Disclaimer : All characters belongs to J. K. Rowlings. 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 people out of character since I am definitely not JK Rowlings, and some strange sentences since I'm French. Not to forget it's an AU... Still here?
So, on with the show...
Oh, about the whole 'Malefoy' thing, I do not write it this way to make fun of them. It is old french for bad faith, which in time lost its middle 'e' as it was no more pronounced, like the word 'hostel' lost its 's' to become 'hôtel' gaining a chinese hat in the process. I just thought it would be fitting with Lucius being such a snob on keeping the blood lines pure, a way for him to flaunt that his own has stayed pure since the Normands'invasion of the saxon's and angle's lands, which led to the word 'anglo-saxons'.
Enough with linguistics!
Should Lucius be a bad guy, or a good one?
Chapter 15 – Of the domino effect applied to weddings
Back in their rooms, the Potter-Snape familly discussed the situation.
"I'd like to know who told the Aurors where Sirius would be. And moreover, how they could break the wards." James mused from his position attached to his Severus' waist.
Severus nodded and added "What I'd like to know is why Lucius told them who sent Pettigrew. I mean, either he confessed being in good term and near the Dark Lord to have Pettigrew given to him, or he implies that he did it for Sirius, to free him... And then, why?"
"Maybe we should leave, but I can't let Sirius alone right now."
"James, maybe you should leave with the kids?"
"No way! I don't want to be given the kidglove treatment! I'm perfectly able to defend myself. And you'll never get rid of me, so stop entertaining the notion."
"But..."
"I will only say it once. I will never let you alone in front of danger." He kissed him swiftly to forestall any argument.
Harry's voice interrupted what was beginning to look like a good long snogging session.
"What I'd like to know is when you two are going to marry."
"Well, I don't need a ceremony to be sure of Sev's feelings, thank you very much."
"Besides, it's difficult to marry a dead man."
Harry sighed. "You got me wrong. I don't ask you to marry because it is the right thing to do when you're in love, or to give the little one and Blaise a name, I ask you because it is the right thing to do for me."
"Explain." Severus ordered.
"Well, I'm the Hope for the Light, the Savior, etc, etc, right?"
Everybody nodded.
"Till now, the ministry and Dumbledore had a say in my life because I was an orphan. Now, how long do you think Fudge, and Dumbledore, because he will tell him, are going to let you 'dead'? They might even try to separate you!"
James grabbed Severus' hand, his other one fisting the material of Severus' shirt.
"Since you're alive and well, you've got parental rights. But they'll try to fight you to keep their hold on me. On the fact that you're not human, or living with a male ex-Death Eater, which would subject me to dark influences... Don't give them more ammunition they need, please?"
Blaise, who had remained silent during the whole discussion decided to put his oar in. "He will try to steal Harry away, you know. If he does that, he can gain the support of various groups of people, let's see" he ticked on his fingers "the homophobics, for obvious reasons, the traditionalists, who are against children before being married, or people who will perceive your relationship as James cheating on Lily, or the Racists, who are against human/non human relationships, and last be not least, the wizzard of the street who would disagree with the Savior being subjected to dark influences, or being reunited with a man who had let him suffer alone for all those years. They won't even try to listen to your reasons!"
Everybody pondered for a while before James grimaced "He could even have the whole wizzarding population behind him and manage to be re-elected!"
Blaise and Harry nodded before Blaise went on "While there's nothing we can do about you being males, or Father an ex-Death eater, we could lessen it by having you married, or maybe revealing if things got too rough, that Harry himself is not fully human..." he winced "I don't know, it would submit us to racists attacks, nothing new here, but it may allow us a leverage on the ministry..."
"Yeah, I could go on strike or something and threaten not to lift a finger about Voldemort if they don't pass laws to improve magical creatures' rights, like werewolves..."
Blaise nodded "We will have to study both aspects before making a choice, of course. But it is a possibility."
Harry stopped him "It doesn't mean you're forced to marry. I'm sure we could find a way, given enough time."
James and Severus looked each other in the eyes before studying their sons' anxious faces. They sighed.
"You're right, we'll speak to Lucius about borrowing his priest tomorrow." Severus told them.
Harry started crying "I'm sorry! You're forced to do it because of me!"
James enfolded him in his arms, his tail never leaving Severus' wrist. He tried to soothe him "No, you have to realise that if we didn't want to marry, nothing could force us. We really want to do it, not only because of you."
"True?" he asked, lifting his head from James' shoulder to look Severus into the eyes. Severus nodded and squeezed his shoulder with a small smile "Besides" he informed them "it is impossible to make James do something if he refuses to. You saw that when I tried to send him away earlier. And it surely made things interesting in school."
A few minutes later, Harry's crying had subsided, but he was still clutching at his father. "Sorry about that" he mumbled.
James shook his head so quickly, his glasses flew away. "No, it's normal, you're fighting to protect your familly when you've never had one." He smiled to Blaise who had join their embrace sometime earlier. "But now, it's too late to discuss politics. Now, everybody hop into bed!" They all scrambled to obey, Severus perhaps more than the boys as James' hand was straying from his back to his ass, promising him a night fill with fun activities.
The next morning, Sirius awoke feeling warm and safe, if not a little bit heavy and sweaty. He blinked open his eyes and slowly remembered where he was. He tried to get up but the weight on his chest stopped him. He looked down to find Lucius's head pillowed on his chest.
He tried to lift his arms to gently push Lucius back on his side of the bed, and felt Lucius' hands burrowing deeper under his shoulders to protest against their exposure to the cool air.
Sirius then took inventory of the rest of his body to find one of Lucius' legs between his own, the other stretched near his. He grumbled a little, trying to find a way to get a grip on Lucius to push him away, but to no avail. Lucius stayed dead to the world. He only stirred a little when a House Elf opened the curtains but otherwise stayed asleep, rubbing his cheek on Sirius' chest.
Sirius poked him in the shoulder. Lucius jerked awake, sitting astride Sirius' tights and restraining Sirius' arms above his head. Frightened, Sirius whimpered. Lucius relaxed him immediately but Sirius stayed where he was, his eyes wide and unseeing, his breath shallow and fast, locked in his memories.
Lucius sat back between Sirius' legs and draw him into his arms, rubbing his back. As soon as he felt Sirius relaxing, he tipped his chin up to look into his anxious eyes.
"I'm sorry, I didn't realise. Will you forgive me?"
Sirius blinked "You don't blame me?" he whispered.
Lucius laughed "Of course not! I am the one to blame. I shouldn't have frightened you like that."
Sirius blushed. Lucius moved his hand from his chin to his cheek, bringing their lips nearer and nearer, till their respirations mixed. He admired Sirius' blush for a while before proceding to kiss him deeply. He eased him back onto the matress before kissing a trail on his jawline and exploring his neck and chest. He then went back to his lips, taking his time to explore his mouth entirely.
He soon covered Sirius' body with his own and procedeed to sent them surfing on the waves of passion.
After a a little time spend entertwined, resting, Sirius commented "Wow!"
"Indeed" Lucius agreed, drawing random patterns on Sirius' hip with his fingers. "And I swear to you on my life that it will always be like that." He sealed his vow by kissing Sirius.
He was delighted by the mischievous spark that lighted Sirius' eyes "Well, I have only your word for that. Maybe I should put you to test..."
Lucius growled playfully before showing Sirius just how serious he was. When they finally went out of bed, it was near lunchtime.
As soon as they reached the dining room, a Sirius-napping took place. Lucius turned to find his husband hugged by three enthousiastic Nekojins, who were chatting in turn to Sirius. Moony was napping in front of the chimney, a few strands of grass apparent in his fur. Severus and Draco were engrossed in a passionate debate about the latest idiotic decree the ministry had issued.
Lucius was annoyed till Sirius laughed. He listened to the sound he was becoming addicted to. Not that he minded. He strode towards Sirius and put his arm around his waist. The smile Sirius sent him warmed him to the very core of his soul. "Well, gentlemen, it is lunch time. We shall all sit down at the table."
Severus and James waited till everybody was finished before dropping their bomb.
"Lucius?"
"What can I do for you, Severus?"
"James and I would like to borrow your priest."
Lucius blinked "Whatever for?"
"To marry us, of course. Why would we need a priest for, if not that?"
"Why do you suddenly want to marry?" Sirius said, surprised.
The four Potter-Snape looked at each other before staring purposefully at Severus, who sighed and explained their theory to Lucius.
At the end of Severus' speech, Lucius nodded. "I completely agree with you. Do you want to do it today?"
James hummed and nodded "The less time we lose, the less time we give them to prepare."
"We need some adoption papers, too." Quipped Harry.
Lucius arched an eyebrow, encouraging Harry to continue.
"If they find a way to deny dad his parental rights, I want somebody I can trust to be able to claim guardianship."
"You would trust Sev? You don't propose this only because he is, or will be, the only logical choice?"
"If I wanted to make the logical choice, I would have said Dumbledore or the Weasleys. But I want to survive till my majority with my sanity intact. Besides, he can't be so bad if you chose him. Though I sometimes doubt it when I see one of the results. I hope the next one will be better..." He smirked to an indignant Blaise. Before the situation could degenerate, Lucius cleared his throat.
"All right, I'll sent an owl for the adoption papers right now." He stood up and kissed Sirius lightly before exiting the room. Sirius blushed fiercely.
James rushed to embrace Harry. "Thank you, thank you" he babbled. "You have no idea how happy you've just made me!" he squeezed Harry.
"You know we won't need those papers if you squeezed him to death." Severus informed his fiancé. James blushed and ran to hide his face into Severus' chest.
Harry beathed deeply and turned to face a smirking Blaise. He gulped. And transformed, before clawing his way up the curtains, Blaise hot on his tail. Draco shook his head and muttered "Children" in his coffee cup. And promptly received two cats who used his head as a stepping stone. Draco sighed. Harry and Blaise retransformed and started a game of chase the tail.
"Wow, Malfoy, they're all yours?" a voice called from the door. Everybody turned to look at a raven haired man with almond shaped golden eyes. Lucius was behind him.
"No, only the blond one.And the dark haired one petting the wolf near the chimney. Everybody, this is Lyrek Chtovnaritzch, he is a wizzard priest amongst other things." He turned to Lyrek "Standing there, you've got the engaged couple, Severus Snape and James Potter."
"James Potter, uh? You are the head page of the Daily Prophet, you know."
James mewed softly and hided back into Severus' chest.
"Playing near the table are their sons, Blaise and Harry." Both wiggled their fingers at the priest.
"And the wolf" he showed Moony who was shamelessly enjoying Sirius rubbing his stomach, his left back paw twitching in rythm, "is Moony."
Lyrek's eyes flashed as he eyed the heap of a wolf sprawled on the hearthrug, tongue lolling out of his mouth. Remus turned his head slightly to look him in the eyes, his own flashing back and the corner of his mouth curling into a smirk.
"Yes, we are old acquaintances" Lyrek smirked "But why is he still in wolf form?"
"We'll explain later. How long do you need before marrying those two?"
Lyrek' face scrunched in thought. "Well, they don't have any contract, nor witnesses... Tomorrow?"
"Is that the quickest you can do?"
Lyrek nodded.
"Then so be it." Severus conceded after consulting James. They went to sit at the table to fill the necessary forms, as well as the adoption papers who had arrived.
Harry and Blaise were playing their second favorite game after 'chase the tail', which was 'bother whoever is nearest' with Draco as an unwilling player when a frenetic owl dashed into the room by the open window. She squeacked when she noticed Harry and managed to reach his vicinity before dropping from exhaustion into his lap. Harry carefully settled the owl into Sirius' waiting arms before untying the scrowl from its talon.
He frowned when he recognized Charlie Weasley's handwriting, an easy task as some of his letters resembled the sinuous bodies of the dragons he loved so much. Why would Charlie sent him a letter so urgent that the owl carrying it nearly fainted from exhaustion? He began to read, Blaise a welcome presence at his shoulder.
'Dear Harry,
I hope everything is well for you. If what the Daily Prophet printed is exact, I do indeed think it is.
Anyway, you must be wondering why I would write to you when I never did before, the reason is quite simple. I consider you a friend, and I wanted to be able to inform you of the new developments in my life before my 'dear' familly get a word in. This way, I like to think you will get an unbiased version of this whole mess, and I will get to keep your friendship.
I'm going to marry my lover, something which seems not to sit well with the rest of the familly. Well, it might be the fact that said lover is a he, and ex-slytherin to boot. Or that he got me pregnant...
Anyway, I'd like you to be present at my wedding, but don't bother to reply if it is to sever all relations with me, or telling me how wrong or disgusting I am... I'm rambling, but I just get a huge shock...Nevermind.
Charlie.'
Harry, completely stunned, blinked for a few minutes. He looked at Blaise, who nodded. "I'd like to know what is happening. Do you think we could convince them to come?"
"Well, we are in dire need of some holydays, and a little bit of bonding time with our familly. What better place to do that than in a dragon reserve in Romania? They will agree." He informed his half brother with a smirk Salazar Slytherin himself wouldn't have renied.
Blaise smirked back. Draco looked uneasily between the two. His unease squared when he saw them stalking towards him. A few confabulations after, the three teenagers split towards their intended targets, Draco's his father, Blaise's Severus while Harry settled himself near James to told him of the news that the whole group of them will soon take a trip to Romania.
Lyrek could barely hold his laughter as he saw them bending their fathers to their wills. Curiously, it was Draco who finished first, Harry soon behind, the fact that he let James read Charlie's letter quickening the oldest nekojin's acceptance. There was nothing Severus could do against his familly's united front. So, as soon as Sirius returned from the owlery where he had brought the sleeping owl, it was to be informed that the day after the marriage, they would take a trip to Romania.