Harry Potter - Series Fan Fiction ❯ Lucid Consequences ❯ Chapter 7: Your mind tricked you to feel the pain ( Chapter 7 )
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By: DeityofDeath 
Non Anime: Harry Potter - Series Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Hentai / Romance | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 02.28.2008 | Pages: 3 | Words: 3.6K | Visits: 620 | Status: Completed
Non Anime: Harry Potter - Series Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Hentai / Romance | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 02.28.2008 | Pages: 3 | Words: 3.6K | Visits: 620 | Status: Completed
Title: Lucid ConsequencesAuthor: DeityOfDeathArchive: Yes please......Pairings: Lucius/Harry/SnapeCategory: Drama, romance, slashrating: NC-17/RSpoilers: Maybe.Warnings: Yaoi, Lemon, Rape, Non-con, Mpreg SPOILERS!!!!!! If you haven't read HBP then DON'T READ THIS FIC~!!!!!!!Disclaimers: I never have nor will I ever own Harry Potter or its chars. They are property of JK Rowling and major companies.
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Chapter 7: Your mind tricked you to feel the pain
I had found myself in a comfortable pattern, this past month while around Sev and Lucius. Both tended to always be there when I needed them which I found very comforting and at the same time, odd and disturbing. I enjoyed being around both of them and at the same time I enjoyed being around each one privately. At times I berated myself for depending on them so much and at other times I called myself an idiot for thinking such things. I shouldn't look a gift horse in the mouth. I had gotten closer to Sev using words and discussing things but with Lucius it seemed to be the opposite. Lucius was a very basic man, meaning all it took were actions. With Sev I could sit and discuss potions or books or even something that had happened in the wizard news, with Lucius we would just quietly most of the time and watch the wind blow or how the sun lightened a certain spot of the back yard or we would simply comfort each other with a hug or with his favorite position of me in his lap. Both men seemed to want what they had lacked.
I had asked many questions, trying to get to know who they really are and I got a few answers back. I got enough to satisfy my curiosity for the time being.
I tried to be happy in this private world of ours where nothing interfered and for now my friends and 'family' were stepping back and letting me recover but I always felt restless. I knew that Voldemort wouldn't let me stay in my happy world for very long. Sev had reminded me in a soft and caring manner that they would have to report to Voldemort as soon as I started showing or be branded traitors. I knew they had to; I didn't have to be happy about it.
But I couldn't help but be happy. I think I have smiled more this month than in my entire life. It's quite funny actually. Considering I have spent more than my fair time hunched over the loo puking my guts out. What is it Poppy called it? Morning sickness. Oh the joys of expecting~! I think it scared Lucius and Sev when I first woke up, jumping out of bed and rushed into the bathroom where I proceeded to throw up for a half an hour or more. It had only gotten worse as the day progressed. The smell of my morning potions sent me to the toilet as well as the smell of onions, coffee, eggs cooking, the sound of stew being stirred and many other things. It's finally calmed some and I feel alot better once I'm able to fight down one of Sev's nausea potions.
Even today of all days was looking to be a good one. Poppy was visiting to do a check up and tell me the father of the baby and I watched amusedly as Sev and Lucius feigned disinterest but I knew both were eager and worriedly awaiting the results. I wanted to know and yet I felt like I would be better off not knowing. Would I lose one of them if we did know? I tried my best to put on a brave front and smiled brightly as we did our morning ritual of nausea potion, vitamin potion and then breakfast together down at the kitchen table.
Sev sighed and held the wizard paper out for me, "Looks like he struck again, but the Auror's chased him off with no casualties this time. Only a few wounded."
I took the paper scanning over the articles. Rita had done yet another "Where's our savior Potter" article and I shook my head wishing that woman would just become a paparazzi and be done with it. I handed the paper to Lucius who sat to my right. He glanced over the article while sipping his coffee and then turned to the next page, most likely seeing how wizarding stocks were doing. Lucius was ever the business man. Speaking of Lucius...
"Have you spoken to Draco lately?"
Lucius looked up from the paper with glasses perched on the edge of his nose. He seemed to be confused if and a bit taken a back by my question which only added to the enticing scene he already was. Lucius was sexy in his own right but add a pair of glasses and you've got ultra sexy. I wonder if he would blush at such a statement. They've got this amusing image of me as a saintly and virginal boy even after all that’s happened and hasn't happened since and part of me just wants to scream like a child and stomp my feet. I may have been virginal before all of this as well as trying to be overly nice and kind but saintly is going a little too far. I don't think a nun would be very saintly if she had such enticing tidbits placed before her as I now do. I was constantly in trouble for one thing or another or smarting off and always breaking school rules. Even now, calling me saintly in itself is rather odd considering I'm carrying a child.
There I go...rambling again. I do that a lot when it concerns these two. These two are my only problem as of late.
"I've sent him a few owls. He says that he is well and safe in one of the Malfoy estates outside of the country."
I blinked a few times before getting over the initial shock, "How many estates do the Malfoy's own?"
Lucius looked thoughtful and actually set the paper down in front of him while he splayed his fingers and began to count off, "Well there’s the Villa in Madrid Spain, the penthouse in New York City, the mansion California, a nice flat in Italy...oh and of course the apartment in Paris as well as the ski resort in the Alps and I almost forgot that little place in Australia. So a total of 8 including Malfoy Manner."
I blinked a few times and almost laughed. I wondered what it must have been like growing up a Malfoy. Houses in all the different countries and I was betting that they all had their own private rooms with all the delicious delicacies they could afford and they always wore the latest in fashion. I could only imagine what their vacations were like. I felt eyes on me as I though over these things and upon looking up found both looking at me curiously.
"Sorry, got lost in thought."
"What were you thinking about", asked Sev.
"What it must have been like growing up like that."
"Like what?" Lucius asked, a smile in place.
"Well...with so many places to live and rooms of your own to occupy and your family."
"You’re telling me Harry Potter didn't grow up in the lap of luxury," asked an awed Sev.
I rolled my eyes and tried to keep a sour look off of my face, tried being the key word.
"Did something I say upset you", asked Sev, his full attention now on me.
"No...Yes...well not really upset, more like annoy."
"And pre tell why?"
Oh, I knew this was going to happen. Me and my big mouth.
"Because everyone thinks I was born with a silver spoon in my mouth and that I was raised in a loving and wonderful and it was nothing like that!"
I couldn't help but raise my voice at the stupidity of some people. Not Sev or Lucius personally, just people who thought they knew me.
"I was raised my muggle Aunt and Uncle and lived with their horrible spoiled pig of a son Dudley. My room was the cupboard under the stairs for god sakes! Don't give me that disbelieving look! You can ask Hermione and Ron! My first Hogwarts letter was addressed 'Mr. H. Potter, The cupboard under the stairs, 4 Privet Drive, Little Whinging Surrey'."
I took a deep breath and plowed on, "I wasn't loved or well cared for by any of them. I was often berated and treated like a common house elf. I did the cooking and cleaning and had to hide whenever company came over because I was a freak. I was left home or with our neighbor who I later discovered was a squib, whenever they went out. When Dudley took up boxing I became his punching bag. I was only given an actual room after I let them know I had an escaped convict for a Godfather."
I tried to ignore their looks and sighed, "I've always been envious of Ron and Hermione and even Draco while at school. I wondered what it was like to go home and open Christmas presents and for once not have it be a pair of used socks or to even know what it was like to have a mom and dad who loved me. Even now I wonder if I could raise a child with never have known what real parents were like. Although I suppose I just have to do the opposite of everything my Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon did."
They stared at me speechless and I was a bit uncomfortable so I cleared my throat, "So anyway...Harry Potter myth destroyed and we continue with life. I suppose I'll go get ready for Poppy's visit."
I stood and left the room. I had managed to not cry or anything! I am proud of myself. I also managed to be prat so all is good. I made my way to the living room where I knew Poppy would appear from the fire place and sat on the couch waiting patiently.
A few minutes went by and then the grandfather clock on the wall chimed letting me know it was now 11am and just then the fire place flared to life and a smiling Poppy came through way better than I could ever mange when using the floo network. She dusted herself off and then saw me sitting in front of her.
"Well Mr. Potter, you’re looking good today."
I grinned, "Yes Poppy, and I feel the part too."
"Well let's head upstairs and start your examination."
I nodded and lead the way.
Upon reaching the second floor we entered my bedroom. I sat down on the bed and awaited her directions. She rooted through her bag pulling out bits and pieces of equipment and then pointed to the bed with a muffled "lay back". I did as told and soon saw her approach with wand in hand. She ran it over my body twice before grinning and taking notes on a clipboard.
"Lift your shirt please."
I did as she asked and felt gentle hands press and push around my abdomen and stomach. She lifted her wand from an apron pocket and held it up for me to see. Now Mr. Potter...Harry. This is your decision and your decision only. Do you want to know who the father of the child is?"
I bit my lip. I wondered what would happen if I they knew. Would one of them leave me? Would I lose one of the people I cared about? I had become pretty attached to them both over these past few weeks. I couldn't bear losing either of them. I had begun to care deeply for them both. I wondered if they had any of these feelings for me. Part of me wondered what I wanted from them. Could I be in love? With both of them?
I really was a freak. Not only had I slept with the two of them...I had enjoyed it. I had enjoyed the pleasure of it and now it was growing beyond pleasure. It was becoming something that threatened to tear my very heart from my chest. Would they feel more for me if they didn't already? I hadn't considered any of this all the way through. I was falling in love with one of my professors as well as my enemy's father. A man who was married. Oh, Merlin! Why me? I had to go and outdo everyone in everything. My life is one huge mistake and complication after another. Am I being greedy wanting both of them? Can I have both of them? Will they have me?
I felt the tears fall and couldn't do anything to stop them. I sat up suddenly and buried my face in my hands. I felt warm arms wrap around me and rub my back soothingly.
"What's a matter Harry? I have a feeling this has nothing and yet everything to do with your pregnancy and who the father is."
I nodded in her arms and took a shuddering breath, "I'm afraid Poppy. I'm afraid of so much. I don't want to lose them. I know its wrong and it sounds selfish and weird but Poppy...I really think I love them. I don't want to lose either of them."
"They'll never know any of this if you don't tell them Harry. And it might be wrong or selfish in standard morality in the muggle world but in the wizarding world homosexual relationships are accepted and allowed. Why do you think some wizards can conceive? Wizards can even marry. And although it’s rare, it’s not unusual for threesomes to bond or raise families together."
I wiped my eyes and stared at her a bit awed and surprised myself.
She smiled brightly, "There are all types of threesomes that marry Harry. I know of three women who are all bonded happily. Some consist of two men and a woman or two women and one man or three of each. We are very accepting of these things. There are some that still have a hard time accepting but even if its a friend, a true friend would forgive anything if their a true friend."
I felt myself smile and I hugged Poppy tightly, "Thank you Poppy. What would I do without you?"
"Not much presumably. Without me you'd have been treated by someone who lacks my knowledge and skill and most likely close to Lockhart."
I shuddered. Yeah...still not over the whole arm thing, "You have a point there."
"So shall we do this test?"
I nodded and lay back down with my shirt lifted up and watched as she waved her wand and whispered a soft incantation. A family crest appeared and floated above my stomach and I looked at Poppy who copied some more notes into her note pad.
"Don't leave me wondering Poppy. I have never seen this crest before."
"Well Harry, it seems as though the father is no other than Lucius Malfoy."
I stared for a moment and then placed my hand gently along my stomach before looking up and smiling.
"In a few months we can tell the sex", she said smiling.
"I think I prefer a surprise."
She grinned and patted me on the head, "Well we're all done here Harry. I'm going to head out now. Go and have a long talk with those two. You'll never know the answers if you don't ask the questions."
She packed up her belongings and started walking towards the bedroom door. I followed her part way before she turned around and huffed, "Oh, and before I forget...be sure to contact your friends and family. Merlin knows when I return I'll get one million questions. Their worried about you Harry and they genuinely care."
I smiled and gave her a "Yes Ma'am" and escorted her down the stairs and into the living room where Sev and Lucius sat looking suspiciously calm and collected.
"Good bye boys. Take care of Harry."
They both nodded and gave a yes as she took a hand full of floo powder and went into the fire place calling out "Hogwarts" before she disappeared.
I turned to look at them and they both looked away quickly feigning disinterest. I couldn't help but laugh and they looked at me like I had gone hormonal. I sighed and sat down on the middle couch cushion next to Sev and then patted the cushion on the other side of me, "Lucius...”
He stood and walked over sitting beside me. I took a deep breath and with my right hand gripped Lucius and then with my left gripped Sev's. I was a happy and a little surprised to feel both grip my hands in return.
"Before I tell you who the father is I wanted to discuss a few things with you. I know we haven't been on the best of terms when we first met and I know that a lot has happened since then and I have been a prat of sorts, but I want you to know that you two were the saviors who freed me from a fate worse than hell. I also know that it was circumstances that caused the conception of this child but I am unashamed to say that I enjoyed the conception and I have enjoyed both your company and your friendship in this past month. I have come to feel a lot for both of you. I have never felt so much for anyone person let alone two."
I felt the tears brimming again and I wondered how much of it was due to hormones.
"I don't know what you feel about me but I want you both to know that I believe what I feel for you is love. Its okay if you don't accept my feelings or can't but I just wanted to let you know. I will understand if you have to or want to leave but just know that I will miss you dearly."
"Harry...” I felt Sev's lips brush my brow and then my cheek and then lower where he claimed my lips.
"Snarky prat that you are I have come to care for you as well. It doesn't matter who the father is. We can always try again in a year or two if I'm not the father", Sev said as he broke the kiss and wiped away some errant tears from my left cheek.
"I'll have to agree with my friend Sev on that", said Lucius as he too kissed me on the lips.
I smiled and sniffled slightly, "But what about your wife Lucius? And Draco? I don't think either will like the fact that you’re seeing Harry Potter."
"Harry, Narcissa and I didn't marry for love. It was a marriage of convenience and power. Draco grew up very unhappy because of our many fights and arguments. Narcissa and I have gone our separate ways and have been for over a year now. As for Draco...give him time and he will either come around or not. That is for him to decide but neither will change my feelings for you."
I nodded and inhaled deeply, "The father is Lucius."
Lucius pulled me onto his lap and hugged me tightly while Sev patted my knee happily.
"Don't get too cocky Lucius. Next time he will be carrying mine."
I laughed and made myself comfortable in Lucius' lap, "Does that mean we're dating? And if so are we one of those threesomes?"
"Threesome...That sounds promising...” said Lucius with a drawl.
"What has Poppy been putting into your head?"
I looked at Sev and grinned, "Don't blame her. If it wasn't for her I wouldn't have had the nerve to say all that I had to say."
With that I cuddled closer into Lucius as we continued to discuss our new relationship.
To Be Continued....
Note from Author: Thank You for reading and supporting fan fiction~! Enjoy and please review~!
SPOILERS AHEAD~~!!!!!!! You have been warned~!!!!
Chapter 7: Your mind tricked you to feel the pain
I had found myself in a comfortable pattern, this past month while around Sev and Lucius. Both tended to always be there when I needed them which I found very comforting and at the same time, odd and disturbing. I enjoyed being around both of them and at the same time I enjoyed being around each one privately. At times I berated myself for depending on them so much and at other times I called myself an idiot for thinking such things. I shouldn't look a gift horse in the mouth. I had gotten closer to Sev using words and discussing things but with Lucius it seemed to be the opposite. Lucius was a very basic man, meaning all it took were actions. With Sev I could sit and discuss potions or books or even something that had happened in the wizard news, with Lucius we would just quietly most of the time and watch the wind blow or how the sun lightened a certain spot of the back yard or we would simply comfort each other with a hug or with his favorite position of me in his lap. Both men seemed to want what they had lacked.
I had asked many questions, trying to get to know who they really are and I got a few answers back. I got enough to satisfy my curiosity for the time being.
I tried to be happy in this private world of ours where nothing interfered and for now my friends and 'family' were stepping back and letting me recover but I always felt restless. I knew that Voldemort wouldn't let me stay in my happy world for very long. Sev had reminded me in a soft and caring manner that they would have to report to Voldemort as soon as I started showing or be branded traitors. I knew they had to; I didn't have to be happy about it.
But I couldn't help but be happy. I think I have smiled more this month than in my entire life. It's quite funny actually. Considering I have spent more than my fair time hunched over the loo puking my guts out. What is it Poppy called it? Morning sickness. Oh the joys of expecting~! I think it scared Lucius and Sev when I first woke up, jumping out of bed and rushed into the bathroom where I proceeded to throw up for a half an hour or more. It had only gotten worse as the day progressed. The smell of my morning potions sent me to the toilet as well as the smell of onions, coffee, eggs cooking, the sound of stew being stirred and many other things. It's finally calmed some and I feel alot better once I'm able to fight down one of Sev's nausea potions.
Even today of all days was looking to be a good one. Poppy was visiting to do a check up and tell me the father of the baby and I watched amusedly as Sev and Lucius feigned disinterest but I knew both were eager and worriedly awaiting the results. I wanted to know and yet I felt like I would be better off not knowing. Would I lose one of them if we did know? I tried my best to put on a brave front and smiled brightly as we did our morning ritual of nausea potion, vitamin potion and then breakfast together down at the kitchen table.
Sev sighed and held the wizard paper out for me, "Looks like he struck again, but the Auror's chased him off with no casualties this time. Only a few wounded."
I took the paper scanning over the articles. Rita had done yet another "Where's our savior Potter" article and I shook my head wishing that woman would just become a paparazzi and be done with it. I handed the paper to Lucius who sat to my right. He glanced over the article while sipping his coffee and then turned to the next page, most likely seeing how wizarding stocks were doing. Lucius was ever the business man. Speaking of Lucius...
"Have you spoken to Draco lately?"
Lucius looked up from the paper with glasses perched on the edge of his nose. He seemed to be confused if and a bit taken a back by my question which only added to the enticing scene he already was. Lucius was sexy in his own right but add a pair of glasses and you've got ultra sexy. I wonder if he would blush at such a statement. They've got this amusing image of me as a saintly and virginal boy even after all that’s happened and hasn't happened since and part of me just wants to scream like a child and stomp my feet. I may have been virginal before all of this as well as trying to be overly nice and kind but saintly is going a little too far. I don't think a nun would be very saintly if she had such enticing tidbits placed before her as I now do. I was constantly in trouble for one thing or another or smarting off and always breaking school rules. Even now, calling me saintly in itself is rather odd considering I'm carrying a child.
There I go...rambling again. I do that a lot when it concerns these two. These two are my only problem as of late.
"I've sent him a few owls. He says that he is well and safe in one of the Malfoy estates outside of the country."
I blinked a few times before getting over the initial shock, "How many estates do the Malfoy's own?"
Lucius looked thoughtful and actually set the paper down in front of him while he splayed his fingers and began to count off, "Well there’s the Villa in Madrid Spain, the penthouse in New York City, the mansion California, a nice flat in Italy...oh and of course the apartment in Paris as well as the ski resort in the Alps and I almost forgot that little place in Australia. So a total of 8 including Malfoy Manner."
I blinked a few times and almost laughed. I wondered what it must have been like growing up a Malfoy. Houses in all the different countries and I was betting that they all had their own private rooms with all the delicious delicacies they could afford and they always wore the latest in fashion. I could only imagine what their vacations were like. I felt eyes on me as I though over these things and upon looking up found both looking at me curiously.
"Sorry, got lost in thought."
"What were you thinking about", asked Sev.
"What it must have been like growing up like that."
"Like what?" Lucius asked, a smile in place.
"Well...with so many places to live and rooms of your own to occupy and your family."
"You’re telling me Harry Potter didn't grow up in the lap of luxury," asked an awed Sev.
I rolled my eyes and tried to keep a sour look off of my face, tried being the key word.
"Did something I say upset you", asked Sev, his full attention now on me.
"No...Yes...well not really upset, more like annoy."
"And pre tell why?"
Oh, I knew this was going to happen. Me and my big mouth.
"Because everyone thinks I was born with a silver spoon in my mouth and that I was raised in a loving and wonderful and it was nothing like that!"
I couldn't help but raise my voice at the stupidity of some people. Not Sev or Lucius personally, just people who thought they knew me.
"I was raised my muggle Aunt and Uncle and lived with their horrible spoiled pig of a son Dudley. My room was the cupboard under the stairs for god sakes! Don't give me that disbelieving look! You can ask Hermione and Ron! My first Hogwarts letter was addressed 'Mr. H. Potter, The cupboard under the stairs, 4 Privet Drive, Little Whinging Surrey'."
I took a deep breath and plowed on, "I wasn't loved or well cared for by any of them. I was often berated and treated like a common house elf. I did the cooking and cleaning and had to hide whenever company came over because I was a freak. I was left home or with our neighbor who I later discovered was a squib, whenever they went out. When Dudley took up boxing I became his punching bag. I was only given an actual room after I let them know I had an escaped convict for a Godfather."
I tried to ignore their looks and sighed, "I've always been envious of Ron and Hermione and even Draco while at school. I wondered what it was like to go home and open Christmas presents and for once not have it be a pair of used socks or to even know what it was like to have a mom and dad who loved me. Even now I wonder if I could raise a child with never have known what real parents were like. Although I suppose I just have to do the opposite of everything my Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon did."
They stared at me speechless and I was a bit uncomfortable so I cleared my throat, "So anyway...Harry Potter myth destroyed and we continue with life. I suppose I'll go get ready for Poppy's visit."
I stood and left the room. I had managed to not cry or anything! I am proud of myself. I also managed to be prat so all is good. I made my way to the living room where I knew Poppy would appear from the fire place and sat on the couch waiting patiently.
A few minutes went by and then the grandfather clock on the wall chimed letting me know it was now 11am and just then the fire place flared to life and a smiling Poppy came through way better than I could ever mange when using the floo network. She dusted herself off and then saw me sitting in front of her.
"Well Mr. Potter, you’re looking good today."
I grinned, "Yes Poppy, and I feel the part too."
"Well let's head upstairs and start your examination."
I nodded and lead the way.
Upon reaching the second floor we entered my bedroom. I sat down on the bed and awaited her directions. She rooted through her bag pulling out bits and pieces of equipment and then pointed to the bed with a muffled "lay back". I did as told and soon saw her approach with wand in hand. She ran it over my body twice before grinning and taking notes on a clipboard.
"Lift your shirt please."
I did as she asked and felt gentle hands press and push around my abdomen and stomach. She lifted her wand from an apron pocket and held it up for me to see. Now Mr. Potter...Harry. This is your decision and your decision only. Do you want to know who the father of the child is?"
I bit my lip. I wondered what would happen if I they knew. Would one of them leave me? Would I lose one of the people I cared about? I had become pretty attached to them both over these past few weeks. I couldn't bear losing either of them. I had begun to care deeply for them both. I wondered if they had any of these feelings for me. Part of me wondered what I wanted from them. Could I be in love? With both of them?
I really was a freak. Not only had I slept with the two of them...I had enjoyed it. I had enjoyed the pleasure of it and now it was growing beyond pleasure. It was becoming something that threatened to tear my very heart from my chest. Would they feel more for me if they didn't already? I hadn't considered any of this all the way through. I was falling in love with one of my professors as well as my enemy's father. A man who was married. Oh, Merlin! Why me? I had to go and outdo everyone in everything. My life is one huge mistake and complication after another. Am I being greedy wanting both of them? Can I have both of them? Will they have me?
I felt the tears fall and couldn't do anything to stop them. I sat up suddenly and buried my face in my hands. I felt warm arms wrap around me and rub my back soothingly.
"What's a matter Harry? I have a feeling this has nothing and yet everything to do with your pregnancy and who the father is."
I nodded in her arms and took a shuddering breath, "I'm afraid Poppy. I'm afraid of so much. I don't want to lose them. I know its wrong and it sounds selfish and weird but Poppy...I really think I love them. I don't want to lose either of them."
"They'll never know any of this if you don't tell them Harry. And it might be wrong or selfish in standard morality in the muggle world but in the wizarding world homosexual relationships are accepted and allowed. Why do you think some wizards can conceive? Wizards can even marry. And although it’s rare, it’s not unusual for threesomes to bond or raise families together."
I wiped my eyes and stared at her a bit awed and surprised myself.
She smiled brightly, "There are all types of threesomes that marry Harry. I know of three women who are all bonded happily. Some consist of two men and a woman or two women and one man or three of each. We are very accepting of these things. There are some that still have a hard time accepting but even if its a friend, a true friend would forgive anything if their a true friend."
I felt myself smile and I hugged Poppy tightly, "Thank you Poppy. What would I do without you?"
"Not much presumably. Without me you'd have been treated by someone who lacks my knowledge and skill and most likely close to Lockhart."
I shuddered. Yeah...still not over the whole arm thing, "You have a point there."
"So shall we do this test?"
I nodded and lay back down with my shirt lifted up and watched as she waved her wand and whispered a soft incantation. A family crest appeared and floated above my stomach and I looked at Poppy who copied some more notes into her note pad.
"Don't leave me wondering Poppy. I have never seen this crest before."
"Well Harry, it seems as though the father is no other than Lucius Malfoy."
I stared for a moment and then placed my hand gently along my stomach before looking up and smiling.
"In a few months we can tell the sex", she said smiling.
"I think I prefer a surprise."
She grinned and patted me on the head, "Well we're all done here Harry. I'm going to head out now. Go and have a long talk with those two. You'll never know the answers if you don't ask the questions."
She packed up her belongings and started walking towards the bedroom door. I followed her part way before she turned around and huffed, "Oh, and before I forget...be sure to contact your friends and family. Merlin knows when I return I'll get one million questions. Their worried about you Harry and they genuinely care."
I smiled and gave her a "Yes Ma'am" and escorted her down the stairs and into the living room where Sev and Lucius sat looking suspiciously calm and collected.
"Good bye boys. Take care of Harry."
They both nodded and gave a yes as she took a hand full of floo powder and went into the fire place calling out "Hogwarts" before she disappeared.
I turned to look at them and they both looked away quickly feigning disinterest. I couldn't help but laugh and they looked at me like I had gone hormonal. I sighed and sat down on the middle couch cushion next to Sev and then patted the cushion on the other side of me, "Lucius...”
He stood and walked over sitting beside me. I took a deep breath and with my right hand gripped Lucius and then with my left gripped Sev's. I was a happy and a little surprised to feel both grip my hands in return.
"Before I tell you who the father is I wanted to discuss a few things with you. I know we haven't been on the best of terms when we first met and I know that a lot has happened since then and I have been a prat of sorts, but I want you to know that you two were the saviors who freed me from a fate worse than hell. I also know that it was circumstances that caused the conception of this child but I am unashamed to say that I enjoyed the conception and I have enjoyed both your company and your friendship in this past month. I have come to feel a lot for both of you. I have never felt so much for anyone person let alone two."
I felt the tears brimming again and I wondered how much of it was due to hormones.
"I don't know what you feel about me but I want you both to know that I believe what I feel for you is love. Its okay if you don't accept my feelings or can't but I just wanted to let you know. I will understand if you have to or want to leave but just know that I will miss you dearly."
"Harry...” I felt Sev's lips brush my brow and then my cheek and then lower where he claimed my lips.
"Snarky prat that you are I have come to care for you as well. It doesn't matter who the father is. We can always try again in a year or two if I'm not the father", Sev said as he broke the kiss and wiped away some errant tears from my left cheek.
"I'll have to agree with my friend Sev on that", said Lucius as he too kissed me on the lips.
I smiled and sniffled slightly, "But what about your wife Lucius? And Draco? I don't think either will like the fact that you’re seeing Harry Potter."
"Harry, Narcissa and I didn't marry for love. It was a marriage of convenience and power. Draco grew up very unhappy because of our many fights and arguments. Narcissa and I have gone our separate ways and have been for over a year now. As for Draco...give him time and he will either come around or not. That is for him to decide but neither will change my feelings for you."
I nodded and inhaled deeply, "The father is Lucius."
Lucius pulled me onto his lap and hugged me tightly while Sev patted my knee happily.
"Don't get too cocky Lucius. Next time he will be carrying mine."
I laughed and made myself comfortable in Lucius' lap, "Does that mean we're dating? And if so are we one of those threesomes?"
"Threesome...That sounds promising...” said Lucius with a drawl.
"What has Poppy been putting into your head?"
I looked at Sev and grinned, "Don't blame her. If it wasn't for her I wouldn't have had the nerve to say all that I had to say."
With that I cuddled closer into Lucius as we continued to discuss our new relationship.
To Be Continued....