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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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Fred and George walked into Gringotts and went up to the desk. “We need to see Griphook.” Fred said.

The goblin looked at them. “First, Sharptooth wants to speak with you. I will get him.”

Fred and George eyed each other warily. He dealt with older families, and while the Weasleys were old, they dealt almost exclusively with Griphook. Why would Sharptooth want to speak with them?

Sharptooth came up to them and smiled at Fred and George. “Welcome. While you are here, perhaps you would like to get an inheritance test done?” He suggested. “You would be able to claim a Lordship if you do.”

They frowned. “Which Lordship? Bill is Lord Weasley after Dad.” George said.

Sharptooth's smile changed to a smirk. “Ah, but the Prewett Lordship can only be claimed by identical twins of Prewett blood. And you are the only ones that qualify. You can disown Molly Weasley and she will be unable to access the Prewett vaults henceforth.”

George smiled. “Wicked! Yes, let’s do that!” He said excitedly.

Sharptooth grinned as he got the papers needed. “We have been waiting for you two to come alone. It helps that you are now of age.” He said, setting the papers in front of them. “Four drops of blood.” He said.

Fred and George pricked themselves and let the blood drop onto the parchment, and it was absorbed, then words began to appear.

Name: Fredrick Gideon Weasley

Inheritance: Sinicus, Prewett line

Family: Arthur Septimus Weasley (father)
Molly Weasley nee Prewett (mother)
Albus Dumbledore (godfather)
Septimus Theodore Weasley (paternal grandfather)
Aurora Abbott Weasley (paternal grandmother)
Arcturus Charles Prewett (maternal grandfather)
Audrey Selwyn Prewett (maternal grandmother)
Theodore Ronald Weasley (paternal great-grandfather)
Rosalynn Black Weasley (paternal great-grandmother)
Richard Erick Prewett (maternal great-grandfather)
Doris Prince Prewett (maternal great-grandmother)

Vaults owned: Fred and George Weasley-personal (475)
Prewett family vaults (643, 644)
Weasley trust (413)

Heirships and Lordships: Lord Prewett—Identical twin of Prewett blood

Fred smiled. “Nice.”

He looked over at George’s.

Name: George Fabian Weasley

Inheritance: Sinicus, Prewett line

Family: Arthur Septimus Weasley (father)
Molly Weasley nee Prewett (mother)
Albus Dumbledore (godfather)
Septimus Theodore Weasley (paternal grandfather)
Aurora Abbott Weasley (paternal grandmother)
Arcturus Charles Prewett (maternal grandfather)
Audrey Selwyn Prewett (maternal grandmother)
Theodore Ronald Weasley (paternal great-grandfather)
Rosalynn Black Weasley (paternal great-grandmother)
Richard Erick Prewett (maternal great-grandfather)
Doris Prince Prewett (maternal great-grandmother)

Vaults owned: Fred and George Weasley-personal (475)
Prewett family vaults (643, 644)
Weasley trust (413)

Heirships and Lordships: Lord Prewett—Identical twin of Prewett blood

“We’re related pretty strongly to Harry.” George remarked.

“Won’t he be surprised!” Fred said happily.

“Looks like we’ll have mates, though.” George said heavily. “We’ll have to talk to Draco.”

“Yeah. Maybe we’ll get lucky and he’ll have an inheritance coming? Do you think we could be that lucky?” Fred asked.

“I have no idea. But with the way the blacks feel about creatures, it would have to be from his dad. And the Malfoys don’t exactly advertise any creature blood. If they have it, they keep it secret.” George said.

“Why haven’t we come into our inheritances yet?”

Sharptooth sighed. “You’ve probably been blocked. Come, we’ll give you a potion to dissolve any blocks on your creature sides.” He said, then led them to the end of the counter and through a door. He took them to a private office and opened the drawer on the desk where potions were kept. He pulled out two creature block removers and handed them over. “Careful. It can be jarring in some circumstances.” He warned.

They both took their potions and their awareness sharpened.

Fred could sense magic more keenly, even see it, and he could smell George, a sweet, alluring scent that called to him.

Enticing him.

George could feel an emptiness inside him, begging to be filled, and could also smell Fred, a spicy scent that soothed something inside him.

“Are we… Each others’ mates?” Fred asked, confused.

Sharptooth chuckled. “Most sets of Prewett twins share a single mate. You are probably going to follow that tradition.” He told them. “One dominant to the other, one submissive.” He clarified.

George chuckled. “Yeah. We figured out that much already.”

“First, you should disown Molly Weasley from the Prewett family. You say, in unison, ‘We, your names in whichever order you wish, do hereby cast Molly Weasley nee Prewett from the Most Ancient and Most Noble house of Prewett. As we will it, so mote it be.’ And then it will be done.” Sharptooth told them.

Fred and George grinned. “We, Fredrick Gideon Weasley and George Fabian Weasley, do hereby cast Molly Weasley nee Prewett from the Most Ancient and Most Noble house of Prewett. As we will it, so mote it be.”

A soft glow encased them, and Sharptooth nodded. “It is done.” He said, then hummed. “So, let’s go down to the Prewett artefacts vault. You two can pick up your Lordship rings and any other items you like.” He offered.

“Sounds good to me.” Fred said.

George nodded. “Yeah, let’s go.”

Sharptooth led them out of the office and to the carts. They all got in one and made the dizzying ride down to the Prewett vaults.

They got out and Sharptooth opened the vault and Fred and George walked in.

The Lordship rings were in a box sitting on the desk that was in the centre of the room. They each put one on and they warmed and resized to fit them properly.

There were also two signets, and they both slipped one onto their right pinkie finger.

“What's this?” Fred asked, picking up a book. “It’s calling to me.”

Sharptooth chuckled. “It should be. That is a book on Sinicus abilities and how to use them. It will also tell you how to protect your brother until you two find your mate.” He explained.

Fred nodded and shrank the book, slipping it into his pocket. “Good information to have.” He murmured.

George huffed. “Oi! I can protect myself just fine!” He snapped.

“Not against Dominant creatures, you can't. You need someone else, another Dominant, to back you up. Submissives are not fighters, and forgive me, but I can smell you from here. Way too sweet to be anything but a sub.” Sharptooth said, amused.

George scowled. “Great.” He muttered. “Goblins can smell me.”

Sharptooth gave him an amused smile as he looked around the vault. “About 80 percent of creatures in the Wizarding World will be able to smell you; might as well make your peace with it now.” He said. “The only ones that won't are the pure humans.” He told them. “They're nose-blind.”

Fred snickered. “You smell wonderful, don’t worry about it.”

“Worry?” George asked, then burst out: “Don’t worry! I’m furious, not worried!” He told his brother.

Fred walked over and took George's shoulders in his hands. “George, it’s going to be fine. Who got us out of most of our scrapes?”

George sighed. “You.” He said.

Fred nodded. “And who is always the first of us to fight when things end up going that way?” He pressed on.

“You, but—”

“We don’t even need to go into which if us prefer to bottom, do we?” He whispered, and George blushed brightly. “It's fine, it'll just be more of the same. It doesn’t change much, really.” Fred said. “Come on, let's go up and head back to Diagon. Draco should be done buying clothes by now.”

George snorted. “You hope.” He muttered.

Fred nodded. “I sincerely do.” He agreed.

They went back up and re-entered the lobby to find Draco and Lucius there with bags.

“All done?” George asked.

“Are you? What took you so long?” Draco shot back.

Fred began listing their activities on his fingers. “Inheritance tests, unblocked our creature sides—”

“What creature?” Draco asked, seeming desperate to know.

Fred frowned. “Sinicus. Both of us.” He said.

Draco's face fell.

“Why?”

Lucius bent down and whispered to Draco, “That still means they could be your mates. There's actually a higher chance of it. Which creature they are matters little.”

Fred inhaled deeply and his eyes widened. “Wow, Sir! You smell good!” He said in surprise.

Lucius flushed. “Let's have this conversation at home, in private.” He said.

Fred and George nodded and they all Apparated, Draco side-along, to the receiving room of Malfoy Manor.

Lucius cleared his throat. “Follow me.” He said.

He led them to a parlour and called an elf. “Tea for five, and tell Narcissa to meet us in here.” He told it. It nodded, popped away, and came back a minute later with a tea service.

“Mistress Cissa bes coming!” It told them before leaving.

Lucius sighed. “Let's make our tea while we wait for her.” He suggested.

Fred and George were curious, Draco seemed to be buzzing with anticipation, but since Lucius was refusing to speak without Narcissa there, they just made their tea and waited.

After a few minutes, Narcissa came into the room. She smelled of soap and perfume, but no scents they noticed as out of the ordinary for her. “What's the matter, Dear?” She asked Lucius.

Lucius cleared his throat. “The twins have just had their creature sides unblocked.” He told her.

Narcissa beamed. “Oh, but that's wonderful news!” She sat next to him and smiled at Fred and George. “So what are you two, then?”

“Sinicus.” Fred answered.

“The proper plural is ‘Sinicae.’” Lucius corrected. “However, this is indeed very good news. As you noted earlier, I smell pleasant to you. That is because I am a Veela. Veela give off an alluring scent, which is even more enticing to our mates, should they happen to be creatures.” He said. “Draco has not taken the inheritance test yet, so we do not know yet if he will have an inheritance at all. As things stand, he has a fifty percent chance of being a Veela as well when he comes into his majority. If he is, there is a chance—a high chance, given your current association—that you two could he his mates. I can tell one of you is dominant, and one submissive, and while Veela are usually one or the other, there are rare cases where a Veela has dual mates, one of each.”

Fred and George were stunned. They both looked at Draco, who smiled and flushed. “For what it's worth, I hope you two are my mates.” He said.

“For now,” Lucius said, “You two should treat each other as though you are mates. It will teach you how to properly respond to Draco if he becomes yours. If he is not, you still need to know how to properly respond to whoever your mate happens to be.” He told them.

“Yes, Sir.” George said.

“Also, we received a Lordship today.” Fred told him.

“Oh?” Lucius asked.

“Prewett.” Fred revealed with relish.

Lucius smiled. “Excellent news. Sacred twenty-eight. I can now consent if you two wish to enter into a courtship or marriage contract with Draco, provided it becomes void if you two are not his mates.” He said.

George flushed. “We'll think about it, Sir.” He said.

Lucius smiled. “Take your time.” He said. “This is not something to rush into. Narcissa can explain what you need to know as a Veela's possible mates.”
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