Title: Reclaim
Author: Batsutousai
Beta: betaed by me, because I'm tired of bugging people to beta for me. T.T
Pairings: Harry/Tom(Voldemort), Salazar/Godric, Rowena/Helga, Sirius/Remus, Gin/Ted, Herm/?
Warnings: This will have graphic slash, not-so-graphic femslash, and not-so-graphic het, war, torture, BD
Summary: Sequel to Abandon!
In love with the man he's expected to kill and member of the esteemed Order of the Phoenix, Harry Potter must fight in a war in which he is divided. Can he lead his world to peace?
Disclaim Her: Heehee. Kinky!Tom! XD
Key:
Mind-speak
:Parseltongue:
'Written thoughts'
°°Phoenix speech°°
A/N: I was cackling insanely every time I read you guys whining about the cliffie. To make you all feel better, I have provided a lemon this chapter.(Okay, mostly I wrote it because I was horny, but we can pretend it was an apology of sorts... XD)
And I do love you all. -hugs and kisses and offers cookies-
Smut is cut out of this chapter, which can be found on LiveJournal (batsutousai. livejournal. com (slash) 16144. html) or Dreamwidth (batsutousai. dreamwidth. com (slash) 14794. html). You can also find the full fic, with all the smut, on Archive of Our Own, same username as here.
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Chapter 7
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"Lucius!" Sirius shouted, running down the stairs of the manor. He'd left Remus to watch over Harry, who, it appeared, was suffering from the Cruciatus Curse that had been cast on his lover. Neither of the Marauders had been pleased to find that Herm's thoughts on casting an Unforgivable on one affected the other were correct.
Lucius poked his head from his office, sneering at the Animagus. "What do you want, Black?"
Sirius drew to a halt before the man. "Aurors have Tom and they've got him under Cruciatus," he hissed sharply, eyes dancing with concern.
Lucius let out a hiss. "Harry?"
"It's affecting him, too," Sirius murmured.
Lucius' lips drew back into a snarl. "Damned Ministry. WORMTAIL!"
Sirius bowed his head to the Death Eater's second. "I'll leave, then."
"Wait." Lucius gave Sirius an appraising look. "The less people that come, the better."
"And the more people that Tom trust among those, the better," Sirius whispered in understanding, grey eyes dancing in quick thought. "Yes. Let me go grab Remus' robe and mask."
"Perfect. Be back here in five minutes."
"Understood."
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Tom let out a hacking cough as the curse was lifted, offering his tormentors a dangerous look. "I dare you to cast that again," he spat triumphantly. He hadn't screamed the past four times they'd cast it, and he didn't plan to. The fact that he was still able to hold himself upright was rather amazing, actually, and his tormentors were starting to appear concerned.
Before any of the men could speak the door to the cell slammed open and three figures cloaked in black entered. "I do believe you have something that belongs to us, gentlemen," Lucius purred in a voice that most would be hard-pressed to tie to him.
"In fact, we'd like him back," Rodolphus agreed.
Three wands lifted, each pointed at one of the three torturers. "Avada Kedavra."
"Way to keep my allegiances a secret," Tom snorted, standing carefully.
"I would have loved to leave you here, your Lordship, but hearing Harry scream because there are people torturing you is unacceptable," Sirius sneered.
Tom felt his heart jump into his throat. "Harry?" he whispered, teal eyes frozen with fear.
Lucius swept forward and held out the Dark Lord's wand. "We will return to the receiving room directly."
"Get out of here and check on Harry," Sirius agreed gruffly.
Tom nodded sharply and broke the Ministry wards so he could Apparate back home without a second thought.
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"Tom! You're okay!" Harry called as the door to the bedroom creaked open.
Remus smiled tiredly from where he sat next to Harry's bed. "It's good to see you again."
The Dark Lord slipped into the room. "Are you okay, love? Black said you-"
"Felt the Cruciatus Curse as well, yes." Harry nodded tiredly. "Remus already gave me a potion for it. I'll be fine."
Tom let out a sigh of relief and settled on the edge of the bed next to his lover. "Thank Merlin."
Harry immediately attached himself to Tom by way of a hug. "I'm not going back to Hogwarts."
"What?" Tom's eyes widened even as he tightened his hug around the young man.
"I refuse to go back to Albus after this," Harry hissed, his fury dancing through his words. "Remus and Sirius will also be remaining. Gin promised to continue gathering Juniors at Hogwarts with Luna's and Severus' help."
The Dark Lord closed his eyes sadly. "I suppose this is a good thing."
"Of course it's a good thing," Harry laughed dully. "We can start the war up properly."
"Albus has gone too far," Remus whispered. "Sending you to the Ministry was a step in the wrong direction."
"He's had his warnings," Harry hissed. "It's time we proved exactly how poorly he's acted."
"What do you have in mind?" Tom inquired, twisting so he could meet the chilled green gaze.
"Fudge has been in office too long. What says we finish him off?"
The Dark Lord's eyes danced with a dangerous fire. "I love the way your mind thinks."
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The Juniors filled into the room warily, all giving their two leaders - who were busy hissing to each other in a corner - strange looks.
Once everyone had slipped into the small circle, Harry spun and looked around, using his cane from Lucius to keep his balance. "My dear friends, how many of you would like to help me rid our world of an idiot?" the young Dark Wizard inquired coldly.
"Care to say that again without the riddle?" Parvati inquired dryly.
"Harry's decided he wants to deal with Fudge," Voldemort offered, scarlet eyes dancing madly.
"I kinda told Albus my colours when he sent Tom to the Ministry." Harry shrugged. "I just want to make certain he's aware of how badly he's fucked up."
"I'm coming!" Padma and Parvati chorused, gazes hard.
"We are, as well," Gregory Goyle and Vincent Crabbe agreed, sneering.
"I will also come," Seam declared, stepping up next to Padma.
The two leaders traded smirks. "Perfect," Harry said, turning back to them. "Put on your masks and pull up your hoods. Everyone else, return to your homes. Molly, Arthur, Ted, Dray, 'Bini, expect a call from Albus within the hour."
"Understood," the five agreed.
"Make it difficult for him," Harry suggested, eyes filled with cold anger. "But don't compromise yourselves. We'll need you five, Fred and George more than ever now." The dark-haired man nodded. "Dismissed."
The room filled with "crack"s as the ones who hadn't agreed to stay Apparated away. Those that stayed closed in their circle around their two leaders. "When do we attack?" Seam asked.
"Immediately," Harry replied. "Tom will remain here, helping me with their wards. We'll be breaking through directly in front of Fudge's office. Don't give them any time to think, just stun everyone. The only one I want dead is Fudge. We'll have to move quickly, though. The alarms will go off and we'll no doubt have an Auror group on our tails in no time."
"Don't bother trying to fight with the Aurors," the Dark Lord added. "Harry says that Mad-Eye Moody's been re-teaching the whole force things since the beginning of the last school year. The only one I'd trust against them right now is Harry, and he will be teaching you all tricks, now that he doesn't have to teach at Hogwarts."
"Exactly," Harry agreed. "Now, masks on and circle. I'm Apparating us in, you'll be Apparating yourselves out. Don't get caught, move quickly, use the portkeys you've all been supplied with if you absolutely have to."
"Understood, Lord," the five agreed as one, joining hands.
Harry's eyes gleamed dangerously in the muted fire of the meeting room. "To victory, then. Apparatus Omnes!"
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The members of the Minister's office didn't even have the time to blink as the six cloaked figures appeared out of nowhere and quickly cast a series of stunners. The leader of the group of obvious Death Eaters - who appeared to be Harry Potter - stepped up to the Minister's office and blasted the door open, smiling coldly.
"Who-!"
"Hello, Minister Fudge," Harry offered in a chilled tone as he slipped into the room, leaning slightly on his cane. "Such a pleasure to see you again."
"H-Harry P-P-Potter?!" Cornelius Fudge stuttered, standing and pointing his wand shakily at the Dark Wizard standing before him.
"Accio," Harry breathed, deftly catching and snapping the Minister's wand. "Voldemort and I have decided that you have served your purpose, Minister. Next time you have wizards like Ronald and Percy Weasley in here, pointing accusing fingers at me, perhaps you'll listen. Not that you'll have another chance, of course."
"Master Potter!" Vin shouted.
"Go!" Harry called back, turning his wand on the shaking Minister. "Avada Kedavra." He sneered, then spun as the man fell to the ground, dead.
When Harry stepped out of the office, he found that Parvati and Padma had been cornered by some of the Minister's staff, who'd been awakened by the Aurors who'd come through. His presence, however, made everyone freeze. The Dark Wizard nodded to his two Juniors, smirking as they disappeared by use of their portkeys. "I hope you don't mind, ladies and gentlemen, but I thought it was time some incompetence was dealt with," the green-eyed man offered airily.
"Harry!" a woman's voice called.
Harry smiled at his once-friend among the Aurors. "Tonks. Send a message to Albus for me, would you? Tell him that he's been given enough warning to last him a lifetime and now he shall pay the price." He bowed, then hissed, :Voldie,: and was gone.
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"That was fun!" Harry declared, stepping into the receiving room.
"You're insane," Seam moaned, giving his friend an annoyed look.
"I second that!" Padma called from where she sat with her twin on one of the couches.
"Too much Cruciatus has addled your brain," Sirius offered from where he stood with Tom, looking over some papers on one of the tables.
"Perhaps," Harry agreed, then looked over his small group with a sharp gaze. "Everyone okay?"
"Parvati got hit with a mild Slashing Curse, but otherwise we're all fine," Padma offered.
Harry nodded and stepped up to the witch who'd been hit. "Parvati?"
Parvati smiled up at Harry. "Sirius fixed it."
Harry nodded. "Good. Thank you, Siri."
Sirius shrugged. "Least I can do. It's not like I have any other use while in this house."
"You could always take my Mark," Tom offered slyly.
"Not a chance in Hell, you fucker," Sirius retorted, much to the amusement of those watching.
"It's a pity you weren't taught proper manners as a child, Black," the Dark Lord sneered.
"Would you two please act your ages for once?" Harry asked dryly, tossing himself into an unoccupied chair.
"Nope," the two men chorused, then glared at one another.
Harry rolled his eyes. "Merlin help me, I'm surrounded by children!"
Everyone laughed.
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"Wakey-wakey!" Sirius called, stepping into the bedroom of the Dark Lord and Harry.
"Mornin', Siri," Harry yawned, opening his eyes with a smile.
Sirius' eyes glinted. "You two did the naughty last night, didn't you? I'm going to go tell Poppy."
A pillow slammed into the Marauder's face and when he looked around it, he found himself faced with an annoyed-looking Dark Lord and a laughing Harry. "Mutt, stay out of my room," Tom grumbled before turning his back to the Animagus and snuggling back under the covers.
Harry fell off the bed, howling with laughter at the astonished look on his godfather's face.
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The Great Hall was loud as ever. Students were racing to eat some food before their first class of the day at all four House tables. The teachers also ate quickly, though not because of their impending classes, but because of the dark cloud that seemed to be following the esteemed Headmaster around.
The sound of wings warned all that the morning post was coming in before anyone saw the mass of owls. It was this mass of owls that explained the Headmaster's mood, and students and teachers all over froze with shock at the article on the front page.
'Harry Potter, Death Eater'
Are the rumours about the Boy-Who-Lived true after all?
'Yesterday a shock hit the Wizarding World. A shock in the form of one
Harry Potter, when the boy saviour stormed the Ministry of Magic with
some black-cloaked, white-masked individuals that looked frighteningly
like Death Eaters. While Potter's cohorts kept Ministry-workers busy,
Potter himself went in to the office of Cornelius Fudge, our esteemed
Minister of Magic, and cursed him death with the Unforgivable Killing
Curse, a favourite of He-Who-Must-Not -Be-Named and his followers.
Running out to meet on-coming Aurors, Potter paused long enough to
offer a few words to Nymphadora Tonks - an Auror and member of the
Order of the Phoenix - to pass on to Albus Dumbledore - head of the
Order and Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft of Wizardry -
about warnings of some sort that Dumbledore had received, before tak-
ing a hidden portkey from the scene and leaving the shocked Aurors to
clean up the mess that had been caused.'
Gin stared at the paper in blind shock. She hadn't expected such a bold move by her brother. This made his allegiances quite clear, and now she'd have to play along. Why couldn't it all be easy? Gin stood slowly, still staring at the paper for a long moment, before spinning and fleeing from the Great Hall, a betrayed look on her face.
Herm wasn't taking things much better. She had paled drastically and was so shocked she hadn't noticed Gal's pitiful cries as he begged for more food. Poppy, sitting next to Herm and in the process of feeding Gerda, had to nudge the younger witch a few times before she returned to the real world and pulled together an appropriate response.
"How could he?" Herm asked brokenly, eyes filling with tears. "How could he betray us like that?"
Poppy slipped one arm around the other's shoulders and hugged her. "I don't know, Hermione."
Down the table, Severus was glaring at the paper furiously. Leave it to Potter to pull something this sudden. He wasn't anywhere near steady enough to risk his health on a raid!
Ula was finding comfort in her friends, sobbing openly at the betrayal of her surrogate brother. "Why?" She whispered to her friends, and found herself faced with nothing but silence.
Luna was seated in the middle of the Ravenclaw Table, staring dumbly at the paper. This was not the way she'd expected for the Wizarding World to learn of Harry's true colours. Something must have truly pissed her friend off for him to go and murder the Minister of Magic. Not that she blamed him, of course. The Minister was a two-faced fool who would sell his soul to the highest bidder. They didn't need such a weak man in office.
Albus was staring at the paper grimly, eyes caught on the picture of the darkly cloaked young man stepping from Fudge's office and giving his people a chance to get away before leaving himself. Tonks had delivered the message of the Boy-Who-Lived to him right after the attack, making him the first to know who didn't work inside the Ministry.
Harry's words haunted him still, You were given enough warnings, and now you will pay the price.
Albus feared this price.
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Harry glanced up from the paper work he'd set to doing in the office that Tom had provided him with during his stay over the summer when Hedwig flew through the open window and settled lightly on his shoulder. She nipped his ear, hard, once she was steady.
"Ow! Hedwig!" Harry gave his owl an affronted look. "What was that for?"
In response, Hedwig stuck out her leg, which had a letter attached. Harry scowled, but took the letter off and opened it. Hedwig made herself comfortable on her human's shoulder, preening her feathers.
Harry rolled his eyes at the bird of prey's attitude and glanced down at the letter:
'Harry James Potter! What were you thinking?! The least you could have done is forewarn us about your little surprise attack! And what were you thinking, going on a raid in your condition?!
'Write back soon, dearest brother. We need to discuss some things and I'd like to smack you a couple times.
'Gin'
Harry gulped. If Gin's reaction is anything to go by, I think I need to stay away from Hogwarts for a while...
Something wrong? Tom's mental voice broke through Harry's thoughts.
Er... Gin sent me a nasty letter with Hedwig. Nothing special, Harry replied dryly.
Tom chuckled. I take it she's not happy with you for not warning them all ahead of time about the attack?
That and the fact that I was on a raid at all. Harry rolled his eyes. I mean, really! I can take of myself!
Tom coughed.
Shut up, bastard.
Tom laughed. I'm sorry, love, but after this last little illness you had fun with, I don't think any of us will be trusting you to take care of yourself for quite some time.
Argh! Then why isn't Gin yelling at you?!
Because Hedwig was the only owl she trusted to get the letter to us and she was more angry at you?
Posh. Harry scowled at the letter, then pulled out a new piece of parchment and a quill.
'Dearest Gin,
'I apologize for not having told you ahead of time about the attack, but it was decided a bit last minute. There are things that you are not aware of that happened two days ago that caused this. Let me merely say that I lost my temper at the Ministry for torturing accused Death Eaters.
'As for my going on the raid, yell at Tom too, he agreed to it. In fact, I think Remus was the only one who complained, but Lucius, Tom, Siri, and I somewhat over-ruled him.
'The meeting is probably a good idea, as long as there is no smacking. Let's give some time for things to even out over there a little and you and Luna to recruit a few people for me to meet. How about October fourth? I will come in disguise to the DA meeting and we can call our own meeting in Godric's room while the Order meets above us in Albus' office. That will keep Albus busy, at any rate, and the teachers will be less likely to be hunting down stray brats.
'Harry'
Harry read over his letter once more before nodding and offering it to Hedwig. "Take that to Gin and please be discrete."
Hedwig offered him an affronted hoot before taking the letter and flying back out the window.
Harry rubbed tiredly at the bridge of his nose and sighed.
If you're tired, go to bed, Tom murmured in Harry's mind.
I'm not ti-
Harry, go to bed.
Harry rolled his eyes and stood slowly, leaning on his cane a bit. I'm going. I'm going. Geeze.
Tom's soft mental chuckle followed him all the way to their room.
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A/N: Yes. It's short. Again. Shut it. All of you.
I'm getting period happy. XD
It's hard to beta in class. I was trying not to laugh, since I was supposed to be taking notes on mental illnesses. -ashamed look- Teaches me not to play with chapters in Psych, eh?
~Bats ^.^x
