White Horse

Summary: Harry is forced to marry Lucius Malfoy as punishment for Draco's demise. With the Dark Lord a mere breathe from killing him, how will Harry cope with his child impending birth, the war, and the mysterious figure plaguing his dreams.

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or Harry Potter they are the sole property of Stephanie Meyer/J.K. Rowling and other affiliated companies. Except for the characters, I create.

Brief Pairings: Harry Potter/Lucius Malfoy, Charlie Weasley/Draco Malfoy, Bella Swan/Jacob Black, Jacob Black/Scorpius Malfoy, Emmett Cullen/Rosalie Hale.

Main Pairings: Harry Potter/Emmett Cullen, Nymphadora 'Tonks' Lupin/Remus Lupin, Sanguini/Edward Cullen, Esme Cullen/Carlisle Cullen, Alice Cullen/Jasper Hale, Hermione Granger/Ron Weasley, Neville Longbottom/Blaise Zabini, Narcissa Malfoy.

Btw, I am looking for a Harry and Lucius fic. I don't remember the circumstance that led to their marriage, but the only thing I do recall is that Dumbledore wanted Harry to use his status as Lady Malfoy to siphon money from the Malfoy vaults to funding the Order. Harry said no, and then I blacked out. Not literally, of course, that would suck big time.

Right now, I am looking to using Scorpius (as you've all may or not noticed; check the bloody pairings, duh ;p) for the unborn-soon-to-be-born-baby. Whoosh longer add ons then his mother I daresay. Why idk it's cute, but I very much need of a middle name and a theme for his nursery.

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Where did u come from
How did u know I was alone
That I never stood a chance
To find a way out on my own

Who sent a message?
That I was hanging by a thread
By this very time tomorrow
They will leave me here for dead
Why did u do it

Why did u risk your life for mine
Would I have done the same for you
Would I have saved you just in time

You saved my heart
You don't even know me
You saved my dream
You heard me scream
(Oh)
You saved my soul
Love that you have shown me
You saved my life
You saved my life

Life of a Stranger, Nadia

Transporter (1) Soundtrack

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"Potter one moment." Snape called behind him.

Harry frowned before turning to wave Neville and Seamus away.

"Yes sir." Harry said in a tired tone. He was not in the mood for another of Snape's monologue about why he's so worthless.

"I have heard about your engagement."

Harry scoffed inwardly at that. 'Why am I not surprise, he and Malfoy were bosom buddies afterall'

"Needless to say. I am thoroughly disgusted y both Lucius and Fudge." Snape continued his voice wavering slightly.

"How about Dumbledore your precious Headmaster is innocent." He snidely remarked, sending the man a questioning gaze.

Snape narrowed his eyes at Harry, he will himself to be calm reminding himself that the boy was just angry and lashing out whoever. It was all he could do, the only thing that he seemed to have some kind of control over.

"I will ignore that slur against myself, seeing as I to have been duped by the Headmaster on numerous occasions." The man admitted before taking a seat.

Harry stared in shock at the man's revelation.

"Dumbledore isn't a bad person; he simply makes decisions without thinking of the consequences. That is what makes him no better than the Dark Lord."

Harry scoffed at that. That didn't make him any less accountable for his actions or lack thereof.

'I agree'

"Please sit down Mr. Potter I fear we have much to discuss in a limited time."

Harry nodded his head before slowly sinking into the seat. His whole world was crashing around him and he couldn't do shit to stop it. "What about Transfiguration."

"Minerva knows of your situation, as do the others, they are just as much against this whole arrangement as I am. Unfortunately, they have no power to assist you."

"That's where you come in right. You are Lucius's right hand man." Harry accused his expression wary and untrusting.

The man didn't even flinch at Harry's accusation, why bother when they both knew that it was true. He merely nodded his head before taking a deep breath. "In a sense, yes I am." The man admitted before shooting Harry an unreadable look. "It is for that little reason that I have decided to assist you."

"Wh-what? Why? How?" Harry practically shouted as he jumped onto his feet.

"Calm yourself Po-Harry. We can go over my reasons later, for now you and I must begin a plan of action that guarantees both your safety and protection."

Harry nodded his head in response. Snape gave Harry a grave smile before handing him a worn and somewhat torn piece of parchment.

Harry stared in confusion at his Professor before taking the parchment; it was filled with countless laws. For what he had no idea, he had little choice but to trust the man. There was nothing else for him to lose.

"This is an old draft of wizarding marital laws." The man finally said, breaking Harry from his mini-angst trip.

'What?'

"For the next three weeks, I will attempt to bring you up to laws and assist you in your endeavors in regards to ensuring your Emancipation."

Harry looked up at the man with teary eyes. "Thank yo-you sir, I don't deserve this after Drac-"

"No, Draco's fate is as much his father fault as mine." The man said as he waved Harry's apology away.

"Do not blame yourself for something you have no control over. I, I knew Draco was unwell and still I did nothing. But I swear on my magic to ensure both you and my unborn Godchildren safety." He continued as he stared into Harry's eyes.

"Well I guess that makes us family. Harry finally said with a small laugh. "Umm, what about my fiancé, I doubt that he will be very pleased when he finds out you've been helping me free myself from him."

Serveus stared ta him in confusion before taking a deep breath. "Harry I'm not trying to free you form him.

Harry eyes widened in shock as his features paled dramatically.

"I am sorry but there is nothing neither I nor you can do to keep this sham of a wedding from happening. He gravely admitted. "The only thing we can do is ensure your protection and…equality."

"Equality."

"Yes seeing as you are a minor and not yet the Head of either of your houses, you are therefore classified as a ward of the House and not its head. Lucius upon marriages gain controls over your vault, titles and properties."

"And let em guess Dumbledore knew." Harry said, his lips pursed in a grimace.

"Actually the Headmaster made a big mistake in regards to that." Snape said, causing Harry's mouth to drop slightly in astonishment. Serveus chuckled lowly at the look on the young man's face.

Sure, he knew that Lucius was going to be forcing him to have a baby early –blush-, but he didn't know to what extent the man manipulated the Headmaster.

"He didn't fully realize the consequences of dealing with Lucius. Now that he has his only choice is retain a friendship with you in hopes of garnering some favors."

Harry spat in disgust at Snape's confession. "The dirty bastard, as if I want anything to do with him or the rest of them." He said his features twisted in a sneer.

"I see your learning, well Mr. Potter I suggest you hurry along now. But make sure to keep the contents of that parchment and our conver-"

"You have nothing to worry about. I have no interest in letting my arrangement to become public knowledge." Harry coolly remarked as he stood up. Nodding his head towards Snape, he rushed out of the room, very much intent on researching some old laws.

Severus sat back on his seat, pulling out a bottle of very old whisky he got as a gift from Lucius seventeen years ago. He'd never got around to actually drinking the bloody thing, he knew staying sober would probably be a good idea with what was to come, but he felt that he really didn't give a damn. And with one gulp he drank half the contents. Thank Merlin he didn't have a gag reflex, no pun intended.

"Oh dear Lord."

Looking up at the sound of the outburst he was greeted by the sight of his first year Hufflepuff and Ravenclaws, the latter of whom gave him disgusted looks at his alcoholism. Brats.

"What are you doing standing by the doorway. Sit down." He ordered in a tone, which left little room to argue against.

"Oh professor, than-" Potte-Harry said before stopping in mid0sentence his eyes falling onto the admiring gaze of his underclassmen.

Ignoring the students excited murmurs at the appearance of Harry Potter, the boy-who-lived. He nodded his head in acceptance, before pushing the bottle towards Potter.

"You're going to need it more than me I daresay, what's the muggle expression. Ahh, when the shit hits the fan."

Harry shot his professor an amused smile, before pulling the man into a quick hug and disappearing through the doorway once more.

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"Hey mate, where've you been?" Ron suddenly asked from behind him. "I heard Snape asked you to stay back, what for?" He whispered, still drawing unwanted attention towards them.

It was as though he didn't know how to whisper. That/s why it's called whispering, for Merlin sakes. Guess living with his parents and siblings made it a daunting task the ability to lower your voice. Of course, it didn't help when your mother was practically part banshee.

Ignoring the urge to swat him away like the fly he was, Harry continued on his way. Ron following behind in arrogant fashion, chest puffed out. Harry resisted the urge to roll his eyes again.

"Harry is that a bottle of whiskey." Ron gasped aloud.

Turning to his friend, he sent the boy an annoyed look before replying. "Yes Ron it is."

"Wow, it looks really old. Where'd you get it from?" Ron asked, jealous laced throughout his words.

"Known of your business, is this interrogation over with." He drawled out in a bored tone.

Ron's face and neck flushed a very unappealing scarlet color.

"Good, I have studying to do." He spat coolly. "You know, you should probably do the same. God knows how long Granger is gonna be able to cover your ass." He added in a condescending tone, before twirling away in a sea of scarlet and gold.

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"Bloody Hell!" Harry murmured as his eyes fell onto yet another wizarding law.

Circe help him, there were so many bloody laws. He didn't know where to begin or end for that matter. The only law that he's marked was the "Marriage without Manus" clause, which guaranteed him ownership over his titles, vaults, as well as properties. It also gave him economic, political, and magical freedom from his dominant spouse.

So basically he would be free to carry on the way he wanted as long as he did nothing to dishonor his husband, like cheating, etc. he found these laws to be so hypercritical, he the sub was required to remain faithful whereas his husband could fuck anyone he wanted. Bullshit, utter bullshit that's what it was.

Groaning Harry slammed his head on the table a couple of times before letting out a yawn. Gosh, he was so tired he'd been at this for almost three hours. He was pretty sure he missed lunch and probably dinner.

"Whatcha up to Harry." A cheery voice asked form above him.

Turning around he came face to chest with one Ginevra Weasley.

Ginny giggled at his slight blunder, rolling his eyes he carefully folded the parchment before dropping it into his bag. Grabbing his books, he nodded ta Ginny before making his way back to the dorms.

Ginny continued to wave him away with her right hand, whilst hidden in her left was Snape's parchment.

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'Shite'

He couldn't find the paper, Snape was going to kil him.

"Whatcha looking for mate." Ron asked leery, he seemed to remember his callous words from earlier.

:My parchment, the one I borrowed from a…friend."

"Whose your friend." Hermione asked suspiciously.

"You don't know them." Harry answered in a clipped tone, leaving no room for argument.

Hermione bristled in outrage at him, before turning her attention back to her paper. Like he gave a fuck.

"Umm, Harry do you mean this one." Ginny

"Yes, thank yo-" harry began before his eyes narrowed in suspicion. "How did you get it, it was in my pack."

"I took it." Ginny shyly admitted. "I, I just wanted to know what you were doing."

"I was worried it was you-know-who." She whispered to him as though it was a great secret.

She pulled the parchment out of her bag and held it out to Harry. Reaching for it he almost growled as she retracted the parchment and gave him her own suspicious look.

"I was wondering why you would be researching old Pureblood marriage laws."

"You what!" Hermione practically screech, before turning her accusing gaze back towards him. "Harry James Potter, what reason do you have for sing such a thing?" Hermione admonished before throwing it into the fireplace.

"No, wait that's Professor Snape." Harry practically shouted as he rushed towards the fireplace.

Suddenly the atmosphere in the room dropped. Ignoring his housemate's frightful expressions, he pulled the parchment out of the fire and patted it.

"Are you stupid, this is a family heirloom? God, Hermione you almost destroyed it." Harry said as he finally looked up from the slightly burned paper. "Now how am I supposed to explain this?" Harry asked as he shot her another glare, waving the damaged parchment in the air. Causing several of the underclassmen's to scream and faint in fear.

"But."

"Next time stay out of my fucking business, you nosy twats." He said before grabbing his bag, the parchment and storming out of the dorm his books and paper floating behind him.

"Way to go Mione." Ron muttered under his breath.

Hermione shot him a look before kicking him in his shin. "Oh, shut up Ron. You didn't do anything to help me, you just let him talk to me, lik-like I was beneath him."

"Oww! Mione." Ron hissed as he rubbed his bruised shin. "It's not my fault you don't know to back off; you just damaged a Pureblood family possession. Be luck Harry hasn't run to tell Snape, or else you would be facing prison terms." He added, finally gaining the upper hand on the know-it-all.

Hermione features paled at that information.

"I wonder why he would be researching that information." Ginny said, breaking the tense atmosphere.

"Who knows, maybe he's going to propose to someone." Ron replied with a shrug of his shoulders, his attention otherwise preoccupied with his Quidditch magazine.

Both Hermione and Ginny eyes widened at the implications of Ron's suggestion. They both rolled their eyes at his lack of attention; Ron was a pretty dense person. But he had made a point, Harry was preparing to get married. To who they had no idea.

That was probably what their earlier dispute was about, Hermione mused. She gasped aloud as what had previously eluded her finally became clear. Smirking to herself, she had just figured out why Harry was in such a bad mood. Turning to stare at Ginny, she sent her a knowing smile, causing the youngest red-hair to flush in embarrassment. Poor Harry going through all this trouble to prepare for he and Ginny's marriage, if only he knew that a contract already existed between them assuring Ginny and her family both the financial and political status they deserved. Moreover, Harry would finally, truly be a member of the family and gain a family of his own.

But she couldn't help but to frown, Harry seemed very interested in marriage contracts. Surely, he wasn't planning on forcing Ginny to sign one. Harry couldn't be that selfish with his money, he'd never even shown any interest with what he spent or had. She grimace in remembrance of that. Ron had been in a foul mood for weeks afterwards. It juts came so easy to Harry, the looks, the fame, the money and poor Ron was forced to wear second-hand clothing and carry a wand that was of no use to him. harry marrying Ginny would change all that, surely he would have no problems supporting the family for just a bit into they all were able to gain their proper footing.

Now all she needed to do was snap Harry out of this daze. That would be pretty simple but as of late she could hardly find him, the room of requirements were bare, as was the alcove. The only place she didn't bother to look was the library, buts she scoffed ta that. Harry didn't have a clue about studying, he was probably sulking near the lake or something.

Perhaps Dumbledore knew, and then again, the man might just send them on a wild goose chase. It was much better to hear it from the horse's mouth so to speak.

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I was debating on whether or not to allow Hermione be the one to catch him in the library, so I decided to use Ginny. It's not like any of them are bad or have malicious intents against Harry. They are just so caught up in "The Greater Good". They haven't realized that Good maybe greater in its entirety, but evil is a minority that strives and sometimes over power the most noble of intents. Read/Review, don't forget nursery, nicknames, and middle name ideas. How about Bambi? Imao! Grandfather animagus stag, and 'mommy' patronus is a stag.

Just joking, ahaha!

As my junior high English/History teacher would say; Peace, love and chicken wings.