Disclaimer: Since my name isn't J. K Rowling, it's obvious that I don't own the Harry Potter books either.

One reviewer, Sabaku no Sable, wondered why Blaise knew that Harry was given to the Malfoy's and Draco didn't. The answer is that Blaise heard from his father. Voldemort wouldn't want to keep it a secret that he had captured Harry, so he told all his Death Eaters. Sorry for not making that clear!

And I know that Voldie seems OOC, but he's funnier this way xD

Sorry for late update, but as I told you, I had an exam, so I haven't had time to write... Anyway, here's the new chapter!

Both Lucius and Harry were left speechless for a moment, before Lucius sighed.

"Draco, how many times have I told you not to come into my office without knocking first?" Harry was a little surprised how the man could think of such things when his son looked like he was ready to kill someone.

It seemed like Draco was thinking along the same lines, because he got even redder with anger and almost yelled "Don't change the subject! I asked you a question!"

Lucius closed his eyes for a moment and put his elbows on the table, putting his fingertips together. "I think the answer is quiet clear, Draco. The reason I didn't tell you is: 1. You were going to react just like you are now and 2. because I know that you and Mr. Potter aren't the best of friends."

"Yeah, but still! Would it have been much better for me to find out with accidentally bumping into him in a hallway?!" Draco still didn't show any signs of calming down. Harry was beginning to worry if the furious blonde was going to attack his father. His face certainly looked like he could do that any moment now.

"I guess not." Lucius said, still as clam as ever.

"Well, then why didn't you tell me?!" Harry started to grow a little bored. Draco just asked the same thing over and over again!

"Does it really matter if your father told you or not? I was given to him as a gift from Voldemort! What do you think he should have done? Turn the gift down?" Harry had finally lost his temper. He couldn't help but yell at Draco, he had, after all, done that since his first year at Hogwarts, it was beginning to become some sort of a habit.

Both Malfoy's looked a little shocked over Harry's sudden interference in their discussion, but that didn't last for very long.

"Shut up, Potter! Since you're a gift, you don't have a say in this matter!" Draco said venomously, glaring at him. Before Harry had any chance of replying, Lucius had stood and walked over to Draco and to both Draco's and Harry's utter surprise, the stoic man slapped his son.

Harry saw Draco's eyes widen in shock. He guessed the spoilt boy rarely got slapped and that his father slapped him in front of Harry was probably not something that he thought would happen.

"I will not hear you say such things to Mr. Potter, Draco. He is our guest, and it's our responsibility to make sure that he feels at home." Lucius said, leaving Draco, as well as Harry, totally dumbfounded.

Harry had thought that the elder Malfoy only saw him as something close to a servant, even though the man had told him that he considered Harry a guest, Harry still wasn't entirely sure if that was the case.

Draco just blinked a couple of times. Lucius hadn't hit him hard, but he was still a little shocked over the fact that his father had hit him.

"W-Why did you hit me?" Draco asked, his voice had lost the anger form before and was replaced with hurt.

"I hit you because you needed to understand, and you weren't willing to listen in your state of anger. That's why I hit you." Lucius explained, calm as ever.

Draco didn't seem to like the answer, but he didn't say anything, instead he turned to Harry and said "I'm sorry I yelled at you, hope you can forgive me for the rude things I said"

Harry was a little surprised that Draco apologized to him. "Of course, it's in the past now, okay?" he asked, giving Draco a little smile. Draco just nodded stiffly and disappeared out the door. Harry sighed, he had hoped he and Draco could be friends, but the years of fighting and hatred was probably something that ruined any chance of that now, maybe later, but not now.

When Draco had walked out, Lucius had gone back to his desk to sign the last papers for the day. Harry couldn't make himself concentrate on the work in front of him. There were too much on his mind at the moment. He suddenly remembered something from when he had been given to Lucius from Voldemort. Voldemort had whispered something in the other man's ear which made Lucius blush deeply. Harry wondered what that could've been. 'Well, I won't find out unless I ask him about it' Harry thought and looked up at Lucius.

"Mr. Malfoy? Can I ask you something?"

Lucius looked up from his paperwork and nodded.

Harry wasn't really sure how to ask him about it, but decided to just ask him directly.

"When I was given to you, Voldemort whispered something to you. I was wondering what that was?" Harry was surprised when he saw Lucius face getting a little bit more pink than it was supposed to and the man hastily looked down on his desk again.

"That is not anything of importance. The Lord was only telling me a joke"

"Only a joke? My my Lucius, don't tell me you're not going to tell Harry?" a voice suddenly sounded, coming from the fireplace, making both Harry and Lucius jump in surprise.

Behind Harry, leaning against the fireplace, stood Voldemort, the Dark Lord himself. Lucius hurried to his feet and bowed. Harry didn't really know what to do, so he just sat in his chair and looked back and forth between the two men.

"My deepest apologies, My Lord, but I have no intention on telling Mr. Potter what you told me" Lucius said, still bowing.

Voldemort sighed, and just shook his head. "Well, if you're not going to do it, then I might as well do it for you!" he said, smirking wickedly.

Lucius went first red, then pale and gave Voldemort a pleading look, silently begging him not to. Harry was curious about it, so he really wanted Voldemort to tell him, but he didn't want to sound like he didn't stand by Lucius' side, so Harry kept quiet.

"Oh, but I'm sure Harry here would love to hear it, won't you, Harry?" the Dark Lord said, turning his head in Harry's direction.

"Um, since I don't know what it is, then I can't be sure whether I want to know or not" Harry answered, not being entirely honest. He really did want to know.

"Hmm, I guess that's a logical reason" the other man said and nodded. "Anyway, I'll tell you, because I'm bored and it's going to be a little more fun watching you!" Voldemort said and grinned, making Lucius even paler.

'It must be something really important or something really embarrassing if Mr. Malfoy reacts like that' Harry thought. He had troubles hiding his curiosity for much longer.

"Well, what I said to Lucius, was" Voldemort walked over to Harry and whispered the last words in his ear "that he could use you, not as a slave, but as a lover" When Voldemort walked a few steps away from Harry he couldn't help but laugh a little at the shocked and crimson red face of the boy.

While Voldemort had whispered the words in Harry's ear, Lucius had grabbed a pile of papers and made it look like he was very busy, and could not talk to any of them, no matter what.

"Now, Lucius. You must admit that the boy probably would be better as a lover than as a secretary or whatever it is you're making him work as." the Dark Lord said, still with a grin on his face. "Well, I won't bother you anymore, I'm leaving it to you two to solve this" with that, Voldemort grabbed a handful of floo powder and, after saying his destination, disappeared.

After Voldemort left, there was an uncomfortable silence. Lucius tried his hardest to ignore Harry's presence and Harry was too embarrassed to talk wit the older man at the moment.

'I wonder why he was so against Voldemort telling me though, if he's not planning to use me as a lover, then why should he worry about it?' Harry thought to himself while sneaking a glance up at the man.

The two of them worked silently for some more minutes, when Lucius finally broke the silence.

"Mr. Potter, about what the Lord said earlier, it's just his sort of joke, nothing to take seriously." he said, but Harry could hear that that wasn't the truth. He wondered what it was that Lucius was hiding from him, and he was determined to find out.

That night, when he was lying in his bed, Harry made a plan, a plan to find out what exactly it was that Lucius thought of him, if he wanted him as a lover, or just a secretary and why the man blushed so much when Voldemort had brought it up.

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