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Irreversible Destiny

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Chapter VI

Obedience

The man who does something under orders is not
unhappy;

He is unhappy who does something against his will.

-Seneca, Epistulae ad Lucillium

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Throne Room

Riddle Mansion, Little Hangleton, Great
Britain

Thursday the 7^th of August
1997

12:45 AM

�Well,�
Voldemort commented after a few minutes of silence. �Is it wise for you to be
without the safety of your bedroom?�

Harry
looked mildly amused as he spat out his cigarette and crushed it out beneath
his foot. �Wouldn�t matter even if I was in my room, they�d still be able to
tell where I was. Might as well get whatever it was you wanted taken care of
now so I can sleep during the daylight hours when it�s safe.�

Voldemort
nodded and was about to begin speaking when Harry began to unbutton his robe
which he rolled into a ball and tossed across the room. Unsurprisingly he was
wearing leather trousers and a white silk dress shirt. Ignoring the odd silence
surrounding him, Harry unsheathed two calf length daggers from his boots and
casually flipped them in the air before catching them. Once he had checked the
balance of his weapons he took off a copper ring and tossed it onto the ground,
where it turned into a small red clay figurine. Two quick gestures with his
hands and a few muttered incantations and the figurine came to life, wielding
two swords which shrank down to the size of his daggers.

As
Harry and the golem moved into position Severus spoke, �What are you doing?!�

�Keeping
myself distracted unless you�d like to listen to me bitch and whine some more?
I can tell you right now that I�ve barely touched the iceberg of things I�d love
to bitch about, should you be interested in hearing more.� Harry replied,
flashing his father a dark look before quickly engaging the golem which blocked
his rush and kicked him in the stomach.

Severus
looked ready to commit murder but Voldemort calmly interceded. �You sound
amazingly like your adopted father; however that was not why I Called you.�

Harry
had rolled out of the way of the golem�s stab and to his feet, blocking the
golem�s attack. �Talk, I�m listening.�

Voldemort
looked irritated but visibly bit back whatever he was going to say before
launching into an intricate discussion about creating a history for Severus�s long lost son and killing off Harry James Potter.
All during the explanation, Harry had been dodging and slashing at the golem as
they chased each other around the center of the room. By the time Voldemort
finished, Harry was shirtless and bleeding shallowly from various cuts. With a
quick gesture Harry managed to trip and pin the golem before cutting its
throat, ending the spar. Rising to his feet rambling off the list of spells
that would return the golem back to its inanimate state as a copper ring, Harry
grabbed the ring and slipped it back on.

�Well?�
Voldemort snapped impatiently.

Harry
spared Voldemort a quick glance before tracing a forefinger across his
injuries, healing them. �It�s terribly flawed and they�ll uncover the truth
within six months I�ll bet, didn�t spend enough time plotting did you? As for
the way you were planning on killing me, far too unbelievable. The Order�s met
me and the plan that you described would have easily passed had I been the
na�ve fool I was before I was carted away to Arcanum. No, you don�t know me any
better than they do.�

Rabastan Lestrange hissed, �What would you suggest then?�

�If
you�re going to lie, one should lie as little as necessary. Bending the truth
will work much more to our advantage rather then trying to re-create a complete
life from nothing. Of course if we do this my way, you�ll have to trust that
I�m capable of doing things on my own as I�ll need to involve my own contacts
to arrange things.� Harry replied coolly as he cleaned off his blades with his
torn shirt.

Voldemort
frowned, �What would you do then?�

�I�m
sure that Dumbledore and the others will have questions should I just appear
suddenly, claiming the child-hating Potions Master as my father. So we play the
game like so, I�ll get into contact with Headmaster Randolph and my fellow
Arcanum students and Alumni and we create an identity that no one can trace. No
one knows much about Arcanum other than the fact that it is a year round school
and that students are admitted on invitation only. What better place to hide
the snarky git of a Potion
Master�s son then Arcanum, the mystery of the Wizarding World?�

Lucius
Malfoy instantly saw a flaw in his plan, �But you were transferred not invited to attend Arcanum.�

�Oh
but I was invited to attend Arcanum!
It appears that the meddling fool Dumbledore intercepted my Invitation and sent
a negative reply and enrolled me at Hogwarts instead. It wasn�t until you were resurrected that they decided it would
be better for me to attend Arcanum.� Harry said with a scathing expression.
�I�m not the least bit pleased at all with his machinations and it looks like
I�ll be getting a little revenge on him sooner than I had planned.�

Severus
looked skeptical. �And you say that they�ll agree to go along with your plan
and are trustworthy enough to know the truth?�

The
look on Harry�s face was beatific, his emerald green eyes shone with some
mystical euphoria. �You were there when I mentioned that Arcanum didn�t turn
out �Dark� wizards and it�s true. What I didn�t mention was that there comes a
point in time where one seeps so deeply into all forms of magic that you cease
to be �Light�, �Dark� or even �Gray�. We call it Preeminence and it�s a
glorious sensation, one that I can�t even describe to you but when it�s all
over and done with you become�Amorphous. Every spell or flicker of magic used
is just mesmerizing, as if everything comes into perfect balance. It feels as
if every nerve in your body is singing with pleasure and your mind becomes a
perfect blank. It�s indescribable...�

There
was a long pause as Harry seemingly drifted off somewhere in his memory where
no one could follow, looking enraptured.

Voldemort
cleared his throat and Harry abruptly dropped out of whatever it was he was
remembering looking dazed. He blinked a few times and shook his head before
continuing.

�We�re
all practically family at Arcanum; you can�t share something like Preeminence
without having some sort of Bond. As it is, I share Bonds of Kinship with the
majority of the upper Years and Potion Master Dumont so it would not be as
terribly hard to ask for a little help from them as it would be for any of you
to go and forge all the documentation. For those that I�m not personally allied
with, it won�t be hard to gain their cooperation as we owe the school itself
loyalty above any other government or faction.�

Augustus
Rookwood gaped, �How can that be possible without
even Ministries knowing?�

Harry
smiled though it did not quite reach his eyes. �Arcanum Alumni are everywhere
and our power is far reaching, what one does not know one cannot protest. The
school is not corrupt if you are wondering but our form of thought and Magicks are forgotten by most if not all.�

�If
the Alumni are that powerful, why haven�t they changed things?� Thomas
Goldstein asked shocked.

Harry
laughed at them, a sneer on his face. �Who is to say that we haven�t changed
things? It is best for power to be kept to a few rather than given to the
masses; there would be no point in expanding our teachings past the Isle of
Shadows. As for our ideals, who is to say that it has not influenced the way
laws are written or action is taken? Just because we do not flaunt our power
does not mean that we do not have it.�

�Who
directs you then and how is it that it remains uncorrupted?� Julius Carlisle
asked.

�You
are not Alumni and I am forbidden from speaking of who controls the school and
our loyalties. Suffice to say that it is something or someone who is beyond
corruption so worry not, absolute power will not corrupt absolutely in this
regard. So long as we do not trespass beyond what It
dictates then all will be well and It will make it�s displeasure known
immediately should we trespass.�

Voldemort
looked thoughtful as he nodded, �And the rest?�

�My
mother was an obscure scholar who met my father during the celebrations towards
the end of the first War. They separated and she did not realize she was
pregnant with me until after she had returned to teach at Arcanum. I was born
on the Isle, raised and taught there was well until my mother passed on. We�ll
say that I am fifteen turning sixteen but schooled a year early due to my inherited
skill. My mother had told me that my father had died in the War but on her
deathbed revealed that my father was a suspected Death Eater. She did not want
me to suffer from the possible repercussions of being a Snape which is why she
had never alerted him to the fact that she was pregnant. I could not stay at
the school without parental guidance and upon meeting and speaking with my
father was moved to Britain
so we could become better acquainted.�

Everyone
was nodding by the time he finished, some looking very impressed by his truth
twisting and the fact that it could not be traced as Arcanum was an entity of
its own.

Voldemort
however looked wary, �Why are you agreeing to this so easily?�

�Self-interest
of course, after the evening I�ve had do you really think I want to be pawed at anymore
than I have to be? No thank you, it�s bad enough I�ve
got an entire pack of Incubi trying to abduct me the moment the sun sets. No
one will suspect Severus Snape�s newly arrived son to
be pursuing anyone and actually�� Harry looked very thoughtful. �Hmm, it looks
like I�ll really have to plan this well in order to keep all the property and
money I have as Harry Potter. I�d best get started on creating my new identity
so I can get my will as Harry Potter written before Snape tells anyone about
his son�s imminent arrival.�

Severus
glared at him; it was a little less venomous than earlier in the evening. �And
how will you do that?�

�It
occurs to me that either I can pretend to be engaged to myself or to swear a Blood
brotherhood with myself, as either would be a fitting
situation for my passing all my earthly possessions to myself. However I
believe that I will go with the latter as that would require less acting on my
part; I have no desire to play the bereaved fianc� or to be made a media
spectacle of.� Harry answered simply before changing the subject. �To avert any
possible suspicion, you�ll have to do a very good job killing Potter.
Fortunately for you, I know very well how we�ll manage that in a believable manner.
It will take me until at least the sixteenth to get everything prepared and you
will not be able to act until after the eighteenth.�

Lucius
was going to ask a question when Harry stiffened and whirled shifting
automatically into a defensive stance. Wands were drawn by everyone else, eyes
scanning the room looking for danger. Harry�s eyes were flicking everywhere as
he carefully turned in a circle slowly backing towards a shadowed wall. Before
he could leap away however he felt hands grab him. �Percutio!�

The
moment the hands released him, Harry had Apparated to
the other side of the room, back slamming against the wall face flushed and
breath ragged. Damn, damn! I�m not supposed to feel anything for him,
nothing! God but his touch burns�in a good way.

�You
are being infinitely stubborn my lovely Grand Duke.� Aristides purred as he
recovered from the shock he�d received, melting into the shadows.

Harry
staggered away from the wall just as Aristides emerged but he found himself
quickly embraced, soft lips kissing a path up from the nape of his neck to the
spot behind his ear. �Why do you resist me so much my love? I can tell that you
want this.�

Harry
melted into the touch before remembering that he was not about to submit to his
overexcited Incubi hormones. He opened his mouth to Incant only to realize that
Aristides had somehow neutralized his Wizarding Magic. Aristides chuckled
softly as his hands began to wander over Harry�s naked torso, �So eager to
leave me love? We can�t have that now can we? I plan
on having you before the sun rises.�

�Crucio!� Two
dozen voices snarled in unison.

Harry
could have jumped for joy when Aristides let him go, momentarily struck down by
the Cruciatus curse. The moment he was released he was moving at a dead run
scooping up his cloak.

Call again on Saturday night after eleven, I must
leave now! He�ll follow me but the rest should leave back to their estates
immediately. Harry managed to hiss
out before racing into a shadow and vanishing, Aristides only a few steps
behind him.

* * * * * * * * * * * *

Throne Room

Riddle Mansion, Little Hangleton, Great
Britain

Saturday the 9^th of August
1997

11:09 PM

Once
again Voldemort, his Inner Circle and his
Dragons were awaiting the arrival of Harry Potter. The last time any of them
had seen Potter, he had been fleeing for his life with a rather lust crazed
Incubus chasing after him. Voldemort was intensely curious about how it was
possible for Potter to vanish through a shadow of all things. Severus had
unfortunately not seen his son during the past two days but reported that
apparently Potter had locked himself up in his room and had refused to leave.
Everyone was chatting as normal with Severus talking quietly with Lucius and
the elder Lestrange brothers. It was a few minutes
later that Potter appeared, looking worse for wear. He had large black rings
around his eyes, his clothes were rumpled and his hair was disheveled and he
looked exhausted.

Severus
glowered at him, �You�ve been locked in your room for two days and you came out
looking like that?!�

Harry�s
eyes flashed as he carefully strode over to his father. �I may have been locked
in my room for the past two days but I did not have the luxury of sleeping! I
have been awake trying to maintain a shield to keep out the bloody Incubi, who
not only managed to enter my bedroom
but nearly succeeded in abducting me twice! So forgive me if I look a little
sleep deprived and scruffy! I can�t help it if I prefer to choose my captivity
and being the Demon Prince�s brood mare is out of the fucking question!�

�You
will not speak to me like that!� Severus roared.

�You�re
the fuckwit who�s antagonizing me! I�ve had a shitty two days, okay? I couldn�t
sleep without worrying about being abducted, couldn�t
eat without risking Lust or Docility Potions, and I didn�t dare to bathe with real water and soap without risking Aristides
bursting in on me naked! The most you�ve had to ever worry about was how much
information to give Dumbledore! I have to constantly be on watch for either
Incubi or their human agents trying to capture me, I have to worry about my
supposed �enemies� and I have to avoid arousing suspicion from the Order! Then
I�m constantly fighting myself to stay in control of my body. My mind damned
well knows that I can�t get laid,
but try telling that to my hormone ridden body which doesn�t care if I spend
the next two or three hundred years whelping little Incubi! Then you throw in
the fucking Wizarding World who thinks I�m some sort of Messiah come to rescue their cowardly asses from a wizard who�s so terrifying that they can�t even say his
goddamned name! And then the greatest joke of all, I�m not who was I though I
was! I�m the son of a bloody Seer who couldn�t see far enough ahead and a Spy
who�s really a double agent! Welcome to my fucked up life!� Harry screamed
right back at him, weeks of pent up rage spilling over.

Severus
looked amazingly shocked while the others had cautiously backed away as Harry
flared with gray energy.

�Oh
wait, I haven�t gotten to best part! Not only am I not who I thought I was, but
I�m the also the servant to my nemesis who�s tried to kill me four separate
times! I�ve gone from being a Weapon with some control over my life to being a
servant with none, do you know how bloody shitty that is? You at least chose to follow this life, to be a
murder and a lap dog but did I have a choice? None at all and I can thank my
fucking mother for that honor and you for being an idiot and not seeing through
her! Then, then I have to fucking plan my own death
and resurrection, write out my will and be your
son! It�s a bloody miracle that I haven�t lost my mind and gone stark raving
mad and you have the audacity to sneer at me!�

Harry,
at this point, had backed his father up against a wall. �Let me tell you
something my dear father I can do
things that you could only dream of in your worst nightmares. I swear to all
the powers that be, I will make you regret every word and every sneer you
ever graced me with if you push me even the slightest again. I have no problems
staining my hands with your blood, biological father or no, and don�t think
that I make idle threats because I don�t.
Do you understand?�

�Yes.�
Severus replied shakily as Harry stepped away from him.

�That
warning goes for all of you as well. I�m not a fool; I know exactly who I am
and what I�m capable of.� Harry smiled viciously. �I can sacrifice any of you
in a Summoning that�ll make the earth tremble and make me as powerful as a God,
however, you�ll be praying for death and you won�t get it.�

The
room fell silent at his words, even Voldemort�s body
language was screaming caution. Harry however just idly stretched before moving
away from his father back to the center of the room.

�I
assume you want to know what my contacts have managed to put into place?� Harry asked brusquely, eyes settled on Voldemort.

�If
you would then?�, Voldemort commented gesturing for
him to continue.

Harry
almost smiled, �To say they were a little surprised would probably be an
understatement but they�ve begun to lay the groundwork out. You�re rather lucky
that It agreed with your plan but don�t be surprised if It makes a few demands
later on. They�ve assured me that they will have everything finished by Monday
and my will has already been sent to Gringotts and
will be in place by Tuesday.�

Lucius
Malfoy looked vaguely amused. �They are very efficient.�

�We�re
good at things like this, subtlety is an art that few enough appreciate let
alone practice.� Harry replied before looking over at his father. �You�ll need
to talk to Dumbledore about enrolling your son at Hogwarts. I�ll have the final
paperwork by Sunday evening so I suggest that you have your end of the
paperwork arranged as well. I�ll need another night to finish the runes on the
golem but once he�s done, you can expect to see Harry Potter and your son
getting along famously by Thursday.�

Camilla
Rosier glanced at him, �Who will the golem be impersonating?�

�Potter
for the time being, I need the freedom of being Snape�s
son in order to finish taking care of any remaining business. Speaking of
which, your plan to kill Potter? Have it arranged on the evening of the
twenty-seventh; the damned Ministry is having a bloody summit at Fudge�s Manor
in Norfolk.
I�ll have the security plans by next Friday at the latest, I don�t go anywhere
without knowing what kind of security is in place.�

Voldemort
was very intrigued, �Why the Summit?�

�You
want to bring the Wizarding world to their knees don�t you? No one would take
my death seriously if I don�t die with a blaze of glory, something remarkable.
Be honest, had I not turned out to be your Dragon would you have really just
killed me with a simple Avada Kedavra?
I doubt it; I foiled your scheming too many times to be killed so effortlessly.
There�s only a single flaw to this plan however, the night of the Summit the golem will be
pretending to be Snape�s son.�

�Why?�
Bellatrix Lestrange asked.

Harry
bestowed a humorless smile at her, �Even a golem created with my skill does not
bleed or bruise. It can simulate breathing and other functions but it does not
have blood pulsing through its body and does not feel pain. It will have to be
me who takes the last breath as Harry Potter and fortunately, I can be killed
without truly killing me. A Necromancer�s highly prized secret if you�re
curious.�

�You
would agree to allow yourself to be tortured?� Dolohov
choked out.

�I
can take the pain I assure you, being Amorphous changes your body quite a bit,
I have an extremely high pain threshold now. It will require a bit of planning
though, I have a lot of Glamours that will need to be
woven and any serious damage will be healed with the Potions I carry on my
wrists.� Harry replied as he withdrew a dagger from the folds of his robe.
�This is the one that will �kill� me.�

Harry
carefully drew the silver, rune etched dagger out of its jeweled sheath. It was
fairly heavy with a silver blade, a single blood-red ruby set in the hilt. With
ease, Harry set the tip directly over his heart and plunged it home. He felt
warm, sticky heat soaking his robes before he abruptly faded into oblivion.

Voldemort
and the others watched transfixed as the blood pumped out of Harry�s chest.
Barely a moment later he toppled over, blood still flowing from his body. A few
minutes passed as everyone waited to see what would happen, each becoming more
agitated as nothing occurred. Finally after ten minutes, motes of gray energy
began to pulse off of Harry�s lifeless body forming a rune. It pulsed brightly
twice and then Harry drew a deep breath before clasping both hands on the hilt
of the dagger and pulling it free, blood splashing from his chest. He drew
another breath and dropped the dagger on the floor before closing his eyes
focusing his power on healing the wound as the Blood Replenishing Potion and Invictus Potion streamed into his body.
It was another two minutes before he sat up, grimacing at the bloody mess of
his clothes.

�I
hate that, makes me feel like being a stuck pig.� Harry muttered as he began
casting cleaning and freshening charms on himself and his clothes.

�How
do you do that?� Voldemort asked eyes glued on him.

Harry
smiled tiredly. �Necromancer�s secret of course, I can�t tell you. However as
you�ve seen it yourself it will work when we need it to, the golem can Shadow Stalk
to wherever they are keeping my body and we�ll switch. The truly wonderful
thing about this method though is that no one can remove the dagger except the Necromancer so they�ll have
to bury me with the dagger. No doubt they�ll think that you are doing something
infinitely evil to what remains with my body which will push them to attempt to
find a way to release my poor corpse from whatever it is you are doing.�

Lucius
saw it immediately. �And then we will capitalize on their distraction!�

�Yes.�
Harry agreed with a nod as he climbed up to his feet. �We�ll plan more tomorrow night, I�m bloody exhausted.�

Voldemort
nodded agreeably and dismissed everyone. Harry glanced over at his father
before leaving, �You and I need to talk, I�ll meet you
at the Hog�s Head in Hogsmeade tomorrow at nine
o�clock. I�ll be wearing a burgundy cloak with a gold re�em
cloak pin. It think it�s time that my mother told me
just how she managed to get pregnant.�

Severus
nodded. �I�ll be there.�

* * * * * * * * * * * *

Barroom

The Hog�s Head, Hogsmeade, Scotland

Sunday the 10^th of August
1997

8:55 PM

Severus
was heavily cloaked in one of his many black cloaks, as he entered the dingy
barroom he immediately scanned the room for a burgundy cloak. As he approached
he checked the pin and saw that it was his son. The other hooded man glanced up
and with a nod, led him from the premises. They walked through Hogsmeade towards the Shrieking Shack before Harry grabbed
onto his father�s arm and Shadow Stalked through the darkness, appearing in the
empty barbican at Eagle�s Spire. Harry pulled back the hood of his cloak and
silently led the way into the castle and down to the Summoning Chamber.

Once
the door shut behind them and Harry had peeled off his robe, revealing his Summoning
clothes, he directed his father to stand within the four torches and began the
tedious process of Summoning the spirit of his mother. Nearly fifteen minutes
later he finished and the ghostly specter of Lily Potter appeared.

�Harry!
I was beginning to think�Severus?!� Lily exclaimed.

Harry
just sighed. �I was Called so obviously everyone in
the Inner Circle knows, now we want to know
just how you managed to pull it off.�

�Julia
and I were friends, she knew what I was and she agreed to borrow me her form so
I could seduce Severus. I used a combination of Polyjuice
Potion and Charms to maintain the form. I was two months pregnant when she
died.� Lily answered calmly.

Severus
glared at her. �Didn�t you ever think?! There would have been better ways to
fulfill the Debt but you just had to do what you thought was best didn�t you?
We�ll kill each other before the end of the year!�

Lily
glanced at her son to her old schoolmate. �You still think he�s a spoiled brat
don�t you? Severus Honoratus Snape, you are the most
idiotic and blind man I have ever met! Had I mortal hands, I would ring your
bloody neck for being such an idiot! Harry�s told me about how you�ve treated
him and I have to say that you are an imbecile of the highest sort!�

Harry
cautiously stepped over the circle of salt and left the room as his mother gave
Snape the talking to that someone should have given him but hadn�t. By the time
he�d returned fifteen minutes later, Snape looked livid.

�What
kind of a fool were you to let those Muggles get away
with treating you like that?! No one deserves to be treated like a house-elf,
especially you! As much as the coot Dumbledore manipulated you, even he would
have found you another place to stay over the summer months had he known how
they treating you!� Snape roared.

Harry
looked annoyed. �Have you been telling tales again, mum? Honestly I don�t know
why you told him!�

�He
needed to see you for who you are and the best way was to show him just how
skewed his view of you was.� Lily retorted before softening her tone. �Are you
still angry?�

�Of
course I�m still angry but there�s nothing I can do about it and nothing you
can do about it so why bother? Being angry hasn�t done anything for me but make
me moody and unable to enjoy anything. You�re still my mother and you did what
you thought best, even if I don�t agree with it.� Harry answered calmly. �I
have to ask though, what does James think of it all?�

Lily
smiled at him. �He�s still your dad Harry, he resented Severus horribly after
you were born because you were his but he loved you just as much as I did. He
wouldn�t want you to think that he just went along with it all for my sake.�

Harry
nodded smiling. �I�ll have to chat with him again some time. Has father told
you what we�re planning?�

�Yes.�

Harry accioed a scroll from
his robe. �It�s my birth
certificate. I thought we should choose a name we could all agree on.�

�Your
middle name will have to be Severus of course, it�s tradition.� Snape replied
sternly.

Lily
smiled. �I always wanted to name you Alcaeus; it means �strength� in
Greek.�

�I�m
all for Cyriacus which is also Greek.� Harry added grinning with his mother.

Severus
frowned before nodding. �Cyriacus Severus Alcaeus Snape, perfect for a man of
your standing.�

�Then
we�re agreed,� Harry said as he accioed a quill and
scribbled the name onto the birth certificate before adding a drop of his blood
to seal it. After his mother badgered him about his well being, Harry and
Severus said their farewells and Harry finished the Summoning.

Severus
glanced at him, �I want to apologize for my words yesterday. I am so accustomed
to belittling you that it was easy for my tongue to get carried away. I admit I
never thought I would be a father as my own rather soured me about the whole
father/son experience but I will try to be a little less�critical.�

�I
accept your apology and I too have to apologize for my attitude. I wasn�t
exactly in the best mood yesterday being sleep
deprived, starving for real food and feeling unclean. That however is no excuse
for taking out all my pent up rage out on you.� Harry replied, relaxing
marginally. �I was trained to better handle situations like that but I admit I
wasn�t taking the news too well.�

�Understandable,
it was a bit far fetched.� Severus agreed as Harry finished cleaning the room
with spells.

Harry
nodded. �I spent three days getting drunk, hoping every morning that I would
wake up with it all being just a terrible dream. Unfortunately it was the truth
and now, there�s no point in denying it. Besides, thinking about it too much
gives me terrible headaches.�

�Hmm,
sounds like you also inherited the Snape migraine and most certainly the
temper, though part if it could easily have come from your mother. Lily was a
harridan when angry.�

�I�ve
asked the house-elves to prepare a light meal if you think we have enough time
to eat before being Called?�

�Plenty
of time, the Dark Lord usually does not call anyone any earlier than eleven.�

Harry
smiled, �Excellent, let�s go see what they�ve made then. I�m bloody starved
after spending two days living off Nutrition Potions and knowing them, they
have completely overridden my orders for a light meal and made a feast!�

The
conversation was light, both treading carefully around topics the other may not
wish to speak of. By the time they were Called they
were far more comfortable together then they had ever been, though they were
still very cautious of each other. Harry watched as the Elites greeted
Voldemort and when he alone remained instantly shook his head.

�Don�t
even think of it, I don�t kneel to anyone. I may agree to work with you for my
benefit but I�m not about to prostrate myself over you.� Harry snarled, arms crossed over his chest. �In fact, I�m not sure why
the others are greeting you like that. We�re your Commanders, you created us to
be better than the average Death Eater so why would we have to bow and scrape
to you? Our loyalty is assured, our life for our treachery or so I can tell.�

Voldemort
was slightly pleased by Harry�s quick reasoning. �I was beginning to wonder
when one of you would see that. You are better than the average Death Eaters,
the Anguis
Potion would have assured that. You will not have to kneel to me in the
presence of the Inner Circle but you will be
sure to show obedience in the presence of the common Death Eaters. They will
always be below you and you may punish them for any disrespect.�

The
Elite nodded as they moved into position in front of their parents, as they
normally stood. Only Harry remained standing in the center of the room but it
seemed that he would always be reporting something or another.

Removing
the birth certificate and other papers from his robe, Harry calmly walked up to
Voldemort and handed them over for his perusal.

�Your
Alumni have excellent contacts; these documents are well and truly legal for
all intents and purposes. No one would know them to be anything different
unless they know the truth. How goes the other matters?�

�The
golem is completed and I will be switching places with him tomorrow evening
after he�s had the proper amount of time to absorb all the information and
memories I gave him. My contacts at Gringotts told me
that my will has been filed and will be legalized by Monday now that the
recipient of my fortune has been identified. Father will be meeting me at the
International Floo Hub in London on Wednesday and he will be informing
Dumbledore of my transfer tomorrow. Cyriacus and Harry will no doubt have much
to catch up on so I expect I�ll be spending most of the week at the Triad
Alleys buying new things for Hogwarts. It�s fortunate that I decided on
masquerading as Blood brothers, no one will question our similar tastes in
clothing and accessories.� Harry answered.

Voldemort
nodded, �And the Incubi?�

�They
are just as annoying as they�ve always been. I will be sleeping at Eagle�s
Spire until Cyriacus arrives at which point I will have to ward a bedroom at
father�s Manor. I�m not sure yet where I will stay on the eighteenth but I
imagine that I�ll end up staying wherever the protection is best grounded.
Aristides wasn�t the least bit happy that I managed to escape his grasp twice
on Thursday so I imagine that he�ll be pursuing me even more wildly than
normal.� Harry sighed, running a hand through his hair.

Heather
Zabini frowned, �Didn�t you say that he was your most
ardent would-be-abductor?�

Harry
laughed, �Yes I did, that was him on Thursday yes.�

�He�s
handsome.� Samantha Fawcett replied as she leaned against her mother Valerie.

Harry
shook his head, chuckling. �He�s an Incubus; they�re all gorgeous looking though I suppose he is above normal even for
them. Not surprising really as he is the bane of my existence after all and
Merlin forbid he be an ugly demon.
Perhaps I should properly introduce him; that Incubus you saw pawing me on
Thursday was Aristides Anicetus Nefastus, Prince of
the Demon Realm.�

�That
was the Demon Prince?� Severus asked surprised, he hadn�t expected him
(Aristides) to be personally attempting to abduct his son.

Harry
made a vague gesture. �Yes indeed, that was the Demon Prince himself.�

�Why
would he be attempting to abduct you himself?� Severus asked curiously.

�He
thinks he�s in love with me and no doubt he�s deluded himself into thinking
that eventually I will see reason and agree to be his Consort. Though he does
attempt to Enthrall me as well so I suppose he�s not
so far gone in his delusion. I�m going to assume that he�s especially irked
with me since he got to touch me on Thursday and I suspect that he�s given up
on wandering from bed to bed and that he knows personally that celibacy and
having Incubi blood doesn�t mix well.� Harry explained with a smirk.

Voldemort,
surprisingly, was the first to laugh but soon enough everyone was laughing
along including Harry. It served the Demon Prince right after all, at least he
had the choice of being celibate or not.

* * * * * * * * * * * *

The Kitchen

Number 12 Grimmauld Place, London, UK

Monday the 11^th of August
1997

8:30 AM

��son?!
Who in their sane mind would have se�ow, Moony!� Sirius�s voice drifted out of the kitchen the
following morning.

When
Harry entered the room, he saw his father glowering at Sirius while Remus
attempted to get Sirius to keep quiet. Dumbledore looked amused as he glanced
from Severus to Sirius and back again.

�As
I was saying Headmaster, Cyriacus will be arriving later this week and I hope
that it would not be too much trouble to enroll him at Hogwarts?� Severus asked
the Headmaster after shooting the other two men venomous looks.

Headmaster
Dumbledore just patted Severus on the arm. �It is no trouble at all Severus,
when will he be coming?�

�Wednesday
morning.� Severus answered.

Dumbledore
nodded as he sipped his tea, �Will he be staying with you?�

�It
was rather short notice so I won�t have the Manor ready until Saturday but he
said not to worry and that he was staying at the Leaky Cauldron with a friend.�

Harry
crashed into chair at the other end of the table. �He�s your son?! Why didn�t Cy tell me?�

Four
pair of eyes settled on him. But it was Severus who spoke, �You know my son?�

�Of
course I know Cy, we shared dorms at Arcanum! He told
me that he was coming to London
to meet his father and that he was probably going to go to Hogwarts this year
but he didn�t tell me it was you Professor Snape!� Harry exclaimed.

Dumbledore
looked inquiringly at him. �Why would Cyriacus Snape tell you who his father
was?�

�Possibly because we�re Blood brothers? Or possibly because I told him that I�d keep him
company until his dad got a room ready for him?� Harry said sarcastically,
slightly recovering from his �shock�.

Severus
looked ill, �You swore Blood Brotherhood with my son?�

�He�s
my best friend, he was there for me when I arrived and I was there for him when
Celeste was sick and then when she died. Did you notice my bad mood lately? It
was an aftereffect of the Blood Brotherhood. It was hard for him after his
mother died and well, not two weeks later I was told I was to come back here
and Cy was all alone.� Harry said softly.

Remus
attempted to change the mood. �Well you must be happy to be seeing him again
then.�

��Course
I am! He�s my brother, my family and nothing can change that.� Harry replied
with a grin.

Severus
shook his head slowly, �Now I�m worried just what sort of mischief my son is
likely to get into with you as a friend.�

�Plenty,�
Harry said cheerfully. �Cyriacus is a great guy though I�m going to kill him
for not telling me that you were his father. Idiot, did he think I was going to
stop being his brother just because we (Harry and Sev)
hate each other?�

Dumbledore�s
eyes were twinkling madly, so this was the reason behind Harry�s moods! �Why
indeed! You should hurry and eat Harry, you�re appointment with Mr. Ollivander is only in an hour.�

�Ah,
thank you for reminding me Headmaster.� Harry replied as he took a seat and
started to load his plate.

Severus
shook his head, rubbing his temple as he excused himself. Sirius and Remus
exchanged a look.

�Did
you really swear Blood Brotherhood with Snape�s son?�

�Yes,
Cy will always be my brother from now to the end of my life.� Harry said
somewhat solemnly. �He�s great though, nothing like Snape.�

�Professor
Snape,� Dumbledore and Remus corrected.

Harry
just shrugged as he started digging in, things were
beginning to fall into place. In two days, Harry Potter and Cyriacus Snape
would meet.

* * * * * * * * * * * *

Next
Chapter: People meet Cyriacus Snape, Harry and Cy go
shopping, more about the Kill Potter Plot and more Incubi?

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