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Meet Me Halfway	By : windy Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Lucius Views: 22384 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 8
Disclaimer: Harry Potter and properties don’t belong to me but JK Rowling. The story contains spoiler from Philosopher Stone to Deathly Hallows. I don't make money from writing this fiction

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Disclaimer: Harry Potter and properties don't belong to me but JK Rowling. The story contains spoiler from Philosopher Stone to Deathly Hallows so if you haven't read one of the book from Harry Potter series, you have been warned. Also I don't make money from writing this fic. Loveless19 helped edit this chapter. Thanks a lot for her tremendous help.

Meet Me Halfway

Chapter VIII

"Hey Hermione," Harry asked suddenly. They were seated in the corner of Gryffindor common room. Harry was lounging in the couch lazily and Hermione was engrossed in her book. Ron had gone to the owlery.

"Yes?" the girl lifted her head from the book she was reading.

"If someone tell you to look at the bigger picture. What will you do?" he asked curiously.

"Then, that is exactly what I'm going to do," she replied. "Why?"

Harry chose his words carefully. "You know those Death Eater attacks?"

"Yes," she nodded.

"Someone told me that I have to look at the bigger picture. So, I'm wondering what that could mean." He said.

Hermione frowned. "That's bad," she said finally. It means that the attacks could be just a tool to achieve Voldemort's plans, or a decoy to hide his real plan." Hermione concluded.

"That is serious, if Voldemort is planning something we need to find out. But, what could it be?" Harry asked to no one in particular.

Hermione looked at him. "I wouldn't be surprised, if it really is a ploy to distract us. If you will remember, Voldemoert is known for these types of plans. I mean, there was Quirell in our first year, then the Chamber of Secret our second year, and then Wormtail our third year. Do you see the pattern? Nothing is ever what it seems."

"There was his resurrection in our fourth year and last year Voldemort finally showed up in the ministry," Harry continued. "He is planning something right now to kill me, or take over the world. That's nothing new," he grumbled.

Seriously, did Lucius really have to speak in riddle to him? Why couldn't he just say that Voldemort was planning to kill him. There, end of the story.

"What both of you are doing?" Ron asked suspiciously, when he returned from the owlery.

"Just talking," Harry replied.

"By the way," Ron said as he dropped himself on the couch next to them. "I met with Hagrid earlier and he has invitef us to his hut for tea."

Now that Harry thought about it, it had been a while since they had visited Hagrid. "What about this afternoon?" he asked.

Hermione and Ron agreed.

"What is that?" Ron asked, disgusted. He pointed at the wooden barrel inside Hagrid's hut, full with giant white worm.

"That is Aragog's food." Hagrid said as he burst into tears, out of the blue, shocking th teens.

"Hagrid, what is wrong?" Hermione asked worriedly.

"Aragog is sick. I think he is going to die. He has been sick since last summer." Hagrid replied, sobbing.

In Harry's opinion, the faster Aragog died the better for them. He still remembered when he and Ron were almost eaten by Aragog's children. But, they tried to console Hagrid the best they could and when they left, Hagrid looked happier.

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Monday morning, Harry went down to the Great Hall early, just in case Lucius sent him another gift. As usual he had, this time it was a black cashmere coat that was woven with warming charms so Harry decided he could wear it for the upcoming loved the gifts,but they were expensive gif, and Harry kept forgetting to ask the man as to why he sent them.

"You are early again," Ron accused when he and Hermione joined Harry.

Harry merely shrugged.

Dropping the subject, Ron and Hermione sat down and began fulfilling their plates. They were halfway through breakfast when the owls came. Hermione opened the Daily Prophet and gasped in shock.

"What?" Harry asked hurriedly, seeing her expression.

"Death Eater attack West Country!" she exclaimed.

"Let me see that!"

Hermione gave the paper to him.

'Death Eaters attacked West Country yesterday. Ten Muggles were killed in the attack. Muggle eyewitnesse reported Giants were also involved in the attack. The Ministry has sent team of Obliviators to the area. Does this mean You Know Who finally has the Giantson his side?'

The situation was somber. Harry lost his appetite after reading the news. What did Voldemort hope want to achieve by attacking those Muggle areas?

"I still don't understand," Harry told Lucius the next time they met. "What is the point of the attacks?"

Lucius didn't answer but merely looked at him with cold grey eyes.

Harry sighed, knowing that Lucius wouldn't give him the answer he wanted.

As they continued the lesson. Harry was able to grasp the mechanics of Occlumenccy and was successful to block Lucius from his mind. It was a miracle compared to the results of his Occlumency lessons with Snape.

"You are doing well," Lucius drawled when they ended the lesson.

"Easy for you to say, you already knwo how to use both OcclumencyandLegilimency" Harry grumbled at him.

Walking closer, Lucius pulled him into his arms and began kissing him. Relaxing, Harry returned the kiss enthusiastically. He blamed it on his teenage hormones. One kiss led to another and soon Harry found himself in the bed an hour later after an intense lovemaking session with Lucius.

Harry felt very tired now. He hadn't had enough rest because of Quidditch practice. Thinking about the soft mattress below him Harry considered getting up, but thought twice. Maybe it wouldn't hurt him to sleep for a little while. As he drifted off to sleep he didn't even think about how he was falling asleep next to Lucius Malfoy.

Harry woke up with a start. He couldn't believe he had really fallen asleep! He grabbed his glasses and put it on. Looking around Harry quickly grabbed his wand off the bedside table. "Tempus," he muttered. It was three o'clock already, and the bed next to him was cold. Lucius had left.

POP!

Tobby appeared in the room. "Master Harry is awake!" the elf said. "Is tea time now! I is going to tell Master!"

Harry quickly took a bath and got dressed. When he arrived at the dining room, it was empty. Confused, he turned and saw that the door to the backyard was open. Walking out the door Harry saw that Lucius was already seated in his chair on the terrace. The small table in front of Lucius was full with assorted cakes, including Harry's favorite treacle tart. Next to it was the teapot.

"Have a seat, Princess." Lucius drawled, gesturing to the seat in front of him.

Harry sat down warily.

"You missed lunch. This way you can never say that I don't feed my guests," Lucius drawled.

Harry blinked. "Uhm… thank you," he said, placing his hands in his lap. Harry never knew how to behave around Lucius, sometimes hefelt he could be open with the man but others he felt like he was just a bother. He took treacle tart, his favorite, and began eating it. "Thank you for the coat and the other gifts," he said, swallowing his treat. "Why do you send me those?" he asked.

"It's a custom," Lucius replied, offering no explanation.

The rest of the time was spent in silence. Lucius didn't eat anything at all. The man merely sipped his drink, that looked like brandy.

"I have to leave now," Harry said when he finished eating. "See you next week." He said, confused about his dissapointment when Lucius did not reply.

During transfiguration, McGOnagall taught them to create bird from air. "Avis Creata," she waved her wand and a dozen yellow canarys appeared. They chirped happily, flying around the class.

As usual, Hermione was the first to succeededed, and the only one who was able to create canary from nothing. McGonagall ordered them to research the spell and to write an essay about the topic as their homework.

Ron was still grumbling on their way to the Charms class when Harry's bag suddenly ripped open. The books, parchment, quills and ink fell to the floor with a loud thud. "What the….." he muttered.

Ron and Hermione crouched down to help him.

"Crouching on the floor. Just like house elf. Just the place for a hero and his lapdogs." Pansy Parkinson said, sneering down at them. Harry saw Malfoy standing off to her right, but hesurprisingly stayed silent.

"It must be their doing," Ron accused, standing up to face the group.

"Ron, you just can't go around accusing someone." Hermione chastised.

"What? It's true," he argued. "That Parkinson is worse than Malfoy now." He grumbled.

"Speaking of which, don't you guys think that it is weird. I mean, ever since the beginning of our sixth year, Malfoy has pretty much left us alone." Harry said suddenly.

"Well when you think about it, out of the Death Eaters that were caught in the Department of Mysteries, only Lucius Malfoy managed to free himself and still stay in power. Meanwhile Parkinson, Crabbe and Goyle's parents were caught. Maybe that is the reason why Malfoy choose to lay low," Hermione said reasonably.

"Thankfully we never see much of Parkinson, Crabbe and Goyle outside the class." Ron commented.

"Yeah," Harry nodded. "I almost never see them around."

"Thanks Merlin they choose to hole up in the dungeons," Ron said.

After that Harry didn't think about Parkinson anymore. The first Quidditch match with him as Captain was coming and he focused all of his attention on practicing with the team. The match was Gryffindor versus Slytherin. Ron, understandably was nervous and the redhead couldn't even sleep the night before the match. Gryffindor won the match and Ron couldn't be happier.

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Time passed and soon it was Christmas. Harry would spend it at Grimmauld Place with Sirius and Remus. With happy heart the trio went to do Christmas shopping in Hogsmeade. The three of them went their separate ways to do their own shopping buthad agreed to meet at Three Broomsticks.

Harry was on his way to look for gifts, when he saw Parkinson with someone leaving the Hog's Head. Harry thought he looked like her older brother, because he had pug face. As they passed him they looked at him with contempt and hatred, and the man made sure to bump into Harry hard.

"What is wrong with them," Harry grumbled as he continued walking down the street.

"Harry!" someone called from behind him.

He turned t see Parvati Patil and Lavender Brown.

"Hi Parvati, Lavender," he greeted them.

"We saw what Paulinus did earlier. Just ignore him, Harry." Parvati said.

"Paulinus?" Harry echoed.

"He's Pansy elder brother," she clarified. "Ever since their father went to Azkaban, he has replaced him as the head of the family."

"Oh." He replied.

Later, he told Hermione and Ron about his encounter with the Parkinson's siblings. And as predicted they were upset.

Lucius had told him during their last Occlumency lesson, that their lessons would be cancelled until after Christmas holiday. Thinking about Luciusmade Harry wonder if he should give Lucius a present for Christmas. What would he buy for the man who already had everything? In the end, he bought two bottles of rare scotch for Lucius.

On Christmas morning, Harry was surprised to find the brown owl who usually delivered Lucius' gifts to him outside his window. Quickly opening the window, the owl flew in carrying small green box wrapped in silver ribbon.

He opened the box and found a jar inside. 'Ambrosia. The most potent healing salve. Harry skipped the directions and read for the application. 'Apply it to a wound or scar and witness it healed immediately.' Below the label, there was an short note from Lucius. 'Apply it to the scar in your hand. Fear not, Princess, she will reap what she sowed.'

Harry couldn't stop the wide smile that blossomed on his face. He was excited all day and bounced around enjoying the festivities. Sirius and Remus were confused as to what had made him so excited, but dismissed it as Christmas joy and joined in on the fun.

Author's Note:

Hi. It's me again. Thanks for reading the fic and please give me reviews.
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