To Be A Malfoy

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Chapter 3: James' Pain

As Lucius wrapped a towel around his waist after his shower, he saw James rushing into the huge bathroom to throw up in the toilet.

Lucius frowned and tried not to throw up himself before going over to James, he knelt down and gently rubbed James' bare back. Although, to be more exact, the whole of James was bare, he didn't like sleeping with clothes on so he slept naked, every night, much to Lucius' pleasure.

After James had finished losing last night's dinner, he flushed the toilet and groaned before sniffling.

Lucius slipped his arms around James' slightly smaller body and pulled him close. "Don't cry Jamie, it'll be over soon."

James continued sniffling and he rested his head against Lucius' bare-still wet shoulder. "I don't want to go through this again…"

Lucius continued to hold James, he kissed him on the head and tried to calm his young husband down. "I'll be here with you."

"No one wanted me last time I was pregnant, what makes now any different?" Mumbled James miserably.

Lucius sighed, he should've expected this really. "What's different, is I'm going to be here the entire time instead of away on missions or out on raids. And I'm certainly not going to kick you out if that's what you're worried about."

James lifted his head and looked at Lucius curiously, "Are you sure?"

Lucius smiled, "I'm positive. I know I don't always show it, but I do love you." He pushed James' messy hair out of his eyes. "If I didn't we wouldn't be here having this conversation right now."

"Yeah but still, you didn't want to take responsibility for Draco to start with." Replied James, he was tired, he felt horrible and now he was upset and he didn't quite know why?

"Well, I didn't realise we had slept together in that time period." Said Lucius honestly, "And like you told me, I was drunk, I didn't remember."

James wiped his eyes and got up off the cold stone floor of the bathroom and went over to the sink to brush his teeth and wash his mouth out. "What are you doing today?"

Lucius went out into the massive master bedroom they occupied and started to dry himself off and get dressed, "I need to get some more potion supplies from Diagon Alley and a few books. I was going to take Draco with me."

"Not if you're going near Knockturn Alley." Replied James sternly. Lucius didn't reply, no doubt because he was going to go to Knockturn Alley. "I knew it. If you're going there, I refuse to let you take our son to that Alley. I don't want him exposed to that stuff."

Lucius frowned, "I'm a Deatheater James, he's already been exposed to it."

James looked around the bathroom doorframe, "Not directly. He hasn't seen anyone or anything tortured yet, but if he does," He disappeared back into the bathroom and turned the shower on. "I will personally maim anyone that had anything to do with it!"

"I already knew that." Lucius pulled on a pair of his black robes, and then he pulled his long hair back into a loose ponytail. He went to pick up his cane, which held his 12-inch ebony phoenix feather core wand, complete with a silver serpent head on the handle.

Lucius was about to leave the bedroom when he heard James call for him.

"Luce?!"

Lucius went back to the bathroom and looked in, "Yeah?"

James looked over the shower wall, shampoo in his wet black hair, "Can you get me some chocolate while you're out? I'm really craving it and I don't know where my stash went."

Lucius nodded, "Okay, and don't worry, I won't take Draco with me."

"Good."

Lucius smirked a little and left the bedroom, he went downstairs and found his son playing on the living room floor with some toys, including his toy broomstick. He crouched down and ruffled Draco's hair, "You be good for daddy while I'm gone, okay?"

"Otay dada." Replied Draco happily.

Lucius smiled and kissed him on the top of the head, "See you little one."

"Buhbye dada."

Lucius straightened up and left. Draco really was a great kid, he was very well behaved and pretty smart too, he never got sick and he hardly ever complained. He was the perfect little boy, Lucius just hoped their next child would be just as good.

James rinsed the shampoo out of his hair, revelling in the feeling of the hot water falling on his skin, it was only now he wished he had gotten up earlier so he could take a shower with Lucius where they would most likely end up having sex.

Not that James minded at all, he had only slept with one other person before Lucius came along and that had been enough to tell him that he definitely enjoyed being with Lucius Malfoy.

James' Flashback

Fourteen year old James Potter wandered along a dungeon corridor to the Potions Classroom, their Professor had called him back so she could talk to him, no doubt about his horrible potions skills.

But he did dread it, earlier on in the year she had mentioned something about perhaps finding him a tutor.

The door was open when he got there so James went in, first he saw Professor McNeil and then he saw the blonde Slytherin sitting at one of the desks talking to her.

Oh please don't say he's my tutor. Thought James hopefully. Not Lucius Malfoy, this year's Head Boy and one of the nastiest kids in Slytherin.

"Ah James, at last. Do sit down." Said Professor McNeil pleasantly. "Now, you probably already know why you're here?"

"Because I'm crap at potions?" Replied James as he passed a cautious look at the Slytherin.

"Well, I wouldn't put it in those words, but yes, that is why I have called you back." Said the kindly Professor. "Now, I had an ask around for somebody to give you extra tutelage and Lucius here, agreed to."

James glanced at Lucius again, and saw the blonde look at him, with no hint of maliciousness in his eyes much to James' surprise. "Um, ok."

The Professor nodded, "Now, I would like you two to get together a couple of times a week, I will give you access to Dungeon six just down the corridor. You will find it has all necessary ingredients for fourth year potions." Both teenagers nodded. "Perhaps you would start the tuition now, so you can get to know each other a bit better? The other classroom is already unlocked."

"Okay…" Said James nervously, but he hoped his nervousness didn't show.

Soon James found himself trailing behind Lucius Malfoy to the dungeon classroom they were going to use, Oh god help me…he'll probably kill me before the week's out. I know he hates me, why the hell did he agree to this?

"What's the matter Potter? Scared?" Questioned Lucius once they were in the classroom.

James dropped his bag and scowled, "No."

Lucius raised an eyebrow, "Brave boy."

"Are you going to teach me or not?!" Snapped James in irritation.

Lucius smirked, "Of course. Get your text book out and we can get started."

James continued scowling at Malfoy as he pulled his Potions textbook out of his bag and opened it to the potion they had been working on today in class. He put the book down in front of Lucius, the scowl still permanently fixed on his face. "We did this one today in class."

Lucius looked at the book, "And what went wrong?"

"It turned the wrong colour and the cauldron blew up." Replied James in slight embarrassment.

"This is where you're going wrong." Said Lucius stopping James before he added something else into the cauldron. "You add the moth wings after the newt tails, not before."

James put down the moth wings and picked up the newt tails, "I was working with a supposed genius, not my fault he's just as stupid."

Lucius raised an eyebrow, "And this would be Black I suppose?"

"Mmhmm."It was April of James' fourth year now, and he had grown significantly better at potions, but his Professor still thought he should have tuition.

Lucius, although he would be leaving school this year had surprisingly given his time to continue tutoring James during the Gryffindor's fifth year.

James by now, had actually grown quite fond of spending some time with the older Slytherin. They talked about things that were happening around the school and they even complained about their friends to each other.

James, although he wouldn't admit it to his friends, had started to grow a soft spot for the blonde. Now, in their tutoring sessions he couldn't tear his eyes away from Lucius, that body, the hair, those eyes, the long nimble fingers and that grin got James every time.

Early February of his fifth year, James had been given extra tutelage because his O.W.Ls were coming up and Lucius thought he needed the extra work.

As James threw some ingredients into the simmering cauldron he became aware of the grey eyes watching him, "Stop watching me, it's off putting."

"I happen to be keeping an eye on your progress." Replied Lucius from where he was sitting on a chair with his feet up on the desk and book in his lap.

James nodded, "Ah…so, why did you agree to continue tutoring me when you've already left school? Surely you have better things to do."

Lucius shrugged slightly, "I must admit, I like you Potter. And I know you're bright, I wouldn't want to see you fail just because you're bad at Potions."

James raised his eyebrows, "Is that concern I hear?"

"Call it what you will, but I mean it." Replied Lucius before looking back to his book.

I am snogging my tutor. What an interesting turn of events. Thought James as Lucius pulled him down onto his lap. "When you said you liked me, I didn't realise you meant like this."

Lucius kissed him again, apparently loving the young Gryffindor's mouth. "Not everyday I fall for a Gryffindor."

"Not everyday I wank over a Slytherin." Replied James, his voice husky.

Lucius quirked his eyebrows, "Good to know my feelings are returned."

"Mmhmm." James tentatively pressed his lips back to Lucius'. He wasn't the one that had made the first move so he was a bit unsure, but Lucius welcomed his lips back and held him almost tenderly.

When they pulled apart again, James was breathing heavily. Lucius' robe sleeves had fallen back to his elbows and it was then, that something caught the young Gryffindor's eyes.

James' eyes widened as he realised what the mark on Lucius' forearm was. "Y-y-y…"

Lucius sighed and nodded, "I'm a Deatheater, yes."

James started to try and get off Lucius' lap in fear, but Lucius had grabbed his wrists, "Let go of me!"

"James listen to me-"

"No! You're one of Voldemort's henchmen! I don't know why I believed you about how you feel!" Exclaimed James as he tried to struggle free, but Lucius' grip was strong. "You're evil!"

Lucius remained calm, even though he was being shouted at by a smaller fifteen-year-old. "James, would you please just hear me out?" James scowled but stayed quiet. "Yes, I am a Deatheater, a Slytherin and I can be fairly evil when I want to be. But you liked me before you found out, so I can't be that bad."

James eyed him warily; he finally got his arms out of Lucius' grasp. "That was before I knew what you are."

Lucius rolled his eyes and shook his head, "You were ready and willing to kiss me and you knew I was a Malfoy. Being a Deatheater comes with being a Malfoy…"

James didn't know what to say, he really did like Lucius, but now knowing he was a Deatheater made him question his feelings. He bit his bottom lip thoughtfully; "I need to think about this…"

It was the beginning of James' sixth year at Hogwarts now; he was sixteen years old and head over heels for his ex-Slytherin boyfriend. He was currently lying on a transfigured couch in the Potions classroom he was tutored in, in the middle of a heated kiss with his older lover.

James moaned into the kiss as he felt one of Lucius' hands move down to his crotch, where he stroked James through the material of his trousers and boxers…

"Ow! Shit…" James' daydream was cut off when he got soap in his eyes, he quickly used the warm shower water to get rid of the soap. He ran his hands through his wet hair and turned off the shower.

After stepping out of the shower, James found a towel and wrapped it around his waist, in doing so, he noticed he already had a small bump where the baby was growing. He rubbed his abdomen gently as he thought. Maybe this pregnancy wouldn't be so bad, Lucius seemed to be more happy about this one than he had been about Draco.

James spent the entire day with his son, he played outside with Draco and then he took him to Diagon Alley for some of his favourite ice cream. Lucius didn't come home that night so James figured he had been called to a Deatheater meeting either that or he was having an affair.

James was nearly asleep in bed when Lucius finally turned up, he heard his husband moving around the bedroom, pulling his clothes off and then he felt the bed move as Lucius got in.

Lucius bent his head and kissed James on the neck, he rested a hand on his husband's side and continued exploring James' tanned neck.

"Mm…" James moved his head exposing more of his neck. "Horny tonight?"

Lucius pushed James onto his back and kissed him full on the lips. "You better believe it."

James slipped his arms around Lucius' neck and smiled, "Oh I do believe it." AS they started kissing again, Lucius accidentally leaned right on James' stomach causing his lover to squeak in pain.

Lucius pulled away worriedly, "Did I hurt you?" James rubbed his stomach and nodded. Lucius bit his lip, "Sorry…"

James shifted slightly underneath his husband, "Don't worry, just don't do it again."

Lucius moved off James and placed a gentle hand on his stomach, "Sorry, I forgot."

Man, and people think he's evil. Aw he's such a sweetie! James smiled, "Don't worry about it, its not like I'm miscarrying." Lucius frowned. "And I won't." James played with Lucius' long hair. "Where have you been all night?"

"Voldemort called while I was shopping." Replied Lucius, leaning his head into James' hand. "He was angry."

"Why?" Asked James curiously.

"Pettigrew and Black didn't follow through with his orders last night." Explained Lucius, "… Anyway, he tortured Pettigrew for a little while and had Black killed."

"Was it that important?" Lucius nodded. "Oh…then why didn't he have you do it?" James was always curious about the meetings he didn't attend, especially when a Deatheater was tortured or killed, he really was quite a morbid boy.

Lucius smirked, he turned his head and kissed the hand that was playing with his hair. "Believe it or not, but he wants me to spend more time with you and Draco."

James smiled, "Well, I don't believe anyone is completely evil, 'cept maybe Hitler and Grindelwald."

Lucius rubbed the slight bump of James' stomach gently, "Not that I mind of course, I'm quite happy to spend my nights cuddling you and reading children's books."

James grinned, "Oh good."

After talking for a little while, the couple settled down for sleep.

A few days later, much to James' annoyance, there was a group of Deatheaters in the manor on business with Lucius. He really did not trust them and they would most likely do something stupid like torture an innocent person right in front of Draco or something.

James was curled up in a chair in Lucius' study again, with a book and a cup of tea. Draco had been in there with him but James never noticed his son leaving the room.

He did however, notice when Draco came running back into the room crying.

James put his book down and pulled Draco onto his knee, "Sweetie what happened?"

Draco sniffled and whimpered a little, "I'm scarwed…"

James brushed Draco's floppy blonde fringe out of his tearful grey eyes, "Why? What happened?"

"Mean men wif daddy…" Draco clutched James' T-shirt.

James nodded slowly. I knew it. "And what did these mean men do?" Draco continued sniffling. "Dray, you have to tell me. What did they do? Did they hurt you?"

Draco shook his head, "They hurwt a man. He was on the floor…and rolling awound scweaming."

I'll kill them. I'll kill the idiot that used Cruciatus in front of my son. James kissed Draco on the head and wiped the tears away from his big grey eyes. "Its ok Dray… Look, you stay here while I go and talk to daddy and his friends okay?"

Draco was still sniffling but he nodded anyway.

"That's my boy." James kissed him on the head again before getting up and putting Draco on his seat. He left the study and went straight to empty chamber room Lucius used for these meetings. He went into the room and saw a circle of Deatheaters and a man curled up into a little ball in the middle, he was whimpering and crying. Hang on…Isn't that Pettigrew?…No! I shouldn't feel happy, they still tortured him in front of my son.

Lucius looked to his right and saw James standing there looking very pissed off, "James?"

James glared at his husband; "I'm not talking to you." He growled, he then looked to the other Deatheaters who were watching him in malice. "Who tortured that bastard in front of my son?"

Lucius looked surprised, Oh no…he'll kill them and then he'll come after me. Maybe I should get out of here. Although he was worried, he was quite interested in what James might do to the idiot that cast the curse. "It was Knott." I'm in the mood to see him getting beaten up.

James turned onto Robert Knott, his eyes dark with anger. "You are going to pay." He spoke slowly as he moved in on the smirking Deatheater.

"And what pray tell are you going to do Potter?" Questioned Robert, he was bigger than James, in height and in weight, he could crush the Gryffindor if he wanted to.

No sooner had the words left his mouth; Robert Knott found a knee in his groin and a fist connecting with his already bent nose.

"I'm going to do that." Growled James angrily. "Don't you dare show your face around here again or I swear I will kill you."

Perhaps this isn't a good idea. Thought Lucius, he was about to step in and stop any further fighting when someone shouted "Cruciatus!" Lucius watched in horror as the beam of light hit James directly in side sending him down to the ground in pain.

Lucius fired a curse straight at the source of the voice before running to James who was crying in pain and shaking from the curse. "All of you, get out!"

The Deatheaters, some smirking, two in pain and one dragging the half-dead body of Peter Pettigrew left the chamber and the manor.

James was clutching his stomach in pain, his breathing was coming short and there were tears streaming down his face.

Lucius scooped James up into his arms and carried him out of the chamber and upstairs to bed, he realised James had passed out from the pain when he got there so he lay his husband down on the bed and went to the fireplace to floo St. Mungos for a doctor.

Lucius stood back from the bed chewing a fingernail while the doctor checked the unconscious James over. "Will he be all right?"

The doctor spoke as he took James' temperature, "Yes he will be, but as for the baby I am not entirely sure." Lucius nodded. "But I will give you a prescription and I ask that you keep an eye on James, and contact me if his condition seems to be getting worse."

Lucius nodded, "Okay…when will he wake up?"

"He should come around in a couple of hours." Replied the doctor. "But he will probably be very groggy so it would be best to just let him sleep."

"Okay, thank you."

Lucius couldn't sleep that night, how could he have let this happen? He knew James had only been protecting their son, but he shouldn't have let him start a fight with Robert Knott of all people. But then again, the bastard that cast Crucio on James had absolutely no reason to do that and he would definitely pay.

Lucius stroked James' messy raven hair while watching his husband sleep. He hoped the baby would be all right, he didn't know what he would do if James miscarried, and all he knew was that he would kill the bastard that caused it.

James groaned all of a sudden, snapping Lucius out of his thoughts.

"Jamie?"

James groaned again and opened his eyes a little, "…What happened…"

Lucius continued stroking James' hair, "A Deatheater cast Cruciatus on you."

James' hands went automatically to his stomach, "The baby…" He was starting to get upset. "Don't say I lost it…"

"Hey, hey, calm down…" Said Lucius soothingly. "Its okay, you still have the baby." He kissed James on the head and continued running his fingers through his husband's hair. "I'm sorry it happened…."

James sniffed, "I'm still angry at you."

Lucius nodded, "I deserve that…Look, I swear I didn't know Draco was watching. I would never have let that happen if I knew."

"Not that you idiot." Grumbled James, he moved his head away from Lucius' hand. "You lied to me! You said you would stop letting the Deatheaters torture people in your chamber…what would you have done if it were Draco who got hit by that curse and not me? Cruciatus would kill a child his age!"

"I'm sorry-"

"Sorry isn't good enough anymore." Said James cutting him off miserably. "Just leave me alone."

A/N: Ooh, I didn't plan that.

Next Chapter: Still on bad terms with Lucius, James goes out for a walk one afternoon alone, and does not return. And what does the Order of the Phoenix have to do with his disappearance?