightly.

"Harry my dear boy, you are doing a wonderful impression of a tomato, have you been cursed?" Albus asked concerned stopping beside Lucius and peering down at Harry.

"Yeah, with talking in his sleep," Blaise snickered.

"What…oh I see, shall we go to my office, I know so heavy duty silencers that should work even through your sleep magic. Lucius do join as well, we have something to discuss. Young Draco you are more than welcome to accompany us," Albus smiled warmly around the group. Nodding abashed Harry quickly grabbed a slice of toast and grabbed his bag, glaring at Draco until he with a sigh also grabbed a piece of toast.

"We'll see you later," Neville waved pleasantly as Ron and Pansy started what looked like an intense conversation about memory spells.

Once they were out of the Great Hall and in the quieter corridor leading towards the Headmaster's office Lucius's hand once again found his, wrapping his fingers around Harry's smaller palm and squeezing it gently. Harry smiled contently up at him as Draco drifted along beside them, wrapping the feelings of contentment and variations of love and care rolling off of his parents around himself.

"Is there actually something you need to speak to us about Headmaster, or were you just attempting to rescue Harry from combusting," Lucius smirked at the huff Harry let out as a little of the red returned to his cheeks at the memory. "You blush rather fetchingly," he added watching delightedly as the red deepened at his admission, Harry able to feel the truth in his words and know he wasn't just teasing.

"Son, present, son present! Please keep the flirting to a minimum!" Draco grumbled, but it was ruined by the happy little buzz both of them could feel coming from Draco.

"Adopted grandfather present also!" Albus chuckled, his eyes twinkling wildly as he took in the happy glow coming from Harry, metaphorically, his green eyes shining in a way Albus had sadly never seen before. Yes, any doubts that he may have had about this whole situation was wiped away with the images he had seen this morning. He had never seen Harry so happy, and Lucius had managed to do that in only two days.

"Oh shut up you or I'm not telling you about any more muggle sweets," Harry threatened him with a grin. While Draco and Lucius stared rather stunned at the way Harry had spoken to Albus, the headmaster placed his hand over his chest to speak in a rather melodramatic way.

"My dear boy, how could you threaten to take away the pleasures of an old man, one of the few he has left as he falls into his declining years, such a cruel, cruel, cruel thing to threaten!"

"Declining years my arse, your 148 and still as sneaky, manipulative and wily as ever Albus Dumbledore," Harry snorted unimpressed.

"Now there was no need to say my proper age out loud my boy," Albus huffed.

"Albus, you're pouting again," Harry grinned. "Skittles," He added to the Gryffin.

"Really there is no need to say it out loud, never mind writing it on my birthday card as you did last year my boy, people will think I'm old," Albus grumbled as he followed Harry, and so Lucius who was still attached to Harry, up the stairs.

"Ron thinks your 150 plus, I'm doing you a favour!" Harry snickered.

"150! Do you think perhaps I need to invest in one of those muggle…what do you call its…lift faces?" Albus asked stretching the skin of his temples with his fingers.

"Its face lift, and no Albus you don't. You're fine just as you are," Harry shook his head, leading Lucius through a door at the side of Albus's office and into what looked like a living room area that Lucius had never been in before.

"Its Slytherin colours!" Draco blurted out surprised before he could help himself as Harry sat down on the green sofa that had silver flowers embroidered onto it, the walls were a beautiful emerald green, the fireplace an impressively large, ornately carved one in a silver marble, a silvery grey carpet covered the stone floor with a green rug underneath the mahogany coffee table.

"Of course it is, Harry and myself both have our Slytherin sides to match our Gryffindor ones, so I wasn't shocked when he chose this colour," Albus chuckled taking the armchair on the other side of the fire and rung a small bell sitting on the nester table beside him.

"You decorated this?" Draco asked surprised as he made his way across the room looking around wide eyed. Ignoring the second armchair he placed himself at Harry's feet leaning against both Harry's legs and the arm of the sofa.

"Harry stayed here over the summer, when he found out I was just using this as a storage area he suggested I converted it so I had someone more comfortable to go and talk to people privately, or sit when no one was in my office," Albus beamed proudly.

"Of course he then used the fact it was my idea to get me to decorate it," Harry snorted amused reaching down to run his fingers through Draco's hair.

"While I have a free period is there a reason Draco and Harry are missing a lesson?" Lucius tried asking again.

"Oh yes, I have a rather…irate animagus and werewolf on one side and an equally incensed Weasley family on the other," Albus smiled as tea, coffee, juice, toast, eggs and sausages popped onto the coffee table.

"Ah they got my letters then?" Harry smiled sheepishly.

"Yes they did, it was all I could do to stop them from storming the castle, I have tried to explain to them but I'm afraid after the fifteenth 'mad old coot' and accusations that I am using you to try and gain control of Lucius I left them to it and informed them they were barred from the castle until they all calmed down, and that no howlers would be getting passed my gates. I thought you should know," Albus gave Harry a small smile as he slumped slightly against Lucius's side already imagining the reaction.

"I sent them a letter yesterday, I thought it was better for them to hear it from me, at least through letter, rather than through rumours, the paper…or Professor Snape," Harry added with an apologetic look at Lucius.

"Its probably true," Lucius shrugged.

"Not probably," Draco snorted from where he was nearly purring underneath Harry's petting hand.

"How bad are they freaking out?" Harry sighed, reaching down to link his fingers through Lucius, looking for the support of his mate but also giving it as he could feel the slight worry building in his Lucius ball.

"Well Sirius is requesting that I run every spell under the sun on you to find out which spell or potion Lucius has used on you," Albus winced at the snap of magic that cracked through the air.

"Calm down love, its nothing that I did not expect. I'm amazing you have not requested…never mind," Lucius quickly stopped himself from finishing his sentence as sparking emerald green eyes turned to him.

"I of course informed Sirius that mind spells didn't work on you, that we had your occulamency barriers set up so most potions will not work. Then I reminded him of the veela bond, and the fact that Lucius had come onto our side long before Voldemort's defeat," Albus tried to calm him down as the temperature in the room heated up. "That of course made Remus pause, and hopefully will allow him to think things through and then calm Sirius down,"

"Merlin I knew he wasn't going to be adult about this!" Harry huffed slumping in his seat. "And the Weasleys?"

"Well…Bill and Fleur have taken in pretty well once the Veela part was explained," Albus tried to smile.

"And the rest?" Harry said dryly.

"Ronald seems to be taking it very well perhaps he could talk to them and explain things and reassure them that things are above board and that you are happy," Albus suggested.

"That well," Harry rubbed his eyes. He blinked when a pair of arms wrapped around him and hugged him tightly, the ball in his chest giving out comfort and concern. Turning he wrapped his arms around Draco to return the hug being offered to him.

"What do you want to do about this?" Lucius asked softly rubbing Harry's back gently.

"Its probably best to let them cool down a little," Harry huffed. "Give them a week and then try speaking to them. Erm…probably alone," Harry winced as he looked back at Lucius.

"I understand, really Harry. I think my presence there would exasperate the issue rather than help you," Lucius smiled brushing Harry's hair out of his face.

"Don't worry, I will stay with you to help my boy," Albus reached across to pat Harry's leg. "And I will speak to them through out the week to try and calm them down,"

"I'll write to them again, and get Ron to write," Harry bit his lip before wrapping his arms around Draco again when he nuzzled into his chest.

Albus smiled to himself as he watched Draco squashing himself onto the sofa and curled into Harry's chest, despite the fact that he was a couple of inches taller than Harry, Harry pressed back against Lucius's chest as the older blonde ran his fingers soothingly through Harry's hair.

Sirius, Remus and the rest of the Weasleys didn't stand any chance but to accept this, especially if Albus had anything to do with it. If they tried to make Harry feel guilty for finally, finally having a piece of happiness in his life then Albus would have to take matters into his own hands. Perhaps it was time to pull out the book of hexes and pranks that he and Gellert had created as teens, the singing one aught to be a good start for Sirius….
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