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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Lucius
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
9
Views:
27,956
Reviews:
31
Recommended:
3
Currently Reading:
0
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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.
Epilogue
*~*~*~*
Epilogue
Dawn rose December 27th to see fully one third of Malfoy Manor a smoldering ruin. The house elves were atwitter trying to salvage what could be salvaged. Smoke hung over the blackened snow.
Lucius stood beside his ruined piano, holding a singed photograph in his hands. He should feel upset or angry about the destruction of his ancestral home, but he didn’t. The Dark Lord escaped again but many of the Death Eaters were dead. His family was safe. Nothing else mattered.
Albus Dumbledore approached him. Minerva McGonogall and Remus Lupin accompanied him. Lupin was holding a magically sealed cage with a rat trapped inside.
“Lucius,” Dumbledore’e eyes surveyed the sheer damage around him. “I do apologize for the over enthusiasm of the Ministry and it’s Aurors. I am sure compensation can be arranged.”
Lucius waved his hand. “Albus, this does not matter. The man is insane and needs to be stopped. If he is permitted to continue, he will expose our very existence to the Muggle world.”
“Be that as it may, you have openly sided against him and your family is now in grave danger. The magical community owes you a debt of gratitude…”
“The magical community be damned…I did what I did for personal reasons. Would you like to meet them?”
*~*~*~*
Lucius led them down a relatively undamaged hallway of the manor. Albus could feel the remains of strong house elf magic permeating the air. That in itself was odd; house elves rarely involved themselves in wizard battles – unless they were defending children.
Lucius rapped briskly on a door. He barked out a phrase. “Asphodel and wormwood.”
The door opened revealing a sitting room with Snape sleeping stiffly in a chair, wand still clutched in his hand; Draco was asleep beside him, head on his shoulder. Ginger, the house elf, bowed and left the room. Lucius laughed softly.
“I told Ginger to put a sleeping draught in their tea. They were exhausted and would not rest.”
Minerva, mother hen to the core, conjured up blankets to cover the sleeping wizards.
The white blond wizard called softly into an adjoining room. “It’s us, Padfoot.”
They entered a bedroom to find a large black dog curled up beside a cradle. Harry’s pale face was visible in the bed beside them. The dog raised his head, got to his feet and padded over to nudge the rat cage Lupin was holding. He transformed into Sirius Black.
Lucius lent over the bed, kissing Harry’s forehead. The emerald green eyes slowly opened. He reached his thin arms up to hug his husband and drew him into a kiss.
“I’ve brought visitors, Love.”
Lucius helped Harry sit up, propped against a mountain of pillows. He was healing from the emergency cesarean section Snape had performed the evening before. There was a soft, catlike mewing from the cradle.
Lucius gathered the tiny bundle into his arms and faced the stunned Hogwarts professors. He turned the newborn slightly so they could see her face. She was pale, slightly pink, with tufts of strawberry blond hair. She opened one eye, revealing startling emerald green before closing again as she dropped off to sleep.
“Our daughter, Lillith Narcissa Potter-Malfoy. “ Lucius tucked the baby into Harry’s arms and joined him on the bed. Wrapping his arms around them, he looked his visitors in the eye.
“Mine,” he said.
“No,” replied Harry softly. “Ours.”
~ FIN ~
Epilogue
Dawn rose December 27th to see fully one third of Malfoy Manor a smoldering ruin. The house elves were atwitter trying to salvage what could be salvaged. Smoke hung over the blackened snow.
Lucius stood beside his ruined piano, holding a singed photograph in his hands. He should feel upset or angry about the destruction of his ancestral home, but he didn’t. The Dark Lord escaped again but many of the Death Eaters were dead. His family was safe. Nothing else mattered.
Albus Dumbledore approached him. Minerva McGonogall and Remus Lupin accompanied him. Lupin was holding a magically sealed cage with a rat trapped inside.
“Lucius,” Dumbledore’e eyes surveyed the sheer damage around him. “I do apologize for the over enthusiasm of the Ministry and it’s Aurors. I am sure compensation can be arranged.”
Lucius waved his hand. “Albus, this does not matter. The man is insane and needs to be stopped. If he is permitted to continue, he will expose our very existence to the Muggle world.”
“Be that as it may, you have openly sided against him and your family is now in grave danger. The magical community owes you a debt of gratitude…”
“The magical community be damned…I did what I did for personal reasons. Would you like to meet them?”
*~*~*~*
Lucius led them down a relatively undamaged hallway of the manor. Albus could feel the remains of strong house elf magic permeating the air. That in itself was odd; house elves rarely involved themselves in wizard battles – unless they were defending children.
Lucius rapped briskly on a door. He barked out a phrase. “Asphodel and wormwood.”
The door opened revealing a sitting room with Snape sleeping stiffly in a chair, wand still clutched in his hand; Draco was asleep beside him, head on his shoulder. Ginger, the house elf, bowed and left the room. Lucius laughed softly.
“I told Ginger to put a sleeping draught in their tea. They were exhausted and would not rest.”
Minerva, mother hen to the core, conjured up blankets to cover the sleeping wizards.
The white blond wizard called softly into an adjoining room. “It’s us, Padfoot.”
They entered a bedroom to find a large black dog curled up beside a cradle. Harry’s pale face was visible in the bed beside them. The dog raised his head, got to his feet and padded over to nudge the rat cage Lupin was holding. He transformed into Sirius Black.
Lucius lent over the bed, kissing Harry’s forehead. The emerald green eyes slowly opened. He reached his thin arms up to hug his husband and drew him into a kiss.
“I’ve brought visitors, Love.”
Lucius helped Harry sit up, propped against a mountain of pillows. He was healing from the emergency cesarean section Snape had performed the evening before. There was a soft, catlike mewing from the cradle.
Lucius gathered the tiny bundle into his arms and faced the stunned Hogwarts professors. He turned the newborn slightly so they could see her face. She was pale, slightly pink, with tufts of strawberry blond hair. She opened one eye, revealing startling emerald green before closing again as she dropped off to sleep.
“Our daughter, Lillith Narcissa Potter-Malfoy. “ Lucius tucked the baby into Harry’s arms and joined him on the bed. Wrapping his arms around them, he looked his visitors in the eye.
“Mine,” he said.
“No,” replied Harry softly. “Ours.”
~ FIN ~