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.

Special Thanks to Keikokin for the request and Tivogirl for the wonderful beta work.

Chapter 23A

Draco and Severus finished showering and dressing for their outing. Draco grinned at Severus. “You wanted to get there fast? Let’s fly” Draco went to get their brooms as Severus shook his head.

“We are wizards you know. We can diapparated to just behind the store.” Severus finally looked at Draco after delivering that speech. He was surprised to see the look on the young face. Pulling the other man to him in a gentle but tight hug, he said “Draco what’s wrong?”

The blond Slytherin sniffed and burrowed into the hug. “Severus, if what Harry says is true, I’m going to have to give up flying for almost a year, especially Quidditch. I just wanted my last chance to be memorable.”

Severus nodded in understanding, finally realizing what all of them were giving up. “Draco we are all giving up something, but look at the rewards. I’m looking forward to children with you. I will concede to this as the last broom ride until the babies are old enough. I will not risk our children. We will consult Poppy or another medi-with for the best travel methods in pregnancy.” Severus stopped speaking and stood there with a confused and dazed look on his face.

Draco looked at this husband-to-be and was astounded at the look on his face. “Come on Severus, we have a lot to do and just a little time now. I want the unpleasant business over with so we can start our life in joy.” He moved his body close to Severus and looked up into obsidian eyes before kissing those succulent lips. Arms wrapped around each other in a comforting embrace before the kiss was broken. They headed out of their quarters with their broomsticks to Hogsmeade and their shopping.

Harry began stirring, slowly waking from his nap. Taking in his surroundings, he felt the peace of his husband and the castle in general. He looked at his husband, so beautiful in repose and grinned. His eyes focused more and he blinked rapidly, not trusting his eyes for the moment. He closed them again, counted to fifty and opened them again to stare at Lucius. He was amazed at what he was seeing.

Looking for the source of the rainbow surrounding Lucius, Harry frowned when he found none. Thinking back to all he read, Harry was still seeking answers, realizing this was something new, he whispered for the book and caught it in his hand, he began flipping through the pages of his book. Finding another section in his father’s writing, he stopped to read it. Getting comfortable on his stomach, he soon lost himself in the experiences of his father. Reading and re-reading it, he looked back at Lucius, smiled and returned to the book. His father had left him copious amounts of information on this subject. Glancing around again, he pushed up on his knees and turned around. Sitting back on his heels, he gently reached a hand out to feel Lucius leg.

Lucius sighed and shifted his leg closer into Harry’s hands. The brunet stepped up the pressure while watching the reactions. Light blond eyelashes began fluttering. Slowly the lids lifted to reveal happy, shining eyes. “Harry”. The young husband could hear the love in his name and stretched out next to his husband.

“Lucius, I’ve had another ‘gift’ emerge and I feel good. Let me just say I can see rainbows without the rain or prisms.” Harry circled a hand on Lucius’ stomach as the blond processed the information.

“Lucius tell me you read what my father wrote? I mean, you and Severus would have had to read it to know what was there and maybe find clues as to what to look for.” Harry stopped talking and moved in closer, kissing his Slytherin. Harry moved back to his side, but kept touching Lucius, watching the colors swirl around him.

“Harry, what is this new gift and will you tell me about it?” Lucius turned over on his side to face his husband. He brought his hand up, running his thumb across the lips, cheek and to the ear.

Harry breathed in deep, trying to control himself long enough to talk to Lucius before anything else could happen. Taking Lucius’ had in his, Harry kissed the palm and led it down his chest and over to rest on his hip. “Lucius, my father told me its auras. I think of them as rainbows and it’s wonderful! Your body reflects an array of colors that denote your feelings, your physical being, anything I might want to know. The best part of all, it’s not a constant “on” like the thoughts. I actually have to want to see it and study the ‘subject’. My father gave me real clear instructions on it and said for me to teach you how but you are the only one unless we have sons. Sons! Lucius do you want that? We’ve never talked about it.”

Lucius’ hand tightened on Harry’s hip before he moved toward the center of the bed and tugged Harry over to him. He repeated his earlier caress of lips, cheek and ear before bringing their lips together. “Harry, I had always wanted a large family. I love Draco, nothing will change that, and he knows it. I want more children and it’s a good thing because I think we are going to be prolific or at least I hope so. I also won’t mind trying to be prolific”. Lucius waggled his eyebrows at Harry.

Lucius continued. “I should tell you though, I do know about auras and their readings. It was the one way I could always tell who the Death Eaters were. I am surprised none of the others could read them and I managed to stay alive among them. The only reason I could rationalize was they mistook the vibrant pink was for love of Tom Riddle. The only reason I would get through those meetings was thinking of Draco and how much I would give to keep him away from that madman and it transmitted as love.”

Lucius stopped and lost himself in the emerald eyes. Harry moved in as close as possible while both were dressed. Leaning in to kiss the blond, Harry’s had traveled from his husband’s hip up his arm to his shoulder and neck. Running his hand behind the Slytherin’s neck, he let his fingers move through the soft hair before cupping the side of Lucius’ face. Breaking the kiss, both men smiled at the other.

“Lucius, I can see so many colors around you. You mentioned pink; it has to be the brightest pink outside the Muggle neon pink I’ve ever seen. All of your colors are bright and vibrant. Dad said this was all positive aspects. Your orange is absolutely wild and the book said it would denote confidence, pride and ambition.” Harry stopped to kiss him again.

“Your yellow is vying with the sun’s glow, love. I always knew you were intelligent, wise and extremely successful. Dad said I could also tell if it was spiky or consistent. Consistent color flow is good. I would have to say yours is exceptional. Harry kissed him yet again.

“I need us to talk to Poppy though. Your greens as mixed but consistent. It’s like your body is protecting you and healing you. I don’t understand the green’s that well that’s why I want a professional opinion. Don’t worry, my chosen, it is nothing wrong, just confusing to me.”

This time Lucius kissed him, stopping the free flowing compliments. Pulling back, Lucius looked at Harry. “Harry, listen to me. Try to use all your new abilities here, between us. Your sense of smell, your reading, your telepathy, let them focus on us. Give it a few minutes. Smell us, touch us, read our auras and thoughts and then tell me what you find.”

Lucius lay absolutely still, letting Harry do as he asked. The Gryffindor closed his eyes, leaning into Lucius to smell him, running his hands slowly over the areas he could touch before opening his eyes to look at the auras around Lucius again.

“Lucius I wish you could see you the way I do right now. You don’t smell exactly the same as when I first found you, there’s something new in the mix, but it just adds to the attraction. My touch seems to have channeled the nature guardian and I can feel the change too. Your aura has intensified, if that’s possible, and oh, my, the green is more intensified around your stomach.”

Harry stopped as he heard Lucius’ thoughts ‘Harry have you never been around a pregnant creature before or is this another first for us?’

Harry kissed him hard and fast, jumped back off the bed and let out an ear-splitting whoop before doing what Lucius could only call a victory dance. Lucius saw the absolute perfect joy and glee radiating off his husband. Harry moved back to the bed, scooped Lucius up in his arms and stood back up. Lucius heard the material of Harry’s shirt rip open in the back as he spun them in a circle. The wings emerged, flapping and raised them off the floor. Lucius drew in a sharp breath and held on that much more.

Harry realized what happened and slowly brought them back down to the floor where the wings immediately snapped closed around them. Harry started kissing his husband while still holding him. Lucius began squirming until Harry turned him and let the blond’s body slowly glide down his. Harry spoke out loud. “Lucius Malfoy-Potter, have I told you today how much I love you? You by yourself are everything to me. The child you are carrying is an additional bonus. I vow here and now, I will do everything within my powers to make sure you have the best of everything, meet every need you have and protect you more than ever while still letting you be your own person. You may have to help with the last part. I’ll have the urge to smother you with me.” Harry stopped as Lucius placed a finger over his lips.

“Harry, my love. I am honored to be your chosen. I knew of the conditions before you even suspected them. Know in your heart and mind, my love is as deep and true for you as yours is for me. I will let you know when I am feeling smothered. I’ll also let you know if I want more attention. We have to be open with each other. We have to communicate and for the two of us with our abilities, that should never be a problem.” Lucius smiled, brought them closer in another kiss, picking up the scent of vanilla and moving against Harry in a deliberate effort to arouse his husband.