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Crimson Ink	By : Blackkitten23 Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 61620 -:- Recommendations : 7 -:- Currently Reading : 18
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(I’m thinking)
“I’m speaking”
Pairing: Yaoi M/M, Harem – top Harry x bottom de-aged Severus / Tom / Lucius
Last Time:
“outside” Harry said not wanting to explain that he sent Vesta to learn what she could about what’s going on. Instead he started telling Narcissa what little he knew about the intruder …
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“this is the place” Quirinus said as they appeared in front of an old house that looked like a peaceful cottage.
“I was under the impression Grindelwald was being kept in the prison he used to use as an home base during the first wizarding war” Tom said as they slowly approached the cottage. It soon became clear that this place was not as friendly as it seemed. The simple fact that you couldn’t see in the window, which were all closed despite the nice weather, was a good indication that something wasn’t quite right. The wildlife also stayed clear of the cottage. Evidence was found if you just listen … there are no birds …
Peter nodded “I heard that was the case”
“stop here. This point is where wards start. Only one person is allowed in so Peter if you’d follow me” Quirinus explained when they reached a spot several feet from their goal. The ravenclaw turned into a sparrow and fluttered forward with Peter in his rat form and Tom following after him. once they were safely in the wards the animals resumed their human forms “to clarify I thought he’d be imprisoned there too, but I didn’t find any records saying he was getting food or anything there. It was either he died or he was held elsewhere”
“I see. His death would’ve been reported by Gringotts like all criminals when their account shuts down as a result of the passing. How did you find this place and why is the security set up to allow only one human through instead of just locking everyone out?” Tom asked as they approached the cabin. He had his suspicions considering the set up and the options weren’t pretty.
Quirinus frowned “I managed to get a look into Gellert’s account at Gringotts. It actually fine to do so if the man was convicted of crimes and expected to die in prison. The goblins allow it in case someone wants to buy the belongings or properties after the death. I found the paperwork this property. As for why his own property was used to imprison him or why the are set up this way I don’t really know, but with security wards like this anyone can just walk in. Perhaps Dumbledore assumed no one would come this far into this forest without another person with them so the wards wouldn’t let them in … it still doesn’t make sense”
“Tom, Quirinus … over here” Peter called out. He had walked around to the side of the cottage where he found several skeletons and a decaying body of a starved girl “I smelled them when I transformed … it looks like this one died only a week ago from starvation …”
“dear Merlin … I didn’t even notice them” Quirinus said as a wave of guilt washed over him for not noticing the poor souls earlier.
“there’s magic decreasing the stench” said Peter.
Tom sighed sadly “Quirinus did you transform when you left?”
“yes, why?” the ravenclaw asked wondering why this was important.
“Peter go outside the wards and tell me if something is different” Tom ordered.
Peter turned into a rat and raced to the edge of the wards. He felt the tingle of the wards as he passed through them and looked around before quickly bounding back into the wards “I can’t see the cottage from outside now!”
“it’s as I thought …” Tom groaned as he rubbed his temple “this is a trap that was used long before either of you were born. There was a group of wizards who hunted muggles for sport by trapping them in a dual seal that locks. The muggle will see something, like a curious looking cottage, and accidently walk into the wards, which instantly shifts to prevent anyone outside from seeing them. The wizards would watch as the muggle slowly died unable to get the attention of the people searching for them possibly only feet away. The wards sensed me as its next human victim and locked. Not that that’s a problem for me since magic can counteract it easily, but I’m starting to understand Gellert’s situation” Tom said as he went back to the front of the house “someone wanted him to suffer. To be unable to help the innocent people as they slowly died. He was forced to listen to their screams for help, the banging of their hands as they desperately tried to get in the cabin and finally their lasts breaths …”
Quirinus gulped at the horrifying image that came to his mind “that’s … fucked up” he shivered and Peter nodded in agreement as Tom turned the door handle “If magic can counteract it why is he still here?”
“I think I know the reason for that as well” Tom said though he didn’t take the time to explain the reason right now.
A click signaled that the door was, in fact, locked, but after pressing a little magic he was able to do what all those desperate muggles couldn’t. They watched the darkness that shrouded the room as the door slowly creaked open. It didn’t look like anyone was there, but as they walked along the dusty floorboards they heard soft muttering coming from deep in the darkness.
“Gellert? It’s Quirinus. I brought Tom with me” the ravenclaw moved ahead to see where the supposed war criminal was using his wand to brighten the room. The cottage was a small one bedroom cottage with a closet and bathroom that had no furniture besides a cot “Gellert?” he called out again and a hand came up from behind the cot.
The withered hand grabbed onto the sheets of the cot and a pale sickly man pulled himself upright. It was an appalling sight to see the wizard who was once leading a war in such a condition. He looked like he was given only enough food to survive and though his clothes looked decent his hands and bare feet were bloody. One look at the blocked windows showed bloody scratches meaning Gellert has tried to claw his way out. Perhaps it was to help the unfortunate victims trapped outside the cottage.
“Tom …” the aged wizard said with a very hoarse voice “you’re the boy who found Dumbledore’s letters … no … Myrtle did … poor girl, b-but you knew of them did you not?”
The deceitfully young wizard frowned “yes”
Gellert stood up shakily and went over to Tom where he looked him over “he knew you know and hates you … but you pulled yours together. Voldemort is no more … good good … the child involved … the little Potter is in his grip … you must help him”
“Harry is safe” Peter said quickly a bit surprised by the wizard’s erratic speech manner, but for the most part it made sense. Dumbledore knew about Tom’s horcruxes, Tom mentioned the letters that proved Dumbledore dabbled in soul magic and Gellert was worried about Harry.
Quirinus gently guided the old wizard to the cot so he could sit down “and as a bonus Harry is Tom’s intended” Tom twitched at the comment being told so casually though Peter simply snickered ”now you wanted Tom to know something about Dumbledore”
“Aura Songs … such a beautiful feeling. I felt it … long ago” Gellert seemed to calm down a little as he settled on the bed “I was stupid … gravely misguided … I visited my aunt at Godric’s Hollow as a young lad and there he was with his family … Albus and I became good friends … then he started talking about being the Master of Death. We became obsessed … but then his brother, Aberforth” Gellert fell silent and his eyes clouded over “Aberforth … their sister accidently killed their mother. I was taken with Aberforth instantly … we felt our magic sing … things changed”
Tom crouched down to look the frail man in the eyes “you changed. You helped Aberforth didn’t you?”
“Aberforth …” Gellert whimpered with so much longing “the sister, Ariana, was traumatized by muggles and their father was sent to Azkaban for killing the muggles … she never used her again so her magic began lashing out … it was one of those episodes that killed their mother. Aberforth was furious with Albus because he wasn’t helping take care of their family. I happily volunteered to help and I felt like I found my place in the world so I gave up the foolish Hallow search … Albus refused to be bothered and thought I betrayed him … we didn’t see him for years … b-but then there was a terrible episode and Ariana died. Aberforth was heartbroken and the added news of his father’s death a month later didn’t help so he tried to contact Albus to . When there was no response I went to find him … the place he was in was filled with all sorts of Dark research … that’s when I found his letters to his father in prison that sent back upon the man’s death … Albus and his father were discussing soul magic. Horcruxes to be exact … he said in the last letter the he made one and put down a date” Gellert’s frail hand grabbed Tom’s shoulder “it was the date of Ariana’s death”
‘he killed his sister” Peter said sadly.
Gellert seemed to recovered a little more sanity and his eyes hardened “I brewed a potion for Ariana to keep her magic stable and she was until that day … I took the letters and hid them in a book where Myrtle would find them decades later. When I told Aberforth he was horrified and we moved … to this cottage … to hide from Albus as we looked for a way to stop him. I knew what he wanted and went to find a Hallow, any Hallow, to hold as leverage against him. I found the elder wand and his it, but when I returned to Aberforth … Albus had already found him … he was lying dead in that corner cut up into pieces” Gellert fell silent as he stared at the corner where main room meets the bathroom “I managed to get away, but he … he had some of my hair and managed to use it to frame me. The First Wizarding war was one big attempt to hunt me down and shut me up, but it also helped to build Albus’s reputation. I was supposed to die at the duel, but I told him about what I had … that’s why I’m still alive”
A bit of guilt welled up in Tom’s heart, but this had to be asked “do you know what he used for his horcruxes or how many there are?”
The old wizard suddenly became frantic and held the fabric of Tom’s robes “don’t ever try to put his soul together! He was already heartless-”
“calm down … we only intend to kill him” Tom said calmly.
“a sword … it is what he used to kill Aberforth … he visited last month to see if I’d tell him anything. Even though I refused he knew I wouldn’t last much longer so he bragged that he had more than enough time to wait since he had more than two, but not five horcruxes … the draining is constant” Gellert said unhelpfully. It seems his mind was slipping again …
“thank you for all this information Gellert. Do you want us to take you out of here? We can’t unseal your magic, but we can help you recover” Tom offered.
“no Hallow?” Gellert muttered as he seemed to become lost in thought.
“we have on interest in the Hallows” Tom said firmly.
Gellert nodded “kill me” he said as he just stared at a certain corner in the room. The two other wizards looked away respectfully as Tom pulled out his wand. With a flash of green the old wizard was dead …
“we should leave quickly” Tom said as Quirinus and Peter laid the body on the cot in a way so Gellert was still looking at the corner.
“yes” Quirinus said knowing there would most likely be monitoring wards, but he paused to look at a black metal collar around Gellert’s neck that was hidden by the shirt’s collar until he was moved. The ravenclaw frowned as he rushed out of the cottage the others “you mentioned his magic was sealed. It’s that collar isn’t it?” Quirinus asked as they moved towards the wards.
“yes … it was an old ministry punishment before they moved the dementor’s kiss instead-” the three wizard’s froze as someone apparated in front of them just before they could cross the wards … it was Dumbledore!
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It took some examination, but Severus noticed that the twigs from the Whomping Willow outside the mansion did have a strange reaction to itself. Technically the sap seemed to be he answer to everything. A small smudge of the sap tried moving towards the other twigs. With a little tweaking he found that the sap wanted the bark, which clearly contained the dead magic. Since the magical tree was formed because of dead magic then it makes sense that it would be attracted to something it considers nutritious. If that’s the case then the sap could be used to measure the horcruxes. All he needed was for Tom to tell him what levels of dead magic each horcrux had and they may have their answer to this problem.
Harry looked over at Severus and went over to see what he was doing “what are these twigs for?” he asked curiously though he knew which tree they were from and figured it meant that Severus was trying to find a way to measure the dead magic. He was glad he listened in even if he was sure they didn’t want him knowing too much.
“I’m making a thermometer” Severus said casually as he extracted the sap from the twigs on the table and put the goo into a vial “I’m hoping to measure a certain type of magic to find something about another wizard … Harry, where is Vesta?“ he asked suspiciously. The nature sprite hasn’t been seen in while and he wondered if it had to do with where Tom went.
“outside” Harry responded simply.
Of curse it wasn’t a lie, but it didn’t fool Severus who sighed “Harry this is a dangerous situation … do you know the name Dumbledore?” he asked just as Lucius came in the room. The Malfoy wanted to object, but was silenced by a look from the potion master. None of them wanted the boy involved. He had every right to be safe and happy like any normal boy about to turn seven, but they all knew leaving him in the dark would only cause problems if he did need to get involved somehow … not that they will tell Harry about the bond between them yet, but he should know which wizard to look out for and why especially if Vesta is informing him on some things.
“yes … Vernon said the name when he was drunk and really mad” Harry answered clearly flinching at the memory that most likely involved him getting injured in some way.
Severus gently ran his fingers through Harry’s soft hair to comfort him and Lucius sat down next to the green eyed boy so he could take his hand as the potion master spoke “Albus Dumbledore is the wizard who has been paying your relatives and Figg to take care of you. We discovered some letters in Figg’s home that proves he knew everything and even encouraged them to treat you so terribly … he wanted you weak and easy to control” Severus explained.
Harry frowned in confusion “I was going to die” he said bluntly. It was heart breaking for the adults to hear that Harry understood that he was close to dying, but there really weren’t any other conclusions to draw …
“I don’t think he planned on you dying … it was taken too far, yes, but he wanted you for something else. Most likely he wanted to train you as a weapon who will be loyal to him and only him” Lucius explained as he savored the amazing feeling of his magic reacting to Harry.
“in the lessons Aunty Cissa has been teaching me and Draco we learned that we have soulmates out there somewhere an we’d eventually find them through our magic. She didn’t say how, but what would happen if I found out I had a soulmate Dumbledore didn’t like?” Harry asked trying to not let slip that he knew who his mates were.
Severus growled slightly knowing full well that nothing good would have come from Dumbledore’s involvement “honestly Harry … I don’t believe he would’ve allowed you to even find that person or persons” the potion master said trying to hint that more than one person can be bound together “there are potions that can block your magic to a certain point so it won’t react to your soulmate. Dumbledore would’ve given you that potion before you went to Hogwarts. He wants your power and fortune along with the political power your name holds so he will do what’s necessary to keep you in the dark”
“so if I wasn’t found I would be dead or stuck under an old wizard’s thumb” Harry said s he tried to process the depressing information “why me? Is it because of the fortune you said my Dad had or because of the horcrux issue with Tom? He seemed so shocked that I had a horcrux in my head”
Lucius winced slightly as the questions hit dangerously close to a topic that should involve Tom “it’s a combination of those things, but to be fair it is something that Tom should be here for”
“ok” Harry said readily. Severus and Lucius just accepted the response because Harry wasn’t the type to argue especially after such an abusive past, but what they didn’t know is that Harry didn’t press the issue like a curious child because he already knew the answers. He figured much of it out on his own. Tom put his own soul together, but his Dumbledore has the same issue. Dumbledore has some horcruxes and perhaps they want to find them like Tom did. After that talk Narcissa came in and took Harry to the classroom, or living with a chalkboard, and started some more lessons.
“speaking of Tom, where are they?” Lucius pondered as he returned to his project.
“I don’t know, but hopefully they’ll be back soon” Severus sighed wondering if they should just explain to Harry exactly what’s going on now before that fox gives that clever child all the information he needs, but before he could bring it up Bellatrix popped her head out of the cellar door.
“just so you all know squibby and fatty are dead and the flower bitch lost her mind when I let an acromantula maul the golem … it’s a mess” she said before going back downstairs. Both wizards sighed and hoped Tom was doing better than Petunia …
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