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Silver Opportunities	By : knj4k4 Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 22576 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter nor any of the characters or places, only Kaiden is mine, but i dont mind if you use him. No profit is made from this fanfiction in any way shape or form

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Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter nor any of the characters or places, only Kaiden is mine, but I don’t mind if you use him. No profit is made from this fan fiction in any way shape or form
Summary: the prophesy Harry knew was fake. The real prophesy was about a griffin and his mates, witness their story. OC/Hp/Dm
Warning: this story is slash, deal with it or don't, it makes no nevermind to me.
AN:This is a completely new chapter as will all the others beyond this be. let me know what you think. Thank you to my beta.
Chapter 11
Lord Voldemort tapped his fingers impatiently on the arm of his throne. What kind of sociopath got himself a throne? Oh, he did.
For what had to be the hundredth time he wondered what happened to him. Three years ago, he had gotten a jolt of intelligence and personality, Tom Riddle, his first horcrux.
Tom ripped through his subconscious and took a year to assimilate; he’d finally had enough ability to think up a halfway successful plan to get his body back.
Potter had escaped but the plan had ultimately returned his body and announced his return to his followers.
Unfortunately, his new semi-sanity couldn’t come up with a sensible plan to get to the Department of Mysteries, it only made his dreams more vivid.
It had been from a stimulating dream of torturing Potter’s dog that his servants woke him with news that the boy was on his way to get the prophecy.
They had all returned that night empty handed, injured, and low of spirits. Voldemort had felt oddly unhappy that Potter’s dog was dead but his rage that now the Minister would no longer deny his return had overshadowed that.
Early summer of this year, he got another jolt of personality and enough sanity to recognize that this was not normal. His first thought had been, he hoped the correct one, horcruxes. But he couldn’t remember where they all were. This caused mild panic in him, mild because he wasn’t yet fully sane. What other memories had he lost?
As the school year began and progressed, several servants asked about his plans to capture or kill Potter.
He had asked his most loyal about that.
“Lucius, tell me, why is getting Potter so vital to my plans?”
He had seen fear through the impeccable Malfoy ask and though he enjoyed it, he also was confused by it.
“He is an example of hope to those who defy you my lord.”
A truly pompous answer, just like a Malfoy. He seemed unusually smug when Voldemort said nothing. The others were mindlessly nodding as if they’d known all along. All but Severus, brilliant Severus Snape who was looking at him shrewdly.
“Severus stays, the rest of you, leave me.”
He and Severus shared a coded discussion about what could be happening that was repeated in more depth over the next month as Voldemort was hit another four times with sanity.
Voldemort believed that currently, he was sane. He only had six horcruxes and that equaled his gains in sanity.
His memories had returned and explained his sadness of Sirius black’s death. The man had been, not a follower, but a friend; as had Severus, Regulus, Rosier, and the Lestrange brothers; though only Sirius had been an occasional lover.
According to his progressing fractured memories, the last three horcrux had damaged his mind to the point that he began believing what the papers wrote about him because he had no other reference.
His well ordered agency, put together to save the world he loved, became nothing more than a megalomaniac’s play thing.
His forgot his friends, his Sirius, his enemies.
His unstable mind latched onto the prophecy as the arrow in his compass even though, now that his mind was more or less whole, he remembered Severus’ warnings that Dumbledore was involved.
The meeting with the Griffin Prince that Severus set up was scheduled for two hours from now. Lucius was busy whispering warnings of Severus’ disloyalty in his ear.
Tom knew, or rather remembered, that Severus was more loyal to their cause then most pure-bloods.
“Lucius, be silent. Keep you discontent to yourself.”
Lucius paled and stepped back. Tom wondered if he should curse him just for proprieties sake.
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As the meeting with Voldemort loomed closer, Harry grew more and more anxious.
It was a bad idea for Harry and Draco to stay in the room with out the griffin’s protection. Something was going to happen.
He’d already brought it up to Kaiden and been shot down like a misbehaving child.
He thought maybe they could stay in Severus’ rooms, but the same thing that told him they couldn’t stay here, vetoed that idea.
Draco watched Harry pace with growing alarm. Any minute now Harry would come up with a halfcocked idea that would get Draco in trouble.
Harry turned and faced him. Yep. Here it comes.
“We have to follow him. I have the invisibility cloak, you can apparate. No one will know.”
Draco blinked and was relieved that he immediately thought up giant holes in his plan.
“Sure, I can apparate but there are shields. And invisibility cloaks won’t hide us from the wards that will be alerted when we cross them.”
Harry’s shoulders drooped for a moment, but then he resumed pacing, a determined expression fixed on his face.
Draco only watched. He could feel the fear and knew that even though Kaiden dismissed Harry earlier, thinking that Harry was making up excuses to go, the fear was real.
Kaiden paused just before knocking on his mates’ door. He felt like an over bearing, abusive husband for how he addressed his love. He would make it up to Harry when he got back.
He stepped into the room and his heart constricted at Harry’s shuttered face. He’d always been so expressive before.
“I just wanted to let you know we’ll be leaving soon.” He really wanted to say he was sorry and get a goodbye hug, but he stood firm.
“Draco’s going with you.” Harry didn’t care that it looked like he was giving in, Draco needed to be safe and he would be safer with Kaiden and Voldemort than here at Hogwarts tonight.
Draco hugged Harry goodbye. The brunet’s feelings overwhelmed him for a moment when they touched but Draco controlled them.
“It will be ok.” Draco told him and even though Harry smiled, they both knew it wasn’t true.
“Kaiden?” Draco decided to give it a shot once the door to their room closed. “Harry’s been getting these hunches…feelings…””By the great griffin, Draco, not you too!” Kaiden interrupted, “I already feel bad, I’ll make it up to him.”
Draco yanked on his arm and spun the griffin around.
“Kaiden, something is wrong.” His voice was as strong as he could make it and Kaiden seemed to respond to it. He looked at Draco seriously for a moment and Draco thought he might change his mind.
“Draco, don’t make this me against you two.”
Draco gasped when Kaiden roughly pulled him along by his arm. The bond the three of them shared weakened dramatically and Kaiden shivered.
He would fix it; the griffin swore he would make it up to them. He wasn’t too far in his thoughts to hear Draco’s whispered words.
“If Harry dies tonight because you are too stubborn to listen to us, I will never forgive you.”
Dumbledore smirked as he felt two animals and Draco Malfoy leave the castle without Harry. He would get his weapon back tonight.
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