Standards

CHAPTER 53

"No, I will not let him feed my son.' Gerry growled in anger, he cant believe it that Harry would even think that this would be a good idea. Anger was boiling in him at the thought of his child being fed by a dark elf.

He knew his emotions were a jumbled mess. First he held hope but then immediately seemed to remember that Lucius was a dark elf and his hatred bloomed up in his heart. His face was pulled up into a sneer as he clutched his crying child to his body. His heart ached because of his child's hunger but hatred was a strong feeling and it could result in many mistakes, it wasn't easy to forget about hatred. Especially a hatred that was embed into his instinct, a part of him.

"Why?" Harry questioned his young omega as he cringed at the baby who was crying his heart out.

"What if he kills my child?" Gerry questioned and Harrys face morphed into one of incredible anger, his jaw clenched and his eyes narrowed and a snarl was on the tips of his tongue.

"Lucius would never. He has been a queen and a mother longer then you Gerry and he knows what he does. I do not have control over myself and I have done terrible things to him these days and I know that. But I am weak to what is inside me. I know for a fact he would never hurt a child." Harry growled out, finally in control of himself. Even if that control only lasted a few moments.

Harry left the room and called out to a house and ordered it to get Lucius for him. Gerry and Severus followed after with the child still wailing. The cries were now echoing of off the walls and was catching the attention of the house elves that were working. Gerry was shivering in fear, he didn't think the child will live if Lucius refused. One day and he was sure the child will meet its death.

Lucius was waiting in the living room, where he was told to wait. He was sat up straight with that book of his held in his tightly. He looked up when he heard the sound of footfalls and crying. His eyes immediately fell on the crying baby and he frowned. The child may not be his but his motherly instinct was screaming at him to go and calm the baby down, do anything he could to calm the baby down.

"Lucius, I have a request." The alpha said making Lucius raise his eyebrows at the way the words were said. Nowadays Harry didn't make requests, he either demanded, ordered or told.

"Whatever it is?" Lucius asked, trying his best to ignore the wails of the crying baby. But he couldn't hold himself and glanced towards Gerry whose hair was slowly turning back to the usual brown colour it used to be, during the pregnancy his hair had turned a white (the colour of the moon) and he said that the hair was like his mothers. Lucius had been glad that his hair had a silvery tint because he did not want to look like Gerry.

"I want you to feed Harold." Harry said and Lucius laughed like he thought that it was some sick joke. But he soon stopped when he realized that Harry was being utterly serious. He stood up from the couch and his face fell into one of utter disappointment as he turned to look at Gerry.

"I knew you were a brat and that you wanted to be spoilt, but I never knew you were someone who was obsessed over small breasts and those sorts of things." Lucius said, his voice almost a whisper as he looked at Gerry in shock.

"He is unable to produce milk Lucius." Severus said and Lucius's face fell into one of confusion.

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Lucius fed Harold, took care of as he slowly started growing. He loved the child and he took care of the child every chance he got. He would use the child as an excuse to go outside. Gerry didn't seem to have motherly instincts and would order around Lucius around Harry because he knew that Lucius would follow his orders in front of Harry. Gerry had suspicions of Lucius being up to something and that was the reason Lucius was obeying Harry.