disclaimers: dont own Harry Potter

author: Akemi

warnings: Slash/Yaoi=boy x boy love

rating: R to Nc-17 with fluffy scenes later. There will be some Lucius/Draco incest, so if your squeamish, please....leave now.

summary: Harry's finally had enough of the Dursleys and his mind snaps, turning him into, perhaps, the next Dark Lord. Going against the Ministry of Magic's stict rules of practicing no magic while out of school, Harry apparates to Knockturn Alley where he meets Lucius and eagerly goes to the Dark Side. When Voldemort wants to attack Hogwart's, Harry goes against his former friends. Severus switches side and along with Remus and Sirius, their willing to go to far stretches to figure out the cause of Harry's subsequent descent into darkness but will it be too late? Will Voldemort's influence be too much? Can love truly conquer all? Harry/Lucius, Harry/Draco, Sirius/Remus, later on :Severus/Harry

Title: PETALS

Chapter 2

Harry stared at the huge manor with awe. The home was large and exquisite, nothing that Harry would have put past the Malfoy's. The grounds were expansive, gardens towards the left of a heavy iron gate that had roses spiraling in circles. Two serpent statues towered high, the heads touching the underbelly of a balcony on the second floor. The manor must have been thousands of years old but was still in wonderful condition, the only evidence it was old was the gothic era gargoyles and dragons carved into the sides. Harry nearly jumped when a hand descended upon his shoulder.

Lucius stood, grinning at him. "I take it you are impressed?" Of course the boy was impressed. What fool wouldn't be? He laughed at the stupefied expression. "You are, no doubt. Come along, you will have enough time to explore during your stay here. There's a Quidditch pitch behind the manor. I'm sure you and Draco will get your use out of it. Do you need to bathe before dinner?"

"Er..no..thats okay. I'm famished." Harry followed the older wizard inside, even more taken aback by the antique furniture that would have been worth millions in the muggle world. It was richly decorted in what else; black, silver, and green. Slytherin to the core. Harry didn't mind, it was quite homely. In fact, it was the best thing he'd ever seen. The sense of belonging and caring stole over him as he glanced at family picture. Narcissa, Draco, and Lucius. Draco was rather ferrety looking when he was a child. Harry's gaze shifted to a picture of Lucius, Severus, and two other men. They must have been only teenagers! If Draco grew his hair, he would be an exact replica of the young Lucius. The blonde in the picture was rolling his eyes at the unknown men while Severus was casting some sort of curse. Harry's lips twitched into a smile.

"I was quite the prize back then. Anyone would have been thrilled to even be aknowledged by me," Lucius drawled, snapping at a house elf. "Take Master Potter's things to the guest bedroom beside Master Draco's." The elf bobbed his head and dissappeared. "Severus was handsome then, not that he isn't now but stress has changed him."

"Were you and Snape an item?" Harry clamped his hand over his mouth at his blatant disregard for respect. He hoped that Lucius wouldn't hex him. However, the aristocrat laughed. Harry raised a brow at the man, the sound so foreign from one like Lucius.

"Yes, as a matter of fact, we were but duty to my family came first before love. I married Narcissa and she produced me an heir." The door banged open and a gasp came. Standing with a bewildered looked was Draco. His silvery blonde hair hung to his chin, the unique blend of stormy blue-gray and gold were full of betrayal. He was shorter than Harry but lean and lanky. "Good afternoon son."

"WHAT THE HELL?! WHY IS HE HERE?!" Draco erupted, pointing wildly at Harry. "Is this a joke?! Tell me thats someone else under Polyjuice and you wanted that person to go as Potter for some sick reason." Draco frowned at his father, arms crossing in front of the narrow chest. "WELL?!"

"Draco, please, refrain from yelling." Lucius held up a hand, commanding silence. "You will not raise your voice to me or to Harry."

"Oh, so its Harry now? Dad, I think you've finally gone off the deep end." Draco glared daggers at Harry who scooted a little closer to Lucius. Draco continued his tirade. "I dont think Lord Voldemort will take too kindly to your..your LUST over Potter."

"SON!" Lucius snapped, fear lancing through Draco's silver tinted eyes as he stared levelly at his flushed father. "Perhaps if you would shut your mouth for more than five seconds I could explain as to why Harry is here. To the lounge, if you dont mind." The trio tromped to the comfortable room near the foyer. Harry was advoiding the seething Draco, his body closer to Lucius than would have been considered appropriate. This only caused Draco's foosteps to be angrier and heavier. Lucius removed his cloak and Harry was forced to keep his attention from anywhere but the older wizard. Underneath the volumptous robes was a figure much like Draco's except hardened by age.

Draco cholerically sank onto one of the easy chairs by the empty fireplace, propping a knee to his chest, head resting on the arm sprawled. "This had better be good, Dad." With a clear indication that he dissapproved of Harry being in the same room as him, Draco hushed and tuned into Lucius.

"I found Harry at Knockturn Alley at Sabriell's Apothecary. He told me that he killed that muggle Vernon." Draco laughed, falling onto the floor with a thump. Lucius pursed his lips. "This is hardly the time to be laughing like an idiot my Dragon. Harry will be facing charges for murder from that incapable Fudge. Harry will be living with us and will be under our protection."

Draco held his heaving lungs, lazily lying on the floor, tears of mirth streaming from his eyes. "Let me get this straight. Harry agreed, willingly, to come here to a known Death Eaters house?!" Draco started laughing again. "Oh this is too rich. The jokes over Dad." Emerald and Silver stared at him unblinking and it was then his heart sank to the pits of his stomach. "Oh my fucking god. Your not lieing." He jumped to his feet and chewed his nails nervously. "Whats Lord Voldemort going to say?! Potter's at the top of his list!"

Lucius patted the narrow space next to him on the chair in which Draco slid into easily. "I'm aware of what concerns you but I am going to tell our lord soon. He will be thrilled my Dragon." Lucius stroked the side of Draco's face, the boy nuzzling the smooth hand. Harry watched with interest at the affection passing betwixt the attractive blondes. Lucius pulled Draco closer, mouth next to an ear so that Harry couldn't hear. "And imagine, the fun. Imagine him underneath you, panting and screaming your name as you thrust into him over and over and over again." Draco shuddered at the rush of desire.

"What of you? Won't we share?" Draco asked, straddling his father's hips. Harry's mouth opened in shock. This was not normal. Instead of being revolted, he was finding it pleasant to gape at. It seemed....right with them. Draco wrapped his arm's around Lucius' neck. "I wouldn't mind it."

"We shall see. We'll finish this when I return," Lucius promised, kissing Draco's lips chastely. Draco turned around in the grasp, smirking at Harry. He remained seated on Lucius' lap, waiting for the other blonde to make some sort of move.

"Whats the matter Potter? Not approve?" Draco's eyes darted to the buldge in Harry's jeans. He snickered. "Apparently you do." With a mischevious twinkle, Draco licked seductively at Lucius's throat, teeth grazing the creamy flesh. "Would you like to watch sometime, Potter? Or would you rather join?"

Lucius chuckled, removing Draco from his thighs as he stood. "I think thats enough teasing him. I will return by nine. I expect you to have already ate, bathed, and dressed for bed. Or," Lucius grinned ferally, "Not dressed. Either is fine with me. Harry, same goes for you." With a wink, Lucius apparated.

Draco frowned at the loss. He was just beginning to enjoy the moment. He yawned, stretching his arms above his head. "So Potter, what did it feel like killing?" He padded across the floor to the couch, sitting next to Harry.

"I dont want to talk about it." Harry did feel some guilt, okay, not much but it was there. Even if Vernon made his entire life a living hell, noone should have died. Yet, it made him want to wallow in power. Harry stared at the hand that had been holding his wand. The power was his. He could be in the same league as Voldemort. Why didn't that thought disturb him as much as it should have?

"Fine, be that way." Draco shrugged his slender shoulders. "Tell me something, what made you agree to come here? Last time I checked you despised my father and me."

"It was either that or go to Azkaban."

"You do realise that your stuck here for all eternity, dont you?" Harry nodded. "And that there's a huge chance that you'll become a Death Eater. Lord Voldemort's motto is; join or die. Which will you choose when he propositions you?"

"I'm not...not positive yet..." Harry hadn't given it much thought. Lucius was Voldemort's right hand man. Was being a Death Eater that bad? All of the Death Eaters were purebloods and had more money than they knew what to do with. They were each powerful in their own rights, especially the seasoned Death Eaters like Lucius. Aside from the horrid tattoo, what did it matter? Maybe this was his destiny. Instead of defeating Voldemort, perhaps it was to join him.

"Or, he could just make you his sex slave." Harry chocked on some air at the thought and then pulled a full body shiver at the prospect. Draco laughed. "He has Flint for that."

"Marcus?"

"Yep, the very one. It was the only reason he was drafted into the Death Eaters. He was too stupid to do anything else but fuck Lord Voldemort. Father says that when Voldemort was younger, he was rather handsome."

"He was. I had the honor of meeting his sixteen year old form. There was tension between us but I think it was all purely sexual."

Draco rolled his eyes, settling into the cushions comfortably. "Would you have shagged him?"

"In a heartbeat."

The Slytherin pounced on Harry knocking him down. "Your not half bad Potter. About my father's offer, will you be waiting in his bed with me?" Draco trailed a finger from Harry's forehead to his navel. "Because, the more the merrier. Not that I dont enjoy my father's company but corrupting innocent virgins is a favorite game of mine."

"Corrupting virgins?"

"Noone knows of my little sexcapades." Draco sat indian-style on Harry's abdominals. "I lost my virginity when I was eleven to none other than Oliver Wood." Harry blinked, gaping like a fish. "It would seem that Quidditch slipped his mind the the second he caught a glimpse of me. We met frequently until he graduated. Shame." Draco frowned, recollecting on the handsome Quidditch star. "After that, I just started meeting people in the Astronomy Tower. Shall I name the list?"

"Uh....sure....."

"The Weasel in second year." Harry went to talk when Draco silenced him with a finger to his lips. "Along with the twins, Flint, and Justin. In third year, it was Cedric, Seamus and Pucey; adding to that the ones before. Fourth year nothing changed but Krum. Fifth year, Black." Harry goggled. "Oh and Snape. As for sixth year, I plan to score you."

Harry blinked. "You had sex with Ron?" Draco just flicked at his hair as if things like that happened every day. "You hate each other!"

"Can't say it wasn't exhilarting. We were rough and both of us had bruises. Any other comments?"

"I can understand the others but my godfather?!" Harry squealed. "HOW?!"

"I seduced him. It wasn't hard. Your godfather is a pretty man, so dreamy. Did you know he and my father shared each others beds up until Black's imprisonment?" Harry shook his head, shocked. "True but back to my little..tryst with Black. Lupin was with Snape because Snape wanted to monitor Lupin's transformation. I found Black outside by the lake and one thing led to another."

"Do...do you still?"

"God no! Lupin would kill me if he knew I was shagging his boyfriend."

"Oh..good. What about Lucius? When did you two start?"

"Contrary to popular belief, my father isn't a vindictive bastard. I came onto him shortly after my thirteenth birthday. We both agreed it was something we needed; only we could offer love to each other. My mother wasn't worth anything. We only have one another."

"So that made you have sex?"

"Unlike muggles, its common for the family members of ancient, pure-bloods to participate in copulation with their kin. Perhaps you should ask my father about Bill and Charlie Weasley. Their lovers." Draco glibly got off of Harry and dusted his robes. "I ask you again, will you be waiting in my father's bed with me?"

"Y..Yes. I'd like that.."

"Are you a virgin Potter?"

"No."

"Who did you have sex with?"

"It wasn't sex, it was rape," Harry spat.

"Does my father know?"

"Yes and leave it at that."

"Alright Potter. How about we fly around the Quidditch Pitch. I've been practising my moves. Unfortunately I won't get to defeat you. Hmm, I wonder what the students will think about your abscence? I only hope Father comes up with some sort of plan. I'm sure that you could learn on your own. The library is extensive." Draco remarked as he and Harry went outside and headed for the field. "And Lord Voldemort would be more than happy to teach you some spells." Harry looked as if he'd swallowed a bug. "What is wrong with you?"

"Voldemort comes here?"

"All the time. In fact, I think he's scheduled for a rendezvous tomorrow night. Dinner, I think. Telling him, he'll stay the night to be with my father."

"Huh? You mean, Voldemort and Lucius...you know......have sex?"

"Well of course. Every Death Eater has sex with him. Its part of the trade. Potter, Voldemort isn't so bad once you get used to him. He's changed his appearance since you last saw him in fourth year. That snakey disposition is gone, thank the gods. He's near sixty but looks nothing like his age. He looks nearly fourty. I guess you'll just have to wait and see, won't you Potter?"

"Oh, I'm looking forward to," Harry remarked sarcastically.

"I'm sure you are."

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