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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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"Harry!"

"Get out of my way!" Sirius roared as the alarms blared, and Lupin sheepishly apologized as Sirus rammed his way through a throng of people.

He'd been distracted and unaware. Harry could be dead. Sirius stilled as his forward momentum evaporated simultaneously, and Lupin caught up to him.

A barrier, A ward, caught him and lung him back. Remus easily caught the black-clad man and set him down on his feet.

Sirius had gone red in the face.

"This is an active crime scene." An Auror remarked stone-faced with his hawkish tone.

There was the loud sound of a silver cane upon the ground. Tremors raced across his body for a moment as he moved slowly.

"Let them through." Lucius clacked his cane loudly as he stood in sight.

"They have cause to be here. When their charge is here." The translucent barrier remained.

"If I have to get the Minister of Magic, I will!"

"I will have your job before the day is through and you will be lucky to clean shit from the street. Do I make myself clear Auror?" Lucius's tone was bitter winter.

The barrier flickered long enough for them to get passed, and the Auror glared daggers at them. As they followed the stiff Malfoy patriarch around the bend.

"Lucius" Remus Lupin was appreciative of the unexpected help. Remus tried not to notice. Lucius Malfoy had faded. Nay, withered since Narcissa's murder.

The man looked like he hadn't been sleeping or eating. Haunted and troubled.

"Harry was not involved, He was with my son when.... Broderick Bode was assassinated." Lucius admitted quietly.

Sirius froze. "Assassinated?" He whispered. It really was like... Like last time.

Sirius clenched his fists. Remus Lupin kept his face neutral, yet his heart rampaged in his chest. Horror... and terror as he took a step towards Sirius Black and found comfort in touching those black threads of that well-made suit.

He felt the muscles as Sirius relaxed. The wizarding war hadn't ended.

It had been a nice... Dream.

A welcoming illusion that life could return to normal.

Only for the madman who murdered their best mate to return! Lily had been inconsolable with the familicide of her dear friends. The McKinnon's... The brutal murders of Fabian and Gideon.

Oh God. It was going to happen all over again. Icy spears that tore into him and chilled his blood to the bone. The realization was a stab wound to the gut all over again. As a Vulture tears open an old wound, you'd thought long since healed.

War had taken so much from them.

That madman had stolen so much from them. Sirius enveloped him with his arm and held him close.

James and Lily's faces were unseeing. "No." The images must also have been going through Sirius's mind.

"Harry." Sirius whispered. They needed to see Harry. He was too young to remember.

This young generation had no inkling of the infectious dread and fear. People vanishing and found murdered or never found at all. Families extinguished. Homes destroyed.

For the barest moment, Sirius saw beheld Harry's corpse in his arms. His heart ached in anguish. Had he failed his best mate? Had Remus and him failed?!

The thought made him quail yet, Sirius blinked as Lucius looked.

Lucius had turned to stare at them. His arms were bared and on display, as he clutched his cane.

Hadn't Lucius?

"You have raised a good kid." Lucius stated somberly.

"He is mature for his age."

"Why did you send for Harry?" Sirius demanded flatly.

Lucius raised a platinum blond brow.

"Harry and Draco have had a rivalry since their first day at Hogwarts. It was Harry who asked me if he could visit. It seems Harry wants their childhood rivalry to end."

Lucius sounded amused for a moment, and then it just... Drained from his face. Like sieve holes opened up suddenly at the bottom of a full cauldron.

"Why wouldn't I give him permission to see my son?" Lucius asked, pain making his voice soft. He went silent for a moment.

"He is the only one who asked to see my son."

Sirius and Remus looked at each other as Lucius hobbled for a bit. For a moment, it looked like he would all, but he stood straight and slowly made his way.

Harry had been in contact with Lucius! There were so many ways this could have gone wrong!

"We need to talk to Harry. Alone." Lupin stated, Sirius nodded.

"Dumbledore needs to know. Somehow... Lucius has no mark." Sirius said lowly. Just the implication was...

"Together." Lupin stated firmly. It seemed Sirius had taken his words to heart after all!

A pang of dread settled in his stomach. Yet, Lucius showed them the way and opened the door.

It was small, a tiny corridor, a room that excluded the outside for its user's privacy.

"Get some sleep Draco." Harry stated softly, a small smile on his face. Sirius saw sadness flit across Harry's face.

He didn't notice them quite yet.

Sirius felt a rush of pride for Harry! He was a magnificent young man.

"Harry!" he cried in relief, and Sirius buried him. Harry turned suddenly, looking shocked.

There was a twinge of cold. Those brilliant emerald eyes, So like his mother's eyes! A brief stab of dread buried in Siruis's stomach. Relief as the worry drained completely out of Sirius.

Harry was okay! He was alright! It was just a little scare! Sirius comforted himself. There was nothing to worry about!

He wrapped Harry in a bear hug and laughed, to his surprise. Remus had even joined in. Burying Harry in their arms.

They had succeeded! James and Lily's son was safe and secure.

There was a flurry as everything blended together, but they all returned to 12 Grimmauld's Place. Remus and Sirius sat opposite him on the couch.

The Dark Lion did not mind. He made a note to reward Lucius for his quick thinking! He'd send for Lucius tonight. It looked like Sirius and Remus were upset with him, and he'd probably be in trouble for what he had done.

He'd deal with the consequences. He could deal with anything for soon Hogwarts!

"I did what I thought was right," Harry stated at the expectant looks of both his guardians.

Remus looked relieved, and even Sirius looked like they wanted more of the why he did what he did. The Dark Lord thought if anything it was quaint and refreshingly novel that they seemed to be laboring under the delusion that he owed them anything.

He would not disabuse them of this. He owed them that much. They were his guardians, after all. Yet, what were guardians to a Dark Lord?

Inconveniences at best. He'd outgrown such contrivance! Had he not slain a Lord himself? Did not his power wax even now! He could feel it. The growth of leaps and bounds.

Certainly, he'd long since surpassed that dead boy at the graveyard.

Harry was naive and dead.

Such... The Dark Lord thought. Still.. His affection for them was true.

"Draco was attacked at Hogwarts." He explained.

"I wanted to check on him. I did not know none of his friends hadn't even bothered to visit." Harry finished.

"Harry,-" Remus began sitting next to Sirius.

A mix of pride and other emotions flitted across the werewolf's haggard face. They warred on his face, and it seemed Sirius was going to follow Remus's lead.

"That was noble of you Harry. Noble and kind Lily would be proud!" Remus beamed as his face fell.

"Ah."

"You can't run off like that Harry! There was an explosion!"

The Dark Lion nodded, Indeed! There was an explosion of which he was responsible.

The assassin had come for that addled old man. Disguised with a hearing horn.

"A death eater sends for you, you're nowhere to be seen and then the hospital is rocked with an explosion!"

Yeah. Leo absolutely would neglect to mention that Lucius had attempted to kill him in his second year and that Dobby had blasted him off his feet. That Avada. That wasn't pertinent.

"You are upset with me." Leo said softly, "Harry," Remus began.

"There are alot of bad people in this world and they won't hesitate hurting anyone who are in their way." Remus explained sadly.

"I was okay though." Leo replied.

He suppressed a frown that apparently was not the thing to say.

"Pup, You could have been hurt. Molly would never forgive herself if you were harmed while under their care." Sirius said warily.

Leo had to fight to roll his eyes. Oh, now he had decided to be responsible as an adult! He supposed he should have seen this coming, as Molly had shielded him from a lot.

He couldn't even be mad. What did he expect with Sirius being in the orbit of Molly Weasley and her good influence? Something was bound to have rubbed off.

"I am sorry, and I will apologize to Mrs. and Mister Weasley for making them worry." He wanted to bring up Ronald but decided that Wayward was going to be punished.

Leo started, "But I will not apologize for doing what I feel to be right." Leo leaned back sad.

"I-I don't understand. Draco has alot of friends and not one has visited the entire holiday."

Sirius and Remus looked at each other.

"Pup-" Sirius stated.

"Pureblood ah... Society. It is much different than you would think. Acquaintances are much different than friendship."

Sirius finished, and it looked like he was struggling to put to words something he detested.

"I... I hated it, So... Many people who know you... Who only pretend to care because of how pure your blood is." Sirius went quiet in bitterness.

Remus put a reassuring hand on Sirius's shoulder and patted it fondly.

"What Sirius is trying to say. Is that pureblood culture is shallow and superfical." There was a shared look between them.

Leo felt a whole unspoken story there. "Harry, Sirius was kicked out for refusing to follow tradition. It was your father and dear Lily who took him in."

"Our group of friends, Me, Sirius, Peter and James are actual friends because we didn't believe in that nonsense. We were thick as thieves." He sighed.

"Harry, You have been incredibly lucky to have found true friends. You have been shielded from a rather poisonous state of mind. Sanguinoir Excise. They will all know what its means. No pureblood will be willing to do anything to draw that stigma to themselves." Remus informed.

"You could have been surrounded by people who are only there because of your fame or your family. People you could not trust but are there only by the virtue of purity of blood. People who would betray you and abandon you the moment things got difficult."

"You mean like Ron?" Leo replied bluntly. Both Remus and Sirius looked sheepish.

"He has always returned." Remus defended.

"Maybe I don't want him back."
Leo replied.

"I tried so hard to rescue him from the merfolk. I have been his best mate, and what, if anything, has he done in return?! He has abandoned me every time things have gotten hard."

Leo raised his voice.

"He didn't believe me when I said I honestly did not put my name in the goblet of fire. After all the adventures we had in stopping Voldemort!"

"He has always come back to you in the end." Remus responded quietly.

"Don't be so quick to turn from him. Not after everything you've done together."

"Why not? He has abandoned me. Believed lies about me! He's abandoned Hermione as well!" Leo retorted. He was going to punish such treachery in time.

"He'll do the exact same to her. I can handle it, but can she?" Leo was quick to point out. He refused to be the third wheel.

"You think I don't see that she has feelings for him, but he is too thick to notice?! Why should I be part of this piss poor school drama!" His voice grew louder still as he yelled and jumped to stand from his seat.

Grimmauld Place groaned at his outburst, and he was breathing heavily. He gasped raggedly for a moment.

"HE HAS EVERYTHING THAT MATTERS AND VALUES NONE OF IT!"

Leo felt better as neither Sirius nor Remus Lupin said anything; their attention focused on something behind him.

Leo turned.

"Mate."

A low whisper of defeated grief.

A thoroughly miserable Ron stood there at the entryway, his shoulders hung low.

Molly, behind him, covered her mouth, speechless.

Ron seemed to deflate and sag even further.

Leo had nothing to say but to depart quickly and slam his door thunderously before he spelled it for maximum privacy. He was mortified but also felt free!

  Leo stripped naked and watched the sunset in silence. Laying on his bed with his wand, he traced a finger down his seeker build, feeling his muscles. He had prepared himself with the appropriate charms, and his platinum blond locks were back where they belonged.

"Kreacher." He stated that he had given his languid member a cursory stroke. There was a crack.

"When you get a chance. Bring me Lucius Malfoy." His ever-loyal house elf departed with another crack.

That inappropriate charm popped into his head. Leo looked at the massive prick between his legs.

He knew the wand movements... And the inappropriate charm.

He shrugged. Why not?

Tomorrow was the train back to Hogwarts! He only had to endure this awkward situation for a bit longer.

He did the exact movements as he pointed at his right nipple.

"Phallifors!" The spell sent a charge straight to his massive black veined cock.

He repeated it. "Phallifors!" There was something thrilling about using a perverted charm! A naughtiness that surged his prick. A fascination as his nipples slit and became unmistakably the cockhead crowns of a penis that grew out of his body! One after another.

A ripple of skin fell as scrotums plopped one after another and balls swelled inside them. He shivered as the night air lapped against his new pricks.

Now he could have the twins suck him off and still have his main penis to fuck! The possibilities were Boundless. He carefully tapped one of the new testicles and shivered.

His main cock swelled as they steadily grew to the same size. Throbbing and bobbing on his body.

He carefully drew the covers up to his chest.

There was a crack, and Kreacher Lucius was in tow. He nodded and respectfully dismissed his house elf before he drew his attention to Lucius and frowned.

"Ah! Lucius. Sweet Lucius!" The Malfoy had clearly seen better days. No, no, that would not do. Not do at all!

It was clear that the Malfoy Patriarch hadn't been taking care of himself. Leo tisked.

"Lucius, Lucius, Lucius! Are you trying to shame me?" Leo, The Rising Dark Lord, asked dangerously softly and waited for the answer.

There was an awkward silence. "Take off your clothes, " he ordered, and when Lucius stood there, he shook as he leaned on his cane.

Leo flicked his wand and vanished the man's clothes disapprovingly. "You weren't fast enough." He tisked as he lamented.

"And here I was going to promote you." Leo mocked softly. The man had grown lean and looked like he hadn't slept.

"Your previous lord may have abandoned you. I, however, will not. It seems like you can't take care of yourself, Lucius, " Leo stated factually.

"It's alright; I forgive you this negligence. This one time." Was he not a merciful and forgiving lord?"

"I will fix this oversight. Of that make no mistake."

"Come here." Leo commanded with all his authority.

Lucius woodenly walked to him. His cane hit the floor.

"You will go into my bathroom and clean yourself inside and out am I clear?"

Leo grabbed Lucius by the throat, and Lucius shook for a moment and nodded. A shadowy tendril handed Lucius his cane.

If Lucius wanted to act like a puppet, then would his liege lord not have to oblige?

"I assume you know what the Eluo does?" Leo asked, watching as Lucius nodded and sat down.

"Then do so." Leo. He breathed, and the shadows gathered. The darkness uprose. It upwelled and writhed as the night poured into his rooom.

The dark lord sighed. The dark writhed as sinuous winding serpents, with only the bathroom light shining dimly. It moved animate in ways that couldn't be tricks of light.

Leo The Dark Lion shivered in anticipation. Slaying that decrepit bastard, it was undeniable that his power was waxing.

Intoxicating, he was caressed by unseen currents. "Do not forget Lubrico!" Leo chided; the lubrication charm was essential.

He supposed it had been a little too long since Lucius had not been in his presence. It seemed the imperius curse weakened over time.

"Come to your master!" Lucius strode to him, and Leo crooked his finger and patted his bed.

Lucius softly got on his bed, and Leo wrapped his legs around Lucius and kissed him.

Such little dregs of himself as Lucius's lips touched his own and Leo kissed him tenderly.

He had neglected poor old Lucius, his dear sweet Lucius. He tasted the delicious despair tinged with parental hope. Lucius went rigid as his body bucked.

It was a pitiful thing. Withering strength against a lack of sustenance and sleep. A pitiable light in the dark as Leo quickly rolled atop him and locked his mouth over that blighted weakness.

He claimed that mouth as his own, and he sucked. Lucius tried to dislodge him feebly.

Leo sucked again as Lucius went rigid as his body spasmed. For a moment, there was a light that shone briefly through Lucius's throat.

Leo pulled back. Lucius flopped over like a puppet
Leo had made his point. Leo leaned back on his haunches.

Lucius gasped and sat up. He did not speak to make his point self-evident. Lucius Malfoy belonged to him, and he did not have the right to damage his property.

"You do not have the right to harm yourself without my permisson Lucius." He rasped in displeasure. "You WILL sleep, You WILL Eat. You WILL be fit. If you cannot do these things. I will make You."

"You came dangerously close to breaking the vow between us. You WILL not do so again." Leo lightly tapped Lucius's face. "I'll kill you before the vow gets a chance!"

"I spoke truly. Nothing you do will ever be your fault again." Leo tenderly patted Lucius on the cheek,

"A puppet must love those who hold their strings. That is the truth of a puppet's love, and don't ever forget. Its my imperio that allows you a veneer of normalcy! Try it again, and I'll leave you a tremor-wracked, drooling, bedridden mess! Do I make myself clear!" Leo chided pointedly.

"The fault lies with me for thinking you could handle A modicum of independence. Shhh. Lucius." Leo pouted as he softly tapped Lucius's face again.

"I know how I'm going to punish you."

Leo stated gingerly as he gently pushed his fingers and then his hand into Lucius's mouth. He idly played with Lucius's tongue languidly before he withdrew it. Let it slip between his fingers for a moment.

"Leo Malfoy."

"Yes, that has a nice ring to it doesn't it? We'll do the whole song and dance together. A regular old pureblood courtship!"

Leo teased. "You'll be the bride of course! My whore, my Cunt Sheath! isn't that right?" Leo stated.

"Y-yes." Lucius stammered.

"What joyous news!" Leo gasped and kissed him before he wrapped his hands around Lucius's throat and squeezed warningly.

Leo backed off on his haunches, grabbed Lucius's ankles, and lifted his legs.

"Grab your husband's cock and guide it in. Lucius!" Reluctantly, Lucius grabbed Leo's throbbing cock and slowly guided it to his unchristened opening.

"Come fuck yourself on it!" Leo commanded, and Lucius whimpered as he felt the tip against his sensitive arse. He guided it in himself.

A lewd squelching sound as Lucius took his lord's rod into himself. Leo slowly invaded that once unplundered gate.

Lucius spasmed. Leo took a deep, pleasurable sigh. Lucius moved slowly and bucked as Leo pressed against something inside him.

Leo chuckled. "There it is!" Lucius groaned as Leo pulled back, and Lucius leaned forward. Leo's weeping tip remained inside him.

The Dark Lord plunged back into that weeping warmth. The lubrication charm held as Leo glided back into his sheathe!

Leo bottomed out and retreated twice more until he set a racing pace! The sound of flesh meeting flesh picked up as Leo gripped those starving hips and smashed back inside like a battering ram.

Again and again- Lucius cried out as his orgasmic climax caused him to squeeze.

Blackness erupted out of Leo's main cock. The world swirled!

"Get out, all of you!"

Lord Voldemort growled, and his wand flashed forward to curse any death eater who had not vacated his presence!

He had specifically requested nothing notable. Lay low, use low-key removal methods such as sneaking in a sprig of Devil's Snare! WHY THE HELL WAS IT ALL OVER THE DAILY PROPHET!?!

He roared silently! The room quaked, and the tiled floor buckled. The desk exploded, and the parchments atop it burst into flames.

Nagini fled into a corner as she wrapped her coils around her head protectively.

Never had Leo seen Lord Voldemort so enraged by his little stunt. Looks like little old Tomtom was having a hissy fit. He was so unhinged that he didn't even feel Leo right there with him.

Whatever Voldemort had done to mutilate himself already bled the surging anchor away. Now Leo knew for certain. There was a solid connection between them both! He needed a stronger connection! A bigger glimpse.

The connection already began to fade; it wasn't enough. Leo caught glimpses of other places.

A place at Gringotts, he spied a goblet with a badger's crest. He saw the hiding places where he kept both diadem and locket. He felt trapped beneath the floorboards of the weed-ridden old place.

Leo breathed in as pleasure surged through him. He felt himself pulse inside Lucius Malfoy. He practically thrummed inside the Malfoy Patriarch.

Everything was as it should be. "Imperio."

The old curse was melted away by the new one. Lucius breathed a sigh of relief as the unforgivable curse settled pleasantly. His body no longer trembled, and he was whole again.

So that is what it was. Leo dropped his wand onto his pillow.

The imperius curse began to fray and Lucius had declined without it. Leo would take much better care to ensure that it never happened again. There was a certain irony. Lucius was dependent on that unforgivable curse.

Leo rolled his head. He was THE dark lord, and he took care of what was his. "When it begins to loosen, you will come to me," Leo stated eminently.

Leo had never replicated what had been done to Fred and George. Leo easily moved them both about. Leo angled them towards the side of the bed. Lucius's legs in his hands as he laid his middle firmly into Lucius's arse.

As he gingerly leaned into Lucius's ear, he whispered, "It's time that Draco learned about the Malfoy Tradition." Leo smiled in depravity.

You will ensure that Draco is well-supplied. You will slip aphrodisiacs into his medicine and more. Isn't that grand? The long tradition of being an unabashed whore for your master! Dance, dance, command mine puppet strings!"

"Your holes are mine. My first decree, when you return home, is to promptly burn all underthings." Leo exalted and he sighed. His rod still turgid in its latest sheath. Leo lay atop him for a moment.

"Fred, George." He whispered into the shifting dark.

There was an almost immediate cracks as if they were just waiting for their master's call.

Leo breathed in as they had already noticed his new wanting pricks and greedily took each into their mouths. His virgin pricks eagerly defiled by his ravenous business associates.

They had apparently been practicing Leo dimly noted as it sent a charge straight to his cock. Lucius groaned as George opened his fly and his cock wetly flopped out.

Fred's slapped Lucius in the face.

"You didn't think it was just going to be me did you?" Leo shuddered at his asked. Pleasure rose, so much sensation!

As Fred and George lapped at his new pricks. It seemed their position was inverted. More!

He needed so much more! Leo shuddered as his body spasmed in a thunderous climax.

Insensate bliss!

Leo came to as Fred and George passionately kissed, Blackness leaking from their lips. A depraved look of contentment shared on their faces.

Lucius lay unconscious. "Master, We waited for so long." George whispered.

"So long." Fred agreed.

"I am sorry." Leo admitted. Why kind of lord would deny their subjects?

"We need you, " they said in tandem as they took off their clothes and went to the bed.

"We need to feel you inside." Fred said

"It burns, it eats" They pushed him onto his back and got on their haunches and gripped a prick as the positioned themselves. Their arses dripped with lubrication.

They guided the formerly untouched pricks to their arses and sank back wetly.

"Ah." Leo felt the crowns of his phalli breach as they went rigid, and then he slid to the base with a sigh of relief. They touched each other softly and languidly as they kissed, as they slowly lifted each other up just to sink back down.

"Oh." Leo could feel their heartbeats as they quivered and twitched on his chest.

It had to be likewise. Leo climaxed again, It felt so sublime he bucked. as he came again. It felt so intense it went white!

They cried together as the caliginous depths erupted from him. It swept into them like dry land meets the sea.

They sighed, the burning ceased, and everything felt just... Fine.

Leo giggled. He felt like himself more than he had in ages!

Lucius weakly came too, tenderly attempting to disengage. Lucius pulled himself free. Leo moaned as his main prick came free.

Fred and George leaned from their perch and grabbed Lucius by his long lock. He cried out as they dragged his face to Fred's crotch, weeping and ready.

"He needs training." George lamented. Fred nodded as they slapped his face with their throbbing cock

"We have to fix that."Fred agreed. George dismounted and rolled with Lucius to the side.

Fred dismounted and pulled Harry atop him, and the twins grabbed Leo's legs and shimmed their liege to their crotches.

Fred drove his cock into that eager lion's cave. "You don't seem sorry. George responded as he plunged alongside his twin.

Leo was sandwiched between them. The twins dragged Lucius's head like a doll, and Lucius took his main prick into his mouth.

Leo was in his paradise as they crashed against his prostate. Leo arched as he climaxed again. He felt like a sieve through which endless black coursed through. The more he grew, the greater the pressure and the tide as the dark coursed through him.

They switched positions and somewhere within that writhing dark and rutting men.

Leo drifted off to sleep. Nights stretched and passed until it was time for Harry to return to his true home. Hogwarts! He avoided Ronald like the plague, and even Sirius and Remus left him be. He made sure to shrink his new additions on his chest and wore large baggy shirts.

Lucius came like clockwork everynight as they switched him as the owner of the sex shop.

"Nurmengard Castle."

  A familiar voice he couldn't quite place spoke to him, a caress as a twinge like just before a sunburn!

Leo bolted up.

"Kreacher! Take Lucius home!" He cried as Lucius vanished as the elf took him home. He jumped out of bed.

"Go to your rooms!"

he hissed as they suddenly awoke, confused. They, too, nodded blurrily, and with cracks, they were gone.

Leo panicked as he forced the dark back inside. It hurt physically as he pressed it down. Sweat lined his brow as he succeeded.

Dumbledore had come to Grimmauld Place! A fucking sun decided to visit just as dawn approached. Leo was suddenly wide awake.

It scoured him wide awake. He shook and almost hit the ground.

It was worse than when Petunia took a scrub brush to him that one time Dudley came home with lice!

He was gonna enjoy blasting that rude bastard right into the afterlife! He trembled and swayed at the pain and discomfort.

Leo found his wand, cleaned it, and got ready for the train. He flung spells as he cursed in discomfort.

He did not enjoy Dumbledore's excruciating presence.

Leo reluctantly started packing. He pulled on a t-shirt and looked down. He tapped his pricks on his chest.

"Reducio!"

His chest pricks shrank to nipple size, and he was grateful for the layers of clothing shielding him from the painful aura!

Leo cleaned again and again to ensure everything was clean and pristine. He didn't want to leave a single trace of himself behind.

A tear slid down his face as he looked at the bathroom. The realization that this was probably the last time he'd be here hit him harshly.

He had Lucius now! Still... It would not do to give the game away at the last minute. Leo Malfoy could not remain here, not with... Doing regrettable things that he wished to avoid.

He would not be back for a long while, if ever! He could feel it in his bones. It was not that he couldn't return but that he would not. Remus and Sirius would be fine as they always would, and he got what he wanted.

... That Harry be remembered fondly. He spoke aloud the animagus incantation. "Amato Animo Animato Animagus!" As he did every day with his wand over his heart.

There would be no secondary heartbeat! There could be no animal that could handle the waxing might of a dark lord!

The rest was between breakfast and hurrying to the Platform for the train back to Hogwarts.

He shivered at the heightened security at the train stations—Aurors and hit wizards from the moment they arrived. Reluctantly, he hugged his dads.

He almost broke down, but that would not do. It would be a dishonor to The Boy Who Lived!

He beamed and hurried onto the train posthaste, avoiding Hermione and Ronald altogether. The last compartment is right next to the loo. He hurriedly stashed his trunk there before he hid in the loo.

He held his breath as he heard voices near his train coach. The voices seemed to pass.

He let out that breath, and then a pair of arms slid around him.
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