Damn It Hermione

Chapter Three

Harry had long since finished his sundae, and was currently lounging comfortably on Lucius' lap. The older man had provided a willing and cuddlable chair. "Are you comfortable, Lucius?" Harry whispered, concerned.

"I'm fine," Lucius replied, with a smile. "I quite like being a pillow to a very beautiful boy.

"I'm not beautiful." Harry whispered, staring into the fireplace, where a merry blaze danced to silent music.

"Of course you are, Harry... you're ridiculously gorgeous..." Lucius was only half-joking... and wasn’t certain if Harry was being modest or if he was serious about his supposed ugliness.

"Pffft, whatever." Well, that answered that question.

"Harry..." Lucius sighed, and didn't even bother.

"Lucius, what do you suppose Ron and Draco have gotten up to?" Harry questioned quietly.

Lucius shrugged indifferently. "Draco has probably seduced him by now... he's probably having his way with him as we speak..."

Harry frowned. "Ron's not like that..." Harry protested.

"Harry... since when does Draco not get what he wants?"

Well, the man had a point.

"Since you put it that way..." Harry was silent for a few moments, then, "Why did you buy me?"

Lucius didn't answer at first, and a long moment passed.

"L-Lucius?" Harry whispered. "I'm sorry I shouldn't have asked."

"You fascinate me..." the blonde murmured after a moment. "You're beautiful and selfless and so sweet it hurts just to look at you... but it hurts more not to..." Lucius realized he probably wasn't making sense. "And you're so... you're so perfect, but you don't realize it at all. Which only makes you more perfect. Draco used to hate you for that, you know. He saw how you would sacrifice everything, your life, your health, your happiness for your friends... and he just wanted someone to do that for him..." he was definitely rambling. "So do I, really... the only person who ever loved me is my precious, precious son..."


"Lucius?" Harry whispered. "I don't understand."

Lucius didn't reply for a moment, then, "I think you're a beautiful and I want you to be mine. Forever."

"I'm beautiful, and you want to own me," Harry whispered sadly, eyes downcast he moved from Lucius' lap.

"Harry... that's not it at all..." He grabbed Harry's wrist softly. "I care for you and... I don't want to own you but to be with you... to take care of you and protect you from all the ugly realities you should never have to face... I want to give you all the love and affection you deserve, to spoil you and feed you ice cream sundaes and cookies and chocolate and... I want you to care for me... I want to cuddle up to you every night and give you a kiss goodbye as we go to work in the morning..." the blonde sighed. "I guess I'm a bit of a romantic..."

Harry blushed, turning his wrist to grasp Lucius' hand tightly, "Do... do you really want all those things with me?"

"Of course," Lucius murmured, using his free hand to caress Harry's face.

"Then... please," Harry bit his lip.

"Please what, precious?"

"Kiss me."

Lucius cupped his hand around the back of Harry's neck and pulled the boy's face to his own. "Gladly." Their lips met in a tender, lingering kiss. Lucius felt Harry's soft black hair against his fingers and stroked it softly. After a moment the blonde pulled away, still holding Harry tenderly.

"You..." Harry seemed awed as he reached his fingers up to stroke Lucius' cheek. "I've never felt something so..." he seemed lost for words.

Lucius smiled, "You liked it then?"

Harry didn't reply, just tilted his head up for another kiss.

Lucius leaned in and repeated the kiss, only allowing it to last longer this time. Giving him time to explore his little loves mouth thoroughly.

Harry practically wrapped himself around Lucius, once more crawling into the older man's lap. "Luciussss...." He moaned softly, the name turning into almost a hiss at the end.

Lucius kissed him more insistently; aroused by the silibant hissing the parselmouth in his lap was giving unconsciously.

Harry ran his hands up and down Lucius' back, getting used to touching the man as they kissed.

Lucius wanted nothing more than to lay Harry back on the ground and ravish him, but he attempt to restrain himself.

Harry wriggled in Lucius lap, feeling the mans erection so close to his own, yet... so far away.

"Harry..." Despite his attempts to take it slow, Lucius felt himself leaning so that Harry was lying under him on the couch, his hips between Harry's legs. Harry moaned as he kissed the older man.

As Lucius started to grind his erection against Harry's, he noticed something had changed... Harry was no longer making those sexy hissing sounds. He pulled back from kissing Harry to look him in the eyes and saw that he appeared to be miles away.

"Harry?" Lucius grew concerned. "What's my name?"

"I... sir?" The boy looked completely confused.


Lucius pulled his body completely away from Harry's, and pulled the boy so he was sitting on the opposite end of the couch.

"A-are you mad at me?" The boy whispered, eyes frightened.

"No, Harry..." He rubbed his temples.

"Uncle will be mad if I don't please you... not pleasing is bad. Bad boys get punished." Harry whimpered, nearly shaking in fear as he tried to crawl over to Lucius, hands groping shakily at his crotch. "Please master sir let me please you..." Lucius gently grasped the boy's hands.

"Harry. It's me, Lucius." He spoke to him calmly. "I'm your friend, Draco's father, not one of your Uncle's friends. Do you want to go visit Ron? You know Ron Weasley, right?" Lucius tried to ground Harry with mentions of his wizard friends.

"I... I think so..."

"I heard about you crashing Mr. Weasley's car into the Whomping Willow from Draco... how did that happen, Harry? I want to hear about how you and Ron got into so much trouble together at such a young age..."



"Crash... car... trouble..." Harry whispered. "R-Ron... I-.. .trouble..."

"No, not like that, Harry," Lucius stopped the boys thoughts.

"Not... not like that..." Harry wrinkled his nose, trying to figure out what master wanted. "Ron?"

"Yes, Harry, tell me about Ron."

"He has... red hair...?" At Lucius' nod, he continued. "And... lots of freckles. He gets more every year, and it annoys him, but I think it's cute... he-he's my best friend..." And here Harry frowned. "Will he like me if he knows I like boys? I know it's bad, master sir..."

"No, Harry... it's perfectly okay to like boys or men... Ron does too, so does Draco... I happen to think Draco likes your freckled friend... tell me something fun you did with Ron, sweetie." Lucius coaxed it out of him.

"We stole Hermione's knickers once..." Harry admitted with a giggle. "I told Ron panties felt really nice but he didn't believe me! She caught Ron trying them on."

"Did you enjoy wearing panties, Harry?" Lucius whispered, softly, trying to get the hot mental pictures out of his head. 'Help him, help him... don't think about him in frilly white panties...'

Harry blushed, "I-I do... they're comfortable... and... soft... and feel good..."

Lucius clenched his teeth, but said softly, "Draco told me that you're seeker on Gryffindor's Quidditch team. Tell me about that."
"I... I get to fly really fast." His eyes shone remembering it. "It's the one thing I'm good at... and I feel so..." he sighed happily. "Free..."

"You're good at everything, Harry... where are you, precious?" He tried to see if the boy was back with him.

"Your manor...?" He still seemed a bit hesitant. "And... Ron is with Draco?"

"That's right, baby, do you know who I am?"

"Lucius?" Harry whispered, looking up at the man, "Lucius, and you...want to be... romantic with me?"


"Very much so... I'm sorry for trying to move too fast, precious." Lucius kissed the boy on the cheek and Harry crawled into his lap, burying his face in Lucius' chest. "You scared me, baby." The blonde admitted.

"I'm sorry..." Harry apologized, feeling guilty for putting such a wonderful man through all his crap.

"It's okay, baby... is there anything you need...?"

"Just... hold me." He pleaded.

"Always."


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End Chapter Three

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