Chapter 11 Time Together
Lucius still wanted Harry to have that checkup so the teenager took him to St Mungos. They were directed to a private room and waited for Roger Christie.
'Harry, my boy, what are you doing here?' the healer asked as he stepped into the room. 'Everything okay?'
'He used a lot of magic when he was angry last night,' Lucius explained and Roger looked at him. 'I want to make sure the baby's okay.'
Roger glanced at Harry and the teenager said, 'Um... introductions.' He stood and gestured between the men. 'Lucius, this is Roger Christie, my healer. Roger, this is the father, Lucius Malfoy.'
'Mr Malfoy, a pleasure,' Roger said, shaking Lucius' hand. 'Of course I know who you are.'
To say Roger was surprised that Lucius Malfoy was the father was an understatement. He knew the man was a convicted Death Eater, had been caught in the Ministry of Magic for breaking in and attacking Harry and a few other teenagers. How he and Harry had ended up having sex was a mystery to him.
'So, Harry, why did you use magic?' Roger asked as he made the boy sit. Harry had to take his shirt off so Roger could swipe his wand down the teenager's abdomen.
'My godfather and I had a fight,' Harry said.
'No,' Lucius interupted, 'Black was being a bastard and upset you.'
Harry rolled his eyes and continued. 'Anyway, I destroyed my room with magic and Lucius wants to make sure I didn't hurt the baby.'
'Of course, better safe then sorry,' Roger said. He performed a few quick spells before saying, 'The baby's perfectly healthy.'
Harry thanked him and stood, pulling his shirt back on. Roger turned to see Lucius eyeing the teenager's chest and seemed disappointed when his skin was covered.
He smirked to himself as he waved them both goodbye, reminding Harry that his monthly check up was in a few weeks. He watched as Lucius held the main doors open, making sure Harry was through before following.
Roger chuckled to himself as he went to see his next patient. Lucius Malfoy was whipped and didn't even know it.
{oOo}
Harry and Lucius were in Flourish and Blotts, the latter looking at every case, Harry focused on the Dark Arts section, when the teenager bumped right into someone.
'Oh, sorry,' he said and took a step back.
'Potter.'
Harry looked up to see that he'd run right into Ron. The red-head was glaring down at him, no trace of friendship left on his face. Harry had been hoping (somewhat stupidly, he now realised) that maybe in time Ron could forgive him.
It seemed he was wrong.
'Um... hi, Ron,' Harry said and took a step back.
Ron sneered at him, eyes travelling down to his stomach. 'Still got your whore baby?'
Harry bristled. He knew Ron had every right to be angry, Harry had cheated on his sister after all, but there was no need to say such horrible things about his unborn son.
'Leave me alone, I don't want any trouble,' Harry said.
'We'll you've got it,' Ron snarled, 'did you really think I'd let you off? You fucked around on my sister!'
'I'm sorry,' Harry tried, 'I never meant to hurt her.'
'Well you did!' Ron shouted viciously. 'She's been crying her eyes out at school because her fiance fucked a guy behind her back!'
'Ron-'
'I can't believe I was ever friends with you,' Ron continued, 'you're nothing but a filthy fucking slut. I bet you just love the attention, right? Can't wait 'til the papers find out so you can be number one news again?'
Harry glared at him. 'I hate all that shit, you know that!' Ron snorted. 'I do, I hate people talking about me!'
'You're a fucking slut!' Ron snapped and went for his wand.
'Is there a problem here?' Both teenagers looked up to see Lucius, the man clutching his serpent-headed cane tightly. It was clear that if Ron didn't put his wand away he'd be facing Lucius' own.
'This isn't any of your business,' Ron said, glaring at Lucius like he was scum.
'I believe it is,' Lucius said and stood beside Harry. 'Mr Potter doesn't want to see you, isn't that right, Harry?'
Harry nodded.
'See?' Lucius said and glared down at Ron. 'Leave now before I get mad.'
Ron looked at Harry. 'Hiding behind Death Eaters?' he said. 'Why's that, Potter? Got yourself knocked up to some cowardly Dark wizard?'
Harry didn't answer and Ron grinned.
'You fucking dickhead, I hope your kid's as fucked up as you,' the red-head said. He looked at Lucius. 'At least now you're hanging out with other fuckers like yourself.'
Lucius went for his wand but Harry grabbed him. 'No, don't, you'll just get in trouble.'
Lucius scowled at Harry but put his wand away. 'You're lucky, Weasley,' he said calmly but his voice was thick with anger. 'If not for Harry I'd have cursed you into next week.'
Ron just sneered at him. 'Like I'm scared of you, Malfoy. You're a coward.'
'I face my fears,' Lucius said, 'from what I hear, you run.'
Harry had told him more about his hunt for the horcruxes, including Ron's flight issues. Ron's face flushed a deep shade of red and Harry smirked at him.
'Leave,' Lucius ordered. 'I won't ask you again.'
Ron opened his mouth but could think of no retort. With one last glare at Harry, he stomped from the store.
Harry sighed and Lucius wrapped his arms around the Gryffindor's waist. 'Are you okay?'
'Fine,' Harry said.
'What happened?' Lucius asked.
Harry quickly explained about accidently bumping into Ron and the words that followed.
'That swine,' Lucius snarled, 'how dare he say that about you or our child.'
'Can we go?' Harry asked. 'I just want to go home.'
Lucius nodded and quickly paid for his books, apparating himself and Harry back to Grimmauld Place. Sirius and Tonks could tell Harry was upset but Lucius waved them aside.
'Do you want to go to bed?' Lucius asked.
Harry shook his head. 'I'll just read or something on the sofa, I'm fine.'
Lucius didn't want to let Harry out of his sight until he was sure the teenager was okay. So he sat beside the green-eyed wizard on the sofa and they both read, commenting on their books and sharing bits of information.
Eventually Harry did fall asleep and migrated across the couch to Lucius' side. He burrowed into the blonde and Lucius froze before wrapping one arm around the teenager.
Harry sighed and Lucius pulled his wand, accio-ing Harry's blanket from the bedroom upstairs. It draped over the Gryffindor, who murmured contently in his sleep.
Lucius smiled down at him and couldn't help himself; he brushed a hand through Harry's soft, scruffy hair, Harry pushing into the touch. After a few seconds Lucius draped his arm back over the teenager and went back to his book.
Sirius and Tonks backed out of the room quickly.
'Wow,' Tonks said.
Sirius could only nod.
'They... did you see the way Lucius looked at Harry?' Tonks asked.
'Yeah,' Sirius said and sighed, rubbing his eyes. As much as he didn't want to admit it, he had to. 'That man's in love with my godson.'
{oOo}
'Harry.'
Harry groaned, turning away from the voice and trying to dig himself deeper into the warmth.
'Harry, come on, wake up.'
He groaned again.
'Harry!'
This was followed by shaking and Harry jolted awake. He blinked and stared, trying to figure out why he was half comfortable, half in pain. He turned when his name was called again and came face to face with Remus.
'Finally awake, huh?' Remus smiled.
Harry yawned. 'Whassa time?'
'Almost eight,' Remus said. 'I thought I'd wake you for dinner.'
'Where am I?' Harry asked, realising whatever he was sleeping on wasn't as big as his bed.
Remus smirked and stood back, arms folded. Harry rolled over again and sat up, getting to his knees. His duvet fell from around his shoulders and he looked up.
Lucius was asleep on the sofa, half lying down, half sitting. His blonde hair had fallen from its tie to frame his face and his head was tipped back on the armrest. He had a book across his chest and his right arm across his leg.
'Oh,' Harry said and rubbed his eyes. 'Um...'
'Better wake him up,' Remus said and nodded at the blonde. 'He can stay for dinner if he wants.'
Harry nodded and waited until Remus was gone before turning to Lucius.
'Um... Lucius?' The man didn't move. Harry placed a hand against his chest and pushed. 'Lucius?'
The blonde snorted and sat up, his book sliding to the floor with a thump. He yawned and turned to look at Harry, grey eyes dull with sleep.
'What's the time?' he asked.
Harry smiled. 'Apparently eight.'
'Oh,' Lucius said and yawned again. 'I must have fallen asleep.'
'Me too,' Harry said and sat back, stretching and rubbing his face. 'I'm so sorry, were you stuck here because of me?'
Lucius chuckled and re-tied his hair. 'Harry, I'm not a little girl; I'm perfectly capable of moving you.'
'So why didn't you?' Harry asked.
Lucius shrugged and stood, rolling his neck to work out the kinks. 'You're cute when you're asleep.'
Harry blushed and Lucius held out his hand. The teenager allowed himself to be dragged up and Lucius brushed a hand through his hair.
'Did you know your hair's adorable when you wake up?'
Harry turned bright red and Lucius chuckled.
'I suppose I should head home,' the blonde said and rubbed his neck.
'You can stay for dinner,' Harry said quickly and Lucius raised an eyebrow. 'Um... if-if you want,' Harry mumbled.
Lucius grinned broadly. 'Sounds wonderful,' he said and gestured for Harry to lead. The teenager walked to the kitchen, unaware that Lucius was staring at his arse as he went.
{oOo}
Dinner was a peaceful affair. Though Sirius didn't speak directly to Lucius unless he had to, he didn't bicker or shout at the man either. Lucius too was polite and charming, winning Tonks over instantly. He asked about his sister-in-law Andromeda, Teddy and her marriage too. She explained how she'd had to beat Remus down just to get him to go out with her and Remus pouted beside her.
Lucius smiled and said, 'Well, at least you're together now, regardless of how it happened.'
'True,' Tonks said and glanced from Lucius to Harry. It was missed by the teenager but Lucius raised an eyebrow. Tonks just smiled and went back to feeding Teddy.
'Um, Lucius?' Harry asked over his plate, poking at his roast beef.
'Yes?' Lucius asked.
'What do you do all day?' Harry asked. 'I mean... what's your job?'
'I don't really have one,' Lucius admitted. 'As you know, I used to be on the Board of Governors for Hogwarts but was fired after your second year.' He smiled and Harry smirked.
'I spend my day taking care of the various businesses the Malfoy family owns,' Lucius continued. 'There are the family estates that must be managed, numerous charaties myself and Narcissa fund and participate in both here and overseas. The Malfoy wineries in Australia and Italy that have to be visited at least once a month to ensure everything's going well. There's the Malfoy Apothocary that does business with Hogwarts, Durmstrang, and the Australian magical school.'
'Wow,' Harry said. 'I never knew all that.'
Lucius inclined his head over his wine goblet. 'I myself have started and invested in a number of businesess since my seventeenth birthday and I go over all their financial documents, employee information, as well as helping friends and associates out with their business ventures. I'm also trying to help Draco start his own potions business; he's apprenticing to Severus this year.'
'Really?' Harry said. 'Wow, that's... I feel like a right prat now.'
'Why?' Sirius asked.
'I've got nothing going on other then my studies,' Harry said. 'I don't even know what I want to do after the baby's born.'
'You can do anything,' Lucius said. 'You're an intelligent man, Harry. I'd be more then willing to go over your options with you. You could become a professor, Severus has always complained that you're very skilled in Defence Against the Dark Arts.'
Harry blushed under his praise and the knowledge that the potions master was complaining about his skill.
'You could become a professional Quidditch player or coach, either with a professional team or at Hogwarts,' Lucius continued. 'You could write books, privately tutor students and adults in the Dark Arts... you can do anything.'
'I wanted to be an Auror,' Harry admitted, 'but that was just to prove to Umbridge that I could.'
'Argh, vile woman,' Lucius said, wrinkling his nose as he sipped from his goblet.
Harry nodded. 'Absolutely...' He trailed off to think, wondering what he'd like to do with his life after the baby.
'Take your time, there's no need to rush,' Remus said. 'You've got at least a year to think about it.'
Tonks nodded. 'Look at me,' she said. 'Teddy's seven-months-old and I'm still at home.'
'What do you hate Harry and me or something?' Sirius asked.
'Harry, no,' Tonks said. 'But you, dear cousin?' She grinned and Lucius snorted into his wine. Sirius threw him a glare but a smile pulled at his lips.
{oOo}
When dinner was done, Harry walked Lucius to the door. Neither saw Remus, Sirius and Tonks all watching from the kitchen.
'Thanks for today, I had fun,' Harry admitted.
'I did too,' Lucius said and picked up Harry's hand. He pressed a kiss to the teenager's knuckles before leaning down. Harry gasped but Lucius' lips pressed chastely against his cheek. 'Until next time, little lion.'
Harry managed not to blush and said, 'Um... well... okay.'
Lucius smiled. 'How about I take you to lunch again sometime next week? I'd suggest a sooner date but I have some business to attend to and I have to put out the statement announcing your pregnancy.'
'Oh, right,' Harry nodded. 'Um, can you hold off on that until I'm three months pregnant?'
'Why?' Lucius asked.
'I just... want to spend some more time in public before everyone knows,' Harry said. 'Please?'
'If that's what you want,' Lucius nodded. 'Perhaps you'd like to visit Malfoy Manor? I can work while you have a look around, familiarise yourself with the house and grounds. We can lunch and I can bring you back.'
'Sounds good,' Harry grinned.
'I'll pick you up in three days, around ten,' Lucius said. He bowed slightly before leaving, Harry watching him go.
The Gryffindor thought about their day and couldn't help the smile that pulled at his lips. His left hand came up to brush along his cheek, over the spot Lucius had kissed him.
He grinned stupidly and turned to head to bed, only to notice Tonks and Remus smirking at him from the kitchen.
'Um...' he said, 'I'm gonna... bed.' He took off before they could question him and the two chuckled.
'Lucius Malfoy so has the hots for our little boy,' Tonks said.
'Mm,' Remus nodded. 'Looks like Harry feels the same way.'