A/N: the three men, as well as Harry's friends, are punk/goth, not stereotypical goth, thank you. Anyway, it was an honest question, so I hope it cleared the water a little. Anyway, onwards!
Immense Changes: Chapter 2Harry woke slowly, stretching in a cat-like manner, before noticing the soft blanket covering him. His left hand hit the arm of the sofa, and he slipped to the floor before folding the blanket. He walked to the bathroom, grimacing at the smudged makeup, and the black and green on his eyes from rubbing them.
He washed off all the makeup before walking to the kitchen, and asking where Lucius and Draco were. "In the dining room, master Harry." Twinkle told him, and Harry went to the room, grabbing a cup of black coffee. He smelled it, and he looked up to see Draco and Lucius staring at him.
"What?" He asked, and he smirked slightly. Draco was staring. " You aren't wearing any makeup." Lucius said, and Harry shrugged. "Not yet. I needed coffee far more than makeup at the present moment." He remarked, downing the coffee in two gulps.
"Now, finish up, I want to get started on Lucius's makeup before yours, Draco. I saw this on a muggle show on FUSE... something called Steven's Untitled Rock Show, or something." Harry said, and he swept from the room, Draco calling after him "But you need to eat something!"
Harry chuckled as he went to his room, grabbing the necessary jars and tubes for the makeup he was about to try on Lucius, as well as a roll of masking tape.
He went downstairs and sat at the table, waiting for Lucius to finish eating. As soon as his plate was clear, Harry went over, opening the biggest jar and putting a cosmetic sponge into it. He covered Lucius's face with the stuff, and he then carefully placed tape across his nose and cheekbones, and across his lower forehead, and opening another jar and dipping a sponge paintbrush into it, painting the space between the pieces of tape.
Smiling, he waited until the makeup dried, before carefully removing the tape. He held a hand mirror to Lucius, who studied himself in it. "You learned how to do this off of a show?" He asked. Harry shrugged.
"Draco, your turn." He said, and Draco eagerly hopped into the chair. "Now, this is not nearly as dark or elaborate, but I think it suits you. Harry said, opening a container of eye shadow. He set about lining Draco's eyes with black, and adding black and subtle blue shadow.
Humming his approval, he handed Draco the mirror and grabbed his trusty black makeup. He liked the black makeup, as well as emerald, and he finished his makeup in a matter of minutes. He capped everything, and carried it back to his room, coming back out as Draco had his hand raised to knock.
"Harry, Narcissa's coming today!" Draco said, and Harry rose splendidly to the occasion. "Draco. Get into leather pants with a miniskirt over them, and a silk shirt. Now go!" Harry said, and Draco ran from the room, Lucius entering.
"You. Into a pair of destroyed jeans, no underwear, and that destroyed flannel shirt over it, and let me fix it. Also, your black cowboy boots would look good. Give these to Draco." He ordered, handing Lucius a pair of studded combat boots.
Lucius left, leaving Harry to get himself dressed. Humming, he pulled on a pair of low-riding metallic black leather pants, a black net shirt, and a pair of black stilettos. He brushed his hair and had just set it down when Lucius and Draco ran into the room.
"She's on her way!" Draco said, and Harry shoved them onto his bed. He brushed out their hair, before shoving them to the dining room. He quickly said a series of spells, and loud music started banging.
Harry conjured nachos and a soda called Vault. He handed Lucius a bottle, opting to share his bottle with Draco. On spur of the moment, Harry conjured lipstick and applied a bright red to Lucius and a deeper red for Draco, opting for a dark blood red for himself.
He laid the lipstick on the table and told them to dig in just before the door flew open. The men ignored the woman in the doorway, and she stalked forward.
Harry took a swig of his Vault, offering the bottle to Draco, who took a drink himself, before going back to eating with his fingers. "Lucius!" Narcissa shrieked. "What, Narcissa? Can't you see I'm sharing a lovely breakfast with my son and guest?" He asked rather coldly. Draco stood, pulling Harry with him by the hand.
"We'll leave you two to talk." He said, and moved toward the door. "Oh, no you don't!" She screamed, before screaming "What are you wearing?" "It's called clothes, bitch." Harry said coldly, and Narcissa spun to him. "Who are you?" She asked coldly.
"None of your business, mother fucker." Harry said, before moving to Lucius. "Don't mention my name." He hissed, before looking at Narcissa and laughing uproariously. Narcissa turned red with suppressed rage.
Lucius, catching on, started laughing hysterically, saying "I know, I know." Harry laughed harder, before moving behind Draco and kissing his neck, making Narcissa shake with rage.
"Mmm." Draco said, tilting his head, allowing Harry more room. "I think we'll take this elsewhere." Harry announced. Narcissa growled. "You are not leaving my sight!"
"Fine." Harry said, before unbuttoning Draco's shirt, throwing it to the ground. Narcissa spluttered. Harry kissed his way from Draco's mouth to his left nipple. He teased it, causing Draco to moan. Narcissa was turning colours. "Stop them!" She yelled at Lucius.
"They wanted to leave, but you wouldn't let them, so you have to deal." Lucius said, eating another nacho without looking at the boys. "It's nothing new anyway." He added, causing Narcissa to explode.
"NOTHING NEW? NOTHING NEW?" she shouted, and Lucius has to bite his cheek to keep from laughing. "THEY'VE DONE THIS BEFORE?" she ranted, and looked at the boys.
Both were shirtless, and Harry was unbuttoning Draco's pants. Narcissa screamed before grabbing Lucius's arm and running from the hall. Draco and Harry stopped making out and collapsed into giggles. "That was so funny." Draco gasped. Harry smiled and nodded. "She thought…she thought…" Harry gasped, not able to finish his sentence.
Draco, who understood perfectly, nodded, wheezing. They heard footsteps in the hall outside of the door, and Harry conjured a box of chocolates, and began feeding Draco. Narcissa entered, screamed, and ran out again. Draco laughed, and Harry ate a caramel chocolate. He smiled, and licked his lips. "Mmm." He sighed. "Draco?" He asked softly. "Hmm?" Draco answered.
"Do you think we were good enough to get rid of her?" he asked, and Draco smiled. "If not, we can always make out in front of her." He said, causing Harry to laugh. "Who can argue with that logic?" Lucius entered. "She's gone." He announced.
A/N: What's better than Harry and Draco making out? Anyway, what do you think Narcissa should do? Ideas are welcome! In fact, ideas for any story besides Everything Happens to Harry are appreciated!