A/N: this chapter doesn't have any rape in it but there will be some in later chapters, I'll leave the choice up to the readers.
And puh-leeeeze, R+R , it will make you rich beyond all belief, for I am the Goddess of Lucky Charms. ::gasps in horror:: EEEEEK!!! There after me lucky charms. ::runs away screaming::
Secrets of the Heart
Chapter 2
When Lucius entered the room later that night he did so with the intention of simply taking what he wanted and leaving Harry to deal with the consequences. So it's rather needless to say that he was surprised to find Harry curled up in the large bed, looking for all the world like he had just fallen to sleep after a hard day of school and homework.
The older man stood there in the doorway looking at the charming picture in front of him and couldn't help feeling REALLY good about himself. After all, he had done what Voldemort and the others found impossible and captured Harry Potter, and now the boy was his to do with as he liked.
That was certainly something to think about. Harry was his now to do with as he pleased.
Oh, the possibilities.
Two opportunities were presented here. One, he could take Harry without restraint and hurt the boy, running the risk of breaking him and somebody finding out about their arrangement. Or two, he could take Harry gently, and slowly gain the boys trust and possibly a valuable ally over time.
Really no contest there. Number two had so much more to gain from, not to mention, unlike his less dignified associates, he really didn't fancy the idea of raping a 15 year old boy. It wasn't exactly his idea of a victory to torture the helpless.
"Harry." He called softly, walking up to the bed and lightly shaking the boy. "Wake up, petit."
"Hmm?" Harry mumbled, his eye's slowly fluttered open revealing those shocking emerald orbs that were rapidly darkening in fear.
"Welcome to the land of the living." Lucius said with a small chuckle. Harry really did look like he had just stepped out of a coffin. Lucius wondered if perhaps the boy had vampire blood in him, he certainly looked like it. "Are you ready, petit?"
He could see the stream of emotions swirling in the boys eyes as he took a deep breath. "….Yes," he whispered after a long pause, lowering his head to hide the blush that was gracing his cheeks and the tears that followed.
"Shhh. Don't cry little one, I wont hurt you." Lucius said gently, placing a finger under his chin and lifting the boys face so he could look into those terrified eye's.
Slowly, so as not to startle the boy, Lucius gently lowered his head to kiss his petal soft lips, feeling Harry tense up as he did so.
The kiss was much more than he had expected. It was nothing like kissing the cold Narcissa, who's lips felt dead and uncaring. Nor was this like any of the lovers he had had over the years, who's passion was only fueled by their lust for money. This was different.
Harry's lip's felt warm and soft, with that charming hesitance and uncertainty that Lucius found rather sweet. It was very hard to find an innocence like Harry's in the world.
Harry himself was just as shocked. This wasn't what he had thought it would be like at all. It was nothing like those brief, awkward kisses that he had had at the astronomy tower with girls who were in love with his title and not who he really was. This kiss sent warm tingles throughout his entire body, driving away the cold that had been with him ever since he had come to this place. Unknowingly he had begun to respond to the kiss, nervously opening his mouth to let Lucius' tongue slide in.
They both held the kiss until the need to breath again was to much, reluctantly parting to stare at each other, Lucius with astonishment and Harry with fearful wondering.
"My my, petit. Are you sure you haven't done this before?" Lucius said, smirking slightly.
Harry's eye's lowered and his face went red. "No." He mumbled, wringing his hands. "That was my first kiss. Well…like that one anyways." He went redder.
"I will be your first and only." Said Lucius in a voice that left no room for argument, drawing Harry into another heated kiss.
It was some time later when Lucius pushed Harry onto his back and removed the sheets from his unresisting body, pausing to admire the view. Harry had a beautiful body, it was small and childish looking, despite him being 15, with pale milky skin that was sadly marred with many scars and dark bruises. Lucius was rather worried that Harry was so small, if he wasn't careful the boy could get badly hurt, and that was the last thing he needed.
With an inward shrug, Lucius reached over to a small stand beside the bed and began rummaging around until he found the small jar of lotion.
"P-please don't." Harry whimpered pitifully, beginning to tremble again. In spite of the wonderful kiss he and Lucius had shared, he really wasn't ready for this yet. "I d-don't want to…"
"Shhh, relax, I wont hurt you, petite." The older man said gently, pulling off his many robes until he to was naked. The man smirked as Harry stared at his well toned body, knowing he was good looking and knowing others thought he was good looking. He was very self absorbed, which anyone with brains could tell.
Moving slowly, Lucius crawled on the bed and began kissing the boys quivering belly, moving lower and lower, all the while spreading the lotion on his fingers.
When he finally reached Harry's groin the boy gave a startled shout and bucked his hips, nearly hitting Lucius as the man's mouth engulfed his hard member.
"God!" Harry screamed in ecstasy, clutching Lucius' white/blond hair to keep himself from wildly thrashing as the man began running his tongue down his cock. "Oh please." He moaned, wiggling slightly as the pressure began building to an unbearable peak, finally exploding.
Pulling back just in time, Lucius watched calmly as Harry came. Not wanting to lower himself to swallowing he simply watched as the boy collapsed on the bed bonelessly, much to exhausted to notice his surroundings, much less when Lucius parted his leg's and gently began pushing a slick finger past the tight ring of muscles, moving it around to prepare him for what was to come.
Harry was only vaguely aware of the finger entering him but he was to drunk on the aftershock to care what was happening to him. That changed however when he felt something much bigger than Lucius' fingers begin to relentlessly push against him. He didn't know or care what it was, all he cared about was the pain that came from the large invader. With a cry of pain as Lucius pushed further, burying his length in the sweet body under him, Harry began weakly struggling.
"Be still, petit." Lucius snapped, grabbing Harry's hip's and forcing him to stay still.
"H-hurts." He whimpered, his chest heaving as he tried to control the sobs that threatened to consume him. "Please, take it out, it hurts."
"I know, little one." Lucius murmured, gently kissing the trembling boy before slightly pulling out, seeking the prostate gland. He assumed he had found it when Harry gasped in pleasure. After that it was easy to get the boy to submit, especially when he began moving in him, hitting the prostate with each thrust. Bringing them quickly to the edge. Both were practically mindless by the time they came, screaming and moaning at the incredible onslaught of pleasure.
When it was all over, Lucius collapsed on top of Harry, breathing hard. Both fell asleep soon after, peacefully resting in each others embrace, completely unaware of the change that had taken place in both of them at that moment and totally unaware of the morning to come.
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Both woke up at nearly the same time, looking at each other with sleep glazed eye's, not actually aware yet. It was Harry who first remembered.
"Y-you bastard!" He screamed jumping off the bed only to find his legs wouldn't support him as he collapsed to the floor, burying his face in his hands and letting out harsh, wracking sobs. "Why?" He sobbed heartbrokenly. "I d-didn't want t-to do that yet. I wasn't r-ready."
Lucius slowly sat up, wincing slightly as his sore muscles moved into action. With a glare, he looked at the sobbing by at his feet. "I did it because you belong to me. You gave me permission, my silence in exchange for your body, I wasn't doing anything you didn't consent to." His gray eye's were hard like ice. "You had better get used to it because this is a magically binding contract and was signed the second our lips touched."
"No, I didn't want that to happen." Harry whimpered. "I-I was just trying to d-do my best for everyone. Can't y-you let me go?"
Lucius snorted. "What part of magical contract don't you understand? Were stuck with this until the day we die. You could say it's a marriage of souls if it would make you feel better. But the fact remains that neither the Ministry nor your precious Headmaster can break this….thing without killing us."
All the while Lucius was talking, Harry's eye's had grown even more large and teary. Somehow he thought Lucius would look a whole lot happier about it. "Why aren't you jumping for joy? You're the one that wanted this after all," he spat.
"No, I think your mistaken, I wanted your body, nothing more. I certainly didn't want to be bound to you for life. It was a grave mistake on my part not to notice it sooner." He sighed at his own stupidity. He had been so absorbed with the boy he hadn't even realize they were performing a binding ceremony. Not a proper one by any means, but it was enough for the magic to take hold of. "The contract was formed when we made the….vows, me, my silence, and you, your body. We signed it with the kiss, and bound it by having sex." He sighed in irritation the the stupid simplicity of it all.
"B-but what will everyone say when they find out. M-my friends won't want to talk to me a-and it will be all over the Daily Prophet." Harry cried desperately. "God, I should have just told them in the first place, then none of this would have happened." With that, the dam broke and Harry began sobbing uncontrollably, his small frame trembling like a leaf.
Lucius gave a suffering sigh, vowing to himself that he would never pick up another stray child again, and slid to the floor beside Harry, gathering the boy in his arms. "Don't cry, petit. I'll fix everything." He said, wondering why the hell he was being so damn nice. "Now get up, we need to take a trip to Hogwart's."
"NO!" Harry shouted suddenly. "You can't! I don't want anyone to know. Please."
"I don't care," he said, his voice going cold and emotionless. His mood swings were starting to kick in again. "I'm not giving you a choice, now get up. Accio robes." Two pairs of black robes flew across the room and into Lucius' outstretched hand. "Put this on."
Numbly, Harry took the robe, noticing it wasn't the one he was wearing when he first arrived. It was made of much finer material and was the same style as the older mans. Black, high collared and form fitting. But where Harry's had gold buttons running down the front, Lucius' had silver buttons.
Harry didn't fancy the idea of walking around looking like Lucius Malfoy, but he wisely kept his mouth shut and slipped the robe on, noting with surprise that it fit him perfectly. A house elf must have made it for him while Lucius had been gone.
Lucius looked approvingly at Harry, noting how good Harry looked in black and making a mental note to make sure all of Harry's robes were black or green. "Are you ready?"
Harry nodded miserably. "Good. And for heavens sake, do something with your hair, it looks hideous." He ordered, grabbing Harry's arm and apparating to the Hogwart's anti-apparition boundaries.
Without even pausing for a second, Lucius began dragging the silent boy towards the castle.
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Dumbledore was sitting in his office when a small house elf appeared, announcing the arrival of none other than Harry Potter and Lucius Malfoy. Dumbledore didn't believe it at first, until he saw it with his own eye's, than he began worrying, seeing the tenseness on Lucius' face and the sad, miserable look in Harry's red eye's.
Now his curiosity was really acting up, and he had a hard time controlling himself from asking them to spill everything.
"Lemon drop?" He offered politely.
"No. Were not here on a social call." Lucius snapped.
"Oh?"
"It seems Mr. Potter and I have accidentally entered into a bound magical contract."
"……." The twinkle in Dumbledore's eye's didn't vanish. If anything, it got brighter and filled with even more curiosity which annoyed Lucius to no end. "And how on earth did that happen?"
And so Lucius let loose with the entire story, neither of them noticing when Harry began silently crying again, frantically rubbing his wrists that had all of a sudden gotten very itchy where the scars were. He just knew everyone was going to hate him. Ron would look at him with disgust, Hermione would never speak to him again, and everyone would hate him all because he was being forced to sleep with a man twice his age.
But most of all, he didn't think he could stand to find out what would happen when Sirius got wind of this, he would never speak to Harry again. And he would never have a family now. His future was with Lucius, he could never have a girlfriend, or get married, or even have children. Not to mention they would both probably be dead once Voldemort found out.
His future and death were all but written in stone. He never had a chance, he was a martyr of fate.
He didn't notice when the two older men had stopped talking and were looking at him.
"Lucius, do you think you could give us a moment?"
"Fine." Lucius said, striding out of the room with an air of irritation about him. The sound of a slamming door signaling they were alone.
There was a long awkward pause as Dumbledore sadly took in Harry's pale, tear streaked face. "…..Are you alright Harry?" The boy shook his head. "I see. Well, this is some mess you two have gotten yourself into."
"Can you fix it?" Harry asked hopefully.
"I'm afraid not Harry, bound contracts can't be broken without killing the two casters." He sighed, looking a whole lot older. "I wish there was something I could do….but I can't."
Harry gave a soft whimper, wringing his hands nervously. "B-but I…. I don't want to go back with him. He'll m-make me sleep with him again. Please, c-can't you do something?"
The Headmaster frown, feeling a great swell of pity for the scared child in front of him, furious at his own inability to help the poor boy. "I'm sorry Harry, but I have no power in this matter. The choice rest's with Lucius alone, the most I can do for you is to keep this from everyone until your ready for them to know."
The boy gave a small sob, looking at Dumbledore with desperate, pleading eye's. "C-could I stay here for the rest of the summer? Please, I don't want to go back."
"I'm sorry, but the decision isn't mine to make. You will have to speak to Lucius." He said softly, cursing himself mentally as Harry's eye's lost any spark of hope he may have had and he dully shook his head.
"He wont let me." He looked up at Dumbledore again. "I-I'm scared, I don't want to go with him. He didn't care last night, he even said so this morning. All he wants is my body."
"I'm sure that will change, Harry. He can't be all bad." Dumbledore said softly, praying he was right. "Why don't you go wait out side and I can talk to him. Maybe he'll let you stay here for awhile."
"Alright." Harry said, walking slowly out of the office, soon replaced by Lucius' tall form.
"Well?" Said the pale man with a sneer. "Have fun filling his head with nonsense? I hope you didn't get his hopes up to much, because there's no chance in hell he's staying here for the summer. He made the choice so now he must deal with the consequences."
"Lucius. Be reasonable, he's just a child." Dumbledore said, trying to reason with the man. "You can't possibly expect him to sleep with you. He's just had his entire life turned upside down and his future decided for him, all in less than 24 hours. Give him some time."
Lucius snorted arrogantly. "I don't think so. He belongs to me now and I expect him to serve me every night. I suggest you make suitable arrangements before the school year starts because I'm not going to wait for the vacations to take him either." From the tone of the mans voice Dumbledore could tell there was no hope for negotiations.
"Fine. I'll notify you when the arrangements are made."
"Good. Now I must take my leave, I have yet to fully explore that delicious little body of his," He said, deliberately taunting the Headmaster as he whirled around and marched out of the office.
Dumbledore watched him leave, silently praying for Harry's safety.
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"Let's go," Lucius commanded, striding past Harry without even looking at him.
"L-Lucius….why can't I stay here?" Harry asked, jogging to keep up with the man.
"Because I said so, now hurry up, I have things to do."
Harry gave a small nod, following Lucius outside. Feeling rather like a dog at the commands the older man was giving.
How was he supposed to live like this? Lucius treated him no better than an animal, expecting him to follow his commands without question. But then again, what choice did he have? For all the protest he could make it wouldn't change the fact that he was the property of the Death Eater, all he could do was just lay there and take it.
Lucius owned him, body ,mind and soul. A fact that horrified Harry to no end. How could one person have so much power over him? It was wrong. His life wasn't supposed to be like this.
"Stop brooding." Lucius snapped. "There's no use agonizing over it. You'll only make your self miserable and sick."
"Well what the hell am I supposed to do!!!" Harry screamed. Putting all his anger and frustration into the words. "My life is over. I'm like a fucking dog and you're my bloody master. How am I supposed to feel happy knowing that I've just signed myself over to someone who would like nothing better than to see me dead!? And what the hell's going to happen when Draco find's out? Everyone will know and my friends wont want to speak to me ever again!" He gave a tortured wail, falling to the ground while Lucius watched, his eye's showing a slight hint of pity.
"…Oh, mon petit." The older man sighed, gently lifting the sobbing boy in his arms. "I know you feel like your trapped, but there's nothing you can do about it."
Harry sniffled, resting his head against Lucius' strong shoulder. "How would you feel if you were bound to Cornelius Fudge?"
Lucius wrinkled his nose in distain. "I would have killed myself long before I found out."
"Well, that's kind of like how I feel."
The Death Eater snarled at the comparison. "Be thankful your not bound to Snape. He wouldn't hesitate to make your life a living hell if he was in my position." Harry shrugged, internally shuddering at the thought. "Now, enough talk, you need food and rest. I know your trying to get used to this but I will not have you moping around all day and being dead weight. Maybe you can put yourself to use exercising my pet's or something." Lucius nodded to himself. "Yes, that would be a good idea," He said to himself, "Not to hard, but difficult enough so your mind won't wander."
Harry coughed. "I'm right here you know." He mumbled angrily, frowning as a thought suddenly occurred to him. "…Lucius, a-am I going to have to……s-sleep with you again?"
"Yes." Came the firm reply that left no room for negotiation.
Harry lowered his head, feeling his eye's begin to tear up again as he began to tremble slightly. "….A-alright then. Uhm, what sort of animals do you have?"
"Just two actually," Said Lucius, lightly letting Harry drop to the ground and resumed walking at a slower pace so Harry could keep up. "There's my snake and my horse. The snake is a Boa Constrictor I had found near a muggle city nearly 5 years ago, and the horse is a rare breed of Dark Unicorn that usually run's off for weeks at a time on me when I need her most."
Harry was rather interested. Perhaps living with Lucius wouldn't be all that bad, it was just the night's he feared, but besides that, the older man was surprisingly good company, if a little cold and distant at times.
His fear and longing for freedom still hadn't diminished, but the least he could do was make the best of the situation for now.
"I'd like to see them. They sound amazing."
Lucius nodded his approval as they reached the edge of the anti-apparition wards. Taking a hold of Harry's arm he apparated to Malfoy Manor.
And so began the first day of the rest of Harry's life.
A/N: Hello everyone. I personally thought this chapter could be better, but I wanted to get it out of the way so I could get on with the real plot. Now I need your vote, who do you think should be the first person to find out about Lucius and Harry? Should it be Draco, Snape or Voldemort? I'll leave the decision to you my minions, MWA HA HA HA. ::coughs and looking around shiftily:: Those hairballs can be a bitch sometimes.
Ok, here's a question: Is it just me, or are all boy bands gay? I swear, they sound like girls, look like girls and sometimes dress like girls, is it coincidence or not?
And puh-leeeeze, R+R , it will make you rich beyond all belief, for I am the Goddess of Lucky Charms. ::gasps in horror:: EEEEEK!!! There after me lucky charms. ::runs away screaming::
Secrets of the Heart
Chapter 2
When Lucius entered the room later that night he did so with the intention of simply taking what he wanted and leaving Harry to deal with the consequences. So it's rather needless to say that he was surprised to find Harry curled up in the large bed, looking for all the world like he had just fallen to sleep after a hard day of school and homework.
The older man stood there in the doorway looking at the charming picture in front of him and couldn't help feeling REALLY good about himself. After all, he had done what Voldemort and the others found impossible and captured Harry Potter, and now the boy was his to do with as he liked.
That was certainly something to think about. Harry was his now to do with as he pleased.
Oh, the possibilities.
Two opportunities were presented here. One, he could take Harry without restraint and hurt the boy, running the risk of breaking him and somebody finding out about their arrangement. Or two, he could take Harry gently, and slowly gain the boys trust and possibly a valuable ally over time.
Really no contest there. Number two had so much more to gain from, not to mention, unlike his less dignified associates, he really didn't fancy the idea of raping a 15 year old boy. It wasn't exactly his idea of a victory to torture the helpless.
"Harry." He called softly, walking up to the bed and lightly shaking the boy. "Wake up, petit."
"Hmm?" Harry mumbled, his eye's slowly fluttered open revealing those shocking emerald orbs that were rapidly darkening in fear.
"Welcome to the land of the living." Lucius said with a small chuckle. Harry really did look like he had just stepped out of a coffin. Lucius wondered if perhaps the boy had vampire blood in him, he certainly looked like it. "Are you ready, petit?"
He could see the stream of emotions swirling in the boys eyes as he took a deep breath. "….Yes," he whispered after a long pause, lowering his head to hide the blush that was gracing his cheeks and the tears that followed.
"Shhh. Don't cry little one, I wont hurt you." Lucius said gently, placing a finger under his chin and lifting the boys face so he could look into those terrified eye's.
Slowly, so as not to startle the boy, Lucius gently lowered his head to kiss his petal soft lips, feeling Harry tense up as he did so.
The kiss was much more than he had expected. It was nothing like kissing the cold Narcissa, who's lips felt dead and uncaring. Nor was this like any of the lovers he had had over the years, who's passion was only fueled by their lust for money. This was different.
Harry's lip's felt warm and soft, with that charming hesitance and uncertainty that Lucius found rather sweet. It was very hard to find an innocence like Harry's in the world.
Harry himself was just as shocked. This wasn't what he had thought it would be like at all. It was nothing like those brief, awkward kisses that he had had at the astronomy tower with girls who were in love with his title and not who he really was. This kiss sent warm tingles throughout his entire body, driving away the cold that had been with him ever since he had come to this place. Unknowingly he had begun to respond to the kiss, nervously opening his mouth to let Lucius' tongue slide in.
They both held the kiss until the need to breath again was to much, reluctantly parting to stare at each other, Lucius with astonishment and Harry with fearful wondering.
"My my, petit. Are you sure you haven't done this before?" Lucius said, smirking slightly.
Harry's eye's lowered and his face went red. "No." He mumbled, wringing his hands. "That was my first kiss. Well…like that one anyways." He went redder.
"I will be your first and only." Said Lucius in a voice that left no room for argument, drawing Harry into another heated kiss.
It was some time later when Lucius pushed Harry onto his back and removed the sheets from his unresisting body, pausing to admire the view. Harry had a beautiful body, it was small and childish looking, despite him being 15, with pale milky skin that was sadly marred with many scars and dark bruises. Lucius was rather worried that Harry was so small, if he wasn't careful the boy could get badly hurt, and that was the last thing he needed.
With an inward shrug, Lucius reached over to a small stand beside the bed and began rummaging around until he found the small jar of lotion.
"P-please don't." Harry whimpered pitifully, beginning to tremble again. In spite of the wonderful kiss he and Lucius had shared, he really wasn't ready for this yet. "I d-don't want to…"
"Shhh, relax, I wont hurt you, petite." The older man said gently, pulling off his many robes until he to was naked. The man smirked as Harry stared at his well toned body, knowing he was good looking and knowing others thought he was good looking. He was very self absorbed, which anyone with brains could tell.
Moving slowly, Lucius crawled on the bed and began kissing the boys quivering belly, moving lower and lower, all the while spreading the lotion on his fingers.
When he finally reached Harry's groin the boy gave a startled shout and bucked his hips, nearly hitting Lucius as the man's mouth engulfed his hard member.
"God!" Harry screamed in ecstasy, clutching Lucius' white/blond hair to keep himself from wildly thrashing as the man began running his tongue down his cock. "Oh please." He moaned, wiggling slightly as the pressure began building to an unbearable peak, finally exploding.
Pulling back just in time, Lucius watched calmly as Harry came. Not wanting to lower himself to swallowing he simply watched as the boy collapsed on the bed bonelessly, much to exhausted to notice his surroundings, much less when Lucius parted his leg's and gently began pushing a slick finger past the tight ring of muscles, moving it around to prepare him for what was to come.
Harry was only vaguely aware of the finger entering him but he was to drunk on the aftershock to care what was happening to him. That changed however when he felt something much bigger than Lucius' fingers begin to relentlessly push against him. He didn't know or care what it was, all he cared about was the pain that came from the large invader. With a cry of pain as Lucius pushed further, burying his length in the sweet body under him, Harry began weakly struggling.
"Be still, petit." Lucius snapped, grabbing Harry's hip's and forcing him to stay still.
"H-hurts." He whimpered, his chest heaving as he tried to control the sobs that threatened to consume him. "Please, take it out, it hurts."
"I know, little one." Lucius murmured, gently kissing the trembling boy before slightly pulling out, seeking the prostate gland. He assumed he had found it when Harry gasped in pleasure. After that it was easy to get the boy to submit, especially when he began moving in him, hitting the prostate with each thrust. Bringing them quickly to the edge. Both were practically mindless by the time they came, screaming and moaning at the incredible onslaught of pleasure.
When it was all over, Lucius collapsed on top of Harry, breathing hard. Both fell asleep soon after, peacefully resting in each others embrace, completely unaware of the change that had taken place in both of them at that moment and totally unaware of the morning to come.
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Both woke up at nearly the same time, looking at each other with sleep glazed eye's, not actually aware yet. It was Harry who first remembered.
"Y-you bastard!" He screamed jumping off the bed only to find his legs wouldn't support him as he collapsed to the floor, burying his face in his hands and letting out harsh, wracking sobs. "Why?" He sobbed heartbrokenly. "I d-didn't want t-to do that yet. I wasn't r-ready."
Lucius slowly sat up, wincing slightly as his sore muscles moved into action. With a glare, he looked at the sobbing by at his feet. "I did it because you belong to me. You gave me permission, my silence in exchange for your body, I wasn't doing anything you didn't consent to." His gray eye's were hard like ice. "You had better get used to it because this is a magically binding contract and was signed the second our lips touched."
"No, I didn't want that to happen." Harry whimpered. "I-I was just trying to d-do my best for everyone. Can't y-you let me go?"
Lucius snorted. "What part of magical contract don't you understand? Were stuck with this until the day we die. You could say it's a marriage of souls if it would make you feel better. But the fact remains that neither the Ministry nor your precious Headmaster can break this….thing without killing us."
All the while Lucius was talking, Harry's eye's had grown even more large and teary. Somehow he thought Lucius would look a whole lot happier about it. "Why aren't you jumping for joy? You're the one that wanted this after all," he spat.
"No, I think your mistaken, I wanted your body, nothing more. I certainly didn't want to be bound to you for life. It was a grave mistake on my part not to notice it sooner." He sighed at his own stupidity. He had been so absorbed with the boy he hadn't even realize they were performing a binding ceremony. Not a proper one by any means, but it was enough for the magic to take hold of. "The contract was formed when we made the….vows, me, my silence, and you, your body. We signed it with the kiss, and bound it by having sex." He sighed in irritation the the stupid simplicity of it all.
"B-but what will everyone say when they find out. M-my friends won't want to talk to me a-and it will be all over the Daily Prophet." Harry cried desperately. "God, I should have just told them in the first place, then none of this would have happened." With that, the dam broke and Harry began sobbing uncontrollably, his small frame trembling like a leaf.
Lucius gave a suffering sigh, vowing to himself that he would never pick up another stray child again, and slid to the floor beside Harry, gathering the boy in his arms. "Don't cry, petit. I'll fix everything." He said, wondering why the hell he was being so damn nice. "Now get up, we need to take a trip to Hogwart's."
"NO!" Harry shouted suddenly. "You can't! I don't want anyone to know. Please."
"I don't care," he said, his voice going cold and emotionless. His mood swings were starting to kick in again. "I'm not giving you a choice, now get up. Accio robes." Two pairs of black robes flew across the room and into Lucius' outstretched hand. "Put this on."
Numbly, Harry took the robe, noticing it wasn't the one he was wearing when he first arrived. It was made of much finer material and was the same style as the older mans. Black, high collared and form fitting. But where Harry's had gold buttons running down the front, Lucius' had silver buttons.
Harry didn't fancy the idea of walking around looking like Lucius Malfoy, but he wisely kept his mouth shut and slipped the robe on, noting with surprise that it fit him perfectly. A house elf must have made it for him while Lucius had been gone.
Lucius looked approvingly at Harry, noting how good Harry looked in black and making a mental note to make sure all of Harry's robes were black or green. "Are you ready?"
Harry nodded miserably. "Good. And for heavens sake, do something with your hair, it looks hideous." He ordered, grabbing Harry's arm and apparating to the Hogwart's anti-apparition boundaries.
Without even pausing for a second, Lucius began dragging the silent boy towards the castle.
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Dumbledore was sitting in his office when a small house elf appeared, announcing the arrival of none other than Harry Potter and Lucius Malfoy. Dumbledore didn't believe it at first, until he saw it with his own eye's, than he began worrying, seeing the tenseness on Lucius' face and the sad, miserable look in Harry's red eye's.
Now his curiosity was really acting up, and he had a hard time controlling himself from asking them to spill everything.
"Lemon drop?" He offered politely.
"No. Were not here on a social call." Lucius snapped.
"Oh?"
"It seems Mr. Potter and I have accidentally entered into a bound magical contract."
"……." The twinkle in Dumbledore's eye's didn't vanish. If anything, it got brighter and filled with even more curiosity which annoyed Lucius to no end. "And how on earth did that happen?"
And so Lucius let loose with the entire story, neither of them noticing when Harry began silently crying again, frantically rubbing his wrists that had all of a sudden gotten very itchy where the scars were. He just knew everyone was going to hate him. Ron would look at him with disgust, Hermione would never speak to him again, and everyone would hate him all because he was being forced to sleep with a man twice his age.
But most of all, he didn't think he could stand to find out what would happen when Sirius got wind of this, he would never speak to Harry again. And he would never have a family now. His future was with Lucius, he could never have a girlfriend, or get married, or even have children. Not to mention they would both probably be dead once Voldemort found out.
His future and death were all but written in stone. He never had a chance, he was a martyr of fate.
He didn't notice when the two older men had stopped talking and were looking at him.
"Lucius, do you think you could give us a moment?"
"Fine." Lucius said, striding out of the room with an air of irritation about him. The sound of a slamming door signaling they were alone.
There was a long awkward pause as Dumbledore sadly took in Harry's pale, tear streaked face. "…..Are you alright Harry?" The boy shook his head. "I see. Well, this is some mess you two have gotten yourself into."
"Can you fix it?" Harry asked hopefully.
"I'm afraid not Harry, bound contracts can't be broken without killing the two casters." He sighed, looking a whole lot older. "I wish there was something I could do….but I can't."
Harry gave a soft whimper, wringing his hands nervously. "B-but I…. I don't want to go back with him. He'll m-make me sleep with him again. Please, c-can't you do something?"
The Headmaster frown, feeling a great swell of pity for the scared child in front of him, furious at his own inability to help the poor boy. "I'm sorry Harry, but I have no power in this matter. The choice rest's with Lucius alone, the most I can do for you is to keep this from everyone until your ready for them to know."
The boy gave a small sob, looking at Dumbledore with desperate, pleading eye's. "C-could I stay here for the rest of the summer? Please, I don't want to go back."
"I'm sorry, but the decision isn't mine to make. You will have to speak to Lucius." He said softly, cursing himself mentally as Harry's eye's lost any spark of hope he may have had and he dully shook his head.
"He wont let me." He looked up at Dumbledore again. "I-I'm scared, I don't want to go with him. He didn't care last night, he even said so this morning. All he wants is my body."
"I'm sure that will change, Harry. He can't be all bad." Dumbledore said softly, praying he was right. "Why don't you go wait out side and I can talk to him. Maybe he'll let you stay here for awhile."
"Alright." Harry said, walking slowly out of the office, soon replaced by Lucius' tall form.
"Well?" Said the pale man with a sneer. "Have fun filling his head with nonsense? I hope you didn't get his hopes up to much, because there's no chance in hell he's staying here for the summer. He made the choice so now he must deal with the consequences."
"Lucius. Be reasonable, he's just a child." Dumbledore said, trying to reason with the man. "You can't possibly expect him to sleep with you. He's just had his entire life turned upside down and his future decided for him, all in less than 24 hours. Give him some time."
Lucius snorted arrogantly. "I don't think so. He belongs to me now and I expect him to serve me every night. I suggest you make suitable arrangements before the school year starts because I'm not going to wait for the vacations to take him either." From the tone of the mans voice Dumbledore could tell there was no hope for negotiations.
"Fine. I'll notify you when the arrangements are made."
"Good. Now I must take my leave, I have yet to fully explore that delicious little body of his," He said, deliberately taunting the Headmaster as he whirled around and marched out of the office.
Dumbledore watched him leave, silently praying for Harry's safety.
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"Let's go," Lucius commanded, striding past Harry without even looking at him.
"L-Lucius….why can't I stay here?" Harry asked, jogging to keep up with the man.
"Because I said so, now hurry up, I have things to do."
Harry gave a small nod, following Lucius outside. Feeling rather like a dog at the commands the older man was giving.
How was he supposed to live like this? Lucius treated him no better than an animal, expecting him to follow his commands without question. But then again, what choice did he have? For all the protest he could make it wouldn't change the fact that he was the property of the Death Eater, all he could do was just lay there and take it.
Lucius owned him, body ,mind and soul. A fact that horrified Harry to no end. How could one person have so much power over him? It was wrong. His life wasn't supposed to be like this.
"Stop brooding." Lucius snapped. "There's no use agonizing over it. You'll only make your self miserable and sick."
"Well what the hell am I supposed to do!!!" Harry screamed. Putting all his anger and frustration into the words. "My life is over. I'm like a fucking dog and you're my bloody master. How am I supposed to feel happy knowing that I've just signed myself over to someone who would like nothing better than to see me dead!? And what the hell's going to happen when Draco find's out? Everyone will know and my friends wont want to speak to me ever again!" He gave a tortured wail, falling to the ground while Lucius watched, his eye's showing a slight hint of pity.
"…Oh, mon petit." The older man sighed, gently lifting the sobbing boy in his arms. "I know you feel like your trapped, but there's nothing you can do about it."
Harry sniffled, resting his head against Lucius' strong shoulder. "How would you feel if you were bound to Cornelius Fudge?"
Lucius wrinkled his nose in distain. "I would have killed myself long before I found out."
"Well, that's kind of like how I feel."
The Death Eater snarled at the comparison. "Be thankful your not bound to Snape. He wouldn't hesitate to make your life a living hell if he was in my position." Harry shrugged, internally shuddering at the thought. "Now, enough talk, you need food and rest. I know your trying to get used to this but I will not have you moping around all day and being dead weight. Maybe you can put yourself to use exercising my pet's or something." Lucius nodded to himself. "Yes, that would be a good idea," He said to himself, "Not to hard, but difficult enough so your mind won't wander."
Harry coughed. "I'm right here you know." He mumbled angrily, frowning as a thought suddenly occurred to him. "…Lucius, a-am I going to have to……s-sleep with you again?"
"Yes." Came the firm reply that left no room for negotiation.
Harry lowered his head, feeling his eye's begin to tear up again as he began to tremble slightly. "….A-alright then. Uhm, what sort of animals do you have?"
"Just two actually," Said Lucius, lightly letting Harry drop to the ground and resumed walking at a slower pace so Harry could keep up. "There's my snake and my horse. The snake is a Boa Constrictor I had found near a muggle city nearly 5 years ago, and the horse is a rare breed of Dark Unicorn that usually run's off for weeks at a time on me when I need her most."
Harry was rather interested. Perhaps living with Lucius wouldn't be all that bad, it was just the night's he feared, but besides that, the older man was surprisingly good company, if a little cold and distant at times.
His fear and longing for freedom still hadn't diminished, but the least he could do was make the best of the situation for now.
"I'd like to see them. They sound amazing."
Lucius nodded his approval as they reached the edge of the anti-apparition wards. Taking a hold of Harry's arm he apparated to Malfoy Manor.
And so began the first day of the rest of Harry's life.
A/N: Hello everyone. I personally thought this chapter could be better, but I wanted to get it out of the way so I could get on with the real plot. Now I need your vote, who do you think should be the first person to find out about Lucius and Harry? Should it be Draco, Snape or Voldemort? I'll leave the decision to you my minions, MWA HA HA HA. ::coughs and looking around shiftily:: Those hairballs can be a bitch sometimes.
Ok, here's a question: Is it just me, or are all boy bands gay? I swear, they sound like girls, look like girls and sometimes dress like girls, is it coincidence or not?