A/N: I'm not a native English Speaker, so if you find any mistakes please let me know.
Chapter 01
Harry Potter was sitting in the Gryffindor common room doing his home work, alone for a change. Ron and Hermione were off to perform prefect duties or most probably snog in a corner. Harry didn't mind as much as he thought, in fact he had been drifting apart from them for quite a long time. But still he had friends and now a lover as well.
It all started when Dumbledore re-introduced apprenticeship back in Hogwarts. Only seventh years were eligible but the teachers selected their respective apprentices. It was with no surprise Harry was chosen to apprentice under the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor. Draco Malfoy was Snape's apprentice while both Ron and Hermione apprenticed under McGonagall. It was a mystery to Harry how both of them got selected for the apprenticeship, especially since McGonagall was a very strict professor. But Harry just stopped caring about his friends' life and concentrated on his own. They were still on friendly terms but not as before and none cared whether they were close or not. In fact Harry only interacted with them and Ginny and isolated himself and nobody cared. Most importantly Harry didn't mind.
The new DADA professor, whose name was Lucien Sigerra insisted Harry continue to live in his quarters as his apprentice. Dumbledore seemed to agree with this and Harry too consented. The other professors didn't make that request but it was justified that Harry being the Chosen One would need more training and thus living with the professor was advantageous.
Professor Sigerra was originally from France but lived most of his life in Britain. He was a Pureblood wizard and recently disowned by his family for favouring the same sex. The rest of the family had gone back to France due to the current situation in the country because of Voldemort leaving Sigerra. He had then applied to the vacant DADA position. His claim of hating Pureblood supremacy had been a strong point in hiring him.
Harry started his life as an apprentice and quite enjoyed it not only because of the alluring looks of his professor. The man stood a little more than 6 feet with broad shoulders and a well build body. He looked to be around forty years of age but still single. Harry made sure to confirm that fact. He had long brown hair which fell up to his shoulders. In some angles he looked a little similar to Lucius Malfoy but that didn't deter Harry since he had a very secret crush on him.
To Harry's surprise professor Sigerra too seemed to be fallen under Harry's charm and it didn't take long for them to start dating. Still Lucien had some morals and refused to do more than kissing until Harry graduated. Harry didn't mind much, after all it's his last year and he would graduate soon.
The common room door opened suddenly making Harry look up from his homework. Ron and Hermione had returned.
"Hey Harry, you are still here? We thought you might have gone back to Sigerra's rooms. It's past 6 now." Ron said sitting down beside Harry. Hermione nodded while punching Ron on his arm for not saying the professor's title. Ron showed no reaction so may be it didn't hurt.
"Oh shit!" Harry exclaimed slapping his forehead. "Language Harry", Hermione said reproachfully. But Harry started to pack his bag without replying. "I gotta go. I was supposed to hand over an assignment half an hour ago. I'll have dinner there, don't wait up for me" Harry shouted over his shoulder as he made his way to the portrait hole.
Harry was out of breath when he arrived at Lucien's rooms. "Sorry I'm late",Harry called out while opening the door. "I lost track of time" He added sheepishly looking at his lover who sat on a comfortable looking couch in front of the fireplace.
"No need for excuses Harry. I just wanted to spend some time with you." Lucien replied, smiling a little at the blushing teen.
"Come here love, have a drink" The older of the two held out one hand holding their customary drink while the other hand signaled Harry to come closer. Harry took the opportunity to sit right on Lucien's lap, his blush going darker at the endearment. Harry ignored the hand holding the glass and started to slowly kiss the professor. His hands tangled in Lucien's hair dragging him closer. Soon it became a heated make out session which stopped only when both felt the need to breath.
Harry gave a soft smile at Lucien and accepted the drink which was still held by Lucien miraculously. It had become a ritual for them to enjoy a drink in the evening. Harry was unaware when or how it started but he cherished the time spent with each other.
Harry, who was still on Lucien's lap wriggled a little and asked in a would be innocent voice, "Are you sure you don't want to change your mind?" His bright green eyes peering at Lucien from under the lashes, biting his lips making them red and oh so kissable.
It took Lucien every bit of self control he possessed to refuse Harry. He gently let Harry slide in to the space beside him on the couch. Harry pouting and looking at him with large innocent eyes did not help matters at all.
"Harry, you know you are not making this easy. We will wait till you're graduated and not a second before." Lucien said trying to sound stern and by the cheeky smile on the teen's face he was not very successful.
"I know love, it was worth the try though" Harry replied laughing. "Here's the essay you assigned me. I was finishing it up. That's why I was late." He continued while rummaging in his bag and handing over a scroll of parchment.
Lucien rolled his eyes fondly. "I don't know what I'm going to do with you"
"Love me", Harry replied softly to which he received an unfathomable look but an equally soft "I do" could be heard over the cackle of the fire.
The Golden Trio was leaving the Great hall after having lunch on a Saturday. "Oh! I forgot my Transfiguration book at my room; you guys go ahead I'll come quickly." Harry said to his friends. Hermione had planned a study session today and since Harry was allowed to be at the common room during the day, he agreed. "Okay mate, just don't be late. I don't wanna do the study thing alone" Ron replied with the last part in a soft whisper so that Hermione couldn't hear. Harry grinned back with a nod and ran towards Lucien's rooms.
Harry used a short cut which led him directly to a portrait that was guarding his apprentice room. He knew Lucien had grading to do so no need to disturb him.
Harry quickly grabbed his book from the table and turned to leave. He could hear someone talking in the other room but he just thought it to be another professor when he heard a voice he could never forget. The deep dark sibilant voice could not be mistaken. It was Voldemort! Harry immediately stepped up to the door and gently opened the door a small crack.
He saw Lucien kneeling in front of the fire where the face of Voldemort could be seen. For a second Harry had a mental image of the Dark Lord kneeling in front of the fireplace with his head sticking in to the fire but the humour vanished instantly when he heard what was being discussed.
"…..bledore doesn't suspect me at all, My Lord. Everything is going according to the plan.
"The boy, what of him?"
"He too doesn't suspect me My Lord. He spends most of his time here. He even drinks the poison without any fuss. Not once did he question me" Lucien replied respectively.
"Excellent," Voldemort sort of hissed. Harry could see a malicious smirk adorning his face. "How long does it take for the poison to take effect? He's not experiencing any pain, is he?"
"Most probably at the end of the year. He would show symptoms of the wizard flu, but when they discover the true nature of the illness, it will be too late for the antidote. I have mixed the poison in to a fruit juice and gave him in the evening daily. So far he hasn't shown any discomfort and I doubt he will feel any pain until very late"
"Excellent news my friend. Without his precious Golden boy, Dumbledore would be easy to break. Does anyone suspect about who you are? Your son? Severus?" Voldemort asked
"No My Lord no one's suspicious. Neither Draco nor Severus has a clue about me. No one knows that their Defense Against the Dark Arts professor is none other than Lucius Malfoy."
Harry managed to clamp his mouth shut lest he gasp out loud. Slowly he backed away form the door and equally slowly opened the portrait hole. Once he's back in the corridor leading to the Defense classroom, he ran.
He ran until he reached an unused classroom. He just collapsed on to the floor and cried. Deep, heartbroken sobs could be heard reverberating in the empty class room.
How could he be so stupid? Why? Just why everything happened to him? He was happy. For the first time in his life he was truly happy. He found love, he had time to himself without the constant shadows, that were his friends. He found a competent teacher who knew what he was teaching. Most importantly he forgot his destiny, that he was prophesied to kill a man. He forgot his abusive, cruel relatives. All because of one man. A man he had fallen in love with. A man with whom he dreamed to spend the rest of his life. He should have known that he did not deserve happiness.
He had gone and fallen in love with Lucius Malfoy. A married man with a son of his own age. A man who poisoned him daily with a smile on his face all the while declaring his love.
Harry had no idea for how long he sobbed, but his tears slowed down. He laid down on the dusty floor in a foeatal position and tried to think rationally. Should he inform Dumbledore? So far the headmaster has ignored Harry completely. Harry knew that both of his friends are members of the Order of the Phoenix and that they attended meetings. But Harry was not informed of any thing. So why should he tell them? As for the poisoning, he knew that he would not survive for much longer. Be it Voldemort or his lovely relatives. This way he could be guaranteed he won't have to return to Private Drive. Suddenly Harry sat up straight. He doesn't need to go back to his relatives. He doesn't need to worry about killing Voldemort or saving the world from him. If Dumbledore cared about him, he would not be sent back to the Durslelys. None of the Order members worry about him. Not even Remus. So why should he? If he's got only a few months to live, he would enjoy it, he would spend it with Lucien( he couldn't think of Lucien as Lucius) his love.
Everything's perfect. He got friends, he got a lover, nothing to worry about his future. So with that in mind he stood up. After removing the dust from his clothing he ran to the Gryffindor Tower. He just have to come up with some excuse for his friends.
Nearly a month after the great revelation, a sudden thought came to Harry's mind. If Lucien waited till he graduates to have sex he would die a virgin! Surprisingly it was easier to interact with Lucien after hearing the truth. Harry just acted the same. He received the dose of poison but he was happy until this thought entered Harry's mind.
While Harry was deep in thought, Lucien arrived with the glass of poison, I mean juice. He accepted it with a smile and slowly sipped, his mind on ways to get sex. It seems Lucien did not want to disturb Harry so he started to grade some essays.
Harry came to a decision. He slowly placed the glass on the table nearby and stood up. With soft steps he went towards Lucien and draped himself sideways on the man's lap.
"What are doing Harry? I've got grading to do and you've got homework to finish"
"Come on Lucien, tomorrow's Saturday. We can both finish tomorrow. Today we just enjoy" Harry whispered in Lucien's ear and slowly nibbled on the earlobe. His hands slowly moving up and down Lucien's body.
"Harry" Lucien gave soft moan at Harry's ministrations. "We can't, not till you have graduated"
"Please Lucien" Harry pleaded, his nose running down Lucien's throat while grinding on the man's awakening arousal. Lucien could feel Harry's lips moving on his throat. Lucien opened his mouth give a negative answer but ended giving a low throaty moan when Harry started to slowly nibble and suckle on his skin on the junction between throat and shoulder. Lucien's hands were clamped tightly on the hand rest, trying his hardest to not run his hands all over the teen's body.
"Please, no one would know." Harry continued now grinding on the obvious arousal. "Please Lucien. None would disturb us. No one comes here. Please I want my first time to be now with you" Harry pleaded softly. The fact that Harry was a virgin broke Lucien's resolve. Instatntly hands started running up and down Harry's back and the next thing he knew was that he was being kissed within an inch of his life. Harry enthusiastically returned the kiss. Suddenly Harry found himself being carried bridal style. He looked at Lucien, whose eyes have gone dark with lust.
Lucien carried Harry to his own bed room and placed his young lover carefully on the soft bed. With a flick of his wand both wizards found themselves naked. Harry could not stop himself from blushing under the intense gaze from his lover. It seems Lucien was impatient. He discarded his wand and crawled up to Harry with panther like movements never once wavering his gaze from Harry's. Once he's on top of Harry, Lucien gave a feather light kiss on to his lips, staring with the same intense look. Harry could not help but be nervous despite this being his idea.
"Are you sure Harry? We could wait. You should say now as I won't be able to stop myself once started" Lucien said his voice quite husky in lust.
"Yes Lucien, I'm sure. Take me. Make me yours", Harry whispered in answer.
(A/N: I'm sorry I tried but I could not for the life of me write a sex scene. Please use your imagination)
Time passed by without any significant incident. Harry and Lucien frequently had sex after that memorable day. Harry enjoyed what was left of his life to the fullest. He didn't resent Lucien for his deception. The man was doing his job and Harry gets to enjoy fantastic sex. Few of his classmates commented about his recent bubbly behavior but none were suspicious.
One night Harry donned his Invisibility Cloak to venture in to Restricted Section of the library. He was looking for some curses and Lucien mentioned a book in the Restricted section. But he was not given permission to get the book as it contained some very dangerous spells. So Harry being stubborn went to get it for himself.
He was slowly walking when he saw Ron, Hermione and Ginny walking towards him. They were looking around for any teachers and Filch. Harry could understand Ron and Ginny sneaking around after hours but Hermione? So Harry abandoned his mission and followed his friends instead. He was so focused on the trio that he didn't give any consideration for the surrounding and thus was quite surprised when all three went straight through a wall.
Harry crept forward and touched the wall. It was like touching smoke. There was nothing just an image of a wall. So Harry too walked through the wall and found himself under an arch made out of stone leading to a small circular garden. It was the size of their Defense class room and surrounded by tall pine trees obscuring anyone's view of the garden. There was a stone table and four chairs placed at the centre of the garden. A small pathway could be seen going around the centre and beside the pathway were different coloured rose bushes. Four paths from the each direction could be seen connected to the main path and the centre table. The whole area was illuminated by some kind of a light given off by the trees itself.
How they found out this place was a mystery to Harry since he doubted even his map showed it. He inched forward but didn't dare step foot on to the path for fear of making the gravel crunch under his feet.
Hermione, Ron and Ginny were sat at the table and were talking in hushed whispers. Harry silently cast an eavesdropping charm and listened.
"I can't believe you found this Hermione, this is amazing", Ginny was saying looking around in amazement.
"We do not have time for sightseeing Ginny", Hermione snapped at the red head and continued before Ginny could reply back. "I chose here as no one comes this way. Not even Harry's map shows here. Professor Dumbledore told me so that we could gather freely. Now Ginny you'll have to forget about your dream of becoming Lady Potter"
"What?" Ginny nearly shouted. "What do you mean forget it?"
"Shhhh… Don't shout Ginny. Do you want everyone to find this place?" Hermione whispered back scowling at her. Ron only nodded but kept his mouth shut. Harry stared at them completely bewildered. Lady Potter? Harry had told them that he was gay. So why does Ginny dreams of being Lady Potter?
"Don't interrupt now, let me explain." Hermione started going on to her lecturer mode. "Professor Dumbledore had successfully found a way to kill Voldemort without using Harry." Seeing Ginny open her mouth, Hermione held out her hand, "let me explain first. So far we needed Harry because of the prophecy. Now Professor Dumbledore believes it to be not so important thus we could get rid of Harry.
But what we do need is Harry's fortune. Him being Lord Potter and being the Black Heir makes him quite rich, richer than the Malfoys even. To get hold of that fortune Harry needs to die"
Harry stepped back so he was leaning against the stone wall. His friends are nonchalantly talking about obtaining his money by killing him. When did they become so greedy? Harry questioned himself while concentrating back on his so called friends.
"Professor Dumbledore is Harry's Magical guardian so if Harry died all his possessions would be owned by Professor Dumbledore," Hermione continued. "Ginny you have to make Harry agree to go back to the Dursely's. Our initial plan to get him to come to the Burrow needs to be abandoned."
"How does he going back to his relatives get him killed? And he's of age, isn't that nullifies the magical guardian's claim?" Ginny asked thoughtfully cutting off Hermione's speech.
"I was about to explain that Ginny. Stop interrupting me" Hermione hissed furiously. "Harry's relatives' house does not have any blood wards around them as Harry believes. I mean why he believed that for so long astounds me. Blood wards only activate if the occupants treat each other with love and care. We all can agree what the Dursleys gave was definitely not that" Hermione said with a smirk. All three looked at each other and laughed .
Harry looked at his laughing friends, his mind going numb. He bit his lips to stop himself from saying something stupid out loud and listened to the rest of Hermione's explanation.
"Professor Dumbledore had erected the wards around the house to monitor Harry's treatment by his relatives. The same wards are keeping the Death Eaters away. When Harry returns there, all Professor Dumbledore needs to do is remove the wards.
According to professor Snape, Voldemort keeps tabs on those wards. So he would be alerted if they fall. We don't need to dirty our hands because Voldemort would do that for us. Harry would be killed and we would get the money" Hermione finished triumphantly. The two red heads joined Hermione in their merriment, day dreaming of what to do with all that money.
The lone eavesdropper's mood was completely opposite that of the three Gryffindors. They were plotting murder like planning homework. All because of money! But Harry's of legal age. How Dumbledore would get his money? Hermione didn't explain that one. As soon as that thought crossed Harry's mind Hermione spoke.
"Since Harry doesn't have any family in the wizarding world, all of his fortune goes to his magical guardian. Of course this could change if Harry had made a will, but even if he did make one who will he name his successor? Us, who else. Poor naïve Harry, handing out all of his fortune to his best friends" Hermione said in a fake compassionate voice.
"Yeah! It would definitely be us. But Dumbledore would get his money and he promised to give us a share each", Ron said enthusiastically ignoring Hermione's reprimanding look for dropping the professor's title. "Now Ginny you've got some time to come up with a way to get Harry agreed to return to Private Drive" Ron continued speaking after being quiet for the whole conversation.
Harry didn't wait for Ginny's reply. He was sure that he had heard all there was to know so he departed quietly. His feet taking him up to the Room of Requirements.
Harry didn't look around but sat down with his head in his hands. He had already come to terms with his death, that he would be dead by the end of the year. But he never thought his friends and Dumbledore would plot his murder. The fact that they found a way to kill Voldemort without him was not an excuse to kill him. Why not just let him be free. It seemed that Dumbledore was aware of the abuse as well and did nothing. Wards to monitor his treatment. Does this mean Dumbledore condoned the abuse? Why? A question he seems to be asking himself lately.
Harry sat thinking but came to a decision. He might be okay with his death but he won't just sit back and let those conniving bastards get their hands on his money. They do not deserve it and definitely needs to be punished.