Unexpected Affections

hey everyone a little news to everyone

1) i havent given up on my musical but i want to write it all out before i post it again

2) i have just started a new job and i find myself too tired to write a whole chapter in one day like i did with Spellbound or even three chapters as in A Life Changed

3) i will enjoy getting reviews for my storys because i love hearing from everyone though flames and other mean spirited comments will either be deleted or dealt with otherwise

4) i will finish this story if it kills me


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Loud pounding seem to echo through out Harry's head, making his headache even worse. The incessant yelling was beginning to drive him insane. The second Vernon got home he had been on a rampage. First he bitched at Petunia for spending too much of his 'hard earned money' on stupid stuff. After that he began screaming at Dudley for failing his classes making him unable to graduate. Soon it would be Harry's turn making terror fill his body.

The sound of heavy footsteps moving up the stairs made that terror build. Harry curled up on the bed holding his head as his door was forced open.

"Boy!" Vernon yelled and walked over grabbing Harry by his hair and yanking him to the floor.

"Ahh! Stop it! I didn’t do anything!" Harry shouted as Vernon began to stomp on Harry as hard as he could.

"It's because your here that our life is so bad! I'll stomp the freak out of you boy!" Vernon shouted and kicked Harry into his dresser making Hedwig's empty cage fall onto Harry. Harry whimpered as he coughed hard feeling blood escaping his mouth. Several kicks to his side making Harry cry out in pain.

'Please let him stop!' Harry silently prayed as there was no continuation of his kicks. Vernon's labored breathing followed him out of the room and to his bedroom. Harry held his side whimpering. Harry slowly sat up and shrunk all of his stuff putting it into his pocket. He was going to leave this.

He couldn’t deal with this anymore. He knew he could get to any floo network save for Diagon Alley by he would just keep walking till he couldn’t walk anymore. He opened his window, slowly letting Hedwig back into her slightly bent cage. He shrunk her and put her in his pocket. He unloaded everything in his bedroom into his pockets and slowly stood up holding his damaged ribs deciding to slowly climb down from his bedroom window.

As he climbed his ribs protested such movements only to rack his body in pain when he landed on the grass. He held his wand as he slowly walked down the street away from the home he had been forced to stay in. Voldemort could screw off. Living with the Dursley would make even the most evil man go insane. Harry continued walking for what seemed like forever till the pain in his rib was almost too much for him to bear. He fell to his knees holding his ribs knowing he was in serious trouble.

A sudden coughing fit hit him, sending droplets of blood onto the pavement. Slowly Harry's strength left, making Harry fell to the pavement passing out from pain and exhaustion. Unknowing to him a pair of high style heels stood by his head. A pale, well manicured hand gently pushed some of his fluffy hair away from his face. A smooth pink and brown wand came out waving over Harry's body, slowly lifting into the air. The woman was draped in a soft blue dress that hugged her thin body. Her ice blonde hair lay on her back in soft waves down to her lower back.

She turned her crystal blue eyes down the street, as she walked Harry's body followed her. Her soft features showing a woman of noble breading and heritage. She stood at the apparation point and rested her hand on the young boy's head and disappeared with a pop. Another pop came as she arrived in front of a very large mansion. She walked towards it as the sky began to lighten up bring a new day that was sure to prove to be interesting.

Slowly the world began to appear back in Harry's eyes. He slowly opened his eyes blinking several times seeing a deep blue canopy above his head. He was lying on what he knew was THE softest bed he had ever slept in. The feeling of the heavy blankets over made him feel so content he could go right back to sleep.

"Harry! You’re awake!" a familiar voice cried as the bed dipped slightly. Harry looked over to see Ginny sitting next to him in a soft cotton shirt and blue skirt. Her soft smile made Harry slowly smile. Suddenly a thought stabbed through his sleepy mind. If he was at the Burrow or even the Order, why was he in a bed that was more suited for a king?

"Where.... where are we?" Harry choked out through dry lips. Ginny reached over and picked up a glass with straw in it.

"Here drink some of this." Ginny said gently pushing the straw into Harry's mouth. Harry almost drank the entire glass of water before he pulled his mouth back to lick his lips.

"We are at my boyfriend’s parent’s home." Ginny said as Harry looked over at Ginny slowly.

"Who’s your boyfriend?" Harry asked as Ginny smiled softly.

"Draco Malfoy. Before you freak out his family isn’t evil. Merely misunderstood." Ginny said as the fear appeared in Harry's green eyes. Ginny gently petted Harry's hair smiling.

"Draco's mother found you passed out on the sidewalk while she was visiting a friend." Ginny said gently caressing Harry's cheek.

"Draco's father said that you had almost all of your ribs broken and one had pierced your lung. He healed you and noticed that you were also very malnourished. He did a spell to give you a healthier look but you might be very hungry later." Ginny said as Harry sighed softly.

"Does your brother know about your boyfriend?" Harry said chuckling then gasping holding his still tender ribs.

"No you’re the first one I have told. We started dating shortly after I started my second year. He saw how much Riddle had hurt me so he wanted to help. He felt bad that his father had to be the one to give me the diary and he wanted to make it up to me. Ever since we have been secretly dating.” Ginny said as she rested her hand on Harry's ribs.

"Do you want me to get you something to eat?" Ginny asked making Harry shake his head.

"I kinda want to get up and relieve myself." Harry said making Ginny blush and spring off the bed.

"Sorry!" she squeaked and gently pulled the blankets off Harry. Harry slowly got up, holding his ribs as his hand held his ribs. He was still thankfully wearing his boxers as Ginny gently helped him to a beautiful bathroom. Ginny waited outside the door for Harry to finish and helped him back to bed. Harry sat on the bed as Ginny grabbed a potion that was sitting on the table.

"Here Draco said that this would help your ribs." Ginny said as Harry looked at it. His eyes were uneasy about drinking this potion.

"It's not poisoned Harry. I would kill him myself if he hurt you in that way." Ginny said as Harry sighed deeply and downed the potion. Slowly a prickling feeling moved over his ribs slowly healing them.

"I'll go get Draco. He said you could borrow some clothes since I think his mother burned all your clothes save for your robes and anything that was attractive." Ginny said as Harry chuckled slightly.

"I must thank her for that." Harry said as Ginny giggled.

The door opened across the room showing Lucius Malfoy standing in the door way. Instead of the cloaks Harry had always seen the older man in, he wore an open white button up shirt with long black slacks and dress shoes. His hair was still pulled back into a ribbon as he looked down at him.

"Ah, I see you are awake. How do you feel?" Lucius asked walking over standing by the bed. Ginny smiled to Harry and walked out of the room with the glass of water.

"I’m feeling better Mr. Malfoy." Harry said as Lucius nodded.

"Please call me Lucius. Tell me how did you get in that condition?" Lucius asked as he sat down next to Harry.

Harry looked at the older man and took in the fact that the man was obviously still very attractive with his chiseled jaw and aristocratic nose along with his piercing silver eyes. Harry suddenly felt his mouth go dry again when his eyes moved to the part of his chest showing through his shirt. It was hairless and strong showing he probably worked out or was merely active.

"Harry?" Lucius asked, snapping Harry out of his mental block.

"What... oh um.... my uncle kicked and stomped on me." Harry said answering Lucius's question as he saw Lucius's confused expression.

"Your relatives hurt you?" Lucius questioned as Harry snorted slightly.

"Hurt is a very little word Lucius. I’m not surprised that you aren’t aware of what happens to me when I’m in that house. My uncle has this fetish for trying to 'beat the freak' out of me. My aunt, my mother’s own sister, refuses to feed me unless every little chore is completed to her standards. My cousin Dudley has harassed and tormented me since I was a baby, helping his father to kick the crap out of me. For the first eleven years of my life I lived under the stairs in a closet." Harry finished as he took a deep breath to calm his magic down.

Every time he had to tell people about his home life he would get angry and start to lose control of his magic till he was done. Suddenly he felt a hand rest on his bare back making him jump slightly looking over to see Lucius looking at him with sad eyes.

"I am sorry that you suffered through such pain." Lucius said as Harry felt like he was going insane. Lucius Malfoy was being nice to him not being his normal sneering self. What the hell was going on?

"Um, thanks Lucius. I have a question for you. Why are you being so nice to me?" Harry asked as Lucius sighed deeply as his hand must have unconsciously rested on his left forearm where Harry knew the Dark Mark lay.

"I was dragged into Voldemort's grasp by my father. It was never something I wanted for my life or for the life of my family. But I didn’t have a choice." Lucius said. Regret and self hatred was evident in his voice. Harry suddenly felt like a hole was being burned into his heart for the older blonde.

"When Draco was born I realized that I couldn’t continue to do that snakes bidding without trying to stop him. So I went to Dumbledore and told him everything. Just like Severus I was a spy for him. I was able to give him information that Severus couldn’t." Lucius said as he gripped his forearm. Harry looked at his hand then rested his hand on top of Lucius's. Lucius looked at him in surprise as Harry noticed the blondes hand was thin and slightly boney but it seemed soft.

Slowly, green eyes met silver as a spark of something Harry could place ran through him. A slow smile moved over the blonde's lips as he turned his hand taking Harry's hands into his own. Lucius's hand seemed to engulf Harry's as the older man's pale skin contrasted with Harry's tan.

"So for the last seventeen years I have tried to help Dumbledore in one way or another while still trying to hold onto the Malfoy exterior." Lucius said as he lowered his eyes slightly.

"So this is the real you?" Harry asked as Lucius chuckled.

"In a way. The real me is something that only Narcissa has ever seen." Lucius said chuckling as Harry felt a blush rise to his cheeks. A sudden image of Lucius in bed with the woman he had seen at the World Cup popped into his head. Plunging himself into her, making her cry out in pleasure.

Slowly the image of the blonde woman changed to a dark haired teen boy. Lucius lifted the teen’s legs pounding harder and faster gently running his lips over the lightning bolt scar on the boy’s forehead. Harry suddenly snapped himself out of his day dream to find Lucius looking at him worriedly.

"Are you alright Harry? You keep dazing out." Lucius said as Harry blushed bright red.

"Sorry just... thinking of something. So what about your wife? Is she part of the Death Eaters?" Harry asked as Lucius shook his head.

"My ex-wife would never join him." Lucius said as Harry went to say something but stop mid sentence.

"Wait ex-wife?" Harry ask making Lucius chuckle slightly.

"Narcissa and I married out of necessity. She was a trophy wife but we never loved each other." Lucius said as Harry continued to hold his hand.

"She lives here with her lover." Lucius said as Harry blinked.

"But... doesn’t that bother you?" Harry asked while Lucius shook his head.

"No I bring home my own temporary lovers while she has a full-time lover." Lucius said making Harry look at the blonde in surprise.

"You don’t have a full time lover?" Harry asked as Lucius chuckled and stood up.

"Come on. I will bring you to my room. I have clothes that will fit you better than Draco's clothes." Lucius said, the question being left unanswered. Harry could sense that Lucius wasn’t going to answer it without some prodding. Harry nodded and followed the older blonde man knowing he would get the answer he was looking for.

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