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Being A Consort	By : nekluvshp Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 36941 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Ah ha!!!! And here is chapter 2 already!!!! Don't get used to updates this quick though. Most likely I won't be posting chapter 3 for another week. I'd like to have chapter 5 finished before I post anymore. Unfortunately that means I have to finish chapter 4, which is probably going to be at least twice as long as the other chapters, first.

Not really any warnings for this chapter. Although I will say to watch out for OOCness. One person pointed out Harry's lack of resistance to technically being raped as being weird. There is an explanation for that, you just won't find out for a few chapters!!! It wouldn't be very fun if I just gave it all away at once, would it??

I edited chapter 1 a bit, went through and fixed typos, etc. My beta for another story read it and asked me why Harry didn't just take the blindfold off. That occured to me after I already posted but I fixed that as well. It was just once sentence though, so you don't have to go back and read it. Speaking of Betas, this story does not have one so all mistakes are my own. If you see something, please don't hesitate to let me know! Now, please read, review, and enjoy!!!! (Review responses at bottom.)

I couldn’t deny how wonderful it felt to wake up in someone’s arms. Even if that someone was the man I was supposed to kill or possibly the other way around. At the time, I was just glad to know it was morning.

A pair of lips placed a soft kiss on the back of my neck before the warmth behind me was gone. I flipped over to see Tom putting his silk robe on. Now that it was light out, I could see that it was silver.

“I’m going to take a shower. When I’m done, you’ll take one as well. There will be clothes waiting on the bed for you when you come out. Then I’ll show you where the dining hall is where we’ll eat breakfast after which, I’ll give you a tour.”

I nodded and he bent to give me a kiss. Then he disappeared through the same door from the night before.

Once we were both clean and dressed, he led me out of the room and down the hall to the left. After we passed a few doors, he stopped and pointed one out to me.

“This is your room. You can spend as much time in it as you wish and do whatever you like with it. I don’t require you to act as my shadow and follow me around constantly. Just be ready for me to come for you at any time.” Tom explained as he opened the door.

By the positioning of the furniture, I could tell this was the room I woke up in the night before. I saw my trunk with all of my possessions in it sitting at the foot of the bed and atop it was my wand. I wasn’t sure how it had been repaired, I’m still not actually, but it was there and whole and it felt so good having it in my hand again.

In my happiness, I accidentally shot off some gold sparks and was disarmed before I could even blink. “Hey!” I shouted. “Give that back!”

I admit I was rather surprised when he did and that he actually looked a little guilty. “Sorry, reflex. I saw the light and thought…”

“Thought I was trying to hex you?” I asked, with my arms crossed and my eyebrows raised.

“Yeah… that.” He cleared his throat and said more forcefully, “There have been restrictions placed on your wand. It can not perform any unforgivables, not that I would expect you of all people to use them, and a few others but they are spells you most likely have never even heard of.” He gestured for me to follow him out of the room.

We continued our way down the hall and went down the staircase at the end of it. When we reached the landing, he turned to the right and went down another flight of stairs. These stairs clearly came out in the foyer of the house.

From there, he led me to a door across from the main entrance of what was obviously a mansion. Behind said door was another corridor where he took another right turn. He stopped at a double door and informed me that it was the kitchen and I was free to it if I ever wanted a snack. Or, I could do what everyone else did between mealtimes and call a house elf.

The next room over was the dining room. There were already people sitting at the table that was filled with food.

I followed him to the head of the table where he gestured to the chair on the left side of his for me to sit as he took his own seat.

A few gasps were heard around the table and I looked up to see most of them staring at me in shock. Surely they knew Voldemort had captured me, right?

I took a second to look at them and realized I knew a lot of them. All three Malfoys were there as was Bellatrix, her husband Rudolf… or something like that, I can’t remember, and his brother. There were a few others I recognized but didn’t know their names and a couple I had never seen before.

“So it was true.” A very familiar voice from my left said. I looked up to see Snape staring intently at Tom. “You have taken the boy as your consort.”

“How do you know that?” I asked, not particularly fond of these people knowing I was sleeping with their leader.

“Because you are seated on my left.” Tom answered for him. “Though I’m not sure which has them more shocked, the fact that it’s you or that I haven’t taken a consort in years.”

“Perhaps it is a little of both.” Another voice supplied. I turned my attention from Tom to the blonde man seated across from me. “Many of us were certain you’d be torturing him for our amusement.”

I gulped and couldn’t help but push my chair away from the majority of the table and toward Tom. Some part of me already knew he meant safety.

A hand on my knee got my attention and I looked at Tom. “No one is going to hurt you. That is why I let you have your wand back, in case someone does decide to ignore my orders. It can still perform all manner of defensive spells.” He said softly.

I nodded, not trusting my voice.

At that time, Tom began filling his plate. Apparently, that was the cue for everyone else to begin as well so I did the same.

Once everyone was distracted by their breakfast, I turned to him and quietly asked, “Are they all going to be eating here all the time, T—” He cleared his throat loudly, cutting me off. I realized what I was about to say and amended with, “Voldemort.”

“Most of them, no. Everyone is here so we can regroup as well as heal from the battle.” Tom explained. “They’ll be given tasks in a few days or return to their own homes until I summon them.”

“So… I take it that means you won. What happens now?” I asked after taking a sip of orange juice.

“Indeed. First on my agenda, is to have the school repaired and have every class headed by a competent teacher by the beginning of the upcoming semester. Most of them are fine but the Defense Against the Dark Arts professors of late have been lacking. Aside from Severus your sixth year, that werewolf friend of yours was the only good one the school’s had in a while. We don’t want the children falling behind.” He replied.

“What about the muggle-borns?” My chest suddenly hurt as I realized I didn’t know what happened to Hermione or any of my other friends.

“Instead of just receiving their Hogwarts letter at eleven, someone will be sent the first time accidental magic is detected. The house will be searched and the entire family will be questioned under veritaserum to ensure that it is a good home. If it is and the parents remain supportive of their child after being informed of the Wizarding World, the child will be allowed to remain there.

“However, if it is not a good home or the parents become abusive or neglectful because their child is a ‘freak’, the child will be taken away and the family obvliated of the memories that he or she ever even existed.” Came his long-winded reply.

I could feel my breath quicken. He knew about my childhood. “What will happen to the kids who get taken away?” I asked after I gained control of myself.

“They will be put in an orphanage in our world and hopefully be adopted into a magical family. I know it sounds cruel, being taken away from their family but they’re going to think that their relatives were killed in an accident. When they’re older, they’ll be told the truth and have the option of reconnecting with their muggle family if they wish. However, muggles are no longer permitted in any wizarding village and are only allowed at Hogwarts for their child’s graduation if they weren’t taken away.

“On the subject of muggles, once I’ve reconfigured the ministry, marriage between us and muggles will be illegal. It’s not that I have a problem with them; it’s that our numbers are dwindling. More and more witches and wizards are having children with muggles that come out as squibs. There is a fifty percent chance of a squib being the result of a wizard and muggle coupling and only three percent between two magical beings.” Tom explained.

Damn he could talk. “That actually doesn’t sound too bad.” I admitted.

“Of course it doesn’t, especially when some old fool has been filling your head with nonsense about him wanting to kill all muggle-borns and put muggles under our rule.”

I looked at Snape to see his face was red with anger. Now that my focus wasn’t solely on Tom, I realized that other than the three of us, the Malfoys were the only others at the table now.

“What do you mean?” I asked innocently.

“Dumbledore’s a liar.” The youngest Malfoy added.

“That’s not entirely true, Draco. He just greatly exaggerated the truth.” Snape stated.

“I… I don’t believe you.” How could everything I had been fighting the last seven years for be a lie? Or a ‘greatly exaggerated truth’?

“Would you just shut up and think for once, Potter!” Snape snarled and slammed his hands down on the table.

“I don’t have to listen to you!” It felt good to say that.

Snape’s hands ball into fists. “You insufferable little brat!” He barked in my face. I could tell he was just itching to strangle me right then. I couldn’t help the smirk that formed on my lips.

“That’s enough, Severus.” I stuck my tongue out at him in victory and I could practically here his teeth grinding. “Breakfast is over. All of you go about your business. I have to give Harry here a tour of his new home.”

Once the other four were gone, Tom stood and led me out the same door we entered through. He showed me a sitting room and made sure to point out all of the bathrooms.

The last stop on this floor was a huge library that took up an entire third of the first and second floors. He told me which section was fiction, which was potions and Defense, etc.

We climbed a spiral staircase and exited the library onto the second floor. He completely bypassed that level of the mansion and took me directly to the third floor. Tom showed me that the room next to his was his study and if I needed him for anything, he said that with a leer, I would most likely find him there. He also showed me a small library on that floor that was just for fictional books.

There was another sitting room up there and the rest of the doors were either guest rooms or bathrooms.

Then he took me back down to the second floor, which was set up rather strangely. Instead of the hall running down the middle, it wrapped around the entire outside, meaning none of the rooms on that floor had windows.

Tom walked me down one side and told me that all three doors were more guest rooms. He took me in one so I could see that there were enchanted windows so the room’s occupants wouldn’t feel trapped.

Neither end of the floor had doors, just paintings and other works of art.

One the other side, there was only one set of double doors half way down the hall. As we neared it, I started having a bad feeling and I slowed down.

“There are some friends of yours I’m sure you’d like to see.” He said with his back to me.

Images of my friends’ broken and bloodied bodies assaulted my mind and I froze in my tracks. Tom either didn’t notice or didn’t care.

When he reached the door, he performed a complicated series of wands movements which I assumed unlocked it. I was right, as he pushed both of them open and stepped into the room.

Almost immediately there was a loud and angry shout. “What have you done with Harry?!” A few murmurs of agreement followed. I knew that voice and I felt my heart start beating again.

Tentatively, I took the last few steps to the door and poked my head in.

At first, none of the several people in the room noticed me. They were all too busy glaring at Tom, not that I blamed them really. He did stick them in a room with no escape and by the looks of it; he took their wands as well.

“Harry!” A female voice shrieked and Hermione came running toward me. I smiled and stepped fully into the doorway, ready to hug her. But when she got within a foot of the door, she yelped and pulled back her outstretched hand.

We both looked down at the same time and saw a yellow line that created a one by six foot box in front of the door. Obviously, the captives in the room weren’t allowed near it, especially when it was open.

So, I stepped over the line and embraced her. Another pair of arms came around us and I looked up to see Ron. Soon, everyone was trying to hug me all at once. I couldn’t help the tears that started rolling down my cheeks.

Everything that had happened to me in the past twelve hours or so seemed to hit me all at once and I started sobbing uncontrollably.

Even though I was obviously going to be taken care of, rather well if the night before had anything to say about it, it was all just too much too fast. There were spots in my vision and I realized I was hyperventilating.

The last thing I felt as I passed out was several hands catching me.

When I woke up, it was to the feeling of a hand running through my hair. I automatically leaned into the comforting touch and thought I heard a few gasps when I did. Had I been transported back to breakfast?

I opened my eyes and blinked a few times, bringing them into focus, to see Tom’s face looking down at me in concern. Beyond him I could see the others staring at me as well. Some were concerned, some confused, and some were even angry.

That was when I realized my head was in Tom’s lap. It reminded me of my position and how I was just as much a prisoner as my friends. I felt tears spring to my eyes again but I blinked them back.

“You’re never going to let me go, are you, V… Vol…”

“You may call me Tom in front of your friends.” He said softly. I closed my eyes and tried to keep the relief from showing on my face.

When I opened them again, I looked at my friends and could see most of them were confused now. They were probably wondering why I suddenly had such a hard time saying Voldemort.

“There are two reasons why I brought you here. The first, to give you a choice, you can either keep the position I’ve given or you can stay here with them.” I was infinitely grateful he didn’t call me his consort in front of them. I didn’t think I’d be able to handle that right then.

As much guilt as I felt for leaving them there, I didn’t want to lose the small amount of freedom I already had. Such as my wand, I was sure he’d take it if I decided to stay there. He knew my decision though when I pointedly avoided looking at anyone, even him.

I sat up slowly to avoid the dizzy spell I was sure I would have gotten otherwise and turned so I was facing him. “What’s the second reason?” I asked.

“To explain the rules. One, you may visit them anytime you’d like unless you are occupied with something I have assigned you to. Two, you are allowed to bring no more than two of your friends outside of this room at a time. They can cross the line as long as you or I are touching them.

“Three, and this one is more for them than it is you, they can earn their wands back over time, with severe restrictions of course, and will eventually be allowed out of this room.” He turned his attention to the other prisoners. “Some of you will earn your privileges back based on my own agenda. You can also lose privileges. I have both muggle and magical security systems in place in these rooms. Your bathrooms and beds are the only things that don’t have them. Is that understood?”

A few of them nodded but most of them just glared at him. Tom looked at me. “Understood?”

“Yes, Tom.”

“Now then,” He stood. “I have some things to see to. You can stay here or what ever else you wish. I’ll come find you when I’m ready.” He took a step toward the door then turned back toward someone in the group. “Minerva, please come with me.”

The witch stood with her arms crossed, glaring at him defiantly for a few seconds before she took a few steps forward.

“Wait!” I called from the floor. “What are you going do to?”

Tom smiled at me and replied, “We’re just going to have a chat, I promise. Remember what we spoke of at breakfast?” I gave a small smile and nodded almost happily. “Good. At some point in the near future I’m going to talk to each of them in private. So you all know ahead of time, I think I’ll be speaking to Lupin next and then perhaps the Granger girl after him.” He brought a finger to his chin in thought.

“Yes, that will do. I’ll come up with a list so you know who will be speaking to me when so that Harry knows when you keep you free.” He spoke to the room. Then he grasped Professor McGonagall’s forearm and led her out of the room.

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