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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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Chapter List
- 11
- 12
- 13
(I’m thinking)
“I’m speaking”
Pairing: Yaoi M/M, Harem – top Harry x bottom de-aged Severus / Tom / Lucius
Last Time:
“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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There was no time to react for Dumbledore, with only one step, stepped in front of them so they were visible … at least they should’ve been, but as quickly as their minds started racing for an escape plan they all noticed that Dumbledore had actually started walking right passed them. In fact the old leader of the light couldn’t see them at all!
“can you get out of here?” Peter whispered not wanting to leave unless he knew Tom could get out of the wards without getting caught by Dumbledore.
“the wards shut off the second Gellert died so go” Tom whispered urgently and gestured for them all to get out before whatever is hiding them from view is removed. They were easily able to leave the wards now and the last thing they heard before apparating away was Dumbledore cursing loudly followed by a few explosions. In the next second they found themselves in front of the Malfoy manor.
Tom sighed in relief as they walked into the manor and saw Severus and Lucius waiting for them “Gellert was quite informative-Severus what are you doing?” Tom blinked as the potion master stepped in front of him and looked him over before reaching over to grab Tom’s robes. Clinging to the inside of the robes was a little black fox “Vesta!”
Quirinus raised an eyebrow as he leaned over to look at the fox curiously “grandma and Aunty Myrtle told me about nature sprites, but I never saw one before. I thought they didn’t have fixed forms” he commented as the fox bounded away and leapt onto a young boy’s head who peeked in the room. A head that looked familiar. The child looked like James Potter who he saw briefly during his school years, but had green eyes. That appearance plus the fact that he looked nearly seven and the fact that he was here meant that this little boy was none other than Harry Potter …
“this sprite decided to become Harry’s familiar so that might have something to do with the mostly fixed form, but this explains how we got passed Dumbledore” Tom gave Harry a reassuring smile when the child looked worried and actually seemed to look him over for injuries “we’re fine Harry. Vesta there must’ve used an illusion to hide us so we weren’t seen …” Tom looked at the fox and back at Harry before sighing. There was no doubt in his mind that Vesta would tell him everything about the visit so it would do no good to try to hide it from him “Lucius, where’s your pensieve?”
“I’ll go get it” Lucius said, but glanced at Harry before leaving.
Severus looked down at the young wizard “I have a feeling this isn’t something you should see Harry”
“no this is definitely not something you should watch, but we’ll tell you what’s going on ok?” Tom offered hoping Vesta won’t show the child any gruesome details with her clearly powerful illusions ability.
“ok” Harry said softly as Lucius returned with a stone bowl, which was placed on the table where Severus was working earlier. Little Harry watched in awe as Peter tapped his temple with his wand and pulled a silvery wisp out of his head. Tom would’ve done it personally, but he still needs a wand so he had to watch as the wisp was dropped in the bowl. When Severus and Lucius dipped their faces in the bowl Tom picked up Harry, and Vesta too since she was still on his head, and placed them in his lap.
“they’ll be a minute” Tom said as Quirinus and Peter sat down “the silver thing was a memory. Severus and Lucius are viewing it using that bowl, which is a pensieve. No they won’t drown” he explained to the little boy who looked a little startled when the two wizards weren’t coming up.
Harry blinked as Vesta curled up on his head “if you’re sure …” the little boy said hesitantly as he was still getting used to this world “can I help you stop Dumbledore?”
”you shouldn’t get involved Harry. It’s just too dangerous” Tom said. If everything went right then they can destroy Dumbledore before Harry even gets to school. That’s why they have Quirinus and Severus searching the school. They also hope to find something at the place Peter learned that the portkey in Ms. Figg’s possession goes to. This has to end before Harry ends up anywhere near Dumbledore.
“this has to do with the horcruxes you were eating right? I had one in my head and that’s Dumbledore hurt me the way he did right? What if you can’t find what you need? He wanted as a weapon so I and get close when I go to Hogwarts. I can help” Harry said calmly and rationally. He managed to describe just enough so it showed he was already aware, but not enough to reveal how much he knew. Plus they were letting him in thanks to Vesta’s stunt. The fox was always with him so of course her disappearance would be notice and if it wasn’t she’d him everything so he can ask even more awkward questions until they break down and tell him everything. It wasn’t exactly a plan Harry thought about thoroughly, but he knew something would come from it …
“that’s actually not a bad idea” Quirinus said.
Peter nodded “yeah and there’s a big chance he’ll be in Gryffindor since his parents went there as well-”
“he’s too smart to be in Gryffindor!” Tom vehemently denied ignoring Peer’s ‘hey!’ in protest, but noticed the subtle gesture Quirinus made by casually running his hand through his black hair and tapping his head (of course Myrtle would tell him that signal) he thought as he recognized it was his dead friend’s signal to read her mind. Both he and Myrtle were excellent at Legilimens so they made a game out of it. Myrtle’s great nephew seems to have the same skill. Without a spell he linked his and Quirinus’s minds together …
(just listen Tom. I understand why you don’t want Harry involved. I don’t either, but he is putting a lot of pieces together on his own so if he isn’t allowed to help he may go off on his own at Hogwarts) Quirinus thought.
(this will be over by then) Tom insisted unconsciously tightening his grip on Harry.
(we don’t know that for sure. You knew where all your horcruxes were so that was easy, but you had enemies by the dozen even in your own ranks. What if someone learned of your horcruxes and took them or destroyed them. It would not have been an easy task putting you together again. We’re starting from scratch with Dumbledore so at some point Harry may need to get close. Not that we won’t try to prevent that, but just in case. That means describing the horcruxes to him. of course you don’t need to explain what the mental backlash caused. Just that they’re fragments of souls and used a cursed means of immortality) Quirinus mentally responded.
The ravenclaw wasn’t told the entire story yet so it’s no surprise he didn’t know what happened with Kreacher. It was pure luck that the house elf couldn’t complete the orders he was given by Regulus Black or decided to throw the locket away instead. That was truly lucky, but Quirinus’s point still stands. Even with Gellert’s help they only have an idea for one horcrux and nothing else. It wouldn’t be an easy task. Of course he didn’t like it. No one wants Harry anywhere near Dumbledore’s range, but at some point it may happen.
Peter frowned as he watched the silent glance between Quirinus and Tom. Occlumency and Legilimens weren’t skills he excelled at. Of course he could protect his mind, but someone very skilled with the mind could break through. Despite those shortcomings he is good at recognizing when someone is using Legilimency. The three older wizards, however, missed one thing. A set of green eyes watching them carefully. The small wizard in Tom’s lap has made a habit out of getting into the library and reading when he can’t sleep because of a nightmare. With his familiar’s help he has managed to get his hands on more advanced books especially Legilimens. Harry wondered if this very short silence and brief eye contact was had more to it, but everything was interrupted when Severus and Lucius exited the pensieve …
“are you sure Gellert was telling the truth?” Lucius asked as he tried to settle his nerves. Dumbledore was far more ruthless than he ever thought possible.
“yes … we were each watching for anything saying otherwise, but he seemed truthful when he wasn’t out of his mind” Quirinus said breaking the mental link he had with Tom.
“ok … so Dumbledore framed the entire First Wizarding War on Gellert all because he didn’t want people knowing about his own horcruxes and has a sick obsession with the Hallows. Gellert used the Hallow he had as leverage, but was then imprisoned and tortured for the Hallow over the span of decades” Lucius paused in his summary unsure of what details to say in front of Harry. Once Tom nodded to give consent he explained “Harry, Tom has mentioned horcruxes before and you saw him eat a few. A horcrux is a fragment of your soul that you can hide”
Tom gave a sad smile as the green eyes looked up at him “I was young and foolish when I broke my soul. I knew Dumbledore had done that and I thought doing the same would help me stop him, but I gravely underestimated the side effects. As for how my horcrux got in your scar… that’s a long story that can wait until you’re older” Tom said not ready to touch that subject yet. They may be intended for each other, but was there a limit to the strength in those bonds? Could Harry end up hating him for murdering his parents and ultimately landing him with the Dursleys? He wouldn’t blame Harry if he did … Tom certainly blamed himself for it. Out of the corner of his eye he saw Severus flinch and knew he wasn’t the only one with regrets …
“but you’re complete now right?” Harry asked already aware of the answer.
“yes” Tom said softly.
“did it hurt?” Harry asked curiously. The night Tom absorbed Voldemort looked uncomfortable, but he wanted a little more about what Tom suffered while trying to repair what was broken long ago.
“the breaking, no, but healing my soul … it’s not something I want to do ever again” Tom admitted as his eyes moved to Severus who has remained silent this entire “do you have something to say Severus?”
“you hid your magic so you couldn’t be identified, right?” Severus asked though it seemed to be a bit of an after thought and not actually what was really bothering him.
“I may look like one of the idiots you teach, but keep in mind I have all the memories from my entire existence. Hiding my magic was my first concern” Tom answered with a hint of amusement at the idea of him making such a mistake when even the scrambled mind of Voldemort didn’t “what is really on your mind?”
“it’s what Gerllert said … ‘the draining is constant’ … what did he mean by that?” Severus pondered as his eyes focused back on the pensieve in deep thought.
Peter shrugged “I thought he was losing-”Peter’s eyes widened “THE TREE!”
“that’s it!” Severus exclaimed and pointed right at Tom “Gellert said Dumbledore has under five horcruxes” Harry’s eyes widened as he realized that the very wizard cruel enough to leave him with the Dursleys was immortal via those horcruxes. It was a rather frightening thought ”however, you, a much younger and possibly stronger wizard, couldn’t resist the dead magic’s compulsion resulting in you splitting your soul into seven pieces. How can your seven soul pieces produce only enough dead magic to grow a tiny Whomping Willow when the one at Hogwarts is enormous? How is it possible for Dumbledore able to resist the dead magic’s side effects? He drains the dead magic from his soul and puts it into the Whomping Willow! That’s why that tree is huge and how he’s sane. He drains and each time he drains the broken soul creates more thus more draining. The draining is constant!”
Quirinus smirked “old coot was more sane than we thought”
“so it seems. This routine will make it tricky to measure how much dead magic he has unless we can figure out his routine. If we figure out a means of measuring then we can do so right before he drains to get the most accurate number” Tom reasoned. They had to know what number of horcruxes there really was. Gellert narrowed it down, but they had to find out the exact number. If they assumed Dumbledore had 3 horcruxes and there’s actually 4 … well, the problem there is obvious. There’d still be a Dumbledore scuttling around. If they assumed 4 then they’d spend their lives looking for a horcrux that wasn’t there.
Peter grinned and raised his hand “leave that to me. I’ll keep an eye on the Whomping Willow at Hogwarts”
“Quirinus and I will search the castle though I believe Myrtle would’ve mentioned if she found something. She was able to find your horcrux after all” Severus said clearly implying the diadem “but we’ll see. To make things easier I believe I found a solution to our dead magic measuring problem” he said while pulling out a modified water filledhourglass with little bubbles filled with the sap on one side and the other side was empty “I just need you to show me how much bark would equate each horcrux” Severus said and laid out several pieces of bark on the table in front of Tom.
Tom held Harry carefully as he leaned over to touch the bark, but the second his fingertips grazed the wood he felt sharp pain radiate through him and he jerked in a way that made Harry slip off his lap where he whacked his head on the table as Vesta skidded across the table “shit! It felt like my soul was trying to repel that stuff-OH Harry! I’m so sorry, are you ok?” he exclaimed as he kneeled down next to Harry along with a worried Lucius and Severus.
“I’m fine” Harry said only a little stunned by his new injury, which was a small gash on his forehead that was bleeding heavily like any head wound would.
Peter winced “that looks like it hurts … I guess it makes sense that this would happen since Tom’s soul is possibly still recovering”
Quirinus watched the boy in concern as Severus healed him “a soul that went through that probably wants nothing to do with dead magic”
“it will have to“ Tom snapped almost angry at his own soul for acting the way it did and resulting in Harry getting hurt. He stood up and prepared himself for the pain this time. With great care he quickly measured out the bark that he remembered feeling when he reabsorbed each horcrux. The pain was nasty, but he had to get this right for all their sakes especially Harry’s “there … the first pile is the sliver I pulled out of Harry. The next is my second horcrux and it goes from there. Since I was a horcrux I can’t say how much dead magic was made because I was the first, but I think that can be filled in. Also I remember the feeling clean each time I made a horcrux so it’s safe to say that all the dead magic follows the horcrux after the first is made … at least until it quickly fills up again”
Severus took one last second healing Harry before looking at the piles. If placed in order it was actually a clear pattern where you could deduce the dead magic that would develop in the main soul with each horcrux made. The hourglass was set near each pile and the number of sap filled bubbles that traveled through the water to squeeze through the narrow part of the hourglass. Of course a few tweaks will need to be made to the design before it can be used, but it seemed to be effective.
Just as Quirinus was about to leave someone stumbled through the door and into the room and collapsed onto the floor in a bloody heap. Lucius, Severus, Quirinus and Peter cautiously moved to the person. Vesta raced over and jumped onto Harry who disappeared under her protective illusion. The person on the ground shifted and they saw it was Barty!
“Barty, what happened?!” Severus put away his wand and raced over to tend the injuries. However the second he kneeled on the floor with Barty another person flooed in …
“Bella!” the scream came from Narcissa who came into the room just in time to see her badly injured sister collapse into Quirinus’s arms. To add a bit of tension to the situation Quirinus felt his magic sing for the dying witch. Vesta dropped the illusion the second she realized there was no danger for her master and Harry went over to keep Draco from coming in the room and seeing the horrific sight.
The house elves were called and ordered to safely move the injured witch and wizard upstairs where they were to receive treatment. It took three hours to get the two stable and three days for them to regain consciousness. During that time everyone was trying to figure out what happened. According to the wards Bellatrix and Barty left the house not long after dealing with most of the pests in the cellar. Petunia was still out of her mind it seemed Bella decided to let the ‘flower bitch’ stew for a while and they left, but as for where they went no one will know until the patients awaken.
Narcissa came into the room where Bella slept and saw Quirinus again “you should sleep sometime”
“perhaps” Quirinus said as he held Bella’s hand.
“she’ll be alright. Bella was always the toughest of us. I just wish I knew where she and Barty went … you know, like me and Lucius she went through an arranged marriage with Rodolphus Lestrange. They were also friends, but so stubborn and never complied beyond signing the papers. Since they refused to even consummate the marriage it should easier for them to divorce”
Quirinus chuckled “Ii’s that obvious?”
“yes it is-” Narcissa paused as she saw her sister stir “Bella? … Dobby get Severus!” the house elf suddenly appeared with the potion master “she’s waking up”
“ok … Bells, can you hear me? Does anything hurt?” Severus asked as he sat down next to the bed opposite of Quirinus.
Bellatrix, in true Bella fashion, sat up while ignoring any pain and scoffed “I’m going to strangle that old bastard” she growled, but blinked after a moment as she noticed her magic singing and finally noticed Quirinus holding her hand despite her rather sudden outburst.
“hold still Bells. Now who earned your wrath?” Severus asked trying not to smirk at the two new love birds though he wasn’t sure why he tried hiding his happiness when Narcissa was absolutely giddy.
“right … Barty and I wanted to help things along so we decided to check out the place that the portkey would lead to … the squib was fucked from the start. If something went wrong on her end she would’ve been sent straight to the center of an acromantula nest. We only approached from faraway by apparating and got in trouble. The portkey is to silence witnesses permanently and if it was used it would probably send Dumbledore an alert of some kind” Bellatrix said before wincing and finally allowing someone to push her back on the bed to rest …
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A few months have passed and Severus and Quirinus have started at Hogwarts together. To say the potion master was shocked when he entered the first staff meeting of the year and saw Quirinus with his shaved head wrapped in a turban that match his outrageous robes and stuttering would be a huge understatement. No one even recognized him he looked so ridiculous, but the fact that his grandmother originally enrolled him in school under a different name to avoid anyone finding a connection to Myrtle’s family helped since no one recognized his name. However it turns out the get up had a reason behind it. It was designed to annoy the shit out of the headmaster and that made everything hilarious. You could almost see the blood vessel on Dumbledore’s temple come close to bursting every time Quirinus stuttered, but it wasn’t all fun and games …
“any news from Peter?” Quirinus whispered as he passed the potion professor on the way to the headmaster’s office for a meeting before the summer break.
“yes … he saw him again since the beginning of the school year. Every two months so tonight is the next draining, I have the device-” Severus raised an eyebrow as Quirinus pulled a jug of what looked like a red sauce out of his turban “what is that?”
“an insanely spicy diversion made of ghost peppers. Do whatever you can to keep from laughing and give me the device” Quirinus whispered and took the hourglass that was slipped to him.
While sitting down at the table and watching with the usual sneer Severus waited as Quirinus pretended to stutter on about his new snack to try. The warning about laughing was definitely needed because if Severus wasn’t prepared for the following he would’ve burst out laughing. When Dumbledore stepped into the room he ‘startled’ Quirinus and all the ghost pepper sauce went flying straight into Dumbledore’s face! Mouth, nose and eyes were all filled with the spicy liquid.
As everyone jumped up to help Dumbledore, who collapsed yowling in pain, Quirinus slipped the hourglass into the headmaster’s robe pocket that was quickly retrieved by Severus just before Poppy took him to the infirmary …
The results are in …
Dumbledore, the leader of the light, has four horcruxes …
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