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"Why Me?"	By : SpeedyTomato Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 88152 -:- Recommendations : 4 -:- Currently Reading : 8
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Chapter 6:

And you expected Sirius to remain calm? Ri-ight!

Rubbing his eyes in a weary way with one hand while brushing his teeth with the other, Harry gave a mental sigh. Unlike what he hoped would happen, when he woke up he was still bonded to Sirius and Malfoy so it wasn't all a nightmare, much to his disgust. That just meant that he had to keep on dealing with the insanity from the day before. The only thing he could look forward to was that it would be slightly calmer as they had all finally gotten some sleep. He wasn't counting on that, of course, but he hoped. At the very least, he prayed Malfoy would have adjusted slightly and wouldn't be such a prat. Again, he wasn't going to lay odds on that happening either.

Spitting out a mouthful of toothpaste, he went back to brushing. Hearing the door open, he glanced in the mirror to see who it was. Spying Malfoy, he just shook his head, looked down and went back to brushing. The man could wait until he was done, that's all there was to it. He had still been lying in bed when he and Sirius woke up, so he now got to wait. As Sirius was already done and he was on the last thing that needed attending to other than getting dressed, something he didn't plan to do until after he had breakfast, it wasn't a long waiting time.

Glowering at the young man, Lucius asked, tone slightly snide, “Are you almost done? I have to make use of the facilities.” He wasn't a morning person, that's all there was to it, preferring to stay in bed until about noon unless there was something that had to be attended to. Today—well, it was worse than normal. Especially since he realized that the day before had actually happened and he now had to deal with his two bond mates for the foreseeable future. That didn't put one in a good mood!

Nodding to let the man know he was almost done, Harry gestured for the loo, something that was separate with a closed door. If he wanted to shower or whatever, Lucius was going to have to wait until he was done, but he could attend to probably the most pressing need.

Though he narrowed his eyes at the hand flapping, Lucius glanced in the direction Harry was gesturing and was relieved to see a separate toilet facility. Stepping in, he shut the door firmly behind him and began to tend to his business. Once finished, he came back out and stood there, waiting, tapping his foot, to wash his hands. This was horrible. At home, he didn't have to share his en suite with anyone and could tend to his needs in peace! This waiting? It was worse than at Hogwarts! After all, those at school had known better than to get in his way! “Are you almost done, Potter?” He asked, tone snider than it was the last time he asked that question.

Rolling his eyes, Harry nodded, not planning to hurry just to appease Malfoy.

Seeing the eye roll, Lucius started to seethe. Oh, he hated this! “Look!” He ground out through clenched teeth. “I get that none of us like this situation and can appreciate that! However, one would think that you would at least try to be slightly accommodating when others need to use the lavatory! So, if you would, Mr. Potter, kindly finish so that I can attend to my morning ablutions!” It was then that Lucius stopped, blinking rapidly, rubbing his eyes. Black had, somehow or other, appeared between him and Potter so quickly it was as though he Apparated there! As he knew that the house had anti-Apparation wards on it, that wasn't possible, but it was the only reason he knew of for the sheer speed that Black had managed to get there! About to open his mouth to say something to the irate looking man, he didn't get a chance when Black jabbed a finger in his chest.

Having been in the other room getting dressed while Harry tended to what was needed, Sirius heard Malfoy start. Oh no, he was going to nip this in the bud before Malfoy thought he could get away with it! Snarling, he jabbed Malfoy again and said, “Now, look, Malfoy! I get that you don't like this. News flash here though, bub; none of us do! We didn't ask for this! That doesn’t mean that you can take your disdain out on Harry! It was your lazy arse that was last out of bed, so you get to wait for the loo and whatever you need to do! If you don't like it, that's too fucking bad! If you don't want to wait, go find one of the other loos to use!”

The lecture not at all helping keep his ire in check, Lucius seethed, “Now see here, Black! After today this shan't be a problem. I fully and completely plan to find the nearest room with an en suite so that we don't have this issue again! It's only this morning that I need to borrow yours! If you would, hurry your godson along so that I can complete what is needed. I don't want to miss breakfast being served!”

“There isn't another room with a bath attached,” Sirius told him, voice a low growl, eyes flashing. “This and my mother's is it for those. Deal with it, Malfoy! And we don't do a formal breakfast around here. You eat when you get downstairs, so there is no need to hurry! If you had gotten up first, you could have gotten to the loo first, that's all there is to it! Don't take your temper out on us! Nor will you harass Harry just because you don't like the situation! If you do, you and I will come to blows!”

Fighting the urge to roll his own eyes, Lucius snorted, arms crossed over his chest then said, tone snide, “What are you going to do, Black? I very much doubt there is anything that would frighten me.”

That was it! It was all Sirius could take. Face looking thunderous, he shifted to Padfoot then growled deeply, teeth bared, before lunging forward and snapping at Lucius, taking a chunk of the man’s silk pajama bottoms, right from the inner thigh just below the groin, ripping them. Holding the silk in his mouth, he growled threateningly then began to advance forward, hair on his back bristling.

For the first moments after Black had shifted, Lucius was momentarily stunned. He had forgotten just how magnificent the man's animagus form was. So big and dominant! Then he began to have visions of some fun things he would love doing with the big dog! That was until Padfoot seemed to be going for the family jewels. It was then full panic started to take over. Forgetting all about the fantasies, he looked down to see a very expensive piece of silk hanging out of the dog's mouth, as well as a ferocious look in the beast's eyes and began to back away, slowly. Oh yes, Black was mad and this wasn't a good thing! “I concede,” Lucius told him, eyes widening, holding out his hands in a placating manner. “I will be patient and wait my turn.”

Advancing towards the posh prat, Sirius dropped the piece of silk and bared his teeth at the man again. Nope, this moronic behavior was going to stop this morning and Malfoy was going to treat them with respect. Lunging forward, snarling as he did, he ripped a chunk of the pajama bottoms off right above where the joystick was, making damned sure that Malfoy felt his teeth brush against his skin as he did. He might not be able to hurt the git, but he could strike some fear into him, that's for damned sure!

Squeaking in panic, a sound he didn't think it was possible for him to make, honestly, he backed away towards the bedroom, keeping an eye on the still advancing dog. “I apologize, Harry. Just tell him to back off.”

Turning around to watch what was going on while still brushing his teeth, Harry shook his head. Alright, this was hilarious! He wondered how long it would take Malfoy to realize that Sirius couldn't hurt him. After all, if Sirius really wanted to do damage, something he would do as Harry well knew, Malfoy would already be bleeding, missing plenty of body parts! It appeared that Malfoy just wasn't at his best this early in the morning and his brains weren't fully functional yet.

Backing into the bedroom, keeping an eye on Black, Lucius stumbled as he stepped on someone's shoe. Looking down, he was snarling at house elves that weren't doing their job and was about to go on a tirade, when he let out a high-pitched cry of panic as Black ripped another chunk of his pajama bottoms off right over the twins. In fact, the bite had been so close, his balls were now trying to climb up inside his body because they felt teeth graze lightly against them. Oh, that was too close for comfort! Galvanized, he turned and ran, throwing open the bedroom door then dashing out, not even thinking to grab his wand before going. Thundering down the stairs, he looked up and down the hallway on the second floor to see if there was a hiding place, but thought better of it when Black, who was apparently hot on his heels, ripped a chunk of the pajamas on his arse off. Oh, this wasn't good.

Not caring if he set that accursed painting off, he ran down the stairs to the first floor, looking for somewhere to hide or someone to hide behind, he didn't care which!

Hot on Malfoy's heels, Sirius was snarling and growling, grabbing at the silk that was flapping as the man ran. Oh yes, very shortly the posh prat was going to get with it and stop taking the circumstances of what went on, not to mention his temper over it, out on the two of them! He fully and completely planned to make sure that shite stopped.

Ignoring the now shrieking painting, Lucius glanced around to look for an escape route. As he didn't know the layout of the house yet, something that put him at a distinct disadvantage with Black, he decided to make a beeline for the kitchen. There might be someone in there that he could hide behind until he could reason with Black and get him to back off!

Bursting into the kitchen, when he saw Lupin and Snape standing, obviously going to find out what set the painting off then try to stop the shrieking, he was relieved. Grabbing hold of Severus, he held the man in front of him then walked backwards until he was standing behind the other end of the table, plastered to the wall. Making certain Snape was fully in front of him as Black hopped onto the table, walking in their direction, teeth bared, growling at them, he said, “Black! Calm down! I concede! I should not have spoken to Harry in that manner. Nor will I do so again! Just stop and we'll move on from here. Consider it a lesson learned on my part.”

Sputtering, looking at the obviously enraged Black then back to Lucius, Severus tried to wiggle loose. Oh, this wasn't good! Black would have no problem ripping him to shreds to get to Lucius! Hells bells, the deranged escaped convict would probably enjoy doing it too! No way was he going to give him a chance to even attempt it!

Looking between all the parties, eyes wide, Remus asked, “What is going on? Why is Sirius so angry?” As he knew Sirius well by this point, he was certain that his old friend wasn't planning to do anything seriously harmful. From the look of Lucius’ clothing, there was no blood anywhere, nor were there any signs of injuries, the attack was probably to intimidate him. However, it was obvious Sirius was highly disturbed by something.

Not wanting to get into just what happened, Lucius shook his head then said, “I upset him. Now, if you could please, Lupin, get him to back off and calm down!”

Seeing Sirius’ head swivel in his direction and a look he knew well there, one that told him to keep out of it, Lupin shook his head. “Umm—I think you need to deal with this on your own, Lucius. However, a suggestion if I may? If you want a human shield, don't use the one person in the house Sirius loathes and would enjoy ripping to shreds to get to you.”

More panic starting to take over, Lucius whispered, “Severus?” He hoped that wasn't true, but wanted to be sure. However, it could work out nicely. Tossing Snape to Black to chew on while he made a break for it could work quite well!

“Lupin is right,” Severus grouched, keeping a close eye on the still advancing Black as he tried to extricate himself. Though he had dealt with Black many times, he knew the dog form was one you didn't tangle with. Right now, all he could focus on was those bared teeth and thinking about them ripping into his flesh. No, that wasn't the way to start one's day! It was even less pleasant than being here at Dumbledore's insistence to make sure that the house was still standing by nightfall! Then he began to wonder if it wasn't wise to start his mornings from now on with a drink of some kind. After all, this just kept getting worse as time went on.

Panicking slightly, Lucius inched along the wall, keeping a firm hold of Severus as he did. Black kept right on advancing while he moved, eyes locked on the two of them. He didn't have much of a plan, honestly, but what he did involved Severus as a sacrificial lamb while he made a break for it. Right now, the only thing he could think of was getting his hands on Potter and making amends that way. After all, Black wasn't going to do anything to him if Potter was within his grasp!

Just as it was starting to look like Black was going to leap at them, he shoved Severus in one direction and took off in the other, making a break for the door. Though he didn't know the layout of the house, he was going to figure it out then find a place to hide or go look for Potter! What he didn't count on was Black's quick reflexes.

At the last minute, just as he was preparing to jump, Sirius stopped himself, did a quick turn then tore after Lucius, nipping at his heels, grabbing onto the flapping silk of the pajama bottoms just to let the man know he was there. Though he had wanted the opportunity to go after Snape and do some damage, as it would have been the perfect chance because it would have looked like it was a mistake, he had a point to drive home. That meant that Lucius was on his shite list and it was him he was going to follow. Growling and snarling loudly, he trailed after the prat, making damned certain the man knew he was there.

Cursing under his breath that the plan didn't work, Lucius picked up speed as he ran through the lower level of the house, ducking and dodging furniture, rather lost as to where he was. Sputtering, he shouted, “Black! Get a hold of yourself, man! I'll apologize to Harry and it won't happen again! This foolishness is not getting either of us anywhere!” Sputtering then cursing, saying words he would vow he never used as he stubbed his toe on a piece of furniture, Lucius hopped on one foot, rubbing the sore, throbbing toe while trying to keep out of the grasp of Black's snapping teeth. However, he decided to ignore the pain in favor of fleeing for his life after Black ripped another sizable chunk out of the seat of his pajama bottoms. Picking up speed, panting heavily, he pushed on, running through rooms and dodging not only furnishings, but large snapping teeth, he was cursing as he ran by where he came out of the kitchen. Oh, this wasn’t going to end well if he was just running in circles!

Snarling, letting the moron know he was still back there, Sirius ripped another chunk of silk off the idiot's inner thigh. He was certain that feeling his hot breath on such a sensitive part of the body would spur Malfoy on. It worked too!

Letting out a high pitched squeal of panic at what he felt, Lucius picked up speed, ignoring his protesting foot. As of now, any plans to get himself out of this mess were on the back burner. All he knew was that hot breath and snapping teeth had been far too close to one very sensitive area. That made it to where he was going to be moving very quickly until he could come up with something that worked! Nor was he going to try to find somewhere else to go. Running in circles was just fine with him as long as Black didn't keep trying to bite!

Coming down the stairs, Harry helped Snape and Remus stun the paintings then paused on the last step to watch a panting, panicking, pleading Lucius run past with Sirius hot on his heels, snapping at what remained of the man's clothes. Snickering softly, he stepped off the last step then summoned a chair and took a seat against the wall to watch what was going on.

Taking a glass of milk one of the elves brought him just as the two made another lap past him, he shook his head, completely amused.

Moving over by Harry, making sure to stay against the wall so he didn't end up being run over, Remus looked at an obviously amused Severus who was plastered to the opposite one, arms folded over his chest. Quietly, he said, “Harry, I think you should probably step in and say something to Sirius.”

After taking a drink, Harry looked up at Remus and asked, “Why?”

Shaking his head, Remus lowered his voice then said, “We don't want Sirius hurting him. I have no idea what the backlash from the bond might be if he does that.”

Giving an amused snort as the two raced by again, Lucius begging by this point for Sirius to stop, but Padfoot still ripping off chunks of the man's pajamas, snarling dangerously, Harry said, “There's no reason to. If Lucius would think about it, this wouldn't even be happening!”

Bewildered, Remus said, “Please explain that.” A glance at Snape saw the same kind of look on the man in black's face.

Snorting, rolling his eyes, Harry said, “The bond won't let us hurt each other. Sirius knows that. Think about it—If Sirius wanted to hurt Malfoy, he would have. All he's doing is ripping at his pajamas, nothing more. It's Malfoy that isn't thinking from the panic.”

Digesting that, looking over to Severus who was now smirking, completely amused, Remus chuckled softly, shaking his head. “To be nice, one of us should say something to poor Lucius before he hurts himself!”

“Why?” Harry asked again, grinning, looking at the man.

“It is amusing,” Severus agreed smugly, shaking his head.

Sighing, Remus rubbed his eyes, trying to hide the grin that was growing. Alright, this was funny!

Having seen Potter sitting at the foot of the stairs on the last pass by, Lucius now had a plan. Feeling Black's hot breath on the exposed flesh where the silk no longer covered, he was galvanized by the plan that formed. Keeping moving at a good clip, he waited until he could see where the young man was seated then spurred himself on faster.

Just as he was at the chair where Potter was seated, Lucius, showing quicker reflexes than he thought he had, latched onto Potter, lifted him up then plopped in the chair. Ignoring Potter's protests, he held the young man close, stroking his head, making sure to stay slouched down, thus making exposed parts safer from Black. Cooing softly, he said, holding tightly to the squirming, protesting Harry, “I'm sorry, Harry. I won't snap at you again. My temper is not at its best before my first cuppa. It shan't happen again, you have my word.”

Squirming to get out of Lucius' grasp, a distasteful look on his face, Harry was horrified to feel that Lucius was hard as a rock and he was sitting on it. It was rather like trying to sit straddling an iron pipe or something.

Seeing Black put his paws on the arms of the chair then look him dead in the eye, teeth still bared at him, Lucius continued to pet Potter's head while staring at the enraged animagus. “Shan't happen again, you have my word! Harry is a good lad, yes he is! I was wrong and admit it!”

Shifting back, Sirius glared at Malfoy and said, tone deadly, “Look, you great arse! Don't take your temper out on Harry! Understand me? I swear that if you do it again, we're going to have more than a fun run around this house!”

Nodding vigorously, panting still, Lucius looked at Black while still holding onto Harry, stroking his head. “Shan't happen again, you have my word!” Though he didn't like what could have come of it, such as large chunks bitten off of him, bleeding, pain and whatnot, the dominate nature of what Black did was most exciting! Oh yes, it was good. However, Harry didn't appear to be all that comfortable with his obvious reaction to it. Whispering in the young man's ear, he said, “So sorry, Harry. Can't be helped!”

Panting himself, trying to get loose or shift around so he didn't feel Lucius' hard cock pressed against his ass, Harry just shook his head. “You're strange, Malfoy!” He whispered back, tone slightly disgruntled.

Glowering at Malfoy, Sirius hissed, “Remember what I said, Malfoy! I'm not joking.” Straightening up, shooting a deadly glare at the blond idiot, something that had Malfoy clutching onto a squirming Harry tighter, he said, “I'm going to finish dressing then get breakfast, I suggest you do the same.”

Nodding vigorously, eyes locked on Black while still clutching onto Harry, Lucius watched the man go. As Black put a foot on the first stair, he relaxed slightly, slumping. That was until the man looked in his direction then pointed at him. Stiffening up, still clutching onto Harry, he stroked the young man's head, eyes locked on Black.

Narrowing his eyes at what he saw, Sirius hissed, “Behave, you great git!” With that, he started moving up the stairs to finish getting ready for breakfast.

Slumping as Black left, Lucius loosened up his hold on Potter, then muttered, “Sorry, Harry. It was the only thing I could think of.”

Shifting around slightly so that he was no longer sitting directly on Malfoy's erection, Harry grumbled, shaking his head.

Straightening his hair, trying to muster as much dignity as he could in the situation as he glanced at the other two men, seeing their obviously amused looks, he muttered, “I don't think I need my first cuppa, actually. I'm rather wide awake now!”

Shaking his head, rubbing his eyes, Harry sighed. Oh, it was going to be a long day if this kind of idiocy was already happening!

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