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Chapter Twenty Seven

Harry's POV

Harry managed to stay standing when he reached the Burrow's old, brick fireplace.

Ron was the only one in the kitchen; he was sitting at the table but when he saw Harry he got up immediately.

"Hey!" he said grinning.

"Hi," Harry said, forcing himself to smile.

"So why are you staying here for the next three days?" Ron asked, gesturing for Harry to follow him and to sit down on one of the dining chairs.

"Oh, Lucius said I could take a break until school starts," Harry lied.

"Wow... so have you, like, not had a holiday, then? Has it just been like school?"

"Mmm... not as bad as school; no Potions class," he said smirking.

"This is pretty good, you'll be able to teach the DA loads more now!" Ron exclaimed.

The thought hadn't even crossed Harry's mind.

"Yeah, that would be useful," he said vaguely, wondering how he'd fit in enough time to see Lucius while at Hogwarts.

"Come on, I'll tell the others you're here," Ron said getting up.

"Right," Harry said as he, too, stood up.

* * *

Harry thought being with his best friend and his family would make time fly by, but every minute seemed like an hour, and every hour felt like a day.

The only time when Harry lost track of time was when he was playing Quidditch with Ron, Ginny, Fred and George. Therefore, whenever he was asked what he wanted to do, the answer was always the same. "Fancy a game of Quidditch?" or "Shall we train for the first Quidditch match?"

He guessed that, by the second day of his stay, the others had played so much Quidditch the novelty had worn off.

"We're going to Diagon Alley to get our stuff," Ron said as Harry saw the Weasleys gathered next to the fireplace. "Have you got yours yet?"

"No," he replied. "I'll come too."

"Cool, you can go first then and we'll meet you."

"Try not to end up in Borgin and Burkes again, Harry!" Ginny said with a giggle.

Harry laughed and cringed at the memory of when he had gone "one grate too far" as Mrs Weasley had put it. He definitely didn't want to end up there again in case he bumped into Draco...who had been with Lucius...

Focus, Harry, he told himself, and he forced himself to block out all other thoughts that might take him back to Lucius.

"Diagon Alley," he said clearly, his mind blonde-free.

* * *

Once all the Wealseys had come through the grate to Diagon Alley they split off into groups: Harry and Ron; Ginny, Fred and George; and Mr and Mrs Weasley.

"I'll meet all of you back here in about two hours!" Molly shouted as they began to wander off from Gringotts where they'd gotten their money out.

"Where first?" Harry asked.

"Well, we need our sixth year books so Flourish and Blotts?"

"Right."

Ten minutes later, they had two bags each filled with new school books – some of Ron's were second hand.

"Oh, I need a new pair of robes," Ron said suddenly. "Can we go to Madame Malkins?"

Harry sat down while Ron waited in line to be fitted for his new school robes; Harry's own robes still fitted him as he hadn't grown that much in the past year so he didn't need knew ones. However, after a few minutes of waiting Harry became restless so he started to browse through the hangers, winding in and out of the students looking for new robes. As he walked past the changing room, however, he felt a hand clasp over his mouth and was yanked inside. Turning around, he couldn't believe his eyes.

"Lucius?!" he gasped incredulously.

"Shh," the man cooed drawing the curtain shut.

"What are you doing here?" whispered Harry.

"I took your advice on trying to get along with Draco more so I took him out shopping. He's in the line paying for his new clothes."

"So why are you in here?" Harry asked looking around the small, cramped changing room.

"In all honesty, when I saw you come in with the Weasley boy I followed you. I suppose you could say I was spying on you, waiting for the right chance to get you on your own," Lucius said, and Harry noticed how wide Lucius' eyes were as they raked down his body, almost as though he'd forgotten what Harry had looked like.

"It feels like it's been forever," Lucius murmured, and he delved into Harry's mouth who responded immediately.

Suddenly Lucius was pulling down Harry's trousers.

"Wait, not in here," Harry said, pulling away from the demanding mouth.

"Why not?" the man asked in between pressing kisses on Harry's neck.

"It's too public, and..." Harry let out a low moan as Lucius' hand found Harry's cock.

"I've put a silencing spell over us," Lucius said in Harry's ear.

"But what if Draco or Ron comes looking for us?"

"Have you seen how crowded it is today?" Lucius asked, his hand now under Harry's shirt, his fingers teasing Harry's nipples. "They won't be finished for another half an hour or so."

Harry said nothing. He wanted with all his heart for Lucius to take him right now; the thrill of doing it in a public place was actually turning him on.

Obviously deciding that Harry wouldn't mind, the man turned Harry around and pulled his jeans and underwear all the way down. Then Harry felt that horrible, squelchy feeling of the lubricant covering his entrance and knew Lucius wasn't going to wait for his answer.

Bracing himself, he put his hands on the wall in front of him. He then realised that it was not a wall but a mirror. He could see Lucius' reflection behind him and saw the man was coating his own member with lubricant again. Then he felt the two fingers stretching his arse; Harry loved how Lucius always made sure he was fully prepared – obviously apart from that one time on the kitchen table...

A third and fourth finger was added, making Harry gasp for breath.

"Watch your face," Lucius murmured; for Harry was looking down at his feet, his eyes squinted shut at the odd, uncomfortable feeling of four fingers penetrating him. "See what I see whenever I take you."

Harry then felt the man's other hand under his chin making him look up. Upon seeing his own, flushed face he said, "I prefer looking at you."

"Not today," Lucius said with a chortle.

The fingers were removed and Harry was instantly filled with Lucius rock-hard cock.

He cried out and shut his eyes at the pain that gave him pleasure. Immediately, Harry felt connected to the man inside him and was filled with the emotions Lucius gave him.

"Open your eyes, look at us," Harry heard Lucius hiss.

Slowly he opened his eyes and looked at his reflection. However, once he looked he found he couldn't look away. He saw Lucius behind him, the man's body was moving so fast Harry felt like Lucius should be slamming into him, but it felt strangely gentle. Lucius still had his shirt on; only his trousers and underwear were pulled down, though not all the way to the floor.

Looking at his own face, Harry gasped. Lucius still had a hold on his jaw, his green eyes were streaming, he looked dazed, there was a red flush on his cheekbones and his naked chest was heaving.

"You look beautiful," Lucius managed to say. Suddenly his hand disappeared from Harry's chin and made its way down to Harry's hard shaft. The hand stroked, teased and caressed it and Harry felt himself bucking into Lucius hand.

"I'm...I'm g-going to..." Harry tried to say, but he couldn't form the words.

He gave a small yelp as he exploded into Lucius' hand; he then felt the man release his own seed into Harry and they both fell limp. Harry would have slid to the floor had Lucius not had such a firm grip round his waist.

"Father?" said a drawling voice, drawing them both out of their bliss.

Harry's eyes snapped wide open and he pushed Lucius away, who cast a quick cleaning charm.

"Get dressed!" Harry whispered frantically, ignoring the fact that all Lucius had to do was pull his trousers up.

"Hadn't you better too?" the man asked, buckling his belt.

"Yes, but we can't leave this room together!" he said grabbing his t-shirt and shoving it on over his head.

As he got dressed he noticed Lucius was still watching him.

"Go!" he growled.

Lucius kissed his lips before nodding and disappearing out the room.

"What were you doing in there?" Harry heard Draco ask.

"I was trying on a new suit, but the material was not nearly good enough." Harry smirked and pulled his underwear and trousers on.

He peered out the curtain and saw Draco and Lucius leaving the shop. Harry had a mad urge to run after the man and go back home with him but he had made his mind up. He was staying with the Weasleys.

"Harry?" came Ron's voice.

Harry slid out from behind the curtain and sidled over to a row of clothes. He pretended he was particularly interested in a black travelling cloak.

"There you are!" Ron said, grasping Harry's shoulder.

"Oh, sorry, I got a bit bored," he said grinning. "You get your clothes?"

"Yeah, I've got everything now, you need anything?"

"Nah, let's just get an ice cream or something," Harry suggested.

Together they exited the shop. Harry looked back at the changing room and realised he wouldn't be able to step in another one without thinking of Lucius.

Lucius' POV

"Thank you for agreeing to this trip, Draco," Lucius said to his son as they made their way to Knockturn Alley.

"I needed to go to Borgin and Burkes anyway," Draco said shrugging.

Lucius didn't ask why; Draco wouldn't tell him anyway.

They reached the little shop and Draco peered through the window.

"It's there," he breathed, misting up the glass.

Again, Lucius didn't ask; he just followed his son into the murky shop.

Immediately, Draco walked over to an old looking cabinet.

"You want this?" Lucius remarked.

"I need this," his son said, stroking the handle almost lovingly.

Lucius studied Draco as he circled the cabinet but said nothing. If Draco wanted it, he would get it for him. He waited patiently until his son made his purchase and together they left for the fireplace which would take them back home.

* * *

It was the morning when Lucius would leave for Hogwarts. He was sat in his dining room with Draco eating breakfast.

"So you're teaching Defence Against the Dark Arts?" Draco asked.

"Correct," Lucius said while reading the Daily Prophet.

"Where will you be sleeping at Hogwarts?"

"I do not know yet," Lucius stated. "I would imagine the quarters behind the Defence Against the Dark Arts classroom."

"Is that where Potter will be staying, too?"

The question shocked Lucius so much he spilt his tea.

"Of course not!" he said sharply. "He is staying where he normally stays, the Gryffindor common room."

"Good," Draco said shortly. "Can we leave now?"

Lucius didn't know what to do with Draco anymore.

* * *

As they reached Platform Nine and Three Quarters, Lucius caught site of a certain dark-haired boy with a family of redheads.

Hoping to catch Harry before the train left, Lucius turned to Draco.

"I will be riding in the teacher's carriage so feel free to look for your friends," he said. "I'll see you at school."

"Bye," Draco said who had started walking away as soon as Lucius said he could go.

He turned back to where he saw Harry and found him getting embraced by Molly Weasley. Arthur Weasley then shook his hand and moved on to say goodbye to his children.

Lucius saw Harry move back slightly so as to give them a more private goodbye. He realised he wasn't going to be able to do anything with Harry now, so he got out a piece of parchment and scribbled on it, Meet me in the second compartment toilets half an hour after the train leaves.

He then walked up to Harry in his most businesslike stride and tapped the boy on the shoulder.

"Mr Potter, I trust you practiced your spells while you were away?"

For a second Harry looked confused, then, grasping the idea, he said, "I didn't get much time, I'm sorry."

Lucius noticed the Weasleys were coming over so now was his first chance at announcing, publicly, that Harry would have to catch up while at school giving them an excuse to be together.

"Then I'm afraid you'll have to practice some more in your spare time at school," he said sternly.

"That's not fair!" the redheaded girl shouted and Lucius felt so much anger vented towards her. "He was on a break!"

"Nonetheless, he could have practiced for a few hours at least." He held out his hand which had the parchment hidden in it. Harry shook it and obviously felt the paper in it as his eyes widened slightly.

"I shall see you all at school," Lucius said nodding to them all.

He smirked as he made his way to the teacher's carriage.

* * *

He was sat in between Minerva McGonagall and Severus Snape.

"So tell me again, why do you want this job?" McGonagall asked.

"I feel I owe the students," Lucius answered fluently. He'd had the answer ready to this question since he applied to Dumbledore for it. "I feel that, if they are to stand a chance, they will need a decent education in defending themselves. Also, from last year's unsuccessful teacher in this area, I think your students are further behind than they ought to be."

"I see," the woman said with a sniff.

He decided he needed to move before anyone else could question him. He'd already had Sprout, Flitwick and Slughorn interrogate him. He stood up and said, "Excuse me; I'll be back in a moment."

He made his way through the carriages until he found compartment number two. There, he found the toilet and waited, hoping Harry wouldn't be long as he hadn't locked it.

After a minutes wait, the door opened and Harry snuck in. Immediately Lucius locked it and cast a silencing charm.

"Hello, again," he said, leering slightly.

"You really have a fetish about public places, don't you?" the boy asked cheekily.

"Only with you," he said, and again they set to work on each other's lips. Again, Lucius undressed Harry. Again, he thrust into Harry and experienced the wonders of being free.

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That's right, in your local clothes shop in the changing room, there is undoubtedly a blonde man and a black-haired boy having plenty of fun ;)

THEY'RE GOING TO HOGWARTS! FINALLY!!

xD sorry, I've been waiting for ages to get to this point =P

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