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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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Harry and Severus headed towards the Hog's Head together. Harry stuck close, knowing that Dumbledore could be anywhere, and was likely out for vengeance.

They got in and saw Marcus already sitting at a seat. He was sipping at a Firewhiskey and reading some paperwork.

They joined him, and Harry noticed Dumbledore serving food and drinks. He could see that he was Polyjuiced as a young woman, but unfortunately for him, Harry's bracelet let him see straight through it. As soon as Severus raised his muffliato, Harry met his eyes, then Marcus'. “Dumbledore is here.” He nodded to the young woman. “Polyjuice. I can see through it.”

Marcus and Severus nodded.

“We will be careful.” Severus said.

“So will I.” Harry said, motioning to his bracelet. “You never know what he will try to pull. Don’t eat or drink anything until I have checked for poison or other things. And both of you need to get a bracelet from either Chipper’s Charms or Charming Jewellery, which is here.”

Marcus nodded. “I will do that as soon as we are done here. If I’m dealing with someone that has angered someone with those kinds of connections, I really should have done so sooner.” He realized.

Harry nodded. “Yes, it’s the best option.” He agreed.

“After this, then. Your father tells me you have personal problems with Dumbledore?” Marcus asked.

Harry sighed. “Yes, a few, to be honest. Some of which I would like to keep secret if we can. I will tell you the ones that should be made known sooner first.”

Marcus nodded and poised himself to begin taking notes.

“Firstly, I am actually Adora Selwyn’s grandson.” Harry revealed.

Marcus’ jaw dropped. “But… That’s impossible!” He breathed.

“It’s not.” Harry corrected him. “Just highly unlikely. Actually, my mother has the ability to fight off the Imperius curse, and while she was in Adora, she began undoing an Imperius placed on her by Albus Dumbledore. Dumbledore panicked and culled the family, taking my mother out of Adora and putting her in stasis for fifty years before, apparently, planting her into a Muggle woman. He made sure as she grew up that she was loyal to him above all else. I can see why, resistance to the Imperius curse is rare and useful.”

Marcus was writing furiously. “This is big! Killing a member of the sacred twenty-eight might lose him the supporters he has in the Wizengamot!” He muttered.

Harry smiled grimly. “One can only hope.” He agreed.

“Yes, Adora was loved, but Hector… He was practically revered!” Marcus was saying. “My father used to tell stories about him, he knew him as a young boy. Hector Selwyn was his favourite uncle!”

Harry hummed. “Good. It’ll be a bigger blow to him that he killed someone well-liked.”

“It will be a grievous blow to the oldest of his supporters. Those that are still active and remember him; there are a lot of men like that.” Marcus said, nodding as he wrote.

“Also, he faked a prophecy; I’m not sure if Sybill Trelawney was in on it or not, yet, but he knew it was false when he told it to my mother and made her fear for my safety. He is also the reason Voldemort attacked my mum and James Potter.” He said, ignoring the man’s flinch. “Make of that what you will.”

“Yes, I have false prophecy already, your boyfriend relayed the information about his vault in the DoM and his trip down there to see if the prophecy was there for himself and, to cover his true reason, visit his vault.” Marcus said.

Harry hid a smile. They needed to discuss their cover stories, apparently. He hadn’t been aware of that one.

“Alright, he also convinced my parents to switch secret-keepers—”

Marcus nodded. “Sirius Black explained everything about that to me already, as well as his lack of a trial; both of those will be added to the list of charges we will be bringing against him.”

They quieted as Dumbledore came over and set down butterbeers in front of everyone with a false smile on his—her—face.

“We didn’t order anything more.” Marcus said.

“They’re on the house, Honey.” She said before walking away, past the muffliato again.

Harry grabbed his, checked his bracelet, and deemed it safe before checking the other two.

Marcus had poison, but apparently, harming Harry or Severus counted as moving against Harry directly.

Either that, or Marcus was the intended target, but Harry didn’t believe that for a second.

Dumbledore wasn’t that smart.

Unless… He would remember Marcus from the trial, Harry realized. So it could be Marcus he intended to go after all along, if someone had described him to him and told him they were meeting there.

“We shouldn’t meet in public anymore.” Harry said softly. “It’s too risky for you.” He nodded to Marcus.

Marcus sighed. “It seems that way.”

Severus poured a little bit of Marcus’ poisoned butterbeer into a vial. “I will test this, and you can add whatever this was as an extra charge of attempted murder. In the first degree, even.” He added. “Because no one but me just happens to have a vial of poison on them at all times, just in case.”

Marcus coughed. “I didn’t hear that.” He said.

Severus just smiled and pocketed his sample.

Marcus turned his attention back to Harry. “Anything else?”

Harry hummed. “Yes, a few big things, but we want them to remain private if they can. He may have suggested—perhaps even Imperiused—my relatives into beating me and starving me.”

“Suggested, perhaps. But not the Imperius curse. I checked for signs of that when we met.” Severus said evenly.

Harry looked upset at that. “Not even Vernon?”

“Not even your odious uncle. He was just a hateful person.” Severus answered.

“Oh. Well, either way, they beat me and starved me, called me names, and were very mean to me. They also worked me like a house-elf.” Harry told Marcus.

“Is there any way to get them into Azkaban? Muggles can go for abuse of a magical child.” Marcus said, writing.

“They moved away some time ago. We haven’t been able to find them since.” Severus said flatly.

“Alright, so no. Was there anything you know of that he did for certain related to that?”

Harry made a face. “He sent me back there when I told him of the abuse. He sent me back after hearing that Vernon raped me.”

“What?!” Marcus closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths. In through the nose, out through his mouth. Once he was composed his opened his eyes again and began writing. “That’s awful, and I’m so sorry you had to go through that. Are you sure you’ve no idea where they went?”

Harry snorted. “We’ve tried to find them. It’s impossible. That’s not the worst thing Dumbledore has done, though.”

Marcus shook his head. “What could be worse?!”

“He watched Vernon rape me. At least once, but we don’t know for sure how many times. He wouldn’t tell me.” Harry explained.

“Do you have—”

“Minerva McGonagall saw it in his pensieve. She will confirm this.” Severus said.

Marcus nodded slowly. “I will try to keep your sensitive information private, but if it becomes necessary, do I have your permission to share it?” He asked.

Harry nodded. “I will deal with the fallout if it has to come out.” He said softly.

“I will do what I can to keep this quiet.” Marcus promised. “You deserve your privacy; heaven knows we give you far too little of that already.” He said regretfully.

“I appreciate the effort.” Harry said.

Marcus groaned. “This is worse than I expected; he turns my stomach. Is that all of it? Please say it is.”

Harry nodded. “Yes, that was the last of it.” He confirmed.

Marcus nodded as he got up. “Then I’m off to buy a charm bracelet.” He said, putting his things away.

Severus stood as well. “We will accompany you; safety in numbers until you have it, after all.” He said.

Marcus nodded. “Yes, it can’t hurt.” He agreed.

They headed to Charming Jewellery and Marcus bought the bracelet and the charm to see through Polyjuice and to protect against poisons. He looked at a few others, and he raised a brow at the Veritaserum ones, glancing at Harry.

Harry grinned. “Not going to take it off, and not going to apologize for it.” Harry said smugly.

Marcus just sighed and shook his head. “What were all of you lying about, then?”

Harry grinned. “Need-to-know basis, sorry. Nothing important.” He said. “Nothing that would have changed the facts of the case.”

Marcus shrugged. “So long as we agree that you won't abuse it.”

“Never.” Harry agreed.

“Good. What else do you have?” Marcus asked, looking around.

“Protection from minor curses and jinxes, a few others that would not be of much use to you. You could use this one, I believe.” Harry held up one to make the wearer more persuasive.

Marcus smiled. “That would be cheating.” He said disapprovingly.

“Not at all.” Harry disagreed. “It would be an unfair advantage, but no one needs to know but us.” He cajoled.

Marcus chuckled. “You are a conniving one.” He said fondly, taking the charm. “But I see no reason not to use every tool out there. I will need it, at any rate, to go up against Dumbledore.” He said, too quietly to carry.

Harry smiled. “Yes, you probably will. Best be prepared for a hard fight.” He warned.

“I was prepared for an uphill fight all the way since last year. My will is steel, and I will do everything in my power not to let you down.” Marcus promised, eyes shining with fervour for the fight ahead of him.

Severus smiled. “We know you will do whatever is necessary. You already have our gratitude and our trust.” He told the man.
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