AN: Sorry for the lack of updates. My muse took a hike the past week, and I just found it again. Just a note, this story is AU (because of the Percy/Kingsley pairing and the created character backstories) and non-canon. I am aware that, in canon, the Weasley family, especially Arthur and Molly, probably wouldn't act like they do in this story. Some characters will be OOC. I have also created backstories for characters, and those stories directly contradict canon or create it when we know little about a character's history. I have mangled dates, events, etc. as well.
By the way, I don't own anything that is owned by anyone else, and I make no money off this.
Percy simply stared at him, too shocked to do anything else. "Lucius Malfoy," he repeated when he could find his voice. "You mean the Lucius Malfoy…the Dark Lord's right hand, father of Draco Malfoy who was also a Death Eater."
Kingsley sighed. "There's only one Lucius Malfoy, and you know exactly who he is."
Percy leaned back against the couch, shaking his head in disbelief. "No, I don't think I do since you are acting as if there's more to him than I know." He fixed his blue eyes on Kingsley's brown ones. "Now that I think of it, you pushed hard for that full pardon the Malfoy family got, even to restoring Lucius to his former position in the Ministry." His blue eyes turned shrewd. "I think you'd better tell me everything."
Kingsley nodded, eyes going distant as he considered what to say. "While I don't think well of some of the choices Lucius has made and the actions he has taken, I could no more turn my back on him than I could stop breathing. Not after what his father did for mine, not after what he did for me."
Percy said nothing, listening in captivated silence as Kingsley continued. "After my father lost my mother and sister, he found himself raising a ten-year old son alone. He had no idea what he was doing. As it happened, there was another pure blood father in the same situation, Abraxas Malfoy. Lucius's mother had died of dragon pox when her son was five, and Abraxas had been raising Lucius alone ever since. Though my family and the Malfoy family did not usually run in the same social circle, Abraxas attended the joint funeral of my mother and sister. He brought Lucius and, oddly enough, Severus Snape, with him. Afterward, he extended an offer of assistance to my father."
The younger man's eyes widened. "And your father accepted?"
Kingsley looked amusedly at him. "Yes, of course he did. Do you really think my father was that stupid? My family was pure blood, but we had never dreamt of the chance to reach the standing of the Malfoy family. Abraxas Malfoy offered the chance to have that. Percy, you may not approve of it, but I'm not going to lie to you and pretend that my family hasn't been stereotypically pure blood on occasion."
Percy shook his head. "It doesn't bother me as much as I thought it would. I was just thinking of where my own family might be today if my father had been willing to play the pure blood games."
Kingsley eyed him thoughtfully before continuing. "Neither my father nor Abraxas had expected their alliance to become friendship. They had certainly not expected to become lovers either, but that's what happened."
Percy gasped as he looked at the older man. "Your father and Abraxas Malfoy were lovers?"
Kingsley smiled at Percy's discomfiture. "Yes, they were. Why does that surprise you so much?" His smile slipped as he guessed the truth. "Your parents aren't particularly keen on same-sex couples, are they?"
"Why do you think my brother Charlie comes home so rarely? And why he lets my parents think he's single? He has a partner in Romania, but he's chosen to spare my parents and not bring it up. He doesn't want to lose my parents' love." Percy bit his bottom lip, thinking of his own growing feelings for the man in front of him, feelings that he was fighting for precisely that reason, among others.
Kingsley chose to look away from Percy and allow him to regain his composure as he continued his story. "In answer to the question I know you are too polite to ask, I never had that sort of relationship with Lucius Malfoy. We were as close as brothers though. When we were teenagers, he and I performed the sibling bonding ritual. From that moment on, magic recognized us as brothers. And we still are, even now."
"What about Severus Snape?" Percy asked curiously.
Kingsley chuckled. "Him, too. You know, Abraxas and my father practically raised him, at least as much as they could. They knew what his muggle father was like. The boy had a dreadful home life, and Lucius and I closed ranks as much as we could to protect him. Even after I was sorted into Ravenclaw, I spent so much time with the Slytherins that I was thought of as an honorary snake." He paused, seeing the unspoken question on Percy's face. "I never crossed that line with Lucius, Percy. But yes, Severus Snape did. Frankly, I was happy for them. They needed each other, especially Severus after the Lily debacle. Thank Merlin both Severus and Lucius were inclined in both directions, and the whole arrangement turned Narcissa on."
Percy found himself shocked once again. "The three of them…you're kidding me!"
Kingsley laughed outright. "Merlin, but you are so innocent! Your parents have apparently left you ignorant of how accepting the wizarding world actually can be." He eyed the younger man fondly. "Sometime, I'll have to give you details about just who in our world is engaged in those kinds of relationships. The people might surprise you."
Percy held up a hand. "Not tonight, I think. You've shocked me enough for one conversation." He sighed and when he spoke again, his voice had a sarcastic edge. "Would it be clichéd for me to say I think I never knew you before? At this rate, the next thing you will say will be that you've asked Lucius Malfoy to tutor me in dark magic!"
Kingsley was silent and only stared at him as Percy found himself shifting uncomfortably under the serious brown gaze.
Abruptly, Percy realized just what Kingsley's lack of response meant. His face went white.
"Oh Merlin, you have, haven't you?"
Kingsley sighed. "Percy, I think you and I still have a few things to discuss."
Percy swallowed hard, reaching blindly for his glass. "And I think I'm going to need another drink."