hey everyone,

sorry for not being able to update, but I have good reason, and such like that. I felt that Lucius and Severus's relationship need to be explained a little more in detail than initially wanted, but you know how it goes. So I decided to have a kind of prequel to this one, the title is the only French one there so, you can go check it out if you want, it's not really required.

Another thing, please review. I'm dying here, I don't know what to do without the reviews. I admit, I'm addicted to the written word, and you'll should write something to me, just to give me that little boost of energy to write you something delicious. Oh, and another thing. Do you guys want so more lovey action between different groups of peeps? I'm at a loss.

-yours truly

-thedarkersister

Chapter 13

Draco sat silently in his parents bed, his grey eyes staring at his parents sleeping soundly on the chaise, wrapped around each other, a blanket spread out over the two adults. A small smile flitted on to his face, as he stood, taking a step toward the two, before he thought better of it, reaching out to grab his cloak, feeling the soft material glide over his thin fingers. Putting on the dark material, he sighed, quietly leaving the room, tucking his wand in his pocket, pulling his hood over his face. He walked easily out of Slytherin, out of the dungeons, and into the castle, his feet taking him, guided by his mind. Looking up from the floor, he looked at the staircase, taking in a final deep breath before climbing the many stairs. He climbed higer, and higher, feeling his mind begin to rebel against him, feeling the fear slowly building in his body.

When he looked up again, he stood before the Gryffindor entrance, feeling the tension pooling in his stomach, feeling the fear grip his heart and slowly constricting. He looked at the Fat Lady, his eyes seeing right through her."Get Harry Potter for me." he said, his eyes seemingly dead to the outside.

She complied, disappearing briefly, before returning, the door opening as she once again settled herself. Harry stood there, his emerald eyes filling with some unnamed emotion as Draco looked at him, the silvery grey eyes cool and stoic. "Malfoy..."

Draco just continued to look at him, tilting his head to one side, staring into the dark eyes of the taller boy. "I wanted to speak to you before the negotiations, to tell you that no matter what you want you won't get it, unless it's agreeable to the rest of us. The child will have a hyphenated surname, given names are negotiable. Inheritance is non-negotiable, the baby will receive from both sides of the family, and therefore, will have rights within both. Also, I don't care if you want to see the baby, or not, i don't care if you feel the need to marry me. The only thing I care about is making sure this baby isn't going to be shunned because of who the parents are, is that understood?"

Harry looked taken aback, taking a step away from the blonde, seeing the anger that was slowly building within those icy cold depths. "It's understood and I agree with your demands... Malfoy, why don't you come in." suggested Harry, opening the door for the blonde.

"Come in?" asked Draco, raising an eyebrow at the proposition.

"Yeah. Come in, sit down, y'know, chat, talk about this. Before the parental units take full claim of our best interests." said Harry, trying to force a smile on to his face.

Draco looked at him, a shiver running up his spine, his mind flashing back to the last time they had been alone together, feeling the hand of the other boy on his arm as if to lead him into the chamber."No!" said Draco, taking a step back, quickly placing a hand over his steadily beating heart.

Harry took a step back also, his eyes downcast as he felt shame flood his face with color."I'm sorry," said the darker haired teen, slowly opening the door, stepping behind it to give the blonde more than enough room to enter."I didn't mean to frighten you."

Draco looked up at him, his eyes wide with fright, as he panted to get his heart under control. Raising his hand to the wall he steadied himself, swallowing down the bile that seemed to raise in his throat.

"Is everything alright, cub?" asked Remus, as he came walking into the room, his eyes turning from Harry to the blonde standing in the doorway. His amber eyes widened slightly as he looked at the boy's deathly pallor, his wheezing breaths."Draco, come in, come in." The werewolf instructed, beginning to place his arms around the small boy.

"Don't!" said Draco, shrinking further on to the wall, his eyes becoming nearly completely silvery grey in fear.

Remus took a step back, confusion written across his scarred features, his ears twitching as he heard his mate come to the door."Moony? Harry? What's going on?" asked Sirius, stepping into the hallway, his eyes alighting on the blonde outside of the portal.

"He's having a panic attack." said Remus, trying once again to put lift the boy into his arms, only to be met with a terrified glance.

Sirius came forward, reaching his arms around the boy, lifting him into his arms, and walked into Gryffinddor Tower. "What do we do for that?" asked Sirius, settling the panicing teen on the couch in the common room. Reaching forward, he pulled the cloak from the boy, watching as it subtly shimmered with silver thread.

Remus stepped forward, settling himself next to the small boy, making him look at him. "Draco, you need to calm down...we won't hurt you..."

"Don't...talk...to me...like I can't...understand.." Draco panted out, his eyes closed, as he rubbed his chest.

Remus nodded, just sitting next to the child, gently rubbing his back, holding his pale hand in his own scarred one."I understand, but you need to calm down, alright?"

Draco nodded, taking in a deep breath, holding it for a second, before allowing it to slip out. He repeated it, feeling his body get into the rhythm of the motion, feeling his heart slow to a steady beat.

"There we are, alright now?" said Remus, turning to look at his mate briefly before turning his gaze back to the blonde before him." How about some tea, hmm? That sounds good, doesn't it?" said Remus.

Draco nodded his head, continuing his breathing, his eyes closing in fatigue."I apologize..."

"None of that now. You have every right to be frightened, it doesn't matter of what, it's fine." said Remus, his tone speaking volumes.

Sirius smiled, motioning discretely to Harry to follow him, allowing the two others to talk. Pulling the dark haired teen to his body, Sirius led him deeper into the tower, feeling his mate's feelings on the subject."Now, pup, lets go find something to keep up occupied until the Slytherins come to collect their boy, hmm?" said Sirius, leading the boy around the tower, just waiting for the boy to talk to him, to allow his emotions to override his fear.

He didn't have to wait long......

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Harry sighed, running his broom calloused fingers through his unruly hair, feeling his frustration build within his chest. Looking at his godfather, he sighed again.

"Whenever your ready, Harry." said Sirius, a small kind smile creasing his lips in a chesire cat grin.

"I..I just...don't know what to say to him, y'know? I don't know what to do any more..I can't do anything...I feel...I feel so helpless." said Harry, looking down at his hands, his emerald eyes welling with tears, as he felt the weight of it all settle on to his shoulders.

Sirius gently took the boy in his arms, feeling the tiredness in his body as he slumped against him, allowing himself to cry into his godfather's arms."Shhh, Harry, everything will turn out as it should, don't worry. Don't let this be the end of you, you're stronger than this. We will work this out, trust me, trust Remmy. We won't let you down, pup, I promise."

"I just feel as though, nothing good can come out of this, like this baby..that this baby is going to suffer because of what I've done." explained Harry, taking a shaky breath in, holding all the more tightly to the animagus.

"No, it won't because we won't let it. No matter what happens, we won't let someone hurt or demean that baby, just because it was a forced union, or because the Malfoy's are a dark family. No one will touch, look or talk about that baby in the wrong way, or they'll be in Azkaband faster than they can blink." the blue eyed man growled, getting a laugh out of his godson.

"Thank you, Padfoot. I don't think I could do this without you." said Harry, breathing in the man's familiar scent.

Sirius smiled, gently rocking the teen in his arms, as he hummed in delight."You'll never have to."