Pureblood (Lucius Malfoy) *COMPLETED*

CHAPTER 45 - MARKET PLACE

I gently spread the last bit of magical healing cream over a bruise on Harry's cheek, blowing air on it when he grits his teeth in pain. "I'm sorry, is it stinging?" He nods once, but seems to be able to tolerate the pain. "It's all right. I'm done now anyway," I say, wiping my hands on a tissue before handing him his glasses. He puts them on, adjusting them before turning to me. "Thank you."

I smile, ruffling his hair as he chuckles. "You're welcome, Potter."

He smirks, making me laugh at his cuteness. I was so glad that his alleged feelings for me hadn't changed our friendship in the slightest. He was my friend, and he always would be. And I definitely wasn't planning on letting him go anytime soon.

It had been a week since Harry had first arrived, and his wounds were healing quite well. When I wasn't nursing him back to health, I caught up on everything I had missed. He told me about his time on the run and how he had destroyed a few horcruxes already. I was proud of him for almost completing his mission, and when he was well enough to leave again, I would help him find Ron and Hermione so he could continue his journey and being down voldermort.

Thankfully, The Dark Lord was not our main issue right now, as he was laying low and hiding in the shadows, aware he was becoming weaker due to Harry's actions. According to Lucius, he was trying to keep Nagini safe, and that meant being seen less. He also hadn't called upon Lucius for a while now, and I was glad but Lucius - not so much. He was a bit suspicious of the whole thing, wondering why voldermort hadn't called him in months. I had told him countless times not to worry and yet nearly every night in bed, he had held me close, always falling asleep after me, worried for my safety.

Well, that and the fact that Harry Potter was living in our house.

He had managed to simply ignore Harry since he first came, almost like he was pretending as though he wasn't there. To be honest, I preferred it this way if it meant there were no problems. Most of the time, Harry was sleeping anyway after being given strict instructions by me to get enough rest. He was always stressing about the horcruxes - he needed a break.

I close the cap on the cream and put it away before going to the passage, leaving Harry alone in his bedroom. I'm making my way down the stairs and through the hallway when two strong arms wrap around my waist. I gasp as I'm pulled back into a hard chest, sighing lightly when he nestles his face in my neck.

"Good morning," I say, tiredly.

"Good morning kitten."

He mumbles against my hair, pulling back to move my ponytail aside before kissing my neck sweetly. I breathe out, trying to ignore it as Harry was just above us.

I frown slightly as he kisses my neck and collar again, this time more hungrily. I moan quietly, my eyes fluttering shut. "We should stop," I say as he groans, pressing his thick bulge to my ass. "What if Harry hears?" I whisper, my heart beating faster.

It had been a week since we had last had sex, and if I was being honest, I think it was affecting me more than him. If that was possible.

Ever since I'd gotten pregnant, I was immediately troubled my hormones and usually that wouldn't have been a problem to deal with but of course now, things had to change. We couldn't risk Harry finding out about everything just because we couldn't keep our hands away from each other.

Lucius's fingers press into my waist possessively, definitely making marks as I wince a little in pain. He leans in, his breath hot on my ear as he speaks, "Have I not made it clear..."

He takes my earlobe between his teeth, gently biting it. "That I don't care what he thinks..?"

There's an ache between my legs as I try to ignore his words. He nuzzles his face into my neck, trailing tiny kisses up my jaw. "Lucius, not now."