Something Different

Chapter 4

Thanks for Linatheinverse and HPIceAngel for beta reading this for me

Harry stuttered for a moment as he touched his hand to his cheek. Finally Harry spoke, "I fell down the stairs" Harry said quietly, hand still holding his cheek. Harry was afraid that Lucius was mad, but Lucius simply smiled at him and took Harry's hand into his.

"Well as long as you are okay." Lucius replied. Harry had been too busy to grab a lunch, Harry was glad Lucius was here; he always brought a big lunch to share with Harry. Both of them began to eat the food, watching the other people in the park.

Lucius's Point of View:

Harry had come up to me, but what had disturbed me was that there was a bruise on his cheek. I asked him about it and he merely answered that he had fell down the stairs and hit his head. I did not believe him… Not for one moment. I think he thought I was going to hit him because he had his eyes closed the moment he'd told me his lie. When I spoke it seemed to ease his fears and he opened those green eyes once more, surprise and relief showing through. Then we began to eat lunch which consisted of a chicken sandwich, a small salad with Thousand Island Dressing, and a fruit juice box. In place of the juice I had a small carton of 2 milk.

End of Point of View

Harry and Lucius sat on the green and silver patch blanket eating lunch for at least half an hour. Ever since Lucius had met Harry he would always bring a large basket filled to the top with many delectable things to eat. Harry had never been allowed to eat so much in his life. At the Dursleys he was only allowed what the Dursleys gave him… Which was not much.

Harry was currently eyeing a piece of cake in the basket that was just sitting there. He reached down but then pulled his hand back. What if Lucius wanted the cake to himself? What if he hated Harry?

Lucius noticed Harry's gaze on the basket and smiled a bit at the boy's internal war at what to do. The boy's emotions were worn on his sleeve. "You can have it Harry." Lucius said softly.

Quite suddenly Harry stood up and hugged Lucius before Lucius could even think to stop him, then went back to taking the cake. Lucius was rather surprised by the sudden contact, but found himself oddly amused by the gesture.

It was a chocolate cake and was the most heavenly thing Harry had ever tasted. Harry had never been allowed to eat a whole piece of cake for himself he only got a little bit of cake at Dudley's birthdays if he was good and behaved himself. Harry tried not to eat the whole cake too fast but it was just so good. Soon Harry was done with his food. Harry glanced at his watch. He still had an hour. That was a relief… And the food was very good... Just as good as the company he had. Harry enjoyed spending time with Lucius because he felt rather safe with this man. He had never felt this safe before.

Lucius meanwhile was sitting on the blanket looking at the children playing on the playground. The idea he had next was rather sudden, but why not? Harry should be allowed to interact with other children after all… even if they were Muggles.

"Harry," Lucius stated.

"Yes?" Harry looked up at him.

"Do you want to play with the other children?" Lucius asked while he pointed to the playground where many young kids were playing. Harry shook his head. Lucius sighed, the boy was so shy. The question was; Why? "So then what do you want to talk about?"

"I don't know." Harry replied.

"How do you like living with your Aunt and Uncle?" Lucius decided to choose a random question, and if it began to fill him in on the rug rats life so much the better.

"It's alright." Harry answered shortly not wanting to anger the man in front of him. 'At least I have food to eat and a place to sleep', Harry thought to himself. That was what the Dursleys repeatedly told him. He was, 'lucky they took him in from the kindness of their hearts'. Harry had heard this many times before.

Lucius's Point of View

Harry and I finished up lunch and after he refused the idea of playing with other children I decided to ask him what he wished to speak about. He didn't offer a topic so I asked him about how he felt about living with the Muggles. All he would offer was, 'Alright'. Once more it was obvious the boy was lying… His relatives must be rather horrible people to have the child that cowed and trained.

End Point of view

The time Harry was supposed to go home was coming near and Lucius knew it. When Harry began realizing this he began to panick and kept on repeating to Lucius he had to go home. Finally Harry left in quite a hurry and Lucius watched. Knowing things were not going well for the Potter boy… yet knowing he'd see him again soon.

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Harry was just about to go into the Dursleys house when someone grabbed him from behind. It was Uncle Vernon. Harry's back was hurting again.

"You're late again boy," Vernon stated in a deadly calm voice.

"I am not-" Harry protested at first. A glance at his watch told him otherwise. Uncle Vernon was right. He was late by an hour. And by the look on Uncle Vernon's face he knew he was in trouble, deep trouble.

Authors Note and notes to reviewers- I am really glad people like my story. I have never seen a story like this before. Thanks for all your reviews. If you are wondering I am updating today because I am starting to review for exams next week. I will probably update again this Sunday. Some of the reviews may not appear on my note to authors because Fanfiction had trouble and some of the reviews were deleted, I still appreciate them all.