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The Dracken Prince	By : Sablesilverrain Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Tom Views: 12519 -:- Recommendations : 7 -:- Currently Reading : 19
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, the universe, or anything you recognize here. My take on Drackens should be unique, but it is also a borrowed concept. I make no money from this, and do not endorse anything you may see herein.

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Harry smiled at his mate as Tom arrived to dinner just a few minutes late. “Hello, love, how was your day?” He asked.

Tom opened his mouth and a stream of nonsense emerged. He quickly snapped his mouth shut, looking embarrassed and furious in equal measure.

“Ah. Well, I'm glad.” Harry told him lightly.

Tom glared at him mutinously and Harry's look turned flinty.

“I'm glad that you're learning your lesson.” He said firmly, then turned his attention to his food while Tom served himself and growled at anyone who so much as glanced at him.

“Can you actually understand him?” Daphne asked curiously. “It seems like you can.”

Harry grinned at her. “Not at all! I’m sure that fact is making him even more angry, but this will ensure that the lesson sticks. He hates not being able to insult and intimidate people. That’s why I chose this punishment for talking back to me, and why it will stay on until eight-thirty-three; a full twenty-four hours from when I placed it. Then he will be forgiven, the curse will be removed, and we can all move on from this.”

She nodded and went back to eating.

Tom growled under his breath again.

“Stop that or it stays on longer, love. Take the punishment with grace and then make sure I never have reason to do this again.” Harry advised.

Tom opened his mouth and babbled at Harry, and though the words were unintelligible, the sullen tone came through loud and clear.

“I know, it's awful, but if you can learn from this we can put it behind us and you can just learn to behave properly. There are perks to being mine, you know that.” Harry told him evenly.

Tom sighed and nodded, finally eating his dinner.

When Harry finished, he waited for Tom to finish and held out a hand. “Come on, let’s go to our rooms. I have two essays to do, you can help if you want, and then I’m sure we can find a way to amuse ourselves until it’s time to take the curse off.”

Tom perked up a bit and took his hand. Evidently the mental images were enough to shake off his bad mood.

“Have fun, you two!” Fred called out, and Tom whipped around to glare at the red-haired demon as Harry dragged him away.

Harry tugged sharply on his hand, causing Tom to huff and turn back around to go with his mate.

*****

The spell was removed with little fanfare and after they discussed that Tom had been reading the journals and was learning what his rules and boundaries were and had resolved not to step out of line again, they fell asleep, wrapped around each other.

The next morning dawned bright and sunny, and they headed down to breakfast.

Harry was eating without a care in the world when he picked up his goblet—which he still had not had the opportunity to replace—and noticed his charm bracelet glowing red. The bracelet blocked the potion from working entirely, then.

He leaned over to Tom and whispered, “Wearing your charm bracelet?”

Tom rolled his eyes. “Yes. Why?”

“Then go ahead and drink.” Harry cautiously sniffed the liquid in his goblet and caught hints of dark chocolate and wood shavings, as well as Firewhiskey. “Amortentia, for sure.” He added, still in a whisper.

Tom nodded and picked up his tea, sipping at it and sighing, then loudly declaring, “Hogwarts has wonderful tea this morning!”

Several Slytherins looked his way, but he saw nothing but disapproval at his outburst in anyone’s eyes. No excitement was to be seen at his declaration, so whoever it had been was schooling their expression well.

Tom gritted his teeth and noticed Harry also eyeing people.

//No giveaways.// Harry muttered.

//A true Slytherin is behind this. It’s a damn shame that they'll die for this, they could make a wonderful follower.// Tom agreed.

//You don’t want followers that dislike me being with you. They don’t have a long shelf life.// Harry warned him under his breath.

Tom laughed. //No, they do not!//

Further down the table, hidden by a bulky seventh-year, Icarus Vaisey was internally rejoicing. He knew that when his Lord was free of this threat to his sovereignty, he would be rewarded for helping him regain his independence. He only had to wait and let the potion lead them astray. They’d surely tear away from each other, as even Drackens could be fooled by a potion.

They certainly weren’t omnipotent.

*****

“And someone is trying to force us apart.”

“All things happen for a reason.” Luna said calmly.

Blaise snorted inelegantly at that.

“Luna, really, that’s no help!” Harry burst out.

“You need to figure this out yourself.” She added, not looking up from her essay.

Blaise snickered.

Harry glared at the top of her head. “I know you know who is behind this.” He told her in a tone that said, ‘tell me, or else.’

“You need to find out in your own time, in your own way. These events haven’t run their course yet.” She said, still maddeningly serene.

Harry’s hands involuntarily clenched into fists. “Dammit, Luna—”

“Don’t finish that sentence, My Prince.” Blaise said softly, wand out and pointed right between Harry’s eyes. “Dracken or not, you keep a civil tongue in your head with her, or you go through me.”

Harry sighed disgruntledly just as Luna reached out without looking up to push Blaise’s wand down.

“He won’t hurt me, he’s just stressed. If he needs to yell or swear, let him. We have nothing to fear from this particular Dracken.” Luna said, peeking at Blaise out the corner of her eye and smiling. “But thank you for defending my honour.”

Blaise flushed, though on his dark skin it was barely noticeable.

Harry shot him a smile. “Keep protecting her from everyone, and your relationship will always have my support.” He told Blaise, then his eyes narrowed. “But turn your wand on me for any other reason, and I will fry you, are we clear?”

Blaise’s lips pressed tightly together and he nodded. “Crystal, My Prince.”

Harry nodded at him and groaned in defeat. “How far does this have to go before you’ll point me in the right direction, at least?” He asked Luna.

Luna looked up at that, staring straight into his eyes for several long, tense minutes. “You both need to hurt each other.” She finally said, ignoring Harry’s wince at the soft but sure words. “You’ll hurt him first, but you will be able to fight the effects after a time. Then he will hurt you, badly. But after that, you will know where to look. And you will both realize how much you value each other.” She finished, then turned back to her essay as if she had just said something no more important than what she planned on having for dinner that night.

Harry nibbled at his lip in worry, knowing that if Luna was saying will, there were no ifs, ands, or buts about it.

It was set in stone.

“Thank you.” He said heavily, and got up to leave.

“Harry.” Luna said, stopping him in his tracks.

“What?” He asked.

Luna’s eyes were sad, but also hopeful. “Don’t let him go.” She said.

Harry nodded. “I’m going to fight for him every step of the way.” He promised.

Luna smiled. “And a true Dracken never loses a fight.” She added.

Harry smiled viciously. “Exactly.”

*****

Harry noticed Tom sneaking off each night and returning after half an hour, and decided on the third night to follow him.

He surreptitiously crept after the man to find him seeking out Neville. When Tom finally happened upon the other teen, Harry listened in on their conversation.

“M-my Lord!” Neville said in fear, knocking over the plant he'd been potting.

“Oh, don't wet yourself, young Lord Longbottom, I'm not here to eat you.” Tom said in exasperation, and Harry found his lips quirking upwards, in a not-quite-smile reminiscent of his father's.

“Then why are you here?” Neville asked a bit shakily. Still, Harry had to admire his courage in the face of a clearly stressed former Dark Lord.

Tom sighed heavily. “I need to ask a favour of you.” He said, sounding put-upon.

“A favour? Of me?” Neville asked him.

Tom nodded. “As a Hopeful. I was hoping you'd be willing to keep an eye out as well as an ear for any murmurings of discontent from anyone who thinks Harry should not be with me. In particular, I want you to keep an ear open for Fred and George Weasley, as they frequently sit with your house for breakfast.”

Neville's eyes widened. “Do you suspect them of something?” He asked.

Tom sighed and shook his head. “No, but I want them watched, too. I've told the Slytherins to be on the lookout, as I suspect the dissident is from there, but it doesn't change the fact that those two do have the ability to brew Amortentia, which has been used against us recently.”

“They wouldn't do that!” Neville shouted.

“I hope not, but keep an ear open, yeah?”

Neville nodded. “I will.” He promised.

As Harry turned to leave, he heard Tom say, “Good man. Nice chat.”

*****

Draco arrived at class to find, for the first time in a long time, that Harry was missing, and since Care had become a sixth and seventh-years core class to learn about different inheritances, that just hadn't happened.

“Where in the world is Harry?” He asked Blaise.

Blaise shrugged. “Don’t know. We’re supposed to be here, all of us, so if he’s a no-show, he’ll end up with detention.” He said.

Hagrid came out of the forest, a small common Welsh green dragon being gently led on a leash just paces behind him.

The dragon seemed to be grinning.

“Oh, no.” Draco breathed.

Blaise snorted. “Found him.” He said in amusement.

Draco stalked up to the dragon. “Harry, this is a bad idea, for two reasons—”

The dragon breathed a small stream of fire over the hem of Draco’s trousers and they easily caught aflame.

“Dammit, Harry, these are silk!” Draco snapped as he used an Aguamenti charm to put his burning clothes out. “And that was reason number one! People are going to think you are dangerous now! If you have all the abilities of a dragon at your disposal, what is going to keep you from harming or killing a student should you get angry?!”

Harry glared at Draco and headbutted him, knocking him to the ground with an undignified “oof” and proceeded to pin him with a taloned foot—and licked him from knees to brows.

“Oh, gross!” Draco yelled as he was covered in dragon spit.

Harry huffed a bit, in what was almost certainly a draconic laugh, and let Draco up.

Draco scowled and cleaned himself. “You know what? Fine. If you want to get in trouble with everyone who doesn't know better, fine!” He turned and stalked back to Blaise, muttering, “That's the last time I try to help bloody Potter.”

“His name is Prince, now, remember.” Blaise pointed out.

Draco turned his icy glare on him. “Yes, thank you, I know.” He snapped.

Hagrid shook his head in bemusement and cleared his throat. “As you can all probably tell, today is another demonstration day. We are going to discuss Drackens!” He said excitedly.

Harry roared his agreement, and Hagrid laughed. “As you can all see, Drackens can also take the form of a dragon, the species of which varies with the Dracken, and it is not something they can choose. Harry, here,” He patted the dragon, “takes the form of a common welsh green. Drackens are very powerful—the most powerful of all magical beings, actually—and it is the worst idea to cross one, as they are within their rights to execute anyone who tries to hurt them or their mate, tries to hurt one of their children or their mate while pregnant, or tries to interfere with their mating bond.”

Harry looked around and noticed most of the Slytherins shifting, but since he was getting that reaction from most of the seventh-years, it only proved that he was unliked, and it didn’t point out the one culprit. Though, Harry wouldn’t put it past them to work in tandem with others, as Drackens were hard to best alone.

He growled, and most of the Slytherins that weren’t his Hopefuls took a judicious step back.

Well, a little reality check never hurt. It’s best they realize just what they are dealing with before he had to kill them all.
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