Title:Flying by the water

Author:deliciously forbidden

Summary: As Harry starts his 7th year at Hogwarts he finds himself kidnapped and tortured to become Voldemort's pet until help comes from an unexpected person in a really funny way. To survive they now have to stick together.

Pairings: Harry/Lucius

Rating: PG-13 (eventual M), rape, violence

Spoilers/Warnings: Everything up to and including Deathly Hollows

Disclaimer: Not mine but J.. No money is being made. Please don't sue.

Authors' Note: Merry Christmas everybody and Happy New Year !

Chapter 4 : The new quarters

Harry woke up abruptly. He had spent the rest of the ride in a forced sleep where nightmares followed each other. He tried to calm down and looked around him. He was in a small room on a single bed. There was a desk along a wall, a closet and a simple wooden door. There was no window so he didn't know what time it was. He got out of the bed and wandered towards the door and opened it. He found himself in a small and dark corridor with looked like a staircase at the end of it. He heard nothing like torturing nor screams of hurt that could indicate to him if he was in any kind of danger so he guessed Voldemort wasn't around. He went down the stairs and found Lucius Malfoy sitting on a coach drinking a glass of alcohol like he had nothing better to do.

"Excuse me?" Harry asked. Lucius turned around.

"Oh, you're awake". He put down the glass on a small table and stood up to face Harry.

"Where the hell are we? Where's Voldemort? How long did I sleep? And how come there's no windows?" Harry was feeling a bit confused about the situation and so many questions needed answers.

"Calm down Potter, that's far too many questions at a time. I can't tell you where we are but I can assure you that there's no Dark Lord in the surroundings. We are in a hide out, hence the lack of windows. And I think the last question was how long you slept? Well the potion was effective for ten hours but you've been out for at least two days I think". Lucius just sat down again and took a sip of his glass.

"What? Two holly fucking days? You're kidding me right? And why the hell am I here? With you moreover?" Harry was having a hard time figuring out the meaning of all of this and was a bit sceptical at Lucius's story.

"I thought you were supposed to be intelligent Potter. But I guess Gryffindors only act with there instincts and not with much reasoning. You are here so Voldemort won't use you against the people you want to defend. And I'm here because I'm the one who took you here." Lucius took another sip from his glass, his mask of coolness still in place on his face like it was an ordinary day.

"Do you think that will make you king of a good guy Malfoy? 'Cause for me you'll always be a Death Eater who licks Voldemort's feet" Harry was starting to get angry. Why the hell was he stuck here with this man. He had to find a way to contact Dumbledore without Malfoy knowing.

"Do you plan to stand here and glare at me for a long time?" Lucius arched an eyebrow inquisitor.

Harry started to laugh nervously. "Right, you're going to make me believe that you, Lucius Malfoy, turned down your Dark Lord to save me? I'm not buying it".

"Whatever you want to believe Potter, I saved your miserable life and sentenced mine on the way to make this possible. So now we are both hiding for the time you'll need to get back on track." He said that so matter of factly that Harry was a bit stunned during 5 seconds. But then he recomposed himself and attacked Lucius with all the rage that had built up during his captivity. He took Lucius by the collar and pinned him down on the sofa, Harry on top.

"Get back on track? What the hell that's all your fucking fault you stupid old man!" Harry was furious. He had endured so much, thinking that Lucius could have gotten him out sooner without all that happened only increased his rage against the man. "If you had taken me here earlier I wouldn't even need to get back on track. And that's a light thing to say to describe about how I feel about what happened to me. Do I need to remind you what they did to me? Under your supervision?" by know Harry was crying out of rage, tears falling down on Lucius's robes and face.

Lucius stayed as imperturbable as ever. "I would have done it if I had had the opportunity to do so but the Dark Lord was watching my every move. In the end he was so pleased when I told him you were broken and wasn't a threat any more that he left his guard fall down. I of course took this opening in his defence to act and here we are." He moved his arms to settle Harry on the sofa next to him and to wipe his face.

Harry did the same and looked down at his hands in his laps. He was a bit ashamed of his reaction. "Yeah quite a place you gave us. But why did you suddenly changed sides? That's one thing I'm not getting. I thought you were all Mighty Dark Lord and purebloods-are-the-best".

"I want Draco to follow his father's footsteps as the heir of the Malfoy's name, fame and fortune. I don't want him to go and be the servant and licking the feet of an old mad half-blood man. So we decided to act now."

Harry was slowly composing himself again. "We? You mean Dumbledore woke up and decided it was finally the time to help me?"

"By we I meant the Order of the Phoenix and me. You know what the Order is I presume?"

"Yes of course I know. You take me for what? I was the one who build Dumbledore's Army in fifth year remember? Anyway, why don't you heal me with some healing spells an then I can go and kick Voldemort's ass" Harry kicked the air as if he really was kicking someone's butt.

"We can't use magic here Potter or else they'll detect us. I'm the only one aware of the location of this hideout and only Dumbledore knows about its existence."

Harry took some time to get all this information in mind and analyse it. If he couldn't use magic it was going to need some time for all the damage done to his body, morally and physically, to repair. He really didn't want to spend too much time with this man, but at the present time he really didn't have much of a choice.

"How am I supposed to trust you? And how long are we going to stay here? It's not that I don't appreciate your bad company but I'd rather spend my time in another place" and with another person he thought.

Lucius, as always, didn't show any sign of anger by Harry's words. "Potter, do you always have to ask so multiple questions at a time? I might have to remind you that the minute you step out of this place you are going to have to fight for your life until either one of you is dead or can't fight any more". Lucius had finished his drink and was now fixing Harry intensely challenging him with only one look.

"And how are we going to eat and live here?" Harry thought for a second and added "are you planning on doing everything the muggle way? You, a Malfoy?" Harry was beaming inwardly.

Lucius's mask fell for a fraction of a second but Harry saw the disgust appear on his face. "I'm not the one doing household chores nor house elves duties. You will do them. I have more important things to do". Lucius got up, took his empty glass and headed towards a closed door. Harry followed him and found himself in a kitchen.

"I thought I was the sick one. How am I suppose to heal if I have to do everything?" Harry was starting to get angry again. He really had to word on this lunatic attitude.

"You are not sick to the point of staying in bed all day and night. No arguing Potter" Harry was about to object when Lucius cut him. "Now leave me. I have things to plan". And with that Lucius Malfoy disappeared though another wooden door from the living room to leave Harry alone in the kitchen, with no clue as what happened, and what to do.

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The living room furniture was really the strict necessary : a sofa, two armchairs, a small end table and a fireplace. That was kind of odd knowing the Malfoys, they weren't the type of people that could bear to live in such emptiness and plainness. Harry was about to head back to the room he had left before when his stomach rumbled to remind him one thing : that he was hungry. So he headed straight to the kitchen and searched through the cupboards and the fridge for anything edible. He made himself some scrambled eggs with bacon. He ate everything rapidly, washed the dish and let it dry on the side of the sink. He certainly wasn't going to cook for Lucius so he headed back to his room.

When he got back there he took a moment to look around for anything to distract him. The only thing he found was a book about the history of a certain famous potion master. With nothing else to do Harry tried to read the book but soon fell in a deep sleep as boredom took over. He hadn't slept as well as this for quite some time now, especially with no nightmares. But when he woke up it was at the sounds of someone screaming in agony. Panic rose quickly and by reflex Harry took his wand, ready to fire it at any Death Eaters he would encounter. He pictured Lucius been tortured for the traitor he was with the cruciatus curse, his limbs all broken at impossible angles. He carefully walked to the door, opened it only a little to see through a gap if anyone was in the corridor. As no movement could be seen, Harry gracefully walked out of his room in the dark and with caution moved forward towards the sounds. It was coming from a room Harry hadn't had time to explore yet. When he tried to open it he found it sealed. With no possible way of knowing what was happening without using magic he tried to look through the key hole only to see Lucius Malfoy asleep in bed but looking like he was having the nightmare of his life. Harry decided to retreat to his room and to go back to sleep. He'll have to talk to Lucius about it tomorrow. Now was not the time.

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The next morning, Harry went down to the kitchen to serve himself breakfast. As he entered the room he was closely followed by Lucius. The man sat down on a chair and waited. Harry pretended not seeing him and made himself breakfast. Well he actually made the same scrambled eggs as the day before.

"Looks deliciously. May I ask why I still haven't got a plate of that in front of me?"

Harry's fork stopped in mid air, starred at Lucius but didn't say a word, and just went back to eat his eggs. Lucius got up, took a spare fork and sat next to Harry. He picked eggs in Harry's plate and ate them. Harry looked up, not believing in what he just saw.

"That's my plate Malfoy, go and make your own if you want to eat", Harry grabbed back his plate while Lucius was about to pick some food again. The movement was too sharp and the plate fell on the floor.

"Great now look at what you've done. You wasted my eggs"

"That was your own fault. If you had attended to your duties correctly this wouldn't have happened" Lucius stood up, ready to leave but Harry was quicker for him.

"Look here mister, I didn't get rescued" here Harry placed a touch of irony on the last word "from a mad man who wanted me as his pet to be your pet". Harry was furious and just wanted to punch the guy right in the face. It took all of his will-power not to jump on the man.

But Lucius did the one thing that was too much. He gave a mischievous haughty smile. Harry snapped and punched Lucius face, well tried actually as Lucius moved aside just in time and took a hold of Harry's wrist and twisted his arm behind his back. Harry was pinned facing the wall. It reminded him instantly of his cell and froze. Surely Lucius wasn't going to, could he? He stiffened as he felt the man along his back.

"Well there Potter, got yourself in a pleasurable posture now have we? Reminds you of the good old times?" Lucius whispered to Harry's ear. The boy tensed under the feeling, not knowing what to do. One arm was firmly tightened behind his back, the other one was pinned on the wall above his head with Lucius's other hand.

"Get off me Malfoy, aren't you supposed to take care of me? Not rape me?"

"Who said anything about raping you Potter. I'm only teaching you a lesson." Lucius was having so much fun looking at this boy, trying desperately to free himself. But Lucius was too strong for him.

"And what lesson would that be?" Harry was trying to gain some time and play Lucius's game, hoping the man's attention would loosen up so he could free himself.

"That I'm the one saying orders here, and you are the one following them, understood?" with the last word Lucius gave a slight pressure on Harry's body with his own. Harry was only able to see Lucius's lips from the angle his head was pinned to the wall. He was instantly reminded of the time Lucius gave him water to drink from those lips. Really red, soft lips, Harry told himself. He blushed as the thought brought back the feelings he had felt back there when their lips touched.

Lucius took the rush of blood to Harry's face as a sign of anger but still let go of the boy. "Now clean the mess you've made". Lucius strode out of the room towards his study and slammed the door shut leaving Harry standing and panting alone in the kitchen.

A/N:

Here you go...the big turn of event :D he he. Well, Harry's having a hard dealing with Lucius's arrogant personality. All this tension is hard. I only want to write how they'll have wild sex, but hey, I've got to stand to my original story. Maybe for fun I'll do a Oneshot of those two having hot wild sex...humm I've just got interesting new ideas *grins like a 6 year old*

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