Chapter 14: Request Fulfilled

Lucius smiled at Harry as he donned the magnificent cloak of the ritual. Soon, things would be complete; Harry Potter would be the ruler of the world, and Lucius would be besides him. Harry glanced over looking at Lucius with a smirk in place. "Did you get my invitations ... my summons sent out, Lucius?"

He bowed swiftly, "Yes, my lord; all on your list has been called. I've also summoned your most trusted and loyal followers." Harry nodded absently. "My lord, may I ask you something?"

Harry sighed; "You may, Malfoy."

"If it is not to bold of me to ask, why did you invite Albus Dumbledore, and the Order, to your succession ceremony?"

Harry grinned darkly; "You'll see soon enough, Lucius, be patient. Now, be a good boy and make sure everyone's playing nice." As Harry watched him go, he felt arms around his waist. "Hello, Severus, my love; why are you back here, you know that you aren't to come to me until I've become the new Dark Lord."

Severus bowed his head, resting atop Harry's shoulder, and whispered, "Forgive me, my lord, but I had to tell you that Draco is here, hiding in the crowd; him & his pregnant wife."

"Thank you Severus, now go, I'll summon you later." They both fled; Severus to his hiding place in the walls, Harry to the coronation chamber. He entered and smirked at the Death Eater crowd that wasn't expecting him to be standing so willingly before them. Lucius began the rite.

It seemed like it lasted for hours, which it very well could have, and Harry was about to erupt when Lucius called the final verse. He motioned for Harry to the front of the alter and pointed his wand at a teenage girl, bound on the floor. Harry sighed; he had known that he'd have to kill at the end but he'd been hoping to skip it all the same. He raised his hand and whispered, "I know no remorse," a line that Tom had told him long ago as the ending of the Dark Lord Ritual, "so mote it be! Avada Kedavra."

The green light shot from his hand and wrapped itself around the girl, killing her instantly. A gasp reverberated throughout the room as he proved his prowess to his followers. The killing curse was supposed to be impossible to cast without a wand, Harry was far stronger then anyone would have guessed. This display only showed his followers that disobeying would get them killed, wither or not he was near them; Nott coming to mind for many before him. He chuckled mutely and smiled.

Severus entered the room, walking confidently towards the new Dark Lord. Seeing him Lucius uttered, "Kill the traitor and protect our lord!" The Death Eaters scrambled into action. Severus halted in a circle of wand-tips. "I'll kill you myself this time, so no one can screw up." Severus paled as Lucius spoke the phrase that has haunted his dreams. His wand rose, the lips moved slowly; "Avada... Keda..."

"Halt," Harry's voice resounded throughout the overly packed room. "Do not hinder him further, Lucius; he is late for his report as it is." Harry smirked, now this was priceless. Lucius looked like he had just been racked with the sharp end of a brick. "Additionally, he is my servant, if you disagree that he'll be loyal to me; look at his Mark."

Severus revealed his Mark, so unlike the one he should have had on his forearm. Instead of the skull with the snake, it was a dragon curling around a real emerald embedded in the flesh, its wings outstretched away from its body, a crescent moon between the wings. Lucius glared at it. "What is this, my lord?"

Severus and Harry both smirked darkly. "Why, Lucius, it is my Mark; the one my most trusted followers will receive. There are actually several in this room with one of my Marks." After Harry uttered this Ron, Blaise, Draco, Hermione, Seamus, Ginny, Fred, George, Bill, Charlie, Remus, Sirius and Tonks let their Marks be visible to the crowd. "These are the present members of my innermost court. The rest of you be gone until I need you!" Everyone fled, except the Order members, Lucius last of all.

He was backing out of the room, muttering "Yes, my lord," and "of course, my lord," or "I am your faithful servant, I obey only you," which Harry thought was the funniest of all of the choices. After he had finely left, Harry reclined in his chair.

"God, I am exhausted. Remind me to be angry if I ever have to do that spell again!" Severus simply chuckled. "I know, I could have just used my wand and made it a thousand times easier but I realised that I'd get more respect if I did it the hard way."

Albus walked forward; "That was quite a display of powers back there."

Harry rubbed his forehead; "Can we discuss how Fudge is going to fall in the morning after I've rested a bit and have less of a headache?"

"Sure, Harry."

Harry sighed; life couldn't actually get any worse, could it? He had been fighting the Death Eaters for so long and now he seemed to have this obsession to randomly torture his outer circles. Oh, well; usually they weren't following his orders anyway, but that was not the point. He was still trying to devise a plan with the Order about bringing Fudge down, but he'd get that eventually. Lucius was even more irritating then before and now had the annoying habit to ask why he wasn't in his innermost circle, without actually saying it! Harry was ready to kill Lucius just to get away from the annoying basterd.

Things took a turn for the irritating three weeks later, when Harry had gone to Diagon Ally for supplies. Cornelius Fudge walked over to him and started a conversation. "Hello, Mr. Potter, how have you been?"

"Hello, Minister, I've been doing fine... Tiered but doing fine. How about yourself?"

He smirked. "Good, Mr. Potter. So, what have you been up to being that you are the Boy-Who-Won?"

"I'm preparing to become a teacher at Hogwarts, naturally. Madame Hooch has retired and Albus has decided that Quidditch should be a class; He's asked me to teach it. I was going to become an Auror but I think I've had enough of defeating evil for a lifetime."

"Perfectly understandable, Mr. Potter. I wish you luck at Hogwarts, give my regards to Albus when you see him."

"Of course, Minister... Goodbye." Harry walked off quickly, resisting the urge to reveal what he was. God, he was even more irritating than Lucius and Trelawney combined; uh, bad image there, have to get away from those thoughts. Harry entered Snape Hall. He and the Order were going to have a meeting today but if things didn't pick up, Harry feared that he might have to relieve some tension first. Goyle would be perfect for punishment, the whacko had deliberately aided Fudge in stopping a raid a week prior and he hadn't been in the mood since then to punish the moron. Harry focused on the Mark, Goyle, come to my audience immediately or else.

"Master," his voice whispered as he Apperated before him, "is there something that I can do for you?"

"Tell me, Goyle, why did you betray me to the Ministry? Why tell them about our attack. What did you think it would gain you?" Harry was controlling his voice, he didn't want Goyle to realise how angry he was.

"You're no Dark Lord, Potter! You wouldn't know what to do to us if Severus' life depended on it. I told them about us having a new leader because they can capture you and expose you for what you really are; a fake. I can gain quite a bit from my conversations with them, if you want to know. Fudge is going to give me amnesty for stopping this entire thing once and for all, in addition to a gargantuan reward for the Death Eaters downfall..."

"Enough!" Harry glared at Goyle. Apparently he had to prove his ability to be the Dark Lord again; luckily he had several Death Eaters watching silently from the sides of the room. Harry smirked darkly; oh, now this could be fun... Harry's eyes glittered mischievously, "Imperio!" Goyle twisted, trying to avoid the spell but couldn't.

Fudge walked into the Ministry feeling quite please with the most recent turn of events. His spy had contacted him late last night saying that he had some important information that he wanted to pass on. So, Fudge walked into the conference room; Arthur, among other Ministry members were present and their guest of honour. Goyle smiled at Fudge and whispered, "Minister, I'm glad you could see me on such short notice."

"I'm not sure as to which I am at the moment, Mr. Goyle; but by the end of this endeavour I'm sure we'll have come to an understanding." He paused smiling. "So what is this important information that you had to rush to us?"

Goyle paused before answering; he didn't want to do what was told in his mind. "The Dark Lord is planning an attack against this very building in three days. He must have been planning it for weeks because it's nearly flawless; their going to attack in six different directions: at the four entrances and the two emergency exits."

Fudge paled; "Who told him about the exits most Ministry members don't even know about them?"

"The Dark Lord knew about them..." His voice trailed off. He had to entice Fudge into asking the identity of the Dark Lord.

"Who is the Dark Lord, Mr. Goyle?"

"Harry Potter," Goyle frowned, "he and the Order have teamed up to take the ministry down. He wants to rule the Wizarding World as well as the Muggle World."

Fudge paled as Goyle sighed. "Is something wrong?"

"I didn't sleep at all last night; I need something to keep me awake. Mr. Weasley, could you get me something stronger to drink then water?" Arthur left quickly, nodding. After he was gone, Goyle smile darkly. "I also have a message to deliver to you from the Dark Lord. It's a calm Howler..." Goyle handed him the letter.

He opened it to hear Harry's voice. "No doubt that by now you know that I am the Dark Lord. You've also learned that I want you dead, but I want you dead because the Order wants you dead. You've misused the privileges of Minister of Magic for to long, Cornelius Fudge. So I bid you farewell and ask you to tell the Dursleys that I said to rot; you'll be joining them in Hell soon. GOYLE, FINISH OFF THESE LAST FEW IN MY WAY AND MAYBE YOU'LL BE FORGIVEN IN HELL! Goodbye, gentlemen," Fudge blinked, what did that mean.

"Avada Kedavra!" Everyone in the room was hit by the spell. Goyle panicked as he was release from the Imperious. He looked at the dead bodies surrounding him and screamed.

Arthur came in wand poised. The second he saw what Goyle had done, he yelled "Stupify!" Goyle sank to the floor, frozen in place. "Get me a Dementor in here NOW!" He paused, it was disgusting. Looking at the lifeless bodies of his boss and co-workers, "I want him to have had the KISS by sundown!" It was done.

Severus walked into his manor with a smirk firmly placed on his face. Since Fudge's death a little over a month ago Harry had been asked to fill in as Minister until a voting could be finished. To make maters laughable, Albus agreed to be in the running for Minister; Harry had strictly told the people that he was NOT going to become Minister on a regular basis. This bothered many people but they finely acquiesced. Albus currently had 821 votes out of 1253. This was roughly 5/8 ths of the population of England.

'Talk about inane; Lord Harry was going to make life hell for those who refused us after Albus becomes the Minister.' Severus thought as he walked to the kitchen to have a house-elf fix him a snack. 'As of Fudge's demise the Death Eaters / Order Members have tripled, everyone agreeing to follow the Dark Lord if Harry is he. Merlin, they're all crazy!'

Severus chuckled softly as he passed the den; the Order was having a meeting. 'Better go see what their talking about.' Severus entered silently and nearly tripped as he heard Molly ask, "Do you think He'll betray him after their last lovers spat?" Severus stopped in the shadows, listening.

"Things have been getting a bit snippy between them lately; I wonder if He'll Avada him over it?" Tonks inquired of the group.

Arthur nodded slightly, "I wouldn't be surprised if He did. I feel bad for the bloke, though; he's done everything for Him and has hardly even been recognised... Do you think that He feels that His servant should give in to His only true personal order before He shows His appreciation towards him?"

Minerva smiled; "I think so, but you know how stubborn they both are! He probably doesn't even realise there is a problem yet. He knows but He is being patient, I'm impressed with his ability to wait to see if he complies with His only request because He would let His order slide if His hearts desire was fulfilled."

"What's His hearts desire?" Blaise asked, "I haven't been able to place it yet."

Draco emerged from a hidden door, leading to Harry's audience chamber. "His desire is for..." Draco paused, "Hello, Severus; how long have you been hiding there?"

Severus blinked, "Draco," he greeted, "care to finish your sentence?"

"No, sir," Draco smirked, "you'll have to figure it out on your own."

Severus mumbled something about disrespecting your elders and stalked off. Severus didn't have to play stupid for them, but he usually did. He knew exactly what Harry desired and what his orders were; little did they know that both were in the motion, behind all their backs.

Harry smiled as Severus entered their private chambers that night; it had been a very long day. Severus grinned Author's Evil Smile and started to undress as Harry reclined himself under the covers. Naked, Severus made his way to the bed; Harry's eyes flew wide looking at him. Severus reclined and kissed Harry sweetly as he let his hand roam over his lord and then he slowly removed the single-black-layer of cloth in his way. "I think you deserve a punishment, My Lord..." Harry had trouble swallowing. Severus could be very inventive.

Severus rubbed his hands in languid circles all over Harry's body; slowly bringing it into a prefect sensation of relaxation. The fluid movement was soon leading Severus' tongue as he sensuously let one hand caress his lord's swelling prick. Harry moaned softly, his mind shutting off quickly, and waved his hand. Magic billowed from the bed to cover everything in a silencing haze. Severus licked the thickening cock sending Harry into a loud scream of delight. He swallowed the tip and hummed, causing a vibrating pulse along Harry's member. Harry gasped and wrapped his hands into Severus' hair.

"Gods above, Sev...stop teasing me."

He smiled around the large mound of flesh and sucked it in deeply. Harry mewed, nearly clawing into Severus' scalp as the pleasure wrecked havoc in his body. Teeth lightly scraped against his lord's encased cock and he tugged slightly; causing a mix between pleasure and pain to battle in Harry's anxious body. "Ahhh, please...Severus... I'm so close..." Harry whimpered.

Harry's hips began to buck as his body prepared to ejaculate but Severus released him and squeezed painfully hard at the base, halting the process. Harry cried in frustration. Severus just chuckled and reached into the bedside table. He retrieved a few things, a bottle of oil and a small-handled small-thonged whip. "Now, what shall I do with these, My Lord?"

Harry moaned looking into his lover's black eyes; please, just take me love. Severus sighed and started to massage his body again. After a few rounds on the front, Harry was swiftly moved onto his stomach so Severus could reach his back. Severus pleasured every part of the back and buttocks; spending extra time with the oil in preparation for what was to come. Please, Sev... not like animals... please. Severus could hear the pleading in his mental inquiry.

Severus smiled and twisted Harry around, "I couldn't take you like an animal, my lord... but I will take you now." Severus swiftly entered Harry, the preparation easing the way greatly. Harry arched and moaned and came almost instantly; Severus moments later after several thrusts. "Merlin," they whispered softly; Severus continued, "Harry, I have completed your personal order... To my great satisfaction... and here I must add," he paused, "I must ask you to become my husband." Severus' voice cracked, "If you deem me worthy to be yours."

Harry snuggled into his embrace, a smile on his face. "I thought you'd never ask. I'd be honoured, Sev, to be you're husband." Harry smirked evilly, "Let's not tell anyone except our closest and then after the wedding you can lead in my stead and really give the Death Eaters a run-a-round."

Severus laughed, "I'd be honoured, my lord...love...mine..."

"All those now work for you too." Harry grinned and fell asleep, Severus soon followed after.

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