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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 explained the rings to Hermione and Neville some more, telling them about the other hopefuls, then focused his gaze on Hermione. “What makes you think I'm her grandson? And why are you so sure she was pregnant? You never said anything like that when we looked them up before.”

Hermione took a deep breath. “Well, before we were looking at the school's books, but I noticed discrepancies with the ones I found in the Black library when I looked up the Blacks on a whim. So I realised that the ones the school has have been modified. Tampered with. They're inaccurate.” She bit her lip. “So I owl-ordered a new one. And Adora Selwyn was listed as the second-to-last of the line. Baby Selwyn was the last. Unnamed, therefore it died before birth, or was never born. But the Selwyn line, as I told you, never had squibs! And even if a child was born severely deformed, they kept the child. They were fiercely dedicated to family. So that baby had to have been your mother, and was, for some reason, kept alive long enough to not be suspected as a Selwyn. I'm sure Dumbledore is behind it. Why else would he have kept Lily Evans, an otherwise unremarkable Muggleborn, so close, unless he knew he had something to gain by it? She had a talent for resisting the Imperius. He'd want to gain her trust early and keep it.”

Harry nodded thoughtfully. “It makes sense, in a way. We can find out for sure if I can get the self-updating book in the Selwyn vault. It keeps track of family members.”

“Why didn’t you tell me you had that?!” Hermione screeched.

Harry winced. “Don’t scream! I'll get it next time Severus and I go somewhere. We can check it.”

Hermione huffed. “How long have you known about it?” She asked.

Harry shrugged. “I found out about a week after you did all that research on them. I wanted an accounting of the Selwyn vaults.” He said.

Hermione grinned. “We'll have proof.” She whispered.

Harry pinned her with a stern gaze. “We do not. Move. Against. Dumbledore.” He said firmly. “Not yet. Not without enlisting a lot more help.”

Hermione sighed. “Fine, but please find that help quickly!”

Harry nodded. “As fast as I can. I promise.”

*****

“He got in. He's coming to see the school tomorrow. Here, this is his glamoured face.” Severus showed Harry a picture.

Harry took it. His hair was blue-black rather than the pitch it normally was, and his eyes were blue. His nose was thicker and his lips thinned, but still… “Handsome.” Harry commented, handing it back. “When did you get the picture?”

Severus took it back. “This morning, along with his news. How many people are in on this?”

“Hermione and Neville know who he really is, along with the hopefuls. Fred and George just know him as Harding. As does the rest of Gryffindor.” Harry told him.

Severus nodded. “Good. Tell the truth to those you induct, but only after you bring them into the fold.” He said. “He has no wish to learn of you cheating on him with himself.”

Harry snorted. “Yeah, that would get annoying after the first few times.” He agreed.

Severus smiled. “You are gaining your own little army. My little Dark Lord in training. I'm so proud!” He said fondly.

Harry wrinkled his nose, then muttered, “Not a Lord. Geez.”

“Of course. My little Prince.” Severus corrected.

Harry sighed, rolling his eyes. “They're not followers. Not like Tom has. It's a fellowship. I’m slowly letting people see me open up to them, and more people are starting to accept them as not all bad. If I can like them, it’s obviously okay to look past their house.” He explained.

Severus smiled. “Your mother was the same way with me. You're so like her.”

Harry flushed happily.

“Anyway, have you been working on a new memory?” Severus asked.

Harry nodded. “Yeah, and I think it’s ready.”

Severus went in deftly and watched the scene unfold.

It was when he had greeted Tom the last time he'd visited them, but he'd modified it to seem like he'd jumped into the man's arms, wrapped his legs around his waist, and kissed him.

Severus pulled out, and his eye twitched. “Tell me what was false.” He demanded.

Harry paled at the murderous light in his eyes. “Whoa, calm down. I only hugged him!” He explained. “With my arms, and not my legs!”

Severus sighed in relief. “Good. I couldn’t tell. But now I need to drink that image from my head. We'll continue this next week. Remember, be out and about tomorrow, and you may run into—” His eye twitched again, “Your boyfriend.”

Harry laughed and left after bidding his father goodnight. He noticed he was being tailed, and sighed. “Nev, Mione, what are you two doing?” He asked in a long-suffering tone.

They removed the disillusionment charms and grinned.

“Taking our first shift as Hopefuls.” Neville replied, then laughed. “We're not very good, are we?”

Harry smiled and shook his head. “Not at all. Come on, walk with me. You two don’t need to avoid being seen with me. Just stay alert.”

Hermione grinned. “Constant vigilance.” She agreed.

All three of them laughed.

*****

Harry sighed, shaking his head as he closed the book. “Nothing.” He muttered.

Theo gave up his pretence of reading a table over, and came to sit next to him. “What are you looking for?” He asked.

Harry grinned. “Hello to you, too. See, I’m researching Sirens—”

“Why Sirens? They're native to warmer waters. I doubt they’re going to have the next Task in the Bahamas, Prince.” The last word came out more formally, and Harry could tell he was meaning it as his title, not just his last name.

Harry groaned. “What else sings underwater, though?”

Theo's eyebrow rose. “Really? Merfolk. And we have those in the lake.”

“Oh. That makes sense. Well, I need to retrieve something from them as the second task. Something I'll sorely miss.”

Theo nodded slowly. “Then it’s probably not a something, and more of a someone. They don’t put as much value in material things.”

Harry paled. “That’s even worse!”

Madam Pince shushed him, and he ducked his head. “Anyway—”

“And this is the library.”

Harry looked up and locked eyes with Tom. He smiled widely and got up, running up to him and wrapping him in a hug, right in front of Dumbledore. “Tom!” He said happily.

Tom's arms wrapped around him and he sighed. “I’ve told you, Harry. It's Thomas.” He said, acting like it was an old argument.

Harry shook his head where it was pressed against Tom's shoulder. “Nope, you'll always be Tom to me.” He said simply. “Why are you here?”

“He is viewing the school as a governor, since he didn’t attend it himself.” Dumbledore explained.

“I wanted to see the place. The fact that you are here is, of course, a nice bonus.” He added fondly.

Harry grinned. “Let me put some stuff away, I’ll tag along. I missed you terribly.” He said.

Theo shook his head, gathering up the books he’d been using. “I've got these, Harry. Spend time with him. I'll catch you after dinner.”

Harry inwardly grinned at that. Saved from guard duty for a few hours by the arrival of their fierce leader. His relief at the break was palpable. “Thanks, Theo. I appreciate that.”

Theo nodded, then started re-shelving books.

“Nice friend you’ve got there.” Tom commented.

Dumbledore chuckled at that. “Harry tends to inspire loyalty wherever he goes.”

Harry snorted. “Or something like that.” He muttered. He glanced up at Tom, and the man's eyes were supremely amused.

“It’s good to have loyal friends.” He said.

“You should meet Hermione, Tom. I've told her so much about you.” Harry said as they continued on down the hall.

“Not too much, I hope.” Tom said mildly.

Harry grinned. “Pretty much everything I know about you.” He told the man.

“Is it really wise to be telling your friends all my secrets?” Tom asked, frowning.

Harry shrugged. “She likes you anyway. I think.”

Dumbledore smiled. “Hermione Granger is the most perceptive and clever witch of her generation. I hold her in high esteem, despite her tender age.”

Harry nodded agreeably. “Yeah, she's really smart. I think you'd get on well with her.”

Tom hummed. “We shall see.” He said.

“Are you staying for dinner? You can eat with me and my friends.” Harry offered.

Tom looked thoughtful. “How is the cuisine here?” He asked.

“Wonderful!” Harry enthused. “You'll love it, I promise!”

Dumbledore nodded. “By all means, stay! Harry seems so happy to see you, I might as well let him have some extra time with you.” He said.

Tom hummed. “I may as well stay, meet your friends. I have two more Professors to meet before we can go to dinner. Let's move on.”

Harry happily tagged along, discussing his experience at the school thus far as they walked.
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