Alphas

Sorry for the wait folks, but my lover is holding out on me ( my muse, for the ones who diidn't get it...)


Chapter..... 23, was it?

Lucius lay on his side with Tom spooning behind him. He hadn’t felt this warm and comfortable - so at peace - in years. His head lay on his returning lovers arm with their hands joined. Tom sighed contently and rubbed Lucius’ lower stomach lovingly.


“Luc?” he asked quietly


“Hm?”


“Have you been okay while I was gone?” Lucius stiffened and tried o turn around, but with strong arms around his waist and a painful sting accompanied by exhauster muscles kept him still.

“Not really.” He said and buried his nose in Tom’s arm. “I missed you. I just couldn’t believe that you were dead and there was nothing I wanted more than go looking for you. I had Draco, and I couldn’t drag him aimlessly around the world, so I busied myself with keeping everyone as safe as I could. Most of the richer members just needed someone to vouch for them, but many needed a lot of help. I got most off the hook completely, and the few that went to Azkaban were supposed to be Kissed, but no one were in the end.”


Tom gave Lucius a light squeeze- it was all he had the energy to do. “I’m sorry.” He mumbled against his lovers shoulder. ”I just want to make it up to you.”


“Are you really back? You’re really not playing with me?” Lucius choked.


“No, I’m not playing with you. I’m really back, and I’m not going anywhere. I’m not even leaving you to shower by yourself ever again.”


“Good.” He said with a slight pout, even though Tom couldn’t see, he could hear it. “That is all I need, but I don’t know about Draco…” he sighed. “He’s been through so much lately.”


“I know. You told me about the accident.” He murmured against Lucius’ shoulder.


“I only told you half of it.” Lucius sighed “Draco is expecting.”


“What! Why? HOW?” Lucius raised a sarcastic brow at his lover. “I’m pretty sure you know the ‘how’, but for the rest. Draco has been having an exclusive, but also secret relationship with Sirius Black. They really do love each other Tom, but it’s hard for them when they are on different sides in the war, especially when there is a baby on the way.”


“Hm. It seems like both my son and my grandson is getting married before me. Not fair.” He smiled, but then he grew serious. “Sirius Black is a dangerous man Luc, and he is no more a light wizard than I am. I think that he is only on the light side because he think that Harry is.”


“And why do you assume that?” Lucius asked curiously. Tom smirked. “I know young Mister Black rather well, in fact; he was my very best assassin in the first war. Recruited in his fifth year he was. A merciless killer; he enjoyed the hunt like no other I’ve ever seen.” They were both so busy digesting the information that they didn’t notice the two figures in the door.

“I just want to know-” Came a quiet voice from the door. Both Tom and Lucius’ heads snapped up to meet two pairs of emerald green eyes. “-is he my father, Dad?”


Lucius nodded numbly at his eldest son, but didn’t say anything.

“Draco….” Tom began, but sin son just shook his head. A pang of fear shot thought his chest. Did his son reject him?


“We can talk later, we’ve got to go back to Hogwarts. Don’t worry. I know why you didn’t tell me – kind of.” He sighed. “We’re already late….”


“Of course Draco.” Lucius said. Tom tightened his grip around his waist and pulled him I little bit closer. Harry winked and flashed a mischievous grin at the two, which caused twin blushes in the dark sheeted bed. Draco smiled at the possessive gesture and said his goodbyes. The brothers made their way to the study floo, and shouted out their destination.


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Awaiting their arrival sat Dumbledore with a frown on his face.


“Care to explain where you have been?” he asked politely.


“Not really no.” Harry replied in an equally polite manner.


“The manner of your visit?”


“Family.”


“Life threatening -I hope- as you left in the middle of class, and came back to molest a teacher before you once again fled.” He turned to Draco “Mr. Malfoy, you just…ran away. Why?”


“Family, Professor.”


“Ah. All about family.” He said thoughtfully “You wouldn’t happen to run into Sirius while you were away? He returned this morning, though reluctant to reveal where he spent his time.”


“I am not one to burst the bubble, sir.”


“I see. Well, I do have a different matter to address.” He said and folded his hands on the desk. “In light of Mr. Malfoy- Dracos- pregnancy, and engagement, and Harry’s- Logan- I’ll stick with Harry- marriage and the upcoming child-“ He said peering over his glasses. Harry did not bother to corret him. “You will be sharing your own private dorms. They are by the Ravenclaw Tower. Your entrance is the portrait of Rowena. I trust you know were it is?”


“Yes, Headmaster. We will be on our way then.” Harry said and snatched Draco’s hand just as the moving staircases started spinning, leaving an seething Headmaster in their wake.


Dumbledore rubbed his forehead and sighed. He needed to regain control of that run-amock-youth, but more importantly, his vaults.


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The moment the stair stopped spinning Harry jumped out and stated walking only to find that Draco was not beside him. Slightly confused he spun around only to see his brother bended over with his head between his knees.


“You okay Draco?”


“Just nauseous.” He replied and straightened up. Harry smirked at Draco’s flushed cheeks and chuckled. “You look like you’ve just been fucked.” Draco just scowled at him and marched past. Still chuckling Harry caught up with the pregnant teen.


“So, your father is the Dark Lord and your fiancé is an assassin. How do you feel?”


“Like I finally fit into the family.” Draco growled, and then he smiled. “but at least we don’t have to worry about what he will say about us being dark.”


“Yeah. I was so relieved I became strangely high.”


“Know the feeling. Like you’ve had too much oxygen.”


“Yeah.”


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The rooms were big enough for two, with a kitchen and bathroom and a fireplace. It was not floo connected, but Harry could fix that easily.


Though, Harry and Draco sharing rooms did not do anything to help reduce the rumours. Now that most knew that Draco was pregnant – Ron Weasley had spilled the beans the second he got home from the Order meeting - they all thought that it was him Harry had married, and the engagement ring on Draco’s hand only intensified those rumours. Sometimes it infuriated Harry that people didn’t use their brains. How could Draco be his ‘chosen’ if he was already married and Draco still engaged? Ravenclaw’s were stupid.


Breakfast had been a boring affair until the Prophet arrived, priding the headlines.


“HARRY POTTER; UNCOVERING THE LIFE OF A MARRIED MAN.”

Rita Skeeter is proud to present to you news you have never heard before – once again. It is now commonly known that Harry Potter (17) is happily married with a six year old son, with twins on the way. The identity of our saviour’s husband is yet to be uncovered, but I assure you, I am working relentlessly on it.


My greatest shock while in the hospital wing where Mr. Potter was temporarily resident due to his husbands mortal injuries, was when Lord Lucius Malfoy (34) himself marched through the sterilized doors or St. Mungo’s embracing our saviour like a son.


My honed skills as a razor journalist were my only tools that had at my disposal as managed I managed to uncover that Harry Potter is in fact Lucius Malfoy’s secret love child, and he is still in contact with his lover. This was disclosed as Mr. Potter or should I say Logan Malfoy, said the following; “I want to see my mum.”


The resemblance between the three Malfoy men is striking. Closer observations show that they are like drops of water, disregarding colouring.


Further more, it seems like the older Malfoy heir, Draco (17) is engaged and is expecting a child of his own. The information was disclosed when Draco was injured in a Quiddicht match. Who is the secret suitor?


Dear readers, is it not endearing?


Stay tuned, I will report back with more news of Harry Potter’s a.k.a. Logan Malfoy’s mysterious husband, Draco Malfoy’s equally mysterious fiancé, and Lucius’ Malfoy’s very secret lover(s)
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The chaos it created was beautiful. The Slytherins had no other words for it, but the three others houses were in turmoil. The Gryffindors had a Malfoy in their midst for six years with out knowing. The Gryffindors were in uproar, The Hufflepuffs were confused, and the Ravenclaws were cooking up new theories on who Harry had married and who was the father of Draco’s baby.


Remus was still no were to be seen, which was no surprise, but the new DADA teacher had still to be introduced. Harry was very excited about it. Whoever it was, he, or she, would be more of a challenge than Lupin was. Oh, well, they wouldn’t have DADA in another two days so they would just have to wait.

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A/N Again, i'm really sorry for the wait, but my harry/fenrir muse has left me for another, so while i'm tryignto get my baby back to my bed, why don't you just enjoy my other stories at www.fanfiction.net/~extraho

\to Lady Bipolar, thankyou. i can quite honestly sy that i completley forgot about the silver poisining, so every time i write that they're silver, just thinnk white gold and that i just forgot to fix it. sorry.

i hope ya'll enjoyed the chapter - and bare with me.