Furry Magic
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Lucius
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
104
Views:
136,531
Reviews:
711
Recommended:
4
Currently Reading:
3
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chapter 42
Title: Furry Magic, chapter 42
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. I am not making money here!
Mantheer carried Draco into the bathing pool, soaking his clothing, ignoring the others milling around him. He had eyes only for the moaning young man he held so carefully. Yaji splashed in with him, anxiously supporting them both. They began tenderly trying to assess the injuries Draco had received. His face was paler even than usual and he was biting his lip with pain. Harry made a sound as he watched, he strained to go after Draco, but Lucius held him back.
\"They will care for him, Harry. Let them do their work. They already suffer for not being able to protect him. They need to care for him, to reconnect.\" Lucius murmured. His mind was distracted, continuing to fume over how Andromeda and whoever she was with managed to get into the grounds, and to attack Draco. As part of the family of Malfoy, Andromeda was nearly impossible to keep out with the Manor\'s wards. But, something had to be arranged. Or the monster would have free rein out on the grounds, and someone would die.
Lucius and Harry both turned as Kaithas burst into the room, joining the group of concerned lycanthropes filling the room. Lucius hugged the trembling form of his Chosen to him. Harry had saved Draco worse injury, but Draco would be a long time healing. He was not lycanthrope, and he was unable to use the change to heal himself.
Lucius saw Tanith enter the room, slowly her great, worried eyes roaming until she found Draco. When his son had been a child, there had been none closer to him that the female Seer. She had been a second mother to the boy. Then with the fiasco of his inability to turn, they had drifted apart. Things had begun to swing back to a growing closeness with the pending delivery of the heir.
Tanith had accepted the news of Draco\'s pregnancy with surprise and then true satisfaction. She was still cautious, the male pride members lacked the ability of wizards to carry children within their own bodies. Even wizards had no easy time of it. She had spent a long evening at Hogwarts accompanying Kaithas, while both Seers consulted with the Potion\'s Master, Severus Snape. He had given her increasing confidence, but she still waited. She waited to be sure the child would be delivered alive before she celebrated too openly. She waited to discover if the child would be able to turn into lycanthrope. When that came to pass, she would howl her glee to the skies.
Kaithas immediately hustled most of the worried men and women out, offering comforting words and assurances he didn\'t fully believe yet, and stripped to join Mantheer, Draco and Yaji in the water. He forced himself to move calmly, a thing made all the more difficult by the blood floating like a cloud in the heated water, and the sharp noxious scent in the air. Mantheer looked at him with eyes haunted and full of pain, pain as deep as that which Draco felt. Yaji only continued in his ministrations, ignoring the Seer.
The two guardians were very gently peeling the wet clothing of Draco, the water preventing the blood from sticking to the wounds, and also washing away the foulness of the creatures that had wounded him. Draco lay back and let them, though he did let out a barely audible whimper when Yaji cleaned one of the worst wounds on his leg.
Kaithas saw quickly that no wounds were on the youth\'s abdomen, and he whispered a prayer of thanks. The child had a chance. He laid his hands on Draco and began to scan him seeking knowledge of how seriously he was hurt, and what could be done to heal him.
A pop sounded, the sound of someone apparating into the room. Every head snapped around and Amrys flew towards the materializing figure, morphing as he went into full fighting Leopard form. Lucius was on his heels, thrusting Harry into Tanith\'s arms. Harry eluded the female Seer and sprang after his king and the second, a shiny coated raven colored were-leopard, fur standing on end.
The apparating person was confronted with three furious were-leopards in full attack mode. He was saved from serious harm only at the very last second when Amrys and Lucius realized who it was, changing back to human form, and Amrys managed to catch Harry in mid-leap. Harry was snarling with fury and raking his claws through the air, trying to get at the potential threat. Lucius whisked the man behind him, protecting him from Harry, should the boy win free.
Charlie Weasley stood gaping, peering around Lucius Malfoy at the wildly struggling kitten held in the second\'s tight grasp.
\"Merlin!\" He exclaimed. \"What is going on here? I thought I was called home to help, not to be shredded on sight!\" The kitten, for all it\'s relative youth, had some long and sharp claws. Adult claws.
He frowned looking closer. \"And just who is that? If I may be so bold as to ask. I don\'t recognize him.\"
Lucius relaxed as Harry began to calm. He stepped forward, taking Harry into his arms, letting Amrys lick at the shallow scratches on his own forearms. Harry turned hard, fiery, green eyes towards the red haired figure. He growled, but not threateningly, more in exasperation, in a greeting sort of, though an irritated one. As if he was scolding Charlie, for not being more careful.
Charlie\'s gingery brows shot up his forehead. Not at all kittenish, this one! \"He\'s a bit full of himself now! Specially for a kitten! This part of the reason you brought me home, my king?\"
Lucius nuzzled the furry leopard in his arms. \"Yes. Part of the reason. He is calmed. Come, greet your king and his Chosen as is correct, Charlie Weasley.\"
\"You have taken a Chosen!\" Charlie exclaimed, stepping forward, offering his neck to Lucius. Lucius set his gentle teeth at the bared throat, then when Charlie made no resistance, he licked over the almost bite, soothing the pinkened skin. Charlie startled when a second tongue lapped at his cheek sloppily. It reminded him of....
\"Harry Potter! Is that you?\" Charlie asked with a delighted grin on his face. The kitten mewled.
\"He has some trouble occasionally turning back to human form.\" Lucius explained as Charlie stroked the dark furred were-leopard, and was rewarded with a rumbling, ecstatic purr.
\"Ah. He is beautiful.\" Charlie said, low, and sincere. The kitten hissed, lazily, not really a warning sound. The red-haired man laughed. \"Well you are!\"
For the third time that day the sound of an apparating wizard disrupted the pride. The tall, red haired form of Bill Weasley materialized with a snap. He looked around the room, saw the anxious faces, and the newly fighting kitten, straining to get at him, claws fully extended, teeth bared. He took a hasty step backwards, thanking the ghods he hadn\'t materialized any closer. He twitched the edge of his cloak out of the grabbing claws.
\"Not the welcome I expected. I thought I was invited back! What\'s going on?\" Bill asked, eyes flicking from the struggling kitten to the commotion in the bathing pool.
Before he could get an answer another pop sounded, and Harry flailed wildly, hissing and snarling, as yet another figure came into view. Tall and dark and stern. Obsidian eyes looked the room over rapidly, assessingly, missing nothing. Then headed toward the water.
\"Mr Potter,\" Severus Snape snapped, disapprovingly. \"Control yourself.\"
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Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. I am not making money here!
Mantheer carried Draco into the bathing pool, soaking his clothing, ignoring the others milling around him. He had eyes only for the moaning young man he held so carefully. Yaji splashed in with him, anxiously supporting them both. They began tenderly trying to assess the injuries Draco had received. His face was paler even than usual and he was biting his lip with pain. Harry made a sound as he watched, he strained to go after Draco, but Lucius held him back.
\"They will care for him, Harry. Let them do their work. They already suffer for not being able to protect him. They need to care for him, to reconnect.\" Lucius murmured. His mind was distracted, continuing to fume over how Andromeda and whoever she was with managed to get into the grounds, and to attack Draco. As part of the family of Malfoy, Andromeda was nearly impossible to keep out with the Manor\'s wards. But, something had to be arranged. Or the monster would have free rein out on the grounds, and someone would die.
Lucius and Harry both turned as Kaithas burst into the room, joining the group of concerned lycanthropes filling the room. Lucius hugged the trembling form of his Chosen to him. Harry had saved Draco worse injury, but Draco would be a long time healing. He was not lycanthrope, and he was unable to use the change to heal himself.
Lucius saw Tanith enter the room, slowly her great, worried eyes roaming until she found Draco. When his son had been a child, there had been none closer to him that the female Seer. She had been a second mother to the boy. Then with the fiasco of his inability to turn, they had drifted apart. Things had begun to swing back to a growing closeness with the pending delivery of the heir.
Tanith had accepted the news of Draco\'s pregnancy with surprise and then true satisfaction. She was still cautious, the male pride members lacked the ability of wizards to carry children within their own bodies. Even wizards had no easy time of it. She had spent a long evening at Hogwarts accompanying Kaithas, while both Seers consulted with the Potion\'s Master, Severus Snape. He had given her increasing confidence, but she still waited. She waited to be sure the child would be delivered alive before she celebrated too openly. She waited to discover if the child would be able to turn into lycanthrope. When that came to pass, she would howl her glee to the skies.
Kaithas immediately hustled most of the worried men and women out, offering comforting words and assurances he didn\'t fully believe yet, and stripped to join Mantheer, Draco and Yaji in the water. He forced himself to move calmly, a thing made all the more difficult by the blood floating like a cloud in the heated water, and the sharp noxious scent in the air. Mantheer looked at him with eyes haunted and full of pain, pain as deep as that which Draco felt. Yaji only continued in his ministrations, ignoring the Seer.
The two guardians were very gently peeling the wet clothing of Draco, the water preventing the blood from sticking to the wounds, and also washing away the foulness of the creatures that had wounded him. Draco lay back and let them, though he did let out a barely audible whimper when Yaji cleaned one of the worst wounds on his leg.
Kaithas saw quickly that no wounds were on the youth\'s abdomen, and he whispered a prayer of thanks. The child had a chance. He laid his hands on Draco and began to scan him seeking knowledge of how seriously he was hurt, and what could be done to heal him.
A pop sounded, the sound of someone apparating into the room. Every head snapped around and Amrys flew towards the materializing figure, morphing as he went into full fighting Leopard form. Lucius was on his heels, thrusting Harry into Tanith\'s arms. Harry eluded the female Seer and sprang after his king and the second, a shiny coated raven colored were-leopard, fur standing on end.
The apparating person was confronted with three furious were-leopards in full attack mode. He was saved from serious harm only at the very last second when Amrys and Lucius realized who it was, changing back to human form, and Amrys managed to catch Harry in mid-leap. Harry was snarling with fury and raking his claws through the air, trying to get at the potential threat. Lucius whisked the man behind him, protecting him from Harry, should the boy win free.
Charlie Weasley stood gaping, peering around Lucius Malfoy at the wildly struggling kitten held in the second\'s tight grasp.
\"Merlin!\" He exclaimed. \"What is going on here? I thought I was called home to help, not to be shredded on sight!\" The kitten, for all it\'s relative youth, had some long and sharp claws. Adult claws.
He frowned looking closer. \"And just who is that? If I may be so bold as to ask. I don\'t recognize him.\"
Lucius relaxed as Harry began to calm. He stepped forward, taking Harry into his arms, letting Amrys lick at the shallow scratches on his own forearms. Harry turned hard, fiery, green eyes towards the red haired figure. He growled, but not threateningly, more in exasperation, in a greeting sort of, though an irritated one. As if he was scolding Charlie, for not being more careful.
Charlie\'s gingery brows shot up his forehead. Not at all kittenish, this one! \"He\'s a bit full of himself now! Specially for a kitten! This part of the reason you brought me home, my king?\"
Lucius nuzzled the furry leopard in his arms. \"Yes. Part of the reason. He is calmed. Come, greet your king and his Chosen as is correct, Charlie Weasley.\"
\"You have taken a Chosen!\" Charlie exclaimed, stepping forward, offering his neck to Lucius. Lucius set his gentle teeth at the bared throat, then when Charlie made no resistance, he licked over the almost bite, soothing the pinkened skin. Charlie startled when a second tongue lapped at his cheek sloppily. It reminded him of....
\"Harry Potter! Is that you?\" Charlie asked with a delighted grin on his face. The kitten mewled.
\"He has some trouble occasionally turning back to human form.\" Lucius explained as Charlie stroked the dark furred were-leopard, and was rewarded with a rumbling, ecstatic purr.
\"Ah. He is beautiful.\" Charlie said, low, and sincere. The kitten hissed, lazily, not really a warning sound. The red-haired man laughed. \"Well you are!\"
For the third time that day the sound of an apparating wizard disrupted the pride. The tall, red haired form of Bill Weasley materialized with a snap. He looked around the room, saw the anxious faces, and the newly fighting kitten, straining to get at him, claws fully extended, teeth bared. He took a hasty step backwards, thanking the ghods he hadn\'t materialized any closer. He twitched the edge of his cloak out of the grabbing claws.
\"Not the welcome I expected. I thought I was invited back! What\'s going on?\" Bill asked, eyes flicking from the struggling kitten to the commotion in the bathing pool.
Before he could get an answer another pop sounded, and Harry flailed wildly, hissing and snarling, as yet another figure came into view. Tall and dark and stern. Obsidian eyes looked the room over rapidly, assessingly, missing nothing. Then headed toward the water.
\"Mr Potter,\" Severus Snape snapped, disapprovingly. \"Control yourself.\"
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