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A Prince in Lion's Clothing	By : Sablesilverrain Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Tom Views: 36576 -:- Recommendations : 8 -:- Currently Reading : 10
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When they got back in and settled, Fudge called for the trial to continue.

Marcus stood and called out, “The prosecution would like to call Fred and George Weasley to the stand, to testify together.”

“Objection! They are two separate people!” William called out.

“They have agreed to take turns answering questions, and as both are twins, their answers would be the same. They live together and are never apart.” Marcus told the room at large.

“Overruled. It is unorthodox, but they are allowed to testify together, provided there is no trouble.” Fudge called out.

“There will be no disagreements, Minister.” Marcus assured him as Fred and George sat side-by-side, the size of the seat barely fitting them both.

“Misters Weasley, will you both consent to Veritaserum?” They noticed their mother seething in her seat, glaring at them with murder in her eyes.

“Yes.” They answered together.

The Auror administered three drops to each of them and asked Fred, “What is your name and blood status?”

“Fredrick Gideon Weasley, pureblood.”

He repeated the question to George, who answered, “George Fabian Weasley, pureblood.”

“It is working.” He confirmed, then went to sit down.

“Misters Weasley, what is your home life like?” Marcus asked.

“Mum favours Ginny above all the other children, because she’s the only girl.” George began.

Fred continued, “We are constantly being yelled at for our pranks, and we’ve used them on Ginny once and got grounded during the day and were not allowed to sleep in our room for a week.”

“We had to sleep on the couch, with no fire lit in the fireplace.” George finished.

“We learned then that Ginny was not to be aggravated in any way.” They said together.

“Ron also is favoured, but not to the same extent.” Fred told him.

George nodded. “He is the youngest, and favourite of the boys, because he listens to everything Mum says and rarely gets into trouble, since we are usually in trouble instead.”

Marcus nodded. “Would you say that either of them get away with things they shouldn’t?” He asked.

They both nodded vigorously.

“Yes, Ron recently took some of our pranks from our room that were in development, not ready to be used, and used them on Harry. Mum would have sent us a howler for using pranks we hadn’t tested thoroughly, but he didn’t get told off at all, either publicly or privately.” Fred told him.

George added, “We get in trouble for pranking people even if the prank is finished, safe, and ready to be used. He was using ones that in some cases didn’t even have antidotes yet.”

“So would you say your mother doesn’t discipline her two youngest children?” Marcus asked for clarification.

“Not enough.” Fred said.

“They think they can get away with anything.” George confirmed.

“And you two seem to be the scapegoats of the family?”

“Most of the time, yes.” They answered together.

“Did your mother ever seem to encourage her daughter to idolize Harry Potter?” Marcus asked.

Fred and George laughed.

Fred recovered first and told him, “She used to tell Ginny bedtime stories about him and his heroic deeds.”

George nodded his agreement. “She used to say Ginny would be in school with him and maybe they’d even fall in love and get married.”

“So she encouraged her to become his wife before she had even met him?” Marcus asked.

“Oh, yes.” They both answered seriously.

“Thank you both. No further questions.” Marcus said.

William walked up to them. “Do you two ever use pranks that are not fully tested?” He asked.

“We have in the past.” George said.

“But not in the last few years.” Fred added.

William hummed. “Has anyone ever been injured by one of your pranks?”

“Not one of the ones we used, no.” George said.

“Ron sexually assaulted Harry after using one, which could be counted as injury.” Fred told him.

William eyed them both mistrustfully. “But you have never caused injury yourselves?” He asked.

“No.” They both answered together.

William hummed. “No further questions.” He said.

“You may both leave the stand. Thank you.” Fudge said.

“The prosecution would like to call Thomas Harding to the stand.”

Tom walked up and took the seat.

“Do you consent to Veritaserum?” Marcus asked.

Tom nodded. “Yes, I do.”

The Auror dosed him and asked, “What is your name and titles?”

“Thomas Gene Harding, Lord Gryffindor, Goblin Friend.” He answered.

Harry let out a silent breath. The charm was working.

“It is working.” The Auror confirmed, then sat down.

Marcus approached the man. “Are you in a serious relationship with Lord Selwyn, Harrison Prince?” He asked.

Tom smiled. “I am.” He answered.

“How serious is it? Do you plan to marry him someday?”

Tom hummed. “It is serious, I care for him very deeply. I am not sure I am exactly marriage material, though. I never planned to marry. I may someday change my mind, though, who knows?”

“If you don’t plan to marry him, why were you so upset that someone else had tried to trick him into marriage?” Marcus asked.

Tom frowned. “I am a possessive man, and Harrison is mine, at least for now. I asked him for full fidelity, and until such a time as we part ways, I intend to hold him to his promise of exclusivity. He is to be with no one else, and neither will I be. Plus, if he is to leave me, I at least want him to be happy. He would not have been happy in that contract.”

Marcus nodded. “Admirable sentiments, though I would expect nothing less from Lord Gryffindor.” He said. “If you do plan to marry, will you be going through with a contract?” He asked.

“If my Harrison wishes it. I will do whatever he wants if we do take that step someday.” Tom told the room at large.

Harry smiled so widely his cheeks began to hurt. He’d get Tom to properly propose if it was the last thing he ever did!

“Thank you, Lord Gryffindor. No further questions.”

William moved forward. “Why do you not feel as though you are marriage material, Lord Gryffindor? Surely you want to pass that line on?”

Tom sniffed. “I am not so sure I would make a good husband. I would be possessive, possibly smothering, and my intense passion is not for everyone, it would take a singular type of person to withstand it for any long period of time. I don’t want to trap someone that cannot handle that intensity in a relationship they will someday have cause to regret or resent. I am a commanding presence, and not everyone would flourish under my care.” He said.

William was at a loss. “No further questions.” He said.

“Thank you, Lord Gryffindor. You may leave the stand.” Fudge said.

Marcus came forward again. “The prosecution would like to call Severus Prince, Lord Prince, to the stand.”

Severus went up and took the seat. “I consent to Veritaserum.” He said before Marcus had time to ask.

The Auror came forward and dosed him, then asked, “What is your name and titles?”

“Severus Tobias Prince, Lord Prince.”

“It is working.” He returned to his seat.

Marcus clasped his hands behind his back and surveyed Severus for a moment, then asked, “What was your relationship with Harrison like before you discovered your relation?”

Severus winced. “Antagonistic.” He answered honestly. “We were frequently at odds, and the word ‘hate’ was tossed around quite a few times. We didn’t get along until I looked deeper and knew him better, which took my discovering our relation to achieve.”

“Why did you hate him so?” Marcus asked.

“I believed him to be the son mf my childhood enemy and the love of my life. Proof that she wed and loved another man more than me. It broke my heart to see him, looking so much like James Potter, but with Lily’s eyes.” Severus said heavily.

Marcus nodded. “And now how do you feel about him?”

“I discovered that he needs healing, he needs family, and I can offer that for him. We have grown very close indeed, and I love him as much as any father should love their son and Heir.” Severus said.

“When he was under the potion, what exactly did you do to get him free of it?”

“I called Thomas Harding and with the help of his friends I stunned him and took him to Gringotts to be purified of the potion’s effects. It was the longest two and a half hours of my life.” Severus said.

“Do you approve of Harry’s relationship with Lord Gryffindor?” Marcus asked.

“I do, but it is hard to watch him grow up so fast. He is growing closer to him every time they spend time together, and I feel as though I am losing my son after just getting him. I know he still loves me, but it is hard to share him while we are still learning each other.” Severus said.

“Would you have approved of any relationship he had?” Marcus asked.

Severus nodded. “If he seemed as happy as Thomas makes him, I could do nothing but approve. I only want him happy with his choices.”

“Did you approve of his friendship with Ronald Weasley while they were still friends?” Marcus asked.

“I approved until Ronald made it clear he hated me enough to denounce his friend for simply being my son. There is no reason to hurt someone like that over something they had no hand in.” Severus said.

“No further questions.” Marcus said.

William came forward. “Did you have any particular distaste for the Weasley children before Ronald and Ginevra stopped being friendly with Harry?”

Severus nodded. “I did, but I did not tell Harry who he could and could not be friends with, nor did I try to influence him one way or the other. I have supported all of his friendships, regardless of my personal feelings on the matter.” He answered. “Harry knows his friends are his decisions to make, and I will not make them for him. If he asks, I am here for advice, but he is free to befriend whomever he wishes.”

William frowned. “No further questions.”

This trial was clearly not going his way at all.

“Thank you, Lord Prince. You may leave the stand.” Fudge called down.

Marcus stood and called the last witness. “The prosecution would like to call the goblin Ragnok to the stand.”

Ragnok stood and walked down, taking the seat.

“Veritaserum will not work on a goblin, so we need your word on your honour that you will speak the truth.”

“On my honour as a goblin, I swear to speak the truth.” Ragnok said.

No one except Harry seemed to notice that he did not swear on the honour of the goblin nation. Goblins testified so rarely that their normal oath was nearly unknown to anyone.

Everyone assumed that was normal for a goblin oath.

“You were the one to watch over Harry while he underwent to purification, is that correct?” Marcus asked.

Ragnok nodded. “Yes, I watched over the young Lord.”

“Can you verify what he was affected by and whose magic it contained?” Marcus asked curiously.

“Certainly. It was indeed the Imperius potion, and the magic in it was that of a Weasley, although I am not familiar enough with the youngest two to verify that it was without a doubt their magic. All I know for sure is which family the brewers were part of.” He said.

Marcus nodded. “That is enough for us, thank you. Why did you agree to testify for Harry today?”

Ragnok smiled. “Lord Selwyn is Goblin Friend. We will do anything in our power to assist him if he needs us, unless he does something to anger us or offend us.” He said.

Marcus nodded. “No further questions.”

William came forward. “You say you cannot verify that it was Ronald and Ginevra that made the potion, only that it is a Weasley?” He asked.

Ragnok nodded. “I can verify that it was not the Heir, the parents, or the twins. I am familiar enough with their magic to recognise it.” He answered.

William looked upset by that. “No further questions.”

“Thank you, Ragnok of the goblin nation. You may leave the stand.” Fudge said. “We will now hear the witnesses for the defence.”
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