Furry Magic
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Lucius
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
104
Views:
136,524
Reviews:
711
Recommended:
4
Currently Reading:
3
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chapter 35
Title: Furry Magic, chapter 35
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the recognizable characters.
\"Father, I would speak with you.\" Draco said as he entered his father\'s study with a purposeful stride. Graeme lounged on the rug near one wall, propped partly on a pillow as he read a scroll, held over him at arm\'s length. His dark blue eyes rested on Draco, long lashes shadowing their depths. His eyes asked questions.
\"I have sent for my Chosen,\" Lucius remarked, interrupting his son. He frowned at the boy who was the last one he\'d seen with his Chosen. His jaw knotted. \"They have not been able to find him. Do you know where his is? Is he well?\"
Draco fought back a smirk. It was unlikely the searchers would find Potter. He and Potter had gone to one of the secret rooms that Draco found many years ago. Draco had taken care not to reveal it\'s location to anyone. Harry was curled up in a heap of furs, probably still weeping as he had been when Draco left to come here and confront his father.
\"I am not surprised, not when he saw you with Troy. He does not wish to be found.\" Draco stated, crossing his arms over his chest. He glared up at his father. Lucius glared back, crossing his own arms over his broad chest.
\"What? Why?\" Lucius sounded baffled, and a little angry. \"Why should he hide from
me? Is he afraid? Has he been threatened? I will protect him. Bring him to me. He should not be alone.\"
\"No. Why should I bring him to you, when it is you who have hurt him?\" The young man growled. Graeme rolled over onto his belly laying his scroll aside. He rose to his knees, then to one knee, and stood. His long hair floated in coppery waves around his bare torso, down past his hips. He flicked it behind him. Out of the way.
\"I? How have I hurt him?\" Lucius was astounded by the accusation. There was no comprehension in his _expression. \"I have done him no harm.\"
\"No one has taught him what it is to be of the pride. He spends little time with the other young-lings. He doesn\'t understand what it is to be a kitten, none of you have taught him. I can\'t, because though I am Mother and belong in one way, I am human. I don\'t know all there is to teach him.\" Draco scolded. He moved closer to his father.
\"I will see to it that he spends more time with the other young-lings.\" Lucius said at last. Lifting his chin and staring down at his son. \"So that he may learn our ways. Is that what you wish? Now will you tell me where to find him? That I may know he is safe.\"
\"No. Father! You will lose him if you send him away from yourself and back to them! He is not like them. He has never been like any other. Not when he was in school and not now.\" Draco snapped. \"Don\'t you understand? You are a king. You know how to see the hearts of your people. Why not the heart of one who loves you to desperation? One who had no idea he would have to see you coupling with others, because no one told him it is our way!\"
\"How else is he to learn, Draco?\" Lucius growled impatiently. \"You have just chided me for not having him taught, now you tell me I must not send him to those who can best teach him. What is your pleasure? That I give up what is mine by right?\"
\"Let him learn from you. You teach him.\" Draco asked his father, his face sincere. Lucius blinked at him. \"Tell him you love him, show him, before you break him. Please!\"
\"King\'s do not school kittens.\" Graeme growled, coming to stand beside and support his king. \"No good has come from his being made an exception. He thinks he is above the Laws of the pride because you have given him leave to sleep in your bed. Send him back to the kittens. It is where he belongs.\"
Lucius sat down on the wide couch. He looked from his son to his third. \"Two who I love and value tell me opposite things. In how to care for another I care for deeply. Which of you is right?.\"
Lucius turned to the proud, copper haired, pale skinned, were-leopard who was his third. \"You, Graeme, who hold to tradition? Who stand beside me, who is much of my strength. You, who I have loved since you were so much younger than today? Long years you have protected me, kept me from harm and served the pride. Is this the spirit in which you offer your advice today?\"
He held up a hand to stop the quick answer. \"No. Think on it, question yourself, truly and honestly, look into yourself, then when I ask for your answer give it to me from the bottom of your heart. Give me the truth, what you think I must do for the best of the pride, myself and the kitten who so troubles you. He is also your ward, he is of your pride, my third. How will you be assured he will prosper under your care?\"
\"And you.\" Lucius turned to Draco. \"My son. Mother to the heir. Friend, I believe, to my Chosen, the one who lay beside you and held your fear at bay. You tell me. Is your solution best for the pride, for our traditions, for me, and for Harry as well? Are none harmed by the way you would have me act? My Chosen must learn to live among us. He must learn our ways. Or, should our ways be changed? Our traditions abandoned, what has worked for this pride for eons? Because one kitten can not live with our laws as they are? To whom are we being unfair? Think on it my son.\" He waved at them.
\"Sit. And think. Both of you.\" Lucius shared an intense look with each of the men. \"While you think, I will call my Chosen to me. Unless you will tell me where to find him?\" Draco stubbornly shook his head. \"Very well. I will use the call. And then we will all talk.\"
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Disclaimer: I do not own any of the recognizable characters.
\"Father, I would speak with you.\" Draco said as he entered his father\'s study with a purposeful stride. Graeme lounged on the rug near one wall, propped partly on a pillow as he read a scroll, held over him at arm\'s length. His dark blue eyes rested on Draco, long lashes shadowing their depths. His eyes asked questions.
\"I have sent for my Chosen,\" Lucius remarked, interrupting his son. He frowned at the boy who was the last one he\'d seen with his Chosen. His jaw knotted. \"They have not been able to find him. Do you know where his is? Is he well?\"
Draco fought back a smirk. It was unlikely the searchers would find Potter. He and Potter had gone to one of the secret rooms that Draco found many years ago. Draco had taken care not to reveal it\'s location to anyone. Harry was curled up in a heap of furs, probably still weeping as he had been when Draco left to come here and confront his father.
\"I am not surprised, not when he saw you with Troy. He does not wish to be found.\" Draco stated, crossing his arms over his chest. He glared up at his father. Lucius glared back, crossing his own arms over his broad chest.
\"What? Why?\" Lucius sounded baffled, and a little angry. \"Why should he hide from
me? Is he afraid? Has he been threatened? I will protect him. Bring him to me. He should not be alone.\"
\"No. Why should I bring him to you, when it is you who have hurt him?\" The young man growled. Graeme rolled over onto his belly laying his scroll aside. He rose to his knees, then to one knee, and stood. His long hair floated in coppery waves around his bare torso, down past his hips. He flicked it behind him. Out of the way.
\"I? How have I hurt him?\" Lucius was astounded by the accusation. There was no comprehension in his _expression. \"I have done him no harm.\"
\"No one has taught him what it is to be of the pride. He spends little time with the other young-lings. He doesn\'t understand what it is to be a kitten, none of you have taught him. I can\'t, because though I am Mother and belong in one way, I am human. I don\'t know all there is to teach him.\" Draco scolded. He moved closer to his father.
\"I will see to it that he spends more time with the other young-lings.\" Lucius said at last. Lifting his chin and staring down at his son. \"So that he may learn our ways. Is that what you wish? Now will you tell me where to find him? That I may know he is safe.\"
\"No. Father! You will lose him if you send him away from yourself and back to them! He is not like them. He has never been like any other. Not when he was in school and not now.\" Draco snapped. \"Don\'t you understand? You are a king. You know how to see the hearts of your people. Why not the heart of one who loves you to desperation? One who had no idea he would have to see you coupling with others, because no one told him it is our way!\"
\"How else is he to learn, Draco?\" Lucius growled impatiently. \"You have just chided me for not having him taught, now you tell me I must not send him to those who can best teach him. What is your pleasure? That I give up what is mine by right?\"
\"Let him learn from you. You teach him.\" Draco asked his father, his face sincere. Lucius blinked at him. \"Tell him you love him, show him, before you break him. Please!\"
\"King\'s do not school kittens.\" Graeme growled, coming to stand beside and support his king. \"No good has come from his being made an exception. He thinks he is above the Laws of the pride because you have given him leave to sleep in your bed. Send him back to the kittens. It is where he belongs.\"
Lucius sat down on the wide couch. He looked from his son to his third. \"Two who I love and value tell me opposite things. In how to care for another I care for deeply. Which of you is right?.\"
Lucius turned to the proud, copper haired, pale skinned, were-leopard who was his third. \"You, Graeme, who hold to tradition? Who stand beside me, who is much of my strength. You, who I have loved since you were so much younger than today? Long years you have protected me, kept me from harm and served the pride. Is this the spirit in which you offer your advice today?\"
He held up a hand to stop the quick answer. \"No. Think on it, question yourself, truly and honestly, look into yourself, then when I ask for your answer give it to me from the bottom of your heart. Give me the truth, what you think I must do for the best of the pride, myself and the kitten who so troubles you. He is also your ward, he is of your pride, my third. How will you be assured he will prosper under your care?\"
\"And you.\" Lucius turned to Draco. \"My son. Mother to the heir. Friend, I believe, to my Chosen, the one who lay beside you and held your fear at bay. You tell me. Is your solution best for the pride, for our traditions, for me, and for Harry as well? Are none harmed by the way you would have me act? My Chosen must learn to live among us. He must learn our ways. Or, should our ways be changed? Our traditions abandoned, what has worked for this pride for eons? Because one kitten can not live with our laws as they are? To whom are we being unfair? Think on it my son.\" He waved at them.
\"Sit. And think. Both of you.\" Lucius shared an intense look with each of the men. \"While you think, I will call my Chosen to me. Unless you will tell me where to find him?\" Draco stubbornly shook his head. \"Very well. I will use the call. And then we will all talk.\"
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