HARRY POTTER

THE MALFOY-BLACK SECRET

When Sirius was fifteen, he started having an affair with Lucius Malfoy. It wasn't supposed to be about feelings. He wasn't supposed to fall for the man. And Lucius wasn't supposed to fall for Sirius. But they're together through everything, from the First Wizarding War to the Second. And that's only the beginning.

Author's Note:

Main Pairing: Sirius Black/Lucius Malfoy

Warnings: Underage sex, graphic violence, m/m sex, adultery, underage smoking, and also spoilers for all seven Harry Potter books.

Disclaimer: The Harry Potter world and it's characters are owned by J.K. Rowling, various publishers worldwide, and Warner Bros. I own nothing but the plot and make no money from this story.

PART ONE: THE AFFAIR

1975-1976

Chapter One: It Begins

The wedding was in full swing now. Champagne was flowing freely. There was good food, expensive food, and expensive... well, everything. The tables, the table covers, the chairs and flowers and place settings... it was all a bit much in Sirius Black's opinion.

Sirius was standing off to the side watching people with too much money converse about stupid things like duck liver and politics and who was shagging who. Sirius didn't care and he was starting to regret going to the stupid wedding.

His mother and father had demanded it of him. Well, his father had demanded it, his mother had slapped him around until he agreed. Sirius was in his fifth year at Hogwarts. Not yet fully grown but not the boy he had been, Sirius was tall and thin with black hair that fell to his shoulders and stormy grey eyes. A handsome young man, his face was currently marred by a thin cut that had been inflicted by his mother's wedding ring.

Sirius sipped his butterbeer and sighed. He'd been hoping to avoid the wedding or maybe sneak off. It was being held at Malfoy Manor and he knew there'd be some dark, seedy stuff around that he could use to blackmail someone.

Finishing his drink, Sirius left the glass on a table and made his way through the crowd, artfully dodging his drunker, wealthier family members in search of something a little stronger then butterbeer. He managed to hide from his brother, Regulus, who was trying and failing to chat up a much older Bellatrix Black. Sirius rolled his eyes. Why pure-bloods felt the need to marry family members was beyond him.

Finding a trolley of firewhiskey, Sirius grabbed a bottle and stuffed it into his dress robes. Another requirement of Mummy dearest; Sirius had to look his best for Cissy's wedding. His best involved sticking a Gryffindor pin to his cloak just to annoy all the Slytherin's his family had.

A few minutes later Sirius was walking through the trees that circled Malfoy Manor, pulling the cork from the firewhiskey and swallowing a few mouthfuls It burned nicely down his throat and Sirius smiled, glad to at least be having a little fun. He'd been pulled out of Hogwarts, away from Quidditch and his mates, for this stupid shindig; he could at least have some fun.

He found a small lake bordered by flowers and grass and little marble seats. There was a gazebo directly before him but Sirius avoided that in case any other family members went for a stroll. He sat with his back to a large tree, head tilted back as he sipped from the firewhiskey bottle.

Two more years, he told himself. Two more years and I can leave this shit hole behind.

'It's not polite to steal from your host.'

Sirius jumped and looked up, searching for the owner of the voice.

'You scare easily, young Master Black.'

Sirius scowled as he got to his feet, turning to find the person. 'What do you want, Malfoy?'

Lucius Malfoy was a tall, broad twenty-year-old with long blonde hair and pale grey eyes. His hair was currently tied back, leaving his smooth, angular face for all to see. He smiled down at Sirius, at least a head taller then him. He was wearing his best dress robes, the small ensemble no doubt costing a year's salary to any normal family.

'I'm just enjoying my afternoon, Black,' Lucius said pleasantly, voice cold and aloof.

'Well go enjoy it somewhere else,' Sirius said. He did not want to spend any more time with his new cousin then he had to. Lucius was a stuck up snob, a man used to getting what he wanted. There were also rumours that he'd thrown himself in with You-Know-Who, what with his father being a Death Eater and all.

What was worse was Sirius' attraction to the older man. Though Malfoy was a snob, a real prat, he was still ridiculously gorgeous. Sirius always suffered from his looks, his cologne, his general person. He hated that he found the older wizard so attractive but there wasn't a lot he could do.

'This is my house and my grounds, Black, I can be where I want,' Lucius said, voice edging towards irritation.

Sirius smirked. If he could annoy Lucius and get him to shout maybe his day could be salvaged.

'What's the matter, Luce?' Sirius sneered. 'Narcissa already annoying you?'

Lucius scowled but turned away, linking his fingers behind his back. He looked out across the lake, back to Sirius.

'I mean, I know how annoying women can be and Cissy takes the cake,' Sirius continued, ignoring the way Lucius' back tensed. 'To marry her... damn, you must be desperate.'

Suddenly Lucius was in his face, slamming Sirius into a tree and making him drop his firewhiskey.

'Oi, that was good alcohol,' Sirius said, breathing heavily as Lucius leaned forward.

'Why must you antagonise everyone you meet, Black?' the Malfoy heir demanded. 'All your family asks of you is that you shut up and do as you're told. Why must you fight everyone?'

Sirius glared at him, face inches from Lucius' own. 'I'm not going to spend my life doing what they want,' he told Malfoy. 'I'm my own person, got it? I don't care what they think.'

Lucius was silent, eyes roaming over Sirius' face. It seemed a very personal gesture and despite himself, Sirius felt his face heat up. 'Even if your family disowns you?' Lucius asked.

Sirius blinked. 'What?'

'You will continue to fight them, to argue, even if it means you get nothing? Even if it means your family walks away, leaving you?'

Sirius swallowed and tried to stand taller but Lucius had him pinned by the shoulders. 'I don't care about money,' he said. 'And they're not my family if they disown me because of who I am. I won't let them decide my present, my future, my sexuality, or who I am.' Lucius inhaled sharply. 'You only get one chance at life, Malfoy,' Sirius said, 'and I intend to live my life as I see fit. I won't let others dictate what I do.'

There was silence as both wizards stared at each other, Sirius scowling, Lucius with an eyebrow raised. Suddenly the taller man shifted and his crotch pressed into Sirius' leg. Sirius gasped at the hardness he felt there and looked up.

Lucius crushed their lips together, kissing Sirius as hard and bruising as he could. Sirius couldn't help the moan that escaped from deep inside his throat and his arms came up, fingers threading through Lucius' tied back hair and pulling.

Lucius pushed their bodies together, effectively rutting their crotches against one another and sending tingling sensations through Sirius' body. The young Black heir would be lying if he said he'd never imagined kissing Lucius Malfoy. For all his pure-blood shit, Malfoy was still a very good looking man. Sirius had had a crush on him for years.

'What do you do to me, Black?' Lucius hissed as they broke apart. He pressed hard kisses to Sirius' jaw, sucking back and nipping on the smooth skin he found. 'Why can't I stop thinking about you?'

'Because Cissy's a prude?' Sirius said.

Lucius slammed him into the tree again and Sirius gasped, looking up into Lucius' furious grey eyes. 'That's my wife,' he hissed.

'And yet here you are, kissing a fifteen-year-old boy,' Sirius said, 'on your wedding day.'

There was a moment of tense silence before Lucius leaned forward to capture Sirius' lips again. This kiss was just as fierce, just as passion driven as the first. Both moaned, licking and biting, pushing and shoving as they tried to meld their bodies together. Lucius had never felt anything as fiery as Sirius Black, had never kissed someone with this much passion; need and hate, anger and lust, there were so many emotions fuelling what he was doing it was making Malfoy's head spin.

But he couldn't forget that he was currently at his own wedding, his new bride no doubt looking for him. And the boy he was kissing... was a boy. It was wrong, illegal, even though there was only a five year age gap.

Lucius broke the kiss and Sirius scowled. He felt a sting of rejection that was quickly wiped away when he saw the need in Lucius' eyes.

'We can't do this, not here,' Lucius said, licking his swollen lips.

'Are you saying you want to do it again?' Sirius asked, hope blooming in his chest. Now that he had tasted the forbidden fruit, he couldn't deny that he wanted more.

Lucius fixed his robes and had to re-tie his hair. 'I don't know what it is about you, Black,' Lucius said, eyes never leaving Sirius' face. 'But it's been there for a while.'

Sirius' heart was beating painfully quickly. 'What does that mean?' he asked.

Lucius had fixed his clothes and he stepped forward, Sirius backing himself into the tree. Lucius' hand came up to cup his jaw, thumb running over his skin. 'I'm saying meet me in Hogsmeade next Thursday night. Can you be at the Hog's Head at eight?'

'You want me to sneak out of school?' Sirius asked.

The taller wizard chuckled. 'Don't pretend you've never done that before, Black.' He leaned forward and brushed his lips along Sirius', making the young Gryffindor moan. 'Will you be there?'

All Sirius could do was nod and Lucius pressed their lips together quickly. Sirius would never, ever be able to forget the soft feeling of those lips, or the breath that washed over him as Lucius pulled away. He'd never forget the taste of Lucius' mouth, or the way his tongue had stroked his own.

With one last chaste kiss, Lucius was gone, leaving Sirius to slide to the ground. He grabbed the bottle of firewhiskey and guzzled down a few mouthfuls. His trousers felt way too tight and his head way too light.

He had just made out with Lucius Malfoy...

... and had plans to do so again.

Sirius groaned and let his head fall back. He didn't know how his life had changed this quickly... but damned if he wasn't going to get everything out of this situation that he could.

Author's Note: So yes, this is my first Harry Potter fic... well it's the first I've truly got into and been able to write. Let me know what you think, reviews are always welcome, and please go easy on me, I'm new to this pairing and writing this world.

So anywho, I have no idea how many chapters there will be, but there will probably be three or four parts. Enjoy!

{Dreamer}