The days that followed Harry's visit to Malfoy Manor were a whirlwind of letters, meetings, and tentative steps towards understanding. Both Harry and Lucius were determined to make their soulmate bond work, despite the challenges and lingering doubts.
One evening, Harry sat in the Gryffindor common room, reading over one of Lucius's letters. Hermione and Ron sat nearby, studying for their upcoming exams. Harry looked up, the weight of the situation heavy on his mind.
"I think Lucius is genuinely trying," Harry said, breaking the silence. "It's strange, but I think he's as confused and determined as I am."
Hermione nodded thoughtfully. "It's a lot to process, but it sounds like you're both making progress. Have you talked about the future at all?"
Harry shook his head. "Not in detail. We're still trying to understand each other. But I think we need to start planning for what's next."
Ron leaned back, looking skeptical. "Do you really think you can trust him, Harry? I mean, he's done some pretty terrible things."
"I know," Harry admitted. "But everyone deserves a chance to change, right? Besides, this bond isn't something we can ignore. We have to find a way to make it work."
Meanwhile, at Malfoy Manor, Lucius was deep in conversation with Narcissa. The study was filled with the soft glow of candlelight, casting shadows on the walls.
"Harry is more open-minded than I expected," Lucius admitted. "He's willing to give this bond a chance. But I worry about what others will think, especially those loyal to the Dark Lord."
Narcissa frowned. "You must be cautious, Lucius. Voldemort's influence is still strong, and any perceived weakness could be dangerous. But if Harry is willing to work with you, perhaps you can find common ground."
Lucius nodded. "I hope so. For both our sakes."
The next day, Harry received an unexpected visit from Draco Malfoy. They had barely spoken since the beginning of this strange ordeal, and Harry was surprised to see him in the Gryffindor common room.
"Potter, can we talk?" Draco asked, his expression unusually serious.
Harry nodded, leading Draco to a quieter corner of the room. "What's up, Malfoy?"
Draco hesitated, then spoke. "I heard about your meetings with my father. I wanted to... offer my help."
Harry raised an eyebrow. "Your help? Why?"
Draco sighed, running a hand through his hair. "This bond affects my family too, you know. If you and my father can find a way to make this work, it might... it might change things. For all of us."
Harry studied Draco's face, seeing a mix of determination and uncertainty. "Alright. What do you suggest?"
Draco took a deep breath. "First, you need to understand more about the Malfoy family. Our history, our traditions. If you're going to be connected to us, you should know what you're dealing with."
Harry nodded slowly. "That makes sense. And in return?"
"In return," Draco said, "I want you to promise me that you'll be honest. No matter what. If this bond is going to work, we need to trust each other."
Harry held out his hand. "Deal."
Draco shook it, a tentative truce forming between them. "We'll start tomorrow. Meet me in the library after dinner."
As Draco left, Harry felt a glimmer of hope. With Draco's help, maybe they could bridge the gap between their worlds.
The next evening, Harry met Draco in the library as planned. Draco had brought several old books and scrolls, laying them out on the table.
"These are some of the oldest records about the Malfoy family," Draco explained. "They might help you understand our history and why my father acts the way he does."
Harry spent hours poring over the texts, learning about the ancient lineage of the Malfoys, their ties to pureblood traditions, and the complex web of alliances and rivalries that had shaped their family over centuries. It was a lot to take in, but Harry began to see Lucius in a new light—not just as an enemy, but as a product of his upbringing and circumstances.
As they worked, Draco shared stories from his own life, moments that highlighted the pressures and expectations placed on him by his family. In turn, Harry spoke about his own struggles, the loss of his parents, and the burden of being the Boy Who Lived. They found unexpected parallels in their experiences, and a cautious camaraderie began to form.
By the end of the evening, Harry felt a strange sense of connection—not just to Draco, but to the Malfoy family as a whole. It was still a daunting prospect, but with Draco's help, he felt more prepared to face the challenges ahead.
Back at Malfoy Manor, Lucius read Harry's latest letter with a mixture of surprise and respect. Harry had shared his experiences studying the Malfoy family history and expressed a deeper understanding of their complexities. He also mentioned Draco's unexpected offer of help, which pleased Lucius more than he cared to admit.
"Perhaps there is hope for us yet," Lucius murmured to himself. He penned a reply, inviting Harry to return to Malfoy Manor for another meeting—this time, to discuss their next steps in navigating their bond and the future that lay ahead.
As he sealed the letter, Lucius felt a flicker of something he hadn't felt in a long time: optimism. The road was long and fraught with challenges, but for the first time, he believed they might find a way to make this unexpected bond work.
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Written in the Stars | Lucarry Soulmate AU
FanfictionIn a world where soulmates are determined by the magical appearance of each other's names on their arms at the age of 16, Harry Potter has always wondered who his soulmate would be. He never expected to find Lucius Malfoy's name etched into his skin...