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The Slytherin Prince	By : Sablesilverrain Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Tom Views: 33958 -:- Recommendations : 6 -:- Currently Reading : 7
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Minerva tried to smile as Severus let her in, but it came across as more of a grimace. “It’s bad news, I’m afraid.” She told him.

Severus sighed. “When Albus is involved, it usually is.” He replied, leading her into the white parlour, the closest to the door.

Minerva sat, and folded her hands in her lap. “Has Harry told you to what extent he was abused at his relatives house?” She asked.

Severus nodded slowly. “He has told me everything they did.” He confirmed.

“Good. This will come as a shock, but I hoped it wouldn’t be too much of one, at least for you.” She took a deep breath. “Albus… Was not involved directly, but he involved himself indirectly. He… He watched Vernon…” She covered her mouth to hold back a sob, and Severus paled.

“No.” He whispered.

“I saw it in his pensieve, Severus. He cast a disillusionment spell on himself, followed him up to Harry’s bedroom, and watched.” Minerva said, obviously distraught.

“That man is vile.” Severus spat. “So I assume you’ve made your choice? You can’t still feel sanguine about following him after seeing that.”

“No, I do not. I’m with you and Harry. Where do I sign up?” She asked, fired up about following a new cause.

Severus hummed. “You have two options. You can join either Harry’s group, the Hopefuls, where the only requirement is to listen to and be loyal to Harry, or you can join me as a full-fledged Death Eater. You will have to kill and prove that you can use all three Unforgivables, but the Dark Lord will supply you with a suitable Muggle. One who has harmed one of our kind.” He told her.

Minerva frowned. “I… I suppose I will join as a full follower. I would have trouble listening to Harry as a leader, due to our age disparity and our teacher/student association. I can cast the Unforgivables, I have just never used them on a Muggle.” She said.

“You will have little choice.” Severus told her. “We don’t kill magical people if we can help it.”

Minerva frowned. “I can think of at least one wizard who deserves a death sentence.” She muttered.

Severus smiled thinly. “And you will see him die. The Dark Lord will make sure his execution is public.” He said.

“Good.” Minerva said. “Now, do I have to go to him directly?” She asked.

Severus hummed. “There is only a week left before school starts back up. How soon do you want to be a follower?” He asked.

Minerva’s eyes flashed. “As soon as possible!” She told him fervently.

“Hm.” Severus frowned. “I suppose My Lord could find a Muggle deserving of some payback. He had quite the list last time he was in power.” He mused.

Minerva nodded. “I’ll let you tell him and will wait for you to let me know when to meet and where we will be.” She said.

Severus chuckled. “He will be very pleased to have you, I’m sure. You are a formidable fighter.”

“I try to be.” Minerva said, looking proud. “I should get back now. I told Albus I would not be long.”

“Do you know Occlumency?” Severus asked.

Minerva scoffed. “As if I will ever be able to look him in the eyes again. I know enough to keep my thoughts in order, but I have not the mental strength to keep him out. I will be fine.” She said.

“If you are sure.” Severus said.

“I am.” She assured him. “I will see you when you come to school.”

Severus nodded. “The Dark Lord and I will be coming in two days. Remember to call him Thomas Harding around Albus. Harry will spend the rest of the summer with Lucius and Narcissa and will be on the train on the first.” He said.

“I look forward to seeing you.” She said.

Severus waited until she was gone, then went to his study and blew up the four practice dummies he kept in there. That wasn’t quite enough, so he repaired them and blew them up again. Then repeated the process four more times.

After he did that, he felt calm enough to sit behind his desk and decide when he would let Harry know. He didn’t need to be told too soon, it would distract him, and he needed to be used to his new workload before it would be a good time to tell him. OWLs were important.

He decided he’d tell him once Harry seemed to have free time on his hands. Once he had gotten used to his new amount of homework he could be told. He would be distracted, but hopefully he would shake himself out of it quickly.

A few days of his son's turmoil would be Severus' price for total honesty with his remaining family.

It was a price he had to be willing to pay.

*****

Harry giggled into the kiss and broke it, the giggles turning into full-blown laughs at the look of impatience on Tom's face. “I’m sorry, it’s just… This is so weird.” He said.

Tom sighed. “Harrison, please, you know me, I haven’t been acting a part. Why is it so strange?”

Harry snorted. “Because you still look and feel like you, but I know now that you’re as old as McGonagall! It’s awkward, okay?” He burst out, then shook his head. “Let's try again.” He leaned in for another kiss.

Tom moaned as the kiss grew heated, and Harry smiled. “Old pervert.” He muttered against Tom's mouth.

Tom pulled back and glared at him. “Harrison.” He said in a warning tone.

Harry chuckled. “Sorry. Again. I'll try to be good.”

They kissed once more, and it was going well. Until Harry started giggling again, mid-kiss.

“Harrison!” Tom snapped, irritated. “This is not funny in the least!”

Harry laughed harder. “It kind of is! You could be a grandpa at your age! And you’re kissing someone my age! Its beyond weird, its bizarre!”

Tom growled, grabbed his face, and claimed his mouth in a searing, hungry kiss, deeper and wilder than he'd ever given him before. He'd always been too worried to show the teen his full passion before, but if there was ever a good time to let it surface, it was now. He might be forced to take a step backward after what could easily scare the teen, but it would certainly take care of his inconvenient mirth. He finally ended the kiss with a nip to his lower lip and pulled away.

Harry was panting, staring at him with wide eyes.

Tom stared back, face blank.

After a few moments of dazed consideration, Harry gave a soft moan, leaned forward, and grabbed the front of Tom's shirt in both hands. “Do that again!” He demanded.

Tom smiled and complied.

Harry mewled into the kiss, and Tom declared victory.

If Harry could take his full passion, it wouldn’t be long until he was asking for more than the touches he had already allowed Tom. And Tom was nearly ready to give it. Just a few more short years, and Harry would be irrevocably and firmly his. Tied to him for life.

Tom could get used to the idea of life with Harry.

Harry broke the kiss and gasped in air. “God, wow. Where were you hiding that?!” He asked.

Tom smiled. “Beneath a thin veneer of calm, collected and tempered passion. That is truly me. Raw and unfiltered. When I have you, that is what you will get.”

Harry grinned. “I could get used to that.” He said.

Tom’s smile turned into a smirk. “Good. Then that is what I will continue to give you.” He told the teen.

“Just not in front of Dad.”

“Never. Now that would be weird.” Tom agreed.

Harry dissolved into giggles again. This time, Tom let him and just sat there, holding him and smirking.

Life was good.

*****

Severus burst into the room. “My Lord—”

“Shh!” Tom nodded down at the figure sleeping in his lap.

Severus nodded and continued in a much softer tone. “Minerva wishes to join your cause.” He said quietly.

Tom smiled. “Ah, that is good news, indeed. What prompted her to switch?” He asked.

Severus shook his head. “I will tell you later. It is a delicate matter.” He said.

“Very well.” Tom said. “Do you want your son back? He’s been asleep for the last half an hour. We talked and straightened things out.”

Severus smiled. “I will take him.” He said, walking over and picking Harry up.

Harry stirred and made to stand.

“I can hold you, Harrison.” Severus assured him. “At least until we make it to the Floo.”

Harry squirmed again. “Put me down so I can kiss Marvolo good-bye!” He said.

Severus chuckled and set him down. “Very well.”

Harry bent and kissed Tom. “I’ll see you at school.”

“Do you want to be there when I initiate new members? We will have a dual initiation very soon.” Tom said.

Harry shook his head. “Nah. I still need to introduce Percy to the Hopefuls along with Sirius and Remus. I’m going to be busy.” He turned to Severus. “How many extra bedrooms are in the other two wings of the Manor?” He asked.

Severus sighed heavily. “Enough. They may all come over for one more meeting, but it will have to be the day after tomorrow. After that, you are going to Malfoy Manor for a few days while the Dark Lord and I head to school to get things in order.”

Harry groaned. “Just what I need; more time with Draco and the twins.”

Severus smirked. “Yes, with their newly-formed bond. I pity you; truly, I do.” He sounded far too happy to be pitying.

“Sure you do.” Harry muttered. “But it’s fine, you’re going to have to deal with me and Marvolo after we bond, so it will even out.”

Severus hummed. “I may kill myself the second you inherit.”

“You can try if you want. I know you won’t be able to make me lose another parent. Your heart wouldn’t be in any attempts.”

“More’s the pity.” Severus agreed.

“Alright, let’s go. See you at school, Marvolo.”

Tom smiled and nodded. “I will see you, Harrison. Be well. I will have more rings made tomorrow, come see me when you get to school, and I will key them to yours and give them to you. You have done well so far.” He said.

Harry beamed at him and left with Severus.
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