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Chapter 3:
Lucius stayed in his room for the duration of the party downstairs, refusing to open his door when several knocks came after several minutes. He knew his son and friend were only trying to help him but it really did only hurt him in the end. Having to be so close to his mate and not being able to even touch him was torture.
His mind drifted to a conversation he had once with his late wife and the tears slowly starting to come forward.
"Lucius you know your father won't be happy until we are married." Narcissa had said as she came up behind him, putting a hand on his waist. He looked down at the hand with disgust.
"Please remove your hand from my body Women. I am not going to go though with this farce." He heard her laugh from behind him but refused to move her hand.
"Your still hoping you will find your mate. You are seventeen now dear Lucius, if you have not found them yet you never will." His mind knew this was true but his heart didn't want to believe it. He wanted to wait forever for his mate.
"Your father said we are to be wed next month. You will lose everything if you do not." Lucius spun around to look into her eyes.
"What do you mean?" He asked just a little fearful
"You know your father will not let you have any of your family money if you do not produce an heir in a timely manor. I will see you at our wedding Lucius."
His memory moved to shortly after the wedding. He agreed, reluctantly, to marry the vile woman knowing she was right. He never knew how evil she really was until after they were married.
"Lucius if you do not join my lord I will be forced to tell the whole wizard community about your family's little heritage." He spun around wanting nothing more than to hit her.
"I will not be joining him. Divorce me if you have to but I will not bow down to that man." Lucius moved to leave the room until she started to speak again.
"I have an interview with the daily profit tomorrow and I will tell them everything. How will your father respond to that when he finds out?"
"Why does that man want me for, I am of no use." She walked up to him, running a finger down his chest.
"Oh my dear, he has plenty planned for you and your money. Now shall we go meet him." Lucius only nodded. He wanted to protect his family from the ridicule it would get if their heritage was to get out.
Sitting up in his bed Lucius listened to the people downstairs. His whole body was trying to make him go down and be with his mate but he knew he couldn't. Meanwhile down in the ball room Draco was being consoled by his husband.
"Love it will be alright. We will figure something out." Ron stated as he rubbed a hand up and down Draco's back.
"No, he won't let us help. He's just going to die and he's not going to do anything to prevent it." Draco looked up as Harry sat back down in his chair, looking a little better than he did before he left.
"Where's Lucius?" He asked looking around at his friends.
"He was tired and needed to go rest. You look better." Draco stated
"Yeah, it had become awfully hot in here for a little bit but it seems to have cooled off. I hope your father feels better Draco." Just then Harry's phone rang and he turned around to answer it. Draco couldn't help but to listen into the boys voice.
"But you said you would be back tomorrow. Yes. Alright. FINE. Yeah love you to Marcus. See you next month." Harry closed his phone and turned back around. Draco saw the hurt expression on his friends face and hated to see him like that.
"Was that Marcus?" He asked.
"Yeah. His trip has been extended. He said he needed to finish up an account before he could come home and thinks it will take almost a month." Harry slumped down in his chair as he took a drink of his whiskey.
"Do you ever see him any more Harry. When was the last time you guys were together longer than an hour?" Draco knew he was prying but he needed his friend to see he really wasn't happy.
"We have been together more than that. What are you implying Draco. Just say it. I know what you all think but I love Marcus and he loves me, so just say it all ready and get it out in the open." Draco could tell Harry was trying to rein in his magic, he was getting really upset.
"I'm sorry mate." Ron stepped in. "But the last time you saw Marcus was our wedding and that was a month ago. Now he will be gone for another month. Don't you think that is a little weird for someone who loves you. He could come threw any floo or apperate when ever he wanted to but yet he doesn't." Harry looked into his friends eyes and Draco knew he was about to blow up. He grabbed his husbands hand and pressed down firmly, silently telling him to stay seated.
"I know you think the perfect relationship has to be when you are with the person every waking hour. Marcus and I love each other and I understand he has to work a lot. He can't just leave when ever he wants to. Some people actually have to work for a living." Draco saw Harry look at him and he tried to keep his own temper down. "I'm leaving, I don't feel like getting ambushed by my friends."
Draco watched as Harry left his fathers house and turned to his husband. He saw the hurt in his eyes for his friend and wished he could do something to help. They needed to prove to Harry that Marcus was doing something other than work, but they didn't even really know what that was. Draco just knew that if Marcus really loved Harry he would be around more and he also knew the man was his own boss so he could leave when ever he chose to.
Lucius felt the magic surging though out his house and opened his bedroom door. Just as he opened it he saw Harry leaving in a rush and knew something was wrong. He decided he would talk to his son the next day and let the rest of the guests enjoy their evening.