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Chapter 6

MEMORY 3

#Lucius's POV#

As I toke down the wards to my room my heart was beating rather faster than normal, I wanted to slap myself to make me slow my breathing something in me just won't let me…

"Uh Luc?" I turned towards Harry and he took that as a sign to go on and I am thankful
for that because I'm afraid that my voice is still high strung like earlier….. "are you ok? you've been standing there for awhile now…."

"yes just thinking that's all." I said to him.

"thinking about what?" Harry asked me. All the while I was thinking about how soft his lips looked and how full…. But what I said was
"what Severus said and how it isn't true." the boy , no man didn't say anything just looked at the door pointedly and I took the hint and opened the door and ushered him in and shut the door and they locked on their own.

" where would you like to do this?" I found myself asking in that strangled voice to my utter horror.

"I think the bed would be best." Harry said in what I could best describe as strangled .

" As you wish" I did a little bow and swept my arm out in the general direction of my bedchambers "This way." I chanced a look at him and there was a faint blush to his
cheeks we walked towards the door that held my bedchamber. I opened the door and let Harry walk through the door first and I followed after.

As we were settling on the bed both of us were trying to avoid our growing attractions towards the other and being so close together was starting to get to the other. "ready?" I asked of Harry. There was a moments silence and he nodded his head and I said the spell to get into his head "my god his face is like…" the stray thought was soon banished out of Harry's mind when he felt the pressure of Lucius mind against his

Lucius the memories that I want you to see are over on the coffee table from yesterday…. was the thought that I heard to replace the one that I overheard partially due to the unexpected entry I walked over to the sofa that I was using yesterday and got comfortable then I picked up the top thin book that was there and opened up it up and the memory started to play out.

Harry was in what appeared to be a cupboard on a cramped bed … /well that explains the reason why he doesn't take up that much room I thought/ with bruises that seemed like days old if not older, and looks like his arm was broken in two different places and there was cuts all over his body that only had on shorts it looks like they are ten times too big making his too small body look still smaller yet. There was a banning on the door and a yell of " boy get up and make breakfast for us." Harry could hardly move it took him five minutes to get up and out of the cupboard under the stairs. When he got to the kitchen and got everything ready to cook, he was left alone until he got the food on the table, when he sat the food on the table was when a kid the size of a baby whale came into the room that he realized was Dudley I
believe his name is came up behind him and knocked him out all was dark but they were dragging him for I could feel what they were doing to him they were beating the
boy while he was passed out then they drugged him to the closet again shoved him in and didn't even see if his head was clear of the door frame and slammed the door
shut and locked it…

As I pulled out of the memory I pulled out of Harry's mind completely and just hugged him for he had tears streaming down his face without warning I lifted him
in my arms and went to my bed and settled down for a nap and Harry clung to me with all his might. As I laid there thinking about the abuse that family put on this frail boy will more than ten times worse on them when I get through with them they will wish that they were dead. After I vowed that he will have justice I fell into a light slumber.

TBC…