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The Fallen Lion	By : AnonymousTigress Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 22455 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 5
Disclaimer: I don’t own Harry Potter. I do not gain any profit or benefits from writing fan fics of any kind. The only thing I own is any original characters you don’t recognize from Harry Potter.

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wolfcathope: Thank you. It is a little surprising, but I figure they’re busy with their own lives and not wanting to choose a side. We’ll have to see who shows up at trial.
ChaosLady: Read below about Thanksgiving.
CDGaymer: Thanks. Believe it or not, Casey was my first original character way back when I first started. She was originally Draco’s rebellious twin sister.
starr: Yes, our poor little lion. I do so much to him. Seems like everyone is waiting for Ginny to get it.
djaddict: Thanks. I thought a little Malfoy surprise was due. Read below about Thanksgiving.
BAFan: Thanks for the comments. That “in which” has always been a killer. I’ll keep it mind for the future. At least I’m not making the mistake of their, there, or they’re. As for Kasper’s spelling, I wrote it different both ways because I was thinking of different spellings in my head. For example, I know a person who’s name is Gared, pronounced the same as Jared. I spelled it with the J for like months before he finally said something. Oh, he had a great big laugh over that. So not sure if I explained that well or not. I really love the idea of Percy and Oliver; it’s a cute idea of the valedictorian and team captain. Wait until you see Ginny’s face fall. As for Andromeda, I forgot to mention before that neither her nor Teddy exist in this story. Court time, unfortunately, will not be in this chapter. But it will be in Chapter 18.
Jan: Yep. Draco has a cousin and Harry’s going to be a godfather. All is well. At least for now.
SlythindorMalfoy: No, no, no. End of Chapter. Not End. Oh gods no. I may leave cliffhangers but that would be pure torture. If you think that reaction was bad…read on through the chapter.

HELLO, READERS AND REVIEWERS! So somehow, during my deletions of parts of the last chapter, I deleted THE MOST IMPORTANT PART. I didn’t even realize it until the reviews came in and it was like “Wait…WHAT?!?!” The thing about the Thanksgiving is explained below in the beginning of the chapter. It was meant to be a history lesson at the beginning of the dinner in the last chapter. This is what I get for jumping back and forth between work and non-work documents. Won’t be doing THAT again. Lol Sorry if the explanation below sucks, but it was my way of twisting things to turn Thanksgiving into a holiday they would celebrate.

Chapter Seventeen
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“Thanks for coming, Casey.”
Casey smiled. Everyone had departed from the house via the floo, but Casey had opted to walk home. Not willing to accept Casey going out alone, Harry had offered to walk with her. Kasper walked along between both of them with his tongue lagging out.
“It was my pleasure, Harry. It was a lot of fun. One of the nicest Thanksgiving dinners I’ve been to,” Casey said.
Harry made a loud hmm sound. Casey turned her head with a raised eyebrow.
“What?” she asked.
“I’m confused by something. I thought Thanksgiving was an American holiday,” Harry replied.
“Oh!” Casey exclaimed. “I thought you knew.”
Harry squinted up one of his eyes up as he looked sideways at her. He asked her what she meant.
“I guess Severus and Draco assumed you knew, too. There is a Thanksgiving that muggle Americans celebrate. But there’s also a wizarding Thanksgiving.”
Casey gave him the full story as they approached town. In the early 1900's, a strange disease had worked its way silently into the wizarding world. It didn’t discriminate as it went after all witches and wizards. Almost the entire British population of the wizarding world died by the time a wizard developed the cure. Unfortunately, that same wizard died from the disease shortly after developing the cure; he was too far along for the cure to work on him.
“We give our thanks to that man – Leonardo de Bois Leonne –for saving us. He had no family when he passed away so his line died out. The wizarding world felt indebted to him for literally working himself to death to save the nation. We originally celebrated in August on his birthday, but researchers later discovered that he loathed his birthday, because his mother died giving birth to him. So someone somewhere decided to move it to November and celebrate it close to the muggle holiday. The muggle Thanksgiving isn’t actually for another week.”
Harry stared in surprise. He had no idea that it was different holidays. He wondered who in their right mind would name the holiday the same as a muggle holiday. But he supposed it made sense. Then again there were a lot of weird things in the wizarding world. About this time, Harry and Casey reached the shop.
“Are you sure you don’t want me to walk you home?” Harry asked, a little confused they were at the shop.
“It’s okay, Harry. My business partner is staying at the house with the dogs. I’m staying over at the shop tonight to get started early tomorrow on a special project,” Casey explained.
“Oh.”
Surprisingly, Kasper was okay with Casey leaving him. After saying their farewells, Harry and Kasper apparated back to the house. They landed in the entrance hall with a small swirl of smoke around them. Harry trudged upstairs with Kasper departing for the living room. Casey had explained earlier that, unless commanded, Kasper would retire for the night. She had figured that Severus and Draco could take care of Harry during those hours.
Harry let out a wide yawn as he reached the top of the stairs. He rubbed at his eyes. The exhaustion from the long day was finally catching up to him and he wanted nothing more than to fall right into bed. Except he knew, as he slipped into the bedroom, that he needed to wash his face and brush his teeth. He smiled at the sight he found awaiting him in the master bedroom.
His two lovers were lying in the center of the bed with Severus laying on his back and Draco curled up to his side. Harry quietly crept over to the bathroom and made sure to close the door before turning the lights on low. Harry washed his face, relieved his bladder, and washed his hands. He made sure to floss good before running a toothbrush across his teeth and gums. Swishing water around in his mouth, Harry spat it out in the sink. He stripped down to his boxers and turned off the light before leaving the bathroom.
When he walked back into the bedroom, he paused by Draco’s side of the bed. Every night so far, he had slept in the middle of his older lovers. However, they looked quite comfortable where they were and he didn’t want to disturb them. So he carefully pulled back the blankets just enough to slip in behind Draco. He hesitated another moment before sliding his arms around Draco. The back of his arms skimmed across Severus’ skin as he settled into his new place. He leaned his forehead against Draco’s back and that was the last thing Harry remembered before falling into a deep sleep.
Harry woke up an hour or so later. He was disoriented in his half-awake, half-asleep state, but he was alert enough to realize he was back in his usual place. He wasn’t sure how he and Draco had switched and he didn’t give a damn. He nuzzled his face against Severus’ chest and drifted off to dreamland once again. A few short hours later, it wasn’t Harry who woke up; however, he was the cause of Draco waking.
With his arms around the brunette, Draco was already lying close to his younger lover. His breath hitched in his throat when Harry moved back against his half-hard cock. He gritted his teeth as Harry’s lower body ground back against him. The next nudge forced a groan out of him while he thrust his hips forward. He heard a louder, deeper groan that he knew didn’t come from Harry. Draco smirked against Harry’s shoulder blade. His hands slipped down to where he knew he would find a hot member encased in cloth.
“Dragon.”
Draco chuckled. He slipped his head up to rest on Harry’s shoulder to where he could see Severus. An annoyed look glared back at him, but Draco noted that the black orbs staring back at him were filled with lust. Draco turned his head to nuzzle Harry’s cheek. The brunette, in turn, rubbed his face against Severus’ chest.
“He’s doing this on purpose,” Draco hissed to him.
Severus smirked at him. He knew from behind Harry that Draco couldn’t see or feel the little lion’s smirk. The tiny, but noticeable smirk that was pressing lightly against Severus’ chest.
“Show me some proof, Dragon.”
Draco let out a small, surprised yelp when the boxers suddenly disappeared from all three men. He released his older lover in favor of sliding his hand up to hold Harry’s chest. Draco dropped his face down to Harry’s neck where he nuzzled and licked at the skin displayed so openly to him. Harry’s answering groan reverberated through both his lovers.
“Are you eager for our touch, little lion?”
Draco’s groan joined Harry’s. Severus had a voice that melted down to the core. Harry thrust his groin against Severus, producing a throaty groan from the Slytherin. Harry whined softly with a full body shudder as Draco sucked on his neck. The blonde had slipped his unoccupied hand down to slide his full erection between Harry’s cheeks.
Harry felt like being pulled in two different ways as his chin was tilted up and Severus locked their mouths together. The man’s kiss remained slow, but was deep in its mapping of his mouth. In the hot haze, Harry could sense Draco keeping his movements at the same pace as Severus. It reminded Harry just how close the two Slytherins were, that they could seem to communicate without words.
Harry moaned into the kiss as Severus’ hand massaged its way down to his navel. He broke the kiss with a whimper when the hand stopped there. Severus chuckled as he dipped his head down to share a kiss with Draco. Harry trembled as the two Slytherins shared an open mouth kiss, making sure to lap their tongues across the Gryffindor’s neck. If this was where it got him, Harry was torn between never leaving the space between them and never laying there again.
“P…P-Ple…P-P-Please,” Harry groaned.
That one word triggered something in the two Slytherins. Draco kissed and nipped along the back of his neck and shoulders. Severus moved onto his chest to lick and suck at his nipples. Draco ran his weeping member up and down across Harry’s entrance at the same time Severus grasped him firmly. It had been so long since someone had touched him so intimately; Harry took in shaky breaths as his body overheated.
He tried to give back as good as he was getting, but his lovers wouldn’t allow it. They seemed content in making him the center of attention, bringing him all the way to the edge. He knew they were communicating something when Draco stilled his movements across his entrance. No, instead the blonde devil pressed against his entrance. It wasn’t hard enough to breach the ring, but Harry wasn’t able to perceive that; Severus was cupping and rubbing his balls.
He could feel it. Severus’ hand slid easily over him as he dribbled pre-cum. He could feel the older wizard’s erection pressing against him. Severus kissed his way back up to Harry’s lips. His tongue slipped across Harry’s lips, but he wouldn’t connect their lips. Instead he smoothed his lips across Harry’s cheek to his ear.
“You’re close, aren’t you, love? So close to the edge that the only thing holding you up is your lovers.”
Shit was he close. Severus was making it worse with that sinfully pleasant sound he called a voice. Without warning, his back arched and he came hard all over himself and Severus. Draco bit the back of his neck (evidently, this was the blonde’s favorite place to mark him) and released against Harry’s buttocks and back. Not feeling Severus come undone, Harry slipped a sneaky hand to grasp his lover. It only took a few tugs for the wizard to follow his lovers into oblivion.
Breathing hard, the three settled back down, nestling the younger wizard deep in the center. After calming his breathing down, Harry blinked and all of them were clean. Draco chuckled in his ear as he placed a kiss just below it.
“You know….I could get used to that wandless magic of yours,” Draco whispered.
Draco let out a yelp when there was a wandless pinch to his butt.
“Harry?!”
Harry shook with barely contained laughter. “It wasn’t me.”
“Severus?!”
Snore.
“You and I both know that’s utter bollocks, Severus! The day you snore is the day my dick turns pick.”
Pause.
“YOU’RE JUST AS BAD AS HIM! POTTER, YOU UNDO THIS SPELL!”

/……/

For the first time in years, the entire Weasley family was gathered in the Burrow. Thanksgiving had been broken up with some members eating with their respective other families. Two of the Weasley boys had been called in for work emergencies.
Molly and Arthur sat at one end of the table while Ginny sat at the other. Bill and Fleur sat on one side of the table while Hermione and Ron sat across from them. George was sitting on a kitchen counter with Percy and Charlie standing on either side of him. Oliver had remained at home in an effort to maintain peace.
Ginny slammed her hands down hard on the table. She flew to her feet with her eyes lit with a flame his family had not witnessed before.
“Why the Hell not? Harry is tearing my life apart and none of you will stand up for me in court?!” Ginny exclaimed, her fury building up.
Arthur ran a hand over the side of his face. Prior to today’s meeting, he had traveled to each one of his children and spoken with them on the matter. All of them had given him the same answer.
No. They would not stand for Ginny in court. Not of their own free will.
“It is a family decision, Ginny. We will come if we are subpoenaed by either the Defense or Prosecution. However…we will not come to speak for you or Harry. This is between you and him. There is no need for the entire family to be dragged through this trial,” Arthur told her in a strong voice.
Ginny’s wand hand twitched. Her next plan of action had been on using her family against Harry. It had been her hope that using them would crumble his walls and make him drop the case. Except her family wasn’t seeing it her way. Bill was the brave one to speak next.
“Fleur and I still think you should settle your differences out of court,” Billy said.
“Cram it, Bill.”
Eyebrows shot up and surprised looks adorned many faces. Fleur glared at her sister-in-law.
“Zat iz no way to speak to your brother,” Fleur told her.
Ginny didn’t even bother snapping at her. She was only family by marriage, after all.
“I don’t have to care what he says since no one cares what I have to say. Harry is going to lose this case and then you’ll all wish you had listened to me,” she snapped.
She stormed out of the house like a child who didn’t get her way. They heard a loud crack from outside, indicating that she had apparated. Arthur grimaced. He hated that his daughter felt alienated from the family. Molly patted his arm before standing.
“Ginny…Ginny is just under a lot of stress right now. Thank you for coming, everyone. The sooner the trial ends, the sooner everything can return to normal,” she said, smiling.
Her children wisely chose to nod their heads. They had differing opinions on the matter, but it was unwise to speak their minds in front of their parents. Change was in the air and a storm was coming. A fiery red storm that would leave everything all but normal after it passed.

/……/

“Professor?”
Albus looked up. He was sitting on a bench overlooking the school grounds. His gaze had been on the old Whomping Willow. It was swinging in the breeze, trying to reach its branches out to the birds that dared to fly low. He smiled as his gaze fell on Harry who came strolling down the stone steps. Right behind him was a large, white canine he had never seen before.
Albus stood up to greet the young man. He hugged him close when he came to him and bade him sit down with him. He patted the canine on the head. The two wizards sat down on the bench together with Kasper sitting down between Harry’s legs. With his hand scratching behind Kasper’s ears, Harry’s gaze followed out across the grounds to the familiar tree. He couldn’t help but smile when a bird landed on one of the tree’s branches and the tree did nothing.
“It’s good to see you, Harry. Did you have a nice holiday?” Albus asked.
Harry smiled. “I did.”
“Who is your new companion?” Albus inquired.
“This is Kasper. He’s helping me keep an eye on my magic while I get used to using it full-time again.”
Harry and Albus both knew that Severus had talked with Albus about him. He knew there were no secrets. Except for the one thing Albus had never told his young Potions Master. Albus made an hmm sound in the back of his throat.
“Something is on your mind, Harry.”
He didn’t say it as a question, Harry noted. It was more like a way of opening the door. Harry turned his head to stare at him.
“You named me your heir. Why?” Harry asked.
Albus smiled. He reached out for Harry’s hand where it lay on his leg. He squeezed the hand gently.
“You were orphaned at a young age. Forced to endure a rough childhood. And eventually forced to have to save the world and kill a man. You endured more in the first seventeen years of your life than men have barely endured in a lifetime. I have always seen you as a grandson…my grandson. My years are slowly coming to an end. I could think of no one better to name as my heir.”
A line of tears slipped down the side of Harry’s face. His voice caught in his throat. He couldn’t say anything to that. All he could do was accept the embrace when Albus pulled him close for a hug.

/……/

The floo flared as her client left. Drizel sat back rubbing her temple. Ginny had stormed in a few minutes ago, enraged that her family was not on her side. Drizel had assumed that would be the case, but she had not voiced her opinion to her client. She had a cigarette burning in her hand and she drew a breath in before pulling it away. She blew a stream of white smoke up into the air.
She knew this case was spiraling downwards fast. If it wasn’t for her legal partner, she wouldn’t have touched this case with a fifty foot pole. Harry Potter did not deserve this kind of treatment. The young man was a hero and he deserved to be treated as such.
Tomorrow was the next day in the trial and her plan was discredit the sanity of the Boy Who Lived; to prove to the judge that the young man was not safe to be around. It made her sick to her stomach, but she was expected to defend her client to the best of her ability.
Regardless of my personal opinion, she reminded herself.
When all was said and done, she hoped to apologize to the young Potter. Surely a good soul like him would understand that was only doing her job.
End of Chapter Seventeen
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A/N: I hope this chapter wasn’t too chaotic. This week has been chaotic as it is. And I am under 20 days until I move in my new home…my first house.
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