Royal Secret
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You will be seeing moments from the trip overseas; it will be in the form of flashbacks, probably during this chapter and they will not be from the point of views of either Lucius or Tom.
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Chapter Six
Lucius flopped dramatically onto the plush couch in his penthouse hotel suite, "I'm bored…" it was a week into his Royal trip overseas and he had had nothing to do all day. Tom hadn't even been around for some of the day, because he was doing some extra work for Abraxas to make sure that the other international Wizarding communities remained happy with the way things were running.
Tom leaned back in his chair and ran his fingers through his dark hair; he blinked his eyes a few times to clear his vision so that he could focus on Lucius who had just interrupted his concentration again, "Why don't you go out somewhere?"
Lucius arched an eyebrow, "Are you trying to get rid of me?"
"Oh, am I being that obvious?"
The young blond frowned at the older man, "No need to be snappish with me… You are meant to be 'baby-sitting' me, after all."
"I am also supposed to be doing my job," replied Tom; he was doing nothing to show that he planned on returning to his work any time soon. "Which, might I add, I do take seriously."
Lucius grinned and got up from the couch; he walked over to Tom and stood behind the chair that the other man occupied, "But isn't screwing me into the bed, or any surface of your choice, more fun?" he slid his arms around Tom's shoulders and nuzzled his head against Tom's unusually messy hair.
Tom smirked; if he had to be completely honest, he was exhausted from spending so much time with Lucius and doing Lucius. He wasn't getting any younger and Lucius was still young and full of energy, "You are part of my job… You're going to have to take the back seat on occasion."
Lucius sidled himself onto Tom's lap and kissed him full on the mouth, "You can just say it, you know, I won't be offended. I understand that age might stand in the way of you doing me as often as I would like."
Tom rolled his eyes, "You are a horrible little brat; you know that, don't you?"
"So you keep reminding me. You may actually have me believing it, one day."
"It wouldn't do you any harm," Tom started slowly running a hand up and down Lucius's back; the young blond was practically purring within a matter of seconds. "You don't happen to like this, do you, Lucius?"
Lucius leaned forward against Tom's body and nuzzled his neck, "Don't stop, you bloody prat."
"Oh, so demanding Your Highness," Tom snorted quietly upon hearing Lucius grumble obscenities at him. "I think maybe that dirty mouth should be put to other uses, don't you?"
"Oh yes…"
"Tom?"
Dammit.
"You're day dreaming about me again, aren't you?"
Brat.
"Old Crowler's giving you weird looks, I think he hates you."
"You don't say."
"This party is boring, Tom…"
I do sometimes forget what whiny little brat he can be… I am willing to look passed that though; he is looking particularly edible this evening, dressed all in black. It is a pity that his lovely hair is tied back though…
I'd do him right here and now if the ballroom wasn't full of high society snobs.
"It is a ball not a party."
"Same thing."
I wonder how many glasses of champagne I've had… I think I need another one.
"You're drunk, Tom."
"I am not."
I'm really not. Honestly. I don't think I am, anyway. Tom Riddle does not get drunk. Tom Riddle does not lose control by getting drunk. Tom Riddle does not usually think of himself in third person, so maybe he is drunk.
I am drunk, I mean… Dammit.
"Clear off, Lucius, you shouldn't be seen talking to me. People might start getting ideas."
"You're a cruel man, Tom."
"I do but try."
"Hmph."
Hm… I wish those robes weren't obscuring my view of his arse…
"I'm onto you, Riddle."
I thought I could smell something unsavoury.
"Excuse me?"
Oh, the Crowler-glare… It's not that intimidating, I must admit; though that seems to be what he is trying to do to me.
"Whatever you are doing with the Prince, you must desist immediately," shut up, Crowler. "You will not continue to get away with this, Riddle. The King will find out."
Shit, he really does know something, doesn't he? I really was hoping he was just bluffing during that last conversation about Lucius and I; but no, he doesn't seem to be now.
"We have had this discussion before, Crowler, there is nothing going on. You have no power over the Prince; if he wishes to seek out my company, then he can. You cannot do anything to stop it from happening," I really can't be bothered having this conversation right now. "Now if you will excuse me, I think hearing a repeat of the history of that bloody chandelier is more appealing than listening to your conspiracy theories."
I must remember that one; that was a good one.
Walk away and do not look at Lucius; especially with Crowler watching. Bastard. I'm going to kill him. He's old, who would miss him?
I need more champagne. Where are those bloody house-elves with trays of champagne?
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Lucius's Point of View
I need to tell Tom how I feel…
Where the hell has he gone now?
I know I saw Crowler talking to him; probably trying to tell Tom to stay away from me again. Bastard. I can look after myself, and I enjoy it when Tom feels me up.
I wonder what he was day dreaming about before I interrupted him. I know what I day dream about… My mother would be horrified if she knew.
Oh! There he is!
I think I might follow him; if I get him alone, we can talk. I doubt anyone would miss us. Mind you, Crowler might notice if we have both disappeared at the same time. Oh well, it's not his problem. I can do what I like and sleep with who I like. No one can stop me.
"Where are you going, Lucius?"
Shit.
Um…
"To get some fresh air, mother."
"Remember the rules, Lucius."
"I do, mother."
I'm still not allowed to leave the palace… It has been a month since that stupid muggle burning incident; surely she must realise that I have learnt my lesson by now. I am eighteen; after all, I am not a child.
What the-
"Mm!"
There is a hand over my mouth and an arm around me and I'm being dragged into a dark room… Am I being kidnapped? Don't panic, Lucius!
"Shush, you don't want to attract any attention, do you?"
Tom.
I pushed him away from me, "What are you doing? Are you trying to scare the shit out of me?"
How am I meant to stay mad when he's grinning like that?
"You are drunk, aren't you?"
"A little bit, my lovely."
I can feel an eyebrow rise of its own accord; I don't think I have ever witnessed a drunken Tom Riddle before. This should be fun.
"It looked like you were thinking far too much in there, Lucius, is there something you want share?"
I wish he wouldn't do that. I know he's a Legilimens, he probably already knows what I want to say; he's probably seen all my little fantasies of how I think it will play out if I tell him how I feel.
"There clearly is something on your mind. You can tell me, you know."
Have I been silent for that long? Way to keep a secret, Lucius.
"There is something… But I, eh…I-I-"
Stop stuttering, you idiot! Now he definitely knows you're keeping something from him!
"You have no need to be nervous, Lucius, just tell me."
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Tom's Point of View
Why is he so nervous all of a sudden? I don't think I've ever seen Lucius Malfoy lost for words before. Maybe this is a night of firsts for us; I doubt he has ever seen me drunk before.
There is something in his eyes though… It's like he's only seeing me for the first time…
I recognise that look; I've seen it before… A long time ago, yes; but I can't forget a look like that.
Is he-
"I'm in love with you."
It would appear he is.
Say something, Riddle.
Put an expression on your face, idiot.
Say something.
Riddle, he is getting upset, and you are the cause.
"I-"
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Lucius's Point of View
I knew this was a bad idea…
"Just forget I said anything-"
"Lucius. Don't leave."
I'm not going to look at him… I can't bear to look at him right now. I'm sure having me fall in love with him wasn't part of his plan.
Why is he touching my arms like that?
"Please, don't give me false hope…"
"I'm not trying to give you false hope, Lucius, I was just surprised. I was ready for a lot of things to come out of your mouth, but not that. It was surprising, but not entirely unexpected."
What? What is that supposed to mean? Did he know I would fall for him?
That bastard did have this planned from the start!
I'll kill him.
"You couldn't kill me if you tried, Lucius."
Fuck you.
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Tom's Point of View
"If you're just going to make fun of my feelings, then I'll leave."
Don't you dare.
I pulled him back to me, "Come back here."
Do I love him? I really don't know… I can't just say it now; he might think I'm only saying it in order to keep him around. I like him a lot, but that's not the same.
"I'm not asking for you to love me in return, I just wanted you to know how I feel."
"I know."
Why must my brain stop functioning now of all times?
"Does this change anything between us?"
Good question.
"Do you want anything to change?"
Maybe I am falling for him as well… That facial expression is just adorable.
"No."
"Then nothing will change."
Mm… And kissing his lovely mouth is just one of the reasons why I could easily fall for him…
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Author's Note: That was at least 1000 words longer than last chapter. Did you like the flashback? There will be more.
Next Chapter: Um… Anything you want to see?