A/N- thanks to all of you who have reviewed! Keep it up! Here's chapter 5---enjoy it- hope you love it. Lemme know what you think.
P.S.- Sadly, I dont own Harry Potter
Chapter 5- Tickling the Pear
Nine o'clock had Harry sulking his way to the kitchens.
"A snack he says... merlin, why can't he pull Remus' dick out of his ass and get his own snack."
Ten minutes prior, Sirius had announced to everyone in the Common room that he was hungry, and sent Harry to get it. He was told that being the newest Marauder meant doing odds and ends for the other members, but this was ridiculous. He begged his dad not to make him go, but it wasn't in his power to change the rules, even if he wanted to.
"Sorry kiddo... but even being my son can't get you out of it."
Harry even attempted to pull the broken heart card with Sirius. But he only responded with "then fresh air and a good walk will do you good."
"Oh sure, easy for you to say... Remus will never leave you for a blonde bimbo." Harry sighed. He shouldn't say that. Lucius was never with him; she had him first.... the bitch. He had planned, that on Monday morning, he was going to pay a visit to Dumbledore to ask for a potion to keep the madness away. He knew it would happen sooner then later; might as well fix the problem now.
Harry leaned up against the wall next to the painting of the paer. His heart hurt. He slid down the wall on his shoulder, needing to sit down. When his butt hit the floor a pair of strong arms wrapped around him. The pull in his chest exploded into electric shocks all over his body. They were so powerful he began to shiver. Lucius pulled Harry against his chest and stroked his hair. He didn't feel the shivering until Harry's back connected with his chest.
"Harry, love, are you alright? Why are you shaking?"
"I.... I just.... need...." Before Harry finished his sentence he turned around and pressed his lips to Lucius' in a feather light kiss.
Lucius sighed and tangled his fingers in the hair on the back of Harry's head. Harry wrapped his arms around his mate's neck and deepened the kiss. Lucius snaked his other arm around Harry's waist and pulled him closer, so their bodies were flush up against each other. A battle for dominance pursued; neither giving in. This led to tongues wrapping around tongues, teeth nibbling on bottom lips, and no breathing. You'd think that one would be able to breathe through one's nose, surely. But when making out gets this hot, one seems to forget the simple things. Ten minutes after the snogging began, it ended with two boys desperate for air. They separated from each other, Harry leaning against the wall clutching his chest. He looked at his mate to see his cheeks flushed and his lips swollen. 'I could get used to seeing that,' Harry thought. Lucius recovered quickly and wrapped his arms around his love, pulling him closer. He just wanted to feel his heart beat against his, make sure he was real. Harry leaned into him, savoring in the warmth that radiated off of his body. Lucius cupped Harry's chin with his hand and started to go in for another kiss when Harry pulled away.
"Wait.... I think you need to tell me what's going on. I'm so confused."
Lucius had a feeling this was coming, and was glad he was asking questions instead of just going with it... he hated passive people.
"Well tell me how you feel so I know what's going on with you. Then I'll be able to put it all together. How about you first tell me what happened on Monday."
"Yeah that, I'm so sorry. I completely over reacted. I got upset because you said you weren't single. I was just really hurt. Please don't be mad."
"I would never be mad at something like that. In fact I'm glad it happened. But before I explain why, tell me everything else."
"I just, I don't know, hurt. All the time. I feel rejected. I see you with her and I just hate her. And I don't hate anyone! Well no I can think of a few people."
Lucius chuckled and tucked a loose strand of hair behind Harry's ear.
"Don't worry, I hate her too. See the thing is, I've been feeling the same way. Completely helpless. I can't tell her about you because she'll have a personal vendetta against you and try to make the rest of your life hell. And I will not let that happen. I noticed you trying to get my attention, and trust me you got it. But I couldn't just run into your arms, that would be highly suspicious. Though I'm not saying I didn't want to. And when you ran out of class on Monday, I was insanely hurt, but it also told me that you felt the same way. In an odd way it warmed my heart. I want us to be together. And I really want to get to know you. You know why right?"
"Yeah, because we're mates," Harry stated matter-of-factly.
"Yeah, are you okay with that? You don't seem too thrilled."
"No, I am. You're probably one of the most beautiful things I've ever seen. It's just complicated. You'll find out why soon, I'm sure."
"Does it have to do with what happened to you a few weeks ago?"
Harry nodded his head. Lucius could see the worry and fear on his face. He didn't like the fact that his mate, his love, was afraid of something. Whatever it was, he would destroy it, or at least have some part in its demise.
"Don't worry love, no matter what I'll be here. We don't really have a choice in the matter anyway. Not that that's a bad thing. We're mates for a reason. Completely compatible. We make each other complete."
Harry never knew why certain people were mates. And what Lucius said made sense. They completed each other. Filled in all the missing pieces.
"I'll tell you everything, I swear. But I'm not sure I'm ready to do that. But I will."
"And I'm ready to hear whatever it is."
Lucius leaned in to kiss Harry on the forehead, but the green eyed minx moved his head and captured Lucius' lips in his own.
The clock chimed midnight, and still no sign of Harry. Lily was starting to get dreadfully worried and Remus was pacing. James and Sirius were trying their best to look worried, but in reality they knew what was going on and frankly, they wanted the boy to stay out all night. Sirius pulled James into a corner and they huddled together to have a private conversation. The common room was empty except for them so there was no chance of getting over heard.
"Ya know James, the sooner they bond the better. There's no way for Narcissa to take Lucius away from Harry if they do. And no way for his parents to force him either. Once they bond, there will be laws to protect the two of them."
"I know, but from what Harry tells me of his time, bonding so soon might not be a good idea - it would change a lot of the future."
"Has he told you everything yet?"
"No, I think he's waiting for this Lucius thing to work out so he can tell all of us at once."
Their conversation was halted when the portrait swung open and a very disheveled looking Harry Potter came stumbling in. His hair was even more all over the place then usual, the bottons of his shirt were in the wrong holes, and his tie was hanging out of his pocket. Harry pulled his cloak around himself and tried to look as natural as possible. Lily jumped up and started to check him over.
"Harry! What happened to you?"
"Well it's a long story really..."He looked over to James and Sirius for help but they just waved their hands in his direction, trying not to laugh. "So, yeah, I went to the kitchen to get the snacks right and a house elf started to give me grief for being there. So we got into it..." Harry looked over and glared at his dad and godfather. "There was an altercation. Feelings were expressed. Things got hard..... eventually the tension was released... several times," he said, never taking his eyes away from the sniggering pair.
"Harry, mate, you have a nasty bruise on your neck," Remus said, reaching out for Harry's collar.
"Oh, yeah, I got hit with something," he stated quickly dodging the hand.
"Son, you look tired. You should go to bed," James said, deciding now was the time to give him a break.
"Yeah, bed.. Good plan. Night mum."
"Night love, get your rest."
"So wait Harry... you didn't get the snacks?" Peter said finally coming into the conversation.
It took everything in Harry's being to not choke the dipshit to death right then and there.
"Erm... no... sorry."
'Not that you need it,' he added under his breath as he made his way up the stairs. Ten minutes later the curtains to his bed were pulled open to reveal a very excited group of Marauders. But with the look on Remus' face, James and Sirius had filled him in on the plan and what had probably happened. The three crawled into his bed and closed the curtains behind them. James muttered a silencing charm and they sat there waiting for Harry to give them the dish. The younger Potter couldn't help but look at them in a way that he had no idea what was going on. Lucius and he had talked about the plan that his dad and Sirius had set up. What surprised him is that it didn't bother him. In fact it warmed his heart a bit to know that they would go out of their way like that for him. They had also agreed that it would be okay for Harry to tell them, as long as they kept it between them. Harry and Lucius still had a lot of talking to do, and they didn't want to go public until everything was figured out. Sirius was the first to break the silence that had settled in the canopied bed.
"Sooooo....."
"Sooooo, what?"
"Harry, don't be daft. What happened you silly git?"
"Ohhhh that.. Well.. I don't know if I should tell you; since you were so nice to not inform me of your little plan."
"Look, Harry it needed to be done. You just were not having any luck," James said, honestly thinking that his son was angry.
"I know dad," Harry said with a chuckle. "Thanks by the way... I needed the help."
"So what happened!? Give me details man!"
Remus rubbed circles on Sirius' back in order to calm him down. He was a man of many virtues, but patience was not one of them. He inhaled deeply, brought his hands up, palms facing him; and he exhaled, brought his hands back down, palms facing his lap.
"Okay, I'm okay.... now, do tell my dear godson, do tell."
"You're crazy you know that, absolutely nutters," Harry said shaking his head. Upon getting a glare from Sirius, Harry continued with a chuckle. "Alright, alright. So we talked."
"About....."
"About us, and how we've been feeling; and what it all means. He wants to be with me. And I want to be with him so...."
"So are you?"
"I think so. We still have to talk a lot. But I think we're going the right way."
Remus sighed a sigh of relief and smiled at the young veela before him. Harry had somehow managed to become part of his pack. Only after a few weeks of knowing the boy, he had developed this insane need to protect him at all costs. Remus figured that since James was in his pack, then Harry being his son made him an automatic shoe in. But for it to happen so quickly was unheard of. He tossed around the idea of Harry also being a magical creature making the process happen faster might have something to do with it, but he wasn't sure. The werewolf was pulled out of his thoughts when Sirius spoke up again.
"So what else did you talk about? Or did you just talk about lovie dovie stuff and snog?"
"No we talked about other stuff."
"And that is....?"
"About what you two talked about earlier at Hogsmead."
"Oh... that conversation wasn't that interesting," Sirius said, sounding kind of nervous. He didn't know how much Lucius had told him. What if he told him about he and Remus being mates, but hadn't told him to keep it to himself? What if he told him that part of the plan was to just get Lucius to shag him and now he thought Sirius was a sleaze ball. He dismissed that thought straight away. 'He already knows that.'
"So Siri...."
'Oh no... please let the gods have mercy on me... I'm not that bad... honest.' "Yes Harry...."
"So, no Black is a bitch, ey? I would never have thought..."
Well, it was Easter Break and the Marauders were still at school, minus Peter, who insisted on going home. The others had decided to stay to be with Harry. That Sunday, Dumbledore had informed Harry that they had found a way for him to get back to his time, and that he would be leaving on Friday. At that point, Harry told Dumbledore about Lucius and asked for advice. The old wizard said that the three of them should have a meeting before Harry leaves to discus future actions. The problem was that Harry hadn't even told Lucius that he wasn't from this time yet.
Harry sat in the common room waiting for Lucius to show up. He had invited the blonde over to get to know each other. Really he was thinking to get it over with as soon as possible, so he would still have some time to try and get the Slytherin to not be mad at him. He had also recruited the help of The Marauders and his mum. They were lying in wait in Harry's room. The common room was empty except for some one's cat who was sat in a chair by the fire.
Harry was trying not to think of the inevitable fireworks that were to come. He would tell Lucius and then his love would thank Harry for wasting his time and storm out of the dorm. There was a knock at the portrait. 'Well here we go....' Harry thought as he made his way to the door. He opened it and standing there was a beautiful young man, with the most glorious smile on his face. Harry's heart melted. 'I don't want to give you up.' The poor lad wanted to cry. Lucius stepped up and wrapped his arm around the brunette's waist. Harry leaned into the kiss that he was sure was going to be his last. It was soft and sweet. Lucius tasted like peppermint. Yummy.
"I'm glad you invited me," Lucius said, resting his forehead on Harry's.
"I'm glad you came. Come on, let's go up to my room."
Harry grabbed his hand and began to tug him to the stairs. If he would have turned around he would have seen the playful look on his love's face. Every few steps or so Lucius would jump on the same stair as Harry and place a kiss on the back of his neck. With every step his heart broke a little more, with every kiss one of the broken pieces shattered. 'Why me? Why can't I just find a nice husband in my time, get married, have 2.3 kids, and a dog, a family car..' Harry was snapped out of his ravine when he got to his door. When he stopped, Lucius wrapped his arms around him and started kissing and nibbling on the part of his neck where it met the shoulder.
"Mmm, Luke, slow down there, love. Breathe," Harry said with a chuckle. He turned the doorknob and walked inside. There sat the small party of four; all looked to be waiting for something. Harry turned around and looked at the blonde, who looked slightly confused.
"Umm, Harry, what's going on?"
"Well, remember when I said I had a big thing I needed to tell you? I'm going to tell you now, and they are here to help me. Umm.. It's kind of hard to say." Harry willed his voice not to shake as he led Lucius to his bed and sat him down.
"Okay, is it really that bad?"
"It's bad enough for me to think that you'll leave me over it."
"Harry, I wouldn't.."
"Don't say that until you know what it is."
Lucius nodded, trying to think of the worst thing. He was married already. He wasn't real. He's not gay. He's been lying. 'oh god, please don't be lying.'
"Are you ready to hear it?"
"No, but I will try."
"Okay..." Harry took a shaky breath and took Lucius' hand in his. "It has to do with how I got here."
"The veela blood thing? Harry who did it to you? Tell me so I can kill him!"
"Ha... I wish you could. But I'm afraid that only I can do that. There's a prophecy about me. It says that I am the one to kill him or die trying. That man , I think you know something about..... it's Voldemort."
Lucius paled. Voldemort tried to kill Harry... prophecy. Oh lord. His parents want him to join... why? Why Harry... his Harry? GODDAMN IT!
"My parents want me to join him. But I won't. I won't and I swear. He won't hurt you again." Lucius kissed Harry's hand and held it to his cheek. Never again would that bastard hurt Harry.
"That's not the part that I'm worried about... it's..." Harry started to shake. He couldn't do it. Tears started to fill his eyes. He looked to his parents to finish.
"Harry, Love.... don't cry.. What is it?"
"Lucius, you know how there are rumors going around school that Harry and I are related?"
"Yeah, even Harry said that you were. What does that have to do with this?" he asked as he pulled Harry to him.
"Oh, it has a lot to do with it. Harry and I are indeed related, but not how you think. It's a bit more than distant cousins. Harry isn't a new student here at Hogwarts. He's gone here all his wizarding life."
"Wha..."
"He's my son, Lucius."
The blonde pulled back from the crying boy that was nuzzled into him. He was shaking all over. James kept on talking.
"Voldemort captured him and sent him here after force feeding him that veela blood. He wanted us to watch our own son die."
"Us?"
"Lily is his mother."
"But..."
"Please... -hiccup- don't hate... me.." Harry's voice was small and weak, tears running down his pale face.
To say Lucius was shocked was an understatement. Harry was young enough to be his son, technically. But somehow that didn't seem to matter. He still loved the little bugger. What irked Lucius was that Harry thought that this would stop him from loving him. It's not like they were saying that Harry was from a time that Lucius had no chance of living in. And they were meant to be together after all. Even if there was an age gap. That was it. His mind was made up. They would stay together. Even if it did mean waiting for Harry to come of age. It still hurt like hell. He couldn't have Harry now. The boy wasn't even born yet... if you really wanted to get into it literally. Your mate wasn't some average joe. It was meant to be this way. 'Wow, I'm really trying hard to convince myself.'
"Do I know you in the future?"
Harry's head shot up and he looked in Lucius' eyes. He wasn't mad? Not even disappointed? There had to be a catch.
"Umm.. Yeah, I do."
"Are we together then?"
"Honestly? No.... you've tried to kill me actually."
"WHAT? No! I wouldn't do such a thing. You're my mate.. Even then you would be... that's impossible."
"Well, you are a death eater.... you were probably ordered to."
"Still, that's no excuse. It won't happen now that I know, I promise you that."
"No it has to happen still!"
"What do you mean?! I won't."
"Yes, you will...if you don't then it will change the future... that's a bad thing Lucius... Look we have to talk to Dumbledore before I go back. He will explain everything better than I ever could."
"Wait... go back? Why? When?" It was Lucius' turn to tear up. Though he was trying his damnedest not to.
"Dunbledore told me yesterday. I'm going back on Friday. That's why I'm telling you all of this so sudden. You had to know."
"But.... no.. we just started."
Harry's heart decided that this was the right time to start to break again. Lucius looked 4 years younger at this point; eyes as big as saucers, lips full and pouty, with his hair in his eyes... which were getting puffy from holding back the tears.
"I know.. But I have to... I don't belong here. Besides, I still have to be born. And when I 'get back' we can be together forever. We just have to put up with the pain for awhile."
Harry crawled into Lucius' arms and buried his head in the bigger man's chest. Lucius leaned back so he was laying on Harry's pillows and pulled the brunette closer to him. Harry started sobbing again, mumbling words that only Lucius could hear. The blonde shifted so they were on their sides facing each other; he began to place soft kisses all over Harry's face and ran his hands through the boy's silky black hair. Remus stood and walked over to the bed. He pulled the hangings shut and look at the other occupants in the room.
"Well that went better then expected."
"Yeah it did. Lucius is stronger than I thought he was," Sirius said, pulling Remus to him.
"Yeah, well he'll have to be to get through this," Lily said as she started dragging James out of the room. "C'mon lads, let's let them be."
The meeting with Dumbledore was held on Wednesday. Lucius and Harry hadn't left each other's side since Harry broke the news. The meeting was just as bad, if not worse. Lucius still had to become a death eater, and he still had to marry Narcissa. 'Well, she'll be happy about that,' Lucius thought bitterly. He was really beginning to hate the woman. The only good news that Lucius got was that he was to have a son the same age as Harry. The bad news was that he was to 'hate' Harry. As long as the boy appeared to dislike his mate at school then all was well. It didn't have to be a real loathing. He still had to attempt to kill Harry in 2nd year and he still had to let the 4th year tragedy happen. The moral was that the future could not change. But once Harry was back, then things could start anew. Lucius did make a pact with Dumbledore that no harm would come to his mate as long as he was there, and as long as it didn't become known to the other death eaters. Professor Octavian was going to make Lucius a potion that would keep him from losing his mind once he and Harry were separated. He would still miss and love him, but he wouldn't go completely nutters. That wouldn't do anyone any good.
More bad news... they couldn't bond. If they bonded Lucius would never be able to get himself to produce an heir with Narcissa. There are also no potions out there that would be able to subdue his need for Harry after bonding. He would surely go mad.
On Thursday night, Harry's last night, he and Lucius were curled together in bed. The blonde was lightly kissing Harry's face, trying to memorize his features. His hands were cupping his cheeks and his lips did the mapping. Harry ran his hand down Lucius' chest and stomach, then back up again under his shirt. Lucius gasped at the sudden movement, then purred when Harry brushed one of his nipples. The brunette moved his face and captured his love's lips in a heated kiss. It was hungry and wanting, but it was also filled with sadness. He knew that he would only be away from is mate for a grand total of twenty minutes, but Lucius was about to go through twenty years of pain. Harry pulled his hand out from under Lucius' shirt and began to unbutton it. He trailed kisses down his neck and over the collar bone, paying extra attention to the sensitive spot in the middle. Lucius gasped when Harry connected with his nipple and began to lightly kiss it.
"Harry... wha..."
"Shhh... I want to make you feel good."
"But Harry... he said.." Harry silenced Lucius by putting a finger to his pouty fully lips.
"He said we couldn't mate... feeling good and mating don't have to be the same thing."
Lucius sighed and leaned his head back onto the pillows. Harry was right, they didn't have to mate to have a good time, or better yet... express their love. Harry continued his assault on Lucius' chest and made his way down to his stomach. He dipped his tongue into the navel and lightly sucked on it. Lucius moaned and stroked Harry's hair with his right hand, while his left was trying to pull the other boy's tee shirt off. Harry looked up from what he was doing, and Lucius took this as an opportunity to get that blasted shirt off. He scootched closer to Harry, forcing him to sit up on his legs and pulled the shirt over his head. Harry lifted his arms to help and once they were free of the cotton he grabbed the collar of Lucius' shirt and slid it over his shoulders. They embraced each other, bare chests touching, causing both men to moan.
A passionate kiss commenced. It was wet and sloppy, hot and humid. Teeth pulled at bottom lips and nails raked over pale skin, leaving lovely red marks in their wake. Harry ran his hands down his lover's chest and took the button of his trousers in between his thumb and pointer finger. He unbuttoned it before Lucius even knew what he was doing. Harry reached his hand inside and pulled out Lucius' erection. He had never done anything like this before, and he hoped that Lucius didn't notice, or think he was bad at it. He slowly stroked causing the blonde to moan into Harry's mouth. Lucius unbuttoned Harry's trousers and proceeded to do the same to him. Before they knew it, they were both completely naked, lying next to each other slowly stroking. Lucius pulled Harry up so he was straddling his thighs. He bucked up causing their erections to rub together. Harry gasped and thrust forward out of reaction. Lucius pulled Harry down to him with one hand and brought their lips together while the other hand held onto the brunette's waist for leverage. Harry was writhing above him, moaning loudly into his mouth. Lucius seemed to be no better, but he seemed to have a bit more control over the situation.
Harry started to thrust in earnest, gripping onto Lucius' shoulders. Their dry fucking continued until Harry detached his mouth from Lucius' and attacked his neck. The blonde let out a long throaty growl as Harry nibbled down his neck. Lucius grabbed a hold on Harry's hips and pushed him down further for more friction. That was the undoing for Harry. He bit down on Lucius' shoulder and forcefully came all over Lucius' stomach with a smothered cry.
The blonde wrapped his arms around Harry to steady him, but let go when Harry pulled up. With no warning Harry slid down Lucius' body and took his weeping dick into his mouth.
"Oh! Harry.... uhhn."
Lucius weaved his hand through Harry's hair and started thrusting up. Harry loosened his throat muscles and took every inch in. He massaged Lucius with his tongue and cupped his balls with one hands, kneading them softly. Lucius spread his legs wide to give Harry more room to maneuver. He looked down to see his love's head in between his thighs bobbing up and down; his manhood appearing then disappearing into Harry's beautiful warm mouth. God he was going to miss this. Lucius' chest was heaving, trying to take in as much air as it could. His left hand roamed over his chest, and scratched at his stomach and Harry continued his handiwork.
Harry let go of Lucius' balls and lowered his hand. The other man gasped when he felt a finger probe at his entrance. Slowly the finger made its way in, nudging past the tight muscles. Lucius tightened his grip on Harry's head and held his breath.
"Oh! Oh.. Go..d, rriiight there.. Harry!"
Harry had hit his prostate. By four strokes, Lucius was a screaming mass of orgasming goo. Harry tightened his lips around the pulsating cock in his mouth and continued his attack on Lucius swollen prostate gland. Lucius was in pure hysterics, screaming nonsense, buking his hips wildly, and tightening his thighs the best he could around Harry's head. Once Harry left the penis in his mouth begin to soften he pulled his finger out and let go of Lucius' cock. He looked up to see a disheveled Lucius, his hair plastered to his forehead, red scratch marks on his stomach, and limbs strewn about.
Lucius looked at his lover with hooded eyes. The sight of him made him smile. Harry's lips were swollen and red, and his cheeks had a rosy hue to them. He crawled up Lucius' body and laid half on top of him. He slung an arm over the abused stomach and began placing soft kisses all around Lucius' face. The blonde ran his hand down the side of Harry's face and pulled him in for a loving kiss. He pulled away and they looked into each other's eyes.
"I love you, Harry."
"You sound like you're never going to see me again."
"That's what it feels like."
"But you will. Then you can have me forever. I promise."
"Forever."
Lucius reached down and pulled the blanket up over the both of them. Harry curled himself around the blonde and rested his head on his chest. He felt warm and content. Strong arms wrapped around him, and nuzzled him close.
"Luke..."
"Hmmm.."
"I love you too."
