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The Slytherin Prince	By : Sablesilverrain Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Tom Views: 33970 -:- Recommendations : 7 -:- Currently Reading : 8
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Bellatrix rushed into the dining room just as dinner was winding down. “My Lord!” She sounded frantic and ecstatic at once. “We found him! He's alive!”

Tom looked up, wide-eyed. “After all this time?” He asked.

Bellatrix nodded. “Kreacher has been spelling food and nutrition potions into him, and doing routine maintenance to keep him in shape physically. He is ready to be woken at any time!” She said happily.

“Um, hello! Who?” Harry interjected.

“My cousin Regulus!” Bellatrix said.

Harry swallowed thickly. “Sirius is going to go mad.” He muttered.

“Probably.” Tom agreed, then turned to Bellatrix. “Wake him, explain the situation, and bring him to me tomorrow after lunch. He will tell me why he was away for so long, and we will see if this news goes further. Harrison,” He looked at Harry intently. “You will tell no. One. Am I clear on that?”

Harry frowned. “Why?” He asked.

Tom hummed. “He may yet have to die, if his answers are not to my liking.”

“Oh.” Harry said. “Alright.” He said grudgingly.

“I hope to avoid killing him; he was useful. Still, disobedience will not be tolerated, and he did disappear before my fall last time.” He said.

Harry sighed and nodded. “I understand.” He said.

Tom smiled at Bella. “Please, join us for dessert.” He invited her.

Bellatrix sat down, and Harry frowned. //I thought dessert was what we were doing later that required I bring the kama sutra over?// He hissed.

Tom choked.

Nagini, from her spot by his feet, hissed out a laugh. //Naughty little human.// She lifted up and rested her head on Tom's thigh. //I like this one.// She said.

Harry laughed.

Dessert was a stilted, awkward affair, but Harry was more amused than anything else.

Bella kept sneaking speculative glances at him, and by the time Harry had finished, he had had enough of it.

“What?!” He snapped, glaring at her.

Bellatrix smiled. “I’m just trying to decide about you. You can torture in revenge, certainly, but do you have what it takes to stand at My Lord's side? As an equal?” She asked.

Harry returned the smile. “Wait and you will find out.” He told her. “There is a raid coming, and I will be there.” He assured her.

“So I've heard.” Bellatrix agreed. “I look forward to it.” She stood and bowed to Tom. “My Lord, I shall take my leave now.”

Tom waved a hand. “Go, tend to your cousin and husband.”

After Bellatrix left, Tom turned an intense gaze onto Harry, and Mulciber had the sudden feeling that they had completely forgotten he was there.

“My bedroom.” Tom snapped, and Harry grinned. “Now.”

Harry was up and heading for the stairs in a flash, Tom draining his glass of wine and sighing before he followed at a more reserved pace.

Mulciber grabbed the half-full bottle of wine and poured himself another glass, intent on finishing the bottle.

That brat was ruining everything!

Tom sighed as he passed the Blood Wards he'd set up right before Harry's room, making this wing of his Manor a safe haven for the boy, himself, and, if absolutely needed, Severus.

The reason for his sigh was twofold. He was relieved to be away from everyone he considered inferior to him and was allowed to truly be himself, and that was Harry's shirt on the ground!

He picked it up and continued toward his room.

As he passed the door to Harry's room, he found the boy's trousers, and his eye developed a slight twitch.

He continued after picking those up, too.

Upon reaching the door to his own room, he felt a headache forming.

Yes, apparently Harry had stripped all the way to his room, because those were his boxers hanging off the doorknob.

He took them, opened the door, and hurled the bundle of clothing at the naked and grinning teen. “You slob! If I have to pick up after you again—” He was cut off as a naked and horny Harry launched himself at him and kissed him.

Harry pulled away and laughed. “I thought you would prefer me naked and at your mercy.” He teased.

Tom raked his eyes over Harry's body. “The idea does hold a certain appeal, but so does you learning to pick up your own laundry.” He pointed out.

“Choose your battles.” Harry advised him.

Tom sighed and leaned in for another kiss.

When he pulled away, Harry grinned and cocked his head. “How are we doing this?” He asked.

Tom pulled out his wand. He disrobed himself with a spell and pointed his wand at Harry. “Wingardium Leviosa.”

Harry yelped as he was lifted into the air.

Tom smirked. “Ready?”

Harry nodded.

Tom carefully turned him over, floated him up and brought him closer. He wrapped an arm around Harry's waist and dropped his wand.

Harry wrapped his arms around Tom's hips and took a deep breath. “Don’t you dare drop me!” He warned before taking Tom's cock into his mouth.

Tom hummed in assent happily and swallowed Harry's cock.

It was a good thing Harry was so light, because he was amazingly enthusiastic and Tom was understandably distracted. But it didn’t take much strength or concentration to hold the teen up and in position, and he was having far too much fun tasting his young consort and being tasted in return to stop now.

Harry moaned as Tom sucked him, and an answering moan came from Tom, vibrating along his cock. He let out a whimper at the sensation and redoubled his efforts, swirling his tongue around the tip before taking him deep again, swallowing as best he could around the thick length.

Tom began humming a tune and Harry could feel him smiling around him.

In retaliation he growled and began rocking his hips impatiently, a whimper of pleasure escaping him every so often. He could feel all the blood rushing to his head and focused on making Tom come undone. He had finally managed to learn to deep-throat, so he was now using that skill to great advantage.

Tom could feel his legs trembling as Harry doubled down and tried to bring him off with a vengeance. He wasn’t going to be able to hold back much longer, and tried to bring Harry off as he felt his own orgasm bearing down on him.

Tom couldn’t hold back, and came with a long, low growl.

The growling set Harry off, and he came with a shout just after swallowing the last of Tom's seed.

Tom looked down at his flushed face and smiled. “I think that was a resounding success.” He declared.

Harry laughed breathlessly. “Yeah, you can say that again. That was great!” He agreed.

Tom chuckled, righting Harry and setting him down. “I think we should go downstairs and get some cocoa from Misty. It's still early, and it’s never a bad time for cocoa.”

“Unless it’s the middle of summer.” Harry pointed out.

“True.” Tom conceded. “Then you ask for chocolate milk, instead.” He told the teen.

Harry laughed. “You're as big a chocoholic as Remus!” He accused.

Tom looked affronted. “I am not! I have a healthy appreciation for sweets, that is all!” He denied.

“Sure, we'll go with that.” Harry said to placate him.

They went into the kitchen and asked for chocolate, then discussed the coming raid.

For once, Mulciber was nowhere to be found.

And honestly, neither Harry nor Tom were going to put much effort into looking for him.

*****

“Who do you want to bring on Wednesday night?” Tom asked, rubbing circles on Harry's back as they cuddled in bed.

“How many people can I bring?” Harry asked.

“Considering I am bringing ten, you can either match that or not, but if you plan to exceed it, I need to know now. I will be disabling the anti-Apparition wards once we get there, but all of your people need to be side-along Apparated by someone who has either been there before, or can follow the Mark there. Only bring skilled duellists, there will be more guards there, as well as dementors.” He warned.

Harry hummed. “Well, I did promise Charlie he would only be called if it was night where he's at, and it won’t be, so I can’t call him. We can bring Remus and Draco; I know they can duel well. Blaise is pretty good, too. Hermione is skilled, I don’t know if she can keep a cool head in a battle, but we'll find out at the raid. Fred and George are amazing at causing chaos. We should definitely bring them.”

Tom frowned and paled. “Goody.” He drawled.

Harry grinned. “You'll learn to love them.”

Tom hummed doubtfully. “I want you to bring along Pansy, Crabbe, Goyle and Theodore Nott.”

Harry sighed. “I don’t want to put him in danger. Theo and Neville just got engaged.” He said softly.

Tom smiled. “He will be fine. Your core group is well-trained, but you still need to see that. This is more to show you what they can do. Millicent will get her turn later, but I can tell you've seen her nerve already.”

Harry laughed. “Yes, I have. Alright, we can do this your way.”

Tom chuckled. “This will be great fun. Now we need sleep.”
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