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A Prince in Lion's Clothing	By : Sablesilverrain Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Tom Views: 36570 -:- Recommendations : 7 -:- Currently Reading : 9
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Tom smiled as the snowy owl came into sight, right on time. She landed on the table in front of him, pecked him a few times on the hand, then held out her leg, an envelope attached.

“Ow! You little—"

She clicked her beak at him, and Tom drew back.

“Fine. I’m sorry for what I did to your owner.” He told her.

She screeched.

“Twice.” He muttered.

She calmed at that, and let him remove the envelope without further incident.

Tom frowned. It was light. He opened it and saw a letter and a photo. He drew out the letter first.

“Tom,

This needs to be our secret. The photographer is under a lip-locker, so this should stay just between us.

Sorry it's not the real me. You'll get a better one in the future.
Harrison Prince"

Tom frowned and pulled out the photo, eyes widening as he sucked in a surprised breath.

That naughty boy!

He was on his Gryffindor bed, on his side, grinning coquettishly.

Wearing only his underwear!

As Tom stared, the Harry in the picture raised his top arm, which wasn’t holding him up, and flexed it. Tom hummed appreciatively at the play of muscles.

Oh, even in this body, he was growing up nicely!

The door opened and Tom slammed the picture onto the table, face-down, glaring at the intruder. “What, Wormtail?!” He snapped as the man came up beside him.

“M-my Lord, Lucius is here!”

Tom sighed. “Let him in.”

Wormtail hurried away, and Tom slipped the photo back into the envelope. He’d be spending more time with it later.

Lucius came in and Tom bade him have a seat. “Are you hungry, Lucius?” Tom asked, taking a bite of his sausages.

Lucius’ lip twitched. “No, thank you, My Lord. I have already eaten before coming.”

Tom nodded. “Very well. What brings you?”

Lucius took a deep breath and prayed for a good reaction. Which would be a long shot, but he could hope. “Draco informs me that they have a new Hopeful. A Seer.” He added.

Tom’s brow rose. “I find myself impressed. That’s quite a stroke of luck.” He commented mildly.

“Yes, indeed.” ‘Now for the hard part.’ He steeled himself, and added, “They are beginning to look into Dumbledore’s wrongdoings.”

Tom's eyes narrowed. “What?” The word was a deadly whisper. “Why? Does he understand how dangerous that is?! Never mind, he's a Gryffindor, danger is fun to them. How do you know? Are you certain?”

Lucius nodded. “I am completely sure, My Lord. Draco has asked me to dig around, discreetly, and pass him any information I can find that even slightly incriminates the man.”

Tom nodded, thinking. “Yes, do that, pass it to him, then to me. I will amass information from the Ministry, Harry from Hogwarts, and we will pool our knowledge when he is out for the year. He is bright, but foolhardy still. I feel the need to talk to Severus.”

“Might I suggest you send a message through me? I have visited him before, Dumbledore will think nothing of it.” Lucius told him.

Tom pursed his lips. “Yes, and Thomas Harding only knows him as the father of his current flame. We shouldn’t be seen to be friends.”

Tom wrote out something and handed it to Lucius. “Deliver this. Stress that while it is a suggestion, I also strongly suggest that he heed it.”

Lucius nodded. It was an order, then, no matter what Their Lord said. He turned to go.

“And Lucius?” Tom said silkily.

Lucius froze, dread curling low in his gut. “Yes, My Lord?”

“Send in Wormtail.”

Lucius felt relief flood him. “Yes, My Lord.” He gratefully left.

*****

“No way in hell!” Severus spat, crumpling the letter in his fist. “They are not using my rooms!”

Lucius frowned. “It was more of an order than a suggestion, Severus.” Lucius warned him. “Marvolo wants them to do this work in a safe place. The dormitories are not as safe as your rooms.” He added. “And does your son know how to check for surveillance spells?”

Severus sighed. “Not yet. But I can teach him.”

“You know that it is tricky. He will need at least a week to learn it. He will be putting himself in danger in the meantime.” Lucius reminded him. “It’s far too risky.”

Severus groaned. “Longbottom is a Hopeful now.” He told Lucius in dread.

Lucius laughed. He had heard of his potions prowess! “Oh, I pity you, my friend!”

“Me, too. I suppose I will talk to Harrison. When he comes for his lesson tomorrow.” Severus said in defeat.

Lucius shook his head. “Tonight. It can’t really wait.”

Severus scowled. “Fine. After dinner.”

*****

Harry entered the room, looking nervous. “Why did you need to see me?” He asked.

Severus gritted his teeth. “It has been suggested that I allow you to use my rooms for your Dumbledore-centric research.” He ground out.

“You don’t sound too happy about it.” Harry said.

“That’s because I am not.” Severus replied.

Harry grinned. “Then just say no.”

Severus sighed and sat down. “Considering where the suggestion came from and how strongly it was suggested, that would be an unwise decision to make.”

“Oh. So everyone?” Harry asked.

“No more than two at a time. Keep notes pertaining to it in here. I will set aside a desk drawer for you, Warded so only you may open it. You must be present at any time others are here, especially if I am not, and do not give out my password. Say it in Parseltongue, that should still work. We are in Slytherin territory.” Severus instructed.

Harry nodded. “Okay. Even Neville is okay?” He checked.

“He is not to touch anything.” Severus told him firmly.

“Don’t worry, he won't. Thank you, though. It's more secure here than in the dorms. More room than on my bed, too. And I feel safer knowing that Dumbledore can’t find anything but the rings if he orders me to open my trunk.” Harry said. “Those are incriminating enough.”

“So, Ron's gone.” Harry grinned. “Gets rid of some of the stress, doesn’t it?”

Severus snorted. “Oh, you have no idea.” He agreed. “Are you ready for me to view the false memory, since you are here?”

“First, can you take me to Gringotts day after tomorrow?” Harry asked.

“For?” Severus prompted.

“I need to get an inheritance test done and get a book out of the Selwyn vault. Actually, probably two books.” He amended, deciding to also grab to the book of Prophecies concerning Selwyn members. He was suspicious about the one concerning himself and Tom. Something seemed off about it. He just wasn’t sure what.

“I can take you. We will also get you some new clothes, that will he our cover.” Severus agreed.

Harry nodded. “Deal. Hermione will go mad if I don’t get those books soon, now that she knows about them.”

Severus rolled his eyes. “A tragedy, truly. Avoid that at all costs.” He drawled sarcastically.

“Hey, you wouldn’t be the one stuck dealing with her. I don’t want to go through that, thank you.” Harry snarked back.

Severus smirked. “Oh, that level of sass. I’m impressed despite myself.” He said.

Harry smiled proudly. “I do try.”

“Now, call up your false memory.” Severus said, drawing his wand.

Harry called up the memory.

Severus went in and watched as Tom, in Harry's bedroom, caressed the boy's face.

“I love you, so much.” He whispered.

Harry smiled brightly. “I love you, too.” He returned.

They tumbled into Harry’s bed, somehow managing to not get injured in the process, and shared a deep kiss, both on their sides, pressed together.

Severus pulled out and sighed. “I want to assign detention for intentionally needling a teacher, but I kind of asked for that by allowing you to use him as a subject. Details, Harry. Your wardrobe. Your bedside tables. They need to be just as distinct as your bed was.” He chuckled. “Even if they are not the focus. Otherwise, the fake is obvious. You need much more practice with details. Use your bedroom again for the next one, it has less details than, say, Hogwarts' Great Hall would have.”

Harry grinned. “Oh, you're asking for it.” He warned.

Severus rolled his eyes. “Unfortunately, that is our best option right now. I will live.” He smirked. “Your consort may not, but I will.”
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