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The Adventures of the Sex-God Savior	By : Camorgan Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Lucius Views: 30139 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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The Adventures of the Sex-God Savior and the Drool-Worthy Death Eater

"Oh, Harry! I'm so happy for you!" Hermione squealed, throwing her arms around him and squeezing the breath from him. Harry laughed, hugging Hermione back and looking over her shoulder at Ron. He had a pale, stricken look on his face. Hermione pulled away, her face lit up in excitement, she turned to her husband and hit him gently on the shoulder.

"Ronald, didn't you hear? Harry is getting married to Mr. Malfoy!" Ron nodded dumbly, and sat down at the kitchen table. Hermione scoffed and rolled her eyes, turning back to Harry and taking his left hand.

"When are you getting the ring? When is the wedding? What colors have you picked? Oh! Is it going to be at the manor or somewhere foreign and exotic?"

"Hermione, Hermione! He just proposed last night!" Harry exclaimed, catching her shoulders and steadying her. She smiled sheepishly.

"Sorry, I'm just so thrilled!"

"We're actually getting the ring tonight though, he's letting me pick it out. Though I'm not sure from where."

"Oh, it's bound to be some over-the-top expensive place, I'm sure you'll have the most envied ring in the entire wizarding community. After all, you are marrying the Malfoy patriarch. I just can't believe it! If you could have done anything to make you more famous, this was it. Have you seen the Daily Prophet?"

"How could they have possibly found out already?"

"Oh, they haven't, not for sure. It's all speculation, isn't it? It's not like everyone hasn't been expecting it though." Hermione said, picking the paper up from the table and showing Harry the cover.

The Boy-Who-Lived, Expected to Join the Malfoy Legacy Any Day

Our inside information on the exclusive relationship!

"I suppose I should have expected it." Harry commented, observing the picture of himself on Lucius' arm. It showed a zoomed in image of the crest on his collar and then Lucius swooping down elegantly to kiss Harry none-so-innocently. It wasn't as if they were trying to hide it. It would have been impossible anyway.

"Well, you know as soon as you set foot into a jewelry store the headlines will be screaming your engagement announcement. Have you told Sirius?"

"Er..."

"Harry James Potter!"

"I'm going to!"

"You had better, before he sees in the paper first! Imagine how upset he would be if the Skeeter woman knew before he did!"

"I know, I know. I'm going to visit him next, I promise Hermione."

"Good Luck, Mate." Harry turned, having nearly forgot Ron was sitting there.

"Oh, uh, thanks."

"I just can't believe it...when I thought of my best mate getting married...never even imagined...Malfoy...blimey..." He muttered, shaking his head in bewilderment. Harry laughed a little bit.

"Neither did I, mate. You're okay though?"

"'Course, if he makes you happy, Harry."

"Absolutely. So, you'll be my best man, right?"

"'Course I will. "

"Excellent."

"Harry..." Hermione said sternly.

"I'm going!"

"I'm honestly not surprised, Lucius. I don't think anyone is. Have you told Draco?" Severus asked casually, watching his dearest friend's face darken a little bit from it's blinding radiance. He'd never seen the man more happy in his life. It was a little odd, really.

"Do you think he'll take to it badly?"

"To which part? The part where you're marrying someone his age, or the part where you're marrying the boy he despised and envied throughout his childhood?"

"He's going to take it badly."

"Oh, no. I don't think he will. He seemed rather pleased that you had found someone to drag you from your misery. After all, he's old enough to realize you're not replacing Narcissa or any such nonsense."

"Really, you think so?"

"Lucius, you sound like a cold footed bride, where is your Malfoy dignity?"

"Harry makes me feel things I've never felt before, Severus, I...I'm nervous. What if he changes his mind?"

"Dear Merlin," Severus muttered, "Listen, the boy is completely in love with you. I've never known you to have doubts about yourself, Lucius. Don't start now, it doesn't become you at all."

"Right, of course." Lucius said, though his voice lacked it's normal arrogant drawl. Severus shook his head and was thankful he'd never married.

"Sirius?" Harry called, stepping from the fireplace in the narrow kitchen of Number 12 Grimmauld Place. He looked around and walked quietly through the hall past the picture of Sirius' mother and into the sitting room. He found Sirius in an armchair, staring a bit morosely into the fireplace. Harry frowned, walking up behind his godfather and placing a hesitant hand on his shoulder.

"Sirius?"

"Oh!" He said, startled as he looked over at the younger wizard. "I'm sorry, I was a bit out of it."

"Are you alright?"

"Splendid, splendid..." He said with a grin too wide. He gestured to the other armchair and Harry sat in it, fixing his godfather with a suspicious look. He didn't think Sirius was actually splendid, he looked positively upset.

"I think you're lying." He stated blandly.

"W-what? No! I really am just fine. Nothing wrong here! To what do I owe this pleasure?"

"I'm not telling you until you fess up." Harry said stubbornly. The older man sighed, slumping back in his chair and focusing his gaze on the flickering flames. His face looked weary and more lined that Harry could ever remember. He looked tired, and unhappy.

"It's just...it's ridiculous really. Completely impossible. I should have known better than to...should have stopped it before it got so bad-"

"Sirius! What are you talking about?"

"I'm in love Harry. But he could never feel the same." Harry rose his eyebrows in surprise, gaping at him.

"He? Who?"

"It doesn't matter! He hates me so much, there's no way. He has all the reason to, too. I've been nothing but cruel to him the entire time I've known him. Always picking on him, pulling mean pranks. Now that I think about it, though, it was probably to convince myself I didn't think he was beautiful. That I didn't want to hold him...Merlin, I was stupid..."

Harry stared at him, a strange feeling of understanding creeping up on him. No way...it couldn't be.

"You can't mean-"

"Don't say it!"

"Snape?"

Sirius groaned, burying his face in his hands in distress. Harry's jaw dropped. No way!

"Snape?" He cried, aghast.

"Would you be quiet?" Sirius hissed, eyes wide as he looked around the sitting room, as if Snape was hiding somewhere and he would hear if Harry shouted too loud.

"But...how?"

"I...I don't know." Sirius whispered, looking away from his godson's gaze.

"Well, are you going to tell him?"

"Are you nuts?"

"Hey, I thought the same thing about telling Lucius and look what happened!"

"It's not the same..."

"Rubbish. Speaking of which...you little hypocrite! You were all upset that I was in love with a former death eater and look at you!"

"Shut up." He muttered. "It's not like I'm not suffering here, have some sympathy."

"But Sirius! You're in love! Besides, you don't know how he's going to react yet, so don't be so gloomy."

"As if he'd ever even consider it."

"How do you know? Snape is an unpredictable man, for all you know he could have been dreaming about you naked for years now."

"Yeah, right. Anyway, now that you've sufficiently embarrassed me, what did you come to tell me?"

"Am I not allowed to come visit?"

"I know you, Harry. You've spent every waking moment of your life with Lucius lately, spit it out."

"Oh, Alright. I'm engaged." Harry said, watching his godfather's expression closely.

"Oh, well of course you are. That's nothing new is it?"

"What? He just proposed last night."

"Really? Everyone thought he proposed ages ago." Harry laughed, shaking his head and leaning back in his chair. He'd been so worried that Sirius would be upset, and here he had thought he'd been engaged for ages.

"Well, I guess I don't need to worry about people freaking out about it then, huh?"

"No, everyone has been expecting it anyway."

"Hey! You could ask Snape to the wedding!"

"Get out, you brat!"

"Hey, you even sound like him now!"

"Harry..." Sirius growled dangerously. Harry laughed, dodging a hex as he hurried from the house.

Draco shifted uneasily, straightening his vest and smoothing out the impeccable black robes, running his fingers delicately through his hair and checking his white gold pocket watch. He was currently standing in the entrance hall of Malfoy manor, awaiting his date. Well, dates.

He was also looking about nervously, hoping his father wouldn't show himself until he had cleared the premises. He hadn't exactly told him about the twins yet, but if he was suspicious about anything, he was hiding it quite well. Draco snorted, rolling his eyes. As if his father had eyes for anything but Harry now a days anyway.

Not that it bothered Draco in the least, though. He was happy his father had found someone. Granted, he had never expected it to be the Golden boy, but hey, who was he to judge? He had the hots for the weasel twins. Maybe his father would be in such a good mood because of Harry that when he found out about them, he would smile and give his blessing. Hey, he could dream.

As if on cue, a loud crack resonated throughout the high-ceilinged room, nearly making Draco jump. Of course, Malfoys don't jump, though. Suddenly he was pressed between two identical Weasleys. He flushed, hoping to Merlin his father was far, far away.

"Hello, love."

"We've missed you so much."

"H-hello, do you really think this is an appropriate place for such displays?"

"Awe, he's trying to be all dignified."

"I think it's hot..."

"R-really, my father could walk in at any moment."

"Nah, he'll be too busy shagging Harry or something."

"I wish I was busy shagging you." One of them whispered in his ear. Draco shivered, his hand grasping the twin's sleeve as his mouth closed around his ear lobe.

"I think the sound of that..." The other replied, his hand gripping his rear. Draco gasped and half-heartedly glared at him.

"Can we at least take this somewhere else?"

"Oh, this is an improvement, Georgie! He wants us to take it somewhere else, instead of stop!"

"No! That's not what I meant. I just meant, let's at least leave my home. I thought you were taking me on a date." He said, trying to sound indignant and calm.

"Oh, we are."

"And we think afterward you might consider letting us continue."

"Oh, that good, huh? Well, I'm waiting to be impressed then!"

"Hold on tight, love." Both the twins turned on the spot and they were being sucked through the tight tube of disapparation. They landed moments later, their feet touching gracefully on a soft dirt path. They moved to each side of Draco and wrapped their long arms around his shoulders, smiling down at him as he looked around.

They were on the edge of a clearing, the forest opening up to reveal a small waterfall leading into a steaming hot spring. The trees around the clearing looked ancient, shooting up straight into the sky where they created an overhang of foliage, casting the sunlight down on them in rays. They made the twins' hair look even more radiant, and their eyes gleam mischievously. They walked closer to the spring and turned to Draco, one in front and one behind him. Fred's hands deftly unfastened his robes, pushing them away from his shoulders until they pooled around his feet.

"Care for a swim?" He asked, grinning as he worked at his vest and button up shirt and as George rached about, unbuttoning his trousers. Draco smiled, his heart skipping nervously, but the playful mood was infectious. He only lived once, and who was here to see, right?

His hands rose to Fred's waist, slipping under the hem of his shirt and pulling it up over his head. He let his hands wander down his chest, smiling in triumph as he inhaled sharply and moved closer. Draco stepped out of his trousers and shoes, turning to rid George of his shirt as well. He could feel Fred undressing behind him, and helped George of his trousers as Fred's hands rested at his hips. George's joined his and together they tugged his boxers down.

Suddenly they moved away and pulled away their boxers as well, walking toward the steaming water and grinning over their shoulders at him. He stared in awe at them, watching the way the sunlight fell against their backs, how their hair burned like fire, seeing the desire in their eyes.

Draco followed, stepping into the water and moaning softly as two bodies pressed against him and pulled him further in. He could definitely get used to this.

Harry was a bit overwhelmed. He had been expecting expensive and extravagant, but this was a bit over the top. The numbers on the price tags made his head spin. Lucius stood beside him, arm around his shoulders, looking down at the rings as if they were mildly pricey shoes.

"See anything you like, love?" He asked.

"I don't know, the prices are blinding me." Lucius chuckled and pointed to ring in the case.

"Could you get that for me?" He asked, taking the ring delicately and looking down at it. It was a wide silver band with diamonds inlaid around it, in the center was a slightly larger emerald. On each end, a thin line of Celtic knots stretched around the ring.

"Oh, I like that one." Harry commented, flushing a bit as Lucius took his left hand and slipped the ring onto his finger. He looked down at it and smiled, his heart fluttering at the thought of Lucius sliding this ring on his finger for real.

"Yes, this one." He said, nodding. Lucius smiled and handed the ring to the man behind the counter. He leaned in and spoke quietly to him and then turned back to Harry, hooking a finger under his chin and kissing him softly.

"Now, I think we have business to attend to at home." He murmured softly, a wicked smile on his lips as he disapparated them home.
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