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A Prince in Lion's Clothing	By : Sablesilverrain Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Tom Views: 36576 -:- Recommendations : 8 -:- Currently Reading : 10
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Harry grinned at Severus. “This one's a doozy. Brace yourself.” He warned.

Severus sighed. “Fine.” He slipped into Harry's mind.

The memory was very well-done. The details were clear, nothing was blurry or misty.

The content, though!

Severus watched in resigned, simmering anger as Tom and Harry kissed and Harry stripped his shirt off, pressing against Tom. “I want you.” He said.

Tom smiled. “Then have me, My Pretty Prince.” He whispered.

Severus pulled out of the memory, growling. “These are getting worse. I know you're doing this on purpose.” He accused.

Harry grinned. “You'll have to be ready for me to want things. It’s going to happen someday.”

“And I will be enraged when that happens. I’m sure of this. But we will talk, and if you are truly ready, I will make my peace with that.” Severus said.

Harry smiled. “You’ll see plenty of proof that Tom and I are growing closer before I will be ready. It should give you time to ease into the idea.”

Severus sighed heavily. “I will have grey hairs in about a year, at the rate you two are moving.”

Harry grinned widely. “Oh, I give it six months!” He said cheerfully.

“You don’t have to sounds so pleased with the idea.” Severus drawled. “Has Ronald stopped pranking you?”

Harry groaned. “God, I hope so! He didn’t do anything today, but yesterday he messed with my shoes, of all things! It's ridiculous!”

Severus chuckled. “That is true persistence. Your shoes are disgusting. We will get you new ones over Easter, but they will be for your proper body. This one will have to make do with your current pair.”

Harry grinned. “You just want me to stop switching back and forth.” He said.

“It would be nice to see you proudly wearing my features in public.” Severus said, only a little bitterly.

Harry frowned. “Is that how it seems to you? Like I'm ashamed to look like you? Because I’m not. I’m proud of it. I just want some time to go out with my real face and not be mobbed. Just one summer. Then I will come to school without the glamour and let everyone see the real me. Just give me this year, that’s all I ask.” He said.

Severus hummed. “You enjoy looking like me?” He asked.

Harry smiled. “Everyone enjoys it, not just me. Pansy keeps calling me pretty, Tom has done so, too, and I do like it. Especially the obedient hair. But… Anonymity is something I've never really had. Not in the Wizarding World, at least. I'd like to experience it.”

“I will let you switch once more. But after this year, let me enjoy Lily’s eyes looking out at me from my face, rather than James Potter's. It soothes something in me that has always been left wanting before. It reminds me that I at least did one thing right. I created something meaningful and beautiful that will live on and carry our name proudly forward. I know you will do so much for the world, Harrison.” Severus said proudly. “You have the power and lifespan of a Dracken awaiting you. There is nothing you can’t do.” He finished.

Harry nodded. “I just need to survive long enough to get it.”

Severus chuckled. “Well, the most dangerous part of your life is just beginning, but you have a solid support base already. You'll do fine with that help.”

“I know I will. I should get to bed now.” Harry said, yawning.

“Yes, you should. Meet me again in a month for your next memory. Try to put it in a more detailed place. Not the Great Hall yet, but a classroom might work.” Severus said.

“Mm, abandoned classroom sex!” Harry quipped.

“Not if you want your consort to live.” Severus warned.

Harry laughed. “I'll use someone else!” He said. “And no sex!”

“Good. Now go.” Severus said firmly.

Harry left, and the door closing cut off the laughter as he exited the room.

Severus groaned and laid a hand over his eyes. “He's not afraid to think about sex, but I’m pretty sure actually doing it would still be too daunting. Still, it’s remarkable progress.” He said quietly. “He's healing.”

*****

Harry got into a carriage with Neville and Hermione to head to Hogsmeade. It was the last trip before the Easter holiday, and Harry intended to get some new charms at the charms shop Pansy had told him about.

When they got to Hogsmeade, he split off from the others and went to the store whose sign read: “Charming jewellery—a subsidiary of Chipper's Charms.”

He went in and first made sure to pick up bracelets for Neville, Hermione, Luna, Fred and George. He also grabbed three extras for anyone else he added later and bought all the bracelets the charms he was wearing, getting extras for the Slytherin Hopefuls to add to theirs, before looking around at the selection. He grabbed charms against getting drunk and to see through invisibility spells. He didn’t see anything else that interested him at the moment, and paid for his purchases, wincing at the price. It was a good thing he had so much money.

Once he was done there, he wandered around, seeing Ron going into the apothecary. He rolled his eyes. Anything he made stood a good chance of turning out to be so much sludge.

He went into the Three Broomsticks and glanced around as he walked up to the counter. He did a double-take as he spotted someone familiar in the corner booth. He smiled widely and ordered his drink, then took it over to the booth.

“Mind if I join you?” He asked.

Tom looked up and smiled. “I knew you’d come here.” He said fondly. “I was only wondering how long it would take.”

Harry laughed and sat. “Why are you here?”

“Heard from Lucius that this was a Hogsmeade weekend. I figured you’d come, so I dropped by.”

Harry hummed. “And if I spent all my time shopping?” He asked. “And didn’t come by? Or if I’d decided to go to the Hog’s Head?”

Tom shrugged. “I would have been upset and went home and tortured Wormtail a bit. Or took it out on your uncle.”

Harry’s interest sharpened. “You have them? Already?”

Tom smiled. “Severus sent me their address. I picked them up the day after we talked. They are residing in my dungeons for now. Under a nightmare curse. They frequently wake up screaming, but I can live with it. For you.” He said.

Harry smiled. “You’re so good to me.”

“I try to be.” Tom replied. “Although, I’m not sure good is exactly the right word.”

Harry’s smile widened. “You’re so awful for me.” He amended.

Tom chuckled. “Mm, yes. All for you.”

“So Severus and I made a potion to give them. It will make them relive everything they’ve ever done to me.” Harry said.

“A good start, I suppose. Although I’d like to see them suffer even more.” Tom said.

“Well, I had places to go. Come with me?” Harry asked, draining the rest of his drink.

Tom finished off what looked like a Firewhiskey and stood, pulling Harry against him and kissing him.

It had been a Firewhiskey.

Harry laughed as he was released and grabbed Tom’s hand. “Come on!” He pulled the man out of the pub and to Honeydukes, picking out several candies and looking at Tom. “Let me get you something.”

“Harry, I can buy my own—”

Harry grabbed his shirt and pulled the man down to eye-level. “Let. Me. Get. You. Something.” He repeated lowly.

Tom sighed heavily as Harry released him and wandered around, looking at things. He eventually settled on a bag of chocolate-covered cherries. “Here.”

Harry took them and smiled, walking up to the register. He paid for his purchases and took out the bag of cherries, handing it to Tom. “Eat them, or I will be angry with you.” He said firmly.

Tom nodded. “I like cherries and chocolate. They will be eaten.” He promised. “Probably in front of your uncle.” He added happily.

Harry laughed. “Come on, let’s go get correspondence books. I have so much information on Dumbledore, I want to tell you all about it! This will be a safe way to do so.”

Tom sighed. “They will need to be ones with strong privacy spells on them.” He said.

Harry nodded. “I can afford those.” He said.

“You aren’t going to let me pay for anything today, are you?”

Harry shook his head. “Didn’t plan on it. Why?”

Tom stiffened. “I am not your kept boy—”

“And I’m not yours. Point?” Harry asked.

“I have money, Harrison.”

“And I will let you spend it on me another time. Besides, the ring and necklace were expensive. Let me pay you back a little bit, yeah?” Harry asked happily.

“Very well.” Tom said as they entered the store.

Harry looked through the correspondence books with Tom.

Tom seemed very fond of both the blood-red and the bottle green.
“You seem to like both of those. Do you have a preference?”

Tom picked up the green. “It’s very nearly your eye colour. Although it will change when you inherit, Drackens usually have jewel-toned eyes, so they will lighten a few shades more.” He said.

Harry smiled. “Fine.” He picked up the other one and took them to the counter. “We want privacy spells put on these, keyed to us. The strongest you can put on them.”

The shopkeeper eyed Harry. “The strongest ones are Dark, Mr. Potter.” He warned.

Harry shrugged. “Doesn’t matter. We want things we write kept private by any means necessary. Money is no object, either.” He added when the shopkeeper opened his mouth again.

The shopkeeper nodded and cast the spells, then had them both lay a hand on the books and cast the spell again. “They will be blank if anyone else opens them but one of you.” He assured them.

“Thank you.” Harry said, and paid for them.

They left the shop and Tom led Harry to a small garden area, where they sat together on a bench. “This is nice.” Harry said.

Tom smiled. “It is. We’ll rest a while, then find your friends. Once I deliver you safely to them, I will head home. And eat my cherries in front of your relatives.” He said smugly.

Harry laughed.
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