Harry Potter - Series Fan Fiction ❯ Lucid Consequences ❯ Chapter 19: Commanding in another world ( Chapter 19 )
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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: 3.5K | Visits: 441 | Status: Completed
Non Anime: Harry Potter - Series Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Hentai / Romance | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 02.28.2008 | Pages: 2 | Words: 3.5K | Visits: 441 | 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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SPOILERS AHEAD~~!!!!!!! You have been warned~!!!!
Chapter 19: Commanding in another world
"Let's get him out of here, boys. He needs to be in a place a lot cleaner than this and he needs a really good pain relieving potion."
"Here, here!"
I heard a stifled laugh in my neck and smiled. I watched as he backed away and then felt my body being sat up. I watched as Lucius draped my kimono over my shoulders and then lifted me up gently into his arms. I threaded my hands around his neck and held on with a death grip.
"Let's go", said Sev as he and the others led the way out. Poppy followed behind Lucius, my son in her arms.
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I would have fallen asleep against Lucius' chest if the pain hadn't gotten worse. It seems my adrenaline rush had finally worn off and I was now feeling every ache and pain there was in my body. What was even odder was the fact that my chest ached. It was quite embarrassing and what was worse was that every time my son cried it ached more. I was betting I was also one of the few hermaphrodites who could breast feed their children. I felt a pull at the center of my stomach and knew that we were port keying. I felt Lucius touch the floor and opened my eyes to look around me and saw the familiar setting of Grimmauld place. I could have cried and truth was I was about to. I saw the living room vanish and suddenly we were in our bedroom with the lush and comfortable bed that seemed to be beckoning me.
As Lucius set me on the bed I could feel the stickiness that clung to my inner thighs and I wanted nothing more than a nice hot bath, but I had a feeling that was out of the question. I felt exhausted, dirty, drained and sore and I was so confused and befuddled inside. Part of me wanted nothing more than to pull up the covers and drift into a nice deep sleep and yet the rest of me wanted to see my son, I wanted him near, near enough to touch and hold. I heard Lucius digging through the closet and then saw him return with a clean pair of boxers and an old black T. Shirt. He set them both on the bed and then went into the bathroom. I heard water running and after a few minutes he came in and removed my soiled clothes. I heard him make a surprised noise and when I looked down between my thighs I could see the splashes of red.
"I think it’s supposed to be natural..."
He nodded and with a warm wash rag began to give me a gentle sponge bath. I was a mess and I felt horrible having Lucius help me with such an embarrassing and disgusting job. He must have sensed my apprehension because once he had finished he stood up and kissed me on my forehead before leaving the room to dispose of the rags in our bathroom. He returned and helped me into the shirt and stared at me for a few minutes for folding up a towel and helping me to place it between my thighs. Apparently the bleeding hadn't stopped; I suppose I would have to ask Poppy about that.
He helped me slip my boxers on and no sooner had I once again been settled in bed and Lucius had begun to pull the blankets over my lower body, the bedroom door opened and Poppy entered with my son in her arms and Sev trailing behind her wheeling in the bassinette I had yet to finish putting together before our trip to Japan. It was as traditional as it could get. Apparently it had been passed down through the Malfoy's for generations. It was a cherry oak cradle shaped bassinette with many soft and pillowy comforters inside of it to prevent the little one from harming himself. Most of the blankets and pillows inside of it had tiny lions and griffins in a small deformed style I had heard the Japanese call "chibi". I had personally picked them out, as well as the plush griffin inside the bassinette.
Poppy walked over to Lucius and carefully passed him his son for what I believe was his first time holding him. Lucius cradled him gently and I watched with a sense of happiness and completeness that I hadn't felt until Poppy had brought him into the room.
"It looks like Lucius has taken care of you so I'm going to have you feed your son, who I hate to mention, you have yet to name."
I stared at her and as Lucius sat down carefully on the edge of the bed I turned my attention to the small and now yellow blanket wrapped clean new born with his stormy gray eyes and wild tufts of black hair. I thought about the many names I had looked at and discussed with Sev and Lucius and now that my son was here it was only fair to choose a name suited to him.
"Ciaran Branden Malfoy."
Poppy smiled and took out a piece of parchment and quill and copied it down, "A fine name indeed."
I smiled and watched my little Ciaran nuzzle against Lucius' chest in search of something to fill his empty belly. I chuckled and held my arms out. Lucius smiled and gently passed him to me. It felt odd to be in a room with my lovers and my nurse as I lifted my shirt and pressed my led my son to my swollen and aching nipple. He latched on without an ounce of thought and I was more than amazed to feel the sensation of liquid exiting my body through that area. Ciaran seemed rather happy to be feeding and so I forgot the surreal ness of it all and just went with the flow. If god gives you lemons, make lemonade. If god made a hermaphrodite who's able to produce milk then why let it go to waste? Weirder things have happened.
"I'm glad to see you aren't squeamish about breast feeding", said Poppy as she stood up to look over a set of vials Sev had placed on the dresser beside our bed.
"Many wizards refuse to and it’s so important. It lets you bond with your newborn as well as providing colostrums and other important antibodies that are important for healthy developing baby."
I almost told her my lemonade theory but instead I just smiled and nodded. I was getting tired and it seemed Ciaran was as well. When he had stopped nursing, I gently lifted him and patted him on his back and almost wanted to cry out with happiness as he burped his first burp. I wiped his mouth and lowered my shirt, cursing the fact that my chest was still dribbling. I sighed and chose to ignore it. I looked down at my son and saw those stormy eyes blink sleepily up at me and I felt whole. I laid him in my chest and watched the rise and fall of his chest and reveled in the fact that I had carried this beautiful new human being inside of me for nine months.
He had ten tiny toes and ten tiny fingers. He was as healthy a child as any other and I knew that I would do anything to protect him, just like in my dream. I knew he was the boy in my dream and I had a feeling that the girl was mine as well. I had no idea what I was in store for me and my family, but I knew that I was not going to let any harm befall them.
I felt my eyes closing and then a soft tap on my shoulder woke me.
"I'll put him to bed in his bassinette", said Sev and I nodded and allowed him to pick up Ciaran and place him in the bassinette, which was less than four feet away.
"Here Harry...drink these", said Poppy as she handed me a bottle of potion that I downed as quickly as possible. She handed me another and I did the same before I lay back amongst the pillows and fought to keep my eyes open. I was almost afraid to close them for fear of waking up and finding it all a dream but sleep won out and I felt myself drift into the first dreamless sleep I had had in months.
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I heard the murmuring and hushed whispers as I opened my eyes. I saw that my room was dim and relatively quiet as I attempted to sit up and wished I hadn't. Yeah...a pain potion would be my first drink of the day if I had any say in it.
I leaned over the bed and felt for the dresser, upon finding it my hand bumbled over its surface until I grasped the familiar frames of my glasses. I picked them up and opened the frames, slipping them on my face. I looked around the room and saw the bassinette sitting near the bed. I scooted slowly and tried not to hiss with each minor stab of pain as I finally neared the edge of the bed. I slid my legs over the side and looked into the bassinette where my newborn son lay with blue gray eyes wide open and his fingers and toes stretching here and there with his little fingers bending and moving in all directions. I smiled down at him and as if he sensed my presence he looked up at me with those beautiful eyes. I carefully leaned over and picked him up cradling him to my bosom.
He turned his body towards my chest and tried to nuzzle in. I felt my chest tingle and nipples grow hard as if my body knew what he needed and prepared to feed him. I lifted my shirt and guided him to my chest. He latched on like a pro, yet another thing I was betting he inherited from his father. He fed quite voraciously and then I switched nipples so that I could even them out. He accepted the change with no fuss and I wondered if I had been blessed with a calm and non-fussy child.
Outside my door I could still hear the whispers and hushed conversation. I could recognize most of the voices out there as I eavesdropped while feeding my son.
"So, was Akiha taken care of Nee-san?"
"Of course! Never would I allow such a backstabbing warlock on my lands. He thought I was ignorant of his ways and evidentially thought me to be one who would go through the proper channels after what he had done", said a very angry sounding Amaya.
"How are Kei and Masa", asked Lucius' voice.
"They seem to be okay now. Both men are still dealing with what happened and I think they are being harder on themselves than I was on them. It's not their faults that Akiha's men didn't play fair and used the imperius curse. It could have been worse. If Akiha had had more balls then he would have killed them instead of using the imperius. They want news of 'Harri-sama's' well being ASAP. I believe your Harry has won over my entire staff and most of the people the area while he was visiting."
"So what will happen to Akiha", asked Severus.
"We have our version of Azkaban and he will be enjoying a nice long sentence there. I have many friends in high places that will make sure he lives to regret his decisions. I was surprised at how accurate your potions are Severus. I didn't expect Akiha to cave that soon", Amaya said quite amused.
"You doubt my talents Onee-san?"
I heard her bell like laugh and smiled.
"How did you know where to find Harry", asked Mrs. Weasley.
"You just have to know 'his' favorite places. He has always been overly cocky and full of himself", said Lucius.
"Says one cocky man about another", said Amaya in a sing songy voice.
"It's true. It's just unfortunate that Lucius and I had to give ourselves away", said Sev.
"I'd rather risk my own well being than that of Harry or either of my sons; Draco or Ciaran."
I felt a fear I had never felt before fill me along with a new type of despair.
Lucius and Sev's covers had been blown, because of me and my stupidity and selfishness. I have put my lovers in danger. I was already in danger and my child as well but when they were out of harms way I still had a chance as well as my son. I had people I loved and cared for. I have a family. I can't lose them. I can't! I have just gained what had been lost and to lose it would kill me inside. I felt my eyes grow hot and I struggled to keep the oncoming tears from falling.
I failed miserably as I allowed the tears to fall hot from my eyes and cool as they rolled down my cheeks and chin. I made no attempt to wipe them away. I just sat there with Ciaran pressed against my chest and cried silently for all my idiotic mistakes and somehow my list of reasons for crying just grew.
I hadn't heard the door open or the foot steps, but they must have made a sound. I did however feel the gentle hand that touched my knee and then the soft an unsure call of my name by a feminine voice.
"Harry? Harry dear? What's wrong?"
I looked up and saw Mrs. Weasley looking at me worriedly.
"I'll be okay", I managed to say between sniffles.
She held her hand out and I handed her Ciaran so that I could wipe my eyes and try to get myself together. I heard the bedroom door open and heard muffled conversations and a very upset Mrs. Weasley telling others to "shoo" before she re-entered, closing the door behind her. She went into the bathroom and I saw her grab a wash rag, wetting it under the sink and grabbing a dry one before she came over and sat by me. She took the wet towel and gently wiped my eyes and cheeks before she handed me the dry one. I looked down at my chest and blushed as I saw the wet spots on my T-shirt. This whole breast feeding thing was way trickier than it looked and a hell of lot more embarrassing.
"Care to talk to me about it?”
I looked at her and felt a little silly for my crying.
"Okay...your silence tells me just about everything I need to know. I'm betting you overheard part if not most of the conversation the others were so rudely having in the hall and I knowing you as I do my dear, you probably took to heart everything said and decided to solely shoulder the responsibility and blame on your already overcrowded shoulders. Am I right?"
I salute anyone who can pull the wool over Molly's eyes. This woman should be named wizarding mother of the year. Not only does she manage to raise seven children of her own but she even took in the child who comes with the most burdens.
"Yes, Ma'am. Well...partly. I think part of it is due to hormones."
She chuckled and pulled me into a tight embrace, "My dear Harry. Let me explain a thing or two to you."
I returned the hug awkwardly and stayed in her warm embrace.
"I have known Severus and Lucius for what seems like forever and never have I seen them genuinely happy. You can chuck it up to a million reasons and you could cast aside yourself as one of them, but everyone around you knows the truth. We all know that there is something about you, something that makes people smile and contemplate what they have and just how much they have."
"You have given Sev hope and love, something I doubted that he'd ever find. Did you know he was in love with your mother? Yes, he was and that look is the exact look everyone else had at the thought of them together. Sev had never heard a kind word form anyone other than her and Dumbledore and yet here you were a boy who is half his age and yet has a heart twice the size. A boy who is the son of his enemy and the woman he loved and amazingly the boy who could love a man that everyone else hated, despised and distrusted. Not only Sev! You got to Lucius as well. I have never seen Lucius pay attention to Draco the way he does your son. Sev too looks at Ciaran as though he were a gift from God."
"I'd like give to give Sev an heir as well."
She chuckled at me, "I hear from Lucius that I have competition."
I felt my ears turn red, "He told you that!?"
"That he did."
"That's it! As soon as I'm able, he is so...cut off."
She laughed and rubbed my back, "So I said all that to say this, don’t shoulder the responsibility and don't worry for those around you. We're capable and able and we will help. I won't allow you to lose any of the people you hold dear."
"That goes for you as well, Ms. Weasley."
She leaned over and kissed me atop my forehead, "Now dearie, do you think you can handle company? Hermione, Ron and a few others are desperate to see you."
I smiled and looked down at myself, "I suppose I'm up to it. I'll be glad to have a bath."
"Give it another day or so. I heard Sev and Poppy talking about your potions and they plan on giving you a bit of healing draught as well as your pain killing potion. You should be almost as good as new in two days time, give or take a few days."
"As always, you are the bearer of great news."
"Now, shall I fetch you some clean clothes and send Lucius or Sev up with your potions and to help you freshen up?"
"If you don't mind."
With that she wandered through my drawers quickly and gathered clothes for me before leaving the room and leaving me with some peace of mind a small amount of weight lifted from my shoulders.
To Be Continued.....
Sorry~! I didn't mean to take so long. I got sick, AGAIN (working with K-5 is like bathing in germs).
I also decided to get my fourth hole in my ears. Bad idea. I listen to music when writing and it’s a little painful to wear headphones when my ears are throbbing. I recommend staying away from the cartilage part of your ears. Ow...... I think the piercing gun shattered my cartilage in my left ear.
So...yeah excuses over with. ^__^9
I am getting to all the questions everyone has asked. I am trying to get to everything in this story and so far I'm doing okay. As to the question/curiosity over how Harry was rescued...it was sort of resolved a little this chapter and will be even more resolved within the next chapter or so.
Kat >^_^<
Note from Author: Thank You for reading and supporting fan fiction~! Enjoy and please review~!
SPOILERS AHEAD~~!!!!!!! You have been warned~!!!!
Chapter 19: Commanding in another world
"Let's get him out of here, boys. He needs to be in a place a lot cleaner than this and he needs a really good pain relieving potion."
"Here, here!"
I heard a stifled laugh in my neck and smiled. I watched as he backed away and then felt my body being sat up. I watched as Lucius draped my kimono over my shoulders and then lifted me up gently into his arms. I threaded my hands around his neck and held on with a death grip.
"Let's go", said Sev as he and the others led the way out. Poppy followed behind Lucius, my son in her arms.
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I would have fallen asleep against Lucius' chest if the pain hadn't gotten worse. It seems my adrenaline rush had finally worn off and I was now feeling every ache and pain there was in my body. What was even odder was the fact that my chest ached. It was quite embarrassing and what was worse was that every time my son cried it ached more. I was betting I was also one of the few hermaphrodites who could breast feed their children. I felt a pull at the center of my stomach and knew that we were port keying. I felt Lucius touch the floor and opened my eyes to look around me and saw the familiar setting of Grimmauld place. I could have cried and truth was I was about to. I saw the living room vanish and suddenly we were in our bedroom with the lush and comfortable bed that seemed to be beckoning me.
As Lucius set me on the bed I could feel the stickiness that clung to my inner thighs and I wanted nothing more than a nice hot bath, but I had a feeling that was out of the question. I felt exhausted, dirty, drained and sore and I was so confused and befuddled inside. Part of me wanted nothing more than to pull up the covers and drift into a nice deep sleep and yet the rest of me wanted to see my son, I wanted him near, near enough to touch and hold. I heard Lucius digging through the closet and then saw him return with a clean pair of boxers and an old black T. Shirt. He set them both on the bed and then went into the bathroom. I heard water running and after a few minutes he came in and removed my soiled clothes. I heard him make a surprised noise and when I looked down between my thighs I could see the splashes of red.
"I think it’s supposed to be natural..."
He nodded and with a warm wash rag began to give me a gentle sponge bath. I was a mess and I felt horrible having Lucius help me with such an embarrassing and disgusting job. He must have sensed my apprehension because once he had finished he stood up and kissed me on my forehead before leaving the room to dispose of the rags in our bathroom. He returned and helped me into the shirt and stared at me for a few minutes for folding up a towel and helping me to place it between my thighs. Apparently the bleeding hadn't stopped; I suppose I would have to ask Poppy about that.
He helped me slip my boxers on and no sooner had I once again been settled in bed and Lucius had begun to pull the blankets over my lower body, the bedroom door opened and Poppy entered with my son in her arms and Sev trailing behind her wheeling in the bassinette I had yet to finish putting together before our trip to Japan. It was as traditional as it could get. Apparently it had been passed down through the Malfoy's for generations. It was a cherry oak cradle shaped bassinette with many soft and pillowy comforters inside of it to prevent the little one from harming himself. Most of the blankets and pillows inside of it had tiny lions and griffins in a small deformed style I had heard the Japanese call "chibi". I had personally picked them out, as well as the plush griffin inside the bassinette.
Poppy walked over to Lucius and carefully passed him his son for what I believe was his first time holding him. Lucius cradled him gently and I watched with a sense of happiness and completeness that I hadn't felt until Poppy had brought him into the room.
"It looks like Lucius has taken care of you so I'm going to have you feed your son, who I hate to mention, you have yet to name."
I stared at her and as Lucius sat down carefully on the edge of the bed I turned my attention to the small and now yellow blanket wrapped clean new born with his stormy gray eyes and wild tufts of black hair. I thought about the many names I had looked at and discussed with Sev and Lucius and now that my son was here it was only fair to choose a name suited to him.
"Ciaran Branden Malfoy."
Poppy smiled and took out a piece of parchment and quill and copied it down, "A fine name indeed."
I smiled and watched my little Ciaran nuzzle against Lucius' chest in search of something to fill his empty belly. I chuckled and held my arms out. Lucius smiled and gently passed him to me. It felt odd to be in a room with my lovers and my nurse as I lifted my shirt and pressed my led my son to my swollen and aching nipple. He latched on without an ounce of thought and I was more than amazed to feel the sensation of liquid exiting my body through that area. Ciaran seemed rather happy to be feeding and so I forgot the surreal ness of it all and just went with the flow. If god gives you lemons, make lemonade. If god made a hermaphrodite who's able to produce milk then why let it go to waste? Weirder things have happened.
"I'm glad to see you aren't squeamish about breast feeding", said Poppy as she stood up to look over a set of vials Sev had placed on the dresser beside our bed.
"Many wizards refuse to and it’s so important. It lets you bond with your newborn as well as providing colostrums and other important antibodies that are important for healthy developing baby."
I almost told her my lemonade theory but instead I just smiled and nodded. I was getting tired and it seemed Ciaran was as well. When he had stopped nursing, I gently lifted him and patted him on his back and almost wanted to cry out with happiness as he burped his first burp. I wiped his mouth and lowered my shirt, cursing the fact that my chest was still dribbling. I sighed and chose to ignore it. I looked down at my son and saw those stormy eyes blink sleepily up at me and I felt whole. I laid him in my chest and watched the rise and fall of his chest and reveled in the fact that I had carried this beautiful new human being inside of me for nine months.
He had ten tiny toes and ten tiny fingers. He was as healthy a child as any other and I knew that I would do anything to protect him, just like in my dream. I knew he was the boy in my dream and I had a feeling that the girl was mine as well. I had no idea what I was in store for me and my family, but I knew that I was not going to let any harm befall them.
I felt my eyes closing and then a soft tap on my shoulder woke me.
"I'll put him to bed in his bassinette", said Sev and I nodded and allowed him to pick up Ciaran and place him in the bassinette, which was less than four feet away.
"Here Harry...drink these", said Poppy as she handed me a bottle of potion that I downed as quickly as possible. She handed me another and I did the same before I lay back amongst the pillows and fought to keep my eyes open. I was almost afraid to close them for fear of waking up and finding it all a dream but sleep won out and I felt myself drift into the first dreamless sleep I had had in months.
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I heard the murmuring and hushed whispers as I opened my eyes. I saw that my room was dim and relatively quiet as I attempted to sit up and wished I hadn't. Yeah...a pain potion would be my first drink of the day if I had any say in it.
I leaned over the bed and felt for the dresser, upon finding it my hand bumbled over its surface until I grasped the familiar frames of my glasses. I picked them up and opened the frames, slipping them on my face. I looked around the room and saw the bassinette sitting near the bed. I scooted slowly and tried not to hiss with each minor stab of pain as I finally neared the edge of the bed. I slid my legs over the side and looked into the bassinette where my newborn son lay with blue gray eyes wide open and his fingers and toes stretching here and there with his little fingers bending and moving in all directions. I smiled down at him and as if he sensed my presence he looked up at me with those beautiful eyes. I carefully leaned over and picked him up cradling him to my bosom.
He turned his body towards my chest and tried to nuzzle in. I felt my chest tingle and nipples grow hard as if my body knew what he needed and prepared to feed him. I lifted my shirt and guided him to my chest. He latched on like a pro, yet another thing I was betting he inherited from his father. He fed quite voraciously and then I switched nipples so that I could even them out. He accepted the change with no fuss and I wondered if I had been blessed with a calm and non-fussy child.
Outside my door I could still hear the whispers and hushed conversation. I could recognize most of the voices out there as I eavesdropped while feeding my son.
"So, was Akiha taken care of Nee-san?"
"Of course! Never would I allow such a backstabbing warlock on my lands. He thought I was ignorant of his ways and evidentially thought me to be one who would go through the proper channels after what he had done", said a very angry sounding Amaya.
"How are Kei and Masa", asked Lucius' voice.
"They seem to be okay now. Both men are still dealing with what happened and I think they are being harder on themselves than I was on them. It's not their faults that Akiha's men didn't play fair and used the imperius curse. It could have been worse. If Akiha had had more balls then he would have killed them instead of using the imperius. They want news of 'Harri-sama's' well being ASAP. I believe your Harry has won over my entire staff and most of the people the area while he was visiting."
"So what will happen to Akiha", asked Severus.
"We have our version of Azkaban and he will be enjoying a nice long sentence there. I have many friends in high places that will make sure he lives to regret his decisions. I was surprised at how accurate your potions are Severus. I didn't expect Akiha to cave that soon", Amaya said quite amused.
"You doubt my talents Onee-san?"
I heard her bell like laugh and smiled.
"How did you know where to find Harry", asked Mrs. Weasley.
"You just have to know 'his' favorite places. He has always been overly cocky and full of himself", said Lucius.
"Says one cocky man about another", said Amaya in a sing songy voice.
"It's true. It's just unfortunate that Lucius and I had to give ourselves away", said Sev.
"I'd rather risk my own well being than that of Harry or either of my sons; Draco or Ciaran."
I felt a fear I had never felt before fill me along with a new type of despair.
Lucius and Sev's covers had been blown, because of me and my stupidity and selfishness. I have put my lovers in danger. I was already in danger and my child as well but when they were out of harms way I still had a chance as well as my son. I had people I loved and cared for. I have a family. I can't lose them. I can't! I have just gained what had been lost and to lose it would kill me inside. I felt my eyes grow hot and I struggled to keep the oncoming tears from falling.
I failed miserably as I allowed the tears to fall hot from my eyes and cool as they rolled down my cheeks and chin. I made no attempt to wipe them away. I just sat there with Ciaran pressed against my chest and cried silently for all my idiotic mistakes and somehow my list of reasons for crying just grew.
I hadn't heard the door open or the foot steps, but they must have made a sound. I did however feel the gentle hand that touched my knee and then the soft an unsure call of my name by a feminine voice.
"Harry? Harry dear? What's wrong?"
I looked up and saw Mrs. Weasley looking at me worriedly.
"I'll be okay", I managed to say between sniffles.
She held her hand out and I handed her Ciaran so that I could wipe my eyes and try to get myself together. I heard the bedroom door open and heard muffled conversations and a very upset Mrs. Weasley telling others to "shoo" before she re-entered, closing the door behind her. She went into the bathroom and I saw her grab a wash rag, wetting it under the sink and grabbing a dry one before she came over and sat by me. She took the wet towel and gently wiped my eyes and cheeks before she handed me the dry one. I looked down at my chest and blushed as I saw the wet spots on my T-shirt. This whole breast feeding thing was way trickier than it looked and a hell of lot more embarrassing.
"Care to talk to me about it?”
I looked at her and felt a little silly for my crying.
"Okay...your silence tells me just about everything I need to know. I'm betting you overheard part if not most of the conversation the others were so rudely having in the hall and I knowing you as I do my dear, you probably took to heart everything said and decided to solely shoulder the responsibility and blame on your already overcrowded shoulders. Am I right?"
I salute anyone who can pull the wool over Molly's eyes. This woman should be named wizarding mother of the year. Not only does she manage to raise seven children of her own but she even took in the child who comes with the most burdens.
"Yes, Ma'am. Well...partly. I think part of it is due to hormones."
She chuckled and pulled me into a tight embrace, "My dear Harry. Let me explain a thing or two to you."
I returned the hug awkwardly and stayed in her warm embrace.
"I have known Severus and Lucius for what seems like forever and never have I seen them genuinely happy. You can chuck it up to a million reasons and you could cast aside yourself as one of them, but everyone around you knows the truth. We all know that there is something about you, something that makes people smile and contemplate what they have and just how much they have."
"You have given Sev hope and love, something I doubted that he'd ever find. Did you know he was in love with your mother? Yes, he was and that look is the exact look everyone else had at the thought of them together. Sev had never heard a kind word form anyone other than her and Dumbledore and yet here you were a boy who is half his age and yet has a heart twice the size. A boy who is the son of his enemy and the woman he loved and amazingly the boy who could love a man that everyone else hated, despised and distrusted. Not only Sev! You got to Lucius as well. I have never seen Lucius pay attention to Draco the way he does your son. Sev too looks at Ciaran as though he were a gift from God."
"I'd like give to give Sev an heir as well."
She chuckled at me, "I hear from Lucius that I have competition."
I felt my ears turn red, "He told you that!?"
"That he did."
"That's it! As soon as I'm able, he is so...cut off."
She laughed and rubbed my back, "So I said all that to say this, don’t shoulder the responsibility and don't worry for those around you. We're capable and able and we will help. I won't allow you to lose any of the people you hold dear."
"That goes for you as well, Ms. Weasley."
She leaned over and kissed me atop my forehead, "Now dearie, do you think you can handle company? Hermione, Ron and a few others are desperate to see you."
I smiled and looked down at myself, "I suppose I'm up to it. I'll be glad to have a bath."
"Give it another day or so. I heard Sev and Poppy talking about your potions and they plan on giving you a bit of healing draught as well as your pain killing potion. You should be almost as good as new in two days time, give or take a few days."
"As always, you are the bearer of great news."
"Now, shall I fetch you some clean clothes and send Lucius or Sev up with your potions and to help you freshen up?"
"If you don't mind."
With that she wandered through my drawers quickly and gathered clothes for me before leaving the room and leaving me with some peace of mind a small amount of weight lifted from my shoulders.
To Be Continued.....
Sorry~! I didn't mean to take so long. I got sick, AGAIN (working with K-5 is like bathing in germs).
I also decided to get my fourth hole in my ears. Bad idea. I listen to music when writing and it’s a little painful to wear headphones when my ears are throbbing. I recommend staying away from the cartilage part of your ears. Ow...... I think the piercing gun shattered my cartilage in my left ear.
So...yeah excuses over with. ^__^9
I am getting to all the questions everyone has asked. I am trying to get to everything in this story and so far I'm doing okay. As to the question/curiosity over how Harry was rescued...it was sort of resolved a little this chapter and will be even more resolved within the next chapter or so.
Kat >^_^<