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Tarnished Lion	By : InvidiaRed Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 61072 -:- Recommendations : 10 -:- Currently Reading : 14
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"Harry"
Hermione Granger whispered. "Ah."
Leo sighed it was early the common room empty. He was switching up so others would not hamper his house elf contingency.
"Yes, Hermione?" Leo retorted as he turned to face her. She looked tried, worried. Frazzled. Frizzled even!
Perfect.
She could not be at her best. The greatest witch of the age wasn't on her A game. Being a Prefect and her little self-defense club was doing a number on her. Her shoulders were tense. There were dark circles beneath her eyes.
Leo smiled fondly. The entrance to the common room was within reach.
She pursed her lips. "Did you sneak out last night?" Leo did not commit.
"Are you asking or are you fishing Hermione?" Leo quipped.
"That spell was complicated." Leo nodded. He didn't have the heart to tell her that the general counter spell could terminate most single spells. That'd be cruel.
He had grown past such... Paltry magic. Taking down a lord...
"It was." He affirmed. Let her give him detention.
"Harry" She started. "Shouldn't you be studying for the Ordinary Wizarding Level? Leo responded softly, he had not intention of letting her collect herself. She was simply that dangerous. Of everybody besides Dumbledore. She was the candidate that had the potential to wreck his plans...
He did not intend to give her the opportunity. An image of his blasting her straight into the afterlife raced across his mind's eye.
"I am!"
Keep her off balance! She was book smart but she couldn't make the leaps he could! Leo felt off for taking advantage of her. This was a nice moment. Harry lamented internally, It seemed prefect was a admirable ask of her! More importantly it kept her out of trouble! That was the secret of the deposed Trio! It was Hermione who learned the rules solely to circumvent them.
"Hermione, Do you think the definition of Switching Spells will come up during O.W.L?" Leo asked. She gawked at him and prepared to answer as she drew herself.
There was the sound of footsteps, The moment she turned her head, His wand twirled in his hand as the disillusionment charmed washed over him. He took a moment to study his bushy haired friend. There was still affection there but it would be a mistake. It was for Harry. Not Leo the boy who never left that graveyard.
Was it guilt? Remorse? Leo wondered as he stepped through the threshold from the Gryffindor common room and vanished into Hogwarts.
"Potter!" rasped a voice as he went to the bathroom with his stuff in his off hand.
The disillusionment charm had faded as Leo gripped the handle. There was that git with platinum blond hair. Draco was dishelved and it looked like he hadn't been sleeping.
A small silver I badge pinned next to his prefect badge. "Yes, Draco?" He answered as he swung the door wide open. He knew prefects could take points.
Draco shuffled his weight from one foot to another. There was a hesitancy there. Draco didn't quite meet his eyes.
"Detention! Tonight!" Draco rasped. Leo blinked in confusion. He'd always known whatever scheme Umbridge had in mind had to progress at somepoint.
Leo shrugged. "Okay, Draco thank you?" Draco's gaze kept straying lower and Leo couldn't help but smirk.
His crotch was rather pride-inspiring.
"Theodore told me where to find you." Draco's face hardened. Was... Draco...Jealous? Leo half a mind to punish Theodore for it but the encounter in the train sent a jolt to his cock.
"You coming? Leo swung his hand wide in invitation. Draco looked at him strangely. Draco took a step and then there was the sound of multiple foot steps.
Draco suddenly scurried off. Leo felt a tug, he knew who was coming.
"Hey! Business Partner! Two red heads turned the corner. Fred and George.
Leo rolled his eyes as they strolled in. The door locked securely behind them.

Leo approved seeing naked skin. "There's someone missing!" Leo pouted as he watched Fred and George rid themselves of those unwanted clothes.
"Dear Kreacher" Leo bade respectfully. There was a crack an the wizened house elf appeared.
"Fetch me Lucius if you aren't busy." Leo asked his house elf politely nodded and bowed with utmost respect with a crack his wizened houself vanished.
"You two!" He pointed to his twins naked and waiting.
"Lucius is so needy. Can I count on you to assist my whore? He's gonna be busy so if you can help it would be appreciated!" Fred and George nodded.
"I do have to ask you too. Your preperations are ready? This term is going to be spicy. We may need to leave at any point... Abruptly."
Fred and George nodded eagerly as the closed in on his sides. His head trembled. He could feel it the onset of something...
Eagerly he raised his arms as they pull off his shirt. He undid the charms that miniaturized the cocks on his chest.
Fred and George kissed each other and wrapped their opposite arms around his waist as they smiled and took a prick of his in their eager mouths.
Beneath the rotting and decrepit floorboards and roaming inferi.
He laid displayed on a pedestal beneath the streets, beneath the trees where only goblins see.
All that glitter was not as gold. But here...
Dead Silence among polished baubles, but that which wasn't dead could eternal lie. Hufflepuff's lost prize. Leo could see it! Leo could read the writing upon the entrance. A family motto!
Corvus oculum corvi non eruit! Carved wand deep and gilded strong.
What strange eons! To live as even death may die! O Child of Wizards, There is a greater prize my dear. To live forever is a noble endeavor, but one must strive to go beyond such paltry ambitions.
The glory of decay, of despair. To bud at at last! At last! Amortal!
Admist yon tender mortal blooms! What fools among this mortal garden be! For what difference is there between stillness and inanimate?
To that which never was?
That which is not alive can never die! To mimic a life path with such lying eyes!
Leo laid entwined, With the bones of Tom Riddle's father. Leverage! Leverage! Dig it up! Dig it up!
Reject thy sodden trod for a greater prize! To go further still! The skeleton gripped him as the world spun...
He heard it then! The sound! The sound that made his blood run cold!
That horrid sucking. That dreadful gasping! How close had he'd come to ceasing to exist!
It swirled disorienting and suddenly Leo was again at his prize.
Azkaban!
"Kneel!" Leo bade and with a knife. He sliced cleanly, A dementor's cowl.

"Master?"
Asked Fred. "Master?" Asked George as they looked at him. He waved them off as the vision ceased. As he took his place in the middle between them.
He enjoyed the warmth of the water. He idly touched them and they caressed them in return. He admired their Beater physique, the strong muscles.
"You know, Angelica Johnson might be quite taken with you." Leo started, he was not a heartless bastard. "If you do, I expect children Fred. Marriage the works." Leo wanted them safe and happy.
"Your business partner will continue to reassure you both our meetings will continue." Leo finished as he turned to stare at George. As he cupped George's face. Leo kissed him softly. Leo could leave at any time but he wanted to leave correctly.
The Dark Lion realized something, He needed Tommy, his little locket. A smile grew on his face. He knew how to punish Lucius.
Languid, Leo continued his idle bathing and touching of Fred and George as there was a crack as Kreacher returned.
Leo's smile widened as he stood up and let the hot water cascade down his frame. His arms widened

"Put Lucius through his paces." He smiled malevolently as he looked at Fred and George.
There was a crack, and his smile widened. Time to put dear Lucius through his paces!
"Dear Kreacher, I require your aid for a brief moment, I have a need of a locket."

Leo always felt better after a hot bath and being squeaky clean.
A quick trip to the chamber of secrets and its swayed upon his neck a bit before he was back.
The sound of sex, sent a charge through his cocks. The sound of flesh on flesh as Lucius served his purpose on being acquainted with Fred and George. What greater joy could Lucius possibly have?
What greater proof of service could a servant possibly provide. He waited till the semen was dripping from his holes before he clapped and congratulated Fred and George.
"Camaraderie is such a virtue. Lucius." Leo waved off Fred and George who bathed quickly. Lucius looked up at him on naked on his knees. As Leo cupped his face adoringly.
"Oh Lucius. This is definitely a start. Baby steps and all." Leo petted his head for a moment before using his finger to catch the rest of the semen and pushed his finger into Lucius's mouth.
"We'll start slow work you back up into my graces. You just aren't... Wanton enough. You just aren't whorishly lewd enough. I require an insatiable sheathe. You'll work your body back into tip top shape." Leo removed his finger.
"You will have extensive and explicitly detailed notes of every item in the shop. You'll use Pig, in fact you will bring him with you and underneath your robes. You'll wear what I dictate."
S-S-Severus will find out, h-he is Draco's godfather." Leo frowned for a moment as he patted. "Shh... Your husband will take care of everything." Leo promised. "You are my sheathe after all."
"Tell Me Lucius, What did I tell you." Leo kissed those lips and whispered in his ear.
"Say it loud." Leo patted his head affectionally. "I'll even croon it in your ear."
"Remember Lucius. I think I'll make you repeat it everyday. Your most fervent prayer say the words Lucius." The Dark Lion ordered.
"Give up thy burden of choice, of will. From this day forward, Nothing will ever be your fault. For you belong to something greater! You belong to me! Say these words to your husband beloved. Your Grand Renunciation" Leo placed his hand on the back of Lucius's neck.
"I-... I give up my burden of choice, Of Will. From this day f-forward." Lucius stumbled. "Nothing will ever be my fault. For I belong to something greater. I belong to my husband beloved."
Lucius finished.
Leo patted the top of his head as Lucius went lax. Lucius's Grey eyes went wide and unfocused. For a moment. Then Lucius clung to him, Like a drowning man clung to flotsam. Lucius for all his faults had sense enough to know whom gave him a second chance.
"I think you only stumbled because the words are so unused to you. Next time. I expect it perfectly, Or you will repeat them on parchment and in person at least a thousand times. Until its memorized right down to your soul." Leo warned softly. They bathed and Leo sent them all on their way.

He scrawled a hasty note for the captain of the Quidditch team. It would not do to be idle. Everybody was plotting one thing or another. Severus had to be dealt with. He'd always known it would come to this eventually.
Learning Severus was a godfather was a bit much. Leo enjoyed the feeling of tommy about his neck. I cast my enemy down Tommy boy. Leo teased with his thoughts.
It was time for him to make some moves of his own. He sent another owl to Minerva McGonagall. Informing her of his detention, he would not mistreat her. Part of him realized that her hands were firmly tied by whatever web Umbridge thought she was building.
He still felt the injustice of it though. He adored her he did! Leo's thoughts stopped as he drew his fingers though his black hair.
For a moment his mind blanked as he started over despite the flying owls about the owlery. I knew you would Tommy replied.
Smoke rose unmistakably from Hagrid's hut. He sent the owl off as he heart thundered in his chest as he made his way down the steps and tried not to trip over the icy remnants of winter. The Diadem? The Dark Lion asked and the locket. Shuddered, Yours.
We will test that theory later we have much to catch up on Tommy. Leo grinned wordlessly as he stepped closer towards the half giant's hut.
Finally! Hagrid had returned as he did his best not to break into a sprint as he exited the owlery and made straight for Hagrid's hut!
Hagrid was home at last!
The grass crunched beneath his feet as the footfalls. He approached Hagrid's hut and his heart fluttered in his chest.
Someone was indeed in Hagrid's Hut! Leo hastily stopped to make sure he was presentable.
It would not do for Hagrid to see him messy. Well... At least not too messy.
He was doing this solo now. Ronald was far too unreliable. Hermione possibly could be relied on but her piss poor taste in Ronald made him question her choices.
He stilled for a moment. He could trust the locket... It was a quite yet insidious thought.
Did he trust that thinking thing? Why did it feel so... So familiar and yet unknown.
Leo did not know... But there was a way to find out.
What were the odds that information wasn't in the restricted section? Leo would reckon it would be pretty damn high.
Dumbledore wasn't the type to let something like that be accessible. It would be there. Leo guessed.
Gryffindor tower was within close view of West Tower. The Headmaster's Tower protruding from the side.
He knocked and after a few heartbeats. Hagrid opened the door!

"Hagrid!" Leo hugged and he smiled.

Hagrid let him in. As he pressed a frozen length of steak to his swollen eye. Leo had never been so happy to see another person's. The conversation flowed freely and for a time. Leo almost felt normal.
Hagrid had been assailed by giants! Giants! If Leo found any it was on sight. For awhile, just a little while Leo felt normal and then with a knock on the door insistent and unwanted. The atmosphere shattered.
"Out the back." Hagrid mouthed before he turned. "Coming!" Leo ducked out towards the back as the disillusionment charm settled obscuring him from view and then he was out of Hagrid's hut.
Leo retreated.
Tell me Tommy what would you bet that Dumbledore would hide away confiscated books in the head master's? He pointed towards the headmaster's tower.
I would wager safely. Unless you want to check the restricted section?
Leo shook his head. Too obvious and Dumbledore would be sure to watch it. The thought continued as he had his locket advisor and the rest of the day swam by. Classes drifted by and Leo did his classwork without complaint.
Until the Sunset and Malfoy never let him out of his sight, As if he was the one with authority.

Leo followed Draco.
Located in the passage of the fouls, near the history of magic classroom. Old pain.
Stale torment drifted here contained but still vivid. Torture was done here. Suffering lingered on his tongue.
Sticky Sweet. Hurting flesh, the memories of bruises tingled upon his skin. It was a blessing! So like the Sirius's place!. Leo did his best to not tremble as the sat his bag on a desk.
Homework was all but finished but that didn't mean he couldn't get started. Leo tingled as he spread his thighs. Leo heard the door lock. Its fastening quite an unusual tell.
He raised a brow but said nothing as sat there content to wait.
What did dear old Draco want? he wondered as he grabbed his quill and some parchment and began to put his quill in the ink well. His hand began to scrawl on the parchment.
The difference was palpable, Leo had no intention of breaking the silence. "This is detention!" Draco started, "You will do as I say!"
Leo cleaned off his quill. "Do you feel like you are in a position of control Draco?" Leo was thankful for the silence.
"I ask you again Draco. Do you feel... Like you are in control?"
Leo's eyes glinted Avada Kadavra green. Leo felt that he was too soft hearted and he could swear the locket was suspiciously laughing.
His wand was in his hand as a spell splashed against his shield charm. It rippled like water its force dispersed harmlessly.
"Flipendo!" Leo bade and the jinx smashed right through Draco's Malfoy's hastily cast shield. Sending him to the ground and his wand flying with a wooden clatter. The sound of it rolling further from Draco was inordinately loud.
Leo gave a palpable sigh as he sat there and put his hand under his chin boredly for a moment. Before he got to his feet.
"You don't get to be jealous Draco." Leo remarked. " I even asked."
Leo attempted to take a non threatening step. Draco attempted o scramble for his wand. Leo flicked his wand sending Draco's beyond Draco's reach. It clattered again.
"Enough Draco. Enough." Leo muttered darkly as he smiled as he advanced on Draco. "You might be a jealous doubting thing but fortunately for the both of us."
Draco's eyes snapped as Leo grabbed his trousers' pull tab. His fingertips found purchase as he clasped it. Leo put his wand away in its holster.
"Your body is the one that is Honest." Leo took his time as Draco's gaze was drawn to his crotch. Leo effortlessly cupped it from view. Leo heard a whine and he smiled.
It was good to be... Needed.
For what higher purpose could Draco have? Leo beamed.
"Beg." Leo bade simply.
He heard Draco gulp. It was a start, a teeny tiny step but Draco had earned this himself and he would always deserve it. Leo wasn't going to stop until all Malfoys were remolded into what he desired. Every last flicker of resistance stamped out. Every last twinkle of shame and guilty purged into nonexistence
His Whore and his Whoreson. Leo could hardly wait.
"Tisk, Tisk... Draco." Leo teased as he turned away. He swayed his hips a bit as he felt his own hefty, own dark girth. He palmed his dark cocked and delighted in the tingle of pleasure as it slowly woke.
Before he opened his hand up high as he lazily looked over his shoulder.
With the biggest shite eating grin. Green eyes bored into grey. Leo teased.
"Beg, Or." Leo made the zipper move audibly. "Make your choice. Or don't Draco Malfoy."
"You will not play these games with Me." Leo turned his head straight as he took a step away.
Leo moved to take another step away. "Please." The sound of defeat was ever so sweet.
"Oh?" Leo looked over his shoulder. "Did you say something My Draco?" Leo asked innocently.
"Potter... Please." Leo kept his face from moving. "Alright Draco, You win... This time. But... Next time. You will be on your knees."
Leo turned to face him and Draco's eye's went straight to his cock and its glistening darkness. Draco came at him as he hesitantly lapped at his engorged cock.
Some carrot before the stick. A look of bliss crossed Draco's face. "Its good isn't it?" Leo rasped as the blackness began to flow.
How delightful that caliginous joy, That which seeped, That which slid beneath flesh and bone. Oil slick upon a riverbed.
He stared suddenly up into eyes of green, He stared down into noble grey eyes. As it swirled and danced through vein, through heart into pillars...
Into foundations.
Ecstasy in dark exaltation. Leo blinked, Draco Malfoy had toppled to the side and Leo sighed. "Pathetic."
Still...
Leo reluctantly tucked himself in. Draco was just... Leo opened a hand and a tendril of shadow placed Draco's wand in his hand.
The Dark Lion cleaned them both up and before placing it in Draco's hand. Leo stopped and then he looked at the Malfoy's stupor.
"Nothing is free Draco." Leo admonished as he drew his wand from its dragon skin holster and placed it at Draco's temple and then he pulled. Silvery strands came free. Interest if nothing else.

Leo watched as Draco came out of his stupor. He checked his bag and made sure everything was where it should be. "Goodnight Draco."
The Dark Lion practically purred as the disillusionment charm washed over him and he vanished from sight and he departed down a hall and he stilled. "Potter Wait."
He really should get back to his common room. His foot falls slowed.
But... Now would be the best time to see the potion room as he slinked past patrols with ease. Leo had gotten good with that charm as the door held fast.

Leo frowned for a moment. The dark lion tapped the threshold as he breathed in and let it out slowly.
Someone had spelled the door shut. His heart began to pump as he realized what it meant.
Severus Snape.
Leo looked around for a long moment. What was that spell again? Ah! He remembered that half blood prince! He'd peruse it again for other spells.
"Muffliato!" Buzzing rippled through his ears. He could back off... But this might be his only chance! It would be foolish of him to squander this chance where Dumbledore was nowhere to be found. He could do this!
Dumbledore might not give him another! Leo slid his personal wand and drew one from his collection. It would not do to have someone to search his wand like in the past.
It was one of the aurors he had collected. Severus Snape had this coming for ages!
"Finite." It was a hearty wand inflexible but it obeyed all the same. His general countercharm smashed into whatever enchantment barred his way. The door groaned as his lordly strength caused the spells that held him at bay buckled beneath the strain.
Leo quickly closed the door behind him. There before a cauldron was none other than that greasy git. The Dark Lion stalked from the side.

Severus Snape kept his full attention brewing a potion. Due Diligence, a single moment of inattention could prove disastrous. With the toady bitch asking for it. She was a ministry official no less and Snape did not trust her!
A breeze tickled the back of his neck and drew his attention.

He had warded the door!

Reluctantly he turned his head. His wand was at the ready.
His potion ingredient store had been raided. Someone was going to get detention! The potion was in a stable state as he tapped the laddle so the mixture would mature. Gooseflesh raced down his arm.
A sinking feeling settled in his gut. The door to his office was lazily open. He took a step and froze. He knew that buzzing sound. His own spell? It had been ages since... He scrawled that spell into the potion book. He would have it back! It was not safe for children!
Severus Snape frowned. His office was where the expensive potion ingredients were. The room was dimly lit because the potion was too sensitive.
"Colloportus!"
Snape snapped and the door to his office slammed shut with a squelching sound. He would deal with the troublesome student later.
A hiss began to issue from the potion.
Severus turned and nearly stumbled as whatever he stepped coiled around his leg and pulled taunt.
Severus was about to cast when there was a sickening lurch as a horrid shadow snapped the little finger on his wand hand. Pain thundered up his arm as raw nausea almost made him double over as it not only dragged his broken little digit back. Another lurch as his ring finger joined with a bone breaking crunch.
Snape attempted to move his arm and found whatever had arrested his foot had spread to hold his body firm.
His thumb shattered suddenly before he could cast relashio or maybe even expecto patronum.
His heart thundered in his chest as he dimly heard his wand clatter woodenly to the classroom floor and audibly roll into the spreading darkness.
"Ah! URGH!"
As the the tendril of shadow slowly tugged against his broken finger a constant agonizing pressure.
Severus Snape grunted as sweat began to drip as he fought the entangling strand. At first he could match it as he tensed and fought the pain as the pressure continued to mount, his shoulder began to tire and then he grunted as his arm was forced back.
His elbow groaned against the strain as it was forced him to face his cauldron. Pressure and pain made him bow as it wrenched his arms and fingers as he knelt.
He resisted as he cried out as the buzzing filled his ear and he cursed loudly as his head was forced into the cauldron. He could hear the blood thundering in his ears as he saw his own reflection in the viscous material.
Maturing and stable at least for the moment.
A potion ingredient was unceremoniously dropped in and splashed his face and the potion began to burn. Severus couldn't wriggle free, he couldn't move as whatever had been dropped in erased his reflection with an energetic bubbling.
It was going to explode! His potion was going to explode so close to his face he couldn't survive!
The last thing Severus heard was a shield charm that snapped into existence entombing his head scant an inch from his face as the potion destabilized and grew viciously volatile. Snape screamed as he felt his bladder loosen. For a moment, his potion base shone star bright.
With a glass shattering crescendo and a resounding room breaking, castle shaking, cauldron shrapnel spewing eruption unfolded as the mixture detonated.
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