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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 was sitting in Severus’ rooms, doing his Potions homework.

Severus was writing to Marcus in the correspondence book. “I know you don’t want the rapes to become public knowledge,” Severus spoke suddenly, making Harry jump, “but can we expose the fact that he knew you were being abused, and still sent you back?”

Harry chewed on his lip a bit, thinking. “I suppose so.” He said. “I can’t give pensieve evidence of the first time I told him, because I told him about the rapes, too, but I can give evidence of the times I begged to stay over after that. I mentioned everything else then, but left out the rapes, because he'd already accused me of lying once.”

Severus' lips thinned and he nodded. “That will work. We need all the help we can get. I will ask Black tomorrow if he will testify as to his innocence and false imprisonment.”

Harry smiled. “Tell Sirius ‘hi’ for me!” He said brightly.

Severus hummed. “I will.”

“I'll spend the evening with Tom!” Harry added.

Severus' eyes narrowed.

“We'll be good.” Harry added, fingers crossed in a fold of his robe.

Severus sighed. “Very well.” He muttered.

Harry grinned and turned back to his essay.

Severus looked through the Selwyn book, which Harry had given him permission to use, and frowned.

“Fredrick Gideon Prewett and George Fabian Prewett?” He murmured, tracing the names. “Harrison, you never told me the twin terrors were in this book.”

Harry looked up. “They are?” He asked. “I never checked further than Adora. Thought all the newer pages were blank.”

Severus shook his head. “No, all the Weasley children are here, as well as Molly. You're related.” He revealed, showing Harry the pages he was looking at. Sure enough, Molly and all her children were listed there, as well as all the spells that had been cast on each. Including the torture Harry had inflicted on Ron and Ginny.

Harry blanched. “Never show that to Marcus!” He said worriedly.

“I will black out the incriminating bits, but look!” Severus pointed to the twins' section.

Albus Dumbledore had given them both a potion to block their creature sides, and Harry took the book, looking through the newer pages eagerly.

“Charlie is blocked, too!” He exclaimed in shock.

Severus hummed. “Blocking a creature inheritance is not illegal, per se, but it is frowned upon.” He said. “Doing it without consent, on a minor, is illegal. Very much so. Unless you are the parent. Which he is not.” He added in satisfaction.

“Charlie also has a magic leech. It’s cast by Dumbledore. But the person it’s directed to was Molly.” Harry frowned. “She’s not supposed to even be average?” He asked.

Severus snorted. “Lucius said she was nearly a squib. One of the weakest Gryffindors there was.” He noted. “I was wondering what had changed that.”

Harry frowned. “Oh. We need to tell Charlie so he can get those fixed.”

“Our post may be being watched. Tell the twins to contact him.” Severus suggested.

Harry nodded. “Good idea. I’m going to go do that now.” He set down the book and left, grabbing his things on the way out.

Severus picked the book back up and began leafing through it again.

Harry raced up to Gryffindor Tower and smiled at the Fat Lady. “Any chance I could come in?” He asked.

She smiled back. “Do you have the password?” She asked.

“Er, no.” Harry said.

The fat lady sighed and shook her head. “Then I’m afraid I can’t let you in, Harry, dear.”

“Can you get me Fred or George?” He asked.

“They are not here.” She said with a shrug.

Harry frowned. “Oh.”

“I can get you Hermione, if you like.” She offered.

Harry perked up. “Alright, thanks!” He said.

She disappeared and a minute later, Hermione came out. “Hey, Harry. What’s up?”

Harry looked at her pleadingly. “Tell me you know where Fred and George are.” He begged.

Hermione frowned. “They left with Draco an hour ago. They're probably in the Room of Requirement.” She told him.

Harry grinned. “Great, thanks!” He went to head that way and Hermione grabbed his arm.

“What’s going on? Why do you need them?” She asked.

Harry shook his head. “I shouldn’t be the one to tell you. They might tell you later, but they need to know first.” He said.

Hermione let him go. “Alright, then. Good luck.”

Harry nodded and took off.

He got to where the door was supposed to be and paced the hallway, thinking, ‘I need to get to Fred and George,’ as hard as he could. The door appeared and he flung it open, then gave a shout of alarm to match those the three teens on the bed had let out.

“Ye Gods, my eyes!” Harry shouted, covering the offended orbs. “Tell me when you're covered!”

“How did you even find us?!” Draco snapped as rustling bedcovers were heard.

Catching them sucking each other wasn’t the worst-case scenario, but Harry still hadn't wanted to see such a thing in a million years, thank you very much.

“I needed to find Fred and George.” He explained. “I have big news for them, and it’s a little urgent.” He told them.

“You can look now, we’re covered. Come in and close the door.” Fred said.

Harry walked into the room and uncovered his eyes. “Alright, so I was doing homework and Severus was flipping through the Selwyn family book that detailed what magic and potions were cast or used on which members of the family. Molly was in there, as well as all of you. Charlie needs to be told that he has a blocked creature, too. And he's got a magic leech on him. He needs to get those things fixed. Sooner is better than later.”

“How long has the leech been on him?” George asked, horrified.

“Since February 19^th, 1973. Why?” Harry asked.

Draco paled. “After twenty years, there's permanent damage! Get dressed, write him immediately, and use the fastest owl you can find!” He urged his mates. “This is bad, very bad!” He said worriedly.

Fred and George tumbled out of the bed and began hurriedly dressing.

Harry’s eyes widened. “What kind of permanent damage?” He asked.

Draco's lips pressed together, then he sighed. “The core becomes used to never being full, so it caps out at about seventy percent or so, and never completely fills to capacity, since it doesn’t know what full is. He could never truly reach his full potential if the damage is that bad. The creature might help him some, or it might make things worse. Some creatures release magic in dangerous ways if the core overloads. Which, with his not being used to his full capacity, he could easily do. All it would take would be for him to use less magic than he's used to and his core to start healing. The two circumstances put together have been seen before, and it’s a dangerous—sometimes deadly—combination.” Draco said seriously.

Harry swallowed. “So he'd better not take any time off work.” He said nervously.

“Depending on what his creature is, he may not have a choice. Some creatures need some time after inheritance to get used to things. He very well might need a month or so.” Draco said.

“Wow. That is bad.” He said, worried.

Draco nodded.

“Alright, we'll meet back up with you here after classes tomorrow.” Fred said, leaning in to give Draco a deep kiss.

Draco smiled. “See you then.” He said happily. “And good luck.” He added.

The twins headed off to Gryffindor Tower to write their letter.

Draco sighed and got up, Harry turning away with a fierce blush. “Let me know when you’re dressed.” He muttered.

“What, blonds don’t do it for you?” Draco teased as he got dressed.

Harry snorted. “In case you haven’t noticed, I go for tall, dark and sinister.” He shot back.

Draco laughed. “You do, at that!” He agreed. “Alright, I’m decent. Let’s go.”

Harry and Draco headed back toward the dungeons. “So, do you three spend time together every night?” He asked.

Draco shook his head. “No. Three times a week. Two weeknights and one full weekend day. We need the rest of the time to do our work. I’m fifth year, they’re seventh. We’re all very busy right now, but the bond needs the closeness. One of the days we spend together we spend cuddling as we work on homework. You could try that with the Dark Lord. I’m sure he’d love to have you squirming on his lap for a few hours while he tries to mark essays.” He said, laughter in his voice.

Harry grinned. “Oh, yes, he’d love that. Neither of us would get any work done.” He said.

“What, you can’t multitask?” Draco asked.

Harry shook his head. “Not with Marvolo in the same room, I can’t. I get this pinpoint focus when I’m around him, nothing else can keep my attention like he can.” He admitted.

Draco grinned. “Sounds like you need to shag already. Get the first time out of the way so you can focus on other things.”

“I’m not ready.” Harry said simply.

Draco hummed. “You don’t know what you’re missing.” He said.

Harry smiled. “I’ll find out in my own time.” He assured the blond.
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