Merlin, this is a new change for me to share publicly!
Warnings: Cuss, sensitive, Slashes (MxM), Doms/Subs, Pets/Slaves/Masters/Owners, violence, dark, lemon, mpregs, blood
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War could have meant many things, but the headmaster, he knew what true war had meant. He was the last survivor of the war he fought against Grindelwald. He used to see him as a friend, but his friend turned for the worse each year and nothing to restore the familiar friendship. They fought for years to the point…he had to protect the world from him. He had to stop him and Grindelwald was defeated. It was a harsh battle, so much sacrifices, time, desperation, and magic into this war. They fought for days, Albus barely slept those times and kept his guards up at the upmost times. The wizards, witches, squibs, muggles, and creatures remained away from them for so long…until his sister was involved. The heart aching and devastating loss was his own sibling that cost him and caused the greater magic to burst into action. Grindelwald did not know such power that Albus held and not once has he ever feared the man.
It was nothing like what Albus has ever done, but he sighed. Here in his office, he knew that deep regret of letting his emotions to get the better of him. The killing an old friend was by that uncontrolled magic of his…he regretted it every second of it. The wand was a reminder of everything, but it kept most of his magic calm. No one knew the truth of that war except for his brother. Since then, he swore no one would suffer the same faith he went through, but everything changed. The prophecy on the innocent baby and the war, he planned ahead and thought about the best he could think of. There were little chances of knowing ahead, but he managed well enough.
"Headmaster," The deep concern grew…
Albus lifted his head and turned to his head, "Come on in, Severus," His hand gestured the bowl, "Lemon drop, my boy?"
The potion master shook his head, "No…He called, sir. I am afraid this might be urgent."
The blue eyes blinked and straightened his back in his chair, "What is it?"
The black eyes met the elder's, "He plans to seek the boy harmlessly and then, take him. He mentioned there is more than he has discovered and preferred the boy on his side immediately." He frowned, "He threatened to harm us if anything happens to the boy."
The elder's cheeks struck cold from the sound of it and he dashed out of his seat without a second to waste. He rushed over to the fireplace and faced his spy.
"You will contact Sirius and inform him that his godson will be living with him, starting today. We will add in a new ward to protect them." Albus demanded.
Severus accepted it and watched the headmaster disappeared with the floo network.
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Harry did not question much and he was rather grateful to be living with his godfather from now on. At least, Sirius was beyond happy and pleased to the news. It was rather urgent, that's what caused Harry to notice. If anything, the headmaster was protecting him without the need to explain. Sirius did not want to hear the explanation since he wanted to have celebration with his godson for living in the house of Black.
If anything, Harry got his homework out of the way two weeks ago and spent time with cooking and baking in the kitchen. Sirius didn't mind at all and mentioned it would only be something to do, but not expected. Harry found it much relaxing and at ease to be in the kitchen. With the knowledge on having unlimited food, he wouldn't have to worry about not eating today or the next days.
"Hey Pronglets," The tone was different for a change in the godfather.
Harry glanced up at the man, "Hello Siri, what's up?"
The grey eyes glanced around and to his godson, "A house elf came and said that we're having visitors today."
His eyebrow raised, "Did the house elf say who specifically?"
Sirius shrugged, "Probably one of Dumbledore's house elves."
The boy-who-lived accepted the possibility and assumed it might be something related to Voldemort this time. Unless he would be forced to move back to his relative, then he would argue that he can defend himself rather than living with the abuse by those muggles.
"So, when are they coming?"
"In a minute, I think tea would be a good idea for guests."
Harry nodded and began to prepare before the guests arrives. Sirius tilted his head and headed to his fireplace was held at. The footsteps were easily heard for the golden boy and he gathered a few cups.
"GET OUT! YOU ARE NOT WANTED! OUT!" Sirius was easily heard throughout the entire house.
With a head turn, that made him weary and drew out his wand. He rushed out of the kitchen into the living room without much of a second thought. The double blond in his sight, now he realized why his godfather reacted so upsettingly. He held up his wand at the unwanted guests now.
"What do you two want?" His voice was emotionless.
Lucius held up his chin, admired the better reaction than the first time. He was not lifting his cane and neither was his son wielding out his wand. There was much calmness in the blond man without a doubt.
"I would like to discuss with Lord Black, to provide a better protection, and unlikely for him to get his hands on you, Mr. Potter. With Lord Black as your guardian, it would be beneficial for everyone."
The emerald eyes narrowed, "And if I find out that you bring me to him. Not only would I kill him, but you as well, got it?"
The stiff nod showed, "Of course, Mr. Potter, if it comes to that, I will accept my faith to you."
Harry lowered his wand, but in sight, "Sirius, you did say we have guests and they are not here to threaten us. So, let's treat them that way. I better not expect yelling and you know what happens when I hear yells."
Sirius chuckled nervously, "And I apologizes, Harry, I'll arrange something later." He turned his attention to 'so-called' enemy, "What is it that you need to discuss?"
Lucius held up his chin high, "Draco, why don't you assist Mr. Potter with tea arrangement and lunch? I believe this will be a long day."
"Yes, father," Draco looked at his school rival expectedly.
Harry figured privacy was needed for the Lords in this house and led the way without questions. Sirius would tell him anyway, so he had no doubts. Sirius was still guarded on his part, but willing to accept this form of treatment.
While the young boys went to the kitchen, Lucius gestured to the couch and Sirius accepted.
"Help yourself," He figured he could try, perhaps it would benefit him later, "So, what is it that you wish to discuss?"
Lucius lifted and did a quick muffilo charm, "I am not certain what you know of, but the dark lord is planning much different now."
His brow raised, "I noticed the headmaster's behavior with making Harry move here. I take it that you are still a deatheater," He spat.
His shoulders straightened back, "Only to survive. He seeks, not only to have your godson, Sirius, but my son as well. The dark lord plans to use my son to kill his classmates, expected to torture them, kill them, and leaves it to the point the school abandoned before winter. He does not possess the killing, Sirius, and I suspect you will agree to what I will be mentioning soon."
This was a major step back for Lord Black. He has not once seen this side of Lucius before, especially when it came to his own son. He deeply considered into this and realized that Harry could lose the people he cares about. If Sirius knew, he would be horribly blamed for. Two years ago, it was too much for everyone…
Sirius shook his head mentally and regained his focus to his current guest. He could tell there would be no duels. It would be mainly negotiations until the matter is resolved.
"What are you considering to handle this sudden approach? If it is having your son live with me, I don't see how since the wards aren't that great of protection…aside from oblivious to where he's being located." He crossed his arms, eyeing every movement on the guest.
Lucius hummed quietly, "It was one of the ideas, but no. I am offering Draco to marry Harry. This way, it would keep them safe and provide access to homes that Harry owns. There are several high security wards for the Potter mansions and manors. We would move in once they are wedded and remain safe from him."
The grey eyes snapped open, "Are you mad? To arrange marriage like this?"
His head shook, "No," His hand brushed back the long hair, "Besides, we need both of them safe. Once he is gone, we can provide them lovers on the side of their marriage and it would not change."
Sirius froze. The words were important and so was his godson. If anything, he did promise Lily and James to keep their son safe as much as he could. For so many years, he couldn't do that until now. An opportunity to make it up for so many long years that he was unable to do so. He crossed his arms and considered it for a while. It was not an arrangement something so risky, but beneficial for one and another.
His eyes narrowed at the blond, "If we are to arrange their marriage, I will expect total privacy of their wedding and that includes the reporters. I won't tolerate favoritism in Harry's family. He will expect fairness and mind you, he has rules too."
Lucius nodded once, "For Draco, he keeps his surname and have his heritage only to himself."
The men stared heavily against each other with thick silence. The uncertainty on the results of their discussion, however, Sirius knew too well when it came with the House Lords and responsibilities. The house lords cannot deny arranged marriage – unless they were nontraditional type of family. Unfortunately, The House of Black happened to be one of the traditional and they held pride in arranging marriages. There were very few people had such luck to escape in those circumstances. Some would already have contracts with magical binding or to suffer the consequences.
"My godson will wed your son in our agreements and only for their safety." Sirius offered his hand.
A grateful smile appeared, "Only for their safety." He accepted the man's hand and shook.
Lucius removed the charm and allowed Lord Black to lead the way to the kitchen, as their boys were located currently. As they entered, Harry was on the left end of the counter table, while Draco was on the right end of the table, and they were drinking tea while menace glaring upon their school rival.
Lucius tucked in his cane into his long robe, "Lord Black, why don't you announce the news?"
The boys fixated their attention to the adults, unaware of what was going on, and waited cautiously. Harry did not understand the need of the charm recently, which only muffled their voices and unclear to what was truly spoken. Draco showed too much confident about being told in everything generally. Sometimes, the boy-who-lived couldn't stand such prick, let alone in his permanent home.
Sirius clapped his hands, "Okay, kiddos, both of you are getting married and can't say no about this. Lucius feels it would keep you both safe." He tried to keep it straight to the point.
"What!" The young blond nearly fell off the chair.
Harry shot his head over to the young Malfoy with a startling look alone. There was something in his eyes with confusion, shock, and…disappointing? Sirius knew how to read his godson well enough, even if they hadn't spent that much time together like always.
"But, father! I can't marry Potter!" A typical whine for the rich spoilt brat.
The elder Malfoy stared at his son, "You know this very well, Draco. You are to wed Harry and that is the final decision. He does meet the requirement and your mother has already approved of him. Now, stop this nonsense and deal with it. At least he-"
"-What of the other candidates?" Draco cried, marched back up on his feet to the ground, "Pansy? Smith? Gr-"
"Mr. Potter is the candidate, Draco, you will accept what has been decided. You will wed him, consummate, and continue marriage with him."
"I'll divorce him if I m-"
Sirius jerked his head, "And you do that, you will lose to all the privilege alone and destroy your reputation. Be a Malfoy for once and grow up."
The young Malfoy glared at him, "I am not going to have my kids land in Gryffindor house and Slytherin House. I thought I'm supposed to wed someone who is a Slytherin only for generations?" He glared at his father.
"Your children will still be landing into Slytherin, do not worry about the other houses." Lucius huffed softly.
Draco froze at his father's words. That what was not what he had in mind for the reply, especially to hear he could still reproduce with…Potter? Now, he did not know what to think of. Sirius watched the father and son interacting for long while and knowing it was not an easy task on hands. Above all, he realized Harry was not in the kitchen with them. Did the boy used the cloak to leave unnoticed? Sirius slipped out of the kitchen as he heard their conversation about children, as it seemed to be a difficult topic as it went on. He found his godson sitting in front of the fireplace on the floor. The emerald eyes watched the fire blazing as bright it would ever be. It brought the emerald eyes dancing and swimming in various emotions in one.
The godfather joined next to him and patted his shoulder to alert him of his presence. Harry glanced at him briefly and back to staring at the livingly fire.
"Sorry about the arranged marriage, but…I have to follow the house lord laws and he was opening the negotiation that I cannot and could not refuse. All heirs and godchild are accounted for and…I made sure that turns out respectful, kid."
His shoulders dropped, "Malfoy isn't thrilled with the arrangement, but…how are we supposed to have kids or heirs if I'm marrying him?" He frowned.
Sirius jolted, "Harry, didn't you know wizards can get pregnant?"
Harry pulled back to get a good look at the man next to him, "Wizards…pregnant?"
Sirius shook his head and patted the young boy's back to assure him that he would learn. He began to explain that magic core within wizards were able to form into an egg during consummation and develops within time, which is slower than witches. He pointed out a spell that would allow the activity, but worn off the pregnancies from happening. Harry was curious and seemed a little hopeful, but he was still fearful and cautious about this overall arranged marriage coming up. Sometimes, they could hear yelling in the other room and Harry winced when it gotten louder. Sirius pitied the kid inside of his heart, knowing that yelling bothered Harry and affected him personally. So much happened over the past two years and nothing could end that problem alone.
With the boy heading into his last year of Hogwarts, it would not be something to add on to become a parent unaware or his future-husband informing him when almost two months pregnant or so. Sirius did not know who would be the carrier, but he decided to refrain from that idea alone until the situation would come up or never.
For now, helping Harry to wrap his mind about today would be the best thing to do for his godson.
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