A/N: I liked the idea gave me...I'm going to turn Narcissa into a mother figure for Harry, who seems to need a mother to deal with his nightmares. A lover is great, but a mother makes everything better. Also, note that Narcissa and Lucius are like best friends, they don't love each other in a romantic way. Anyway, I don't own the characters, suing me isn't worth it. Now, this contains man-on-man. You have been warned. There will be a little torture, nothing too graphic anymore, but there will be mild sex scenes in this story. Gay sex to be exact. No like, no read. Got it? Oh, this chapter features a metamorphagus, snogfests, and the arses of Harry, Lucius, Severus, and Draco. Not necessarily in that order. Also, reviewers don't need to lick my awesome black cowboy boots to make me update :D

Chapter 3

Harry followed Voldemort down the hall. His group of four people were trailing behind him. "Relax. I'm not going to kill you." Harry said, rolling his eyes. The group sighed in unison and sped up. "Now. Rooming. Lucius, Narcissa and I share a suite, and Severus and Draco will get their own set of rooms across from us, yes?" Harry asked Voldemort in parseltongue. Voldemort nodded and answered in parseltongue. "Yes. They are ready, but we need to add a room for Narcissa."

Draco shivered as Voldemort answered Harry. when Voldemort spoke in snake-tongue, the words sounded oily and dirty. But when Harry did, it was like a symphony dripping with honey.

He was disturbed from his thoughts when Voldemort stopped in front of a heavy oak door. "Severus, Draco, these will be your rooms." Harry said, opening the door. The group took a quick tour of the suite, which had a small kitchen, sitting room, library, study, and a single, rather large bedroom. They exited the rooms, and turned to the ebony door across the hall. The rooms were rather larger than Severus and Draco's other rooms.

The sitting room was cozy and done in butter soft leather and ebony. Black silk drapes adorned the wall of windows overlooking a huge lake surrounded on the back by lush green forest. Harry nodded his approval and entered the kitchen. It was larger than the other kitchen, and had a lot of cupboards filled with foods.

The den/study was beautiful, as it had a very light wood and white leather furnishings and had thick deep blue drapes over the large window. The door read 'Lucius' in elegant gold calligraphy. The door down the hall marked 'Harry' was made of thick cherry, and had a gold snake knocker. Harry opened the door, entering the den/study of his own. The contrast was striking, with champagne colored leather, and cherry wood. The drapes were a dark green, almost black color, and there was a huge bay window with a window seat in it. the window seat itself was a dark green, with tarnished silver accents. Harry sat on it, and smiled slightly. He walked over to the cherry desk.

There was parchment, quills, and ink in every color under the sun. they left the room, moving to the bedroom. Harry looked around in awe. It was a beautiful room, huge. The bed had to be at least king sized. Black and tarnished silver colours were the main ones in the room. The sheets were black, the covers black and silver. Harry looked around the room. there was another wall of windows, charmed so you could look out, but no one could look in.

Harry nodded his approval. They left, stopping at Narcissa's room. it was done in tasteful cream and wine colours. They went back to the sitting room, and Harry sent Draco and Severus back to their rooms, but told them they were to come over at six for dinner. Then he turned to the two Malfoys and offered his arm to Narcissa. "Shall we adjourn to my den?" He asked, before leading them to the den and offering them seats. They sat stiffly.

"I'm not gonna crucio you for talking, you know. I marked you so I could hurt people that hurt you." Harry said, sitting on the window seat and gesturing for them to join him. "Your son offered me a hand in friendship, which I regret every day that I'd turned down. The least I can do is accept it now and keep his crush and family safe." Harry said softly.

He chuckled a little at the two shocked faces. "Severus?" He asked. Harry nodded. They love each other. But Severus keeps trying to convince himself that it's wrong, and Draco thinks Severus feels nothing for him. which is why I roomed them together in the first place." Harry explained. Narcissa looked rather stunned.

"Really?" she asked softly, and Harry knelt before her. "I mean it. I won't hurt you." Harry said softly, bringing her hand to his lips and pressing them to her palm. "You have my word as Lord Harry Potter-Black." Harry said softly. "You have my word as the blood and magic heir to Godric Griffindor, Rowena Ravenclaw, Helga Hufflepuff, and Salazarr Slythrin and on the name of Merlin himself, who named me his magical heir that I will not harm you unnecessarily." Harry promised. Narcissa gaped at him. "I know. a really long list of titles." Harry said softly.

"Would you like something to help organise your thoughts?" Harry asked. Narcissa nodded. Harry waved his hand and a glass of a crimson liquid was in his hand. He offered it to Narcissa, who took it and took a long drink. "What is this?" She asked. "Something I invented last year when I needed all the clues i could get to figure out how Dumb-fuck knew what I was doing. Turns out my 'friends'" His lip curled in disgust and he spat the word. "were telling him every move I made. That was betrayal of the worst kind. The only thing they didn't tell him was what Umbridge did for detentions." Harry growled, looking at the back of one of his hands.

"What did she do?" Narcissa asked. Harry waved her off. "Nothing I want to talk about." Harry said softly. "So. Tell me, what exactly did you expect me to do?" Harry asked, looking at Lucius. Narcissa was the one to answer it.

"I thought you would get your revenge for everything we helped to do to you." Narcissa said softly. "Instead, you are saving us, setting us apart from th random tortures between Death Eaters." Narcissa said, blue eyes filling with tears. Lucius looked rather nervous. "I actually thought you would kill me off as soon as you had branded me, or worse, haviing to watch you slowly murder the only happiness in my life." Lucius said softly, and Harry moved to stand in front to him. he fell to his knees, gently lifting the older man's chin to look him in the eyes.

"I may be cold hearted and cruel, but I would never hurt anyone who didn't deserve it." Harry said. "I was beaten for no reason, you think I would do that?" Harry asked, and Narcissa shook her head. "From what Draco told me, you didn't seem like that kind of person. But you can never know, really. Especially when you tortured those people." Narcissa said, getting gradually more comfortable and bolder.

"Ahh, that was because I was getting revenge on them for what they did to me. Lucius would know some of what I suffered, wouldn't you?" Harry asked the older man. "I do have some idea. But I wanted to know something." Lucius paused, and when Harry waited for him to continue. "Did you live in the cupboard under the staircase?" He asked, and Narcissa gasped.

"I did, until Dudley and Vernon got too big to fit in there anymore. Then it was the smallest bedroom, until both f them couldn't fit in there. then it was the basement." Harry said. Narcissa looked upset and walked forward. "I'm just going to hug you." She said, before taking him in her arms. Harry was stiff at first, but relaxed little by little. After Narcissa released him, Lucius stepped forward.

"I know you suffered greatly, but would you mind terribly if I showed Cissa the memories from the visit to the Muggles?" Harry shrugged and nodded. "Sure. She should know that the person she took in is royally fucked up." Narcissa looked sad. She gently forced Harry to look at her. "You are not fucked up. Is Severus fucked up?" She asked, and Harry shook his head. "Well, he had pretty much the same stuff happen to him, and he isn't fucked up, is he?" She asked, and Harry shook his head again.

"Lucius, I think we should move Harry's stuff into the house, and then we can take him to Malfoy Manor to get our important possessions. We need to clean out the Dark stuff anyway. And we need Draco to come as well. he has to clean out his room of things he needs. And, we will take you shopping. Under a glamour, of course." Narcissa said, looking over his dirty clothes.

"No need for a glamour. I'm an unknown metamorphagus." Harry said, shifting into what looked to be Lucius, but with a few differences. His hair was longer, and his eyes had a gleam in them. His build was also slighter, more like Narcissa. He could easily pass as a younger brother of Lucius.

"What do you think?" He asked, before changing his voice as well. "Better?" he drawled, in a slightly deeper and huskier voice than the Malfoy Lord. "Much better. You actually sound like my brother." "Good, I need to be believable." Harry drawled. "If I hadn't seen you change, I would take you for a Malfoy." Narcissa agreed.

"Wonderful. Shall we pay your son a visit then?" Harry asked, and the older Malfoys nodded. They left the room, and Lucius knocked. The door was pulled open by draco, who groaned. "It's father and Mother." Sraco announced. Severus appeared.

"Who is that behind you?" Severus asked Lucius, who shrugged and said "My younger brother, Osirius." Lucius introduced. Osirius, this is Severus snape, and my son, Draco." Lucius said. Draco looked suspicious. "Orion Malfoy. Nice to meet you." Harry drawled. Draco's jaw nearly hit the floor. "Dad, he does a better drawl than you!" Draco said, looking from one to the other.

"I guess he does." Lucius drawled, and Harry drawled back "No, you have a better drawl." Then they started laughing. "Anyway, can we come in?" Lucius asked, and they entered the flat, where Harry changed back. "Were we believable?" Harry asked Severus. "You were." Severus affirmed. Harry nodded. Enough to go shopping in Knockturn and Diagon alley?" Harry asked. Severus nodded again.

"You just need the act. You have to act like a Malfoy." Severus stated, and Harry morphed back into his Malfoy body. He strutted around the room, looking down at the people in the room with his nose in the air and a smirk on his face. It was a rather good Malfoy impression. "You make a great Malfoy, Harry!" Narcissa exclaimed.

"Why thank you, Narcissa, dear." Harry drawled. He kissed Narcissa's knuckles. "Where did you learn such impeccable manners?" Narcissa questioned. "All over, really. years of studying people from the shadows. Also, I've been places where what people from our culture view as polite is rude. Like Japan, for instance. Or the United States, or Canada. Germany is rather different as well." Harry said, seemingly off in his own world.

"When have you ever been to any of those places?" Draco asked. "A little thing called apparation, paired with a little toy called a time-turner." Harry said, playing with a chain around his neck. "A time turner? Where did you get one of those?" Lucius asked. "My godfather gave it to me. Before he died, of course." Harry said, waving the questioning looks aside.

"Anyway, with my four fortunes, I could afford to spend a lot of money. But I never did. Every time I would think about getting money, I couldn't do it. I figured I would die anyway, so I split all my money into four vaults, three under names of false people so Dumbledore couldn't take it. The last, under my name, has only about a billion galleons in it, a pittance of my money. The others house much more of my money. I inherited the Potter money, as well as the Black money, the Evans money, and finally the money the founders put into a vault for their Magical and Blood heirs. Merlin has a totally separate vault, but they don't know how much is in that one." Harry said with a shrug.

The group in the room looked at him. "You must be the richest guy in the world!" Draco announced. Severus looked surprised. "That explains the magical energy around you. it's the most powerful I have felt. You could probably kill a man with a disarming spell." Harry looked disgusted. "I noticed that I nearly killed my uncle multiple times."

Draco looked at his father, who was staring in awe at Harry. "Youknow, when you go shopping with us, your vault will eventually get smaller, right?" He asked. "Malfoys are notorious for shopping. And the fact both I and my son are gay, it makes it worse." Lucius said, and Narcissa nodded knowingly. "I think I know who he has a crush on." She stage whispered to Harry. "I do too. It's me." He softly whispered back. Narcissa squealed. "Do you like him?" She whispered low enough that Lucius couldn't hear. "More than anything." He replied. Narcissa gave a loud squeal. The other three men in the room looked at her. "That is sooo sweet!" She squealed. Harry flushed.

"I'll tell you what. I'll help you get him, hmm?" Narcissa asked, not bothering to whisper anymore. "You won't take no for an answer, will you?" Harry asked with a very fake sigh. "Nope!" Narcissa said happily. Harry smiled at her, and she bounced around the room, staring at each man in turn.

"Don't worry, Harry. we won't loose your pretty green eyes. Brown is dominant, while blue is dominant. Which means grey is recessive, and green is dominant." She said. "But black is dominant, there would be a slim chance of any kids having green eyes.

"Wait a second! Kids!" Harry asked. "Yes, kids. quite a few. I want to be able to hold all the little ones. They will be practically family, after all." Narcissa said, putting her hands on her hips. "The only way we would have kids is if things worked out. I don't know if they will, anyway." Harry said. Narcissa looked angry.

"No, you would be together forever. You were made for each other!" She announced. "And if I'm right, which I always am, you two are soulmates. I know for a fact that it was love at first sight for him" She said, winking saucily at Harry.

"You think so?" Harry asked, ignoring the other three men in the room, who were asking each other what the other two were talking about. " Harry, honey, I know so." Narcissa said, turning back to the other men. Lucius looked rather jealous. Severus looked thoughtful, and Draco looked surprised. "Harry's gay?" he asked, and the rest of the room gave him a look. "You are slower than Ron. Honestly." Harry said. Draco looked mildly affronted.

"Did everyone besides me know?" Draco asked. Harry sighed. " the whole school knew I was gay last year." Harry said. "Snape figured it out in my third year, and Lucius and Narcissa knew from the way I act. And possibly from the Dark Lord, who knew before I did." Harry said.

Draco gave a small sound, looking sheepish. "And I know for a fact that you are gay. I figured it out when you were checking me out after quidditch practice." Harry said, and Draco flushed. "I couldn't help it. You have such a cute bum." Harry flushed. "I do not have a cute bum!" He insisted, but Narcissa, who was standing behind Harry, said "You do so have a cute bum." She commented. Harry spun, forgetting that there were three gay men behind him. "Why would you look?" Harry asked. "Hey, I like guys. I always look at people's bums. Not Luce's or Draco's, because Lucius is my best friend, and Draco is my son, but I've looked at Sevvie's bum." She said, and the potions master looked at her.

"He has a nice bum, but not nearly as cute as yours. His bum is quite nice, don't you think, Draco?" Narcissa asked innocently. "Mum!" Draco exclaimed, and Lucius and Harry started chuckling. "Lucius has a nice bum too." She said, looking at Harry. "Don't you think so Harry?" She asked. Harry, who already knew just how cute his arse was, walked behind Lucius.

"You're right, Cissy!" He said. Draco's mouth dropped open. Lucius was blushing, Severus was staring at Harry, and Narcissa looked pleased. "What about Draco's bum?" Harry asked innocently. "Severus?" He asked, and Severus fought the colour rising in his cheeks. "I wouldn't know." He said. "I think you do know, considering how you watch it." Harry said, moving to the side, using Lucius as a block between himself and a highly embarrassed Severus. Severus ran into the bathroom, and Draco looked happy.

"Does he really?" He asked, and Harry nodded. "Go get him. remember, he had a hard life, don't worry if he tries to push you away. It's his way of shielding his heart." Harry said, shooing Draco to the door of the bathroom and unlocking it with a spell. Draco disappeared, and Harry turned to Narcissa.

"That wasn't nice-" Harry began, and Narcissa started to protest. He hushed her, and continued. "but it was necessary." Harry finished, casting a silencing charm at the bathroom, from where loud moans were emitting. Narcissa looked happy. "Aww. Wonder what they are doing in there?" Narcissa said, and Lucius looked startled. "I don't know." He admitted, and Harry chuckled. "I know. They're snogging. And groping, but whatever." He said. Narcissa looked at him before bursting into laughter.

"How do you know?" She asked, gasping for breath. " I share a room with Seamus and Dean. Need I say any more? I know they aren't shagging, because you would here a lot more-" Harry began, but was cut off by the bathroom door opening, and a dishevelled Draco stepping out looking thoroughly snogged. "You know, his hair isn't greasy. It's silky and overly shiny." Draco said, smiling dazedly. "You would know, now wouldn't you?" Harry asked, and Draco answered. "I would." Severus emerged, looking less messy than Draco, but his swollen lips and dazed eyes betrayed what they had been doing.

Harry laughed, and Severus sat in a chair. "He is quite the kisser, I must admit." He said, and Lucius rolled his eyes. "Do we get a show?" Harry asked, pouting. Severus pulled Draco onto his lap. "Maybe." He said, before capturing Draco in a deep kiss. "Looks like Sev is the Dom." Harry said, studying them.

"I doubt he would have it any other way." Lucius remarked. Harry smirked at him. Narcissa whispered something into Harry's ear, and suddenly, Harry leaned over to Lucius and kissed him softly.

It was like electricity, and neither were aware of their surroundings. Lucius deepened the kiss, and nibbled Harry's bottom lip. Harry opened his mouth, and Lucius slipped his tongue into Harry's mouth.

Lucius's POV

Harry kissed me. My dream came true. Well, part of my dream. I begged for entrance to Harry's mouth as he carded his hands through my hair. When Harry did, I slipped his tongue into the warm cavern. Harry tasted sweet, like strawberries and mint. It was exotic, sweet, and totally Harry. I explored Harry's mouth, memorising every nook and crevice and running my fingers through his hair. I pulled Harry into his chest, kissing him until breathing became an issue.

I pulled away, gasping for breath, and opened My eyes. Harry was panting, his emerald eyes hooded and clouded. He was beautiful. "Harry." I said huskily. Harry looked up. He looked so sexy. I wanted to throw him onto the couch and ravish him. I glanced around the room, gasping as I realised that Severus, Draco, and Narcissa were watching Harry and I. I whispered into Harry's ear. He jerked up and straightened his hair and clothes.

I did the same, and we soon were composed enough to look at the other occupants of the room. "How did you breathe?" Draco asked, and Harry shrugged. "It wasn't a long kiss." "It was too. Eight minutes at least." Draco said. Narcissa said "Eleven minutes." Harry looked surprised. Harry turned to the door as someone knocked.

Third person

Harry got up and opened to door to reveal the Dark Lord. "Lo, Tom. What can I do for you?" he asked. Voldemort shook his head. "I need to know if the other Death eaters can torture those muggles."

Harry seemed to consider it. "Tell them the can go ahead as long as they stop as soon as the muggles glow blue. If they don't, they will die, and I will be angry." Harry said, before going back to the chair Lucius was in and sitting on the arm. he yelped in surprise as Lucius pulled him onto his lap.

The Dark Lord chuckled. "Possessive, isn't he?" He asked, and Harry shrugged, grinning. "It's nice, actually." He said. He began running his fingers through blonde locks. Lucius gave a noise between a purr and a whimper. Harry smiled at him. Narcissa looked like she wanted to coo, and the Dark Lord was rolling his eyes. Severus was staring into Draco's eyes, and Draco was giggling.

"Fine. I'll see you tomorrow." The Dark Lord said. Harry smirked at him. "You know, I sorta found something interesting in Medea Monkton's mind. She has a crush on you." Harry said, before going back to playing with Lucius's hair. The Dark Lord looked thoughtful. "Anything else of interest?" "Not really." Harry said without looking over. The Dark Lord rolled his eyes at Narcissa, and left, shutting the door behind him.

"Harry?" Lucius asked softly. "Yeah?" Harry replied, not opening his eyes. "What's gonna happen with us?" He asked softly. Harry sighed. "I don't think I'll going back to Hogwarts, so that won't be a problem. I will stay here, and if I do go to Hogwarts as someone else, I can go with you during the holidays, or you can become a teacher. I can add some memories of when the 'spell' was weakened. Then we can be together. And no glamour that Dumbledore can see through." Harry said, sitting up.

Lucius wrapped his arms around Harry. Harry snuggled into his chest. Narcissa was knitting something across the room. They were in Harry's den, Lucius and Harry on the window seat, and Narcissa in a chair in front of the fireplace. She was facing away, but Harry knew she was smirking smugly. "Cissy?" Harry asked nicely. "Yes, Harry?" She asked, setting her knitting on a chair beside her and standing. "Do you think I should go to school this year?" "I do. You need education. Your life was never easy, and now it will be harder than ever." Narcissa replied.

"You should go to bed soon. You look dead on your feet." Narcissa said, helping Harry off the seat. "Now, dinner." She said, and called a house elf. "Mashed potatoes." She told it. "With butter, but not a lot." The elf popped away, returning with a plate of the dish. "Eat." Narcissa ordered, knowing full well that he wouldn't be able to eat much.

"But I'm not hungry." Harry said. "Eat. You are too thin as it is." She ordered. Harry obediently took three bites before pushing the dish away. Narcissa pleaded Harry to drink a little conjured broth, and he ate two tablespoons of that. "Cissy, I'm full!" He pleaded. "Fine, now you go to bed." Narcissa ordered. "But it's not even six o'clock." Harry said. "Bed, now, Mister. Lucius can go with you, but no sex tonight." Narcissa ordered. Harry sighed and walked to the bathroom to shower.

"And you." Narcissa started with Lucius. "No shagging him. You might hurt him. he's been through a lot. I don't want to deal with a broken boy, not again." She said. "When did you deal with a broken kid?" Lucius asked. "Sirius. I took care of Sirius." she said. "After his mother finished thrashing him. he was my cousin." she said. Lucius nodded. "Fine, fine." He said as the door opened and a wet and dripping Harry appeared in the doorway. "Cissy, do you know where any pyjamas are?" he asked, and Narcissa summoned a pair of sleep pants from a drawer. they were black silk, a pair of Draco's pants.

"They will be a little big. We really need to take you shopping." She said, as Harry turned and disappeared into the bedroom. He emerged, pants over his feet and pants dangerously low on his hips. "Night, Cissy." Harry said, returning to bed. Lucius went into the bathroom as Narcissa went to tuck Harry in.

"Harry. I know that you feel too old to be tucked in, I think you deserve to know what it's like." She said, sitting beside him and singing a familiar lullaby. Harry was still awake at the end of it, but Narcissa just pulled the covers around him and turning to the door, which had just opened to admit Lucius, in a pair of dark green pants. Narcissa left as Harry snuggled into Lucius, who put his arms around Harry.

Sleep came easily for the first time that night. Harry was floating in darkness when the dreams started. He writhed under the knife as his uncle brought it onto his back. He screamed. He felt arms encircle him. He heard singing and soft whispered words, though he couldn't make them out. The pain faded. He opened his eyes, to see the scared expressions of Lucius and Narcissa.

He sat up, and Lucius tightened his arms around the small figure. "Are you all right?" Narcissa asked. "It was just a nightmare." Harry said. "Just a nightmare?" Narcissa said incredulously. Harry said "It was about the things my uncle did to me." He said, burrowing into the bare chest he was being held against. Lucius looked at Harry. "You really are thin." He told Harry,. who chuckled.

"I know. it's not like you can be fat if you can't eat more than once a month." Harry said. Lucius looked angry. "When you decide to kill them, can I do it with you?" He asked. Narcissa looked steely. "Me as well." she said. Harry hugged both of them, dropping a soft kiss on soft lips. He pulled away from Lucius, and kissed Narcissa's cheek. "If you want to." He said. Narcissa hugged him and went to her room. Lucius held Harry, murmuring things into his ear. "Go back to sleep. Things will seem better in the morning." He told him. Harry sighed and went back to sleep.