Disclaimer : All characters belongs to J. K. Rowlings, minus Dr slump, whose name belongs to Akira Toriyama. All were kidnapped in the dawn, and are not used to make money. They will be returned when I'm done.
See, don't own so don't sue, unless you're interested in my teddy bears collection...
Besides this work will contain : mpreg and people out of character since I am definitely not JK Rowlings, and some strange sentences since I'm French. Still here?
So, on with the show...
Chapter 11– Pour one Lucius, add a reluctant dose of Sirius, shake well and served chilled
It had been three days since Sirius had agree to be Lucius' 'guarantee', and there were a question nagging in his mind.
He was sprawled on his stomach, in the huge library, not really concentrating on the book open on the floor in front of him. Moony's quiet 'woof' and the sound of a sharp intake of breath brought him back to reality. He rolled on his side and lazily looked up, from polished black shoes to black pants, a white shirt...and Lucius Malefoy's slightly pink face.
"You do know that there are some chairs and tables in there, don't you?"
Sirius blinked and frowned. "What do you want?" he asked, propping his chin on his right hand.
"You've got an owl." He handed Sirius a sealed envelopppe. Sirius jumped on his feet, a wide smile on his face, like a little child.
"I would appreciate it if you would read at a table." Lucius dryly added before abruptly turning on his heels and exiting the library.
Sirius sat cross legged on the floor, reading his letter loudly enough for only Moony and himself to hear, all the while petting Moony's back.
Neither of them noticed Lucius looking at them from the doorstep. He was gone before Sirius had finished his letter.
The next week, Sirius was still trying to read the same book while letting his mind wander.
Lucius was pleased to find him seated at a table but he frowned when he noticed that the book was upside down. And even more surprising, was the fact that he never noticed Lucius' hand putting an enveloppe on his page. He didn't even react to his name being called. Frowning, Lucius shook his shoulder, calling him louder.
Sirius finally blinked and looked at Lucius, so surprised he was to find him here that he fall from his chair.
"Don't surprise me like that!" he huffed from the floor.
Lucius smirked and grabbed his hand to bring him to his feet.
"What got you so distracted?" Lucius wanted to know.
"Hmmm, the book?" Sirius answered sheepishly.
"It's no wonder, if you're reading it upside-down."
Sirius blushed fiercely. "That would be a good reason." He mumbled softly.
"So, what's bothering you?"
Sirius sighed deeply before saying quietly "I understand this whole hostage/insurrance theory, but why me? And why are we treated more like guests? I though we would be locked into a room or acquainted with your dungeons. Not free to roam your whole mansion."
Lucius smirked. "Well, Narcissa was not the first Black I was supposed to marry, but your parents modified the contract after you were put in Gryffondor. A clause was added on my asking: should anything happen to Narcissa, even after the marriage, and to strenghten the links between the Malefoys and the Blacks, the original contract would be once again valid. This point particularly pleased your mother, she thought it a suitable punishment for you.
In fact, I should thank you to have given me the opportunity to reclaim you, as I heard that you sent Narcissa through the veil at the end of your godson's fifth year." Lucius exited the library after dropping a quick kiss on the corner of Sirius' mouth.
Sirius could only blink. Once. Twice. Thrice... before snapping out of it and rushing after Lucius... only to find him gone. He went back into the library, mulling over what happened.
Meanwhile, Lucius had reached his office just in time to answer a fire call from Voldemort.
"So, Lucius, how are things going?"
"Very well, my Lord. I began to give Black some hints about what will happen next. As soon as it will be brought to their attention that every hurt I would suffer would be repercuted on the boy's precious godfather as he will be my mate... The child he will carry will reinforce our hold on them. They will never dare to separate us."
"Good. I suppose you want to hold the ceremony soon?"
"The sooner I can. I think at the beginning of next month would be sufficient enough to organise everything."
"So, congratulations are in order, I think."
"Thank you, my Lord. And he is handsome enough to make this whole plan agreedable."
Voldemort smirked. "Always the hedonist, Lucius... But more importantly, it will deny Dumbledore's side of his input and strength... And undermining Potter junior. Fighting like that is nearly as fun as crucioing your adversaries. Perhaps I should try and arrange something like that for the werewolf. I think Mac Nair would be interested. Or I might keep him to myself, we'll see. Well, have fun, Lucius."
"Thank you, I will."
Lord Voldemort's head disapeared from the fire. Lucius stood up from his kneeling position and went to pour himself a drink. He then stayed silently looking at the flames, a smirk on his lips, unaware of the copper eyed cat lounging in the shadows.
Meanwhile, Sirius was pacing the library, too upset to stay in one place. He had snatched all the law books he could find, and they were all saying the same thing: both had to agree to disagree for the contract to be cancel.
And according to Lucius' behaviour, there was no way he would disagree... Maybe if he managed to convince Lucius' son to help him...He sighed. There was a very big probability that his parents had written the contract in such a way that his advice had not to be asked. But first, he had to obtain a copy of the contract...
His thoughts took another direction. He understand now what the whole 'hostage/insurrance' thing had been about... If only he could find a way out of it!
He was so engrossed in his musings that he nearly trampled over the copper eyed cat who had been following him for a little while. Said cat mewled his anger loudly. Before morphing into Blaise, who sat on the floor, rubbing the right side of his head, while glaring at Sirius who, in turn, grinned sheepishly.
"Sorry, mint-pumpkin, didn't see you here!"
Blaise sighed and jumped to his feet, circling around Sirius.
"So, how are you both?"
"Remus is currently romping through the park. He seemed in need to vent some energy this morning. I had more pressent matters to do..." It was Sirius' turn to sigh.
Blaise nodded. "Yeah. I made a stop into Malefoy's study before coming here..." he trailed.
Sirius smirked. "Never hurt to be prepared?"
Blaise nodded before grabbing Sirius' hands. "Malefoy. He's planning to..."
"Yeah, I know, he said my parents draw a contract with his..."
"No! He want to make you his mate, in order to be protected should either side win! And Voldie plans to do the same to Remus, and..."
A cold voice interupted them from the threshold. "Well, what a surprise! Shouldn't you be in school?"
Blaise shrugged, his face a study in calm. "I had a free period, I thought I might pay Sirius a visit. Afterall, Dad and Father appointed him and Remus as my Godfathers as well as Harry's."
Lucius smirked and strode towards them. "Well, back to school with you. Black has an appointement now."
Sirius blinked. Blaise hugged him and whispered "You only have two weeks. I'll try to win Draco's help. Try to stall it. Everybody is alright, even if Dad already has some strange cravings.. Courage!"
Sirius hugged him fiercely. "Thanks!"
A copper eyed cat sauntered away, his tail flicking happilly behind.
Lucius grabbed Sirius' elbow and dragged him to his office, where an old man was seated. He stood up when they arrived, his shirt sleeves rolled up to his elbows, revealing a tatoo of a snake entertwined with a cross: the muggle caduceus.
"So, this is the infamous Sirius Black?" His smile crinckled the corners of his eyes.
Sirius stopped in the threshold of the door and tried to back pedal, only to bump into Lucius who grabbed his shoulders. He leaned and murmured into Sirius' ear "Don't panic. It's just Doctor Slump. He had been my personnal physician since my birth. Afterall, we can't let you get sick just before the marriage..." He squeezed Sirius' shoulders before gently pushing him into the office.
"He's all yours, Doctor!" With those words he closed and locked the door.