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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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Thomas Harding emerged into Dumbledore's office, brushing soot from his robes. “Thank you for letting me come by, Albus. I realize this is highly unconventional, but Lord Prince requested that I join him and Harry for a chat after dinner. I can hardly refuse a request from my dear Harrison's father. I am trying to stay on his good side, after all.”

Dumbledore smiled widely. “Not at all, I'm happy to see you! As a matter of fact, I have a question to ask, a small favour you could do for me, if you stop by my office when you are done. I was going to ask Severus, but I think you would be a much more appropriate choice.” He said.

Tom frowned. “Of course, I will see you before I leave and hear you out. But now, I really must see my Harrison.”

Dumbledore waved toward his door. “Go on. I will see you soon.” He said mildly.

Tom left the office and headed straight toward Severus’ rooms, hissing at the wall to let him in. It melted away, and Tom entered.

Harry was waiting on the couch for him and smiled, jumping up and rushing to him, hugging him tightly. “Tom! How are you?”

Tom sighed. “Worried, angry, happy… Remorseful.” He finished heavily.

Harry frowned and looked up at him. “That’s a strange mix. Where are all those emotions coming from?”

“The worry,” Tom began, sitting on the couch and pulling Harry down beside him, “Is that you'll dislike me when this conversation is over. The anger is directed at Dumbledore. I am, as always, happy to see you.” He smiled, tracing Harry’s cheek.

He leaned in slowly, giving Harry ample time to pull away, and kissed him, fingers grazing down Harry’s face and around his neck to cup the back of it, gently holding him in place as they enjoyed the closeness.

Severus, sitting at his desk, cleared his throat pointedly.

Tom pulled away, smiling at a dazed and flushed Harry.

Harry grinned back.

“The remorse, though.” Tom said heavily, his levity evaporating, “That is all for you parents. I truly regret going after them. The prophecy I believed in so much was a farce.” He told the teen.

Harry nodded. “We found that out yesterday.” He said. “And in addition, I’m the heir of Gryffindor, and Adora Selwyn’s grandson!”

Tom frowned. “How can that be so? She died long ago, Harry. And your mother was just past twenty when I… Did what I did.” He muttered sadly.

“Hermione believes that Dumbledore killed her and kept her unborn baby—my mother—in stasis for fifty years. I think she’s right.” Harry said. “It’s the only thing that makes sense.

Tom's eyes widened. “Why would he do such a thing?”

Harry shook his head. “I have no idea, but I intend to find out.”

“I see. Well, if you know, then I assume I have no cause to worry? I truly am sorry. I try not to kill talented wizards and witches, and I sincerely regret it.” Tom said.

Harry smiled and laid a hand on his arm. “Tom, it’s fine. I’m upset about it, of course, but I understand. I don’t blame you.”

Tom smiled and took Harry's hand, placing a kiss on the back. “Thank you. I will somehow make it up to you. I don’t know how, yet, but I will find a way.” He promised.

“Just stay with me. Wait for me, and be mine when I’m ready. That’s all I want.” Harry told him.

“I will wait a millennium for you if I must. I am coming to care for you deeply, Harrison. You are all I want.” Tom said.

“Good. Was there anything else you so wanted to discuss?” Harry asked.

“Just this.” Tom cupped Harry's cheek and drew him in for another kiss, winding his way through the teen's head, slowly and lazily observing the ebb and flow of stray memories drifting about.

He broke the kiss and smiled. “Your mind is beautiful.”

Harry smiled and blushed. “I bet you say that to all the people you kiss.” Harry teased.

Tom laughed. “Sure I do. Now, Dumbledore wanted to discuss something with me when I left, so I should go do that. I will see you later, Harrison.”

Harry watched as he left, calling out a soft goodbye.

Severus hummed after he had left. “He really seems to care for you.” He said.

Harry smiled widely. “He really does, doesn’t he?” He walked over to the man and hugged him. “Thank you for letting us use your rooms.”

Severus laughed. “You are more than welcome. The conversation needed to be had.” He said.

Harry nodded. “It really did. I’m going to get back to the Tower now. See you!”

“Sleep well, Harrison. I will see you tomorrow.” Severus returned.

*****

Tom walked into Dumbledore’s office and faced the man. “What did you want to ask of me?”

Dumbledore smiled. “Would you be willing to be Harry's mermaid hostage during the second task?” He asked. “I will spell you to sleep with the others under an aqua tutis charm and place you under the lake for him to rescue.” He said.

Tom frowned. “It is safe?” He asked.

“Perfectly so!” Dumbledore assured him. “Harry will rescue you and you will awaken when he brings you to the surface. You will sleep through it all.”

Tom hummed. “I suppose I can do that.” He said.

“Wonderful!” Dumbledore enthused. “I will need you here the night of February 23^rd to be put to sleep with the others. Come after 9:00. As late as 11 will be acceptable, but no later, please. I do need to get some sleep.”

Tom nodded. “I will come at 10:00. I will see you then.”

Dumbledore nodded. “I will see you on the 23^rd, then.”

Tom left, deciding he'd check to make sure his glamour was layered well enough that only the darkest revealing charm would expose him.

*****

Harry was working on his charms homework with Hermione when one of the twins sat beside him. “Hey, Harry, I wanted to know if there’s something Draco knows about you that we don’t?” He asked quietly.

Harry went very still. “Like what?” He asked.

The twin whispered, “Like something about your feeling about Dumbledore?”

Harry cursed. “I’m going to kill him.” He muttered.

“Oh, don’t do that! We just don’t want to be on the losing side, George and I. Draco says people are switching sides at an alarming rate. If you’re one of them, we'd like to know. We're with you, no matter what. We trust you.” Fred grinned, then added loudly, “You're our fearless leader!”

Harry sighed. “Come on, Room of Requirement. Get George.”

Feed turned and spotted his brother. “Oi, Gred! Get your arse over here!” He shouted.

Harry sighed.

They headed to the room and Harry groaned. “What exactly brought this on?”

George shrugged. “Draco said people were switching sides at an alarming rate, implied that the light was going to lose. We started asking around, subtly. We talked to Neville and he said if we were losing trust in Dumbledore to talk to you. What does he know that you haven’t told us?”

Harry bit his lip. “How serious are you about me being your ‘fearless leader?’” He asked.

“We'll follow you to the ends of the Earth if you ask it of us. No matter what happens, we’re with you.” Fred said surely.

“Great. Anyway, you know that I was being abused at the Dursley's house, right?” He asked.

Fred's look darkened. “Yeah. That much was pretty obvious.”

“Well, turns out my Mum told him before she died that they would abuse me. He put me with them on purpose.” Harry said.

George growled. “Well, even if you haven’t switched, we will. Or go neutral. Can we go neutral?” He asked Fred.

“There’s another option.” Harry said. “You can join me.” He said. “I’m not a follower, but I am on Voldemort's side. I’m going to be his consort.”

Fred looked at him in shock, then smiled. “Oh, Harry! Wait,” He frowned. “What about Thomas Harding?”

Harry chuckled. “That’s Tom's alter ego. It’s a glamour. Fools Dumbledore well enough.”

“You are taken.” George said, impressed.

Harry laughed. “Yes, very much so.”

“Well, if we join you, what do we need to know?” Fred asked.

“First off, I need to put you both under a lip-locker. I know it’s Dark, but we can’t have this getting out.” He added when they opened their mouths.

“I was going to say that’s fine.” George said.

Fred nodded. “Yeah, we understand. And besides, with Snape as your Dad, you’d know at least some Dark stuff. He’s not exactly a beacon of sunshine, you know?”

Harry laughed. “No, he’s not.” He cast the spell. “Alright, what you need to know is this: I’m leading a group called the Hopefuls, which Draco is a part of, along with Crabbe, Goyle, Theodore Nott, Pansy and Millicent from Slytherin, Nev and Mione from Gryffindor and Luna Lovegood from Ravenclaw. It stands for ‘Hopeful Future Death Eaters,’ but Tom has said he might let me keep some. If I induct you and you prove yourselves useful, you might get offered a place with him. He might let you keep me, though. It’s really up to him.” Harry said, then grinned. “Feel like signing up?” He offered.

Fred and George huddled together on the other side of the room and conferred for a while, while Harry relaxed as well as he could in that situation and waited.

Finally, they came back. “We’re in.”

Harry smiled and drew out both the rings he always had on him. Good thing he carried two. He keyed them to the right names, and explained why they needed to go on the right person. He held one up. “Fred.”

Fred took the ring.

“And yours. If I need you, it will heat up. It should give you an idea of where I am, and when you are able to Apparate, it will lead you to me if you focus on it as your destination. I wear the Master, no one else can call you with that. Gather information for me, watch my back, especially from Dumbledore, see Millicent to be assigned guard duty shifts and be nice to the other Hopefuls. Go, do my bidding.” He said.

Fred and George laughed, and they all headed back to the Tower.

Harry had to tell Hermione and Neville about their new comrades before bed.
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