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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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Harry woke to Narcissa rapping on his door. “Time to get up, dear. Breakfast is in an hour.” She called through the door.

Harry sat up in bed. “Thanks, Aunt Cissa.” He called back. “I’m up.” He grabbed his clothes and left the guest room, shuffling out into the hall and heading for the guest bathroom.

Narcissa was a few meters down, rapping on Draco's door next. “Dears, time to get up. Breakfast is in an hour. You don’t want to miss your last time going to Hogwarts on the express.”

There was unintelligible grumbling emanating from the room, then a bright and cheerful, “We're up, Mother! Thank you!” followed by, “Don’t touch me there, my Mother's right outside the door!”

Narcissa smiled and walked away, winking at Harry as she passed, whispering, “This is why Lucius will not wake them anymore.”

Harry snorted.

He went into the bathroom and took his shower, then dressed and headed downstairs for breakfast.

Lucius was there already, reading the Prophet and having some tea. He looked up as Harry came in and nodded in greeting. “Harrison.”

“Hello, Uncle Lucius.” Harry said.

“Draco and his mates should join us in twenty minutes. You may have some tea while you wait.” He said.

Harry poured himself some tea and was done preparing it when Narcissa came in.

“Hello. Draco will be down soon. They seem to have had a little oversight on the way down.” She said.

Harry frowned. “What happened?”

Narcissa smiled. “Oh, it was something about Fred getting one more kiss from Draco than George did this morning. Draco is correcting it.” She said lightly.

Lucius hummed, turning a page.

Draco came in, blushing and smiling, flanked by his two mates. “Hi.” He said. He sat and George moved to sit beside him.

Fred stopped him. “You sat next to him last time!” He protested.

“Ever think that there's a reason for that?!” George shot back.

Lucius sighed. “Gentlemen.” He said flatly, setting the paper down and looking at them. “Fred, let your brother sit where he wants to right now. It will be his last chance to have breakfast next to his mate for some time. And George, did you really think I would not find out? I’m honestly hurt that you have chosen not to confide in me. I am practically your father-in-law, and while I dread my looming title, I am prepared to accept your child with dignity befitting a Malfoy.” He said.

Harry and Draco shared looks of horror.

Fred sighed and took the seat next to George, while George sat and turned to face Lucius. “I’m sorry, Sir. We were scared. We didn’t know how you'd react, and honestly—”

“There was no avoiding this, I read about it. Nothing would have worked, so it is fine. I would have preferred you wait until Draco was at least in his last year of schooling, but this all happened the way it did for a reason, I suppose. Draco seems happy, so I am happy for you all. We will deal with things as they come. At least the child will not be born until—”

“December.” George blurted.

Lucius turned to him, eyes wide. “Surely not so soon?” He asked.

George flushed. “Sinicus gestation is five months.” He explained.

Lucius sighed. “I hadn’t gotten that far. Well, we will do what we must.” He said. “Cissa, you have the baby shower.” He said.

Narcissa smiled widely. “Oh, a party! This will be so much fun!” She said excitedly. “Would just before Samhain work for you both? Or should we do it in mid-November?”

George shrugged. “How pregnant do you want me to be?” He asked.

Narcissa smiled. “You should be showing prominently, but we don’t want to do it too late, because you will tire too soon.”

Fred smiled. “Actually, just after Samhain would be best. About mid-November he will start nesting, as Prewetts tend to do for the last month and a half, and we don’t want to drag him out of his safe space once he has chosen it.” He said.

Narcissa nodded. “Of course, you are right. So early November is what we will plan for. Do you have any specific themes you'd like, or foods?” She asked.

George smiled at her. “I will leave planning it to you, but send me an owl closer to the date with details of the food, in case I have cravings you need to know about to accommodate.”

“Yes, sweetie, I will. Oh, I’m going to be a grandma!” She laughed and clapped excitedly. “Certainly, I wasn’t anticipating it happening so soon, but I couldn’t be happier for the three of you!”

Harry chuckled. “I’m just glad it’s not Draco that’s pregnant.” He said.
Fred turned to him. “We are planning to make you Godfather, you know that, right?”

Harry was shocked. “Why me?” He asked.

“Because we trust you.” Draco said firmly.

“It’s the one thing we've all agreed on so far.” George added.

Harry shrugged. “Alright, then, I’ll do it.” He said. “You guys had better not die any time soon, because if I bring a baby into the house before I finish at Hogwarts, Dad's going to be seriously upset.”

“We certainly aren’t planning to die.” Draco drawled.

Lucius sighed. “Enough. Let's eat. We have a train to catch.” He said.

*****

After hugs were given (even one for Harry, from Narcissa. Lucius just nodded and wished him well) and they had all gotten on the train, Hermione and Neville found the group and joined them.

“Viktor said something exciting was happening tomorrow night, but he won't tell me what.” She complained.

Harry grinned. “Do you want to be there?” He asked.

“Be where?” Hermione asked, totally confused.

“The initiation. It’s him and McGonagall. I can get you in, if you want to be there.” His grin widened. “I’m allowed a plus one!” He said happily.

Hermione's mouth dropped open. “McGonagall is joining? And Viktor?” She asked.

“Yes to both.” Harry confirmed. “I’m not sure what changed McGonagall’s mind, but their initiation is tomorrow night, in the forbidden forest. Just off the grounds, so the Unforgivables won’t be detected. It’s at two AM, but it shouldn’t last too long, and you'll only be a little tired the next day, which is a Saturday, anyway. It’s a small price to pay to be there for your boyfriend.”

Hermione nodded. “Yes, I want to go.” She told him.

“Good. Sorry, that’s all I’m allowed to bring. Next time I will bring someone else.” He promised, looking around. Everyone else nodded.

“We understand.” Neville said.

They got to the school and disembarked, Harry and Hermione getting into a carriage that held Luna, and, surprisingly, Cedric, while Neville rode with Theo and the Greengrass girls.

Luna cleared her throat pointedly, and Cedric took a deep breath. “Harry, do you trust Dumbledore after all the things the paper have been saying about him? Do you know if they're true?” He asked.

Harry nodded. “They're all true, yes. And I’m not exactly Dumbledore’s pawn any longer. I play for the other side now.” He said.

Cedric nodded slowly. “Are you sure it’s safe to tell me this?” He asked.

Harry shrugged. “Luna says we need you. I trust her. And if You betray me, I will kill you. I've done it before, and I’m sure I could do it again, given good reason to.” He said blithely.

Cedric paled. “Actually, I wanted to join you. Without joining him. Luna says you are an in-between option?” He asked.

Harry smiled. “Make no mistake, in the end, you are working for him. But I will not make you do anything I do not think you can handle, and I will not require you to kill. Luna hasn’t, won’t, and is my secret weapon. Hermione here is one of mine, and has not killed yet as well.”

Cedric nodded. “Then I want to join.” He said.

Harry smiled and handed over a ring after keying it to Cedric, then cast the lip-locker on him keyed to those already in the know. He was down to five more rings left. “Welcome to the group. The right will warm if I call you, the warmer it is, the m9re urgent the need. Luna will tell you your duties. Report to Draco Malfoy for guard duty, he coordinates everyone.”

He leaned back and zoned out for the last two minutes as Luna rattled off what the job and purpose of the Hopefuls was. “Also, go to Gringotts and get an inheritance test done. We need you to help us take over Hogwarts.” She finished.

“What?” Cedric frowned.

“We have Harry, Lord Gryffindor, Marvolo, Lord Slytherin, who is pretending to be Thomas Harding, Lord Gryffindor, and we have me, Heir Ravenclaw. We need Heir Hufflepuff to overthrow Dumbledore and set the classes back to rights. That's you.”

Cedric blinked. “Are you sure?” He asked.

Luna nodded. “Quite sure. I can See it in your aura.” She said simply.

“Alright, I'll humour you and get an inheritance test done.” He agreed.

They got to school, and all sat down, waiting for the feast to begin.

The sorting was the same as usual, the first-years looking small, the hat warning them to band together, and Dumbledore looking benignly unfazed.

When the feast appeared, Harry checked his charm before putting anything in his mouth. Nothing had been tampered with, thank the Gods.

After the feast, the usual speech was given. The forbidden forest was forbidden, the list of banned items was in Filch’s office, no spells were to be cast in the halls at any time, and then it was time.

“We have a new Defence Against the Dark Arts instructor this year. Please say hello to Professor Harding, Lord Gryffindor. He has agreed to teach you, and he plans to stay as long as he is welcome here. Since the castle has always protected its heirs, he may stay longer than any of the others in recent history. Feel free to get attached to him.” Dumbledore said happily.

Harry scowled. ‘Don’t get too attached. He’s mine.’ He thought jealously.

Dumbledore bade them all a restful night and they all headed to their dormitories.

It was going to be an interesting year, Harry decided.

Very interesting, indeed.
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