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You Complete Me	By : Giovanna Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Tom Views: 32224 -:- Recommendations : 9 -:- Currently Reading : 12
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Month Two - October
Chamber of Secrets
Harry walks around Salazar Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets and makes sure that everything is perfect for the first Junior Death Eaters meeting in their new location. Tonight is special because it is Halloween. While the rest of the school will attend the dances organized by their houses; Harry, Seamus, Neville and Luna along with the Jr. DE’s will celebrate Samhain in the Chamber of Secrets. In the month since school began and his talk with the old coot, Harry’s been busy. The next day after his classes, Harry met with the Jr. DE’s in the Room of Requirement to begin their training. Harry and his friends were impressed by the amount of spells they all knew and praised them for it. Yet knowing them and casting them correctly was another matter altogether. Their wand movements were horrid to say the least, and their word pronunciation dismal. Harry and his friends paired off into groups and started with the basics on both light and dark magic. Because a few of the Jr. DE’s are at the age of seventeen a few came into their inheritance, which came in handy during their training.
Harry also watched how they interacted with his friends. He came to the conclusion that the top Jr. DE’s worked well with his inner circle. Harry also realized that Draco and his friends have certain gifts they try to keep hidden. Blaise for instance although great with a wand prefers to work with knives, he’s stealthy and makes the perfect spy so he is paired with Seamus. Pansy for all her talk and bluster is sweet when she wants to be and a venomous viper when she is ready to strike. So Harry paired her with Luna. Only those close to Luna knows that her “loony” act is just an act. Daphne the quiet shy one reminds him a lot of Neville and he paired them together. Their quiet shy demeanor fools a person into a false sense of security. You do not realize how deadly they can be until it is too late. Seamus and Luna did not need to worry about any type of attraction between Neville and Daphne as Daphne and Pansy are dating, no one would dare come between those two. Draco is not the only one who knows how to brew deadly potions.
Draco is paired with Harry for his strength in dark and defensive magic. As much as Harry hates to admit it, over the past month he has seen a side of Draco that he did not know existed. No longer rivals now they are comrades or dare he think it, friends. Harry can see why Will would fall for Draco, he is easy on the eyes and has a wicked sense of humor. As for their being related, Harry does not want to discuss it and he is not sure if Lucius told Draco of their familial relation. Harry has steered clear of the conversation that they are related. Maybe when we know each other better we will have that conversation. As a matter of fact, all of the Slytherins that he has had the pleasure of meeting over the past month have been nothing but kind and welcoming. Harry looks around the Chamber and is very happy with himself.
Everything is perfect, tonight will be special filled with a festive blessing. The altar is in the center of the room, the perfect position for the two table beautifully decorated he’s set, one for his inner circle and the other is to honor their dead. Tonight Harry and the others will welcome the ones they loved and lost to feast with them. Harry loves the idea of doing tonights celebration in the Chamber because can do so freely without the eyes of the old coot watching their every move. When Tom told him that Salazar built the Chamber using only parseltongue and that the wards surrounding it are separate from Hogwarts Harry could not be more overjoyed. The only thing he needs to do now is find a way for his friends to enter the Chamber without requiring his presence. When Salazar built the Chamber the other founders were able to get in and out through the floo connection in their private rooms. Harry and the rest have searched the castle, trying to find the others’ private room and have of yet been unable to find them.
Harry walks around and inspects the rooms behind Salazar’s statue. It is a shame that he was foolish enough to kill the basilisk. Out of the kindness of his heart Harry gave half of the scales he cultivated to Snape and the other half he sold to the Goblins. Harry has decided now that he is of age, to invest and build on the mass fortune of the Potter and Black’s. With the money he received from selling the basilisk parts to the Goblins along with his school allowance he invested in muggle fortune 500 companies, technological companies, stocks and bonds. At the moment he is so rich he does not need to touch his inheritance. It was not easy sneaking parts of the snake out of the castle but he did it without the old fool knowing. Harry walks around wondering if there is a way Tom can visit him here in the Chambers undetected and possibly even spend a couple of nights together. Over the past month they spoke to each other every night, discussing updates of their plans to take over the Wizarding World, not only in Britain but on a global scale. Magic is dying and Harry feels that he and Tom are the only two people that realize that. Call me egotistical but soon magic will no longer exist. Tom and I can feel it. And it is up to me and Tom to preserve it.
While others choose to live with their heads in the sand, Harry and Tom plan to make sure magic never dies. Also, Harry has realize that his magic is changing, he feels stronger, more powerful than before. Since joining Tom and making a connection with him through his visions that at one time were very painful. Now they are able to see snippets and speak telepathically to each other for short periods of time. A few days ago Harry was meditating and thoughts of Tom swirled through his mind. Thoughts of what their life would be like. Harry’s doubts and his fears, not if he is doing the right thing by siding with Tom but if he will make the perfect partner. During the midst of his meditation Tom’s voice answers his questions as if they are in the same room.
“You are the one I want my Little Snake, there is no one that can take your place. You will be the perfect father to our children and the perfect one to rule by my side.” A hand caressed his cheeks. Harry snapped his eyes open expecting to see Tom sitting there with him. Only to realize he was alone. Whatever connection they have between them is growing the more they get to know each other. If Harry believed in the idea of soul mates he would guess that Tom is his. But the practical part of him refuses to think about the ridiculousness of soul mates. Harry can picture Tom laughing at him if he were to tell him of his thoughts.
Harry finishes with his inspection of the Chambers and once again makes sure that it is clean and everything is set. While the school carries on with a muggle tradition, he and the others will thank Mother Magic for the blessings she continues to bestow upon them. Harry leaves the Chamber and makes his way to the kitchen, the house elves that Tom sent to him have been helpful. Originally he asked for one but Tom sent three, one for Harry, one for Neville and Seamus to share and the other for Luna. Rosemary, Betsie and Thyme. The little elves took to their jobs eagerly, Harry later found out they are sisters and refuse to be separated from each other. Rosemary or Rose as she likes to be called and her sisters integrated themselves into Hogwarts as if they’ve worked there for years.
Harry is quite sure that not even Dumbledore is aware of the three new elves. True Slytherin elves, they commandeered the kitchen, taking over the duties of the head elf. Along with their meals, Harry and the others would be given messages of conversations between the Headmaster, his staff and students. Harry keeps a record of all the Headmaster’s dirty little deeds. The man is more evil than anyone could ever imagine. Harry and his friends found out that besides his affair with Molly Weasley Dumbledore has a preference for teenage boys. The more they fight him, the more he likes it.
Little Rose and her sister turned out to be the perfect spies along with Akasha there is nothing that the Headmaster did that Harry is not aware of. Harry no longer relies on information that comes from Snape. Since the night Harry placed the collar around the older man’s neck. Severus steers clear from Harry; as a matter of fact he has received better grades in potions in the short time he’s been back to school. No longer does the older man stand behind him and watch his every move. Harry attributes his grades to his potion partners, Draco or Blaise or sometimes Daphne. Harry can see the expression of rage on Hermione’s face whenever he brews the perfect potion and hers fails in comparison. Harry no longer seeks approval or cares what Hermione or Ron thinks. They chose to side with a man that lies, uses, molests and kills anyone he deems unworthy. Some may say that Dumbledore and Tom are men cut from the same cloth. But Harry strongly disagrees and always shuts down their arguments. Tom has something that Dumbledore does not possess and that is love. Tom kills for those he loves and cares for.
Harry reasoned that Tom killed his father for the way he left his mother when he found out about her magic. Tom killed his grandparents because they turned their backs on him and for knowing who he was when he went to confront his father. Harry could list all of the reasons to why Tom kills but that would take all day; Harry feels he does not need to give or show justification for Tom’s actions. That is something Tom can do for himself. Harry enters the kitchen to see Neville, Seamus and Draco sitting at the table laughing. Harry is proud of how his brothers embraced the other boy into their fold as if he belonged there all along. Harry walks over to them and sits down, instantly Rose brings over a plate with treacle tarts and a chilled bottle of butterbeer.
They are still laughing when he sits down. “What’s so funny?”
“We are talking about the look on Granger's face today when McGonagall told her to stop repeating everything she reads in a book and think for herself.” Neville says between chuckles. “I loved the expression on her face when you bested her, Love.” Neville tells Seamus then gives the other boy a smoldering kiss. Harry loves to see when Neville and Seamus feel free to be themselves. Usually they hide their true personalities, Seamus who everyone sees as the class clown and is always blowing things up and Neville the timid and shy friend. Under their disguise no one would guess that both men are ruthless and cunning killers who would do anything for Harry. Harry cannot think of Seamus and Neville without thinking of Luna. The students call her “Loony” but if they only knew how sane and deadly she is, they would be scared shitless. Harry happily surrounds himself with people who are just like him. People who he can truly trust. Harry and Draco turn and look at each other before they start to make kissing noises at Neville and Seamus.
A house elf pops into the kitchen pulling Harry from his thoughts. It is one of the elves from Riddle Manor, Harry expects to see Tom’s handwriting and is surprised when he recognizes Will’s instead. The elf pops out as soon as Harry takes the letter from him. Harry opens the letter and reads. His brows crease as he reads;
Little Brother,
Molly Weasley is dead, Dumbledore throws suspicions on Remus. Claims he and Molly got into a fight about you being gay. I suspect Percy and Arthur are up to something, will send word when I know more. I have sent word to the Dark Lord and Remus. We are staying at the Burrow until the funeral.
Stay Safe
William
P.S. Tell my Dragon I am thinking about him.
Harry passes the letter to the other three; they read it with the same questions swirling in their minds. Harry takes the letter back and burns it, leaving no trace of it. Who the hell killed Molly Weasley?
Muggle London Flash Production’s
Percy Weasley has a secret. A secret so dark and deep he knows that if anyone in his family finds out they will disown him. Percy's deepest desire is to please his father, to have the man recognize him for his brilliance. When Percy was a child his mother would always tell him what a disappointment he was to his father. That Arthur Weasley did not want him, never wanted him and told her to get rid of him when she found out she was with child. His mother would tell him stories of how she begged his father to let her keep him, she would tell him that Arthur only wanted his older brothers. Percy felt alone despite growing up in a home filled with people. His father would always laugh with the twins whenever they would prank Ron or even Arthur himself. Arthur would always say how proud he is of Charlie who chose to be a Dragon Trainer or Bill the famous Curse Breaker. But for Percy his father had no words of encouragement, at least according to what his mother told him.
Molly would always remind Percy that his older brothers are jealous of him. Percy made a point to receive nothing but an “O” when he attended Hogwarts, made Prefect and Head boy. Percy in his short time since graduating from Hogwarts got a job working at the Ministry of Magic and shortly after for the Minister himself as his personal assistant. Percy was so excited about his accomplishment he went to see his parents but only his mother was excited about the news, his father according to his mother could not care less. Percy thought this would make his father proud to have one of his sons working alongside him at the Ministry. However, he hardly saw his father. The few times they did try to have lunch it was so painfully awkward that they stopped altogether. Each time he went to his mother hurt, she would tell him to stop trying to please his father and that what she thought should be the only thing that matters to him.
Percy sighs as he takes in his surroundings. If only his father knew what he is doing now, not for money but because a desperate need for affection, he would be more disappointed in him. Percy just finished working on his last film for the week and he will not be needed in the studio for another two weeks. Percy remembers the day Bryan his now manager approached him and talked him into doing adult muggle films, better known as porn, as if it was yesterday. This is his secret, his shame. In the Wizarding World he is Percy Ignatius Weasley, personal assistant to Minister. To his family he was Perfect Percy: smart can do no wrong and a stain in his father's eyes. But in the muggle world he is known as Jackson Steele, porn star. In the past year Percy has made more pounds working as the muggle Jackson Steele than he has as Percy Weasley in the Wizarding world, his only shame is he did it all on his back and taking it up the arse. Once he finally out exactly what his job was, Percy had only one requirement: that his partners be older men who can dominate him in every way. Maybe I’m looking for the father figure I never had growing up?
Percy’s other shame is that despite what his family might say or feel when they discover the truth about him, he enjoys what he does. Percy enjoys the thrill of becoming someone else. Letting go because no one knows the name of Weasley or the fact that his family is now fighting in a war Percy himself does not believe in. A war he tries his best to stay out of. Percy makes his way to his dressing room to wipe off his make up from the work day. His family follows one man on just his words alone; it disgusts and sickens him to think that every member of his family would kill for the old fool if he told them to, no questions asked. His mother especially, she lives and breathes Albus Dumbledore. Although Percy has a feeling his brothers are up to something, he has no way of proving it. Charlie quit his job in Romania, working with Dragons is a job he loves and was trained for. And Bill transferred from Gringotts in Egypt to work at the London branch. The twins, well they are always on a program of their own. Percy just wished they would include him, make him feel like he is a part of their group.
All Percy wants is to be included in whatever his older brothers are doing. If they only know how much I idolize them. Percy remembers when he was smaller the twins would include him in on their pranks. The only time Percy can remember he was included was when he and the twins played a prank on old man Peterson by stealing his cane and spelling it so that every time the man walked it made farting sounds. When their mom found out the twins got beaten within an inch of their lives, while Percy was hugged and kissed and told to stay away from his brothers. As the years went by Percy made a point of staying away from his brothers and instead stuck close to his mother. When Ron and Ginny were born, Percy was angry because they took away what little affection his mother gave him. There were times he imagined his mother looking at him with the same hate and distrust in her eyes as she did with his older brothers and most of all his father. Percy would ask her if she loved him. Molly would always tell him that he is the best out of all her older brood. Percy now recalls she has never told him she loved him.
With all the makeup finally off his face, Percy is tired from his day. Working at the Ministry then shooting three films. One masturbation scene for their intranet, I am still not up on the muggle lingo thinks Percy. A threesome, and a BDSM scene with one of the studio’s best Dominant that felt more natural and real than roleplay for a film. Percy gathers his bag and makes his way out the door saying night to the crew he’s known for the better part of a year.
Percy hears a crew member ask, “Did you hear? Some big shot bought the studio.” Usually Percy would not pay attention to gossip of any kind but this stops him in his tracks.
“Yeah, I hear they got it for a steal. My only question is whether I’m out of a job or not?” Asks a second voice.
“I guess will have to see, won’t we.” Says the other crew member.
It seems the conversation is over and Percy walks out of the door, he tries not to think about the new owner and if it will have any effect on him. While his family is putting their energy into fighting a war, Percy’s immediate concern is if he will need to prove himself to the new owners of the studio. The Wizarding world will not miss him if he decides to leave and live in the muggle world. He doubts if his family would miss him; they have their precious Harry Potter and the great and everlasting Albus Dumbledore. As much as Mother claims to care for me, I doubt she would miss me if I left. Percy cannot escape his fate as a wizard or the damn war; sooner or later he will have to stand with his family in a war he feels is pointless. I have this feeling that even with everything the light side has done or tried to accomplish, they will lose. Innocent people will die. I pray I’m not one of them.
With those sad thoughts in mind Percy decides to go see his mother, he can only hope his father is not there. Percy makes it to the spot he usually uses for his apparition and heads to the Burrow. Percy arrives at the Burrow to see his mother walk through the door. He makes sure his clothes are perfect and nothing is out of place as he walks to the door leading to the kitchen. Percy is about to enter when he hears his father yell, “Your lover!” Confused Percy slowly moves to the side of the door and peeks through the window just in time to see his father pick his spell bound mother off the floor and tying her to a chair. “Did you think I did not know that you and that old goat are fucking?” Percy hears his father say.
What the hell! Percy cannot believe what he is hearing. His mother is having an affair with Albus Dumbledore. A shiver of disgust passes through Percy at the thought of his mother and Dumbledore. How revolting and that’s saying a lot for me, a man who sells his body on muggle camera. Percy listens to what is happening inside, the more he hears the more disgusted he becomes. His mother has murdered her unborn child and would have done so to the rest. How blind am I to not realize my mother never loved my father? Percy is confused, Do my brothers know what was going on? Is that why they were so happy to leave? Percy thinks of the way his mother treated him, no one knew of his torment. In front of the others she would hug and kiss him as if he was her pride and joy. But when no one was looking his mother did not pay him any attention. He lived a lonely life; he tried to gain her attention by being the son she wanted to make her love him. Percy is brought out of his musing when his mother speaks his name.
“I was happy when I got pregnant with Percy” Percy knew she loved him, he was about to go in and save his mother until he hears the rest. “Because I thought he was Albus’s. It was not until after he was born that I realized he was yours. But during my pregnancy, I came to love the child because I still saw him as the son of the man I loved. Which is why I turned him against you.” Molly tells his father vindictively. Percy looks through the window in time to see the smile Molly has on her face, the one that does not bode well for Arthur or him for that matter with her next response. “I bet it burns, doesn’t it? That he can't stand to be in the same room with you. I made sure that Percy hates your guts.”
Percy turns from the window as anguish hits him, Father wanted to have a relationship with me! All this time I thought he hated me. But my mother used me to further her hate toward him.
“You are right Molly, it really hurts that Percy doesn't hide just how little he cares for me.” His father responds in a quiet voice, soft enough that Percy has to strain to hear. “But that was because of you!” He yells. “I’m not delusional enough to think that once you are gone he will come to love me.”
The pain in his father’s voice cuts through Percy. He never knew his father loved him. He never knew what an evil, manipulative and conniving bitch his mother was. She turned everyone against me, why? Percy asks himself. Steeling himself, Percy looks through the window once
more just in time to see his father slap his mother across the face; he winces as if he was the one that got slapped. That must have hurt.
Percy is shocked when his father asks the next question. “Did you feel the same blinding pain as if your blood was being ripped out of your body? The pain of having your flesh and blood reject you, feeling that your own sons are no longer yours. Did you hurt the same way I did at knowing that our sons have a new family?” Percy hears his father say. He cannot believe it his brothers have turned their backs on who they are. They chose another as their family. Why didn’t they ask me to join them? Because you would have said no or told Molly. A voice in the back of his head said. You were her little spy growing up, she used you then and she would have used you now. Tears run down Percy’s face. To face to truth that he means nothing to the woman he called mother and never will hurts more than anything.
Percy stands in the shadows of the window silently crying as he listens to his mother insult his father and praise the almighty name of Dumbledore. Boasting the fact the Ron and Ginny are his flesh and blood. Percy hardens his heart; before he was concerned for his mother but now he does not care. Percy is about to leave when he hears his mother asks, “What will happen to my babies?” At one time, Percy would have wished he was counted among them but after hearing what he heard tonight he knows she is not asking after his welfare. He means nothing to her. He moves closer to the window and watches in shock as his father kills his mother in a fit of rage. The look on Arthur Weasley’s face is not kind and gentle. But angry and full of pent up rage from dealing with a woman who made his life a living hell.
Percy watches in shock at the way his father moves and the things he does after making sure Molly is dead. Arthur takes off his clothes and burns them, when he walks to the door to leave the house naked Percy moves further into the darkness and hides. Watching as Arthur tweaks with the wards then goes back inside and conjures new clothing. When Arthur leaves the kitchen Percy sneaks inside the house and walks over to his mother’s body. He bends down and stares at her trying to find the sweet woman she portrayed to the world. Yet all he can remember are the words she yelled and screamed at his father. Of not loving her family, of wanting to make sure he was hated among his brothers, of his father wishing for love and acceptance from Percy. He does not know the woman laying on her kitchen floor dead. Did I ever really know you? The answer that comes back is a resounding No! This is the woman who branded him an outcast in his own family.
He hears his father come back. Percy hurriedly sneaks back outside to his hiding spot and observes his father’s performance. And what a performance it is. The tears and his blubbering words would have fooled anyone. Percy hides when Tonks and Kingsley come outside and search the surroundings looking for the ‘killer” or any signs of one. When Percy sees Dumbledore enter the kitchen, rage fills his body. This is the man who caused everything and then a memory flashes back to him. Molly alluded to the fact that they were going to die for nothing, what did she mean by that? They are supposed to be fighting the good fight; she also mentioned a fake prophecy, could it all be connected to Dumbledore? Percy does not know but he is going to find out. But first he needs to help his father because it seems the old goat is getting suspicious.
“Arthur, not that I genuinely suspect you but where exactly were you when Molly was killed?”
Percy does not hesitate, he walks through the doorway and answers before his father can. “He was with me.” A shock registers on his father’s face but is masked quickly. Percy rushes over to his father and pulls his father into his arms, forcing his voice to crack when he speaks. “Father, I’m sorry I was not here to help you. I realized you forgot these files and went back to get them.” Percy says and takes a stack of parchment from his bag.
Arthur sighs and hugs Percy. “..thank you son. I just wanted to rush home and be with your mother, my head was not in the right place.” Arthur says loud enough for everyone to hear.
“It’s ok Father, everything will be ok. I am here. We will get through this together.” Percy tells Arthur. They pull back from the hug and wipe the tears from their eyes. Percy walks over to where Molly’s body lies and force more tears to roll down his cheeks. Ignoring Dumbledore’s presence and the two Aurors he says. “We need to call the rest. I know Charlie is staying with the twins, and Bill is probably still at the bank. We will also need to get Ginny and Ron home.” Percy gets up and walks over to his father and pulls him into another hug. “I watched you kill her.” he whispers. “I will keep your secret if you keep mine.” Arthur's body stiffens at his words but he does not give anything away. “Don’t worry, I will explain later.” Percy tells him.
Percy lets go of his father who slumps in the nearest chair. Percy takes command and starts to make calls to his siblings, who arrive promptly. When Bill walks in Percy looks for the change to see who his new family could be but sees nothing different about him. Charlie and the twins arrive at the same time and Percy scans them also looking for something different about them. They all look the same, maybe his father was mistaken and they did not change their family blood ties. Or maybe they are wearing a glamor, Percy muses. Everyone begins to speak at the sametime asking different questions.
“How did this happen?”
“When did it happen?”
“Is there any evidence?”
“Who would want to kill a sweet woman like our mother?”
No one has an answer for them as Tonks gets a sheet and covers Molly’s body, setting a preservation charm on her. While they discuss funeral arrangements Percy remains quiet and observes their behavior. One by one they all go over and look at their mother’s body. Tears spring in their eyes, there are no outbursts of emotion, just silent tears. It could all be for show Percy is not sure what to think, he knows that Molly was hard on his older brothers but at the time he saw it as her being a mother and doling out tough love, wanting them to do better. Now you know it was all because she hated them. Percy now recalls how she used to hit his older brothers harder than she would hit him, hard enough that sometimes she left bruises. She would always compare you to them and say horrible things to them in front of you. When Percy would try to talk to them, they would always shy away from him. Whenever they got in trouble Molly would call them names quietly behind Arthur's back, she would treat Percy as her prince and blame his older brothers for any trouble he would get into. Now he knows it is all from hate. She never loved them; after all these years Percy is now finally realizing the truth.
HJPB*TMRLV*HJPB*TMRLV*HJPB*TMRLV*HJPB*TMRLV*HJPB*TMRLV*HJPB*TMRLV*
William feels near ready to explode with bursts of joy. The bitch is dead! the bitch is finally dead. On the inside William rejoices in her death, he sighs with relief that he no longer needs to dwell on or think of the years of torment caused by the woman who was supposed to love and protect her children. A mother should love her children no matter what or who they are. William or Will as he likes to be called now, sniffs the air as he listens to Arthur retell the story of how he found Molly. Since he became a werewolf William’s sense of smell has improved. The story his father tells of how he found Molly does not smell like the truth. William looks around the room and watches the twins and Charlie’s reactions, their faces showing that they do not believe that a stranger killed Molly.
“Bill, where were you for the last three hours?” Kingsley asks him.
William almost chuckles but stops himself, he does not want to give away the joy he feels that the witch is dead. “Work and you can ask the goblins.” He says plainly. “I was on my way out of the bank when Percy called.”
Kingsley then looks at the twins and Charlie, “Wait” William says before Kingsley could open his mouth. “Are you accusing us, her children, of killing our own mother?”
“I--I--” Kingsley stutters.
“Calm down dear boy.” Dumbledore says. “I believe Kingsley is only trying to figure out where everyone was. To relieve suspicions from family members.”
“Then in that case Headmaster, where were you?” Charlie asks, his voice hard like steel.
Dumbledore chuckles, “I was meeting with a few members of the Order before I went to see the Minister at the Department of Ministries.” Then he turns to Percy, “Coincidentally Percy I did not see you there. If I remember correctly you said you were in your office.”
Everyone turns to look at Percy, “That is correct I was there only for a few minutes to grab the documents that Father forgot.” Percy gives them a shy smile, “I used the Minister's private entrance to avoid bumping into anyone.”
“And to answer your unasked question Kingsley.” Charlie pipes in. “The twins and I were at their shop. I am now part owner of three W’s.”
“What dragons no longer tickle your fancy Charlie?” Tonks asks, attempting to be coy, yet instead looking utterly foolish.
Charlie looks at her head on, William can see the words “No but Severus does” written across Charlie's face but instead he says, “not particularly. I’ve been burned one too many times.” He shrugs his shoulder, “It leaves a nasty taste in your mouth after a bit.” It is no secret that Tonks had a crush on Charlie in school, she tried using love potions many times to get him to sleep with her. How the bitch became an officer of the law is anyone’s guess. Now she has set her sights on Remus, thank Merlin he got away before she tried any of her shite.
“I am glad you all are having such a good time throwing suspicions on each other. But if you have forgotten my wife, your mother is dead!” Arthur yells bringing the focus back to why they are there in the first place. Arthur breaks down and Will chances a look at Percy and observes the way he is watching Arthur. Something is definitely not right.
“I agree Dad,” William says. Arthur gasps and looks at William then the twins, Charlie and Percy. Arthur walks over to him and pulls him into a hug, which breaks William's heart. Guilt crawls into his heart at what he and his brothers had done. No matter what, this is his father. That woman can rot in hell for all he cares but this is his father.
Arthur breaks down and cries chanting “my boy” over and over. The twins walk over and put their arms around William and Arthur. William lifts his head to see Charlie pulling Percy over to them and Arthur encircles his arms around all of them and does not stop his chant of “my boys.” Anyone who looks on will only think it is a father holding onto the last remaining members of his family. No one would guess that they are no longer one hundred percent blood related. “You are all I have left.” He says. “You are my children, my flesh and blood.” The guilt from earlier makes its presence known, William knows if he is feeling it so are his brothers. It was not a selfish decision but something that he and his brothers felt they had to do. If only his father knew about Dumbledore and Molly, then maybe he would willingly join Harry and the Dark Lord’s side after all. Maybe we should tell him but would he believe us? Molly had him wrapped around her conniving and manipulative fingers.
“I know this is not the right time,” Dumbledore interrupts. They break apart from their hug but do not let go of each other. Dumbledore clears his throat, he seems a bit uncomfortable with the familial affection between the four men. “A few days ago I overheard Molly and Remus arguing when I went to visit him at Headquarters. I had another mission for him and I wanted to let him know that Harry showed up for school on time.” A month fucking late don’t you think? Thinks William.
Then Dumbledore’s words put William on high alert, he knows for sure that Remus has not left Riddle Manor since he and the twins took him there. As a matter of fact the only time he has left the Manor is to deal with the new school that Harry is setting up for the Pack and possibly other werewolves. By the looks of Remus and Lucius relationship, the man is never alone. “What does Remus have to do with this?” William asks.
“My boy, Remus was quite angry with your mother.” William wants to flinch every time Dumbledore refers to Molly as his mother but refrains.
Curiously Arthur asks, “What were they arguing about?”
“They arguing about Harry.” Dumbledore answers. He walks over to a chair and sits down as if he is tired. William hates the man for hypocrisy and pretentiousness. His wolf paces around insides of him ready to pounce and kill the man where he sits. But he holds back, the honor of the kill belongs to his Alpha.
“What does Harry….” Starts George
Continues Fred, “...have to do with anything?”
William looks to the twins and sees the same confused looks on their faces. Charlie has no expression. At times William wishes he could be like his brother and mask his expressions better, especially in this case.
“They were arguing at the fact that Remus wants to officially adopt Harry. But your mother felt he was not ready. Also with Remus being a werewolf and by Wizarding standards that make him a dark creature , which would stop him from adopting Harry. She felt giving Harry false hope was not in his best interest. Your mother said a few more things that Remus took out of context. Remus grew quite angry and threatened your mother with bodily harm. It was then I made my presence known.” Dumbledore explains. “I fear I made it worse by telling him that Harry is gay and engaged to a man.” Dumbledore shakes his head and sigh in disappointment. “I dare say this could be as much my fault as it is his.”
Kingsley spoke up, “So you are saying that Remus might have killed Molly?” He asks in confusion.
Dumbledore looks at Kingsley and a feeling of unease flares within William, making his gut tighten, the look in the old bastard’s eyes is calculating when he answers. “Yes my dear boy that is what I am saying.”
Everyone in the room gasps, “I do not believe that.” Charlie vows. “Remus is the most kind hearted man I know.”
“You have to admit at the last Order meeting we all attended he was not happy that Harry disappeared and we could not find the boy.” Tonks tries to reason.
“That is a bunch of bullshite and you know it!” Charlie yells at her. “Were you not the one that wanted to fuck him just a few months ago until he turned you down. And now you are quick to accuse him of something like this. Yes, he got angry at the last Order meeting but we were all upset. Harry was missing for fuck’s sake, and no one knew where to find him.” Charlie continues. “But never once did Remus threaten anyone. So for him to kill her does not sit well with me. And it should not sit well with the rest of you.”
“Charlie! Don’t you care your mother just died?!” Tonks yells at him, pointing her finger over to where Molly’s body is. “Someone killed her and we have a possible suspect.” She continues on. “Just because we like him and thought of him as one of us, you cannot rule him out. He is a dark creature after all, for all we know he could be He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named’s spy.” The others in the room gasp at her assumption but Tonks ignores it and keeps on speaking, “By the way you are acting, you could have helped him killed her just to throw us off your scent!”
Charlie ignores her accusation about him and asks, “Did you find evidence that Remus is the one that did this?” he argues.
“The only evidence we found are the wards were tampered with, but that could just be Remus trying to throw blame on someone else.” Tonks snaps. “Like I said you are acting as if your mother was not killed. Or maybe it is that you do not want or care to find out who did it.”
“Remus has access to the Burrow just like anyone in this room, yourself included. Are you going to throw accusations their way just because he said so.” Charlie snares and points a finger at Dumbledore and Tonks follows his movement. She shakes her head no. “Then maybe you should do your fucking job and stop making accusations.”
William can see that Charlie is about to say what he and the twins are feeling. They do not care that the woman is dead but he jumps in before Charlie can admit the truth. “Ok that’s enough!” He yells then steps away from his father. “We are not going to get anywhere tonight. It’s already late. We need to take care of her body and I am concerned that Ron and Ginny are not here as yet.” In all actuality I would rather not see the two little traitors, but I have to keep up appearances after all.
Dumbledore stands, “Quite right my boy, quite right. If I am not mistaken Percy you called Hogwarts and spoke with Minerva.”
Percy looks confused for a second. “No I did not, I got distracted when Bill and the others got here. I guess I can do that now.”
Dumbledore stops him, “I am on my way back to the Hogwarts I will inform them myself and send them home for a few days.” Dumbledore leaves through the floo. Then Kingsley and Tonks call for more assistance to remove Molly’s body to St. Mungo’s to wait for her burial. They also call for more Aurors to do a sweep of the area for any more evidence.
William goes to stand next to Charlie, while the twins as if they know what their brother is going discuss distracts their father and Percy. “Something is not right, and you do not need to be a wolf to know that.” Charlie says.
William discreetly shakes his head, “ I thought I was the only one. Percy seems to be sticking close to Arthur, more than he has in years.” William chance a glance at his brother. “You almost let your emotion take over for a bit there.”
Charlie looks at him, “You don’t think?” Asks rhetorically. “Look I’m sorry but when the old coot started spouting his bullshite I could not take it anymore. And Tonks well, she pisses me off, my wolf wants to rip her heart out and watch her die. I know it’s a bit harsh but she makes my wolf angsty and not in a good way.”
William looks at his brother, Charlie’s eyes never leaves Tonks for a minute. He knows that it is not attraction because his brother is in love with Severus Snape. Maybe something else happened between them long ago, not that Charlie ever revealed anything to me. However, instead of asking William steers the conversation back to the reason they are there. “I don’t know what to think, but one thing's for certain, Remus did not do this. I know for a fact that he was with Lucius all night.”
“I don’t smell another presence here at all. The only ones I can smell are Weasley’s.” Charlie says in a serious tone. William nods his head in agreement. “How ironic would it be if Arthur is the one that killed her with Percy’s help?”
William does a double take and for a minute is about to say no, it is not possible. But stop turns to look at Arthur and Percy. There was a time when Percy would never stand so close to Arthur or allow the man to hug him and call him son. But tonight Percy seemed to welcome all those things. “The man who is oblivious to everything that goes on around him and the boy was her pet, if they banded together and killed the witch. No one would believe it.”
Charlie is silent for a few seconds, “If they did it, what better way to find the evidence before someone else does then bring them over to our side. Believe it or not sometimes I feel awful for not including Percy.” Charlie runs his hands through his now growing red hair. “Sometimes I wish we could have protected him better from her manipulations. In some ways, I feel we failed him.”
William thinks about what his brother is saying, true Percy was Molly’s pet but they excluded him instead of protecting him, forcing him to go to her willing. Yet, for all that Charlie said William still feels that he cannot trust Percy blinded. Maybe a test of trust is in order? “Maybe you are right and we did fail him, but I still don’t trust him.” William repeats to Charlie out loud. “Before we look for any sort of evidence, we need to warn Harry and tell him what the old goat is cooking up.” Both Charlie and William walk closer to where Arthur and the rest are just as Kingsley and Tonks leave with Molly’s body. A few minutes later Ron and Ginny come barreling out of the floo and into their arms crying.
“The Headmaster just told us,” Ginny cries into his chest. “Is Mum really gone, is it true? Did Remus really kill her?”
“Ginny, where did you hear that?” Arthur asks in shock.
“From the Headmaster,” Ron says. “He said he was upset with Mum for telling him Harry would not want to live with him because he is a werewolf, so he killed her.” Ron’s face is red with anger, it seems whatever Dumbledore told them they are willingly to believe. How foolish of me to think that these two idiots would learn to think for themselves.
William looks at the two Dumbledore's because that is who and what they are. The only child that Arthur Weasley can claim as his own is Percy. A small bit of guilt still lingers in the air, but William shakes it off; there are too many things set in motion to change the course he and his brothers have taken. “Ron, Ginny, no one is sure who did this. No matter what the Headmaster says, I do not believe that Remus is responsible for this.” William explains calmly. “Besides does this place look like a werewolf did this?” William asks waving his arms around. “I am pretty sure that there would be more blood and her body would not be intact.” He says, trying to make them see reason.
“It’s not the full moon Bill, he can only change during a full moon.” Percy says. “And who says he was in wolf form.” How delusional they are thinks William. Werelore is something they know nothing about. A werewolf does not need a full moon to change. A full moon only gives a werewolf more power. As long as there is a moon, a werewolf can transform.
“I agree with your brother Percy,” Arthur says stopping any other protest Percy can come up with. A look passes between Percy and Arthur that solidifies William’s suspicions that they know more about Molly’s death then they are letting on. Arthur sighs, “No matter how angry he gets, Remus would never hurt, much less kill Molly. They disagreed on issues that involved Harry but I cannot and will not believe that he killed her. He has the gentlest heart I know.” Arthur turns and makes his way to the stairs to prove that the conversation is over, he leaves the kitchen as he says. “I’m going to bed, I’m tired and I need time to process the fact that your mother, my wife is gone. You are all welcomed to stay, we can deal with funeral arrangements tomorrow.”
Arthur leaves them all standing there, Ron and Ginny follows behind Arthur to their rooms. Percy looks as if he wants to say something but does not. Instead he shakes his head and follows after Ron and Ginny. William looks at his remaining brothers, they all shake their heads in silent agreement. It seems they will be staying at the Burrow for the night. William sits down and writes three messages: one to Harry, the other to the Lord and the last to Remus. They need to know what is going on and the accusations that are being thrown Remus’s way. Once he is finished, he walks outside and stands in the darkest part he can find and calls for one of the Lord’s house elves. William gives the elf instructions for delivering the messages. The first one will go to Harry, then the Lord and last Remus. Once that is complete William walks back inside to see Percy standing in the kitchen.
“I heard you talking to someone, who were you talking to?”
“A house elf, I just started seeing someone and I wanted them to know I will not be around for a few days. I don’t want them to worry.” William shrugs his shoulder, lying smoothly. Percy looks at him as if he does not trust him. “I’m not your enemy Percy, never have been, never will be.”
“I don’t trust you,” Percy tells him before William can reply. “You and the others rush in here on your white horses to save the bloody day. But I know there is something not right with the four of you.”
William shrugs his shoulders again, “There is nothing I can do or say to convince you to trust me or any of us.” William smiles but it does not reach his eyes, “You called, we came. Tell me Percy, how do you feel now that she is gone? Will you miss her? Because I won’t,” William admits to him with no remorse. “She played games with all of our lives. Pitted us against each other, made sure we hated you. Cheated on the man who would have given her the world if he could,” William sees the shock in Percy’s eyes but ignores it and continues. “You want to know something Percy.” William says as he walks closer to the man that was once his brother, “I have dreamt of killing her myself, dreamt of placing my hands over her mouth and watching as her life drains from her body. The only thing I’m sad about is that someone else beat me to it. And when I find out who did it, and I will Percy. I’m going to congratulate them, and give them a bloody medal for ridding the world of that evil bitch that dared to call herself my mother.”
William leaves Percy standing in the kitchen and makes his way to his old room. Tomorrow he will talk with his brothers about their suspicions and how they feel about Percy and Arthur.
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Four days later Molly Weasley’s body is laid to rest. Arthur goes for a traditional burial with only family and friends. Harry is invited because he is still considered a part of the Weasley family. Hermione who is also invited sticks close to Ron and Ginny while William, Charlie and the twins stick close to Harry. Harry cannot help but note the sudden closeness between Arthur and Percy. Harry also observes how little Arthur hugs or touches Ron and Ginny, something has definitely changed in the dynamics of their relationship. When either Ron or Ginny go to stand beside Arthur or try to touch him, he makes an excuse to go and speak with someone else. Harry also observes Arthur’s body language; he does not look or act like a man who just lost the love of his life. There are times Harry watches as Arthur looks in the direction of Molly’s ashes and there is a slight tilt to his lips as if he is smiling. This makes Harry wonder if Arthur Weasley killed his wife or had someone do it for him, and now is playing the grieving widower?
Could it be possible? Harry thinks back to the last time he saw Arthur Weasley, the way he acted and the crazed look in his eyes. Harry looks closely at Arthur and searches his eyes. Arthur's eyes do not express sadness, despair or loss of hope. His eyes are of a man who is happy, as if he did something and he is the only one that knows the truth. If anyone looked they would sum it up to as just a part of who the man is. Arthur Weasley has always been an easy going person. Living with Molly Weasley’s betrayal will make anyone snap and seek to kill. The look in Arthur's eyes changes when Dumbledore goes to speak with him. They go from dancing to hard and calculating. It seems my assumption might be correct, maybe it will not be so hard to bring Arthur over to our side. Harry looks over at Severus Snape and watches the man try not to touch his collar. I really wish I could trust him. Then a thought comes to Harry. I think I have found the perfect thing for Snape to earn his way back into my good graces. Have him create the antidote to cure Arthur Weasley then blackmail Weasley into joining the dark side.
Harry makes his way over to William and makes sure no one is around, quickly casting a disillusionment charm around them. “I want you to give all responsibility of building the school over to Remus. And stick close to Arthur.” Harry commands. “Something is not right.” He finishes.
William takes no offense to Harry’s commanding tone, it is who he is when he is in Alpha mode; everyone listens or faces the consequences. Even though Charlie is angry with Harry for what he did with Severus, he understands. But Charlie made sure Harry knows that he does not appreciate the heavy handed punishment of his lover. The quarrel is between Severus and Harry. “So you agree with me then?” William says and Harry nods his head yes. “Very well I will get on that right away. Also I think we should have someone watch Percy, he is more than he seems.” William continues.
Harry turns and looks at Percy and sees nothing out of the ordinary with the man, he looks and acts the same. Yet, William has never steered him wrong when it comes to his observations. “Have Fred follow and watch him, report anything he finds that is blackmail worthy.” Harry commands again. “I have something else I want to try for Arthur Weasley.”
“What is that?”
“I’m going to ask Snape to check his blood and see if can make an antidote for whatever Molly poisoned him with.”
“Do you think he will be able to? Do you think we can trust him yet?”
Harry thought about what William asks, “There are a lot of things I don’t like about the man, but that pales in comparison to how brilliant he is as Potions Master.” Harry says. “This will be a test to see if I can trust him again. He better not fail. If he does it will be his death, warn Charlie. I would rather not kill his lover for failing me and the Dark Lord.”
“Yes Alpha.” William says in understanding. “Oh another thing, the paperwork on that muggle film company you bought came in; Griphook wanted me to give it to you. With all of this,” William says with a wave of his hands. “I forgot to send it to you. You are now the owner of Flash Productions.”
“Good, and I hate that name.” Harry says to him. “Have Griphook get started on the company name change to Maverick Riders Production, also check the ages on all the men and women working there. No one under the age of eighteen will be working for me. I want health records that includes a list of anyone who uses muggle recreational drugs, and health benefits in place.”
William nods his head, “What do you want me to do if there are any under age children?”
“Look for an abandon house in the area purchase it, we will set up a home for them. Chances are if they are working in the porn industry they were kicked out of their home. We also need to hire muggles to watch over the children and make sure they attend school. Have George and Charlie help you with this. I rely on you as my second in command but we also have others who can take up some of the responsibility.”
“I will get on it right away. I have no problem doing the work Harry.” William tells him. “Sooner or later I will have to stop working for the goblins.” William says with a shrug. “I love my job but working for them does not satisfy me. At least with pack business I can work for myself and still do my job as the pack beta.” A smile plays over William’s lips. “Besides working with you makes me feel accomplished.”
“I know that you idiot, and I am glad.” Harry says with a smile. “Before my second in command, you are my big brother. By all rights you should be the Potter and Black Heir.”
William pulls Harry into a brotherly hug. “I don’t want that kind of responsibility Harry and I refuse even if it is by law to take away your birthrights. You took my brothers and me in with open arms.” He says as they pull away from their hug “Accepted our requests and asked no questions. I will be your big brother but not the Heir. I have my own fortune, not as big as yours but it’s mine and I earned it.”
Harry does not know what to say, he knows when he and Tom take over the Wizarding World secrets will be revealed and the former Weasley’s will no longer need to wear the glamor they wear out in public. “Thanks William.” Harry says genuinely.
“No more mushy stuff and no more talk about heirs and all that crap; let’s get back to business. Besides,” William says with a smile. “Dark Lords and Alphas should not have to worry about such trivial things.” He sniffs with his nose in the air like a Malfoy.
Harry laughs, “I think you have been hanging around Draco too long, he’s rubbing off on you.”
“I’m not complaining.” William tells him with a chuckle. “Rubbing is how we get to know each other.” William wiggles his eyebrows.
Harry shakes his head, “I don’t want to know, better yet don’t let Lucius know how far your rubbing has gone since you started seeing his precious flower.”
“More of a hellcat than a flower.” William whispers as his face turns a bright shade of red to match his hair.
“I really don’t want to know.” Harry tells him.
“Yeah, you're too young for those sort of things.” The shocked look on Harry’s face makes William burst out laughing. “Then again I see the way the Lord looks at you every time you walk into the room, I think he loses focus every time you bend over to pick something up.”
“Why do you think I do it?” Harry says with a chuckle.
“Speaking of which, does he know about your new purchase?”
“No and I doubt he will, I don’t tell him everything. Do you tell Draco everything you do?”
“Good point.” William answers. “We’ve been standing here for awhile; let’s mingle for a bit, don’t want to draw too much attention.”
Harry nods his head in agreement and cancels the charm, walking away from William. Emotional feelings are not his forte. Before Harry can get too far a whirl of red hair rushes toward him, holding on to him and crying out. “Oh Harry, I cannot believe it. My mum is gone, what am I going to do Harry?”
Harry stands with his hands to his side, what the fuck! this harpy needs to get her hands off of me. “Uh Ginny, can you please let me go? I cannot breath.”
Ginny lets him go and looks into his eyes. Harry takes in her tear streaked face. Gay or not he will not deny that she is a beautiful girl, her body can draw in any man that desires her. Yet, with her in his arms and standing so close to him he feels nothing, not a spark of arousal. Harry must have sent some sort of signal because in an instant Ginny’s lips are on his. Her arms grasp tightly around his neck. Harry gasps in surprise and his lips open; Ginny wastes no time sticking her tongue down his throat. Harry feels disgusted as he tries to push her off him. His eyes stay open, he tries to push her tongue out of mouth but Ginny takes it as Harry’s acceptance of her kiss. Her tongue delves deeper almost choking him and she moans into the one-sided kiss. Anger and rage that do not belong to him bubbles inside of Harry. He tries once more to push her off him before something disastrous happens.
This time Ginny pulls away from their one-sided kiss, she rests her head on his shoulder. Harry gives her no comfort, he is angry and wants nothing more than to slap the manipulative bitch across her face. Or grip his fingers around her neck, taking her life from her. Harry looks around the back of the Weasley’s backyard and notices no one but Dumbledore is watching them, with that irritating sparkle in his blue eyes. Harry smiles back as images of gouging those sparkling blues eyes out of his head flash through his mind. He snakes his hands around Ginny’s tiny waist, if this is how the old man wants to play, by using his daughter so be it. When Tom kills her in front of his face we’ll see just how sparkling the old man’s eyes can get.
Month Three-November-One Month Before Yule
Since the day of Molly’s funeral and that one-sided kiss between Harry and Ginny, Tom has been silent. All the letters he’s sent have gone unanswered, whatever connection Tom and Harry have been building together has stopped. It makes Harry worry, he does not show his worry to his friends or to anyone else. Does Tom think he liked the kiss? Harry shivers with disgust at the thought of that kiss. Harry walks through the empty halls on his way from his last class. His thoughts are on the things he needs to finish before he leaves for Yule break. Harry slows his steps when he hears voices coming from an empty classroom.
“Are you sure this will work Hermione?” Harry can only guess the voice is Ginny’s. “The kiss I gave him at my mother’s funeral did not seem to sway him.”
Harry moves closer to the do the cracked door. “Merlin Ginny, you act as if it’s hard to get a boy to sleep with you. And that kiss was inappropriate Ginny, what possessed you to do that at your mother’s funeral no less?”
Harry heard Ginny sighs in frustration,”It was the Headmaster’s idea.” Ginny says. “And if you have not heard Hermione he’s gay, gayer than a two Galleon whore. Granted he does not act like Jason Marshall who’s in Hufflepuff that wears make up and walks and talks like a girl.” Harry imagines Ginny shiver with disgust. “I think if he did that it would turn me off.”
“So instead you’re going to trick him into sleeping with you?” Hermione scoffs.
“It’s the only thing I can think of.” Ginny tells her.
Harry chuckles as a plan forms in his head; Ginny hates flamboyant males, how interesting. Harry files that information away for another day and continues to listen.
“How am I going to get into his room Hermione?” Ginny asks. “I’m sure the only other ones that knows his password are Seamus and Neville. And with the new change in the three of them I don’t see them giving up his password.” Ginny whines.
“I really wish you will stop that whining, it is utterly annoying.” Hermione snaps at the other girl. “As for getting the password, don’t worry about that, I have my ways. No matter how changed Neville and Seamus are,they are weak.”
Harry hears Ginny gasp, “What do you plan to do? You are not going to use the imperius curse, aren’t you? I know for sure you are not skilled in legilimency as of yet. Didn’t Dumbledore ask Snape to teach you legilimency?”
Harry stiffens at that question, if Snape agrees to teach the little traitor then Harry will know for sure that the man is not on their side.
“No you fool, I will not chance going to Azkaban for you or anyone. And, yes the Headmaster asked the greasy bastard but he told him no. According to Dumbledore, teaching me in his class is more than enough time to spend with me.” Hermione answers her saucily.
Good, thinks Harry.
“I plan to hypnotize them. That is the problem with you purebloods, you use magic for everything. It’s simple really I watched my mom’s friend do it at a party.”
“Hypenoize, what is that?”
Parlor tricks thinks Harry, as Hermione says.“The word is hypnotize Ginny and it something close to the imperius curse without using magic; it cannot be traced back to me.”
Harry begins to chuckle and backs away from the door, if only the foolish girl knew Neville and Seamus are not as weak minded as she thinks. I will play along with their games, for now. It will also be a good thing to warn Seamus and Neville to do as they ask pretend they are hypnotized just so I can find out what they are really up to.
Harry makes it back to the tower and back to his room, once again he tries to call Tom on his mirror but he doesn’t receive an answer. Harry begins his nightly yoga before he decides to take a shower. Once he is in the savasana pose he tries once again to focus on the thread of life that he and Tom began to grow just a few weeks ago. Yet, he is disappointed when he cannot find it, he gets up to take a shower and then gets into bed. Harry’s worry is beginning to turn into fear and doubt that Tom does not want anything to do with him. Harry has never been in a relationship before, he wonders how he will be able to bring back what he and Tom were building before it begins to breakdown. With his final thought Harry decides that in the morning he will send a letter to Lucius to find out what has happened to his Lord and lover. Harry knows he is alive, he just does not know where he is.
TBC!
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