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Of Purebloods and Wings	By : Sablesilverrain Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Lucius Views: 38882 -:- Recommendations : 4 -:- Currently Reading : 6
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Draco sat next to Harry, dishing himself up some breakfast before turning to the brunet. “You need to help me convince Father to take us all into the forest on Monday.” He said under his breath.
Harry cocked his head. “Why?” He asked, then cast muffliato. “What’s up? This is an odd request, even coming from you.” He said.
Draco ate some eggs, then looked over at Harry. “There’re Elves in the Forbidden Forest. They want to meet us, to help us learn how to work with the elements.” He revealed.
Harry’s eyes widened. “Really? Brilliant!” He said, smiling widely.
Draco nodded. “We need to go out to the forest to meet up with them. Monday night would be a good night for that, but I have a feeling it will take both of us to convince the others to go.” He sighed. “They seem to think we can do this without help, but now, I’m not so sure. You’ve got more leverage with Father now, so I need your assistance.”
Harry shrugged. “Sure, I’ll help you out. This sounds like an amazing opportunity. How’d you find out about them?”
Draco blushed. “Well, when Severus and I went out last night to collect some herbs for Potions, I stayed out of the clearing to look for unicorns, and an Elf and his Fae mate approached me. They’ve seen the four of us in the forest, so they decided they wanted to help us.” He explained.
“An Elf and a Fae? Mates?” Harry asked incredulously.
Draco smirked. “I told you, the two seem to find each other irresistible. Their children will be Faurae. Did you think I was lying about the interbreeding?”
Harry shrugged. “I just thought it wasn’t really all that common. You said we were rare.”
Draco shrugged. “We are, but most Faurae that grow up with either High Elves or Fae tend to stay in the community and mate with one of the others there. It’s uncommon for them to leave. We’re both descended from Faurae that, for whatever reason, left their clan and decided to live among wizards, rather than their own kind.” He explained.
Harry hummed. “Right. Well, I’ll help you out. What do you think your elemental affinity will be?” He asked.
Draco rolled his eyes. “Knowing my luck, it’ll be Air. Something that’ll prove useless against the Dark Lord.”
Harry sighed. “Voldemort. Use his name. Or call him Tom Riddle, that’s his real name. You sound like a mini Death Eater when you say the Dark Lord like that.”
Draco looked at him with one eyebrow raised. “Up until this year, I was a mini Death Eater. Excuse me for being raised a certain way.” He said in an annoyed tone.
“Well, anyway…” Harry cancelled the muffliato. “You up for shopping today?” He asked.
Draco’s eyes gleamed. “Oh, I’m always up for shopping, Harry. You’re in good hands, don’t worry.”
Harry rolled his eyes. “Strangely enough, that only makes me worry more.” He said dryly.
*****
“If you don’t get it, I refuse to help you anymore!” Draco snapped, pushing the forest green silk dress robe into his hands. “It’s lovely, it’s silk, and it looks great on you! Who cares how much it costs?! You just said you could afford it!” He pointed out.
Harry bit his lip. “Yeah, but… I don’t wear silk. It’s not me.”
Draco rolled his eyes. “It’s a dress robe, Potter, it’s supposed to be different from what you normally wear.” He said, turning away and pulling a wine-coloured dress robe off the rack. “What about this one? It’s a good colour. Not Gryffindor red, but I think it’ll suit you.” He said, handing it to Harry. “Try it on.”
Harry sighed and walked back into the dressing room, pulling the robe on and smoothing his hands down the front before he stepped out.
Draco looked him over and nodded. “Yes, that’s a good one, too. Get it.” He ordered.
Harry sighed. “Are you always this bossy with people you’re shopping with?” He asked.
Draco shrugged. “Only when they have no fashion sense. Which defines you. Don’t complain, you’re getting professional-grade help, here.”
“So, two should be enough, right?” Harry asked, going back into the dressing room and taking the dress robe off.
Draco was already going through the other dress robes on offer. “We really should get you three, just in case… How about a nice cerulean blue?” He asked, holding one up as Harry stepped out. “Try this one on.” He said, handing it to the brunet.
Harry sighed, walking back into the dressing room, trying on the blue robe. He came back out, and Draco grinned. “Oh, that looks good on you! And it’s a beautiful colour, I really like it. Get it.” He ordered, shoving Harry back into the dressing room. “Three should be enough. We’re done here, so once you get out we’ll pay and we can head somewhere else.” He told Harry.
Harry sighed loudly. “Thank Merlin, I survived!” He came out of the dressing room grinning.
Draco rolled his eyes. “Oh, please, no one’s ever died of shopping before.”
“How many people shop with you?” Harry asked.
Draco frowned. “Well, Pansy and Blaise used to, but that stopped after fourth year. They won’t shop with me anymore.” He confessed.
“Gee, I wonder why!” Harry joked as they walked up to the counter to pay for the robes.
Draco huffed. “Was it really all that bad?” He asked.
Harry shrugged. “I suppose not. I don’t want to do it again any time soon, but once in a while won’t kill me.”
“Honeydukes next?” Draco offered. “You could get something for Father. I already know I’m getting something for Severus; his birthday is coming up, and I know they sell his favourite dark chocolates there.” He said smugly.
Harry rolled his eyes. “Sure, let’s go. Hey, when’s your father’s birthday? Just so I know.”
Draco smirked. “Not for a while yet. It’s in May. May 3^rd.”
Harry nodded. “Do you know what his favourite candy is? I want to get him something.”
Draco cocked his head, then smirked. “I’m not sure, but if what I suspect is true… Come on, let’s decide what to get for him while we’re in the store; I have a few ideas.”
*****
Harry shifted nervously, trying to work up the courage to knock on Lucius’ door.
Draco had tried samples of almost every caramel candy Honeydukes offered, leaning in to sniff Harry every time his mouth was full, and had finally decided on one that he had probably decided tasted exactly like Harry smelled.
Harry flushed anew remembering what Draco had said about there being pheromones in Faurae semen.
“Better to get him used to the taste early, Potter. I think he already likes you quite a bit, he’ll love them. Just don’t tell me how he thanks you for them, alright?” Draco had smirked at him.
Harry gulped and knocked on the door, then waited for a few seconds.
The door opened and Lucius peered out, eyebrows rising. “Mr. Potter. A pleasure. Do come in.” He offered, holding his door open.
Harry walked into the room, looking over Lucius, who was dressed in black trousers and a blue silk shirt, the top three buttons undone, exposing just a hint of smoothly-muscled chest. “I, um, got you something in Hogsmeade.” He said, flushing as he held out the bag of chocolates.
Lucius took the bag, smiling. “Thank you. May I ask why?”
“I just… Thought you’d like them. Draco actually helped to pick them out.” Harry explained.
“Did he?” Lucius asked as he opened the bag and took one out, popping it into his mouth and chewing. He paused momentarily as the flavour hit his tongue, then finished chewing, looking at Harry with a knowing gleam in his eyes. “That boy is certainly my son. How very devious of him. Did he tell you why he picked these for me?”
Harry flushed further as the man set them down on the table and took a few steps closer to Harry. He stood his ground, though, refusing to back away as a part of him desperately wanted to do. The gleam in Lucius’ eye had turned decidedly predatory as he stalked toward Harry. “Um, no.” Harry said as Lucius invaded his personal space. “But from the way he kept sniffing me while he tried the chocolates, I can guess.”
Lucius smiled, taking Harry’s hand and raising it to his lips. “Oh, you can? Why don’t you enlighten me, then, Mr. Potter?” He requested, then slid his lips over Harry’s inner wrist, smiling against the skin as Harry’s pulse leapt under his lips.
“Um… I have a very strong suspicion that they taste the same way I smell to other Faurae.” Harry said in a slightly higher voice than normal.
Lucius’ tongue flicked out, tasting the skin of Harry’s wrist teasingly, before the man lightly nipped at it. “They do, indeed.” He confirmed, dropping the hand and stepping closer to Harry.
Harry did back up a step this time, as the man was very nearly touching him.
Lucius grabbed Harry’s hips to keep him from retreating further and pulled the teen against him. “I’m afraid that those chocolates have only made me hungry for something else. Something one cannot find in a sweets shop.” He purred.
Harry licked his lips, pupils dilating. “We—we can’t kiss, it’s against the rules until—“
Lucius raised a hand, gently pressing a finger to Harry’s lips to still them. He smirked. “I am fully aware of the rules of a formal courtship, Mr. Potter. Until the fourth date, I cannot kiss you. On the lips. I think you’ll find, however, that there are no corresponding rules about kissing… Elsewhere.” He murmured, lowering his head and placing a feather-soft kiss on Harry’s neck, near his jaw, where his pulse was, once again, beating quite quickly.
Harry gulped, closing his eyes as his hands clutched at Lucius’ shoulders.
Lucius opened his mouth and nipped at Harry’s neck, pulling away with a sigh. “As much as I’d love to keep you here, I am fully aware that if I do so, I will surely take liberties you are not ready for just yet.” He said, letting Harry go. “Thank you very much for the chocolates, Mr. Potter. I’m sure I will enjoy them immensely. It’s for the best if you leave now. I’ll see you in class.” He said.
Harry cleared his throat. “Um, yeah. Goodbye, Sir!” He called out, turning and leaving the room quickly, face flaming.
Lucius licked his lips and chuckled. “That boy is certainly delicious. He blushes so easily. And I simply must remember to thank Draco later.” He mused, walking back over to his chair, picking up the bag and popping another chocolate into his mouth.
Yes, absolutely delicious.
*****
“I need you to come to Monday’s lesson with Father. We need to go into the Forbidden Forest again, to the same clearing we were in before.” Draco said, taking his robe off and draping it over the chair before sprawling in said chair gracefully.
Severus raised his eyes from his book to look at Draco impassively. “Oh? And why would this be?”
Draco smirked. “It’s a secret.” He said.
Severus’ eyebrow rose. “Keeping secrets from me already?” He asked. “That’s not the best start to a happy marriage.” He murmured.
Draco chuckled. “It’s not a bad secret, and you’ll find out when we get there. Just humour me, this once. What do you say?” He asked.
“Very well, this once is fine.” Severus answered, gaze dropping back to his book.
Draco smirked and got up. “I love you.” He told the man, walking over to give him a kiss.
Severus accepted the kiss, moaning softly as Draco pulled away. “Come back here.” He ordered, setting the book aside as he pulled the blond onto his lap. “Where do you think you’re going? I’m not done with your mouth, My Brat.” He told Draco, kissing him again.
Draco chuckled into the kiss, sliding his hands into Severus’ hair and fisting, mussing it terribly.
Severus retaliated by grabbing Draco’s hair in his hand and pulling, causing Draco’s head to fall back.
Draco moaned. “You know, you’re lucky I like it when you get rough with me. Because you do it quite a bit.”
Severus fastened his mouth to Draco’s throat, sucking a red mark into existence. “If you like it, just shut up and take it.” He murmured, licking at the skin before pulling back to admire his work. “Mm, very nice.” He decided.
Draco laughed as Severus released him. “With all the marks you leave on me, I’m sure there are no doubts in the school that we’re enjoying a lively sex life.”
Severus smirked. “You like it.”
“I do.” Draco confirmed. “But Father might not like the constant reminders that you are now allowed to do whatever you want with me.” He pointed out.
Severus snorted. “He’ll console himself with Potter, I’m sure.” He said dryly.
Draco cocked his head. “Yes, that’s probably true. So, are you still worried about ‘Malfoy men and their lax morals?’” He asked.
“Where your father is concerned, yes. If he manages to break the rules and violate the courtship, the bonding magic won’t take, and the Dark Lord will probably kill him for it.” He said heavily.
Draco smirked. “He won’t break the rules, but I’m sure he’ll stretch them as far as they can go.” He said in obvious amusement.
“It’s not a laughing matter, Draco. He’s not one to restrain himself from something he wants, and from what I have seen, he wants Potter very much.” Severus warned the blond.
“I’m sure it’ll be fine.” Draco said lightly. “Father knows the stakes, and he can keep himself in check just enough to keep the courtship rules from being broken. Besides, I’m sure Potter will keep him from going too far. He’s a virginal Gryffindor, they don’t do casual sex, remember?”
Severus nodded. “You have a point there. I suppose the two of them can be trusted together. I never want to hear about anything they do get up to, however. I see Lucius as a brother, hearing about his nocturnal escapades would likely put me off sex for a good long while.”
Draco laughed. “For me, as well. Potter will just have to gossip with his other friends, since they all seem to like Father’s looks just as much as he does.” He looked up at Severus with an eyebrow cocked. “Did you know Potter seems to actually like Father? They might stay together, after all. I think they’d be good for each other, really.”
Severus snorted. “The two of them will not suit. They’ll figure it out soon enough.” He said surely.
Draco pursed his lips, brow furrowed. “No, I think they might work out. They complement each other perfectly. Where Father’s cool and reserved, Harry’s all fire and vibrancy. Father’s very sensual, and he’ll teach Harry to appreciate the finer things in life, since Father is a man that certainly loves his creature comforts. He’ll help Harry to become more assured, and to take pride in his accomplishments, because he’s too modest by half. Harry, on the other hand, will teach Father to let go of his mask once in while and enjoy life more.” He shrugged. “They’d be good for each other.” He repeated surely.
Severus shook his head. “If you say so. You know Potter better than I do, at this point. I suppose you could be right. Don’t expect me to make nice with him, however. Even if he proves to be good for Lucius, I will still never get along well with him.”
Draco smiled. “Don’t worry, I’d never ask you to.” He assured Severus, sliding out of the man’s lap.
Severus hummed and went back to his book.
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