To Be A Malfoy

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Revised Summary for this chapter: Summer. Lucius comes home from a Deatheater meeting one night, bleeding and bruised…what happened?

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Chapter 13: The Whipping

Lucius grunted with pain as the leather whip came into contact with his chest once again. He was chained to a wall in the basement of the Riddle House and he was paying quite painfully for protecting his husband.

Voldemort cackled in amusement, he put a hand under Lucius' chin and forced Lucius to look at him, "Are you enjoying yourself as much as I am Lucius?"

Lucius knew if he said no, that the Dark Lord would either kill him or cripple him, so he managed to ground out a meek, "Yes, my Lord." He was in so much pain, but he knew Voldemort would keep it up all night if Lucius screamed or shouted for it to stop.

Voldemort kept a hand under Lucius' chin and his lips curled into an evil smile, "I do believe that it has been a long time since I have taken a good look at you my dear." He trailed a long finger down Lucius' cheek, taking into account that the Deatheater was cringing. "What's the matter Lucius? You used to enjoy my company."

Oh god, why won't he kill me now and get it over with? Thought Lucius in disgust, he didn't want to know what might happen next. "I still do…My Lord…"

Voldemort raised an eyebrow, "I think you need some more punishment Lucius." The Dark Lord unbound one of Lucius' wrists and turned him around so he was facing the wall. He then raised the whip high in the air and cracked it against Lucius' back, causing the blond to whimper quietly. "You will not lie to me again, will you Lucius?"

Lucius gritted his teeth in pain and closed his eyes tightly as he felt the whip hit him again, but he did not answer.

"Will you Lucius?" said the Dark Lord more forcefully. He cracked the whip against Lucius' bare back once more.

"No, my Lord…never…" replied Lucius shakily, he could feel his own blood trickling down his back and front.

Voldemort painfully grabbed a fistful of Lucius' long hair and wrenched his head back so he could see the pained grey eyes of Deatheater. "You will not defy me anymore, will you?"

"No."

Voldemort smirked, "Very well." He stood back and admired his work of art on the usually unmarked back of Lucius Malfoy. He traced one of his long, thin fingers along one of the long cuts on Lucius' back, noting the flinch of pain as he did so. "You will soon learn not to be so selfish Lucius, believe me." With that, Voldemort dropped the whip to the ground and turned on his heel; he literally glided out of the basement leaving Lucius chained to the wall by one of his wrists.

After he heard the Dark Lord finally leave, Lucius gave into his pain and groaned out loud. He could barely move now, his back had practically seized up and one of his hands was still chained to the wall and his wand was on the floor with his shirt and robes. He managed to turn around when he heard quiet footsteps, he saw the black robes figure of Severus Snape step out of the shadows. "Wh-" He stopped talking when Severus put a finger to his lips to shush him up.

"I came back when I found out you hadn't gone home," said Severus quietly before unlocking the cuff around Lucius' right wrist and freeing him. "Come on, I promised James I'd get you home, he'll kill me if I don't."

Lucius managed a weak smile as he was helped into his robes and Severus gave him his wand. He felt so weak now; the pain and the loss of blood were making him feel very faint.

Severus helped Lucius out of the basement and to the front door, once they were outside he noticed his older friend was on the brink of collapsing, so he wrapped an arm around Lucius and apparated them both to Malfoy Manor. With an arm around Lucius' waist, Severus pushed one of the big entrance doors open, almost as soon as he had closed it behind them they heard James' voice.

"What the hell happened?!" Exclaimed James, his brown eyes wide as he saw the state of his husband, he could see some of the scarred flesh of Lucius' chest where the shirt and robes weren't done up.

"I think Voldemort wanted to show him who was boss," replied Severus, "Come and help me would you? He's not that light."

James hurried down the stairs and to the Lucius' side; he put an arm around his husband's waist and helped Severus drag the blond man upstairs and to his and James' bedroom.

"Daddy, what's going on?"

"Go back to bed, Karliya," ordered James, glancing over his shoulder at his daughter.

Karliya shrunk back into her bedroom doorway, she closed the door to but left a gap big enough for her to peer through, she noticed Draco peeping out of his bedroom to as the three men disappeared into the master bedroom.

"I can stand on my own!" grumbled Lucius pulling away from the other two concerned men. "Stop babying me." He headed slowly and shakily into the bathroom where he slammed the door.

James jumped slightly when the door slammed.

Severus frowned and glanced back at James, "Will you be all right alone with him?"

James nodded hesitantly, "Yeah, I can handle him."

"Okay," Severus headed to the door, and then he turned back to James. "Try and find out what happened, I don't think Voldemort just wanted to find out where his allegiance lay."

James nodded, "Okay, thanks for bringing him back."

"No problem." With that, Severus left the room and headed out of the Manor.

James closed the door to the bedroom after Severus left; he headed over to the bathroom and quietly opened the door. He entered the bathroom and immediately saw Lucius standing in front of the mirror topless and apparently cleaning the dried blood off his chest and stomach. "Luce, what did he do?"

"What does it look like he did?" replied Lucius none to kindly, he really couldn't be bothered with James' insistent questioning after the night of pain he had had.

James narrowed his eyes slightly, "Why did he do it?"

"Go away."

"Stop being such an arrogant bastard!" snapped James in annoyance. He succeeded in getting Lucius' surprised attention. "I can see you don't want to tell me what happened, but look at you! You're covered in bruises and cuts…and your own blood! At least let me help!" He didn't care that his voice had gotten a bit higher but he was sick and tired of Lucius telling him to 'go away' every time it was obvious that he needed some help.

Lucius hesitated; he honestly wasn't used to James shouting at him like that. "Help with what exactly?"

"Your injuries, you idiot," replied James irritably. Why am I so bitchy tonight?

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A little while later, James had Lucius lying on his stomach on their bed so he could clean and heal his injuries. He was straddling Lucius' hips to hold him still as his husband kept moving every time he felt the sting of antiseptic on his wounds.

James sighed, "For someone who can withstand that amount of pain, you sure are a wimp," he put some pressure on one of the cuts that had started bleeding again, which caused Lucius to whimper quietly. "Or are you just trying to milk it for all its worth?"

"Yeah, that one…" replied Lucius resting his forehead on his arms.

James shifted a little bit and found some bruises forming at the base of Lucius' back, he put the tip of his wand to the bruised area and muttered a healing charm, one that he had learnt years ago from Remus.

"Ow!"

James rolled his eyes, "Shut up." He admired his handy work, Lucius would have some scars on his back now but the worst of the damage had been healed. He got off his husband, "Turn over."

Lucius obediently obeyed and gingerly turned onto his back to bare the cuts and bruises on his chest and abdomen, not to mention the couple on his neck. He watched keenly as James straddle his lap again, mind you, he had seen James in this position many times before but they were both usually naked.

James started his task of cleaning the cuts on his husband's neck, he spoke as he did, "So…are you going to tell me what brought this whipping on or will I have to beat it out of you?"

Lucius winced as James dabbed at his neck with a bit of cotton wool soaked in the antiseptic, "I don't want to talk about it right now…" He saw James scowl. Lucius sighed, "I'll tell you tomorrow, I'm just really tired…"

"Okay," replied James quietly, he continued with his administrations on Lucius' injuries. He moved down a little bit so he was straddling Lucius' thighs, it was then that he noticed one of the scars went from the bottom of Lucius' ribcage to below the waistline of his black trousers. "Um…did he-you know-I mean…" he indicated to the scar.

Lucius lifted his head to see what James was pointing to, and then he caught on with what his husband was trying to ask. "I kept my trousers on, if that's what you're wondering."

"Oh…good…"

Lucius raised an eyebrow, that obviously was what James had been wondering, if Lucius thought Voldemort was going to try and rape him again he would definitely fight back. He was about to say something when James healed the bruise over his left side, where he had been kicked in the ribs before he had been chained up.

James heard Lucius groan in pain when he healed the bruised area around his left ribcage and he saw his husband's knuckles go white as grabbed the bedspread in pain. "Sorry, but you would have been in even more pain if I didn't heal it."

"Warn me next time."

James smiled, "I will." He finished cleaning and healing the cuts and bruises before throwing the cotton wool into the bin and putting his wand on the bedside table. He leaned over Lucius and placed his hands on either side of his husband's blonde head. "Are you in any pain now?"

Lucius put his hands on James' waist and then he slipped them up under his shirt and stroked James' sides gently, "Not anymore, thanks to you."

"Good," James' eyes travelled to Lucius' hair, he threaded his fingers through some of it and frowned. "You have blood in your hair."

Lucius raised his eyebrows slightly, "Well I was going to have a shower but you dragged me out of the bathroom."

"Oh, but it's a very attractive hair colour," said James in amusement. "Well, perhaps not when it's two toned with blond…"

"Oh shut up," Lucius lifted his head and pressed his lips against James'.

James laughed quietly into the kiss until he felt Lucius' tongue find its way into his mouth.

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It was early the next morning and James, like he had been doing a lot lately, had woken up before dawn. He had gone out onto the balcony of his and Lucius' bedroom to watch the sun rise, he was still out there now just gazing at the countryside surrounding Malfoy Manor, lost in his thoughts.

Lucius rolled over in bed and found the space next to him empty, he pushed himself up onto one elbow and rubbed his tired eyes with his free hand. After finding out where James was, Lucius got up quietly and pulled his trousers from last night on, after finding them on the floor.

The first James knew of his husband being awake were the gentle hands on his hips and the chin on his shoulder. "Morning."

Lucius slipped his arms right around James' slim waist and kissed him lightly on the shoulder, then the neck and right up to James' ear which he nibbled on for a moment or two. "G'morning beautiful."

James smiled and leaned back into the warm embrace, "Back to being our old charming self, I see."

Lucius smirked, "Yes I am." He pressed himself right up against James' bare back, not a bit of space left between them. "What are you doing today?"

James leaned his head back on Lucius' shoulder and glanced at his husband, "I don't know…Might go shopping."

Lucius bent his head and kissed James on the lips, "You know, if you keep spending it like you do, we're not going to have anything to leave our children when we die."

James grinned up at him, "Oh don't worry, we'll be around for a long time." He looked back out at the countryside.

Lucius gave the back of James' head a skeptical look, but he didn't argue.

James sighed before looking back to Lucius; he pulled out of his husband's arms and leaned back against the balcony wall. "Are you going to tell me what last night was about now?"

Lucius frowned, "You don't give up do you?"

"You know me so well," replied James smiling. "Please? You know I won't stop pestering until you do."

Lucius sighed, he leaned back against the wall opposite James and for the first time noticing just how chilly it was this morning. He crossed his arms over his chest and surveyed James. "He was angry at me, and jealous, I think…"

James raised an eyebrow, "Voldemort is jealous of you?"

Lucius shrugged, "I think so."

"Why?"

Lucius bit his bottom lip before speaking again; "You know how Voldemort used to be really nice to you?" James nodded, curiosity written all over his gorgeous face. "It wasn't because I was his top Deatheater," James tilted his head to the side and indicated for Lucius to go on. Lucius hesitated a moment, "…To put it simply, the Dark Lord fancied you, he still does fancy you."

James paled slightly, "V-Voldemort fancies me."

Lucius nodded, "Ever since he first found out about us." He huffed. "He was always so nice to you because he was trying to get into your pants…" He could tell that he had officially terrified his husband now, but it was the truth. "Anyway, he keeps beating me, like he did last night, because I've got what he can't have. He thinks I'm selfish that I don't want to share…"

James crossed his arms in annoyance; "You make it sound like I'm just some piece of property!"

"I know you're not, James," replied Lucius truthfully. "But that's the way Voldemort sees you, I mean, he fancies you sure… But if he ever got you like he wants he'd just kick you around and treat you like some cheap whore." He saw that James looked like he was going to cry. "You know, he was almost as angry as Dumbledore when he found out I won my trial…he wanted me out the way so he could make his move, which is why I keep getting in the way."

James furrowed his eyebrows, "You mean you keep getting the shit beaten out of you to protect me?"

Lucius dropped his arms back to his sides and nodded, "Yeah, I do. But as long as Voldemort reigns I'm not letting him or any of those other bastards within a hundred metres of this manor, or you."

James gave a small smile, "You know, that's really quite sweet in a…sick and twisted kind of way."

Lucius quirked his eyebrows, "You're lucky I love you, I wouldn't do it for anyone else."

James smiled properly this time, "I know."

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"My letter came!" squealed a voice from near the master bedroom.

Lucius and James were still out on the balcony of their bedroom when they heard the daughter shouting.

James moved his head from where it had been tucked under Lucius' chin for the last ten minutes, he looked up into those unusually loving grey eyes, "Do you think if we don't say anything, she'll go away?"

Lucius smirked; he put a hand to the back of James' head and closed the gap between their mouths in a deep kiss.

James fell into the kiss and linked his arms around Lucius' neck; he felt Lucius' hands trail down his still bare sides as he pressed himself as close to the Deatheater as he could.

"I'm going to Hogwarts!"

"Karliya! Shut up!"

James moaned as he felt Lucius' lips move down his neck, and then he groaned in annoyance when someone hammered on their bedroom door.

"Ignore it," breathed Lucius into James' ear, before he took the lobe between his teeth and bit down on it lightly causing a whimper to escape from James' mouth.

"Karliya, leave me alone!"

It was Lucius' turn to grumble in annoyance this time as he let go of James' ear, "I'll kill them."

James ran his fingers through Lucius' long hair, "You know, if I didn't know you any better, I would believe that. But don't do it."

Lucius frowned and rested his forehead against James; "Can I ground them instead?"

James grinned, "By all means, go ahead."

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A/N: How was that?

Next Chapter: Lucius' plan.

IMPORTANT Now, Chapter 21 will be the last chapter of this story, and I can assure you now that there will still be a few questions that are left unanswered. But when I get up to posting that chapter on , I will see if there is enough persuasion for a short spin off story or a little sequel. I have already been asked by one person to explain something, so if there are anymore of you that would like to see certain things that haven't been fully explained in the story, then I will probably write a spin off.