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A Prince in Lion's Clothing	By : Sablesilverrain Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Tom Views: 36576 -:- Recommendations : 8 -:- Currently Reading : 10
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Harry smiled as Meridian, Pansy’s very friendly owl, landed in front of him with a note. He took it and fed the owl a bit of bacon.

The owl hooted, nuzzled his hand, and flew off again.

Harry opened the note, and a small bracelet fell out, two charms dangling from it. He frowned, looking at the note as he held the bracelet.

“My Prince,

This is a charm bracelet, as you can probably tell. You're obviously going to need it, because I got word that Weasley is planning on using a poison on you. There are two charms right now, one that lets you see through Polyjuice and one to protect against most poisons.

If you are about to eat or drink something that the charm protects against, it glows green, and you can ingest it without worry. If it glows red, avoid whatever you were about to put in your mouth.

Likewise, if you hold a poisoned object, it will glow the same signifiers.

The bracelet is charmed to become and stay invisible to everyone but you once on, so wear it and don’t worry that it's such a girly thing. No one will see it. I have one, and so do the rest of the hopefuls. I didn’t know if you would need one, but I bought it just in case.

There are plenty of other charms, you can buy whichever you think you will need. There is a charm shop in Diagon Alley and a smaller one in Hogsmeade, though the selection there is limited.

Hope this helps keep you safe. You may look a mess right now, but I know your true face is just too pretty for you to die.

Yours in service,

Pansy Parkinson"

Harry hummed and put the bracelet on.

“Who's that from?” Hermione asked.

Harry smiled at her. “Can’t tell you yet. I will as soon as I can, or as soon as you pick. Whichever happens second. I need to have things prepared before I tell you. You'll know, just not yet.” He explained.

Hermione pursed her lips, but nodded. “It’s not bad?”

Harry chuckled. “It's a security measure for me. From Tom. That’s all I can tell you now.”

Hermione nodded in acceptance.

Harry was about to continue eating when a large black Eagle owl swooped in and dropped a package into his lap. His eyes widened as the massive bird alighted on his shoulder without a care and began grooming itself.

He looked at Severus questioningly, but the man shook his head. He'd told Harry he had a black Eagle owl, but apparently this one was not the ill-tempered Vinculum.

Harry checked the package for any jinxes or hexes, as well as any indication of who it was from, and found nothing. He tentatively opened it. The box inside contained a short note atop a fine duelling robe made of dragonhide.

Harry's eyes widened as he opened the note.

“Harrison,

Went to Gringotts. Got into my ancestral vault. You could use this more than me. You're not immortal.”

There was no signature, but Harry smiled, drawing out the robe. Tom was still trying to protect him more. It was kind of cute.

“That is nice.” Neville said, taking in the fine black scales.

“Put it on!” Fred called from down the table.

“Who is that from?” George added as Harry stood and put the robe on.

“My secret admirer.” Harry said smugly.

Ginny turned bright red and looked livid, while Ron was staring in envy, jaw clenched tight as he gritted his teeth.

Hermione pulled him down to her level and whispered in his ear, “Tom?”

Harry straightened and nodded, smiling down at her. He made a show of smoothing his hands down the front of the robe, then sat, still wearing it.

“Going to wear that all day?” Hermione asked.

Harry grinned. “Got any reason why I shouldn't?”

“Ron looks set to have an aneurysm.” She said mildly.

Harry glanced at him, then back to her. “I said reasons I shouldn't, not more reasons I should.”

Hermione smothered a chuckle. “You're terrible.”

“Actually, the term you’re looking for right now is ‘petty,’ and I think Harry's earned a few petty displays for all that he’s put up with over the years.” Neville chimed in.

Harry flashed him a grateful smile. “Thanks, Nev. I think so, too.”

The owl nuzzled his neck, hooted its goodbye, and took off, satisfied that Harry had accepted its delivery.

Harry watched it go in appreciation. “I need to learn his name.” He said softly.

Hermione smiled. “I’m sure you will eventually.” She assured him.

Harry smiled and went back to his breakfast.

*****

Harry was heading out of Charms when he heard a muttered, “Stupefy" in a familiar voice.

The spell hit him between the shoulder blades, fizzling out against his robe, and he whipped around, wand out.

Ron narrowed his eyes and smirked. “Just testing it.” He said lightly.

Harry advanced a few steps, letting Ron see his own murder in Harry's eyes before he spoke. “Friendly word of advice? Don't.” He hissed.

Draco came up behind Ron and trailed his fingers up the back of Ron's neck. “It’s not a good idea to attack someone wearing such magnificent protection, Weasel. Potter obviously has friends in some high places, unlike you.” The blond drawled before nodding to Harry as he passed. “Potter.” His mouth said, while his eyes whispered, ‘My Prince.’

Harry returned the nod. “Malfoy. See you around.” He turned back to Ron, and said, quietly, “If you keep attacking me because of something I can’t help, I'm sure I could come up with ways to make your life a living hell. And I'd do it, too. I deserve a little bit of peace, and I'll find it over your dead body if I must.”

Ron turned red. “Are you threatening me?!”

Harry smiled and shook his head. “Not at all. Simply cautioning you.” He said lightly before patting Ron's cheek and walking past him. He'd seen Crabbe and Goyle turn the corner and knew they hadn’t gone far. Draco had told him he’d have Crabbe and Goyle keep closer tabs on him, because their supposed stupidity made them easily overlooked. No one would guess they were actually doing a task of any importance or difficulty.

Harry rounded the corner and let out a sigh of relief as Crabbe looked him over. “You alright? Did you put the bracelet on?” He asked.

Harry frowned. “Yeah, why?”

Crabbe pulled out a charm, handing it over. “Protection from minor curses and jinxes. I bought it when we got our charm bracelets, just didn’t know why Pansy told me to buy an extra of anything I bought for it. Now I get it. Back two days, and you’re already getting into trouble. You're going to be a handful.”

Harry chuckled as he added the charm. “Thanks. And yeah, I cause difficulty wherever I go. You'll get used to it.”

Goyle leaned against the wall. “Not so sure we want to, but we can be ready for anything if we have to be.” He said.

Harry grinned. “Thanks, guys. I owe you one. Tell Draco I said that, he'll make sure you get a favour from me at some point. I owe him one, too.” He added.

Goyle smiled. “Our duty and pleasure, My Prince.” He said with an incline of his head.

Harry nodded back and turned to head to lunch.

*****

Harry gave the password and walked into Severus' private rooms, but frowned when the man wasn’t there.

“He told me to come by after dinner… Where is he?” Harry muttered. He spotted a note sitting on the table and sighed. “Today is a day for notes, I guess.” He added, picking it up and reading it.

“Harrison,

Called. Be back as soon as I can. If I am not hack by curfew, go to your dormitory and meet me for lunch tomorrow in my office.

Severus"

“Oh.” Harry said, sitting on the couch. “Guess I'll wait.” He waited for forty-five minutes and was on the verge of dozing off when the Floo flared and Severus stepped out.

Harry snapped to alertness. “Hi.” He said. “Do you need to report to Dumbles?”

Severus shook his head. “This was a private meeting. Just us two. His home is coming along nicely, you’ll be happy to know. He gave me these.” He held out a box to Harry. “And this one is yours, the Master.” He added, handing Harry a beautiful ring of gold with an emerald in it. “It is the only expensive one, the rest are glass.”

Harry put the ring on and opened the box. The rest of the rings were silver, with a black stone—well, black glass, Harry amended—and there were twenty of them.

“Give the extras to any people you induct. Make sure they know that the term ‘hopefuls’ stands for ‘hopeful future Death Eaters.’ He will possibly let you keep some, but those he wants will be offered a place. I know for a fact that he is going to take Draco eventually.”

Harry nodded. “Alright. Thank you. I'll hand them out tomorrow, and then give Neville and Hermione theirs if—when—they decide to switch for sure. And I'll keep the others in my trunk.”

“Use that locking spell I showed you.” Severus said.

Harry grinned. “That Dark one? Already am.”

“Good.”

“So, why did you want to see me?” He asked.

“The robe.” Severus said softly.

Harry cocked his head. “Yeah?”

“Don’t wear it around the school again.” He told him.

Harry frowned. “Why?” He asked.

Severus sighed. “Did My Lord tell you where it came from?”

“Slytherin’s vau— Oh.”

“Indeed. Dumbledore thought that it looked familiar. I recognised it, too. He will find out where it came from, but as all the founders had black dragonhide robes, I will spin him a pretty tale of you falling for Gryffindor's heir when we ventured out during your break. I told the Dark Lord to cultivate a new persona to fit the lie, and he has decided on a name. Thomas Harding. He is working with Lucius to become a school governor, and so he may visit in his new persona. Be ready to demonstrate your affection in front of Dumbledore, if necessary.” Severus said.

Harry grinned. “I'd like that. It'll be fun.”

“Spread the lie. Tell only your most trusted the truth.” Severus told him. “Now, get to bed. I love you.”

Harry hesitated. “Could I have a vial of something? Either dreamless sleep or sweet dreams? Only… I had a nightmare last night.” He admitted.

Severus' eyes softened and he nodded. “Yes. Wait here.” He went into his bathroom and came out with a dark blue potion. “Two doses. Half tonight, save the other half until you need it.”

Harry nodded. “Thanks. Love you. See you in class tomorrow.” He said before leaving.
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