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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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‘(I'm thinking)
"I'm speaking"
Pairing: Yaoi M/M, Harem – top Harry x bottom de-aged Severus / Tom / Lucius
Last Time:
“I will, Headmaster! Thank you!” The young student left when he was finally dismissed. The second he left the office he wiped the tears away and smirked. The poor student, Sam, was going to be diligent in reporting to Dumbledore, but won’t be the simple pawn Dumbledore thinks he is ...
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“The ritual will be ready soon.” Myrtle said with a smirk despite the fact that any second Dumbledore will do his annual curse on her to monitor her every word.
Quirinus grinned, “This year will be very different.“ He said from his spot on Debora’s head.
In the past few years everything was peaceful. Dumbledore had no leeway at all to pull any stunts with Narcissa dropping by every day, which meant Harry and Draco were able to go through most of their school years without any trouble. That was great though it was a little disappointing as well for there was no progress on the horcrux front. The Sorting hat’s clues, ‘the heart of Gryffindor’ and ‘Slytherin’s being fools and using their weakness‘, had yet to be deciphered.
The castle has been searched from top to bottom, but nothing has been found. The best they can hope for was that this year will be different in all the right ways. After all, this will be Harry and Draco’s 7th and final year and Narcissa isn’t allowed to drop by now that they’re adults. With any luck Dumbledore will make a move and it will reveal something.
Myrtle smiled, “It would be nice to not have to point out letters to communicate during the school year, but will the recording work?”
“Breaking such a sensitive ritual is the easy part. As for making him think he’s hearing you we think it’ll work. The tests were promising, but not perfect. We’ll need to be very careful applying the runes.” Quirinus said honestly.
The ghostly aunt nodded understandingly, “I know, but I’m willing to try it even if I have to follow him and scream occasionally so he’ll think the ritual worked. Anyway, how are the twins handling things?”
“Alecto and Amycus are doing great sending letters as Sam.” An amused smile came to his lips. “Honestly, I think their still miffed that Dumbledore fired ‘Ms. Figg’ like that.”
“They play their roles a little too well, but they were pretending to be her for years so I guess it makes sense that they’d feel snubbed when Dumbledore only sent a letter telling her to use the portkey so they could ‘talk in private’.” Myrtle scowled at the horrible severance package.
The reminder of the portkey that Ms. Figg had, the one where his dear Bellatrix into an acromantula nest just from investigating near the location it was tied to, made Quirinus clench his teeth in anger, “Being eaten by an acromantula … it’s cruel. You’re actually lucky to be mauled. That would be quick. If you aren’t you’ll be wrapped up in webs and injected with a venom that will slowly and painfully digested. Sadly, most don’t die from that and they suffer feeling the spider suck out their own guts-“
“No more!” Myrtle yelped and plugged her ears. “That’s way too much! Out you troublemaker! Go bug Harry and Lucius!” She exclaimed not as angry as she seemed.
“But my innocent eyes might see something inappropriate if I go find them now!” He yelled with mock horror.
“Well that’s too bad!” Myrtle yelled, her fake anger breaking down into laughter.
Quirinus snickered, “Well I should make sure they’re ready before the ritual. Wish me luck, Aunty!”
“Luck in breaking the ritual or in catching them in the middle of something?” She asked with a suggestive wink.
“Both, of course!” Quirinus exclaimed getting his the ghost of his grandma’s sister to laugh again as he walked towards the chamber’s exit …
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“Harry! Harder! Oh fuck!”
In the back of the potion room’s pantry there was a hidden latch. If you could speak parseltongue then you could release that latch and open a hidden room. It was the very room a magical cabinet sat before being moved to the Chamber of Secrets and it was like a massive version of the pantry it was hidden in, but with the addition of a big wooden island in the center. The very island that had a butt naked Lucius, without his age distorting runes, bent over it with a tall strong 17 year old Harry ramming his cock into him.
Lucius’ eyes rolled back as the thick cock started getting a little rougher with each thrust, “Yes! Fuck my slutty hole-Ahh!” As the cock rubbed his inner walls a hand came up and pulled sharply on the long gold locks. “Ahhhh! I’m going to-AHHH!”!”
“Ah fuck.” Harry groaned as Lucius’ tight ass clenched around his cock making him pour his seed deep into the Malfoy.
“So … good.” A flushed quivering Lucius mewled as his as was flooded with hot cum, but despite feeling like jelly he raised his cock stuffed ass up.”More.” He gasped as Harry held his hips firmly and felt that cock twitch in him.
Harry leaned over to kiss Lucius’ neck earning a heated whimper, “So demanding.”
The blonde shivered as those strong hands slid up from his hips and slowly up his sides, “Unlike Tom and Severus I won’t be able to see you much during the school year so-Ahhh!” When Harry’s hands reached his ribs they wrapped around and began playing with the perky nipples. “Ahh! Don’t p-pull! Ahh!” He cried out as his sensitive nubs were tweaked. His back arched and he clawed at the island’s countertop wildly loving the feeling of those hands and that cock getting hard in him.
A knock on the door was heard, “So sorry to interrupt you two, but we are on a schedule-“ Harry’s rock hard cock thrust into Lucius and nailed that sweet spot dead on making Lucius scream. “I’ll give you 10 minutes before throw the door wide open!” Quirinus said through the door.
“You would-ahhh! Oh fuck!” Lucius’ eyes rolled back. With every deep thrust his cock stroked the counter’s surface spreading cum and pre cum on the counter where it dripped to the floor the hornier the blonde got. “Fuck me! Oh Merlin! Yes!” He moaned loudly. The flushed Malfoy felt his climax swirling deep in him and Harry nibbling at his ear wasn’t helping to stop it. “Too much! Too much! Cumming!” Lucius screamed as he came hard and fell limp in the puddle of cum on the counter with a small splash.
“Damn … are you going to be able to walk?” Lucius glared weakly at Quirinus who was already in the room.
Harry, who looked more amused at getting caught than Lucius, cocked an eyebrow, “Didn’t you say 10 minutes?”
“Yes and the end of that limit was 5 minutes ago. Come on! We have a ritual to sabotage!” Quirinus waited, but Lucius refused to move and expose his cum coated body. “Fine. I’ll close the door.” He said with an eye roll as he left the room to give them some privacy.
“Pervert.” Lucius gasped as Harry finally pulled out and whipped as the cum poured out of his ass. “Harry.” He mewled softly when he felt Harry kiss his ass before spelling any mess away and spelling on their clothes. When he tried to stand up he winced. “Ok … I can barely walk, but this can still work.”
Harry chuckled, “Vesta should be right outside by now so it shouldn’t be a problem. Would you like me to carry you?” He whispered huskily in Lucius’ ear.
Lucius’ legs nearly melted. Harry had such a strong effect on him it was unbelievable. Since Harry turned 17 Lucius, Tom and Severus have been jumping Harry nearly every chance they could and the fact that were physically the same horny age as their intended didn’t help.
“If you carry me you might have to take care of me again.” Lucius hummed and kissed Harry and smiled suggestively.
“Insatiable.” Harry chuckled as they walked out to join Quirinus.
Quirinus grinned cheekily despite the glare Lucius sent him, “Ok, now Peter is watching Dumbledore set up so we can slip in now.”
They walked, or limped, down the many stairs and through the many halls until they reached the courtyard where they expected to find Peter and Vesta since that’s where Dumbledore usually eyes the ritual. However, no one was there. They were starting to worry when Vesta bounded up to meet them and hid them under her illusion, but she seemed panicked.
“Something is wrong.” Harry said as he saw Vesta’s behavior and they ran alongside the fox who was taking them up to the astronomy tower.
“Why would he move it here?” Quirinus pondered feeling a cold foreboding feeling in his chest. For the last two years they knew where it usually took place, but the timing was off. Last year they caught him just five minutes after it started. It was a little hard to predict when and where because he chooses different spots on the courtyard and puts up barriers, but it was always the courtyard. Why change?
Vesta strengthened her illusion so they could go up the metal steps without being noticed as they carefully breached the barrier. No alert was triggered so they waited on the steps until Dumbledore moved.
The majority of the floor was covered with a tarp and on that tarp was a series of runes written in blood. Dumbledore himself was in the center of the rune circle carefully checking every detail. As the old wizard turned and moved to get a box the invisible wizards stepped onto the tarp. They quickly made their way to Peter who was in his rat form and tucked out of sight off to the side.
“Blood huh ...he’s not using the same ritual.” Harry commented as he kneeled next to Peter who simply nodded his furry head looking as concerned as a rat could. Poor Peter looked just as exhausted as them, but he probably searched the entire castle trying to find Dumbledore when he and Vesta couldn’t find him in the courtyard.
Quirinus frowned, “Yes, but why switch it up now? Did he know we found his ritual spot and was watching him? … whose skull is that?” He asked in a panic as Dumbledore placed a white skull in a small circle in the bordering runes.
“Shit.” Lucius hissed as his silver eyes scanned the bloody runes looking for a point that will render the runes useless when activated. “There’s no time. Peter, see that curved line right by his left big toe? Break it, but try to do-“
Dumbledore’s magic flared blowing those hidden back and Myrtle’s ghost was dragged up through the floor. The runes held her above the center as Dumbledore chanted an incantation. Quirinus lunged forward in an attempt to help his aunt, but Harry and Lucius stopped him. If Vesta’s illusion ent that far, but Harry could feel that his familiar was straining against the magic pouring out of the runes as it was. She wouldn’t be able to hide anyone who stepped into the runes.
Myrtle looked like she was in agony, but she still glared Dumbledore down. “Go ahead! Get rid of me! Karma always comes for monsters like you!” She yelled praying Harry, Lucius, Vesta and, most of all, Quirinus wasn’t seeing this. However, if they were she prayed they wouldn’t try to save her.
If they were revealed it’d only destroy all they worked for and put them in further danger. There’s nothing that would hurt her more if they were put in danger because of her. Little did she know that under a nature sprite’s illusion just feet away two wizards were holding back her great-nephew to keep him from jumping in to save her.
Her eyes widened as they landed on the skull. Myrtle was always smart. She knew that her family took her body after she died and destroyed her body after discovering the acromantula venom so it couldn’t be found. Dumbledore couldn’t have found a piece of her so the only way a dark ritual like this would target her is if it had a piece of a relative.
“You bastard! How could you?!” She screamed furiously, but it stopped nothing. Her spectral body began to break down and rupture …
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Amycus entered the Malfoy mansion with his twin and grinned as he handed Tom an open letter, “Good news! Dumbledore assures Sam that trying to make a bond with someone who isn’t your intended is perfectly alright! In fact, he seems to be encouraging Sam to try to form a relationship with Harry.”
“Oh really?” Tom smirked as he took the letter. His smirk softened slightly. “I actually agree with what Dumbledore is saying.” He said a little disturbed.
“Yeah. Not everyone is lucky enough to find their intended so it’s best to live life until you find your soulmate. More to the point you have to seduce Harry. Can you handle that?” Alecto asked teasingly.
Tom smirked, “I think I’ll manage-“ Suddenly, Harry, Lucius, Quirinus and Vesta threw the door wide open and raced into the home. “What’s going-“
“Bella!” Quirinus yelled into the floo. “Bella!”
Bellatrix’s tired face appeared in the embers, “What? Why are you-“
“Where’s my grandma?” Quirinus snapped urgently.
“She,” Bellatrix’s face disappeared, presumably to check, and came back. “She hasn’t come back from the movies. Quirinus, what’s wrong?”
“Your cover has been blown! Activate the ruins on the wall and get here now!” Quirinus paled as the floo lost all glow … they lost connection completely …
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