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Tarnished Lion	By : InvidiaRed Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 56639 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 10
Disclaimer: I make no money off of this fanfiction. Harry Potter and its world isn't mine. Any and all resemblance is entirely coincidental. Again, All fun and practice.

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A killing curse caught an owl, and its corpse hit the ground with a final thud. No animals! The dark lord thought its potential to be an animagus was a threat he was unwilling to entertain.

Morninglight drifted from the horizon. Between two steep hills sat a village alongside its church and familiar graveyard. Leo recognized it at once.
Little Hangleton, a faded sign, was just barely legible enough to be read.

Voldermort set a pace to the outskirts towards an overgrown mess. Had it been a... House once? Leo struggled to imagine if the structure had ever been habitable.

It was that ruined and pathetic. Surely it was someone's failed attempt at a house. Nettles reached small dirty windows. The place where monsters dwelled... Or a Serial Killer.

Little could get in the way of the dark lord and the door opened of its own volition. Inferi laid down at the pointing of Voldermort's wand. They knew their master and creator.

Why was he so fascinated about the floorboards? Lips softly touched his own...

Leo moaned to awareness as another pair of lips kissed his cock. The twins worked in concert as the one slowly kissed down his chest.

Leo blurrily reached out for his glasses. His green eyes swiftly focused to perfect vision as two gingers worshipped his cock with their tongues in tandem.
The twins kissed around his engorged shaft.
Pleasure raced up his spine with intoxicating rapture; His twins were a gift.
He could feel his hefty cock grow harder.
When had it grown? A distant thought fell to the wayside as Fred and George worshipped his cock as it should be worshipped.

Leo could feel the blood rushing to his turgid cock with fawning adoration. Their lips could barely kiss around it. Fred... Or was it George?
Lapped at his tip, while the other began peppering his throbbing shaft with kisses and began moving lower.

"Ah." A twinned assault from which he had no defense. The need ignited, and his servants redoubled their efforts.

George kissed his hefty orbs one after the other, While the other pair of guile lips wrap around his crowned tip of his engorged member.

A wildfire he couldn't even begin to control. They knew his spots. Leo's breath hitches, and the second set of lips begin a long passionate trek back up his shaft.

The want, the need burns brighter, and the licentious twins stoke the fire even higher. Their hands reach out and stroke his stomach, his pecs.

Their deliciously decadent fingers flick his rock-hard nipples. They attend their master as proper servants leashed to his will. Every kiss, every bob of their head, every wanton touch was done in tandem.

For the greatest servants know their master's will. Leo was soon a gibbering wreck, no longer capable of speech.

As his lewded defiled body succumbed to the trickster twins and their lusty servitude.

Leo felt like he was going to burst as it became too much.

Leo's seeker honed body bucked and he cried out. His body clenched and his thick, large and hefty cock. Its blackened veins pulsing, spasmed once, twice, again and again.

Leo went off the edge of a cliff, and his world went blank as long voluminous ropes of thick semen sprayed everywhere uncontrollably.

Leo breathed in great shuddering gasps. He laid there for a moment to catch his breath.

Maybe he really should save Arthur again if this was how he was rewarded! Leo shivered the chill as he clasped his wand.

The Hot-Air charm "Fervere!" An almost burning wind erupted from his wand. The chill seemed to rebel against his charm for a moment but departed from his room.

He ended the spell when his room was almost uncomfortably warm.

Fred and George were zealously cleaning every last drop of his release with extreme desperation. They wanted him. They needed him.

He unleashed the darkness.

He breathed in calmly, allowing his puppets their ministrations. It had heavily snowed.
The unmistakable white was abundantly clear even from his window.

The light witches and wizards were beginning to stir. The familiar dark of the place was welcome.

And suddenly, there was a blistering sun. Leo pulled back, even with his senses.

Leo felt him even up here in his room. He did not dare presume with worked one way. To sense another lord, and it was unmistakable.

A lord had arrived downstairs. A furious blazing sun

Dumbledore had arrived! DUMBLEDORE was here!

Just like that, any thought of a second-round evaporated like fairy dust.

Leo sighed and moved to leave the bed as the sated twins, and then one locked his lips around his cock.

Leo raised his brow yet, couldn't find the words to deny his twins.

His bladder twinged, and so Leo let the stream go. He watched Fred's throat swallow greedily. His sleep accumulated piss flowing down effortlessly.

His servant was freaky, but he didn't... not like it.

Leo watched for a moment as his cock was washed of its last dribbling before he took his cock out and started spelling everyone clean.

"Get dressed and I'll speak to you both later about our business ventures. And Fred George... Thanks."

It felt weird, but their vanishing cracks were unmistakable, but he swore he saw them smile.

He scrambled to make sure he was presentable.

Leo threw a pillow and was glad that his wards held. He reapplied them just in case before he left his room. He looked both ways.

He locked his door with a locking charm before he made his way down.

"Harry!" That name scratched like nails on his nerves. It was the voice of Sirius.

His door was open, and despite his better judgment, he entered his godfather's room. A smiling Sirius immediately embraced Leo.

A soft nudge of him felt affronted that he knew Sirius would look best on his back.

"You did good Jame- Harry." Sirius finished as he took a step back. Arthur Weasley is safe and sound at St.Mungos. He wants to thank you personally."

A mischievous grin sprang upon his face. "And, And even Molly agreed that it would be best given for you to remain hidden" Leo did not like the sound of that.

"Want to become an Animagus?" Sirus asked with a daredevil grin. Before a look of concern. "Harry, are you alright?"

Leo nodded and yawned. "I'm... tired." Leo honestly admitted.

"I take it, that its dangerous or else Molly would not lightly agree." Sirius smiled.

"I'll have you know that both your father and I became one quite easily, and with Minerva McGonagall and Albus Dumbledore. It will be safe."

Leo's stomach growled, and Sirius Black chuckled. "Let's get you fed."

Sirius led the way to the kitchen; the sun in his House was nearby. Leo could feel that old bastard.

Dumbledore was nearby. He hesitated at the threshold before he steeled himself and entered.

Molly immediately gave him a crushing hug, a thoroughly matronly embrace. It was precisely the embrace of a mother. Everything he imagined it was supposed to be. Warm!

"Harry, you're looking a bit thin." Leo chuckled. "I'm fine Molly."

Who promptly sat him down and swiftly filled his plate with genuinely prodigious portions. Leo was genuinely daunted yet also touched that Molly cared about him.

Bacon, eggs, beans on toast, Molly ensured Leo was nowhere near starving. He took his time eating; the food on his plate seemed a mountainous size.

"So, why did you agree with Sirius?" He asked as he drank the tea. A hint of a frown appeared on her face.

"Maybe it wouldn't hurt if you did have the skilll." She said He knew Molly. Protective to the point of overprotectiveness.

She'd never be willing to allow it Unless someone pressured her into it. There was a single person who could do that.

Which meant she said NO. The blazing star in the library. Could those be connected?

Ha! Which begged the question of why? What did Albus Dumbledore get out of it?

He was his counterpart, The light drowned lord, who cast down his own counterpart. That confrontation had to be apocalyptic to the point of biblical.

No... Dumbledore... Had....

Had Dumbledore had plans for him? The realization was like an icepick to the chest.

Dumbledore overthrew one dark lord, outlasted another, and was still around with not only the second one's return. But the rise of a third.

If there were three of them, the one who was overthrown, the one who returned, and now him.

The one who rises.

Three dark lords... There was a question he didn't want to consider.

Shouldn't there be other counterparts? Where were the other two?

Too many questions swirled in his head. Sirius made small talk as even Molly's cooking tasted like sand in his mouth.

Something was afoot and concerned him. An element he did not yet see. A star that bright could be felt.

Where were the others?

Why hadn't Leo felt the others at Hogwarts? Or here?

"Harry, when-" Molly gave Sirius a look. He sheepishly looked for a moment before correcting himself.

"If you think you're ready, we can get started today." Leo nodded; it might be helpful.

"I need to talk to Dumbledore. I have a question." Leo scooted his chair and made his way from the table.

Because now, while he was thinking about it. His scar was like Voldermort.

Why didn't Dumbledore do something about it? He had to have known. Leo could feel Dumbledore, and he did his absolute best to make sure he wasn't using his power and alert Dumbledore.

He was keeping the darkness from Dumbledore by choice. His scar and the wretched thing that had dwelled within it?

He looked through the doorway and made his way towards where Dumbledore was. His skin was twinging, the first sign of sunburn.

That was Dumbledore. That was power!

"Dumbledore? Dumbledore!" Leo raised his voice as the cascade of voices slowly died now that they knew he was here.

"We shall discuss this later." Dumbledore finished whatever conversation he'd been in.

Leo walked into the library, and he nearly screamed as he almost stumbled. It was like standing too close to a light bulb or a fire but worse.

It was easy not to look at Dumbledore, "Mr.Potter." That familiar sneer that it could only be that ugly git Severus Snape.

Dumbledore nodded to him curtly before turning around and departing. Stating pleasantries but leaving, that was Dumbledore!

Anger and frustration burbled up within him. With a soft and gentle crack, Dumbledore vanished.

You know what? Fine, Avada Kedavra right in the back it would serve you right! Leo thought sourly, First chance he got.

He was blasting that old prat who wouldn't even give him the time of day. Bollocks!

Professor- No, Severus Snape looked at him like someone forced him to swallow lemons.

"You have acheived-" Leo cut him off. "No." Professor Snape looked at him in disbelief.

He did not wish to talk to some grey wizard: neither light nor the dark.

The only position for such a person was to be shunned by both sides. Voldermort may not trust him.

It was likely, that only Severus Snape himself knew what side he was on.

"You might be my professor severus snape. But-" Leo made sure not to look him in the eyes.

"Contrary to what you believe. I am a person! A person you made sure know that you loathed him. Probably, ever since the first moment, you learned I existed." Leo would have no business with someone so unaligned. It was much easier to assume they were traitors to both sides and be done with it.

"So, I will make it easy for you." Leo looked at Severus through the corner of his eye.

"I don't know why you hate me so much and I've decided I don't care where or how it came about so let me be brief."

"Whatever, you were going to say, Whatever it would have been the answer is No! I don't why Dumbledore has decided I don't exist but I do."

"I have questions. I'm pretty sure Dumbledore is the only one who can answer them. So let me give you a courtesy that you have never deigned to provide me."

"Have a good day, Professor!" Leo finished as he rapidly shuffled out of sight. Severus Snape looked at him, shocked silent.

He retreated where he wouldn't be found for a bit. He shuddered from the brief proximity between that annoying star and him.

Leo very much wished to harm something. He sincerely had condolences for whomever he came across.

"Ah, there you are, Harry." There was Sirius, who was smiling until concern covered his face.

"What have I done wrong, Sirius?" He asked; he knew that Dumbledore was busy, headmaster and lord knows what else.

"I tried to ask Dumbledore a question and he left without even looking at me!"

Sirius hugged him, and Leo forced the lewd thoughts down. He looked good naked...

"Headmaster is under alot of scrutiny Harry. He is the most vocal wizard in your corner about the return of Voldermort." Sirius consoled him.

"You'll have your time to ask questions Promise!"

Leo looked up at him in disbelief. "Promise?" Sirius beamed at him assuredly.

"You will! Now then Harry, Did you want to start on becoming an Animagus?"

Leo beamed and for a moment he forgot it all. Only for a moment that slipped through his fingers.

"Lupin and I have turned the Drawing Room into the perfect place for your lessons!"

The Drawing Room had been completely redone from when Leo last saw it. All of Grimmauld Place did!

It looked less a base... And more a home.

He was going to miss this place. He really did have to leave.
Or he would never.

It was that simple- His thoughts were abruptly silenced as Lupin hugged him. Leo hated just how much he wanted it.

Parents. A home!

Vague, nebulous concepts that only were barely affiliated with him.

Sirius was practically vibrating with how happy he was. Leo was a tad concerned as Lupin released him to sit comfortably.

Sirius walked to a desk. "Becoming an Animagus is a complicated affair. Between all of us though It will be a piece of cake to becoming one. We've broken it down to five steps."

He picked up something green from the desk. Sirius held up a leaf.

Leo looked at him, puzzled, and he had a feeling he wasn't going to like it.

"What do you got there?" Leo asked how did a leaf help on the journey to becoming an animagus?

"This is a mandrake leaf." Sirius Black stated it was a rather large leaf. "Put it in your mouth."

Lupin had put the coffee mug to his lips. Lupin sprayed coffee everywhere as he pulled his wand.

"Padfoot!" He stammered surprised! As Remus vanished the wasted coffee.
Sirius Black looked rather roguish handsome in his tight black suit. Leo understood the inadvertent suggestion, but he kept himself from laughing.

He was tempted to put it in his mouth, but He didn't want to have to... remove Lupin. He was his favorite defense against the dark arts professor... And it would make Sirius sad.

"A leaf from the mandrake must be in your mouth for one month. It cannot leave your mouth for an entire month. Or the potion won't work and you have to start over."

"So I take it, you and my dad found a way so you don't have to taste it."

Sirius praised Remus. "Correct! Lupin was the one who helped us discover it."

A look of reluctant acceptance mollified the werewolf, who couldn't reveal what Sirius had unintentionally said without sounding like a pervert.

Leo raised his brow. "I do hope its more complicated than a potion."

Remus Lupin and Sirius looked at each other. "Shrink it down, cover it in wax and fasten it with a sticking charm beneath your tongue."

That's the 1st step." It gets exponentiallty harder after that. Waiting for a month is not easy and even your father swallowed his first leaf on accident."

It was going to be a long lesson, Leo realized when Sirius looked serious for once.

The sun was setting, and Leo sat at his desk. It was a brilliant idea to keep all his materials in the chamber of secrets.

He'd go through his stuff later tonight... Tonight he wanted some blood.
The bloodlust was surprising, but first!

He checked on Winky. He called out her name, and the nervous house-elf appeared with a crack.

Leo made her repeat that she was an excellent house-elf as he looked her over. She was improving even if she was still a drunkard.

He'd break her of that bad habit! Before he dismissed her to have a goodnight.

He looked at his desk, the mandrake leaf, and the wax. He was going to have to be thorough. Or he'd be tasting mandrake leaf for a month.

Leo tapped it with his wand. "Reducio!"

He then dipped the mandrake leaf the size of a tiny hair and covered it with wax before he poked it with his wand and opened his mouth.

"Epoximise!" A gooey texture adhered to the wax that he delicately placed beneath his tongue with his wand. Leo sighed in relief as his wand came free.

He could feel it beneath his tongue. It'd take some getting used to, but it didn't seem to affect his speech.

Leo beamed as he dressed warmly before throwing on warm clothes. He'd give Draco a day or so before he set upon him.

That was going to be fun!

He swung the invisibility cloak and vanished from sight as his window opened and shut.

London was still bustling even at night despite the bitter chill. He had killed before, yes; most had been accidents.

Not this time; it was purposeful death he was dealing with tonight. In the morning, he'd start the search for Little Hangleton.

Tomorrow he'd visit his servants. Tonight was for fun!

He flitted unseen beneath his invisibility cloak walking among the piles of white.

The bitter cold was something he could just barely ignore. He had a specific kind of victim.

The deserving kind, a criminal of some kind.

It was quite apt, beneath that mundane varnish and veneer of normalcy just how open muggles were to the darkness.

London had a pretty face, but it was all out there on full display just beneath the cracks.

The true face of muggles and boy was it ugly. Prostitution, gambling, drug users; the vices all on spectacular display.

Two world wars nicely showcased just what Leo was dealing with. The truth was the wizarding world didn't want to admit the obvious.

Ministry of Magic Classification : Being XXXXX Muggle.

This was the truth of the separation between muggle and wizard kind. Too dangerous, too fecund and as the second world war proved.
Their technology was too dangerous.

The petty crimes that barely blackened ones soul did not interest him in the slightest.

Leo was far enough away from the Grimmauld Place. He looked around in the alleyway he found himself.

He let the darkness out.

Leo was a dark lord the sheer exhilaration as he finally let it hang out.

It was immediate, the temperature dropped. Leo stretched, tension left his body.

It hurt to bottle it up, hold it in. It was only because he had to remain undiscovered by Dumbledore.

It felt wonderous! Sublime.

Leo didn't even feel the cold anymore. Everything seemed just more!

the welcome kiss of frost lapping at his skin. The darkness was so intoxicating.

The blood dripped off his blade.

Accident, It was an accident! Stupid bitch didn't want to hand over her purse.

Fuck!

FUCK!

She didn't even have money in her purse. He threw her pilfered purse to the snowbloodied ground.

He shivered as he sped towards an alley it had gotten cold. He dashed as the air made it hard to breathe.

Where did the star- He shuddered, Something went through him and he felt so cold.

He felt the chill on his outsides and then he toppled back.

Cleft straight down the middle and the last thing he saw were green eyes that promised...

Death.

Nightmares rampaged in the dream of Londoners.

Draco couldn't sleep, he couldn't eat. First his mother, tears slid down his face.
His father was missing! Now it came for him!

He shivered as he cursed. He really should have gone anywhere else, instead of staying here in Malfoy manor.

Mother was dead, and father was gone...

Was he next? Gooseflesh rose upon his flesh.

"Where did the stars go?" He mumbled with growing fear. Dot by glowing dot winked out. Blackness swallowed the countryside scenery.

Deep darkness remained, the dark the first wizards and witches huddled around fires to escape from.

DOOM! As the manor's wards turned aside a mighty blow.

DOOM!
Another crashing thud as the protections and wards strained beneath a more tremendous blow.

The wards and spells would not take another blow. Crackling like ice was the sound of unraveling enchantments.

Draco was frozen in dawning terror. The darkness was coming for him!

A distinctly mournful and thunderous chime as a bell echoed and reverberated into a hideous distortion.

DOOM!

The lightless abyss crashed upon the Malfoy protections. His familial protections were cast aside.

Darkness came for him. Spilling upon the manor's grounds and swallowing the light, crashing upon the manor house with great force.

The windows cracked.

Piss ran down his thighs; the crystalline sound of shattering glass heralded his scream of fright the curtains flapping forlornly in the wind.
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