The memory shifted and this time they didn't recognize their surroundings. They only recognized the form of James who was sobbing uncontrollable, sitting on a bed.
"James..." Lucius whispered and sat down next to the memory of his sobbing husband. He tried to hug him, but found it impossible to comfort the grieving man. Suddenly Lucius noticed the two bracelets that James was trying to remove. "Merlin no." Lucius whispered. He tried to grab James wrists to examine the bracelets further, but his attempt failed once again.
"What's wrong Papa?" Draco said and sat down on James other side. He noticed the bracelets too. "Papa, are those Are those... Restraining Bracelets?" Lucius nodded and Draco swore loudly. "Let's just hope Severus was the one that put those on and that he has removed them. Otherwise it's quite possible James will never be able to use magic again." The Bracelets were mostly used for prisoners or wizards that weren't allowed to use magic anymore. It put a magical restraint on someones magical core so that the wizard couldn't reach it anymore and by means he or she wouldn't be able to use his or her magic. The wizards or witches that wore them were practically Squibs. The bracelets also had to be removed by the person that placed the bracelets. Otherwise they would never come off again.
A door was opened behind them and Severus entered the room. He sat down next to James, at the place Draco was sitting. Draco hastily stood up.
I'm sorry James. Fuck I'm so sorry." Severus buried his head in his hands. "It's not your fault Severus. Really it isn't... He bloody threatened your mother." James said, whipping the tears of his face.
"No, it is my fault. I let him kill Lily, James. I let him kill your wife and take your son." "She isn't my wife." James whispered. "What? What do you mean she isn't your wife?" Severus asked, confused.
"Uhm... How shall I put this... I was never married to Lily, I was... I am married to Lu... another man." Severus looked even more confused now.
James sighed. "I am married to Lucius Malfoy for four years now. We hid our marriage so he could spy for the light with Voldemort. But since he needed an heir, and I needed one too, we had to get married. So we told Narcissa and Lily what was going on and they agreed to become our fake wifes." James voice faltered when he remembered Lily.
"We... we carried our sons ourselves. Lucius carried Corvus and..." Severus interrupted him. "Corvus? Who's Corvus? ""Oh, that's right, the bloody bastard named our son Harry. Ugh, what an ugly name." Severus nodded in agreement. "Anyway, Lucius carried the twins." Severus snorted at that. "What?" James asked.
"Nothing, its only that I would've never had imagined Lucius would carry a baby." James smiled at that. "Well, it wasn't that hard to convince him, he was looking forward to carrying a baby actually. Never saw him as happy as when he was carrying our little boys." Draco looked unbelieving at his father. Lucius carried him? Wow, he thought. Lucius smiled to his son, seeing his amazement. "I loved it, Draco. Every single moment of those nine months." Draco smiled at his father.
"We were in heaven when we found out Lucius was pregnant. We convinced Narcissa and Lily to place glamours on their stomach so it would look like they were pregnant, and we concealed Lucius' belly. His pregnancy went without much trouble and nine months later we held two little children in our arms." James smiled at those memories. Lucius smiled too.
"And then we found out Voldemort was after me and Lily, and we hid. And well, you know the rest of the story." Tears glistened in James eyes and Severus punched his fists against the wall next to him.
"Did the Headmaster know?" James nodded. "We trusted that old bastard." "So I changed the name of your son, I put you those bracelets on..." Severus raged. "I fucking hid the birth acts of Draco and Corvus and I hid your Marriage-act. Although I didn't know what those parchments were. So now Lucius wont be able to get custody of Corvus. And I let the Headmaster kill Lily and tell the world, James and Lily Potter are dead."
"Again Severus, it isn't your fault. Don't you dare to blame it on yourself. It's bloody Dumbledore's fault. Not yours, never yours." James looked like he wanted to comfort the other dark haired man but he didn't. He wasn't that comfortable with the man next to him, although he told him his biggest secret only moments ago.
"Corvus isnt with Lucius now, is he?" James asked, scared of the answer. Severus shook his head.
"If Corvus isn't with Lucius... Then where is he?" Severus didn't say anything. "Where is he, Severus?" James asked becoming worried.
"He's... He's with Lily's family. You know, that horrible sister of hers and that annoying husband." James swore loudly. "Dumbledore claimed Corvus had to be there for Blood Protection. Damn it, they're not even related! I guess that's the reason Corvus name had to be changed. Because which Muggle or Muggleborn would name his or her son like that? I'm so sorry James. But your son is now named: Harry James Potter, Boy-Who-Lived."
The memory shifted again. They were back in the same room as in the last memory, but it was years later. James seemed older and was sitting once again on his bed, reading a book. Suddenly he was startled by the sound of a door opening.
"Severus? Is it Tuesday already?" James asked the incoming form of the Potions Master. The man looked like he had been crying.
"No, not yet. James, I'll explain later, just pack everything you want to take from here in this backpack. I'm getting you out." James looked shocked for a few moments, before Severus made an annoyed sound and he got up to pack everything he wanted to take with him. He pulled the desk away from the wall and reached behind it, pulling out a stack of letters. Severus raised an eyebrow but said nothing.
When he got everything, Severus motioned him to follow and they left. Apparently the room where James had been hold captive in, was not far away from Severus quarters in the dungeons. They rushed through the halls and started running once they were outside.
Again the memory shifted. This time they both recognized their environments as Severus kitchen at Spinners End. The blonde's sat themselves on the unoccupied chairs.
James and Severus were sitting at a table, opposite of each other, with James arms on the table, while Severus was working on the Restraining Bracelets. After a few minutes of silence, Severus muttered something. "Finally. Merlin, had I known it would be this hard to get rid of them, I wouldn't have put them on to begin with."
James chuckled. "Dumbledore would have and then there wouldve been a bigger problem." He pointed out. Severus eyes darkened for a moment by the mentioning of the Headmaster.
"She's dead, you know. That's why I got you out today." Severus said, with unshed tears in his eyes. "Your mother? Did Dumbledore?" Severus shook his head. "No, heart failure. She has never been the same after that stroke when I told her what Dumbledore made me do." A single tear fell and Severus furiously whipped it away.
"I'm sorry, Severus. I really am. I would've wanted to stay there if it meant she would still live." James said, offering Severus all the comfort he could give. "I know, James. Thank you." Severus got up. "Let's go." James frowned. "Go?" Severus chuckled. "Well, I reckon you would like to get to your husband before Dumbledore finds out you're gone?" At this James started beaming and quickly got up and then his face fell and he sat down again. "What if Lucius doesn't want me anymore? What if he has someone else?" He said to Severus. "James, I assure you that Lucius is still very much in love with you and that he doesn't have someone else, neither wants to." Severus assured him.
Both father and son were thrown out of the pensieve. Lucius looked around before he settled his gaze on his long lost husband. "Jamie" he whispered to the black-haired man who looked nervous. "Come here, you silly Gryffindor, of course I still love you!" James started grinning and walked into the open arms of his husband.
Lucius studied the face of his lover. Silver eyes meeting blue ones before shifting their gaze and settling it on a pair of cherry-red lips. "Love you too" whispered said lips, before being covered by another pair of lips, those belonging to the blond one off the couple.
"Gross!" said their son, before walking away from them to give them the privacy to get to know each other once again. His godfather soon followed, as he wasn't keen either on seeing the two of them snogging the life out of each other.
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A few hours later, in the Master bedroom of Malfoy Manor, Lucius lay awake with his husband sleeping soundless on his naked chest. He still couldn't believe he had his husband back, after all these years. The only one missing from their precious family was Corvus. Lucius sighed and remembered the last time he had seen his youngest son.
It was late in the evening at Hogwarts, school of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Lucius was fighting a couple of Deatheaters with Draco when suddenly the Deatheaters fell to the ground, clutching their left arm before they died. Lucius lifted his own left arm and saw that his Dark Mark had disappeared. He guessed that Corvus, or Harry had been right by placing an ancient incantation on his arm and on Severus'. Lucius looked to his left and saw that his oldest son was sitting on his knees by a corpse, crying his eyes out. The corpse belonged to none other than Blaise Zabini, Draco's best friend for years and unfortunately a Deatheater. Lucius kneeled beside him and pulled the young man into his arms.
Looking over his son's shoulder he saw Draco's twin. Corvus just stood there, hyperventilating, blood all over his robes and his wand in his right hand. He had just killed Voldemort and it seemed like he was in shock. Suddenly Sirius Black and Hermione Granger grabbed each an arm and they apparated away from the battlefield. Lucius assumed that if Ronald Weasly had lived, he would've joined them, but the boy had sacrificed himself to save three younger students a while ago, so that was not possible any more. It was the last time anyone of the Wizarding World had seen the Boy-Who-Lived and his two companions.
Lucius had the best Detectives looking for the trio. But now, five years later he had still heard nothing from them. He assumed they had left the country. He feared he may never close his youngest in his arms again. Now the problem was how to tell his husband.
Lucius sighed, that was something he would deal with the next morning. For now, he just kissed his husbands forehead and drifted off into dreams off his little family when they were all still together.