Title: Falling from high
Author: wendeleen
Beta: ronspigwidgeon
Pairing: Harry/Draco, Blaise/Ron, Snape/Lupin/Sirius
Thematic round four: Prompt 135
Rating: R
Warning: Hints of non-con, BDSM, language
Summary: The Slytherin country is in danger. They are suspicious of the neighbouring country which has ally themselves with an enemy country. The High Priest is appointed as the ambassador to make peace with a powerful country: Gryffindor. When he arrived there, the Gryffindor King requested the High Priest in return of his soldiers. Will the High Priest agree to this condition?
Disclaimer: The characters belong to JKR and Co.
AN: To whomever had reviewed this story before, plz don't be offended to find them missing. I had to delete the story first before it would let me edit the story. I assure you that any reviews are precious.(!-!)
Prologue
Slytherin was in chaos and our people were dying. Our lands were sparse of food and water. The
economy was failing and our monarchy and the people within it were mostly corrupted. Treachery could
be found everywhere, and no one could be trusted. Only a week before the ambassador was found
dead in his own bed. The body was mutilated beyond recognition and it was only because of the
tremendous fat on the body ─ which could only have been achieved by the ambassador ─ that they
knew who the body belonged to. A great darkness spread in and around our country. The neighbouring
country decided to ally themselves with a great enemy of ours. We were in grave danger of being
attacked at any moment. Our people were frightened and there were many complaints about small
groups of people fighting in the towns.
Our country was in dire need of help. The King decided to ally us with the most feared and respected
country: Gryffindor. But, at that moment, we had yet to find a new ambassador to make peace with
Gryffindor, someone that was trustworthy and reliable. Someone the people could depend upon not to
abandon and betray them in times of urgency.
That was why I was chosen as an ambassador. Apparently, someone had told the king that a priest
would be suitable for the job. We were considered the most faithful servants of the country. Every time
someone became a priest, they were given a few difficult tasks to determine how worthy that person
was and if you passed all the tasks you would then give your oath to the High Priest in front of everyone
in the country. I passed the challenge when I was 16 years old and had sworn the oath to protect the
country from danger.
Five years later, the previous High Priest died and I was appointed as the next High Priest. I was the
youngest of the contestants; in fact, I was the youngest High Priest in history. Many were dissatisfied,
but the previous High Priest had decided in his will and no one could change that fact without
disrespecting his decision.
A few months after the ceremony that elevated me to the High Priest, the ambassador died and a new
one was to be chosen. The King decided that I was the most suitable of all the other contenders as I
had a very good reputation and was the most loyal amongst all of them.
A week after being appointed as the ambassador, I had packed and was ready to leave. I prayed to
The Mighty One to protect the country during my absence. I prayed that the king would be safe and
healthy and that he would not be devoured by greed and corruption. I prayed that the king would
continue to be brave and pure-hearted. The time came for my journey to Gryffindor, everything was
prepared and they were waiting for me. I rose from my kneeling position, walked towards the carriage,
and went in. A group of people were waiting outside for the High Priest to bless them. The carriage
started moving. I prayed to The Mighty One for safe journey.
AN: Huge thanks to ronspigwidgeon -
