Runaway Mate

Sirius moved out of his family’s ancient house, abandoning the residence and telling his siblings that they could reclaim the place, for he wanted nothing to do with it.

The day Sirius chose to move form his house was July 10th. Less then thirty minutes after he left the House of Black for the last time, it exploded, destroying the two homes on either side and killing four muggles.

Before the fires were even put out the Order of the Phoenix claimed responsibility for the blast. They had targeted the House of Black because Sirius had refused to help them and given them the House for their center of operations.

Lucius had left to help strengthen defenses at several pure blood houses, and by the time he returned Harry was asleep, curled up on the bed with Midnight. When Lucius entered the room Midnight rose from the bed and jumped to the floor before walking off down the hallway. Lucius quickly stripped and lay down next to harry, pulling his mate into an embrace and kissing Harry’s forehead gently.

Harry blinked owlishly and looked up at Lucius before smiling as the blond man ran his hands down Harry’s body, smiling as Harry pressed himself closer to Lucius. Harry whimpered softly as Lucius captured his lips in a kiss.

“Missed you.” Harry whispered as Lucius moved so he was looking down at his mate.

“Guess I’ll have to make up for lost time...” Lucius whispered before he leaned in for another kiss. Harry grabbed Lucius’ shoulders and pulled Lucius closer to him, one hand tangling in his mate’s blond hair.

As the two kissed, Lucius pushed a knees between Harry’s legs as he pulled Harry closer with one hand and threaded the other through Harry’s hair. Harry whimpered as Lucius used magic to strip them of their cloths and arched against Lucius, their hearts beating frantically.

Lucius gently prepared his mate, his eyes always watching Harry’s face for any sign of pain. Seeing that Harry was ready, Lucius gently thrust into his mate, drawing a cry of pleasure from Harry. Harry’s eye’s rolled back into his head as he clutched at Lucius’ shoulders and screamed in pleasure, causing Lucius to shudder.

Thrusting into Harry, Lucius set a brutal pace which had both men gasping for breath as Harry’s nails dug into Lucius’ shoulders as the two moved against each other. Harry’s eyes shot open and he screamed in pleasure and came, tightening around Lucius and dragging the blond haired man along with him.

The two collapsed on to the bed, still intertwined and each panting for breath as sweat dripped down their bodies. Lucius quickly cast a cleaning spell before pulling the blankets over the two of them.

As Lucius and Harry began to fall asleep Midnight sneaked back into the room, jumping up and lying next to Harry, following the two wizards to sleep.

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Despite the Order’s threats three months passed quietly... Lucius was often out of the house, following leads on the Order with Tom and Sirius, leaving Harry alone with midnight.

But one morning Harry woke, feeling sick and dizzy. He curled up in a ball, not noticing that midnight had ran to alert the house elves.

As the numerous Malfoy Family House Elves swarmed around Harry’s bed, Harry fought the urge to throw up... The elves were whispering among themselves, some giggling, others gasping. Harry sighed as one stepped forward and started to explain what was “wrong” with him.

Within a few minutes Harry was pacing in his room, waiting for Severus to come and confirm what the house elves had told him...

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Lucius arrived home to find Harry and Severus sitting on a couch in a living room, Midnight curled up between them as they chatted. Harry looked so happy Lucius found himself frozen for a moment, recalling the death of their first child, which had caused the two of them so much misery....

“Severus!” Lucius smiled as he walked into the room and both men’s eyes shifted to look at him. “What a pleasant surprise!’

Lucius walked over and kissed Harry’s cheek, pushing Midnight to the side so he could hug his mate. “Lucius...” Harry blushed and looked down at his feet, still smiling. “I have something to tell you.”

Lucius blinked in confusion. “Is something wrong?” he asked, his hands running over Harry’s body to see if he could feel any injuries.

“No, nothing’s wrong.” Harry looked over at Severus, who was smiling at the couple. “I’m... I’m pregnant.” Lucius gasped in amazement as a smile spread across his face and his hands gently rubbed Harry’s stomach. Harry placed his hands on top of Lucius’ and continued to speak. “The house elves figured it out...”

“And then I confirmed that they were right.” Severus added. “Harry is about three months along.”

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Soon Harry wasn’t so happy. He had horrible morning sickness and his cloths were too tight as the child inside of him grew. Harry was also extremely worried about losing his baby. He didn’t like going outside the house and tended to cling to his friends and family. Midnight also seemed to be clinging to Harry, she refused to leave Harry’s side.

Severus spent a lot of time with Harry, partly because severus was Harry’s doctor, but mostly because he was Harry and Lucius’ friend. Lucius had rearranged his work so that he could be with Harry. Tom also was being careful and had made sure that the young “mom to be” was always protected. Tom also hid Harry’s pregnancy from the media and the public.

Lucius opened up the room next to his and Harry’s, revealing a open room with many windows where the child’s crib could be placed. Lucius took out the baby toys that Draco had enjoyed when he was little. Draco had laughed when he presented Harry with his favorite childhood toy, a little toy snake with soft green skin and little black eyes. Harry had instantly fallen in love with it.

In the fifth month of Harry’s pregnancy they learned that the child would be a girl. Lucius offered to pain the room pink or yellow, but Harry had turned down the colors and instead they painted the room in a dark ocean blue, dressing the crib in a lighter shade of blue.

Often the two would simply sit in the baby’s room, Lucius with his arms around Harry, feeling their daughter kick against Harry’s stomach.

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As the pregnancy reached its final weeks, Harr found himself sleeping whenever he could and rarely getting out of bed. He and Lucius had finally settled on a name, Ashley Rose Malfoy.

One night Harry and Midnight were sleeping curled up on the bed. Lucius was visiting Tom for something work related... Harry’s eyes slowly opened and he blinked, wondering why he’d woken up when Ashley started kicking at his inner organs.

Harry groaned and tried to calm his daughter down. Just as he was about to try and fall back asleep a horrible and unfamiliar pain shot through his body. “Oh God...” Harry whimpered and Midnight moved to lick his face before she started to bark, drawing the house elves.

“Get Lucius... and Severus!” Harry panted as the elves rushed to comfort him.

Harry panted as his body tried to push his child out of a part he didn’t have, a house elf running a cold cloth over his forehead in an effort to wipe the sweat out of Harry’s eyes... the sweat had already stuck his hair to his head.

Harry was about to scream in anger at the inability of his body to relieve himself of the pain when the doors to his room flew open and Severus Snape rushed in, robes flying about him as house elves darted out of his way and rushed to obey his commands. Severus gently ran his hands over Harry’s stomach, figuring out where the little girl was as Harry peered at him through half closed eyes. “Where... where is Lucius?” Harry managed to pant out.

Severus was not the one who’d answered him. While Harry was wrapped up in watching Severus, Draco had slipped in and now he took Harry’s hand in his, giving the poor pregnant wizard something to hold on to.

“Order attack.” Draco told Harry, who glanced up at him. “He’s going to come as soon as everything’s safe.” Harry kenned in pain and arched into Severus’ hands as the potions master prepared a pain relieving and paralyzing potion to spread on Harry’s stomach.

Severus rubbed the potion on Harry’s stomach, instantly taking away the worst of the pains, before looking up at Harry. Severus held his wand ready as he spoke. “Harry? Are you ready?”

Harry squeezed Draco’s hand tightly, tilted his head back and closed his eyes... before nodding. Because of the potion Severus had put on him, Harry felt the cutting of the wand’s spell, but it felt more like a sharp poke then a cut. Harry opened his eyes slightly to look up at Draco... and another blond head entered his frame of vision. “Lucius!” Harry practically sobbed as Lucius leaned down to kiss his forehead and took Harry’s hand from Draco, who moved down to help Severus.

There was a sort of wet pop and then the cry of a baby. Harry looked directly into Lucius eyes as a smile slowly swept over his face. “She’s okay.” Severus said, passing the child to Draco so he could clean up his half-sister.

Severus closed up the cut he’d made before pouring another potion over it to speed up the healing and make it so a scar wouldn’t form. Draco, who had cleaned off his sister and wrapped her in a soft blanket, passed her over to Lucius, who helped Harry sit up and hold her.

Harry gasped as he looked down and happy tears began to fall from his eyes... tears which Lucius kissed away.

“She’s so beautiful...” Harry whispered as Lucius offered a finger to the little girl, who quickly grasped it in one tiny hand.

“Ashley Rose Malfoy.” Lucius laughed as Ashley seemed to recognize her name and smiled at her daddy.

Ashley had Harry and Lilly’s emerald green eyes but the typical blond Malfoy hair. However, unlike Draco and Lucius, who had insanely straight hair, a little of Harry’s crazy unmanageable hair had been inherited. Ashley’s delicate features was an beautiful mix of Lucius and Harry’s.
Ashley yawned cutely and reached up to grasp at Harry’s hair, yanking on it, but not having the strength to actually hurt Harry.

For three weeks they didn’t use the crib, choosing instead to have Ashley sleep between the two of them, normally nuzzling into Harry’s chest or cuddling with Midnight, who’d become a third parent to the little girl.

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Ashley was two months old when Harry managed to get Lucius to go back to work. So he was alone in the house, Ashley in his arms looking around, as Harry went downstairs to get a bottle for his daughter...

“Harry.”

Harry froze as his name was said and slowly turned to look behind him... where Dumbledore and Tonks were standing. The instant he turned the two saw the little girl in his arms and stared at her, Dumbledore slowly advancing as Harry slowly retreated, holding Ashley tightly to him.

“What an adorable little child...” Dumbledore murmured and Harry found himself practically hissing at the man. “Your parents would be so happy to know there is a little Potter.”

“Not a Potter.” Harry said, cutting off whatever Dumbledore was about to say. “Her name, is Ashley Rose Malfoy.” Both Dumbledore and Tonks reacted to this blinking in confusion and surprise. “So get your filthy hands away from her.”

“Harry, Harry... why should you fear me?”

“You killed my last child.” Harry felt Ashley shift against him, as if she was scared. “You killed my last child before I could even hold him or her in my arms.” Harry fought back tears, using all his anger and sadness to glare at Dumbledore.

“Harry... don’t make me hurt your child.” Dumbledore’s face hardened. “Cooperate and nothing will happen to her.”

And so Harry left the Malfoy house, Ashley in his arms and a wand pointed at his back.

TBC

Author’s Note:Yes, I know I’m evil.