Give Me One More Chance

Give me one more chance
Chapter 3: No promises
Pairings: James/Lucius, Sirius/Severus, Remus/?
Disclaimer: I don’t own so don’t ask
WARNING: mpreg, male/male relationships. Not your cup of tea? Then hit the back key.

Notes: I dedicate this chapter to Hellion Foxx (smiles) Thank you for encouraging me to put this out sooner than later.

Special Thank you to: Slytherin_vs_Gryffindor yahoo group x Aleerah x Brittany x Kitty-Chan

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Enjoy!

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The one word that could only describe the current state of the pureblood witch right now was ‘pissed’. Wavy flaxen hair jiggled wildly with each angry step Narcissa took. Not only did Potter not show to the ball, Lucius left right afterwards without so much of a good-bye and hadn’t returned.

It was all ready Monday.

Narcissa was going to find out where her wayward husband was being held up. She marched over to the fireplace and tossed a handful of powder in it.

“Severus Snape, Hogwarts!”

The green flame sputtered for several minutes before Severus’ head appeared.

“What do you want this early in the morning?” he growled. Clearly he was still in bed sleeping.

“Well, good morning to you too, Severus. How is my dear old cousin?”

“Get to the point!”

“Temper, temper. Remember what happened the last time you lost control?”

Severus was mentally hexing the bitch, but as much as he hated to admitted it she was right. He had to remain calm especially now. There was no point in working himself up over her and it would do no good to loose control over his magic.

So, he took calming breaths. Deep calming breaths, “I’m leaving-”

“No, wait! Severus, I-” Narcissa pleaded. She knew not to push him too much. Even with Severus in control of his magic, the wizard had a unique way of punishing people who got on his bad side. “I-I…is Lucius with you?”

Severus’ eyes narrowed. “You bloody called me for that? Why in the hell would your husband be with me? Besides, I haven’t seen him since Saturday at the party, remember?” he sneered. The young Potions master had a miserable night and if people wanted to wake him after just having 3 hours of sleep then they were going to feel the repercussions of disturbing him.

“I’m sorry Severus to bother you. It’s just that…I…I think Lucius is having an affair,” she lied hoping he would tell her anything as to where or whom Lucius was with.

Severus pinched the bridge of his Romanesque nose. Even if he did know where his best friend was, he wasn’t about to blab it to her. “Narcissa, I’m sorry that you’re having marital problems with Lucius but it would be pointless to pursue this. Lucius is not a man you want to cross.”

“I’m pregnant with his child! I think I have a fucking right to know if he’s sleeping around!”

“And you are married to the richest wizard of our time. The wife of Malfoy – the men of that family are not known to be faithful,” Severus said through a yawn.

“What are you saying? That I’m not good enough! I come from an ancient pureblood family. Ever since we met I fell in love with him. Lucien knew we were a perfect match for each other.”

“Don’t you get it, Narcissa?! Lucius is not in love with you and never will be.”

“I will not be thrown away only to be used as breeding stock for Lucius and his two-bit whore Potter!”

“You don’t know who he’s with nor do you know if he’s having affair. Go back to bed woman! Your bloody hormones are running away with you.”

“Come back to bed, Severus!” Sirius yelled from deep within the teacher’s private chambers.

“Whatever scheme you’re planning Narcissa – drop it. You would only end up hurting yourself or worse your unborn child,” he hissed clearly agitated now that Sirius was awake.

“Don’t you even care that your best friend hasn’t been home in two days? Leaving his pregnant wife alone. Had there an emergency-”

“Lucius could be found. Now, if you’ll excuse me Narcissa I’m going back to bed. Oh, and next time you have an overwhelming desire to call upon me at this ungodly hour of the morning I will make your life miserable until I’m satisfied you won’t ever do it again. Do I make myself clear?”

“Yes.”

Severus’ head disappeared. Narcissa muttered a curse. She had gained nothing from talking with him. He was covering up for Lucius to make sure she wouldn’t discover his whereabouts.

Throwing in another handful of powder, Narcissa made another call. “Peter Pettigrew, Riddle House, Little Hangleton.”

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Startling metallic eyes fluttered opened, squinting tightly as the beams of sunlight cast an illusion of watery depth in the bedchamber. The wind softly blew fresh pine scent through an opened window.

Lucius felt disoriented as the room shifted when he turned his head to get a better look of his surroundings – immediately his stomach lurched. In an effort to reach the washroom the blonde stumbled to the floor, throwing-up in the middle of the room, passing out for the second time within twenty-four hours.

James entered his bedroom just in time to watch his love pass out near his own vomit. Now alone in his house, James wasn’t quite sure as to what to do. Lucius magical feed was enough to regain his energy and weight. The baby practically grew over night. He was much larger as if he was carrying twins - thank Merlin he wasn\'t.

However, he couldn’t move Lucius under his own strength nor could he use magic. James waddled back down stairs and fire called Sirius but as usual he was out in the field, so his next best choice was Snape.

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The young Potions master found himself for the fourth time this morning with his head in the toilet. Severus had left his third year Ravenclaw and Slytherin students in class working on a pain killer potion. He was just thankful he didn’t have far to go to rid his stomach of breakfast. As he left the bathroom, he heard some one fire-calling him.

/Narcissa better not be calling on me again/ He growled mentally. He warned her yesterday what would happen if she fire-called him before an acceptable hour.

“What in the name of all creation do you want this fucking time?!!!”

“Uh…uh…Severus, it’s me, James.” James was taken aback by the angry outburst.

“Potter?” Severus’ anger dissipated somewhat but not by much. “Sirius is not here-”

“I know he’s at work. I need you. Lucius is here and he’s sick. I can’t move him. He’s unconscious right now.”

Severus sprang into action. “I’ll be there just as soon as I secure port keys from Dumbledore.” Then he went back to he classroom and dismissed his students and proceeded to gather potions he would need to aid his friend.

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Twenty minutes later the Headmaster, Madame Pomfrey, and Severus were at Godric’s Hollow tending to Lucius.

James was in the kitchen with his employer while Severus assisted Poppy. He was giving a retelling of what led up to his love’s current condition.

The twinkle was back in Dumbledore’s eyes and it drove James insane. The elder wizard patted his former student’s hand in a reassuring gesture.

The young man was like a grandson to him and would do everything in his power to keep James safe.

Madame Pomfrey came into the kitchen a short time later, alone. Snape was still upstairs. She sat down at the breakfast bar next to Albus. James was behind the counter pouring a fresh pot of tea for both. He made another batch to take upstairs to Severus, but the Headmaster stopped him from leaving. Taking out his wand, Dumbledore waved it back and forth making the tray vanish.

“Thank you, sir.”

“Oh, think nothing of it my boy, now Poppy what news do you have for us?”

“There really isn’t much to tell. Lucius is spent. James did you and him have sexual relations recently?”

James choked on his tea. “Good grief, no!” His face was instantly on fire.

“Poppy my dear, James just told me that he and Lucius were talking when Lucius grabbed onto his hand.”

“Oh, well that would explain why his magic levels are so low. James it’s important for you and Lucius to have daily contact in order for this not to happen again. Now, since I’m here let me check you over.”

By nightfall Lucius was up and about not remembering what happened to him. James of course didn’t mention anything about the incident nor did he tell Lucius about the baby. The following morning Madame Pomfrey revisited the Hollow declaring Lucius fit go to home.

As the blonde stood in the door to leave he promised James to return later for dinner.

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- One month later -

James was now five and half months pregnant. Lucius was spending more time with him and less time at home. Although, James was eating up the attention he was receiving from Lucius, he was feeling extremely guilty about the baby. He still hasn’t told the former Slytherin about the child. James used complex concealing charms to hide his pregnancy from Lucius.

He would look and feel like his normal slender self to those who didn’t know of his pregnancy, but now guilt was riding on his conscious making it hard for him to sleep at night. Well, that and the charms were using a lot of magic and energy to maintain daily.

So, he decided to come clean tonight and he prayed that Lucius wouldn’t get upset for not telling him about their baby.

However, when Lucius arrived for dinner that evening he wasn’t in the mood for talking. A month was plenty of time to re-established their relationship and to get to know each other all over again. He stalked the former Gryffindor as soon as he walked through the threshold.

“Lucius, there something that I need to tell you,” James said but the other man just simply ignored him.

Lucius nipped James’ neck, which was a weak spot for him. “Can it wait?”

“No…no…I’m mean…uh…” James groaned. His ability to think was starting to fly out the window.

“That’s what I thought,” Lucius teased running his hands along his lover’s ass all the while trying to remove their clothes.

They tumbled in the foyer only wearing silk and cotton boxers. “I-I, I don’t think we should-shoouuldd ahh…Merlin, Lucius!”

The blonde slid his tongue down his lover’s firm chest laving each nipple, but Lucius didn’t stop there. He was leisurely making his way south to James’ hardening penis.

This was how James remembered how Lucius made love to him – unrushed. Taking his time to explore every inch of his body. It was pure unadulterated torture in James’ mind. Lucius was a sadist.

Lucius summoned the oil from the bedroom, he wasn’t going to waste any more time reacquainting his body with his true love. How could he have been so stupid to leave his Gryffindor sex god? This was his and his only. Now, the only thing standing in his way to make James completely his was his wife and this was not the time to spend on thinking about her.

He slipped two slick fingers into the tight back passage of James, watching James writhe under him wantonly. James tensed slightly as he felt Lucius’ member touch him.

“Just relax love,” Lucius soothed stroking through dark locks of hair.

Inhaling with each nudge, James accepted his heavily endowed lover.

Lucius drew out gradually and thrust quickly back in causing James to scream in passion. Lucius thrust into his partner again at a snails pace until he was frantically hammering into the luscious body that held him captive.

James huffed out air bringing his legs up as best as he could to receive more of that delectable cock. Hazel eyes rolled behind half opened lids. James’ stomach clenched in pleasure he was nearing his orgasm. Lucius grasped his weeping organ pumping it to their jerky movements.

“Say it James!” the deep rich voice moaned.

“Oh, God! Oh, God! Lucius! Ahh,ahh,ahh!” James screamed in delight exploding in Lucius’ hand.

A few more thrusts and the blonde followed his love emptying his seed into him. Lucius toppled on top of James pulling out. James cuddled closer to his lover unashamed of his nudeness.

Stretching and yawning Lucius asked, “So, what was it you that you needed to tell me?”

Alert Hazel orbs blinked. /Oh, shit./

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She had found what she had been looking for. The sun had all ready sunk below the horizon but the shape of the house stood out in the background of trees. Narcissa approached the two-story house to confront her cousin’s friend. She went to knock on the door but stopped in mid-air. Horrified at what she was hearing from the other side of the door.

“Say it James!” the deep rich voice moaned.

“Oh, God! Oh, God! Lucius! Ahh,ahh,ahh!” James screamed in delight.

Tears of anger marred Narcissa’s vision as she hastily fled the normally quiet home.

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Slamming the door upon her arrival, Narcissa retreated to her bedroom – the one her and Lucius used to share, but Lucius hadn’t been there at night in over a month. He had moved all of his belongings to another room down the hall. Narcissa would hear him come home early in the morning (sometimes in the afternoon) to shower, dress, and eat all the while ignoring her.

Lucius worked in his study until late in the afternoon only taking breaks when his could no longer focus. Leaving briefly for scheduled meeting at the Ministry or going to Hogwarts to have lunch with his best friend.

On occasion he would ask her about the baby but never about how she was feeling or doing. He was more worried over the state of his unborn child then about her health.

She was more alone now than ever. Narcissa threw her self on the massive bed crying into the feather soft pillow. It just had to be a mistake! Why would Lucius leave her for Potter? Potter couldn’t be that damn good in bed, could he?

Drying her tears, Narcissa had one last plan. Taking out her wand she whispered a spell and tapped the tip of it against her left forearm. Slowly a dark outline of a tattoo appeared. The shape of a skull and snake stood out against smooth pale skin. Narcissa stared at the Dark Mark and waited.

A mild burning made her flinch. She was being summoned. Good. Narcissa swiftly made herself presentable and hurriedly grabbed her heavy evening cloak and left the manor.

Vengeance was indeed sweet.

- TBC -

A/N: Well, how was that? Did I deliver? Tell me your thoughts. Any comments and suggestions are greatly welcomed.

Nemesis ^_~

oOo Teaser for Chapter 4 oOo

The former Gryffindor was once again sitting in the Headmaster’s office. James had been called from class after Albus had talked with Severus. James noted with wary eyes that Dumbledore didn’t offer him spiked tea or those awful Muggle lemon drops.

“James I’m sorry to have to tell you this, but you are in grave danger,” Dumbledore said sounding suddenly old to his former student.

“I don’t understand. I mean…who would want to hurt me?” he answered scared now, rubbing his huge belly in calming circles while breathing deeply.

The Headmaster said the one name that sent fear into everyone who spoke it. “Voldemort.”