A Chance at Normal

Disclaimer: I do not have any legal claim to Harry and friends though I
wish






Disclaimer: I do not have any legal claim to Harry and
friends though I wish

 

I did.

 

A/N: I have to put a big thanks out to one reviewer in
particular, stayblue –

 

she convinced me that Lucius should know the truth about
Harry aka Lucian.

 

I had planned on him knowknowing the truth but I was
convinced otherwise. I

 

also would like to thank every one else that has reviewed
and even more

 

thanks to those who have reviewed more than once. I really
like those

 

people. Keep up the reviews they make me so happy. Oh and
please go and

 

read my other stories while you’re at it and tell me what
you think about

 

those ones. Well I think that I have babbled on long
enough so here is the

 

story.

 

Chapter 14: The Press Conference

 

 Lucian had just walked back to his room from the
kitchen were he had

 

grabbed two apples for him and Draco. When he harst rst
left the kitchen

 

after his father had so subtlety kicked him out he felt
Lucius eyes following

 

him as he went and scooped Draco up into his arms and
carried him to his

 

bedroom. He figured that his father would say something to
Lucius about

 

him and Draco but how much he would tell him he had no
idea. 

 

Lucian sighed as he sat next to Draco. “Is there anything
I could do?” he

 

asked kno tha that if he asked if Draco was ok he would
more than likely

 

hex him. He knew that Draco hated being asked that when
people knew the

 

obvious answer.

 

Draco looked up at Lucian his eyes red and puffy from
crying, “Just hold

 

me.” He said quietly.

 

Lucian didn’t need to be told twice. He quickly pulled
Draco into his arms

 

and placed a comforting kiss on his temple. “How’s this?”
he asked pul


 

Draco a bit closer so that he could rest his head against
his chest.

 

“Please don’t ever leave me.” Draco whispered gently
sobbing into Lucian’s

 

chest. “Tell me that you will always be here with me.” He
grasped

 

desperately at Lucian’s robes. He held onto them as if his
clothes were the

 

lifeline to Lucian.

 

Lucian held Draco tighter as he ran his fingers through
his soft blond hair

 

trying to comfort him. He could feel the dampness from
Draco’s tears

 

seeping through the material of his robes and onto his
skin. He began gently

 

rocking back and forth trying to comfort Draco much like
you would do for

 

a small child. Tenderly and silently giving Draco his
unconditional love and

 

support as he held him close to his heart. A soft knock on
his doorframe

 

brought his thoughts back to surroundings, and into the
eyes of Draco’s

 

father. He smiled approvingly at Lucian’s embracing of his
only son. Lucian

 

felt like a weight had been lifted from his shoulders
seeing the approval

 

Lucius eyes, maybe there was a chance for Draco to have a
meaningful start

 

with his father. It was saddening though when he thought
about what had

 

happened. In order for Draco to gain the father that he
had always wanted he

 

ha loo loose his mother. Lucian knew that it had to harder
to loose one of

 

your parents when you where older than it was for him to
have lost both of

 

his when he was too young to remember them. In some aspect
he had, had it

 

easier. He noticed that Lucius had walked in and sat down
beside them and

 

with his elbows on his knees he let his head fall into his
hands.

 

“Draco, I am sorry that I made you feel like you couldn’t
tell me who you

 

loved. I just wanted you to know that I think that Lucian
is a fine young man

 

and I don’t think you could have done any better.” He
noticed that Draco

 

had sat up a bit in order to better see his face. “I
approve of your choice.”

 

And with that he stood up and started walking to the door.
He was about

 

three steps from crossing into the hallway when Draco’s
soft voice stopped

 

him.

 

“I love you too Dad.” voicvoice was rough and strained
from the emotion

 

but the words rang clear and strong for Lucius.

 

Lucius knew that he and Draco had a lot to work through
but at least now

 

they had a beginning to work from. “You two need to get
ready for the

 

conference, we will be heading up in about ten minutes.”
And with that he

 

swept out of the room. He was just about to open the
kitchen door when

 

Remus’s voice stopped him.

 

“You didn’t tell him everything about Lucian, did you?”
Remus said his

 

voice unsteady with worry.

 

“If you are talking about me telling Lucius who Lucian
really was, then yes I

 

did tell him. But I didn’t tell him about him being a
werewolf since his

 

fourth year, although he would probably be thrilled to
know that his son is

 

and illegal animagus with two forms.  I think that
Lucian should be the one

 

to tell him unless he figures it out for himself in the
mean time.” Severus

 

said quietly.

 

Lucius heard Remus sigh. “I still think that you should
tell him, I mean

 

Lucian is dating his only son. I just don’t want Lucian to
go through all of

 

the discrimination that I have endured my whole life.”

 

“I understand that you don’t want him to get hurt Remus,
but Merlin he has

 

kept it a secret for the past two years and Albus had no
idea. It is his

 

decision of who he tells, not mine.” Severus said with
conviction.

 

Lucius was stunned; he had no idea on what to think. He
stumbled back into

 

the living room and sat heavily down onto the couch. Did
he mind that his

 

son was dating a werewolf, well yes. But then he couldn’t
help but to think

 

back to how Lucian gentle and caring he was toward Draco,
he could plainly

 

see that Lucian loved his son very much.  And then he
though back to

 

Remus whom he had known since his days at Hogwarts. Remus
was one of

 

the kindest and honest men that he had ever known and he
had been a

 

werewolf since he was young. Smiling resolutely he thought
to himself that  

 
woulwould just wait until Lucian or Draco brought it up and
he would tell him

 

that he had no problem with it. Just as he was getting
ready to stand and

 

walk back to the kitchen he heard Lucian’s door close.
When he looked up

 

he saw that the boys were ready to go. Lucnoddnodded in
their direction and

 

walked into the kitchen the boys following closely behind
him.

 

  The two occupants looked up as the kitchen door
opened. Severus saw that

 

his son was gently leading Draco toward the table so that
he could sit down.

 

“Dad, are we going to go up to the Great Hall and wait for
Professor

 

Dumbledore to let everyone come in or can we go up early
so that he can

 

already be in there when he opens the doors?” Lucian asked
wondering how

 

they were going to get through this day with out any
bloodshed.

 

“Yes, Remus had just told me that Albus wants us all up
there and sitting

 

with the rest of the staff before he lets the people come
in. That way we will

 

have the rest of the staff to protect us.” Severus said
jokingly, well he hoped

 

that it wouldn’t come down to that.

 

Lucian sighed and took a hold of Draco’s hand. He felt
Draco squeeze back

 

reassuringly. He watched as his father and Remus stood and
made their way

 

toward the door. Lucius followed after them and he felt
Draco pulling him

 

toward the door. “This is going to be a long day.” He said
to himself but

 

Draco heard him and chuckled quietly. Lucian smiled at his
boyfriend and

 

shook his head. “You probably think that this is going to
be hilarious that I

 

am going to a conference where they are announcing my
death and I get to

 

sit there and act all innocent.”

 

Draco snorted and then tried to cover it up with a cough,
“Just think now

 

you can see what people really think of you and I can
you  honestly say that

 

you are not going to get a kick out of seeing the reaction
of people when

 

they find out that their precious Boy-Who-Lived and savior
of the Wizarding

 

world died not at the hands of the Dark Lord like every
one would assume

 

but at the hands of his family.”

 

Lucian stood there not saying anything for a full minute;
he had never really

 

realized how ironic it was. He had really come close to
dieing. “Yeah, I

 

think I will get a kick out of this, just promise me if I
start to look too happy

 

you will kick me or pinch me.”

 

Draco laughed out loud this time, “Yeah alright I think
that I could do that, I

 

mean after all it wouldn’t look good for Sev’s son to look
happy at the

 

prospect of Harry Potter dead now would it. You will
probably already be

 

condemned for being with a Malfoy.” He shook his head
sadly at this,

 

thinking back at how lucky he was to have Lucian as a
pivotal part in his

 

life. “Come on we need to catch up with our fathers.” He
said as he started

 

to jog up the corridor in order to catch up with the
adults.

 

Lucian laughed as he ran after Draco. This definitely was
going to be

 



interesting day.



 

Meanwhile in the Great Hall.

 

Minerva McGonagall was sitting in her usual seat at the
head table in the

 

Great Hall thinking back to what Albus had said to her
earlier. He had told

 

her that Severus was bringing his son with him to the
conference. She had

 

been shocked to find out that he had kept it hidden that
he had a son. Albus

 

had said that he was transferring to Hogwarts for thierm erm but he neglected

 

to tell her how old he was. She guessed that she would
find out today when

 

she sees him. Minerva also found it odd that Albus didn’t
say which school

 

the boy was transferring from or even what the child’s
name was for that

 

matter. But she couldn’t blame him for forgetting trivial
things with

 

everything that had happened lately. She hastily swiped at
the tears that

 

threatened to fall; this year would be so different
without Harry. She had

  nownnown that it was a very real possibility that Harry would
not make it

 

because of the extent of the injuries that he had received
from his uncle. But

 

she had thought deep down that he would bounce back like
he had from all

 

of the other scrapes from death. She couldn’t even imagine
how the

 

Weasley’s and Miss Granger were feeling, although it
seemed as if Ron and

 

Hermione had gone there own way and left Harry to fend for
himself. She

 

had only noticed it last term and had no idea when it had
started or even

 

what had happened to cause that rift. Minerva heard the
staff door open to

 

her left and saw Severus walk in with Remus and Lucius
Malfoy and then

 

dily bly behind them where Draco and a young man about the
same age who

 

had to be Severus’s son. There was no mistaking him for
anyone else, he

 

stood taller than Draco almost matching his father’s
height, and he had long

 

black straight hair that hung below his shoulders. He was
a very handsome

 

boy.

 

“Ah Minerva, I see that you are already here. I would like
to introduce you

 

to someone.” Severus said gesturing to the boy beside
Draco. “Lucian, come

 

here please I would like to introduce you to the
Transfiguration professor

 

Minerva McGonagall.” He said smirking slightly.

 

Lucian stepped over to Minerva and clasped his hand into
hers and slightly

 

bowed in respect to her. “It is a pleasure to meet you,
Madame.  I look

 

forward to your classes this term.” He said politely.

 

Minerva was pleasantly surprised; she would never dream
that Severus’s son

 

wobe sbe so polite and respectful to someone that he had
never met before.

 

“I am looking forward to seeing you there as well. Now why
don’t you tell

 

me a little about yourself and tell me where your father
had you hidden all

 

these years.” She said teasingly.

 

Lucian chuckled this was the moment that his father had
been waiting for. “I
sp; sp;

am transferring from The Griffin Academy. With everything
that has been

 

going on lately my father felt that I should be closer to
him and go to

 

Hogwarts instead of in the states at my old school.” He
smiled at the

 

shocked expression on Minerva’s face as she turned toward
his father.

 

“Your son was attending Griffin Academy in New York? My
word Severus

 

why didn’t tel tell anyone, you must be so proud of him.
What year is he

 

going to be in this term and goodness are we even going to
be able to teach

 

him something that he doesn’t already know?” she asked
clearly bewildered.

 

Severus laughed; he had waited years to get something past
Minerva that

 

would leave her speechless. It was priceless. “Lucian is
going to be entering

 

into the sixth year for this term and I am sure that we
will find something to

 

teach the boy.”  He shook his head in amusement as he
sat down. Lucian sat

 

down beside him and then Draco sat next to Lucian. Lucius
sat down next to

 

his son and Remus sat on his other side. Now they just had
to wait for Albus

 

to let the crowds in.  They sat silently and waited
for Albus’s cue that he was

 

going to open the doors. As if on cue Albus came through
the staff door and

 

walked up toward the staff table.

 

“Are you all ready, I think that it about time to start
the conference. Be sure

 

to keep and eye out for any thing unusual. Stay on alert.”
Albus said his eyes

 

void of the ever-present twinkle. He swept toward the
massive doors at the

 

end of the hall and with a moments pause and a flick of
his hands the doors

 

swung open. People started filing in and sitting in the
chairs that were lined

 

up in rows in the room. Albus slowly walked up to the head
table and sat

 

down in his usual seat in between Severus and Minerva. He
leaned over to

 

his right and whispered to Lucian, “Are you ready for all
Hell to break

 

loose?” he said trying to keep the grin off his face.

 

Lucian nodded his head discretely. He looked back out into
the crowd as he

 

watched wizards and witches from the ministry fill up the
first three rows of

 

chairs. Some were giving him cold and calculating looks as
they looked

 

from his father to him making the obvious connection. This
was definitely

 

going to be an interesting day. He stopped staring at the
crowd when he

 

heard Albus clear his throat and stand up. All noise
stopped and it was

 

deathly quiet.

 

“Some of you already know why I have called this
conference where as

 

others of you don’t. So I will get to the heart of it.”
Albus cleared his throat

 

again and rested his hands on the top of the table.

 

“Three weeks ago it became clear to myself and the staff
that there was

 somesomething wrong with Mr. Potter who was currently spending
the summer

 

holiday at his home with his aunt and uncle. I sent two of
my most trusted

 

staff to go and check on Harry. When they arrived they
found Harry severely

 

beaten and just barely alive. They quickly gathered his
stuff and brought him

 

back to Hogwarts to be treated. After being healed to the
best that was

 

possible Harry slipped into a coma. Due to the extent of
the injuries that he

 

had sustained to his head and body I am sad to say
that  Harry James Potter

 

passed away last night at around midnight.”