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Unexpected Love	By : DeirdraDomain Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 29034 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Author's Note and Disclaimer: First, I would like to say that this story is in no way, shape or form associated with anyone who owns Harry Potter and Co. It's for my own sick amusement and enjoyment. Having said that, I'll move on to my own note.

This story will be fifteen chapters long and will be updated every Friday, most likely early in the morning (like within a few hours of midnight) and will have a five chapter sequel. The story is mostly written as of now (11 out of 15 chapters) and is merely getting fine tuned. I would like to thank my most amazing beta for helping me out. Were it not for her I would be lost, and not just with writing fic. My neuroticism is so out of control that I need near perfection before posting anything. Note, I said near perfection. Any mistakes in the story are mine, not not my beta's, as I read through it and make changes after she sends it back to me. I'm not perfect, even though I sometimes it sounds like I think I am.

Please be kind, read and review, and don't complain if the story isn't your cuppa. Lucius and Draco do get a bit frisky with each other in this one.

|1| - It Begins � Friday Afternoon � Various Places

A lone owl could be seen flying from the owelry of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. It winged its way over hills and fields until it reached its destination in Wiltshire where it swooped into the window of Lucius Malfoy�s study. The blond looked up and raised his brow as the owl landed in front of him on his desk. The owl held its leg out for him to see a letter attached to it, seemingly insisting that he take the letter. When he did, he saw it was addressed to him in an unknown hand.

He opened it and read. What he read made his eyes go wide, his jaw drop, and his trousers tighten.

Mr. Malfoy,

You know me, but you don�t know who I am. I have been watching you for some time now and I can�t help but think of you night and day. When I�m awake, I can�t help but think of what it would be like to have your love, to tell you that I love you. When I lay in bed at night and my hands roam my body, I try to imagine what your hands would feel like, touching me, kissing me, stroking me. As I begin to fall asleep I wonder what it would be like to fall asleep in your arms and when I finally do drop off I dream of you. Every night.

I know you could never, would never, want me let alone love me, but I had to let you know that there will never, ever be anyone I want or love as much as I want and love you. You deserve so much more than me and I know I could never be worthy of your attention or your affection. If you could just see me for whom I am and give me a chance� But no one sees the real me. Even you.

Every day I�m more surprised that I survived this war and every day I wonder how none of us could have ever known that you were on our side. Your son has never let on that he knew anything and, in fact, made us believe since we were all 11 that you could never be anything but evil. I know the truth. If you could ever give me a chance, I would die happy, but I know you have your wife. Hell, I don�t even know if you like men. There has never been anyone but you for me. Well, perhaps your son, but only because he reminded me of you. He would never want me either, it seems no one ever will.

The letter just ended abruptly, no signature or indication of who sent it, but if read between the lines it would be easy to deduce. Lucius didn�t read between the lines. He did, however, sit there in shock. The person who had written the letter was most obviously male and his son�s age, which meant he was in his seventh year of school and would be graduating in June. He was also lonely and thought no one could ever love him or want him. The fact that he was the object of someone�s fantasies at his age fed his ego and surprised him; he knew he looked excellent for fifty-one. Hell, he looked about thirty-five, but this was still unexpected.

He felt the young man�s pain and his heart clenched in his chest. He wouldn�t allow himself to cry, but he did come close. The amount of self-loathing this young man felt reminded him of himself, and Severus, when they had been so young and na�ve. If he could only find out whom this young man was�

It was a little known fact, meaning only his previous lovers were aware, that he preferred men and had only married Narcissa because his father forced him into it. In fact, she knew he was gay and hadn�t slept in the same wing of the Manor since Draco was conceived. She had her own lovers, as did he, and they were currently in the process, since Draco was legally an adult now, of getting a divorce. Now that his father was dead, Draco was of age, and there was nothing holding him in a loveless marriage, they were finally doing what they had always wanted to. They were friends, they had love for each other, but they had never been in love and they never would be.

The only other person who knew his preference was Draco and he supported him one hundred percent. Draco was aware that his parents were only friends and looking into a divorce, he couldn�t be happier. As long as his parents were happy, he was happy for them. He knew they loved him with all they were, so the least he could do was support them in their decision.

Lucius put the letter aside and, after pouring himself a brandy, he sat back to think over what he was going to do about this. It seemed as though a visit to Hogwarts to see his son was in order. Having made a decision, he went to pack some things, then sent off a letter to the Headmaster asking for permission to stay at the castle for a while so he could catch up with his son, regardless of the fact that he had seen him a mere few months before.

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A lot of things had changed at Hogwarts since the fall of Voldemort. Slytherins turned to the Light, Professor Snape grew a sense of humour and stopped torturing students as much, and Gryffindor shunned their Golden Boy. Draco had taken Harry under his wing after his friends had turned on him, making him an honorary Slytherin. One day, the blond went to his Head of House and demanded someone do something about how Harry was being treated in Gryffindor Tower. They couldn�t manage to get him re-sorted, the Headmaster and McGonagall both insisted nothing of the sort was going on, but they did manage to get him moved to the dungeons where they felt he would be safe.

Harry had adjusted to life in Slytherin much quicker and easier than Draco thought he would. He later found out the raven-haired young man should have been in Slytherin in the first place. Needless to say, Harry had no problems making the transition from Gryffindor to Slytherin, even though technically he was still a lion instead of a snake. House points earned and lost went to the red and gold, but he ate, lived, studied and hung around with the Slytherins. If anything, the change made his life better.

Snape was nicer to him and Draco and Blaise were his new best friends. All of the Slytherins who were doing well in subjects in which he was struggling made it a point to help him out; most of all Potions which Draco tutored him in, and his grades were lifting. Harry didn�t bother to even look at the Gryffindor table anymore and, since his lifelong ban on Quidditch still hadn�t been lifted, he didn�t have to worry about trying to fight Draco over the seeker position, ignoring the fact that he wouldn�t be allowed to play on the Slytherin house team anyhow. McGonagall ignored him as if he slighted her in some way; Dumbledore had used him and, once his usefulness was through, discarded him like all the rest had. This had left what pieces were left of Harry after the final battle to be picked up by the only ones willing, Severus and his Slytherins.

Before the war really began to heat up, Harry had had a few mishaps when it came to dating and didn�t figure out until his sixth year that he was gay. Cho had helped him in that regard, of course, but it was when he tried to date Lavender that it became utterly apparent. Coming out to his friends was another reason they abandoned him, even though being gay was common in the Wizarding World. Since the war ended, he found himself in love with the unattainable, so he settled for someone who could make him feel, someone who wouldn�t expect him to be serious in a relationship. Two someones, actually.

Draco and Blaise had been more than helpful when it came to teaching Harry about sex. He had never done more than kiss. Lavender had not wanted to do much more, so they hadn�t, and he was very grateful to have friends like them. If you had to learn these types of things, who better to teach you than your two best friends who just wanted to have a little harmless fun? The three of them had come to an understanding at the very beginning of their�relationship�and had agreed that nothing serious would come of it. They were just three guys who were attracted to each other and had sex. They comforted each other, both in bed and out, and there weren�t any friends closer than Blaise, Harry and Draco. Both Blaise and Draco knew Harry was in love with someone else, and though he hadn�t told them who it was, they both had their suspicions.

They never questioned him about it because they knew when he was ready to talk about it and tell them who it was that had won his heart, he would tell them everything. Severus was well aware of their relationship and had even placed the three boys in the same, private room. He knew Harry needed love, and even if it wasn�t from whom he needed or wanted it to be, it was love regardless. Draco and Blaise would be good to him no matter what, and they were just what he needed at the moment.

The same evening Lucius received his letter found the three young men in bed, lying on their stomachs, while they worked on their Potions essay which was due on Monday. It was a Friday night.

�D�you think Snape will go easy on us when he grades this?� Blaise asked absentmindedly.

Harry snorted as he chewed on his quill, �Blaise, when has Snape ever gone easy on us for anything? Hell may freeze over before that happens.�

Draco chuckled at his two friends and shook his head, �As long as we know the material and put a good effort into writing the damn thing, he can�t do anything but give us the grades we deserve. Now, quit your bitchin� and get to writing, losers. I want this done before long so we have tonight and the rest of the weekend to lounge around in bed.�

�Only you would think with your other head while writing a Potions essay, Drake,� Blaise said in an amused tone.

�Well, we�ve been so busy this week that we haven�t had any time for ourselves and I�m feeling neglected,� Draco huffed.

�Horny is more like it,� Harry muttered while scribbling another line on his roll of parchment.

The blond grabbed a pillow and hit him with it. �Well, excuse me if I am a very sexual person, Harry, but I need sex regularly to function properly. Just as you need caffeine.�

�Draco, you wouldn�t last one week without wanking, let alone getting head or a good fucking,� Harry said sarcastically.

�Mmm, and who was it last time that got the good fucking? I don�t seem to remember being the one taking it, but I do recall my cock up your arse while you screamed, �Gods, Draco, fuck me harder! Oh yes, right there! Unh!�,� he said in a falsetto voice, mimicking Harry.

Harry scowled, �Shut up, wanker.�

Blaise rolled into his back, laughing and holding his stomach, which set Draco off again, �Oh, you aren�t so high and mighty either, Blaise. I remember just the other day walking in on you sucking Harry off while you stroked yourself, moaning and cumming when Harry let loose on your face.�

This made Harry laugh while Blaise blushed and Draco smirked satisfactorily. Of course, all this talk of sex and blow jobs was making all of them a little randy. Harry squirmed against the mattress, which Draco noticed, and Blaise adjusted himself in his trousers. Draco wasn�t much better off himself, choosing to ignore his arousal until they got the damned essay finished.

He looked down at his roll of parchment, �Come on, guys, just a few more inches and then we can ravage each other all weekend. I know I�m not the only horny one, and I know I�m not the only one who was affected by that conversation.�

Harry grunted and went back to work on his essay while Blaise nodded and turned to his as well. In no time they were finished and it was just near dinner. Their sexual escapades would have to wait another hour or two. They made their way up to the Great Hall, Harry taking great care to ignore the Gryffindor table completely, and sat down with their fellow snakes. Dinner went quickly, the Gryffindors shooting nasty glares their way the whole time, with McGonagall and Dumbledore half ignoring, half encouraging it. Snape seethed at this display but tried his best to keep his cool, if only for Harry�s benefit.

Just as the Silver Trio, as people had taken to calling them, were leaving the Great Hall, a regal eagle owl swept in and landed in front of the Headmaster. Draco, out of the corner of his eye, recognized it as his father�s owl but kept moving along with his two friends towards the dungeons and their night of hedonistic pleasure; he wasn�t about to let anything his father had to say to the barmy old coot ruin his night of sex.

They slammed the door upon reaching their rooms and cast privacy wards as their clothes came off, falling wherever they were thrown to be picked up at a later time, most likely by a house-elf. Three naked, hard, eager bodies fell onto the overly large bed and began rubbing and grinding against each other as they moaned. Harry ended up in between Blaise and Draco on the bed, lying on his back while the two Slytherins lavished him with attention.

They bit his neck, laved his nipples, ravished his mouth, stroked his cock, until it was finally too much and he broke away. He turned on his side facing Draco and hooked his leg over the blond�s hip, giving Blaise access to him. The dark-haired Slytherin slid an oiled finger into him and he moaned into Draco�s mouth. Harry slid his hand down to tease at the blond�s straining erection as Blaise continued to prepare him, sliding another finger in and finger fucking him until he was stretched enough for another.

At this point, Draco turned over as well, presenting his back to Harry and pushed his leg forward in a mirror of the honorary Slytherin�s actions. Harry began to prepare the blond as Blaise kissed his shoulder. His head fell back and the dark-haired Slytherin claimed his mouth while his fingers worked on Draco, until finally Draco whined and begged for more.

Harry positioned himself against Draco�s opening, and even though he hadn�t prepared him as thoroughly as Blaise had him, it was well known to he and Blaise that Draco liked it a little rough. As Blaise pushed into him, he pushed into Draco. Both stilled, fully seated, for a few moments until both Draco and Harry were ready for more. Their rhythm was slow, but loving in its own way. They kissed and touched, pinched and stroked, moaned and groaned, until finally, about a half-hour later, they climaxed almost at the same time.

Harry was the first to go, having been doubly stimulated. Blaise was next, the tight, throbbing of Harry�s channel as he came pushing him over the edge. Draco followed shortly after, the noises of his two lovers climaxing doing him in. They lay there panting for a few moments, trying to regain their breath and energy, when they heard a soft chuckle from the doorway. All three of them blinked slowly, not entirely worried over who could have made it past their wards because there was only one person they knew who would even dare. Besides, they would all know that chuckle anywhere.

�Enjoy the show, Severus?� Draco drawled.

�Yes, quite a lot, actually. Of course, with the amount of times I�ve walked in on the three of you in various positions, nothing seems to phase me anymore,� he paused, �Actually, I�m getting quite worried about my libido if seeing the three of you in flagrante delicto so often does nothing for me anymore,� he finished dryly.

Snorting, Harry replied, �Maybe that�s because you�re a dirty old man who gets off, entirely too often I might add, on seeing his godson and his two friends having sex.�

�Yeah, what they said,� Blaise said while yawning.

�So eloquent, Mr. Zabini. You almost made me forget that you are, in fact, a pureblood and a Slytherin with that comment. However, I�m willing to let it slide.� Blaise shrugged. �Do the three of you think you could at least sit up and pull the sheet to cover you? We have something to discuss.�

Draco bolted up at hearing these words, knowing it had something to do with his father. Harry followed shortly after, pulling the sheet from the foot of the bed, and Blaise just kind of�laid there for a few more minutes while Severus took a seat and began talking.

�The Headmaster received a letter from your father, Draco.� At the blond�s nod of acknowledgement he continued, �He has requested guest quarters in the castle, within the dungeon, for an unknown period of time. Seems his excuse was because, and I quote, he wanted to �catch up with my son and spend some time with him before he graduates and leaves to live his own life�, which is a load of tripe, if you ask me. He has an ulterior motive and it�s going to be up to us to figure it out because Albus granted his request and sees nothing remiss about it.�

Throughout the whole speech, Harry�s face turned a brighter shade of red. Severus and Draco both noticed it, ignored it for the moment, but filed that little tidbit away for further examination at a later date. Blaise was, as usual, oblivious.

�He�s coming to stay here?� Draco said suspiciously. Nothing his father ever did was without a reason. For Lucius frickin� Malfoy to leave the comfort of his Manor to spend an interminable amount of time in a drafty old castle, in the dungeons no less, was highly suspicious and required some investigation.

�Yes, specifically in the dungeons. Now, I�m sure he doesn�t have a diabolical plan to off anyone,� he looked at Harry when he said this, �and I�m sure he actually does wish to spend some time with you, Draco. But what I�m not sure of is why he�s coming here when he could have just requested you go home for Christmas and every other holiday you are allowed to leave the grounds, which you do every year anyhow. Hell, he could have gone to Hogsmeade every weekend you�re allowed to visit to see you. He must be coming to see someone else as well.�

Draco rubbed his hand over his face as Harry tried to disappear into the bed. Blaise, still oblivious, was beginning to snore as he lay next to Harry. Glancing at Blaise, Severus shook his head before picking up where he left off.

�Draco, you do know your parents are getting divorced, right?� he asked carefully.

The blond looked up, �Of course I know, Severus. Do you really think they wouldn�t tell me something like that? I�m happy for them, actually. They were never in love and only married because it was expected of them.�

�Wait, your parents are getting divorced?� Harry asked out of nowhere.

Both Slytherins ignored him for the moment. �I assumed as much,� Severus said with a sigh. �Do you think that, perhaps, he has a lover at the castle?�

The Malfoy heir looked at him oddly for a moment before scoffing, �Severus, this is my father you�re speaking of. Do you really think he would have a lover here? I mean, who would it be? We both know he�s gay, so let�s go over who the males in the castle are. Filch, eww, don�t want to go there; Hagrid, just a little disturbing; Dumbledore, kill me now if it is; Binns, though I don�t think ghosts can get it up; you, but if it were you, you wouldn�t be asking. See my point?�

Harry blinked. �Wait, your father�s gay?� he asked, but again he was ignored.

Severus rolled his eyes, patiently gathering his resolve, �Draco, did it ever occur to you that he may be involved with a student? Most of the seventh years are of age. Of course, it would have to be someone in the dungeons, since he specifically requested a set of rooms here, so it must be a Slytherin. I know it�s not me, obviously not you, Blaise is out because he would have spilled his guts by now.�

Draco smirked, �You left out Harry, Sev.�

Harry shot the blond a glare, still a little tetchy about being ignored, to which Draco responded with a smug look. Severus shook his head, �Draco, not only is your father not aware of the fact that Harry lives in the dungeons, but do you really want to think about the fact that you just indicated your lover may be sleeping with your father?�

If Severus thought this remark would make either of the young men turn green, he was sorely mistaken.

�Sev, Harry�s hot, my father�s not bad looking and Harry�s not in love with me. I know he�s in love with someone, and if it were my father, I would say �Welcome to the family, Scarhead!�. I�m not worried about it. Besides, as you said, Father doesn�t know Harry lives down here, so it couldn�t be him.�

Harry felt left out of the conversation and was growing increasingly worried as well as agitated, �Well, what if it was me?� he asked, so softly that both Severus and Draco barely heard him.

Severus looked shocked, but Draco just smiled and pulled the smaller boy to him, �Harry, like I said, if it were, I would be happy for both of you.� The blond shot a sly look at Severus as he spoke, �I know you�re only fucking Blaise and me because we barely have anything else to do.� Draco paused and smirked at Severus. �Of course, we have a horrible Potions professor who works us to the bone, day and night -"

�Watch it, Draco,� Severus said menacingly, though there was no bite to his words.

�You know we love you, Sevvie-Poo,� Draco said with a cheeky grin.

Harry burst out laughing and Blaise woke up, bolting up into a sitting position on the bed while shouting, �It wasn�t my fault, the stable boy fell into my bed!�

His outburst made the other three crack up laughing and he glared at them half-heartedly, then lay back down and pulled the covers up, muttering about greasy gits, bouncing ferrets and bloody boy wonders. This just made them crack up more and, eventually, they did calm down enough to stop laughing.

�Right,� Severus said, �I�ll just leave you three to sleep�or do whatever it is you do when there�s only the three of you in here. Draco, your father will be here tomorrow for brunch.�

The blond nodded and Severus bade them goodnight before walking out and resetting their wards. Harry sighed and threw himself onto the bed while Draco watched, amused. He shook his head and lay down next to his lover, pulling him close and curling into him.

�You know, my father is practically single; the divorce will be final within a month, at the most,� he said softly.

Harry knew it was pointless to try and lie to Draco once he had figured something out, and it was completely obvious that Draco had him figured out. The only thing left to do was damage control.

�Draco, there�s no way in Hell your father would ever give me a first glance, let alone a second. And before you argue with me, you know I�m right. Draco, he�s your father, he�s old enough to be my father. He�s gorgeous and could have anyone he chooses-�

Draco cut him off, �Harry, how many times have you told me how much like my father I look?�

�Erm�a lot, but that�s not the point-�

�Harry, it is the point. I choose to be with you, why wouldn�t he?�

�Draco, damn it, you�re not just with me, you�re with Blaise as well. And you know damn well none of us are in love, we�re not even technically in a relationship. We�re just three friends who get off together so we don�t have to deal with all the shit of a relationship,� Harry said heatedly.

The blond rolled Harry onto his back and straddled him, holding him down so he couldn�t get away. Harry struggled for a moment until Draco grabbed his hands and held them above his head, moving his face just inches from Harry�s, their noses almost touching.

�Harry Potter, you are more than worthy of my father. He would be a fool for not seeing how amazing you are and I�ll be sure to let him know just that when I get the chance to,� he said forcefully.

Harry whimpered and begged him softly, �Please, Draco, you can�t tell him it was me. You can�t tell him how I feel, he would never understand. He would laugh in my face and turn me down-�

Draco narrowed his eyes, �What do you mean he can�t know it was you? What did you do, Harry?�

�I sent a letter,� Harry said softly, averting his eyes, �telling him how I feel without telling him who I was. I sent it earlier today. In fact, it should have gotten there long ago and may actually be why he�s coming tomorrow. But you can�t let him know it was me, Draco. Please!�

�Harry, he wouldn�t turn you down! The fact that he�s coming here to stay for an unknown amount of time, in a castle he hates, in the dungeons, using the excuse that he wants to spend time with me, indicates that he�s interested in whoever wrote the damn letter!�

�The minute he found out it was me he would leave and then I would know for a fact that the one I love could never want me. Don�t you see that?� Harry said exasperatedly.

Draco sighed and leaned in to kiss him softly, �But Harry, don�t you see that he is interested and wouldn�t turn you away?�

Tears formed in the green eyes and he whispered, �If I lived the rest of my life, loving him but not knowing for a fact that he couldn�t ever love me back, then I would die without ever having my heart broken from rejection. Should he ever find out and reject me, it would kill me slowly for the rest of my days. I would rather live with my fantasy than have it shattered by reality.�

�Oh, Harry, we�ll figure it out,� Draco said, as he wiped the other boy�s tears away.

�Promise me you won�t tell him,� he begged.

�I can�t promise you that, love, but I will promise you that I�ll do everything in my power to make sure you don�t get hurt. Deal?�

Harry sniffed and nodded.

�Good. Now let�s go to bed. Father�s going to be here for brunch and we both have to get our beauty sleep and wake up early enough so I can make the two of us look ab fab for when he sees us,� Draco said haughtily, acting every bit the Malfoy.

The honorary Slytherin laughed and nodded, snuggling up to the blond and settling in for the night. As soon as they got comfortable, Blaise found his way over to them and threw an arm over Harry�s waist as he buried his face in the back of his neck and sighed. Harry giggled and kissed Draco one last time before they snuggled down and went to sleep.

To be continued next week...
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