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The Tale of One Harry Potter and Lucius Malfoy	By : zeldaofarel Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Lucius Views: 27839 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 1: Out with the Old, in with the New
Darkness. It was only that one word that could be used to define the surroundings of Lucius Malfoy from the day that he was thrown into Azkaban. Not the kind of darkness that was made softer by small flickers of light from the Moon or perhaps some stars, but the sheer lack of any illumination. It was the kind that confused the mind into thinking that there was an infinite expanse of space around the person. He felt that he could walk forever in it and not touch upon a single object. It felt oddly frightening. Whoever had come up with it had probably feared being cast into nothingness the most. Since there were no Dementors around anymore, the prisoners would have had an easy time while spending their punishment. So they cast on all the cells the spell of infinite darkness. Lucius Malfoy decided that he would have preferred the company of Dementors.
He needed to get out, that much was for certain. However, the how was a rather big problem. When he was captured in the Ministry only a few days prior, he had hoped to receive a fair trial. Well, not exactly fair, since he was prepared to bribe whomever he needed to in order to get out, just like he had before. The problem was Potter, as usual. Since the sighting of the Dark Lord and the posthumous clearing of Sirius Black's name, Harry Potter had been publicly declared sane again. Thus when he told everyone that Lucius Malfoy was a full fledged Death Eater, they believed him. The result of his claim was that they didn't feel the need to even hold a trial and simply threw him into a cell in Azkaban.
Most undignified. He was used to crystal goblets, fine silverware and delicate china. Now he had to eat Gods know what with ... he decided he didn't even want to think about the things that he did when his body called for nourishment. Or the other thing he did when he had to answer his body's needs. Yes, for Lucius Malfoy, the fall had been rather abrupt, and went so deep, he had ended up in hell. The absurdity of it almost made him laugh, since Wizards did not believe in hell.
His thoughts were bordering on insane, he knew that very well as he tried to feel out what passed for his bed and sat on it. He had to focus on finding a way to get out of his predicament. The only question was how, since he had no visitors, no one to talk to or convince that he should be outside for some reason. However, he did not want to be defeated. He was the great Lucius Malfoy and if there was anyone who could find a way out, it would be him.
Ugh, how?
He scratched his head and stopped. His hair, once fine and golden, soft as a feather, was tangled, dirty and as greasy as his good friend's, Snape's. He decided he better not touch his hair. Thoughts wondering off in inappropriate direction again. Focus, Lucius Malfoy.
He sighed.
Lucius lay back on his bed and closed his eyes. He had decided a day ago that he preferred the darkness offered by his own eyelids to the darkness outside. That also had the benefit of allowing his body the chance to relax enough to give in to the pull of sleep, and another day passed while he slumbered in his tiny cell.
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Lucius opened his eyes and he could have sworn that he was dreaming. Only in his dreams did he see light and around him there was definitely light. It hurt his eyes tremendously and he had to shut them again. However, the need to just enjoy such glow was too great and soon enough he was squinting again, trying to force his eyelids into submission and stay open. Mind over matter, Lucius.
He looked around, trying to take in his surroundings once he was fully able to use his viewing organs again. Viewing organs, what a strange name to call eyes. Insane thoughts again, Lucius, surely the long solitude had addled your brain. How long had it been anyway? He had lost any concept of time in there. Stay on the subject.
Looking around, yes. Well, he decided that he was in some sort of a medical room. There were potion bottles aligned on some shelves against one wall, neatly labelled. He realised that they were done with the familiar and careful script of Severus Snape. On either side of his bed there was one more sleeping accomondation, though probably not enough to cater for the medical needs of many patients, the room was not big enough to hold more. He was clean, he realised. He didn't feel the remains of water or soap on his skin, thus probably spell was used on his body and clothes to clean it. But who...?
The answer was sitting on a chair beside his bed. Harry Potter was staring at him, his cool gaze nothing like he had ever seen on the boy before. In fact, Lucius found himself oddly naked as he was perused by the boy. No, actually, the man. His pose spoke of a quiet confidence and his eyes held a calculating look perfectly unlike the boy Lucius had come to know and despise. He found himself even slightly afraid of the strange apparition. No, not afraid, intrigued by him, perhaps, but Malfoys feared no one. So he sat up straight, held his head high and narrowed his eyes on the young man before him.
Harry Potter was clearly amused by his actions, if his smirk was any indication.
�I see Azkaban has not broken you,� he remarked.
Lucius merely shrugged to indicate that nothing could break him.
�Good. This would be too easy if it had,� Harry just smiled wider as he said this.
Lucius forced himself not to shudder at the tone he used that held none of its usual warmth that even he had come to expect of the young man.
�Why am I ... here?� he finally managed to ask the question that had been nagging him. However, he intended for his own voice to be sure and steady, not croak halfway as it did. Obviously, it had gotten unused to the strain of speech.
Potter merely cocked his head. Still highly amused he was.
�Why, to fulfil my pleasure, of course,� he said, not revealing his true meaning behind the words.
The man before him forced himself to shudder at the possible indications. He had been serving under the Dark Lord for too long, he managed to convince himself. His mind went to torture and blow-jobs too fast.
His face must have revealed some of his thoughts as Harry Potter sniggered before him.
�I meant, I wish to extract information out of you, of course,� he almost laughed right into Lucius' face.
The man scolded at himself. Harry Potter was playing a mind game before him and he was winning. Against him, the prefect Slytherin, the King of Mind Games. He had to step up his game. Wasn't that a very Muggle phrase? Again, focus, Lucius, you cannot let the brat do this to you.
�What do you wish to know?� he calmed himself and raised an eyebrow. There, back on track.
�What makes Voldemort tick, of course. I want to know everything about the bastard,� Potter leaned in closer to Lucius, fixing his emerald eyes on the man's silver ones. �How he thinks, how he acts, how he sleeps, what he eats, and when he does these. Who he fucks, if he does anyone, who he tortures. I want to know his dreams, desires, fears and hopes. I want to know everything so that I can find a way to finally send him to the footnotes of history where he belongs. I'm going to beat him and I'm going to use you to do that, Lucius Malfoy.�
Lucius shivered. The raw power that was seeping out of the boy.... It intrigued him, made him wonder, made him want to bow down and kiss his toes. However, most of all, it made him so hard that he could hardly resist not to beg the young man in front of him to shag him like there's no tomorrow.
Lucius groaned inwardly. He did not just think those things. He was in deep trouble. Harry Potter was fast becoming his new Lord and he found himself wanting it more than anything for a long time. He never thought himself a passionate man, however, he was just proving himself otherwise.
To be continued...
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