Furry Magic
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Lucius
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
104
Views:
136,520
Reviews:
711
Recommended:
4
Currently Reading:
3
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chapter 31
Title: Furry Magic, chapter 31
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the recognizable characters.
Lucius Malfoy looked up when his second entered the room. The tall, blond man moved with an undeniable grace. The king smiled, a slight twisting of his lips as he watched.
This then was the new Sire, a man who, if he wished, could demand equal or nearly equal rank with the king in the pride\'s hierarchy. Interestingly, Lucius was not worried. He knew Amrys. His second was content in his position. He was dedicated, loyal. The perfect combination of aggression and submission. Protecting, advising, and supporting Lucius as the pride\'s ruler.
The king\'s attention returned to the missive in his hand. An owl had delivered it less than half an hour ago. Lucius had opened the letter, read it, and now sat considering it\'s unwelcome contents. That damned man had gall, he had to admit. To *demand* anything from the pride. He never requested. He ordered, demanded, and insisted. As if he, a human magician, had the right.
Lucius was disturbed. The Headmaster of Hogwarts was moving to normalize things, but Lucius was not certain the evidence that the troubles were over was sufficient to do so. Putting his pride\'s kittens at risk for the sake of appearing \"normal\" was not an option. The kittens were the future, they had to be kept safe. He held the crumpled letter from the older wizard in one big fist, his eyes gone dangerous silver as he glowered.
Amrys stepped up close, taking care to come in sideways as he neared the king, not using a frontal approach which might be interpreted as a challenge. The silver eyes narrowed, speculatively, raking his second\'s body head to foot, and assessing with automatic ease and long practice the threat he represented. Or not. Amrys went gracefully to his knees, laying his cheek on the king\'s strong thigh. Determined to make it clear he was no threat at all, not to his king.
\"What is it?\" The kneeling man asked, when the tension eased, and Lucius\' hand came to his nape. There was a quick prick of claws, but they did not dig deep. Amrys remained still, waiting, feeling the vibrating anxiety move through the other man. And within moments Amrys was rewarded with the king\'s confidences.
\"Dumbledore has written to me. The school is safe once more, he thinks. And he demands that Draco, Ron, Blaise and Harry return to their lessons.\" Lucius replied, his rich voice sending shivers over his second\'s lithe body. As the news sent a frisson of fear lancing through him.
\"Was the beast caught? I had not heard...\" Amrys asked brow wrinkling, worried. He rubbed his cheek along the outside of his king\'s leg. Amrys lifted his head to look up into Lucius\' grim face.
Amrys would not willingly put the Mother of the heir at risk. He had endeavored to protect Andromeda, who he had actively despised, because of her sacred position as the Mother. Now Draco held that position, carrying the heir that Amrys himself had fathered, Amrys actually cared for and loved the young man, for all that they were not lovers. No one would be allowed to harm Draco, not while Amrys drew breath and could prevent it.
\"No. The monster has not been caught. Nor has it been seen again, and no other students have been harmed. Dumbledore has set up wards to prevent outsiders from getting onto school grounds. So he says the students are now safe.\" Lucius sounded as if he did not believe such actions were great enough a guarantee.
\"You do not think it is truly so?\" Amrys looked up, the king\'s hand coming to rest against his tanned cheek. The strong thumb caressing his face with long, sure strokes.
\"I think the risk is too great. If Draco returns, it will be with his guardians. Mantheer and Yaji. I am not certain about how to approach the question of Harry, Ron and Blaise. Harry is my Chosen. I would not see harm come to him, nor to the other kittens. I need my Chosen by my side.\" Lucius said with slow consideration.
\"The completion of his course of study at Hogwarts is secondary to his service to the pride.\" Lucius\' second declared. The king looked down at him, smiling.
\"Your loyalty does you credit. But, there may come a time in the boy\'s future where his education at Hogwarts is necessary to him.\"
\"You seek to be too fair, my king. The pride is your first priority. It must always be so.\" Amrys said, laying the side of his face back onto Lucius\' leg to diminish the challenge in his statement. Lucius allowed the words to pass.
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There was a commotion in the hall, running feet, more than one pair. Lucius stood and drew Amrys up with him.
Blaise burst into the room, followed by several of the other kittens. Lucius had a split second of absolute panic, thinking all sorts of terrifying possibilities. Up to and including the death of his son or of his Chosen. Blaise paused and tried to catch his breath, the excitement more than physical exertion making it short.
Amrys took a step closer to the young-ling, interposing himself between the king and the kitten. Blaise was panting, his face white, distressed.
\"What is it, young-ling?\" Amrys asked the frightened kitten, voice firm and reassuring, he laid a gentling hand on the shaking arm. Pulling the shaking youth into his embrace.
\"Oh, my king!\' Blaise fell to his knees. \"A messenger from the wolves has arrived. He says Andromeda has escaped, my king. She left three dead in her wake. And there was a foul stench left behind her. Tambyn wonders if it was the smell of the one who has been attacking the children at Hogwarts.\"
ne\'ichan
faestion1@yahoo.com
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the recognizable characters.
Lucius Malfoy looked up when his second entered the room. The tall, blond man moved with an undeniable grace. The king smiled, a slight twisting of his lips as he watched.
This then was the new Sire, a man who, if he wished, could demand equal or nearly equal rank with the king in the pride\'s hierarchy. Interestingly, Lucius was not worried. He knew Amrys. His second was content in his position. He was dedicated, loyal. The perfect combination of aggression and submission. Protecting, advising, and supporting Lucius as the pride\'s ruler.
The king\'s attention returned to the missive in his hand. An owl had delivered it less than half an hour ago. Lucius had opened the letter, read it, and now sat considering it\'s unwelcome contents. That damned man had gall, he had to admit. To *demand* anything from the pride. He never requested. He ordered, demanded, and insisted. As if he, a human magician, had the right.
Lucius was disturbed. The Headmaster of Hogwarts was moving to normalize things, but Lucius was not certain the evidence that the troubles were over was sufficient to do so. Putting his pride\'s kittens at risk for the sake of appearing \"normal\" was not an option. The kittens were the future, they had to be kept safe. He held the crumpled letter from the older wizard in one big fist, his eyes gone dangerous silver as he glowered.
Amrys stepped up close, taking care to come in sideways as he neared the king, not using a frontal approach which might be interpreted as a challenge. The silver eyes narrowed, speculatively, raking his second\'s body head to foot, and assessing with automatic ease and long practice the threat he represented. Or not. Amrys went gracefully to his knees, laying his cheek on the king\'s strong thigh. Determined to make it clear he was no threat at all, not to his king.
\"What is it?\" The kneeling man asked, when the tension eased, and Lucius\' hand came to his nape. There was a quick prick of claws, but they did not dig deep. Amrys remained still, waiting, feeling the vibrating anxiety move through the other man. And within moments Amrys was rewarded with the king\'s confidences.
\"Dumbledore has written to me. The school is safe once more, he thinks. And he demands that Draco, Ron, Blaise and Harry return to their lessons.\" Lucius replied, his rich voice sending shivers over his second\'s lithe body. As the news sent a frisson of fear lancing through him.
\"Was the beast caught? I had not heard...\" Amrys asked brow wrinkling, worried. He rubbed his cheek along the outside of his king\'s leg. Amrys lifted his head to look up into Lucius\' grim face.
Amrys would not willingly put the Mother of the heir at risk. He had endeavored to protect Andromeda, who he had actively despised, because of her sacred position as the Mother. Now Draco held that position, carrying the heir that Amrys himself had fathered, Amrys actually cared for and loved the young man, for all that they were not lovers. No one would be allowed to harm Draco, not while Amrys drew breath and could prevent it.
\"No. The monster has not been caught. Nor has it been seen again, and no other students have been harmed. Dumbledore has set up wards to prevent outsiders from getting onto school grounds. So he says the students are now safe.\" Lucius sounded as if he did not believe such actions were great enough a guarantee.
\"You do not think it is truly so?\" Amrys looked up, the king\'s hand coming to rest against his tanned cheek. The strong thumb caressing his face with long, sure strokes.
\"I think the risk is too great. If Draco returns, it will be with his guardians. Mantheer and Yaji. I am not certain about how to approach the question of Harry, Ron and Blaise. Harry is my Chosen. I would not see harm come to him, nor to the other kittens. I need my Chosen by my side.\" Lucius said with slow consideration.
\"The completion of his course of study at Hogwarts is secondary to his service to the pride.\" Lucius\' second declared. The king looked down at him, smiling.
\"Your loyalty does you credit. But, there may come a time in the boy\'s future where his education at Hogwarts is necessary to him.\"
\"You seek to be too fair, my king. The pride is your first priority. It must always be so.\" Amrys said, laying the side of his face back onto Lucius\' leg to diminish the challenge in his statement. Lucius allowed the words to pass.
@@@@@@@@@@@@@
There was a commotion in the hall, running feet, more than one pair. Lucius stood and drew Amrys up with him.
Blaise burst into the room, followed by several of the other kittens. Lucius had a split second of absolute panic, thinking all sorts of terrifying possibilities. Up to and including the death of his son or of his Chosen. Blaise paused and tried to catch his breath, the excitement more than physical exertion making it short.
Amrys took a step closer to the young-ling, interposing himself between the king and the kitten. Blaise was panting, his face white, distressed.
\"What is it, young-ling?\" Amrys asked the frightened kitten, voice firm and reassuring, he laid a gentling hand on the shaking arm. Pulling the shaking youth into his embrace.
\"Oh, my king!\' Blaise fell to his knees. \"A messenger from the wolves has arrived. He says Andromeda has escaped, my king. She left three dead in her wake. And there was a foul stench left behind her. Tambyn wonders if it was the smell of the one who has been attacking the children at Hogwarts.\"
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