Chapter 4 Memories
Harry and Hermione appeared with a pop in the sitting room of 12 Grimmauld Place. Remus and Sirius were talking softly with Tonks and all three turned to see Harry stumble away from Hermione clutching his stomach. 'Easy, apparating can be hard,' Tonks said sympathetically. She steered Harry to sofa and sat him down. 'Hermione, get him some water.' Hermione nodded and disappeared into the kitchen. 'Is it true?' Sirius demanded, roudning on his godson. 'Sirius, not now,' Remus tried. 'I need to know,' Sirius continued and looked at Harry. Harry sighed and rubbed his eyes. 'Yes, Sirius, I'm pregnant.' The man fell to sit as Hermione came back. She sat beside Harry and helped him drink before taking the glass. 'How the hell did this happen?' Sirius demanded. 'Um... I had sex,' Harry said. 'Isn't that obvious?' Sirius glared at him. 'You were supposed to be marrying Ginny, not sleeping around with men!' 'Man, one man,' Harry growled. 'My first time, Sirius.' The Animagus' eyes softened. 'Your first time?' Harry nodded weakly. 'When?' 'The Ministry party on my birthday. I had a bit to drink and...' he sighed. 'It just happened.' 'Ever heard of the contraceptive charm?' Remus queried. 'No, actually, not until that night,' Harry said. 'We were... well... it was too late.' Sirius groaned and covered his ears. 'Don't worry, I won't tell you the details,' Harry mumbled. 'Who's that father?' Remus asked. Both Tonks and Hermione shot him glares and the werewolf said, 'What?' 'Harry will tell us when he's ready,' Hermione said. 'Right now he needs rest. So come on, bed.' Harry thanked her and told everyone good night... or good afternoon, whatever. He allowed Hermione to lead him upstairs to his room. Each step seemed harder then the last and Hermione was practically carrying him by the end. The full weight of the day settled on the teenager and he groaned. 'Easy,' Hermione said and helped Harry undress. She pushed him into bed in his boxers and pulled the covers up. 'I'll stay the night and explain what happened,' she told her best friend. 'You just rest.' 'Thanks... 'Mione,' Harry mumbled groggily. 'Dunno what I'd do... do without...' 'Shh,' Hermione said and pulled his glasses on. By the time she'd put them on the dresser, Harry was snoring. Hermione sighed and said, 'Oh, Harry,' before standing and leaving the room.
{oOo} 'Well, well, well, Mr Potter.' Harry scowled and turned to look at the blonde. 'What do you want?' Lucius Malfoy raised an eyebrow. 'Is that anyway to greet a fine citizen?' 'No, but you're not a fine citizen,' Harry growled. The Malfoy patriarch sat himself down in the seat next to Harry's. He was extremely close and Harry could smell his cologne; it was amazingly delicious and Harry breathed in deeply. 'And what, pray tell, has got our young Saviour's knickers in a twist?' Harry blinked. 'What?' Lucius rolled his eyes. 'What's up your arse, Potter?' Harry jumped, having never heard Lucius that... casual, before. Lucius smirked as the teenager said, 'I just... these functions, they drive me up the wall.'p 'You too?' When Harry stared at him, Lucius said, 'They are tedious, aren't they?' The Gryffindor nodded. 'I honestly wonder why I come here.' 'To fill the pockets of fine citizens.' Lucius chuckled and Harry found he quite liked the sound; Lucius Malfoy should laugh more often. 'Always straight to the point, Potter.' Harry shrugged. 'No point beating around the bush,' he said. 'True,' Lucius nodded. 'I'd have thought you liked these events.' 'Why?' Harry asked. 'Attention.' Harry scowled. 'Why the fuck do people always think that?' he snarled. 'I fucking hate the attention; everyone going on and on about how great I am, it's disgusting. I had help, most of it was luck, and Dumbledore played me like a fucking fool. People died in the war and all the Ministry cares about is parading me around like some fucking hero.' Lucius sat silently during Harry's rant and watched as the teenager knocked back another drink. 'Interesting,' he mused. 'What?' 'I said you're interesting,' Lucius said. 'R-Really?' Harry asked, confused. Lucius nodded. 'It seems there's more to you then I originally thought, Mr Potter.' And then Lucius smiled at him and Harry felt his stomach flip.
{oOo} Harry woke with a jolt. He could hear arguing, just outside his door, and sat up. 'He's just a kid!' Sirius shouted. 'He's eighteen,' Remus said, 'old enough to move out, get married, and get pregnant.' 'I can't believe this, I didn't even know he was gay.' 'He might not be,' Remus said. 'And even if he is, we'll support him.' 'But a baby,' Sirius said. Remus sighed. 'He'll be a wonderful father.' 'I know that,' Sirius huffed. 'But he's so young, he hasn't had a chance to just live. Now he can't; he'll have to grow up all over again.' 'I know, I hate it too,' Remus said. 'That poor boy deserves some freedom, just time to be himself.' There was silence and Harry laid back down. 'Let him sleep,' Remus finally said. 'And don't you dare ask him who the father is! He'll tell us when he's ready.' 'Fine!' Sirius shouted and stomped downstairs. Harry sighed and rolled over in bed, pulling the covers over his head.
{oOo} 'What are you doing?' Harry asked. He turned to see Lucius Malfoy standing behind him; very close behind him. Harry had been on his way to the toilets and suddenly was crowded against the wall. 'Don't act surprised, Mr Potter,' Lucius drawled, eyes running up and down Harry's red face. 'S-Surprised?' Lucius smirked. 'You've been leering at me for the past three hours, quite openly too.' Harry's face flushed darker as he tried to deny it. 'N-No I haven't.' Lucius raised an eyebrow. 'I haven't,' Harry said sternly. Lucius pushed his body against Harry's and the teenager gasped. He was suddenly right against the wall, with a very tall Lucius Malfoy up against him. The man's body was firm and hard, even through his robes, and a shiver passed through Harry's frame. 'See?' Lucius whispered, bending close to Harry's ear. 'I know you want me.' 'I d-don't,' Harry tried. Lucius paused. 'Have you ever had sex with a man, Potter?' 'What?' Harry gasped. 'No, of course not.' 'Why 'of course not'?' 'I'm not gay.' Lucius chuckled, breath blowing across Harry's ear. It sent another spark of arousal through Harry's body, this one just as confusing as all the others. All night he'd spoken, argued, and laughed with Lucius Malfoy. Each laugh was like music to the young wizard's ears. Each accidental brush was like an electric shock, each time Lucius wet his lips or pushed a strand of hair behind his ear was like a signal straight to Harry's cock. It didn't make sense; it was confusing, terrifying, and Harry shook as Lucius drew back to look him in the eye. After a few seconds Lucius bent closer again. 'I can make you see stars, Potter.' 'N-No,' Harry suttered. 'Why not?' Harry wet his lips. 'You're married.' 'And?' Harry frowned. 'Arranged marriage, Mr Potter,' Lucius told him. 'I have my lovers, Narcissa has hers.' 'And are all your lovers men?' Harry asked. Lucius smirked at Harry's boldness. 'Quite a number, yes... well I say quite a number, I mean all of them.' He smiled slightly. 'I can't help my preferences, little lion.' Harry ignored the pet name. He never would have pegged Lucius Malfoy as gay; the man just seemed so... Harry supposed he didn't really know Lucius at all. 'I'm getting married,' Harry said when Lucius brushed his lips along the teenager's neck. 'So?' Lucius said softly. 'I... I can't cheat on Ginny.' 'Why not?' 'I love her.' Lucius chuckled. 'Sure you do.' 'I do,' Harry said. 'If you did, Mr Potter,' the Malfoy patriarch said slowly, 'you would be yelling at me for suggesting that you could be unfaithful.' Harry gulped as Lucius' lips moved up to his jaw. 'If you weren't gay, or if you were completely straight,' he whispered, 'you would have stopped me already.' Harry groaned as Lucius' lips trailed to the very edge of his mouth. He looked up into Lucius' pale grey eyes, now dark with lust. 'If you didn't want me, Potter,' he hissed, 'you wouldn't let me do this.' He crushed their lips together and Harry moaned. He lost himself completely and dragged Lucius down, fingers tightening in the blonde's hair and arm wrapping around a surprisingly slim waist. Lucius moved his lips against Harry's, kissing the teenager like he'd never been kissed before. Harry's head was fuzzy, his body on fire, and his cock twitched in his trousers. When Lucius pulled away he actually whined. Lucius smirked and waved his hand, the door behind Harry opening with a click. The Gryffindor was shoved in and the door slammed shut. 'Now, Mr Potter,' Lucius whispered seductively. 'How about I make you see those stars, hmm?'
{oOo} Harry woke feeling worse then when he'd gone to sleep. At least now he knew why he felt so rubbish. The teenager stumbled into the bathroom, thankful no one was in there. He locked the door and shed his clothes without looking in the mirror, knowing he'd be pale and sick looking. He turned the shower on and jumped in, groaning when the hot water washed over his body. He leaned heavily against the wall and closed his eyes, just trying to settle himself. His mind was still whirling, trying to comprehend what was happening. Harry's right hand drifted down to to press against his flat stomach. He prodded and pushed and realised his abdomen was thicker and firmer, like he'd grown an extra layer under his skin. He sighed and dropped his hand. Harry thought back to his dreams. He hadn't slept well, had kept re-living Ginny's reaction and Molly pulling her wand. But he'd also been re-living that night in the broom closet. A shiver passed through Harry's body and he bit his lip.
{oOo} Lucius slammed Harry into the wall, hoisting the teenager up until his legs were wrapped around the blonde's waist. A hand wave had Harry's trousers and boxers on the floor, the teenager gasping against his mouth. 'M-Mr Malfoy!' 'Call me Lucius,' the blonde grunted. He whispered something against Harry's lips and suddenly a long, wet finger was pushing in. Harry gasped in surprise and pain, wiggling against the wall as Lucius' index finger pushed all the way in. 'Hmm, you really are a virgin,' Lucius mused as he pulled his finger out before going back in. Harry groaned as Lucius said, 'Tell me, have you ever had sex with a woman? Or are you a virgin in every sense of the word?' Harry growled and kissed Lucius again to shut him up. The blonde smirked against him and inserted another finger, Harry groaning loudly. He couldn't believe how good it felt; those fingers were magic, filling him wonderfully, and Harry felt so deliciously hard and aroused. It'd never been like this with Ginny, not in all the times they'd made out and laid against each other. The kissing was mind-blowing too and Harry continued to groan into Lucius' mouth. The man's lips were hard and posessive and when Harry gasped, a third finger entering him, Lucius' tongue plunged inside. He thoroughly explored and dominated Harry's mouth, sucking, licking, and nibbling even while he fucked Harry with three fingers. Harry had never thought sex could be this amazing and it was still slightly terrifying to know that he was doing this with a man. Suddenly the fingers were gone and something much larger and harder was poking at his entrance. Harry's eyes flew open and he tensed, back rigid against the wall. 'Potter,' Lucius said, eyes soft as they looked into Harry's, 'this will be a lot more enjoyable if you relax.' 'How can I?' Harry asked. 'You're going to... to...' 'Stick my cock up your arse?' Lucius said. Harry groaned. 'Shove my long, thick erection right into your tight, virgin hole?' Lucius hissed. Harry whimpered against him. 'I'm going to fuck you so hard, Potter,' Lucius continued, cock rubbing along his dilated entrance. 'I'm going to absolutely wreck you and have you screaming my name.' Harry shook his head. 'No?' Lucius said softly. 'Hmm... suppose I'll have to work for it.' He pushed in suddenly and Harry did indeed shout. Lucius had already put up a silencing charm and let the boy scream, his cock fully sheathed in the Gryffindor's heat. Lucius groaned and licked Harry's lips, begging entrance. Harry whimpered and opened his mouth. Lucius licked his way in, tongue dancing with Harry's own and taking the boy's mind away from the pain in his backside. It wasn't unbearably painful but it still didn't feel quite right. Harry squirmed against the wall, fingers digging into Lucius' clothed shoulders. Every movement reminded him that Lucius had his cock up his arse and he continued to gasp against Lucius' mouth. 'Relax, Harry,' Lucius mumbled before kissing his jaw. Harry's mouth fell open. It was the first time he'd heard Lucius say just his first name, and it had sounded so incredibly filthy on the blonde's lips. Lucius sucked back on Harry's neck and suddenly a hand was wrapped around his cock. It had softened when Lucius entered him but it roared to attention now, perking up as Lucius stroked from root to tip. Harry moaned and let his head drop back, eyes closed as Lucius continued his assault on his body. Lucius pulled on Harry's shaft and licked his skin before he started rocking back and forth. Harry clenched again before forcing himself to relax. He took deep breaths and tried to enjoy what Lucius was doing; his warm lips pressing against Harry's neck, that devillish tongue lapping at his sweaty skin, the smooth and warm fingers stroking his shaft... ... the very big cock pushing past his muscles and stretching him, making him ache and burn. 'Oh, Harry,' Lucius groaned and for the first time Harry heard how aroused Lucius was. Of course he could feel it (Lucius was very thick and hard inside him) but now he could hear it. 'You're so fucking tight, it's gorgeous.' Harry whimpered as the pleasure started to outweigh the pain. 'Just for me, too,' the blonde continued, biting on Harry's neck. 'You have no idea how much that turns me on, to know that the Golden Boy is taking my cock like a little whore, when he's really a blushing virgin.' Harry knew he should be upset, annoyed, angered by Lucius' words. But really they just made him harder. He kissed Lucius' neck and jaw, the blonde chuckling. 'Well what is this?' he mused. 'Is Harry Potter finally having fun?' 'Shut... up...' Harry moaned as Lucius thrust into him again. There was now an aching in his gut, a need to have Lucius move faster and fuck him hard. He wiggled his hips and heard Lucius stiffle a groan. 'Please...' he said, '... harder.' 'Harder?' Lucius asked, snapping his hips. He hit something that sent delicious waves of pleasure through Harry's body, building on what the green-eyed teen was already feeling. 'Like that?' 'Gods, yes,' Harry nodded vigorously. Lucius smirked and started thrusting harder, drawing half out before going back in. He kissed Harry again, lips hard and demanding against the teenager's swollen ones. Suddenly Lucius cursed and drew back. 'What?' Harry asked, wondering if Lucius was having second thoughts. 'Contraceptive charm,' Lucius growled and waved his hand. A light pink glow surrounded Harry's stomach before disappearing. 'I can't believe I almost forgot that.' Harry frowned. 'What charm?' Lucius looked at him. 'You don't know about the contraceptive charm?' Harry shook his head. 'Well look who I'm talking to; The Boy Who's Never Been Laid.' Harry scowled and said, 'Just tell me what the fuck it is.' Lucius smirked and kissed him quickly. 'Temper, temper,' he tutted. Harry kept scowling but there was a wanton look on his face that Lucius couldn't ignore. 'The contraceptive charm is birth control,' he explained. 'It stops you getting pregnant.' Harry's mouth dropped open. 'Shut up.' Lucius raised an eyebrow. 'I... are you telling me I could get pregnant?' 'Of course.' 'Of course?' 'Yes, it's common knowledge,' Lucius said. 'Powerful wizards can carry children and also get other wizards pregnant. You are obviously powerful, what with defeating the Dark Lord. And I...' he trailed off and grinned. 'We all know how powerful I am.' He thrust in to make his point and Harry gasped, scrambling to keep himself up right. 'I can't believe you didn't know that,' Lucius said conversationally as he thrust in and out of the boy he had pinned to a wall. 'Not... common... in the... M-Muggle... Merlin!' Harry thrust himself down, trying to get more of Lucius into him. The Slytherin grinned and pressed Harry harder into the wall. He started fucking him in earnest, knowing that soon enough Harry Potter would be missed from the party. As much as he wanted to take his time (Lucius would take great delight in pulling Harry apart piece by piece), they couldn't stay in a broom closet all night. So he wrapped one hand back around Harry's cock and pulled in time with his now punishing thrusts, angling himself to hit the Gryffindor's prostate. Harry groaned and writhed against him, making delectable little noises in the back of his throat and begging Lucius to take him harder, faster, he just wanted more! Harry's body was being assaulted and the pleasure was overwhelming. He didn't care that he was cheating, that Lucius was a man, that Lucius was Lucius. All that mattered was getting more cock, more touching, more kisses. Lucius crushed their mouths together and they kissed sloppily, wetly, trying to get more of each other as they fucked. Lucius' thrusts were becoming erratic as he lost control. He was moaning filthy things into Harry's ear that made the teenager's orgasm crash towards him. Finally Harry cried out, shouting, 'LUCIUS!' as he came all over the Slytherin's hand. He'd never had an orgasm like it and fell back against the wall completely spent, stars dancing before his eyes. He was aware of Lucius growling against him and a sudden warm wetness filling him. He blinked when he realised Lucius had come inside him. They shuddered against each other as they road out their orgasms, the tiny room filled with the heavy scent of sex and magic.
{oOo} Harry groaned and fisted his cock tightly, stroking up and down faster and faster. Images of Lucius; of the man's body, his breath, the way he'd pressed in and stretched Harry until the teenager ached, washed through the Gryffindor's mind. He bit his lip hard, eyes squeezed shut, as he remembered Lucius groaning his name and spilling into him. With a grunt Harry came, leaking over his fist and the shower wall. He stood panting and staring, body shaking with the after shocks of his orgasm. When he could think clearly he cursed himself and grabbed his body wash. Get a hold of yourself, he barated himself. So the guy's hot, so what? He was a one time thing, nothing more. Harry sighed as he soaped himself up, knowing he'd have to tell Lucius. He owed the man the truth; it was Lucius' baby just as much as Harry's. He wasn't looking forward to telling anyone. Or Lucius himself.
{oOo} Lucius lowered Harry to the floor and pulled out, the teenager feeling empty without him. He leaned heavily against the wall as Lucius waved a hand and cleaned himself up. He took pity on Harry and cleaned the teen too, helping Harry back into his boxers and trousers. They checked each other over before Lucius kissed Harry quickly. 'That was fun, Potter,' he said with a smirk. 'Um... um...' 'Don't worry, I won't tell anyone,' Lucius said. 'Though it'd be fun if the world knew that I'd deflowered the Saviour.' Harry scowled and ripped the door open, stomping away and trying to ignore how much his arse ached. Lucius caught up with him, hand firm around Harry's arm. 'I meant it, Potter,' Lucius said. 'What just happened stays between us.' Harry swallowed thickly. 'Really?' He was already feeling terrible, imagining what Ginny and the others would say if they knew he'd let himself get fucked by Lucius Malfoy. 'Yes,' Lucius said and bent close. Harry thought the man was going to kiss him and was half disappointed when Lucius' lips pressed against his ear. 'I made you see stars, didn't I?' he teased. Harry flushed darkly and Lucius grinned as he pulled back. He bowed slightly and swept away gracefully, walking stick twirling through the air, leaving Harry to stare at the floor in embarrassment. 'Oh, Harry?' He looked up to see Lucius halfway down the corridor. Lucius grinned and said, 'Happy birthday.' And then he was gone. Harry just stood in the corridor of the function centre, legs feeling weak, as he tried to wrap his brain around the fact that he'd just had sex with Lucius Malfoy. He couldn't help thinking that it was the best birthday present he'd ever received.