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The Slytherin Prince	By : Sablesilverrain Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Tom Views: 33958 -:- Recommendations : 6 -:- Currently Reading : 7
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“Dark Lord not as Dark as believed?

My readers, a strange occurrence happened just yesterday afternoon!

The Dark Mark was found hovering over a convent in London where all the nuns living there had been slaughtered in true Death Eater fashion. However, this Dark Mark was different. (See picture)

There was a heart around the mark itself.

No one seems to know why it is different, who left it behind, or if You-Know-Who was in fact the one who ordered this attack. With the mark being different, it could simply be a copycat incipient Lord.

Either way, I plan to keep my eyes peeled for another instance of this mark showing up! I hope soon I can get to the bottom of this, and have an answer for everyone who is, like me, wondering over the strange mark.

Rita Skeeter”

Harry frowned at the paper. “But I’m not a copycat. I’m a consort. There’s a difference!”

Severus snorted at the look of offended indignation on his face. “It’s a reasonable deduction to make. This is, after all, a first.”

“It’s stupid.” Harry huffed, throwing the paper onto the table. “Piece of rubbish!” He muttered. He now understood why Severus had kept it from him until Tom had left shortly before lunch.

Severus laughed. “They will learn someday.” He assured his son, before adding, “Don’t pout, it’s unbecoming of a young lord.”

Harry sighed.

“On another note, Draco and your twins are coming over this evening, and they are bringing the new-borns. Draco says, ‘it’s time,’ whatever that means.” Severus told him.

Harry smiled. “Oh, we’re going to get some revenge on Molly, that’s all. You’ll watch the babies until we are done?” He checked.

Severus snorted. “Am I being given a choice?” He asked back.

Harry shrugged. “I could always get Tom to watch them instead, after we get back.”

“I will care for them for a few hours. Do not dawdle.”

“I won’t.” Harry promised. “It’s going to be a late night.”

Severus snorted. “I won’t hold breakfast for you tomorrow morning. You can have a lie-in until lunch.” He offered.

Harry shot him a grateful smile. “Thanks, that sounds wonderful. I’ll need it.”

“If you didn’t insist on being in on all the raids My Lord plans lately—”

“It’s not going to be a raid, it’s going to be an Azkaban breakout, and it’s not like I have the option of not going! He needs me and my Hopefuls for back-up! You know some of his people are useless there, they have trauma associated with the place! He needs trained people who don’t, and do you think Neville is going to do well without me? He’s terrified of Tom, even knowing him as a teacher! Besides, I need to see Dumbledore’s downfall from start to finish, with my own eyes. I do need this, Dad. Let me have it.” Harry finished.

Severus hummed. “I suppose I will. I wish life had been easier on you.”

“Don’t we all?” Harry said softly, a faraway look in his eyes. “But it wasn’t.” He added. “And we do what we must as a result.” Harry finished his last bite and got up. “Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have a few things to take care of before tonight.”

Severus cocked a brow. “What ‘things’ would those be?”

Harry blushed. The plan had been a long, leisurely bath and a wank. “I really don’t want to tell you, and you really don’t want to know.”

Severus hid a smile. “You’re probably right. Go on, don’t let me keep you.”

Harry beat a hasty retreat.

*****

“So you’re telling me we’re going to Azkaban, breaking out Dumbledore, and then coming back and going to Molly’s all in the same night?!”

Harry nodded. “Yes. It’s going to be a long night, but I think we can do it.”

Draco sighed. “You’re going to be useless at the Burrow!” He snapped.

Harry frowned. “Well, all we’re doing is a sleeping spell, surveillance spells, and Fred is casting his false pregnancy spell, right?” He asked. “George said it was a two-part plan earlier.”

“I suppose you’re right; we only really need you fully functional next time, since you're the only one who can cast the Mark. Just don’t fall asleep on us this time.” Draco warned.

“Not going to.” Harry assured him. “Did you see the article this morning?” He asked lowly.

Draco snorted. “Yes, My Prince, we all did. How sweet your Mark is.”

Harry shot him a half-hearted glare. “Shut up.” He muttered, blushing.

“How did Our Lord react when you cast it?” Draco asked with a smile.

Harry grinned despite himself. “We all stared at it for a few seconds, and then he laughed! Full-on belly laugh, even. He thought it was hilarious.”

Draco nodded. “He's lightening up. You're good for him.” He decided.

“Fred and George know they need to bring some prank stuff with them, right? They need to be a diversion if we get overwhelmed.”

Draco scoffed and rolled his eyes. “Who are you talking about, because it's obviously not my mates! Yes, they'll have their pockets loaded with all the things they want to show the Dark Lord but for the fact that they prefer their skin on top of their flesh.” He drawled.

Harry grinned. “Good. They can test things on the guards while we work on getting the Wards undone.”

“Be careful. Don’t be a Gryffindor.” Draco warned.

“Won't be. I intend to live at least long enough to see Dumbledore die with my own two eyes.” Harry said with relish.

Draco grinned. “Well, as long as you've got your priorities in order.” He said in satisfaction.

“Death first, then destruction, and lastly, mayhem.” Harry declared.

Draco’s grin became a smirk. “My Lord has been good for you.” He said smugly. “He's turned you into a proper Slytherin.”

Harry scowled. “Oi, that was always in there! I’m just letting it out now!” He protested.

“Mm, sure it was.” Draco said sarcastically.

“Hex you in the back while we're there.” Harry muttered.

Draco snorted. “Best not, Fred and George will both take my side, and you know it.”

“I might actually be inclined to back up our fearless leader in that, you know. Your daughters ruined my figure!” George said, coming up behind him. He pressed himself against Draco's back and kissed him right behind the ear. “I’m holding a grudge.” He stage-whispered.

“You love those darlings, and you know it.” Draco responded without turning around.

George smiled. “I do.” He agreed.

“So where are the babies?” Harry asked.

“Fred has them.” George told him. “We'll leave them with your father when we have to, but best not to put unnecessary pressure on him; even if he needs the practice.”

Harry snorted. “Probably a good idea. Start him slow and work him up to a new baby of his own.” He said, amused.

“Who else is coming?” Draco asked.

“Remus, as backup only, since he will still be tired from the full, but he wanted to come, to make sure I was safe and had a parental figure with me. You three, Hermione, Blaise, Theo, Pansy, Crabbe, and Goyle. We will probably be able to do this easily. Dumbledore is in magic-dampening cuffs, and Marvolo and I have no desire to remove those. We need him manageable.” Harry said.

Draco nodded. “A wise decision.” He agreed.

“Now, the rest of our group should start arriving in a few hours, but Hermione is coming sooner. Let’s get to the receiving room and wait for her.”

Draco hummed. “If we must.” He said resignedly.

“I will kick your arse.” Harry reminded him.

“Granger? Wonderful girl, brilliant mind!” Draco amended.

“Much better.” Harry said, leading the way.

*****

“You all know the drill.” Harry said to his Hopefuls as they milled around. “Pair up with a Death Eater, I get the lead evildoer myself. We’re going to Azkaban, keep your wits about you. Cowls up, but keep your ears open. Fred, George, you cause as much chaos as you can. Remus, you’re backup until we get inside, we’ll need your Patronus then. The rest of you,” Harry grinned maliciously, “Shoot to kill.”

Everyone paired up, and Regulus had been cleared to reveal himself to the others and join in again on missions. He had gone into hiding after finding out about the Horcruxes and taking one from its hiding spot. Tom didn’t hold it against him, since he was going to destroy them now anyway, and Regulus had only wanted to bring him back to sanity. An admirable aim.

They paired up, and several cracks rent the air.

Harry nearly slipped as they landed, but regained his footing and fired off a few stunners at the guards as more Death Eaters showed up. The Death Eaters had no desires to let the Aurors live, and Harry ignored the flashes of green light as he headed for the doors.

They quickly cleared the outside and headed in, Fred and George causing distractions, and headed straight for Dumbledore’s cell. It didn’t take them long to find it, already being familiar with the maximum security area, and they took him quickly to Riddle Manor, as the Death Eaters and Hopefuls killed off the twelve guards they had found along the way. This way, they would have no idea if he had escaped or been taken.

They left, Tom already having taken care of the Wards thanks to the help of his one Unspeakable, whose identity he still hadn’t shared with anyone, loathe as he was to risk losing his assistance.

Harry didn’t begrudge him that.

They got back to the Manor and celebrations started as Tom and Harry took Dumbledore down to the dungeons.

“You will be fed.” Tom told the man once he had been put in a cell and silenced. “It will only be breakfast, because you die tomorrow after lunch, and you will get no last meal requests, I’m afraid.” He added. “You will not be released from those cuffs, because I have waited too long for this day, and you harmed Harrison besides, so there will be absolutely no mercy.”

Harry pulled Tom’s head down for a kiss at that.

“That is all, you will be the guest of honour at the meeting tomorrow, and you will die by my hand. Enjoy your final hours, old man.” Tom said, then led Harry upstairs.

“Hopefuls!” Harry said. “Those of you that need to be home now, go now. Those of you that can stay, make sure you have either Marvolo or a Death Eater show you the Floo when you are ready to go. Draco, Fred, George, we leave now. Come with me.” He said.

They left and headed to Prince Manor.

“You two are taking us?” Harry asked the twins.

George nodded. “Yes, we checked, and we can get pretty close to the end of the Wards, so it will not be a long walk.”

Harry nodded. “Good. Let’s go.”

Fred and George brought Draco and Harry with a side-along and the two younger teens waited while the two Weasleys dismantled the meagre Wards and went in, casting a sleeping spell on their mother as they added surveillance and Fred cast his false pregnancy spells and a few careful obliviates.

Once they were done, they headed back to Prince Manor, and Harry sighed. “Alright, go get your babies. I’ll see you all at the meeting tomorrow, it’s after lunch, at two. I intend to sleep until lunch.” He said.

“Lucky.” Draco groused. “Faith might let us have a lie-in, but I’m afraid Grace never lets her sleep in. Girl takes after her Daddy; always hungry.”

George snorted. “You don’t complain when what I’m hungry for is cock.” He shot back.

Draco frowned at him. “I’m not stupid. Who would complain about that?!” He shot back.

Fred laughed. “Come on, let’s get home and let our Fearless Leader sleep!”

Draco grumbled, but let his mates lead him toward the library, where Severus had said he’d have the babies.
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