Harry Potter - Series Fan Fiction ❯ Lucid Consequences ❯ Chapter 9: So here it is, another chance ( Chapter 9 )
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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: 2 | Words: 2.8K | Visits: 544 | Status: Completed
Non Anime: Harry Potter - Series Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Hentai / Romance | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 02.28.2008 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.8K | Visits: 544 | 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.
Note from Author: Thank You for reading and supporting fan fiction~! Enjoy and please review~!
SPOILERS AHEAD~~!!!!!!! You have been warned~!!!!
Chapter 9: So here it is, another chance
I had wakened to the annoyed chatter of Draco Malfoy from downstairs. Apparently he had arrived. I heard his loud and obnoxious insults of the place that I now called home. I rolled over and tried to ignore him, which would have been easier if he wasn't so loud. I was already beginning to hate this day.
A loud knock on my door sounded before I heard the door knob rattle and then the door creaked open.
"Harry, Draco's here", I heard Sev call out.
"What was your first clue?"
I heard soft footfalls and the door close and then more soft footfalls on the wooden floor which creaked just as softly as though it was working with Sev in a quiet arrangement. I sighed and turned to face him. He stopped in front of me and sat on the side of the bed placing a large warm hand on my forehead.
"You’re feeling a little warm. Have you been having nausea again?"
"I threw up once last night and once this morning and I have been feeling a bit queasy off and on."
He looked at me closely and nodded, "It's probably nerves."
I almost wanted to add a 'no, really...' to that comment but I didn't. I was feeling a bit high strung this morning and I was betting only part of it was due to Draco being here. It was about time the mood swings started. My body was just beginning to go through part of the many changes it was supposed to.
It had only been four days since we had discovered Narcissa's death and only a day since her funeral and Lucius had informed Sev and I that Draco had agreed to come to Grimmauld place. Lucius had insisted on filling Draco in on as much as he could before he brought Draco to our humble abode and it seemed that the prince of Slytherin was less than happy or amused. I truly didn't care.
I slowly sat up and ran a hand through my disheveled hair. I felt a light tap on my shoulders and was glad to see a pair of glasses in Sev's hand. I smiled just a little as I took them mumbling my thanks. I had a nice new pair thanks in part to Mrs. Weasley and Hermione and the other part going to Lucius who insisted I have the best there was to buy. The man certainly knew how to throw money around, but then again I had to agree that these glasses were worth every sickle. I had dropped them four times already and not a scratch or break in them. Hermione went through great lengths to tell me that the optometrist they had bought them from used runes on all of his glasses that were scratch resistant charms and he had great warranties. All I know is that because of them I can now see better and my headaches have decreased.
After slipping my glasses on I looked around the room before turning to look at Sev, "I'm going to take a quick shower. See if you can stall Draco with breakfast before we start round one of wizarding tournament part two."
He blinked down at me, "Do you really think it'll be that bad?"
"Sev, you've seen how he's treated me since the first day of Hogwarts. I did something that no one has ever done before, I turned Draco Malfoy down and since then he has made my life as much of a living hell as possible, although I have had my share of enjoyment at his expense."
"How so?"
"Professor Moody...or the person who was pretending to be Professor Moody, turned Draco into a white ferret and proceeded to bounce him up and down. You should have seen it! It was bloody brilliant! Draco Malfoy the dancing white ferret."
"Seems rather rude. What did Draco do to deserve that?"
"Long story and one better told in his presence if he decides to continue his usual behavior towards me."
One corner of Sev's mouth quirked upwards in a smirk and he nodded, "You go take your shower and I shall go say hello to my godson."
I nodded and slid off the bed, black boxers and all and walked to my connecting bathroom.
I wonder if Sev and Lucius' rooms have such nice accommodations. I shrugged the thought to the back of my mind for now and closed the bathroom door. I stripped my boxers off and tossed them into the hamper and turned to look into a long standing mirror. I took a moment to explore my body. It had been a while since I had actually had the chance to do such a mundane thing as this.
I suppose it’s not mundane. It's good to check yourself over occasionally. I think this and yet I still feel very shy about looking at myself. I notice quite a few white and pink lines across my thighs and back and evening a few along my arms. Some are small and almost gone while others are longer and newer. I still bare the scars from the stab wounds given to me by Voldemort and I'm glad that I do. They will be reminders of what anger we have towards each other, what he’s capable of and that I must not fail in destroying him once and for all. I wouldn't want the same things to happen to my unborn child or anyone else I hold dear. Speaking of my bodily invader...I placed my hand above what was just beginning to become a noticeable bulge. My child is growing and soon others will be able to see.
"I must do something about Voldemort before you are born", I say to myself and my little one. I turned on the water and began what I knew would be a quick bath.
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I must have stared at all my clothes before finally picking out the black khakis, green turtle neck and black sweater over it. I played with my hair and after finally giving up on it I pushed my glasses up and gave myself one more once over before I padded down the stairs where I could hear the calm conversation in the kitchen. I sighed and closed my eyes upon stopping at the last step before I opened them and stepped down and began my walk past the living room. I felt very much like a dead man walking along the green mile.
I found myself at the entrance of the kitchen and just as suddenly I found my feet moving into the room. Conversation ended and the familiar ebony and silver eyes of Sev and Lucius looked up at me in greeting and it was then that the person whose back was to me and the doorway turned to face me. It was one of those odd moments where time seems to stop and everyone in the room holds their breath.
He looked me up and down before grinning one of his snide grins, "Well if it isn't Potter."
"Draco", was all I said as I walked past him to sit in the only available seat at the small table, right next to him. I had Lucius on the other side and even with the tense atmosphere I couldn't help but crack a smile. I was in the middle of two blondes. I was in a reverse Oreo. I was in a Malfoy sandwich. I shook my head and tried to concentrate on what was happening around me.
"So, Potter? Is this your humble abode? I'm betting it is. Either yours or one of the Weasley's. I know they say silk curtains are all the style these days but you should know that their not supposed to be made by spiders. Speaking of which, you think with all the cobwebs and spiders in this house there wouldn't be a bug anywhere near this crumbling shack and yet I saw two cockroaches in less than a half an hour."
I tried to block him out and just looked at the middle of the table where a fresh plate of pancakes sat and beside them a stack of bacon. My stomach lurched and I knew no matter how delicious it looked one bite or even a strong whiff and I was going to be sick.
"Are you listening Potter?"
I looked up at Draco and saw a know it all smirk, "If my father is going to be staying in this place your going to have to do some cleaning."
Then suddenly an inquiring look filled his eyes, "Why is it that you are here? Why aren't you with the Weasel or the mud blood?"
"I've explained this to you already, Draco", said Lucius finally speaking up.
"I don't recall you mentioning Potter. You said that you and Uncle Severus were protecting someone you had rescued from the Dark Lords grasp and how you had shacked up with them and....."
Draco stopped and stared at me. Realization dawned across his features and his eyes grew large and he began to laugh, "You have got to joking!? Harry bloody Potter!? You and Uncle Severus have slept with Harry bloody Potter?! Oh, this is rich!"
He stood up and paced around the room laughing to himself in an almost insane way, "You slept with my rival!? Not just my rival but the virginal prince of Gryffindor! You and Uncle Sev had sex with him!"
He was pointing at me now and my stomach which was only slightly queasy, was beginning to get worse.
"Oh this is news! Wouldn't all of the wizarding world turn topsy turvy if it was known that perfect Harry Potter was a whore of Slytherin?"
"DRACO!"
Draco got quiet and that smarmy smile of his was replaced by an angry pout as his father's voice rang out.
"It will not get out and if it does I will know the source and the source will be dealt with severely. Do you understand me?"
"I don't see why you’re standing up for him! Next you'll tell me you and Uncle Sev are in love with him. Or even better, that he's in love with either of you."
I felt my eyes grow large and I turned looking from one to the other before I looked back down and tried fighting the bile that wanted to rise.
"You can't be bloody serious?! You’re both in love with Harry bloody Potter?!"
The silence that followed seemed to last forever and then I heard a snort of disgust, "Fine! Love who you will, but don't expect me to be in the wedding party."
With that Draco sat back down in his seat and looked me over. I had my arms wrapped around my stomach praying that the nausea would go away with all I had in me. I did not want to throw up in front of Sev and Lucius let alone Draco.
"Harry?"
I heard Lucius' voice and fought to ignore his questioning tone. If I opened my mouth to answer I just might get sick. I was feeling worse and I felt a cold sweat breakout across my forehead and along my neck. My palms were cold and clammy and my eyes began to water.
"Harry? Is something the matter? Is it the...baby?"
"Baby!? What baby? Oh...you have got to be joking! He's preggers? Harry Potter is shacked up with two slytherin's who used to be Death Eaters and he's preggers with a child belonging to one of you?"
"Harry?"
I heard the scrape of a chair and felt Lucius' hand feel my forehead before it began rubbing soothing circles along my back.
Another chair scraping the floor told me Sev was now coming over to investigate.
"So, Potter? Whose baby is it, my fathers or my Godfathers?"
I lifted my head to answer when I felt the bile rise and this time there was no fighting it. I leaned over and threw up all over the floor and Draco's shiny dress shoes.
"BLOODY HELL!"
I watched puke covered shoes move away from my line of sight and I would have laughed if I hadn't been in the middle of round two of puking. I felt my eyes watering and the trail of tears down my cheeks and I sat there throwing up all I had in me from what little I had eaten or drank last night before there was nothing left and even then I still continued to dry heave.
When it had finally stopped I was handed a moist rag which I wiped my mouth on and the hand that had given it took it back only to replace it with another one. I wiped my face and hands and closed my eyes. I felt a pair of strong arms reach around me, as they lifted me up. I leaned against that lean muscled chest and knew it was Lucius. I closed my eyes and tried to let the movement of his body lull me to sleep and not cause me to puke again.
I heard the door open and then felt myself lowered onto a bed that was too soft to be my own. I closed my eyes and had almost succeeded in falling asleep before I was awakened and offered a vial containing an amber liquid.
"Anti-nausea potion", the calm and worried voice of Sev said.
"Where's Luc?"
"He's downstairs helping Draco clean up, and giving my Godson a good talking to."
I nodded and felt the nausea slowly ease, "Can you wake me in time for lunch? I want to try and see if I can keep some food down."
I felt a warm palm cup my cheek and a soft grunt was my answer. The hand was taken away and a warm quilt soon covered my tired body before the soft foot falls on a carpeted floor could be heard and then a soft click of a door. I closed my eyes and as I felt the fluffy darkness of sleep pull me under I couldn't help but smile as the memory of me puking on Draco's fancy shoes kept playing in my head.
To Be Continued......
Wow. Thanks again for the support and I am trying to finish at least 2-3 more chapters before I head out on Thursday to Katsucon. Someone said their only complaint was that I wasn't fast enough at putting out chapters and that made me smile. That must mean everyone really enjoys the story. ^__^ It also made me laugh because with all the fan fiction I've ever written this one is probably going to be the longest and it's also the one that is being written the fastest. 3-4 chapters a week is good for me. You can ask people who have been reading my Gundam Wing fiction. I type out at least a chapter a month or one chapter every 3 months. Busy schedule. Plus energy is an issue. I work with K-5 as an academic tutor and there are days where I swear the kids suck the energy right out of me.
Also if anyone wants to be my Beta you can email me. My email is DaughtersOfDeath@aol.com.
Note from Author: Thank You for reading and supporting fan fiction~! Enjoy and please review~!
SPOILERS AHEAD~~!!!!!!! You have been warned~!!!!
Chapter 9: So here it is, another chance
I had wakened to the annoyed chatter of Draco Malfoy from downstairs. Apparently he had arrived. I heard his loud and obnoxious insults of the place that I now called home. I rolled over and tried to ignore him, which would have been easier if he wasn't so loud. I was already beginning to hate this day.
A loud knock on my door sounded before I heard the door knob rattle and then the door creaked open.
"Harry, Draco's here", I heard Sev call out.
"What was your first clue?"
I heard soft footfalls and the door close and then more soft footfalls on the wooden floor which creaked just as softly as though it was working with Sev in a quiet arrangement. I sighed and turned to face him. He stopped in front of me and sat on the side of the bed placing a large warm hand on my forehead.
"You’re feeling a little warm. Have you been having nausea again?"
"I threw up once last night and once this morning and I have been feeling a bit queasy off and on."
He looked at me closely and nodded, "It's probably nerves."
I almost wanted to add a 'no, really...' to that comment but I didn't. I was feeling a bit high strung this morning and I was betting only part of it was due to Draco being here. It was about time the mood swings started. My body was just beginning to go through part of the many changes it was supposed to.
It had only been four days since we had discovered Narcissa's death and only a day since her funeral and Lucius had informed Sev and I that Draco had agreed to come to Grimmauld place. Lucius had insisted on filling Draco in on as much as he could before he brought Draco to our humble abode and it seemed that the prince of Slytherin was less than happy or amused. I truly didn't care.
I slowly sat up and ran a hand through my disheveled hair. I felt a light tap on my shoulders and was glad to see a pair of glasses in Sev's hand. I smiled just a little as I took them mumbling my thanks. I had a nice new pair thanks in part to Mrs. Weasley and Hermione and the other part going to Lucius who insisted I have the best there was to buy. The man certainly knew how to throw money around, but then again I had to agree that these glasses were worth every sickle. I had dropped them four times already and not a scratch or break in them. Hermione went through great lengths to tell me that the optometrist they had bought them from used runes on all of his glasses that were scratch resistant charms and he had great warranties. All I know is that because of them I can now see better and my headaches have decreased.
After slipping my glasses on I looked around the room before turning to look at Sev, "I'm going to take a quick shower. See if you can stall Draco with breakfast before we start round one of wizarding tournament part two."
He blinked down at me, "Do you really think it'll be that bad?"
"Sev, you've seen how he's treated me since the first day of Hogwarts. I did something that no one has ever done before, I turned Draco Malfoy down and since then he has made my life as much of a living hell as possible, although I have had my share of enjoyment at his expense."
"How so?"
"Professor Moody...or the person who was pretending to be Professor Moody, turned Draco into a white ferret and proceeded to bounce him up and down. You should have seen it! It was bloody brilliant! Draco Malfoy the dancing white ferret."
"Seems rather rude. What did Draco do to deserve that?"
"Long story and one better told in his presence if he decides to continue his usual behavior towards me."
One corner of Sev's mouth quirked upwards in a smirk and he nodded, "You go take your shower and I shall go say hello to my godson."
I nodded and slid off the bed, black boxers and all and walked to my connecting bathroom.
I wonder if Sev and Lucius' rooms have such nice accommodations. I shrugged the thought to the back of my mind for now and closed the bathroom door. I stripped my boxers off and tossed them into the hamper and turned to look into a long standing mirror. I took a moment to explore my body. It had been a while since I had actually had the chance to do such a mundane thing as this.
I suppose it’s not mundane. It's good to check yourself over occasionally. I think this and yet I still feel very shy about looking at myself. I notice quite a few white and pink lines across my thighs and back and evening a few along my arms. Some are small and almost gone while others are longer and newer. I still bare the scars from the stab wounds given to me by Voldemort and I'm glad that I do. They will be reminders of what anger we have towards each other, what he’s capable of and that I must not fail in destroying him once and for all. I wouldn't want the same things to happen to my unborn child or anyone else I hold dear. Speaking of my bodily invader...I placed my hand above what was just beginning to become a noticeable bulge. My child is growing and soon others will be able to see.
"I must do something about Voldemort before you are born", I say to myself and my little one. I turned on the water and began what I knew would be a quick bath.
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I must have stared at all my clothes before finally picking out the black khakis, green turtle neck and black sweater over it. I played with my hair and after finally giving up on it I pushed my glasses up and gave myself one more once over before I padded down the stairs where I could hear the calm conversation in the kitchen. I sighed and closed my eyes upon stopping at the last step before I opened them and stepped down and began my walk past the living room. I felt very much like a dead man walking along the green mile.
I found myself at the entrance of the kitchen and just as suddenly I found my feet moving into the room. Conversation ended and the familiar ebony and silver eyes of Sev and Lucius looked up at me in greeting and it was then that the person whose back was to me and the doorway turned to face me. It was one of those odd moments where time seems to stop and everyone in the room holds their breath.
He looked me up and down before grinning one of his snide grins, "Well if it isn't Potter."
"Draco", was all I said as I walked past him to sit in the only available seat at the small table, right next to him. I had Lucius on the other side and even with the tense atmosphere I couldn't help but crack a smile. I was in the middle of two blondes. I was in a reverse Oreo. I was in a Malfoy sandwich. I shook my head and tried to concentrate on what was happening around me.
"So, Potter? Is this your humble abode? I'm betting it is. Either yours or one of the Weasley's. I know they say silk curtains are all the style these days but you should know that their not supposed to be made by spiders. Speaking of which, you think with all the cobwebs and spiders in this house there wouldn't be a bug anywhere near this crumbling shack and yet I saw two cockroaches in less than a half an hour."
I tried to block him out and just looked at the middle of the table where a fresh plate of pancakes sat and beside them a stack of bacon. My stomach lurched and I knew no matter how delicious it looked one bite or even a strong whiff and I was going to be sick.
"Are you listening Potter?"
I looked up at Draco and saw a know it all smirk, "If my father is going to be staying in this place your going to have to do some cleaning."
Then suddenly an inquiring look filled his eyes, "Why is it that you are here? Why aren't you with the Weasel or the mud blood?"
"I've explained this to you already, Draco", said Lucius finally speaking up.
"I don't recall you mentioning Potter. You said that you and Uncle Severus were protecting someone you had rescued from the Dark Lords grasp and how you had shacked up with them and....."
Draco stopped and stared at me. Realization dawned across his features and his eyes grew large and he began to laugh, "You have got to joking!? Harry bloody Potter!? You and Uncle Severus have slept with Harry bloody Potter?! Oh, this is rich!"
He stood up and paced around the room laughing to himself in an almost insane way, "You slept with my rival!? Not just my rival but the virginal prince of Gryffindor! You and Uncle Sev had sex with him!"
He was pointing at me now and my stomach which was only slightly queasy, was beginning to get worse.
"Oh this is news! Wouldn't all of the wizarding world turn topsy turvy if it was known that perfect Harry Potter was a whore of Slytherin?"
"DRACO!"
Draco got quiet and that smarmy smile of his was replaced by an angry pout as his father's voice rang out.
"It will not get out and if it does I will know the source and the source will be dealt with severely. Do you understand me?"
"I don't see why you’re standing up for him! Next you'll tell me you and Uncle Sev are in love with him. Or even better, that he's in love with either of you."
I felt my eyes grow large and I turned looking from one to the other before I looked back down and tried fighting the bile that wanted to rise.
"You can't be bloody serious?! You’re both in love with Harry bloody Potter?!"
The silence that followed seemed to last forever and then I heard a snort of disgust, "Fine! Love who you will, but don't expect me to be in the wedding party."
With that Draco sat back down in his seat and looked me over. I had my arms wrapped around my stomach praying that the nausea would go away with all I had in me. I did not want to throw up in front of Sev and Lucius let alone Draco.
"Harry?"
I heard Lucius' voice and fought to ignore his questioning tone. If I opened my mouth to answer I just might get sick. I was feeling worse and I felt a cold sweat breakout across my forehead and along my neck. My palms were cold and clammy and my eyes began to water.
"Harry? Is something the matter? Is it the...baby?"
"Baby!? What baby? Oh...you have got to be joking! He's preggers? Harry Potter is shacked up with two slytherin's who used to be Death Eaters and he's preggers with a child belonging to one of you?"
"Harry?"
I heard the scrape of a chair and felt Lucius' hand feel my forehead before it began rubbing soothing circles along my back.
Another chair scraping the floor told me Sev was now coming over to investigate.
"So, Potter? Whose baby is it, my fathers or my Godfathers?"
I lifted my head to answer when I felt the bile rise and this time there was no fighting it. I leaned over and threw up all over the floor and Draco's shiny dress shoes.
"BLOODY HELL!"
I watched puke covered shoes move away from my line of sight and I would have laughed if I hadn't been in the middle of round two of puking. I felt my eyes watering and the trail of tears down my cheeks and I sat there throwing up all I had in me from what little I had eaten or drank last night before there was nothing left and even then I still continued to dry heave.
When it had finally stopped I was handed a moist rag which I wiped my mouth on and the hand that had given it took it back only to replace it with another one. I wiped my face and hands and closed my eyes. I felt a pair of strong arms reach around me, as they lifted me up. I leaned against that lean muscled chest and knew it was Lucius. I closed my eyes and tried to let the movement of his body lull me to sleep and not cause me to puke again.
I heard the door open and then felt myself lowered onto a bed that was too soft to be my own. I closed my eyes and had almost succeeded in falling asleep before I was awakened and offered a vial containing an amber liquid.
"Anti-nausea potion", the calm and worried voice of Sev said.
"Where's Luc?"
"He's downstairs helping Draco clean up, and giving my Godson a good talking to."
I nodded and felt the nausea slowly ease, "Can you wake me in time for lunch? I want to try and see if I can keep some food down."
I felt a warm palm cup my cheek and a soft grunt was my answer. The hand was taken away and a warm quilt soon covered my tired body before the soft foot falls on a carpeted floor could be heard and then a soft click of a door. I closed my eyes and as I felt the fluffy darkness of sleep pull me under I couldn't help but smile as the memory of me puking on Draco's fancy shoes kept playing in my head.
To Be Continued......
Wow. Thanks again for the support and I am trying to finish at least 2-3 more chapters before I head out on Thursday to Katsucon. Someone said their only complaint was that I wasn't fast enough at putting out chapters and that made me smile. That must mean everyone really enjoys the story. ^__^ It also made me laugh because with all the fan fiction I've ever written this one is probably going to be the longest and it's also the one that is being written the fastest. 3-4 chapters a week is good for me. You can ask people who have been reading my Gundam Wing fiction. I type out at least a chapter a month or one chapter every 3 months. Busy schedule. Plus energy is an issue. I work with K-5 as an academic tutor and there are days where I swear the kids suck the energy right out of me.
Also if anyone wants to be my Beta you can email me. My email is DaughtersOfDeath@aol.com.