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Author: FireAngel8723
Pairing: HP/LM, SB/RL
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: See this page.
Author's Notes: AU - Sirius is alive. Narcissa is dead. Use your imaginations about how it happened. ^_^ Standard warnings apply.

�This is not happening. I�m going to wake up any minute now in my bed at the Manor because this is an absolute nightmare.�

Draco Malfoy, graduate of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry and heir to the Malfoy family fortune, was currently standing in a secluded area of a leather shop in Muggle London. The look on his face was one of absolute horror and he looked to be fighting the urge to bang his head against a wall. The reasons for this horror were standing just a few yards away, chatting easily as they browsed unashamedly through leather whips.

One was Draco�s father and current Malfoy patriarch, Lucius. He was dressed casually in black pants and a midnight blue silk shirt open at the throat. His posture screamed power and wealth. His hair was loosely flowing past his shoulders and there was amusement in his silvery gray-blue eyes as he glanced at his son.

The other man browsing leather whips with Lucius Malfoy was undeniably attractive. He had messy black hair with electric green streaks running through it and piercing emerald eyes that sparkled with mischief. The dark haired man was dressed as well as, if not better than, Lucius, in black pants that hung low on his hips and a silk shirt that exactly matched his eyes. Now, you�re probably wondering why Draco would be so horrified by his father talking to the dark haired man, because obviously, the man was worthy of Lucius�s attention. Draco didn�t have a problem with his father talking to (and shamelessly flirting with) men; it was this particular man that Draco had a problem with. The dark haired man currently inspecting a hot pink whip with Lucius Malfoy and laughing boisterously was none other than Harry Potter, aka The Savior, aka The-Boy-Who-Lived, aka The Bane of Draco�s Existence.

I know what you�re thinking. You�re wondering how (and WHY!) on Earth Lucius Malfoy, former Death Eater, and Harry Potter, the savior of the Wizarding world, were in Muggle London (in a leather shop, no less) and laughing and talking as if they had been good friends for years. Let�s backtrack and find out just exactly how this strange phenomenon came about�

Harry Potter was Bored. It was his seventeenth birthday and Sirius and Remus had brought him to a bar � the first one he�d ever been in. It was a Wizarding gay bar just down the street from The Hog�s Head in Hogsmeade. At first, Harry had been excited and had gotten a big kick out of the name of the club � Claustrophobia.

Harry, Sirius, and Remus had only been at Claustrophobia for about an hour when Remus had asked Sirius to dance. He and Sirius went off to the dance floor, leaving Harry to nurse a butterbeer at a table in the V.I.P. section of the club. Harry had danced with a few men, but had given up because they all seemed to be focusing on his scar rather than on him.

His eyes scanned the crowd indifferently, snorting in amusement when his eyes passed over Sirius and Remus grinding into each other in the center of the dance floor.

�Well, if it isn�t Harry Potter,� a cool voice sounded behind Harry.

Harry turned to find Lucius Malfoy standing there, one hand casually resting on the back of his chair. �You know, Malfoy, just because we had to be nice to each other during the war doesn�t mean it has to continue now,� Harry said, idly running his index finger around the mouth of his butterbeer bottle. Lucius watched this action with casual interest.

During the summer after Harry�s fifth year, Harry had stayed in Grimmauld Place for much of the time and as a result had been in close quarters with The Order of the Phoenix. Harry nearly had a heart attack the first time he�d seen the icy ex-Slytherin inside Headquarters and Dumbledore had had to do a lot of explaining before Sirius and Harry had been convinced of Lucius�s loyalty to the Light Side.

Throughout the summer, the Headmaster had cheerfully bullied them all into being nice to one another, at least until the war was over. Surprisingly, the elder Malfoy had spent much of the summer at Grimmauld Place. What was even more shocking was the fact that he made a conscious effort to be civil to everyone, even when Dumbledore wasn�t around.

The Second War came to a screeching halt when, just before the winter holidays of Harry�s sixth year, Harry was kidnapped from Hogsmeade. It was really quite by accident that Harry had ended Voldemort�s reign of terror. He had been chained to a wall in the dungeons of someplace or another and Voldemort and Lucius were standing in front of him. Lucius had surreptitiously slipped his wand out and had managed to reverse the magic dampening charms on Harry�s bonds.

Now, Harry figured that probably wasn�t much help. Oh, he knew it would be easy getting out of the cuffs � Lucius was already working on silently expanding them � but Harry knew he wouldn�t have his wand.

When the cuffs were loose enough to slip out of, the Dark Idiot�err, Lord�thankfully had his back to Harry as he examined the contents of a boiling cauldron. Harry had no idea what he was going to do, but with the trademark Gryffindor bravery, had crept along closer to Tom Riddle. Just as he came within reach, Harry tripped on a raised stone and knocked Voldemort halfway into the simmering cauldron. Quick as a flash, Lucius had levitated a thrashing Voldemort all the way into the cauldron.

Before Harry could even react to Voldemort taking his final breath as the unknown potion burned him to ashes, Lucius had grabbed his arm and had activated an emergency port key that had deposited them in Professor Dumbledore�s office.

Now, sitting in Claustrophobia, Harry realized he hadn�t seen hide nor hair of the regal blond Wizard since that day. Lucius�s pale gray-blue eyes danced with amusement as he gracefully slid into the chair next to Harry�s.

�I know it�s not necessary to be nice anymore. Perhaps I like being nice to you,� Lucius purred.

Harry�s eyebrows shot up and he stared at the blond man in suspicion. �Really,� he stated skeptically.

Lucius smirked. �Yes, really. So tell me�what are you doing here all alone on your birthday?�

�I�m not alone�Sirius and Remus are down on the dance floor. And how did you know it�s my birthday?�

�Dumbledore�how else? It was rather rude of them to leave you up here alone.�

�Sirius was just cleared two months ago. They�re making up for lost time,� Harry told him.

Lucius raised an eyebrow. �Funny, I would have thought your godfather would want to make up for lost time with you,� he drawled.

�Sirius and I spent two weeks in France and Italy last month.� Harry took a sip of butterbeer and stared openly at Lucius.

�Stop staring. It�s rude,� Lucius told him. �It�s your seventeenth birthday�why in Merlin�s name are you drinking butterbeer?�

Harry shrugged. �I don�t know that I want to get myself piss drunk and not remember my birthday,� he replied, idly running his finger around the top of his bottle again.

�I suppose that does make sense,� Lucius conceded.

Harry snorted. �Of course it does,� he said in a mock-haughty voice. �So Mr. Malfoy�why are you here? Surely someone as attractive as you are can find a date.� He immediately blushed as he realized what he�d just said.

Lucius just gazed at him in mild amusement. �You find me attractive?� he asked.

Harry cleared his throat. �What person in his right mind wouldn�t find you attractive?� he asked, blushing crimson.

�Well, I�m glad you think so. As it happens, I don�t have a date. I�m rather enjoying being alone.� Lucius paused before moving to a different subject. �Have you received your new booklist yet?�

Harry looked at him strangely. �You would know, wouldn�t you? I mean, Draco�s in my year.�

Lucius rolled his eyes. �Draco is on holiday in America with his grandparents. I haven�t spoken to him in nearly two weeks.�

�Ah. No, I haven�t gotten my booklist yet,� Harry replied. �Why?�

�Just wondering,� Lucius remarked a little too casually. He fixed his gaze on Harry once again and seemed to be contemplating something. After a little while, Lucius stood and held a hand out to Harry. �Dance with me,� he murmured.

Harry just looked up at him, taken completely by surprise. With a low growl, Lucius plucked the nearly empty butterbeer bottle from Harry�s grasp, placed it on the table, and pulled Harry up from his seat. Without a word, Lucius led Harry to the dance floor. As a slow song started, Harry found himself being pulled into Lucius�s strong arms.

It wasn�t long before Harry let himself be caught up in the sensation of pressing against Lucius, who was slightly taller. With Lucius leading, the two danced smoothly and gracefully to the music flowing around them. As Harry was reveling in the feel of Lucius�s arms around him, Lucius was savoring the feel of having Harry pulled snugly against his chest. Harry laid his head on the blond�s shoulder and Lucius shivered as he felt the younger Wizard�s breath ghost over his neck.

The song ended and a faster one started, but Lucius didn�t loosen his arms to let Harry go. Harry was perfectly happy with this, as he was quite content where he was. The choice was taken away from them, however, when Harry was suddenly jerked backward away from Lucius. Harry whirled angrily and wasn�t surprised at all to see Sirius and Remus standing there. While Remus looked apologetically at Harry, Sirius was glaring daggers as Lucius.

�What the ruddy hell do you think you�re doing, Malfoy?� he growled.

A mask of cool indifference settled over Lucius�s face. �We were dancing. No crime in that, is there?� he asked, his voice matching his expression even though he would have liked nothing more than to give Sirius a black eye.

�Why were you dancing with Harry? What are you even doing here? You�re not gay,� Sirius snapped.

�As a matter of fact, I�m bisexual, although I enjoy men more,� Lucius informed him. �And I was dancing with Harry because I wanted to.�

�And you expect me to believe that?� Sirius asked skeptically.

�For Merlin�s sake, Sirius! You make it sound like no one could want to dance with me,� Harry exclaimed, stepping between his godfather and Lucius.

Sirius instantly looked contrite. �Now, that�s not what I meant and you know it, Harry. You�re gorgeous � guys would kill to have a chance with you. But this is Malfoy we�re talking about here! He�s got an ulterior motive for everything.�

�Is it so hard to believe that maybe I want to dance with Harry because I find him interesting and intelligent, not to mention incredibly sexy?� Lucius asked, the exasperation apparent in his voice.

Harry blushed crimson, Sirius looked taken aback, and Remus hid a smile behind his hand. �We�ll leave you two alone. Sorry for the interruption,� Remus said, amusement lacing his voice. He grabbed Sirius�s hand and pulled him toward the V.I.P. section, leaving Harry and Lucius staring after them in amusement.

�Well, I�m glad Lupin finally realizes I�m harmless,� Lucius grumbled as he and Harry began dancing again.

Harry threw his head back and laughed. �He may have realized you�re not evil or planning underhanded schemes, but I�m sure he doesn�t think you�re harmless,� he replied.

�In any case, I�m glad they left us alone,� Lucius said as he grabbed Harry�s hips to pull him closer.

The two danced for a long time, talking over the music. As it was nearing 3 AM, Remus came to find Harry.

�Harry, we want to get out of here. Are you ready?� he asked, glancing at Lucius as he spoke.

Harry heaved a sigh, but nodded. �Give me a minute. I�ll meet you outside.� He turned back to Lucius and grimaced. �I should have gotten my Apparation license. It�s a bloody pain having to Apparate with someone else.�

Lucius smirked. �You�d better get out of here before your mutt comes looking for you,� he drawled. �We�ll see each other again soon, I�m sure.�

�Well, bye then.� Harry turned and left Claustrophobia smiling to himself.

Over the next month, Harry and Lucius exchanged owls frequently. When Harry and Sirius traveled to Diagon Alley to get Harry�s books, they ran into Lucius and Draco in Quality Quidditch Supplies.

Harry had gotten great satisfaction in the offended, almost disgusted look on Draco�s face as Harry and Lucius had discussed the latest broomstick model. Lucius had noticed his son�s expression as well and sent Harry a small smirk before going back to browsing broomstick cases with Draco.

Harry received a major shock when he walked into the Great Hall of Hogwarts on September 1st and saw Lucius sitting at the Head Table, his cold stare washing over the throng of students. A quick scan of the other professors told Harry that Lucius was most likely the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.

As Harry sat down, he contemplated the fact that they�d had seven DADA teachers in seven years. Three had been working for Voldemort (that was including the one in 6th year), one had had a memory charm backfire on him, and one was only at Hogwarts to do everything possible to put the school into the Ministry of Magic�s hands. The only decent Defense professor they�d had was forced to leave due to his lycanthropy. Harry rather thought Lucius would be an exceptional teacher of the subject since he had been deeply involved in the Dark Arts.

Harry was brought out of his reverie by Hermione�s elbow hitting his side. She glared reproachfully and looked pointedly toward the Head Table where Professor McGonagall had already put the Sorting Hat away. The Headmaster rose from his seat and the Great Hall fell silent.

�Welcome to another new year at Hogwarts. I have just a few announcements before we begin the feast. First, the Forbidden Forest is exactly that�forbidden. A list of banned items can be found in Mr. Filch�s office, and Mr. Filch has asked me to remind you that no magic is to be used in the corridors between classes. Last, but certainly not least, I would like to introduce our newest Defense Against the Dark Arts instructor, Professor Lucius Malfoy,� Dumbledore said cheerfully. He waited for the gasps and mutters of the students to die down before continuing. �Now that the announcements are finished, let�s tuck in!�

The food appeared on the tables and everyone began eating, although the murmur of conversation was louder than usual, at the Gryffindor table in particular.

�Is Dumbledore trying to torture us? Honestly, Malfoy?� Ginny asked incredulously.

�This year�s going to be terrible, now that there are two teachers that�ll favor Slytherin,� Ron mumbled through a mouthful of chicken.

Hermione glared in disapproval and Ron swallowed guiltily. �Ron, you don�t know Professor Malfoy will favor the Slytherins,� she said haughtily.

�Oh, Hermione, honestly�his son is a Slytherin and he was in Slytherin. How could you possibly think he won�t favor them?� Ron countered.

Hermione fell silent, not willing to admit to Ron had a very valid point. Harry, however, still had doubts. Over the summer, he had realized that underneath his icy, unfeeling demeanor, Lucius actually had a heart�he just guarded it very closely. �Maybe he will be fair.� Harry didn�t realize he had spoken out loud until he noticed his best friend staring at him strangely. Not wanting to explain his friendship with Lucius, Harry just shrugged and went back to eating.

Not another word was spoken about Hogwarts�s newest professor the rest of the night. The Trio walked out of the Great Hall, all yawning. Just before the doors swung closed, Harry looked back toward the Head Table and caught Lucius�s eye. Lucius was smiling slightly. Harry fell into his bed in Gryffindor Tower and almost immediately fell asleep.

�HARRY! Time to get up. Hermione will kill us if we miss breakfast!� Ron called in the direction of his best friend�s closed curtains.

Harry woke with a start and looked down in dismay at his sheets � they were sticky with the results of his dream. He sighed deeply, picked up his wand, and cast a cleaning charm before climbing out of bed.

After a fast shower, he made his way to the Great Hall, were Hermione and Ron were already looking over their schedules. With only a small disapproving glare, Hermione, the Head Girl, handed him his schedule.

�Eurgh�Defense Against the Dark Arts first thing in the morning three days a week,� Ron mumbled around his toast.

�Ron. Swallow first,� Hermione scolded. Neither Ron nor Hermione noticed Harry pale slightly and glance at his own schedule for confirmation.

�Well, at least this year won�t be dull,� Harry thought as he and his best friends made their way to class.

Much to the delight of the Gryffindors, the newest professor didn�t favor the Slytherins. Before their class had even begun, it was apparent that the Slytherins thought they would be able to get away with tormenting the other students in the class. Their egos were knocked down a few pegs when Professor Malfoy walked in and promptly removed points from Pansy Parkinson for teasing Neville Longbottom. After that first small incident, the first DADA class of the year went smoothly.

Throughout the lesson, Harry found himself stealing glances at Lucius and, more often than not, Lucius was looking at him too. After class, Harry was deliberately slow in putting his things away. Ron and Hermione waited for him, but he waved them off, saying he�d meet up with them later. As soon as they left the classroom, Harry turned and walked up to the front where Lucius was standing watching him.

�What can I do for you, Harry?� Lucius asked.

�How come you didn�t tell me you�d be teaching?� Harry asked, leaning against Lucius�s desk.

Lucius smirked. �I didn�t want to ruin the surprise. I told no one but Severus. Not even the rest of the staff knew until last night,� Lucius replied.

Harry raised an eyebrow. �Not even Draco knew?�

�No, not even Draco knew.� Lucius paused. �Don�t you have a class to be going to?�

�I have a free period,� Harry replied.

�What a coincidence�I have no class this period either. Why don�t we go to my private chambers to talk?�

�Err�Ron and Hermione will probably be looking for me soon,� Harry replied, slightly flustered.

�Very well. Why don�t you join me after dinner then?�

�Okay.�

�Good.� Lucius glanced at the classroom door, then leaned over the desk and gave Harry a quick kiss on the lips. �See you then,� he said with a smirk before sweeping into his office.

Stunned, Harry just stood staring at the now closed office door for a long moment. A noise out in the hall startled him out of his daze. He quickly gathered his books and went out to find his best friends.

Later that night, Harry managed to worm his way out of going to the library with Hermione and Ron, efficiently dodging Hermione�s protest of �But Harry! It�s our N.E.W.T. year!� Harry snorted softly and shook his head at the girl�s enthusiasm as he consulted the Marauder�s Map for a way to get to Lucius�s private chambers. Surprisingly, Lucius�s quarters were quite close to Gryffindor Tower.

When Harry knocked on the door, Lucius opened it and ushered him in. Harry stood just inside the door and surveyed the room. It was done in deep forest green and cream colors and mahogany wood. The fire was crackling merrily in the fireplace, illuminating Lucius�s pale blond hair and questioning expression. Harry realized with a start that Lucius must have asked him something while he�d been looking around.

�I�m sorry�did you ask me something?� Harry asked, blushing.

Lucius�s cool eyes twinkled in amusement. �I asked if you�d like some tea,� he replied, taking Harry�s elbow and steering him toward the plush green couch.

�Oh�sure.� He and Lucius sat down side by side and Lucius conjured tea and cookies on the coffee table in front of them. �So�how was your first day of teaching?� Harry asked as he sipped his tea.

�It was�enlightening.� Lucius paused to nibble on a cookie. �I didn�t expect the students to be so�intimidated by me.�

Harry snorted. �Well, that was to be expected. You�re quite imposing.�

�Well, whether it�s true or not, it�s annoying,� Lucius grumbled. �How was your day?�

Harry shrugged. �We got a speech about how important the N.E.W.T.s are in nearly every period. I only had three today, but there will be more tomorrow, I�m sure,� Harry replied.

Lucius chuckled and set down his now-empty cup. �I remember those speeches. I also remember wanting to hex my teachers into the next week.�

�Funny, that�s what Ron said after Transfiguration today,� Harry informed him, smirking at Lucius.

The two finished the tea and cookies and continued talking. Once they were interrupted by Draco, who gave Harry a strange look as he talked briefly with his father. After Draco left, there was a small amount of tension, but when Lucius leaned close to Harry and pressed their lips together, the atmosphere in the room changed drastically.

Harry�s arms snaked around Lucius�s neck. Lucius pulled Harry into his lap as their tongues battled for dominance. Harry tangled his hands in Lucius�s hair as he surrendered control of the kiss. When the need for air became too great to ignore, Harry pulled back. Lucius�s mouth immediately moved down to Harry�s neck. He planted tiny kisses in a line from Harry�s ear to his shoulder, then all along his collarbone. When Lucius�s lips found the hollow in Harry�s throat, he licked lightly and coaxed a moan from the Gryffindor.

Somehow, Harry managed to put together some semblance of thought process and realized they were snogging in the middle of Lucius�s living room where anyone could walk in and see them. �Lucius�Luc, we have to stop,� he managed to gasp as Lucius pushed his robe and shirt off his shoulders.

�Why would we want to stop?� Lucius asked, looking up into Harry�s emerald green eyes.

Those eyes were currently clouded with lust, but there was a spark of laughter at Lucius�s question. �I never said I wanted to stop. But we�re in plain view of anyone that walks in your door,� he informed Lucius.

Lucius chuckled. �You have a valid point. Let�s move to the bedroom,� he said in a low voice.

Harry shivered in delight as Lucius�s voice washed over him. Lucius wrapped Harry�s legs around his waist and carried him into the bedroom.

When the bedroom door shut behind them, Lucius set Harry on his feet and made quick work of stripping the Gryffindor. Harry laid down on the bed and winked at Lucius, even though he was blushing.

Lucius groaned and shed his own clothing before putting a silencing spell up and joining Harry on the bed. He covered the younger man�s body with his own and bent to trail kisses down Harry�s chest. �Patience, Harry,� he murmured as Harry thrust his hips upward.

�I don�t want to be patient,� Harry growled as he writhed beneath Lucius.

Lucius didn�t answer, as he was currently teasing Harry�s nipples with his teeth and tongue. He paid special attention to each of them, licking and sucking and biting until they were hard pebbles. Only then did he run his tongue down Harry�s stomach.

�Oh God,� Harry moaned as Lucius dipped his tongue into Harry�s navel.

Harry�s body strained upward as Lucius ran his index finger up Harry�s length. Lucius seemed to think he�d tortured Harry enough because Harry suddenly felt the other man�s hot, wet mouth engulfing him. Harry�s hips bucked involuntarily as Lucius slid his lips and tongue back up Harry�s shaft and he sucked lightly on the tip. Again, Lucius took Harry deep into his throat and pulled back to suck. The third time, Harry moaned loudly as his orgasm overcame him. Lucius swallowed every drop of Harry�s essence, then moved up to drop a kiss on Harry�s mouth.

�Lucius, will you�I want you to take me,� Harry whispered after he�d recovered from his orgasm.

Lucius looked at Harry in surprise. He hadn�t expected that from the dark haired boy � no, man � lying next to him. Surprise quickly turned to lust as he stared at Harry. As he rummaged in the bedside table drawer, he asked, �Harry, have you been taken before?�

Harry swallowed hard and opened still-dilated eyes to look at Lucius. �No,� came the quiet answer.

Lucius found the jar of lubricant he�d been looking for and turned back to Harry. �Are you sure then that you want this?�

�Oh, yes�I�m sure,� Harry replied firmly. He pulled Lucius into a searing kiss, proving his need for the blond to fill him.

Lucius groaned and rolled over on top of Harry. Without breaking the kiss, he dipped a finger into the lubricant and gently pushed through Harry�s tight ring of muscle. Harry gasped and broke the kiss to throw his head back in ecstasy.

Lucius smiled slightly at the little pants and moans coming from Harry. Encouraged, he added another finger and moved them slowly in and out of Harry, letting him get used to the invasion, before scissoring his fingers. As Lucius added a third finger, he purposefully brushed against Harry�s prostate. Harry gasped Lucius�s name and pushed back against his hand.

�Luc�please, I need you in me now!�

�Are you absolutely sure, Jade?� Lucius asked, although he was already reaching for the lubricant again.

�Yes. Hurry,� Harry said, his voice heavy with need.

Lucius withdrew his fingers, causing Harry to moan at the loss. After liberally applying the lubricant to his straining erection, he put one of Harry�s legs over his shoulder and slowly pushed in. Little by little, Lucius slid his length into Harry�s body. When he was buried to the hilt, he stilled, letting Harry adjust to his length.

�You are beautiful,� Lucius murmured, kissing Harry tenderly.

Harry smiled and pushed up against his lover, indicating he was ready to move. Lucius withdrew until only the tip of his cock was inside Harry, then pushed back in slowly, making sure to brush Harry�s prostate.

�Faster, Luc,� Harry panted, meeting Lucius�s languid thrusts.

Lucius complied happily and had soon driven Harry � and himself � to the edge of orgasm. He reached between their bodies and wrapped his elegant fingers around Harry�s length. Four strokes and Harry cried out as his second orgasm of the night hit him. Feeling Harry tighten around him snapped Lucius�s control. With a hoarse cry, he spilled his seed into his lover�s body.

When Lucius came back to Earth, he slid out of Harry and performed a quick cleaning charm before pulling Harry toward him. Exhausted and sated, the two fell asleep in each other�s arms.

�Oh God.� Draco had just walked into his father�s chambers and found him and Harry sleeping peacefully, curled up together. �What is going on here?� Draco yelled.

Harry was startled awake by the yell. He reached over Lucius to grab his glasses off the bedside table. He blearily looked around the room � his eyes widened when they landed on the severely pissed off blond standing in the doorway of the bedroom with his arms crossed.

�Hi Draco,� he said, sitting up and stretching.

Draco turned a little green with the realization that Harry was completely naked under the covers bunched around his waist. �Why did you just call me Draco and why are you in bed with my father?�

Harry smirked. �I called you Draco because I happen to be in a rather good mood this morning,� he said. He laughed as Draco turned just a little greener. �As for why I�m in bed with Lucius�well, do you really want me to answer that?�

�Harry, don�t tease Draco,� Lucius said as he sat up in bed next to Harry.

�Father. You know I don�t care about your liking men, but really�Harry Potter?� Draco was rapidly getting over his shock and moving on to disgust.

�Do I not get even a hello, Draco? And yes�really, Harry Potter,� Lucius replied dryly.

Harry glanced at the clock and yelped. �Breakfast is nearly over. I�m going to be late!� he exclaimed. �Lucius, can I use your shower?�

Lucius�s eyes gleamed. �Be my guest. I�ll join you in a few minutes.�

Draco closed his eyes against the sight of Harry crossing the room naked to the bathroom. When he heard the bathroom door shut, he opened his eyes and glared at Lucius, who was smirking at him.

�Father, what about the man you were owling all August who you couldn�t seem to stop talking about?�

Lucius arched an eyebrow. �He and Harry are one and the same.�

Draco gaped. �Father, he�s my age!� he finally exclaimed.

�I know,� Lucius replied evenly. �I can�t help the fact that I seem to have fallen for a person over 20 years my junior.�

�Classes are about to start, so I�m going to leave now. Expect me back here when classes are over so you can explain how exactly this happened,� Draco said before stalking out of his father�s chambers, shaking his head and muttering under his breath.

Lucius snorted as he got out of bed. �You�d think he was the father and I the son,� he murmured to himself.

When Lucius entered the shower, Harry turned and looped his arms around Lucius�s waist.

�He�s not very happy, is he?� Harry asked, running the tip of his tongue along Lucius�s jaw.

�No, but he�ll get over it,� Lucius replied. He turned his head to capture Harry�s lips in a kiss.

Harry pulled away and grinned as he sank to his knees on the cold tile. He licked the underside of Lucius�s cock and smirked when Lucius threw his head back, moaning. Harry took the tip in his mouth and gently sucked before relaxing his throat and taking in as much of Lucius as he could.

Lucius laced his fingers through Harry�s hair and looked down to watch as Harry sucked him. Harry slid Lucius� shaft in and out of his mouth, sucking the tip each time. When he�d brought Lucius close to the edge, he took him deep in his throat again and hummed. Lucius moaned Harry�s name as he shot his come down Harry�s throat.

After actually managing to get out of the shower, Harry groaned as he realized he only had five minutes to get out to Herbology. �I�ll be back tonight,� he informed the still-naked Lucius.

Harry dropped a chaste kiss on Lucius�s cheek and dashed out the door. He ran all the way out to the greenhouses and made it just as class started. Out of breath and panting, he plopped into a chair next to Ron and Hermione.

�Hey mate. Where were you last night?� Ron whispered as Professor Sprout started lecturing about the N.E.W.T.s.

�Later,� Harry whispered back, blushing.

After class, Ron started pestering Harry again about where he�d been the night before.

�So Harry�how come you didn�t come back to the dorm last night?� he asked, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively.

Harry blushed. �Ron��

�Oh, don�t try to deny you were with someone. That love bite on your neck says you definitely were with someone.�

Embarrassed beyond belief, Harry immediately covered the right side of his neck, where he remembered Lucius biting and sucking the night before. Hermione rolled her eyes as Ron roared with laughter.

�Harry, that�s quite irresponsible�staying out all night when you have classes the next morning,� Hermione chided.

�Hey, we slept,� Harry protested. �We just�overslept, that�s all.�

Ron was still sniggering as they walked down to the dungeons for Potions. Hermione went to perform a concealing charm on Harry�s neck, but he stopped her as Draco walked by and eyed the mark in disgust. He smirked and winked as the blond turned green.

�No, Hermione, leave it. I think I�ll torture Draco with it,� Harry said, grinning evilly.

Hermione raised an eyebrow. �Since when is he Draco?� she asked as they entered the Potions classroom.

Harry got a look on his face that could only be described as completely and utterly Slytherin. His friend had unknowingly given him the perfect opportunity to tell them about Lucius. He waited until just before the bell rang, and then shocked Ron and Hermione.

�Since last night when I had sex with his father,� he whispered.

Just then, Professor Snape swept into the room, so Ron and Hermione could only gape at their friend.

�Okay, Harry�spill. What was that comment about Malfoy�s father about?� Ron demanded.

As soon as Potions had ended, Harry had found himself being dragged up to the Room of Requirement. Now, he looked like he would rather have faced Voldemort again instead of answering his best friend�s question. In fact, Harry was beginning to seriously regret giving in to his earlier Slytherin urge to shock Ron and Hermione speechless. Instead of responding to Ron, he thought of lunch and quickly began eating the food that appeared on the table in front of him.

�Harry, you were just joking about�about having sex with Professor Malfoy, right?� Hermione asked, watching Harry closely.

Harry stopped chewing for a moment, but didn�t answer audibly. He just shook his head to indicate that he wasn�t joking. Ron sat down heavily in an armchair and stared at his best friend as if he�d suddenly sprouted an extra head.

After he finished eating, Harry sighed. He had a lot of explaining to do�luckily, the Trio had a free period after lunch, and so they just stayed in the Room of Requirement.

�Okay, you guys have to promise to wait until I�m finished explaining before you say anything,� Harry started. When Hermione and Ron nodded, Harry began. �On my 17th birthday, Sirius and Remus took me to that club they�re always going on about, Claustrophobia. I just happened to run into Lucius there. He asked me to dance and he was being very charming, so I agreed. After a while, I left with Sirius and Remus to go back home. Lucius and I kept in touch through owls all through August and I saw him once while I was shopping for school.

�I�ve always thought him attractive, even when I thought he was evil. When we were forced into being nice to each other during the war, things changed. Over this past summer, I�ve really gotten to know the man behind that damned mask he always wears and I like him�a lot,� Harry explained.

�Well, obviously, if you slept with him last night,� Ron mumbled sarcastically.

Harry leveled a glare at the redhead. �Can�t you at least try to understand?�

Hermione sighed. �Harry, I can�t possibly begin to understand what you see in Lucius Malfoy, but if he makes you happy, then I�m happy for you,� she said.

�Thank you, Hermione,� Harry said, grinning widely.

The rest of the school year went by slowly for Harry. Because student/teacher relationships were frowned upon, Harry and Lucius had to settle for secret meetings and occasional detentions�and Draco always made sure to knock on Lucius�s door in the mornings. Harry found immense delight in the disgruntled and sometimes slightly disgusted expressions that crossed Draco�s face when he saw Harry with his father. Harry had taken to deliberately antagonizing Draco with the occasional mark on his neck of blatantly sexual innuendos.

Finally, the day of graduation came�it was also the day that Lucius would �meet the parents,� so to speak. Harry had told Sirius and Remus he was seeing someone and was spending two weeks after graduation with said someone, but he hadn�t told them just who that someone was.

At the moment, Harry was sitting in the Great Hall in his graduation robes waiting nervously for his name to be called. It almost felt like he was back in his first year again, waiting anxiously for his turn to put on the Sorting Hat and imagining all sorts of horrible things. This year, however, he was anxious for an entirely different reason. Immediately following the graduation ceremony, Harry, Sirius, and Remus were going out for a celebratory dinner�Lucius and Draco would be joining them, even though Sirius, Remus, and Draco didn�t know it yet.

Harry was startled out of his reverie when he heard his name being called. He walked up onstage and took his diploma from the Headmaster.

As they shook hands, Professor Dumbledore whispered, �Congratulations, Harry, and good luck at dinner.�

Harry gaped, coming to the conclusion that the Headmaster did indeed know everything that went on within the castle walls. Professor Dumbledore just chuckled and waved Harry on to Professor McGonagall, who was next in the line of teachers he had to shake hands with.

�Harry, what�s wrong?� Remus asked curiously.

Harry, Remus, and Sirius were sitting in a popular Wizarding restaurant on the outskirts of Hogsmeade. Since they�d sat down, Harry had been glancing nervously at the door every few seconds. At Remus�s voice, Harry jumped.

�Sorry. I asked someone to meet me here. I guess I�m more nervous than I thought I was going to be,� Harry replied.

�Who�d you ask to meet you?� Sirius asked curiously.

Harry blushed. �My boyfriend.�

Remus and Sirius looked at each other and grinned. Sirius turned to gaze at his godson, who was highly suspicious of the gleam in Sirius�s eye.

�And why haven�t you told us more about this boyfriend of yours?� Sirius asked.

�Because your reaction probably isn�t going to be positive,� Harry replied honestly.

Sirius blinked, obviously not expecting what Harry had just said. �You don�t think I�d approve? Why?�

Harry hesitated, but decided it was probably better if Sirius was slightly prepared before Lucius and Draco arrived. �Well, he�s quite a bit older than me�he�s actually got a son that�s my age.� Harry paused, thinking Sirius would have an objection to that.

Sirius just looked at him. �Well, that�s not all that uncommon, Harry. Granted, there usually isn�t a son involved�anyway, age doesn�t really matter in the Wizarding world,� Sirius explained.

�I�m still fairly sure you won�t approve,� Harry replied. His eyes darted to the door again just in time to see Lucius and Draco stride inside. Bracing himself, Harry turned and met his godfather�s eyes. �Here he comes.�

Sirius and Remus both turned and watched in disbelief as a waiter led Lucius and Draco toward their table. Before sitting, Lucius dropped a quick kiss on Harry�s mouth, causing Draco to blanch.

�Harry, are you mad?� Sirius hissed, well aware of the fact that they were in the middle of a crowded restaurant.

�Yes, madly in love,� Harry replied.

Lucius smirked at Sirius and settled his arm around Harry�s shoulder. �That was rather sappy, Jade,� Lucius murmured.

�Must you use those disgusting pet names?� Draco asked, crossing his arms over his chest.

�How long has this been going on?� Remus asked.

Harry glanced at Lucius, then at Sirius. �We�ve been together since the beginning of the school year, but we owled each other over the summer after my birthday,� Harry told him.

Sirius was still glaring at Lucius. �Harry, listen�you can�t be serious. Lucius Malfoy?� he asked incredulously.

�I may not approve of this�thing�between my father and Potter, but it doesn�t mean my father is scum. As such, I�ll ask that you not talk about him in that tone of voice,� Draco drawled.

An uncomfortable silence fell over the table. Remus cleared his throat to break it. �Well, while I don�t necessarily approve, I�m glad you�re happy, Harry,� he said. Sirius looked at him incredulously, but Remus continued talking to Harry. �I suppose he�s who you�re spending two weeks with this summer.�

Draco suddenly looked horrified. �Bloody hell! Father, you can�t be serious!� he exclaimed.

�Lower your voice, Draco. People are staring,� Lucius said calmly. �I am very serious. Harry will be staying at the Manor with us for the next two weeks.�

Harry heard gasps all around the table. Obviously, people had started listening and watching the odd group at some point during the conversation. He glared around, inwardly amused that the other patrons of the restaurant were so nosy.

�Well, now that that�s settled�can we eat? I�m starving,� Harry said after he�d glared long enough for people to stop staring openly.

Remus chuckled softly and elbowed Sirius, who was still glaring � albeit halfheartedly now � at Lucius. Draco sighed deeply as Lucius leaned over and kissed Harry�s cheek.

Now, Draco was used to seeing his father and Harry together. That didn�t mean, however, that he liked it any more. He still thought their public displays of affection were revolting and they still insisted on using idiotic, sappy pet names for each other��Jade� and �Luc.�

�Why in Merlin�s name would I want to put that around my cock?� Draco shuddered at Harry�s words and tried desperately to melt into the wall of the leather shop.

Lucius laughed softly. �It keeps you hard longer,� he explained in a silky voice.

Draco, face flaming in embarrassment (he really would have preferred to not hear that), chanced a glance over to where Harry and Lucius were. He watched as Harry dropped a leather cock ring back onto a shelf.

�I think I should take offense to you suggesting that, but right now, I just want to go home and�� Harry leaned over to whisper the rest of the sentence in Lucius�s ear. Draco watched his father�s eyes widen and a pink tinge appear on his cheeks.

�Thank Merlin Potter didn�t say whatever he just said out loud,� Draco thought.

�Draco, we�re going home. Are you coming?� Lucius called.

�No. I�ll just stay out a while longer,� Draco replied. �So I don�t have to endure endless hours of hearing the two of you go at it. Honestly, they should at least remember the silencing charms,� he added to himself.

Lucius grabbed Harry�s hand and the two half-ran outside to find a place to Disapparate without drawing the attention of the Muggles. Draco groaned and followed them out, heading for The Leaky Cauldron.

�Merlin help me. Potter doesn�t leave for another 12 days�how the bloody hell am I supposed to come out of this not scarred for life?�

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