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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Harry_Potter_-_J._K._Rowling
  Relationship:
      Harry_Potter/Tom_Riddle_|_Harry_Potter/Voldemort, Sirius_Black/Remus
      Lupin, Lucius_Malfoy/Severus_Snape, Harry_Potter/Tom_Riddle, Harry
      Potter/Voldemort
  Character:
      Harry_Potter, Tom_Riddle_|_Voldemort, Sirius_Black, Remus_Lupin, Lucius
      Malfoy, Severus_Snape, Albus_Dumbledore, Ron_Weasley, Hermione_Granger,
      Arthur_Weasley, Molly_Weasley, Kingsley_Shacklebolt, Alastor_“Mad-Eye”
      Moody, Ginny_Weasley, Rita_Skeeter, Bill_Weasley, Charlie_Weasley, Fred
      Weasley, George_Weasley, Percy_Weasley, Narcissa_Black_Malfoy, Nagini_
      (Harry_Potter), Griphook, Amelia_Bones, Cornelius_Fudge, Dolores
      Umbridge, Vernon_Dursley
  Additional Tags:
      Anal_Sex, Accidental_Voyeurism, Dumbledore_Bashing, Ron_Weasley_Bashing,
      Hermione_Granger_Bashing, Good_Voldemort, Dark_Harry, Powerful_Harry,
      Other_Additional_Tags_to_Be_Added, Ginny_Bashing, Past_Child_Abuse,
      Public_Humiliation, Dirty_Talk, Oral_Sex, Rough_Oral_Sex, Blow_Jobs,
      Face-Fucking, Sex_Toys, Dildos, Cock_Rings, Nipple_Play, Nipple_Clamps,
      Butt_Plugs, Gags, Praise_Kink, Overstimulation, Orgasm_Delay/Denial,
      Begging, Rimming, Light_Bondage, Spanking, Pranks_and_Practical_Jokes,
      Evil_Dumbledore
  Series:
      Part 1 of The_luck_of_a_Potter
  Stats:
      Published: 2015-08-15 Completed: 2016-05-20 Chapters: 18/18 Words: 27547
****** The luck of a Potter ******
by LivingInTheLight
Summary
     “So dads and Mr. Weasley, you are probably wondering why I am here in
     bed with lord Voldemort and believe me, I can explain…”
***** Prologue *****
This was the first time in his relatively short life Harry could honestly say
he was happy. He had friends, a family and best of all a loving, gorgeous
boyfriend. It was impossible to imagine what he would do without them. He had
lived for years in an unloving house (not a bone in his body would ever think
of that place as his home), followed by years with a meddling know-it-all and
several traitors, but far worse was the manipulating headmaster. For the last
two years his life had changed drastically and fortunately for the better.
It all started on the night of a full moon in his third year at Hogwarts School
of Witchcraft and Wizardry. More specifically the night starting underneath the
whomping willow and in the Shrieking Shack. Everything had gone perfectly: Ron
got bitten by a grim – aka Sirius Black, Padfoot, Snuffles, my godfather, ¼ of
the legendary Marauders, Black Beauty (I really could continue, but that would
interfere with the story) – well that serves the redheaded bastard right, he
got to hex his favourite potion’s master without further repercussions and he
finally found the family he had craved since he was only a little boy.
Believe it or not, but it was all due to his incredible luck. After two years,
he still loved those memories, those days where the best of his life. When they
left the secrete passage underneath the tree, the full moon shone bright in the
sky. His first instinct was to panic, because professor Lupin could transform
at any minute. When it seemed everything could go south very quickly, he fell
over a little rock on the dark ground and accidentally pushed Sirius into the
whomping willow. Well, short story even shorter: Sirius pressed the knot and
all the branches of the tree started to move again. One of the biggest branches
knocked professor Lupin unconscious and the threat of the werewolf disappeared.
Without another hitch in the plan the small group consisting of two unconscious
professors, one filthy rat, one escaped convict and three very lucky students
made their way to the castle and the headmaster.
***** Fun interrupted *****
At the moment his boyfriend was doing unspeakable things to his body. He had
never felt so good and couldn’t remember a better moment in time. It was
incredible what one person could do with his tongue! And Merlin, was it even
possible to move your hips like that? Harry became incoherent a long time ago,
probably around the time when that devilish mouth was biting his neck or when
he was finally filled to the brim by that large cock. The only thing he could
do now, was to hang on for the ride and keep moaning, whimpering and withering
in pleasure underneath the muscled body of the man he loved. They were so
emerged into each other that neither heard the commotion outside their room.
The moment the room got invaded by unwelcome visitors went unnoticed by the
couple in the bed. At least that was until one voice made itself known quite
loudly.
“Harry James Potter-Black,” his previous godfather and since some time now his
beloved adoptive father bellowed, “What the hell do you think you are doing?
How did you even get out of Hogwarts, why aren’t you sleeping in Gryffindor
Tower? If you know what is good for you, I want some answers and I bloody well
want them right now!”
This certainly put a damper on Harry’s euphoric mood and brought him back to
awareness. If there was one person nobody wanted to see or hear when they were
in the middle of having fun with their boyfriend, it would definitely be their
dad. Couldn’t he have waited just a couple of minutes?? If you thought things
couldn’t be any worse than that, you clearly don’t know Harry. Well, like they
always say: a disaster never comes alone. Standing next to his precious father
were none other than his other parent, Remus Lupin, the redhead patriarch,
Arthur Weasley with his banshee of a wife (wife of a banshee, your choice),
Molly Weasley and the leader of the light, Albus Dumbledore with his loyal
sidekicks, Alastor Mad-Eye Moody and Kingsley Shacklebolt. Harry really didn’t
want to think about the fact that Moody had an electric blue eye that so
happened to be magical and could easily see through the blankets covering him
loosely.
If all of this wasn’t embarrassing enough, he clearly heard two voices laughing
in the middle of the doorway. If he wasn’t in such a compromising position
(naked and with his boyfriend’s cock still in his ass) he surely would have
hexed them into oblivion! But no, that certainly wasn’t an option right now. In
the corner of his eye he could see a glimpse of two tall, smirking wizards. A
blond and a man with hair as dark as the night. Harry was sure that this was
even worse than the time the two of them walked in on him, but well that is a
story for an other time.
Like the Gryffindor he is, Harry decided to face everything head-on before his
boyfriend decided to kill, torture or maim all the intruders. Well, okay to be
honest he didn’t really care that much for all of them, but let’s get things
clear: he liked his dads in one piece, thank you very much.
“Uhm, …, hi dads, … everything alright?” smooth Harry, you are so fucking
brilliant – please note the sarcasm – “you know, I can explain this…”
“You bet your ass, you will explain this! You get exactly one more minute or
you will be in a world of trouble!” Sirius wasn’t even done talking before a
low voice whispered in his ears, “You better not lose your ass in this bet,
because I am rather fond of it and you know how I tend to react when someone
tries to steal my property.” A lesser man than Harry would get a shiver over
his entire body.
He really hoped his dads hadn’t heard that, but Harry knew from experience how
good the canine hearing of Sirius is and how extraordinary the wolf hearing of
Remus is. Looking at the grossed out and faintly amused expression of his dads
faces, he immediately knew the answer to his question.
The tense silence was rudely interrupted by the shrill voice of Mrs. Weasley.
“Harry, what do you think you are doing in the bed of an adult? Do you even
know who he is? For heaven’s sake, you are just a boy, you don’t know what you
want. It isn’t proper to be with another man, we all know that this is just a
phase you will grow out off. You know that Ginny would love to go on a date
with you. Ginny would make you so happy, just give her a chance. If the two of
you marry, Ron will be your brother-in-law and I would be your mother! Isn’t
that what you always wanted?”
Harry knew that he had to put a stop to this right now. His lover tends to get
a bit possessive over him and obviously doesn’t like anything the red banshee
is yelling at them. “Mrs. Weasley, like it or not, but I am gay and happily in
a relationship. I do not want Ginny, nor will I ever want her or any other
woman. I am no longer a little boy and am quite capable of making my own
decisions. If I have any trouble making them, I will not hesitate to ask my
family. And I mean my own family, like the two lovely gentlemen next to you,
who are quite obviously gay and happy with each other.”
“Harry, we know that you are no longer a little boy, but you really should come
out of the bed right now, you clearly don’t know in how much danger you are
right now. Come here and we can talk more privately back at school.”
“Sorry, headmaster, you are right. This conversation is going nowhere.” Harry
allowed a brief smile to grace itself on the headmaster’s face and a slight
twinkle in those blue eyes, before he decided to burst the bubble. “That is why
I would love to talk with my family and my lover without your meddling or that
of your sidekicks. Now if you would please leave us all alone, that would be
great.”
“Now hear this young man, how dare you speak to the headmaster like this?! I
expect you to apologise immediately and we will pretend like this never
happened.”
“Merlin, you are giving me a headache!” before Mrs. Weasley could answer, Harry
summoned his power and apparated her right out of the bedroom and back to the
Burrow. “Oh, and headmaster? I know perfectly well who I am sleeping with!”
With a final wave of his hand, Harry apparated the unwelcome guests right out
of there.
“So dads and Mr. Weasley, you are probably wondering why I am here in bed with
lord Voldemort and believe me, I can explain…”
***** Meeting the in-laws *****
“Maybe it will be easier and more comfortable for all of us if we have this
conversation when we are all fully dressed. Now if all of you can leave the
room, Harry and I can do just that” Voldemort suggested before pulling his cock
out of the younger boy’s ass. The result was enough to leave Harry with a
permanent blush rivalling the famous Weasley’s hair colour. Let’s just say that
no parent should hear their teenage son moan like that.
To Sirius’ credit he didn’t react to the blushing and moaning of his son, but
you couldn’t exactly say that he was calm. “Hell no, I am not leaving my son
alone in this room with you until I know exactly what is going on here. My
sweet, little, innocent puppy isn’t even 16 yet, you disgusting pervert! I
don’t care that you are both naked, you will both get out of bed immediately
and get some clothes on! I am giving you five seconds, pup, to move your behind
and believe me you do not want to know what I will add to your already
significant punishment if I have to wait a second longer. ” Not wanting to take
any further risks Harry grabbed his pillow, covered himself and leaped out of
the bed, leaving a startled dark lord in his wake while he ran to the safety of
the bathroom and his clothes.
Meanwhile after Harry’s quick departure, Voldemort got out of bed still half
hard and without any visible shame or reluctance. You could say that he just
had a very convincing mask on his face like every self-respecting Slytherin,
but the truth is that everybody should be proud of a body like that! There
wasn’t an ounce of fat, every inch of his tall body was covered with pure
muscle and surrounded with a pale, blemish-free skin. All of this was in a
sharp contradiction with the snake-like creature that he was known as. Among
all the anger in their minds the older Gryffindors found themselves quite
impressed with the dark lord’s physique. Even Arthur who was distinctively
straight found himself looking longer than appropriate. But could anyone
seriously blame him? The first thought in Sirius’ mind after taking a quick
peek down below was ‘damn Harry, you are so tiny, how the hell did that work
without causing any permanent damage? Wait a second, there better be no
permanent damage! Dark lord or not I will kick his ass!’
Voldemort strolled to his closet and dressed at his own pace without taking any
further notice of his audience. While fastening the last button of his robe,
Harry came back into the room, looking refreshed and wearing a comfy pants and
a big sweater that were noticeably too large for him and clearly weren’t his
own. Maybe it wasn’t the right question in this particular situation, but Remus
automatically wondered why You-know-who would own such clothing. In which
situation would he wear these? It certainly wouldn’t be appropriate to wear
this when commanding and ordering around his Death Eaters, there would be
absolutely no respect. He certainly didn’t wear these in public, the Daily
Prophet would have a fit for sure. Maybe he used them while torturing innocent
muggles or kicking tiny, cute, little puppies, everyone knew you couldn’t get
bloodstains out of your robes. No, that couldn’t be true, could it? Maybe a
question for another time.
“Dad?” this interrupted the bizarre train of thought that was currently
occupying Remus. ”Dad, are you coming? What are you doing? Everyone is going to
the sitting room.” Remus followed and sat in a black leather chair next to
Sirius and Arthur, joining them in a loveseat on the opposite side of a small
table were Harry and lord Voldemort. When everyone was seated, Voldemort
summoned a house elf and ordered tea and biscuits. Apparently even a dark lord
can be a good host.
“Okay, I know you have a lot of questions, but I must ask you to hold them
until I am done explaining everything.” After a reluctant agreement, Harry
decided to start at the beginning. “The summer after third year, we managed to
hand over Wormtail to Amelia Bones and the Department of Magical Law
Enforcement. That summer was the best of my life, because I finally got the
family I always wanted. Don’t get me wrong, I love the Weasley family and I
will always consider them my own. Mr. Weasley, you know I consider you as my
third father and you mean a lot to me, but I know that you already have an
entire family to take care of. Something I never suspected to happen happened.
The little orphan who thought he didn’t deserve anything, didn’t only get one,
but two amazing families. After you adopted me, the both of you gave me the
chance to keep my first family and contact them regularly whenever I wanted.
One day when I was flooing to the Burrow unexpectedly, my initial thought was
that nobody was home but I overheard a conversation that changed my life more
than I could have ever expected.
/start flashback/
Harry was just about to turn around and go back home when he heard some voices
in the next room. He knew that eavesdropping is wrong, but well he is a teenage
boy and damn curious, so he decided that a couple minutes wouldn’t hurt anyone.
Boy did he get that wrong. “I just hate it mom, why do I have to keep
pretending to like him. He is just an arrogant, spoiled child that thinks he is
better than me. It is his fault that all of us have been in danger before. I
got bitten by a dragon and a grim, Hermione got petrified and Ginny got
possessed by a diary. Sometimes I swear that if the money wasn’t so damn good,
I would never stay friends with him. Why does he get to have all the fame, the
popularity and the money? It just isn’t fair I should get that, I deserve it
more! Nobody cares about him, he deserves all the hate his relatives gave him,
just for being a dirty parselmouth.” Harry was overwhelmed, he didn’t know what
he should think. He knew Ron could be jealous sometimes, but this was just
awful! Who paid Ron to befriend him? Why would anyone do that? “I know sweetie,
especially now that he got adopted by those two mongrels and Arthur gave him
permission to come here whenever he wants. At least the previous years
professor Dumbledore kept him at his aunt’s for the bigger part of the
holidays, but now we have to be on guard all the time. I know it is hard on
you, but just pretend for a little longer. The headmaster promised to give you
an extra bonus when the school year starts again. Just think this, in a couple
years the brat will marry Ginny. When they have an heir, she will have complete
access to the Potter and Black vaults. This will make her and us the richest
people in Britain, maybe even Europe. After that nobody will care what will
happen to the brat. Dumbledore hasn’t decided yet, but the chances of the
brat’s survival are very slim.” Harry had heard enough, he turned around and
fled silently threw the floo network back home. The rest of the day was spend
crying and thinking of the betrayal of his best friend, while locked up in his
own bedroom.
/end flashback/
“Cub, why didn’t you tell us that? We could have helped! I know the explanation
isn’t over yet, but please come here.” Harry immediately flew into the open
arms of Remus, where he was hugged from both sides by Arthur and Sirius. “Oh
Merlin, how could they? How is this possible, how could my wife and youngest
two children do this? Harry please know that I consider you my son and I know
that my eldest sons do too. I am so sorry, I should have known.” With his thumb
he caught the tears leaving Harry’s eyes.
“Thank you, I love all three of you. I am sorry that I never told you, but I
was just so hurt that I didn’t know what to do and I didn't want to come
between the Weasley family. When I figured out that not only Mrs. Weasley and
Ron got paid by Dumbledore, but also Ginny and Hermione, I started to form a
plan. I figured that if the Light Side wasn’t so light that maybe the Dark Side
wouldn’t be so dark. I began to make connections within the other houses and
soon learned that Dumbledore wasn’t so popular with them. I befriended the
Slytherins, Ravenclaws and Huffelpuffs while making sure that the Gryffindors
didn’t find out any of my plans. Draco helped me contact his father and
together they helped me approach professor Snape. In the meantime I was already
the fourth champion in the Triwizard Tournament. I knew it was a ploy that had
something to do with me and Voldemort, so I decided to wait it out and see what
was coming. When I was whisked away by the portkey, Voldemort got resurrected
and instead of fighting we talked. He told me everything about his true goals
in the war and about Dumbledore’s manipulations in not only my life but that of
many others. Together we decided that Severus and I could continue to act as
spies for the Dark Side, while pretending to be loyal to the Light. Along the
way, we continued to talk and well I don’t want to sound cheesy, but we fell in
love.”
Harry was still seated in Remus’ lap and surrounded by Sirius and Arthur. He
was too scared to look at their face and see the rejection that was sure to be
there. The only think that broke the silence was a scared, soft voice
whispering: “Please, don’t hate me.”
***** A bunch of redheads *****
 
The soft murmuring was met by complete and utter silence before everyone
started to talk as one. “Cub, I could never stop loving you, please don’t think
like that. I will always be by your side even if you decided to sleep with
Satan himself!” This was met by a slightly amused look of Voldemort.
“Harry, in my mind I just lost one of my sons, my only daughter and wife. They
don’t deserve any better for their atrocious betrayal, but you did nothing
wrong. You cannot choose who you fall in love with. If you say he is a good
man, I believe you. I have always trusted your instincts and I will continue to
do so!”
“Harry, you are my puppy, you have been the most precious person in existence
ever since I was informed of Lily’s pregnancy. If you don’t believe me you can
ask Moony, but I was more nervous and exited for your birth than Lily and James
combined. You can even decide tomorrow to become the next Dark Lord and go on a
killing spree and I would still follow you, because I am sure that you would
have a good reason. The only thing you could possibly do, for me to be mad is
killing Moony. But rest assured even then I would give you the opportunity to
explain and if I think he deserved it, I would help you bury the body where no-
one can find it.” Sirius exclaimed.
After a little while Harry started snickering, and NO it definitely was not a
giggle!  He didn’t care what his dad says! Sirius was just glad that he was
able to put a smile on his son’s face, before he remembered what he had said.
He turned an abashed smile at Remus and said: “no offence, Moony, you know that
I love you…”
“None taken, if it was the other way around, I am certain that he had a good
reason and in the right situation I would have probably helped him.”
“Thanks everyone, I hoped you would be okay with this too. I know I should have
told you sooner and I should have had more faith in the three of you.” Harry
was so grateful for the support of his family that he snuggled a bit closer to
Voldemort, who automatically tightened his arms around his little lover. They
may have done this on instinct, but the little gesture didn’t go unnoticed with
the other adults.
“Wait a second, Harry, I have one question. You just said ‘I hoped you would be
okay with this too.’ Why did you say ‘too’? Who else did you confide in? Or
better yet, maybe I should ask you, how many of your older brothers already
know?” Arthur asked with a semi stern voice.
Despite Voldemort’s arm around his shoulder, Harry started to fidget nervously
in his seat. “That depends… In how much trouble would they be if they knew?”
“All of them would be in significantly less trouble if you told me straight
away.” Arthur conceded.
“Okay, then I may admit that all five of them know. It isn’t their fault that
they didn’t tell you, I made them swear secrecy. Believe me, Percy wanted to
tell you, but I have some amazing dirt on him and the others so they wouldn’t
snitch.”
 
===============================================================================
 
How Gred and Forge found out…
“Oh Merlin, guys, I really don’t know what to do! What do I do? Please, I
really need your help! I’m gonna screw all of this up and he will hate me! Why
would he even like me? I’m an ugly, pathetic, scrawny, little child! Why would
someone like him ever be attracted to someone like me? Maybe I should just
forget about all this, yeah you are right guys. I should just forget about
this, thanks for your help. I gotta go now…”
“Hold it right there Harrykins, did we understand your word vomit correctly?
Has our sweet, innocent little brother a crush? You are gonna place your butt
right there and start from the beginning or you will become our new test-
subject for our joke shop! You cannot just storm into our room, drop all of
this information onto us and then just leave. We want to know it all, every
juicy detail! Who is he? Do we know him? How old is he? Is he hot? Have you
kissed yet? Do you want to kiss? Do you want to do more than that? Is our sweet
little Harrykins not so sweet and innocent anymore?”
After that an excruciating interrogation began and Harry spilled all of his
well kept secrets. Everything that had bothered him during the last couple of
months came out and afterwards he was happy that he had people to confide in.
 
===============================================================================
 
How Bill found out…
Harry tried to be as silent as possible, he knew there were some Order members
meeting with his dads and they couldn’t find him sneaking back into the house.
Not when he just came from a lovely date with their arch-enemy. Yesterday he
had heard Tonks saying Mad-Eye was ill, so the blasted eye shouldn’t be a
problem right now. With the expertise of a true teenager with canine dads he
slipped into his own bedroom. With a sigh of relieve he switched on his light
and saw Bill Weasley sitting in his bed, watching him with a raised eyebrow.
“Hi Bill, nice to see you again, I’d love to talk, but I’m really tired right
now. Bye…” After Harry faked a huge yawn Bill gave him an unimpressed look.
“I know you Harry, and surely you can lie better than that. Come on, sit and
talk. You’ve been acting weird lately, I just want to know what is going on in
the mind of my youngest brother.”
Harry blamed it on the left over excitement of his date, but he got onto the
bed next to Bill and told him everything about the betrayal and Voldemort.
 
===============================================================================
 
How Charlie found out…
Growing up in a house with so many siblings made sure that you always had a
lack of privacy. With most of your brothers knowing your deepest secrets, it
would only be fair to know their secrets as well. Charlie Weasley was a prime
example of that. He liked to know what was going on in the lives of his
brothers and sister. As a born and raised Gryffindor, he also wasn’t above
eavesdropping to get the wanted information.
The older Order members were still talking about all kinds of mundane stuff and
quite frankly, Charlie was bored. He had noticed that his older brother, Bill,
had been gone for the bathroom for some time now and he decided to investigate.
The door of Harry’s bedroom was left ajar and he heard the voices of both his
brothers. He decided to keep on listening to the entire conversation.  He felt
enraged with his so called mother and younger siblings, saddened for Harry, but
also glad that he was able to find happiness in such circumstances.
He waited until Harry was done talking, before opening the door and joining
Bill and Harry for a group hug that showed his support.
 
===============================================================================
 
How Percy found out…
“So Percy, hypothetical question… If I want to sue people, rather important
people. I want to see them go down for every wrong they have ever committed,
but I don’t want to do it right now. I want to give them a false sense of
security and take them down at the most opportune moment in time. How should I
handle this? You know, purely hypothetical…”
“I am glad, you came to me with this question Harry, because the others
wouldn’t have taken you seriously. I would file a complaint through the goblins
of Gringotts and let them handle it. They are quite vicious and are very good
with the law for the right price. Everyone that ‘hypothetically’ hurt someone
of my family deserves no better.”
“Would you still feel the same if I wanted to sue people you know? People you
consider family?” Harry asked with a small voice.
“I trust you Harry, I would like you to explain further, but I understand it if
you want to keep everything quiet.”
After an hour of explaining, Percy was furious!
“How dare they, how dare they do something like that! We must report them, the
ministry will help us! They broke the law, I can’t believe this! I have been
living with thieves and oh god, this is horrible. I support you fully Harry,
but I don’t think that I can live with that monster any longer. Don’t worry I
will find another reason to leave, nobody will suspect you or that their secret
is out. I will tell her that I stand by the ministry and not Dumbledore. I will
attempt to stay in contact with dad and the others, but for now I really need
to think about all the lies she has ever told me! But Harry, we should tell
dad, you can trust him you know.”
“I know I can trust him, Perce, and he would probably be able to help, but I
don’t want to ruin and separate his family. I want to give him the happiness he
deserves for a little while longer. I know you don’t agree, but you owe me one!
Remember that time when I walked in on you and the table was on fire. Fred and
George got blamed for that, but I didn’t snitch!”
“Fine, I won’t tell, but we are even right now!”
***** Planning revenge *****
 
“I should have known they were keeping secrets from me. All of them have been
acting in a mysterious way. Oh, can I know what blackmail you used on Percy? I
know him, he wouldn’t keep quiet if he didn’t have a damn good reason. A part
of me is just glad that he honestly doesn’t believe all that nonsense Fudge is
spreading around. I have no idea how that moron ever got so many votes, but
well we have to admit that the wizarding world is filled with idiots.” Arthur
said.
“Well, father dearest, I will take their secrets with me into the grave. A
brother’s honour!” Harry told them with a look of pure innocence.
“So, better yet, either way you will keep their secrets until you can use it to
blackmail them or get back at them. It also is a possibility that they have
just as much blackmail on you, so you can’t snitch on them without fearing
retaliation. Don’t try to fool me puppy, I had a younger brother too. We may
have had our differences, but Regulus and I shared secrets and blackmail like
any other siblings. You should also know that the look of innocence stopped
working a long time ago. And after what we walked into today, I don’t believe
that even Moony will fall for it again…” Sirius added.
“Oh please, dad. We all know that Moony is a sucker for my puppy-eyes.” Harry
just couldn’t help to keep the mischievous grin of his face.
“Don’t look at me like that Padfoot, I just can’t help it. Every time he
flashes those big, sad, green eyes at me, I just melt! It’s like some kind of
hypnosis and I don’t know how you are immune to them. Sometimes I blame it on
the wolf, no werewolf can ever deny its cub. We can be strict, and a rebellious
and naughty cub will be punished, but we have to protect our young ones. If a
cub is sad, the entire pack is affected.”
“It is not just you, Lupin. I also can’t resist them, from all my Death Eaters
only Severus is immune. He blames all the dunderheads he has to teach all day
long. For being the enemy for such a long time, Harry has all of my followers
wrapped around his tiny fingers. But enough of all the explanations. I know we
will all have to talk about this at a later time, but right now we have work to
do. Since Dumbledore and his little bird loving club walked in on us, we can be
sure that he will start a smear campaign against Harry and myself. We have to
attack him before he brings doubt to the public.” Voldemort contributed to the
conversation.
“Harry, you told us that Percy advised you to go to the goblins. Did you do
that, what did they tell you?” Remus asked.
“I went to them as soon as I got the opportunity after my conversation with
Percy. Together we made a plan that can be executed in just a couple of
minutes. Everything is ready and is being accomplished as we speak. While I was
freshening up in the bathroom and putting my clothes back on, I sent my
patronus with the message that the plan is in action and our chosen code word
to confirm it was me.  From now on the goblins will take care of everything. I
am one of the richest clients they have, so for the right price they will help
a lot. Goblins are a proud race and they honour their job. If there is one
thing they hate above all else, it is thieves.”
“Wow that is wonderful Harry! What are they doing right now? How are they
helping us? Everyone should be scared of them, they are very vindictive. It is
amazing that they like you enough to help. It isn’t in their nature to aid
wizards. Bill has worked with them for years and he has earned their respect,
but he still doesn’t get along with a fair few of them.” Arthur wondered.
“Well with the shared power and money of the houses of Potter, Black, Peverell,
Slytherin, Gaunt, Malfoy, Lestrange and Prince they couldn’t resist. I didn’t
go alone to the goblins, but Voldemort, Lucius, Severus and Bill all
accompanied me and gave me good advice. The first thing we arranged was the
money. Those bastards stole a lot of my parents’ money out of the Potter
vaults. I will get all of that back with a reasonable interest. The money was
stolen from me and put into different accounts under the names of the Order,
Dumbledore, Granger, Molly, Ginny and Ron. I made sure that all of your hard
earned money and everything one of them has ever withdrawn has been put in a
save account that only you can reach so no harm will come to that. Tomorrow
everyone will get a notice that they will have to pay me back plus interest
within 30 days. If they don’t or aren’t able to do so, they will be fined. And
believe me, it will be a big fine, because it will all be authorized by the
goblins. If they are lucky they will only have to work for about 30 to 40 years
each to pay me back.”
“The second thing we arranged was an article that will be published in the
Daily Prophet, The Quibbler, courtesy of Luna and Witch Weekly tomorrow morning
or if we are lucky tonight in the evening edition. The article was composed by
Lucius, Voldemort and Griphook and was finalised with the finishing touch of
Rita Skeeter, so we can all be assured that it will leave a big impact.
Everything we discovered will be mentioned: the betrayal, the theft and every
crime committed by them. Hopefully the public will despise them as much as we
do.”
“And last but not least, with your help Arthur we will be able to denounce them
of the Weasley name and declare all of them enemies of our houses.”
“Wow, that is all amazing, Harry, but Molly is still part of the Prewett
family, she can just adopt Ronald and Ginevra with that name.” Arthur said.
“Don’t worry Weasley, Lucius thought of that too. He had some old text books in
his library and found a very amusing condition in the history of the Prewett
family. As you know the last lords of the Prewett family were Molly’s older
twin brothers Fabian and Gideon Prewett. Apparently it was such a privileged
feature in their family that if twins were born, they would automatically earn
the lordship over any other living relatives. That means that your sons Fred
and George are the rightful heirs to the Prewett name. When they turned
seventeen a couple of months ago, they became Lord Frederick and Lord George of
the Noble house of Prewett. As such they can denounce their mother and younger
siblings. Knowing them they have already arranged a memorable announcement with
possible fireworks.” Voldemort informed them with a smug smile on his face.
“I am so looking forward to tomorrow, but I think it is getting quite late. If
we want to have a front row seat for all the drama, we will have to get enough
sleep tonight.” Sirius said.
“You are right, Black, it is getting late. You can all stay here for the night
in one of my guestrooms so that we can all go to Diagon Alley together in the
morning. Also, it wouldn’t be wise to send Harry back to Hogwarts with
Dumbledore still there, besides the year will be done in a week’s time. It also
won’t be safe for Weasley to go back to the Burrow with his wife waiting.”
“Thank you, that is very generous of you, but since you are dating our son, I
believe that you can address us with our first names.” Remus told Voldemort.
All three of them were walking towards the door before Sirius remembered
something.
“Oh and puppy, before I forget: you are grounded for a month starting the
moment you arrive back at our home and that includes no broom. You kept a lot
of secrets from us and put yourself in danger many times. Don’t worry, your boy
toy is allowed to visit twice a week, but you cannot leave the house without
permission or supervision from either Remus, Arthur or myself.” Sirius smirked
before exiting the room and leaving everyone with their mouths open.
Remus and Arthur hurried behind him, but not without hearing:
“Harry, did your father just call me your boy toy?”
***** The article *****
                            The lies of the Light?
===============================================================================
                                        
 
You read it right, my dearest readers. I have come to some shocking discoveries
that I believe should be shared and not kept secret like many Light Side
supporters want them to be. As you will all understand after reading this
article, the Light Side of this war may not be as light as previously believed.
I, myself am rightfully disgusted by the actions of one, Albus Dumbledore. The
so called leader of the Light. What did he do, you ask? The question is: ‘what
didn’t he do?’
Albus Dumbledore and his followers within the infamous group of vigilantes ‘The
Order of the Phoenix’ have been accused of stealing a significant amount of
money, kidnapping, bribery, fraud, planning line theft, sending an innocent man
to prison, child abuse and child neglect. For everyone who doesn’t take me at
my word, there is enough evidence proving each and every crime committed.
Who did they harm in such a horrible fashion, you may ask? None other than our
own saviour of the Wizarding World, the Boy-who-lived, Harry James Potter-
Black. We were all told upon the defeat of You-know-who that the little baby
Potter was in a secure place, where no Death Eaters could find him to act out
their revenge. Now after all this years that seems to be a lie. A lie designed
by none other than Albus Dumbledore to fool us all.
Harry Potter, age one, was placed at his muggle relatives’ doorstep in the
middle of a cold October night with nothing more than a thin blanket and a
letter explaining Harry became an orphan of the war and was now their
responsibility. All of this was done without the consent of the Ministry of
Magic or the DMLE, but more importantly against the explicit wishes of the last
will and testimony of Lily and James Potter.
‘If anything happens to us, we want to make sure that Harry will be fine and
well taken care of. He should be taken in by his godfather Sirius Black and his
mate Remus Lupin or by his godmother Alice Longbottom and her husband Frank
Longbottom. If for any reason the aforementioned people are not able to take
him in, he should be placed with Severus Snape, the Malfoy family or Andromeda
Tonks. In no circumstances should he be delivered to my sister, Petunia Dursley
née Evans. She is a horrible person who despises magic and everything to do
with it. She and her husband, Vernon Dursley, will make Harry’s life a living
hell. Harry deserves better, we wish him all the love and kindness that he can
get. On another note, we would like to clear some lies and mention that Sirius
Black isn’t our secret keeper and never has been, at the last moment we
switched to Peter Pettigrew under the supervision of Albus Dumbledore,
headmaster of Hogwarts.’
You read it right, readers! Albus Dumbledore is responsible for the kidnapping
of young Harry. Added to that fact are child neglect, because he never checked
in on the child while at the muggles, child endangerment, by sending him to
abusive relatives, but also aiding and abetting child abuse.
I am truly sorry to tell all of you, that it is true, our child hero was abused
as a child. When I talked to Harry himself, I was told that his first Hogwarts
letter was addressed to ‘the cupboard under the stairs’, because that was where
he was forced to live until his 11th birthday. He was regularly denied food and
medical care by his so called relatives and was beaten frequently. His uncle
justified those violent actions by saying he wanted to beat the freakish magic
out of the defenceless child. When we went to question the Dursleys we were
answered by a big whale-like man, Vernon Dursley.
“We want nothing more to do with your kind! Get out of here! We are glad that
disgusting freak is out of here, and we never have to see the boy again!”
To say we were surprised by that violent attitude would be an understatement.
We can only wonder what mistreatments our young Harry has suffered at their
hands.
The attentive readers among yourselves probably noticed something pretty
damning facts in the will of the Potters, concerning one Lord Sirius Black. As
you all know, he has spent 12 years in the wizarding prison, Azkaban, before
being the first wizard to successfully escape.
For more information about Lord Black and his adoption of Harry Potter p.3
The circumstances of Lord Black’s imprisonment p.5
The clearing of his name in 1993 and the involvement of Peter Pettigrew p.7
According to the will, Dumbledore had known all along that Lord Black was
innocent! Why didn’t he save him or demand a fair trial? Maybe it was a ploy
all along to have Harry under his clutches and away from his godfather.
Dumbledore has a lot to answer for, but we still have not addressed the biggest
crimes committed: attempted line theft and thievery. Thanks to the goblins of
Gringotts, Harry finally was made aware of all the lies and injustice in his
life. During one of his visits to the building, some irregularities came to
light. There had been significant money withdrawals from his own vaults without
his knowledge and consent or that of his guardian. Money was transferred to
Dumbledore, the Order of the Phoenix, Molly Weasley, Donald Weasley, Gwen
Weasley and Hermillie Granger. If that wasn’t terrible enough, Dumbledore also
forged a marriage contract between the Weasley daughter and Harry Potter-Black.
Luckily this contract has already been annulled.
For the exact amount of money withdrawals p.9
A copy of the marriage contract p.12
As a proud member of this wizarding community, I start to wonder what other
wrongs Albus Dumbledore and his followers have committed. How will they pay for
their sins and what will the ministry do?
A small boy was abused and betrayed by the people he once saw as his family and
best friends. We can only hope and wish for all the happiness in the world for
our young saviour. I want him to know that I support him and will stand by his
side in this troublesome times. I promise to keep you all updated on the
developments and repercussions that will certainly follow.
An article by Rita Skeeter

***** Is revenge sweeter with popcorn? *****
To say breakfast was an interesting affair, would be an understatement. At the
top of the table sat lord Voldemort with his lover Harry at his left side and
his right-hand man, Severus was seated in his usual seat. Next to the potion’s
master were Lucius Malfoy and his wife Narcissa Malfoy, née Black. On the
opposite side of the table were Sirius, Remus and Arthur. Luckily the other
Death Eaters weren’t present at the moment, but it surely would be entertaining
to watch Moony and Padfoot confront (aka hex and prank) Pettigrew and
Bellatrix.
No-one really knew what to talk about in the beginning. What could one say to
the exact people they hated for so long, just because they were at an opposite
side of the war? The tension was almost palpable, the only ones not affected
were Harry and lord Voldemort, well of course that could have been because they
were too busy playing footsie underneath the table. They were both too immersed
into each other to notice anything else going on in the room.
“So, Cissy, it’s been a long time… Ehm, how has life been? Everything good with
you and Draco?” Sirius finally spoke in a weak attempt to break the
uncomfortable silence. Noticing what he was trying to do, Narcissa decided to
help her cousin a bit.
“You are right, it has been too long, Sirius. We should have never let this war
come between us. Lucius and I are doing well, so is Draco. I just heard from
him the other night and he told me that all his OWL’s went well. You should
meet him, Sirius, I am sure that you would like each other. You both remind me
a bit of one another. Both very smart, proud and always up for some mischief.”
Narcissa smiled at him. To the outside world she seemed cold, because she
always wore her masks and was careful to never let anything slip, but family
was everything to her. She had truly missed Sirius, at one time he was her
favourite cousin. Unfortunately her aunt Walburga was a vile woman, who hated
the fact that her eldest son was different. In her opinion nothing was wrong
with being different. She never believed that Sirius had betrayed the Potters,
she knew he was extremely loyal and that James Potter was like a brother to
him. Even more than Regulus ever had been.
Their awkward conversation came to an abrupt end when an owl came flying in.
This immediately gathered the attention of everyone in the room including Harry
and his lover. The owl dropped the newspaper in the waiting hands of the Dark
Lord and took off right away. While everyone waited in anticipation, Voldemort
was reading the front page. Looking up at him was a huge photo of Harry and the
title ‘The lies of the Light?’. Upon reading the article his smile got bigger
and bigger. It was absolutely perfect. Just the right amount of sympathy for
his little lover and a good amount of hate for Dumbledore and his beloved Order
of the Phoenix.
With a satisfied grin, he copied the newspaper and gave everyone their one
copy. While everyone was reading Nagini came slithering over to her master with
a message.
“Tom, what is going on? Why are you smiling like that? I wanted you to know
that there are a couple of loudmouthed redheads waiting for you in the entrance
hall. I wanted to frighten them a bit, but the identical ones decided it would
be funny to pet me. The others didn’t quite like that. I think those two are a
bit insane, but I like them. Can I keep them? I promise not to eat them! I’ll
take good care of them and feed them every day. Please Tom!”Nagini hissed.
Voldemort was sure that if a snake could pout, Nagini was doing exactly that.
He gave Harry a highly amused look and saw that Harry was looking at the large
snake with a fond and amused expression on his face.
“Nagini, I am sure that Harry’s friends will want to play with you all the
time. I shall tell them that their new task is to pet you as much as you like.
You will not need to feed them, they can take care of themselves. You should
know that they also have their own lives, they are graduating now and after
that they will have to find their own jobs and live in their own homes. But I
promise you that the moment they enter this house, you can play with them. They
are your responsibility! You will make sure they don’t play too many pranks on
us, it is your task to keep those twins in line. Is that clear?”
“Yes, Tom, thank you. I will take great care of my twins, I won’t disappoint
you! I shall let them in right now.” With a final happy and grateful look,
Nagini turned around and went out the door to collect the Weasley brothers.
“Wait a minute, did you just give my best friends and brothers to your pet
snake?” Harry whispered.
“Well, what did you want me to do? I need to have someone keep an eye on those
two. After everything you and Severus have told me about them, I don’t trust
them in my home and with my Death Eaters. Now I won’t have to keep an eye out
all the time for their pranks.” Voldemort smirked.
Everyone was finished reading the article when the eldest Weasley brothers
entered the dining room. If anyone was surprised to see Nagini coiled around
the neck of George, with Fred petting her head, no-one said a word. They were
all far too amused by the article they had just read. It was absolutely
brilliant. The entire Magical Community of Wizarding Britain would read this,
no-one would ever take them seriously again. Sirius and Remus were practically
rolling on the ground with their laughter. A faint whisper of the world Donald
was heard, followed with another bound of laughter.
“Hi everyone, have you all read the article? We wanted to come over to join you
guys to Diagon Alley, I am sure they will all go to Gringotts and make the
public believe it was all a mistake. So, we thought to join them and humiliate
them even more while casting them out of our family. Who is in?” Bill told
them.
Everyone stood from the table and prepared themselves for the revenge soon to
take place in the middle of Diagon Alley.
“Moony, quick, we need to have some popcorn! We cannot humiliate them without
popcorn! Where would be the fun in that?” Sirius said happily.
The twins grinned at Sirius and conjured him a huge bucket full of popcorn.
“See, Fred, and this is why the Marauders are our biggest inspiration and our
idols. They just have the best ideas.” George grinned. All of them went to the
entrance hall and one by one, they flooed to the Leaky Cauldron.
***** Drama in Diagon *****
One by one they flooed into the Leaky Cauldron, luckily it wasn’t very crowded
yet due to the early hour. The customers who were already enjoying their
breakfasts immediately took notice of Harry. They were wondering why he was
accompanied by the Malfoy family and Severus Snape, but they didn’t worry all
that much, because his fathers and the Weasleys were there too and would surely
keep the young man safe. Nobody panicked when the Dark Lord emerged from the
fire place and took Harry’s hand, because no-one except his inner circle
recognized him in his own appearance. All they knew, was what nonsense
Dumbledore had sprouted out. They feared a snake resembling, noseless monster,
not the handsome man holding their hero’s hand.
The group quickly walked through the dimly lit room to the small courtyard,
before any of the wizards or witches could get their wits back and start
bombarding them with questions about the article.  After pressing the correct
bricks, they entered Diagon Alley. On first notice, it was still fairly calm,
but when they ventured further into the street, they quickly heard all the
commotion. On the front steps of Gringotts were a couple of people yelling at
the goblins, who wouldn’t let them into their bank. And those people happened
to be one Molly, Ginny, and Ron Weasley accompanied by one Hermione Granger. A
large crowd of passer-by’s had already gathered around them. Some were just
enjoying all the drama, while others were yelling nasty things at the noisy
humans.
“What do you mean, we cannot enter your bank? Our vaults are here! You cannot
keep us away from our own money, you have no right! This isn’t just, we will
sue all of you. That money is rightfully ours, we deserved it!” the redheaded
matriarch screeched.
“Don’t you know who we are?” The youngest son bellowed. “I am Ronald Weasley!
Hermione and I are the best friends of Harry Potter! We are also part of the
Golden Trio, you cannot do this to us! I’ll make sure you will regret ever
humiliating us! Don’t you know that my little sister, Ginny, is the future lady
Potter-Black? She will marry Harry and they will be the richest, most
influential pair in Europe!”
Before anyone else could shout something, Harry decided to intervene and make
his presence know. “Are you sure your name is Ronald? I could have sworn it was
Donald, maybe I was mistaken…” Harry said with a smirk on his face.
“No, Harry, I am quite sure you are right, I also believe that his name is
Donald! It was in the Daily Prophet after all, I should know, I read it just
this morning.” Sirius added, happy to attribute to the drama forming before his
nose. They could all see Ron’s face getting red with anger and humiliation.
“Harry, sweetie, there you are. Have you read the paper? You should know they
are all awful lies. The Prophet has lied before. You should know that better
than anyone. We are your family, we would never hurt you like that. You are
like a son to me. You and your dads are a part of my family. Don’t let those
Dark wizards influence you, I know that you are a good boy.” The banshee
pleaded. “Now, tell those goblins that it has all been a bunch of lies, we are
your family. You know how little money we have, you cannot let them take it
from us.” As if guilt-tripping would help in a situation like this.
“Harry, why aren’t you doing anything? All my rare and important books are in
my vault. They have to give them back. You know I need them, who else is going
to help you? I know that you need my smarts to help you in school, you would
never succeed without me.” Hermione added to the discussion.
“No, I believe that they are correct, Weasleys, Granger. You should know how
shocked I was that the people I saw as my best friends and family were stealing
from me. Not simply using me for my money, but also for my popularity, magical
and political power. Was it all worth it to you, to betray me? To let
Dumbledore pay you, just so you can keep an eye on me and keep me under his
control? Are you proud now? Proud of yourselves and the almighty leader of the
Light, I should hope not, you are a disgrace to the Wizarding World. I will not
let you get away with this!” Harry replied calmly.
In the meantime, the Weasley girl was like always too delusional for her own
good. “Harry, honey, what the hell are you doing? Why is an older man holding
your hand? You had better not be cheating on me! I should be there next to you,
after all I am the future Lady Potter-Black. I know you are a bit angry right
now, but you will come to love me, I am sure. We will be very happy together.”
She said with an overly sweet voice.
Taking one look at his lover, Harry saw the predatory glint in his eyes and
felt an arm sneak around his waist with a possessive grip. “You better handle
this, little one, or there will be nothing left for you to handle. I am sure
that it wouldn’t be a good idea if I blow her up into a million pieces right
before Gringotts for even daring to look at what is mine.” Voldemort whispered
into his ear.
Harry leaned up and started to kiss the Dark Lord frantically. The endeavour
was eagerly returned and soon they were full blown making out in the middle of
the street. After about two minutes a loud cough brought them out of their
mission to try to swallow each other whole. One of the Dark Lord’s hands had
started to wander a little bit too low on Harry’s back for Sirius’ comfort.
With one quick glance at his father, Harry saw an annoyed expression on his
face. With one final small peck, Harry let go of his lover.
“I knew it, you are nothing but a dirty whore! I can’t believe that someone I
shared a dorm with for 5 years is a disgusting little faggot! You should be
ashamed of yourself, leading my sister on like that. Well, I am happy that I
never was your friend! Who would like to be a friend of a shirt lifter like
you?” Ron shouted out. Soon after a horrified look came over his face when many
members of the crowd started to yell awful, derogatory names at him, for being
such a judgemental pig!
“You dirty, disgusting boy! Now I can see that you never had a proper
education! How stupid can you be to choose him over my daughter? You are
letting yourself get fucked by He-who-must-not-be-named. You deserve everything
we did to you and more. Dumbledore was right, you are nothing more than a tool
to use in this war, Arthur say something! Why are you standing there next to
him? Let the people know that that whore over there is giving himself to You-
know-who!” she wailed at her husband.
“I am sorry Molly, I have no clue what you are talking about. For one thing
Harry is not a dirty whore, a disgusting little faggot or a shirt lifter like
Ronald so eloquently put it. Neither is he a disgusting boy, stupid or a tool.
Harry is one of my sons who I love very much! I honestly don’t know what you
are talking about woman, I don’t see You-know-who anywhere, this is Harry’s
lover, Tom, a very kind and smart man. They have been together for quite some
time and love each other dearly. The both of them have my approval and full
support.” Arthur said to his soon-to-be ex-wife.
“How dare you talk to me, like that Arthur? I am your wife, you should obey me
and no-one else, but professor Dumbledore! I will show you when we get home
that…” her sentence was left unfinished, because Percy decided to interrupt
her.
“Don’t ever talk to our father like that again! You don’t deserve him, he is
way to kind and good for a harpy like you. With this statement I denounce you
as our mother and I have the authority to speak for Bill, Charlie, Fred, George
and myself.” Percy declared proudly with a vicious glint in his eyes.
“Not just that, Molly, but hereby I call upon the power of the Noble House of
Weasley and ban you, Molly Weasley, Ronald Weasley and Ginevra Weasley. You are
no longer allowed to carry the name of my house.” With this proclamation a wave
of pure magic appeared and hit the three redheads in the chest.
“You, will pay for this Arthur! Dumbledore will make sure of that, you will be
begging me to take you back!” She yelled, before turning to her two youngest
children. “Don’t worry kids, as of now we will take my maiden name, Prewett.”
“Ah, ah, ah Mrs. Prewett, not so fast…” Fred said.
“… Who says you have the authority to take on that name?” George added.
“Our dear old, Lucy over there has found an interesting fact about the Prewett
family…” In Lucius’ defence, he only gave them a semi-deathly glare for calling
him Lucy.
“… Did you know, that twins are not only generally awesome, but also highly
praised in the family?”
“The amazing Prewett family will automatically declare all twins born in its
house the rightful Lords as soon as they come of age…”
“… And guess who that are, say Fred, do you know any handsome, brilliant twins
in the Prewett family?”
“Uhm, let me think, brother mine, I believe I have a vague idea. In my mind
there is only one pair of twins available at the moment…”
“Maybe we should spell it out completely for Donald over there.”
“Smart idea, twin of mine. I hereby introduce you to Lord Fred and George of
the house of Prewett.”
“With our newfound Lordship, we call upon the power of the Noble house of
Prewett and we ban Molly Prewett, Ronald Prewett and Ginevra Prewett from our
family. As of now, the three of you will be known as Molly, Ronald and Ginevra
No-name.” They declared together.
“Oh, but that won’t be all. You already know the goblins are making you pay
back every knut you ever stole. You will also be sued for everything you have
done, you had better find yourself a good lawyer, I know I have one.” Harry
told them gleefully.
The crowd around them was going crazy. None of them had expected such a
spectacle so early in the morning. They had read the article and couldn’t
believe what was said about their hero and his former friends. Now they had
proof of it and everything had gone better than they had ever anticipated.
Harry and his small group turned around and were about to leave Diagon Alley,
when Harry decided to give one more performance.
“Oh, that’s right, before I forget. I, Harry James Potter-Black call upon Magic
herself and with the power intrusted in me, I declare Albus Percival Wulfric
Brian Dumbledore, Hermione Jean Granger, Molly No-name, Ronald No-name, Ginevra
No-name and every member of the Order of the Phoenix enemies of the Noble
houses of Potter, Black, Peverell, Weasley, Prewett, Slytherin, Gaunt, Malfoy,
Lestrange and Prince. Make sure to alert your beloved headmaster of this…” with
a final smirk Harry turned around and gave a wink at the twins. Identical grins
appeared on their faces and without further ado beautiful fireworks came to
life in the middle of Diagon Alley. The older Weasley brothers couldn’t let
this opportunity slip and all of them threw a couple of hexes at their former
family members.
Among loud applause from all the wizards and witches in the audience, the small
group left the street and made their way back to the Leaky Cauldron. They left
4 fuming persons in their wake with bright green hair, purple skin with yellow
dots and an itch they could not scratch.
***** Reward for a randy teenager *****
Chapter Notes
     Warning: smut-alert!! ;-)
     Enjoy...
The moment they reached Slytherin Manor everyone broke into identical smiles.
That had even gone better than expected. The only thing that would have made it
perfect was if Dumbledore had joined the traitors. Looking at the bright side,
now they could humiliate Dumbledore when he was all on his own, with all the
negative attention solely focused on him.
No-one was paying much attention to Harry and Voldemort, everyone was too busy
with random fits of laughter. The young Gryffindor grabbed his lover’s hand and
dragged him away from the group. Seeing a mischievous smile on Harry’s face,
Voldemort decided to just follow him and go with it without any complaints.
When he saw where they were heading, he got a predatory glint in his eyes that
would make everyone catching it run for the hills to get away as soon as
possible from this crazy man.
Harry had barely opened the door before he was picked up and slammed against
the wall. Hungry lips were pressed against his own in a matter of seconds.
Without even trying to fight for dominance Harry surrendered to the invading
tongue. Their kiss was almost animalistic with its fervour, getting a bit light
headed from the lack of oxygen, Harry positioned himself better by tightening
his legs around his lover’s waist.
Finally they broke apart, because they both needed to breathe. “Well, I thought
that the both of us deserve a bit of a reward after our successful article in
the newspapers and our adventure to Diagon Alley. Don’t you think?” the younger
one said with a lustful glint in his eyes.
“You always have the best of plans, little one, I doubt the others will miss
us. All of them are too occupied with what just happened. Do you have anything
specific in mind?” Voldemort asked his little lover while putting him back with
his feet on the ground. Deciding not to answer the question, Harry dropped do
his knees and started unbuttoning the Dark Lord’s trousers. With a practiced
hand he pulled out his lover’s large cock and gave the tip a small, innocent
kiss.
“My, my, someone is already pretty hard. I haven’t even done anything yet.”
Harry looked up and gave his lover a wink. “Maybe you won’t need me at all.
Maybe I can just look at your cock and you will cum like some randy teenager.
Is that what you are, my lord? A randy teenager who can’t control himself?”
Harry continued. He just loved to rile up his lover, the sex afterwards was
even more amazing…
He gave the pulsing cock another light lick and in return he got a low moan.
“But, maybe that is all that you are, just a boy. I was hoping that you were a
man, my lord. A man, who would make me submit and take all control. A man, who
would fuck me so hard, that I wouldn’t be able to walk for a week. Someone who
would be capable of making me cry from oversensitivity. But maybe I was wrong,
if you are just a randy boy, none of that would happen. Just too bad…”
Looking back up, Harry gulped, maybe he had gone too far, but oh well… Too late
to take it back. Voldemort gave him a hungry look that promised both pleasure
and pain.
“Oh, my little minx, you have asked for it now! I am going to break you apart
completely until you are begging me for the slightest bit of release, but you
will have to earn it. I’ll show you what I am capable of. Nothing will make me
stop now, I don’t even care if your fathers, family, my Death Eaters, the Order
of the Phoenix or even Dumbledore himself walks in. Your ass is mine!”
Voldemort proclaimed.
He took advantage of Harry in a sitting position and shoved his entire cock
into the little mouth with one swift thrust. Taking no notice of Harry or any
discomfort. He started to fuck Harry’s throat with a burning passion, while the
younger boy could only hang on for the ride. Drool was leaking from the corners
of his mouth, while he struggled to take the entire cock without gagging.
Voldemort was reaching his orgasm pretty quickly and with a couple more thrusts
he burst his load into the awaiting mouth. While Voldemort rode out his first
orgasm of the night, Harry tried to swallow as much of the cum as possible.
Not giving Harry any reprieve, he picked him up and threw him over his
shoulder. When they reached the king-sized bed, Harry was tossed on top as if
he didn’t weigh more than a single piece of paper. With a bound of wordless and
wandless magic, ropes came out of nowhere and bound Harry to each corner of the
bed. A bit more magic and he was completely naked, spread-eagled and vulnerable
at the mercy of his Lord.
“So pretty, little one, I should keep you like this forever. You should stay
tied up in my bed for the rest of your life. Desperately aroused and waiting
just for me, like my own little slut. Is that what you want? Being my personal
slut and cum-dump? You are practically drooling, is this truly what you want
most? No more war or responsibilities, only the need to spread your pretty legs
whenever I want it! But first we are going to have some fun together, little
one. I don’t want this night to come to a close too quickly and you look as if
you can cum any second now, just from my voice like some randy teenager. But
wait, isn’t that exactly what you are?” With a wicked smirk, he opened a nearby
drawer and took some toys out without showing them to Harry. The first one he
revealed was a leather cock ring that he immediately fastened around Harry’s
leaking cock.
“See, much better, don’t you thing, Harry? Oh, before I forget, this isn’t an
ordinary cock ring, I bought this specifically with you in mind, for when I
would feel the need to dominate you completely.” That sure as hell sounded
promising, Harry thought, and maybe a bit frightening if the look in his
lover’s eyes was anything to go by. With one tap against the ring, it started
to vibrate. It was a delicious, but torturous experience for the younger man.
“Oh Merlin, that feels amazing, just wow…” Harry squeaked, sweat was already
beginning to drip from his body. If he was like this after just a couple of
minutes, how would he feel after a long session of pure torture?
“Normally I would love to hear your sweet voice screaming and begging me, but
you insulted me quite deeply. So I don’t think I will allow you to have any say
tonight, maybe later when you are full on crying, but for now I just want to
hear your desperate noises and moans.” With that Voldemort revealed a Slytherin
green ball gag and fastened it around Harry’s mouth.
Harry felt completely helpless and he absolutely loved the feeling right now!
He couldn’t see Voldemort, but he could feel him stroking his cock. After some
strokes he lowered his touch and began teasing his balls, while scratching his
perineum lightly. In the following moment, Harry could clearly feel a tongue
licking from just behind his balls to his butthole and every so often
penetrating it.
“You are just so beautiful! Your legs spread like this, your hole winking and
so needy to be filled by my cock. The perfect picture of pure sin personified.”
The words were said, while Voldemort kept breathing on Harry’s arse. The warm
air made the sensation even more intense and Harry could feel his butthole
twitching. The tongue continued to lick him at a torturously slow pace. In and
out, in and out. A small nibble here and a harsher bite there.
When he was sufficiently lubricated with saliva, Harry felt something prod at
his entrance. At first he was a bit confused, he knew Voldemort’s cock to
perfection, and this wasn’t it. It wasn’t the correct shape and it felt too
cold.
“Can you feel that, love, you haven’t earned my cock yet. For all your teasing,
you will have to earn it!” A dildo was forced into Harry’s butthole, it filled
him nicely, but still… It wasn’t what he craved and was hoping for. With
another tap on the dildo, it surprisingly started to vibrate too, together with
the vibrating cock ring it was slowly driving Harry insane.
If this wasn’t enough, Voldemort went up Harry’s body and started to play with
his nipples. Biting them, sucking them, tweaking, nibbling and just plain right
breathing on them. When they were both completely hard and sensitive, he
procured his second to last toy for the night and attached a pair of nipple
clamps. Knowing that his little lover’s nipples were extremely sensitive, he
decided to give a couple of tugs on the chain connecting both clamps.
“You are being so good, love, so good for your Lord. Taking everything I give
to you without protest. I am so proud of you, my little one. You are completely
mine, no-one else will ever touch you especially that former Weasley chit. I
will take care of you and protect you.” Looking up at Harry’s face, he kissed
away the small tears that had formed in the corners of his eyes from
oversensitivity.
Reaching behind Harry’s head, he unclasped the ball gag and immediately gave
him an affectional kiss.
“Pl… Please…my, my Lord… Please, I… I need… it, pl… ease give it!” Harry
begged.
“What is it that you need, little one, come on, tell me, and use your words.”
Voldemort answered.
“Your co… cock, need it… need cock… please, please, my… Lord.” The boy begged,
nearly delirious.
Satisfied with the answer, Voldemort gave Harry one more breath-taking kiss and
went slowly down his body. Every inch he could reach got kissed, sucked or
bitten. By the time he got near the boy’s angry almost purple looking cock, the
entire body was littered with hickeys and possessive bite-marks. Ignoring the
cock, he went straight towards his ultimate price. He grabbed the dildo and
eased it slowly out, before driving it back in. Repeating the action a couple
of times, ensured that Harry was a babbling mess, incoherent and incapable of
producing any understandable words.
Finally after a couple more thrust, he pulled out the dildo completely and in
one swift moment filled the quivering butthole with his own leaking cock. All
the torturing of Harry had driven him on edge as well. Without taking it slow,
he began to pound into his younger lover’s arse. When he felt himself reaching
his orgasm, he grabbed the vibrating cock ring and pulled it off. After six
more thrusts he finally came inside the tight, contracting heat, while
simultaneously commanding Harry: “Cum, little one, cum now.” Riding out his own
orgasm inside the younger man, Harry came shooting his load everywhere, his
entire torso and parts of his face were covered in cum.
Softly pulling out, he grabbed his last toy and plugged Harry up with a silver
butt plug. He stood back from the bed and looked at Harry, admiring his own
work of art. It was beautiful! The most breath-taking sight he had ever seen.
Constricted with ropes, covered in bruises from bite-marks and cum. With one
wave of his hand, Harry was released from the ropes and they were both cleaned
up, removing all the cumstains.
As expected Harry was completely out of this world. After he had had the best
orgasm in existence he had lost consciousness, knowing that he was warm and
safe with his lover.
***** Sneaky snakiness *****
Chapter Notes
     School started up again, so I was a bit busy...
     Hopefully you liked my sequel, if you haven't read it yet it is about
     the time Lucius/Severus walked in on Harry/Voldemort :-)
Meanwhile in the living room with…
Sirius and Remus
“Hahaha, Moony, oh Merlin their faces! Did you see the jealous brat’s face when
our little Harry called him Donald? Priceless! It was amazing, Moony, just
amazing! Our little Prongslet is way too good for the likes of them. I’m so
proud of him, he clearly inherited my sense of humour!” Sirius was still
reliving the last couple of hours.
“Yes, Padfoot, I remember, I was there just like you, in fact I was standing
right next to you in case you’d forgotten! And for the record, don’t you mean
our Prongslet inherited James’ sense of humour. He is after all his birth
father and our fellow Marauder. Or do you want to confess about some secret
affair with Lily?” Remus barely refrained from rolling his eyes.
“Nah, I’m pretty sure that it was my sense of humour the kiddo inherited. It
just fits better that way: he got James’ looks and unmanageable hair, Lily’s
eyes and temper, my humour and awesomeness and finally your gayness and
smartyness…” Sirius said full of conviction.
What should you answer to a screwed logic like that? Luckily Remus has gotten
used to his mate’s delusions a long time ago, Sirius had never been completely
sane, to be more precise, none of the Blacks were, but Azkaban hadn’t done him
any favours. Sometimes small flicks of craziness were visible in his eyes, only
noticeable for someone who knew what to look for. Remus briefly considered
telling him that smartyness wasn’t a word and that gayness isn’t inheritable,
but it just wasn’t worth it.
Heck, he loves this crazy idiot maybe that makes him a bit crazy too…
 
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Fred, George and Nagini
“Heej George, did you know that if we don’t count Harry, we are the youngest
Weasleys as of now! How cool is that?” Fred asked.
“You’re right Freddie, do you think we will get blamed less and be dad’s
favourites? That would be awesome. Not that we will get in less trouble, mind
you!” George added. Seeing all the mischief they could cause without getting
blamed in front of him. Being the youngest sure had its perks!
While George was daydreaming about all the pranks they could pull and blame on
their older siblings, Nagini slithered closer to keep an eye on her twins. She
like them a lot, they were just so cute and funny. Sometimes Tom was so
generous, her own twins! Just imagine all the damage they could inflict
together…
“Nagini, we already consider you and all your sneaky snakiness as our twin-
sister, maybe even our mother, now that the position is open again, but is
there a way for us to understand you? That would be amazing!” George asked when
he was done with his daydreaming and took notice of the large serpentine.
“I bet you can’t say that five times in a row, sneaky snakiness, sneaky
snakiness …” Fred interrupted.
“Sneaky snakiness, sneaky snakiness, sneaky sneakiness … Merlin, that’s a lot
harder than anticipated. Oh sorry, I lost track of our conversation, what do
you think Nagini, are there any solutions?” George asked again.
Without any explanations Nagini started to shiver all over her body. It lasted
for only a couple of seconds, but when she was finished two bright green scales
fell off of her body. They were the size of pebbles, upon touch they were very
light, but extremely sharp. After losing the scales, she touched them with her
tongue and with her own magic she created two necklaces that attached
themselves on the scales. To be honest, they were beautiful, looking like
priceless jewellery but still manly enough for the twins to wear.
Not needing further information, Fred and George picked up the necklaces and
placed them around their neck.
“Did it work? Can you understand me now?” Nagini asked.
“Wow” Fred started
“This is brilliant!” George continued.
“The both of you won’t be able to speak parseltongue, but you can understand it
as of now. Only the descendants of Salazar Slytherin are gifted with this
ability, but don’t worry Tom taught me to understand English so we can
communicate with each other.”
 
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Arthur, Bill, Charlie and Percy
“Are you sure it is safe Bill, that snake is quite big and probably
carnivorous. Are we 100 percent sure that it won’t eat Fred and George? It is
always fun and games with those two until something tries to eat them.” Arthur
asked his eldest son.
You may think it strange that a father spoke so freely about his youngest sons
being eaten by something, but it wouldn’t be the first time, unfortunately. To
just name a couple of occasions:
    * Age 4: a trip to the zoo, the entire family got kicked out of the park,
      because the twins tried to feed the hungry lions. They were almost in the
      cage, before security could intercept them. (That was the last time they
      entered a zoo)
    * Age 7: on a shopping trip to Diagon Alley they sneaked off to Knockturn
      Alley and where almost kidnapped by a cannibalistic hag. (Arthur still
      had nightmares about this incident)
    * Age 11, two little first year students at Hogwarts decided it would be
      funny to break into the restricted section of the greenhouses and look at
      the flesh-eating plants. (And yes, Arthur tanned their bottoms a nice
      shade of red, when professor McGonagall informed him about this
      incident!)
So it was safe to say that the twins should be careful when they got near
dangerous man-eating objects.
“Don’t worry dad, Nagini belongs to the Dark Lord, I’m sure that she knows not
to eat his guests.” Bill reasoned.
“And look at them, they seem to get along quite well. I’m not sure if a snake
can smile, but Nagini looks almost amused. It is just like the twins to
befriend a giant snake!” Charlie added.
“And even if she managed to eat one of them, I’m almost positive that we would
be there in time to pull him back out. No need to panic, dad, I’m like 80
percent sure that she isn’t poisonous and even if she is, professor Snape
should have an antidote available…” Percy grinned.
This comment got a couple of laughs from his brothers, and even an amused scowl
from his father.
“Crap, what the hell is that?” Percy asked when Nagini started shivering. “Did
the two nitwits jinx Lord Voldemort’s snake? If that is the case, we are all
going to die in a horrible painful way!”
When the twins put on their necklaces and started to converse with the snake,
their older siblings and father watched in amazement.
“Merlin, can the world handle this? Fred and George being able to understand
Parseltongue? I love those boys to death, they are my sons, but even I have to
admit that they are demons!”
 
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Severus, Lucius and Narcissa
“That was an interesting morning, I think I’ll leave you two alone with our
guests and go inform Draco of recent events. You shouldn’t expect me tonight at
dinner, Alexandre and I will dine in his vineyard.” Narcissa left before either
man could respond.
Only a select few knew this, but Lucius and Narcissa didn’t love each other.
They were best friends and always had been, but nothing more than that. They
were obligated to marry one another by their parents, the night of Draco’s
conception was the only time they shared a bed to ensure their heir. Neither of
them minded it, as a matter of fact both had been in a committed relationship
for quite some time. Lucius was happy with Severus and Narcissa had been seeing
Alexandre for nearly three years.
“I’m quite looking forward to the trials. I just can’t wait to see the almighty
Dumbledore go down. I already contacted my best lawyers to support Harry.”
Lucius said.
“Speaking of Harry, where is the little brat? I haven’t seen him since we came
back from Diagon Alley.” Severus asked.
“Still calling him a little brat, Sev? You can’t deny that you have become
quite attached to him! Ever since you discovered that he is nothing like his
father or is the ‘spoiled little prince’ Dumbledore painted him as. If I’m not
mistaking you almost see him as your own son.”
Directing a death glare at his lover, Severus protested: “If you know what is
good for you, Lucius, you will refrain from speaking such blasphemy! I do not
care about the brat, he is just one of my students…” Looking around to see if
no-one was listening in, he added: “I must admit that I don’t completely hate
him. Don’t even dare to repeat those words to him, I’ll deny it till my last
dying breath, if you do, you’ll be sleeping on the couch until Christmas!”
“Yes, yes, message received… If you hadn’t noticed Harry isn’t the only one
missing, so is our Lord and I doubt that it is a coincidence. Probably off
celebrating in a dusty broom closet… From what I’ve seen and heard, they sure
go at it like rabbits. Do you think Black and Lupin figured it out already?”
“They should soon enough, even the mutts aren’t that stupid. After all, they
walked in on him yesterday morning, now they know their precious, innocent
little boy isn’t so innocent anymore.”
 
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All of a sudden every conversation was interrupted by a booming voice: “Wait a
minute, where the hell is my son? And where is Voldemort? He had better keep
his hands to himself‼ I don’t care who he is, Moony, I’m gonna kick his ass‼!”
Sirius roared, before storming out of the room.
***** The overprotective-dad-card *****
Chapter Notes
     Sorry if it's been a while. I promise I haven't given up on this fic!
     I've been busy at school and had the flu :-(
     Hope you keep on reading and commenting! Xx
“Padfoot, do you even know where you are going? They could be anywhere, we
haven’t been in this manor all that long, and you can’t just intrude on their
privacy like that.” Remus ran after him into the hallway. Before he could grab
his wayward mate, the idiot yelled: “I can and I will, Moony, I have the right
to pull the overprotective-dad-card!” With that he transformed in his animagus
form and leaped up the stairs, following his hyper sensitive canine nose.
Not wanting to have his beloved (and foolhardy) husband killed, Remus decided
to follow the large, black dog, leaving behind some very amused people. The
Weasley family was too familiar with the idiocy of the marauders to care much
and decided to leave them alone. Severus and Lucius on the other hand, were far
too amused and both of them loved every second of humiliation the two
pranksters received. They didn’t hate each other per se, not like in their
Hogwarts’ years, but neither could deny that they liked to have a good laugh on
the other’s expense.
The smell of sex led them directly to the Dark Lord’s private chambers. The
pungent smell of sweat and semen was too much for Padfoot’s nostrils and the
poor animal was forced to transform back into his human form.
“Merlin’s pants, that bastard is probably molesting our son, Moony, we have to
stop this right now!” Sirius bellowed before pushing the door open rather
loudly. What they saw inside was not what they’d expected. In the middle of the
large bed, they found a sleeping Harry, safely tucked in his lover’s arms. It
would have made a sweet picture if they weren’t both naked, smelling of sex and
surrounded by used sex-toys. Nothing prepared them for the murderous look in
the Dark Lord’s eyes. He had been enjoying the warmth of his little one,
cuddled into his side, while reading an interesting book on modern potions and
its use in combination with healing charms that Severus gave him on his last
birthday.
“I will skin you alive if you dare to wake him up! Don’t worry, I won’t kill
you. After all, it wouldn’t do me any good to see my Harry suffer from your
loss. I am smart enough not to piss off an angry Gryffindor-Slytherin mix.”
Voldemort said with a bloodthirsty look in his eyes that promised pain for any
additional noise the intruders would make.
“Too late…” Harry yawned. He was still a bit buzzed from the sensations of his
last orgasm, but with much effort he stretched his entire body and slowly
opened his eyes. “I’m already awake. Was this really necessary dad? Couldn’t
you have waited for an additional hour or two?” he said before he started to
yawn again.
Seeing his little pup awake, Sirius forgot all about the Dark Lord’s threats
and thought it would be a magnificent idea to transform in his animagus form
again and jump on his son. Not thinking about the ramifications, unfortunately
he did just that. In one flash Padfoot jumped on the bed, more precisely on top
of Harry, started to lick his sleepy face and wag his tail right in Voldemort’s
face. Suffice to say that in the next couple of seconds there was one pissed
off son about to throttle his father, one murderous Dark Lord about to torture
his future father-in-law, one werewolf seeing everything unfold before his very
eyes dreading the repercussions, two amused Death Eaters about to pee
themselves from laughter and finally one enthusiastic dog trying to clean his
little, innocent boy of all the foreign smells.
Not caring about the fact he was completely naked, covered in sweat, semen and
dog drool, Harry pushed of his father and got out of the bed. With a force of
raw magic he transformed Padfoot back into Sirius and threw him against the
opposite wall.  A look of horror entered Sirius’ eyes, when he realised what
just happened. After a moment of clarity he knew he was going to get punished
severely. Looking around the room, he honestly couldn’t say who he wished to
handle his punishment. His puppy looked frightening even without clothes or a
wand and he was after all the son of not one, not two, but three Marauders. Not
to forget about the genes of Lilyflower! She could be downright vicious when
enraged. Still in the bed, Voldemort had a maniacal gleam in his eyes that
showed why he was feared by many and renamed the most powerful Dark Lord of the
Wizarding World. Even his sweet, lovely mate Moony looked terrifying, it was
close to the full moon and his yellow animalistic eyes promised chastisement
for his insubordinate submissive. The weeks when the moon wasn’t at its
fullest, Sirius liked to take control (especially in the bedroom), but deep
down both of them knew that Remus and Moony still were the alpha of their
little pack. When the moon was at its fullest, it was a different matter
altogether, at this time of the month Moony is in charge and he expected
complete submission of his subordinates, meaning both his mate and his cub.
Harry crept closer in silence until he was right in front of his dad. He leaned
in closely and whispered in the older man’s ear. “Don’t worry, I won’t hurt
you, daddy. Not right now anyway. I can’t speak for Voldemort or Moony though,
they can do whatever they see fit in order to punish you. But let me make one
thing clear to you. I’m gonna show you what the son of three Marauders can do
to you. I’ll show you why the Sorting Hat wanted to put me in Slytherin and how
I convinced it to place me in Gryffindor instead. Do you really think the twins
invented all their pranks without assistance? I helped them a lot, but I just
didn’t get caught doing it. You are safe right now, maybe even tomorrow, who
knows? But don’t forget, I will make you pay one way or another, you’ll just
have to be patient and wait for it.”
“No, no, no, Prongslet, you can’t do this to me. Whatever you want to do, do it
now! You know I can’t handle the stress and anticipation, it will kill me!
Please, just hit me or something, get it over with. Come on, puppy, don’t be so
mean to me!” Sirius whimpered pathetically. He really liked to pull pranks on
everyone, could even handle it if someone pulled one over on him, but he just
wasn’t patient enough to wait for it to come. He hated waiting, especially if
he didn’t know what to expect. Would it be a painful prank? An embarrassing
one? An evil one or even an epic one?
“Nope, can’t do that! What would be the lesson in that? But if I were you,
daddy, I would run and fast. You see, I may not want to punish you right now,
but if you look over at Voldemort and Moony they look like they can hardly
wait.” Harry grinned.
One look at the Dark Lord and at his mate, made Sirius run out of the room
screaming for mercy. Remus automatically started to chase him. Only five
seconds later everyone heard a distinctive bang, that told them Remus managed
to tackle Sirius already and the alpha was about to punish his naughty mate.
When Sirius’ pleas were no longer audible, Harry started to laugh about the fun
he’d have tormenting his beloved, but idiotic father. With all the commotion
he’d completely forgotten there were others in the room and that he was naked
as the day he was born.
Seeing the appreciative, yet subtle glances Lucius and Severus kept giving his
naked little lover, Voldemort leaped out of bed and in all his naked glory
stood in front of Harry to take him away from their view.
“I see you like what you are looking at, but remember he is mine and I am a
possessive bastard! If you want to keep your eyes a little longer, you will run
from this room very quickly before I decide you’ve stared too long and will
crucio you into insanity.” Not taking any chances both of them ran as quickly
as possible out of the bedroom. When they were a safe distance away they looked
at each other and gave a lewd grin. Their lord should be very happy and proud
to have him, Harry was after all a beautiful sight to behold.
***** Punishing Padfoot *****
The moment Sirius ran out of the door, begging for mercy, Moony’s instincts
kicked in and he chased after his wayward mate. It didn’t take long for him to
reach Sirius, with the werewolf in charge he was faster than any man alive and
ten times more dangerous than one too. Without hesitation he tackled his mate
to the ground and held him securely in his strong hold. 
“Moony, please, I didn’t mean to do that, I swear. Isn’t Harry’s punishment
enough? The suspense is already about to kill me and it happened only 5 minutes
ago! Please, Moony, I know I was wrong, but I really don’t want to get
punished!” Sirius whimpered.
“I am happy you know what you did was bad and it will lessen your punishment,
but as your dominant mate and alpha it is my duty to correct you when you do
something like this. I don’t want to punish you, Paddy, but can you honestly
say you don’t need it?” Moony countered.
“Not fair, Moony, don’t like it when you speak to my conscious!”
“Sirius, answer my question! If you believe you don’t deserve your punishment,
we will talk about it and find another solution, but if I find out you lied to
me, it will be even worse. Your choice, Siri…”
“Yes, alpha” He whimpered, “I was wrong, I won’t lie to you and say that I
don’t need to be punished. If I don’t undergo it now, it will eat me alive.” He
said without making eye contact.
Fortunately Remus knew his mate all too well. It was obvious Sirius didn’t like
his punishments, but he craved the reassurances and the affection he received
during and afterwards. Not to mention the sex after was always Amazing, you
read that right Amazing with a capital A.
With a soft smile Remus picked up his lover and carried him to their assigned
room like a baby. On a different occasion Sirius would complain about his
position and be slightly humiliated, but right now he found it comforting and
tightened his arms even more around Remus’ neck. Luckily they didn’t encounter
anyone in the hallways. Comforting or not, he would rather be eaten by Nagini
than be seen by Snape or Malfoy like this.
When they entered the room Remus placed Sirius on the bed like one would with a
fragile, breakable package. He tried to make eye contact with his mate, but the
stubborn mutt didn’t budge an inch. Gently he placed his finger beneath his
chin and lifted his head. What he saw, took him a bit by surprise for there
were tears glistering in his grey eyes.
“Love, everything is alright, we can talk some more if you like.” Remus said in
a hushed tone. He sat himself next to his mate on the bed and leaded him until
he was seated in his lap. He hugged Sirius tightly and started cooing sweet
nonsenses in his ear. After five minutes the tears weren’t completely gone, but
he wasn’t crying either.
“Didn’t think it would be such a big deal, Moony, I thought it would be funny.”
He hiccupped. “With Voldemort looking so normal, I just forgot he was the Dark
Lord.”
“I know, love. Sometimes you forget these things and I am here to help you
remember. What do you think would have happened if Voldemort didn’t love Harry
as much as he obviously does?” Remus asked.
“Don’t know… He probably wouldn’t have liked it if someone walked in on him and
his lover naked in bed.  Most likely he would’ve tortured me and thrown a
couple of crucio’s…” Sirius confessed with a look of realisation. “Oh, sweet
Merlin, Moony. He could have killed me! If I was anyone else, he probably would
have done just that. He has killed for lesser reasons.”
“That’s right, Paddy, you can’t forget who he is. He may have softened because
of our cub and be the lesser of two evils between him and Dumbledore, but he is
still very dangerous. You could have been tortured today, love, or even killed.
I wouldn’t be able to handle that and neither would Harry. We both love you so
much, even in your craziest moments.”
“Sorry, Moony, I didn’t think that far ahead.” Sirius whispered.
“I know you didn’t, love, but that’s alright. Are you sure that you don’t need
a punishment as a reminder? I will love and forgive you either way. I am here
to help you, neither of us is a sadist or a masochist, we only do this for you
to feel better.” The alpha said in a soothing voice.
“No, Moony, I think I need to be punished. It helps me remember it the next
time I plan to do something stupid, I have to be more careful and think before
I act.”
“Alright, love. You know what to do, strip completely and bend over my lap.”
Without hesitation, Sirius undressed until he was in his boxers. He carefully
slipped them off and bend over his alpha’s lap. In an attempt to feel safe and
secure, he gripped Remus’ legs tightly and waited for the inevitable.
“Such a good boy, Paddy, my good boy. You take your punishment so well. I’m so
proud of you.” Moony whispered. Not waiting any longer, he swiftly delivered
the first spank, which resulted in a first tiny squeak of the black haired man.
SMACK SMACK SMACK
The rest of the spanks followed in quick succession and along came more noises
from the man. Every once in a while Remus stopped for a couple of seconds and
soothed the sore skin.
“You are doing so well, Paddy, I’m so proud. Look at you, taking your
punishment so well. You could have been tortured today, Paddy, and I’m not
willing to take that risk. You mean too much to me and I don’t want to lose you
because of a stupid mistake like this. You have to learn that you can’t prank
everyone at any time. You have to be mindful of the situation and the people
involved. ”
SMACK SMACK SMACK
Sirius was full on crying at that moment. He knew that he did something stupid
and couldn’t believe it. He had put his life at risk for something as dumb as
embarrassing his pup. He loved his mate so much right now, Remus knew just when
to spank him and when to praise him. Sometimes he realised he had the mentality
of a child, and in those moments he truly appreciated everything Remus did for
him.
SMACK SMACK SMACK
“Almost over, Paddy, you’re doing amazing, just a couple more. You can handle
this, I believe in you.” The full on crying had subsided into little sobs and
eventually died out completely. For the last part of his punishment, Sirius
just lay over Remus’ lap without complaint. The fight had completely left him,
the pain in his bottom was just a dull ache and everything he could concentrate
on were the calming and soothing words his alpha told him.
SMACK SMACK SMACK
“It’s over Siri. You are completely forgiven. You did so well, love, I’m so
proud of you.” Remus cooed.
Seeing that his submissive mate was out of it, he carefully picked him up,
reclined against the frame of the bed and settled him back in his lap. He
gently started to pet him and murmured soft words until Sirius fell in a
peaceful sleep.  
***** Cheering up Harry *****
Chapter Notes
     An amazing New Year for all my readers!
     xxx
     LivingInTheLight
The rest of the weekend was relatively quiet, well as quiet as one can get with
an entire family of Weasleys hanging around the place. Voldemort and Harry
barely left their room, only for eating their meals with the rest of their
strangely improvised family. Sirius and Remus didn’t even do that. They locked
themselves inside the bedroom and hadn’t come out since, the last time anyone
had seen of them had been when Padfoot disturbed Harry’s beauty sleep.
Unfortunately that hadn’t been the last anyone had heard of them. Draco, who
had recently joined them at Slytherin Manor, was traumatized beyond belief. It
so happened to be that Padfoot and Moony had been too eager to have their
Amazing reconciliation sex that both of them forgot to put up any silencing
charms. Let’s just say the weekend ended with a limping Harry and Sirius, a
smug looking Remus and Voldemort, but also a beet-red faced Draco Malfoy…
Life at Slytherin Manor continued with much less incidents than expected,
considering the large amount of wizards sharing the premises. The Weasleys had
decided to stay a little longer, they weren’t ready to return to the Burrow and
wanted to support Harry before, during and after the trial. They hadn’t heard
anything from Dumbledore or his cohorts since their meeting in Diagon Alley,
which wasn’t very surprising. It was most likely that they were busy licking
their wounds and planning the happenings of the trial.
Everything was prepared on their side, mostly thanks to Lucius, Voldemort and
Griphook. Whenever they had some free time, the three of them would gather in
Voldemort’s office and discuss all the possible outcomes, but also put together
a list of witnesses and crimes committed by the Light. It was pretty obvious
that they had an airtight case, they had the crimes in black and white and the
goblins were willing to testify on their behalf. On top of that, everyone had
read Rita’s article and hated the supposed leader of the Light. Not even the
owner of the Hogshead, who is Albus’ brother, would allow him entrance.
Despite their large amount of evidence, Harry got more nervous every day the
date of the trial came closer. And a nervous Harry, means an irritated Harry…
 
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It had been a week since Harry threatened his dad, but there hadn’t been any
sign of revenge so far. The trial would begin in just three days and there was
nothing left to do. Every possible outcome had been covered, Dumbledore stood
no chance. But you know what they say: ‘Desperate needs lead to desperate
deeds.’
It seemed like Harry was just counting the days until the trial, but Sirius
knew better than that, he wasn’t as naïve as everyone else in the manor. His
puppy may seem sweet and innocent, but it was just a trap. The moment Sirius
would lower his guard and let himself relax, Harry would strike and his revenge
would be unforgettable.
Unbeknownst to him, that was exactly what Harry wanted. They pulled pranks on
each other all the time. What would be the fun in doing just that? In all
honesty, Harry was too preoccupied with the trial and hadn’t had the time to
form a proper plan to humiliate his dad. He hadn’t realised how fun and
entertaining it would be to watch his father squirm and dart out of the room
every time Harry caught his eye.
Although Harry wasn’t thinking of ways to prank his dad, the same couldn’t be
said for some red-headed demons and their momma-snake. Well, that’s not
entirely true… They didn’t only want to prank Sirius, they wanted to prank
everyone, because it wasn’t only Harry who needed to lose some tension before
the trial. 
 
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All came to a finish the day before the trial. Everything was completely
finished and there was nothing more to do, but wait.
Like always all the inhabitants of Slytherin Manor joined in the dining room
for breakfast when their morning peace was disturbed by a loud bang. Upon
further inspection, the occupants of the table noticed that Fred, George and
Nagini weren’t there yet and that an ominous purple fog was coming in through
the windows and doors.
Not wanting to get caught up in whatever prank the terrible trio had invented,
everyone ran to one of the open doors to escape. Just when Sirius, who ran the
fastest, reached the door, it slammed shut in his face. Only seconds later the
rest of the doors and windows automatically shut and the entire room was
engulfed in the purple fog.  
“Evanesco” Voldemort and Severus shouted at the same time. An instant later the
fog disappeared and everyone could see more clearly again. The side that met
their eyes was one to remember and everyone burst out laughing. All of them had
a different hair colour: Harry’s was green, Voldemort’s yellow and Lucius’
normal blond hair was a bright pink.
Not only that, but their clothes had changed too. Remus was wearing a short
frilly white dress, while Draco was dressed in a pink laced sleeping gown.
However, the worst of them was Severus, who was dressed in a not so modest
polka dot bikini with the Gryffindor colours. The potion master was positively
fuming and was already thinking about potions that required the inner organs of
red headed demons.
Outside the room stood three laughing miscreants. All of them knew they were
going to have to pay for their prank, but it was worth it. Just seeing Harry’s
smile when looking at the others made their day. It also didn’t hurt that
Lucius very much appreciated his lover in a bikini.
The rest of the day was spent laughing about their looks that lasted for 5
hours and pulling pranks on each other. Everyone may have thought that Fred and
George were the most feared pranksters out of all Weasleys, but those people
hadn’t seen the combined forces of Bill, Charlie and Percy. Together they were
downright vicious and evil masterminds.
That night everyone went to bed exhausted and without worries. Just one more
night before everything would come to an end. One more night before Harry and
the others could get their revenge on Dumbledore.
***** The trial (part 1) *****
Chapter Notes
     Hi my lovely readers, I have a question for you lot.
     Should I give Umbridge a more antagonistic role (helping Dumbledore)
     or should she remain out of the picture and just be the secretary of
     Fudge?
     xx
     LivingInTheLight
The next morning everyone in Slytherin Manor woke up refreshed, the previous
day had been a good outlet for their nerves. By 7 am the entire family was
showered, dressed and ready for breakfast. No one spoke much during breakfast
and Harry didn’t eat much. By 8 am, all of them where ready to leave for the
trial. Even Nagini was charmed to look like a bracelet on George’s left hand.
Despite being a snake, she could understand English and considered Harry one of
her hatchlings together with Fred and George.
One by one they flooed directly to the Ministry of Magic, normally this wasn’t
allowed for people who weren’t employees, but given the circumstances and the
nature of the trial, Harry and cohorts were allowed entrance through the floo-
network. Upon arrival a stocky old man led them to the courtroom, ignoring the
journalists and fans that were trying to enter the building.
Upon entering the courtroom, they saw the entire Wizengamot already seated.
Seated at the front were Cornelius Fudge, the Minister of Magic, Amelia Bones,
head of the DMLE (Department of Magical Law Enforcement) and an unfamiliar
woman with a huge, pink bow on her head that reminded everyone of an oversized
toad. (A/N Can you guess who this is? ;-) )
When they looked at the right side of the courtroom, they saw the remaining
supporters of the ‘leader of the Light’. Even though Dumbledore once was the
most loved wizard of his time, there weren’t many supporters left. Closest to
the aisle was Alastor ‘Mad-Eye’ Moody, mad was probably the right word to
describe him. Next to him sat Kingsley Shacklebolt, who owed his position with
the aurors to Dumbledore and Moody. In the same row, but closest to the wall
were the three No-Names, formerly known as Weasleys and Hermione Granger. On
top of those six, a couple of members of the Order of the Phoenix had remained
loyal to their leader. Among them were Arabella Figg, Elphias Doge, Hestia
Jones and Dedalus Diggle.
“Dad, have you heard anything from Tonks lately? How did she react to the
article? She is your cousin and also Draco’s and Cissy’s, but she was also
Moody’s apprentice.” Harry asked his dad who was seated next to him. He kind of
liked Tonks, she was a bit clumsy, but always fun to talk with or hang out
with. Moreover, she would also be an incredible and valuable asset as a
metamorphmagus. 
“I don’t know, pup, last time I saw her, she was pretty confused. Andy told me
she thought of Moody as an uncle and Kingsley as on older brother. Their
betrayal came hard for her. Of course she supports you and hates Dumbledore for
everything he has done, but she has trouble seeing Moody or Kingsley as the bad
guys. We will probably see her soon, she hasn’t missed your birthday the last
few years, so I’m sure she will come visit you.” Sirius reassured his son.
Tonks was a smart women, but sometimes her Hufflepuff loyalty got the better of
her. Once upon a time Sirius had looked up to Dumbledore and Moody, but those
times had long since passed.
The trial was scheduled to start in five more minutes, but Dumbledore was still
absent. Some of his supporters started to look a bit worried, but his most
trusted followers (e.g. Moody, Kingsley, Granger and No-Names) had a slight
smirk on their faces that only grew more vicious when their eyes looked in
Harry’s direction. Whatever it was, it couldn’t be anything good. Dumbledore
was planning something and they sure as hell weren’t going to like it.
One minute before the doors of the courtroom would close, Dumbledore stepped
inside with a confident air to his persona. He gave a patronizing smile to
Harry and Voldemort, before he sat himself in his seat like he owned the place.
Shortly after the doors closed and Cornelius Fudge rose from his seat.
“Attention everybody, I would like to start with wishing all of you a good
morning. We are here today for the trial between Harry Potter and Sirius Black
versus Albus Dumbledore and the Order of the Phoenix. There have been made
several severe accusations that are going to be assessed. The main items are
stealing a significant amount of money, kidnapping, bribery, fraud, planning
line theft, sending an innocent man to prison, child abuse and child neglect.
In favour of Lord Potter-Black, I summon Griphook.” Fudge declared.
Immediately, people started to whisper to their neighbours. After all, it was
extremely uncommon for a goblin to participate in trials among wizards. Much to
Harry’s relieve and amusement, a barely noticeable shiver went through
Dumbledore’s body when Fudge mentioned the goblin. Grinning at Voldemort, he
saw that his lover had also noticed Dumbledore’s brief lack of composure.
Griphook walked through the aisle and bluntly sat himself in the chair for
interrogation.
“Okay, Mr. Griphook, could you please tell us the facts about Albus
Dumbledore’s influence in the Potter vaults?” Madam Bones asked.
“Following deposits have been made without the authorization of Lord Potter-
Black:
    * 1000 galleons / month to the vault of Albus Percival Wulfric Brian
      Dumbledore since November 1981.
    * 500 galleons / month to the vault of Molly No-name (formerly known as
      Molly Weasley) since September 1991.
    * 500 galleons / month to the vault of Ronald No-name (formerly known as
      Ronald Weasley) since September 1991.
    * 400 galleons / month to the vault of Ginevra No-name (formerly known as
      Ginevra Weasley) since September 1992.
    * 500 galleons / month to the vault of Hermione Jean Granger since
      September 1991.
    * 750 galleons / month to an unknown vault since November 1981. (After
      consulting the goblins of Gringotts, it was revealed that the owner of
      this vault was Albus Dumbledore and his vigilante group of the Order of
      the Phoenix.)
    * 750 galleons / month (converted to pounds) to the bank account of Vernon
      Dursley since November 1981.
Lord Potter-Black was not aware of these withdrawals until his 15th birthday.
When this happened we immediately started the procedure to claim back the money
and find more evidence to use in this trial.” Griphook answered with an
objective tone, but inside he was positively dancing with glee to finally be
able to expose the headmaster. Nobody stole from Gringotts! Even if this trial
wouldn’t go as they wanted, he was sure that the goblins wouldn’t leave it be.
Revenge would come, one way or another!
“Okay, Mr. Griphook, is there anything else that you would like to mention?”
Madam Bones enquired.
“Yes, there is. In order to get as much information, the account managers of
the Potter and Black vaults have worked closely together on this case. We
figured out that Dumbledore also tried to access the Black vaults when Lord
Sirius Black was sent to Azkaban. Fortunately he wasn’t able to do this,
because the security on those vaults is immense. Seeing that he tried to steal
the money of a ‘convict’, we decided to watch his behaviour more closely. This
is how we noticed that Dumbledore has successfully gained access to the vaults
of Antonin Dolohov and Mulciber without ministry approval. It has gone
unnoticed for such a long time, because both Death Eaters didn’t have any
remaining family members left by the time they were incarcerated and neither
have visited Gringotts since their escape from the wizarding prison.” Griphook
revealed.
“We would like to thank you and the Goblin Nation for helping us in this
investigation and for testifying at this trial. Please stay in the courtroom in
case we need to ask any additional questions during the trial.”
With that dismissal, Griphook left the chair and went back to his former place.
When Harry looked at the other occupants in the room, he saw that most of them
were shocked by Dumbledore’s actions and were throwing him hateful glances. The
core members of Dumbledore’s support team were all slightly pale, none of them
had expected a goblin to testify against them. This could ruin their case.
 “Mr. Dumbledore, do you have anything to say in defence?” Madam Bones asked.
“Amelia, Cornelius, Dolores, all three of you know that a war costs a lot of
money. Surely you will understand that it was all for the greater good. I am
sure Lily and James would have agreed, they had enough money and knew how
important it was to help our side in the war.” Dumbledore said with a
grandfatherly smile and twinkling eyes.
“I warn you to address us formally, Mr. Dumbledore, we are in a courtroom and
you are to be judged. Furthermore we do not know what Lily and James Potter
would have thought, the only thing that matters is the fact Harry Potter was
stolen from.” Madam Bones said sternly.
“Let us continue with the trial or we will be here all day.” Minister Fudge
interrupted. “The next accusations we will discuss are the kidnapping of Harry
James Potter, the child abuse and the child neglect.”
With these words, Dumbledore got that annoying little twinkle back in his eyes
which greatly disturbed Harry and the others. He was definitely planning
something that none of them would enjoy.
“Okay, Mr. Dumbledore. Let me go over the facts of the night of Halloween
1981.” Madam Bones started. “It was the night that James and Lily Potter died
and their son Harry became the Boy-who-lived by defeating You-know-who, but
also the night that Sirius Orion Black was wrongfully arrested and sent to
Azkaban. That night Rubeus Hagrid retrieved Harry from the wreckage and brought
him to you and Minerva McGonagall. Together you left a tiny baby with only a
blanket and a letter on the doorstep of his muggle relatives without ringing
their doorbell. Is this correct?”   
“Yes, this is correct Madam Bones, you must understand. Harry was still in
grave danger and needed to be protected from roaming Death Eaters who wished
him harm. It was all for the greater good! The only place he would be safe, was
with his muggle relatives. Even though they didn’t have magic, they were kind
enough to take him into their loving home.” Dumbledore said.
“We will talk about the Dursleys and their so-called ‘loving care’ later, but
you admit that you kidnapped Harry by taking him without consent from Sirius
Black, who was his main godparent.” Madam Bones continued.
“Oh no, you clearly misunderstood, Madam. You said it yourself, I didn’t take
Harry from the wreckage and brought him to the Dursleys. I was merely there
when the drop off occurred. Hagrid was the one who took Harry, thus unwittingly
kidnapping him. He only thought he was doing the right thing of course. Sirius
was grieving for his best friend, he couldn’t take care of a baby. He just
wasn’t ready, but no one can blame him for that.” Dumbledore explained
gleefully.
Most people in the courtroom were positively fuming now. Sirius had to be held
back by Harry and Remus or he would have killed the old bastard! How dares he
accusing a kind, slightly naïve and misguided man like Hagrid? Everyone who
knew the half-giant could say that he was a big teddy bear and that he
practically hero-worshipped the old headmaster. And on top of that accusing him
of not being able to care for Harry? Ridiculous, Harry had always been his
number one priority, even in Azkaban!
All the murmuring stopped at once when the doors of the courtroom opened and in
walked a young office clerk. He approached Dumbledore and whispered something
in his ear. Whatever it was, was clearly positive, because it brought a big
grin on the headmaster’s face. Without disturbing anyone else the young clerk
left the courtroom.
“Alright, your accusations have been noted. Let us continue with the Dursleys
and subsequently with the charges of child abuse and child neglect. What do you
have to say about this Mr. Dumbledore?” Madam Bones asked.
“Oh, I have nothing to say about this Madam Bones, but I do have some other
people who would like to discuss this matter.” Dumbledore announced gleefully.
Without listening to Dumbledore’s further explanation, Harry knew what would
happen within the next few minutes. He immediately turned pale and felt
nauseous, he wasn’t prepared for this! Last time he had seen them had been the
summer before third year when he accidentally blew up his aunt Marge. The
following summers had been spent with his dads. His hands started shaking so
bad that both Sirius and Voldemort grabbed one to calm him. They too knew what
would happen and wanted to curse the old bastard into insanity, this was low
even for him! This wouldn’t help him win the trial, but it was enough to get to
Harry and hurt him in the process.
The silence after Dumbledore’s words was broken with the opening of the
courtroom doors. In walked all three members of the Dursley family, not
noticing the looks of disgust they received.
“You attention seeking brat, this is all your fault that we have to be here
surrounded by freaks like you! I thought I had taught you to stop spreading
your atrocious lies!” Vernon bellowed to a flinching Harry.
***** The trial (part 2) *****
To say that the entire courtroom was shocked would be an understatement, many
wizards and witches, including those of the Wizengamot, were horrified by the
manner in which a hideous and clearly obese man spoke to their Saviour! A
muggle no less! Who did he think he was? On top of that, they were pissed at
being called freaks. Magic was a gift that should be treasured and not
despised.
After Vernon’s outburst, Harry was shaking uncontrollably much to the amusement
of Dumbledore and his cohorts. His lover and dad were trying to calm him down,
but weren’t very successful.
“It’s okay, puppy, we are here, he won’t be able to hurt you. Don’t worry, I’ll
protect you.” Sirius cooed while squeezing his hand in support.
“Everything is going to be fine, love. They can’t hurt you, because we won’t
allow it. After this I’m going to torture all of them into insanity for what
they did to you.” Voldemort uttered in rage.
None of their support managed to calm Harry down and the other occupants in the
room started to notice Harry’s little meltdown. Most of them were looking at
him with pity, the others were looking at Dumbledore or the Dursleys in disgust
and a select few were enjoying the little show.
“Mr. Potter, are you alright? I must say that I didn’t know about their
testimony, otherwise you would have been informed. Should we take a break?”
Madam Bones asked sympathetically.
“Oh Amelia, I’m sorry, this was a silly little mistake on my part. Headmaster
Dumbledore informed me that Mr. Potter’s relatives would be testifying so I
added them to the list and sent them an invitation to the trial.” Dolores
Umbridge said in a high pitched girly voice. All the while smiling viciously at
Harry. “But it was just a formality, no harm done, we can continue with the
trial.”
“Madam Umbridge, I will let it slide this time, but let this be a warning. I
should be notified of every change in the procedure. Again, Mr. Potter, do you
require a break?” Madam Bones said.
Harry was almost catatonic in fear and wasn’t responding to anything said.
Sirius was just about to ask for a break when Severus interrupted.
“Madam Bones, a break won’t be necessary, but can I talk to Harry for five
minutes?” Severus asked in a deep soothing voice.  After madam Bones permitted
the short interruption, he kneeled in front of Harry’s chair.
“Okay, brat, pay attention!” Severus ordered in his teaching voice. Knowing
that you better not ignore professor Snape in teaching mode, Harry met his eyes
tearfully. “Don’t see this as something to be afraid of, see this as an
opportunity. Use your inner Slytherin, I may not like it and deny it in the
years to come, but I know it’s there and you would do my house proud. Those
monsters hurt you and abused you all of your life and today is a perfect chance
to get revenge.  Normally muggles are exempt from wizarding law and we can’t
trial them, but in this case they already accepted their involvement in their
hopes to break and humiliate you. What they don’t know is that with this
acceptance they got included in this trial and can face justice in our world.
If you want, we can make them pay for everything they did to you. Now face them
and make me proud.”
Everyone was looking at Severus as if he was a god descended on Earth to help
them. None of them had known it and were amazed by his knowledge. Harry had
stopped shaking and was looking at his professor astonished. With the little
pep talk, Harry had regained the mischievous sparkle in his eyes.
“I’m okay madam Bones, thank you for your time. I didn’t expect the Dursleys to
show up, but I can handle it.” Harry said sincerely.
“Okay let us continue. Mr. and Mrs. Dursley, why don’t you and your son sit on
this bench to give your testimony.” Fudge said.
The family of three wobbled to their bench and sat down. With a smug look that
promised pain in the future, they stared at Harry. However they were startled
to see the lack of fear in their nephew’s eyes and the confidence that replaced
it. Maybe this wasn’t such a good idea after all. They didn’t panic yet,
Dumbledore promised to protect them and what could a bunch of lousy freaks do
to an upstanding member of society like Vernon Dursley?
“Okay, I’ll start with you, Mrs. Dursley, can you tell me about the night that
you found your nephew at your door on the morning following Halloween 1981?”
Fudge asked Petunia.
“Of course, sir, I clearly remember that day, after all it changed my peaceful
life for good. I woke up at 8 o’clock like usual and started to prepare
breakfast for Vernon and my little Diddykins. He was such a sweet little baby
and deserved the very best, he still is the kindest, most beautiful boy, just
look at him. I heard something strange at the front door and decided to take a
look. To my great surprise, there was an infant in a basket with a letter
attached. It said that the brat’s parents had gotten themselves killed and he
was now my responsibility. I was kind enough to keep him with my family. We
clothed him, fed him and gave him a place to live. We soon noticed that he was
a little terror and was a nightmare to live with.” Petunia said with
conviction.
“Alright, Mr. Dursley, why don’t you tell us your story?” Fudge asked. He knew
he wasn’t the smartest, most powerful or kindest wizard around, but even he saw
what despicable people the Dursleys were.
“No problem, I’ll tell you about the brat! He was a nightmare to have around,
he couldn’t complete the tasks we gave him and was always rude and
disrespectful. He used to terrorize our little, innocent Dudley and threaten
all of us with his freakish magic. I’m a hardworking man and that boy was just
a little pest.” Vernon exclaimed.
“Have you ever hit your nephew or hurt him in any other manner?” Madam Bones
interjected.
Vernon’s head turned a red-purple puce colour, but surprised the entire
courtroom by denying the statement. Not that anyone believed him.
“I object!” Harry interrupted loudly so that everyone’s eyes were pointed at
him.
“What do you think you are doing boy? You can’t just object and interrupt, I
was talking. Do you see what I had to deal with, ladies and gentlemen?” Vernon
bellowed.
“I, Harry James Potter-Black, object and demand the use of veritaserum on
Vernon Dursley.” Harry said clearly.
“Now wait here, my boy, this isn’t necessary. Why would your uncle be lying?
Besides, you don’t have the authority do demand such a thing.” Dumbledore said
patronizingly.
“You are incorrect, Mr. Dumbledore. Harry is a Lord himself and has the support
of many other Lords. As such he has the right to demand the use of veritaserum
on the condition that he himself uses it too at the end of the trial. Do you
agree with that Mr. Potter?” Madam Bones said.
“Thank you madam Bones. And yes, I would like to be interrogated with
veritaserum. I have nothing to hide and this is the only way that everyone will
know the truth. Though, I would like to ask that either you, Lord Prince or
Lord Malfoy will interrogate me. I have realised that I no longer trust some
people in this room that I once trusted my life with. All three of you have the
required education to know how to use the potion.” Harry said.
“Very well, unspeakable, please administer the potion to Mr. Dursley.” Madam
Bones said. She waited until the unspeakable placed three drops inside Vernon’s
mouth before starting the interrogation.
“Say your name, your address and the name of your nephew.” She started.
In a dull voice the muggle answered: “My name is Vernon Dursley. I live at
number 4, Privet Drive and the name of my nephew is Harry Potter.”
“Okay, the veritaserum is working. I repeat my question, Mr. Dursley. Have you
ever intentionally hurt your nephew?”
“Yes.” Although everyone knew it, the response got a couple of gasps from the
audience.
“Tell us, what you and your family have done to your nephew.”
“Since he was three years old, we made him do all of our chores. He did the
cleaning, cooking, gardening and washing. Plus anything Petunia or I could come
up with. Petunia, Dudley and I didn’t have to lift a finger. If he didn’t
finish his tasks, I would beat him with my belt until he lost consciousness or
I would break some bones. This happened every other day, sometimes more
depending on my mood. Once when he was cooking, our food was a little bit too
crispy so Petunia burned his hands on the inside of the oven. On another
occasion, Dudley was playing inside the house with a ball and broke a vase. We
blamed the boy, so in anger I pushed him through the glass table in the living
room. He was covered in blood and shards of glass, thus getting the house
dirty. As punishment he had to clean up the pieces of the vase and the table.”
Vernon said in a monotone voice. He wasn’t finished yet, but for the moment
Madam Bones couldn’t hear more without attacking the monster.
“Your wife told us you fed him, clothed him and provided him with a roof. Can
you describe those?” Madam Bones said, barely holding on to her anger. Next to
her Fudge was furious and Umbridge was acting like nothing was wrong.
“In spite of the fact that he did all our cooking, he was never allowed to eat
with us. We only fed him our leftovers or let him go hungry. If he wanted to
drink something, he could use the gardening hose. We didn’t buy him any
clothes, but always gave him Dudley’s cast-offs. Often they were already ripped
and dirty before the boy got them. We gave the boy Dudley’s second room the
summer before his first year at your school. Before that he was locked inside
the cupboard under the stairs. Sometimes we left him locked in there for days
at a time.” Vernon answered.
“And your son, how did he interact with his nephew?” Madam Bones asked angrily.
“We taught Dudley from an early age that the boy was a freak and worth nothing.
We encouraged him to hit the boy and belittle him at every opportunity. Dudley
made sure that the boy never had any friends at school or outside of it. He and
his friends often liked to play a game called Harry-hunting, where they chased
the boy throughout the neighbourhood and when they caught him they’d beat him
up.” Vernon finished.
Everyone in the room was fuming and wanted to crucio the filthy muggles. The
Dursleys were looking scared, but still naively believed that Dumbledore would
save them. However in his mind the headmaster was already devising plans to put
all of the blame on someone else. The Dursleys were the least of his worries.
This entire trial wasn’t going as he planned and it was making him furious.
Before Madam Bones or minister Fudge could end the interrogation, they were
interrupted by a voice.
“Madam Bones, minister Fudge, I know that it is unorthodox and that I’m not
allowed to ask any questions in this interrogation, but could you please ask
him why he did this. I’ll probably not like the answer, but I need to know.
Just to get some piece of mind.” Harry asked a little tearfully.
“Alright, Harry, normally I wouldn’t allow questions from the audience, but I
would like to know that answer as well.” Minister Fudge replied. “Okay,
Dursley, answer this last question: why did you do it?”
“The boy deserved it, he is a freak. He may have never done something to us,
but he is capable of magic and that is enough. An added bonus was that
Dumbledore payed us to abuse him. We weren’t allowed to tell him about your
world or introduce him to anyone in it. We had to keep him meek and obedient.
Sometimes I hoped I would be able to beat the magic out of him.”
With those words the entire courtroom broke out in shouts and accusations. All
of them were demanding the persecution of the Dursleys and Dumbledore.
“Since this is the trial of Albus Dumbledore, we can’t judge him before every
piece of evidence has been addressed. However, the entire Wizengamot will vote
on the fate of the Dursleys. No one is allowed to leave the room while we vote
in private.” Minister Fudge declared. With a wave of his wand a blue screen
came around the tribunes to ensure the privacy of the voting.
***** The trial (part 3) *****
The voting didn’t take long, which could only mean one thing: the jury was
unanimous. The blue screen disappeared and minister Fudge came forward.
“We have decided that Vernon and Petunia Dursley will both be sentenced to 10
years in Azkaban and afterwards 5 years in a muggle prison. When they are freed
they will have to work in the Wizarding or Muggle world in order to pay back
every Knut they took from their nephew with interest. Their son Dudley Dursley
will be obliviated, he will no longer know of the existence of magic or our
world. To accomplish this, he will forget the existence of his parents and his
cousin. He will stay in a juvenile detention centre until he reaches the age of
eighteen. Afterwards they will see if he can adapt and become a functional
member of society or if he needs to be imprisoned as an adult.” The minister
declared. Two aurors came and put handcuffs on the Dursleys before escorting
them out of the room.
The sentence immediately got an applause from the audience and Harry looked
relieved. He would never have to see the Dursleys again, they would finally get
what they deserved.
“Silence everyone, we are still in a courtroom!” Madam Bones admonished
lightly. “We will continue with this trial.”
“Next we would like to call Ronald No-name to the stand. Since Lord Potter-
Black asked for the usage of Veritaserum, we will be using it on everyone who
makes a statement.”
“What?! You can’t do this. I don’t want to be interrogated with veritaserum!”
Ron screamed.
“Calm down, Mr. No-name, you will have to be interrogated so we can hear all
sides of the story.” Fudge declared. “Unspeakable, please give him the potion.”
“Please say your name and relationship with Lord Potter-Black.”
“My name is Ronald No-name, formerly known as Ronald Weasley. I pretended to be
Harry’s best friend.” He spoke in a monotone voice.
“You say you pretended to be his friend. Why did you do this?” Madam Bones
asked.
“Professor Dumbledore contacted me and my mum a couple of weeks before first
year. He told us to become friendly with the Boy-who-lived. I had to tell him
Slytherins were evil and Dumbledore was a hero. Together with Hermione Granger,
I told the headmaster everything I discovered about Potter. In exchange we got
payed and the headmaster promised us a nice future and a good job. Being
friends with the boy who lived was also great for my popularity.”
“How did you feel about Harry personally?” Minister Fudge asked disgusted.
“I don’t care about him, he is an insignificant loser. He thinks he has it so
bad, I know he got beaten up by his relatives and starved, but who cares about
that? I am sick of him always getting attention and having loads of money. No-
one has ever cared about me like that. I would chose money over family any
day!” The redhead exclaimed.
His last statement was met by complete silence until all hell broke loose.
Everyone was disgusted by Ron’s words. Even though Arthur didn’t show it, all
of his sons (including Harry) knew how much it hurt. After all, he had loved
Ron for fifteen years and now he realised what a disgrace he was. Luckily he
was no longer a Weasley!
“Silence everyone, let us continue with Hermione Jean Granger.” Fudge said.
Reluctantly, Hermione accepted the veritaserum.
“State your name and relationship with Lord Potter-Black.”
“My name is Hermione Jean Granger and I also pretended to be Harry’s best
friend.” She replied in a monotone voice.
“How did you, as a muggleborn, get into contact with Albus Dumbledore for the
first time?” Madam Bones asked.
“The headmaster is the one who came to visit me before first year started. He
told me about the Wizarding World. I always knew I was special and not like
those insufferable muggles in my neighbourhood. He was the one that confirmed
it.”This was a surprise to everyone, her parents are muggles so how could she
be biased to them?
“What did Dumbledore give you in return and why did you do it?” Madam Bones
continued.
“I was bullied in primary school, because I always told my classmates how
stupid they were for getting an answer wrong. The headmaster promised me a lot
of money and access to all kinds of books. With Potter’s fame, it was
guaranteed that I would be popular and successful in life. He also told me I
had to keep Harry dumb, so that he would always need me as his smarter friend.
In return he gave me all the answers to tests in class and gave me permission
to use magic at home.” Hermione answered.
Anticipating a new burst of outrage, the minister dismissed Hermione before he
could get interrupted. Next testimony would be given by Ginevra No-name.
“My name is Ginevra No-name, formerly known as Ginevra Weasley. I am the future
Lady Potter-Black.”the delusional girl responded.
“Why would you believe that, Miss No-name?” Amelia sighed, all of these
testimonies were so tiring.
“I love Harry and he loves me! My mom told me since I was a little girl about
the famous Boy-who-lived. I was destined to be with him since my birth. He will
give me all the money and jewellery I want and take me to every high-society
party.” Ginny said.
“Miss No-name, is it true that your mother and Dumbledore forged a marriage
contract?” Minister fudge interjected.
“Well of course, the headmaster has been paying me so that I can get accustomed
to my new role as Lady Potter-Black. They also made a marriage contract and are
planning to kill Harry when I have given him his heir. That way I will continue
to have access to his fortune.” She explained. “I haven’t told mom yet, but I
was planning to keep Harry for longer than just one child. Have you seen him?
Who wouldn’t want to keep him in their bed for as long as they could?”
Voldemort let out a low possessive growl and tightened his arms around Harry’s
waist. Who did the little slut think she was, Harry was his and he would kill
anyone who even thought about touching what was his!‼
“Lastly, before we take a little break, I would like to summon Molly No-name.”
Madam Bones said. “Let us make this short, Miss No-name, can you tell me
everything about your interaction with Lord Potter-Black?”
“Albus first talked to me about him the summer before his first year. He made
sure the boy wouldn’t know how to get on the platform, so he would need my
guidance. Later I pretended to include him in our family to win his trust, it
wasn’t hard since I knew that he was abused by the Dursleys. Albus and I have
been planning to get him and Ginny married so we have complete access to his
fortune. In the meantime I have been getting paid from his trust vault, I made
sure Arthur didn’t find out about the money by hiding it in the Prewett vault.
On top of that, Albus and I have also been planning the boy’s death.” Molly
said.
“Why did you agree with everything Dumbledore told you, Miss No-name?” minister
Fudge asked, he was quite curious about this answer.
“Albus is the most powerful wizard in centuries, he is the leader of the Light
and deserves our respect. I also listen to him, because I have been having an
affair with him for the last twenty years. To be honest, I’m not even sure that
Ginny and Ron are Arthur’s children. They could be of either man.”
Bill and Percy both had an arm around their father. He didn’t love Molly
anymore, but he once did. This was an enormous shock and it would take time to
get over it.
The judges erected the blue shield again for their deliberation. It took even
less time than with the Dursleys.
“Unanimously we sentence Ronald No-name and Hermione Granger to ten years in
Azkaban in medium security, which means that the Dementors will check up on
them twice a day. After these ten years, they will have to work in the
Wizarding World to pay Lord Potter-Black back with interest. Ginevra No-name
will be temporally sentenced to a psychiatric ward until mind-healers can
determine if she was indoctrinated by her mother or if she has these thoughts
of her own volition. Afterwards we will decide if a prison sentence is
necessary. Finally Molly No-name will be sentenced to twenty years in Azkaban,
of which 7 years in high security and the rest in medium security.” Madam Bones
declared.
“Guards, take away the convicts.” The minister said, “We will restart the trial
in ten minutes.”
***** The end of the trial *****
Chapter Notes
     Wow, this chapter took some time. Hope you like it!
     And guess what will happen in the next chapter... ;-)
“Come love, why don’t we stretch our legs and get something to drink. We have
ten minutes before they start again.” Voldemort suggested.
“Sure, why not. This is taking much longer than expected. I really hadn’t
anticipated the old coot to invite the Dursleys.” Harry sighed.
Together they went to the back of the courtroom to buy something to drink. No-
one was allowed to leave the room for fear of people escaping. In this case
that obviously meant Dumbledore.
“It’s alright, love, he’ll get what he deserves! It will all work out just
fine, no need to worry. And even if the worst case comes to part and he gets
off scot-free, you know I won’t let him walk out of here unharmed, I’d make him
suffer for everything he did to you and others. I’ll make him regret ever being
born.” Voldemort smiled viciously.
“You always know the right words, no matter how psycho they may sound to
another.” Harry grinned, he teasingly licked his bottom lip before continuing.
“Maybe you should do something to comfort me after the trial no matter the
outcome of it, don’t you think?”
“Oh? And what could that possibly be, my little minx?” Voldemort grinned
lustfully.
Harry leaned closer until his mouth was right beside his lover’s ear.
“Anything you want, my Lord.” He whispered. Like the little minx he was, he
playfully bit Voldemort’s earlobe before sauntering off.  He turned around once
and gave a lewd wink to the still frozen Dark Lord, before seating himself next
to Sirius.
“Everyone return to your seat, we will be starting momentarily.” Fudge declared
with a sonorus charm.
Voldemort was shaken from his thoughts by the loud voice and walked back to his
seat. However there was one small, well to be perfectly honest it wasn’t small
at all!‼, problem and his little lover was going to pay for it when they got
back to their room. He sat down and adjusted his not so little problem in his
pants, hoping that no-one would notice.
“Everything alright, love? You seem a bit stiff and uncomfortable.” Harry asked
innocently, but the innuendo was clear for anyone to see.
“Perfect, little one, everything is just perfect. I was just thinking about
different, torturous ways to play with someone until they lose consciousness. I
was planning to start my experiment in the evening. What do you think would be
the worst: not being allowed to cum or cumming so often that your body won’t be
able to handle the pleasure?” The Dark Lord asked conversationally.
Harry gulped nervously, but like the Gryffindor he was, he did something very
idiotic. Well, you know what the muggles say: ‘in for a penny, in for a pound’.
Harry leaned closer to his older lover and ‘mistakenly’ placed his hand a
little too high up his leg. The last he said before Fudge continued with the
trial was: “Bring it on, boy toy of mine!”
“Attention everyone, we will commence the trial right now, we would like to
call Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore to the stand.” Madam Bones said.
Dumbledore started walking to the chair, but everyone could see his anxiousness
and anger behind his façade.
“Unspeakable, please administer the veritaserum.”
“Now see here, that isn’t necessary! The boy has been lying to all of you, I
only have everyone’s best interest at heart, don’t let him fool you! Potter has
betrayed the Light, you can see him sitting next to Voldemort himself!”
Dumbledore screamed madly.
At his words, everyone turned to look at the Dark Lord, but no-one recognized
him as the evil snake Lord. Dismissing it quickly, everyone turned back to
Dumbledore. When they saw him, the last bit of respect they may have had for
the old headmaster turned to dust. He was forced to the seat by two strong
aurors who tried to force his mouth open. The old man was struggling with all
his might, but in the end he was too weak without his magic to fight off the
muscled wizards. Without any further effort the unspeakable dropped three drops
of veritaserum down the old man’s throat.
“Enough of this nonsense, what is your name and your relation to Harry Potter-
Black?” Minister Fudge asked.
“My name is Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore. I am the boy’s headmaster
and his former magical guardian. He was my student, source of income and pawn
in this war.” He spoke in a monotone voice much to the protest of everyone
surrounding him.
“Did you take money from Lord Potter-Black’s vaults?”
“Yes, the moment that the Potters were death, I sealed their will, carted the
brat off to his magic hating muggle relatives and stole his money. It was all
for the greater good! The brat hadn’t done anything to earn that money and
didn’t even know of its existence.” Dumbledore continued.
“Why did you seal the Potters’ will?” Madam Bones continued before anyone could
interrupt.
“I knew that they didn’t trust me any longer. They were too powerful and
popular. I feared that they would be able to turn the public against me. I made
up a prophecy and made sure that they got killed. Later I sealed their wills so
that no-one would know that they suspected me or that Harry wasn’t allowed to
go to the Dursleys. People also couldn’t know that Sirius Black wasn’t the
secret-keeper. The mutt belongs in Azkaban so that I would have all control
over the brat.”
“Wait, let me get this clear: there never was a prophecy concerning Harry
Potter and You-know-who? And where you responsible for the death of Lily and
James Potter?” Fudge asked sickened.
“I made up the prophecy and made sure that Voldemort would hear it, so that he
would go after the Potters’ child. I used an imperious on the Potters so that
they would pick Pettigrew to be their secret-keeper and not Black. Afterwards I
forced Pettigrew to reveal the location to Voldemort. As expected, he went to
Godric’s Hollow and tried to kill the brat. However he did only stun the
Potters, because he didn’t want to wipe out such a powerful house as that of
the Potters. When I entered the cottage, I killed Lily and James. I saw that
the brat was still alive and had vanquished Voldemort. Firstly I planned on
killing him too, but I thought it would be better to keep him as a pawn.”
By the end of his explanation, Harry and Voldemort were holding back Sirius,
Fred and George were holding back Remus and Lucius was holding back Severus.
All of them wanted to kill the old man on side. The old bastard just confirmed
that he killed their best friends!
“Order, I want order in this courtroom!” Minister Fudge yelled. “I know that
all of you want to have your revenge, but there will be justice! We will follow
our laws and not run around like savages. Everyone who disturbs the trial from
now on will be escorted from the room, do I make myself clear?”
“Okay, Dumbledore, so far you have admitted to stealing significant amounts of
money, the murder of Lily and James Potter and sending an innocent man to
prison. You have also admitted to using the imperious curse, which is an
unforgivable. Is this correct?” Madam Bones asked.
“Yes, I admit it, it was all for the greater good!” Dumbledore answered in his
monotone voice.
“Let’s continue with the other charges. What happened after you decided to keep
Harry as a pawn?”
“I summoned Hagrid and told him to get the child from the ruins and deliver him
to the Dursleys. Both him and McGonagall protested and didn’t want to leave him
with those muggles. I was able to convince the big oaf that the boy belongs
with his family, but I had to imperious McGonagall. I made sure that the
Dursleys were awful to the brat. If he was abused by them and hit regularly, he
would be submissive and see me as his personal hero. I would be able to use him
as my pawn. The Dursleys kept me updated on the abuse and sometimes I gave them
suggestions to lower the boy’s self-worth and confidence even more.”
“How could you do all that to a little, innocent baby?” Someone from the crowd
asked in tears.
“Unspeakable, please escort that person out of the court room, Cornelius
clearly said that no-one could interrupt the trial!” A high-pitched voice said.
Incredulously Minister Fudge and Madam Bones looked at the toad-like creature
between them. Umbridge blinked stupidly at the both of them, expecting them to
congratulate her on her actions.
“You don’t have the authority to remove someone from the room, Dolores! Do not
thing you are above the rules.” Madam Bone said. “I understand your question
and I will let it slide this time, but please refrain from interrupting the
hearing.” She said kindly to the person that asked the question.
“Continuing, who was aware of your actions against Lord Potter-Black and why
did you choose them?” Minister Fudge asked.
“Firstly there are Alastor Moody, Kingsley Shacklebolt, Arabella Figg, Elphias
Doge, Hestia Jones and Dedalus Diggle. They are members of the Order of the
Phoenix and all of them knew what I was doing as they are my most trusted. I
also paid Molly, Ron, Hermione and Ginny to help me in controlling the brat. I
chose them, because I have had an affair with Molly for the last sixteen years.
I am also sure that Ronald and Ginevra are my children and not Arthur’s. I
chose Hermione Granger, because it was easy, she only wanted knowledge and
power. Ginny was supposed to marry the brat so that she would become Lady
Potter-Black and have control over all of his assets. We already made a
contract and we made plans to kill the brat. We could make the contract,
because I was still his magical guardian at the time.”
The crowd was all stunned, many of them wanted to attack Dumbledore, but no-one
was willing to miss the rest of the trial. Arthur was in shock and his sons
were all trying to comfort him.
“How were you able to hide all of your offences from the Ministry and create a
marriage contract, Dumbledore?” Madam Bones asked outraged.
“It wasn’t hard, with the help of Alastor and Kingsley I already had access to
the aurors department. I also had someone working closely to the minister to
keep me informed. I didn’t give her a lot of information, but she was willing
to influence the minister and sometimes drug him if he was messing with my
plans.” Dumbledore said.
“What! Who? Who drugged me and why was she willing to work for you?” Fudge
raged.
“It was Dolores Umbridge, she wanted to become the next Minister of Magic and
gain more power. It was easy to convince her to help me. Apparently she likes
older men, the only thing she wanted in exchange for her help, was sex.”
Dumbledore said. (A/N I vomited a bit while writing this…)
Everyone was silent, no-one knew what to say. They were shocked, disgusted
even! The silence was broken by the puking noises made by Fred and George.
“Someone, please, obliviated me. Have mercy on my poor ears‼ Save me!” Fred
screamed.
“AAARGH, Fred, I’m imagining it, please scratch out my eyes! My eyes, Fred, it
burns! Save me!” George screamed next to his brother.
Not even Umbridge said anything to have the twins thrown out of the room. She
was too scared to move. Fudge had her pinned down with his furious gaze.
“Aurors, arrest this woman and the mentioned members of the Order of the
Phoenix. We will deal with them at a later time!” Madam Bones said.
They didn’t even need to converse before deciding on a sentence.
“Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore, we sentence you to fifty years in
Azkaban with permanent supervision of the Dementors. Afterwards you will be
given the kiss and be tossed through the veil in the department of mysteries.”
Minister Fudge declared. Two dementors immediately entered the courtroom and
escorted a screaming Dumbledore out. He was threatening everyone in the room,
but especially Harry.
“Now to finish this trial, we want to hear Lord Potter-Black’s statement.”
Madam Bones said exhausted. “Harry will you please come forward?”
“Of course, madam Bones.” Without hesitation Harry walked to the front of the
room. He didn’t object to the drops of veritaserum that the unspeakable
administered.
“Introduce yourself, and tell us your story, please.”  Minister Fudge asked.
“My name is Harry James Potter-Black. I am the son of Lily and James Potter,
the adopted son of Sirius Black and Remus Lupin and also the honorary son of
Arthur Weasley. I was raised by my aunt Petunia and uncle Dursley. Neither them
or my cousin liked me, in fact they hated me and my magic, even though I didn’t
know of the existence of magic. The barely fed me or clothed me, my room was
the cupboard under the stairs until I received my Hogwarts letter. Hermione and
Ron were my very first friends. I met them on the Hogwarts express and I was so
happy to have them. Together we had many adventures, most were extremely
dangerous and all of them were organised by Dumbledore to test me and my
powers. Unfortunately I discovered that my so-called-friends were only working
for Dumbledore, together with Molly and Ginny. I thought of them as family and
felt betrayed. I wanted to have my revenge, but I believed that the best method
to achieve this was through the legal system. I informed my true family and
they supported me. I am so disappointed in them and angry, I would have given
all my money to have a family and to be loved and accepted. Fate showed that my
family wasn’t with them. Through all these adventures, I am happy to say that I
finally found my family and I wouldn’t change them for a thing.”
Some people in the audience had tears running over their cheeks with Harry’s
words.
“Thank you, Harry, still one question though. It seems preposterous, but we
need to be thorough. Dumbledore said that the person you arrived with is You-
know-who. Please introduce us to him.” Madam Bones asked gently.
“That person is probably the most important person in my life. He is my lover
that supported me in everything and is probably the best thing that ever
happened to me. His name isn’t You-know-who, his name is Tom Marvolo Riddle.
Funnily enough, he is distantly related to Salazar Slytherin. Maybe that is the
reason that Dumbledore doesn’t like him and accuses him of being You-know-who.”
Harry concluded.
Voldemort had to smirk at that statement. Not only had Harry said that he was
the best thing that ever happened to him, but he had also kept his identity a
secret. No-one but Dumbledore knew that his true name was Tom Marvolo Riddle.
By keeping it vague and using the ridiculous name You-know-who, Harry made sure
that no-one would guess he really was the Dark Lord.
“Thank you, Harry. That will be all.” Madam Bones said
“If there are no more objections, I would like to close this trial. It has been
long enough.” Seeing that no-one objected, the minister ended the trial and
lifted the spell on the doors. Everyone was free to leave and go home after
this exhausting day.
The odd family waited until everyone left, before standing up and going to the
closest fire place. Together they went back to Slytherin Manor.
***** Déjà-vus and delectable duos *****
Chapter Notes
     Hello everyone, sorry for the long wait but I hope you like it! :-)
     This is the ending of this story, maybe there will come a sequel in
     the future but I'm not sure yet.
     My exams are coming up, so wish me luck! :-D
     xx
When they arrived back at Slytherin Manor everyone had a sense of déjà-vu. It
was just like the time they returned from Diagon Alley. Things went much better
than anticipated and it left everyone elated. The trials were finished and
everyone got what they deserved. On top of that Harry made sure that no-one
would link Voldemort to his boyfriend ever again. A stroke of genius if he
thought so himself.
“I think this calls for a party, don’t you agree Gred?”
“Sure thing Feorge, let me get my fireworks!”
The two mischievous redheads ran to their room accompanied by Nagini. Not
noticing the exasperated looks of their father and siblings, nor the scheming
looks of Padfoot and Moony, also known as the devious Marauders. Maybe now that
everything was settled, the Marauders could show the terrible trio how it was
done.
Like the Slytherins they are, Lucius and Severus noticed the upcoming prank war
and decided to run in the opposite direction as fast as their legs could carry
them.
 
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Before Harry could make a move towards the dining room, Voldemort grabbed him
around his waist and pulled him close. 
“I think I made you a promise, little one. Did you already decide what you
would like? Either not being allowed to cum or cumming so often that your body
won’t be able to handle the pleasure?” Voldemort whispered in his smaller
lover’s ear, earning him a delightful shudder.
Harry turned around and had to swallow when he saw Voldemort’s lustful gaze. As
if a ravenous predator had seen a delicious looking prey.
Despite his Slytherin-tendencies, Harry was very much a reckless Gryffindor.
“If you are looking for a punishment I think it would be best to not let me cum
at all. You have to remember you aren’t getting any younger. I doubt you can
make me cum all that often.” Harry replied smugly before sauntering away. “Are
you willing to prove me wrong, old man?” He yelled over his shoulder before
running of in a sprint.
Voldemort didn’t wait any longer before giving chase to his prey. It didn’t
take him long to catch the infuriating little lion.
“Oh this is going to be a fun night, love” Voldemort whispered before throwing
the tiny wizard over his shoulder as if he was light as a feather.
“Put me down, you big brute! I can walk for myself!” Harry yelled.
Soon they were in their bedroom and Harry was tossed on top of their bed.
“I’m going to be a kind master tonight, pet. I’m not going to tie you to the
bedpost and you can touch yourself as much as you want. It won’t matter either
way, because I’m going to see how often you can cum before you lose
consciousness.”
With one swift flick of his hand, Harry was as naked as the day he was born.
His cock was already erect and leaking precum in anticipation. Bending over
Harry’s lithe body he gave his younger lover a sweet kiss on the lips before
moving downwards. His skilful mouth left a trail of bite-marks across Harry’s
collarbone, neck and nipples. The pink buttons were all pebbled and hard from
just a couple of licks and bites. The owner of those nipples was already
moaning like a cheap Knockturn Alley whore.
“I wonder… would it be possible to make you cum, just by playing with your
nipples?” Voldemort asked. Not waiting for a response, he started to attack the
first one. Biting, licking and sucking on it until it turned a deep red. When
Harry started to mewl because it was too sensitive, Voldemort switched to the
second nipple, while his hand remained on the first. He continued with this for
a while, sucking on the first one while playing with the second one, before
switching all over again. After a couple of minutes Harry let out a small hiss
from oversensitivity.
“Please, please… please let me cum.” Harry whispered. Looking at his cock,
Voldemort saw that the head was a furious red looking.
“Cum, sweetheart, cum for your master.” Voldemort commanded with one last bite
to Harry’s nipple. From his lover’s command and the oversensitivity of his
nipples, Harry came.
“Wow, I honestly didn’t think I would be able to make you cum by just playing
with your nips.” The dark lord said smugly. This was definitely something he
wanted to exploit more often in the future.
Not giving Harry a second to recuperate, Voldemort continued his trip down his
little lion’s body. Tonguing his lover’s bellybutton before reaching his
coveted price. Much to Harry’s surprise his cock was neglected completely and
Voldemort dived right into his ass. Normally he always started slowly by
teasing Harry’s crack before tongue-fucking him. Today was no such day,
Voldemort started to eat Harry out like a man possessed, as if he hadn’t eaten
for weeks on end.
It truly felt wonderful. Harry was mewling and groaning on the bed while his
lover was feasting on his ass. His cock was already leaking again without even
being touched. After their years as a couple, Voldemort knew his little lover’s
body inside and out. He plunged his tongue deeply into Harry’s sensitive
passage and began to speak in Parseltongue. With each flick of his tongue, he
hit Harry’s prostate head on. With one particular harsh trust the little lion
came for the second time.
“So that is already twice, how much more orgasms can you handle, pet?”
Voldemort teased.
Harry’s Gryffindor attitude had all but disappeared, he could only gaze
pleadingly at his master, desperate for that long and thick cock. With a small
whimper he turned himself around until he was on his hands and knees. He moved
so that his chest was laying on the matrass and his ass was raised.
“Delectable, simply delectable. You always know how to please me little one.
Presenting yourself like a bitch in heat for your owner.” Voldemort chuckled.
“You are mine completely: heart, body and soul. It was a joy to hear that I am
one of the best things that has ever happened to you, but you should know that
you are by far the most precious thing in my life. You own my heart and carry a
part of my soul within you, keeping it safe.”
With one swift movement Voldemort sheathed his cock within Harry’s body,
thrusting like his life depended on it. Their bodies moved together as if they
were one. One entity, powerful when separated and undefeated when together.  
In-out-in-out-in-out.
Their night had only just begun, but Harry was already reaching his third
orgasm while his lover was reaching his first. Fortunately they had the rest of
the night to figure out after how many orgasms Harry would faint.
 
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On the other side of the manor Sirius, Remus and the Weasleys were enjoying
their afternoon tea with delicious sweets provided by the house elves.
“Wait a minute… Where are Harry and Voldemort” Sirius asked aloud. “I haven’t
seen them since we arrived back home…”
Remus could see it the minute everything became clear to his mate and sighed in
exasperation.
“No, you dirty snake! You better stay away from my poor, innocent, little
puppy!” Sirius bellowed before transforming into Padfoot and running to the aid
of his sweet puppy.
“No, Padfoot, not again” Remus screamed before chasing his mate down the manor.
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