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Anyone On The Line?	By : Severus1snape Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Lucius Views: 14796 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 5
Disclaimer: I don´t own Harry Potter, J.K. Rowling does. I simple play with him for fun and no profit.

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AN: So very sorry for the long wait. Pregnancy and hospital, and then he finally came on my birthday oct 4th, then I had to learn to have 3 under 5 years old while working 10 hour days, while doing church work and such! He gets his name this sunday - gosh 10 weeks already!
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”Harry, mate? Are you with us still?” Ron waved his large pale hand in front of Harry´s face and Harry startled out of his trance immediately.

“W-what? Sorry, just, miles away.” He said dumbly.

“I´d say.” Charlie sipped his Butterbeer, “Thinking about last week, eh?” He grinned at Harry when the Gryffindor blushed and coughed. “Can I have your memory for wank material?”

Ron sputtered next to his older brother, “Ugh, don´t give me visions inside my head of gay stuff!” Harry snorted into his own drink and shoved his best friend with his shoulder lightly.

“Stop being such a damn prude, Ron,” he chided highly amused that his mate was still acting this way, even with Charlie always telling them stuff he´d tried sexually.

“`M not! It´s just –“ They were interrupted by a flutter of wings from the owl someone most have allowed inside the Burrow. Ron´s ears turned a brilliant shade of purple. “It´s Malfoy´s.” He muttered and sipped his drink.

Harry´s stomach made a funny gesture and he had to swallow to keep his beer down. He didn´t know if he should be happy or anxious that Luc – no, Malfoy, had written him. Harry had been thinking about nothing else for the entire week that had gone by. He had tried to concentrate on other stuff too, his homework, Quidditch, the Weasleys – but his mind always drifted. He had stared at his phone so many times he couldn´t count them. He didn´t know what he had expected when he was disappointed that Lucius hadn´t texted him, not even once.

Harry reached for the bird that had landed on the arm of chair he sat in and it offered its leg to him. His fingers shook as they undid the tie and took the letter from the large bird. It hooted but remained where it was, obviously waiting for any response to take with him back. “Thanks boy,” Harry said and the bird tried to bite Harry, “S-sorry.” He said at once and withdrew his hands, “Girl then.” The owl relaxed again and Harry stood and un-scrolled, then read the scribbled words.

Words he had been waiting for. Even though he hated admitting to it. He took a deep breath and let his eyes absorb the letters.

Harry,
Been away on business.
Please allow me to thank you properly for last week´s events.
Lyra will take you reply with her back.
Lucius.

“Bad news?” Ron asked as he fiddled with his bottle after the two Weasley males had waited a couple of minutes for Harry to speak after reading the letter. Charlie opened another round of drinks for them.

“No.” Harry turned to face Ron, “No, not at all.” He stopped biting into his abused lip, “I think he wants to meet. Lyra is waiting for my return letter.” The owl hooted at hearing her name.

“So, what the hell are you waiting for? Write the man back!” Charlie exclaimed and laughed. Ron looked torn between agreeing and telling Harry to stop this insanity. “You’ve been moping aro-“

“Have not!” Harry refused and fingered the edge of the letter like it was some sort of jewel.

Ron cleared his throat awkwardly. “Ya´ have, Harry. Been a drag really, even Hermione reading a dictionary might have been more entertaining last night.” He shrugged and sipped the offered beer.

Harry huffed and scowled, then sat down next to Ron. “Might have been a little distracted lately.” He mumbled. He stared at Ron´s raised eyebrow. “Fine! A lot then. Are you satisfied?” Harry´s shoulders slumped. “I don´t understand what´s wrong with me.”

Charlie placed his drink onto the table in front of him and spoke gently, “A couple of things, I think.” Harry glanced at the redhead. “Might be sexual, you discovering a new playground and wanting to explore.” Ron snorted at Charlie´s way to phrase it, but his older brother ignored him and continued, “It could be because of the attention you´re getting is from someone who knew a great deal about you before you offed Voldemort and became even more famous, and you like that the attention might be more genuine.” This time Ron snorted louder. One look from Charlie had him silenced though.

“Or-“

“Or what?” Harry asked.

“Could have developed a crush.” Ron coughed up the mouthful he had been about to swallow.

“It´s Malfoy, Charlie, of course that´s not it!” Ron exclaimed a little too loudly, even though this part of the house was empty except the three of them.

“I think,” Harry said and cleared his throat so he could force the words to come out, “All three?” He finished tentatively. “I don´t know, maybe.”

Ron said nothing to this but Harry could tell he wanted to, Charlie nodded in agreement and acceptance and finished the drink. “Then you should ask to meet him, maybe at the club. Dinner would mean somewhere public in our world, and that would send him the message that you see your meetings as more than sex, and spending more time with him at the club will keep it from the public´s eye. It will give you time to explore all three possibilities.”

“Why not just go to his place?” Harry said, hoping Charlie would tell him what a brilliant idea that was, so he could avoid the club. He knew he was scared to discover more about this side of himself that liked going there.

“And risk running into his son?” Charlie said.

“Fuck,” Harry cursed, “Would definitely not want that.”

Harry took out his phone instead, suddenly afraid of Draco reading whatever he sent back with Lyra. He turned to the bird, “No reply.” She hooted and took off after a couple of shoos from Ron.

Typing the words, he had wanted to write for a week felt oddly satisfying. He leaned back so Ron couldn´t read what he wrote.

“Lucius.
Hope you had a good trip.
I´m not sure you´re the one who should be thanking me.
Club?”

Harry pressed send and waited. Writing things sober was harder. Writing things after seeing Lucius half naked was harder. Writing things after having your cock sucked so well that you could think of nothing else a week after still, was harder.

*BIIB BIIB*

“It was necessary if not enjoyable, thank you for asking.
How does tonight sound, around eight?
You have me intrigued once more”

Harry sighed after sending his yes to Lucius, and Charlie laughed. “You´ve got it bad.” Harry didn´t reply, because he didn´t know what to say at all. Maybe he did, maybe he didn´t but he sure as hell planned on finding out soon enough.

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When Harry finally arrived at the gay club “Martin´s Place” minutes later than planned he was a wreck. Nervous and horny at the same time. He looked around and noticed several men staring openly at him and he offered a small, shy smile in return before making his way to the bar hoping they served courage there. “Rum ´n coke,” he answered to the half-naked man behind the counter´s question to what he was having.

“That´s a girl´s drink,” A man beside Harry offered and Harry looked to the side to find a tall, broad shouldered walking tattoo. The parts of the dark-haired male that Harry´s eyes had access to were covered in ink. Harry pulled away his green orbs when the brown eyes they met grinned back at him.

“So, what if it is. You´re not the one having to drink it.” Harry found his voice. He could do this, he killed a dark lord for Merlin´s sake!

Laughter reached his ears. “The young one has balls.” Harry did his best not to jump when the man downed his shot and clanked the small glass onto the counter with a loud gesture. “Looks too.” Harry felt himself flushing crimson at the compliment. The man leaned close enough so Harry could smell his cologne. It did things to his body it shouldn´t coming from a man like that. He wasn´t even attracted to the male, Harry cursed inwardly. “Such a pretty little blush.”

A possessive hand was placed onto Harry´s shoulder next to the tattooed man clearly making a claim on Harry, and Harry tensed. He had to get out of there, and soon. Another cologne hit his nostrils and made his cock ache. Merlin, he smelled good too. “Sorry I´m late gorgeous.” A silky voice drawled close to Harry´s ear causing him to shiver when he recognized it as Lucius´.

When Harry turned his head to respond the words he had to force them out due to the sight that met him.

Lucius was wearing a dark green shirt with the top two buttons undone, offering Harry the perfect view to chest hair. It was dark, making Harry wonder if Lucius was really a natural blonde. But then he remembered the picture he had received and blushed again. Lucius watched him carefully.

Harry cleared his throat, “Lucius,” he finally managed.

A pale hand rose to cup Harry´s chin as the older male ran his thumb teasingly across Harry´s rosy-from-biting-them lips. Harry gasped and thought Lucius was about to kiss him, when the blonde smirked and pulled his hand away. “Come.” He said. And naturally, Harry had no choice but to follow. Especially when Lucius turned around to lead the way and Harry got the perfect view to another gorgeous part of the Malfoy´s body, his arse. And Harry cursed to himself, when remembering what the man had said to him on the phone to make him come, counting himself lucky for the loud music playing so the other man couldn´t hear what he did to Harry.

Although, Harry was sure the man already knew.

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Djaddict: Thank you!

Sablesilverrain: I sure hope you´re still alive! Wouldn´t want a murder charge.

A.R.Fleet: Oh, wow, that was so nice of you to say. Aaaw, thanks!

Anon: I love Charlie too!

Jan: I know, it wasn´t soon, but I´m back!
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