Lord Lucius

England was a noble land. Controlled by lords, magic and muggle alike, they all swore loyalty to King Tom Riddle, who was also know by his war name: Lord Voldemort.

Among those closest in friendship to the King was Lord Lucius Malfoy, who was reguarded as the third most powerful man in the country, after the King and the King’s consort.

Lord Malfoy lived a good days ride form the King’s palace and on the southern border of his lands was a small village which, while owned by Lord Malfoy, was ruled by a Muggle called Lord Vernon.

Lord Vernon was a servant of Lord Malfoy and every year Vernon offered up tribute to his master. Sometimes he would go to his master’s house, but this year Lord Malfoy had come to his.

Lucius was walking through the Halls of Vernon’s modest dwelling when he heard someone singing...

There is a castle on a cloud
I like to go there in my sleep
Aren't any floors for me to sweep
Not in my castle on a cloud.

There is a room that's full of toys
There are a hundred boys and girls
Nobody shouts or talks too loud
Not in my castle on a cloud.

Sitting on the floor, dressed in rags was a young boy, thin and delicately built. He had black hair which went to his shoulders and stunning emerald green eyes.

There is a lady all in white
Holds me and sings a lullaby
She's nice to see, and she's soft to touch
She says: 'My child I love you very much.'

I know a place where no one's lost
I know a place where no one cries
Crying at all is not allowed
Not in my castle on a cloud.

The boy was cleaning the floor on his hands and knees, the water making his rags heavy. Lucius walked into the room and the boy glanced up before quickly bowing to Lucius.

“My Lord.” he whispered. Lucius looked down at the boy before he kneeled, using one hand to force the boy to look at him.

“What is you name?” Lucius asked.

“Harry.” The boy whispered.

“You are a servant here?”

“Lord Vernon, my Uncle, was gracious enough to give me a home upon the death of my parents.” Harry, while his face was uplifted, glanced away from Lucius... who had suddenly noticed that he had several wounds on his arms, wounds which appeared to be from beatings.

“My Lord Lucius!” Vernon’s wife Petunia almost ran into the room. “Has this boy offended you?” She moved to strike Harry, but Lucius stopped her. Harry stared up at Lucius with wide eyes.

“The boy amuses me... will you sell him to me — or perhaps make him part of you tribute?”

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Several hours later found Harry riding in Lucius’ carriage, not daring to look at his savior. Lucius stared at the boy as thoughts and plans began to swirl around in his head.

Upon reaching the Malfoy Castle Harry was stripped of the rags the Dursleys had clothed him in and washed. His wounds were cleaned and healed and he was dressed like he was Lucius’ own son. After this was finished he was sent to Lucius’ bedchambers.

Harry stood in the center of the room, scared and confused as Lucius looked him over... With a nod Lucius led harry to a small bedchamber which branched off of his own. It was a nice small room with many books and a window with a view of the rolling hills.

“This is yours.” Lucius told Harry. “Read anything you wish... I will have food brought to you.”

Lucius left the room, leaving a confused young man behind.

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For the next three days Harry did not see Lucius. He read the books in his room and ate the food given to him by servants.

But on the night of the fourth day Harry woke and realized that Lucius was looking down at him... no aware that Harry was awake.

There was the sound of the door opening and Draco, Lucius’ son from his dead wife, entered. “Why do you do this father?” Draco asked, his voice low.

“He is my mate.” Lucius whispered and Harry almost gasped. “I will claim him... but not through force.”

The next day Harry found himself sitting next to the window, looking out at the countryside. The door to his room opened and Harry turned, not surprised to see Lucius standing in the doorway.

“Do you like the books?” Lucius asked, moving to stand by the bed as Harry nodded. “Harry... have you heard of mates?”

“No Sir.” Harry whispered.

“Certain people are destined to love one person... and only one person. That person is their mate.” Lucius stepped forward and placed a hand on the side of Harry’s face. Harry felt a shiver go through his body at Lucius’s touch. “The moment I saw you... I knew I had found my mate.”

Lucius leaned down and kissed Harry ever so lightly as the younger man sighed, his eyes closing in bliss... and when Harry opened his eyes Lucius was gone again.

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Days passed and slowly Harry was pulled into the life of Lucius and his family. When Lucius traveled Harry when with him and was always introduced as Lucius’ fiancé. Lucius was courting him and Harry found himself falling for the elder man.

It was early winter when Lucius, Draco and Harry left their home and traveled to the King’s Palace for the Holiday Season.

Lucius had dressed Harry in expensive fur and jewelry making all the women who had courted Lucius glare at the young man who now graced the Lord’s arms.

“Lucius!” Severus Snape, the King’s Consort, ran over to Lucius and hugged him in a friendly greeting before turning to Harry.

“My fiancé, Harry.” Lucius quickly introduced his mate and Severus frowned.

“Why are you familiar to me?” he asked Harry.

“My parents lived here, in the castle when I was born.” Harry answered. “They were Lilly and James.

Severus nodded in understanding. “I always wondered what became of their child.” he said before leading them to the King’s private chambers.

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That night Harry found himself unable to go to sleep.... he was in a guest room next to Lucius and he just couldn’t go to sleep. With a sigh he pushed back the covers and sneaked out of his room, down the hall to Lucius’ room, pausing at the door and gathering up his courage before he slowly pushed it open.

“Lucius?” he asked, stepping into the room as Lucius sat up in bed.

“What’s wrong?” Lucius asked, and Harry slowly walked over to the bed, pulling down on the large t-shirt which served as his nightcloths.

“I....I couldn’t sleep.” Harry admitted, blushing slightly.

With a sigh Lucius moved over and Harry jumped into the bed, cuddling against Lucius who hugged him close as they went to sleep.

Harry woke with Lucius’ arms still around him. Lucius was stroking his hair and upon seeing that Harry was awake he kisssed his mate gently.

Harry lay back in the bed as Lucius got dressed before going with Harry to his room so he could do the same.

Lucius took Harry into his arms and whispered into his ear. “Sleep with me from now on?”

Harry nodded and Lucius kissed him again.

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Harry was sitting in Lucius’ lap, watching as presents were handed out. Draco, Lord Voldemort and Severus were with them, opening presents they’d given each other.

“Harry?” Draco asked, holding out a present. “Here’s one for you... from me.” Harry stared at the package before reaching out and unwrapping it.

Inside was a black leather journal with a silver design of a moon and stars... included was a matching silver pen. Harry hugged the gifts to him and started to cry.

“Harry?!?” Lucius held his sobbing mate. “What’s wrong?”

“I’ve... I’ve never gotten Christmas presents before.” Harry whispered and Lucius hugged him tightly, before Severus handed Harry a gift from him and Tom. Harry unwrapped a black music bow with silver decorations, he opened it and smiled as a gentle song played.

Harry watched as the others opened their presents and slowly drifted off, leaving only Lucius and him.

“Merry Christmas Harry.” Lucius whispered, handing him a small velvet blue box.

Harry slowly opened the box and gasped. On the velvet rested a silver necklace in the shape of an elaborate cross on a thin chain.

“Lucius...” he whispered as he touched the necklace gently before looking up at his mate. “Help me put it on?”

Lucius took the necklace out of the box and put it around Harry’s neck, kissing the skin gently.

“It’s beautiful.” Harry aid, leaning up to kiss Lucius.

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Harry found that his clothing had been moved to Lucius’ room sometime during the day. Harry sat on the bed and brushed his hair before trying to braid it... and failing miserably. With a sigh he was going to give up when Lucius sat down behind Harry, quickly putting his mate’s hair into a single long braid and tying it with a black silk ribbon.

Harry still wore the cross necklace that Lucius had given him and when Lucius saw that he leaned in, kissing Harry deeply as he ran his hands down his mate’s body.

Harry gasped as Lucius lay him down on the bed after pulling off Harry’s sleep shirt. Looking down at his bare mate Lucius ran his hand’s over Harry, trying to memorize his mate’s perfect body.

“Lucius...” Harry moaned, his eyes dropping to half mast.

“Have you....” Lucius trailed off and Harry blushed brightly.

“No.” Harry whispered, suddenly scared.

“I’ll be gentle.” Lucius promised, leaning in to kiss Harry again. Harry whimpered in pleasure as Lucius slowly stretched him, preparing him for their joining.

Harry moaned as Lucius found Harry’s prostate and massaged it, sensing his mate was ready Lucius removed his fingers and slowly thrust into Harry’s virgin tightness.

Harry screamed in pleasure and thrust back, forcing Lucius deeper and making the elder man groan in pleasure. Harry grabbed Lucius’ shoulders as his mate set a harsh but rewarding pace which had both men screaming in pleasure.

Harry couldn’t stand it anymore and, with a scream of his lover’s name, he tightened around Lucius and came. Lucius groaned as Harry tightened around him and brought him to completion...

Slowly pulling out of his panting mate before lying down next to Harry, Lucius pulled the sheets over both of them and quickly followed his mate to sleep.

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Harry woke lying his a bathtub with his mate gently washing him. “Morning.” Lucius whispered and Harry smiled up at him. Lucius lifted his mate out of the tub and dried him off, before allowing Harry to dress and brush out his hair... only then did Lucius lead him to the bed and motion for Harry to sit, while Lucius kneeled in front of him.

“Harry....” Lucius looked up at his mate and reached into his pocket... pulling out a beautiful silver ring. “Marry me?”

Harry smiled and nodded, unable to speak as he flung himself into Lucius’ arms, kissing him deeply.

THE END