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Harry Potter and the Inheritance of Truth	By : bagoftois Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 156901 -:- Recommendations : 4 -:- Currently Reading : 3
Disclaimer: I do not nor have I ever owned Harry Potter and subsequent charactes belonging to J. K. Rowling, neither do I make any money from the writing of this story.

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The next morning caused a stir, but the resolve the family had for his money was made painfully obvious to Harry. Harry had expected Ron to allow certain liberties that would make him feel comfortable, so he cast a spell on Ron’s person to alert him when he disobeyed. The first instance of alarm was shortly after they left their room.

            Harry was closing the room door when Ron screamed from up the stairs. Harry ran to see Hermione looking down at a cowering Ron. Every time she bent to comfort him in his pain he would shy away further into the corner he was back into.

            “Hermione, I think we need to talk.” Harry gestured for them to go into her and Ginny’s room. Ginny sat on the bed lacing her trainers. She looked up at her crying brother and an angry Hermione, but was most curious about the triumphant look on Harry’s face.

            “What’s going on here, Harry, Ron?” Hermione put her hands on her hips trying to so her best Molly impression. Harry could see that one of the reasons Ron might have loved her was because she reminded them of the Weasley matriarch.

            “Ron has offered himself to me and I accepted. I’m sorry Ginny, but Ron said it was okay with you?”

            Ginny nodded, “It is my brother’s happiness is more important, besides you told me you had no feelings for me.” Ginny got to hug Ron, but he hid behind Harry.

            “You can’t touch Ron anymore. He is now mine. I will provide any physical comfort he may need.”

            “What?” Hermione’s indignant tone and stance had Ron grabbing the back of Harry’s shirt.

            “Hermione, you are one of my best mates. You have stood by me through all the incarnations of Voldemort and losing Sirius. I would never stand in the way of your happiness; if you want me to I will release Ron.” Harry waited for the answer he needed to cement his conviction to make them all pay for their treachery.

            Hermione took a deep breath, “No, Ron is my best mate too and his feelings matter as well. I won’t string him along while I still correspond with Crum.” She hugged Harry and nodded to Ron, not wanting to cause him anymore pain.

            Harry read every thought in Hermione’s seething mind. She was pissed, but she was convicted to do whatever needed to be done to stay on Harry’s side.

            “Thank you all. I am so happy to have such loyal and giving friends. I don’t know what I can do to reward you.”

            Breakfast went off without much fanfare about the whole slave thing. Fred and George leered at their brother’s position on the floor at Harry’s knee. Harry had fed Ron from his own plate and marveled at the happiness he read from the red head. This was supposed to be unpleasant for Ron but he was reveling in the treatment. The only satisfaction was the masked disgust and hatred pouring off the Weasley parents and siblings, except the twins. Their amusement matched Harry’s.



            Later found them moving through Diagon Alley buying supplies for the new term. Harry watched Ron maneuver through the crowd trying to not be touched.    Eventually he tried to use Harry as a shield and hide his broad 6’4” frame behind Harry’s leaner, shorter one. They went to rulatget their books first, Harry hearing a comment from Molly about dwindling funds.

            Harry looked around the book store grabbing random books of interest, even one on bondage and submission. He could finish books in minutes, so he stocked up on plenty of reading material. He left the group for the apothecary. The others would catch up after going to get new robes.

            He walked into the smelly shop grabbing what he needed for school and a few extra ingredients that he thought Severus would appreciate. He exited the shop after paying for the items. He walked down the street past various shops to meet back up with the Weasleys, but was pulled unexpectedly into an alley. Harry made to struggle but the scent of his assailant was very familiar.

            Harry was jerked against the hard body of his Potions Professor. Severus licked a trail up the exposed flesh of Harry’s neck.

            “You taste nice.”

            “You smell delicious. I could have killed you.”

            “You could have, but you didn’t.” Severus bit a small patch of skin and soothed the hurt with his tongue. “How are the red heads?” He continued to work on Harry’s exposed areas while waiting for a reply.

            “Barely tolerable, but I have a new slave. They witnessed a little interlude with the Twins and I and Ron threw himself at me. Ginny gave over for the more apt sibling. Disgusting.” Harry turned in the arms that held him and kissed the rosy lips that were free of his neck.

            Severus pulled away, “They do not have a problem with the arrangement?”

            “Please, Ron is reveling in this role. I might keep him just for kicks, but probably not.” He attacked Severus’ neck and was satisfied when the man moaned. He moved a hand inside of the older wizard’s robes to caress his hardening length. “Do you have anything to do?”

            “No, but aren’t they waiting for you?” Severus thrust into the hand cupping him.

            “We can be quick and get back in a reasonable amount of time.” Severus thrust again and Harry knew he had the man’s acquiesce. He pulled them further into the shadows and when Severus opened his eyes they were in a red and gold bed.

            “Where?” He looked around confused despite the tantalizing mouth working its way down his now unclothed chest.

            “The Manor.” Harry sucked an erect nipple in his mouth and reached an arm under the arching body beneath him. He slipped the hand into the back of Severus’ trousers to squeeze the firm pale globes.

            “How?” Severus gasped into Harry’s ear.

            “Just another present for my coming of age.” His hand worked its way down Severus’ crevice to his opening. He circled the ring of muscle and felt it quiver, banishing the pants that were making his progress harder. He took a moment to stare intently upon the lean muscled frame of the wizard naked underneath him and sighed at the perfection. He joined their lips in a passion filled claiming that left them breathless, only seconds later, causing them to part too soon.

            “Mr. Potter I am near my limit, get on with it.” Severus managed to keep his voice steady despite his raging need.

            “Harry, always, when we are like this,” Harry emphasized their current situation by latching onto Severus’ throat and raising a mouth sized hicky. He, then, pushed two fingers into Severus’ aching entrance, knowing that the extra burn brought Severus to a new height of arousal. He ground his clothed body against the stiff cock between them. Harry added a third finger and pumped it in and out to completely prepare Severus.

            Severus decided that his hands were not being put to proper use and brought his passion clouded brain back online to wedge them between their bodies and unbutton Harry’s pants. He pulled the thick rod from the pants and stroked it, trying to urge his lover on.

            “Now, Harry, I will not be more prepared than this.”

            Harry without any other preamble positioned himself at Severus’ hole and entered it with all intent to make the man crazed with lust. He did not go slow, but set a bruising pace that had Severus screaming incoherently in his abandon. Severus tried to quiet himself in the throes of his passion, but he could not fight the urges to voice his satisfaction.   As he screamed one last time at a particularly brutal hit to his prostate his voice failed him and he came in a silent yell to the ceiling, mouth agape. Harry was not far behind as he grunted his orgasm and coated the inside of Severus’ channel with his seed. He fell atop the raven haired man and seemed to doze for a few seconds as he regained his wits.

            “Fuck, I am looking forward to the start of term.”

            “There is an attack scheduled on a muggle town the first day of term.”

            Harry sobered quickly and looked up into Snape’s eyes. “Fuck.”

            “Yes, I won’t be required to participate, but Albus forbade the order from intervening either.”

            “Why?” Harry eased off the man,

            “I have no idea, but we cannot afford a muggle attack where things can be publicized.”

            “I wanted to wait for term, but the first day is technically my time frame. I will see what I can do.”

            They separated and began to tidy themselves. Harry looking presentable first with most of his cloths still on, while Severus had to fully dress.

            “Expect a delivery by owl tomorrow. I bought you some supplies.”

            “Thank you, but I am well stocked.”

            “Well use what you want, but their rare ingredients: eye of basilisk, dragon heart, and ground unicorn horn.”

            “You spoil me.” Severus’ voice was playful as he finished dressing, “but are you sure you want to try this at Hogwarts? The Headmaster has ears in the walls everywhere.”

            “I am the owner I was reading a book from the library upstairs and it told me about a few things that the founders left embedded in the school that not even the Headmasters know about.”

            “Interesting, but we should be going.” Severus stepped close to Harry and kissed him, when he pulled away they were back in the alley where they started. “We have to talk about the things you were gifted with. You may not need to wait to take out the Dark Lord.”

            “I still need to know how to fight with my powers, if I make one mistake it is my life and all the people who have faith in my ability to save them.”

            “Bloody Gryffindor.”

            “Slimey Slytherin.” They laughed at each other and Harry left to meet up with his group.

            Later that night Harry sent off several messages to his team leaders. The responses he got back were rousing in the least. He decided that Neville, Dean, and Luna’s teams would accompany him on the mission to save the muggle town. They had all found their five loyal members. Harry had gotten the town name from Severus and started planning out the attack formations to keep them secret and safe.

            Harry secluded himself with the twins at the manor during the day to see what booby traps and tricks Fred and George could have come up with. He did not worry about the Weasley’s growing suspicious because of a well placed spell. Harry loved magic most days now that it came easier to him.

            The night before the attack Harry had everyone meet at the Manor and discuss the plans. He figured that loose plans for the attack would allow for improvisation. He was greeted with some surprises by Neville and Luna. Luna had come to the meeting with her usual disinterested elsewhere look and while Harry shared the terrain and plans a small breeze started to circle the room. Harry felt the magic and looked up for the source. He saw Luna looking off into the distance with her platinum blond hair flying around her head and a absent hand playing with the wisps.

            “Luna, are you doing this?” He waved his hand to encompass the windy room.

            “Yes, isn’t it nice,” she looked at everyone as if nothing was out of turn.

            “How?” Harry could not see any wisps of magic and he could only sense the direction of the power.

            “I’m an elemental. I got it as part of my coming of age. It was quite a surprise.” She let the wind die down and a fire roared to life in the fire place that appeared in the room.   She whipped a trail of water around the table and then, a pile of earth appeared and sprouted flowers shaped itself into a pyramid of dirt. The flowers began to grow and vines spilled everywhere to come up rub against everyone’s feet.

            “Wow,” was heard all over the room but they stopped as Luna spoke.

            “This isn’t me,” she seemed to smile to herself but seemed to pay more attention.

            Harry looked around at the others and felt the magic coming from Neville.

            “Neville?”

            He looked bashful at their leader, “I got something interesting too. I guess we know why I am so good at herbology now.” Everyone shared a laugh and settled back down.

            “Well, we just got another leg up on the enemy and another facet to our battle plans.” Harry pulled everyone’s attention back to the drawn plans. “I will be using myself as channel for communications. Is there anyone else here who can send messages telepathically?”

            He looked around and no other raised their hand. “Okay then, I will send any changes and commands to you via the link I will create tonight. Tomorrow we will leave the castle right after the welcoming feast in waves. I will have undetectable portkeys made for all of you that will activate at random intervals. It is important that everyone go to bed fully prepared and seal the curtains around your beds or create decoys to fool dorm mates. Understood?”

            The room at large nodded and Harry continued.

            “Now, we will not be battling one on one, because we have not trained together yet. We will stay in pairs. Neville, Dean, and Luna decide which pairs will work together in the best way, the odd man out will be paired with me. We have to be unseen, so is there anyone who cannot do a disillusionment charm?” One hand raised, Harry recognized the seventh year Hufflepuff, Germain Grant, and tossed him a red stone, covered in a spell he found in one of Godric’s spell books. “This will conceal you while we are out there. Do not drop it, use a sticking charm or a secure pocket, but do not lose it. We are playing this tight until we know each other’s skills and can predict movements. I cannot always do the telepathy thing. It tires me too fast, because it is new. If anyone is hurt the portkeys’ will be transport to a specific room in the castle and Professor Snape will treat you.” At the groans and hesitation in most of the people there Harry decided to clarify some things. “Professor Snape is most assuredly on our side; he will be the one to handle what I cannot. We can no longer trust our Headmaster, but if you trust me, know I have the right knowledge to make this decision. Is there any other questions?”

            “Do we have to kill?” Alice Frazier, another Hufflepuff, asked.

            “If you can incapacitate a deatheater by all means do so, but your life is most assuredly in danger on this mission. You will decide tonight before you leave this room whether you can do what needs to be done. This is war, not school games and dueling. This is beyond house rivalries, passing grades, and quidittch cups; this is life and death. You will be fighting for the lives of your family and friends, and for lives lost already. You will be fighting for Cedric, one of your own lost because the Ministry was so blind. We are the defense against this madman until an army can be gathered of the frightened citizenry. We are to set an example for those adults that will cower in their homes and wait for the walls to crumble before picking up their wands. We are the example for the political elite that will stand neutral until a victor is crowned. We are the only thing to save the muggles that are in this village from suffering a fate worse than death. I ask now that you all make your decisions known this night before we leave here. I will clear your memory of all you know and you can stay safe in the castle walls and wait for them to crumble. Or you can stand and make a conscious vow now to follow me and save our world. We are its hope.”

            Harry stared at each and every scared face and each convicted one and waited. He did not wait long. Each and every person stood and made their own vow of allegiance and secrecy. Each person put their lives and magic on the line for a world free from Voldemort and deatheaters.
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