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A Prince in Lion's Clothing	By : Sablesilverrain Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Tom Views: 36570 -:- Recommendations : 7 -:- Currently Reading : 9
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The Gornells and the initiate entered the room, and Ragnok bowed, then sat down.

The three goblins formed a triangle around the boy, then began a chant.

Harry awoke, and began moving, thrashing around in an effort to shake off the goblins’ magic.

The initiate moved to physically restrain him, and grabbed his shoulders, forcing him down to the floor.

She began to glow, indicating that she was using her spiritual power to help keep him down, and Ragnok watched her as she held him down. He understood why this needed to be done, but it was hard, still, to watch one his nation counted as friend be treated so. To have a goblin subdue him physically was hard to watch. Even a Gornell initiate needed to use their body sometimes. Spiritual power was great, but when a wizard fought the ritual, it was not enough.

She held him down, and the Gornells’ voices rose as they called upon the ancestors, asking for strength and assistance in purifying the mind of a person who had no wish to be bound to another’s will.

Ragnok added his silent petition for a successful and painless purification.

Harry chose that moment to begin screaming in both agony and rage, and Ragnok bowed his head to truly pray.

*****

Harry lay on the floor, trembling, crying and gasping for air, as his body recovered from the ritual’s aftermath and the after-effects of the potion working its way out of him.

Ragnok came up beside him as the Gornells had left. “Are you well now, young Lord Gryffindor?”

Harry’s breath hitched, but he choked back a sob and nodded. “I will be. Ragnok, I said and did such awful things, I—How can I ever beg forgiveness for what I’ve done?”

Ragnok sighed. “Those that truly mattered will forgive you if your regret is sincere. They will understand. You did not mean for any of it to happen.” He said comfortingly, handing Harry his clothes.

“I was aware the whole time of what I was doing.” Harry whispered, dressing himself.

Ragnok nodded. “That potion is illegal for many reasons, that being one of them. It is a horrible thing to do to anyone, especially because the mind is lucid while under another’s control. If it is kept on for more than a month, it has been known to cause irreversible madness. But it is over now, and you are free of it.” He said. “The person who gave it to you will find themselves in Azkaban in short order. We will testify on your behalf if you call us to do so.” He offered.

Harry nodded. “It might come to that. Thank you.”

“We are happy to help you.” Ragnok said. “Come, your father and mate wish to see you.”

Harry stopped him. “If we do call you to testify, you will have to leave out anything about me being Lord Gryffindor. We are using that as an alias for Lord Slytherin, to keep Dumbledore unaware of who he is.”

Ragnok nodded. “We can keep that secret. I will come myself if it comes to that. Goblins are immune to Veritaserum, and I will be willing to lie for you. You have proven yourself an honest man in most things, the deceit must be necessary.”

“It is. Thank you.” Harry said.

Ragnok smiled. “It is our pleasure to help you, young Lord Gryffindor.” He assured the teen.

Harry and Ragnok left the room, and Severus was the first to reach Harry, hugging him tightly. “Oh, Harrison, it’s good to see you well again. I’m so sorry that happened to you.” He whispered into Harry’s ear.

Harry hugged him back and sighed. “It was horrible. But I’m better now, and I will keep a closer eye on my bracelet. It tried to warn me, but… I was stupid.”

Severus pulled away and held him by the shoulders, looking into his eyes. “You were being a Gryffindor. They never do use their common sense. I’m convinced most of them don’t even have any to speak of.” He groused.

Harry laughed. “That actually might be true. I’m going to let my Slytherin side have more say from now on.” He promised.

Harry looked at Tom. “Hey.”

Tom grabbed him, pulled him close, and kissed him.

Harry tensed for a second at the manhandling, but was able to quash that impulse and melted into the kiss, sighing.

“I refuse to lose you! Never do that to me again.” He said vehemently once he broke the kiss.

Harry smiled. “I don’t plan to, trust me. Oh! Severus, there’s a marriage contract between me and Ginny! I signed it!” He said worriedly.

Severus smirked. “But I did not. If a Prince with a living parent signs a marriage contract, it is invalid unless their parent signs as their witness. It will be fine, it is just paper with words on it, it means absolutely nothing without my signature.” He assured Harry, who sighed in relief.

“What about your Mum?” Harry asked, confused.

“They eloped. That is why she was disowned.” Severus told him.

“Oh. Hey, Severus, do you know a castration spell?” Harry asked conversationally.

“A dark one, and I am not letting you cast it on Weasley in front of Dumbledore. As much as the boy deserves it, you don’t need to get revenge in front of the leader of the light. Revenge will be private, over the summer. You will get it; you just have to wait.” Severus told him.

Harry sighed. “Fine.” He said. “Oh.” He flushed. “Sorry about kicking you in the balls.”

Severus narrowed his eyes. “You are grounded until the end of the school year.”

“What’s that even mea—”

“No Hogsmeade.” Severus told him.

Harry’s eyes widened. “That’s not fair! I was under the potion!”

“Or I could kick you, would you prefer that?” Severus snapped. “It is still tender, even now. You are grounded.”

Harry groaned. “Fine, I’ll take the grounding.”

“Good choice. We are going back to the school. You will face your former friends, and they will answer for their sins. Then they will be held in the ministry until their trial. They will go to Azkaban; we just need to find the rest of the potion. Luckily, Legilimency is an easy way to find it as well as where they got the recipe. It is very hard to come by.” Severus told him. “We will deal with them, then you will apologise to your true friends and things will be set right. They will forgive you; they are loyal and were very worried for you.”

“Alright.”

“Let’s go back.” Severus turned to Tom. “You may return home. We will see you later.”

“First,” Tom turned to Harry. “The Triwizard cup will be a portkey. You will come to me, bring Viktor Krum and I will offer him a place in my ranks. Hermione will be happy to know he will be safe from me. We will spin a pretty tale of Voldemort’s return and you will tell Dumbledore. Then I can put some plans into motion. There will be little death, don’t worry. We just need my return to be made public.” He said.

Harry nodded. “Alright, I’ll bring you Viktor.” He said.

Tom kissed him once more. “Be safe. I will see you soon.”

“See you later. Oh, and don’t kill Wormtail. I want him as a birthday present.” Harry said.

Tom frowned. “Alright, I’m not even going to ask. He will be alive for your birthday.” He promised, then left.

“Come, we will Floo directly from Ragnok’s office to Dumbledore’s.” Severus said.

Ragnok led them to his office and bowed. “We will see you, Lord Gryffindor. Don’t let this happen again. Watching you struggle against the ritual was hard on me. You are my favourite human.” He admitted.

Harry laughed. “And you’re my favourite goblin. See you!” He left.

He got to Dumbledore’s office to see Ron and Ginny bound and awake.

They both glared at him as Severus returned.

Harry glared right back. “Why did you do it?” He asked them both.

“You need to stop hanging out with mini Death Eaters! They’ll lead you right into You-Know-Who’s hands! They’re not your friends! Not like we are!” Ron shouted.

“Friends?! Friends don’t as good as poison the people they claim to care about!” Harry told them. “What about you, Ginny? Was it all about the Slytherins?”

Ginny had tears in her eyes. “I want to marry you! I look just like your mum, you look like your dad, we’re a perfect match!”

“I do look like my dad.” Harry said. “My real body looks just like Severus.”

Ginny made a face.

“And even if I was interested in girls, what makes you think I’d want you? I have someone I plan to marry. He’s Thomas Harding, Lord Gryffindor. He’s a better catch than you, by far.” Harry told her. “That’s all I had to say to them.” He told Severus.

Severus stepped up to Ron. “This may hurt, but we need to know where to find the rest of the potion. Let me in, and this might not hurt very much.” He said, then cast his spell and dug around in Ron’s mind. “Thank you. Unfortunately, that did not tell me where you got the recipe.” He turned to Ginny. “Your turn.” He repeated the procedure, and pulled back out, frowning. “Lip-locker, and it was cast by someone who can keep me out. That narrows it down to four Slytherins. I will find out which it was.”

He and Harry left the office and retrieved the rest of the potion, bringing it to Dumbledore’s office. “You may now call the Aurors, Albus.” Severus told him.

Minerva watched as the Aurors came and took the two students and the potion away. “It’s a sad day for Gryffindor House.” She said. “They will probably go to Azkaban for this.”

Severus nodded. “I intend to see that they do.”

Dumbledore sighed. “Severus, surely they can be given a second chance—”

“This was their second chance! They have terrorized my son! Either you expel them now, or Harry will be withdrawn from the school. Right now.” Severus snapped.

Dumbledore looked pained, but signed the forms expelling them both.

Severus turned to Harry. “Find your friends. Make amends and explain what happened. I will see you later on. Come visit after dinner.”

Harry nodded. “I will. Love you.”

“And I, you. Be safe, Harrison.” Severus said. As Harry left, he turned to Dumbledore. “If one more student causes problems for my son, both he and I will leave this school.”

Minerva gasped. “Severus, you are the best Potions Master in this area! The youngest ever to receive their Mastery!” She protested.

Severus nodded once. “So you know how badly you need me.” He said to her, then turned back to Dumbledore. “You have been warned. You will get no others.” He said, then left without a backward glance.

Minerva sighed. “We need to keep a close eye on Harry and make sure he has no more problems with the students. Severus does not make idle threats.” She said.

Dumbledore hummed. “Yes, we do need to keep an eye on him. Very closely indeed.”

*****

Harry found Hermione and Viktor in the library, and sat down across from Hermione. “I'm sorry, Mione. I could see and hear everything I was doing.”

Hermione smiled. “It’s alright, I forgive you. You didn’t mean any of it.” She said.

Harry shook his head. “No, I didn’t. Any idea where Neville is?”

Hermione pointed toward the back of the library. “He’s with Theo.” She said.

“Great.” Harry waved to them both, getting waves back and a friendly smiled from Viktor, and headed further in. He found Neville and Theo working on something, heads close together as they talked. He cleared his throat. “Neville?”

Neville looked up. “Harry! You're back! Are you okay now?”

Harry nodded. “Yes. I’m sorry for what I did under the potion. I didn’t mean to hurt you.” He said.

“Water under the bridge.” Neville said. “You wouldn’t have done that if you had been thinking straight.”

“No, I wouldn't have.” Harry agreed.

“Want to come study with us?” Neville offered.

“Actually, I was going to find Draco and—”

“No, you’re not.” Theo interrupted.

Harry frowned. “What?” He asked.

“You’re not going to find Draco. He's in the come-and-go room. With the twins.” He explained.

Harry flushed at the insinuation. “Oh.”

“Yeah.” Theo said. “So go get your things, come back here, and work on Transfiguration with us.” He told Harry. “You can talk to Draco when the three of them resurface.”

Harry chuckled. “Yeah, that sounds like a plan. Be right back.” He went to go get his bag.
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