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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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“There is one Hopeful that will not be coming to the Meeting, Astoria Greengrass.” Harry told Tom. It was a Floo-call, made last-minute as the Meeting was tomorrow. “I want to hold her in reserve as a secret Hopeful, and besides, she’s not all-in like her sister is. She has doubts about being a full member of the group. I think she might back out and ask to remain neutral in time, instead.” Harry explained.

Tom frowned, but nodded. “That is fair. I will allow it for now. You may decide which Hopefuls to reveal from here on out.” He said. “You are my second, and I trust your judgement.”

“Besides,” Harry added, “there is dissent in the ranks. Someone of yours wants me out of the picture. Perhaps enough to want me dead. It’s best to have some secret weapons in Slytherin.”

“True.” Tom said, then sighed. “I will allow it, and in the future, you decide who comes to meetings and who you tell about them afterward. I must know about them, of course, and you will pass along my orders for them the same as any others.”

Harry nodded. “That’s fair, I’ll agree to that.”

Tom smiled. “I love you, my pretty Prince. I will see you tomorrow.”

“Love you, too. See you then.” He said, then cut the connection.

Severus hummed. “You are truly showing your cunning side now. I approve of this.” He said from his seat.

Harry turned and smiled. “I know you do. It’s just a precaution.”

Severus inclined his head. “Always a good thing to take.” He said. “I may have figured out who the person behind your Imperius incident was. I will need to check their Occlumency shields at the meeting to be sure. The Dark Lord has been told, and will allow me to check before we bring out the Weasleys. There will be another person joining them if I am right. One the Dark Lord will claim as his to kill.”

Harry frowned. “What if I want them? I was the victim!”

Severus smiled. “Do not be so very greedy. Leave one for him and I to share. You get the Weasley children to kill, give us the snake in the grass.” He said firmly.

Harry sighed. “Fine.” He said, flopping into a chair. “So, I’ve been reading Merlin’s journals.” He said with a grin.

“Yes, and?” Severus prompted.

Harry chuckled. “Tom is going to be so angry when everyone thinks I’m his dominant. When he has to defer to me in public.” He said with relish.

Severus chuckled as well. “He will live if he truly wants you.” He said.

“Might be physically painful for him.” Harry said in amusement.

Severus’ smile morphed to a smirk. “All the better.” He drawled.

Harry snorted. “You’re taking some kind of sick amusement from it, and it hasn’t even happened yet.” He said.

Severus shrugged. “That is my prerogative as your parent.”

Harry laughed.

*****

“You know what to do?” Harry asked Daphne as he and Neville, Hermione and Luna got to Malfoy Manor.

Daphne nodded. “Yes. Draco—and the twins—have explained everything already.” She said.

Harry nodded. “Good. I’m going to go in now, the rest of you should come with me. It wouldn’t do to be late. Your sister needs to hear about this when you get home, but I didn’t ask her to come because I want her to be a secret. She’s on the fence anyway, this gives her the option of backing out later if she needs to.”

Daphne nodded. “Thank you, My Prince. That’s a good idea.” She said.

“You will see the Darkest side of our group today.” He turned to Hermione and Neville. “There will be a public execution today, more than one. I will be claiming two lives. I am still the same person you’ve always known, so don’t let this change your perception of me. I am just embracing a side of myself that has been hidden until recently.”

Hermione swallowed, then whispered, “I will handle it. I know you’re still you, even if revenge is on the table now.”

Neville nodded. “I’d do the same if it were me. I understand.” He said.

Harry nodded and they all went into the Meeting, Harry taking his place up front and getting a kiss from Tom as the Hopefuls took there places in front of them, facing the assembled Death Eaters.

Tom called Wormtail up and Called his followers, and pops sounded throughout the room as they appeared.

“There is another new Hopeful, Only one this time.” He nodded to the Death Eater at the door, and it was opened.

Daphne came in and stood front and centre, right in front of Hermione and Neville.

“Remove your cowl.” Tom said, and she lowered it. “Any concerns about this one?” He asked.

No one spoke.

Tom studied them all, impassively. “We are having a public execution today, more than one. But first, the loyalty of one of my followers has been called into question. Severus, come forward.”

Severus moved to just in front of the Hopefuls.

“Montague the younger, come forward. Stand before Severus and submit to his Legilimency. He needs to test your Occlumency shields.”

Montague came forward, pale and trembling. “My Lord, I have always been loyal to your cause! I am your man; I do what you need done!” He said.

Tom smiled. “And if that is truly the case, you have nothing to fear. You will submit to Severus’ test. Keep your shields up so he can see them.” He said.

Montague gulped and looked into Severus’ eyes.

Severus cast the spell and there was silence for several long, tense moments. Then Severus lowered his wand, and nodded. “It was him.” He said.

Montague made to run, and they all felt Anti-Apparition wards snap into place, courtesy of Lucius.

Montague was restrained, and Tom stepped down to stand in front of him. “You will join our deaths today, for the crime of giving the instructions to a potion to people who would use it against my consort with full knowledge and intent to see him put under the potion’s effects. You have no right to speak, you will only make me angrier.” He added coldly when Montague went to open his mouth.

Montague paled and closed it as Tom came back to Harry to give him one more kiss before avenging the pain his consort had been out through.

Harry was gritting his teeth. //Permission to crucio him?// He asked, raising his blank wand in anticipation of an affirmative answer.

Tom sighed, then spoke in English. “Yes, you may cast one curse on him.” He said. “Then he is mine and your father’s.”

Harry cast a crucio, listening to the screams with a grim satisfaction. He held the curse for a full four minutes, until Tom placed his hand over the wand and pushed it down. “That’s enough, we want him sane enough to regret his actions properly.”

Harry sighed. “Fine.” He said. “Hurry up so I can play with mine.” He said.

Tom chuckled. “So very eager to kill. You make me proud.”

“Let’s get on with it, then.” Severus said. There was a reason this Meeting was being held at three PM rather than later. They needed time to make their kills without being rushed. “If everyone could take a few steps back and give us some room. Hopefuls stay where you are, you need to see what happens if you betray Our Lord. Let this serve as a warning. Harry will show you why you should be wary of even him next.” He said.

Tom went back down and joined Severus, and they began.

Spells flew from their wands, reds and purples and even a few blue spells, and most were cast nonverbally. Harry had no idea what most of the spells were, but their effects were apparent as skin tore open, screams were heard, bones snapped. Each spell seemed more painful than the last, and Harry and the Hopefuls watched, some of them probably in horror, but the lesson needed to be learned, now that they were in this deep.

Defection or harm to someone Tom held in high esteem was not tolerated. Severus, Bellatrix and Lucius were bad choices to go up against, and that would be punished, yes, but Harry…

Harry was untouchable.

Harming him, even considering harm to him, was tantamount to treason in the Dark Lord’s eyes, and was suicide.

Now everyone, even his oldest followers who had just re-joined him, knew what the penalty for that crime was.

Their future actions would be on their own heads.

Severus lowered his wand, considered the broken, bleeding young man before him, and turned to whisper something to Tom.

Tom nodded, and said, “On three, then. One, two, three.”

“Pe fynd be ignis!” They cast together, and vicious-looking flames began to pour from their wands.

Severus ended the spell as soon as the body was engulfed in flames, but Tom flicked his wand a few times, and creatures formed from his flames. He split his concentration for a moment as Death Eaters and Hopefuls alike began to back away, and a dome of energy surrounded the burning body and the spell both, holding the fire inside. Once the body was fully consumed, Tom raised his wand again, and spoke.

“Finite incantatum!” He cast, the words ringing with power, and the flames disappeared as though they had never been, leaving not a single scorch mark behind. The body was gone. There was not even dust left behind.

Harry let out an astonished breath and felt his estimation of Tom raise another few notches.

The man had such power!

And he was… Getting hard.

Okay, so he was attracted to power, that was a good thing, considering the boyfriend he’d picked.

Tom came back up to stand beside him, smirking. //Did you like that, My Prince?// He asked.

Harry hummed. //What was that last spell?// He asked.

//Fiendfyre. I will teach it to you when you inherit. It is difficult to control; I don’t want to risk it until then.// He said.

Harry smiled. //As for your question, yes, I liked that very much.//

Tom looked smug. “Rookwood, bring in the others.” Was all he said.

Harry looked up as Ron and Ginny were brought in, bound in ropes wrapped around their bodies. They could walk and stand, as long as they didn’t fall, but they could not use their arms at all. He smiled.

This would be fun.

They were brought to the centre of the room and Rookwood fell back to stand amongst his brethren.

“What the bloody hell is this?” Ron asked, more angry than afraid. “A Death Eater meeting?”

Harry stepped forward and came to a stop in front of them.

“Who the bloody hell are you?!” He spat.

Harry removed his mask. “I’m hurt, Ron. And we were so close, too. You should have recognised me by now.”

Ron glared at him. “Harry. You did go Dark.” He spat, and Harry dismissed him, turning to his sister instead to address her.

“Hello, Ginny. Don’t worry, I’m the only one that will be coming near either of you, and I have no interest in rape. Unlike you.” He said softly.

The room had gone very quiet as the Death Eaters waited to see what exactly their Lord’s consort was capable of.

“Don’t you touch her!” Ron shouted, straining against the ropes he was wrapped in.

Harry turned his attention back to his former best friend. “Oh, Ron, Ron.” He patted his cheek fondly. “Don’t worry about it so much. You’ll be dead before I lift so much as a finger to her.” He smiled. “You won’t have to watch any of it.”

Ron noticed the twins standing several feet away.

“Fred! George! Help me!” He shouted.

Fred and George shrugged. “You made your bed.” George said lightly.

Fred shook his head. “Now you’ll lie in it. Forever. Don’t cross Our Prince. It’s a simple thing to ask.”

Ron paled. “No! I didn’t mean to! Ginny tricked me! I had no idea what the potion was, or did, I wouldn’t have—”

Harry silenced him with a sigh. “You are done, Ron. You were questioned under Veritaserum, we all know you did what you did willingly, knowingly, and with no compulsion at all. You have been tried, found guilty, and now that it is time for your punishment, you balk? You’re not allowed to!” Harry hissed, backhanding him across the face. “I hope that hurt.” He said. “There is more to come.”

Ron shrank in on himself.

Harry drew a breath. “If anyone has doubts that I can torture with the best of them, take notes. I’m still learning, but these past three weeks I have been studying with my Father, and I am a quick study when I need to be.” He told all the Death Eaters before he raised his wand and began the show they were all here for.
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