Crimson Ink | By : Blackkitten23 Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 61620 -:- Recommendations : 7 -:- Currently Reading : 18 |
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(I’m thinking)
“I’m speaking”
Pairing: Yaoi M/M, Harem – top Harry x bottom de-aged Severus / Tom / Lucius
Last Time:
Myrtle floated down through the floors and sat on the head of a giant basilisk “there’s good news Debora, Tom is alive. Lets hope he had some sense knocked into him” the massive serpent hissed in agreement.
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Harry’s green eyes snapped open after escaping from a nightmare and he bolted upright covered in cold sweat gasping for air. As his breathing steadied he noticed he was back in the very soft bed …
“how did I get back here?… magic maybe?” Harry pondered a moment before leaping out of the bed as if it was on fire and quickly made the bed. In his mind he was sure he’d be in trouble if he was caught and now he wanted to start getting on these peoples good side. While standing on his tiptoes he reached up and turned the doorknob. A spark of fear zipped through him when the door creaked open, but after a few it became clear that no one heard so he relaxed.
First job … learn the layout …
The young boy stepped out of the room and looked around “this place is huge … I wish I had my glasses” he mumbled softly. What he didn’t realize was the glasses only helped a little, but were actually no where near the prescription he needed. Not that his poor eyesight stopped him from exploring the vast mansion, but as he took note of each room he heard people talking downstairs and hid behind a vase as he listened …
“are you sure you want to leave before breakfast, Lucius?” asked a woman Harry remembered being called Narcissa.
“yes, the scan for any dark magic should’ve been completed yesterday and yet those fools at the Ministry haven’t contacted us” Lucius said clearly irritated with this Ministry. Harry made a mental note of that for the future.
“it’s no surprise really. Peter removed the only thing of value and now they’re scared shitless” Harry could almost hear the smirk on the woman’s face “but please Lucius, don’t let them bring her back”
Lucius chuckled “don’t worry, that portrait won’t return. The frame had some sort of dark magic so I can argue for them to keep it if they pay for everything those idiots destroyed. They just need to separate my mother from the frame and we know how that will go” Harry gulped at the harsh tone and made a note to never make this man angry.
“oh good” Narcissa breathed a sigh of relief “Bells gave me her key so I’m going to the bank to quickly pick up the Hufflepuff cup for Tom-oh Peter, what are you doing? You should be resting love” Harry heard what sounded like two people kissing and concluded that Narcissa and Peter are a couple.
“I’m going to go and grab the Guant ring and the locket Tom mentioned”
“ok, you will be very careful, right?” Narcissa said softly. Harry got the feeling they were hugging, but he heard another person enter the room …
“he’ll be fine. I told him how to counter both curses so he just needs to grab them” Harry perked up as he recognized Tom’s voice “then Sev will just need to grab the diadem. He floo called a minute ago saying he’ll drop by with potions for Harry around dinner time and that he’ll try to find the diadem in between classes”
“if this goes smoothly then you’ll have nearly all of your soul put together” Lucius said.
“it’s the last piece that concerns me, but we’ll see what happens. I’ll stay here with Harry and Draco. I can’t do much with my magic slowly draining away just keeping my form up” said Tom.
Harry peeked out from his hiding place as he heard the shuffling of feet and saw that blonde blur step into the fireplace. The blur, who he assumed was Lucius, said something like ‘Ministry’. The small boy clapped a hand over his mouth to keep from gasping in fear as the man disappeared in a rush of green fire. It was horrifying, but Harry slowly calmed down when Narcissa repeated the same action with a weird word that sounded like ‘Gringotts’ and disappeared. He noticed no one seemed concerned that two people were consumed by fire so what was going on?
Peter sighed “good thing Voldemort put these horcruxes in isolated locations. I prefer Apparating over floo any day”
“you’re one of the few who do” Tom muttered as Peter went outside.
A realization came to Harry … travel! Fire was a means of travel in magical world. With his heart rate returning to normal he went to continue exploring. He found the library and looked at a couple cookbooks he found there before sneaking past Tom, who as reading a newspaper with moving pictures in the living room, to finish mapping out this new place. If Tom was having trouble retaining his magic then he didn’t want to bother him. Rest is what his friend needed …
“this must be the kitchen, but what are these lines doing here?” Harry pouted as he looked at these glowing blue lines crisscrossing over the door. The little wizard thought back and remembered a few doors with this and a thought occurred to him. The lines must be a way to keep certain people out. He reached up to grab the doorknob, but frowned as the lines moved to block his hand. It only made sense that he would be allowed in the kitchen so why were the lines not letting him through? Maybe there was a trick to it …
With an experimental poke Harry found that the lines made him feel nice, but it was a specific feeling. The lines were made of Lucius’s magic! Now that he knew that he decided to think of Lucius as he mentally promised to respect the kitchen while reaching for the doorknob. This time the lines didn’t move and let him into the kitchen without any problem …
What Harry didn’t realize is that he tapped into his soul mate’s bond and used it to get passed Lucius’s childproofing wards. No one can lock out their intended. Lucius could use the most advanced wards in his arsenal, but he wouldn’t be able to keep Harry from crossing them. This is a well known fact that Lucius forgot even though Tom skimmed over it when they were discussing the prophecy and Harry’s killing curse survival the night before. If Lucius wants his wards to stop Harry then he needs to add the magic of someone who isn’t one of Harry’s intendeds …
Harry looked around the very fancy well stocked kitchen with a sense of awe. He couldn’t wait to get started, but there was problem … he was too tiny to reach the counters. It was the same reason he needed that step stool at the Dursleys.
“maybe they have something I can stand on … here?” Harry blinked in shock as he turned around and found a wooden step stool sitting in the middle of the room. It did strike him as odd. After all why would people who use magic to make things float need a step stool?
And strangely enough this step stool felt familiar. The same as his old one actually even though they looked nothing alike. The stool at the Dursleys was basically twisted metal and this on was light sturdy wood. What did this mean?
The little boy shook the thoughts away and picked up the stool. He had a job to do after all. It’s best not to waste time …
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Lucius entered the Ministry and was immediately pleased to see several Aurors close to pissing themselves (Good, they know they fucked up)
As soon as Lucius opened the Minister’s door the man behind the desk began sweating nervously “Lord Malfoy, so good to see you! How can I help you?”
“you can start by returning everything that was raided from my home for that pathetic excuse of a raid” Lucius sneered making the pathetic worm whimper.
Fudge gulped and dove into his desk for some papers “of course, but we did find some things that you need to explain”
A subtle smirk came to the Malfoy’s face as he looked at the list of items “most of these are minor things that aren’t even an issue since I was asked to assess these dark items and my mother’s portrait frame is something I cannot be held responsible for even if it is cursed. She choose that frame before I was born and had the portrait done without my knowledge. Not to mention the fact that she died before I became an adult” the lord said coldly.
“oh y-yes I understand, but we can’t give back the frame and other items” Fudge said fearfully.
“very well, but I want compensation for everything that was damaged and for what my son went through. The items themselves are of no consequence and if you can remove my mother’s portrait from the frame without any damage then that will be no problem” Lucius commented uncaringly and the minister looked relieved. Two Aurors came in with the portrait of the screaming woman who was thankfully under a silencing spell. The Malfoy lord made a show of scowling in distaste at the blatant disrespect his mother was shown, but in reality he couldn’t be happier.
It really should’ve been simple. People remove damaged frames all the time without any issues, but Lucius just neglected to mention that Malfoy frames were hexed for protection. If someone tried to remove the portrait to extract magic or secrets then the portrait is destroyed. Sadly there’s also very powerful protections on it that kept Lucius from dismantling mother long ago, which was the only good reason for having the ministry drop by … with their highly skilled curse breakers that is.
Fudge breathed a sigh of relief. When the raid came back with next to no results he was terrified that he offended a lord from an old and noble house and had no reason for it. All he had to do was take the tainted items, give back the late Lady Malfoy and not press charges and maybe he will come out of this unscathed. Suddenly the snap for the frame released and the portrait was shredded into ribbons along with Fudge’s last hope for survival.
Lucius glared at the fools who all looked so pale that they might just drop dead “this will be compensated for as well and everything viable will be returned before lunch or I will take this to court” the minister and Aurors whimpered as the Malfoy Lord furiously spun around to storm out of the office. Though his face only showed anger he felt like cheering as he waited for the elevator to open. Sadly this suddenly became awkward as the doors opened to reveal a tired Arthur Weasley.
“hello Lucius, I heard about what happened and I’m sorry about everything in that raid. It was handled very poorly I hear” Arthur said kindly as he stepped aside so Lucius could stand next to him in the elevator.
“yes it was, but you shouldn’t be apologizing Arthur. You aren’t even in the same department as those fools” Lucius said indifferently. Sadly he liked the Weasley. Arthur was nice, open minded and though he likes muggle technology a little too much he seems to stick to his magical roots. This made everything more uncomfortable though. After all Lucius’s best friend was Arthur’s pet rat who knows that Molly is cheating …
This is so awkward …
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“excuse me, I wish to make a withdrawal from my sister’s vault” Narcissa said to the goblin at the counter.
“do you have the key?” the goblin asked with a snarl. Narcissa handed over the black iron key much to the goblin’s satisfaction. A goblin by the name of Griphook escorted her to a boat that sailed at frightening speeds through the lower levels of the bank. Narcissa didn’t show it, but she was clinging to the seat for dear life. This was always Peter’s favorite part of the bank, but not hers.
Relief spread through her as the boat stopped. She allowed herself a minute to calm down and steady her shaky limbs before getting out to follow the goblin. The key was pushed into the vault door that belonged to her sister and the heavy door was opened. It had been a long time since she entered any vault in the Black family. Neither her nor her sister followed their family’s strictly Dark views. Both witches had more Grey beliefs, which is why they followed Voldemort so easily. The mad man used the passion and beliefs of his younger self to lure people in, but once marked the reality set in. Tom and Voldemort may have been cut from the same soul, but they were very different people. Tom was the real leader they wanted and she will help.
The glittering gold cup sat proudly in the back of the vault, but still in full view. Narcissa carefully removed the enchantment Bellatrix places on all the objects she’s entrusted with. With the item now safe she picked it up and placed it in a bottomless bag. After taking a couple pieces of jewelry from her own vault she left the vault to put up with another ride back to the lobby.
A scowl made its way to her lips as she spotted Dumbledore at the counter “what is he doing here?” she muttered under her breath. The witch casually walked passed the man when he turned his back to her and listened …
“I would like to withdraw some money from vault 687” said Dumbledore who never noticed the Malfoy exit the bank right behind him.
“687 … why does that number ring a bell? … perhaps Peter will know” she hummed as she headed for a floo to go home.
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“I should’ve waited until after breakfast to do this. I don’t work well on an empty stomach” Peter grumbled as he searched the remains of the Gaunt Shack.
It became pretty clear as he looked under the floorboards that over time and weather changes the box Voldemort place the Gaunt Ring in has been shifted to a different location. Where the box containing the tainted trinket was he didn’t know, but he was determined to find it. With over half of the floor now ripped away the chances were getting better. Of course that would be if you assumed the ring was still even near the shack. If you presumed otherwise then things would look pretty bad right now.
Finally a shimmer of something caught the spy’s eye. It was the rim of a box sticking out of the dirt. A couple more rotten boards were moved aside to expose the box half buried in the dirt. Peter dug out the dirt surrounding the box being very careful not to touch the box itself until he removed the protective charms. With the box now exposed he used his wand to carefully dispel each charm …
“I give Voldemort one thing, he knew how to curse the hell out of something” Peter grumbled sourly as he attempted to pick apart a set of curses woven together with an explosive charm. After a couple minutes he sighed in relief as the box was now safe to touch. Instead of opening it though he placed it in the bottomless pocket of his blue cloak that was draped on the couch, which was the only piece of furniture that wasn’t completely destroyed by age. It was best to let Tom deal with the curse on the ring.
One horcrux down …
A single apparition later Peter found himself at the ruins of an old orphanage. It took sometime, but he did find the cave Tom mentioned. This was the most dangerous thing he has ever done … traveling to the back of a crumbling cave and crossing a lake filed with sleeping inferi, that is. He swiftly crossed the path to the island in the center of the lake. There he found a bowl filled with a potion. Submerged in that potion should be the locket.
Reaching in his cloak pocket he pulled out a bottle of coconut oil. The oil was poured over the potion to neutralize the deadly potion. However there was a problem. As the potion flowed out of the bowl it became frighteningly clear that the locket was not there. In his worry he lost focus and added too much oil causing an overflow. The contents gushed out of the bowl, slid down the stones and into the water …
Peter stared as the tiny ripples woke the inferi. All the undead corpses started climbing towards the lone wizard “never did like the easy way” he smirked as he pointed his wand and cast a fire spell at the inferni closest to the cave’s exit. As the animated corpses there scattered he changed into a rat and sprang off the head of one inferi that tried to grab him. Leaping out of range of an undead hand he raced twitched his tail to wandlessly cast a cutting curse. The curse nailed one inferi in the face sending it flying backwards onto the stone land inn front of the entrance and flat on its back. Peter actually scurried across the stunned inferi before bounding out of the cave …
The task was completed to some extent, but Severus wasn’t going to be happy when he sees that Peter reopened a wound again …
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Tom sighed as he walked away from the floo. He felt rather useless, but it was nice to stay with Harry who he suspected was still asleep. They did get back late and it was early so no child should be up yet. Little did he know Harry was in the library at this moment picking recipes he thought these people would like. While he waited he sat down and picked up the Daily Prophet.
The floo flared to life and Bellatrix appeared “is Cissa here?”
“no … should I even guess as to why you’re here?” Tom said without even looking up from the newspaper.
Bellatrix smirked “nope”
One after one several people flooed into the room. Tom recognized each person as Voldemort’s followers. There was the Carrow twins, Alecto and Amyous, Rodolphus, Rabastan, Barty, Yaxley and Rowle. It wasn’t a surprise that they were looking at him suspiciously. No doubt Bellatrix explained everything already.
“so this explains everything … it’s good to see that there was a part of Voldemort that was sane” Yaxley said as he looked at Tom.
“yes … lets hope that’s the part that stays in control when all the pieces are together again” Tom commented with barely a glance in their direction.
Amyous frowned “that’s the question, but the way I see it you shouldn’t worry. If the magic of the true Dark Lord is dying then you’re already stronger than the sliver allowed to float around”
The young looking soul fragment hummed in consideration as he leaned back against the couch “that is the theory we’re hoping holds up, but putting a soul together probably isn’t so simple”
“should something go wrong we’ll deal with it” Bellatrix said nonchalantly making Tom glance at her. Though she clearly meant that they would kill him if Voldemort takes control once his soul is complete it was a strangely reassuring comment. Tom and Voldemort may have come the same soul, but Tom would take any measure to kill the Dark Lord even if it meant he should die too.
“I expect nothing less … you guys should do what you came to do before Narcissa returns” Tom said as he turned his attention back to the newspaper.
Bellatrix grinned “good point. Come on everyone the muggles and squib who hurt Harry are down this way. The pudgy brat is a golem made with hairs so don’t damage the scalp” Tom chuckled as he heard them retreat to the lower levels to ‘meet’ the prisoners. As he read the paper Harry slipped passed him and found the kitchen without his knowledge. A few minutes later Narcissa stepped through the floo drawing Tom’s attention away from the newspaper.
Narcissa sniffed the aromas now floating through the air “oh my, it smells delicious and it’s perfect timing for breakfast. I thought I told Flippy and Flopsy to wait, but no matter. I’ll go wake up Draco, but first” she pulled out the Hufflepuff cup and set it on the coffee table in front of Tom “one horcrux”
Without a single word Tom took the cup and an orb flew out only to be eaten by the larger horcrux. That was one issue down. Narcissi was pleased to feel Tom become stronger and went to get Draco ready for the day. She barely made it a few steps before she saw a small amount of mud leading towards the cellar. The witch’s eyes narrowed dangerously making Tom hide behind the newspaper.
Lucius flooed in just in time to prevent the witch from interrogating Tom “that was annoying, but everything will be returned or paid for and mother won’t be back” he said happily.
“oh good, you can tell Bells. She’s down stairs” Narcissa huffed as she went up stairs to get Draco up.
“that’s not fair … she better not kill them too quickly” Lucius sighed. They wanted a chance at torturing the muggles and squib.
Peter tumbled through the door freaking Lucius and Tom out. They helped the man, who looked vaguely rat like, sit down in a chair “there was a small inferi related issue, but I got one horcrux” Peter hissed as his body shifted back to his lean handsome form. After that he pulled out the box, which Tom popped open revealing the ring “as for the locket … we have a problem”
Tom absorbed the horcrux and destroyed any curse on the ring “it can be discussed over breakfast. I want to wake Harry“
”I’ll go with you” said Lucius as they walked into the dining room to see everything ready to be served and two house elves that looked a little confused. Lucius made a quick plate to take upstairs to Harry …
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Harry wiped his brow as he finished setting the table and placing the food on the table in a buffet style. With that done he hopped of his stool and scurried up the stairs as he heard people coming to the dining. A couple small popping sounds were heard behind him as he left for his room, but he ignored it. The stool was hidden behind the chair. That was more out of habit that anything else. The Dursleys always took anything nice
Lucius came in with Tom and a plate of food “normally I would want you to eat with us, but you should be resting for now” he frowned as Harry just looked confused and surprised.
“Harry” Tom said as he kneeled next to the little boy in pajamas “remember what I said about why your relatives treat you the way they do?” Harry nodded “they treated you horribly, but you should never have gone through that. You are with us now, fellow magical beings. You won’t be hurt or have to do work a child your age shouldn’t do”
Green eyes looked hopeful, but seemed afraid to say the thing that will make everything crumble. Instead of saying anything Tom scooped the small boy up and placed him in his lap where Lucius actually fed Harry some food. It didn’t take long because the child couldn’t eat too much after years of starvation, but it still meant a lot.
Tom noticed Harry started to get tired and really it was no surprise. So much has changed for him in such a small amount of time. It must be taking a lot out of the boy. Tom tucked Harry in the bed and both he and Lucius kissed his forehead before leaving …
No one saw a shadow behind the chair move …
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