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The Adventures of the Sex-God Savior	By : Camorgan Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Lucius Views: 30139 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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The Adventures of the Sex-God Savior and the Drool-Worthy Death Eater

Severus was a particular man. He liked everything just the way he wanted it, and would take nothing less. He was picky, and he knew exactly what he wanted. So the mere fact that the gift lying in front of him was exactly the sort of thing he loved was a testament in itself to the observation skills of the giver. It scared him a little, to know there was someone out there who cared so much about him, and seemed to have even the beginnings of understanding of his mind.

He reached out and ran his fingers gently over the spine of the book he had been wanting for most of his adult life. It was wildly expensive, and incredibly rare. He had been pining for it, but had never given himself the luxury of owning it. He wasn't exactly the wealthiest man, and most of his money went toward his potion supplies. He had a wealth of knowledge already, and this book wasn't partial to his skills as a potion maker. However, his hunger for knowledge never ceased, and the thought of flipping through the old pages of the book in front of him was enough to stir his curiosity.

Who could have possibly known he wanted this book? Severus must know him personally, or have a close relationship with him. His first guess would be Lucius, but if the written note that had come with the book was any indication, it could not have been him. Lucius was never the type for secrecy anyway, he would have delivered it himself and presented it in the most flamboyant way possible. Besides, he had offered many times to purchase the book and many others for him, and out of respect, had not at Severus' request.

He looked back at the note, a strange feeling filling up his chest.

Dear Severus,

I hope that this book will bring you many hours of enjoyment, and that it will be appreciated. Know that your presence brings me much enjoyment, and that you are appreciated.

-Someone Who Cares

It was a simple note, not too intimate or personal, but it made Severus' mouth go dry. He'd never had anyone say something like this to him. He wasn't the most likable man, after all. While he knew Lucius and Draco enjoyed his company, they had never said so. He was utterly at loss as to who it could be, but the book was calling to him, so he removed it from the packaging, slipped the note carefully between the cover and first page, and sat down to read.

"Is this really necessary?" Harry asked, watching nervously as Lucius flicked his wand and about a hundred scrolls of creamy white parchment snapped up into perfect tubes. Another flick and silver ribbons tied themselves around the scrolls. From the end of each one a tiny silver Malfoy crest shined.

Lucius Malfoy looked down at him and smirked, which only made Harry want to drag him back to bed.

"Yes, darling. It is a pure-blood tradition to announce engagements in the presence of the pure-blood community." He replied, flicking his wand lazily. The scrolls each attached themselves to a small, snow white owl. Lucius had paid to have a whole flock of owls for the occasion. Harry couldn't help but think this was all a bit extravagant, but he should have expected it. This was Lucius Malfoy after all, and he never did things quietly. Marrying the savior of the Wizarding World was definitely no different. If anything, he guessed that Lucius wanted this to be as public as possible.

The owls took off with a flurry of feathers, and somehow it stirred something in Harry. He was getting married. To Lucius Malfoy, easily the most powerful pure-blooded Wizard. He was getting married. He watched as the owls disappeared into the sky, carrying the announcement of their formal engagement to some of the most wealthy, influential, and down-right snobbish members of Wizard society.

As if he could read his mind, Lucius' arms wound around him from behind. His long hands settled on Harry's hips, digging into the fabric possessively. Harry's heart skipped as the angular face of his fiancé pressed against the sensitive flesh of his neck. His white blonde hair brushed against his skin, sending shivers down his spine. Harry leaned back into the embrace, titling his head to accommodate Lucius.

"I hope you are not fostering second thoughts, Mr. Potter." Lucius said evenly. His voice was calm, but Harry could sense the underlying worry in the statement. He'd never known Lucius to be self-conscious, but he had never really known him at all, it seemed. Harry turned in his embrace, his hands sliding easily into silky hair.

"I have never been more sure of something." He replied, leaning in to capture Lucius' lips. They lingered tenderly, before pulling away and resting their heads together, content in their silence.

Draco tugged at his vest, determined to have everything about his appearance flawless. It wasn't everyday you attended the engagement party for your father and your former arch nemesis, after all. His nervousness had nothing to do with the fact that Fred and George were attending as well, of course. That would be simply ridiculous. They had seen him naked...he flushed at the memory. He pulled on his dress robes, pulled on his collar, smoothed his white hair back and stared into the mirror.

"You look dashing, Master Malfoy." The mirror commented. Draco rolled his eyes and scoffed.

"Of course I do."

Sirius was, in short, losing his mind. He really had no reason to be. His letter and gift was anonymous, so there was no way Severus would know it was him, right? Right. This night was for Harry, so he needed to get it together.

He arrived at Malfoy manor a little early. There were some people here already, talking quietly to each other. Pure-bloods, as far as he could tell. They cast him cool glances as he passed, some sneering or turning up their noses. It seemed not even a marriage could bring them together all the way. It didn't seem to matter that he was pure-blooded.

Feeling wildly out of place and uncomfortable, he strode confidently to the refreshments and took a glass of some sort of expensive imported alcohol. It burned on the way down, but he felt better.

"Sirius!" He turned around, grinning as his godson came into view. He looked stunning, dressed in emerald green, black and silver. He smiled, hugging his godfather and stepping back.

"Harry, you look great."

"Thanks, so do you. I hope this doesn't take too long. I can feel everyone staring."

"I know how you feel, but I doubt it will pass by quickly. The Pure-blooded do like their shows of pomp."

"I find that to be quite insulting, Mr. Black. I simply wish to give Harry the celebration he deserves. Pomp or otherwise." Harry turned, his face lighting up as Lucius slid an arm around his shoulders casually. His public mask was secured firmly. He was all ice now, dressed in black and silver, the emeralds on his cane shining. Sirius rolled his eyes and leaned against the pillar behind him.

"I meant no offense." He said, not wishing to insult his godson's soon-to-be husband. He watched as Harry and Lucius exchanged quiet words, Lucius' graceful fingers fussing with Harry's collar, running over the crest sewn into it. He seemed cold and distant, but even Sirius, who didn't know Lucius well, could see the small gestures of tenderness, the softening of his features whenever he looked at Harry. Sirius had been worried at first, but it was clear that Lucius cared for Harry, and as long as Harry was happy, Sirius was okay with it.

"Sirius, before everyone gets here and the party starts, Lucius and I want to ask you something." Sirius perked up at this, interested.

"I was wondering, if maybe, you could give me away?" Harry asked. Sirius looked at him for a moment and then let out a bark of laughter.

"Of course, Harry. I'd be honored." Sirius replied, grinning and gripping Harry's shoulder briefly.

"Brilliant." Harry said, smiling. More guests were spilling into the room, filling the long, elegant tables that were placed in a square shape around the room. Harry's guests sat on the left side and Lucius' on the right, the table at the front was for Lucius and Harry.

"We'd better sit I suppose." Harry said, waving to his godfather as Lucius and he took their spots at the front of the room. Sirius left to go sit, taking an empty seat between Fred and Ron. He exchanged greetings and pats on the back, smiling as he looked up to watch hi godson. As he raised his eyes, a familiar figure caught his attention.

Sirius swore his heart stopped. Sitting at the table directly in front of him was none other than Severus Snape. He couldn't help but take in his features, admiring the harshness of his face and the set of his shoulders. They rested on his hands, folded gracefully in front of him. He wondered what they would feel like...he jerked his eyes upward and almost choked. Severus was staring directly into his eyes. They locked gazes for a moment, before Severus raised an eyebrow and turned his head away.

Sirius cursed silently, way to be inconspicuous. He ignored the look Fred was giving him, which was an disturbing combination of his usual mischievousness and the look Hermione got when she saw something no one else did. Lucius had begun to talk, and he focused desperately on him to avoid looking back at Severus.

"I would like to welcome and thank you all for attending this event. Tonight I, Lucius Abraxas Malfoy announce my formal engagement to Harry James Potter. We will be holding a formal bonding ceremony and reception in three weeks time here at Malfoy Manor. Please celebrate with us tonight our engagement." He concluded, taking a seat along with Harry. There was polite applause, and then house elves began to serve copious amounts of food.

"See, love, that was not so very painful." Lucius commented, placing a hand on the back of Harry's neck. His fingers curled in the hair, playing with it gently.

"No, I suppose not." Harry replied, smiling at Lucius.

"Although why we needed a full-scale party for that, I will never understand."

"Tradition." Lucius commented, taking a glass of wine from one of the house elves.

The night went by fast for Harry. He was completely absorbed in Lucius, though many people came to congratulate them. Once people were done eating, they socialized in groups, or danced to the sounds of violins and harps in the corner. From his position near the front of the room, Harry could see Severus approaching Sirius and tried to suppress a grin, since he was listening to the grim complaints of one lady or another about the way her husband never looked at her the way Lucius looked at him. He nodded sympathetically and watched the scene from the corner of his eye.

"You don't seem to be enjoying yourself, Black." Severus drawled, raising an eyebrow in an almost amused fashion as Sirius practically jumped and turned to face him.

"Yes, well, boring you know." He said, feeling immensely stupid in the wake of Severus' intellect. Severus scoffed lightly, his dark eyes watching Sirius' every move intently. He had been thinking about the book at home, and who could have sent it. While he had been slightly skeptic about Sirius feeling anything benevolent toward him, he wasn't so sure anymore. His body language was screaming nervousness and sexual tension. Severus had been a good spy for two main reasons, he could fool others, and others could rarely fool him.

"I imagine it is, especially since you're so used to more exciting endeavors. Done anything...daring...lately?" He asked, emphasizing the word and pinning him with his gaze. Severus wasn't sure how he would feel if his guess was correct. Sirius Black...sending him a book and a letter tinted with romantic feelings. He had spent his years at Hogwarts doing everything to make his life a living hell, and while they could get along now, Severus was not one to let go of a grudge.

"D-daring?"

"Oh, you know, anything like fighting a dementor or sending love letters." Sirius flushed. Severus smirked stiffly. Gryffindors were like open books.

"Why would you say that?" He asked, trying to keep the shake out of his voice,

"Oh, no reason in particular. Though, you know, something quite odd happened to me recently. I received a package, something I had been wanting for quite a while, and a rather intimate letter. There was no name signed though. Whoever could it be, I wonder, who sent it." Severus looked him in the eyes and raised an eyebrow expectantly.

"I...uh..." Sirius stuttered. Severus took a step toward him, placing a hand on the pillar that was suddenly at Sirius' back.

"I don't know what you're playing at Black, but we have always hated each other and one note and a pricey book will hardly change that." He hissed, pushing away from the wall and spinning on his heel. He walked away with a billow of robes, leaving Sirius breathing heavy and staring after him.

Harry frowned, hoping his godfather was alright and not suffering from threats to his life. Severus hardly looked pleased, and Harry wondered if somehow he had found out about Sirius' affections. He was pulled from his pondering by Lucius however, who took his hand and led him to the front again.

"I would like you all to be witness as Harry and I exchange rings." He announced. Everyone hushed and watched as the two men face each other.

Harry felt as if time slowed, their eyes meeting. Lucius drew a velvet box from inside his robes and opened it. He sank to one knee and took Harry's hand. Harry found it difficult to breathe as Lucius' lips pressed against his hand, and then the cool feeling of silver settled over his finger. Lucius rose and Harry took his turn to kneel in front of him. He was trembling as he drew the box, taking the silver band - almost identical, sans the emerald - into his shaking hand. He looked up at Lucius, who slid a hand through his hair. He closed his eyes briefly, and then took Lucius' long hand into his, kissed the cool skin, and slipped the ring onto his finger.

They had decided to use these rings as engagement rings and as wedding rings, but as part of the ceremony both Harry and Lucius would receive magical markings on their left wrist.

Harry stood, and was immediately pulled into a deep kiss. He melted into it, smiling broadly as they parted. Their guests applauded once more, Fred and George whistling playfully and yelling things like "get some". Harry laughed, and wondered if he had ever been so happy.
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