Drunken Bastard

AN: Right, I live in Galveston. Lovely little torn up town. I wrote this between clean-up; when I had no power, no internet, and no source of amusement. The library was closed. I told some people that I might add some side stories and here is one. I plan on writing Remus and Lucius story later as well as the Weasley's. Tell me which one you want the most and I'll see if I can't write that one. Remember to read and review! Thanks Midka

Drunken Bastard

Harry dodged another blow from his Uncle, but his cousin was behind him and got one in. It forced him forward and his uncle took another hit making him fall on the ground. Vernon Dursley spit on his nephew, “Don’t talk back to me again.” Harry nodded quickly, but stayed down, knowing that if he got up he would once again be hit. As it was he was sporting two black eyes, one eye was swollen shut, a broken cheekbone, broken nose, cracked lip, bruised ribs, and he was pretty sure his arm was broken as well. “Good now listen here boy, I am having some very important business men coming tonight. That means I want a nice dinner, not that I except much from you, now get going.”

Harry rushed to comply, it took a little over four hours, but Harry was proud of his results. He had asparagus gazpacho, warm Brie and black mission fig tartlet, petite filet mignon and chocolate mousse with raspberries. He was very proud of the meal. At a quarter to seven his uncle came in and smacked him over the head, sending him stumbling toward the stove. He managed to catch himself before he hit any of the burners keeping the food warm.

Vernon sneered, “You are not to come out at all, Petunia will be coming to collect the meals. Do not make a sound, and do not let anything burn. Got it, boy?” Harry nodded quickly letting out a sigh of relief when his uncle left. A moment later the doorbell rang. Harry could hear voices of two males joining the ‘family’. He sighed and began to pour the wine along with arranging the asparagus gazpacho for his aunt to deliver, not five minutes later his Aunt walked in the room scowling at him. She all but yanked the tray out of his hands, but luckily nothing was spilt.

The voices neared where Harry knew the table to be and he tried to keep as quiet as possible. He could now make out the words of the two men. The pair was father and son, Harry recognized the voice, but couldn’t remember whom it belonged to. He turned and began serving the tartlet and gave a small smile at the beauty of the dish. His aunt came in shortly after to grab the new tray, Harry smiled when he heard the older gentleman compliment the meal, but scowled when his aunt took credit for the meal.

Harry waited a few moments and began to arrange the main course, a moment later he heard his aunt tell someone to stop, that she could get what ever he needed, but the young man waved it off. He shook his head and turned as the door opened. A glass shattered along the floor and gray eyes locked on his face. Harry lowered his face, fighting the tears that he could for the humiliation. He heard Draco gasp and call for his father.

“What is it Draco?” Lucius said coming to the door.

Vernon tried to move the men away from the door, “Don’t worry about that sprig, just a child that we hired to help.”

But Lucius raised an eyebrow and slipped past the obese man, “Potter?” he gasped. Harry looked up and saw pure anger in the eyes of Lucius Malfoy and turned back to the meal he was making. But a moment later a gentle hand was turning him around once more. Lucius gently ran his finger over the broken cheek, causing Harry to flinch and wince. “Go gather your things, now.”

Harry looked between his ‘family’, and Lucius, “But Profes-”

Lucius eyes flashed, “Remus is at my home and will be devastated to know that I left you here in such a manner. And I will deal with your Professor.” Taking one last look Harry nodded and carefully walked out of the kitchen. “Draco,” Lucius called getting his son’s attention. “Go with him please.” Draco nodded, he would gladly help Harry.

When the two where gone upstairs Lucius turned to the muggles, all of them had gone pale. “I think that Mr. Dursley our business is finished, in fact I think I shall find myself a new agency.” Honestly he only needed to drills for his ingredient collecting business.

Vernon started to splutter. “But sir… he is just a whelp, a freak. He is of no consequence.”

Lucius grew angrier and angrier with each word. “I think I shall call tomorrow.” He moved forward when he saw Draco dragging Harry’s trunk. He nodded and Draco walked out of the house towards the limo. Harry looked nervously at his family whom were all glaring at him, and took a step back. Lucius looked towards Harry and gently said, “Go with Draco Harry, Remus will be glad to see you.” Harry nodded and walked slowly towards the limo. Lucius gave one more glare towards the family and walked out of the house towards the limo.

Harry was confused about what was going on but wanted to see Remus badly. Lucius got in the car and took out his wand, causing Harry to tense. “I’m only going to heal as much as I can.” Harry nodded and waited for pain. But when it didn’t come he looked up and saw that Lucius was running a diagnosis charm on him. “Okay Harry, I’m going to heal your cracked lips, and try to get rid of some of the swelling.” Harry nodded and let Lucius heal as much as he could. He sighed when his lips stopped hurting and his eye felt a little better. “I can’t do anymore with out a medi-witch.”

Harry nodded, “Thank you for this,” he rasped.

Draco was beside him and leaned forward to catch his eye, “No one deserves that Harry. Besides Remus would kill us if we left you there.”

Harry gave them a confused glance, “What is Remus doing at your house?”

Lucius smiled and Draco chuckled, “He and father are Hogwart’s sweeties, but that is a story for another time, anyway he is living with us.”

“Oh,” Harry said looking confused.

Lucius chuckled, “Tell you what Harry, I know for a fact that you probably won’t be able to leave the bed for a few days. I’ll come tell you about it then.”

Harry smiled but winced when it moved his cheek, “I’d like that.” He relaxed in the car and realized it must be enchanted because before he knew it they arrived. Harry was in awe of the house, but Draco pushed him gently and led him to a small living room done it blues and greens.

A few moments later Remus rushed in, his eyes glowing and a growl rumbling in his chest with every breath. He moved quickly when he spotted Harry and grabbing both him and Draco crushed them to his chest. Draco was in shock, but Harry groaned when the movement moved his ribs the wrong way. Lucius came in not a second later and moved over to Remus causing the werewolf to let out a large growl. But Lucius simply unbuttoned his shirt and showed his neck letting out a whimper. Remus growled again and moved to bite the neck. Lucius did nothing but moan lightly and let Remus move him.

Finally Remus calmed and looked a little red, “Sorry, full moon in two nights.” Harry nodded. “My gods Harry, why didn’t you tell anyone?!”

Harry just looked towards the ground, “I was safe there Remmy.”

Remus looked astounded, “From WHO?!”

Harry winced at the loudness, “Professor Dumbledore said that I have to stay there for the blood wards.”

“Blood wards? There are no bloody BLOOD WARDS!” Remus shouted, and Harry gave him a confused face. Remus sighed and calmed a little, “Harry, Lucius has been going to that house for over nine months, even with his ‘body art.’”

“But Professor Dumbledore…” Harry was hyperventilating and Draco reached forward and pulled him into his side. He started hushing the brunette in his arms and gently rubbing his neck. Harry started crying into Draco’s chest not sure if he was angry or sad.

Lucius took that moment to get an elf to contact Dumbledore and Madame Pomphrey, saying it was an emergency. When Dumbledore did show up he looked a little miffed, “Lucius, what is Harry doing at your house?” Lucius glared at the old man and took him to the side to explain to him and Poppy what had happened. Poppy in turn turned a glare at Dumbledore before huffing and walking slowly over to Harry.

“Harry,” Poppy called out gently. When he lifted his head she reigned in a gasp. “I need to heal you okay?” Harry nodded and Poppy began casting spells before reaching down to gather potions from her kit. She handed to him one at a time, which he dutifully took.

When that was done Dumbledore carefully moved forward, remorse clear in his eyes. “My boy, I am so sorry. Why didn’t you tell anyone?”

Harry just looked at him, “You said that there were wards, I need to protect them.”

Remus growled, “No they need to be hurt.”

Lucius walked over and began running his fingers through Remus’ hair, calming him. “Draco, why don’t you take Harry to a room, that one by you is good.” Draco nodded and levitated Harry down the hall and up the stairs.

When they reached the third floor Draco levitated Harry down the hall. He pointed toward a door, “Dad and Remus’ room.” He pointed to a pair of glass French doors, “Family Library.” He moved down and blushed when he pointed to a room with a white door and an engraved dragon on it, “My room.” He moved to the door two rooms down, “This will be your room for now.”

Harry smiled when he was gently lowered to the ground, and let to walk. “Thank you Draco.” Draco jut waved it off and opened the door. The room was huge probably about the size of Vernon’s master bedroom, the guest room, and Dudley’s room combined. “Wow.” It was done in pale shades of blues and plums, he smiled and gently sat upon the bed. “Thank you Draco.”

“Don’t worry about it I’ll think of a way for you to repay me,” he gave a smirk and Harry smiled. But his potions started to effect him and he quickly fell asleep.

The next morning Harry awoke to large blue eyes staring at him. He blinked quickly and saw a small house elf, “Oh good Master Harry is awake, I go get Masters.”

Five minutes later Remus arrived and a house elf popped in with the breakfast tray. “Hello pup.” Harry smiled at him, happy that his cheek no longer hurt. “No you have been ordered to stay in bed for three days, I can owl Hermione and Ron if you want.”

Harry shook his head, “No thank you Moony, I’d rather not tell them. Besides they haven’t owled me at all this summer.”

Remus nodded and they started talking about school, which led to Voldemort. Right in the middle of a good debate between shielding curses Draco bounded into the room, “Hello Remmy.”

Remus made a show of looking at the clock, “My goodness, it’s only ten thirty and you’re up, quick let me check you for a fever.” Draco stuck out his tongue causing Harry to chuckle at them.

“What’s ya doing scarehead?” Draco asked as he climbed into the bed and stole some cold toast left over from Harry’s breakfast.

Harry started explaining the situation and soon all three were in the debate. No one noticed the time go by until Lucius came into the room. “You know I find it a little odd when no one shows up for dinner.”

Remus cast a tempus and gave a sheepish smile, “Sorry Luc, I guess we didn’t realize the time.”

Lucius just shrugged, “I was actually going to suggest moving it up here anyway.” He snapped his fingers twice and a table appeared not a second later it was set with food. Remus smiled and levitated Harry into a chair. “I have to say Harry, that what you cooked yesterday was simply amazing.”

Harry blushed as Draco nodded. “It was, I was shocked when I found out it was you. I had thought that woman had ordered from a restaurant.” Harry though was very red, cracked a smile. “AWW, look little Harry is turning into a tomato.” Lucius and Remus chuckled quietly and Harry stuck out his tongue. Dinner passed quickly and Harry was given more potions to take, it only took twenty minute afterward for him to fall asleep.

Later that night Draco was awoken by screaming, he quickly ran out of bed and down the hall to Harry’s room. He wrenched the door open and ran to Harry who was shaking and screaming. His scar was bright red and dripping a little blood. Draco called for a house elf to get his father and Remus and jumped on the bed to try to wake Harry up.

Finally he groused right when Remus barged in the room in little more than a robe, Lucius in a similar state right behind him. Remus saw what had happened and ran to Harry’s trunk pulling out vials. He walked back to the bed, “Draco, I need you to get behind him and prop him up.”

Draco did so and Harry shivered as he was fed the vials. He turned his head and grabbed hold of Draco’s shirt. But soon he was fast asleep again, though he still had a tight hold on Draco. Draco looked up at Remus, “What was that?”

Remus sighed, “He has a connection to the Voldemort. When he gets really mad or extremely happy, he sends Harry visions. The only thing is that Harry can feel every curse cast upon whomever HE is… entertaining.”

Draco paled, as did Lucius, Draco looked down and found his hand running through the messy locks. He looked back up to Remus, “We should probably place a monitoring spell on him.” Remus nodded and cast the spell, but when Draco tried to leave Harry would whimper and tighten his hold. Draco just sighed and laid down, “I’ll be fine here tonight.” Remus nodded and Lucius smiled as Harry just sighed and cuddled into Draco. Draco chuckled a little.

The next morning Draco awoke to find Harry’s head upon his chest, he smiled and began running his hands through his hair. Harry awoke and started to find someone in his bed, but quickly remembered what had happened, “Oh gosh Draco, I’m so sorry. I forgot to put up a silencing charm last night.”

Remus was in the doorway, “You mean you put it on the night before?”

Harry’s head whiplashed around, but at the fierce glare nodded. “Harry James Potter, I know about your visions. I don’t want you to hide them from me, do you understand?” Remus berated him as good as he could.

But Harry just looked up at him, “But you’re with Lucius, you shouldn’t have to worry about me.”

Lucius was behind Remus and stepped around the werewolf, “Harry, just because we are together doesn’t mean you can’t lean on him, or us.” He said indicating Draco and himself. “Remus is our family, and by extension you are as well.”

Harry listened as Lucius said his speech and saw both Remus and Draco nod. “But I’m just a burden to-”

Remus growled, “My Pup, is not a burden to anyone, least of all us.”

Harry saw the sincerity in their words and nodded. Remus smiled, “Good, then I’m going to take a bath and come back for breakfast.”

Lucius watched him go, “You know what, I think I’ll go join him. Get done in twice the time.”

Draco chuckled as he left, “More like take twice as long.” He looked down at Harry, who was looking at him with remorseful eyes. “What is it Harry?”

Harry looked down, “You don’t have to agree with what Lucius said. I won’t tell him if you disagree.”

Draco sighed and pulled Harry back to him, Harry head landing on his chest. “If I didn’t agree Harry, I would have said so. I intend to be a big brother, Remus is already like my second Dad. He would tell me and Father great stories about you and when you were a babe and when he got to know you again. I kind of already feel like you’re apart of the family.” Draco could feel Harry smile in his chest.

Remus walked in with Lucius not far behind, sated smiles upon their faces. Remus’ smile turned gentle when he walked back into Harry’s room to find the young man asleep once more on Draco’s chest. Remus felt Lucius come up behind him and leant back in the warmth. “I didn’t think that Harry would fall into it this quickly.”

Lucius nodded, they had talked about it yesterday. He dropped a kiss on Remus’ shoulder. “He is desperate for family, thinking that all he has can slip away.” Remus sighed and Lucius could tell he was sore. He urged the man on the bed with the two boys. “Come on we’ll all just have breakfast in bed today.” Draco gave the man a look, and Lucius smirked, “I never said which bed.” Draco just shook his head and moved his free hand to the toast that had appeared.

One year passed, with Draco and Harry becoming very close. Remus and Lucius were being as supportive as they could to the young man. Finally Harry had done it he had killed Voldemort, but it was touch and go for many weeks. He had suffered magical backlash. Lucius had him transported to their house, medi-witches were hired to be there twenty four hours a day.

When Harry finally did come out of it, Draco refused to leave his side. Lucius was often in the room, as was Remus. It was three days after he had awaken that the life-changing Daily Prophet came soaring into the room. Harry was asleep but Draco had taken the paper. He gasped as he read the front page. He quietly slipped out from under Harry, who had once again taken up residency on his chest. He stalked to his fathers’ room and threw open the door, to angry to care about their modesty. “Draco Lucius Malfoy-”

Lucius was cut off when Draco threw the paper down on the bed, “Read that.” He growled reminding Remus of the days close to his transformation. Lucius took the paper and paled then flushed in anger. Remus was reading over his shoulder and growled. Draco knew then that he was truly pissed, because it was the new moon tonight.

Lucius got up and got dressed then, with the paper in hand flooed away. Remus and Draco both got a calming draught before Draco went back to curl around Harry, trying to protect him from that which he knew he could. When Lucius got back he wore a smirk, and Remus jumped up from the couch. Lucius leaned into the kiss. “The Daily Prophet is going to write another article, and the ministry and Wizgamont is refusing to approve it.” Remus sighed in relief and collapsed against Lucius’ chest. “We’ll tell Harry when he is a little better, when we can all be around him.” Remus nodded and let Lucius led him to Harry’s room.

It took three more weeks until Harry was declared fit, and he was smiling again. Lucius and Remus hated doing this, but he was asking for Ron and the Weasleys. Lucius sat down beside Harry and Draco got behind him. Remus came in carrying five newspapers. He looked at Harry, “I’d never tell you this if we could Harry. But we must.”

Remus handed the papers to Harry who looked through them, his eyes going wide and his skin paling. ‘The Boy-Who-Lived stole our Childhood!: an interview with Harry Potter’s friends.’ ‘The Boy-Who-Lived Sued for putting Friends in danger.’ ‘The Ministry of Magic turns Boy-Who-Lived suit away.’ ‘The Malfoys and wizards everywhere furious over ex-friends claims.’ ‘Owners of Weasley’s Wizarding Wheezes furious at Family for turning away from Savior.’ With each paper Harry’s faced paled all the more, and tears started running down his face, until he started shaking and couldn’t look at them anymore.

Remus pulled the papers away from his hands and leaned over to calm him. Draco wrapped his arms around him and Harry turned and buried his face in his chest. Draco could do no more than let Harry cry. Lucius and Remus stayed there waiting until Harry could face them. Draco could feel the violent sobs racking the small body and knew that Harry was going to cry himself to sleep.

It took two days before Harry would udder a word. He looked at Lucius who was in the room. “Am I truly such a burden?” His voice cracked from the strain.

Lucius reacted immediately stalked over to where Harry was curled up on the window and lifted him into his chest. “Never Harry. Never. You are our second son, and Draco’s brother. You lift our hearts and bring hope to our souls, and the souls of many. Those Weasleys thought they could get something out of it, out of you, something they wanted and yearned. But you are OUR family, that means we get to protect you.”

Remus and Draco had heard the question and answered in similar manners. Draco looked at Harry, “Besides, who else is going to help me poke fun of Father and Papa.”

It took weeks for Harry to be back to his old self, if not a little more wary. It took two months for him to allow himself to see Fred and George, and then Ginny. Later when it was all said and done and he was getting ready to go back to Hogwarts to finish his seventh year he turned to Draco, “You know I’m glad that you and you and Father found me that day.”

Draco smiled and kissed Harry’s head, “Me too.”