Expect The Unexpected | By : QuantumFirePhoenix Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Snape Views: 18915 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 3 |
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A few hours after the family dinner had come to an end saw two men sat comfortably close to each other on an elegant sofa in an large and equally elegant library. Both men held a book in one hand, while the other hand rested on their companion's thigh.
"Marvolo?" Lucius spoke up. He closed his book, and rested it on the sofa next to him, then turned his body slightly to face Marvolo without dislodging his husband's hand.
Marvolo looked up from his book to focus on Lucius. "Yes, my beloved?" Lucius' free hand came up to rest over where he could feel the beat of Marvolo's heart.
"I know that you would rather our sons both marry someone closer to their own ages, and less wrapped up in this war we are eternally stuck in, but you have to let them be with who they choose. All we can do is support them, and be there for the fall out and get rid of the body, if something happens." Lucius spoke, pleading with his husband to understand with his eyes. His sons and husband were his world, and he's only complete in this world when all three were satisfied, healthy and home.
Marvolo sighed inaudibly and tipped his head back against the back of sofa, closing his book and setting it aside. He reached up and entwined his fingers with Lucius' on his chest. "You know my childhood, Lucius, I would die before I allow anyone to hurt my princes, especially after what Dumbledore has done." He sat up, and faced Lucius, moving his other hand from his husbands thigh to the side of his head. "The fact that one of my children had to live through something similar to me makes me so angry. Dumbledore will wish he never crossed me when I get my hands on him."
Lucius turned his face into the hand cradling his head, and kissed the tip of the thumb stroking his cheekbone. He gazed into his husbands eyes, the irises reminding him of his favourite luxury dark chocolate, swirling around the pupil like liquid. The love he felt for this man before him rushed up and filled him completely, so much that he felt he could burst. Instead, he curled his fingers into Marvolo's waistcoat under his hand, and pulled him into a sweet, slow kiss.
Brutus Caduceus Riddle-Malfoy let himself finally relax completely as he sat on one of the comfortable sofas with a tumbler of whisky. He let his eyes scan the rest of the occupants spread out across the rest of the sofas and chairs. His eyes came to rest on a man stood at the far wall of Brutus' study that was crammed from floor to ceiling of books.
Severus Tobias Snape.
He sat admiring the cut of Severus' suit, tailored perfectly to show the shape of his body. The brush of his fingers against the page, following along something interesting, mesmerised him. He loved those fingers, long and nimble, perfect for potion crafting and other...pleasurable things. He smirked at the thought, recalling the feel of those fingers trailing though the sweat across his back.
He meet eyes with Severus as he closed the book and placed it back onto the shelf, he raised an eyebrow challengingly. He got a smirk in return.
"Fred, report?" He queried quietly. The redhead leaning against the wall behind him lent forward slightly, so as not to be overheard.
"All set Sir, you need only to give the go ahead. We have also had a few requests for an audience with you, and possibly with your father. The usual reply with separate dates have been sent, the first meeting is set for tomorrow at 21:00 hours." Fred replied.
He hummed as he continued to watch Severus' ministrations. He watched him stalk towards the door, he placed his empty glass on the side table next to him and followed. He couldn't wait to get Sev alone.
He stood staring out the window of his office, staring out at the horizon. He needed to re-plan everything. He couldn't let things slip out of his control any more than it already has. He turned away from the window, walk back over to sit back at his desk, overlooking and fine-tuning all his plans.
He'll have things back how they should be in no time.
Under his control.
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