Cape of storms

Title: Cape of Storms
Author: DeityOfDeath
Archive: Yes please......
Pairings: Lucius/Harry Severus/Harry
Category: Drama, romance, slash
rating: NC-17/R
Spoilers: Most likely.
Warnings: Yaoi, Lemon, Drama SPOILERS!!!!!!
Disclaimers: I never have nor will I ever own Harry Potter or its chars. They are property of JK Rowling and major companies.
Note from Author: Thank You for reading and supporting fan fiction~! Enjoy and please review~!
SPOILERS AHEAD~~!!!!!!! You have been warned~!!!!


Cape of Storms


Chapter 8: The Cape of Storms echoes the pain I feel


I found myself with Hedwig on my shoulder as I perused the grounds of Hogwarts in the soft falling snow. The occasional whistling wind and the crunch of snow beneath my feet were the only sounds that echoed around me as I did so. Hedwig hooted in my ear before taking flight after some small animal she saw in the distance and I watched her spread those snow white wings and take to the air, blending in quite well with the falling snow and snow capped landscape.

I was tired and my hopes of waking up during my walk had vanished like a melting snow flake in the palm of my hand. I had gotten very little sleep last night thanks to my newest predicament and it seemed as if everyone had left me to decide on my own while I thought it over. It was nice that they had been so considerate but it had also left me with no advice or opinions on the matter.

So far I had managed to figure out the good and bad, the positive and negative aspects and it was a tie in my opinion. Lucius was handsome and rich and in being rich he would have no need of any of the money or heirlooms left in the Potter or the Black vaults. Especially since the Black vaults had been split between me and my Godfather's lover, Remus. Lucius also had an heir so our bonding wouldn't affect his family name or family status at all. Lucius was trusted by Sev and if Sev trusted someone and I trusted Sev then that meant that I could trust Lucius. Did I mention that Lucius was easy on the eyes? For a man of his age he certainly carried himself like a man ten or more years younger.

The negatives were a tad bit more complicated. Lucius had been cruel to my friends and at times cruel to me. He had proven his worth as a spy for the order but I knew next to nothing about him and I believe he comes across the same problem with me. He is a man of stature and so receives a lot of attention which I would rather refrain from. His looks attract a lot of suitors from both men and women which causes quite a bit of jealousy and the beginnings of future issues. He has an heir which means should he die and I have need of money I'd have to go through Draco. Draco's not a bad person but I'd rather not find out what would happen in such a situation.

The main issue for me is everyone's feelings in the matter. I'm a young man who is still a virgin who was plenty satisfied with one man and now I find myself with two. What if I can't handle two men with healthy sexual appetites? I don't know if I could live with myself if either found it necessary to fulfill their needs else where. Although since I'm male and can't provide either with heirs or additional heirs so I suppose I could suck up my pride and feelings so that they could gain one. I would be alive and even with the pain of such things I can't help but wonder if it would be a life I would want to continue to live in.

I shook my thoughts aside and continued walking. Thinking depressing thoughts wasn't going to solve this dilemma. To keep the pain and sadness from those I love and to live and finish doing the things I wanted would be worth any emotional pain. With pain and sadness there is always pleasure and happiness.

I found myself at the Quidditch pitch and it was there that I found a grinning Draco, leaning against one of the goal posts.

"I knew if I stayed here long enough you'd show up."

I smiled and approached him, "That's because Quidditch is one of the things that always made me feel happy and free. It was out here that I had some of my best memories."

"I'd have to say the same. My father doesn't talk about it much but he was on the Slytherin Quidditch team when he was younger. He played against your father a few times I believe."

"I had no idea your father had played Quidditch," I said as I leaned over and picked up a handful of snow.

"Fathers not very vocal about his childhood. Mother had shown me pictures of father in his Slytherin Quidditch robes grinning the same stupid grin you do when you're playing or talking about Quidditch. Why do you think he always has box seats to the Quidditch play offs?"

"I always figured it was a business thing. Businessmen in the muggle world get together at ball games and discuss business all the time."

"Well I'm not saying he doesn't do business there, I'm just saying that he enjoys it as well."

"Why are you...?”

"Telling you all of this? Because none of us wants to see you dead and father is a good man. You should get to know him. I can't believe I'm bloody saying this to my school rival! Oh, he owes me for this!"

I laughed and packed the snow into a ball, "Why are you saying it?"

He looked thoughtful, "Because father needs something to keep him going. Since the defeat of You Know Who he's been moping around like some mournful puppy and it is really un-Malfoy like. That and he's had his eye on you for as long as I can remember. He married mother and from what my Uncle told me it was like marrying his best friend and it was awkward for the both of them. He and Sev were an item at one time but I think it kind of just ended because of the pressure from the family to marry a proper and prominent member of wizard society and produce an heir. My mother had the same problem and since she had grown up with father it seemed a likely match."

"So your saying give your Dad a chance," I asked as I tossed the snowball in an attempt to make it near one of the hoops, failing miserably.

"Basically. I mean he could do worse than you."

I laughed and so looked into Draco's grinning gray eyes, "I suppose I could at least give him a chance."

"Good."

Hedwig flew over the Quidditch pitch and I watched as she headed up and into the owlery.

"Let's head inside before you catch a cold and I'm labeled negligent for allowing you to stay out in such weather. McGonagall is a Gryffindor through and through which means she'll speech me to death."

I laughed as I walked beside him on our way back to the castle.


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I had arrived at my room and plopped down on my couch facing the roaring fire place. As much as I hated to admit it, Draco was right. If I agreed and was bonded to Sev and Lucius then we would all gain something from the joining and possibly the gain would be bigger than the loss.

I felt my chest constrict as a pain shot through. I gasped for air. I felt a cough lodge in my throat and I stood up shedding the heavy outdoor cloak enabling me to move a tad better. The pain got worse and then a feeling of drowning came over me as I tried to breath through the unknown liquid that seemed to be filling my lungs.

I opened the door to my quarters and began stumbling down the hall coughing and wheezing, crimson drops spraying from my mouth as I did so. I was nearly to the stairs when the coughing worsened causing thick gobs of copper tasting fluid to fill my mouth and throat with each cough.

I felt it trickle down both corners of my mouth and panic filled me. There was much more blood than there had been before and the pain seemed sharper, more painful. With each step the world grew dimmer and my vision swam. I stood at the top of the stairs wobbling on unsteady legs as I coughed. I felt myself pitch forward and as I watched the stairs approach my face I prayed for a quick death.

What I got instead was a hard landing against something a lot softer than the stone stairs. I felt arms encircle my body and then loosen as I found myself laying flat on one of the cold stone steps looking up into a pair of worried and slightly frantic silvery gray eyes crowned by a halo of pale blonde hair that hung over muscled shoulders.

I watched as his mouth moved, the sounds that came from it silent compared to the beating that filled my head. He looked back down at me and mouthed something. I watched as his lips moved becoming tight when I hadn't answered. I felt arms dig under my body until they were hooked under my knees and back and then I felt my body become heavy as I was lifted into Lucius strong arms and cradled against his body as he ran down the remaining stairs.

Doors flew by until we had reached the infirmary and then I found myself surrounded by familiar faces. Hermione and Poppy both looked panicked but hid it behind that professional determination. I felt a warm hand atop my head and glanced up where I saw a worried Remus with his arm stretched in front of him as his hand stroked my head, brushing my sweat soaked bangs from my eyes and forehead. I watched as the scenery changed and it was then that I heard a voice.

"Harry!? Harry we need you to answer us. Will you bond with Sev and Lucius?"

I looked up into Minerva's serious face and saw through her serious facade and into her worried and panicked eyes. I nodded as I gasped for air. The familiar light headed feeling of an oncoming seizure began to cloud my mind but I heard Minerva's voice cut through the fog.

"We need a verbal answer, Harry!"

"Ye...," I sat up choking on blood as I fought to breathe.

A rag appeared in front of me and I coughed into it until I was too weak to cough. The once white rag was removed and now showed bright crimson spots. A potion was placed against my lips and forced into my mouth. I struggled to swallow as a pair of hands struggled to assist me until the potion had been completely swallowed.

I took a deep breath and gasped out a soft, "yes".

I saw an immediate look of relief flood everyone’s eyes and then a few of the faces vanished from above mine only to be replaced by Sev's and Lucius'. I felt hands take mine as an incantation whose words I had trouble following rang through the air. Words became jumbled and suddenly I felt magic gathering around me. It was an unusual feeling as two sources of magic buzzed and simmered over me and the hands that held mine and then that magic soaked into my body and filled my senses. If I had to describe it I would say that one was silvery and felt like warm velvet while the other was a deep purple and felt like cold silk. Both crawled along my skin and inside my body and there they mingled and a huge surge those powers collected inside of me and surged outward causing a bright lavender which then turned a pale turquoise before dissipating into my body.

I felt no pain and instead of the numbness I had expected I had an over abundance of sensations that attacked every sense. The familiar smell of spices and citrus like musk of Severus filled my nose with another that smelled of new leather, sugary tobacco and odd spices that deep down inside I knew to be Lucius' scent.

The hands that had held mine were now gone and along my skin it felt as if ants were marching in some predestined destination in a pace and flow that followed my heartbeat.

I closed my eyes and opened them to look into Poppy and Hermione's faces.

"How do you feel," asked Hermione as she wiped away tears.

"Alive," I answered as I gave them a small smile.

"Does anything hurt or feel uncomfortable," asked Poppy.

"Asleep, my body feels like it was asleep. It feels like my foot when I've sat cross legged too long and the blood starts flowing again. Tiny pin pricks all along my body and an odd tickling sensation."

"That's because your body must adjust to the new power flowing through it and in a sense it is waking up," she said patting my cheeks.

"Rest Harry. Sleep and prepare for what’s to come."

I let Minerva's voice lull me to sleep


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I opened my eyes and felt more awake and alive and aware than I had in a long time. I sat up and realized I was no longer in the Infirmary but in a bed that was a lot bigger than my own and one glance down at the black satin sheets and velvet covers that covered my T .shirt and boxer clothed body told me that I was most likely in Lucius' bedroom and quarters. I lay back and turned so that I was laying face down in the soft satiny pillows inhaling Lucius' scent.

The mere smell caused a deep warmth to pool in the pit of my stomach causing it to branch out and causing my flaccid member to stir.

I heard the door open and to my surprise I saw not Lucius but Sev. He slowly stalked over to the bed shedding his outer robe as he did. I watched him and felt a deep hunger settle inside of my body. I ached to be touched and filled. I ached to kissed, licked and suckled on. I felt empty and I knew that he could fill me. I struggled to kick off the blankets and sheets and struggled to remove my shirt and it was then that I noticed another pair of hands was assisting me. The shirt went up and over my head and it was when it was gone that I saw Lucius kneeling by the bed. I looked at Lucius and crawled close to him until I could feel his breath and I stared into his usually bright silver like eyes which had turned a deep slate gray in his lust and need filled state.

He touched me first with his lips latching on to mine and devouring them in a hot and sloppy kiss filled with passion. While his mouth claimed mine his hands yanked off the only remaining barrier between my body and his, my boxers. I knelt there bare as the day I was born and it didn't make me feel embarrassed or surprised it made me want more. More kisses, more touching, more....

I was granted that wish when I felt Lucius' hands caress my chest and nipples, pinching and gently twisting causing me to moan into his mouth. Behind me hands traced the bottoms of my feet and moved teasingly slow up to my ankles legs and thighs, stopping right before they reached my inner thigh. I felt weak with need and want as I wrapped my arms around Lucius' neck, tangling my fingers in platinum tresses causing him to break away from my mouth with a loud wet popping sound. I watched as he gasped for breath, he lips a deep swollen pink. My own lips felt swollen as I licked them in an attempt to moisten them.

The hands behind me worked their way up to my straining member while lips teased my overly sensitive body with licks and nibbles along my thighs, inner thighs and bottom. I whimpered and moaned against Lucius' neck while he continued his licks and nibbles along my ears and neck slowly making his way back to my lips and mouth. I felt Sev's hands leave my weeping erection and move to spread my cheeks and then I howled my surprise and pleasure into Lucius' mouth as a warm and soft tongue moved along my cheeks, ending at my opening. Sev's tongue circled and prodded, circled and prodded until I was crying piteously in Lucius' arms. When I felt like I would die from pleasure his tongue vanished and before I could get in a moments rest I felt an oiled digit slowly move past the tight ring of muscle of my virgin entrance. I gasped and broke free of Lucius' mouth panting as the finger moved slowly in and out and then it left my body and two well oiled fingers slowly entered, stretching, scissoring and loosening my entrance. It was then that the fingers brushed against that sensitive tissue that Sev had so kindly introduced as my prostate, causing me to howl in pleasure and writhe against Lucius' chest, our erections now rubbing against each other in a frantic rhythm.

I gasped in shock and mild pain as three fingers entered and stretched me farther than I had ever been stretched. I felt a hand grip my erection and squeeze it softly as it moved up and down causing pain and pleasure to mingle. The fingers left and Lucius lifted me off of the bed as he sat entirely on it, laying with his back on the mattress and my chest against his.

Sev's strong arms lifted my hips so that my bottom was in the air and my cheeks were spread once again as something hot and hard was pressed at my loosened and oiled entrance. I pushed my hips back against what I knew to be Sev's member and felt the head begin to slide past the ring of muscle, stretching painfully as it did. I gasped and bit down on Lucius' shoulder to keep from crying out in pain as Sev's thick member slid in as far as physically possible. He stilled and I felt his hands rubbing my back soothingly before sneaking under my body to caress and massage my weeping member. He helped position my body so that Lucius' member and mine were rubbing against each other and then he kissed the spot in-between my shoulders before he slowly pulled out, stopping before the head of his member slipped from my body and then slowly back in. He did this a few time causing my hips and erection to grind against Lucius' and soon his pace quickened causing pants and gasps to come from my mouth as I let go of Lucius' shoulder.

His pace grew faster and faster until I felt the strong tickling sensation build as I stiffened crying out.

"SEV! Se.........Se.......v!"

I felt him stiffen behind me as his member grew rigid deep inside as his hot seed was released inside of my body. I felt him thrust in a few more times causing him to release once again before he slowly pulled out. I felt Lucius' arms lift my body so that I now hovered over his now red and aching member. He slowly lowered my body onto the head and as it slide into my body I gasped and writhed and whimpered until he was completely sheathed inside of me and I was sitting on his hips. He stayed still for a moment, letting me adjust and then he lifted my hips until his member slid from my body and brought my hips back down. He did this in an odd rhythm and my body aching for another release joined his in the odd up and down movements. I felt his member hit my prostate and cried out loud gripping the sides of his chest as he continued to thrust up into my body at a hard fast pace.

"Luc.......Lucius........coming......"

He continued his powerful thrusts as I came, at the same time his seed flooded my body. His pace didn't slow as he released and he continued to do so causing me to come again as his softening member stiffened once more. He flipped me over so that he was driving into my writhing body He pulled out and Sev took his place, thrusting wildly inside my body as I watched Lucius enter Sev. Lucius set the pace as he thrusted into Sev causing Sev to thrust into me and this continued until I felt another orgasm build and as it burst forth, my seed covering Sev's chest and stomach stars filled my vision and then all faded into quiet darkness.


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I felt something cold atop my head and as I opened my eyes I saw Lucius's worried eyes looking down at me but a small smile graced those thin lips.

"I see you've awoken. We let the bond get the best of us it seems."

"That....was the bond," I asked as I attempted to sit up and immediately regretted it.

"Yes. The bond put us into a sort of 'heat'. Had it not been for the bond we would have been able to stop after the first round or so," answered Sev's muffled voice.

I turned to see Sev face down in a pillow, naked from the waist up the rest covered by blankets.

"I'd apologize but at the moment it hurts to move," answered Sev curtly.

"I apologize. I would never have entered you without preparation, you know that Severus. The bond made our hormones go a little crazy," replied Lucius looking a tad bit flustered.

And it was the truth. It had felt good during the actual act but now I was in quite a bit of pain and Merlin help me if I have to use the bathroom.

Severus sighed, "Yes, well...at least I knew what to expect and it wasn't my first time so it wasn't as bad. And how are you?"

I thought about it and smiled, "Whole. I feel whole. It's like I'm a puzzle and every piece is in its place. A tad sore, yes but otherwise it was amazing and in a day or two I might be up for another round.

I heard chuckles and I looked from one to the other, "You were right, Sev. He is quite the find. Being bonded to the two of you will be never be boring."

I grinned and sighed, "I'm glad I amuse you Lucius, now could you be a dear and fetch Sev and I a healing potion from Poppy."

He smiled and stood up, "Is that all you need?"

I thought about it, "And send some house elves up with dinner. I'm starving."

I watched as he left and found myself lost in thought.

"What are you thinking," asked Sev.

"That I feel alive."

"Of course you do," he answered with a snort.

I smiled, "I mean I don't feel...death. I could feel that I was dying before and now it’s gone."

"I'm glad. You gave us all heart attacks with that last incident. Lucius was telling me how he went to go talk to you and he said just as he was half way up the stairs he saw you falling and his heart nearly came out of his throat. He was so afraid you were going to die in his arms. All the blood...even Minerva and Poppy feared the worst."

"I'm sorry. I was going to fire call Poppy but I couldn't stop coughing long enough to even call attempt it so I tried to make my way there. Were there any students who saw me," I said as I turned to cuddle against Sev causing the cold rag to fall from my head.

"Thankfully, no. Most had gone to Hogsmeade with Filch, Professor Flitwick and Madam Hooch. The halls were nearly empty. Minerva is quite right about you. You have 'sheer dumb luck'."

I laughed and hugged him, "Yes and I'm beginning to believe that anything can go wrong will when it involves me."

He hugged me back and I began to wonder what else could or would happen.

To Be Continued.....

Sorry to everyone on HP fandom~! I accidentally posted it twice. I hit the post button a second time because it wasn't loading right causing it to be posted twice. Gomen. Good try though at the whole 2 chapters at once thing. LoL I give you cookies for making me laugh. If I can I will but I'm not making any promises.

Also, the person who had issues with my explanation for Harry's fatal illness:

I understand what your saying but no need to get mean about it. Seriously! It's a fanfic! I'm not a published author and your not working for the New York times, so relax and enjoy the story.

I'm pretty sure we could debate the issue but I don't want to. I supposed I should be honored to get such reviews because other fics I've read (Over 450) have worse mistakes and you chose to knit pick mine. They say the greatest compliment is criticism.

Well I'd better go if I want to attempt two chapters at once.

Ja~!

Kat