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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 frowned. “I don’t want to go back on the Express.” He told Severus.

Severus chuckled. “It’s a time-honoured tradition.”

“Everyone I know stayed at Hogwarts this break. Except for the Slytherins, and I can’t exactly openly spend time with them yet. I need to work up to it.” He complained. “Who would I sit with?”

Severus sighed. “Fine, you can side-along with me. You're still packing after we talk, though.”

Harry nodded. “Okay, I can do that.” He sat next to Severus on the couch. “So, consort.” He began.

“It is a sexual relationship. There will be no escaping it, though he says you will wait before entering it. Are you certain you will be able to go through with it?” Severus asked.

Harry took a deep breath, then bobbed his head once. “Yeah. If he waits, I can do it. I am attracted to him.”

Severus eyed him sternly. “Understand that if you do this, there will be no others, no teenage experimentation. My Lord does not share. And as his consort, you will be his.”

Harry nodded. “I get that. I was hurt, Severus. Badly. I'm only going to want one lover. It's going to take me time to open up, to become comfortable with him. To tell him what happened to me. I’m only going to want to do that once.”

Severus hummed. “He is… Volatile. Passionate, in everything he does. Can you handle the intensity of all that passion directed at you?” He lowered his voice and added, “Will the force of it be too much for you?”

Harry swallowed, considering that question carefully. “I think… If he goes slowly, gets me used to seeing him in states of intense emotion… If he teaches me slowly that I can trust him like that, I should be able to handle it. You should be the one to tell him I need to see him in various moods to get used to it. He might take it better coming from you.”

Severus nodded. “I will let him know. About your teasing earlier, don’t push him too far. He is a powerful man, but still flesh and blood. He has limits. You can tease to a point, but if pushed too far, he can still snap.”

“I know that. If I push too far, he pushes back. I found that out the first time he visited. But I told him he was scaring me, and he immediately backed off. That’s part of why I am agreeing to be with him. He may be the feared Dark Lord, but he doesn’t want to scare me, or hurt me.” Harry smiled. “He wants me to feel safe with him. And, to a point, I do.”

Severus nodded. “I want you to try something tonight. We need never speak of it again if you don’t wish to. But I want you to try pleasuring yourself.”

Harry's face flamed. “Oh, God! Why?! Why would you say that?!” He buried his face in his hands. “This is absolutely mortifying.” He muttered.

Severus chuckled. “Imagine how I feel. But you probably never have, have you? Have you ever touched yourself, made yourself come? Have you ever found pleasure in your own body?” He asked.

Harry sighed into his hands, but shook his head.

“So try it. Tonight. You don’t need to bring yourself to orgasm if you can't, just get used to the feeling of your own hand. That’s enough to start.” Severus suggested.

Harry raised his head and whispered, “What if it doesn’t work? What if… I can’t make it feel good?”

Severus pressed his lips together tightly. “Then you are not healed enough to be teasing the Dark Lord like you were earlier today.” He said.

“Broken.” Harry whispered sadly, hanging his head.

“No!” Severus grabbed his shoulders and gave them a reassuring squeeze. “You are not broken, never think that! You will heal, but you need to give it time, and take some steps that might be hard, but they are necessary. This is one of those. If you cannot feel pleasure, by yourself, from your own hand, and come to terms with your sexuality like everyone else does, we will wait and try again later. But this is the first step towards recovery, and if you cannot bring yourself off, you will be too overcome when you lie with the Dark Lord. It might be too much for you, causing you to panic. We want to avoid that.”

Harry nodded. “Alright, I'll try. I’m doing this for you.” He said.

Severus shook his head. “That will not work. Do it for yourself. And do not force it.” He said.

Harry sighed, but nodded again. “Okay. Can I go now?”

“Yes. I love you, Harrison. I would not be asking you to do this yet if the Dark Lord had not asked you to be his. But I want you ready when he is ready. We are on a time limit. Hopefully two years will be long enough, because I have my doubts that the Dark Lord will wait once you are legally old enough. He has his limits.” Severus said.

Harry smiled. “I know. I love you, too, Severus. See you tomorrow morning.”

“I will let you have a lie-in. We leave at noon.” Severus said.

Harry nodded and headed to his room. He slowly packed his trunk, drawing out the process as long as he could. Eventually, there was nothing left to pack, and he sat on his bed.

He swallowed nervously and shucked his clothes, pushing them off the side of the bed. He ran his fingers over his cock, and it did feel good, but odd at the same time.

He wrapped a hand around his cock, holding onto it gently, not moving, just feeling it there. It wasn’t bad. Harry added a bit more pressure, and gave it a hesitant stroke. It hardened a bit, and he closed his eyes, imagining Tom doing the same thing in his bed.

That got the message across to his cock, which hardened almost alarmingly quickly.

Harry swallowed again, though his mouth had gone dry.

It felt good, but at the same time, it was nerve-wracking. He closed off the part of his brain that was overanalysing the experience and focussed only on the sensations he was feeling.

He felt something building, something amazing just out of reach, and sped up, chasing whatever it was eagerly.

It was like seeing the snitch ahead of him, reaching out to grasp it, only to have it slip out of his hand.

He reached out again closed his hand around it, and his whole body seemed to burst apart.

Harry gasped in air, eyes snapping open. He looked down and blushed. “I guess that’s a success.” He muttered before casting a cleaning charm and getting under the covers.

Apparently, the experience had been more tiring than he’d even realized, because he was asleep before he even felt his head hit the pillow.

*****

Harry shuffled into the family dining room the next morning at ten, finding his father still there, reading a Potions journal while nursing a cup of tea.

“Did you have a good night?” He asked, peering at Harry over the journal.

Harry flushed brightly. “Yeah. Everything was… Great.” He muttered.

The tightness around Severus' eyes eased. “Good. Eat a big breakfast, then we will leave. We are stopping by Madame Malkin's shop for a few new outfits for you before heading to Hogwarts.”

Harry nodded. “I need to put the glamour back on before we leave.”

Severus closed the journal and set it on the table. “Why?” He asked in obvious disapproval.

Harry smiled a bit. “I just want to wear it for the rest of the year. That way, when I take it off for good at the end of the year, I can be anonymous, at least for one summer.”

Severus hummed. “Very well. You understand that altering clothes too many times damages their integrity?” He checked.

Harry nodded. “That’s why the other ones you got me are staying here. I'll wear these ones, but the other two are staying here, and the new ones will only need to be altered once. They will last at least a year after that.”

“Probably not even that long.” Severus muttered, then added, “My final growth spurt happened at fifteen.”

Harry grinned. “So I might grow more? That’s great!” He said excitedly.

Severus snorted. “Probably not by much.” He warned. “Lily was ridiculously short. I'd guess you have another three inches.”

Harry sighed and shook his head. “Well, I can hope. Maybe I take after you.”

“Considering your face, I’d say that’s a safe bet. But don’t get too excited.” Severus advised as Harry began to eat.

*****

“You look ridiculous. Congratulations.” Severus drawled.

Harry grinned, looking up—and up—at him. “Yes, well, put up with it for the rest of the year, and we'll call it even, yeah?” He asked.

Severus' brow rose, but he gave no other response. Instead, he told Harry, “Even your voice has changed. That glamour is actually quite ingenious. James was not as stupid as I thought.”

Harry snorted. “Let’s just go, and you can stop insulting the man who left me his entire fortune and his Lordship. He cared, all right? He was willing to look past blood for me. And Mum. That's a hard thing to do.”

Severus hummed. “You're right, Harrison. Let's go.” He held out his arm and Harry took it.

They Apparated into an Alley near Madame Malkin's shop and made a beeline for the store.

Harry prepared for his measurements to be taken again while Severus let the woman know what he wanted.

It was going to be a long day.

*****

“Can I tell Hermione and Neville about… Things?” Harry asked as they appeared at the gates to Hogwarts.

Severus eyed him for a moment, then nodded. “Lip-locker.” He demanded. “Keyed to you. No modifications. And not everything. Keep the hopefuls a secret for now. Until you can induct more.” He told Harry.

Harry nodded. “I will. I just want to let them know I'm switching. And exactly how deep I am.”

“Obliviate them if they can’t handle it. You could use two loyal friends in Gryffindor, so keep them close, no matter what.” Severus told him as they made for the doors.

Harry nodded. “I will. But I think they'll surprise you. Hermione, especially.”

Severus snorted. “If she can see past the lies Dumbledore has told her, she will surprise me.” He said.

Harry hugged him as they entered the castle. “I'll see you at dinner!”

“Be careful!” Severus chided as Harry took off for Gryffindor Tower at a jog.

Harry merely waved over his shoulder.

Severus sighed in resignation.
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