Title: I Believe In a Thing Called Love
Author: Shinigami Liliz Black
Rating: PG-13 (maybe R later)
Status: UNBETAED
Notes: THIS STORY SEEMS TO BE PRE-HBP.The words 'Bite me' comes from Yuri Hyuga in Shadow Heart II. I think this story is turning out a bit fluff since they're all trying to live like Muggles.
Chapter Four: A truth to be told
As the morning sun blaze into the windows of the room shared by both man it was Lucius Malfoy, the blonde man who woke up first, feeling a slight pain at the side of his head and a small weigh in his forehead. He took what ever was placed on his head and threw it away, scowling and sat up.
After his scowling, Lucius noticed that he was in the bed the two men had desperately fought on last night. That gave him enough satisfaction to smirk in triumph that he had won the bed but where was the blasted dog sleeping?
A soft snoring came from the foot of the bed and Lucius silently shook the cover off and scrawled to look to the floor ahead. The other man was sleeping blissfully, untangled in his own blankets, clad in only his boxer, sprawled. His face was towards Lucius, eyes closed and mouth slightly open. He could make out the muscles of his back, forming a strong V, the hardness of his thigh and legs and how his hand grasped the pillow. Lucius found the scene exciting…
Yet he caught himself just in time before he could think something than he shouldn't and scowled at his own mind, playing bloody tricks on him. This was the dirty cross-grained Dog animagus who he hated most that anybody else. It would have been ok if it was another man…wait…
Lucius once again scowled, this time saying out loud, "This is ridiculous Lucius; you're not gay like your son. Think straight, be straight."
He stood up from the bed, still with his clothes from last night on and head to the door. Unfortunately on his way he tripped over and fell to the floor. When he rolled over and stood up he found Sirius Black with his hand behind his head, grinning broadly, his legs completely stretch, which had cause Lucius to tripped over, "Good morning," he said with that usual huge grin of his after doing something he liked so much while Lucius angrily took the nearest object, which happened to be a pillow, and threw it to the dog animagus before leaving the room.
"Woke up the bad morning side of the bed eh Malfoy?"
"Shut up!" growled the blonde man slamming the bathroom door close.
"Oh I'm shutting all right you bastard," Sirius said loud enough for Lucius to hear while exiting the room. Lucius opened the door of the bathroom and threw the dog animagus a bar of soap. The black haired man did not expect this and the soap hit him on his left eye making him losing his balance and tumbling with one on the vase in a small coffee table
" You fucking asshole!" Sirius yelled while the muffled laugh of Lucius came from the bathroom.
" Is that how you two are going to spend each morning here?" A drawling voice said behind the black haired man. Sirius turned, rubbing his eyes irritated and watching Draco exiting his room with a stern expression on his face. The blonde was wearing black shorts along with a white tank top, his blonde hair terribly messy.
Sirius did not answered instead he watched distastefully at the young blonde, going downstairs. "Bite me," he muttered standing up and following the blonde, not before hitting the bathroom door hard.
"Good Morning," Harry said cheerfully watching his lover and godfather coming downstairs.
"Morning," Sirius replied muttering watching his godson, clad only in red very short boxers, shaking the frying pan, sharing a quick kiss with his lover.
"What was all that racked upstairs?" the raven haired man asked.
"Father and Sirius," Draco replied shortly, serving himself some tea and picking up the Daily Prophet.
"Sirius," whined the raven boy, letting go of the frying pan and turning off the stove. "Please-"
Sirius brought his hand to his face in frustration, "I know, I know, I'm sorry, it was my fault."
"Blaming you won't solve things," Harry said bringing two plates to the kitchen bar and serving breakfast. Just then, Lucius came downstairs, clad in long blue jeans and a tight white shirt. "Are you going to eat something Lucius?"
The blonde did not turn to look at the raven haired boy but waved his hand and replied, "Nah, I'm not hungry," and disappeared in the living room. "And put some clothes on Potter," he added.
"You better watch your mouth here father," Draco drawled lowering the newspaper, "You're in my household."
A short snorted came from the living room while Harry whispered, "Let him be Draco. Sirius, would you mind helping me de-gnoming the backyard?"
A grin spread on the Animagus's lips, "Sure," he replied chewing on his scramble eggs. "At least I'll be doing something useful."
"Bet you'll scare them with your fleas," Lucius drawled from the Living room. Sirius decided not to reply instead he impaled his sausages with his fork angrily.
The day went slowly. Harry and Sirius spend most of his time de-gnoming the backyard and laughing. Draco spent doing laundry and was now cleaning the carpets, with a very loud machine that was irritating Lucius Malfoy.
"Stop that bloody thing!" hissed the older Malfoy closing the book he was forced to read by the cause of boredom. Draco turned it off and stared at his father.
"Are you planning to do something useful?"
"Why don't you hire elves?" Lucius asked reopening the book.
"I never liked elves."
"Then use magic," drawled the older blonde.
Draco let go of the vacuum cleaner and crossed his arms. "I promised I'll be living as normal as possible, taking the challenge to do things ourselves own without magic, something that you too promised."
Lucius did promised, and what irritates him more was that he always sticks to promises. So the blonde had no choice other than to close the book, stood up and look at his watch. "Fine, I'll go and fix some dinner."
Draco raised his eyebrow at his father choice of doing something, "Are you sure?"
"Just because I had servants doesn't mean I'm a dumbass," Lucius said coldly, entering the kitchen. He opened the fridge, just how he had learned from Severus, but noticed his son had followed him and was staring at him with the same unbelievable expression. He was never fond of Muggle stuffs but after making his promise along with his son and Severus he had to learn lots of things for months…
"What are you looking at? Go and do something useful," Lucius drawled, glaring at his son.
Sirius and Harry entered the kitchen discussion something loudly and stopped when they noticed Lucius on the kitchen uncovering a boiling pot and stirring the content inside. "What are you doing Lucius?" Harry asked walking over the sink and washing his hands.
"Dinner," muttered the blonde while turning and looking over the cabinets, "Where's the tomato sauce?"
"On the last cabinet," Harry told the blonde looking at what the blonde was cooking. "What're you cooking?"
Lucius place a large bowed with holes over the sink and pour the container of the pot in it. Hot smokes came out of it and Lucius drew back. "Italian food," he replied shaking the bowl, removing the water from the white hot noodles.
"Really? I've never been able to try some!"
Sirius, who was watching everything from the entrance of the kitchen, snorted and crossed his arms. "I'm not going to eat something made by him."
"Then starve to death Black, I could care less if you do," Lucius drawled earning a glare form the black haired man.
"Don't be childish Sirius," Harry said, "Beside, who would deny a dish of Italian food?"
"If it comes from him I would," Sirius murmured but sighed at the stares Harry was giving him. "Oh Fine, but don't blame me if something goes wrong."
"This was completely delicious!" Harry exclaimed leaning back on the chair. Lucius, who sat oppose to him, smirked, swirling his goblet on his finger.
"Thank you," he said softly, taking a sip of his wine.
"Where did you learned to cook like that?" Draco said placing the goblet back to the table, sitting beside his lover.
Lucius raised his eyebrow and lowered his goblet, "Don't you trust in my natural skill?"
"Actually, no," Draco replied smirking back at his father, "I know you have something on, before."
Lucius chuckled and rest his right elbow on the table, grabbing his chin. "I used to cook as a child."
"Since how old?"
"Fifteen; My grandfather used to run a restaurant in the Muggle world as surprising as it sound and lost few chefs in it so," he said while leaning over the table, "I volunteer to help learn how to cook and filled the post."
Sirius snorted, crossing his arms. "Is there something wrong Black?" the black haired man shook his head, sighing irritated. "Seemed so, you didn't complained at all," the blonde added looking at Sirius's empty plate.
"It was good, for once," Sirius muttered, "But that doesn't change the fact I still despite you and don't trust you."
"Naturally," Lucius replied as Sirius sneered at this.
Harry rubbed his chin thoughtful, "When are you planning to stop fighting like this?"
"Never," Sirius replied, taking hold of his goblet.
"Why?" Draco asked looking intently at the black haired man.
"He made my life a hell back at school."
Lucius snorted, "Think of it as a payback for what you did to my brother."
Sirius smiled incredulously. "Ah so your brother had to send you to do the dirty work?"
"Actually, I like to take the dirty work by myself," Lucius replied a smirking growing on his lips. Draco and Harry watched both man discussion their rivalry.
"Ah yes, I forgot," Sirius said acting he was looking sad, "That's your true nature isn't it? Being a dirty, asshole servant you are."
Lucius's lips formed a thin line, looking coldly at the Animagus, "I wouldn't talk much about it."
Sirius slammed his goblet down, glaring at the blonde, "About what?"
Lucius brought a finger to his lips, looking thoughtful, "back at your six year-"
That made Sirius stand up slamming both his hand down on the table, "Don't you dare to bring that up!"
Lucius smirked, "Why not, Harry has the right to know what kind of man is his godfather-"
Harry and Draco shared glances before the young black haired man spoke, "What do I have to know?"
"I said shut it!" Sirius yelled, breathing angrily and glaring coldly at the blonde, "If you say one word I swear I'll-"
Lucius was smirking madly after turning the Animagus in this state. "He-" but the works never left his mouth; Sirius savagely lunged forward over the table and knocked the blonde down with the chair.
"Sirius!" the young couple exclaimed, standing up. His hands angrily reached for the man's neck just as Lucius whispered, "Going to beat me like that boy back then are you?"
"Sirius, get off him!" Harry hissed, pushing his godfather away from the blonde. He held his godfather steady while Lucius stood up, smirking.
"What is wrong with you two," Draco yelled angrily. "Acting like first year children!"
"You must control your temper or else will lead to-"
"Shut the fuck up!" Sirius bellowed struggling against Harry's grasped.
"For Merlin's sake Sirius, keep it down!" Sirius sighed, yet he couldn't stop looking at the blonde angrily.
"I'm off to sleep," he whispered, stomping out of the dinning room.
"Father please we don't want to know nothing of this, this is personal business and it's up to him to say it to Harry," Draco said to his father while he stood up, "Go and clean yourself, we'll deal with the dishes and try not to meddle with Sirius."
Lucius rolled his eyes walking to the stairs yet that made his son said, "Promise?"
Sighing and irritated he replied slowly and acidly, "Promise."
Harry slumped down into a chair while Draco approached him, "You ok?"
"I've never seen Sirius so aggressive before. Not even we he fought with Severus. Do you think it's bad what he might be hiding?"
Draco sighed and kneeled over ahead his lover, "I doubt it, but I guess is something Sirius doesn't want to be reminded of."
"Yeah seemed so," Harry muttered.
Draco smiled softly and stole a kiss from his lover. "Let's get this fix first, then I'll clear you mind."
Harry grinned at this, "Mmm sounds good…"
To be continued…
Notes: yeah maybe Sirius got too worked up for this little nonsense but I guess it would be appropriated after all he's trying to be a better person. We'll found out eventually what beaten he gave this boy.
