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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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“And he wants me to make it look believable.” Harry told Neville. “I’m leaving the decision up to you, but you are the best choice. You know me best, and we need someone that does. We can also make you a Parselmouth temporarily, so you can understand when we talk in Parseltongue during the fight. Because everyone knows I am one.” They had secured a carriage to the Express for just the two of them, and Harry was explaining The Plan.

Neville bit his lip. “And what if I can’t?” He asked nervously. “Pretend to be you, that is.”

Harry shrugged. “We’ll find someone else. Maybe Dad.” He said.

Neville grinned. “That would be something to see!”

“It would.” Harry agreed.

“Sure.” Neville said. “I can do that.”

Harry sighed in relief. “Good. You can stay at Hermione’s the day of, and I will come pick you up. Her parents are Muggles, so they won’t hear about this and usually have no contact with our world, besides.”

Neville nodded. “Sounds good.” He said.

“I appreciate this, Nev.” Harry told him.

“Yeah, you’d do the same for me.”

Harry nodded. “In a heartbeat.” He confirmed. “Don’t tell anyone about this. The shock needs to be real when the Death Eaters and Hopefuls find out. Tom will be calling a meeting that night and revealing what happened.”

Neville nodded.

“Not even Theo.” Harry stressed.

Neville sighed, but agreed.

“It’s for the best. He’ll be under suspicion if he seems unconcerned about everything.” Harry added.

“I get it. I can keep it quiet.” Neville assured him. “You can trust me.”

Harry smiled and nodded. “I always do, Nev. You know that.”

The carriage stopped, and they got out to go to the train.

*****

“I’m coming over tomorrow, you can wait that long.” Tom said in good humour.

“I’ll die.” Harry said dramatically. “Expire from missing you!”

“Go see Draco. He’ll keep you busy.” Tom suggested.

Harry made a face. “He’ll make me change nappies.” He said in distaste.

“You’ll need the practice someday.” Severus said from behind him.

“You need it more, and I don’t see you begging to watch the girls!” He shot back.

Severus shot a stinging hex at his bum, and Harry yelped.

“Sorry!” Harry said, after banging his head on the top of the fireplace. “Bloody sadist.”

“Do you need another?” Severus asked.

Harry met Tom’s supremely amused eyes and glared. “No, Dad, it’s fine! I was just saying goodbye to Tom, anyway. Bye!” Harry said, then pulled his head out of the fire. “That hurt!” He said to his smirking father.

“Let that be a lesson in minding your tongue. Now, your Dogfather and I are marrying in two months, so you are coming with me today.” Severus said.

Harry groaned. “Why?” He whined.

“Because you will not be in the wedding party in your normal clothes. You must look like a young man of standing. You are Lord Selwyn. You will dress the part.”

Harry made a face. “I hate being a high-ranking Lord.” He muttered. “It chafes.”

“And it will always be so. But you will bear up under the strain proudly. You must. Sirius will have it no other way.”

“Is he going to move in here?” Harry asked.

Severus snorted. “Only once he has the baby. He can’t be around Potions fumes right now and I won’t even let him visit while I am brewing, because the man can’t respect a closed door between us when he’s after my—” Severus cleared his throat. “When he’s feeling amorous.” He corrected himself.

Harry gagged. “Gross, Dad.”

“You’ll get used to the idea.” Severus told him.

“Doubt it.”

“Come on, he’s probably already there.” Severus said.

Harry gaped at the man. “You’re going to see his robes?! Isn’t that supposed to be bad luck?”

“I am not going to; this appointment is yours and mine. He is picking colour and fit, so he has to be there. He is getting his tomorrow.” Severus said in amusement.

“Oh.” Harry said, out of steam.

“Let’s go.”

*****

“I can’t wear this! Siri, it’s Lavender! It’s a girly colour!” Harry shouted, looking down at himself.

Severus was looking over with a strange look on his face. Finally, he said softly, “That was Lily’s favourite shade of purple. Exactly.”

Harry quieted. “Oh. Then I’ll wear it.” He said.

Sirius smiled. “It’ll be a tribute to her and what you two had.” He said to Severus. “I know I can’t replace her, but I can honour her in this way.”

Severus smiled. “Thank you. It means a lot.”

“I know. That’s why I picked these colours.” Sirius said.

Harry ran his hand down the front of his robes. “They’re tighter than dress robes.” He muttered.

Sirius snorted. “Well, you’re not going to be fighting in them, so I don’t see an issue with properly tailored robes.” He let out a low whistle. “Tom is going to want to eat you up. You look amazing in that colour.”

Harry blushed brightly.

“Sirius, mind your tongue!” Severus snapped. “That is my son!”

“Pretty sure at his age, he wouldn’t mind being eaten up.” Sirius muttered after walking over to stand next to Harry.

Harry smothered a laugh at the accurate guess.

“Irrelevant, you need to act your age.” Severus snapped.

Sirius scowled. “I don’t know how to act my age! I’ve never been this old before!”

Harry choked.

“I’m going to kill you both.” Severus muttered.

Remus, for his part, was studiously ignoring the discussion as he watched the tailor pin his violet robes in certain places.

Sirius huffed. “You’re no fun.”

“That’s not what you were saying last night.” Severus purred.

Harry made a face. “Dad! God! I am here, you know!”

“And so am I, kiddo. This is going to happen.” Sirius said unrepentantly.

Remus sighed. “Might as well make your peace with it, Harry. They’re always like this.”

Harry groaned. “Gross! And what do you mean, last night? You had him over without telling me?!”

Remus cleared his throat. “He had both of us over. We left at five AM.” He revealed.

Harry scowled. “I want Tom to sleep over.”

“Oh, certainly.” Severus said evenly.

“Really?” Harry asked excitedly.

Severus smirked. “Of course. Once you are married, as I have said before.”

Harry pouted for the rest of the fitting.

*****

“So we want to know if I can cast it at you, and make it look real?” Harry asked, nervously shifting his grip on his blank wand as they stood facing each other in Tom’s dungeons, away from prying eyes.

Tom nodded. “Yes, and don’t worry if you do kill me, I can come back; it will be easy.” He assured him.

Harry took a deep breath and nodded. “Alright. Avada Kedavra!” A weak trickle of light dribbled out of his wand. Harry laughed nervously. “I really don’t want to kill you.” He said.

Tom frowned. “I know you’re not weak, so you should be able to. You’ve done it before.”

“Maybe I need to be angry at you?” Harry suggested.

“Well, that shouldn’t be too hard. I can throw out insults with the best of them.” Tom said lightly. “If you can’t even do this, maybe I should look elsewhere for a consort. I don’t want someone that can’t deceive the masses; my consort needs to be not only able to do so, but good at it. And you are a bad liar when you need to keep the deception going for any length of time.”

Harry was glaring at him now, clearly irritated.

“Honestly, I could replace you with any number of Slytherins, and some of them are better-looking, as well as able to convincingly lie. Daphne is a beautiful girl, and I have had women before, they are nice enough. Tits are fun to play with. Or even her sister, in a few years, once she grows up some.”

Harry growled and cast, “Avada Kedavra!” And a beam of green flew from his wand and slammed into Tom. Harry shouted in alarm, and rushed to his side. “Oh, God, oh, God, please don’t be dead!” He felt for a pulse and waited, then felt a single beat. It was very slow, and the man seemed dead, but that was, after all, what they wanted. Harry balled up a fist and hit him. “Bastard! I’ll need you to promise you were lying when you’re back up! And perhaps grovel a bit. That was mean. But when you wake, we can practice the easier part.” He added, ire cooling. He was pretty sure Tom hadn’t meant any of it, but the insecurities he carried around every day were still in evidence, though Tom’s constant positive attention had been helping them to be less pervasive than they had been at first.

Harry was eager to learn to Apparate, because the twins and Draco had decided to wait until everyone could Apparate to the burrow for two reasons. One of them was because side-alonging someone was a difficult task, and they didn’t want to risk anyone being left behind on accident. The other was that the Wards around the Burrow would no longer let the twins in, so Tom was making them a way through Wards.

Draco was learning to Apparate over the summer, and the twins already had their licences.

Once Harry could Apparate, they would be enacting part one of the plan to destroy Molly No-Name.

And Harry was ready to see her brought low for hurting his friends and Godbabies.

She deserved so much more than what they had planned for her.

*****

“Remember, Destination, Determination and Deliberation. Now, try it.” Severus said.

Harry gripped his blank wand, stared at the other end of the room, picturing it in his mind, and thought the incantation as hard as he could, trying to direct magic into his wand, as he had done with his non-verbal protego, to prove he could, in fact, cast non-verbal spells already. It had taken seven tries, but he had manged it.

He concentrated, and after a few moments of fruitless trying, Severus laughed softly. “Having trouble?” He asked.

Harry scowled at him. “Clearly!” He snapped.

“Yes. You looked quite constipated.” His father said in amusement.

Harry huffed. “Well, then, I’m glad Tom isn’t here.”

“Who said that?” A voice asked from the doorway.

Harry whipped around to see Tom standing there. He made to run to him but Severus called out, “Accio Harrison Prince!” and Harry flew backwards, Severus catching his shirt in one hand. “You will Apparate to him, or you will not get your kiss until tomorrow.” The man said firmly. “He and I have already discussed the matter.”

Harry groaned. “But what if I can’t?” He whined.

Tom frowned. “Then we will have to wait for that kiss. You need to learn, Harrison. This is important.” He said.

“It’s hard!”

“And getting harder,” Tom added, “because my, don’t you look delectable today.”

Harry flushed.

Severus growled. “Roll your tongue back into your mouth, My Lord.” He snapped.

Tom snorted. “Calm down. I’m not going to jump him right now, you know.”

Harry wriggled in Severus’ hold, then gave up, and concentrated on Apparating. He didn’t even care that he would bring Severus with him, he just wanted his kiss!

Severus realized as he saw Tom’s lips quirk what Harry was doing, and immediately let go, not wanting Harry to earn his kiss with him along for the ride.

“You do look constipated!” Tom said, holding back laughter.

Severus saw Harry’s shoulders tense. “Alright, now I’m going to go over there and smack you!” He snapped.

Tom’s smile faded. “If you can manage it, I will give you a free shot.” He promised.

Harry held fast to his wand, summoned up all the determination he possessed, focused on getting to his mate…

And did it!

“Yess!” He cheered, then smacked Tom a lot lighter than he could have and immediately kissed him after.

Tom chuckled into the kiss, deepening it.

“Please, you two.” Severus said.

Neither one responded as they continued to kiss.

“Alright, you can stop now.”

The kiss went on.

“I said stop it!”

More kissing.

“Cease!” Severus snarled.

They broke for air.

“Um.” Harry was quite red. “Yeah. That was good.” He turned and ran up the stairs.

“Where is he going?” Tom asked.

Severus sighed. “Judging from the state of his trousers, to his room.” He answered.

Tom grinned. “Oh, goody! I’ll join him.”

Severus blocked him from the stairs. “You can go to your room. Good day.”

Tom walked away muttering darkly under his breath.
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