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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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Harry, Hermione and Neville entered Severus' rooms.

Severus looked up and sighed in resignation.

“Hey, I need the books and the inheritance test.” Harry said.

Severus hummed and moved from behind his desk.

Harry opened the drawer and got the items out, then went and sat on the floor in front of the table, back resting against the couch. He set the paper down in front of Hermione and opened up the prophecy book.

Hermione gasped and started muttering to herself, grabbing the other book and flipping through it. She paused at Adora Selwyn and growled.

Harry found the newest filled pages in the book. There was a prophecy about “The lion and the serpent twining together" that was listed as “partially fulfilled,” and Harry smiled. He and Tom must be Fated! After that was the prophecy Trelawney had given him third year.

He frowned. “Severus, does your family have a book of Prophecies concerning family members?” He asked.

Severus hummed, pausing in his marking. “Yes, though I have never read it. Why?”

“Because the prophecy that Mum wrote down about me isn’t in here. But another one I got told later is.”

Severus' quill snapped, and he whispered, “What?”

Harry looked down at the book. “Yeah, 1947 and then one in 1994, which I heard personally. There’s nothing between them.”

Severus growled. “Then the prophecy I heard part of, that Dumbledore told your mother, is false.” He said angrily. “And she died for nothing!” He slammed his fist onto the desk.

Harry sighed. “Well, there’s another thing we can add to the list against Dumbledore. Does that count as murder?”

Hermione was writing furiously. “Endangerment, child endangerment—”

“False prophecy.” Neville piped in. “That’s a crime. Trelawney can be punished for that one, too.”

“Good, let’s get that old fraud locked up!” Hermione said, still writing.

“She's not entirely a fraud, though. She gave me a real prophecy in 1994. See? Right here.” Harry showed her the book.

Hermione frowned. “But…”

“And she might have been under Imperius, to boot. I bet Dumbledore has used it for his own gains before. If it worked once, why not use it again?” Harry pointed out.

Hermione sighed. “Maybe.” She said grudgingly. “We won’t do anything with her until we’re sure.”

Hermione sighed. “But your mother was kept in stasis for…” Hermione did some quick math, “Almost fifty years. What do you want to do about that?” She asked.

Harry gave her a flat stare. “Is ‘kill Dumbledore’ an option?”

“Er, not yourself, we still need you.” Neville said.

Harry grinned. “I'll get Tom to do it!” He said brightly.

“Also a bad idea, you want him free.” Hermione pointed out.

“True.”

“He will be removed from Prison and executed for his crimes against you, anyway. Let him go to Azkaban for a bit.” Severus spoke up.

Harry smiled. “Problem solved, then!” He turned and looked expectantly at Hermione. “Anything else we can get out of these books?”

Hermione hummed. “Adora Selwyn is listed as ‘bespelled' when she died, but it doesn’t say what was cast on her… Do you have a book like that?”

Harry sighed. “Do you want I should just bring the entire Selwyn bookshelf to Hogwarts?!” He asked impatiently.

Hermione smiled at him. “Would you? Thanks.” She said, flipping back a few pages.

Harry sighed. He and Neville sat quietly while Hermione checked a few more pages, then closed the book. “Nope, nothing more we can get here.” She said.

Harry showed her the prophecy he'd read in the book. “Look here.”

Hermione and Neville both read it and frowned.

“What is it about?” She asked. “You and Tom?”

Harry nodded. “I think so.”

Neville hummed. “It says the two of you will change the world and lead us to ‘a new age of peace and unity with nature.’ Sounds positive to me.” He said.

Harry smiled. “It really does. We’ll be good together.” He said.

*****

“The prophecy is not there, My Lord.” Avery said, worried.

Tom's eyes narrowed. “But it must be! Neither of us removed it!” He said, clearly agitated.

Avery gulped. “No, My Lord, there is no blank spot. I mean the prophecy concerning you two does not have a spot at all.” He explained.

Tom froze. “It was faked?” He whispered. Then, “I killed the Potters for no reason?!”

Avery cowered, and Tom turned his wand on the man.

After a few minutes of cruciatus, Tom calmed. “Get me my owl, parchment, ink and a quill. I need to send a letter.” He said evenly.

Avery, trembling, managed to nod. “Y-yes, My Lord. At once.” He left.

Tom sat and fumed. So he had made a mistake.

Harry would find out eventually. There was no avoiding that.

How would he take the news?

Avery returned and Tom wrote out a quick letter to Severus, then sent Lovely off with it. Hopefully she got it to him quickly.

Tom was at a loss. Usually, he had a good reason for everything he did, but if the prophecy was not even true there had been no reason to kill the Potters that Samhain night.

He had misused the strongest night of the year to commit senseless murder of two talented magical people!

He buried his face in his hands and sighed.

“My Lord?” Avery questioned, reminding Tom that he was still there.

“Go, Avery. I will call you later.” Tom said not even raising his head.

“Yes, My Lord.” Avery said, then left.

*****

Harry had the Gillyweed, he had his plan, and he just wanted the task to come already so he could get it over with.

But he still had a week to go.

He groaned and laid his chin on his book.

Pansy sat next to him. “Hello, My Pretty Prince.” She said quietly.

“Might not want to call me that anymore. Our Lord might think you're trying to steal me away.” Harry warned her.

Pansy snorted. “As if I could. Just wanted to warn you, there are discontented murmurings coming from some of the older Slytherins. I don’t think any of them are planning anything, yet, but be on your guard. They don’t like your relationship with Our Lord.” She said in almost a whisper.

“Tell me something I don’t know.” Harry muttered.

Pansy frowned. “Alright, some of them have contacts in high places. Either through family members or friends that have already graduated.” She told him.

Harry grinned. “It was an expression, but thanks for the heads-up.”

“I just don’t want you dead. I’m not the only one. The other Hopefuls are fond of you, as well.” Pansy smiled. “And Draco says thank you for telling him about the twins. They’re, and I quote, ‘wonderful.’”

Harry laughed. “Glad he’s liking them. Hopefully he can tame them some.”

*****

Draco reclined on the bed in the Room of Requirement, having just received a very enthusiastic two-person blow-job. “That… Was really great.”

Fred and George (who Draco was able to tell apart only when they kissed him) grinned. “And next time,” one of them said.

“You can return the favour.” The other added.

Draco grinned. “Why not now?”

“Your brain needs time to recover.” One replied, then kissed him, softly and gently. George, then.

“And we can wait. We’ll do a circle of sucking; George and I have done that before. That way, no one gets left out.”

Draco grew hard again at the thought of them doing things with each other. “You two often do stuff together?” He asked.

“We do.” George answered.

“You’ll get to see it plenty, don’t worry.” Fred said lightly.

Draco sighed. “How long are we going to do this? Where do you see this going? We are on opposite sides of the war, you know.”

Fred frowned. “Well, we were hoping you might switch.”

Draco shook his head. “I’m not ending up on the losing side. Your leader’s losing support at an alarming rate.” He said.

George sat up. “What do you mean?” He asked urgently.

Draco shrugged. “Just that some people I had pegged as Light through and through have surprised me, that’s all.” He said.

“Like who?” Fred pressed.

“Ask around. You’ll figure it out, you’re smart. And don’t drop people just because they’ve changed their minds. Find out why. They have good reasons.” Draco added.

The twins looked at each other, then nodded. “We’ll do some digging.”

“What we find will determine where we go from here.”

“This isn’t the end of the conversation,” Fred warned.

“Just an intermission while we figure some things out.” George added.

“Good boys. Keep your eyes open. Minds, too.” Draco said.
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