A Civil Union
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Lucius
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Adult ++
Chapters:
19
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47,036
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72
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Chapter 12
Title: A Civil Union, chapter 12
Author: ne'ichan
Email Address: neichan22@gmail.com
Summary:Judge's chambers.
Disclaimer: Owned by JK Rowling, all those characters you recognize. Mine, only those you don't.
Lucius' POV
"Mr. Malfoy. Auror Charles. Auror Roberts. Please, come this way." The young woman gestured, welcomingly.
I stood, towering over the slight form of the executive assistant/secretary of Judge Alexa Gregson. Her soft blue eyes fastened on me, and flicked up to the top of my head, and down to my booted feet. I could almost hear the abacus click of the calculations going on in her head, adding up my net worth. I could tell she liked what she saw. I kept my face neutral, making the message clear. I wasn't interested.
Roberts stood in front of me by a fraction. Benjamin behind me by the same margin. Bracketing me. The assistant was probably not familiar with my case, because she was looking up at me with the kind of hungry look wise men run from. I wondered if she would still look at me that way if she knew one or both of the other men with me would have to be with us if we went to bed together.
We followed her twitching hips down the wide hall of the court building. The marble under our feet was a pale brown, with darker veins. The dark brown velvet of the immense curtains partly shielding the equally vast windows were precisely the same color as the dark veins in the stone. Our steps echoed in the empty space. No one else was up this early. The place was deserted.
The assistant showed us into Alexa's chambers, announcing us, then closing the door softly behind us. I saw Alexa, and a roundish man in robes like hers. She, I expected, he I had not.
Alexa moved forward, smiling, her voluminous robes billowing around her willowy body. Her dark skin glowed, her eyes sparkling with welcome. We'd done this before. My hand opened and reached back, Roberts' hand closed on mine. Right before Alexa kissed my cheek.
"Lucius. You are more handsome each time I see you. Come, let's take a seat and get started." Alexa went to sit behind her vast desk. The entire surface was covered with documents. She turned toward the man. "Jess, this is Lucius Malfoy. Lucius, this is Jess Chei-Chei. He is an expert on criminal penalty orders like yours."
Benjamin saw the coffee service in the corner of the room and raised his brows at me. I nodded. He moved to the caddy and explored it's offerings. He brought me a cup, which I set on the edge of the desk. Benjamin remained standing behind me, as if reluctant to resume his seat. Alexa and the man with her never deigned to notice.
I found it sad somehow that there were enough people living under similar conditions to mine that there was an expert. But, if he could help me I was glad there was one.
"I managed to get this case assigned to me once I heard about the second order." She shook her head. "It is going to be impossible to follow the first order and the second order both, without getting an authorization to disclose." She shook her head again. The rotund man leaned and and whispered in her ear. She nodded, puckering her lips. He swiveled towards us, my aurors and myself.
The shorter man finally spoke. "I've read the documents pertaining to your case." He said. I waited for more. He stood there blinking at me, darting looks at my Keepers. Bemused by this odd man, I turned back to Alexa.
"And...?" I invited some disclosure. If not from him , then I was more than willing to accept it from her.
"We've looked into dismissing the second order, on hardship grounds. I am afraid that won't fly. The CoWW is calling in every favor they have to see it is carried out." She glanced at her calendar. "In three weeks time. Their argument is that it is for the civic good. The only chance for the peace treaty to succeed."
"Yes. Good for society to see you married. You and Potter." The small man said. Again that was all. I pursed my lips, waiting. Nothing more. He just stood and looked profoundly satisfied. Roberts was less patient than I.
"It won't do anyone any good if Mr.Potter is killed because he hasn't gotten the whole story." Roberts' put in, as if he couldn't help himself. His tone was cross, sharp.
Alexa stared in shock. Chei-Chei looked at him owlishly. He blinked.
Roberts had never said one word in any legal chambers before today. I sighed. Both my Companions had developed a fondness for Potter. The young man was a frequent visitor at our home, and had even spent the night once or twice. In the guest room. Alone. Unmolested.
Alexa made a sound, drawing my eye. I shook my head a fraction and she turned back to her reading. I reached out and took Roberts' hand. The sides of our chairs hid the fact we were holding hands. His fist was trembling, as he gripped me hard. Not with fear, I knew him better than that. He was brimming with frustration. He wanted the babbling to stop and concrete action to take it's place. Not going to happen, my friend, I thought at him, not going to happen.
"Now. It is a matter of working within the guidelines. I am confident we can persuade the ruling Judge to provide the authorization for your future spouse." Alexa said after a few awkward minutes. "Jess is going to argue before the panel. He is a brilliant debater."
I stared at the man in question. No offense, but, so far I was not impressed with his skills. And he was ceratinly managing to hide all of his brilliance. "And when will this argument take place?" I asked for lack of anything else diplomatic enough to say.
Alexa looked at her watch. "Oh, right about now." And with a snap, Jess Chei-Chei disappeared.
ne'ichan
Author: ne'ichan
Email Address: neichan22@gmail.com
Summary:Judge's chambers.
Disclaimer: Owned by JK Rowling, all those characters you recognize. Mine, only those you don't.
Lucius' POV
"Mr. Malfoy. Auror Charles. Auror Roberts. Please, come this way." The young woman gestured, welcomingly.
I stood, towering over the slight form of the executive assistant/secretary of Judge Alexa Gregson. Her soft blue eyes fastened on me, and flicked up to the top of my head, and down to my booted feet. I could almost hear the abacus click of the calculations going on in her head, adding up my net worth. I could tell she liked what she saw. I kept my face neutral, making the message clear. I wasn't interested.
Roberts stood in front of me by a fraction. Benjamin behind me by the same margin. Bracketing me. The assistant was probably not familiar with my case, because she was looking up at me with the kind of hungry look wise men run from. I wondered if she would still look at me that way if she knew one or both of the other men with me would have to be with us if we went to bed together.
We followed her twitching hips down the wide hall of the court building. The marble under our feet was a pale brown, with darker veins. The dark brown velvet of the immense curtains partly shielding the equally vast windows were precisely the same color as the dark veins in the stone. Our steps echoed in the empty space. No one else was up this early. The place was deserted.
The assistant showed us into Alexa's chambers, announcing us, then closing the door softly behind us. I saw Alexa, and a roundish man in robes like hers. She, I expected, he I had not.
Alexa moved forward, smiling, her voluminous robes billowing around her willowy body. Her dark skin glowed, her eyes sparkling with welcome. We'd done this before. My hand opened and reached back, Roberts' hand closed on mine. Right before Alexa kissed my cheek.
"Lucius. You are more handsome each time I see you. Come, let's take a seat and get started." Alexa went to sit behind her vast desk. The entire surface was covered with documents. She turned toward the man. "Jess, this is Lucius Malfoy. Lucius, this is Jess Chei-Chei. He is an expert on criminal penalty orders like yours."
Benjamin saw the coffee service in the corner of the room and raised his brows at me. I nodded. He moved to the caddy and explored it's offerings. He brought me a cup, which I set on the edge of the desk. Benjamin remained standing behind me, as if reluctant to resume his seat. Alexa and the man with her never deigned to notice.
I found it sad somehow that there were enough people living under similar conditions to mine that there was an expert. But, if he could help me I was glad there was one.
"I managed to get this case assigned to me once I heard about the second order." She shook her head. "It is going to be impossible to follow the first order and the second order both, without getting an authorization to disclose." She shook her head again. The rotund man leaned and and whispered in her ear. She nodded, puckering her lips. He swiveled towards us, my aurors and myself.
The shorter man finally spoke. "I've read the documents pertaining to your case." He said. I waited for more. He stood there blinking at me, darting looks at my Keepers. Bemused by this odd man, I turned back to Alexa.
"And...?" I invited some disclosure. If not from him , then I was more than willing to accept it from her.
"We've looked into dismissing the second order, on hardship grounds. I am afraid that won't fly. The CoWW is calling in every favor they have to see it is carried out." She glanced at her calendar. "In three weeks time. Their argument is that it is for the civic good. The only chance for the peace treaty to succeed."
"Yes. Good for society to see you married. You and Potter." The small man said. Again that was all. I pursed my lips, waiting. Nothing more. He just stood and looked profoundly satisfied. Roberts was less patient than I.
"It won't do anyone any good if Mr.Potter is killed because he hasn't gotten the whole story." Roberts' put in, as if he couldn't help himself. His tone was cross, sharp.
Alexa stared in shock. Chei-Chei looked at him owlishly. He blinked.
Roberts had never said one word in any legal chambers before today. I sighed. Both my Companions had developed a fondness for Potter. The young man was a frequent visitor at our home, and had even spent the night once or twice. In the guest room. Alone. Unmolested.
Alexa made a sound, drawing my eye. I shook my head a fraction and she turned back to her reading. I reached out and took Roberts' hand. The sides of our chairs hid the fact we were holding hands. His fist was trembling, as he gripped me hard. Not with fear, I knew him better than that. He was brimming with frustration. He wanted the babbling to stop and concrete action to take it's place. Not going to happen, my friend, I thought at him, not going to happen.
"Now. It is a matter of working within the guidelines. I am confident we can persuade the ruling Judge to provide the authorization for your future spouse." Alexa said after a few awkward minutes. "Jess is going to argue before the panel. He is a brilliant debater."
I stared at the man in question. No offense, but, so far I was not impressed with his skills. And he was ceratinly managing to hide all of his brilliance. "And when will this argument take place?" I asked for lack of anything else diplomatic enough to say.
Alexa looked at her watch. "Oh, right about now." And with a snap, Jess Chei-Chei disappeared.
ne'ichan