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Promising Submission	By : knj4k4 Category: Harry Potter Crossovers > Slash - Male/Male Views: 67264 -:- Recommendations : 4 -:- Currently Reading : 7
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Here is the next chapter, yes it's short but the next bunch probably will be so i can continue in this strenghth. I don't want to wait to update until I have lengthened the chapters because then i may never post them.
Harry assessed his situation and watched Belle’s face. Hermione was watching him with uncomprehending fear. She probably didn’t understand why he wasn’t saving her. This was bigger then her. It was even bigger then Malfoy. Whatever this was about, it was in that box.
The naked boy held the box carefully, as if it held the secrets of the universe inside; and for all Harry knew, it did. The box was made of ancient wood, a painted picture of a young boy with a finger in his mouth, sitting on a lotus next to a beautiful woman with a cat head decorated the top. Harry recognized it, and it filled him with fear.
He could feel Nathanial’s distress from Severus’ onslaught and shielded his kitten’s mind. Harry knew Severus wanted him to save his godson. The dark wizard probably didn’t even know Malfoy was missing.
Musette smirked at Harry’s silence.
“We owe you two favors. You will have to pick.”
Harry took a deep breath while Jean-Claude and his party tried to get a better look. Harry’s friends knew better then to appear interested.
“If I’m to make the correct choice, I need all the information.” Harry tried to appear board but was unsure if he succeeded.
Musette nodded snidely, “Of course. Mr. Malfoy was delivered to us by his own father in return for a treaty.” Belle looked directly at Malfoy, causing him to shudder. A wide smile split her face and Musette chuckled. “Oh he has been tasty. It will be shame to see him go, should you choose him.”
Hermione was close enough to the speaking vampire that Musette could run her nails in Hermione’s short curls. She cried out, but Harry refused to show his disgust. His party was all war hardened but Seamus couldn’t look and was the only one to react. He looked down at his hand fisted tightly in Dean’s.
Musette turned back to Harry with a smile and waited. Harry suppressed a sigh. “and the box?”
“Ah yes, this is quite the puzzle, this box.” as attention turned to the box, the boy ran a hand lovingly down its side. Musette tilted her head in a mimicry of purity. “We are only sure of its power. The dealer that delivered it to us said it was The Eye of Nekheny.”
Bill leaned forward sharply and whispered into Harry’s ear.
Nekheny was another name for Heru, the Egyptian name for Horus. With this eye Belle would be able to control any and all Lycans as well as magic cast in its presence. Could she possibly be ignorant of the power she had in her hands? Harry couldn’t let her leave with it, or even open the box here.
Remus shifted, catching Harry’s attention. A directed thought, and Severus and Remus conversed before the dark wizard translated Remus‘ thoughts.
Remus thought that there was more in the box then she was saying. The members of Belle’s party were wary of it, and in turn the boy. If they had knowledge of The Eye they would be amused and smug, if they had no idea what was in it they would be curious. Instead they were all afraid. There was something else in there.
“And?” Harry pressed.
Musette tilted her head, “And? There is nothing but The Eye and some old cloth.”
The careful absence of inflection in her voice, belayed the slight widening of eyes amongst the others. The cloth was important.
Rolling his eyes Harry whipped out his wand and cast a detection charm.
A man beaten bloody and hung on a cross.
Three guards casting lots for the man’s garments.
The man cries out, “Oh God my God why have you forsaken me?”
The man dies.
The garments gain sentience and force the guards to gamble everything they have. When they are pennyless, it strangles them.
Flashes of gambling and death throughout time passed in Harry’s mind and he carefully put his wand away when it stopped.
bcenter“then the soldiers, when they had crucified Jesus, took His garments… , and also the tunic….
that the Scripture might be fulfilled which says:
they divided my garments among them, and for my clothing they cast lots.”/b/center
Harry chuckled as he remembered the words. He’d never thought he’d find a practical use for the memorized bible.
“Belle, lets make a bet.” Her eyes widened and her party gasped.
When she spoke to answer him, her voice was horse from lack of use. “What are the terms.” Musette implored her to let her speak but Harry shook his finger at her patronizingly.
“Musette dear, you know Belle can’t turn down a bet. The terms are that I can guess why you came here in person. If I win, you will give me the boy and the box, Malfoy, and Granger without losing my favors.”
“If you loose?” She didn’t look near as smug. Likely she knew that she would loose this bet, but the curse Jesus’ robe had on her prevented her from refusing.
“You get Asher, Severus, and my wand.” To their credit, no one reacted.
“your wand is not enough for the box and the boy.”
Harry smirked at her condescendingly, “You cannot tell me that boy didn’t come with the box. My wand is sufficient.” If the box truly held The Eye of Horus, It wasn’t, but he wasn’t going to tell her that.
Her body rippled as she fought the curse. Harry simply waited.
“I accept.” She sagged in her chair and Harry grinned. He stood and opened his arms dramatically.
“you are under a curse cast on you by the cloth in that box. Likely your dealer knew the danger it posed but didn’t tell you and in your curiosity about this eye, you opened it yourself. None the less you have been able to suppress it by not speaking. You likely immediately called for a clairvoyant who told you what it was. Fortunately for you, it would have sent you to true death otherwise. You think I can remove it from you.”
He sat down, smug and chuckled when she tried to lie. Some of his fellow wizards joined him in laughing. Paolo drew up, “how can you laugh. Its killing her.”
Harry raised an eyebrow but it was Bill that answered. “It is widely known that you cannot lie under oath or curses such as this one. She is killing herself by struggling. I occasionally enjoy watching stupidity.”
Belle snarled before growling out yes and sending his new acquisitions to his side of the room. Hermione tried to hug him, but Harry put up a shield between her and he and Nathanial.
“Sit down traitor and keep silent or I will silence you.” She froze in shock and Neville forced her to kneel and kept her silent. Malfoy simply settled his body carefully on the lowest step in front of Severus. Harry could tell that the vampire hybrid was subtly healing his godson.
Harry continued to wait, enjoying the expectant faces of both Belle and Jean-Claude’s party. All were waiting for him to decide.
“If Jean-Claude wishes it, I will free you from your curse. But you will owe me another favor on top of the two you already owe me, and one to him for allowing me.” He smirked and decided to make it a more painful agreement, “You will never enter this territory, or mine, yourself or send one under your command. You will never act against us.” He paused and gestured to Jean-Claude for him to add what he wished.
He nodded his thanks, “You will acknowledge my Status to the council, and support me if I ask it.”
Belle’s party gasped and she glared at Jean-Claude. Harry supposed this was something huge. It was either that or death and so Harry was not surprised when she nodded her assent.
“Dobby.” Harry said softly.
“Master Harry?” Dobby bowed low, honored to be called into this great meeting.
“Bring me the contract paper.” Remus and Bill chuckled and the other wizards smiled. She would die or she would honor her agreement, either way.
Once it was signed by Harry, Jean-Claude, and Belle (Rather then show them her true name Belle bled on the paper, unwittingly making it more binding) ; with allowances should he fail, Harry stood.
“Did you know what you truly had?” Harry asked conversationally after he had Dobby take Hermione, Malfoy, the boy with the box to a secure room in his house.
Belle was still unable to speak herself so Harry didn’t wait for a response.
“You had The Eye of Horus. Let me tell you a story. In the early days of the Egyptian world there were to wizard kings. Set and Horus. Set ruled the upper kingdom and Horus the lower. They fought for years and killed nearly all their subjects trying to gain an advantage over the other.” Harry began pacing and occasionally cast a spell at Belle. The whole room watched on enraptured, while Bill smirked.
“The Gods, fearful that their creation of man would be destroyed by these two mortals, offered them a challenge. They would have two weeks to dominate the other and then the Gods would test them for proof. Who ever succeeded would gain not only the whole of Egypt but the Gods’ favor.” Harry paused while he spoke a phrase in Latin and then frowned at the light that erupted from the box and Belle, before continuing with his lecture.
“Now we all know that there are multiple ways to dominate another but Horus was a very beautiful man and there was only one way Set would accept. He attempted to seduce Horus and actually seemed to succeed. Unfortunately for him, Horus was as smart and fierce as the Falcons he favored. At the last moment, he put his hand between his legs and caught Set’s seed. He threw it into the river and let Set go away feeling smug. He put his own seed on Set’s favorite lettuce and had a servant serve it to him. When the time was up the Gods called forth both kings. They asked if one had succeeded. Smug, Set stepped up and said, ‘yes I dominated Horus sexually,” Harry smirked at his audience, rather confused by their enrapture, it was a well known story.
“When the Gods asked for proof Set told them to call his seed. They did so but it came from the river, dispelling Set’s claim. Horus then stepped forward and claimed the same. When the Gods called forth Horus’ seed it came from within Set. The God’s awarded Horus Egypt. Enraged Set attacked.” He paused while he tried to think up any detection spells he’d forgotten. The teen vampire Valentina interrupted his musing with a shrill question.
“What does that have to do with an eye.”
Harry pursed his lips at her, “Patience young one.” She scowled.
“The Gods broke up their scuffle but not before each was injured. Set, lost his balls.” A few male lycans winced, “Yes terrible, and Horus his..eye.” He raised his eyebrows, “Ah, now you see the point. Yes, Horus lost his left eye but he had gained the Gods’ favor and Throth healed it with magic. The Gods were impressed by Set’s determination however and elevated him to Godhood. They did the same to Horus to be fair. Set, as the king of upper Egypt became its patron god, which is why its sterile, as sterile as he is.” Harry chuckled. “Horus’ eyes became the sun and the moon, but somewhere along the way Horus discovered that Throth had given him quite the gift.”
Harry noticed that even Bill looked interested, as he hadn’t heard this part.
“His right eye became the sun and his left, weaker eye, the moon. In order to create a balance, he created servants to protect the night. Lycans.” He smirked as he watched understanding and loss cross Belle’s face. “Yes you would have had a great deal of control over all lycans. Also since the eye was fixed by magic it also has healing properties and can control any magic performed in its presence. I was able to cast a spell on the cloth, but my magic detected nothing else in the box. It was hiding.”
Harry’s grin turned evil. “To bad for you. You should do better research.”

An: Alright, quick question, who should Harry's next pet be, Draco or London?
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