Furry Magic
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Lucius
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
104
Views:
136,548
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 65
Title: Furry Magic, chapter 65
Disclaimer: I don't own HP.
The female seer was the one to speak, her male counterpart stood behind her, arms wrapped round her torso, just under her breasts, his head resting on her shoulder as she stood and gave the ruling of the Seer's Council. Her voice was strong and carrying, and she seemed not at all disturbed by her colleague holding on to her so tightly as she spoke, nor to be disturbed by the roiling emotions and tension that filled the room. She flung out one hand pointing it at the wolf king, who sat uncomfortably, waiting. He did not flinch at the gesture, but it was a near thing.
"The King of the wolves, he desires the boy mightily. He recognizes the power he would bring to the wolves, and he wants it to benefit his pack. His intent is to better the lives of his wolves, and to increase their standing in the lycanthrope world. He does have some interest in bedding him, but that is not his primary motivation. He has no inclination to harm him. Nor is he naturally homosexual. He has never felt for another male what he feels for Potter. I say to you, Tambyn, wolf king, this is not your way."
She then spun on her heel, the skirt of her robes flaring out from the point they were bing held by the arms of her partner, the man plastered to her back moving with her perfectly in sync, until she faced the were-leopards. She raised her hand again, and looked at them, crouched atop the stone throne, Harry still looking quite rebellious, half human, half his animal form. His teeth were very prominently displayed, lips peeled warningly back. She reacted to the shiny fangs not at all.
"The Leopard King loves Harry Potter. He loves his pride. He seeks the best for him and for his pride. They have many differences, but they are moving closer. He embraces what it is to be leopard and lycanthrope. He wishes his subjects to be happy. Content. Pleased. And he desires Harry a hundred times more than the wolf king. He is naturally inclined to love men. He married for duty, and came to feel great affection for his wife, until she betrayed him with the truth, and since then his passion has only been for others of his own sex. I say to you, Lucius, were-leopard king, this is your way."
The female seer lowered her hand, and dropped her chin to rest on her chest. Sighed, laying her hands over those of the man who held her.
"Where shall Harry Potter live?" Gwydion Llyr asked the slender, dark skinned woman. She lifted her head again, dropping her hands away.
"It is my ruling that he shall remain where he is, among the were-leopard's pride, with the obligation to visit his godfather, and attend to him with the duties of his true son. For the black wolf does love him." The female turned to look at first the leopards then at Tambyn.
"You, Tambyn, wolf king. You are not wrong for seeking to enhance your pride. Yet you must walk carefully to preserve the right and honor of your pack. You are not ready to add any other lover to your life, your actions would have destroyed the stability of your pack. It has always been the arrangement of the wolves to take one mate and no others. The power you would have received would not have made up for the disruption of the pack's laws." She said to him. "The Chosen of the leopards is what he is, and can not be changed again to wolf, not by any magic. He is bound as the Chosen of old, the ancient ones, with a life bond that must remain intact. Beyond the bond of lover and lover. To sever the bond is death."
"You, Lucius, leopard king. You have looked deep and hard into your heart. You have held true to your pride's laws. You have tried to tread gently with the heart of your Chosen. I say to you. Do not forsake the laws. The laws define our societies, the laws tell us who we are. The leopards have always lived by the laws that are now written in stone." Her dark face was firm and unbending as she told him. Lucius nodded in acknowledgment, his hands soothingly at Harry's waist, Graeme and Amrys still watchful. Standing between Harry and the seers.
The woman turned her dark, blazing eyes on the youth spread possessively over the body of his king. Jealousy touched the green eyes. It was there for those who looked deep enough to see.
"You, Harry Potter, Chosen of the were-leopard pride. I say to you. Do not worry. Those we care for and who care for us always have owned parts of us. And it will ever be so. Such a thing is not to be feared, nor is sharing the love of others who love you. There is much love within the pride for you. Enough for all. I tell you, breathe, and think not of what others have that you want. If you do, you will miss what you yourself have, and will never enjoy it."
She reached up and took the hand of her fellow seer and led him from the Arena. The male seer whined, looking back over his shoulder longingly at the were-leopards. Gwydion Llyr was left, the lone member of the council.
The Seer walked over to the visitor's throne. He held out his hand to Tambyn. The wolf king's reluctance to touch another member of the council was apparent, he hesitantly held out his own hand. His face was a study in shocked amazement when their hands came together. His large eyes flew up to the Seer's veiled face.
Gwydion Llyr moved closer, his free hand coming up to touch the side of the massive man's face. He leaned in very close and spoke. Too low for even the were-leopards sharp hearing to pick up. Tambyn nodded once, his own hand, huge against the small man's back was spread wide. He nodded again. Then he stood.
"Lucius, were-leopard king, I thank you for the hospitality of your pride. There will be no repercussions from this day." Tambyn began. Lucius inclined his head in recognition. "My word shall bind all of my wolves. Your Chosen is bound to you beyond my ability to sever, even if I feel his place should rightly have been elsewhere. I would not cause harm or death by trying to remove him. He is welcome within the pack's home. And he will be safe there as long as my rule shall last." Then the were-wolf king swept the Seer up in his arms and strode out, his wolves trailing, and Sirius' leash still in his grip.
Harry was torn. He wanted to go to his godfather, despite all the trouble he had stirred up. Sirius looked over his furry shoulder at him. Harry felt Lucius' hands firm on him, telling him he was not going to be allowed to go to the wolf. This king did not trust so easily as all that. Harry surrendered to the command in those strong hands.
"I love you, Sirius." Harry called after the departing black wolf. "I will come to see you."
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Disclaimer: I don't own HP.
The female seer was the one to speak, her male counterpart stood behind her, arms wrapped round her torso, just under her breasts, his head resting on her shoulder as she stood and gave the ruling of the Seer's Council. Her voice was strong and carrying, and she seemed not at all disturbed by her colleague holding on to her so tightly as she spoke, nor to be disturbed by the roiling emotions and tension that filled the room. She flung out one hand pointing it at the wolf king, who sat uncomfortably, waiting. He did not flinch at the gesture, but it was a near thing.
"The King of the wolves, he desires the boy mightily. He recognizes the power he would bring to the wolves, and he wants it to benefit his pack. His intent is to better the lives of his wolves, and to increase their standing in the lycanthrope world. He does have some interest in bedding him, but that is not his primary motivation. He has no inclination to harm him. Nor is he naturally homosexual. He has never felt for another male what he feels for Potter. I say to you, Tambyn, wolf king, this is not your way."
She then spun on her heel, the skirt of her robes flaring out from the point they were bing held by the arms of her partner, the man plastered to her back moving with her perfectly in sync, until she faced the were-leopards. She raised her hand again, and looked at them, crouched atop the stone throne, Harry still looking quite rebellious, half human, half his animal form. His teeth were very prominently displayed, lips peeled warningly back. She reacted to the shiny fangs not at all.
"The Leopard King loves Harry Potter. He loves his pride. He seeks the best for him and for his pride. They have many differences, but they are moving closer. He embraces what it is to be leopard and lycanthrope. He wishes his subjects to be happy. Content. Pleased. And he desires Harry a hundred times more than the wolf king. He is naturally inclined to love men. He married for duty, and came to feel great affection for his wife, until she betrayed him with the truth, and since then his passion has only been for others of his own sex. I say to you, Lucius, were-leopard king, this is your way."
The female seer lowered her hand, and dropped her chin to rest on her chest. Sighed, laying her hands over those of the man who held her.
"Where shall Harry Potter live?" Gwydion Llyr asked the slender, dark skinned woman. She lifted her head again, dropping her hands away.
"It is my ruling that he shall remain where he is, among the were-leopard's pride, with the obligation to visit his godfather, and attend to him with the duties of his true son. For the black wolf does love him." The female turned to look at first the leopards then at Tambyn.
"You, Tambyn, wolf king. You are not wrong for seeking to enhance your pride. Yet you must walk carefully to preserve the right and honor of your pack. You are not ready to add any other lover to your life, your actions would have destroyed the stability of your pack. It has always been the arrangement of the wolves to take one mate and no others. The power you would have received would not have made up for the disruption of the pack's laws." She said to him. "The Chosen of the leopards is what he is, and can not be changed again to wolf, not by any magic. He is bound as the Chosen of old, the ancient ones, with a life bond that must remain intact. Beyond the bond of lover and lover. To sever the bond is death."
"You, Lucius, leopard king. You have looked deep and hard into your heart. You have held true to your pride's laws. You have tried to tread gently with the heart of your Chosen. I say to you. Do not forsake the laws. The laws define our societies, the laws tell us who we are. The leopards have always lived by the laws that are now written in stone." Her dark face was firm and unbending as she told him. Lucius nodded in acknowledgment, his hands soothingly at Harry's waist, Graeme and Amrys still watchful. Standing between Harry and the seers.
The woman turned her dark, blazing eyes on the youth spread possessively over the body of his king. Jealousy touched the green eyes. It was there for those who looked deep enough to see.
"You, Harry Potter, Chosen of the were-leopard pride. I say to you. Do not worry. Those we care for and who care for us always have owned parts of us. And it will ever be so. Such a thing is not to be feared, nor is sharing the love of others who love you. There is much love within the pride for you. Enough for all. I tell you, breathe, and think not of what others have that you want. If you do, you will miss what you yourself have, and will never enjoy it."
She reached up and took the hand of her fellow seer and led him from the Arena. The male seer whined, looking back over his shoulder longingly at the were-leopards. Gwydion Llyr was left, the lone member of the council.
The Seer walked over to the visitor's throne. He held out his hand to Tambyn. The wolf king's reluctance to touch another member of the council was apparent, he hesitantly held out his own hand. His face was a study in shocked amazement when their hands came together. His large eyes flew up to the Seer's veiled face.
Gwydion Llyr moved closer, his free hand coming up to touch the side of the massive man's face. He leaned in very close and spoke. Too low for even the were-leopards sharp hearing to pick up. Tambyn nodded once, his own hand, huge against the small man's back was spread wide. He nodded again. Then he stood.
"Lucius, were-leopard king, I thank you for the hospitality of your pride. There will be no repercussions from this day." Tambyn began. Lucius inclined his head in recognition. "My word shall bind all of my wolves. Your Chosen is bound to you beyond my ability to sever, even if I feel his place should rightly have been elsewhere. I would not cause harm or death by trying to remove him. He is welcome within the pack's home. And he will be safe there as long as my rule shall last." Then the were-wolf king swept the Seer up in his arms and strode out, his wolves trailing, and Sirius' leash still in his grip.
Harry was torn. He wanted to go to his godfather, despite all the trouble he had stirred up. Sirius looked over his furry shoulder at him. Harry felt Lucius' hands firm on him, telling him he was not going to be allowed to go to the wolf. This king did not trust so easily as all that. Harry surrendered to the command in those strong hands.
"I love you, Sirius." Harry called after the departing black wolf. "I will come to see you."
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