Posted originally on the Archive_of_Our_Own at https://archiveofourown.org/ works/7879264. Rating: Explicit Archive Warning: Underage Fandom: Harry_Potter_-_J.K._Rowling Relationship: Lucius_Malfoy/Harry_Potter Additional Tags: Plot_What_Plot/Porn_Without_Plot Collections: Ink_Stained_Fingers Stats: Published: 2003-03-03 Words: 1977 ****** Healing ****** by Skye [archived by ISF_Archivist] Summary Lucius and Harry heal each other. Totaly Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot Notes This story was originally archived at Ink_Stained_Fingers, which was created in 2002 as a home for Harry Potter slash fiction. To preserve the archive, we began manually importing its works to the AO3 as an Open Doors-approved project in January 2015. We e-mailed all authors about the move and posted announcements, but may not have reached everyone. If you are (or know) this author or artist, please contact me using the e-mail address at the Ink_Stained_Fingers_collection profile. Author's notes: Still OOC Lucius, still not beta’d but I REALLY needed an ending I could live with and Broken didn’t do that. This one does. Lyrics are Air Supply but this isn’t a song-fic. Healing A/NOk totally cheesy PWP, another 20 minute job (less actually) but I needed some type of ending to the LM/HP Broken I posted earlier. Lyrics at end by air supply. Harry woke with a start and screamed. Damn. Nightmares. This was getting old. At least the dormitory was empty for the holidays. No. he realized as his eyes opened. The dormitory was not empty. There was someone here and they were sitting on the edge of his bed. "L-lucius?" he asked, confused. "Mm." the figure agreed. "What are you doing here?" "I wanted to make sure you were alright. It seems you are not." "I'm sorry." Harry said contritley. "Does Dumbledore know you're here?" He sat up and rubbed at his eyes. "Yes. As does Severus. They both seemed to think we would both benefit from a brief visit." "Oh." Then "Why?" "I have been. . . concerned, about you. You are having nightmares, quite obviously featuring me." Guilt? Was that GUILT from a Malfoy. It wasn't possible. "I'm sorry." "For what? You have no control over the nature of your dreams" "I know but. . . I realize you saved me Did what you had to to get me out and at a huge personal risk." "That doesn't change your emmotional reaction to being raped." Harry winced at the blunt word. There it was. Right out in the open. He busied himself pushing back against the headboard and folding his legs. "I wish I could forget it" Harry admitted quietly, still not looking at the older man. "I know. So do I, but I don't thik oblivating you would be the wisest course of action." "No. I know. I'd never want my memories actually taken away. They're part of who I am." "You're a wise young man." Lucius said with a faint smile. Harry looked up at him and realized that Malfoy was suffering too. "I. I want. . ." "What do you want? What do you need to make this better for you?" "I want it to be better for both of us Lucius. You're hurting as much as I am." Lucius blinked. He'd expcted Harry's healing to take the form of ranting, raving, railing, even physically attacking him. Not compassion. "I want something else to take its place." Lucius' eyes widdened slightly behind his calm mask. Surely Harry wasn't asking what he thought he was. "Make love to me." Lucius stared at him until he began to fidget. "Look. I'm sorry. I just thought, I." "No." He raked a hand roughly through his hair. "No. You're fine. I just didn't expect you to want anything more to do with me." Harry didn't reply, at least not verbally. Instead he rose to his knees and very tentativly pressed his lips against the older wizard's. When Lucius finally took control of the kiss he opened willingly to him and met his tongue. When Lucius felt small hands on his chest he broke off. "This is so wrong. You are my son's age." "Shh. This is right. This is healing. I, we, need this." With that he was fumbling with the clasp to his robe. Harry cursed quitely and moved to look at it ad grinned at the Sliver and ruby serpant clasp. "Figures" he said and then hissed at the clasp and it unwound itself. "Ah. Draco told me that." He said distracted for a moment but the decidely arousing sound of parslemouth coming from the boy kneeling in front of him. "Mm" he moaned when those small, cool hands pushed the robe off his shoulders. There Harry's courage seemed to fail and he faltered. Deciding if this was going to happen then it was going to be something he would control Malfoy pushed Harry back until he was flat on his back. Harry looked wild eyed and a bit frightened, but very much determined. Lucius just knelt over him for a moment, lightly stroking his neck and across his chest. Harry brought a hand up slowly and lightly touched the long silver strands. He laughed softly and dropped his head forward and the ends drug lightly across the younger man's chest as he lowered himself to his elbows over his prone form. He was rewarded with a shiver and low moan that deepened when he nuzzled into the boy's neck. He continued to nip and suck at his neck brinnging the blood to the surface before moving downward. He took his time, dragging his open mouth and hair over the smooth, fevered, skin. He paused at the nipples laving them and then blowing lightly, watching when the flesh drew up into hard little points. When he reached the waist band of those atrocious pants he'd bee sleeping in he slowly pulled them down and tossed them off the bed before gripping his hips in a gentle but immovable grip before turning his attention to the erection straining at eye level. He looked up as he licked the underside, root to top, and caught Harry's eye just before taking it deep down his throat. He laughed softly around the shaft at the startled gasp that escaped Harry. He suspected if he had't beenn holding him down he'd have levitated off the bed. He was thoroughly enjoying himself, the sounds Harry was making . soft mews that reminded him of a kitten. Harry's hands and fisted in his hair pulling lightly. Abruptly he was pulled up by his hair. That startled him almost as much as Harry's next words. "I want you inside me but I want to see your face" Bold actions and words betrayed by the hot flush across his cheeks. The blush was equal parts embarassment and arousal. Well. "Be very sure you want this Harry. It isn't necessary. " "No. I want. . . I mean I could tell. I " "I understand. Just relax. " then hearing the echo of the words from the cell. "This time you're free to move."  The last eaned him a slight smile. "Thanks." he said drily. Using the same spell he took his time preparing Harry. Slowly stretchig, making sure to stimulate his prostate frequently. "Lucius. . ." "Patience little one." But he was pleased to see him so eager. He privoted his fingers again, and when Harry thrust downward involuntarily he slowly slid his fingers out. Harry moaned at their absece but grew very still when his legs were nudged further apart and something much more soild and larger replaced them. When the head began to breech him he flashed into momentary panic and tensed. The tension made it hurt. "Shsh." Lucius soothed freezing, brushing his fingers across his face pushing the sweat darkened hair away from his face. He leaned forward and kissed the man beneat him gently and was gratified whe the tension bled out of him and he was able to slide slowly forward. The angle wasn't quite right, and didn't allow for nearly the same depth of penetration another positon would have but for now it was probably for the best. When Harry pushed back to meet his shallow thrusts he shifted slightly, but held the maddeningly slow pace. Harry's face was flushed, and he looked. . confused. "Harry." He groaned quietly and glassy green eyes opened and met his. Without stopping entirely he pushed Harry's legs up and back, watching closely for discomfort as he sank deeper into his body. The deeper penetration forced him harder agaist the boy's prostate and the change of positon drew a deep groan from them both. "God." Lucius gasped when Harry pushed forward against him. His breathing sped up and Lucius removed one of his hands to stroke the shaft in time with his thrusts. Harry was so, so , close. "Let it go." He muttered. "It's ok, just. let. go." the last words puncuated by short sharp thrusts. Harry did and orgasam crashed over him in a wave of incapcitating pleasure. So caught up in Harry's pleasure Lucius didn't even realize how close he was, and then he was coming with Harry, deep inside him. When he came back to himself it was to a gentle prod at his shoulder. "Hm?" "My legs are cramping." Harry said sheepishly. "Oh. Right." He moved to let Harry's legs come down and rolled to the side Harry went with him and snuggled against his chest after a cleaning charm took care of the wet spot. "I really can't stay." "I know." "I' he began. "I know." Harry said softly running his fingers through his hair, playing with it. He did. He knew and acceptance that this was all there was and all there ever would be. To risk more was to risk Lucius life. For all that it didn't take away what they'd had, and what they shared. Maybe, someday, there'd be a chance for something else. Harry dozed lightly and woke somtime later to find Lucius dressed and sitting where hed been whe he woke, on the edge of the bed. His hand was stroking his cheek lightly. "Good. You're awake." "Yeah." "I have to go." "I know." he seemed to say that alot. "If you ever need anything Harry. . . Go to Severus. I know he's intimidating, but he's a good man. He'll help you, and if necessary get word to me. Trust him. He cares for you a great deal." Then he was gone adn Harry was alone. It was't until the next morning that he found the Snake pin with his glasses, holding down a piece of parchment. "I know just how to whisper And I know just how to cry I know just where to find the answers And I know just how to lie I know just how to fake it And I know just how to scheme I know just when to face the truth And then I know just when to dream And I know just where to touch you And I know just what to prove I know when to pull you closer And I know when to let you loose And I know the night is fading And I know the time's gonna fly And I'm never gonna tell you Everything I gotta tell you But I know I gotta give it a try And I know the roads to riches And I know the ways to fame I know all the rules and I know how to break 'em And I always know the name of the game But I don't know how to leave you And I'll never let you fall And I don't know how you do it Making love out of nothing at all Making love out of nothing at all, Making love out of nothing at all... Everytime I see you all the rays of the sun Are streaming through the waves in your hair And every star in the sky is taking aim at your eyes Like a spotlight The beating of my heart is a drum and it's lost And it's looking for a rhythm like you You can take the darkness from the pit of the night And turn into a beacon burning endlessly bright I've gotta follow it 'cause everything I know Well it's nothing till I give it to you I can make the runner stumble I can make the final block And I can make every tackle at the sound of the whistle I can make all the stadiums rock I can make tonight forever Or I can make it disappear by the dawn And I can make every promise that has ever been made I can make all your demons be gone But I'm never gonna make it without you Do you really want to see me crawl And I'm never gonna make it like you do Making love out of nothing at all Making love out of nothing at all, Making love out of nothing at all..." 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