Title: Don't Speak
Author: DeityOfDeath
Archive: Yes please...
Pairings: Lucius/Harry
Category: Drama, romance, slash
rating: NC-17/R
Spoilers: Most likely.
Warnings: Yaoi, Lemon, Rape, Non-con, Mpreg SPOILERS!
Disclaimers: I never have nor will I ever own Harry Potter or its chars. They are property of JK Rowling and major companies.

Note from Author: Thank You for reading and supporting fan fiction! Enjoy and please review!

SPOILERS AHEAD! You have been warned!

Don't Speak

Chapter 3: Every day together always

"We need you here immediately! Harry was found!"

I jumped up and ran towards the fire place, "Is he okay? Is he alive?"

"He's as well as to be expected. Use the floo network. It'll take you to Poppy's office."

Her face disappeared and I reached above the fire place and took down a round copper tin and popped open the tin and reached in grabbing a handful of the floo powder. I dropped the tin on the floor and stepped into the fire place calling out, "Hogwarts, Wellness clinic office!"

Lucius' POV Continued

I landed on my feet and looked around the office. I saw that it was empty and heard hushed voices conversing in the large room outside of the office. I walked as fast as my legs would go and I would have run if my knees hadn't been jolted upon my landing in the fire place. Something's were becoming harder and harder to do. I am by no means young, neither am I old. I am at an old time in my life and I had fallen in love with a teen. What have I gotten myself into?

I saw Severus' familiar outline in what looked to be the only occupied area, which was curtained off from the rest of the room. I approached and pulled the curtain back and saw Poppy look up from the bed where she had been looking a moment before I had interrupted. Severus looked at me and turned to face me completely.

"He may be a bit worse for wear but he's alive. He has quite a condition so please be kind when you seem and try not to be judgmental. It's quite a shock."

Had something happened to his face? Had my Harry been maimed in some disfiguring way? Had he lost an eye or a limb like Moody or worse? I had to know. I would love him unconditionally either way so it wouldn't matter if he had. I would even love him if he turned furry once a month.

I pushed past Sev and saw Harry laying there looking pale and think. His arms were so small and you could see bruises, cuts, scars and scrapes that had not been there before his disappearance. His cheeks were hallowed and under his eyes were dark bags. His hair was greasy and the messiest I had ever seen it.

What had caught my attention was the fact that his stomach was swollen and large while the rest of him looked so small and fragile. He was pregnant. This was his "condition"? I could deal with this if he could. I would love the child like my own.

"Oh, Harry..." I collapsed into the chair at his bedside and laced my fingers through his and brought his dirty, bruised and callused hands to my lips and placed a kiss upon them.

"How far along is he?"

Poppy looked surprised before she laid a hand against Harry's blanket covered stomach, "He'll be nine months in a week. The child he carries doesn't belong to his captors."

I looked up at her with shock and surprise before I placed my hand beside Poppy's on Harry's stomach and felt movement beneath my palm. I felt my eyes grow hot and I fought to control my emotions.

"So, it's mine?"

Severus snorted and I looked over at him with my hand still in place.

"Of course it's yours! Do you really think Harry would sleep with someone else? I know for a fact that you were his first. I saw the looks he gave you and the ones you often gave him. Don't be such a fool. And to add salt to the wound...Why don't you do the math! Harry's at least 2 weeks over eight months. He was captured exactly eight months ago."

I smiled despite Severus' words and closed my eyes as I felt another kick to my hand, "How long do you think he'll be asleep?"

"He's severely sleep deprived and weakened. I'm hoping that the little one inside is patient enough to let him sleep through the night. Severus told me Harry had a contraction when he was carrying him here and my wand readings have revealed that the baby is already facing down and Harry's body is ready and has already developed so that he can deliver the baby."

"What is your estimate Poppy?"

"I give it 2 days at the latest and midnight the soonest. One of you might want to contact Molly and the gang. The poor woman has been worried about the boy even with Draco and Ginny's engagement."

"I'll go fire call her. I doubt we'll be able to remove him from Harry's side any time soon," Severus said as he walked towards the exit.

When Severus foot steps could no longer be heard and the closing of a door echoed around us I turned towards Poppy who seemed to know what I would ask if the worried and serious look she gave me was any indication.

"Tell me the truth Poppy. Will Harry and the baby survive delivery?"

Her eyes misted over and she wrung her hands worriedly, "He's weak and frail but he is strong and the child seems to be as well. The boys had been through a lot Lucius. I can't tell everything he's been through with just a few spells and a small examination but what I do see is months of near starvation, beatings, rapes and I found what looks to be scars from a whip and a few from sharp objects. They vary in degrees but what surprised me the most was the fact that there were no self inflected wounds."

"Why is that a surprise?"

He's been through hell and back Lucius. He's 17! No person his age let alone an adult would live through that and not think to end their own life. I have seen adults slit their wrists for rape or torture but to endure both and more and not one sign of an attempted suicide. The man you've fallen in love with is strong. He is the strongest among us. Maybe not physically and Merlin only knows if he is magically but that boys spirit and determination...," she let her unsaid words hang in the air.

"I know, Poppy. I watched as that boy befriended and healed Draco and Severus. I was healed by him and in turn loved and healed. I will do my best to make sure that he in turn is healed."

She smiled and wiped away errant tears, "Good. I need to gather things to prepare for the little ones arrival. Make sure that they don't wake him when they arrive. If he does wake up call Dobby and have him bring some soup and bread. Also make sure that he takes the potions on the table. There's a healing potion, a pepper up, a vitamin mix and a slight pain reducer."

I nodded and watched as she left. When she was gone silence seemed to surround me and it allowed smaller and usually un-noticed sounds to reach my ears. I could hear the soft inhales and exhales of Harry as he lay there and I couldn't help but just sit there and watch as Harry slept. I felt a sense of ease I hadn't felt in months. I knew it wouldn't last but I didn't care. He was here and in less than a day or two I would be a father again. I have missed all the important things that happen during pregnancy. I missed helping if he had morning sickness, watching as he grew larger, feeling the baby kick for the first time and being there to support him. I at least won't miss the delivery.

I wonder how Draco will feel when he finds out. I never thought I would be a father again. Narcissa and I were lucky enough to conceive Draco. We had tried plenty of times to have another child with no success and in less than a few months of being together; Harry and I had conceived one. Life worked in mysterious ways.

I was about to fall asleep when I heard the doors open and the sound of hushed whispers. I stood up and walked so that I stood outside of the curtained area where I could see a large group of red heads and one blonde one approaching. They startled when they saw me and stopped in front of me with questioning looks.

"He's asleep and he needs to sleep as long as possible, Poppy's orders," with that I stepped aside and allowed them to walk past me.

Molly, Ron, Ginny, Fred and George and Hermione Granger all gathered around Harry's bed and I saw the surprised, worried, anxious and questioning looks that crossed their faces when the saw Harry. Mrs. Weasley kept dabbing at her eyes with a handkerchief while Ron and Hermione worriedly stood by his side. I felt a hand on my shoulder and upon turning around I saw Arthur Weasley standing there watching his family.

"It's good to see you smile again. It's quite a surprise that Harry showed up out of no where. Have we found out where he's been all this time?"

I looked at Arthur and told him as much as I could without saying too much, "I haven't talked to him yet but we're suspecting that he was captured by Voldemort. It would explain the sudden activity within the past few days. It seems he was tortured while under their care and the whole time carrying my child. He must've found a way to escape. He ended up here somehow."

"Minerva was saying that he wandered out of the woods and startled a young couple and they offered to call the Ministry but Harry would have none of it. He kept asking to contact Molly and I or Hogwarts. I wonder if Harry would have contacted the Ministry if he had known I was now the Minister of Magic."

I patted Arthur on the shoulder and looked at Harry's still slumbering form, "He probably would have. He asked for you and Molly. He trusts you all quite a bit. You're like his Mother and Father."

I explained as much to them as I could before it got too late to do anymore explaining and then Minerva kindly giving them all places to sleep. I had pushed a bed close to Harry's and widened the screens so that I could sleep close to him. I did not want to be apart from him and as soon as he woke up I wanted to know. I slid off my shoes and robes and slid onto the bed wearing only my pants, socks and a dress shirt. I pulled the covers up and no sooner had I blown out the lone candle on a table beside my bed and lay my head down that I had fallen asleep.

To Be Continued...