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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
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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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"Watch it, Potter." Greg snapped as he shoved his way passed Harry with a smug Draco and Vincent. Harry stumbled slightly and Sam caught him.
Ron practically growled as he glared at the Slytherins, "Watch where you're going! Bloody prats!"
"Real clever comeback." Draco drawled sarcastically. "Though I guess that is the best I can expect from a dimwit Gryffindor." He said with a smirk.
"Fuck you!" Ron yelled and tried to lunge at Draco. Thankfully, Sam and Harry grabbed him and held him back. "We'll see who's better when the quidditch match starts! With Harry, we can't lose!"
Hermione sighed as the Slytherins simply laughed off Ron's statement and walked away, "Would you stop letting them get under your skin! You're making a fool of yourself." She snapped more than a little annoyed with the redhead's behavior.
Ron yanked himself free, "Freaks like that shouldn't get away with treating us that way!"
Harry frowned, "It was just a shove. Get over it." He said thinking Ron was going way overboard compared to his usual dick attitude. He glanced at Sam in confusion, but Sam just shrugged slightly not sure why Ron was acting this way.
"Why should I?! Why aren't you defending me? I am your friend! You should be on my side!" Ron huffed in irritation.
"Don't start the fights if you want me to defend you. It was a shove and that's not worth starting fights over." Harry said getting a little annoyed. Tom was now wondering if Ron was trying, without any tact, to instill some hate towards the snakes in Harry.
Ron scowled, "Fine … kick their asses in the Quidditch match then! Do you need any pointers? I know everything about Quidditch!"
Hermione scoffed, "You just suck at flying." Ron glared harshly, but she ignored it. "Harry, Sam and I went through the rules of the game so he's ready … this must be nice for you, Harry, playing Quidditch like your father." She said softly, making Tom and Harry wonder why Dumbledore bothered bringing the idiot Weasley into the schemes at all. If they were clueless in any way she'd have them fooled for a while. "We'll be cheering for you! There is the locker room. Only players can go in before a game, but look for us in the stands!"
"Right, see you guys!" Harry said and took off into the locker room alone where Vesta jumped out of his pocket as he quickly changed into his uniform. In her mouth was a little note, 'What did Greg slip you?" He whispered despite being the first one there.
The note was opened revealing parts of the Slytherin Quidditch team's strategy for today's game. Greg felt it was urgent enough to slip it in his pocket mid shove and it was easy to see why. Just because Harry was secretly friends with a few Slytherins and he didn't do anything against them didn't mean the others wouldn't try something. That something was a nasty bludger strategy with Harry as the target. They were going for him and it won't be pretty …
"First one here, Harry?" Fred yelled as he and his twin came into the room. Vesta quickly snatched the note and hid in the pocket of his Quidditch uniform so the newcomers wouldn't see it.
"Eager to start your first game?" George yelled happily and they draped their arms over Harry's shoulders.
Harry tried to not flinch at the unexpected contact from the friendly pair and sighed, "I shouldn't actually be here."
The brothers raised identical brows, "How so?"
"I'm a first year. Why am I allowed to play at all? I shouldn't be allowed until next year, right?" Harry commented, curious on what their reaction would be. He hoped it wouldn't be like the overly excited dismissal Ron gave him when he brought up the same thing the night before. Ron clearly cared only for the game and not the rules or Harry's safety.
With surprising seriousness the twins looked at him, "Harry ...Professor McGonagall has always been a bit Quidditch crazy. If she sees someone skilled she will insist that they play. Rules are always negotiable to her if it means she can keep the Quidditch cup." They said in perfect sync and with a strange hint of bitterness in their voices.
Harry looked at the curiously, "Did you both want to be on the team?" He asked suspecting that they were more roped into it like he was. The twins opened their mouths to say something, but before they could the other teammates entered the room.
"Everyone be ready! We're against Slytherins and I have a feeling they'll be nastier than normal." The older boy named Oliver Wood announced as he changed into his uniform.
The twins swiftly switched to playful smiles, "Why's that, captain?" They asked cheerily, but it was strained a little, which was enough for Harry to know they didn't want to be here.
"As much of an honor it is to have the 'Boy Who Lived' on our team the snakes probably won't see it that way." Oliver said as he picked up his broom.
Another teammate rolled his eyes, "I doubt they'll try anything big with everyone watching."
Oliver shrugged, "Perhaps, but Harry, watch your back."
"We'll watch out for him!" The twins happily offered.
"You two focus on the game and get in your uniforms. The match will start in a minute and you both let the Slytherins score because of you not focusing on the chasers." Oliver said slightly scolding them.
As Oliver walked away Harry felt the twins lean on him slightly, "Prat." They muttered under their breath at the captain before smiling at Harry and going to change.
Harry frowned as he grabbed a broom and followed the other teammates down a hall. Cheering could be heard and it got louder as they moved forward. The Gryffindors paused in front of a pair of large doors and waited. A moment later the doors swung open allowing the sun and cheering to hit them full blast.
It all stunned Harry. The cheering of the people in the stands … the vast field with Professor Hooch standing next to a crate… all the blood pumping madness left him awestruck and not in a good way. He never like being in situations where he was in the middle of the attention and hoped Narcissa could get him out of it.
Of course, they kept in contact. Peter told them no one contacted Narcissa, as she never received anything telling her that Harry was on the team like any other parent or guardian should have. They hoped this would be a chance to call Dumbledore on it, but an excuse was needed to 'discover' that Harry was on the team. It wasn't safe anyway, but he did ask Hermione, for appearances sake, if he could use her owl to tell Narcissa that he made the team. Hermione responded by saying her owl was sick and couldn't fly, which was a lie. No doubt she was told to say that by Dumbledore so Narcissa wouldn't learn of it. For all they know Draco's owl could be monitored now, but they had another plan that should work even better.
Professor Hooch's voice snapped Harry out of his daze and he realized the game was going to start, "I want to see fair play! Get ready …" She opened the crate releasing the bludgers and snitch, "Get set …" she held the Quaffle and everyone mounted their brooms, "Go!" She tossed the Quaffle high in the air and the players took off.
In the very first second, Harry felt something zip passed his head … he was nearly hit by a bludger already!
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Tom was watching the match trying to not start firing off hexes at the Slytherins, who were basically trying to kill Harry. Much to his relief, Fred and George started tailing Harry and deflecting anything that came his way, but it wasn't quite enough. Just as Harry spotted the snitch, his broom actually started breaking. Tom and Severus watched in horror as their soulmate fell just before the broom exploded. If it wasn't for Fred's quick reflexes Harry would've plummeted to the ground.
Tom stood up and clapped with everyone as Harry revealed the snitch he barely managed to catch, but the Dark Lord's mind was elsewhere, 'That was a curse.' Tom thought furiously as he recalled what happened to the broom.
"Harry's bleeding!" Neville gasped, making Tom focus back on his intended. Harry was gripping his side and it looked like Harry was bleeding. All the professors and Poppy were going down to check on him.
"Let's meet him in the infirmary." Sam said, clearly worried.
Hermione nodded as they saw Harry being guided away, "One of the Slytherins must've done that to his broom. He could've been killed." She huffed as they ran to the infirmary.
Ron scowled as he saw Draco there along with the professors, Headmaster and Harry who was being looked at by Poppy, "Why are you here?"
"My mother adopted him meaning I'm his brother. I have every right to be here." Draco said bluntly and loud enough for everyone to hear.
Quirrell pretended to be stunned by the news like everyone else who Dumbledore tried to hide that piece of information from, "O-oh m-my! I recently heard about y-your fa-family's change, b-but not t-this. Should Lady B-black be t-told?"
Dumbledore smiled, "It doesn't seem too-" he fell silent as Harry's wound was revealed. It was a very nasty gash along the side made by a chunk of broom that was still embedded in his ribs. One look from Poppy and he knew this was going to be reported. "It should be reported." He said in a calm tone that, sadly, didn't reveal if this was going against his plan or not.
Soon Harry was left alone to rest on the infirmary bed and Vesta came to growling, "Hey, calm down … what's wrong?" He whispered, but the fluffy fox just jumped for his hand and began licking it. "Vesta?"
'It's dead … the magic tainted your hand.' Vesta's illusion said as she licked his hand to take away the taint.
Harry frowned, (A curse wouldn't be dead-) his eyes widened as he realized he touched a horcrux at some point. Clearly Dumbledore wouldn't allow his horcrux to be hit with a curse, but there was another thing he touched besides the broom."Vesta, go tell everyone the snitch might be a horcrux-" he huffed in amusement as the fox shoot him a look without stopping her licking. "Fine, when you're done please go." He said and soon, after she thoroughly cleaned his hand, she bounded away to deliver the news. For a moment he wished she stayed for Dumbledore came back into the room. Thankfully, Narcissa was with him.
"I don't appreciate finding it about Harry being illegal put on the Quidditch team after he nearly died." Narcissa said sharply, before leaning over to check.
Dumbledore nodded, "It wasn't my intention to do so. Minerva forgot to contact you because she wasn't aware of the guardian change-"
"That is not an excuse! You did know and should've made sure! If I can't trust that Harry is safe here then I'm not just taking him off the team, but I'll take both him and Draco out of school. They'll be safer in another school!" Narcissa said determinedly.
Harry played his part by looking shocked, "Do I have to leave entirely? Can't I just be taken off the team? I only agreed because Professor McGonagall said my dad played, but ... I'd rather not play honestly."
Dumbledore seemed a touch relieved, "I'm happy to take him off the team and I understand your concern-"
"I don't believe you do." Narcissa said as she tenderly looked at the mostly healed bandaged wound. "You allowed a first year play on a deadly game without getting my permission and there was a curse involved! I'm taking this to the Board of Education. I'll let them decide how to take this … I won't take them out in the middle of school, but I will at least get permission to visit frequently since there's an issue with your notification method. Now if you don't mind I want a moment alone with Harry." Dumbledore sighed and left the room.
"This was supposed an illusion." Narcissa hissed as she pointed at the bandage over the wound.
"That was the plan, but we didn't expect the Slytherins to go so far. It'd be much worse if Vesta wasn't using her magic to protect me." Harry said. "They won't get away with it … I saw the look on Severus and Draco's faces."
Narcissa smirked proudly, "Good."
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Severus, Tom, Peter, Lucius and Quirrell approached the supply room near the Quidditch field in the middle of the night ...
"Let's get this over with. I have to hunt down the idiot who used that curse." Severus sneered absolutely furious that one of his snakes would go so far.
"Oh that will be what we focus on next … right now we should see the snitch. The Sorting Hat said that Dumbledore left in the middle of the night one time and, upon returning, complained about brats, but then something about being 'the center of it all' .. the snitch would fit as a hiding place." Tom explained.
Lucius nodded as he, Quirrell and Peter inspected the wall for tunes, "Snitches are hollow so something could be hidden inside, but if what the hat said was true then Dumbledore definitely has this one alarmed. Be careful, but fast."
Once the hall and door were found to have no wards, they opened the door a crack and Peter slipped in as a rat to check for any runes … they all paled as they heard a crash inside ...
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