Sorry for the long wait, ideas aren't really flowing but this chapter has a lemon in it which I hope makes up for something. Also, this is my first lemon so please tell me what you think. Also, if you've read my other story, Harry Potter Potions Professor, you'll see a very, very big similarity between how the Yule holidays played out, I'm sorry for that but I just feel like it's what Harry would realistically do (go to Malfoy manor and then the burrow-happened in both of my stories). Honestly this chapter is pretty much a PWP and could almost stand alone, but it's an important part to the next chapter.

Saturday, December 25th.

Harry, Lucius, and James had spent Christmas eve with Narcissa and Draco. The Christmas ball was saved for the day of but Harry had realized Christmas eve that he would not be attending. He had received an owl from Molly Weasley Christmas eve which he had been delighted to see.

Harry,

We would love to have all of our family join us for Christmas celebrations and I haven't seen my cute little grandson for some time. Ginny alluded to you seeing someone, please feel free to bring them along. As an added note, Ginny has a Christmas event through her work and I encouraged her to go to it so she will not be at Christmas tomorrow. We also have a spare room open in case you would like to stay for the last two days of break.

With love,

Molly and Arthur (and the boys).

Harry was glad to be standing outside the doors to the burrow. Usually he would just walk right in but this time he took a moment to knock softly on the door. It was about nine o clock in the morning, James was tuckered and gathered up in Harry arms. They didn't get to bed until about twelve the night before, and for someone James' age that was monumental. Lucius stood right beside Lucius, a hand on his shoulder reassuringly.

In the letter Harry had been surprised to see that Ginny mentioned Harry was seeing someone and was a little concerned that now all the Weasley's thought Harry was a relationship with Lucius. He couldn't say that they weren't in a relationship, but so far the furthest they'd gotten was palming each other through their boxers and rutting their erections against one another, not exactly a cute date to the movies. However, if the Weasley's seemed to be fine with the idea then Harry wouldn't extinguish it.

James certainly enjoyed the idea of having both Harry and Lucius being his parents and had certainly taken to introducing Lucius as such. While shopping for Christmas presents Harry had actually had to tell James to refrain from telling strangers on the street about his two dads and then continuing to point them out. Both Harry and Lucius had gotten some sneers at that, Harry didn't much mind though as James was just a little kid, and people had their opinions.

George answered the door with a big grin, waking James with the loud sound of the door opening and George greeting them. Harry was glad to note that George looked better than he had in a while. Looked like he'd actually been eating reasonable amounts and letting go a little bit. After Fred's death George had been seemingly fine, still cracking jokes and managing the shop but there'd been some odd things happening. He wouldn't eat as much and there would be odd gaps in his speaking, like he was waiting for Fred to chime in. Since that though he's gotten much better, more his old self.

"Harry! Good to see you mate!" George pulled him in for a tight hug and in doing so somehow pulled James from his grip and pulled the boy into his arms. "How are you young Potter?" George asked with a grin and a finger lightly flicking the boys' nose.

James opened his eyes lazily but squealed in delight when he saw the face of his uncle, instantly babbling to the man. When there was a lull in James' speaking, George addressed them again. "Both of you please come in, and Lord Malfoy, good to see you on better terms." George finally gave a nod at the tall man.

"Lucius is my papa!" James exclaimed and Harry couldn't fight the blush that rose to his cheeks every time James said that.

George didn't look too shocked and Lucius pulled the topic slightly away from that by saying, "You can call me Lucius."

George nodded and motioned for both of them to enter the house. They walked in together with Lucius' hand still resting on Harry's shoulder.

"Harry!" Hermione exclaimed and pulled him into a tight hug. She was pregnant, Harry could tell by the thick stomach pressing against him. It wasn't that large but Harry knew Hermione was rather petite and wouldn't have put on this much of a solid stomach.

"Good to see you Mione." He said and then leaned in to whisper in her ear. "Is there something you haven't told everyone?" He asked and she giggled before stepping away.

"Actually, you'll be the last to know Harry, Ron and I are expecting." She said happily and Ron gave Hermione a toothy grin before also clapping Harry on the back.

"Glad you could make it mate. Lucius, good to see you as well." Ron said loudly and shook hands with the Malfoy Lord.

"Lucius! I'm glad you could come with Harry." Hermione said and pulled Lucius into a one armed hug. The man looked extremely uncomfortable but allowed it and actually placed a hand lightly on her back in return.

"I suppose it is good to see the two of you as well." He spoke in a very refined manner, suiting of the Malfoy Lord. Harry was a bit surprised to see that the man had retreated into his aristocracy but didn't comment on it. The man was obviously out of his comfort zone here and Harry wouldn't push it.

"Aunt Mione!" James practically screamed and immediately tried to force his way out of George's arms. George set James on the ground as quick as he could and the voracious toddler ran his way over to Hermione.

"Good to see you too little one." Hermione said with a grin.

"Did you like your gift kiddo?" Ron asked, ruffling James' hair a little bit. Harry was sure they were going to make great parents.

Molly Weasley decided to make her appearance from the kitchen at that point, followed by Arthur and the rest of the clan who all gave Harry a clap on the back, James a hug and kind words, and greeted Lucius rather kindly, not inquiring as to what their relationship was. Harry was glad for that, but felt that it was at least a little apparent because James was telling everyone and their mother just who Lucius was to him.

Christmas dinner was served and Harry and Lucius were offered the guest bedroom, a new addition to the post-war burrow.

James was given invitations from everyone to stay with him and he finally decided to spend the night with Ron and Hermione. Harry wasn't the least bit surprised that the Weasley's expected him and Lucius to be fine with sharing a bed with one another, it was probably Molly or George's scheme to force them to stay the night in the same bed together.

James went up with Ron and Hermione to the top bedroom whereas Lucius and Harry only had to climb one flight of stairs to find both George's bedroom and the guest room located next to each other.

"Goodnight Harry, it was good to see you in a more relaxed environment than last time." He said with a smile and gave Harry one last hug. Harry knew what he was talking about, the last time everyone (including Ginny) had been at the burrow it had been very tense and had ended badly.

The room was small but Harry didn't care much, Lucius didn't seem to mind either but it was definitely a step down from what he'd enjoyed at the Malfoy manor.

"I suppose there will be no room for fun tonight?" Lucius asked with a small smirk.

Harry sighed and sat on the edge of the bed. "I suppose... If we're really quiet." He said, starting off the sentence sullenly but ending it with an equal smirk.

Lucius begins to unbutton the dress shirt he wore as Harry pulls his own over his head. Shoes are toed off and bare chests are pressed together as Lucius straddles Harry on the bed.

"Hmm, you're kind of loud. Maybe this would help?" Lucius asked and pulls his want out, casting a silencing charm on the room.

"Perfect." Harry muttered with a smile and pulls Lucius head down so that their lips meet.

Lucius pressed his crotch against Harry's, showing that he's already hard and Harry can't help but moan into Lucius' mouth at the feeling of the mans erection on his.

"Harry," Lucius said softly as his hand moves down to pull lightly on the waistband of Harry's trousers. "Don't you think we might go a little further tonight?" Lucius asked, stopping his rutting for the time being and giving Harry a chance to answer.

Harry whined at the loss of contact, "Gods Lucius, just don't stop. Do what ever you want." He said and tried to buck his hips back up against Lucius', earning a chiding sigh from the man as Harry felt the button on his jeans being undone. Before Harry could think of what was happening Lucius gripped both his underwear and his pants and pulled them almost straight off, just having to pause at his feet for a moment.

When his cock met the cool air he let out a his but then turned red, realizing that it was in full view for Lucius to see, for the first time. "Take yours off too." Harry mumbled, feeling shy at being the only one starkers.

Lucius took his time with this pants. Shedding the black trousers first and then slowing pulling down his boxers and revealing his engorged cock. Harry let out a moan at the sheer size of it, it must have been at least seven inches, maybe eight. Harry felt a little small compared but he knew he was still fairly well endowed.

Harry would let Lucius lead everything that happened. This was his first time with a man and he wasn't entirely sure what to do. He'd obviously heard some of it and watched a bit of porn, but he hadn't preformed anything himself.

Lucius straddled Harry and it was like and electric shock when their cocks finally met unclothes. Harry felt a whimper tear through him and he moved his hips up to meet Lucius'.

"I want you," Harry said softly as he felt Lucius' smooth hand cover his slightly weeping cock, pulling up on it a few times and running his thumb over the slit, gathering up the precome with his thumb and then bringing it up to his mouth to taste. Harry let out another high pitched moan when he watched Lucius do that.

"How do you want me Harry?" Lucius asked huskily, sucking on the sensitive skin by his ear.

"I-in me." Harry finally whispered, embarrassed to be admitting it out loud. It was truly what he wanted through, he knew that they could take it slow and that Lucius using his hand would probably be more than enough, but right now Harry wanted Lucius' cock rammed up his ass.

Lucius nodded and moved his fingers, bringing them down, rubbing softly at his perineum before muttering a lubrication spell and prodding Harry's entrance with one long finger.

Harry felt a slick wetness fill him and pushing against him in the form of Lucius' finger. He was growing tired of the man simply pushing against him and tried to grind down on the finger and get it into him.

Finally, Lucius obliged and breached the tight ring of muscle. Working his finger in slowly. Harry, however, was more lubed than any virgin had the right to be and so far wasn't feeling much so grinded down harder on the finger.

Lucius pushed more in, all the way up to the third knuckle and fully sheathed. Harry took in a sharp and short breath when it was all the way in.

"Are you in pain?" Lucius asked, obviously worried about the sound that Harry made.

"I'm fine, please keep going." Harry said. It was slightly painful right now but he knew that it had to get pleasureful soon or else not so many people would be doing this.

Lucius hesitated for a moment before prodding the entrance with a second finger before pushing in. Harry bit his lip as the second met the first and they pushed in further. They scissored a bit and Harry tried to keep his breathing under control. He convinced himself that once Lucius got his cock in him that all the pain would go away. Lucius saw the look on Harry's face and brought his free hand around to tug on Harry's cock which had gone slightly limp.

Lucius stroked him back to life and had Harry writhing and moaning under his once again in no time. Lucius added a third finger almost without Harry noticing, scissoring the three of them and fucking Harry with his fingers. Lucius was a bit confused as to why he hadn't found the prostate yet but determined to get to it. Lucius reckoned that maybe it was just deeper and his fingers weren't quite long enough to reach it.

"Harry, I'm going to enter you now." Lucius stated and the boy nodded in between his moans.

"Gods yes, just don't stop with your hand." Harry whined and bucked up.

"It might be easier and less painful if you're on your hands and knees." Lucius didn't particularly like that style for their first time, but he wanted Harry to enjoy it as much as possible.

Harry shook his head on the pillow, "no, no I want to see you." He said and widened his eyes as he felt Lucius' shaft breach his opening. It just had so much more girth than his fingers could have prepared him for.

Tears gathered in the corners of his eyes and he tried to dab them away before Lucius noticed, determined to do this.

Lucius was having none of it thought and when he saw Harry's eyes fill with tears he began to pull out. "Harry I'm not going to do this if it hurts, we can try another time." He said reassuringly.

When Lucius had pulled out all the way to the rim Harry stopped him, "Please... Please continue. I just have to get used to it." He said in a shaky voice.

"Oh love," Lucius muttered and oddly enough Harry didn't even mind the nick name. "I can't stand the thought of hurting you. You've been hurt to much already." He said and brought their foreheads together.

"Please Lucius, just try one more time, get all the way inside." Harry chided and as Lucius pressed his lips to Harry's he rammed back in.

Almost as if magic, Lucius hit Harry's prostate, deep inside of Harry, just within reach and Harry was sent into a fit of screams.

Lucius raised an eyebrow and made to pull out again, worried that he'd hurt Lucius when an animalistic gaze met with his own. "Don't stop, do that again." Harry moaned.

A smirk covered Lucius' face, now knowing exactly what had sent Harry into a screaming mess. Lucius slammed back in and hit his prostate once again, with so much force that the headboard hit the wall.

Over and over and over again Lucius slammed in, he snapped his hips back slowly before pistoning them in again at full force. It was a slow yet brutal pace and Harry was screaming over and over again.

"Lucius! Lucius...Gods Babe... Faster! Harder!" Harry repeated these words in all different kinds of voices, high pitched whimpers and deep throaty moans and Lucius obliged Harry's every order.

Finally Harry felt a knot build in his stomach as Lucius both stroked him and pounded into him. "Lucius I'm going to-" He trailed off as a stream of cum shot out, covering both Harry and Lucius' chests in the sticky substance.

"Me too." Lucius said before grunting and releasing himself inside of Harry, leaving a sticky mess and a warm feeling with him.

"That was amazing." Harry muttered as Lucius pulled out and practically collapsed on top of Harry.

Harry took in several deep breaths and wrapped his arms around Lucius. "You were amazing." Lucius breathed in Harry's ear and rolled to the side so he could pull Harry in tight against him.

Sunday, the 26th of December.

The two woke up fairly early in the morning to a sticky mess holding them together. Lucius used a cleansing spell to clean the mess that was all around them. They showered separately and got dressed without initiating anything.

Before they walked out the door to head down to breakfast Lucius stopped Harry with a hand on his shoulder, "Harry, thank you for last night. It was wonderful." Lucius said and pressed a small kiss to Harry's cheek.

Harry blushed a bit and looked down, just a bit embarrassed at what had transpired last night in the Weasley's guest bedroom. "Yes, it was great. I-i really liked it." He admitted and mustered up the courage to look up at Lucius with a small smile.

A small sigh of relief escaped Lucius and the two shared a soft kiss before heading down to breakfast.

Most everyone was downstairs, including James who immediately latched onto Harry, telling him about everything he'd done in the barely eight hours away from him. Harry listened attentively, as did Lucius as they began breakfast. One thing was odd though, George hadn't made an appearance which was a little concerning.

About halfway through breakfast George finally came down, looking a little disheveled, like he'd only just woken up.

"Good morning George, have a nice sleep?" Ron asked, making fun of the fact that he'd slept in so late.

Instead of answering George turned to Harry and Lucius, "Thank you, for the silencing charm, but that did not keep your infernal headboard from vibrating my entire room. I get that you want to have wild sex, but think of other peoples sleep." George said in a very serious tone, gathering pretty much everyones attention. George ended it was a throaty laugh though and everyone else let out a laugh, even Molly chuckled just a little bit before scolding Harry and Lucius.

Harry was beet red and Lucius rested his hand softly on Harry's back with a small smile, apparantly he was unable to get embarrassed.

"Daddy and papa had... sex?" James asked quietly. The toddler had a brief understanding of the word but didn't exactly know, all he really had been told was that it was how babies were made, which of course led to the next question of, "does that mean I get a little brother?" With cutely tweaked eyebrows and a questioning look.

"Merling George, was this really the best time?" Harry asked but George was almost doubled over with laughter, looks like Harry had quite the task of explaining to James that no, he was not getting a little brother.

Alright, so I ended it on a very light note but seriously I want to know if the sex scene was alright or if it was too cliche or if it was too rushed. Thanks.