Chapter 2
The next hour flew by as the two played a game of chess. They only stopped as the fireplace beeped, announcing the soon to be arrival of Lucius. Severus stood up and smiled warmly as Lucius stepped out of the fireplace. "Lucius." He greeted.
"Severus." Lucius turned his gaze to Harry, who stood nervously. "Lucian." Lucius suddenly rushed foreword and grabbed Harry in a bone jarring hug. Harry hesitantly wrapped his arms around the man as he sobbed into his ear. "I can't believe it! You were supposed to be dead!" Harry smiled and buried his head in Lucius's shoulder. "I'm so glad you're okay."
Harry nodded and pulled away from Lucius as the man wiped tears from his eyes. "Tom will be so happy." Lucius pulled Harry into another, more gentle hug. "I know I am." Harry squeezed him back and Lucius stepped away. "Severus, it's always good to see you as well." Lucius graced Severus with a hug as well before plopping onto a couch.
"Likewise, Lucius." Lucius motioned Harry over to him and when Harry was close enough, he pulled him into his lap. Harry sat awkwardly for a moment but then seemed to adjust to the position and leaned his head on Lucius's shoulder. "I was going to take him to meet with Tom tomorrow."
"I see. He'll be so happy that you're all right. What are going to be the living arrangements? Have you given them any thought?"
"I was thinking that Harry would live with me during the school year, and we could live at the manor with you during summer. That way he'll be with both of us and he'll have an easy way to visit Tom.." Severus replied. "What do you think Harry?"
"Sounds fine. Where does Tom live?"
"In an old mansion called Serpents Lair. He would live with me but it would be too dangerous for him" Harry gave him a confused look. "Auror's swamp the place every so often. It's hard enough hiding all of my valuables from them but to hide the Dark Lord? No, that would be impossible. I would have to hide him under the dining room floor with my stuff. That would not be good because he'll toy around with the items and set their radars off." Harry blinked. "He's like a child at times. Very short attention span and very curious, more so now that he got his body back."
"Oh. What body does he have now?"
"It's like his original body before you blasted him a good one as a baby. The same one, in fact. Very handsome if you ask me." Severus snorted and Harry laughed. "Don't you dare laugh at me Severus! You think the same thing!" Harry grinned as Severus flushed, but didn't deny it. Then a thought struck him and he quit laughing. "Lucian, something wrong?"
"No. It's just.will I be able to get near Tom without my scar hurting?" The two men fell silent.
"Well, that will pose quite a problem." Lucius muttered. "Severus, is there anything you can give him to lessen the pain if it happens?"
"No. Pain killers of any type won't help curse scars. Have you ever dreamt without it hurting?" Lucius blinked. "He can see Tom in his dreams. A lot of the times it's of either a meeting or torture. He feels the curses when they're cast."
"Holy mother of Merlin! So you're the one that's been telling about the meetings! We haven't had a good raid in a while because of you!" Harry grinned sheepishly and nodded. "Ah well. Tom will not be happy about that."
"Well it isn't MY fault! I didn't ask for the dreams, or the beatings I get when I wake.up." The two men looked at Harry with raised eyebrows. "Oops. Wasn't supposed to say that." Harry tried to get off Lucius's lap but the man held him tightly. "Please, I don't want to talk about this! Let me go?"
"No, Harry you need to tell us. What did you say about beatings?" Lucius gently held Harry to his chest. Severus stood then knelt in front of them. "Harry, tell us. We want to help you."
"I.." Harry took a deep breath. "The Dursleys didn't like me, they never will. They thought I was a freak because I could do magic. They thought they could beat the magic out of me. Ever since I was little they would hit me, and then throw me in my cupboard. Sometimes Uncle Vernon would take a belt or a stick to me. If I accidentally did magic I was thrown in my cupboard after a beating with no food or water for days. Sometimes weeks. After I came to Hogwarts, I was given my cousins second bedroom. They thought the other 'freaks' would do something to them if they found out about my cupboard. Then the dreams started. I would wake them up with my screaming. I would get beaten." Lucius's arms tightened around Harry.
"Those vile, disgusting, morbid." Harry tuned Severus out as the man ranted about his relatives. "You are NEVER going back there again!"
"Severus, I know. I'm going to be staying with you, remember?" Severus dropped onto the couch beside them.
"I know. It just felt good to rant like that." Harry chuckled. "You should head to bed. It's getting late and we're going to see Tom tomorrow. Your bedroom is down that hall, second door on the left. You can decorate it later on if you like." "Yeah, thanks."
"You are NOT wearing that!" Harry turned around to glare at Severus, who was lounging in the doorway to his bedroom. "Those clothes don't even FIT you."
"Well, it's all I have to wear." Severus snorted in disgust. "And unless you forgot, it's summer holidays. I'm not allowed to do magic." Harry huffed. Severus waved his hand and the clothes he was wearing shrank to his size. Severus waved his hand again and the shirt became an emerald green long sleeve silk shirt with silver trim. His pants were transfigured into black leather dress pants.
"There. That's loads better." Harry grinned at his reflection. "Now come on, Lucius is waiting for us." Harry bolted after Severus and they flooed to Malfoy Manor. Lucius met them in the living room and helped Harry to brush the soot and dirt off his clothing. "Did you get him the cloak?" Lucius nodded and motioned to a cloak hanging over the back of the couch. "Go put it on Harry."
"Okay." Harry slid on the cloak and was pleased to find that it was made of a soft, silky material. The cloak was emerald green with black lining, and there was silver trim around the pockets and hood. "It's beautiful!" Harry said. Severus and Lucius smiled and Lucius stepped foreword. He held something in his hand.
"I'm glad you like it. This is something we made a long time ago, before you were even born. It's a clasp for any cloak or robes you wear. It's a design that shows you are part of the Riddle, Snape, and Malfoy family." Harry stood still as Lucius put the clasp on his cloak.
"We must go now." Severus spoke up. "Tom will be anxious to see you. But first, how is your scar?"
"It's fine." Severus nodded. He motioned for Harry to follow him out of the living room and the three traveled down some stairs then through many deserted halls. Not once did Harry's scar burn, hurt, or even itch. They stopped in front of a large oak door and Severus knocked.
"Who is it?" Harry rubbed his scar, which had begun to tingle at the sound of the menacing voice inside.
"It's Severus, Lucius, and....Lucian." The door swung open to reveal a young man with black hair and wild red eyes.
The next hour flew by as the two played a game of chess. They only stopped as the fireplace beeped, announcing the soon to be arrival of Lucius. Severus stood up and smiled warmly as Lucius stepped out of the fireplace. "Lucius." He greeted.
"Severus." Lucius turned his gaze to Harry, who stood nervously. "Lucian." Lucius suddenly rushed foreword and grabbed Harry in a bone jarring hug. Harry hesitantly wrapped his arms around the man as he sobbed into his ear. "I can't believe it! You were supposed to be dead!" Harry smiled and buried his head in Lucius's shoulder. "I'm so glad you're okay."
Harry nodded and pulled away from Lucius as the man wiped tears from his eyes. "Tom will be so happy." Lucius pulled Harry into another, more gentle hug. "I know I am." Harry squeezed him back and Lucius stepped away. "Severus, it's always good to see you as well." Lucius graced Severus with a hug as well before plopping onto a couch.
"Likewise, Lucius." Lucius motioned Harry over to him and when Harry was close enough, he pulled him into his lap. Harry sat awkwardly for a moment but then seemed to adjust to the position and leaned his head on Lucius's shoulder. "I was going to take him to meet with Tom tomorrow."
"I see. He'll be so happy that you're all right. What are going to be the living arrangements? Have you given them any thought?"
"I was thinking that Harry would live with me during the school year, and we could live at the manor with you during summer. That way he'll be with both of us and he'll have an easy way to visit Tom.." Severus replied. "What do you think Harry?"
"Sounds fine. Where does Tom live?"
"In an old mansion called Serpents Lair. He would live with me but it would be too dangerous for him" Harry gave him a confused look. "Auror's swamp the place every so often. It's hard enough hiding all of my valuables from them but to hide the Dark Lord? No, that would be impossible. I would have to hide him under the dining room floor with my stuff. That would not be good because he'll toy around with the items and set their radars off." Harry blinked. "He's like a child at times. Very short attention span and very curious, more so now that he got his body back."
"Oh. What body does he have now?"
"It's like his original body before you blasted him a good one as a baby. The same one, in fact. Very handsome if you ask me." Severus snorted and Harry laughed. "Don't you dare laugh at me Severus! You think the same thing!" Harry grinned as Severus flushed, but didn't deny it. Then a thought struck him and he quit laughing. "Lucian, something wrong?"
"No. It's just.will I be able to get near Tom without my scar hurting?" The two men fell silent.
"Well, that will pose quite a problem." Lucius muttered. "Severus, is there anything you can give him to lessen the pain if it happens?"
"No. Pain killers of any type won't help curse scars. Have you ever dreamt without it hurting?" Lucius blinked. "He can see Tom in his dreams. A lot of the times it's of either a meeting or torture. He feels the curses when they're cast."
"Holy mother of Merlin! So you're the one that's been telling about the meetings! We haven't had a good raid in a while because of you!" Harry grinned sheepishly and nodded. "Ah well. Tom will not be happy about that."
"Well it isn't MY fault! I didn't ask for the dreams, or the beatings I get when I wake.up." The two men looked at Harry with raised eyebrows. "Oops. Wasn't supposed to say that." Harry tried to get off Lucius's lap but the man held him tightly. "Please, I don't want to talk about this! Let me go?"
"No, Harry you need to tell us. What did you say about beatings?" Lucius gently held Harry to his chest. Severus stood then knelt in front of them. "Harry, tell us. We want to help you."
"I.." Harry took a deep breath. "The Dursleys didn't like me, they never will. They thought I was a freak because I could do magic. They thought they could beat the magic out of me. Ever since I was little they would hit me, and then throw me in my cupboard. Sometimes Uncle Vernon would take a belt or a stick to me. If I accidentally did magic I was thrown in my cupboard after a beating with no food or water for days. Sometimes weeks. After I came to Hogwarts, I was given my cousins second bedroom. They thought the other 'freaks' would do something to them if they found out about my cupboard. Then the dreams started. I would wake them up with my screaming. I would get beaten." Lucius's arms tightened around Harry.
"Those vile, disgusting, morbid." Harry tuned Severus out as the man ranted about his relatives. "You are NEVER going back there again!"
"Severus, I know. I'm going to be staying with you, remember?" Severus dropped onto the couch beside them.
"I know. It just felt good to rant like that." Harry chuckled. "You should head to bed. It's getting late and we're going to see Tom tomorrow. Your bedroom is down that hall, second door on the left. You can decorate it later on if you like." "Yeah, thanks."
"You are NOT wearing that!" Harry turned around to glare at Severus, who was lounging in the doorway to his bedroom. "Those clothes don't even FIT you."
"Well, it's all I have to wear." Severus snorted in disgust. "And unless you forgot, it's summer holidays. I'm not allowed to do magic." Harry huffed. Severus waved his hand and the clothes he was wearing shrank to his size. Severus waved his hand again and the shirt became an emerald green long sleeve silk shirt with silver trim. His pants were transfigured into black leather dress pants.
"There. That's loads better." Harry grinned at his reflection. "Now come on, Lucius is waiting for us." Harry bolted after Severus and they flooed to Malfoy Manor. Lucius met them in the living room and helped Harry to brush the soot and dirt off his clothing. "Did you get him the cloak?" Lucius nodded and motioned to a cloak hanging over the back of the couch. "Go put it on Harry."
"Okay." Harry slid on the cloak and was pleased to find that it was made of a soft, silky material. The cloak was emerald green with black lining, and there was silver trim around the pockets and hood. "It's beautiful!" Harry said. Severus and Lucius smiled and Lucius stepped foreword. He held something in his hand.
"I'm glad you like it. This is something we made a long time ago, before you were even born. It's a clasp for any cloak or robes you wear. It's a design that shows you are part of the Riddle, Snape, and Malfoy family." Harry stood still as Lucius put the clasp on his cloak.
"We must go now." Severus spoke up. "Tom will be anxious to see you. But first, how is your scar?"
"It's fine." Severus nodded. He motioned for Harry to follow him out of the living room and the three traveled down some stairs then through many deserted halls. Not once did Harry's scar burn, hurt, or even itch. They stopped in front of a large oak door and Severus knocked.
"Who is it?" Harry rubbed his scar, which had begun to tingle at the sound of the menacing voice inside.
"It's Severus, Lucius, and....Lucian." The door swung open to reveal a young man with black hair and wild red eyes.