The King and I
Disclaimer: Its not mine. Its JKR's, she is the genius behind the characters, I am just borrowing them and using them for my own evil purposes.
Thank yous: Mistress Vamp, Sarahamanda, brilliantbrunette89, inumoon3, Ceyxa, EsScaper, Eleonora1, orlin, iamtherealmaverick, SilverGlitterSprite, and Preetoaka Raven Potter Weasley.
Eleonora1: That is a very lovely offer (despite two of the pairings), but somehow I don't think you would be getting the updates for those two stories anytime soon, as I am such an appalling updater. I would not be offended by your title idea or anything by the way, go ahead and use it if you really want too.
As requested, one of the other couples will have a child.
The abbreviation 'MLE' stands for Magical Law Enforcement, by the way.
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Chapter 4: Missing
"Do you…realise that we have been doing this…for exactly six years, tonight?" questioned Sirius after breaking a heated kiss with his secret lover; the one blond that every person in the Wizarding World knew about. The one blond that many feared, and many loved to hate.
"Yes, I do realise that, which is why I would like for you to shut up and allow me to continue with what I was doing," replied Lucius before grabbing a fistful of Sirius's shoulder-length black hair and closing the gap between their mouths again.
Sirius practically clawed at Lucius's robes with one hand, and he ran the other through Lucius's own shoulder-length white-blond hair, "Mm…controlling git…"
"I am the King, it is my duty to control," Lucius began to undo Sirius's shirt. "And I can control much better if you have no clothes on."
Sirius laughed and shrugged his shirt off, "I should hope that you don't control all of your lovely subjects like this…"
Lucius quirked his eyebrows, "Wouldn't you like to know," he kissed Sirius again, running his hands over the smooth, lightly tanned skin, drawing appreciative moans out of the younger man as he did so-
"AH!" Sirius's rather lovely dream was cut short when he rolled over in bed under the pretence that there was plenty of room left for his sleeping body to do so, but instead, he found the edge of the bed and went tumbling out of it and landing hard on the floor. "Ow…" the thirty-year old rubbed his head, which he had hit on the bedside table, grumbling at the unfairness of having his dream interrupted. When he was done with that, he hauled himself up and climbed back onto his bed and fell down onto his stomach, only to notice that his watch had the reading of 8:45am on it. "Oh pissing hell…" it felt like he had not slept at all last night, despite the fact that this was the first time he had woken up since about 10:30 last night.
A loud cry broke his groggy thoughts, so Sirius forced himself to his feet and stumbled to his doorway, "I'm coming, Draco!"
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In the mean while, things were not all that well in the quarters that belonged to the potions master of Hogwarts. Severus Snape was leaning against the doorframe of his bathroom, his arms folded and his eyebrows raised slightly at the cussing and grumbling form of his husband, who was crouched on the floor in front of the toilet.
"I will not be held accountable for any physical damage that I inflict upon you," growled James, his hands braced on the rim of the toilet bowl, his chest heaving from his deep breathing.
Severus slowly licked his lips, "James, you can not hold me fully responsible for your being pregnant. If I recall correctly, it took the both of us to get you like this."
James forced himself to his feet and went over to the sink, "Still your sperm."
"I would divorce you if it were anyone else's," replied Severus coolly; he checked his wristwatch and sighed. "Look, I have a class in seven minutes time, can we talk about this later?"
James spat his mouthwash out and glanced in the mirror so that he could see Severus, "Okay… Can you make something to calm my stomach? Please?"
Severus nodded, "Yes, I will," he went over to James and pressed a kiss to the other man's unruly black hair. "I will see you later."
"Bye…"
James gazed at his reflection in the mirror, he supposed that he didn't really look that bad considering he had just been throwing up about the last three meals worth of food that he had eaten. He gave a big yawn and headed out of the bathroom and back to the bedroom, where he fell down on the big, comfortable bed and curled up with every intention of having another sleep.
Despite the fact that the two of them bickered and teased each other incessantly and unrelentingly, James and Severus did get along extremely well. They never used too, however, with vast differences and their history as great enemies in their first six years of Hogwarts, which all but hid a great underlying fondness. Their true feelings for each other had come out at the end of their sixth year at Hogwarts, and over the summer afterwards they owled each other constantly so that they could attempt to seal up the past and get to know each other better. During the course of their seventh year at Hogwarts their romantic relationship grew even more, and they eventually came out to the people who knew them the best. Sirius had been the only one that didn't like it to start with, but eventually he managed to see passed the 'slimy Slytherin' thing and actually make friends with Severus. Though they both only really tolerated each other for James's sake.
Three years after graduating Hogwarts, when they were both twenty-one, the two married in a small ceremony with only a few friends as witnesses. They had not so much been living in wedded bliss for the last nine years, as sometimes their bickering could lead to full blown screaming matches and end with one of them storming out or really hurting the other, but they did have a pretty solid relationship even with the ups and downs.
They had never talked about having children though…
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Draco was now a perfectly healthy four-month-old little boy, he was developing well and he now had more white-blond hair on the top of his little head. He was a happy little boy and for that, Sirius was thankful, his son didn't cry nearly as much as he did in his first couple of months of life. In fact, Draco only really cried in the mornings now, and Sirius felt sure that that was only so that he would drag his butt out of bed faster instead of attempting to sleep in until nine-o clock, in stead of his regular 8:45 wake up.
Sirius was sprawled on his couch, watching his son sleep in his little baby carrier on the coffee table. Unemployment had suited him well for a while but now he was starting to grow bored with not having to go to a job every day, and just living off of Lucius's ample amounts of money. He probably would have been able to get and keep a job had his association with his parents not made that impossible, Regulus was in the same predicament; but the two Black brothers could still live comfortable lives, which was fairly good for them.
At least he had plenty of time to spend with his son though, and he was grateful for that, despite becoming bored out of his mind in the times when his little dragon was fast asleep…Now for instance.
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Four days later, Sirius awoke in his bed, all on his own. He had not been alone in it last night, however, because the King had paid his son and lover a visit to speak importantly with Sirius and to spend some time with the both of them. But it seemed that the blond had had to leave early for some reason or another.
The dark haired man stretched languidly and arched his back as he did so, he turned his sleepy eyes to his watch to see what the time was, but seeing the time shocked him to alertness and he sat up quickly. 9:25am, surely Draco would have woken up by now?
Sirius fought himself out of the bedclothes and got to his feet, he pulled on the trousers that he had been wearing yesterday and rushed to his son's nursery, which he found to be completely deserted. There was absolutely no sign of the little baby anywhere. He was starting to panic, as he did so, Sirius rushed out of the nursery and went frantically searching around his entire apartment.
Where was his son?
Sirius whimpered at the thought of his son being missing. Lucius wouldn't have taken Draco and not told him, would he?
Sirius rushed back to Draco's nursery and finally he saw a piece of paper in the pale blue painted crib, he tentatively picked it up and read it, his worst nightmares coming true as he did so.
I haVe YOur SON.
if yOu evER want TO sEe hiM agAIn, leAVE the KinG and PaY ME ten THOUsanD GallEONs in SicKLeS
I WILL contacT YoU sHoRtLy.
"No, no, no, no, no!"
Sirius headed straight for his phone, but on his way he heard someone knock on his apartment door, maybe it was someone that could help him. He quickly changed his direction towards the door and upon opening it he saw his brother waiting there, a mildly annoyed expression on his face.
"We were meant to be meeting for breakfast if you remem…ber? Sirius, what's wrong?"
Sirius was practically pulling his hair out with one hand as he gave the ransom note he had found to Regulus, "Someone's taken him… I don't know what to do!"
Regulus closed the door behind him and led Sirius over to a chair and sat his older brother down, "I'm going to call the MLE, okay?"
Sirius sniffed and nodded, he then whimpered again and put his head down on the table on top of his folded arms.
"Yes, hello. I would like to report a kidnapping… It's my nephew, he's only four months old…"
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Half an hour later, Sirius's apartment was buzzing with life, as six Magical Law Enforcement officers and two Aurors searched every inch of the apartment for any signs of a break in and evidence that would help them catch whoever had taken little Draco Black.
Sirius was sitting at his table going over how he found Draco was missing for about the fourth time already, the feeling of dread building up in him each time he did so. The slight comfort he had at the moment was the fact that his brother was firmly by his side, and rubbing his back every time the tears threatened to fall.
"Mr. Black, this ransom note says to 'leave the King'," said the head of this new investigation into the kidnapping of Sirius's baby. "Obviously you know what this kidnapper means, you are going to have to tell me if you want any help in finding your son."
Before Sirius could attempt to say anything, the three at the table heard the surprised voice of James Potter-Snape.
"What the hell is going on here?"
Regulus was the one to reply to James's question, "Draco was kidnapped sometime this morning while Sirius was asleep, ransom note was all that was left."
James rushed to Sirius's side and hugged his best friend, before he turned to one of his ex-colleagues, "Have you had any leads yet?" he had once been one of the best young Aurors in the business, but four years ago he had been on his death bed after a psychotic individual had attacked him; since then Severus had refused to let James go back into the business.
The man, by the name of Arsenius Dingle, shook his head, "None yet, James, in fact I was just questioning Mr. Black about a certain aspect of this ransom note," he turned his eyes back to Sirius who seemed determined not to spill details about his relationship with Lucius.
Regulus could see his brother was going to stubbornly refuse to say anything, so he sighed and took it upon himself to tell Dingle the truth, "I think what the ransom note meant by 'leave the King', is that whoever kidnapped Draco knows about Sirius's relationship with Lucius Malfoy. And it appears that whoever the kidnapper is, is going to blackmail Sirius with that information and his son."
Dingle nodded, a slight frown on his old face, he did not like being told the possible plans of a criminal by someone other than himself or a trained Law Enforcement personnel, and particularly not someone like one of the infamous Black family. In fact, he had been half of mind not to even come here today, thinking that if it was a Black making the call then it might just be a false alarm, but both the men in front of him, the disinherited Black heirs, seemed very sincere about the missing baby. But one of them being romantically involved with the King? That couldn't be true, it just couldn't. He wasn't willing to believe that for a second. "Very well, I will certainly make sure someone looks into it."
After Dingle had gotten up from the table and gone to talk to one of his men, Sirius spoke quietly and sniffed again, "He doesn't believe it about Lucius…"
James nodded, "Its because you're both Blacks, that's why… I'll go and talk to him," he squeezed Sirius's shoulder reassuringly and went over to Dingle to engage him in conversation.
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By another hour later, Dingle, one Auror and an examiner were all that was left of the Law Enforcement squad at Sirius's apartment. Both Regulus and James were still there with the depressed and anxious Sirius, who was now pacing the living area of his apartment.
A pop sounded through the almost silent apartment and the tall, blond form of the King materialised out of thin air.
The three Ministry workers, upon seeing their King were on their feet and bowing, "Your majesty."
James and Regulus stayed seated, both regarding the King suspiciously.
Sirius, upon hearing 'your majesty' being said, turned towards the man he loved and practically jumped on the blond in a grateful and hopeful hug. He buried his face against in the juncture of Lucius's neck and shoulder clung onto to him, he felt Lucius's arms go around his waist.
Lucius regarded the Ministry workers bowing in front of him darkly, "Dingle," Arsenius Dingle stood to attention. "I would like for you and your men to go to the palace and arrest my wife. I want you to contain her and question her with or without veritaserum to discover everything she knows about the disappearance of Sirius's child."
"Yes, sir."
Lucius raised his eyebrows, "Now, Dingle."
The three Ministry men, quickly went about packing up their things, they then bowed to Lucius again before scampering out of the apartment to obey the King's very direct orders.
Regulus frowned at the blond after the door was closed, "How does Narcissa know?"
Lucius kept one arm securely around Sirius's waist and rubbed the dark haired man's back with his other hand, "I questioned her about her gleefulness this morning, and she quite blatantly told me that Draco had been kidnapped. I doubt she knows of his whereabouts but I am certain that she knows the person who does."
Within about ten minutes, both James and Regulus had left the apartment, both after giving Sirius a hug and promising to contact him later if they heard anything before he did.
Lucius led Sirius over to the couch and sat him down before seating himself on the coffee table, he took Sirius's hands in his own and finally spoke to his miserable lover, "Sirius, what happened?"
Sirius sniffled but he didn't reply to the question, instead forming one of his own, "Was he still here when you left?"
Lucius nodded slowly, "I checked on him before I left, but bearing in mind, that was about five this morning. If you didn't wake up until after nine then this kidnapper had plenty of time to do the deed."
Another whimper escaped Sirius's throat before he broke down hysterically and found himself being pulled back into the blond King's arms. He had only found out that his son was missing barely two hours ago and already he felt like it was the end of his world, he just wanted his baby boy back!
Lucius had moved onto the couch and had pulled Sirius right into his arms; he ran his fingers through the younger man's dark hair and tried to console him as best as he could. He no longer cared about the consequences of breaking his own laws, but when the kidnapper of his son was found, he would kill the bastard in the most horrible way he could think of.
Perhaps this personal attack on him, could be punishable by having the man (he was certain that the criminal was a man) hung, drawn and quartered. That seemed rather fitting for the kidnapping of the Wizarding World's future King, illegitimate or not.
To Be Continued…
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A/N: How was that? Was the more than a month gap of waiting for an update worth it?
Next Chapter: A continuation of this one.