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Crimson Ink	By : Blackkitten23 Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 61625 -:- Recommendations : 7 -:- Currently Reading : 18
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Chapter List
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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:
Not unlike the eyes watching them through a mirror right now …
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Minerva looked down at the flying lesson with interest, “He’s a natural.” She said as she watched the young wizard adjust to the broom he was flying next to Hermione, “I wonder if Harry is good enough …” She said and trailed off as she pondered the boy’s skills.
You’d think that’s as far as a teacher would go, but Minerva went much further than anyone would consider ethical and it was only to satisfy her curiosity …
With a small spell and steady eye contact she singled out one student trying to take off into the air. The broomstick shot off taking the helpless student with it. Much to the horror of the class the student, who was a Slytherin, slammed into the castle wall and plummeted nearly 30 feet with the shattered remains of the broom. Another student darted forward in an attempt to catch the boy, but both were badly hurt.
“Shame … I wanted to avoid hurting my Gryffindors, but then you can’t control bravery.” Minerva said proudly as she noticed Harry also tried to help, but he was much too far away unlike the injured Gryffindor who was being rushed to the infirmary with the Slytherin by Madam Hooch. Once the flying instructor left Minerva focused her sights on another helpless Slytherin …
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“I see … so you’re officially under Narcissa’s protection. I don’t like that we lost our leverage with the horcruxes … I need to think about this …” Sam paused to look around as he and Harry entered the training grounds for flying class. “We can’t talk about this now with class starting soon. Thank you , Vesta. Out of curiosity, what did you make it sound like we were talking about in your illusion?” He asked with a smirk.
Harry smiled as he pointed to Vesta padding along aside them with only them being able see her, “She was making it sound like we were talking about Quidditch. She’s a fan.” Harry said with a snicker as the fox yipped at him.
Sam smiled in amusement and patted the fox’s head knowing the fox would use her illusion to hide that action, “You’ll be happy to know Quidditch season starts soon.” He said making Vesta’s tail twitch happily before letting her illusion over them fall.
A few minutes passed and the last students were arriving when Harry heard someone call his name, “Harry!” Harry felt and invisible Vesta climb into his robe pocket as Hermione and Ron ran over to them. “What happened after Malfoy took you away?” Ron yelled as he stumbled to a stop in front of Harry.
“Ummm why are you both nearly late?” Harry asked genuinely confused since they had plenty of time after lunch to get here.
“Errr … well you see …” Ron stumbled through his excuse.
Hermione rolled her eyes, “We got lost. He just doesn't want to admit it.”
Ron looked confused for a split second before chuckling sheepishly, “errr … yeah, sure.” He said earning an eye roll from Hermione for his terrible acting.
“Harry was about to tell me what happened with that woman.” Sam said calmly in an attempt to make the awkward silence between the two awful spies go away.
“The bitch Black you mean.” Ron spat in disgust not aware that he was creeping into dangerous territory by insulting Narcissa in front of the two wizards. Actually three wizards since Draco heard as well. Ron unknowingly made things worse for him and Hermione by calling her Black instead of Malfoy. That immediately gave away the fact that they spoke to the only other person who knew about the name change, which was Dumbledore.
Harry’s eyes narrowed, “She’s Lady Black actually and she adopted me so please-”
“They’re Death Eaters- OW! What the fuck, Hermione!” The red head snapped at the witch who kicked him in the shin.
Hermione huffed at the red head cradling his, most likely bruised, shin before smiling at Harry, “Ignore him. He’s only worried about you because of the rumor-” The witch shut up as the flying instructor walked up to the students who were standing in the center of the field watching the brooms floating alongside her.
Well most of the students were eager for this class. Draco, Tom and Harry were only pretending to be as they considered how Harry should react. Hermione was clearly trying coax him into asking by making him curious about the rumor she mentioned. It seemed like this was a plan to make Harry suspicious of Narcissa. Granted that won’t happen, but in the end it’d be best to play along.
Madam Hooch flicked her wand and the brooms lined up into two neat rows on the ground, “Everyone line up near a broom, place your hand over it and say ‘up’. When you get the broom in your hand you can try to go up.”
Tom and Draco glanced at Harry and the green eyed wizard knew what to do. Harry quickly summoned the broom to his hand, while looking shocked as Sam and Draco pretended to have trouble. Upon seeing the obvious act from their friend silver eyed friend Blaise, Greg, Vincent, Theo and Pansy played along to see what will happen. The little plan worked for Hermione was the ‘next’ student to summon her broom, but despite the fact that they were all holding back Hermione was still rather fast for someone who never did summoned a broom before.
“Alright! Mr. Potter, Ms. Granger, you both get to try first! Mount your brooms and kick off. Only go as high as the third marker floating up there.” The flying instructor said.
All the students looked up and finally notice the markers, which looked like bright red large snitches. The markers just hovered in place to show the kids the limits of how high and how far they can go. It was a nice way to judge when someone is in trouble or deliberately going too far.
As the others students either returned to trying to summon their own brooms or watched, Harry and Hermione kicked off, “Hermione, what did you mean before? What rumor?” Harry asked as he pretended to look a little unsteady on his broom when they flew higher, which made it more believable that he never flew a broom before. Of course, that wasn’t true. He’s been flying as long as Draco at the Malfoy Manor. It just wasn’t something he had to display unlike Hermione who was showing surprising ease with flying. He knew right away that she flew before. You just don’t reach this level of ease with books, but, even if it was a poor attempt, why try to hide it?
“Oh, well you see the Malfoy and Black families are both dark families who followed … ‘You Know Who’ … we are just worried that they may be trying manipulate you or hurt you.” Hermione said in a very deceitfully kind and concerned way that would’ve fooled him if he didn’t know the truth.
Harry frowned as if he was in deep thought, “You Know Who … the wizard who killed my parents.” He murmured just loud enough for her to hear and he swore he saw her smirk out of the corner of his eye. No doubt her goal was to plant a seed of doubt so he’d always stay in Dumbledore’s grasp, which made it all the more hilarious when she mentioned Sam who was Tom in a young disguise.
The muggle-born witch nodded softly, “I’m sorry, Harry. Just know you always have me, Ron and Sam. The Headmaster is there for you too, so no one like that dark wizard will ever hurt you … Professor Hooch is signaling us to land.” She urged softly as they lowered back down to the grass a ways from the group and walked back to where nearly everyone was waiting brooms in hand.
“Very good, you two. Next up, Mr. Malfoy and Mr. Moore.” Professor Hooch said trying to ignore Ron who was now having a bit of trouble summoning his broom.
What happened next stunned Harry and his Slytherin friends. Draco mounted his broom and kicked off like normal, but he suddenly jerked and shot off into the air way to fast. It happened before most could even process it …
Draco screamed …
There was a loud crack …
Draco was falling …
Out of pure reflex, Harry and Tom cast very subtle cushion charms on the ground before trying to get to him. Sadly, they were too far away, but thankfully Neville dashed forward and tried to catch Draco. It wasn’t pretty for they were both hurt, but they could’ve been in much worse states if the charms weren’t in place …
Professor Hooch raced over to her students and checked them over, “Broken wrist for you, Mr. Longbottom, but you were brave to try and help.” The professor said before checking Draco who was cradling his ribs, “you could’ve broken a rib when you collided with the wall … there’s not enough of the broom left to examine, but I think it’s safe to say there was a flaw.” She glanced at the rest of the class as she helped them up to their feet. “Don’t even touch your brooms until I get back or it’s detention!”
Harry frowned as Draco was taken away, but pushed his worry for his brother aside when he saw Vincent take Neville’s bag, “Hey … Hey! What are you doing?” Harry asked catching everyone’s attention. His friend was acting really strangely as he riffled through the Gryffindor’s bag and took something. It was Neville’s Remembrall …
“Want it, Potter? Come get it.” Vincent said before taking off on his broom with the charmed glass orb in hand. Tom’s eyes narrowed at the strange attitude. Someone was controlling Vincent. He quickly, but subtly looked around
This was so out of character for Vincent that Harry didn’t hesitate flying after him to try and see what’s wrong. When they were both high up Harry tried again to talk to his friend, “What’s-”
Before Harry could ask what’s wrong the Slytherin smirked, “Catch.” He said and threw the ball hard …
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“Thank you both for coming.” Dumbledore said as he looked at the two students in front of his desk.
Hermione smiled, “Of course, Headmaster.” She said politely and nudged Ron when he said nothing.
“Oh right, happy to be here.” Ron said though he really wanted to keep eating, but even he wouldn’t complain in front of the Headmaster.
Dumbledore sighed in exhaustion, “It seems I was right to be concerned about Harry’s path in life.”
“This is about the Malfoys, isn’t it?” Hermione asked.
“Yes, though to be precise it’s Lady Black now. The Malfoys divorced and that made it possible for her to request for guardianship over the Black heir, who is Harry, once she took her old name back.” Dumbledore said seriously.
Ron sneered, “They can’t! No one wants Harry near those Death Eaters!”
“I agree, but sadly it’s out of my hands, which is why I need you both to help me. Find ways to keep Harry from trusting the Malfoys and Blacks. Don’t start the issues, but make the Slytherins show their true colors. Harry will be more inclined to trust you if he sees that side … and try to be friends with Mr. Moore too. Harry seems fond of him so you’ll only push him away if you start trouble.” Dumbledore explained, giving off an air of great importance.
Hermione shot Ron a glare for already starting trouble, but smiled at the Headmaster, “We’ll do what we can!”
“Thank you.” Dumbledore said and dismissed them. Once they left he sighed and pulled out the mirror he used to see all over the school.
Harry and Sam appeared in the mirror’s surface and he listened in to their conversation. It started with Harry asking what Quidditch was and Sam perked up a little and began talking casually about it even explaining the rules. It was an interest Dumbledore took note of as he kept watching especially when his pawns ran up to them. Ron was an annoyance and terrible at acting, but Hermione was able to twist everything so it worked to their advantage. Unfortunately, something odd happened in the flying class. Someone was messing with the broom and student’s behavior and he knew who it was.
“Dammit, Minerva.” He muttered under his breath not seeing the sorting hat peek at him. Minerva was always doing things like this and while he normally wouldn’t care he noticed that she used Draco as a pawn. Harry will no doubt feel some sympathy for the boy and he can’t have that, but there was a silver lining. He knew Minerva wanted to fill the Seeker position on the Quidditch team and Harry did show great skill catching the glass ball. This was his chance to stir up some competition …
As he expected Minerva came to his office dragging Harry with her …
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Vesta padded alongside Harry and Tom keeping them invisible as they strolled through the halls after curfew. When the doors of the infirmary came into view they paused so Tom could cast a quick silencing charm on the hinges of the door. They quietly opened it and went in to see Draco, but they were stopped by a cute sight.
Neville was talking to Draco and they hesitantly took each others hands. Tom and Harry smiled at the blush that came to both of their faces. It seems that two people felt their souls sing …
“Lets come back later.” Tom said and they quietly left giving the pair time to themselves. Instead they went down to the dungeons where they found Severus checking Vincent’s mind as Peter watched. “Was any damaged caused?” he asked knowing full well that someone controlled the boy.
Severus broke eye contact thus breaking the connection he had with the boy’s mind, “There was a little damage, but Vincent will be alright. How’s Draco?” he asked a little miffed that only the Slytherins thought the bullying behavior was normal and never said a word. Vincent never bullied anyone.
Harry sat next to Vincent who looked dizzy, “He’s … in the middle of something right now. We’ll visit later.” He said with an amused smile as Tom chuckled.
Peter grinned, “I want details, but first who hurt Vincent and was this a part of Dumbledore’s plans?”
“Vesta was in my pocket … she looked out and saw McGonagall. She said it was her, but why would Dumbledore want me on the Quidditch team? That’s all that was mentioned when I was suddenly dragged to the office.” Harry said while pulling the fox into his lap for a well deserved cuddle.
Tom recalled the horrific treatment Gellert suffered and shook his head, “Dumbledore works alone. He uses pawns, but none of them know his goals. Minerva was always biased and Quidditch obsessed so I think this was her doing. If anything because Draco.”
“What do you mean?” Vincent piped up despite the headache.
“Dumbledore wants to keep Harry away from all dark families. Anyone being seen as an innocent victim would not promote hate in Harry.” Tom explained.
Vincent nodded and draped his arm on Harry’s shoulders, “Think we can make Dumbles believe you’re being pushed to the light by evil Slytherins?” he asked and the others all smirked.
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