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A Prince in Lion's Clothing	By : Sablesilverrain Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Tom Views: 36570 -:- Recommendations : 7 -:- Currently Reading : 9
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Harry woke to a tapping at his window. He got out of bed very reluctantly and let the owl in. He took the note and smiled as the owl nuzzled his hand, then hooted. “Want a treat?” He walked over to his nightstand and dug out an owl treat, tossing it to the bird. The owl caught it, ate it, and hooted one more time before taking off.

Harry opened the letter.

“My Pretty Prince,” Harry winced. ‘Well, Tom can never see this letter.’ He checked the bottom. ‘Or Pansy will die a horrible death.’

He continued reading.

“My Father was right when he suggested that Professor Snape was your father, I see. I must say, I am surprised that he was reinstated as a Prince, but my father tells me he got back in for following Our Lord, so it makes sense.

You look much better now! Your hair, especially. You really needed some help before. I do hope you keep this face when we go back to school, and henceforth.

I don’t have any solid information for you yet, but I have a firm grasp of Hogwarts' gossip mill, so I will keep my ears open for you.

On that note, there are whispers that Ronald Weasley is going to do something to you, probably sometime soon. I don’t know what or when, but if I hear anything, you’ll be the first to know. That being said, watch your back.

Most gossip reaches my ears fairly fast, so if there’s ever anything you want to know, simply ask. I know now that lying to you is a bad idea, so you will get my total honesty.

Lucky you!

Hoping this letter finds you well, and doesn’t wake you up,

Pansy Parkinson"

Harry sighed. “But it did wake me.” He muttered. There was a knock at the door. “Apparently not very early, though. I'm up!” He shouted.

“Get dressed and downstairs. Lucius is coming for breakfast. Our Lord has news, but he is busy getting a new endeavour started today. Lucius is here to tell us what it is. He wants you to know.” Severus said.

Harry sighed. “Alright.” He called out, then went to get some clothes.

He dressed after a quick shower and headed down for breakfast.

Lucius was there, and so was Draco, to Harry's surprise.

“Hi. Why are you here?” Harry asked Draco.

“I heard Father was visiting Uncle Sev, so I asked to come along.” Draco answered.

Harry frowned. “Uncle Sev?” He asked, looking at Severus.

Severus nodded. “Draco is my Godson. Lucius and I are practically brothers. He has always called me that. Just never in public.”

Harry nodded. “Okay. So what's the big news?” He asked.

Lucius cleared his throat. “Our Lord has taken a loan from me, in order to purchase his Muggle Father's Manor. He has several Death Eaters working to rebuild it, and it should be habitable in two months' time. He will be moving in, as well as preparing a room for you.” He said to Harry. Harry could hear that the man was unsure as to how to address him.

“Oh. You can use my name, it’s fine. That’s great, he can move out of your home and you’ll have your space again. Why a room for me, though?” Harry asked.

Severus sneered. “Obviously he thinks you may stay with him sometime. As if I'll allow that.” He said.

Harry looked at him. “I’m a legal adult, remember. You can’t exactly stop me.”

Severus shot him a glare. “I can and I will!” He snapped.

“And in doing so, ostracize yourself from your only son.” Harry said flatly.

Severus quieted and turned thoughtful. “You'd go that far?” He asked softly.

“Not yet.” Harry answered calmly. “But once I come to care for him more, yes, you'd be surprised what I'd do for those that earn my love. Not to say I won’t love you more, but I can’t abide those that force their wills on me. You know why.”

“I do.” Severus said. “But I don’t trust him alone with you overnight.”

Harry smiled. “You won't ever get over that unless you let him have me overnight. Once I trust him enough to go, you should trust us both well enough to know we will behave.” He pointed out.

Draco scoffed. “Who would trust you to behave?” He asked.

Harry gave him a flat look. “In that respect? Anyone who knows me well enough.”

“What's that supposed to mean?”

“You don’t need to know. Suffice to say, Severus should trust me alone with him.” Harry told him.

Severus sighed loudly. “I do trust you, Harrison. I don’t trust him. He could set you back so far. You saw just last night how easily he forgets—”

“And I’m willing to forgive that slip! You don’t get to pick what I allow and what I don't! That’s my responsibility, and I can handle it!” Harry snapped.

In an undertone, Draco said to Lucius, “If I talked to you like that, you'd slap me silly!”

Lucius hummed. “Severus and Harry are obviously discussing a tender subject. You'll notice they are being intentionally vague. Stay out of it, Draco.” He added softly.

Draco hummed in consideration, but nodded in acceptance, focusing on his food as his father was while Harry and Severus simmered.

Finally, Severus broke the silence. “You're right, Harrison. I'm—”

“Don’t worry about it.” Harry cut him off. “You're family, I already forgave you. Just let me make those choices for myself, yeah? I can be trusted, and so can he.” He smiled wryly. “Besides, if he can’t be, maybe it’s just one of those lessons I'll have to learn the hard way.”

Severus’ whole body tensed. “Don’t say that. Fate would not be that cruel a mistress to you.”

Harry met his eyes. “She hasn’t exactly been kind to me thus far, though, has she?” He asked.

Severus didn’t answer, eyes dropping to his plate. After a few moments, he glanced up to find Harry staring at him. “Eat.” He prompted.

Harry sighed and began eating again. “I didn’t mean to upset you.” Harry said softly between bites, adding, “It's just that… Bad things happen to me. You learn to expect it after a while.”

Severus growled and stabbed at his sausage. “I intend to change that!” He snarled.

Harry smiled at him. “If anyone can, it'll be you.” He said surely.

The rest of the meal was strained, and Draco and Lucius left shortly after, sensing Harry and Severus' need for a frank, open conversation.

As soon as they left, Severus turned to Harry. “I’m just worried he'll forget to be careful with you and push you into something you’re not ready for. He could easily set back your recovery, Harrison. You cannot rush these things.” He said, almost pleadingly.

Harry nodded. “I get that. And you’re right, he forgot and grabbed me to restrain me when I had told him not to. But he’s new to this, Severus, he needs time to learn me better. And as soon as he realised what he did, he apologised and asked permission to touch me. He'll get better, but he needs allowances for the occasional mistake. If I can forgive him, you can, too.”

“I just don’t want him to have the opportunity to force you. Leaving you alone with him at night gives him that chance.” Severus said.

Harry smiled. “Wasn’t it you that said he was no rapist?”

Severus scowled. “He hasn’t been yet.” He corrected.

“I don’t think he will be. I’m sure he knows that if he wants into my pants badly enough, all he has to do is wait and it will be easy for him to charm his way into them once I'm ready.” Harry said, amused.

“That's partially what I’m worried about.” Severus muttered.

Harry shook his head. “I’m going to have sex eventually, Severus. You can’t stop that. No matter what you do, I’m going to get better, I’m going to grow up, and I’m going to develop urges. There's no stopping it.” He said firmly. “You have to let me.”

Severus nodded and headed out of the room. “Come, Harrison. I've a new spell to teach you.”

Harry frowned, but followed him. “What kind of spell?” He asked curiously.

“One you can use to defend yourself from anyone that tries anything with you. And just so you know, being a legal adult also means you can use magic outside of school. Adults are trusted to use their better judgement in that regard, but if you need it, you are allowed now. Just not in front of Muggles.” Severus told him.

Harry grinned. “Great!” He said enthusiastically.

“Don’t go wild with it, though. I’m sure there is a brain in there somewhere, stunted though it may be. Use it.” Severus told him, entering the library and going to one of the back shelves. He carefully chose a book and pulled it down, then opened it to a page and flipped through until he found what he was looking for. He set it on a table.

Harry looked at the page. “The crushing curse?” He winced. “That sounds painful. Is it lethal?”

“That depends on the caster. It draws on negative emotions, so if you are frightened enough, yes, it can be.” Severus told him.

Harry shuddered. “Alright.” He drew his wand. “But if I'm only a little nervous?” He asked.

“It will force him into the foetal position, but no further. It will not harm him unless you need it to.” Severus told him.

Harry nodded. “How do we test this one?” He asked.

Severus drew out a handkerchief and transfigured it into a rat. “Any negative emotions will work, so you can use anger for this one, too. The incantation is ‘contundito.’ The motion is just to point and cast. I'd suggest thinking of—”

“Vernon.” Harry finished for him, voice toneless.

Severus nodded. “Or your former friend. Either one will work.”

Harry squared his shoulders, concentrated on Ron, and felt himself fill with a self-righteous fury. How could he be expected to control who his parents were? Where did Ron get off deciding Harry was somehow different just because his father was a biased Slytherin? Harry had no control over the circumstances of his birth, and it didn’t change him even a bit unless he chose to let it!

He aimed at the rat and let fly. The spell connected and the rat squealed, compressing in on itself. Harry let up the pressure and the rat relaxed.

He then dug into the box, pulling out the memory of the first time Vernon had thrown him down, pinned him to the bed, and made him bleed.

He felt the terror suffuse him, clogging his throat, and cast again.

The rat folded in on itself, squeaking madly as bones snapped, sounding painful. Then there was a loud crack, and it fell silent, unmistakably dead.

Harry swallowed and looked up at his father, eyes shadowed with pain and fear. “Thank you.” He said softly. “But I need to be alone for a while now.” He told the man.

Severus nodded, understanding the need to compose himself again after that trying experience.

But Harry knew how to lock those memories back up.

He’d be fine after an hour or so.
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