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Harry Potter and the Goblin King	By : GeminiFaerie Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 29138 -:- Recommendations : 5 -:- Currently Reading : 14
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An: There is a bit of Het in this chapter, but no explicit details.

                “You both need to just stop it!” Remus had finally had enough; as soon as Narcissa and the teens had left Severus and Sirius began shouting at each other and they had even drawn their wands, but Remus was luckily able to disarm both of them. The screaming match had been going on for the better part of twenty minutes, and the werewolf was starting to get a headache. “Look; I know you two don’t like each other, but you need to at least try to get along-for Harry.”

                “Why would Harry care about Snivellus?” Sirius sneered “The slimy git has made Harry’s life miserable since day one!”

                “And I have already spoken to him about that,” Severus said with forced calm, “We have come to an understanding and…really Werewolf, must I tell him my secrets? I don’t think it’s any of his business.”

                “You need to tell him because he’s Harry’s godfather,” Remus sighed, “You don’t have to go into details, but we need to all be able to work together for Harry-especially after the news you and Narcissa gave me earlier.”

                “Wait-what’s going on?” Sirius demanded, looking back and forth between his friend and his old enemy, “Something big is going on, isn’t it? Anything that concerns Harry is my business, so tell me.”

                “Very well,” Severus conceded, “First, the reason Harry and I are trying to build a new relationship is because I found out that he is my nephew. No interruptions!” He glared at Sirius who rolled his eyes but still remained silent, “My mother evidently had three children-I had an older sister and a twin. For reasons known only to him, Dumbledore tricked my mother into giving up my two sisters and he took them to be raised by Muggles, altering everyone’s memories; my older sister was Petunia, and my twin was Lily.”

                “What?!” Sirius cried, “I don’t believe it! That greasy-haired overgrown bat can’t be related to Lily and our Harry! I mean, look at him!” He eyed Severus with disdain, making a gesture that showed he was clearly disgusted with the other man.

“I know it’s hard to believe,” Remus consoled him, “But think about it Siri; Lily and Severus were always the best at potions-it was obviously something they inherited from Eileen. Why don’t we sit down and talk about everything?” Remus conjured three chairs-all of them done in a soft cream-colored fabric and arranged in a circle-and sat down, looking expectantly at the other two until they followed suit.

“I don’t know,” Sirius said uncertainly as he took the seat to Remus’ left and Severus took the other empty chair, “I don’t trust Dumbledore, but I can’t believe he’s that evil!”

                “But he didn’t view it as evil,” Remus said softly, “I was able to view the memory, and Albus thought it was for the Greater Good. Severus really is Harry’s uncle, and you know how much family means to our cub, so are you going to make this difficult on him?”

                “No,” Sirius pouted, “I’ll try to play nice; but I still don’t like him!”

                “Nor I you, Mutt,” Severus said drily, and Sirius stuck his tongue out, “Now, I believe you wanted to know what was going on with Harry as well. It’s a long story, but the condensed version is Harry summoned the goblin king to steal his cousin-”

                “Ha!” Sirius gave a sharp bark of laughter, “I’m surprised he didn’t try getting rid of the fat bastard sooner!”

                “Indeed,” Severus arched a brow, “Well, Draco showed up instead, and Harry was worried about getting in trouble for wishing his cousin away, so he struck a bargain with Draco that the Muggle would be returned unharmed if Harry undertook the challenge of the labyrinth to secure his own freedom. Along the way Harry and Draco realized they had feelings for one another and Harry wound up losing the challenge and agreeing to Draco’s proposal –despite Lucius’ interference. The following day Harry was summoned to hear your will and those of Lily and James, and he was declared to be an adult, however Dumbledore was not pleased and he attacked Harry; Luna attempted to help and Harry was knocked unconscious and Dumbledore had the Malfoy’s arrested for attempting to kill Harry, but I managed to help him get to the courtroom to save them, after which I turned over Peter Pettigrew and had your name cleared. As of now Harry and Draco are betrothed and they are sharing rooms at school as they have already signed the betrothal contract and they are slowly working to undermine Dumbledore’s authority.”

                “I really missed a lot,” Sirius mused, “Wow…wait, there’s something else, isn’t there? You mentioned something about Harry needing all of us to work together, and I can’t imaging he really needs our help with his betrothal.”

                “Right,” Severus said, “This may be hard to hear, but please remain calm. I have discovered that Voldemort survived the rebounded killing curse because he intentionally created six horcruxes and that night in Godric’s Hollow he unintentionally created a seventh.”

                “You can’t mean-” Sirius paled, “Harry is a horcrux? We have to find a way to get it out of him!”

                “I-or rather we-are working on it,” Severus said, “I have been doing research here and at Prince Manor, but I still need more information; I have an idea for a potion that would allow us to transfer the horcrux to another object so that it can be destroyed; perhaps you can see if there are any books about them in the Black library?”

                “Of course,” Sirius agreed, “Are there any other major events going on right now?”

                “Severus did inform us that Voldemort has a plan regarding Harry,” Remus spoke up, “He wants Severus to take Draco to him by Christmas so that he can use him to get to Harry and he also thinks he can use Draco to get into this realm.”

                “I, of course, have no intention of handing either of the boys over,” Severus said, “However, we must have some measures in place to protect the boys…”

                “I have an idea,” the men all looked towards the doorway and were startled to see Luna standing there in bright orange robes, and looking much more aware than usual, “Harry and Draco are very strong together; you’ve seen them professor-they don’t even have to say a spell, all they have to do is want something bad enough and they have it. Well, the boys have strengthened their bond earlier today, and what they want most of all is to keep their friends and family safe from harm. Train them for the next couple of months, and when Christmas comes, do as Voldemort requested-only bring both boys to him, maybe a day earlier than he will be expecting, and let Harry and Draco destroy him once and for all.”

                “We can’t put the boys in that much danger,” Remus protested, “They may be powerful, but they are still children!”

                “It might be worth it,” Sirius said thoughtfully, “I don’t know Draco well, but Harry has always been powerful, and with the right training-and proper back up-that could work.”

                “We still have to destroy the horcruxes though,” Severus pointed out, “and I doubt we will be able to find them all by Christmas, so this is a moot point.”

                “Oh, the Blibbering Humdingers helped me with that,” Luna said, and they all noticed that the dreamy expression was back on her face as she handed a list to Severus, “They also said that the answer to Harry’s problem is in the books Lily left for Narcissa. Good night and don’t let the cinnadoms bite!” She gave them all a dreamy smile before leaving the room.

                “I think…I think she has it,” Severus said, his hand trembling slightly with excitement, although his expression only showed mild curiosity, “This list, it makes sense-it names all the horcruxes and their locations. Here; look:” He turned the list so that Remus and Sirius could read it as well.

                Voldemort’s Diary-Destroyed

                Slytherin’s Ring-Destroyed

                Slytherin’s Locket-Mundungus Fletcher

                Hufflepuff’s Cup-Lestrange Vault

                Ravenclaw’s Diadem-Hogwarts, Room of Hidden Things

                Nagini-With Voldemort

                Harry Potter-With Draco Malfoy

                “So now we just have to get the damn things,” Severus said, “I don’t want to tell anyone about this, other than the boys and Narcissa; they are the only ones who need to know.”

                “How do we know this is right?” Sirius asked, “It all seems a little too easy and too convenient to me.”

                “Luna is always right,” Severus informed him, “She knows things-not like a Seer, but…it is rather hard to explain, however I don’t believe she has ever been wrong. As for being too easy, we still have to get to the horcruxes and then destroy them-they are bound to be protected by powerful enchantments; have you ever tried breaking into Gringotts?”

                “He has a point,” Remus grinned, “And…as much as I hate to say it, if we can destroy all the horcruxes by Christmas and the boys-and Narcissa-agree, perhaps we should train them so that Voldemort can be defeated by Christmas.”

                “Getting rid of that foul creature would be the ultimate Christmas present for the wizarding world,” Sirius agreed, before yawning, “Wow! It’s amazing how tired being dead makes you! I think I could use a cup of tea to stay awake!” He pushed himself out of the chair, only to fall back immediately; it was only at this point that the other men noticed how pale the ex-convict looked.

                “Idiot Black,” Severus muttered, standing up and leaning over the other man, waving his wand to do a health scan, “Why didn’t you tell anyone you were feeling dizzy and light-headed?”

                “And hungry,” Sirius joked, “Haven’t had a proper meal in ages.”

                “Idiot,” Severus muttered again, “You need food and rest, not to be starting arguments you know you’ll never win anyway.”

                “Never lost to you before Snivellus,” Sirius glared weakly, “and I don’t intend to start now.”

                “Is he okay Severus?” Remus asked anxiously, fighting the urge to hover as he knew that Severus would not appreciate it, “Did being in that veil do something to him?”

                “From what I can tell he is merely suffering from exhaustion, hunger and dehydration,” Severus replied, “I have some potions he can take tonight, but tomorrow he will need to eat real food. Help me get him to my rooms so I can give him those potions.”

                “Don’t need help,” Sirius protested, pushing Severus out of his way and forcing himself to stand up, swaying alarmingly, “See? I can handle myself.”

                “Idiot Mutt,” Severus sighed, “You’ll never make it up the stairs by yourself-either accept some help or I will put you in a full body-bind and levitate you.”

                “Moony won’t let you; right Moony?” He turned puppy-dog eyes on his friend, and was relieved when the sandy-haired man smiled.

                “Of course not Padfoot,” he said reassuringly, “I’d do it myself.” Sirius gasped and adopted a wounded look, which Remus ignored; “Now stop pouting and come on.” He put an arm around his glaring friend’s waist and nodded at Severus, “I think I can support him if you want to lead the way; I’ll let you know if I need help.”

                “Very well,” Severus agreed, “This way then.” He led the other two out of the ballroom and up a flight of stairs to the guest wing; “That is your room as long as you stay here Lupin,” he nodded to a door on their left, “and this is my room.”

                Severus’s room was surprisingly soothing; the walls were painted a warm grey, the floors were made of dark stone with heating charms on them, the furniture-a large four poster bed, a writing desk, a wardrobe and several bookcases-were made of dark oak, there was a small sitting area with two chairs upholstered in silver fabric, and the bed hangings were also silver, while the comforter on the bed was a deep emerald green, providing the only spot of color in the room.

                “Slimy Slytherin,” Sirius muttered as he looked around, but Remus and Severus both noticed that he was much paler and his breathing was more labored.

                “Yes, yes,” Severus said dismissively, transfiguring one of the chairs into a chaise lounge and gesturing for Sirius to sit there, “Now sit while I get you those potions.” He watched as Remus helped Sirius make himself comfortable and then disappeared through a small, almost unnoticeable door in between two of the bookcases and soon returned with two potions. “This is a nutrient potion which should hold you over until breakfast and a restorative sleeping draught to make sure that you actually sleep and don’t have distressing dreams.”

                “Aww, Sevvy! I didn’t know you cared!” Sirius teased, then yelped as he felt a stinging hex on his cheek, “What was that for? And why did he get his wand back? It’s not fair!”

                “That was for mocking me,” Severus said calmly, “As for getting my wand back, I merely summoned it while the werewolf was occupied with speaking to you. Now, take these potions so that I can have my room back.” He handed the two vials to Remus, who spent ten minutes trying to convince Sirius to take the potions, finally resorting to bribery-he had to promise to let Sirius take him shopping for new clothes as soon as they got back to London.

                “These things taste horrible,” Sirius made a face as he swallowed the second potion, “Why can’t you brilliant potions-type-people come up with a way to make them taste better?”

                “Because we enjoy seeing people like you suffer,” Severus replied, “Now kindly get out of my room so I can go to slee-what do you think you are doing? Wake up Black!” The dog animagus had quickly passed out on the chaise lounge, and Severus was surprised to note how young he looked; the restorative sleeping draught had worked to smooth the wrinkles and frown lines normally visible, making him look almost like a teenager again.

                “I can levitate him to my room,” Remus offered, “That way if something happens in the night I can come and get you.”

                “In that case he may as well stay here,” Severus said, “I doubt anything will happen while he sleeps, but if something does happen I am better equipped to handle it; I promise the mutt will still be alive in the morning.”

                “Well, if you’re sure,” Remus said hesitantly, and Severus nodded, “Okay; I guess I will see you in the morning then; and thank you Severus-not just for helping with Sirius, but also for being willing to put the past aside and work on you relationship with Harry. He’s always wanted a family, but the Dursley’s never cared for him.”

                “Yes,” Severus frowned, “I want more information on what he endured while in their care; they will be held responsible for their actions, along with Dumbledore for placing him there.”

                “It would probably be best if you spoke to Harry about it first,” Remus said, “I don’t have all the details myself; if Harry won’t tell you then I would recommend asking Mr. Malfoy-if he doesn’t know yet I’m sure he’ll find out.”

                “Indeed,” Severus agreed with a small smile, “Very well; we can discuss this later.”

                “Right; Goodnight Severus,” Remus said and left after getting a nod of acknowledgement from the dour potions master.

                “Well Black; looks like you’ve put me in another awkward situation,” Severus glared down at the unconscious man, “I am not giving up my bed, however it would not be good for you to sleep there all night.” Sighing Severus levitated the other man to the bed and summoned and extra blanket to cover him. “Just make sure you stay on your side Mutt.” He obviously received no reply from the sleeping man, yet he still glared at him for another moment before climbing in bed and turning to face away from Sirius; having another person in his bed was an odd feeling and it took Severus some time to relax, but when he finally did it was a peaceful sleep with no interruptions.

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                Harry opened his eyes to see a dilapidated room, where a familiar snake-faced figure was sitting in a worn-out green armchair in front of a fire. Nagini was wrapped around the base of the chair, and kneeling in front of it was Bellatrix Lestrange, peering up at her master with an adoring and pleading look.

                “Please, My Lord; Severus Snape cannot be trusted,” she plead, “He was close friends with the treacherous Lucius Malfoy, and he did not attempt to prevent Karkaroff from fleeing; he has to have known about the realm my sister rules but, unlike me, he never revealed the information to you. If I had not been banned long ago, I would gladly give you the keys to the kingdom! Severus is more likely to betray you than to bring my pathetic nephew to you.”

                “You dare question me, Bella?” Voldemort said in a low, dangerous voice; “Crucio.” He kept the curse on for a few minutes, enjoying the dark-haired witch’s screams, before removing it. “As it so happens, I agree with you; Severus can no longer be trusted-it has been brought to my attention that he has turned Pettigrew over to the ministry, however I would like for him to think I believe in his loyalty for a while longer. I still want Potter and the young Malfoy by Christmas, however I will need someone else to bring them to me.”

                “The young Crabbe and Goyle are loyal to the cause My Lord,” Bella offered excitedly, “They would be eager to bring one or both of the boys to you.”

                “Yes,” Voldemort nodded, “However they are not bright enough to pull it off; not alone anyway, and I cannot trust the rest of the Slytherin children to be loyal as I do not know how many of them young Malfoy has managed to sway. No, I need someone who will not draw Potter’s suspicion, someone who would have access to him both in and out of school.”

                “What about the Weasley girl?” Bella suggested, “You possessed her once, you must still have a hold on her, and Potter trusts her.”

                “Good girl,” Voldemort said condescendingly, beckoning Bella near and petting her hair, “That is an excellent idea my pet-and I know just how to get to the blood traitor. You, my beauty deserve a reward; what shall it be?”

                “Pleasing you is my reward, My Lord,” Bella simpered, pressing her face into her lords hand, “Anything you desire of me…” She trailed off with a gasp as Voldemort tightened his grip in her hair, pulling her to her feet and dragging her across the room. “Yes, My Lord,” she whimpered as he pressed her face down on the desk, “My desire is to please you, only you.”

                “And that is why you have not given your husband an heir,” Voldemort said coldly, “Perhaps you are hoping to give me an heir, that is how loyal you are to me, isn’t it Bella?” He ripped the back of her robes and then pushed his own to the side, entering her in a single, brutal thrust, making her scream at the pain, “I am going to make you scream and bleed.”

                “Yes!” Bella cried, screaming out as he thrust into her again, holding her by the back of the neck and pushing her face first into the desk.

Harry looked away at this point, unable to watch anyone be raped, no matter how evil they were. Although, could it really be considered rape if she wanted it and was continuing to beg for it, even through her screams? The noises behind him finally stopped and Harry looked after a few minutes to see Voldemort as composed as ever while Bella lay bleeding and naked on the floor, kissing her master’s feet.

“Crucio,” Harry was startled when Voldemort cast the curse on the woman at his feet. He held the curse for longer this time, only letting up when her screams were reduced to a wordless whimper. Voldemort leaned down and grabbed the witch by her hair forcing him to look at him; “The only reason I would need an heir would be if I were to die, however I have no intention of allowing that to happen; you will go home and tell your husband what happened here today and allow him to punish you for your adulterous ways, whore. You will return every day for a round of Crucio to make sure that you do not conceive, and you will make yourself available to me whenever I desire; I and your husband are the only ones who may touch you unless I give explicit permission otherwise, and he shall punish you after every session with me, understand?”

“Yes My Lord,” Bella kissed his feet again, “Thank you My Lord.” Voldemort gave a cold smile and pointed his wand again, and Harry jerked upright in bed just as the curse was cast once again.

The brunette was hyperventilating and feeling sick after shat he just saw. He tried to force his heartbeat back to normal, but after a moment he felt the bile rise up in his throat and ran for the bathroom, just barely making it in time.

“Harry?” he heard the concerned voice behind him as he empty the contents of his stomach and then there was a cool hand on his forehead, “Harry Luv, what is it? Are you sick? What happened?” Harry was unable to answer for a few minutes, but finally his stomach was empty and he looked up at the blonde with watery eyes. “Harry-your scar! It’s red!”

“H-had a dream; a vision,” Harry gasped, “It w-was Voldemort, and h-he was with B-Bellatrix.”

“Shhhh, calm down Luv,” Draco soothed him, gathering the smaller boy in his arms and carrying him back to bed; he sat down with Harry in his lap and gave the brunette a glass of water before saying softly, “Tell me what happened Luv.”

“Voldemort and Bella were talking,” Harry said softly, a bit calmer now that he was safely snuggled in Draco’s arms, “First he punished her for questioning his judgment about Severus, but then he said he agreed and that he needed to find someone else to get me-and you-to him. Bellatrix suggested Ginny, because of the diary back in first year, and Voldemort rewarded her by…by…oh Merlin Dray! It was awful! H-he raped her, but she wanted it! She begged for it, and screamed, and thanked him for it!” He was shaking terribly now, “Then, when it was done he cast Crucio on her because he said she wanted to give him an heir and he didn’t need one because he couldn’t die; he ordered her to tell her husband about what she did with Voldemort, and said that her husband should punish her for cheating, and that he-Voldemort-would Crucio her every day to make sure she didn’t get pregnant, but that she must make herself available for him anytime and that her husband should always punish her afterwards! It was…it was terrible to watch!” Harry was sobbing into Draco’s chest now, and the blonde held him tightly, petting his hair gently until he felt the Gryffindor start to calm down.

“We’ll tell Severus and Mother in the morning,” Draco said, “but in the meantime you need to get some more sleep; it will make you feel better. Do you need a sleeping draught?”

“N-no,” Harry stammered, burying his head against Draco’s chest, “Just need you Dray; hold me.”

“Of course,” Draco replied, maneuvering until they were lying down with Harry wrapped safely in his arms, the brunette’s head resting on his shoulder, “I’ll always be here when you need me Lion, and I will never let you go. Just relax with me, and close your eyes.”

“I love you Draco,” Harry whispered.

“I love you to Harry,” Draco replied, kissing the top of his head, “And I will do whatever it takes to keep you safe.”

It didn’t take Harry as long as he’d thought it would to relax, not with Draco whispering reassurances in his ear and the blonde’s arms wrapped securely around him, so Harry snuggled into his lover’s embrace, soon falling back into a peaceful sleep. Draco remained awake for a while after that thinking of all he had been told. His aunt Bella was willingly Voldemort’s plaything, and the Dark Lord was planning to use the youngest Weasley to get to his Harry. Well, that must not be allowed to happen, even if he had to keep the Weaslette and her family away from his fiancé; he had grown to like the red-headed family, but he would not hesitate to keep them away from Harry, even if the brunette hated him for it-Harry’s safety would come first, no matter what. In addition, Voldemort no longer trusted Severus, so now he had to get his godfather to stop spying-it was too dangerous.

He frowned as he thought about the horcruxes; he still didn’t think that Harry should go looking for them, but perhaps Severus would be able to locate them, along with help from Lupin and Black. Sighing he realized that there were still numerous obstacles in their way, and he still didn’t have any idea what to do about Dumbledore; Harry was right in his assessment earlier-things were not going to be getting easier any time soon. As if hearing his thoughts, the brunette mumbled something incoherent in his sleep and snuggled deeper into his embrace, bringing a small smile to Draco’s face as he closed his eyes. Yes, they still had a lot to accomplish, but they would do it together; perhaps he could even get Harry to reconsider his view points on world domination…

With that happy thought Draco drifted off to sleep with a smile on his face, looking forward to the future with his lover.

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“I still cannot believe Severus interfered like that,” McGonagall fumed, “He had no right; Potter and Malfoy were both out after curfew, and Potter was showing me absolutely no respect.” It was Saturday afternoon, and she was sitting with Dumbledore as they discussed the situation with Harry Potter.

“I know it’s upsetting Minerva, however you did your best,” Dumbledore soothed her, “It seems that Severus cannot be trusted any longer, though it saddens me to say so; I believe that Voldemort has finally gotten to him, and between Severus and young Malfoy I fear that Harry has been turned from our side.”

“No!” Minerva gasped, “What will we do? The prophesy; we need him to defeat Voldemort!”

“We will just have to make him see the error of his ways,” Dumbledore said, “Harry is a confused boy, just looking for love and somehow young Malfoy has convinced Harry that he loves him; I also have reason to believe that Severus is trying to pass himself off as one of Harry’s long-lost relatives who only just discovered that they were family. I am sad to say that Lily’s sister did not care for Harry as I had thought she would, and with Sirius gone he is grabbing onto the first family that he is offered.”

“But he has the Weasley’s,” McGonagall protested, “They care for him so much that they are willing to give Mr. Malfoy the benefit of the doubt!”

“Yes, but no doubt Harry feels that they are not his true family,” Dumbledore explained, “If Severus is pretending to be a blood relation…”

“I see,” McGonagall frowned, “Then what will we do? How will we get him to come back to us?”

“I have a plan,” the headmaster assured her, “However I will need your help…” As he outlined his plan, McGonagall frowned; it wasn’t against school rules, however it did conflict with her morals a bit-but if Dumbledore said it was necessary, then she would do as he asked; anything for the Greater Good.

************************AN: So, we have Siri back, and Sev and Siri reluctantly agreed to a truce, but there’s still a lot going on! Plots from all different angles against our boys, and Draco still seems to think Harry’s going to agree to take over the world…who thinks our Gryffindor will eventually give in? Hope you enjoyed the chapter, and please review!
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