The Malfoy/Lupin Romance

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Chapter 7: Quidditch

It was early April and some students were already studying for their exams, students like Remus Lupin for instance.

Remus was currently curled up in an armchair in Lucius' quarters reading one of his potions textbooks, it was his worst subject so he had to study harder for it. And good potion skills were a requirement for Wizarding medical school, which is where he wanted to go. He was alone in the Quarters because Lucius was at a staff meeting; he was also trying to get a little more studying in before Quidditch Practise after dinner. The Gryffindors had booked the pitch between 7-9pm, while the Slytherins were practising before dinner before their match on Saturday.

Remus' peace and quiet was soon interrupted when Lucius came into the quarters brooding. "I fucking hate children!"

Remus looked up at his boyfriend with an eyebrow raised, "No children for us in the future then?"

Lucius just stared at him for a moment and the blew him off, "Shut up."

Remus raised his other eyebrow, "What's gotten you so upset?"

Lucius fell down on the couch and hugged a cushion, "Don't worry…teacher stuff…"

Remus shrugged, "Okay…" He turned back to his book.

Lucius shifted so he could see Remus, "What have you been doing all afternoon?"


Lucius raised an eyebrow, "Let me guess, a text book?"


Lucius rolled his eyes and got up, he was well aware of Remus' problem of over studying. He pulled the book out of Remus' hands and then he pulled the young werewolf up with some protest. "You'll have plenty of time to study nearer to your exams."

"But I suck at potions," replied Remus frowning. "I need to study that if I want to go to medical school."

"I can teach you," Lucius kissed him lightly on the lips. "I graduated top of my class in that."

"Are you sure?" asked Remus hopefully.

Lucius nodded, "Yeah, course I'm sure." He kissed Remus again, his arms slipping around the teenager's slim waist. "Surely you could be doing more interesting things for the afternoon."

Remus raised an eyebrow; "It seems you have something in mind."


Within no time at all, Remus found himself underneath Lucius on their bed, completely naked.


"Sorry I'm late!" said Remus as he ran into the changing rooms at the Quidditch Pitch, he had spent all afternoon in bed with Lucius and they had both missed dinner. And now Remus was going to have to be on the receiving end of James' wrath.

James raised an eyebrow, "Where have you been?" His voice was definitely annoyed.

Remus hesitated, but another one of the team members spoke up.

"Sucking up to the teachers for better grades, hm?"

Remus raised an eyebrow, "At least I don't try giving them my autograph for a good grade, and I can get them perfectly well on my own without having to shag a teacher. Do you have that through your thick head now, Lockhart?" He was so annoyed, he had been hearing these comments for days now and most of them were from the students in his own House, not the Slytherins like you would expect. In fact, the Slytherins seemed too afraid to make any comments to him because of Lucius; they were all under the impression he was a Death Eater.

James stepped in before anymore arguments could start, "Okay, let's get out on the pitch and practise."

Before he managed to leave the changing rooms after everyone else Remus felt a hand on his shoulder. "What?"

"What the hell is wrong with you?" questioned James; there was annoyance and concern in his eyes. "And why were you late?"

"Nothing is wrong with me," replied Remus narrowing his eyes slightly. "And as for me being late, I happen to have more important things on my mind than Quidditch okay, James? I don't care if we win or lose, I just play for fun."

Sirius, who hadn't left yet laughed at the expression on James' face, "I've been waiting for someone other than me to say that to him."

Remus stared James down, managing to be intimidating even though he was smaller. "And if that teasing continues, don't expect me to turn up on Saturday." With that he turned on his heel and stormed out of the changing rooms.

Sirius took James' arm gently, "Come on, you're not going to get any practise in if you stand there like a stunned mullet."

James sighed, "I know…but still, I'm not used to him being like that."

Sirius shrugged, "Whatever, let's go." He looked behind him. "James, are you coming?"

"Yeah…" James sighed again and followed his boyfriend out of the changing rooms. The rest of his team were already in the air swooping backwards and forwards across the pitch.

The practise went quite well, Remus caught the snitch about a dozen times in the first ten minutes, it was just too easy for him. Then they had a mini match against Ravenclaw who said they'd help with the practise, and Gryffindor won that match.


Remus wandered slowly down a corridor with his broom on his way back from Quidditch practise, he had heard a few more jibes from the other team members about 'how he must sleep with the Professors to get a good mark'.


Remus stopped and turned around to see none other than Severus Snape rushing towards him. "What?"

Snape skidded to a halt in front of him panting; "I need to talk to you."

Remus raised an eyebrow suspiciously and folded his arms, broom still in hand, "Why?"

Snape caught his breath, "The match on Saturday…the Slytherin team are going to try and kill you."

"What?" Remus wasn't entirely convinced by this, he knew Snape wasn't as bad as the other Slytherins but he had a hard time believing that he wanted to warn him about the other Slytherins.

"You have to believe me," continued Snape hopefully. "They're all trying to become Death Eaters, and they'll get initiated sooner if they make a kill…that and you're dating one of Voldemort's hopeful Death Eaters."

Remus considered Snape suspiciously for a moment or two, "Say I believed you and didn't go to the match, I mean, they'd kill me some other way won't they?"

"Well, yes…" Snape nodded. "You have to believe me."

Remus bit his bottom lip lightly, "Why do you care so much?"

Snape hesitated, "…Truthfully?" Remus nodded so he dragged the werewolf into an empty classroom and closed the door. "Look…as hard as this is for me to say, I don't hate you. I hate your friends but I don't hate you." Remus raised his eyebrows. "I don't want to see you getting hurt over something you couldn't help…liking falling for Lucius."


"But…what if he was right?" Questioned Remus again. "I mean, I don't want to die."

"You're not going to die," replied Lucius, he had been saying this every five or so minutes for about the last hour. "I know these people, they're trying to scare you and they are obviously doing a very good job of it."

Remus sighed and sat back down on the couch, he leaned forward and rested his chin on his hands. "But they might hurt me…"

"Remus," Remus looked to his boyfriend doe eyed. Lucius sighed, "Will it make you feel better if I put the fear of god into them before the match?" Remus nodded. "Okay then. That's sorted."

"Still doesn't stop me from feeling scared though," said Remus biting his bottom lip nervously.

"Come here," Lucius put his book down and held an arm out to Remus. His boyfriend got up and went over to him. He pulled Remus down onto his lap and kissed him lightly on the lips. "You will be fine. I promise."

Remus relaxed into Lucius' arms and put his head on his boyfriend's shoulder; "I'm still scared though. Its not everyday I get death threats and I'm a werewolf."

Lucius gently ran a hand up and down Remus' back and rested his chin on top of Remus' head. "No one's used to getting death threats when they come from a good family."

Remus nuzzled Lucius' neck; he understood what his boyfriend was saying without him actually saying it. "I love you."

Lucius smiled, "I love you, too."


"And James Potter scores another goal for Gryffindor!"

The Gryffindor, Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw parts of the Quidditch Pitch cheered loudly as James took their points up once again.

"Seventy – forty to Gryffindor!"

Lucius, from his place in one of the teachers' stands, tried to look as annoyed as he could about Slytherin's obvious loss but in all honesty he couldn't care less. He was following Remus with his eyes, though he was certain he had scared the Slytherins enough so that they wouldn't hurt the young werewolf he was still a little unsure. He really didn't want his boyfriend to get hurt.

"Remus Lupin appears to have seen the snitch! …The race is on…I can't see them anymore they appear to have gone down the side of the pitch!"

Everyone was trying to look over the sides of their stands to see the two Seekers chase after the snitch. A blur of red and green suddenly shot back up above the pitch and the Seekers were still chasing after the little golden ball.

"What's this? There's a rogue bludger out there!"

Lucius followed the bludger with nervous grey eyes; he became very worried when he saw where it was heading.

"Its heading straight for Lupin!"

Remus only just heard the warning about the bludger as he caught the snitch, but it was too late.

Lucius was clutching the edge of the wooden seat he was on as he saw the bludger hit Remus right in the head. "Shit!" He got up and ran down the steps of the stand and to the pitch. Both Dumbledore and McGonagall were following.

Remus was extremely shocked when he felt the bludger hit him in the head, at first he had no reaction but then he just fell off his broom.

James and Sirius both started chasing after Remus' unconscious form as their friend fell off his broom. But they were too late; Sirius nearly crashed into James as his boyfriend stopped mid flight when Remus hit the ground.

"Oh no…"

They watched in shock as Lucius, Dumbledore and McGonagall ran out across the pitch now closely followed by Madame Pomfrey.


"Will he wake up?" questioned Lucius about two hours later. He had been told what injuries Remus had suffered from his collision with the bludger and his big fall and it wasn't pretty.

Poppy frowned, "He should-"

"Should?" repeated Lucius in worry. "You mean he might not?! Can't you do anything?!"

"Lucius, calm down," said Albus as he re-entered the Infirmary followed by two very concerned raven-haired boys. "I have informed Remus' mother of what has happened. Now, do any of you know how this happened?"

"It was the Slytherins,"growled Sirius, "I know it was."

McGonagall sighed, "That is enough Black. You have been blaming them since it happened."

"He's right," said Lucius as he sat down in a chair beside Remus' bed. He noticed he had everyone's attention, mainly because he had agreed with Sirius Black. "…Snape warned him about their plan last night and I told him not to believe it."

"Why the hell would you do that?!" exclaimed James irritably.

Lucius narrowed his eyes at the Gryffindor Captain and Head Boy, "Have you ever known them to follow through on a plan?" Sirius and James both shook their heads. "Exactly. I thought they were bluffing to scare him, they made pretty good on the 'scaring' part."

Dumbledore nodded in thought, "Do you have any idea which Slytherins in particular did this?"

Lucius shook his head, "No, but it wasn't Snape."



A/N: Long time no update, right?

Next Chapter: Two weeks later. Remus finally wakes up with one of his many injuries still causing agony… What else would you, the reviewers, like to see happen?