Chapter Fifteen
Lucius startled as fingers ran through his hair gently, opening his eyes he met warm green ones looking at him with a love that he had been sure for most of his life he wouldn't get to see directed to him. He sighed contently as Harry's fingers drifted o his temples and started massaging them a little before he reached for Lucius' shampoo.
"You don't need to do that," Lucius blinked.
"I want to," Harry kissed his forehead.
"Are you comfortable?" Lucius asked concerned looking at how Harry was perched on the side of the bath.
"I'm fine, no relax. You have been working so hard the last few weeks for us, thank you," Harry said as he brushed his fingers firmly through Lucius' wet hair getting a small groan from the blonde as his eyes shut contently.
"What are those?" Harry was fighting, with great difficulty, to keep from laughing as he looked at the expressions on Lucius, Draco and Marcus' faces as they stared at the clothes that Harry had laid out for them.
"You are not going to decorate in 1,700 Galleons worth of robes, which I happen to know is your cheapest set of robes. So you will be wearing these," Harry pointed to the pile of clothing.
"But..."
"Wear them" Harry put on his best glare and pointed to the clothes. He watched all three Malfoys eyeballing each other to try and see which one would fight with him. With a sigh Lucius took the clothes and started walking into the other room to try and get changed.
"For Merlin's sake Lucius, do you have to be such a push over!" Harry grinned as he listened to Marcus grumbling at Lucius.
"I don't see you refusing to change!" Lucius sniped back.
"If you hadn't just given in I would have had a better chance to refuse!"
"Oh please you were two seconds behind me, you give in more than I do!"
"Oh are you kidding me? You roll over as soon as he bats his eyelashes at you,"
"I do not!"
"No I'm sorry, he flashes those pretty green eyes at you,"
"Hey, why are you looking at Harry's eyes?! And you are just as bad as I am, he looks at you and you fold like a pack of cards, so don't go blaming me!"
"Hey! The both of you are as bad as each other, he has you twisted around his little finger. Now, are these supposed to be so tight?!" Draco grumbled. Harry covered his mouth when the three of them trooped out, all wearing near identical grumpy looks.
"We look stupid!" Lucius huffed seeing Harry's expression.
"No you don't I just never thought I would live to see the day when I saw Malfoys in jeans and a tshirt," Harry smiled.
"Why are they so tight?" Draco huffed tugging at the crotch of his trousers.
"Trust me they are much better for painting in than robes," Harry assured them. "Right my turn," He stood up and moved to go change as well.
"Oh merlin..." Lucius blinked as he took in the clothes Harry was wearing when he stepped out the room.
"Oh Merlin," Draco and Marcus rolled their eyes amused seeing the expression on Lucius' face and hurried from the room.
"Muggle clothes really?" Harry asked amused winding his arms around Lucius.
"They are more revealing than robes, I can see you better,"
"You're a letch," Harry laughed.
"Just for you," Lucius grinned swooping in and kissing Harry firmly.
