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Taming the Dark	By : bagoftois Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 41537 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 9
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Albus paced his office on the last
day of term and wondered why Voldemort or some minion had not made an attempt
for the stone.� Was the evil man really
not going to try and get his body back? Albus was so distressed that Fawkes had
to come calm the man down by singing a quiet, trilling song.
Albus pet the bird and thought of
the other confusing entity in his realm, Harry Potter.� The boy had shown extraordinary skill with
his magic this first term.� Albus looked
towards the Potter invisibility cloak wrapped in plain wrapping paper. He was
planning on giving the boy back his Father�s cloak to aid in mischief designed
by Albus.� Maybe the boy would do
something over winter break to help move events along faster.
Albus turned as a knock sounded at
his office door.� He turned towards the
portal and called, �Enter.�� Severus
Snape came in looking sour and Albus felt relief at the man�s predictability.
�Severus, come have a seat. Tea?�
Albus asked the man.
�No thank you, Headmaster. I have
come to give you my report on the Potter spawn.� At a nod from Albus Severus went
on.� �He is adequate in potions. He shows
a natural affinity and talent for the discipline. I am reminded of his
Mother.� He is highly manipulative and
arrogant beyond belief. I wish to curse him at every sight of him. I know he is
breaking school rules but have yet to catch him in the act.� He belongs in my house and it galls that he
does.�� Severus looked at his employer
and scowled as he met the man�s eyes.
Albus looked at the vehement hatred
in Severus� eyes and wanted to smile, but held his expression, staying neutral.
�The boy is eleven and mischief is a part of growing boys.� Now, why do you say that boy truly belongs in
your house?�
�He has made friends with Draco and
Ronald Weasley. He has somehow gotten them to get
along, very well. They are inseparable. He has the whole of the upper years
eating out the palm of his hands, even the dark families. I do not know how you
intend to make a savior out of the boy.�
Albus rubbed his beard and thought
on the potion master�s words.� He picked
up a lemon drop from his desk bowl and popped it in his mouth before he spoke.� �Severus, I think that you should just keep
an eye on the boy for any behavior that speaks to cruelty or malicious intent.
I am sure you can recognize that type of behavior easily.�
�And if I find none?�
�Well, then we have nothing to
worry about. The boy is young and inexperienced in our world; he is
impressionable. If we find the opposite then we will have to take measures to
ensure my control and our world�s safety from another Dark Lord.�
Severus thought of what the boy had
already done to the current Dark Lord and did not relish watching Albus
Dumbledore try to do the same to Harry.�
Good Merlin, when had the boy become Harry to him? It was getting harder
and harder to keep his distance from the child. His stock answer of not being a
pedophile sounded less and less an excuse as the boy flirted and
insinuated.�
�As you wish Headmaster. I will see
you at the staff meeting.�
�That brings up another thing I
would like your observant opinion on Severus.�
What is your opinion on Quirinus� turn
around?�
�I believe the man has overcome
whatever experience he endured in Albania this summer.� He asked me to supply him with a number of
calming potions around the time of his recovery.� Maybe the man has seen a mind healer? I have
been keeping track of Potter, not Quirell.�� Severus turned and left the office before
Dumbledore could question him further on the defense teacher�s new personality.
Dumbledore looked after the dark
man and shifted his ponderings to his defense professor. He had no qualms about
the man, because of the nature of his position.�
The man would not be here for more than a year. Albus was quite sure
about that.
Harry decided to stay at Hogwarts
for the winter break.� He decided to use
the time as planning for his small group of conspirators.� All of Slytherin house had left for the break
and Harry felt it was fate to have the common room to himself for planning and
room to maneuver.
Harry sprawled out upon a couch
going over some statistics cordially provided by the ministry department of
vital statistics.� Harry could not fathom
that the wizarding numbers were so low.� How had these people waged war amongst
themselves without causing extinction?�
He compared the population numbers to other Europeans and frowned at the
lower growth rate.� He did not even want
to look at the Yank numbers.� He knew
directly from Evan that the Asian continent out strapped every other region
just in muggle-born birth alone. Harry threw down the
parchment and quill in his lap and lay down.�
He rubbed his forehead trying to ward off a headache.� He took deep breaths and counted until the
tension started to ebb. Harry knew one thing Britain needed to start producing
or it was going the way of the dodo.
He looked up as the common room
door opened to admit his head of house.�
Severus Snape was swathed in his usual black mood and clothing.� He glided into the room and Harry could not
help the way his eyes darkened in lust as he watched the older man move.
�You are a sight Severus.� Harry
exhaled a breathy appreciation of the man before him.
�You are too precocious and
indiscreet, Mr. Potter.� You, in your
entirety, have been unpredictable and malevolent. What in merlin�s name could
cause a child to be what you are?� Severus stood looking down at Harry�s
relaxed form and sneered.� Harry just
smiled and licked his lips as he continued to peruse the professor before him.
�If my feelings could be hurt, they
would be in tatters from that sharp tongue of yours.� I think your Dark Lord did something to me
when he threw that curse,� here Harry tapped the trademark lightning bolt scar
on his forehead.� �You are right; I am
not normal, nor will I ever be.�
�He is not my Lord! He has not been
since he killed your mother.� Severus� cool veneer warmed with the speech.� �I took oath to protect you above all and you
align yourself with the murderer of your parents.�
Harry stood up and his presence
seemed to swell, even in his smaller body, making him loom above Snape.� �I did not align myself with Voldemort, I
enslaved him, Severus.�� Harry lifted a
hand and placed it in the middle of the man�s chest.
�I am his master now,� and leaned
into Snape�s dark form and suddenly he was not looming, but cuddling. He rubbed
his cheek against the surprisingly soft robes.�
�I am Slytherin, not evil.�
Severus stood there not able to
move away or make the interaction more intimate.� He moved when the common room door came open
and an angry Voldemort/Quirrell came in with
malevolence radiating from his form.
�I demand that I be allowed to kill
someone or torture in the least. I just read an essay from a seventh-year, A
SEVENTH-YEAR, that the blasting curse is adequate for a defense against a
troll!�� The man paced as the two other
people in the Slytherin common room just stared at him.� He must have noticed the silence to his
complaint, because he finally stopped moving to face the others.
Harry had a very blank expression
on his face and Voldemort paled at the lack of action.� Harry finally broke the impasse when he
started to laugh.� �I do not see why
there are not more Dark Lords teaching children.� When murder and torture are anything to look
forward to!�� Harry made an expansive
gesture with his arm and smirked at Snape.
�I only meant that the learning
guidelines and expectation are inadequate for the prestige this school
commands.� It is inexcusable that the
adult wizards we are about to send out into the world do not even know how to
deal with a troll.� It disturbs me.�
Voldemort spoke with a more reasonable tone.
�Oh! Well that is a less psychotic
argument and fixable.� You must control
these outbursts.� The thought of letting
you spearhead any action plan is a wearisome prospect.� I cannot in good conscience let you outside
of these walls if you cannot be circumspect. Am I wrong?� Harry turned to Snape
for an opinion.
Snape looked neutral, but answered,
�I am but a minion, Mr. Potter, I am not qualified to opine on the actions of
my betters.�
Harry looked at the man and shook
his head, �If I were inclined to cause you injury, I would strike you for that
statement, but I fear you would forget who your betters were and hit me
back.� And then there would be an
argument about who hit who first and why, and then Mum will separate us, and
send us to our rooms.� Harry sat back down on the couch and leant back.
�Did you just call me childish, Mr.
Potter?� Snape looked impressed by the boy for a moment until he remembered he
was being petulant. �You are insufferable.�
�I am very sufferable. �You would suffer happily if you would take me
to your bed, Severus.�� Harry widened his
legs and smirked at Severus.
That gesture sent Severus over the
edge and he stomped out of the common room mumbling, �I am not a pedophile�
under his breath.� Both the males left
chuckled at the outraged and flustered Snape.
Harry calmed himself and turned to
Voldemort, �How many people know your true identity?�
�Only my first followers and
Dumbledore,� he snarled the last as if it left a bad taste just for the name to
pass his lips.� �Most of my first
followers are dead or in seclusion because of their age.� Their sons or daughters have taken over the
running of families and business. That is why most of the followers that were
caught were of your parent�s generation.�
Despite the length of wizard�s lives they still fall into obscurity at
an age common with muggle retirement. It was the
reason I put so much effort in keeping my youthful looks.
�Dumbledore has kept his power by
merely never reproducing, although I don�t see any willing wizard bending over
for the old coot to bare his children.�
He plays the congenial old grandfather concerned with other�s children
and everyone ignores that he holds an unprecedented amount of power in his
hands.� There has never been anyone who
has held three seats of power before.�
�Why do you think that is?� Harry
asked the ranting Voldemort.
�Because, no one person can do the
work, the staff needed for support of someone who has a full time obligation is
immense.� Dumbledore has caused so much
congestion that the IFC can only meet during summers, the Wizengamot
only four times a year, and Hogwarts Deputy Head is overworked to ignorance of
her real duties to curriculum.�
�What do you mean? McGonagall
teaches the curriculum fine, but I am only in first year.� Harry crossed his
legs and motioned for Voldemort to have a seat.�
The polyjuice was wearing off and he started
the change back to Tom Riddle in his twenties.�
Harry observed the soft wavy chestnut hair settle against Riddle�s
neck.� The man wasn�t pale, but had olive
toned skin. The ocean green eyes set into the handsome square face were alight
with his topic.� There was a furrow in
the smooth, short forehead, above arched brows as the man settled himself on
the couch.� A small smile curved into
flat plane cheeks against the wide cheek bones.
�I had forgotten how comfortable it
was in the Slytherin common room.� Riddle turned his full attention back to
Harry and saw the amount of attention he was being paid.� �You pay too much notice for someone your
age.�
�It�s your own fault. I could have
been growing up healthy and happy with my parents, but you shattered all of
that.� Evan had a theory about what you
did to me.� You cursed me with some of
your knowledge and experience. It changed my development, mentally.� The body follows the mind in translating the
world around us.� I�m an eleven year old
boy with the urges of a sexually mature adult.��
Harry continued to stare at the man next to him in silence.
�I cannot say I am sorry, because I
feel no real remorse for my actions. I felt threatened by the possibility that
I could be defeated. I felt I needed to eliminate the problem before it was a
threat. I did not realize you were a threat just by your birth and contributed
to the partial prophesy I had heard. I am sorry I was wrong.� Riddle just sat
staring at his hands clasped in his lap.�
His knuckles were white with the strength he held himself with.
Harry reached over and placed a
hand on top of Riddle�s and the man jolted with the magic jumping between
them.� �I am over that.� Things happen and my parents could have taken
any number of other safe guards for themselves and their child.� My father, as a pureblood, could have called
on a number of protections through his blood. The fidelis charm put too much
faith in a single person and everyone is corruptible.
�I�m not absolving you of your
actions Riddle, in fact I take pleasure in enslaving you, but you shouldn�t
worry over it so much. I am not going to retaliate by abusing you. Remember I
am helping you achieve what you wanted. We will heal our world for the
better.�� Harry patted Riddle�s hands and
smiled.
�Now what were you saying about
McGonagall?�
�She is in charge of curriculum
advancement and standards.� Dumbledore is
the head of the school, but McGonagall is the head teacher.� Her responsibilities are to track and monitor
the advancement of every student at Hogwarts. She should not even be a head of
house with the work involved with teaching classes and her deputy duties.
Things are slipping through trench size fissures and the students and society
are suffering.
�Hogwarts had at least two teachers
for every subject when I went to school. Dumbledore taught advanced classes while
another taught lesser years. The school is understaffed and failing its
objectives.�
At Riddle�s statement a pulse from
the very walls of Hogwarts told them that the school agreed
wholeheartedly.� Harry smiled sadly at
the situation that he found himself in.�
He should not be so concerned with these issues at his age, but he was.
He did not wish above all else to just sit around and slack off like his peers,
but to do something about the stagnation he was faced with.
�The planning needed for this will
need others. You will need to call a meeting soon. Your followers will already
know something is up from their marks, but we will announce your return in
grand fashion.� Harry stood up and left the room without another word.� Riddle pulled a flask out of his robes and
drank.� His features morphed back into
those of Quirell and he left as well.
Harry walked down the halls of
Hogwarts like a wraith.� He stuck to the
shadows and followed the pulsing magic of Hogwarts.� He was searching for her core. Like anyone
Hogwarts would not just lay her secrets bare for anyone, she wanted him to work
for the prize.� Harry reveled in the
magic around him and knew if he sank deep enough he would find the path he
sought.
He stopped suddenly as a foreign
magic pulled at him like an insistent child trying for their mother�s
attention.� He resisted, not wanting to
be distracted from his search, but the magic was very stubborn.� He finally gave and turned towards the trail
of new magic.� It glowed faintly blue,
mixed within the gold of Hogwarts� natural magic.� He did not watch where he was led, because
Hogwarts would lead him back home again.
He finally ended up at a door.� It looked like an abandoned classroom, but
lacked the dusty desks and chairs of the lower floor unused classes.� He opened the door cautiously and saw a
mirror.� It pulsed with the blue magic
and Harry blinked to stop seeing the magic, so he could see the actual mirror
in detail.�
He walked to it, but did not touch
it.� He looked in the reflective portal
and saw a very pleasant picture of him and several men.� He smiled at the affection on the men�s face
as they looked at him.� Some lounged at
his feet and others stood by him.� One
man had an arm around Harry�s waist and his chin upon Harry�s hair, Severus
Snape.� He held Harry with possession in
his eyes and a triumphant smirk.
Harry stood there for some length
of time. He only looked away after Hogwarts sent a particularly large sting of
magic that made the mirror shudder and the image to waver.� Harry blinked and looked around.� The room was much darker than when he arrived.� He stepped out into the hall and looked out a
window.� The stars shone bright and clear
in the Scotland sky and signified that it was much later than the few minutes
Harry�s detour was meant to be.� He
quickly made his way back to more populated areas.� He ended at the Great Hall where dinner was
being served.� By the looks of what was
left he had missed half of the meal.� He
moved towards the Ravenclaw table and sat next to a
seventh year.� The boy simply moved the
half full food platters towards him and Harry filled his plate.� Harry had to eat with the more populated
house tables. Gryffindor shared with Hufflepuff and
Ravenclaw shared with the lone Slytherin still in residence.� No one seemed to mind.�
After dinner Harry made his way to
Severus� quarters and let himself in.� As
usual he would have to wait for the man.�
He often did his first rounds right after meals and then later after
curfew.� He browsed the man�s shelves and
picked a book about restorative potions.�
He wondered why the man had not employed some of them to help with his
appearance before Harry took it upon himself to test his potion on him.
Harry moved to the couch and lay
down to read until Snape returned to his quarters.� He ear marked several potions to try out and maybe
use at a later date.� He never knew when
something interesting now would come in handy later.� Harry�s eyes started to close, but snapped
open when Snape stormed into the room and pointed his wand at him.
�What are you doing here, fondling
my possessions?� He eyed Harry with pure malice.
�You should not point a wand at
someone you cannot curse, Severus.� I
want you to have a seat while I ask your advice.� Harry closed and shrank the
book he was reading and place it in the pocket of his robes.� Snape finally lowered his wand as he realized
that Harry was completely right and he looked foolish just standing there.
�You could at least ask to borrow
my possessions.� Common courtesy does not
have to be thrown out because of power roles.��
Snape sat across from the couch in an arm chair near the fire.
Harry smiled at the man, �You say
that, but you use your position as a professor to bully everyone not put into
Slytherin.� You barely teach unless
someone is up to standard and that is few I am sure. I did not come here to talk
about this.� It isn�t my problem whether
you do your job or conduct yourself with an appropriate nature for your
profession.�
�I found an enchanted mirror
today.� I stood in front of it for
several hours, but it felt like only minutes.�
It had a compulsion in the magic, quite insistent. What is something
like that doing here?�
Snape sat back to look into the
fire and gather his thoughts.�
�Dumbledore said he was housing several dangerous objects this year that
were entrusted to him by the Wizengamot.� I can only think that this is one of those
objects.� What did the mirror show you?�
Snape looked to Harry with true interest.
�I saw you and me, along with some
others. I can only conclude the mirror is enchanted to show desires, but to
what end, I do not know.� I can still
feel the need to return to it.�� Harry
tried to be as vague about the actual feelings behind the images by
concentrating on the nature of the mirror.�
�Anyone more sensitive to suggestion would easily fall prey to its
pull.� I only found it because I had
opened my core to Hogwarts.� Children
would fall victim.�
�Did you forget you are a child as
well?� Snape looked at the boy on his couch.�
�As much as you act above your generation, you could be just as
susceptible.� Snape looked to Harry with a raised brow.
Harry just smiled and responded
congenially.� �You may be right, Severus.
I am but a man in a child�s body, but I can take advantage of the boons
afforded me, like sex.� Harry stood and approached Severus with intent in his
eyes.� The man quickly rose from his
chair and side stepped the boy before he could trap him in a seated position.
�I will inform you again that I am
not into pedophilia, Mr. Potter. Your advances are unwanted.�
�Would you rather I went elsewhere
for my needs, like, maybe, Draco?� He
does like to snog. I could train him so well to please me. Or I could find some
of the other older students and take advantage of their heightened hormones. I
would rather not, but since you refuse��
Harry turned towards the exit and
only stopped as Snape called out, �Why are you so insistent on having me in
your bed?�� Snape sounded desperate as he
stood by the fireplace.
�I am more interested in using your
bed.� Mine is a little small for the both
of us.� Harry smirked at the older man.�
Severus just stood there and looked hard at the boy.� Harry huffed in frustration.
�Would you let me show you why I
want you above all others?� Harry responded, turning back to the man.� The fire backlit Snape making him a shadow
against the hearth.� The man looked like a
demon summoned from the fires of hell, sweet temptation and damnation.
�How would you illustrate your
ardor?� Snape asked.�
Harry moved towards the man and
offered a single hand, palm up for Snape. �Take my hand Severus.�� Snape did as he was told. The non-threatening
gesture seemed reasonable.� The man
gasped as a pulse lanced through his entire being.� He caught himself just as his knees buckled
by holding on to the mantle above the fire place.
Harry looked up to Severus and
grinned widely, �Do you not see why I desire you above all? Your magic sings to
me and just by your touch I can climax.�
Severus looked doubtful from his
weakened stance, �You don�t look like you can hardly walk?�
Harry laughed, �I am still
shielding. Do you want me to lower my shields?��
Harry asked.� The vigorous shake
of Snape�s head made Harry laugh again.�
�Will you grant me a yule present?�
�What?� Snape breathlessly asked.
�You. If you are dissatisfied with
our encounter I will withdraw my advances. Would you agree to that?�
Snape looked hard at the boy and
gently removed his hand from Harry�s grip. He took a calming breath as his
magic stopped pulsing and swirling in his body.�
He could finally think again. He looked at the attractive boy.� The luminous green eyes, heart shaped face,
rose shaded plump lips, and lithe form.�
Harry would resemble nothing but a child in body, but it would only be
once. Snape reasoned with himself about the desire he felt.� If he only indulged once he could purge it
from his mind and body.� The boy could
not be so proficient that he could ensnare a grown man to him, could he?
The flames of the fire flaring and
turning green distracted both Harry and Severus from their conversation.� Lucius Malfoy exited the flames with a
panicked look in his eye.� He searched
the room frantically, missing the two very near him, until Snape put a hand on
his shoulder.� He spun around with wild
eyes and grabbed Snape�s arm, wand out.
�Lucius! Calm yourself this
instant.� Snape slapped the wand point away from him and asked, �What has
happened?�
�It�s Draco. He�s very ill. You
must come right away.� I would trust no
healer but you.� Lucius kept his grip on Snape and started to pull him back
into the fire.� Harry noticed that there
was no floo powder in hand, and summoned the box from
the mantle.� He threw in a large handful
and followed the two older men into the fire and to Malfoy Manor.
Harry stumbled out of the fire
place and looked around.� He saw a
frantic Lucius pulling Snape out the door and followed quickly. He could only
give the manor halls a cursory glance as he rush to keep up with the taller
men.� His impression was of grandeur and
opulence. No wonder Draco was such a snob.
They rushed up two flights of
stairs and down three long corridors, stopping at a set of double doors.� Lucius plowed his way through them, still
dragging Severus.� Harry stopped as he
caught sight of the room or rooms.� It
was a suite of rooms.� The first was a
sitting area that boasted couches and arm chairs, a fire place and plenty of
tables. �All of it looked terribly
expensive.
Harry walked slowly towards the
next room and saw that it was Draco�s bedroom.�
The boy lay on the bed paler than usual and sweating profusely.� Severus stood over him waving his wand over
the boy.� Draco�s pale blue eyes looked
milky, washed of color.� Lucius Malfoy
stood next to the bed wringing his hands and staring sightlessly at Draco.
�You must make him better Severus.
You must. I cannot lose him.� The man was talking to Severus, but it seemed
like he was praying in his appeals for Snape�s help. Harry walked up to the man
and grabbed his hand.� He let his magic
flow freely, trying to soothe Malfoy�s nerves.
�It�s alright, Mr. Malfoy, Severus
will make him better very soon.� You know
he will. Let�s go sit outside while he works.��
Lucius followed obediently behind Harry, gripping his hand like a
lifeline.� Harry led them to a couch and
Lucius dutifully sat next to him.� Harry
petted the man for several minutes before some life came back to him.
Lucius finally noticed the boy
sitting next to him as his mind rejoined reality.� �Who are you?�� Lucius looked at their joined hands, but
could not seem to muster enough will to take his hand back.
�I�m an early yule present from
Severus. I am to distract you while he works on making Draco well.� Harry
smiled pleasantly at Lucius and wanted to laugh as Lucius� face went blank in
confusion.
�Why would he give you to me? You
are a beautiful child, but Severus is too moral for his own good.� Lucius
responded.
�I know what you mean. It took me
forever for him to consent to fuck me, and you interrupted rather rudely, but I
shall forgive you. I am very fond of Draco and I wish to make his Father, you,
feel better.�
�You know my son?�
�We share a dorm at Hogwarts.� Would you like me to undress for you?� Harry
asked, but was already standing with hands going to the fastenings of his
robes.� He smiled as Lucius watched the
buttons separate and reveal slightly tanned, peach skin.� Harry liked the traditional wizarding custom of wearing nothing but your skin under
your robes. Well, he opted to not wear pants on his own. So when he let his
robe fall to the floor, Lucius had a fully naked Harry presented to him for his
perusal.
�You are a very attractive boy, but
I think you are lying to me about being Draco�s dorm mate. I know all of his
dorm mates save one and that child would not seduce anyone.�� A single eyebrow rose in challenge at Harry
as Lucius smirked and eyed his naked form.
Harry for his part simply moved his
bangs from his forehead and flashed the scar and Lucius jaw dropped as Harry
straddled the startled man.� �Mr. Malfoy
you can know me as well as you would like. I�m quite friendly.�
Harry started opening buttons.� He divested the man of his outer robe and
then started on his waistcoat.� The white
button up Harry simply dissolved away getting impatient with all the clothing
the man was wearing.� Lucius was rumored
to be one of the strictest pureblood traditionalist, but clothed himself like
many of the moderate wizards.
Harry smiled when Lucius only
sported the bottom half of his clothing.�
He looked over the defined torso, surprised that the man was so
fit.� Wizards did not advocate physical
activity as a rule.� He moved in and
pressed his open mouth Lucius� pulse point and suckled, feeling Lucius shudder
at the sensation he caused.� Lucius
raised his arms to encircle Harry�s body.�
He crushed the boy to him and Harry only sucked harder.� Lucius let his hands roam over Harry�s smooth
unblemished torso as Harry ground against his bulging arousal.�
Lucius did not remember undressing
the rest of himself and he shouldn�t have, because Harry had vanished the man�s
clothing to get the skin to skin contact he wanted most.� Lucius� breath caught as Harry shifted to let
his cock ease into the groove of his ass.�
Harry rubbed himself against the leaking head, using the juices to
lubricate the slide.� Harry panted in his
ear as he moved back and forth.� Lucius
grew impatient with their movements and really wanted to test the boy in his
resolve.�
His hand moved down the crevice of
Harry�s ass, a finger touching Harry�s most intimate part.� Harry gasped and pressed back against the
probing digit and Lucius obliged by pressing forward using his precum to ease the way.�
Harry�s voice came to Lucius in an airy whisper, �Use two.�� Lucius chuckled and shoved two fingers into
Harry�s opening and the boy keened loudly and sank back on his fingers.�
Lucius twisted his hand letting his
thumb join in the stretching.� He opened
Harry wider with his three fingers and Harry writhed in his lap at the pleasure
he felt.� Harry never understood why it
didn�t hurt the way it should to be breached, but counted his blessings.� Lucius let his fingers play until the
makeshift lubricant made the going rough.
�We are ill prepared for this. I
will have need of my wand to summon lubricant or I fear you will tear.� Lucius
spoke lowly in Harry�s ear.� The boy had
his face buried in Lucius� neck.� He
rolled his head to the side and lifted an arm from gripping Lucius� bicep.� A small jar flew into his hand and he handed
it to Lucius with a contented smile as his hips kept moving on Lucius� fingers.
Lucius eyed the jar, opening the
lid to see a pot of the lubricant that Severus personally made for him.� Lucius eyed the boy in his lap, riding his
fingers, and shrugged as his cock twitched against the boy�s round cheeks.� Lucius removed his fingers from Harry�s hole
to dip them into the pot and return them to the welcoming hole that Harry
offered.
Harry waited until he felt Lucius
slick his dick and angled up so the man could place the head of his cock at his
entrance.� Harry sank back and down with
a sigh as he took all of Lucius in one go.�
He was euphoric for long moments until Lucius� hips moved and Harry saw
stars.� Lucius sank lower on the couch
and grabbed Harry�s hips giving the boy enough leverage to ride him. Harry
happily obliged and rode the blond moaning his pleasure.
Lucius felt the tight heat around
him and wanted to scream at how good it felt, but Malfoys screamed for no
one.� He grabbed Harry around the waist
and flipped him to his back.� Harry only
giggled at the move and brought his legs up higher letting Lucius go as deep as
he pleased.� Harry�s cock was not a man�s
but is bobbed hard and flushed vermillion as Lucius pounded the boy�s tight
ass.� Lucius reached between them let his
fingers play with the boy�s privates.�
Harry choked and shuddered around his cock.� Lucius closed his eyes and let go, grunting
into his last thrusts as he emptied his premium seed in the boy.� Harry was limp with incoherence as Lucius
pulled out of him.
A hard hand on the man�s shoulder
made him turned glazed eyes on a fuming Severus.� �Lucius, in all the depravity I have
witnessed from you, I cannot believe that you would fall prey to this boy.�
Lucius looked confused at Snape for
a moment and then looked to a smiling sated Harry.� �How do you know I did not seduce the boy,
Severus?�
Snape rolled his eyes, �Because
Harry does not require seducing.� The boy
is a honey pot, a powerful honey pot.�
Get up you lecherous boy!�� Snape
slapped Harry across the thigh, but it only brought a deep moan from the boy as
he arched from the couch.
�Apparently, Draco recognized your
moans.� He is asking for you.� Snape
sneered at Harry.� Harry seemed to come
too suddenly and sat up with a smile on his face.
�Is he going to be alright,
Severus?�� The man nodded and Harry
didn�t bother finding his robe, but rushed to the other room throwing himself
against Draco.� They both hugged and
Harry curled up next to the recovering boy and both fell asleep together.
Lucius and Severus watched a naked
Harry laying curled into Draco on top of the covers. Draco had an arm snaked
out of the covers holding the boy close.�
Snape shook his head, �It is hard to believe that he is capable of seducing
grown men, when he can look so innocent in sleep.�� Snape turned away from the scene.
�Where is your wife?�
Lucius kept his eyes riveted on the
scene in his son�s bedroom, his nudity forgotten for the moment.� �She has been in the south of France for several
months. Why?�
�Has anyone else been here to the
manor?�
�No.� What was wrong with Draco?�
�He was poisoned.� Has he been anywhere other than here?� Snape
asked, determined to track down where his godson had been poisoned and why.
�He just returned last night from
the Nott boy�s home after a two day visit.�
�Did you not just put Katlin Nott
from your bed?�
�Yes, but she wouldn�t go so far as
to harm Draco. She is married.� She knew
there could be no permanence in our relationship.�� Lucius paced, finally turning away from
watching the two sleeping boys.� �Could
it not be Theodred?�
�It could as well, but Draco will
have to return to the castle with me.� I
will need Poppy�s opinion on flushing his system.�� Severus waved his wand over Harry clothing him.
�I will carry Harry while you handle Draco.�
Draco was sleeping comfortably in
the hospital wing under the care of Madam Pomphrey
while Harry slept in Severus� bed.�
Lucius and Severus sat on the couch before the fire drinking twenty year
old fire whiskey.� Lucius stirred out of
his contemplation first.
�Harry Potter,� was the only thing
that came out of his mouth, followed by more silence.� Severus stirred next with a simple
humph.� Lucius just nodded.
�Is this how you really communicate
with each other?� I wonder if I will ever
be close enough to someone to do that.��
Harry�s voice was soft with sleep.�
He walked fully into the sitting room and plopped down into Severus�
lap.� �How is Draco?�
�He is fine. I fear that he was
victim to someone wishing Lucius ill.� Severus spoke without really giving the
boy his attention, besides wrapping an arm around his waist.
�Why would you inform him on this
personal information, Severus? You are never deep enough in your cups to reveal
direct information.� Lucius looked incredulous at the man next to him.� He caught Harry�s placid eyes and shivered a
bit.
�Indeed you are correct, Lucius,
however, I do not have the liberty of keeping information away from him.�� Severus waved his hand exercising a much
practiced ability wandlessly pouring himself another
glass of liquor.
�Why is that?� Lucius looked a
little paler at his friend and the boy in his lap.
�Because I am his Master, Lucius
Malfoy, that is why he can�t Slytherin his way out of answering a question.�
Harry answered with a little grin.� He
added a little wiggle in Severus� lap just to get the man to react.� Severus did not take the bait.
�That is preposterous! Severus has
had two masters and one is somewhere beyond us at this time.� Lucius looked
indignant, but afraid of any answer he would get from the boy sitting so
comfortable in Severus� lap.� Severus did
not make bluffing jokes.
�Pull your sleeve up Severus,�
Harry commanded the man.� Severus
followed his order quickly, but with a lassitude born from his inebriation.� He exposed the Dark Mark.� It lay faded and dormant.� Harry reached out a hand and traced the
tattoo with his index finger.� The mark
instantly darkened and writhed on the man�s arm.� Severus moaned, rather lewdly, as the mark
came back to life.
Lucius gasped as his arm started to
tingle and then warm.� It was the exact
opposite of the burning pain the Dark Lord inflicted, but it still called the
man.� He fell to his knees.� �My Lord, I am sorry for my insolence. Please
forgive me.�� Lucius went from proud to
groveling faster that a niffler on gold.
�No need to be that way Mr. Malfoy.
I�m not mad at you. I like you actually.��
Harry placed a calming hand on Lucius� bowed head, stroking the soft
fine hair.� �Sit back down so we can have
a civilized conversation.�
A knock at the door arrested
Lucius� movements off the floor. An �enter� from Harry let in the figure of
Professor Quirell.�
Lucius moved quickly not to be seen in his previous position, still
having some pride about his public persona.
�You called master.� Quirell said and Lucius looked confused never remembering
this man in the ranks.
�I did,� Harry gestured to
Lucius.� �I was introducing myself to one
of your old servants.� Lucius, I am sure
your remember Lord Voldemort, although his guise at the moment is a little off
putting.�� Harry smiled at the faux
professor. �He gestured for Voldemort to
sit on the couch as Lucius squirmed in his seat.
�Lucius, I have brought your master
to heel.� As a Slytherin I know I can
count on your admiration of my movements.��
Harry spoke calmly while he watched emotions flit across Lucius� face,
sure the man did not know they were there.�
�I am now your Lord and I am glad that you recognized it so
quickly.� I know a few of your comrades
will be more difficult, but I will persevere.�
Harry settled more comfortably in
Severus� lap and took pleasure in the arm holding him secure.� He doubted the man even noticed in his
passivity.� Voldemort spoke next
questioning his needed presence.
�My Lord, why was I summoned so
suddenly?�� Voldemort kept his eyes on Harry
and a tinge of jealousy flared as he looked at the arm circling Harry�s waist.
�An opportunity that I have been contemplating
has presented itself.� I wish for you to
confer with Lucius, who as I understand it is the current head of the Board of
Governors, correct?� Harry looked to Lucius for confirmation.
�Yes, I am My Lord.� Lucius
answered.� �How can I be of assistance?�
�Voldemort brought to my attention
the discrepancy in educational standards here at Hogwarts.� I was told that certain faculty are
overworked and the school understaffed.�
Has this been discussed at all by the board?�� Harry asked, his eyes were brighter with the
attention he placed on Lucius.
�Of course it has, but Dumbledore
keeps us at bay with budget concerns.� He
has shown us the available funds and they are barely sufficient running the
school.� Lucius sounded incredulous at his own words. �Hogwarts has never been
short of funds, because the endowments set up by various pureblood lines.� But, Dumbledore as the head of the school had
administration of the funds.� The Board
has no recourse but to delay any mandates, because the school apparently can�t
afford it.�
Harry turned to contemplate the
fire as he thought over Lucius� information.�
�Is there no audit process set out in the schools charter for the board
to exercise?�
Lucius looked taken aback at the statement,
�No one knows where the charter is located.�
It is supposed to reside in the trophy hall and a copy in the Ministry
archives after it was established, but they both disappeared some two centuries
ago.� It has worked in Dumbledore�s favor
that there is no recourse for the board to act.�
�Has no one thought to set up independent
endowments to be administered by the board to supplement the changes needed to
restore Hogwarts to greatness?�� Harry
looked at a confused Lucius.
�Well, no. There had never been
discussion of that by any of the governors.� Lucius� face flushed red in sudden
embarrassment.� �I feel imbecilic at that
simple solution.� It is as if my mind had
ignored such an obvious actions.�
�I would not doubt the Headmaster
influencing the board in more subtle ways than padding the budget.� When was the last time you went through a
cleansing ritual?�� Harry asked the blond
man.
�They have fallen out of fashion in
recent years.� I myself can resist the
imperious curse.�� Lucius sounded proud
of himself.
�Mr. Malfoy, I am quite aware that
there are any number of potions and spells that can control people.� Cleansing rituals should be a necessity in
your line of work.� Are you not on the
advisory committee for the wizengamot?�� Harry sounded incredulous at the man�s blas� attitude
towards compulsion magicks.
�You and Severus will undergo a
ritual this night.� I am sure I have the
materials and if, they can be found quickly.�
The stupidity that is being shown by persons of influence is staggering
and I would prefer be cautious in the new direction I am taking this faction.�� Harry hopped off of Severus� lap and turned
to the men surrounding him.
�Voldemort will you retrieve Evan
for me.� He is well versed in the ritual
and can attend.� He is usually ensconced
on the upper head, right corner of my bed. �Inform him of what is going on.� We can use one of the old ritual rooms here
in the dungeons.�� Harry watched
Voldemort depart and turned back to the two men waiting for direction.
�It seems there will be no more fun
tonight gentlemen, but, Severus, I wish for that Yule present you agreed
to.� I will not be put off after you
agreed.�
Severus only nodded and took another
gulp of whiskey from his glass.� �I will
honor my word, Harry.� But are you not
afraid the ritual will break your hold on me?�
�It will break my spellwork, but it will also break any other conflicting compulsions.� I believe that your vow will allow us to keep
our relationship in tact with no more friction than has already been present.�� Harry walked to Severus and took his hand
again.� The man was glad that he was
sitting down, because he would have fallen.�
He writhed as their magic entwined and he panted when Harry took his
hand back.� He caught the shock jawed
look on Lucius� face when came back to himself.
�This ritual will open me up more
to your magic, will it not?� Severus asked as he eyed Harry.
�It may, but only if you are a true
match for me. It will not be such a hardship to be my partner Severus. I think
you are imagining very bad things about me.��
Harry looked a little hurt, but waved Severus off as he was about to
speak.� �Let�s get the ritual over and
see whether you two men under the influence of our dear Headmaster�s meddling.�
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