Title: Reclaim
Author: Batsutousai
Beta: magickmaker17
Pairings: Harry/Tom(Voldemort), Salazar/Godric, Rowena/Helga, Sirius/Remus, Gin/Ted, Herm/???
Warnings: This will have graphic slash, not-so-graphic femslash, and not-so-graphic het, war, Ron torture
Summary: Sequel to Abandon!
In love with the man he’s expected to kill and member of the esteemed Order of the Phoenix, Harry Potter must fight in a war in which he is divided. Can he lead his world to peace?
Disclaim Her: *quietly sits and watches as everything comes to a close*

Key:
Mind-speak
:Parseltongue:
’Written thoughts’
°°Phoenix speech°°

A/N: Originally, this chapter was going to be an outtake. I decided there were too many spoilers, so changed it into a chapter.

As such, it starts out from Albus' point of view during chapter 11 and goes on to the article everyone was so damn curious about, then....well, you'll see. *winks* Also, there's a part in here that you might want to read on LJ - since I'll be colour-coding it there - or on Angelfire(link here: http://www.angelfire.com/creep/junk/HP/r15.html), for those of you who have problems with LJ. Can't play with colours on either FFN or HPFandom. LOL



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Chapter 15

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Albus was thinking over the confrontation he’d had with Harry after his attack on the members of the DA, trying to figure out what had gone wrong - more specifically than everything.

But, where had Harry been hiding? Not among the DA, or had he been? The members said he and his had appeared out of nowhere without a sound. How had they done that? Apparation made noise and their were wards around both the town and school to warn about incoming portkeys. Some obscure magic that Tom had hunted down in his youth? That would make the most sense, but it wouldn't help him defend against it.

Maybe Miss Weasley-Potter or Hermione would know - assuming he could interrogate one of them without the other spies in Hogwarts - he was certain there were some - finding out and reporting back to Harry. He would have to think on that.

The knowledge that he had a spy in his very office that was reporting back to Harry was problematic. He would have to be more careful with his broodings from then on out. And those secret meetings with the Order - the ones without Hermione, Severus, Draco, Blaise, and Theodore - would have to be moved. Perhaps Minerva would consent to the usage of her own rooms or office?

He had too many spies in his troops. Maybe it was time to clean them all out?

But, no. They were too valuable when it came to passing back wrong information. He'd deal with them when they truly became a threat - or too nosy. Either way, they should be useful for getting more information on Harry and Tom's activities.

Perhaps trying to kill Harry hadn't been his best option, especially since he'd been holding that child - but he could always say he hadn't seen the child until it was too late... He really needed to work on his unflappable nature - he was letting Harry get to him too easily.

As for Harry's last, shouted statement?

He'd handle that when it came back to him. Hopefully.

Ooh, Albus really wanted Harry Potter dead.

-~/\~-

RUMOURS OF HORROR: WAS HARRY POTTER ABUSED?
by Rita Skeeter

'After an attack on the well-known and respected DA on Saturday,
some shocking news came to light due to an argument between
Albus Dumbledore and Harry Potter. Witnesses claim that Mr
Potter exclaimed, "Perhaps having me raped wasn't harsh enough.
You should have had him kill me instead. That would have solved
a lot of problems, don't you agree?" before disappearing without a
trace. Following this, Albus Dumbledore left the area in silence.

'This reporter, after hearing of this, went to those who had known
the younger Mr Potter.

' "We once went with Ron to get Harry out of his aunt and uncle's
house. They'd locked his door and barred his window - like he was
some sort of criminal," said the shocked and horrified Fred and
George Weasley of Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes.

' "Harry always used to joke about how his relatives hated him,"
reported the angry Seamus Finnegan, an old dorm mate of the Boy-
Who-Betrayed. "I remember seeing a nasty-looking scar on his
back once - I think he usually kept a Glamour over it - and he
wouldn't tell me what it was from."

' "He would ask for food in his letters sometimes," said Hermione
Granger, who was once Potter's best friend and now teaches at
Hogwarts. "He was always so thin, too. It was scary sometimes,
especially when you looked at him next to some of the bigger
students in our year - he was just so small."

' "I found out by accident last year that Mr Potter had been raped
by his cousin during a previous summer and he never saw it fit
to tell anyone. If he'd been facing that sort of abuse his whole life
without a soul to turn to, I can see why," stated the frowning and
severe Minerva McGonagall, Deputy Headmistress of Hogwarts.

'Let's ask the one who's know Mr Potter the longest - his Muggle
aunt, Petunia Dursley - about her knowledge of these claims:

' "Harry dropped by over this past Christmas with his friend,
Marcus Brutús. Marcus had a bottle of Veritaserum with him
and he used it on my son, Dudley, since I didn't believe
Harry's claim that Dudley raped him. Dudley admitted to the
horrid act, then went on to inform us that my late husband,
Vernon, used to rape Harry all the time and would tell Dudley
about it. I admit that we'd never been particularly kind to Harry -
we used to make his do all the housework and sleep in the cup-
board under the stairs - but I'd never have condoned my husband's
actions - probably why I was never told."

'When asked where her son was, Mrs Dursley replied, "He ran away
from home not long after his confession. He took over one hundred
pounds with him, too."

'There you have it, my faithful readers. Harry Potter was, indeed,
raped and mistreated as a child. What's more, it's possible that
Professor Dumbledore knew about at least some of this abuse, as
it was his job to watch the house for any signs of danger to Mr
Potter's self.

'This reporter demands action by the Ministry! If not for that abuse,
Mr Potter might not have betrayed us to You- Know-Who!
Dumbledore must be tried!'

-~/\~-

'Professor Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore,
'Your presence is requested on the twenty-fourth of November for a trial regarding the mistreatment of one Harry James Potter at the hands of his Muggle caretakers.
'Minister of Magic,
'Alastor Moody
'P.S. Albus, forgive me, I had no choice.'

-~/\~-

SPECIAL EDITION!! THE DARK ORDER: ALL TRUTHS BARED
by Rita Skeeter

'This humble reporter just happened to be walking down
Diagon Alley one afternoon when she ran into Third Auror
Tonks and two gentlemen that she seemed quite friendly with -
and this reporter would like to add that she doesn't blame Third
Auror Tonks for anything that followed after she left! The
gentlemen were dressed well and spoke well. One of them
looked quite pleased to see me and informed me that he'd been
hoping to give me the chance to do an exclusive interview with
a couple of the most famous wizards in our history, ever since
my scoop on Mr Potter's abuse that has caused Professor
Dumbledore to be called into court on this very day.

'Curious, I allowed these gentlemen to Apparate me away to a
large manor that I suppose they lived in. It was here that they
revealed who I was to talk to: Harry Potter and You-Know-
Who. The two rulers of the Dark Order were, in fact, the two
gentlemen whom I'd met in Diagon Alley!

'Now before you, my precious readers, begin to fear for my life,
or perhaps even your own, let me describe these two most-
feared wizards to you:
'Mr Potter - as his friends said, is very thin and quite short. He
has grown his hair out since his days at school and no longer
wears glasses, allowing his very green eyes to meet one's own
gaze in a manner that made even me shudder - he is quite
intense.
'You-Know-Who informed me that if I was to survive the
interview in one piece, I would call him by his given name,
Tom Riddle.(Here, Mr Potter informed me that "Tom" wouldn't
really harm me, as Mr Potter wouldn't let him.) Mr Riddle,
contrary to our former belief, does not look like a half-human,
half-serpent freak-of-nature(he said I could put it like that), but
is handsome and looks much like our infamous Mr Potter - just
with red eyes and is much taller.
'And don't think these descriptions will help you detect them -
Mr Potter admits to being a Metamorphmagus, as does Mr
Riddle. They both enjoy leisurely strolls through Diagon Alley,
I am sure.

'Now, I am sure you are curious about the interview? Well, it
was a no questions barred interview - Mr Potter's own words -
but I had to write it down and have in published exactly as it
happened. Here it is:

'RS: So I can really ask you both anything?
HP: Anything you'd like, Rita. I promise one of us will
answer.
And I won't be killed?
TR: I can't promise that.
Tom!
Oh, very well, I promise.
[clears throat] Very good. Then, to get the answer to our
world's burning question: Harry, were you really abused by
relatives?
Everything you wrote in that article was true.
I see. And was the abuse your reason for betraying us?
[winces] I wish you all wouldn't use that word, actually. Can
we ban it?
If I can't kill her, you can't ban any words.
You drive a hard bargain. Very well, then. As for your
question, Rita: No. I joined the Dark Order because its
beliefs were the ones that I, myself, held dear.
Most of them.
Yes, there is that Crucio everyone in sight idea of yours that I
disagree with.
Oh, you're funny.
[laughs]
[clears throat] Well, okay. So you've allied yourself with You-
If you call me that one more time, I'll hex you.
Tom!
You hate that as much as I do, now hush.
Uhm, okay. What should I call you then?
Exactly what I told you to call me. Tom.
I- [coughs] Very well, then. So, Harry, You've allied yourself
with Tom because you agree with his side's beliefs over those
of the Ministry?
Ooh, not really? Tom, help?
You walked into this one yourself, Harry. I'm not helping you
this time.
Gee, thanks. [sighs] How do I put this? I don't agree with a
lot of things that the Ministry does, and I certainly don't
agree with Albus.
What sorts of things?
Non-humans, for example. The way they're treated just
doesn't sit right with me. My godfather's mate is a were-
wolf. One of my friends is a house-elf. A centaur saved my
life once-
I remember that.
I thought you were staying out of this, you bastard.
Touché.
[laughs] Okay, so you want the treatment of non-humans to
change. How is that different from how the Dark Order treats
Muggles?
That's not fair.
What, you want to answer that?
Yes. Here's a bit of trivia for you, I'm a half-blood-
Wait, WHAT?!
Nice, Tom.
You shut up. Yes, I'm a half-blood. Yes, I once thought all
Muggles needed to die - the illusions of a child, honestly. I
thought that the world would be better without all Muggles.
Harry here kindly showed me that Muggles have some uses.
Tom, target practise is not one of the uses I was talking
about.
You need to stay out of my thoughts.
[coughs] So you're not out to rid the world of Muggles?
No. Now, Muggles like Vernon-
Tom.
Yes, I know.
If you know, then why do you keep doing it?
Because it annoys you?
I'm getting the strangest feeling that I'm sitting in the room
with two human beings.
[laughs] Just because we're classified as Dark Wizards and
dangerous by the Ministry doesn't mean that we're not
human, Rita. We know how to joke and tease and laugh-
And populate my house with stray brats.
We're getting off-topic.
No, wait. This is your house, Tom?
This is Slytherin Manor.
We had to bring you here because he's paranoid.
No, I knew that if I needed to kill her, my Death Eaters
would gladly help.
I think I need to get Poppy in here to check your head.
Poppy Pomfrey? The nurse who disappeared from Hogwarts?
You'd be surprised at how many of those who disappeared
actually came willingly.
Honestly, I think even Albus would be surprised.
So they weren't kidnapped, they were your people to begin
with?
Bingo.
Tom and Poppy were friends in school, actually. She's only
recently said that she allies with us, though. Hermione is still
just a supporter-
She has the twins, though. It's not really a great idea to send
her out onto the field. Leaving her in Hogwarts was bad
enough.
Quite. As for Ginevra, she's the second in command of the
Death Eaters In-Training - sorry, Molly! - and has been
since just after this last Christmas. Luna is a member of the
Death Eaters In-Training - I think Gin looks at her like her
second, honestly.
Severus is mine. He's always been mine.
Now, to be fair, he'd been with Albus for a while there, but
then he realized that I'd sided with you and flipped back.
Severus is nothing if not a survivor.
And what of that second year?
Ula?
She's one of the brats that Harry's populating the manor with.
You sound like you hate them.
They are the most aggravating humans I have ever come across.
Funny. You say the same thing about Sirius.
Okay, fine. Your godmutt is the most aggravating human I
have ever come across. Children are just cursed at a young
age.
Don't listen to him. He was playing darts with them
yesterday.
I was not!
Tom, I have a picture.
I'm going to destroy that camera.
[snorts] You've been saying that since I got it.
[coughs] I think we're way off track. What were we talking
about again anyway? [ruffles papers] Oh. Muggles?
Well...
Oh, just give up.
What is that supposed to mean?
You know what it was supposed to mean.
Fine. Muggles. No, we're not out to kill them - at least, not all
of them. What we're looking for is more of a way to safely move
around in their world - an alliance of sorts. We also want a
system in place that will provide Muggle-borns with a sort of
wizarding mentor - so they're not entering our world without
knowing anything.
Both Tom and I faced that. Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon
wanted nothing to do with our world and so they pretended it
didn't exist. When I got here, I was made a fool of - or so it
seemed. If I had grown up with the knowledge of the
Wizarding World, I'd like to think that I would at least have
handled my first visit a bit better.
And you, Tom?
What is this, quiz the Dark Lord?
Don't mind him, he doesn't like talking about his childhood.
He's just a big bab-
Okay, you little snot. I grew up in a Muggle orphanage. I'd like
to think that having a mentor of some sort would have, at the
very least, saved me from some of the shit that I faced there.
Anyway, with a mentor - I might not have learned that cursing
people who annoyed me was a good problem-solver.
I think everyone in the world can agree that we would have
been better off if he hadn't learned that trick.
I certainly can.
[laughs] What's next on your list, Rita?
Well, I know you said that you don't like the way that the
Ministry treats non-humans, so: What evidence do you have
that you treat them any better?
If I might call for refreshments?
Uhm, okay?
Slinky!
S: Master called?
Rita, this is the Head house-elf here at Slytherin Manor.
Slinky, this is Rita Skeeter.
Oh! She is the woman Master Harry always said he would
invite over for tea?
[laughs]
Yeah, she's the one. And what are you laughing about?
Why is it that Slinky knows about this nonsense?
Because Master Harry was telling Misses Ula and Cynthia
last week after the attack on the elves.
Attack on the elves?
Yes. Bad Man Dumbles wasn't happy that Master and Master
Harry got to the elves in Loch Lomond first and so he had the
Stupid Ministry of Humans attack the elves.
Where did you hear about that?
Master's office needs new Silencing Charms.
Why couldn't you have told me this before?
Because Master Harry said Slinky would learn more if Slinky
didn't tell Master about the Silencing Charms.
You are getting them to revolt against me! I knew it!
Master is a silly bastard.
[laughs] Slinky, you shouldn't call Tom that.
Master Harry is always calling Master that.
Master Harry will get his later.
Tom, if you can't figure out that your office's Silencing
Charms are crud without Slinky's help, you don't deserve an
office.
Don't you start quoting me!
[laughs] I'm sorry.
Slinky, could you go get us a round of tea?
Of course, Master Harry.
Thank you, Slinky.
Of course, Master.
Tell me, is he always that straight-forward?
He didn't used to be. Harry's been teaching all of the
house-elves bad manners.
They needed a touch of spunk. Thank you, Slinky.
Of course, Master Harry. Is there anything else Slinky can
get for Masters and Masters' guest?
We're fine. Miss Skeeter?
Oh! No, thank you. Wow. He's quite different from most house-
elves I've met.
He's always been a bit different from other house-elves. Really,
Harry's only taught them to be more straight-forward. All of the
elves here enjoy talking with people. They like having Harry's
brats around because the girls will talk non-stop.
About that, who is Cynthia?
When we attacked the DA group, the first person I Stupefied
was a girl - who happened to have been the one who saw me.
When her father started to run with the rest of the DA
members, he left her and she was almost trampled. So I
pulled her out, then brought her back with me.
Like I said, he's planning on populating my home with his brats.
What if Cynthia's father is looking for her?
We looked into that actually. He disowned her when the
coot told him that he feared that she'd been corrupted by us.
The coot?
Albus. Tom won't call him by his name.
He doesn't deserve a name.
You're better off not asking, Rita. Really.
Okay, then. Wow. Uhm, what about these elves? I hadn't heard
anything about this.
One of our people in the Ministry actually found out that the
Ministry wouldn't let the press release anything about the
attack because it was such a humiliation.
Here's our side of the story - feel free to get Albus' from
him: I went to visit the elves at Loch Lomond on a whim and
made friends with their leader, Roarke. Albus' phoenix came
not long after I'd gotten there, but left when he saw me-
Smart little shit.
Tom.
Did I interrupt your story?
Has anyone told you that you're an asshole recently?
Your sister, actually. Just this morning.
I don't think I want to know.
Probably not.
[coughs pointedly]
Sorry. Anyway, I made a pact with Roarke that said that the
elves supported us, but they would basically stay out of the
war. Just the next day, I got word from one of my people that
Albus had talked the Ministry into attacking Loch Lomond,
before the elves could attack them. So some of the
Death Eaters In-Training and I went out there and slipped into
their society. We met the Aurors head-on and knocked them
all out, then sent them home with their tails between their
legs. I'm, really, not surprised that the Ministry's trying to
cover it up.
We never cover stuff up.
That's because the Ministry controls the press and they rub
their victories in our faces.
Ouch.
[laughs] Okay, so the Ministry is screwing up again - we all
knew that-
I dare you to publish that line.
Tom, she has to publish the whole thing - it was our
agreement. Remember?
I'm not dumb, Harry.
You're not?
I'm not going to get accidentally cursed if you two start fighting,
will I?
[laughs] No. If anything, you'll get treated to us staring at
one another in silence or speaking in Parseltongue.
It drives the others in the Manor insane that we always
argue in Parseltongue.
Why?
No blackmail.
Is that what Gin's complaint is? Because Poppy always tells me
that she doesn't like not knowing how to solve our problem.
I don't know why she's complaining - she's the one who
always gets us to shut up by threatening medication.
It's not working as well as it used to.
Oh. I suppose that's a good excuse.
So, how many people live here in the Manor?
Well, Tom and myself. Then Gin and Herm and Herm's twins.
Your brats.
Yes. And Poppy and Sevvie-
Sevvie?
Severus Snape. It's Harry's pet name for him.
He hates it as much as you hate 'Voldie'.
[hisses]
[laughs] Uhm, Sirius and Remus live here too. Oh, and Ron's
in our dungeon.
Mr Weasley?
Yup! And he's still alive, too.
And in one piece, last I knew.
I'm surprised.
The house-elves won't let us kill him, actually.
Go-
No, shut up. No one wants to hear what you have to say
on the matter. You'll scar some innocent little kid for life.
You know, all these so-called 'innocent children'? It's all a
farce. They're not really innocent, you know.
You've been spending too much time with Ula, Cynthia, and
Ionia.
Ionia?
She's Roarke's daughter. Ula and Cynthia went with me
when I went to go meet the elves - Tom didn't want them in
his hair - and the three hit it off. Phelan, who's a werewolf as
well as an elf, spends a lot of time with Remus. The two kids
are always over here, it seems.
And Roarke allows this?
He knows no one will harm them. All the Death Eaters have
been told that the children are off-limits. Most of them listen.
Who doesn't? Do I want to know?
Bellatrix and Fenrir.
Lestrange?
That's the woman.
And.... Who's Fenrir?
Werewolf. He's the head of the largest clan. We've actually had
quite a few problems with him, his threatening the children is
just one of many.
I see. What do you usually do about him?
I'm not allowed to say, lest I scar any little children.
Funny, isn't he?
Okay, I think one more question, just for me?
Go ahead.
Harry, honestly, do you like it here?
I love it here. My whole family is with me, even those that are
fighting against me seem to be right here with me.
You're starting to sound sappy.
Sometimes I could do without his sense of humour, though.
[laughs] So I see.
Oiy!
And, Rita, if you don't mind, I've got an answer for the Order.
What?
I don't mind, no.
Harry, what are you up to?
Hush. Hermione told me that Albus suspected that Marcus
Brutús was actually you. I'd just like to make sure that Albus
knows for sure that, yes, Lord Voldemort was teaching at his
school for a whole year.
Harry!
What?
Wait, aren't you and Brutús lovers?
Turn that thing off!
Yes. Tom, it's not turning off no matter how many times you
try to hex it.
You little-!


'And the rest of that is history. At any rate, here are the
answers to most of the burning questions I know you've all had.

'I also got to see Miss Ginevra Weasley-Potter. She has since re-
gained her lost voice due to the magic of elves. It also turns out
that the "attack" on Hogwarts was made so that they could
free Miss Weasley-Potter, who was being tortured by the
esteemed Albus Dumbledore for information on the Dark
Order.

'I also saw Miss Hermione Granger. She looks to be doing well
and is doing a wonderful job of taking care of the four
children that reside full-time in Slytherin Manor as well as the
two that visit all the time.

'As a special treat, King Roarke of the Loch Lomond Elfin Clan
was also in. He is a fine man - very polite. Rather handsome, too.
I wonder if he's taken?

'Rita Skeeter signing out and, perhaps, signing up. The Dark
Order isn't all about death and torture after all. Or, at least,
only as much as our own government.'

-~/\~-

Albus stalked into the court room furiously. Not only was he on trial because of Harry's mouth, but Miss Weasley-Potter had slipped through his hands and his attack on those bloody elves had failed. It couldn't possibly get worse!

"Order! This court will come to order!" Mad-Eye stared down at him - the only sympathetic face in a crowd of people who blamed him for Harry turning.

Madame Bones stood. "An agreement has been reached regarding the plaintiff's current stand in our world. This court room will hold peace between the Order and the Ministry and the Dark Order until one whole hour after the sentence has been given. Any act against this will earn the offender ten years in Azkaban. Mr Potter, if you would step down?"

Harry slipped from the crowd, morphing into the face most expected as he stepped up to his seat near the Headmaster, who was staring at him. "Hello, Albus," he offered in a chilled tone, taking his seat.

"How very crafty of you, Harry," Albus replied, fighting against his rising temper.

Harry met the Headmaster's gaze evenly. "We just wanted to see you go down," he assured the older man before turning back to where Madame Bones was working to call the court to order.

"I won't be going down alone."

"Do your worst," Harry whispered, not looking over. It was too late for Albus - Rita's article had already been typed out and edited. It was on it's way to the presses at that very moment.

"This case is over the abuse of Harry James Potter. Mr Potter states that Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore knew of his abuse and was even the one behind it. Mr Dumbledore, how do you plead?"

"Not guilty," Albus replied surely.

Madame Bones nodded. "Mr Potter, you have a witness?"

"I do." Harry stood, one arm extended. "Fawkes!"

Albus felt himself become ill as his familiar appeared on Harry's arm. The spy in his office. The one being that he would never suspect. Of course. Of course.

He'd lost this case before it had even begun.

-~/\~-

"Oh, how the mighty have fallen."

Albus spun to face his once-student with a sneer. "Tom."

Tom smiled. "Hello, coot." Then he held out the special edition of the Prophet. "This just came out. I thought you might want to see what Harry and I were up to yesterday."

Albus snatched the paper away. "What, another massacre?" He opened the paper, then gaped.

"No. We were answering questions." Tom laughed coldly, then walked over to where Harry stood talking to Herm and Gin. "He's reading it."

"Good. I'm tired of fighting with a defeated man," Harry muttered. "I have better things to do than be in a court room full of people gaping at me."

"Please don't tell us what those other things might be." Hermione rolled her eyes, looking faintly disgusted.

"Feel free to tell me, love," Tom suggested, slipping his arms around Harry's waist from behind.

"Public displays of affection need to stay in the hall outside," a voice reported.

Harry smiled. "Hullo, Alastor."

"Potter. Voldemort. Granger. Weasley-Potter," Mad-Eye replied evenly.

"Should you really be over here?" Gin rasped.

Mad-Eye cocked an eyebrow. "So you do have your voice back."

"Yes. She can cuss us out in stereo now," Harry agreed with a large grin. "And it's fine, Gin. Mad-Eye was the one who ended up arranging everything between us and the Ministry - I think they expect him to come over and chat."

"What does the outcome look like?" Tom asked seriously of the Minister.

"You don't have a thing to worry about. Unless Albus pulls something out of thin air, you're clear. Everyone's been leaning towards you since that article Rita wrote about this whole mess. I certain that this latest article with make your victory clear."

Harry nodded. "That's what I thought. It's why I told Rita to have it published just before the trial."

"It helps that Albus has been losing face ever since you defected," Herm added easily.

"True." Mad-Eye gripped Harry's shoulder firmly. "This won't take much longer, I'm certain."

Harry nodded thankfully, then they all watched as Mad-Eye stepped back up to the judging chairs.

"I suppose we should head back, then," Herm sighed, tugging on Gin's arm. "Come on, Tom."

"Go on," Tom replied, then spun Harry around and kissed his lover firmly on the lips. :It's all perfect, got it?:

:I know, Tom. I'm not worried about this.:

:Just making sure.: Tom rubbed a thumb gently against Harry's cheek. :What do you say? Shag when this is all over?:

Harry snorted in amusement. :Oh, off with you, bastard.:

Tom placed one more kiss upon Harry's lips. :Imp.: Then he was gone back to his seat.

Harry stepped back over to his own seat, standing straight against the stares bearing down on him. When this is all over, can I spend the rest of my days hiding in Slytherin Manor?

Tom chuckled.

"You haven't won yet," Albus assured Harry sharply.

"Funny, Alastor was just telling me that there was no way I could lose," Harry replied evenly.

"You can't win if you're dead, Harry."

Harry narrowed his eyes at the man. "I wouldn't try anything stupid if I were you, Albus. Our people are standing by, ready to kill everyone in sight if one of us is attacked. Would you really risk the people of the world?"

Albus turned away - he didn't know what to say to that. Harry could be bluffing, or he could be being honest. There was no telling.

Harry had won.

-~/\~-

Harry looked around the ballroom with a smile. All the Juniors were partying - even a few Death Eaters were getting into the swing of the party. Albus had been imprisoned in Azkaban with a dementor - courtesy of Tom - to watch over him. The two lords of the Dark Order had spent a half an hour with Mad-Eye and various other high-ranking members of the Ministry, discussing peace talks. With any luck, the war was already over.

:Should we leave them to their own devices?: Tom hissed in Harry's ear, wrapping his arms around his lover's waist from behind.

:Let's.:

The two leaders disappeared through the nearest door and no one noticed.

-~/\~-

As the door closed, Harry found himself not only naked, but also somehow in the middle of their bed, looking up into the shining red eyes of his beautifully naked lover. "What's the occasion?" Harry inquired with a smile.

"We're celebrating the coot's imprisonment and soon-to-be death."

"How soon?"

"As soon as I can get Alastor to agree with me on it."

Harry laughed and sat up. Tom met him halfway and their lips brushed once, then slammed together hungrily. Tongues were sucked into opposite mouths - seeming almost like food for two wizards starved for love and time to themselves.

They fell back upon the bed, Harry on the bottom. Tom easily dominating Harry's body, impossibly long fingers dancing over shivering flesh, goosebumps following in their wake. Legs tangling together as they writhed upon the bed, the sheets twisting and falling off the bed beneath them.

:Suck,: Tom ordered breathlessly, placing three fingers against Harry's lips.

Harry sucked the fingers into his mouth just as hungrily as he'd sucked on Tom's tongue mere moments before, not even thinking to mention the half-full tube of lube in the drawer next to them, or the jar of Tom's favourite cream sitting on the bathroom sink. Who needed lube or cream anyway?

Tom reclaimed Harry's lips with his own as his spit-slicked fingers fingered Harry's pucker, dancing around it in a haunting sort of dance.

And then a finger slipped in, dancing around within while it's brothers continued dancing around outside. Harry closed his eyes, loving the intimacy of having Tom in his mouth and his arse all at once - owning him like only Tom could.

Two fingers, scissoring and twisting. Three, and a flash of light. Tom's fingers were so long. They belonged in Harry. But do you know what belonged more?

The fingers danced out and Harry lifted his hips in invitation. The head, the shaft. It was a perfect fit. They were a perfect fit.

They moved together in perfect sync - as only those who knew each other in every way could.

And they came together - matching cries of bliss - as only those who were meant to be together could.

The prophesy was broken - the Dark Lord knew the power he had once not.

Harry and Tom curled together in rumpled sheets. Their world was complete.

-~/\~-

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A/N: *sniffles* I think I need to take my allergy meds. XD
There's still the epilogue. No worries.

Can you believe it? This chapter was written before fourteen was done. Like I said at the beginning, the idea started out as an outtake, then became an actual chapter. I've been writing for almost twelve hours straight - only taking a couple bathroom breaks and five minutes to make some ramen.
I think I'm proud of this chapter.
I think I need some sleep, actually. *sweatdrop*

So, I was looking at my story stats. The first chapter of Reclaim was insanely popular on FFN, with 153 reviews. Only chapter 9 has gotten over one hundred since then. Could I have lots and lots of reviews for this chapter? Please? I promise the Epilogue will be really long.... *wide eyes*

~Bats ^.^x
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