Lucius Malfoy's Ticklish Revenge and New Son
Summary: After being tricked to free Dobby Lucius decides to take extreme measures, which lands him with a new family member.
Disclaimer: Don't own
AN: A request
Lucius Malfoy's anger was palatable and could be felt through the air within the Headmaster's office. He saw Dumbledore shoving lemon drops into his mouth at an alarming rate, making the blonde man worried about what was in the old man's head.
He was wondering what does go on through the old man's head and if he needed to lay off the sweets.
Shaking his head, he watched as the boy was led away by Dobby and before anyone could say anything, he whispered, 'rictusempra' on the boy. The tickling charm did its job as the Potter boy was howling in laughter, almost falling to his knees in laughter and Dobby didn't know what to do.
Straightening his robes, he walked with a sort of predatory swagger towards the downed boy. Grabbing him, he led him outside and knocked him out in a humane way.
He put the boy into a deep and restful sleep as the boy's eyes had bags under them.
His little revenge was going to be legendary.
Carrying the child over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes his wife seemed worried about what he was going to be doing.
"It's nothing Cissa," he said. "I'm teaching an ignorant little whelp a lesson about making a fool of me."
"How are you going to do that dear husband?" She drawled as she looked at her nails that she just painted.
"By tickling him." She snorted.
"Is that your big play?" She scoffed. "Then enjoy your session." She stood up and left, slamming the door to the drawing room closed.
He used his wand to levitate the boy to a chair where he tied him up in his underthings-boxers, undershirt and socks.
"I guess it's time to wake you up now," Lucius mused as he made a motion to wake him up. "I hope that you're ready for a bit of fun."
The moment that Harry woke up he felt himself get a bit of a chill and looked down to gulp. He went to move his arms but couldn't as he was tied up. Unbridled fear filtered through his eyes as he imagined what was going to happen.
Cutting curses, hexes and ways to make him wet himself all fluttered through his head and as his eyes met that of Lucius Malfoy his worst fears were probably going to come true.
He was going to be tortured.
Indefinitely.
"Why have you stripped me?" Harry asked as he looked at himself again.
"I don't want you to ruin your school uniform," Lucius answered. "Having you walk around in clothes that you could ruin would be horrid."
"When did you care about my hygiene?" Harry felt a bit brave.
"Since you're going to be tortured for making me look foolish," the biting reply came back from the man. "Now shut up and get your just desserts."
He closed his eyes for the impact of what was about to happen.
The spell that Lucius used was the tickling charm, as he wanted to tickle and weaken the boy to the point that he understood the ramifications of tricking him as well as making him look like a fool.
The laughter that the boy was letting out was great to hear plus with knowing that the boy was weakening through this was making his thrill of punishing him spike.
"Why the frick are you doing this?" Harry laughed with tears staining his face. Lucius grinned at him as he made himself a martini.
"To teach you a lesson on making a fool of me," Lucius retorted. "This is your punishment."
"I bet you don't do this to your heir," Harry chuckled out when he didn't want to chuckle. "I doubt you do this."
"Oh I do this to him whenever he displeases me," he replied evenly. "Every single time he displeases me I do this." Lucius might be a father but he wasn't a horrid one. He would never use hexes and curses on his own flesh and blood.
He knew that some other darker families do this-the Carrows were a special kind of breed of cruel.
The number of times he had healed their twin daughters' wounds made him infuriated but never to the point that he would show them.
The girls were too precious and scarred to be around them.
Harry wasn't sure how long he was going unconscious to conscious due to the tickling that he was enduring.
He wasn't sure how long he had been under the tickling charm. It could have been an hour or it could have been days.
Lucius would not have stopped but he did, as he wanted the boy hydrated though he noticed that the boy's body looked a bit malnourished as well as noticed some scars that were barely healed.
He had a feeling he knew what was going on but he wasn't going to mention it to the boy in case he didn't want to say anything.
Waking him up, he gave him a glass of water to drink.
"Why?" Lucius had to blink at the boy. "Why are you giving me some water to drink?"
"You need to stay hydrated," the man told him. "You need to keep hydrated as your body is made up of water." Harry gulped down the glass. Removing the newly empty glass of water from the boy's lips, Lucius looked thoughtful before renewing the charm while making another martini but for his wife.
Making his way towards his wife, he was grinning as he found her looking out the window in a black robe with a hat.
"My Lady," Lucius whispered as he gave her a martini. "For you." She looked at it and as she took it, she sipped it.
"Very good," she whispered. "How's your tickle torture session going on?"
"I have to get back to it but I wanted to give you something before you believe that I'm neglecting you." Kissing her cheek, he smiled and he went back to where Harry was.
Harry's little reprieve with the glass of water was good and all but as he was writhing because of this new fresh hell, he mentally wanted to go back to everyone calling him the 'Heir of Slytherin' or even to the Dursleys.
At least his torture with his family would be more tolerable. All he would do was his massive chore list plus whatever his family would want done-including the cooking.
Lucius was nervous as he saw the way the Potter boy looked-a little contemplative but resigned-made him wary about what was going on through his head.
Narcissa smirked as she saw the way her husband was tickling the boy as he was laughing as happily as he could. Muttering something she knocked out her husband and undid the boy's binds. Once she undid the spell on the boy he looked at her curiously from a rumpled lump on the ground.
"Why are you helping me?" He asked her and she smiled.
"I'm a mother first and foremost," she whispered. "Now why don't you get dressed and we can talk?" She grinned and handed him a set of clothes. She stood up and walked away as he managed to stand up.
Getting dressed, he walked towards her in the dining area where she was sitting.
"Would you like some tea and scones?" She asked and he nodded. "Any tea preferences?"
"Tea preferences?" He croaked out. He had only one kind of tea in his life. "I don't have any." He felt a little foolish about it.
She smiled and gave him a teacup filled with a tea that had a warm peppermint smell. The scones he had tasted of vanilla with a hint of mint.
He enjoyed it immensely.
"Peppermint tea is a very calming one," she told him. "You would like it." Taking a drink, he smiled as it warmed his soul. "Now would you like to tell me about your home life?" He paled as he saw her.
"It's…" he was trying to find a way to be tactical about it. "…okay."
"Are you sure about that?" She gave him a look over her teacup.
"If I told you I don't think you would believe me," he admitted. "No adult will."
As soon as Narcissa returned Harry back to school the boy thought he was safe until he was spelled asleep.
Draco grinned at the thought of taking the Gryffindor Golden Boy and basically tickle him in a room away from the Slytherin House.
Once Lucius woke up, he looked around for his little prisoner and he couldn't find him. He searched the entire house and when he found his wife in the parlor with a mug filled with something he asked, "did you take my little prisoner?"
"We chatted," she said evenly. "We talked and I sent him back to school because it's almost time for them to finish the year." She smiled. "You wouldn't want him to miss the rest of his classes now do you?"
Harry woke up and groaned as he saw Draco Malfoy standing in front of him.
"So you and your father have the tickle sadism bred through," Harry groaned out. "Just get it over with."
Draco did use the tickle charm and asked him, "so my father tickled you?" Harry nodded. "Why?"
"Punishment for making him look like a fool," Harry laughed out. "A big fool!"
"Then you should get used to this," Draco drawled. "It's more out of fun for me."
Lucius looked at the papers in his hand and smirked at his lawyer who was staring at the house in disdain.
"Are you sure you want to do this?" His lawyer asked and he nodded.
"Of course Andromeda," Andromeda Tonks did look worried about what was going to happen. "Well come along." She followed her brother in law to the front door and he used his cane to knock on the door. "I'm a bit of a germaphobe nowadays."
"You are?" That was a surprise. "I didn't think you will be." He shrugged his shoulders.
"After having Draco and looking all throughout the baby books and whatnot," he shivered, "I slowly became one."
The moment that the door opened Lucius had to hold in an insult as the man made him think of a walrus in a business suit.
"Who're you?" The man asked and his breath smelled of brandy. Lucius had to fight the snarl and the words 'your breath smells'.
"A business man who is here to offer you something," Lucius replied with a forced smile. "I would like to talk to you and your wife about the child who lives here-Harry Potter."
Lucius glowered at the fat walrus man hybrid who was looking around for the papers. It unnerved him that the man was ready to sign papers to basically get rid of his nephew.
Andromeda had the papers in her briefcase and some incentive-a game that she enjoyed playing Monopoly had some money that she disguised to look like real euros.
"May we go inside and sign these documents?" She asked them.
"Of course," his beady eyes looked a bit greedy. "Let's go in and sign these papers."
Lucius was livid as he had Harry's family literally sign the boy away for fake cash and a trip to New York but it was worth it in the end as he had the boy who was going to be his new son.
After all, everything was going well to the Malfoy Lord.
