Gideon Malfoy-Potter What I See {Lucarry}

Though Lucius wanted to, he didn't push Harry. He wanted to get back at that delectable little body that haunted his dreams but found that he cared too much about the teenager to ruin what they had. Though he'd love a shag, or multiple visits, what he really wanted was... more. More Harry, all the time. The Gryffindor was strong, brave, kind, intelligent, and he always challanged and fought Lucius on important matters. He was interesting and Lucius was never bored with him.

So, rather then throw Harry down on the closest flat surface and ravish him stupid, he apparated the two back to Grimmauld Place. He took Harry's hand on the doorstep and pressed his customary kiss to the green-eyed man's knuckles. But rather then kiss his cheek, he planted a warm, tender kiss on Harry's lips.

The teenager kissed back and Lucius smiled against his lips, glad that Harry was at least willing to continue this. Knowing Sirius or the others could appear at any moment, Lucius broke the kiss and stroked Harry's bottom lip with his thumb.

'Thank you.'

'For what?' Harry asked.

'Being you,' Lucius answered honestly. 'You're the very best thing in my life right now. And soon you'll give me something even greater.' He glanced down at Harry's stomach and the Gryffindor smiled.

'I should thank you too,' Harry said. 'You're the only person who hasn't treated me like a little kid throughout this whole thing. Thanks for treating me like an adult.'

'How could I not?' Lucius asked and leaned in to kiss Harry's cheek. 'We did a very adult thing,' he whispered in Harry's ear.

Harry shivered but managed not to blush. 'Lucius, stop being dirty.'

Lucius smirked and drew back. 'I can't help how I am.'

Rolling his eyes, Harry said, 'What am I going to do with you?'

Fuck me until I see stars? Lucius thought. Out loud he said, 'Whatever you want, and that is the truth.'

Harry smiled and leaned up to kiss him quickly. 'Thanks for today, I had fun.'

'We must do it again.'

'I'll hold you to it,' Harry said. 'Night, Lucius.'

'Goodnight, Harry.'

The blonde watched as Harry disappeared inside, a goofy grin playing on his face. I feel like I'm sixteen again, he mused as he turned on the spot, disapparating with a pop.

{oOo}

Their relationship continued like that over the following few weeks. Whenever Lucius picked Harry up or met him for breakfast, or lunch, healer appointments or just to spend time together, he kissed the teenager on the lips. The kisses were chaste in the morning but when he and the Gryffindor were behind closed doors, Lucius put his skills to good use to have Harry panting.

They had to deal with the fallout of the statement; howlers were sent, exploding over the breakfast table before Sirius could destroy them. Lucius had a fair amount sent to Malfoy Manor, all the same; how dare you use Harry Potter, you evil Death Eater scum, what's wrong with you?, into little boys, are you?

Honestly, Lucius had heard worse threats from his hormonal... whatever Harry was to him.

Reporters had taken to camping outside Grimmauld Place and Malfoy Manor. Sirius had changed the wards so Lucius could apparate right in after he was hounded outside Grimmauld Place.

They were discussing the howlers after a long snogging session on Harry's bed when Harry sat up suddenly.

Sirius had got a job at the Ministry helping re-shape the Wizengamont so every witch and wizard got a fair trial, so he was out of the house a lot. Remus was working on the Creature Council as well as considering going back to Hogwarts to teach DADA next year (Severus hated the new professor) so he too often left early in the morning. Tonks had taken to walking around Diagon Alley with Teddy or visiting her mother.

Lucius and Harry had the house to themselves a lot when the blonde could visit and neither wasted time shutting Harry's bedroom door and kissing each other stupid. Lucius couldn't very well kiss Harry in the open. Sirius had cornered the Slytherin a week ago and warned him to stay away from his godson. Lucius had just sneered and pushed him away but he honestly didn't want to start another fight.

So he resorted to sneaking around with Harry and only kissing in an empty house. Honestly, Lucius felt like a randy teenager again... well he felt like a teenager again, because around Harry he was always randy.

'What is it?' Lucius asked, feeling strung out. Kissing Harry was like a drug, the simple act better then sex with any of Lucius' past lovers. How the boy did it was beyond him.

'I just realised something,' Harry said as he shifted on the mattress.

'That cuddling naked is far better then doing it clothed?' Lucius tried. Harry scowled at him and the blonde said, 'Sorry, I can't help myself sometimes. You were saying?'

'Gonna keep your hands to yourself if I lay back down?' Harry asked.

Lucius smiled coyly. 'Maybe.'

Harry rolled his eyes but laid back down anyway. He snuggled into Lucius' side and said, 'I realised that I don't know that much about you. I know the big things; arranged marriage, gay, lovers, fantastic kisser...'

Lucius smiled smugly.

'But the smaller things I don't know; what was your childhood like? What's your favourite colour? When's your birthday? What-'

'Harry,' Lucius cut him off. 'How about you ask me the questions instead of rambling?'

Harry blushed and said, 'M'kay. Um... when's your birthday?'

'October 27th.'

'Oh, so did you have to start Hogwarts later like Hermione?' Harry asked. When Lucius raised an eyebrow, he had to elaborate. 'Hermione was born September 19th so she couldn't start Hogwarts in the year she turned eleven, she had to wait until the next year. So she's almost a year older then people like me.'

'Ah, I see,' Lucius said. 'Yes, that was me. I was born in 1954, most of my fellow year mates were born in 1955, so I was a year older then them. Your godfather was the same, I believe.'

'Yeah, his birthday's in November,' Harry said.

Lucius nodded. 'When's your birthday?' he asked the teenager.

'July 31st.'

'Summer baby,' Lucius mused.

'I take it you're an autumn baby then?' Harry asked.

Lucius smiled and said, 'Of course, I love autumn and winter. Snow, cold weather... you can snuggle under the blankets and have hot chocolate... with a shot of firewhiskey.'

Harry chuckled and poked him. 'Never thought Lucius Malfoy was a cuddler.'

'I love cuddling if it's the right person,' Lucius said and drew Harry closer to make his point.

'Mm, I'm glad you are,' Harry said.

Lucius smiled down at him. 'Any more questions?'

'Millions,' Harry said before biting his bottom lip to think. 'Um... you were a prefect at Hogwarts, yeah?'

'Yes, never made Head Boy though,' Lucius said. 'Dumbledore was onto my galivanting ways by seventh year and thought I was a bad influence on the younger students, despite my impeccable marks.'

Harry giggled. ''Galivanting ways',' he echoed, 'is that your way of saying you were a playboy?'

'With a nicer term, yes,' Lucius said. 'I was already engaged to Narcissa, the marriage contract was drawn when Cissy was born so... I knew I'd be stuck with a woman for most of my life.' He sighed. 'I had to get the shagging out my system.'

'Didn't work, though,' Harry commented.

'I have no control over my libido,' Lucius said. 'And I don't hear you complaining,' he teased.

Harry blushed and Lucius ran a finger over his darkened skin. 'I hate that I turn red around you,' the teenager mumbled.

'I think it's adorable.'

'You're weird.'

'I think we've established that,' Lucius smiled. 'You weren't made a prefect, were you?'

'No, I was a bit upset when Ron got it instead of me,' Harry admitted. 'But it was pointed out that I'd got into too much trouble over the years so... bad influence, like with you. But I got made Quidditch captain sixth year so same privileges.'

'You're a fantastic Quidditch player,' Lucius said, 'much more natural then your father.'

'You remember my dad?' Harry asked.

'Of course,' Lucius said. 'How could I forget? Always hexing Severus in the corridors and boasting about his flying ability. He was a bit...'

'Up himself?' Harry supplied. Lucius glanced down at him and Harry said, 'I know he was a prat, you don't need to sugar coat it.'

'He grew up when he got older, he was a good man,' Lucius said. 'Severus hated him but some rivalries are hard to overcome.'

'I know,' Harry said. 'Like Ron's stupid idea that I love all the attention I get.'

Lucius was silent for a few seconds before asking, 'Does his betrayal bother you?'

Harry nodded. 'He's always been jealous of me but... we've been through so much. I can't believe he'd let this just wipe all that away.'

'He's young,' Lucius said, 'maybe one day he'll realise what a true friend you are.'

'I'm not holding my breath,' Harry said softly.

Deciding to move on to better topics, Lucius reminded Harry of his questions.

'Oh, um... do you have a favourite colour?'

'Emerald green,' Lucius said without thinking.

Harry jolted and shifted on the bed until he was looking at Lucius. Head on his pillow, he turned to lay on his side. 'Emerald green?'

Lucius turned to look into Harry's bright eyes. 'Yes,' he said honestly. 'It is now.' He let Harry process that before asking, 'What's your favourite colour?'

'Um...' Harry said, thinking of the eyes that visited him in his dreams. 'Grey.'

'Grey?' Lucius echoed.

The Gryffindor nodded. 'Pale grey,' he said and looked into Lucius' eyes.

They stared at each other for a few minutes before Harry broke the silence.

'Tell me about your childhood.'

Lucius sighed and leaned back. 'Do you really want to know?' A nod from Harry had him continuing. 'My father was cold, ruthless, he didn't have much time for me. He was heavily into the Dark Arts and followed the Dark Lord with a blinding passion like Bellatrix. He didn't celebrate birthdays or holidays and I was always expected to maintain the Malfoy reputation.'

'What, being cold and aloof?' Harry asked.

Lucius nodded. 'My father moulded me into the man you see today, Harry. My mother wasn't strong enough to stop him from ruining me.'

'You're not ruined,' Harry said. 'A little rough around the edges but you have potential.'

'All my fears are now cast aside,' Lucius said dramatically, 'for Harry Potter has deemed me worthy.'

Harry burst out laughing and buried his face in his pillow. Lucius smiled at him, waiting for the teenager to get control of himself.

'Sorry,' Harry gasped, 'that was... I'm sorry.'

'Tell me about your childhood,' Lucius said.

Harry sighed; he had the same pained look on his face Lucius had had only minutes earlier. 'I was raised by Muggles, as you know,' the teenager said. 'They hated magic and tried to beat it out of me.'

Lucius tensed and Harry sat up.

'I don't mean beat beat... well, not really.' Harry bit his lip as Lucius' eyes darkened. 'It wasn't often,' he said, 'honestly. Most of the time they just didn't feed me or locked me in my cupboard.'

Lucius had to take a deep breath to stop himself blasting the room apart with magic. 'Cupboard?' he asked, voice barely controlled.

'Um... I lived in a cupboard under the stairs.'

Lucius' hands clenched into fists. 'And...' he said very slowly and dangerously, '... they starved you when they thought you did something wrong?'

'Please don't be mad.'

'How can I not be?' Lucius demanded, voice suddenly an octave higher. 'You tell me that you were beaten and starved and I'm supposed to be okay?'

He looked absolutely enraged and Harry scooted back along the bed, eyes wide.

'Where do they live?' Lucius asked furiously. 'I'm going to torture them until-' He cut himself off when Harry whimpered. Lucius looked across the bed to see that Harry looked... scared. 'Harry?'

'Please don't,' Harry said, 'you'll get in trouble, I don't want you to go back to Azkban, I need you.' He looked close to tears and Lucius sighed, trying to push his anger away. 'I'm sorry.'

'Harry, it's not your fault,' Lucius said firmly, 'do you hear me?' The teenager nodded and Lucius opened his arms. Harry crawled back along the bed and Lucius hugged him tightly. 'I'm sorry, I shouldn't have yelled.'

'S'fine,' Harry said softly.

Lucius brushed a hand through his hair. 'Ask more questions,' he said, 'take my mind off killing your relatives.'

'Um,' Harry said, thinking quickly, 'favourite food?'

'Italian,' Lucius said. 'I like pasta; spaghetti, lasagna, stuff like that. You?'

'I like pizza,' Harry admitted, cuddling into Lucius and hoping he was calming down. 'With olives and cheese.'

'Pizza, Italian,' Lucius said.

'Didn't the Greeks invent it?'

Lucius drew back, one eyebrow raised in surprise. 'How'd you know that?'

Harry grinned up at him. 'I'm full of surprises, Mr Malfoy. The Greeks invented the base with cheese and stuff, the Italians made the modern pizza.'

'Hmm... you amaze me,' Lucius said, voice now softer and without the malicious intent he'd had before. 'Harry, have you thought of a name for the baby?'

'Uh,' Harry was thrown by the sudden topic change. 'Not really, no. Have you?'

'There are a few names I like,' Lucius admitted.

'Like what?' Harry asked.

'I bought this,' Lucius said instead of answering, pulling something from his trouser pocket. It re-sized in his hand and Harry sat up.

It was a book of baby names and Harry smiled as he took it. 'Does it have normal names in here?' Harry asked. 'Or will our son have a weird name?'

'What do you classify as weird?' Lucius questioned.

Harry smirked. 'Draco, Lucius, Sirius, Severus-'

Lucius said, 'We're not naming our son any of those.' And then he grumbled, 'Lucius isn't a weird name.'

Harry giggled and flipped through the book, scanning the names. 'I like Matthew.'

'Horribly normal name,' Lucius said.

'Like Harry?'

'Exactly.'

Harry nudged the blonde and shuffled back to lean against the headboard. 'Hmm...'

'I like Gideon,' Lucius said.

'Gideon?' The older wizard nodded and Harry said, 'Sounds... list worthy.'

'List worthy?' Lucius echoed.

'We should make a list of names we like,' Harry said and waved his hand. A piece of parchment, a quill, and an ink bottle zoomed across the room to them.

'Harry, you shouldn't have done that,' Lucius said. 'You're supposed to watch your magic, remember?'

Harry blushed. 'Um... sorry.'

Lucius kissed him on the cheek and sat beside the teenager to hold the book while Harry wrote.

{oOo}

'Okay, so we've got a few listed,' Harry said an hour later. It had been a battle just to let some of the names on, especially from Lucius, who wouldn't let Harry put a common name like John on there. Apparently the name John wasn't good enough for their son.

'Let's hear them,' Lucius said, stretching as Harry looked down at the list.

'Lachlan, Xavier, Domineseus, Matthew, Gideon, Harrison, Sebastian, Justin, Reecely, Leim, Lawton, Ewan, Drasender.'

'Hmm...' Lucius murmured. 'I still don't like Matthew, too common.'

Harry rolled his eyes. 'I let you have Domineseus, what more do you want?'

Lucius smiled. 'How about we just call him Lucius Harry Potter Malfoy and get it over with?'

'We're not naming him Lucius, it'll get confusing,' Harry said.

'We could call him Luke for short.'

'No.'

'Luce?'

'Nope.'

'Ius.'

'Now you're being stupid.'

'No, you're being stupid,' Lucius said. 'Honestly, Matthew Malfoy is a horrible name.'

'Oh,' Harry said. 'I didn't think of that...' He shrugged. 'It's fine.'

'It isn't.'

'Matt Malfoy.'

Lucius rolled his eyes.

'Matty Malfoy.'

'Harry, please.'

The teenager grinned and twirled the quill in his fingers. 'We've got another three months to think, who knows; maybe we'll find another name we like.'

'I still like Lucius.'

Harry smiled as he put the quill, parchment and book aside. He yawned and stretched, rubbing his stomach through his baggy shirt. Lucius leaned over and placed his own hands over Harry's.

'I can't believe you're halfway through,' Lucius murmured.

'I know,' Harry said. 'Three months and our little boy will be here.'

They sat staring at Harry's stomach for a few minutes before Lucius said, 'You know...'

Harry looked up at him.

'We've been sitting in bed for two whole hours.'

'And?' Harry said, recognising the look in Lucius' eyes.

'And we haven't kissed,' Lucius said before closing the gap between them and kissing Harry quickly.

Harry moaned, Lucius' lips always so intoxicating. He threaded his fingers through the blonde's hair and pulled him closer.

Lucius shuffled across the bed until he was hovering over Harry, making sure not to put too much pressure on the teenager's stomach. He continued their kiss, groaning at the sensation of Harry's lips and the Gryffindor's fingers scratching through his hair.

One of Lucius' hands cupped Harry's face, thumb stroking over the green-eyed wizard's cheek. His other skimmed down Harry's chest, his stomach, before pushing up Harry's shirt.

Harry gasped against Lucius' mouth and the blonde took the opportunity to push his tongue in. It flicked against Harry's teeth, against the teenager's own tongue, and Harry shivered at the feeling. His skin was tingling where Lucius touched, the Slytherin's silky smooth fingers running along his stomach gently before going up to his ribs.

'Gods, Lucius,' Harry groaned.

'Is this okay?' Lucius asked, voice thick with lust.

Harry nodded quickly and pressed their lips back together, pushing his tongue into the blonde's mouth. Lucius' hand continued to explore under Harry's shirt and the older wizard liked what he felt. Now only if he could feel-

The door was pushed open and the two broke apart quickly. Lucius and Harry turned to see Sirius and Remus standing at the door, the first looking murderous.

'MALFOY!'

'Bollocks,' Lucius muttered. I can never catch a bloody break, he thought as he rolled off Harry, the other wizard quickly pulling his shirt down and wiping his lips.

'What the fuck are you doing?' Sirius demanded as Remus grabbed him, pulling him back.

'Sirius-' the werewolf tried.

'Nothing, we weren't doing anything,' Harry said quickly.

'We just caught you snogging!' Sirius growled, close to shouting.

'I'm eighteen, I can kiss who I want,' Harry fumed.

'Harry, you told us there was nothing going on between you!' Sirius said.

Harry licked his lips and looked from Lucius to Sirius. 'There wasn't, I was telling the truth. Now... um...'

'Now?' Remus asked, standing behind his best friend and looking curious.

'Um...' Harry mumbled again.

'We haven't discussed it,' Lucius said.

'Haven't...' Sirius began, 'do you mean you've just been letting Malfoy have his way with you?'

'What?' Harry spluttered. 'No, we've only kissed.' Sirius scoffed. 'I'm serious, we haven't had sex since the first time.'

'Though not for lack of trying,' Lucius murmured, low enough so that only Harry heard him.

'Sirius, come on,' Remus said, 'Harry's eighteen-'

'I warned you, Malfoy!' Sirius snarled. 'I warned you to stay away from him!'

'You did, and I didn't,' Lucius said calmly. 'I want to be with Harry.'

Sirius' mouth fell open as Harry glanced at him sharply.

Lucius shrugged. 'It's the truth.'

Sirius growled before glaring at Lucius again. 'Can you be faithful to him?'

Lucius raised an eyebrow. 'Excuse-'

'Just answer me,' Sirius demanded. 'Can you stop sleeping with anything that moves to only be with Harry?'

Lucius looked from Harry to Sirius before saying, 'Of course I can.'

'Are you sure?' Remus asked, standing beside his best friend. 'You've got a reputation, Lucius.'

Harry bit his lip as Lucius said, 'I am aware of my reputation, thank you. Not that it's any of your business, but I haven't had sex with anyone since Harry.'

Sirius raised his eyebrows in surprise as Remus said, 'Seriously?'

'I didn't want to,' Lucius shrugged, 'Harry was more then enough to satisfy me... and still is.'

Harry was bright red again and he grabbed a pillow, burying his face in it. 'Can we please stop talking about my sex life?' he mumbled.

Remus grabbed Sirius' arm. 'Come on, leave them alone.'

Lucius had lost interest in the other two men and was staring at Harry. Sirius could see the love on his face and it half infuriated him, half made him want to smile.

Finally he said, 'Fine, but I demand to know if you're together.' He stormed from the room, leaving Remus standing just inside the doorway.

'Well,' the werewolf said, 'that went better then expected.' He looked at Lucius. 'Don't hurt him, Lucius. If you do you'll have twenty different people as well as half of England after you.'

Lucius inclined his head and said, 'I have no intentions of hurting Harry, either deliberately or unintentionaly.'

It was enough for Remus, who nodded and left the room.

The door slammed shut and Harry groaned. 'Fucking hell,' he mumbled, 'Siri's acting like I'm thirteen.'

Lucius chuckled. 'He's just worried, Harry. Remember that he missed your childhood; he's making up for lost time. And most parents don't want to think about their kids growing up and having sex. I know I try not to think about Draco's bed partners. Besides, it adds a bit of spice to our lives.'

'I've had enough spice, thanks,' Harry muttered.

'It keeps me on my toes,' Lucius smiled.

Harry rolled his eyes before fidgeting with his shirt. 'Have you honestly not been with anyone else?'

'No, I haven't,' Lucius said.

'Why?'

'I thought I made my intentions clear,' Lucius said, sitting to look at Harry.

'All I know is that you wanna have sex with me,' Harry said.

Lucius sighed. 'Harry, I care about you, you know that. I want to spend time with you, take care of you, talk to you... and yes, have sex with you.'

Harry wet his lips. 'I still don't know what you want exactly.'

'I want you,' Lucius said, 'in whatever capacity that is; friend, confidant, lover, I've said that before. Whatever you want, Harry.'

Harry was silent as he thought about that. He'd be lying if he said he didn't want more. Lucius was so different to the man Harry had met when he was twelve. He was intelligent, strong, he cared about Harry and treated him like an adult. He always saw past the fame and other crap to Harry, just Harry. They had fun together, the kissing was amazing. And the sex...

'Um...' Harry finally mumbled, 'what if I said... b-boyfriend?'

Lucius raised an eyebrow. 'You want me to be your boyfriend?'

'Stupid idea, forget it,' Harry said quickly, the hurt evident in his voice. He turned away but Lucius grabbed his chin, making him face the Slytherin.

'Harry, I didn't say no,' Lucius said. 'I was just asking you to clarify.'

Harry breathed in deeply. 'I want you to be my boyfriend.'

Lucius looked him over carefully. 'Are you sure that's what you want?' he asked. 'I don't want to rush you into anything, Harry.'

'I know what I want,' Harry said and looked at Lucius carefully. 'I want you.'

Lucius continued to stare at him.

'Just...' Harry said. 'Promise me that if we don't work out, you'll still be there for our baby.'

'Of course, I promised that already,' Lucius said. 'I would never leave our son.' He leaned forward and kissed Harry quickly before pulling back.

Harry bit his bottom lip. 'Is that a yes?'

Lucius smiled and it was the most dazzling thing Harry had ever seen. 'Yes, I'll be your boyfriend.'

Harry grinned and threw his arms around Lucius, kissing him again. 'Thank you,' he whispered.

Lucius hugged him tightly. 'I should be thanking you, Harry. You've made an old man very happy.'

'Not old where it counts,' Harry teased, whispering the words in Lucius' ear.

Lucius groaned. 'Minx,' he muttered.

Harry smiled and settled back down, Lucius stroking his hair. 'Did you mean what you said?' Harry asked.

'About what?'

'You care about me?' Harry asked. 'And you won't hurt me?'

'I'll try my hardest not to hurt you and to keep you happy,' Lucius said. 'That I promise you, Harry.'

Harry smiled and leaned up to kiss Lucius' cheek. 'Thank you.'

'Not a problem.'