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  Rating:
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      Warnings_Apply, Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Harry_Potter_-_J._K._Rowling
  Relationship:
      Lucius_Malfoy/Harry_Potter/Severus_Snape
  Character:
      Lucius_Malfoy, Harry_Potter, Severus_Snape, Nagini, Voldemort, Horcrux_-
      Character
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      Depression, Implied_Character_Death, Lemon, Male_Slash, Threesome_-_M/M/
      M, Past_Abuse, Challenge_Response, POV_Animal, POV_Alternating, POV
      Multiple, POV_First_Person
  Series:
      Part 2 of fatherly_Voldemort, Part 3 of one-shot
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      Published: 2012-09-02 Words: 3855
****** Love is Overrated Anyway, isn't It? ******
by IsysSkeeter
Summary
     Sirius die and Harry felt lost, he wanted love he wanted to feel
     loved he was… entering a depression. And who came to help him? Read
     and see ^_^ Slash Lemon SS/HP/LM
Notes
     Spoilers: if you haven't go read the Prequel
     Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from
     the books or movies. I also do not make any money from the writing of
     this story.
     Pairings: SS/HP/LM
     Dedicated to: DarkAngel048 (who suggested me to do a LM/HP/SS fic)
     Beta: BriJusLuvrr
     Warnings: depression, lemon, torture, slash
     Nr words: 3,828
See the end of the work for more notes
"Talking"
–Parseltongue–
Horcrux thinking to Harry
–Horcrux talking in Parseltongue to Harry–
===============================================================================
Love is Overrated Anyway, isn't It?
One-Shot
HP POV
I couldn't believe what I was passing though. After all that had happened…
after all that. I had to watch my godfather die, and I still had to smile to
everyone and say 'Yes. I'm fine. Don't worry.' and obviously, the stupid
Gryffindors all believed in me.
Does my mask look so real? Am I the only one who see tough my mask?
Sirius is dead for god sakes who do you expect me to be? My only godfather is
dead the man who linked me to my father is dead. Lupin didn't even talk to me
anymore. Dumbledore sees me as a bloody weapon and only that.
I'm Harry, just Harry, no one else. No bloody Boy-Who-Lived. No Chosen One.
Just Harry, a teenager that has no one.
However, of course, I don't have such luck. I have a bloody dark lord for my
blood, and not just literally (I mean the man wants to make me bleed to death).
I have a bloody prophecy that says that I would vanquish the dark lord, not
only that, but I am his equal. I a bloody sixteen teenage boy is the equal to
the most fearsome and powered dark lord who ever existed in centuries, does
anyone else see the irony in this? And I was a boy back then, not only a boy
but a baby boy. I had one-year-old, and the most powerful dark lord tried to
kill me failing because of a damn prophecy. This prophecy has destroyed my
life.
My so-called friends don't even care about me, only that I could one day
destroy the dark lord. Does anyone care about what I think? I don't want to
fight. Not now, not tomorrow, not yesterday, not ever. I want my father, my
mother. I want someone who loves me for what I am and not for the title. Like
Sirius did. However, my godfather is dead, and it's my fault. How could I kill
him? If I hadn't been so stupid. If I would be smarter. If…
Don't Dumbledore see through my mask? That bloody puppeteer can't even see
though one of his marionettes masks? Not so brilliant now, are you your slimy
goat?
I looked up at the staff table, where he is seated; he's talking with Professor
McGonagall. How can he be so happily after what had happened to Sirius a few
days ago? And now is going to send me in a few hours to my last blood families
to my own protection.
Huff! I was better with the dark lord than with them. And that is say a lot.
Didn't I just said that the man was out for my blood? Oh well they want to beat
my freakiness out of me, add the fact that the only man that keeps them at bay
is dead and… Voilá! One Harry Potter wishing for his death for the rest of his
life while he lived on his muggles family' house.
Maybe I'm overreacting? Hell NO! After all… I look at my left hand where the
lines 'I Should Not Tell Lies' is spiked in the back of my hand, and I have to
say that I follow that line to the limit.
At my side, Ron is swelling himself on food, Hermione on a book of the library
that she had to give back before the train takes us home. I couldn't help but
snort at the thought of home. Hogwarts is my home.
Getting up I left the Great Hall, didn't noticing some black eye that was stuck
at the back of my head.
Luna got up at once and followed me. She didn't say much, but she gave me her
hand and smiled to me. That single movement was all that I needed, more than
Ron and Hermione all together did.
Oh well… love is overrated anyway.
–LiOAiI–
"BOY" I shuddered, that purple face added with that scream meant a problem for
one Harry Potter and that meant me. Now think quick, run for it or stay and
face the consequences now or later?
Uncle is in the full beating mood. No thanks later please, maybe when I come
back he'll be already asleep? And so I ran, I ran from home. I didn't really
care when he beat me. I deserve it, after all that, I have done I deserve it.
After all I'm a bloody freak, aren't I?
I left 4 Privet Drive and ran from my uncle. He wasn't fast so immediately
stopped following me, his scream of outrage following me.
"WHEN YOU COME BACK BOY YOU'LL GET THE BEATING OF YOUR LIFE."
I didn't really care, I continuing running. "Hell. I would prefer to fight
against Voldemort than to face that whale of a man."
"Oh really?"
And with that I stopped running and closed my eyes.
–LiOAiI–
LM POV
Here, I was, after my great job of finding the Potter house. It wasn't so
difficult as we had thought and the blood wards that should protect the boy?
Non existent. The Order of the Phoenix that should protect the boy? Non
existent. Who would have thought that the boy would be so easier to find?
Of course after I saw the teen at the Ministry of Mysteries I couldn't help but
develop certain… feelings for the boy. And it happened that Voldemort happened
to find during his possession of the boy that he was one of his horcruxes, so
he should be protected and taken care of. And so first things number one: catch
the boy; number two: court such boy.
I looked at the door of the house. We all could hear some scream inside and
then the front door opened thundering and from there a running boy appeared,
running down the streets. It was Harry Potter.
Behind him came a fat man blond with a fat mustache, that could badly move,
finally he gave up. "WHEN YOU COME BACK BOY YOU'LL GET THE BEATING OF YOUR
LIFE." I shudder at the thought of such a man laying a finger on Harry.
From the other side of the street, the sides were Harry was running to, that
luckily was our way; we could hear Harry's answer "Hell. I would prefer to
fight against Voldemort than to face that whale of a man."
My lord obviously couldn't contain himself from leaving his hidden place and
say, "Oh really?"
The boy freezes and closed his eyes. For Merlin' beard, how the boy was
gorgeous. I couldn't stop the desire to kiss that pretty face. Those pink lips,
those perfect pink lips, begging to be swallowed. No. Bad Lucius. Take those
horrid pictures of your mind, first take the boy home, then court him, then
maybe… a peck of lips. Just Maybe.
–LiOAiI–
HP POV
I opened my eyes, taking my wand and pointed it at the snake face man.
Voldemort looked at it uncaring and then back, at the whale like man who was
still on the middle of his house' garden. And then I saw the others death
eaters leaving their hiding place. I start to back up.
Very well fate, what did I did this time? I know I wished for my death and all
that, but this is too stupid. How can I run from all this death eater to my
house without having the problem that they will hex me, and if I do get back,
will I survive the beating?
I know I said I preferred Voldemort, but… it was a way of speaking. How could
you take it so literally and in a few seconds? I mean couldn't you wait a few
hours? To when my uncle had fallen asleep so I could run home and be sure that
I won't be killed when I get home?
Hell it's not like I do have a great choice, do I?
And so sending a hex at Voldemort, I start to run home. Luckily, my uncle
understood the problem and entered home immediately. Maybe I should have let
him stay outside to be killed. After all it's not is blood that is protecting
me.
I'm not sure how, but I got home safely. I ran immediately to my bedroom and
made my trunk. I looked at Hedwig and bringing her cage and my trunk, I got
downstairs, entering the living room. I grabbed floo apowder with one hand and
with the other I point my wand at the fire place, and it opened starting the
fire, sending the powder to the fire. Then I grab the cage and the trunk. The
front door opened. Oh no I had to be quicker before…
Next moment someone it's at my side grabbing my harm and screaming something to
the fire and then we both are forced together tough the fire. I close my eyes
and try to shrink on a fetal position. When I was thrown out of the fireplace,
I land on my knees.
I heard my owl hooting indignantly. I looked up to calm her but what I saw was
blond hair. Oh no. Looking to the blond I found that it was Lucius Malfoy.
Really couldn't Fate be more precise in hating me?
"Calm down Mr. Potter. I'm not going to hurt you." I gave him a look that
clearly said that I didn't believe him. "You know what a horcrux is?"
I frown. "A whore? Of course, I know what a whore is."
At this, the older man laughed at me. He had a beautiful laugh, I gave him
that. "No Mr. Potter. A horcrux. H.O.R.C.R.U.X." when I shook my head, he
smiled at me. "You remember the diary on your second year?"
"Yes, it tried to kill me."
"It had a part of the soul of the dark lord."
"So a horcrux is an object where you put part of your soul?" Mr. Malfoy nodded
at this. I frown and glance down. So Voldemort must have made a few horcrux.
"And why are you telling me that?"
"Because the day that your godfather died" I shudder at that but keep my mask
face hoping that he wouldn't understand, "the dark lord found that when he
passed some of his powers to you, he didn't just pass some of his powers to you
Mr. Potter. Or should I call you Little Lord?"
I looked up at him at once. No, this can't be true. Yes, it can Harry. Shut
up! But you know that I'm right Harry. Voldemort didn't only make you his
equal. He made you his.
I can see that he is speaking, but I continue shaking my head and moving back
until I'm against the wall. When did I got up and started to shake my head? It
didn't matter anyway.
Come on Harry, when did I even lied to you? No please stop it. This can't be
true. I can't be a part of Voldemort. I can't… I… You are.
"NO." I was shaking like mad, but I didn't care. I felt pain, and my old
bruises started to open. Nothing that mattered. I couldn't be. I put my head on
my hands, continuing shaking. –You know that I'm saying the true Harry. So stop
complaining. I never lied to you, did I?– "N… no…" –So why would I start now,
brat? I've taken care of you. I was with you, your only friend all your
life.– "I…"
Breath… I couldn't breathe… Air… Oxygen… I need to breath… Arms… there are arms
surrounding me. Strong arms. Someone is embracing me. I try to struggle with my
body just doesn't think like me. I let my head fall on my man shoulder and
started to cry. Why am I crying?
"Hush… hush brat, everything is fine. Just take deep breaths. Yes, like that."
Yes, that's it Harry. Hear what he's saying. Deep breaths. Everything will be
fine. You see.
I could hear people talking around me. However, I didn't care. I embrace the
man in front of me and snuggled my face on his shoulder. I'm a horcrux. That
means that I'm a part of Voldemort which means that he is not trying to kill
me, is trying to protect me. He has to keep me save.
Yes Harry, Voldemort will protect you. He'll be the father figure whom you need
and Nagini the mother figure. Can I trust them?
–Do you trust me?–
"Yes."
–Their protect you Harry. Now Harry, sleep!–
Sleep, that seems like a smart thing to do. I closed my eyes, and the last
think I thought before falling asleep was that this person smelled like lilies.
–LiOAiI–
SS POV
"He felled asleep." I said, grabbing the brat, bridal style.
Dark Lord approached and looked at him, taking his fringe out of his scar. The
boy whimpered at the approximation.
"Severus I want you to find a potion that would grant me to approach the boy."
At this, the white man turned around to Lucius. "What happened?"
"I told him the truth, my lord. He started having a panic attack. He was
discussing with himself in English and in Parseltongue. It was like he was
talking with someone who only he could hear."
The dark lord looked again at the teen on my harms.
"It wasn't him that was speaking in Parseltongue. I suspect that it was the
horcrux."
"The Horcrux my lord?"
Dark lord sent a cold look at Bella, and she walk away from him immediately.
"Lucius take him to his room. Severus I want the potions for him ready right
away."
We both nod, Lucius grabbing the teen and we both left. I was going to the lab
to start on potions for the boy. He was too skinny there were a lot of potions
that he needed to take.
When I had read that muggle mind and saw what he had done to Harry. I was so
mad that I had been torturing him, only stopping when the dark lord put a hand
on my shoulder, the man already dead on the floor. The way they had treated the
poor boy, locking him up, not feeding him, beating him…
To think that I hadn't seen the signals on the boy. The hand-me-down clothes.
The way he had run to Sirius to leave with him. The way he was so skinny. So…
–LiOAiI–
HP POV
I couldn't believe what was happening.
One year was passed since I was kidnapped and told the truth about my past.
Snape had taken care of my injuries and my nourishment problem. Lucius used to
keep me company and he and Severus trained me every day, didn't letting me get
depressed again. Oh right the reason I react so bad to the news was because I
was entering a depression, and that was the last push.
I took every meal with Voldemort and after dinner, I stayed with him on his
office reading, or talking, or playing chess.
We happen to have a lot in common. Nagini did take me under her tail. I'm her
halfling. She stays with me every night, didn't letting me fall sleep alone,
making sure I don't have nightmares, and if I wake up in the middle of the
night, she comes to me and hugs me until I feel calmer. It looks like she was a
horcrux too. There were others, but it didn't matter. I was the one that
matter.
I wanted a father and a mother who would love me. Voldemort and Nagini can't
love, but they protect me, and they care for me so that counts, right? After
all love is overrated.
I looked up. Snape and Malfoy were talking about my classes with each other. I
must have snapped out again. I smiled at them. I enjoyed listening to them
talking, looking at me with hunger eyes, caring for me, and being the stone
that I needed to keep me down. I knew that I was developing feelings for them,
but I didn't care. Love didn't exist so I couldn't care less for that.
"Harry." I look up. I didn't remember when I had passed from Potter and brat to
Harry, but I didn't care. Snape was right next to me, his lilac smell right
invading my nose. His face was to close.
Hell… it wasn't like I had something to lose. I kissed him.
Immediately, he grabbed my face, and I close my eyes. He's going to refuse;
he's going to deny me. Then I felt his tongue touching my lips. I open them at
once, letting him entrance. I had never had a kiss like that. It was full of
desire, strength, protection, lust and… something that I couldn't place it.
Finally, I had to push back to breathe, and I started patting. Before I know it
another mouth was against mine, I open my eyes immediately. This one was
smooth, calm, sweet and wet (but strangely it was arousing). It was Lucius that
was kissing me this time. He didn't push his tongue into my mouth, but it was
at the same time very demanding, just like Severus had been.
When he broke the kiss, I could feel hands on me, not only one pair of hands.
But two pairs of hands. I had two aroused men in front of me that were touching
me, kissing me… shouldn't I be disgusted? Why am I aroused?
Hell. Horc's right, definitely I'm not normal.
Mattress. When did I enter the bedroom and was laid on the bed? Damn, this
depression is really erasing parts of my memory.
–Fuck.–
When did I get naked anyway? I look down, Severus mouth is around my arousal
doing me a blow job, his fingers going down into my cheeks and into my virgin
hole. A mouth attaches to my own, full of wish and desire. The mouth on mine
didn't let me scream when the fingers entered me, and the mouth on my cock
didn't let me stay on my pain for long. Suddenly, both mouths and fingers
disappeared, and I whimpered. I looked at them both; they were taking their
clothes out looking at me, their eyes full of lust and… love?
–Are you going to fuck me into the mattress or what?–
I smirked when suddenly they used a spell to get rid of the rest of the
clothes, both completely hard. My tongue wet my dry lips. Damn their big. And
LARGE. They won't fit, none of them.
Severus attached his mouth to mine, making us moving around, until I was on
top. His hands lying on my ass, grabbing it. He made me move, and I felt his
arousal against my ass. I felt Lucius behind, forcing me to open my legs and
moving his hands on my legs smoothly making me relax and then Severus' cock is
forced up my ass with one thrust. The mouth on mine stopped my scream. The
hands on my ass keep me stable while the hands on my legs continue moving
making me relax, finally the pain disappears, and I stop the kiss nodding. The
hands moved from my legs to my tights and made me move up and down again,
making Severus cock get out an in again on my ass. I whimper but didn't say
anything kissing Severus again. After a few thrust, the pain completely
disappears, and I start to move myself, finally one of the times that Severus
was almost out another cock enters my ass, making me whimper. Damn Lucius,
couldn't he wait for his turn?
Obviously not.
After a few trust of completely pleasure to me, Severus sat up, putting my legs
on his shoulders without ever take his cock out of me. And I was pinned between
the two. Being fucked until I couldn't even think.
Bodies moving. Cocks slamming against my prostrate, mouths attaching against my
neck, my mouth. We were so close that if someone enters, he wouldn't know where
one started and where the other ended. Hands moving to my hair pushing it
roughly, others to my tights touching me smoothly. The blond kissing my neck as
if I was a doll, the brunette raping my mouth and pushing my hair. They were so
different but that was what made this so arousing. When I came not once, not
twice but enough times to make me forget how many times.
It was just so good…
Finally, I saw white again, and I felt their release entering my ass.
They get out of me and laid with me one on each side of me hugging me. And what
they said made me black out.
"I love you Little Lord."
"I love you Brat."
–LiOAiI–
Nagini POV
Master is getting anxious, halfling missed lunch and now is missing dinner. And
the blonde and the bat man are missing too.
Finally, the teen appears. He was… happy. I never saw him so happy. He ran to
his father hugged him and then sat at his side with a huge smile.
This calmed master down. Halfling knew very well how to manipulate his father
to do whatever he wanted him to do. And that was definitely what he was doing
now.
–Voldemort…–
–What is it Harry?–
I smirk to myself, here it comes. I saw the blonde and bat man enter and sat on
their respective seats. They smelled like my halfling.
–Do you believe in love?–
–No.–
–Love is overrated anyway, isn't it?–
–Yes it is. Why?–
–Because I love you and Nagimama.–
I smiled at him. –Thank you hatchling.–
–You welcome Nagimama, besides… I also love Severus and Lucius, and they love
me back. And we just made love into the mattress into oblivion.–
"WHAT?" my master got up and grabbing his wand, he points it at his both death
eaters. "CRUCIO."
I didn't need to know English to know what he had screamed. The two lovers
fallen to the floor, trembling and screaming. The hatchling merely giggle.
We both weren't worried. We knew that master wouldn't curse them into oblivion,
but he would make sure that they understand that mate with the dark lord
horcrux wasn't an easy thing.
–And they say that mothers-in-law were worse than a dark lord, that's because
they had never met a father-in-law Dark Lord.– the hatchling said to me while
he poked some food into his plate, at this, I laughed.
Love isn't overrated. Love is a powerful thing. After all love is what had made
the boy gave my master a heart. He made him live and not just exist and this
way the prophecy was a full field only by the love that the boy felt for his
father, but I wasn't going to be the one telling this to my master. Definitely,
I didn't want to be the one on the receiving point of that wand.
The End
End Notes
     In case you didn't understand there is a time when Harry is thinking
     that it becomes italic it's because the horcrux in him it's talking
     with Harry
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