The Rogue Prince
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
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Adult
Chapters:
10
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9,780
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35
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Chapter 8
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A single steel gray horse carried its' rider far and fast. Sweat darkened the silver dapples that splashed across it's coat and white foam dripped from the lathered neck. The delicate nostril flared as its' rider pushed it harder and faster. Silver streaked, brown hair was blown back and combed through by the wind. Amber eyes flashed as they spotted the archers, stationed on the battlements, raise their bows to aim at him.
As the rider approached, yet further, his black cloak whipped around him as he drew his mount to a sudden stop. He drew a deep breath and shouted out long and deep, "Rooooggue." A sword was then drawn from the sheath at his side, a thin scrap of white cloth tied around the blade, and raised it into the air. Several arrows were lowered before a few of the archers ran from the battlements.
Minutes later, the knight could see a head of white- blonde hair at the battlements. It wasn't the king's, but his son's. With a great clanking, the drawbridge lowered and the knight urged his mare into a gallop toward the Slytherin castle. The pair reached the drawbridge, galloped across it and into the courtyard.
Stopping mere feet from the blonde king, the knight dipped his head with a "King Lucius." The king sent a small smirk his way and murmured a quiet "Lupin" in response, letting the rider dismount. Almost immediately a stable hand approached to take his mount.
Remus let a small smile cross his lips as he let Corindo be led away from him, knowing full well that the stable hand would have his hands full. And just as he thought, Corindo swung her hindquarters around in a circle before charging forward with her ears pinned, viciously testing her handler.
Remus chuckled before moving forward past Lucius to intercept his mount. Once he had the silver dappled mare back in hand, the king walked up to him.
"There must be something you are here for, Lupin." A small smile flitted across the marauder's face.
"Yes, it is a matter of great importance, but I shall like to take care of Corindo before we sit down to discuss it?" Lucius nodded.
"I will have you escorted up to the dining hall after you are through and we can discuss it then." Remus dipped his head once in acknowledgment and continued his path toward the stables.
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“The legendary Leader of the Rogue Knights here in my presence.” Emerald eyes snapped up to the voice. Harry let loose a snarl and jerked forward, but the metal shackles around his wrists restricted the movement.
“Now, now, we mustn't be rude.” Harry narrowed his eyes at the Dark Lord. The pasty pale skin made the bright scarlet eyes pop out, making the bastard look more snake than human and not in the least bit appealing to look at.
“I brought you here in hopes of offering you a proposition. Join me. Stand by my side as we conquer Slytherin and rule every land surrounding us.”
Voldemort moved forward, his steps gliding across the cool uneven floor of the dungeons. Harry willed himself not to jerk away when Voldemort's cold, spider- like fingers caressed his cheek.
“Become my second, so that we shall rule together.” Harry's raised his chin defiantly.
“You won't have control over the Rogue Knights. Even without me, they will continue defeating you.” Those cold fingers grabbed Harry's chin, making him stare straight into the cruel scarlet eyes.
“Not with Slytherin behind me. Not with Malfoy's brat in my bed.” Viridian eyes narrowed into stormy slits as Harry's mind screamed and raged. Voldemort's voice dropped and he leaned forward, his breath creating puffs of humid air that left goosebumps trailing over Harry's neck.
“In your bed.” Harry tried to jerk back, but Voldemort held steady, his fingertips digging into Harry's jaw, and continued.
“Do you want him in your bed? Tsk, tsk. He will be mine, make no mistake. I do not share, but for you... I might make an exception.”
Harry jerked his head to the side and wrenched himself from the Voldemort's grasp when the vile man had leaned forward once again. Hissing in anger, Voldemort struck the Gryffindor hard, sending the prince to meet the cold stone ground in a rattle of chains. Harry closed his eyes at the stinging in his cheek.
“Fine. You refuse to join me, then I will break you and keep you at my feet.” With those parting words words, Voldemort stormed out. Harry could only drop his chin in resignation when two Death Eaters walked in snapping the leather, braided whips in their hands and his cell door closed with a deafening clang.
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A single steel gray horse carried its' rider far and fast. Sweat darkened the silver dapples that splashed across it's coat and white foam dripped from the lathered neck. The delicate nostril flared as its' rider pushed it harder and faster. Silver streaked, brown hair was blown back and combed through by the wind. Amber eyes flashed as they spotted the archers, stationed on the battlements, raise their bows to aim at him.
As the rider approached, yet further, his black cloak whipped around him as he drew his mount to a sudden stop. He drew a deep breath and shouted out long and deep, "Rooooggue." A sword was then drawn from the sheath at his side, a thin scrap of white cloth tied around the blade, and raised it into the air. Several arrows were lowered before a few of the archers ran from the battlements.
Minutes later, the knight could see a head of white- blonde hair at the battlements. It wasn't the king's, but his son's. With a great clanking, the drawbridge lowered and the knight urged his mare into a gallop toward the Slytherin castle. The pair reached the drawbridge, galloped across it and into the courtyard.
Stopping mere feet from the blonde king, the knight dipped his head with a "King Lucius." The king sent a small smirk his way and murmured a quiet "Lupin" in response, letting the rider dismount. Almost immediately a stable hand approached to take his mount.
Remus let a small smile cross his lips as he let Corindo be led away from him, knowing full well that the stable hand would have his hands full. And just as he thought, Corindo swung her hindquarters around in a circle before charging forward with her ears pinned, viciously testing her handler.
Remus chuckled before moving forward past Lucius to intercept his mount. Once he had the silver dappled mare back in hand, the king walked up to him.
"There must be something you are here for, Lupin." A small smile flitted across the marauder's face.
"Yes, it is a matter of great importance, but I shall like to take care of Corindo before we sit down to discuss it?" Lucius nodded.
"I will have you escorted up to the dining hall after you are through and we can discuss it then." Remus dipped his head once in acknowledgment and continued his path toward the stables.
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“The legendary Leader of the Rogue Knights here in my presence.” Emerald eyes snapped up to the voice. Harry let loose a snarl and jerked forward, but the metal shackles around his wrists restricted the movement.
“Now, now, we mustn't be rude.” Harry narrowed his eyes at the Dark Lord. The pasty pale skin made the bright scarlet eyes pop out, making the bastard look more snake than human and not in the least bit appealing to look at.
“I brought you here in hopes of offering you a proposition. Join me. Stand by my side as we conquer Slytherin and rule every land surrounding us.”
Voldemort moved forward, his steps gliding across the cool uneven floor of the dungeons. Harry willed himself not to jerk away when Voldemort's cold, spider- like fingers caressed his cheek.
“Become my second, so that we shall rule together.” Harry's raised his chin defiantly.
“You won't have control over the Rogue Knights. Even without me, they will continue defeating you.” Those cold fingers grabbed Harry's chin, making him stare straight into the cruel scarlet eyes.
“Not with Slytherin behind me. Not with Malfoy's brat in my bed.” Viridian eyes narrowed into stormy slits as Harry's mind screamed and raged. Voldemort's voice dropped and he leaned forward, his breath creating puffs of humid air that left goosebumps trailing over Harry's neck.
“In your bed.” Harry tried to jerk back, but Voldemort held steady, his fingertips digging into Harry's jaw, and continued.
“Do you want him in your bed? Tsk, tsk. He will be mine, make no mistake. I do not share, but for you... I might make an exception.”
Harry jerked his head to the side and wrenched himself from the Voldemort's grasp when the vile man had leaned forward once again. Hissing in anger, Voldemort struck the Gryffindor hard, sending the prince to meet the cold stone ground in a rattle of chains. Harry closed his eyes at the stinging in his cheek.
“Fine. You refuse to join me, then I will break you and keep you at my feet.” With those parting words words, Voldemort stormed out. Harry could only drop his chin in resignation when two Death Eaters walked in snapping the leather, braided whips in their hands and his cell door closed with a deafening clang.
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