Here's chapter Ten! :)) 62 followers! :) that's awesome! Well , to me it is. So I want to take the time to type my thanks to all you awesome readers! Thanks for sticking with this fiction!
There will be mentions of rape in this chapter. I DO NOT condone rape, just for the record peoples.
Third Person Pov
The infirmary was silent. All were processing the information Lucius just said. James began to stir, causing the attention to instantly turn to him. Lucius was on one side of the bed while Harry was on the other clutching James' hand next to the anxious Lord.
"H-Harry? Is that you son?
" Yes dad, its me", Harry said, voice thick with emotion.
" Where am I?"
"You're in Malfoy Man-"
"Where's Lucius and Cissa?!" James interrupted excitedly, trying to frantically find the couple.
" James I am right here", Lucius said with an amused expression. James bodily launched himself at Lucius and started kissing him while trying to apologize. " Lucius!". Kiss. " I'm so". Kiss. Sorry!" Kiss. " It was the potion!" James wailed as he started to cry. Harry looked wide-eyed at the scene with a ' WTF expression' while Tom was stifling chuckles. Narcissa then helped James back onto his bed while scolding him. " James you have nothing to apologize for! We knew it was potions the second you joined the Order. You , like all Potters, were extremely neutral". Harry conjured chairs and said with a raised eyebrow" Lucius, you, and my dad are...together?"
Lucius and Narcissa sat down at began the story. " The Potters are a pureblooded, Ancient and Noble family, as you know. Pure-bloods often arrange playdates for their young children so they may make connected friendships and meet their contracted bride or groom. James,Sirius, and I met at one of these playdates and became stuck together like glue. Believe it or not, but James was the first Potter in Slytherin. Our houses cemented our friendship further". Harry commented on this. " Why did Dumbledore and Hagrid tell me my parents were Gryffindors, when my father was not?" Tom interrupted this time. " Your mother was a Gryffindor, but Harry, I remember you were the little James Potter clone and always seemed to like your father more than your mother. You would've followed in his footsteps. And you hero-worshipped Dumbledore enough to never check to Hogwarts records yourself." Tom finished, sending Harry a look. Harry scowled at the truth of the statement, whatever Dumbledore said used to be gold to him. Narcissa continued the story. " Sirius only joined Gryffindor to spite his parents, Bella told me Walburga wanted to set up a contract to a second cousin of his who was in fourth year at the time". Expressions of disgust were mimicked across the room. That was too close for comfort. " Sirius became a deatheater and was a spy for the Dark Lord, when you were born - not knowing James was in a relationship with us and truly believing he married Lily- he became neutral Sirius noticed how attached you were to the light he also sided with you. " What about Lupin? How'd this triad - relationship start anyway?" Harry asked. " Both James and I were in love with Narcissa, while she was rightfully mine because of the marriage contract, we both did not want conflict in our friendship and decided to ask her who she desired more. If she loved James I would have canceled our contract." Narcissa toke over. " But I favored them both equally, so we came to an agreement, we'd share each other." Lucius continued. " But I'm guessing Dumbledore found out, by who we don't know, but the next time we saw James he was packing, ranting about dirty deatheaters and he's finally going to marry Lily after seven years of chasing her". James started up this time in a raspy voice. " Liquid imperious. I knew what I was doing, but couldn't control anything. Trapped in my own body. My will is too strong for the regular imperious curse". Tom finished with, " When I went to Godric's Hollow that night I knew of James' condition, and I still retained slivers of sanity- even in wrath form I had flashes of sanity. I stunned James and continued towards the stairs..you know the rest." Tom finished with annoyed look. Probably annoyed a baby defeated him. " The curse rebounded?!" James questioned with astonishment. " Yes, I was defeated by a baby". Came the dry reply. James looked around for his wand , grabbing it he raised an eyebrow at Tom. " May I?" Knowing James wouldn't dare attack him in his state nodded. "Coniux" the words Harrison James Potter hovered over his head. " My son is your soul mate" James whispered.
Tom: Unbearably smug, so smug he actually smiled
James: Looking ill
Narcissa and Lucius: Equally schooled expressions
Harry: His left eye was twitching. Unable to take the silence anymore Harry finally mentioned the topic that had everyone's magic spike.
" Why were you in a closest and why did Remus rape you". Tom answered for James, who closed his eyes and leaned into Lucius. "The first question will be probably be in your memories ( Tom summoned the pensieve) lets look at what really happen that night and in the grave yard. Lucius helped James walk to the pensieve and everyone dove in.
Pensieve memory
Godric's Hollow
" Lily take Harry and run! He's here!"
" Move Potter I do not wish to harm you". The Dark Lord said from under his hood.
" Over my dead body!"
" Unfortunately, that will not be happening. Stupefacio". A green bolt came and struck James in the chest rendering him unconscious.
The Dark Lord began traveling up the stairs. Lily was cowering in the corner. " You won't even protect your baby, girl?" The Dark lord asked disgustedly, the scene reminding him of his mother's weak will.
" I- I'm not in your way. J-Just kill him. The Headmaster promised to protect me." Lily finished the last part a bit more loudly.
" Well Dumbledore isn't here now is he girl?"
"Avada Kedavra." Lily Potter's body fell to the ground with a thump, eyes widened in horror. The Dark Lord turned to the crib to observe the baby, who was in turn began observing The Dark Lord with those doe-like piercing green eyes. He fought the urge too shift uncomfortably .Getting the strange feeling the boy knew what he had done and was fine with it- grateful even. Pointing his wavering wand at the boy the Dark Lord the curse that almost sealed his fate. " Avada Kedavra." To his astonishment the curse rebounded off the boy's forehead. The Dark Lord moved...and was just fast enough to dodge the rebounded curse. Looking at the boy in wonder the Dark Lord began to draw closer. Becoming even more surprised, if possible, when the boy reached his arms out in the universal sign signalling ' Pick me up now'. Walking down the stairs with baby Harry ,the Dark Lord witnessed James Potter yelling at a calm Albus Dumbledore.
" You asshole! You drugged me to have sex with that stalking bint! The only gain was Harry!"
" You see my boy, I needed a prophecy-child to lure Tom, and you belong with the Light. Stupefy. Remus will thank me for you. Ah the conflicts of young love."
"Albus. You've become ssoo dessparate, to result to mind control? On MY FOLLOWERS?!"
" Ah but James was never your follower Tom. He just needed a push in the right direction. The light must win for the greater good." Suddenly little baby Harry un-snuggled from Tom and pierced Albus with a baby death glare. Actually making the headmaster fidget. The fight began.
Ten minutes later, with curses back and forth, Tom was beginning to find the battle more and more difficult as Albus started to aim for baby Harry. Tom dodged another curse but wasn't ready for the Avada Kedavra that was aimed at Harry. Taking one look at the boy, and remembering his horcrux's, Thomas Marvolo Riddle Jr. turned inward, taking the curse in the back. Disintegrating with a scream of fury at Albus Dumbledore. Harry began crying, crying even louder when Dumbledore picked him up. " Hush now my boy, everything will be fine. Oblivate." Levitating James Dumbledore exited the house. Not even going to retrieve Lily's body.
Grave Yard Scene
" Cedric where are we?"
" I don't know Harry but stay close to me." Both boys then heard a raspy voice.
"Rid of the sspare". Cedric was too shocked to react when a rat stubby man pointed his wand and said " Stupefy." Cedric hit the ground, eyes closed. Worm-tail stunned Harry and levitated him to a tombstone and casted Incarcerous. The ritual began.
" Bone of your father, unknowingly given, you will renew your son! The cauldron began to bubble
Flesh of the servant, willing sacrificed, you will revive your master.
Blood of the unknown, unknowingly given, you will resurrect your foe!"
Worm-Tail dumped the fetus-like person into the cauldron. Harry began to stir right as Voldemort emerged naked as the day he was born with a human body! Harry looked wide-eyed at the gorgeous body, but looked away when those piercing eyes turned to him. Harry messed the way the Dark Lord's eyes swept the boy's body. Suddenly James' shouted indignantly. " Urgh you pedophile, old man! Checking out my fourteen year old son!" Tom looked away from Harry's raised-eyebrow stare. " In my defense the boy was - and still is fascinating." Tom muttered edging away from James' murderous stare. The occupants viewing the memory soon found out why.
" Harry...Potter" Voldemort said as he exited the cauldron
" Put on some got damn clothes Voldemort!" Harry retorted, beginning to look into Voldemort's eyes, refusing to look elsewhere. Casting an amused glance Voldemort bent down, still looking at Harry - " You kinky bastard" James' voice echoed- plucked a blade of grass from the ground and transfigured it into a robe. " Worm-Tail come here. Now." Worm-Tail scuttled over to Voldemort and beared his stump of an arm causing Harry to look at it and laugh loudly. Sending another glance towards Harry's direction, Voldemort said " I require your other arm, Worm-Tail". Voldemort then called his deatheaters.
" My loyal servants, I find myself dissappointed. Fourteen years I was gone, and none of you searched. Content to live in your cushy lives."
"M-milord I found you". Wormtail stuttered.
" Out of FEAR you cowardly scum". Worm-Tail cowered as Voldemort spat towards him while casting the crucio.
" Master please forgive us!" One deatheater launched himself at the Dark Lord's feet.
" Get up. Lord Voldemort does not forget...he does forgive, within time my deatheaters." Their attention was turned back to Harry who was muttering in Parsletongue.
~ Who the fuck speaks in third person like that?~
~ If I escape, whoever's in charge of security is getting their arse kicked~ Voldemort interrupted the mutters with a small snort , slightly surprised at the boy's show of parseltongue, but no matter.
" Ah Harry! I would introduce you, but I hear you're more famous than me these days! Now let's see what you've learned at your time in Hogwarts". The Dark lord released Harry and the deatheaters formed a semi-circle around him. Harry looked at the Dark Lord like he was stupid and yelled, " Why would I want to duel against you old man? You can expelliamus my arse with your hands tied!" Two deatheaters did not appreciate the insult to their Lord's age and attacked. Harry noticed them from the corner of his narrowed eyes. Well, Voldemort was about to lose two deatheaters.
The deatheaters simaltainously shot a crucio at the boy. Everyone was riveted, ignoring James' cries of outrage. Harry back-flipped over the curses and watched as it hit two more deatheaters. Landing he began his escape. Running behind tombstones Harry began to shot curse after curse at the deatheaters. Suddenly Cedric began to stir. One deatheater noticed this and began the incantation for ann AK. And suddenly Harry was there. Skidding to a stop behind the offending deatheater. Murder in his eyes. Withdrawing a silvery moon knife Sirius gave him for his last birthday, Harry plunged it into the Deatheaters back. Effectively halting the battle. Harry began walking backwards towards the boy, checking him over and soundly kissing him on the lips.
Nobody say the flash of fury in Voldemort's lava eyes. Grabbing the cup, Harry exited the graveyard with parting words.
" Do not touch what is mine."
Everyone exited the pensieve with varying expressions. Tom's was a silent demand of explanation, which Harry did not grant him, instead he just strides towards those glaring red eyes, grabbed the back of Tom's neck, and crushes their lips together in a sensual kiss.
And what a sensual kiss it was. Harry sent everything he had towards Tom. His commitment, understanding, showing Tom is his, just as he was Tom's. Then Harry glided his tongue across Tom's bruised lips, asking for entrance. The fight for dominance began. Teeth and tongues clashed together, each trying to gain the upper hand, but Harry was not to be trifled with; grabbing Tom's waist to bring him closer Harry toke advantage of the trickle of surprise and dived in, and Tom decided to allow it. They are equals after, he'll just show the boy who is, and always will be in charge when they have sex. Harry strove to quest Tom's cold cavern with his own adventurous tongue. No spot was left unexplored or hidden from Harry's tongue. This induced a deep pleasure filled moan from Harry. Tom was the best thing he'd ever tasted! A cough and someone clearing their throat made the couple detach and Harry granted Tom an explanation.
" We were lovers in 4th and 5th year. We called it off equally, only hooking up when we needed a quick fix." Tom nodded,but looked annoyed that someone toke Harry's arse virginity. Harry heard that thought and walked behind Tom and kissed his neck while whispering in parseltongue. ~ I never said he fucked me Tom. And you died for me, your one has ever done that much for me and I'll be yours for as long as you"ll have me~ Harry finished, kissing Tom's neck.
~ Forever snake~
The mood was ruined by James.
" Okay! Soo your question about Remus, Harry". This time Lucius explained with barely contained fury. " Remus was ,and probably still is, extremely infatuated with James. Even though James is not his mate. James would always deny him a trip to Hogshead or anything of the sort, he only helped him with his transformations. Remus would've taken advantage with the state James was in to the fullest; even though I hear he is with that Granger girl and has an open-relationship". Lucius face showed disgust. Wizards and witches could still catch STD's. ( AN:/ Sorry for anyone who has stds or hiv, hope I do not offend) With Dinner beginning to start everyone retired to the dining hall and later, their rooms. James slowing pace, holding Tom back to speak some choice words. " If you DARE hurt my son I will castrate you and feed your dick to Fluffy." James walked away leaving a slightly ill Dark Lord in his wake.
Two days later
Harry and James were catching up on lost time. Harry, explaining much of his life and just his thoughts; finally happy to be able to just talk with someone. Harry also discovered his father is very flamboyant and bisexual, and since finding out Tom had wanted him since he was fourteen, together they named him the Great Pervert with capital letters; Tom was less amused than James and Harry.
With James recovering faster than usual- with his healing magic- the Dueling Tournament would begin after the deatheater meeting. Harry was almost skipping in anticipation- causing most deatheaters to become skittish - at the deatheaters' reactions when James' unveils himself; and the dueling tournament itself. Ten minutes before the meeting started, Harry received a letter from Draco.
Dear Harry,
I decided to owled you, informing you on the progress the recruitment at the school. Three Ravenclaws, five Slytherins, and surprisingly, a Gryffindor. Those sexual harassing fiends mentioned the training to Longbottom, and he is coming along astonishingly fast. Seems like he isn't a squib after all. The twins want to include something so they will take over.
Hey Harrykins! Wondering why we're in Slytherin's dormitory? We're tastin' that delicious ar- fhjsjss- Sorry Harry, Draco just grabbed the quill. Fred is ' distracting' him currently! I'll hurry and send this; can't be left out after all! I hope you enjoy your present! It will show during the meeting, so clear a space. This letter has been charmed!
George, Forever a Marauder
Present? Harry casts a tempus, quickly scribbles a reply, and heads toward the throne room. entering he notices another throne. It looks exactly like Tom's except the snakes intertwining arms of the throne are red with emerald-green eyes. The discoloration is not lost upon him. Also noticing he's early, Harry lounges sideways on his new throne, staying in this position when Tom enters and the deatheaters soon come in afterwords. Some don't like happy at my new sitting place, but I grace them with a raised eyebrow and flat look. Resuming twirling my hair and observing the meeting. Finally, Tom begins the new introduction. " Harry and I raided and seized the Black townhouse", Tom waits for the roars of happiness to die down, " He found someone interesting. Enter, James Potter". Right on cue my father enters, strutting confidently - rolling my eyes at his and Tom's flair for dramatics- standing behind my throne. Showing the deatheaters his obvious superiority over them. Most of them are not happy. Three begin the incantations to a lethal curse. As much as it kills me, my father must secure his position.
Dodging two of the curses, father utters the incantation of a widespread crucio, catching about ten deatheaters. I sensed Tom was just as impressed and surprised as I am. Then father begins the rant, showing that sliver of Gryffindor he inherited at his bluntness.
" Listen you little shits. I will crucio your arse so hard your spine will snap. This is your only warning. Dare attack me again, and I will deliver you to Fenir and his pack." James pauses for dramatic effect.
" During the full moon." Everyone winces in unison. I hear the unmistakable silky baritone voice of Severus Snape as he yells " Avada Kedevra!" Ah wasn't Snape in love with my mother? I use my volo to pull my father out the way of the curse. Shocking the deatheaters and appearing behind Snape and whisper maliciously,voice ringing throughout the room " You are more Gryffindor than Ronald Weasley". Grabbing and holding him in that position by the throat,I carry Snape to the front. " Now we know who ratted you out to Dumbledore, no wonder he toke the vow". Looking down at the angry Snape I continue sweetly with a cold smile. " He is no longer necessary. Bring in the prisoners. Justice begins now". As I utter those words a bright light surrounds the entire room Fred and George's voice echoes as they yell" ,
Your present Harrykins!-
" Has arrived!-
" Thank the Badger!"
Remus is brought in shackles, glimpsing a thoroughly naked,
Confused, and scared Hermione Granger. My facial features alight with excitement at this new prospect. Whatever Neville wishes for I shall grant it. My mind quickly connects the dots as I remember Neville mentioning he changed the properties for that potion. My cold smile and gleeful sibilant whisper causes everyone, except two, to shiver in fear.
" Let uss begin"
Tom's Pov
I am the Dark Lord. I consider myself to be always in full control of my emotions. Never envisioning sharing my power, let alone starting a relationship. But he's different, I believe. Not someone I have to constantly worry about, not my weakness..I know we will not be truly capable of loving each other properly. For it was ripped out of our are only two broken men, but if anyone lays a fingertip on My Snake. Merlin help them and the rest of the world, for it will burn it to ashes. But enough of this sentimental nonsense. The boy makes me lose control; I am almost tempted to take him now, but our deatheaters will never see his smooth skin. I won't allow it. I draw my attention back to the meeting. Still surprised Severus would dare attack James Potter. Ah yes, he begged me to spare that mudblood, the spy was disturbingly infatuated her throughout his youth. I remember he was jealous of that bint stalked James instead of the man who believed the sun shone out of Lily's arse. I lean forward slightly as Harry questions Severus after casting a truth spell on him.
" Why did you begin spying for Albus Dumbledore."
"...Because I knew of James Pott-er a-and the Dark Lord killed L-lily". Severus stutters, trying to hopelessly fight the charm.
" Did you inform the long beard of my father's relationship?" Harry only needs to ask these two questions in the presence of the deatheaters, but I wonder what else he will do.
"...Y-ye-es" Severus hisses through gritted teeth. Harry smiles warmly. The sight is breath-taking. I narrow my eyes as I notice some of our deatheaters agree. I begin to chuckle as Harry continues to smile through his next sentence. " Fenir, take him to the cells, live him alive..but do what you with him." I wince internally. Everyone knows how Fenir can get, and those who don't can tell by his bloodthirsty grin. Severus' face appropriately pails and he walks numbly to his death. The screams only begin in five minutes.
Harry starts to walk in front of the girl..Hermione Granger. The girl makes no move to even hide her body. I can feel my face twist in a disgusted snarl. That thirsty ( I overheard that phrase from the Malfoy Heir) mudblood whore. I send a thought to Harry. ' The best torture is psychological torture' I watch as those emerald orbs light up in comprehension. Severus always falsely reported that the boy was slow. Wasting away the immense power he carries, and until his fourth year I was inclined to agree. I noticed Fenir has finally returned with a sated grin on his face. Without looking from Hermione's muddy brown eyes, Harry question's the wolf. " Remus...who is your mate?" He doesn't provide an answer. Only staring at James Potter with ill-disguised longing. "Silwer Tivi" my eyebrows raise in surprise at the combination of languages. Harry has more abilities than I know of.. The werewolf yelps as the silver whip strikes his arm creating a black bruise. " Hermione Granger!" Harry raises an eyebrow - while the Granger girl's eyes widen, she wasn't even informed. I hear a snort from Lucius and James in the background.
" How can you even bear having an open-relationship with your own mate, I've read werewolf's are extremely territorial unless..-Harry's face twists into an amused smirk- they aren't fully attracted to their mate." I hear Fenir growl. A mate is sacred to wolves, even if a werewolf wasn't fully attracted they would not allow anyone to touch their mate and still feel minimal compassion towards them. Harry stops speaking at eyes the horde of deatheaters. He looks into Granger's eyes once more before pointing to three deatheaters. " You three, step forward now." The three stand in soldier formation, eyes facing forwards. I feel smug that Harry has gained the respect that he finally deserves from our deatheaters. Harry walks in front of each, looking them dead in their eyes for about two minutes each. He withdraws from the last mind before gliding to Lupin and whispers something into his ear. Even I , with my ritual enhanced hearing, can barely make out what Harry says. But my brain connects the dots as I take in the wolf's widen horror filled eyes and his sudden thrashing to get free. Harry glides back towards his throne and sits. Utter the two words that are like " Go" to the deatheaters that are eying the mudblood.
" Rape Her."
After five minutes I put up silencing wards. Her shrill screams are bringing me a headache.
" Fenir, bring Mr. Lupin into the holding cells. Line them with silver so our guest may not leave." The now surprisingly hygienic looking werewolf bowed, grabbed Lupin my the scruff of his neck, and left with a " yes milords". Tom continues as he rises from his throne. " We will be having the annual dueling competition. Those who want to participate or watch, answer the call. For those who do not, ignore the call. The competition will begin in one hour. Dismissed, my loyal."
Once the deatheaters disapparated and the only members of the throne room were Lucius, James, and Tom, Harry questioned him. " Annual dueling tournament?"
" Yes, we have it once every two months, all deatheaters are required to participate every other tournament; deatheaters need to remain in shape." Harry nods, remembering the death-toll in order vs. deatheater battles. The golden boy feared Voldemort's servants were using darker and darker curses, obviously the only reason they were succeeding. But the part he buried deep, an attempt to be accepted, knew they were just more coördinated and organized.
" Well I want to duel my son!" James flounced over to Harry and threw an arm him, documenting the extremely subtle flinch. " Dad, are you healed enough for dueling? You know the deatheaters will go extremely hard on you, and unless they hospitalize you with major injuries or kill you, I cannot harm any of them." Harry stressed and began shooting diagnostic charms at his father. " Sheesh Harry Deo meo I am, and will be fine, I promise." Harry gave his father a searching look, knowing he is rather carefree for a Slytherin, but doesn't lack any traits when it counts. " Fine , Lucius can you keep an eye on him for me please? And you can visit Lupin and do with him as you please."
" Of course Harry, I would have anyway, if we may take our leave milord..?", Lucius hedged with a flash of gratitude echoing im his stormy grey eyes at Harry's last statment. Not thinking of Harry as his lord, but a son instead.
" Of course Lucius, we will see you in a hour, dismissed."
Once the couple exited Tom turned his attention to his mate. Raising an eyebrow Tom made a suggestion that made Harry's eyes glint in the tell-tale sign of blood-lust. " There's no bonding experience like torture." Together they strode down towards the dungeons matching insane glints lurking in their rapidly darkening eyes.
Severus' Pov
Serverus Snape was annoyed with himself and severely traumatized. The bloody wolf..Severus shudders to even being those memories to surface. Ever since the prank with the mutt Severus gained a pathological fear to all wolves. To make matters even grander, Lupin is in the cell next to Severus. Bemoaning of his James and small whimpers of the Granger girl. Potter should have died! If only the curse hit...' But the what would you have done? Potter Jr. would have killed you on the spot, no tortured you for eternity, if Potter Sr. died' ,Severus' annoying logical mind pipes up. Yes...the Potter brat. Severus remembers the look on his face as he pledged alliance to the Dark Lord. Completely impassive, the boy didn't care whether he lived or died. Completely forgetting all those life debts the boy owes him. Pretentious like his father, and a complete faggot. Severus' experience as a spy easily informed him of the mutual interest between the Dark Lord and the Potter brat. Severus rolled his eyes
As he heard another whimper from the wolf. Trying to shift into a more comfortable position after his...torture. A jolt of pay slides up his backside, sending a reminder of what happened not just five minutes ago. ' They have not broken you!' Serverus' mind says sneakily. Yes, he is a man of high pain tolerance and doesn't have abundant emotional attachment. I will not break as long as I get to see the insolent Potter brat bittersweet verdant eyes. Her eyes will save me. Severus hears the door to the entrance open and sense two wizards draw closer . Severus doesn't have to guess who it is when suddenly Lupin launches himself at the cell bars. Only to be thrown back by the now pulsing silver lining. Idiot. Potter swaggers forward with the Dark Lord by his side and enter my Severus' temporary living arrangement.
" Severus, do you know why you are currently in this situation?" The Potter brat dare talk down to me as if I am the child? I grit out a hissed " yes" knowing the Dark Lord will crucio him if Severus does not answer the ingrate. The Dark Lord begins to speak, " Fear not Severus, your death will be brief, - Severus summoned whatever occlumency was left to not show the relief that was echoing throughout his body- but first you will watch something." The brat summoned a pensieve and bodily threw Severus in it. Waiting for the traitor too immerse.
Anybody could detect the change in Severus. No, not physically, though his confident and self-assured posture was now slouched and haggard. It was those charcoal eyes that were blazing in the determination not to break; those eyes were replaced with emptiness. The knowledge of his Lily running, hiding in a corner and not protecting the ungrateful brat. The knowledge that Lily did not die to save boy. His Lily flower died for nothing. It was his fault. Past feelings of guilt collided with the already haggard man, reducing him to a lifeless shell. Only reminiscing on past suffering and betrayals. Severus Snape lay himself in the fetal position and wept.
Harry's Pov
I shot an Avada Kedavra at Snape's prone figure, letting the spy die with the knowledge of Lily's cowardice.
I exited the cell, only halting to shot an forced animgus charm at Worm-Tails sleeping figure, vanishing him to Nagini's food pen. Seems like he didn't die from his injuries. Once we exit the dungeons I speak. " Tom, I'm going to the Library.. want to come with?" He looks at me with a small smile. " Of course, you need to rest your core. Shooting Avada's like it's the muggle New Year's."
I snort at his attempt of joking. " Stick to your day job Tom." A small chuckle escapes him as we make our way to the library.
Five Minutes Later
Once we arrived I quickly grabbed an Occlumency book and fall onto a
Couch. Tom joins me with 1001 Ways To Kill , how suprising, and sits at the at the end of the couch. Tom eyes me strangely each time I move into a more comfortable position. Twenty minutes I feel a pulse of annoyance, then Tom grabs my collar and puts my head in his lap, carding through my black locks. Floating the book in mid-air Tom continues to read, as I begin to strengthen my barriers. His long digits still carding through my hair lalls me to sleep quickly. I turn once more to get comfortable, using Tom's chest as a pillow. Drifting off too dream of red eyes and contentment.
Tom's Pov
I look down as my snake uses my chest as a pillow. Grimacing slightly as I spot drool forming onto my silky grey turtle-neck. Setting my wand as an alarm in twenty minutes, and vanishing the book, I join my minx into the land of Morpheus.
Third Person
" James I don't think you should-"
" Hush Lucius! Look how adorable they look together! Heavens knows this will never happen again, and we haven't collected any pictures of Harry." Narcissa soon joins James in snapping pictures of the entwined sleeping figures.
" Luke thaw out that silver heart a little!"
" James how many times have I told you not too call me that incessant-"
Lucius was interrupted by the Dark Lord's wand erupting a pinging noise. James and Narcissa quickly vanished the camera and straightened as the figures began the stir. Narcissa silently cooed as Harry groaned and snuggled deeper into the groogy Lord. Said Lord turned towards the softly smiling couple, paying special attention to Cissa and James' smiles of mischief. After regarding the two carefully Tom rose and bent down to gently wake Harry. Who was reaching for his sudden missing pillow. Harry rose from the leather couch and stretched. Smacking his lips a little he greeted the standing figures with a hug and kiss each before taking Tom's hand and descending to his quarters calling out to the couple still in the library. " We'll be attending the baths!" James voice rang back. " Not together I hope!" Harry laughed at his fathers alarmed tone and replied," Of of course not father!" Laughing a little more as he senses Tom's indignant disappointment.
Once they arrive Harry calls and orders a house elf to pick out his dueling clothes and lay them on the counter of the bathroom. They enter the bathroom and Tom watches as Harry strips and enters the shower.
Jaw clenched, Tom watches with half-lidded eyes as Harry exits the shower. Hair flat for once as Water droplets stream down his 6' 1" frame collecting at the muzzled curly black hair at his loins. Tom swallowed imperiously at the amount of saliva that collected in his mouth as he watches Harry wandlessly dry him self and dress in black sweats and a tight grey wifebeater. The same outfit he trains in, Tom noted.
It was Harry's turn to test his control. Harry watched as Tom stripped and swayed to the shower, hoping to test Harry's lesser control. But Harry prevailed, somehow, but that control quickly evaporated when Tom exited. Condensation floated in the air, framing Tom's lean 6' 3" form as he exited. Black, almost blue hair tousled like Harry regularly wears his. Water droplets streaming down collecting at the pert nipples and crotch. Harry focused on the taut stomach, going in to a steady rhythm accented the flat hard-metal like surface. Harry's eyes narrowed as his sensed the echoes of lust and toke in Tom's subtly flushed face. Harry was in front of Tom murmuring the words his father spoke in the pensieve before attacking the glistening neck.
~ You kinky bastard~
Harry hummed in appreciation as his tongue glided across the smooth skin. Sucking roughly on the spot just below Tom's ear reveling in the tightened grip on his hair. Coasting lower Harry suckled pink nipples, lapping up all excess water. Looking into those scarlet eyes Harry rose, pulling Tom into a blinding kiss; still twerking those pink nubs with one hand. Tom was the first two draw back. Downing his red battle robes and murmuring. ~ It's time snake, we should be the first to arrive~ Harry grumbled in protest. Wanted to continue the change of events,but conceded in Tom's statement. The duo arrived not even five minutes before watchers and participants arrived. James opting to stand by Lucius for this. Tom's voice rang out, halting all conversation.
" You all know the rules, and for anyone who is new I shall repeat them."
1. Thou shall not kill or hospitalize intentionally.
2. The winner is appointed when the opposing side taps out.
3. You will not forfeit instead of competing against your opponent.
4. When a match begins, only your wand may be on your person
" These are the rules, those who break them will be disqualified ; depending on the severity punished/killed," Tom finished conjuring a cauldron and having all participates enter their name. Two minutes later, much like the goblet in Harry's fourth year, the cauldron spit out the first match
Dolohov vs. James
The deatheaters jeered, some happy that they'd be able to put at least one Potter in his place, knowing the other was far from weak and gained their respect. The two wizards walked up onto the stage, bowing to each other respectively before beginning. Dolohov struck first. Rapidly shoot curses at the dodging figure of James Potter. The deatheater was quickly becoming frustrated and apparated behind James. The Potter Lord dropped to ground, dodging the curse sent to his back. Launching himself into a perfect backflip round-house kick, Dolohov was kicked in the face, falling unconcious. Wand clattering to the ground. There was complete stillness before Harry and Barty Crouch Jr.'s laughter echoed the dueling chamber. Deatheaters began chucking and nodding to the Potter Lord at the quick and effective duel. James trotted the Harry and Barty who were still chuckling. Getting ahold of himself Harry question his father. " Dad I didn't know you were so flexible." James toke an affronted face. " You thought your old man was a bag of bones? I'll have you know son, your respective partner will appreciate that flexibility!" Harry scrunched his face up at the unwanted images and Barty choked on his spit at the loud declare. The older deatheaters were nodding sagely. Harry padded over to Tom, hoping to get away from old perverts, forgetting Tom was the Great Pervert. Harry was quickly reminded when Tom lent in and whispered in parseltongue, ~ They are right of coursse, but you already have flexibility don't you Harrry?~ Harry flushed slightly, having no where to run to, he was quickly changed the conversation as the duels resumed.
~Ehh whats your favorite color?~
Tom looked surprised at the question, but answered anyway.
~ Dark blue and silver, what about you Snake?~
Harry mumbled something unintelligible. ~ Sppeak up Ssnake~ Tom hissed turning towards Harry, surprised at his sudden discomposure. Harry sighed and answered almost a whisper. ~ Your eyess and black~ Tom sent Harry a brilliant smile, canines glinting in the light. ( The deatheater that was dueling toke advantage of his opponents gaping expression and hexed him into the wall) Harry badly wanted this kiss that smile. Tom's smile only grew as he toke in the dilated pupils.
" Good luck Luke and Harry!"
" Stop calling me that incessant name James!"
Harry looked up at his two fathers shouting only too see the names hovering of the dueling platform.
Harry vs. Lucius
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AN:/ I was going to include the duels buut this chapter was really long for me and I would have no clue what to write next chapter. So I hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. No, the dark will not have every enemy raped this is probably going to be the only time rape is mentioned because I hated writing it. And even though Harry has a take charge attitude he will not be dom/top during sex. That will never happen in this what else...oh! Sorry for you Snape lovers. I honestly didn't plan on killing him..it just happened. And no, the dark will not just kill people as they lose their value. you can see the dark is not good its bad,evil, whatever you want to call it. And there's a little past Harry/Cedric because I couldn't help it. And i think thats it! Tell me your thoughts? Review! And thank you readers (62 followers!) I will update every friday/saturday