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Harry Potter and the Goblin King	By : GeminiFaerie Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 29138 -:- Recommendations : 5 -:- Currently Reading : 14
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Harry stood in front of the mirror glaring at his unruly hair before turning and throwing the comb across the room.
“Problem Luv?” Draco drawled as he came out of the bathroom, a towel wrapped around his waist and his platinum locks looking as perfect as ever. Harry blushed at the sight of his near-naked lover, but the blush quickly faded as the Slytherin picked up the comb and brought it back over.
“That comb is rubbish,” Harry scowled, “My hair looks worse now than it did before I tried to fix it!”
“That is because your locks simply cannot be tamed,” Draco said calmly, “Stop trying to fight your hair and it will cooperate much better. Here.” Draco reached up and ran his fingers through Harry’s dark locks for a few moments before stepping back with a nod. “Much better; now I’m going to get dressed, so don’t mess it up.” Harry stuck his tongue out at the Slytherin before moving out of the bedroom and down to the sitting area where Sirius was waiting.
“Draco’s just finishing getting ready,” Harry informed his godfather, who was lounging on the couch, “Sev isn’t here yet?” He sat down in the chair across from Sirius and picked up a cup of tea that was charmed to stay warm.
“He is still in a meeting with the other heads of houses,” Sirius replied, “They’re taking a vote to determine the new headmaster; if they don’t choose one before the end of the week the ministry gets to send someone in.”
“Definitely don’t want that,” Harry said, “After the mess they made of things last year the last thing we need is their meddling.” He started to run a hand through his hair but remembered Draco’s admonishment and quickly clasped his hands in his lap; Sirius noticed the movement and smirked.
“Your hair actually looks like it’s behaving today,” the animagus commented, “I suppose Draco had something to do with this?”
“He told me not to touch it,” Harry scowled.
“No, I told you not to mess it up,” Draco corrected as he came down the stairs from the bedroom, “there is a difference. You shouldn’t slouch so Cousin;” Draco turned his penetrating grey eyes on Sirius, “You’ll muss your robes.”
“Will not,” Sirius retorted, glaring at his younger cousin, “I’ll bet when I stand up my clothes are just as sleek and wrinkle-free as yours.”
“Probably because Mother charmed them,” Draco said drily.
“Did not,” Sirius sounded petulant now, and he added rather sullenly, “Snivellus charmed them; said something about not letting me be an embarrassment to the family-interfering git.”
“I’ll thank you to not call my godfather by such names,” Draco said, “Where is Severus by the way?”
“Staff meeting about a new headmaster,” Harry replied, “I don’t know if I want to do this; what if he tries something again?”
“Oh, I’m sure he will,” Sirius said carelessly, ignoring the glare from Draco, “but he is surrounded by ministry officials, without his wand, and the magic-restricting chains will be used. Oh, plus Narcissa is there, setting up a containment circle; seems she doesn’t trust the ministry to do things right.”
“We wouldn’t be going at all if it weren’t for Mother setting up the additional wards,” Draco said, “We should be safe Harry, but we shall all be on our guard. We need to leave shortly; Severus may just have to meet us there. Are you ready to go Harry? We can wait for Severus in the front hall.”
“I guess,” Harry said, standing and allowing Draco to link arms, “Come on Siri.” The three made their way out of the boys’ private suite and walked in silence towards the front hall.
It had been two weeks since Dumbledore had sent Harry the false vision, and today was to be his trial. Narcissa had managed to bind the now ex-headmaster using fae magic, and the minister allowed her to place wards around Dumbledore’s holding cell in the ministry. Over the past two weeks solicitors representing Harry and Draco- as well a group of solicitors representing the wizarding world in general- had been putting together a case against Dumbledore. There were still numerous people who believed this was all a big mistake or that Harry was being influenced by the Malfoy’s, but a surprising number of people were willing to believe the stories floating around, and even more were withholding judgment until after the trial. Going to classes and doing the extra training with Sirius and Severus-whenever they weren’t off on secret missions-had helped keep Harry’s mind off of Dumbledore, but today was the final day of the trial, which is why Harry, Draco, Severus and Sirius were attending; by the end of the day a verdict would be reached and Harry wanted to be there to see the conclusion.
“There you are,” Severus was standing near the entrance when they walked up, “I thought I would have to send a house elf to summon you three; I suppose Black was holding you up again?”
“Why do you always blame me?” Sirius pouted, “I was dressed and ready; we were actually waiting for you.”
“I told you that I would meet you here after the staff meeting,” Severus pinned him with a hard stare, “Do you never listen to me, Insolent Mutt?”
“Not if I can help it,” came the cheerful reply, “Oh look-it’s McGonagall; haven’t seen her for a few days.” Harry turned his head and sure enough there was a grey tabby cat making its’ way towards the Great Hall, probably for breakfast; the former Deputy Headmistress had taken her animagus form after revealing Dumbledore’s plot to Narcissa, and she had yet to return to human form. She instead chose to prowl the halls, keeping an eye on the students although she refused to let anyone above second year come near her. The ministry had tried several times to force her out of the transformation, but she managed to elude them every time; Harry couldn’t help but wonder what terrible secrets caused her to hide like that.
“Wonder how long she plans to stay like that?” Draco mused, watching as she disappeared amongst a throng of first years, “I can’t believe McGonagall is so…cowardly.”
“Minerva is not a coward,” Severus corrected his godson sharply, “I do not agree with her actions as of late, but I can guarantee she is not a coward.”
“Things are simpler in animal form,” Sirius added, “She’s probably trying to work through her feelings alone before facing everyone else.”
“She didn’t really do anything wrong though,” Harry said, “I mean, she agreed with Dumbledore, but she didn’t attack me or anything.”
“That we know of,” Draco pointed out, “and that’s the whole point, isn’t it? We have no idea what she did or didn’t do, and we won’t find out until she is ready to talk.”
“We need to get going,” Severus said, “Since Harry dislikes both Floo and port keys we must walk into Hogsmeade first and then apparate to a safe spot outside the ministry.” They resumed walking and were soon out in the soft sunlight.
“Sure, blame it all on me,” Harry pouted, “It’s not like I’m trying to be difficult.”
“No, that would be Draco’s job,” Sirius joked as they left the school, “It’s in his blood.”
“You should know Cousin,” Draco returned, “After all, we do share the same blood. Still giving Severus a hard time?”
“Isn’t he always?” Severus drawled, giving Sirius a heated look which the animagus promptly ignored.
“I have no idea what you two are talking about,” he said airily, “I am behaving as I always do.”
“Except for the fact that you blush whenever Sev accidently bumps into you,” Harry said, and Sirius gave him a suspicious look which is godson returned innocently-too innocently. Sirius glared at Severus.
“What did you tell them?” he demanded, “I told you that I didn’t want anyone to know about that kiss until-”
“Whoa-wait; kiss?” Harry interrupted, “What kiss? When? Why didn’t you tell us?”
“Wait-you didn’t know about the kiss?” Sirius looked at him in confusion, “But-just now you were teasing…”
“That is because you and Sev act a lot like Harry and I used to,” Draco informed him, smirking at the animagus, “You should just stop denying it and see where it goes.”
“Keep your advice to yourself brat,” Severus ordered before Sirius had a chance to respond, “What Sirius and I do is none of your concern. Now, Draco shall side-along with me, while Harry goes with you Sirius. You two go first and we will be right behind you.”
“Right,” Sirius agreed, “Take hold of my arm Harry.” Harry did as he was told and moments later he felt a slightly uncomfortable squeezing sensation before he and Sirius appeared in a deserted alley way. As soon as they landed Sirius pulled him to the side and a few seconds later Draco and Severus appeared.
“We will stay at the back of the courtroom,” Severus instructed as they began walking towards the entrance to the ministry, “That is, of course, unless either Harry or Draco is called upon to testify-we shall all stay together just in case Dumbledore does have another plan.”
“Harry and I both have our emergency port keys as well,” Draco reminded him, touching his betrothal ring, “We will be careful.”
“Don’t make promises you can’t keep Cousin,” Sirius said cheerfully, “Harry attracts trouble like kneazles to treasure.”
“Hey! It’s not my fault!” Harry protested, “My dad and godfather are both Marauder’s!”
“True,” Sirius conceded, “And you make us very proud Harry.”
“Stop encouraging him,” Severus said sharply, “I would like it if my nephew actually survived long enough to bond with Draco.”
The group made their way into the ministry amicably bickering, and only fell silent when they came to the courtroom. Severus led the way inside with Harry behind him, followed by Draco and Sirius bringing up the rear. They sat at a bench near the doors and watched as the room slowly filled. After several minutes of waiting Scrimegeour came in, and then Dumbledore was lead in by a team of aurors. After he was secured in the chair, chains around his wrists and ankles, Narcissa entered and set up her own wards under the careful eyes of the nearby aurors. Once this had been taken care of Percy Weasley stood up to address the court.
“The Wizengamot is now in session,” Percy said, pompous as ever, “Albus Dumbledore stands accused of…”
The session lasted several hours, with numerous witnesses-some for Dumbledore and others against-being called; Harry, Draco, Severus and Sirius were all called upon to give their testimony, as was Zacharias Smith. When the blond Hufflepuff was called forward Harry couldn’t help but feel sorry for the boy; he was pale and thin from malnourishment, and he had a permanent twitch from being held under the Cruciatus. Smith had been found unconscious in the Shrieking Shack the day after Dumbledore’s arrest and he’d already had his trial-he was expelled from Hogwarts and his family had to pay a hefty fine to Harry.
When everyone had their say the Wizengamot voted on Dumbledore’s fate; when Scrimegeour declared that the majority had found Albus Dumbledore guilty of all crimes Harry breathed a sigh of relief, leaning into Draco for comfort. It took nearly another hour for the minister to pass sentencing; Dumbledore was sentenced to fifteen years in Azkaban, after which he was to be banned from Wizarding Britain for the remainder of his life. Severus was suspicious when-upon hearing his sentence-Dumbledore merely bowed his head in acceptance, not even bothering to protest; he wouldn’t give up that easily, which meant he must have planned for this situation. Severus would have to make sure everyone stayed on alert.
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“Only fifteen years?” Harry questioned, “I thought using an Unforgivable instantly got you a lifetime stay in Azkaban?” The four wizards had left after the conclusion of the trial and were now walking through Diagon Alley to a restaurant where they were to meet Narcissa for lunch.
“That is standard,” Severus replied, “However sometimes the sentence can be reduced; in this situation the members of the Wizengamot felt that Dumbledore deserved a reduced sentence because of his previous services to the wizarding world.”
“His past actions should not give him a free pass for what he has done so far this year,” Draco protested, “Just because he killed Grindlewald it doesn’t give him a right to use the Unforgivables or hurt Harry.”
“I agree, but that’s politics,” Sirius said, “Dumbledore still has a lot of pull in the ministry, so we need to be careful and keep an eye out; I wouldn’t put it past him to hire someone to do his dirty work for him.”
“And here I thought you were completely lacking in common sense,” Severus drawled, “It seems you do have a brain after all.”
“So what you’re saying is that it isn’t over yet,” Harry spoke up before Sirius and Severus could get into another argument, “And I still have to worry about Dumbles and Voldie.”
“Well, yeah,” Sirius said, “but hopefully not for too much longer; Severus and I have made a lot of progress over the last two weeks and-”
“We shouldn’t talk about it out in the open,” Severus interrupted, “Wait until we get to the restaurant and set up a silencing charm.”
“I wasn’t going to say anything important!” Sirius glared, “I was just going to say that we should be able to make a move soon!”
“And you don’t think that we should keep quiet about such information?” Severus arched an eyebrow, “Really Mutt, your lack of intelligence is astounding.”
“I wonder if they’re going to kiss again,” Harry mock-whispered to Draco, “What do you think?”
“I don’t think Severus would do something like that in public,” came Draco’s loudly whispered reply, “And I really don’t want to see it.” The two boys had slowed down a bit so that they were walking behind their chaperones; they continued their whispered conversation, but took care to make sure that their voices carried so that the two men could hear them.
“Sirius might do it in public though,” Harry pointed out, “It just depends on who is the instigator. I think it’s Siri.”
“You are insane, Lion,” Draco argued, “Severus is quite clearly dominant; he would never allow Sirius to man-handle him in public.”
“But you’d let me kiss you right now if I wanted to,” Harry said.
“Of course,” Draco agreed, “but we are young and it’s expected of us; plus, I can’t get enough of your-” Harry came to a sudden stop forcing Draco-who had linked arms with him once again-to stop as well, and then he pressed his lips to the blond’s so he couldn’t finish his sentence.
“That will be quite enough,” came Severus’ soft voice, “I will have you know that what Sirius and I do is none of your business. Also,” he waited until the boys had stopped kissing and were looking at him to continue, “I am most assuredly the dominant, although Sirius is the instigator. Now come along; Narcissa is waiting.” Severus turned on his heel, robes billowing out behind him, and continued on down the street, ignoring the stuttering Sirius who quickly ran after him, protesting the entire way. Harry and Draco laughed as they followed at a slower pace, and they were still smiling when they joined Narcissa at a private booth in the back of the restaurant she had chosen for lunch.
The group spoke of inconsequential things until after they had ordered; the way this restaurant was set up they simply placed their order for the entire meal-appetizers to desserts-and then when they finished one course the next would automatically replace it. Their drinks also had automatic re-filling charms on them, so they didn’t have to worry about a server accidentally hearing anything; once their orders were placed Narcissa and Severus set up privacy wards so that they could talk freely.
“So, I know you boys have been wondering where Severus and I have been over the past couple of weeks,” Sirius began, “but we didn’t want to say anything until we had it all sorted out. We-”
“So you are dating then,” Harry said with satisfaction, “I knew it! You didn’t have to keep it a secret though.” Sirius choked on his water, while Narcissa hid her giggles behind her hand.
“As you and Draco will not drop the subject, I suppose it is time to tell you the truth,” Severus said, giving the boys a withering glare, “Sirius and I have spoken of our feelings for one another, and he has agreed to let me court him. Now, can we get back to the matter at hand? Continue Sirius.”
“Er-thanks,” Sirius said uncertainly, “As I was saying, for the past two weeks we have been going over the list of horcruxes Luna made for us, and we have managed to destroy all but two-Nagini and the one inside Harry; the one in Harry will, of course, be destroyed by Halloween, at which point we can begin planning out our attack on Voldie.”
“Sounds great,” Harry beamed, “I can’t wait to get this thing out of me! And once Voldie is gone we can figure out a way to keep Dumbles from messing with us again.”
“Well, he won’t be able to bother us in the realm,” Draco pointed out reasonably, “So once school is done we can always spend time there for a while until we figure things out.”
“A magical restraining order should help,” Narcissa suggested, “I already submitted the paperwork, so when he is eventually released he will not be able to get within two hundred yards of you. I spoke with

Tonks yesterday, and she finally heard back from Remus.” Harry perked up at that; no one had heard from Remus since he went out to try and find Dumbledore over two weeks ago. “He didn’t contact us before because he discovered a secret pack of werewolves during his search for Dumbledore, and he was trying to integrate himself with the pack, discover their allegiance; they have decided to remain neutral in the upcoming battle so they will be of no help to us, but neither will they assist the Dark-Voldemort. Remus is currently with my niece recuperating; he has also proposed to her.”
“About time!” Sirius laughed, “I was wondering if he’d ever get up the nerve to ask her; it’s obvious to anyone with eyes that Tonks is in love with him, but Moony always has been slow when it comes to girls. Speaking of which, I think you two should have your bonding ceremony at Christmas.”
“But then we won’t be able to go on a honeymoon,” Draco protested, “If we bond after school lets out we can take an extended honeymoon before we have to return for our Seventh Year.”
“Which is something else we wish to speak to you about,” Severus said, “With the extra training you and Harry have been doing you are far ahead in your studies, as are most of your friends-even Longbottom has begun doing Seventh Year work in some subjects-and I believe it would be beneficial for you to take your NEWTs this year. If you pass your NEWTs you will be able to return to the realm and prepare for the final battle there; you may even be able to catch…Tom off guard.”
“Why don’t you ever say his name?” Harry questioned.
“Because I bear his mark,” Severus replied, “If I were to say his name the mark would burn me.”
“Oh,” Harry was quiet for a moment, then, “I’m okay with taking our NEWTs this year, Dray?”
“I agree,” Draco nodded, “Taking our NEWTs early would be beneficial. Cousin, why do you want us to bond during the holidays?”
“Because both the Winter Solstice and the first day of the year are very magical days,” Sirius replied, “Either day would lend more power to your bonding, and you can always take a few days off after the bonding, and then have your real honeymoon during the summer.”
“We will discuss it,” Draco said, “Now, about Halloween…”
They discussed the process of removing Harry’s horcrux, and then moved onto less stressful topics so that everyone was smiling by then end of lunch. That is, they were smiling until Scrimegour walked up to their table and made a motion indicating that he needed to speak with them.
“What brings you here Minister?” Narcissa inquired politely once the privacy ward had been lowered, “I would invite you to join us for lunch, but we were just about to leave.”
“No matter,” the minister brushed it aside, “I am here at the request of Albus Dumbledore.” The table stiffened at this pronouncement, but Scrimegeour continued; “Albus Dumbledore has instructed me to give this to Harry Potter; he said that he has charmed it to give Mr. Potter the answers he needs.” The minister pulled out a Golden Snitch and held it out to Harry, but Severus cast a summoning spell and set it down where he could examine it.
“After all that Albus has done to Harry I insist on checking this for spells first,” Severus said, “It could be cursed, or it could be a port key set to activate only when Harry touches it.”
“We-that is the ministry-already checked it for curses,” Scrimegour protested, “and it is not possible to program a port key to activate for only one person.”
“Of course it is,” Sirius argued, “Parents have been giving their kids personalized port keys for generations now; all it requires is a bit of blood, and Dumbledore has had plenty of opportunity to store some of Harry’s blood.”
“It appears to be safe,” Severus announced, tossing the Snitch to Harry who caught it without a thought, “Did Albus say anything about his…gift?”
“He said that it was a souvenir from Mr. Potter’s first Quidditch game and that he should always remember that sometimes what we think is an accident is actually destiny.”
“Thank you for bringing this to us Minster,” Narcissa said, getting to her feet, “but we really must be getting the boys back to school now. Harry, Draco.” The rest of the group got to their feet as well and followed Narcissa out to the apparition point.
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“And it didn’t do anything?” Pansy frowned, “I mean, when Potter caught it? It should have done something, if Dumbledore wanted the message to be one that only Harry could activate.” The group had returned from their outing and were now in Severus’ quarters with Ron, Hermione, Pansy and Blaise; Severus had refused to let anymore of the teenagers in his private rooms.
“Snitches have flesh memories,” Hermione agreed, “When Harry touched it, it should have recognized him.”
“Ah, but Mr. Potter did not catch his first snitch by hand, did you Harry?” Severus smirked at Harry, who grinned back.
“Nope,” he said, “I caught my first snitch-”
“In his mouth,” Draco finished, “I remember; he did that idiotic standing-on-his-broom-thing and nearly swallowed the damn thing. Sorry, Mother,” he apologized before Narcissa could reprimand him for his language.
“Well, go on then,” Ron encouraged, “Let’s see what Dumbledore has to say for himself.”
“Why?” Harry asked, “I mean, we all know it’s going to be more lies, so why bother? Besides, I know Severus checked it, but what if he has something nasty hidden inside the snitch that Severus’ detection spell didn’t catch?”
“It is always best to be cautious,” Severus agreed, “I will not deny that Albus knows more about certain types of magic than I do; it would be best to take precautions before Harry tries to open it. I think that everyone except for Narcissa, Draco, Sirius, myself-and of course Harry-should leave before we attempt to get the snitch open. No arguments Ms. Granger; you should wait ten minutes and then come back to check on us-this way you can summon Madame Pomfrey if something does happen.” The four teens grumbled but reluctantly agreed.
“We won’t be opening it just yet, however,” Narcissa said, “We need to set up wards to protect against poisons and curses, as well as wards to prevent magical travel so that if there is a hidden port key it won’t work. Severus, where should we set up the wards?”
“I believe the Room of Requirement would be best,” Severus replied, “It should supply us with all we need. Harry and Draco can meet us there after dinner.”
“Good,” Blaise spoke up, “In the meantime, who’s up for a quick pick-up game?” Harry and Draco readily agreed, while Hermione and Pansy shook their heads over the foolishness of boys. After promising to be at the Room of Requirement on time, the four teenagers took their leave.
AN: New Chapter! Sorry about the long delay, but much has been going on, and I don’t have regular internet access at the moment. Dumbles is dealt with for now-if you ignore his gift to Harry, that is- and horcruxes have been taken care of…for those of you who wanted to witness their destruction I apologize, but I didn’t want to focus on things that had already been done in JKR’s HP books. I have another chapter started and will get it posted ASAP, but I feel that I am starting to get to the end of this story; I have my plans for Voldie and Dumbles and the boys, and I don’t think it will take too many more chapters to reach the conclusion. If there are any loose ends that you are concerned about let me know so that I can do my best to get them all tied up in a neat little bow. As always a big thanks goes out to all my reviewers; thanks for sticking with me! Until next time!
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