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Well, Ain't That Strange?	By : SpeedyTomato Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 56074 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 12
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(Tags for this chapter: light bondage, slight D/s)

Beta'd by the most amazing Tenchi, who I can't thank enough for all the hard work she does for me!

Chapter 6

Reading through the article in the book the Dark Lord handed him a few minutes ago, Draco was wide-eyed and shaking his head as he finished. Looking up, then around, he then focused on his father. “You've met your match and it isn't mother?”
“That's right,” Lucius told him gently with a sigh and a nod.
Shaking his head, shutting the book with a hand that trembled slightly, he glanced around again then asked, “Why are you telling me now? Are you and mother divorcing?”
“We aren't right now, Draco,” Narcissa assured him, reaching out to pat her son's hand. “We will, eventually, but can't at the moment. When that point comes, we'll make sure you know ahead of time.”
Nodding, Draco asked, “Is it possible to break this bond or get around it?”
“No, there's nothing that can do that, Draco,” Tom told him with a shake of his head. “Once it's activated, there's nothing that can stop it. We've tried several things to slow it down to give us time to work around it and even that isn't possible as it was activated when your father touched the person connected with it.”
Sighing, Draco leaned back and shook his head. Looking around, he asked, “Why are you telling me now? I assume this is going to affect me in some way. What way is that?”
Sighing, Lucius looked down then explained as gently as he could, “In a couple of day's time, I'm going to be gone for the most part. Probably until just before school resumes in the fall. I'm going to try to come home to attend to whatever is pressing and required for a couple of hours a day. That's not something I can guarantee will happen, though. Right now, I can manage. When we move from where I'm going, it's not going to be as easy to do so. I didn't want to just vanish and not explain why. We also want you to know just what's going on and why it is so you don't think I'm just ignoring you or your mother.”
Taking that in, looking down as he did, Draco sighed then nodded. “Can you tell me who it is you're—I don't know what you call it, with? And where you're going?”
“We'll give you all the information you're asking for, Draco. However, before we do, we need your word that it goes no further than this office. Many peoples safety, not the least of which is your father's, and much hard work depends on us keeping this to ourselves for now,” Tom told the young man pointedly in a firm tone. “We're working with what's been presented the best we can and cannot afford this leaking out.”
Eyes widening, Draco looked around and whispered, “This is big, isn't it?”
“Bigger than much of what we've tried up to this point, Draco,” Tom told him firmly. “And it's dangerous for all involved, including your father. I don't care what you think it would gain you, this is something you cannot impart to anyone, anywhere. Understood?”
Eyes still wide, Draco nodded, “I'll say nothing, I swear.”
“I mean it, Draco,” Tom warned. “If you do, it's me you'll be answering to.”
“Understood,” Draco said, glancing around. “What's going on? This—it has to be huge.”
“It is,” Lucius admitted. Quickly, he walked his son through the basics. When he finished, seeing the astonished look there, he said, “I'm going to be going to stay with Black and Potter at the young man's relatives house. That cat you saw at the manor earlier was me. I'm going in that form. Black has Potter's room warded heavily enough that no one, anywhere, can detect me or get in. Once they move, I'll be going with them. That's when it'll get tricky for me to get out and come home. I cannot guarantee I can manage that. Where we're going is the headquarters for the Order. I don't think I need to explain beyond that how dangerous that can be for me. We are doing everything in our power to ensure that I'm safe and taking steps to get out. That's going to take time, though.”
Stammering, Draco squeaked out, “Potter and Black, both? Aren't you worried they'll betray you?”
“They can't,” Lucius assured him with a firm shake of his head. “No more than I can betray them. The consequences for doing so are dire. I'm not the least be concerned that they would do that.”
“Draco, I was over there yesterday and talked to both of them. There were a couple other members of the Order I talked to as well. Betrayal is not something your father and I are worried about. It's nothing for you to concern yourself with either,” Tom assured him.
Nodding slowly as he processed that, Draco didn't know what to think. Quietly, he asked, “Are they joining our side?”
“No,” Lucius told him firmly. “What we're doing there is getting them out. That's all. They won't be helping either side here. My position in this won't change at all. Our plan is to put them somewhere safe, something I'm working on, and get them out. That way we satisfy the pull of this and can be together without all the subterfuge that's going on.” Glancing at Tom, he added, softly, “It's also going to give our Lord a chance to satisfy the terms of the curse. It works out well for all of us.”
“It does,” Tom told the young man with a nod. “I'll be helping to protect them.”
Thinking it over, Draco asked, “How much do they know of what's going on with you?”
Giving an amused snort, Tom said, grinning a little, “More than you do, actually. Your father has given them every bit of information they've asked for. I've given them more. So, they're aware and have been on parts since the incident at the Department of Mysteries. It's nothing to fear, Draco. They want out and we can give that to them. They also are well aware that them getting out is going to help us and take no issue with it. We all benefit here.”
Seeing Draco pondering that, Lucius said, “Let me explain what's going to happen over the next couple days then we'll press on.” Seeing his son nod, he started, “I applied the telepathy spell this morning. That's going to help with much here. In the next couple days, I'm going to work on getting the Animagus transformation down until it's automatic. Once that happens, we're going to do the bonding then I'll be staying over there most of the time. When that's in place, we're going to press on to get them out. Once at Grimmauld Place, I won't be able to come back as much because of where I am. However, I'm going to try for at least an hour or two a day to not only tend to what obligations I have, but to ensure that the house I've procured is being worked on as quickly as we can manage.”
“Won't Grimmauld Place be dangerous, father? I mean, we know who's in the Order and what they can do,” Draco said, concerned, brow furrowed.
“I won't lie and say it won't be, but we're taking every step we can find to make damned sure I'm protected. Sirius is going to tell anyone who asks that he bought me for Harry. It's something he would do, so there won't be many questions. Your mother, the Dark Lord and myself, all three, worked on the spells for that collar. We have everything on it we can find to protect me. Sirius, Harry, Arthur and Remus are going to do everything they can to make certain I'm protected. I already have elves over there that can help and they are working to fortify Sirius' room to the utmost. We have everything in place we can get, Draco,” Lucius assured him.
“There are also multiple ways to get in touch with me if a problem arises,” Tom told him. “Your father or Potter, both, can easily manage. If that comes up, I'll give them all the help I can. Just trust your father and those he's working with. That's all you have to do. He wouldn't drop himself into something like this if he didn't have everything he could come up with to keep himself safe. And, on our end, we're going to work on everything we can to get all of them out as fast as possible. However, it's going to take time. We all know that.”
“This is a buying time measure to give us leeway to work,” Lucius admitted with a shake of his head. “And it's about all we had to work with that was viable, so we went with it.”
Understanding, Draco sighed then nodded, “Is there any way you can let us know you're safe and it's going alright?”
“I think so,” Lucius said, brow furrowing. “I can probably send a message with an elf here and there to you to let you know I'm safe. It won't be much as we're going to be doing a delicate dance, but it will ease your mind.”
“I would appreciate that,” Draco told him softly. Grinning a little, he snorted then said, “This means I'm going to have to get along with Potter, doesn't it?”
“It does,” Tom chuckled, leaning back in his chair. “At least to call a truce in the rivalry.” Quietly, he said, “I don't believe that what everyone perceives Mr. Potter to be is accurate, Draco. He lets the world see one thing and only a very few that are close see the real him. He's had a lot to hide over the years, that is very evident even from what little interaction I've had with him. From what you've father's told me, he's not been in line with many things for a while now and just wants out.”
“Alright,” Draco sighed, shaking his head. “This is—I don't even know what to say here.”
Reaching out and ruffling his son's hair, Lucius said, “I know. It blindsided all of us, trust me. We've done the best we can to work with what was dropped on us. We just wanted you to understand what's going on so you can prepare. We also don't need you making the situation worse here. It's bad enough as it is, that we need no help.”
“Understood,” Draco told him, looking at his father. Glancing at his mother, he asked, quietly, “You're not going to—I don't know how to word this.” Stopping, he shook his head.
Putting a hand on Draco's shoulder, Narcissa smiled at him then said, gently, “It's not anything that your father did, Draco. He had no choice. I'm not going to blame him for this so there's going to be no histrionics on my end. It would derail the hard work of so many and I won't do that. There is no where I can lay blame and I see no point in doing so on three people that can't help it and had no choice at all in the matter.”
“It's nothing any of us could have stopped, Draco,” Lucius told him with a shake of his head. “Once it activates, you can't. I can safely say that I'm very glad Harry and I didn't have any contact in the last year or so. It would have been nightmarish if we had. This is bad, I'm not going to lie and say it isn't, but that would have been worse.”
“I didn't think of that,” Draco told him with a shake of his head. Looking around, he sighed and began to ask some questions so he fully understood what was going on and how he would have to deal with it. He didn't like it, no doubt there, but he would.

Stretching out in his bed long after dark, Lucius sighed then shifted to get comfortable, sipping at his brandy. He was pleased with how the day went with all things. Draco, though not liking the situation, was accepting it, something he had worried about, he had the telepathic spell working and could easily get it to function as it should, including with visuals, the Animagus transformation was getting easier each time he did it, all things that pleased him.

Shutting his eyes, he activated the telepathic connection then snorted in amusement when the first thing he heard was Harry telling Sirius he was a torturous sadist while laughing. Shaking his head, he asked, tone one of complete amusement, “And why in Merlin's name did you call him that, Harry?”
Laughing and squirming around, Harry snickered, “Because he is one!”
“Damn right I am,” Sirius laughed, continuing what he was doing with an evil grin. “And there isn't anything thing you can do about it, is there, Harry?”
“No! Which makes it worse!” Harry laughed, squirming all over, trying to get free.
“Give it up! You know I made sure you couldn't get loose,” Sirius grinned at him, holding up the long soft feather he had then applied it to the ticklish spot on his godson's ribs again.
Straining against the bonds that held his arms to the headboard of the bed, Harry laughed, trying to pull away. “You're evil!”
“Yup,” Sirius agreed, dragging the feather down and tickling him more.
Snorting in amusement, Lucius waited for the 'visuals' from the telepathy to kick in, a modification they were able to add to the spell, to see what was going on. When they finally did, he snorted again though was intrigued by the position Harry was in. After all, being tied up to the headboard of the bed in nothing but boxers was most—interesting. “Do I want to know what brought this bout of tickle torture on?” He asked, sipping at his drink.
“I beat him at cards, repeatedly,” Harry told him while laughing. Sirius was now working on his inner thighs with the feather. Letting out a loud bark of laughter when Sirius found a particularly ticklish spot, he sputtered, “He's now getting revenge.”
“Yup,” Sirius grinned, tickling more.
“I see,” Lucius said, smirking. “He doesn't take losing well, does he?”
“No,” Harry yelped as Sirius found another ticklish spot.
“And you're too easy to do this to. I think you're ticklish all over the place,” Sirius grinned.
“Yeah, well, you shouldn't be using that against me,” Harry laughed, squirming all over.
“It's too much fun not to,” Sirius admitted, leaning forward and licking Harry's exposed nipple as he tickled the young man on the back of the knee.
“And now the real torture begins,” Harry groaned, not sure whether to laugh at being tickled or moan at the sensation from the lick.
“I'm gathering he's done this before, then?” Lucius asked, curious about this and very intrigued.
“Yeah, which is why I don't want to play cards with him,” Harry snickered and squirmed as the tickling grew worse. “I always get talked into it though.”
Grinning, Sirius said, “I always get what I want in the end and you know it. You should just make it easy on yourself, you know.”
“Where's the fun in that?” Harry asked, grinning.
“Very true,” Sirius conceded. Straightening up, he shifted around to where he was straddling Harry then began to tickle his ribs again with the feather. Waiting until the younger man was squirming around and laughing, he leaned forward and began to suck on one nipple, nipping at it softly as he did.
Arching up and moaning, Harry shivered. “You're so evil!”
“I know,” Sirius grinned then switched to do the same to the other.
Eyebrow arched, though his eyes were shut, Lucius snorted then said, tone intrigued, “This is most interesting.”
“Didn't think you'd object to a show,” Sirius snorted before shifting around to lick up and down Harry's bare chest. Grabbing his wand, though not moving, he charmed the feather to keep tickling in random places then dropped it to hold onto Harry while he licked.
“You'll hear no grousing from this direction,” Lucius admitted, reaching down to shift his stiffening flesh to a more comfortable position. “As long as neither of you care to do so, I'm fine with being a voyeur.”
“It's not like you're not going to get to join in soon,” Sirius observed, flicking his tongue into the divot that was Harry's navel. While doing that, he reached down and rubbed the obvious bulge in Harry's boxers. Grinning slightly, he said, “You're way too easy, Harry. No one would ever believe the Boy Who Lived likes this.”
Groaning, trying to ignore the two almost diametrically opposed feelings and concentrate on the most pleasurable one, Harry snorted as he thrust his hips up into Sirius' hand, “Yeah, well, I blame you for learning to like this.”
“There is that,” Sirius said smugly sliding down slightly. Licking Harry's now hard cock through the cotton of his boxers, Sirius grinned at the loud moan that produced. Perfect. Nibbling on the covered erection softly a couple of times, he then began to suck on it in places, loving how Harry was now squirming all over the place. Lifting his head and looking up at Harry, he grinned, “Should I tie your legs up too?”
“No!” Harry panted out, looking at him, gripping on tightly to the silk ties that held him to the headboard. “Just—please!”
Grin turning into something evil, Sirius asked, trying to sound innocent, “Please what?”
“Oh, bloody hell! Here we go,” Harry moaned, head dropping back and eyes sliding shut as he shivered.
Snickering, Sirius gave Harry's hard cock a long slow lick through the fabric then asked again, “Please what, Harry?”
“Don't do this to me,” Harry moaned, almost whining as he shivered.
“I guess I'll stop then,” Sirius snorted, pretending to move.
“Oh, you evil jerk,” Harry groaned, squirming around.
“Please what then, Harry?” Sirius asked again, giving Harry's cock a harder lick, focusing on the underside of the head of it as he did.
Huffing while shivering at the sensations, Harry panted out, “Suck on me.” Knowing the pattern by now, he figured that wouldn't be enough, but he was hoping. Squirming at the feather tickling him, he shuddered then added, “And stop this stupid feather!”
Snickering, Sirius picked up his wand and stopped the feather but didn't do as Harry asked with the other part. Instead, he stroked his godson's cock through the now wet fabric and asked innocently, “Suck what? Your thumb, on your fingers, your elbow? You have to be more specific here, Harry.”
“Bloody hell,” Harry whimpered, squirming around. “Sirius!”

“Suck what?” Sirius asked again, blowing on the wet fabric covering Harry's hard cock.
Shivering and arching up, whining softly, Harry panted, “Don't do this to me!”

“Suck what?” Sirius asked again, grinning and looking at Harry.
Reaching down and freeing his now hard cock from his silk pajamas, Lucius began to stroke it. This was beyond interesting now and he was paying close attention. He hadn't thought that Sirius would involve Harry in something like this because of the young man's age and lack of experience, but he was and it was quite interesting! Panting softly as he stroked himself slowly, he paid attention to what was going on. Oh, this was definitely a good show to observe.
“Sirius--” Harry stammered, squirming around and panting. He knew what Sirius wanted him to say by now as they had done this a couple of times, but still found it hard to say 'those' kinds of words for various reasons. He didn't know why, he just found it hard. However, it was exciting to do this and Sirius always made it feel bloody fantastic when they did something similar.

Knowing what the hangup was here, Sirius chuckled a little then said, tone far firmer, almost like a demand, “Say it, Harry!” This usually worked and seemed to get Harry over his reluctance to utter certain words.
Moaning, Harry shivered then said, voice soft, “Suck my cock. Please!”
Grinning, Sirius said, “Much better.” Grabbing his wand, he vanished is godson's boxers then leaned down and took Harry's cock in his mouth and began to suck. Moving his head up and down, he summoned the lube that was kept in the bedside drawer. Once he had it in his hand, he managed to fumble around and open it, dumping some on his fingers. While Harry's cock was still in his mouth, he slipped his hand under the younger man and rubbed one finger around his arsehole to get it slick. Gently, humming around Harry's cock to distract him, he slide a finger deep inside, twisting it around and thrusting it.
Arching up, groaning Sirius' name, Harry shook violently at the sensations around his cock. When Sirius' finger entered his arse, he pushed down on it. Bloody hell, this was great.
Watching this play out, Lucius stroked himself faster, though he tried to keep a handle on the desire to finish, wanting to watch it to completion. Oh, this was wonderful, especially since it was so unexpected. He knew, of course, that sex was involved with the two, what with the connection that was there, but never expected the them to be so easy about it around him. And he wasn't going to complain one damned bit either.
Paying attention to what he was doing to ensure that he didn't bring Harry over the edge, Sirius slipped a second, then third, finger into the younger man's arse. Along with that, he was paying attention to the visual he was getting from Lucius as well. Yeah, that was good too. Pulling his mouth off Harry's cock when his godson's noises told him Harry was getting close, he chuckled evilly then asked, tone smooth, “Enjoying the show, Lucius?”
“There is no complaint on this end, that's for certain,” Lucius panted, grinning slightly.
Slipping his fingers out of Harry's ass then sliding between the younger man's legs on his knees, Sirius slathered his cock with the lube then placed it at the now dilated entrance. Looking down into Harry's eyes, as he held it there, he grinned then said, “Say it, Harry.”
Panting, opening his eyes and looking at Sirius, Harry's fingers were entwined with the silk ties and clutching them tightly. “Please, Sirius,” he moaned, shivering. Between the playing around and what he was getting from Lucius, he just wanted to feel Sirius' cock in his arse.
“Say it,” Sirius growled, locking eyes with Harry. He loved hearing the words come out of Harry's mouth because it was just something the young man never said any other time. There was something immensely arousing about that. He didn't understand the reason behind that part, but went with it.
“Fuck me,” Harry said softly, shaking as he did. He had a hard time saying such things and rarely did, but it was a huge turn-on when he did!
Easing his cock into Harry's arse, Sirius moaned, eyes sliding halfway shut. Panting as he hit bottom, he groaned out, “Say it again. Louder!”
“Fuck me,” Harry hissed louder, grinding down against Sirius. Head dropping back, he whimpered, “Untie me, please!” This was always an immense turn-on, no doubt there, but adding in the visuals he was getting from Lucius and it was even more so!
Starting to thrust into Harry, Sirius looked down at the younger man and asked, grinning as he did, “Do you want to touch, Harry? Want to touch me and stroke your cock?”
“Yes,” Harry moaned, grinding down on Sirius' cock.
Panting as he continued to thrust, Sirius grabbed his wand and vanished the bindings. Feeling one of Harry's arms wrap around him, he leaned down and locked his mouth on the younger man's. This was always a fun game to play, though they didn't do it often, but was so damned arousing that neither of them lasted long when they did it. Moaning into Harry's mouth as he slipped his tongue into it, he began to thrust faster.
Holding tightly to Sirius, Harry reached down between them and began to stroke his own throbbing cock quickly. It felt bloody amazing, that's for sure! Breaking off the kiss, he arched up and panted out, “Harder.”
“Say it,” Sirius growled, keeping his pace, looking down into Harry's eyes as he did.
“Fuck me harder,” Harry moaned, stroking himself faster.
Doing that, thrusting harder and faster, Sirius head dropped back and he moaned at the sensations. “You're going to cum for me, aren’t you Harry?”
“Yes,” Harry hissed out through clenched teeth as his body seemed to ignite and his balls throbbed. Grinding down on the cock in his arse, he panted and moaned Sirius' name.
Fingers digging into the bedding below him, Sirius ground his cock in Harry's ass as he thrust. “Cum for me,” he snarled as his skin prickled then his whole body began to throb and his nerves felt like they caught fire. “Now, Harry!” He panted as the hot knot in his belly that had been growing since they started playing burst and he felt his balls tighten up then the first of his own orgasm start.
Arching up, Harry let out a soft cry then came, splattering his own chest with his cum as his body rocked and pulsed with sensations as his orgasm washed over him.
Groaning, Sirius came, flooding Harry's ass as his hips continued to thrust of their own accord while he rode his own out.
Hand moving on his cock so fast it was almost a blur, Lucius groaned and came as he heard the two finish, his body tense and quivering, eyes locked tightly shut at the powerful sensations that it brought on. Oh, this was bloody good and had its own merits, that's for damned sure.

Lying there afterwards, sharing a soda with Harry after they cleaned up, Sirius chuckled, “We didn't plan for that, Lucius. Thought I would tell you that now.”
Snorting, sipping his brandy said, “Even if you did, you'll hear no complaint from my end.”
“We just start goofing around sometimes and that's the end result.” Sirius admitted, grinning.
“Yeah, well, it's a sure-fire bet the minute I end up getting tickled and tied up that this is where it's heading,” Harry laughed, shaking his head.
“True,” Sirius admitted, grinning and ruffling Harry's hair.
“I do have to ask, though I have no objection to such things—is this a common practice?” Lucius asked, genuinely curious. “Not that I mind if it is.”
“No,” Sirius told him, shaking his head. “Just one of those things that comes about here and there once in a while. Normally it's just—the usual stuff.” Grinning, he added, “And I've been on the receiving end a couple of times myself.”
“Yeah, I have to get revenge once in a while,” Harry laughed, curling up to him.
“I would expect no less of you,” Sirius laughed. Ruffling Harry's hair, he told Lucius, “He has a thing for whipped cream and drives me absolutely batshite insane when he does that.”

“And it's so funny to watch. You say so many interesting words when I do that. I learn new ones every time,” Harry snickered, shaking his head.
“Definitely will be interesting to partake in,” Lucius admitted, completely amused.
“Yeah, you'll think so until he tortures the shite out of you,” Sirius told him, grinning. Holding Harry close, he kissed him on top of the head then shifted the subject to a few more normal topics and what was coming, knowing all of them would probably be sleeping soon.
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