Something Special About Harry

Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoat Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.

Thanks to Keikokin for asking me to write this pairing for her in this situation. Thanks to Tivogirl for the wonderful Beta work and putting up with my ramblings!

Warning: NC –17

Chapter 21

Harry slowly opened his eyes. He felt arms around him and a leg over his thighs. He felt safe, secure and loved. He smiled as he thought back to what was bringing the contentment to his life. Lucius. Who would have thought they would ever have been lovers, let alone mated for life?

Harry had never thought that far ahead, now here he was within the arms of a life-long husband, friend, and lover. Who would have thought he’d be a half-Veela? Never in his wildest dreams had that occurred to him. A stray thought to the Dursley’s made him feel just rotten again. Maybe he was the freak.

With a sigh, Harry’s mood changed and he moved out of his husband’s embrace. Harry didn’t realize it yet, but his mood changes effected the people close to him. On top of that, the magic that was the castle responded also. Harry walked to the sitting room and picked up his book, trying to read. The more he read, the more he became despondent. It was written before him, just not in plain language. He had all these wonderful “abilities and gifts.” He was the freak.

Lucius woke up immediately missing Harry, but nature called and he headed for the bathroom. Finished taking care of business, he stood washing his hands and looking in the mirror. He noticed some of the lines on his face, especially around his eyes, had smoothed out. He looked over the rest of himself in the full-length mirror. For a man of his age and experiences he was still what he had some of the female students called a “hunk or stud muffin.” He didn’t think so, but who was he to argue with popular opinion?

Running a hand across his flat stomach, a random thought hit him from out of nowhere and it was devastating. He was a freak. He tried to shake that thought but it persisted. He had never thought that of himself. Another thought popped up to reaffirm it; “you were never a pregnant empath before either”. That thought made him stop thinking for a minute as his hands covered his stomach protectively and his mind tuned in to Harry. It was Harry thinking of himself as a freak that was casting the feelings. Lucius donned a robe quickly and went to find his hurting husband.

Lucius found him in the sitting room, staring off into space. He took the book and set it down on the table and sat down on the sofa, pulling Harry into his arms while stroking the side of his Gryffindor’s face and one hand. “Harry, love, come back to me. Talk to me.” Harry’s eyes focused at he looked at Lucius in despair.

“It’s true what they said. The book only confirms it. I’m a freak.” A slow tear started down his cheek. Lucius wiped it dry and held him that much tighter.

“Harry, listen to me. In all the years we have known each other, all the articles in all the papers, all the people surrounding you here, have any of the credit-worthy, reliable ones ever called you a freak? Even Voldemort never called you that. Listen my love, the only freaks in your life were those Muggle relatives. They were nothing more than bullies. They called you names and mistreated you because they were afraid and knew you were so much better than they could ever hope to be. They didn’t understand or want to understand our world, and its better they never tired.” Lucius stopped for a minute to let his words sink in.

Harry finally nodded and Lucius leaned in for a kiss. It started gentle and stayed that way. It was more of a comforting kiss. When they finally broke apart, Lucius smiled into the emerald eyes. He could sense the change in his husband. “Harry, you have always been special to me. I use that word in a very good way. When you were a baby and I got to see you, you would do the most amazing things. I always enjoyed watching you and Draco play or even just sleep side by side. The way you acted with even Severus when you were a baby was astounding. Now you are a grown man, it’s only increased. You still amaze me, confound Severus, which is not a bad thing, and have saved us all. The most current special thing about you, my powerful wizard, is the child or children you have given me. It’s also the way you helped Severus and Draco get back together. Thank you for that.” Lucius kissed him again and sat in silence with the younger man wrapped in his arms.

Harry was letting the positive feelings flow through him as he sat thinking. Suddenly he moved Lucius away and wide-eyed exclaimed “Lucius, oh good gods, the ceremony! We said we’d take care of it! Look at the time!” Lucius chuckled.

“Harry my dear. We are wizards. We can “do magic”. Watch and learn to delegate, see what money can do for you.” Lucius snapped his fingers and called for Dobby and Penny. Dobby showed up beaming at them. Penny popped in looking afraid. Lucius frowned and Penny started to hit herself. Lucius saw it and grabbed her little hand, speaking softly. “Penny, stop that. The frown was not at you, I was thinking. Now please, calm down, there is no need to punish yourself. Harry and I need your help.”

Lucius looked to both house elves. “We need your help. Masters Draco and Severus are to be married tonight in the Magnolia Orchards at Malfoy Manor.” He stopped as the two house elves jumped up and down and the litany of “a wedding” was repeated and “Oh what do we do?” were heard.

Lucius spoke again. “Dobby, Draco would like the Magnolias blooming, but we know it’s the wrong time of year. Is there anything you know of that can make that happen?”

Dobby looked at his Master Lucius. “There is think I am knowing Master Lucius. Master Harry can make it happen for a night. He just needs to be using his nature guardian powers for it. Just talk to the trees and if they recognize good in it, they will be happy to do as asked.”

Harry looked at Dobby. “Dobby how did you know about the guardian in me? And what else can you tell me?”

Dobby whimpered. “Master Harry, we house elves know many things, but not speak of them until someone needs to know. Dobby cannot tell you what else he knows until it is needed. I am sorry Master Harry. Dobby will go punish himself for not telling you more.”

Before Dobby could pop out Harry grabbed a small hand. “Dobby you are not to punish yourself for this. There is a reason you cannot tell me now. But when the time is right you will. Now we have more things we need help with for tonight. Draco wants fairy lights in the trees also. Can you manage those for us? Also we are going to need a late dinner for twenty and a wedding cake.” Dobby nodded his head and waited.

Lucius looked at Penny. “Penny you are the best house elf we have for arranging gatherings and decorating. I want you to bring me four sample invitations and we will pick one and write them. You will get a new house uniform to wear to deliver them in. They are not a present of clothes. You are being outfitted in Malfoy colors to perform a service for us. Is that understood? Good. Now, Penny, you go get started and hurry back. We are discussing the food with Dobby. We’ll discuss decorations with you when you return. That’s a good Penny. Now off with you.”

Penny popped out, leaving the three males by themselves. Lucius began. “Dobby, I’ll make this easy for you. This is for Draco and Severus’ wedding. I’m sure they won’t remember much, but here’s what you are doing. You are taking Draco and Severus’ favorite food items – the appetizers, the soup course, their favorite cheeses, their favorite breads, the entrees and the desserts. You will pick one from each category for each of them and see that it is ready to be served between 9 and 9:30 tonight. I also want the drink fountain with pumpkin juice. Some of us cannot imbibe in spirits at the moment.” Lucius looked at Harry and quirked an eyebrow. Harry beamed. Both were startled by Dobby.

“Oh, the house elves be knowing Master Lucius. You and Master Draco and Master Severus should not be drinking alcohol. Neither should Miss Bushy Hair or Miss Pansy although they don’t know it yet. Strange things happen at Hogwarts when people get bad ideas but all turn out right. You will see. Dobby is going now to start food. We will have everything ready for you at the Manor.” Dobby disappeared.

Harry and Lucius stared at each other. Hermione and Pansy shouldn’t have alcohol? Penny popped back in. “I am sorry it took so long Master Lucius. It was hard deciding on just four. Here they are. Tell me which one and I will make sure we have all things necessary.”

Lucius picked them up and went to Harry. They stood looking them over, comparing and discussing them. Harry pulled a piece of parchment from the desk and began sketching. When he was done, Lucius looked on in disbelief. “Another hidden talent Harry?”

Harry blushed. “I’ve always doodled. I can draw certain things better. I can draw people better than animals, but plants I have no problems with.” Lucius looked at the drawing again. It was true.

On the left side of the parchment was a drawing of a magnolia tree limb and crossing the top complete with blossoms. On closer inspection, Lucius saw Harry had managed to put accurate little drawings of Draco and Severus sitting on the branch, kissing. Lucius read the inscriptions.

“Harry these are wonderful. We need to make about 22 of them – mostly for the guests but I think Draco would like to keep one and so would I. Harry have you ever thought of being an artist? It’s something to think about with your talent and you would only have to do those you wanted.”

Lucius looked at Penny. “Penny have 21 of these made exactly as they are. Here is the list of people to deliver them to. I want you to make sure I get this one back and one for Master Draco. Make sure you wear your new uniform and deliver them to the invitees hands alone. Thank you Penny.” Penny knew when to pop out.

Lucius looked at Harry with a gleam in his eye. “Hungry?”

Harry looked back at Lucius, seeing the gleam. “Would it be horrible if we went to take a nap and had lunch in bed when we wake up? I’m feeling a little tired.”

Lucius had his arms around Harry in a second. “Harry? Of course we can. Are you sure you’re okay? Do I need to firecall Poppy?” The blond had had other plans for naptime but if Harry was tired, something was going on. \"“Let me get your book and we’ll go lie down.” He picked up the book, helped his husband up and headed for the bedroom. He made sure Harry was comfortable before joining him on the bed. Wrapping himself around his Gryffindor, he initiated a soft gentle kiss with slow languorous caresses. Harry made a soft mewling sound deep in his throat. Lucius took his lips away and looked at him.

Harry looked back. “Hmm, I’m not that tired you know and we have” “hours” was long and drawn out “before we have to get ready.”

Lucius searched his partner’s face before bringing them together again. Using his empathic abilities, he tuned into Harry and let his body take over. The kisses were slow and deep to start, growing to seeking and then passionate. Groans were becoming continuous. Lucius slowly began undressing Harry, tasting him as he went. He took his time moving his lips over the body. There was no rush and with Harry saying he was tired, Lucius took great care with him. His hands alternated between seeking and soothing. As he mapped Harry’s body, he was determined to remember what responses followed which touch. “Harry, roll over for me and relax.”

Harry rolled over, completely trusting Lucius. The Slytherin began to gently massage the young shoulders and down the back, careful not to disturb the area he’d seen the wings come from. Lucius began kissing his way across and down the back, his lips catching up down by Harry’s waist. Lucius moved to the side and began kissing the shoulder again. Reaching the middle of the span, he leaned over Harry, supporting himself with a hand on either side. Lucius soft pink tongue licked his lips as he pointed it and gently tasted Harry’s back again. His tongue slowly started down the back in a slow swipe. Reaching the lower back, Lucius moved so he was closer to Harry’s legs. The blond let his hands glide and knead over the toned arse. Lucius smiled hearing the hiss coming from his husband. The older man continued feeling and squeezing the muscles as he went. His lips followed his hands down Harry’s leg. The raven-haired man shuddered as he felt the other’s mouth at the back of his knee. Lucius sucked gently before continuing. He made his way down. It was as if he was reading Harry’s mind and knew exactly the erotic sensations that would pulse through him when he touched his ankle. Lucius let his lips slide around the ankle until he reached the inside. Once there, the blond kissed and licked it before sucking it into his mouth, marking him. Harry quivered and felt himself harden further, calling out to Lucius.

“Please Lucius, take me now!”

Lucius wasn’t ready and knew Harry could go further. “Shush love, soon.” The blond worked his way back up the other leg. He began slowly and lovingly kissing and stroking the young arse again. Harry’s groans and moans became more frequent and frantic. The raven-haired man was soon thrusting his arse up towards Lucius who grabbed him and flipped him over. “Harry, easy. We can take this slow, make it last.” He moved over Harry, letting his groin rest against his lover while they Slytherin’s tongue teased across the Gryffindor’s lips, his teeth pulling on the bottom lip, then letting his tongue beg entrance to the moist confines of Harry’s mouth. He eased his tongue in, mapping the contours of the welcoming orifice.

Lucius groaned as he was inundated from his own feelings with Harry’s atop of his. His hardened member developed intentions of its own as it began a circular grinding against Harry. Harry’s legs bent and surrounded Lucius as one hand snuck under the blond hair, running his fingers over the neck. His other hand began to gently feather outline Lucius’ ears, down his neck, eliciting a moan from his husband. The Slytherin broke off the kiss, only to attach his kiss-swollen lips to first one dusty pink nipple then the other as he worked down to the jutting erection. He looked at Harry and smiled, keeping eye contact as he reverently kissed the tip of the now weeping cock. His tongue darted out and wiped the pre-cum off his lips and dragged the bottom of his tongue across the head.

Lucius was impatient now, wanting more. He began filling his mouth with the younger man’s cock, letting it settle all the way to the back of his throat. Lucius’ hand sneaked down to tease the awaiting small orbs secured in the sac. Harry tried to thrust up but was stopped by a hand on his hip. Lucius came up for air, looking at the haze of lust on Harry’s face. The Slytherin eased back down, running his tongue over the underside of the throbbing cock, the sac and on to the hidden entrance. Lucius found it and soon started exploring Harry with his tongue. Lucius had rimmed him before, but this time just felt different. Lucius let his tongue play in and around while a hand stroked Harry’s cock. Lucius could almost hear Harry begging for release. Sitting up he called for their bottle of lubrication and began using it on his fingers. He let his slickened fingers of one hand penetrate Harry as he too got into a comfortable position. His fingers began working to ready Harry for their joining, taking care to fondle and flick the prostate. Harry was on the verge now as he sat up facing Lucius. “Are you going to fuck me now or do I find something else to use? I can’t wait Lucius.” Harry was panting and couldn’t contain himself.

Lucius came up on his knees and grabbed for Harry, turning him around and holding him upright. Pulling Harry back to his front, he grabbed his own cock with one hand, told Harry to spread himself, lined up and sank in to the hilt in one thrust. Harry stiffened for just a few seconds before settling back against the blond’s chest. “Gods yes, Lucius. You fill me so deep and full. Fuck me hard and fast.” Lucius heard the words in his mind but his ears were hearing Parseltongue. The sounds in his ear triggered a reaction in his body and he began thrusting and retreating in a fast pace. A hand snaked around Harry and grabbed his cock, pumping in time to his arse being pummeled. Harry felt himself spewing forth as his muscles squeezed tights around Lucius cock.

Lucius cried out as Harry’s muscles wrung a climax out of him. His head fell onto the sweating shoulder in front of him as his arms held Harry tight against him. “Oh gods, Harry, that was fantastic.” He placed gentle kisses along the shoulder to the neck where he placed a loving kiss. Lucius couldn’t find the energy to speak especially with the speed his thoughts were flowing. One thought stood out more than the others. “My perfect Harry. I am the luckiest man on earth.” Lucius felt their breathing return to normal so he placed his hands under Harry’s elbows and helped him up so he could slide out. When they were separated, Lucius muttered the cleaning spells and eased them both down on the bed, while pulling the covers over them. Lucius turned Harry and guided his head to his chest. He kissed the top of the raven-hair and said, “I love you Harry.” He felt the younger man relax onto him. “You are so perfect.” Harry moved so he was up even with Lucius.

“That’s twice this afternoon you’ve said I’m perfect Lucius. Do you really think that or is it just the hormones talking?”

Lucius blinked. “I’ve only said it once, but I’ve thought it many times before today. I did think it earlier. Why do you ask my love? Surely you know it’s true?”

“Lucius I don’t want to argue but I heard it twice.”

“Harry I don’t want to argue either. I do want to tell you, you are good for me. I can even understand your Parseltongue now. It still makes me harder than one of the stones in this castle, to hear you speak it, but my mind tells me what you said.”

The young man lay there thinking, “What the hell is going on now? I’m hearing things and Lucius is hearing things and understanding them. Maybe there is an answer in the book.” Harry went to reach for the book only to find it in Lucius’ hand waiting for him.

“Lucius how did you know?”

“Harry, we have to read. I think this is another Veela gift and I think because of my empathic abilities we can hear each other. I don’t remember this kind of information in the book so we need to look though Severus’ writing.” Lucius began to move through the pages looking for the Potions Master’s distinctive script. “Oh here we go. Wait a second love.’ Lucius leaned forward tugging Harry with him before he adjusted the pillows and settled them back against the pillows and headboard. He pulled his tired lover against him, wrapped him in his arms and put the book in front of him. Both began reading slowly.

“Lucius does Severus ever just come straight out and say anything? This is giving me a headache.”

“Rest love, I’ll finish this part and tell you what the batty windbag finally said.”

Harry settled back and closed his eyes, trying to let sleep claim him. “Lucius, you’re thinking too loud or you’re reading under your breath.”

Lucius suddenly sat up, displacing Harry and thinking “That Bat! And he’s going to be my son-in-law? I have the notion to make my son a widower before he’s a groom but I won’t have my grandchild without a father.”

“Lucius, what is it? What’s got you worked up so? I know the last thoughts and I agree you can’t kill him. Just tell me what he wrote.”

The Slytherin began relating his findings, trying to remain calm. “It seems, my perfect love, you have been gifted with a form of telepathy. As far as he found out, you will be able to hear and send thoughts to me as my mate, any children we have” Lucius blushed, “and certain individuals whom you feel close to. You will feel tired until you learn how to block out those you don’t want to hear on a regular basis. That’s why you are tired now, besides that incredible lovemaking we shared. Sleep now love. I’m going to call Dobby and talk to him. Try using the occlumency techniques Severus taught you. They might help you sleep. I’ll be in the other room and I’ll join you as soon as I can.”

The blond slid out of the bed, settled Harry down to rest and went into the sitting room as he closed the bedroom door.