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The Slytherin Prince	By : Sablesilverrain Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Tom Views: 33958 -:- Recommendations : 6 -:- Currently Reading : 7
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Harry sat beside Draco, working on his Herbology homework. “You know, I think I’m going to just do this tomorrow in the library. With Neville.” He muttered.

Draco snorted. “Weakling.” He muttered.

Harry elbowed him, grinning. “I’m not a weakling, I just know where my best help comes from. I use every little thing around me to my advantage.”

Draco chuckled.

Severus showed up at the door to the common room. It was almost curfew, and Harry frowned as his eyes sought him out.

“Harrison, come with me. We need to talk.” He said seriously.

Harry stood, frowning.

“He won't be back tonight. Draco, can you make sure his bag makes it back to his bed?” He asked.

Draco frowned. “Yes, Sir. See you tomorrow, then, Harry.”

“Yeah, see you.” Harry said back.

Severus led Harry to his rooms and sat in his usual chair, while Harry took the couch. “I wanted to wait until you were used to your new workload, and then you got sorted into Slytherin as soon as I felt you ready… Honestly, I’m worried what will happen next if I choose to wait any longer. Your life can never be dull, can it?”

“Never.” Harry agreed.

Severus cleared his throat. “This is going to come as a shock. And you will be furious. Rightly so. I was, too. Enraged, really.” He said.

Harry nodded. “Alright.” He said.

Severus shook his head. “No, it’s not.” He said. “Harry… Dumbledore… He was there…” He swallowed. “He watched Vernon.” He said, voice wavering as he fought back his anger at the very thought.

Harry paled and began shaking. “No.” He whispered.

Severus got up and went to hug him.

Harry flung him off. “No!” He shouted, magic crackling around him.

“Harry, you’re going to hurt someone—”

“I’m going to hurt him!” Harry snapped. “I’ll be back. I need to have a chat with the man.”

Severus watched him storm off.

Some things just needed to be handled by oneself.

All he could do was be there when Harry chose to come back.

In whatever state he showed up in.

*****

Harry stormed up to Dumbledore’s office and started listing sweets until the staircase appeared.

He entered the room to find the man reading some paperwork.

“Harry, My Boy! What can—”

“How many times?” Harry asked lowly.

Dumbledore frowned in confusion. “I’m afraid I don’t know what you’re talking about, My Boy. How many times what?”

Harry shook with the force of his suppressed rage. “How many times did you watch him violate me, you sick bastard?!”

Dumbledore was silent, looking shocked.

“How many times did you get your jollies by watching him brutalise me? Make me bleed?” Harry growled, then screamed, “HOW MANY TIMES?!”

Dumbledore paled. “Where did you hear that?” He whispered.

Harry drew in a deep breath. “Does it matter?! I know, and it’s never going to happen again, so enjoy the memories you have, because that’s all you’ll ever get!” He could feel tears forming at the lack of an appalled denial, and stormed back out of the room, holding the tears back just long enough to make it to the dungeons.

He sobbed the password to Severus’ rooms and went in, crying.

Severus immediately jumped up, cursing as he went to Harry and gathered him into his arms. “Shh, shh. It’s alright. What happened?”

Harry hiccupped. “Dumbledore.” He sobbed again, burying his face in Severus’ robes. “He didn’t even try to deny it!”

Severus cursed. “Come on, sit on the couch. I’ll get My Lord for you.”

Harry shook his head as he was eased down onto the couch. “I don’t want to be a bother.” He said through his tears, which were still falling. He took a shuddering breath. “I’ll be fine.”

“You are most assuredly not fine, and he will want to be bothered for this.” Severus assured Harry as he conjured a blanket, wrapping it around his shoulders.

Harry watched, still crying quietly, as Severus firecalled Tom’s rooms and asked for the man to come by his rooms.

Harry held back a fresh sob as Tom stepped through, and only let out the sound of a hitched breath. Two new tears rolled down his cheeks anyway.

Tom rushed toward him and sat beside him, taking his hands. “What happened?” He asked.

Severus answered as Harry’s eyes fell to his lap.

“He went to ask Dumbledore how many times he watched Vernon.”

Tom’s eyes snapped to his. “What?” He hissed.

“He didn’t deny it.” Severus added.

Tom’s hands clenched on Harry’s, and Harry winced.

“Fuck, sorry.” Tom’s fingers relaxed again. “I will kill the man myself. After we get him thrown in Azkaban legally.” He growled.

Harry sniffed.

Tom tilted his face up and dropped a quick kiss onto his lips. “Harrison, my darling, are you going to be okay?” He asked, all gentle concern.

Harry nodded, the tears finally subsiding. “I will be. It was just… A shock. A bad one.” He added.

Tom sighed and nodded. “I imagine so. I don’t want you sleeping in your dormitory tonight.”

Harry frowned. “Where else—”

“Here.” Severus answered. “I will transfigure the couch for you.” He shot Tom a severe look. “You will be sleeping in your rooms.”

Tom sighed. “Well, it was enough that I was here when I needed to be. Sleep well, Harrison. I will see you tomorrow in class.”

Harry smiled weakly. “See you then.” He told the man as he returned to his rooms via Floo.

Severus went and retrieved a potion, bringing it to Harry. “Sweet dreams.” He said, holding it out.

Harry shook his head. “No, that wouldn’t be a good idea tonight. Last time… It was sexual.” He admitted.

Severus nodded and went to grab dreamless sleep instead, giving his half-vial he had last used to Harry. “I am brewing more, it will be ready tomorrow afternoon. This is what I have left.”

Harry took it. “Don’t you need it?” He asked.

“I will be fine. I have been dealing with that knowledge for a while already. You needed to be ready to handle it, so I held off until you were used to your new workload. I only take it when something gets called up, but I want you to take this dose. Your need is greater, and I can sacrifice for family when needed. I should be fine tonight.” Severus said firmly.

Harry nodded and took the vial. He stood and Severus transfigured the couch into a bed, and a throw pillow into a warm blanket. “There. Go change in the bathroom, lie down and take the potion. Get some sleep. We will get in contact with Marcus again tomorrow. Lucius will assist us. He has extra information on Dumbledore.” He said.

Harry nodded and went into the bathroom and called Dobby for a change of clothes.

Dobby popped in with his pyjamas and smiled at him. “Dobby is hoping Harry Prince has a good sleep.” He said.

Harry smiled thinly. “Thank you, Dobby. I will try to.” He said.

He dressed and fell into the bed Severus had made for him, taking the potion and staring at the fire as he drifted off.

It would all start tomorrow.

*****

Harry sat next to Draco at breakfast and offered a weak smile.

Draco returned it and asked, “What did Severus want to see you about?”

Harry shook his head. “Personal. Very personal.” He said.

Draco whispered, “Ah.” And nodded. “Then I won’t pry.”

“I appreciate that.” Harry returned.

“Aw, does little baby Prince have secwets?” One of the older students called down the table.

Harry drew his wand and pointed it at the older girl. “Do you really want to know what you look like turned inside-out, Parsons, because I have been dying to try that spell out!” He snapped.

The girl, Madeline Parsons, shook her head and went back to her breakfast.

“Do you really know a spell like that?” Draco whispered.

“Mm.” Harry confirmed. “It requires a lot of power, but I have what it takes. I don’t get in the habit of issuing empty threats.” He said simply.

Draco whistled. “That’s impressive.”

Harry hummed. “The Prince library has all kinds of old curse books, and I was allowed to touch two of them after my last birthday. After the next one, I should be told some more that aren’t cursed, and when I turn seventeen, Severus will point out all the cursed ones and let me know how to go about avoiding the curses on them. I can’t wait to see what’s in those ones!” He said.

Draco laughed. “I don’t blame you. Sounds dead useful.”

“Better watch out fifth year.” Harry said with a wide smile. “I’ll have knowledge you can only dream of.”

“Don’t get too cocky, My Prince. I’ve got two mates that can still get the better of you.” He shot back.

Harry grinned, and Draco returned it.

They’d be at an eternal stalemate.
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