Unforeseen Circumstances

Unforeseen Circumstances

Chapter 11

Harry woke slowly feeling warm and content. He shifted slightly only to feel strong arms tighten around him. Smiling softly with the memory of the previous day, Harry disentangled himself slowly to avoid waking Lucius. He climbed from the bed, walked to the bathroom, used the loo, and brushed his teeth.

Harry walked back into the bedroom and stopped at the sight of his husband sprawled gloriously nude on the bed. Raking his gaze lovingly down the beautifully exposed body, Harry’s gaze stopped on the blonde’s hard shaft. With a wicked smile, Harry climbed onto the bed between Lucius’ spread thighs.

Harry wrapped a hand around Lucius’ shaft and lapped kittenishly at the head. Lucius gave a soft grunt and thrust up slightly, but didn’t awaken. Harry sucked the head of the shaft into his mouth and took as much of it into his mouth as he comfortably could. Feeling Lucius’ cock touch the back of his throat, Harry swallowed convulsively causing Lucius to moan and thrust up a bit harder.

Lucius slowly opened his eyes, feeling tingles of pleasure all throughout his body. He felt the warmth surrounding his cock and the throat massaging the head of his shaft and grabbed Harry’s hair reflexively, thrusting into that delicious warmth and pulling Harry’s head down simultaneously.

Harry moved the hand holding the base of Lucius’ shaft down to massage the ball sac just as Lucius wrapped his hands in his hair and thrust up sharply. Nearly gagging at the sudden movement, Harry quickly relaxed his throat and swallowed around the shaft buried so deeply within his mouth.

Lucius gave a sharp cry and shot his seed down Harry’s throat. Harry moaned around Lucius’ cock at the blonde’s cry and reflexively swallowed the semen spilling down his throat. He finally pulled off the softening shaft with one last lick to the head.

“Good morning, love,” he purred, or tried to anyway. Having a cock shoved down your throat doesn’t really allow for anything than a hoarse rasp.

“Yes it is,” said Lucius, panting slightly with the aftermath of his orgasm. “I could wake up like that every morning.”

“I don’t know about every morning, but I’ll see what I can do,” said Harry, smiling cheekily at the sated blonde. He crawled up the bed to lay beside Lucius and cuddled into his arms.

“Now I guess it’s only fair to return the favour. We wouldn’t want you to be uncomfortable during breakfast this morning, now would we?” asked Lucius, slithering down the bed until his mouth was level to Harry’s cock.

“No we wouldn’t,” said Harry, muscles tightening in anticipation.

Lucius immediately deep throated the delicious cock in front of him, humming around the flesh in his mouth in pleasure. He used one hand to massage Harry’s ball sac and moved the other down to Harry’s pucker, pressing one finger slowly inside. Lucius swallowed around Harry’s cock, pressed the sensitive area just behind the ball sac, and hit Harry’s prostate simultaneously. Harry screamed at the triple stimulation, arched wildly, and shot his seed down Lucius’ throat.

“Oh, dear Merlin, I’ve died and gone to heaven,” muttered Harry hoarsely, feeling completely boneless and relaxed.

“I’ll take that as a ‘Wonderful job, Lucius,’” said Lucius, smirking at his sated husband.

“Wonderful job, indeed. I’ll definitely have to try that one out,” said Harry, smiling slightly.

Lucius gave Harry one last kiss and climbed off the bed. “Come on, brat. We need to shower and dress before Severus comes banging on the door.”

Harry just groaned and followed Lucius into the bathroom.

*****

Lucius was correct. They had only just gotten dressed when someone knocked on the door. Lucius threw a smirk at Harry and walked calmly to the door. “Why Severus, so good to see you this early morning,” he said as he opened the door.

Severus just glowered at Lucius’ teasing and walked into the room. Spotting Harry sitting on the couch, Severus sat beside him. “I just came to check on you. I was worried that the purification rituals combined with the bonding ritual may have caused some unknown side effects.”

“We don’t feel any different,” said Harry, glancing at Lucius for his affirmation.

Severus grabbed Harry’s chin and tilted his face in several different angles. “Your scar looks a little faded. Has it hurt any lately?”

“No, but that doesn’t mean anything. I’ve gone several weeks without a twinge, so one day isn’t really going to tell us anything,” said Harry wryly.

“What about you Lucius? Have you felt any pain through the dark mark?” asked Severus intently.

“No, actually I haven’t,” said Lucius, lifting his arm to glance at the mark. He gasped in shock at what he saw instead. “Severus, I think I’ve found a side effect.”

“What is it?” asked Severus, rushing towards the blonde.

Lucius held out his arm for Severus to see the changes. Instead of the Morsmordre, a black cobra embracing a golden gryffin shone from his arm. Harry walked over to his husband, curious about what had changed. When he saw the new pattern, he gasped and grabbed Lucius’ arm with his left hand. With this sudden movement, his robe sleeve rose to his elbow exposing his own cobra and gryffin tattoo.

“Harry!” cried Severus, grabbing his son’s left arm and examining the tattoo.

Harry glanced down at his arm to see what Severus was going on about and saw the identical marking. “When did that happen?” asked Harry in confusion.

“This is why I came to check on you. You had told me that the purification ritual could dampen, if not sever completely, your connection to the Dark Lord. What I believe happened is that the purification did indeed sever the connection, but the binding ceremony took that severed connection and bound the two of you even more tightly together. I think even your magic is bound together,” said Severus excitedly. “We really need to show Dumbledore this.”

*****

“Harry, you are a constant source of surprises,” said Dumbledore benignly, eyes twinkling brightly. “I believe that Severus is correct in his assertions regarding these tattoos.”

“But what does this mean exactly?” asked Harry dazedly, leaning into Lucius for support.

“Well, it looks like instead of soul, heart, and mind bond, you have somehow managed to bind yourselves together in a full-being bond. What that means is not only are your hearts, souls, and minds connected, but so are your lives and magic,” said Dumbledore quietly.

“So what you’re saying is that if I die, Harry dies too?” asked Lucius incredulously. At Dumbledore’s calm nod, Lucius exploded. “How do we break this? If I had known this would happen, I would never have agreed to this.”

At Lucius’ tirade, Harry shrank away from his irate husband. He lowered his head at the cruel words pouring from the blonde’s mouth, moving away slowly. Severus saw Harry’s movements and began to get very angry with Lucius. When he heard Lucius once again demand that Dumbledore find a way to break their bond, he lost it completely. Storming over to the ranting blonde, Severus punched Lucius hard in the jaw.

Staggering back with the blow, Lucius glared at Severus. “What the hell was that for?”

Severus just ignored Lucius and walked over to Harry. Pulling the crying teen into his arms, he led Harry to the door. When they reached the door, he turned back towards Lucius. “You swore you wouldn’t intentionally hurt him, but you didn’t even wait a full 24 hours after the wedding to do just that. I can’t believe I trusted you with my son’s welfare, but don’t worry, it will never happen again.” He pushed Harry out the door and softly shut the door behind them, leaving a stunned blonde behind.

“What is he talking about? I haven’t hurt Harry,” said Lucius, turning to Dumbledore for some answers.

“You don’t believe that asking me to break your bond with him would be considered hurting him? You just got married yesterday and now you’re basically wanting a divorce,” said Dumbledore quietly.

“Oh god! I didn’t mean it that way,” cried Lucius, completely distraught over how his words had been misconstrued. “I only want the bond broken because I don’t think it’s fair for Harry’s life to end when mine does. There is a significant age gap there, you know.”

“Don’t tell me this. You need to tell Harry that,” said Dumbledore. He sighed and sat back down as Lucius rushed from the room to soothe his distressed husband.

*****

Draco looked up as Harry and Severus walked into the room. He was shocked to see Harry walking with Severus’ arm wrapped around his shoulder and crying. “Harry, what’s wrong? Did something happen to Father?” he asked, walking to Harry and pulling him towards the couch. He sat beside Harry and pulled the sobbing brunette into his lap.

“He doesn’t want to stay bonded with me,” sobbed Harry into Draco’s chest, clinging to the blonde desperately.

“What? Why would he want to break his bond with you?” asked Draco incredulously, rubbing Harry’s back soothingly.

“He found out that their life and magic had also been bound during the ceremony, and he wasn’t exactly pleased,” snarled Severus, pacing the floor angrily.

“Wasn’t exactly pleased isn’t very accurate. His exact words were ‘How do we break this? If I had known this would happen, I would never have agreed to this.’ He believes our whole relationship was one big mistake,” said Harry quietly, sniffling and wiping the tears from his eyes. He climbed off Draco’s lap and looked towards Severus. “I don’t feel so well. Do you mind if I go lie down in the guestroom?”

“I don’t mind,” said Severus softly, feeling helpless in the face of his son’s anguish. He ‘really’ wanted to rip Lucius apart for this. And speak of the devil. Harry had just shut the guestroom door when Lucius rushed into the room. Severus pulled his wand, fully intending on hexing the blonde severely, but Draco grabbed his arm and pulled the wand out of his hand.

“You need to hear what he has to say before you hex him. Of course, if we’re not satisfied with your argument, Father, I won’t stop him at all,” said Draco, aiming a glare at his father.

“Fair enough. Severus, I only wanted to break the bond with Harry because his life shouldn’t be linked to mine. He shouldn’t have to die when I do,” said Lucius hurriedly.

“That is complete and utter crap, Lucius,” snarled Severus. “If you didn’t want to bond with him, you shouldn’t have agreed when he asked. Besides, he wanted to wait until after the Dark Lord’s defeat, but you insisted on the ceremony being performed within a week. If you were so afraid of dying, why bother with it at all?”

“I wanted him to be protected if I died. That won’t happen now because if I die, so does Harry. How is that fair to him?” yelled Lucius.

“It works the other way around too, Lucius,” said Harry from the doorway. “I’m just as likely to die as you are, so why is it not fair to me, but it is to you? If that is your only argument for breaking our bond, then I have to agree with dad and say that is complete and utter crap. We are married. That means we stick together through thick and thin, not run away from the bad things in life. I love you, Lucius, and if you truly want to break our bond, do so. But if you do, I expect you to stay far away from me because I-“ He couldn’t say anything more because Lucius had pulled him into a tight embrace, cutting off his speech.

“I love you, Harry. If you are truly all right with the new aspects of our bond, then they stay. I never meant to hurt you with this. I just couldn’t stand the thought of my death being the cause of yours,” said Lucius, kissing Harry’s forehead softly.

“I know how you feel because I feel the same way, but it really just gives me more incentive to live,” said Harry softly. “I want to spend many years with you, so I hope you now have more incentive to survive this war.”

“You’re absolutely right,” said Lucius, pressing a gentle kiss to Harry’s lips. He smiled when he heard Draco’s gagging sound at all the sappiness going around. Soon, he and Harry were both laughing with relief from the stress of this morning.

“So, dad, when are you and Draco going to get married?” asked Harry, cuddling into Lucius’ embrace contentedly.

“Why do you think we plan to get married? For your information, that has never been discussed,” said Severus haughtily.

“Why not? It’s obvious that you love each other, so why hesitate?” asked Harry quietly.

“Why would Draco want to tie himself to an old man like me? He could have someone much better, and younger,” said Severus quietly.

“What crap, dad. I swear, you like to give other people good advice, but you don’t like to take it all, do you? So what if you’re older than Draco. Have you thought that maybe Draco doesn’t see your age as an issue because he loves you, not your face or age? And sure, he could probably find someone better, but why should he?” asked Harry angrily. He hated to see his dad so unsure of himself and really didn’t want him to lose his happiness over something stupid.

“If you don’t love me, just say so. Don’t use our age difference and the possibility of me finding someone better as your excuse,” said Draco quietly. He really hated Harry right this moment. With one question, Harry had just laid bare all of his insecurities with his relationship with Severus.

“What? No, Draco. You know very well that I love you,” said Severus quickly.

“Really? How? You’ve never said as much, even when I told you. I thought that you loved me, but you’ve never actually said the words, and now-“ said Draco, getting angry with the way this conversation was going. “Harry, I hate you. You just had to rub it in my face that while you have a perfect, loving relationship with my father, I just have sex with Severus. Thank you so much for that reminder.”

“No, I-“ started Harry, flinching when Draco stormed from the room and slammed the door. “I’ll be right back.” He started towards the door to talk to Draco.

“No, Harry. You stay here with Lucius. I’m the one who needs to talk to Draco,” said Severus, walking through the door Draco had just slammed.

“Do you think they’ll be all right?” asked Harry worriedly.

“I think they will. You did manage to open Severus’ eyes to the truth in front of him,” said Lucius soothingly, pulling the worried brunette into a tight embrace.

*****

“Go away, Severus. I’m really not in the mood to talk right now,” mumbled Draco into his pillow.

“That’s okay because you don’t need to talk. I just wanted to say that I’m sorry,” said Severus, smirking a bit at Draco’s totally flummoxed expression. “Don’t look so shocked. I have apologized before.”

“Not to me or anyone I know,” said Draco immediately.

“Yes, I have. I apologized to Harry last year,” said Severus. “I also wanted to say that I do love you. Yes, I think you could find someone better, but that’s just because I want you to be happy.”

“I’m happy with you, Sev. I love you, and with as many times as I’ve said so in the last few months, you should know that by now. Why would I want to leave the man I love for someone else?” asked Draco, sitting up on the bed.

“Well now that we have that settled, I think Harry was right. Will you marry me, Draco?” asked Severus, kneeling in front of Draco.

“You do realize that I hate Harry, right?” asked Draco teasingly.

“You just hate him because he was right again,” said Severus, smiling at their bantering.

“Yes, I’ll marry you,” said Draco with a soft smile. “May as well make Harry my little brother in truth. Of course, he’ll also be my step-father and that’s just a little weird.”

“Nothing normal ever happens around Harry. It’s just something you have to get used to,” said Severus wryly. “Thank you, Draco.”

“For what?” asked Draco.

“For forgiving my stubbornness and agreeing to marry me,” said Severus.

“Well, it was purely altruistic on my part. After all, I can’t be responsible for both your and Harry’s unhappiness, now can I?” asked Draco teasingly. In a more serious tone, he said, “It was my pleasure, Severus.”