Furry Magic
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Lucius
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
104
Views:
136,539
Reviews:
711
Recommended:
4
Currently Reading:
3
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
chapter 50
Title: Furry Magic, chapter 50
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter.
A/N: The old ML I used for my HP fics is gone. I have started a new one for adult readers and writers. It is WizardsSlash_HarryPotterSlash@yahoogroups.com If you wish to join come on over! There will be new and old fic, recs, FB reviews and discussion. But no flames!!!!!
"Sirius Black." Snape supplied, having unexpected trouble tearing his eyes away from the tall, muscular, form of the pride's second, Amrys. He marshaled all of his indomitable will, and forced his attention away. Now was not the time to find this kind of thing out. Nor the time to explore it.
Strange. Snape was, as far as he knew, heterosexual. Though in recent years, celibate was more accurate. He'd never had the slightest interest in another man sexually. He forced himself to shelve the questions that he'd be asking himself...later. Now, they had to address finding Potter, before that imbecile godfather of his did something foolish, and irreversible.
Lucius turned to look at him, pale eyes hot. "Sirius Black? I know that name. Who is he? Why would he take Harry?" He asked, his voice deeper and more penetrating than normal. He was standing tall, flushed with the past battle, as they walked into his private bathing room. His broad shoulders were dappled with smears of blood.
"Potter's godfather." Snape answered. thinking how, perhaps if the lycanthropes had taken sides in the war against Voldemort, things might have gone more smoothly, resolution come more quickly. Yet, they had adamantly declined. All of them. Canine, feline and rodent. Refusing to give a reason, beyond it was not their fight. They were highly insular. But Snape had a sneaking suspicion there was some other reason.
"Why would he be working with my sister and the witch to invade my home?"Lucius asked, harshly. Frowning, brows drawn down, mouth a hard line. "How great a risk is he to my Chosen's safety?"
"No doubt he was thinking he was saving the boy from some horrible fate. Unfortunately, the man is a were-wolf. He is not going to be pleased to find out Potter is a were-leopard." Snape said, evenly. "I doubt he'd harm the boy, but when you are dealing with Black, there are accidents that tend to happen." It was all too predictable. Like a curse had been cast on the man. He took a deep breath before adding the rest of the information.
"At one time he was imprisoned in Azkaban as criminally insane. But, that proved to be an exaggeration." The Hogwarts professor tried to keep his delivery without inflection. Personally he thought Black *was* mentally deranged, and dangerous. But it wouldn't do to inflame the situation they now found themselves in. Men who fought like he had just witnessed, didn't need any more motivation that might drive them to retaliation and excess emotion.
Lucius and Amrys exchanged glances, Lucius growled, until Amrys pushed him over to the edge of the water, stripping his clothing off. He propelled his king into the water.
"Wash, then we will go find Harry." Amrys said, comfortingly. Lucius scowled harder.
Snape watched as the other man entered the steam filled bathing pool. He was an adult, he'd certainly undressed in locker rooms before. But, he suddenly didn't want to be naked. Only the foul slime coating the front of his suit-robes, and clinging wetly to his face, convinced him to reach for his buttons. Amrys moved directly into his view, and Severus' fingers slipped, fumbling at his fastenings.
The man was clad only in loose pants, silk or something equally fine, now soiled with the remains of the fight. Amrys looked down and saw the mess he was wearing, and grimaced. Without blinking he divested himself of the clothing, and stood naked in the misty room, like a primal nature ghod, moisture already condensing on his golden brown skin, dewing his blond hair. He shook his body, just like a dog flinging off dirt, and glided into the water. Snape thought he was going to swallow his tongue.
They bathed, and Lucius asked for more information. Snape concentrated on providing the answers, and getting clean as quickly as possible. Once the bath was done, he was presented with clothing, not his usual trim robes, and certainly not in the austere cut he usually wore.
The fabric was light and fine, and a black with faintly visible charcoal grey markings at the edges. The pants were like soft fingers caressing his skin, and the long sleeved tunic, slightly more substantial, still conformed rather closely to his body. Still, they were clean and his own clothing was unwearable at this point. He would make do.
"Severus. Take me to the werewolf." Lucius was resplendent in a deep crimson, fringed with black markings that made his skin glow white. His face was supremely haughty. Every inch a king. Which wouldn't impress Sirius Black in the least.
They arrived in the one place Snape was allowed to apparate into on Hogwarts' grounds. His own dungeon rooms. Snape took advantage of the location to grab clean boots. It was not far from his abode to the rooms of Remus Lupin. Lupin would know where Black was. The two were friends. Or possibly more, though Snape was amazed at the thought of the calm, gentle soul that was Remus Lupin, consorting with the agitated and dangerously impulsive Sirius Black.
They strode up the hall to the DADA professor's rooms, a silent and intent party of three. Snape, still in the borrowed clothing, Lucius in his fantastic robe, and then the amber clad Amrys, whose clothing floated like spiderweb on the air currents.
Amrys and Lucius were bare foot, Snape had refused to go without footwear, slipping his boots back on after wiping the gore from them. Now his new boots were firmly on hie feet,t he old ones burning in his fireplace. He'd never get the stench of those creatures out of them.
Snape paused outside Lupin's rooms. He knew at once Black was inside. He heard the sounds of sniffing in the air coming from the two men behind him. He was turning to tell Lucius, when the man pushed past him. His face frighteningly intent. He said one word.
"Harry." Lucius growled. Amrys followed him in as they burst through the door.
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Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter.
A/N: The old ML I used for my HP fics is gone. I have started a new one for adult readers and writers. It is WizardsSlash_HarryPotterSlash@yahoogroups.com If you wish to join come on over! There will be new and old fic, recs, FB reviews and discussion. But no flames!!!!!
"Sirius Black." Snape supplied, having unexpected trouble tearing his eyes away from the tall, muscular, form of the pride's second, Amrys. He marshaled all of his indomitable will, and forced his attention away. Now was not the time to find this kind of thing out. Nor the time to explore it.
Strange. Snape was, as far as he knew, heterosexual. Though in recent years, celibate was more accurate. He'd never had the slightest interest in another man sexually. He forced himself to shelve the questions that he'd be asking himself...later. Now, they had to address finding Potter, before that imbecile godfather of his did something foolish, and irreversible.
Lucius turned to look at him, pale eyes hot. "Sirius Black? I know that name. Who is he? Why would he take Harry?" He asked, his voice deeper and more penetrating than normal. He was standing tall, flushed with the past battle, as they walked into his private bathing room. His broad shoulders were dappled with smears of blood.
"Potter's godfather." Snape answered. thinking how, perhaps if the lycanthropes had taken sides in the war against Voldemort, things might have gone more smoothly, resolution come more quickly. Yet, they had adamantly declined. All of them. Canine, feline and rodent. Refusing to give a reason, beyond it was not their fight. They were highly insular. But Snape had a sneaking suspicion there was some other reason.
"Why would he be working with my sister and the witch to invade my home?"Lucius asked, harshly. Frowning, brows drawn down, mouth a hard line. "How great a risk is he to my Chosen's safety?"
"No doubt he was thinking he was saving the boy from some horrible fate. Unfortunately, the man is a were-wolf. He is not going to be pleased to find out Potter is a were-leopard." Snape said, evenly. "I doubt he'd harm the boy, but when you are dealing with Black, there are accidents that tend to happen." It was all too predictable. Like a curse had been cast on the man. He took a deep breath before adding the rest of the information.
"At one time he was imprisoned in Azkaban as criminally insane. But, that proved to be an exaggeration." The Hogwarts professor tried to keep his delivery without inflection. Personally he thought Black *was* mentally deranged, and dangerous. But it wouldn't do to inflame the situation they now found themselves in. Men who fought like he had just witnessed, didn't need any more motivation that might drive them to retaliation and excess emotion.
Lucius and Amrys exchanged glances, Lucius growled, until Amrys pushed him over to the edge of the water, stripping his clothing off. He propelled his king into the water.
"Wash, then we will go find Harry." Amrys said, comfortingly. Lucius scowled harder.
Snape watched as the other man entered the steam filled bathing pool. He was an adult, he'd certainly undressed in locker rooms before. But, he suddenly didn't want to be naked. Only the foul slime coating the front of his suit-robes, and clinging wetly to his face, convinced him to reach for his buttons. Amrys moved directly into his view, and Severus' fingers slipped, fumbling at his fastenings.
The man was clad only in loose pants, silk or something equally fine, now soiled with the remains of the fight. Amrys looked down and saw the mess he was wearing, and grimaced. Without blinking he divested himself of the clothing, and stood naked in the misty room, like a primal nature ghod, moisture already condensing on his golden brown skin, dewing his blond hair. He shook his body, just like a dog flinging off dirt, and glided into the water. Snape thought he was going to swallow his tongue.
They bathed, and Lucius asked for more information. Snape concentrated on providing the answers, and getting clean as quickly as possible. Once the bath was done, he was presented with clothing, not his usual trim robes, and certainly not in the austere cut he usually wore.
The fabric was light and fine, and a black with faintly visible charcoal grey markings at the edges. The pants were like soft fingers caressing his skin, and the long sleeved tunic, slightly more substantial, still conformed rather closely to his body. Still, they were clean and his own clothing was unwearable at this point. He would make do.
"Severus. Take me to the werewolf." Lucius was resplendent in a deep crimson, fringed with black markings that made his skin glow white. His face was supremely haughty. Every inch a king. Which wouldn't impress Sirius Black in the least.
They arrived in the one place Snape was allowed to apparate into on Hogwarts' grounds. His own dungeon rooms. Snape took advantage of the location to grab clean boots. It was not far from his abode to the rooms of Remus Lupin. Lupin would know where Black was. The two were friends. Or possibly more, though Snape was amazed at the thought of the calm, gentle soul that was Remus Lupin, consorting with the agitated and dangerously impulsive Sirius Black.
They strode up the hall to the DADA professor's rooms, a silent and intent party of three. Snape, still in the borrowed clothing, Lucius in his fantastic robe, and then the amber clad Amrys, whose clothing floated like spiderweb on the air currents.
Amrys and Lucius were bare foot, Snape had refused to go without footwear, slipping his boots back on after wiping the gore from them. Now his new boots were firmly on hie feet,t he old ones burning in his fireplace. He'd never get the stench of those creatures out of them.
Snape paused outside Lupin's rooms. He knew at once Black was inside. He heard the sounds of sniffing in the air coming from the two men behind him. He was turning to tell Lucius, when the man pushed past him. His face frighteningly intent. He said one word.
"Harry." Lucius growled. Amrys followed him in as they burst through the door.
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