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Chapter Thirty Three

Harry's POV

Harry's belly rumbled angrily.

"Oh, shut up," he mumbled to it.

He was lying on his side on the squashy sofa in the common room, his eyes focused on the crackling fire in front of him.

Although Harry was hungry, he didn't want to go to the feast; all he wanted was to be alone and let his mind rest and his thoughts float.

Besides, although Snape's healing potion had done wonders to his injuries he still felt slightly achy. His eyes drooped and, even though he'd slept most of the day, he found himself drifting off into oblivion.

* * *

"Should we wake him?"

"Yeah, we didn't sneak this food up for nothing."

Harry's ears pricked up at the sound of these voices. He opened his eyes and found Hermione and Ron standing over him, the former with a glass of pumpkin juice and Ron with armfuls of food.

He leaned up on his elbows and stared at his friends.

"What-?"

"Thought you might be hungry," Ron said dumping the food on a plate Hermione had just conjured up.

"Well... yeah, but-"

"Scoot over," Ron said, pushing Harry's legs off the sofa.

"Harry, what's wrong?" Hermione asked kneeling on the floor as Ron helped himself to a chicken breast. "Why weren't you at the feast?"

"What? Nothings wrong!" he said quickly.

"Are you scared?" she asked sympathetically.

"Scared? Why would I be scared?"

Ron and Hermione shared a knowing glance which Harry had seen much too often.

"Professor Snape told us the real reason for why you were in the hospital today," she said timidly.

"What?!" he screeched. He wouldn't have! Snape was looking out for Lucius!

"You weren't poisoned," Hermione stated.

No point denying it, Harry thought to himself.

"Well, no, I wasn't –"

"I don't see why you didn't tell us!" Ron said. "We're your best friends!"

Why the hell would I tell anyone what happened? Harry felt like saying. Plus, Lucius would never forgive him...

"Harry, whatever made you think you couldn't tell us?" Hermione asked.

Harry looked between the two looking desperate.

"Would you tell anyone?" he bit back weakly.

Hermione leaned forwards, ignoring his question.

"We've been through so much together! What happened to you today could have been a lot worse."

"How could it?" he asked.

Ron snorted. "Well let's think... Oh yeah, You Know Who could have successfully possessed you?"

Harry let out his held breath quietly. So they were talking about Voldemort, not Lucius and Harry's relationship...

Then Harry remembered what Snape had said to him:

"You can tell Mr Weasley it was your scar and the Dark Lord was trying to get into your mind or body as I'm guessing the rest of the class don't know about your connection with the Dark Lord."

"Your connection to You Know Who is something you need us for," Hermione said kindly.

Feeling a lot more relieved, Harry went along with the conversation.

"I'm sorry. I just don't like to make people worry," he said; it was partly true.

"Then eat something," Hermione said shoving the plate with tantalizing foods under Harry's nose. "Ginny was worrying about you so much she hardly ate a thing."

Harry picked up a large-looking chicken breast and gobbled it down in two mouthfuls.

"Harry, it's vital you don't isolate yourself when something like this happens again," Hermione said seriously, getting up.

After he had swallowed his chicken and after licking his fingers clean, he said, "You're right, I'm sorry for making you guys worry." He felt genuinely bad; his friends deserved the truth and he hadn't even given them an excuse as to why he was in the hospital wing – that was Snape.

"I'm going to bed, now, anyway," Hermione said. "Goodnight."

"Night," Ron said lazily. He was slumped back on the sofa chewing on something.

Harry smiled at Hermione's disapproving face as she left for the girl's dormitory.

Harry and Ron stayed up for another hour or so, scoffing down food and exchanging conversation.

Surprisingly enough, the talk with his friends had put Harry in a better mood, so when he climbed the stairs to his dormitory with Ron he had a vacant smile on his face.

Lucius' POV

Before Lucius had even reached his quarters he knew he would have trouble sleeping. How was he supposed to sleep when he didn't have a clear mind?

One thing he did know, though, and that was that he would have to be twice as careful when he next had Harry. How he hoped that Harry wasn't put off... What if the boy didn't want him any more? I can't let that happen, Lucius thought to himself.

However, seeing as it was only the second day back he decided that he would wait until Harry approached him next – it was only fair. Then, if the boy didn't come to see him in less than four days, he would have to fake a detention again... though this time not with a punishment...

* * *

After two days of not hearing from Harry, Lucius was getting desperate; Harry was only in his classes three times a week: Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday, but because the school term had started on a Wednesday, Lucius didn't have another chance to speak to the boy.

However, on the evening of the first weekend back, Lucius received quite an interesting little note from an elegant white owl:

Professor,

I've missed you...

Can I meet you somewhere? Anywhere?

Your choice completely.

Love, your lion

Lucius read it through at least another five times, each time his eyes lingering on the last three words.

"My lion," he whispered as his fingers danced over the messy handwriting.

Grabbing a piece of parchment he hurriedly scribbled his reply.

My lion,

I request a meeting in –

Lucius paused to think about where he would like to see Harry which would be private enough for them.

– the clearing in the forbidden forest.

You said anywhere.

Love, your Professor

Lucius sent his request back with the snowy owl and made his way out of his office to the forbidden forest. As he walked across the grounds he received strange looks. It was no wonder; a Malfoy is never seen outside alone, but this time there was an exception.

Finally he reached the woods and he wound his way in between the branches, silently cursing himself for choosing this place.

He reached the clearing and, hiding behind a rather thick trunk, Lucius waited and watched the entrance to the forest.

After about ten minutes of waiting, there was a crack of twigs and a rustle of leaves, yet nobody seemed to be out there.

Then, a raven-haired boy whipped off his invisibility cloak and dumped it on the floor.

Harry looked around.

"Lucius?" he half called.

Lucius smirked to himself; this could be fun.

Casting a spell to disguise the position of his voice he said, "Did you never learn that it's dangerous for little boys to wonder into the woods alone?"

Lucius watched Harry relax slightly but noticed he was still slightly tense.

"I knew I wasn't on my own because you're here," the boy said in a duh-tone.

He cast a silencing and disillusionment spell on himself and crept up behind Harry. He suddenly felt a strong feeling of déjà vu come over him; he had once snuck up on Harry when the boy hated him and when Lucius wanted Harry for other, less humane reasons.

Shaking his head Lucius grabbed Harry's arms and pulled them behind the boy's back causing Harry to jump rather violently.

"So you missed me?" Lucius whispered in Harry's ear.

"A bit," came the small reply.

Lucius nipped Harry's neck.

"I missed you, too."

Harry turned his head round to meet Lucius' lips and Lucius pulled the boy to face him.

"I can only apologise again for what I did to you, Harry," Lucius murmured as Harry wrapped his arms round Lucius' waist.

"Well, I didn't object or protest so it's not all your fault," Harry said.

"Tell me," Lucius said thoughtfully, lifting Harry's head up to meet his, "why were you not at the feast a couple of days ago?"

For a moment Harry looked confused as though trying to remember. He then said, "Oh yeah, I just... I wanted some alone time to gather my thoughts."

"Would you care to share them?"

"Not really," the boy said with a grin.

Lucius sighed and pushed Harry's hair off his forehead. "You little enigma."

Suddenly Lucius found his lips were connected to Harry's; the boy had dragged him in for a very deep, lustful kiss.

Getting so emerged in the kiss and with his arms wrapped tightly around Harry's waist, Lucius gently lowered Harry to the leafy floor where they continued their kissing.

Small, cold fingers startled Lucius as he felt Harry's hands creeping under his shirt.

"Take it off," Harry said, a slight whine to his voice as he tugged at Lucius' clothes.

Lucius chuckled and pinned each of Harry's hands to either side of the boys head.

"And why would I do that? It would appear that you're beneath me, therefore you should be the one to remove your shirt..."

Lucius felt Harry trying to get his hands out of Lucius' strong grip.

"But you owe me," the boy said sneakily. "You made my second day back very inconvenient and embarrassing."

Sitting back on his legs and letting go of Harry's hands, Lucius studied Harry. Of course, the boy was pouting and had opened his eyes to reveal those mesmerizing, enchanting green orbs.

"Very well," Lucius said. "Though I'm not going to undress myself."

"I thought as much," Harry said, and he sat up. "Lie down; it'll make it easier for me."

"What?" Lucius almost shouted. "I do hope you remember your place, Potter."

"Yeah, I'm the student, you're the teacher. Come on; I've missed you too much."

Narrowing his eyes, Lucius rolled off of Harry and lay down on his back.

"You should be thanking me for letting you relax," Harry said grinning.

Lucius felt the light-weight boy crawl on top of his legs. Then, nimble fingers were unfastening each button on Lucius' satin shirt. Finally, Lucius felt the last button come undone and Harry was pushing the shirt off Lucius' shoulders.

"Happy?" Lucius murmured, shivering slightly due to the cold, autumn air.

Harry said nothing but danced his fingers over Lucius' well-defined abs making Lucius' skin crawl.

"...unfair," the boy muttered.

"What?" Lucius asked confused.

"Just... you..." Even in the evening darkness, Lucius could see Harry's pale cheeks turn a light pink colour. "I could never dream to have your...masculinity."

Lucius felt taken aback by this. However, he soon regained himself and smirked.

"I like your little, elfin body, though," Lucius said, his hands picking at Harry's collar. "Which, by the way, I would like to see."

And, with no trouble, Lucius rolled over so that he was on top of Harry.

"Hey!" Harry growled.

"It's only fair," he said with a leer.

"It's embarrassing!"

"You've been fine with it before..."

"That's because most of the time you're still dressed!"

Lucius sighed exasperatedly.

"Fine, I'll just put my shirt back on and we can go back to the castle," Lucius said making to get up.

"No!" Harry cried grabbing Lucius' arm.

Lucius looked down at Harry. He looked desperate.

"I missed you, Lucius," he croaked.

"And I you," Lucius whispered. Without asking Lucius began unbuttoning Harry's school shirt. This time Harry didn't object; he just lay there very docilely while Lucius revealed Harry's beautiful, subtle torso.

"Good," Lucius cooed.

"Okay, now let me up agai–" Harry let out a high pitched gasp and writhed under Lucius' tongue which was attacking his nipples.

"Don't ever dream for another body," Lucius hissed coming up from Harry's body. "Yours is perfect."

He stroked his hand over Harry's wonderfully smooth skin and when they reached Harry's trousers, he cupped Harry's erection.

Harry groaned and Lucius saw his eyelashes flutter.

Smiling mysteriously he realised that he could never tire of seeing Harry's reactions to his touches.

Yeah... I know Harry has MAJOR mood swings... but I just find it easy to write him like that... I mean come on, a guy who has no family, has a creepy old voldy after him and is in a relationship with a professor can't be easy, right?

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