‘How did it go?’ asked Harry.
Lucius and Narcissa stepped through the Floo network where Harry had spent the past hour pacing. Harry kept telling himself that it was not important. That he didn’t care if his lover was divorced or not but Harry knew that he was lying to himself on that front although he had no idea if he wanted or feared his lover getting divorced. Harry knew that his lover being a free agent might change Lucius' expectations of their relationship but Harry had no idea what he wanted.
Lucius sighed, ‘Draco was not happy.’
Harry snorted, ‘of course not. Nobody would be in those circumstances. His father left his mother for his ex-enemy who is younger than him!’
‘What’s wrong with you?’ asked Lucius.
Harry sighed knowing that he was never able to keep when he was worried, upset or angry from Lucius. Not that he really wanted to nowadays that their relationship was progressing faster than Harry was able to control his feelings. Lucius had, after all, been there for him at a time when no one else had when his whole world was falling apart which had changed their relationship.
This morning after speaking to Amelia Harry had gone up to his bedroom knowing it would be several hours before Lucius came back from Hogwarts after speaking to Draco. Harry had checked his diary not really expecting to find out anything he did not know in it. Harry had expected reports of Granger’s disappearance and the DMLE’s investigations which were there but they were not the only things there.
What Harry did not expect were two dire warnings from both Snape and the Weasley twins. It made Harry pleased that despite everything the twins were still protecting him from Dumbledore. Harry had expected that after he had killed Granger they would understandably want nothing more to do with him and quite possibly betray him to Dumbledore but it seemed that may not be the case.
Harry had begged his father to let him attend the requested meeting in Hogsmeade. The Dark Lord did not like it fearing it was a trap but Harry pointed out if it had been a trap they would never have revealed Dumbledore’s latest plan. Harry had pointed out the usefulness of having the twins who were close to Dumbledore reporting to Harry which was the only reason that Harry was allowed to go.
Naturally he was not to go alone. Harry had said he would take Lucius with him but the Dark Lord did not find that acceptable. The Dark Lord requested that he also take Marcus Flint Senior with him as he was the Dark Lord’s best fighter. Harry’s father wanted to go with Harry himself but Harry knew that the twins would never say anything in front of the man they were raised to fear.
‘Dumbledore is planning to have my seed extracted so that Ginny could carry my Heir,’ Harry said bitterly.
According to Fred and George Dumbledore had finally given up on using Harry as a weapon. Dumbledore believed that Harry was too dangerous to live so he planned to have Harry killed at Snape’s hands. However, the Light especially the Weasley women still craved Harry’s money and titles so planned to “extract” Harry’s semen to have control over the next Slytherin Heir.
Apparently Dumbledore had told the Weasley twins that Snape would be using magic to steal his semen. However, according to Harry’s father there were no spells to force ejaculation. Not unless you were including the Imperius curse which meant that Dumbledore was planning to have Snape rape him which had made his father understandably murderous.
The Dark Lord was going to call Snape to him first to find out exactly what Dumbledore had said. Then they were going to figure out a way that Snape would be seen as giving Dumbledore what he wished for without actually doing so. The only suggestion so far had been acquiring sperm from a Muggle sperm bank and giving that to Dumbledore to impregnate the Weasley whore.
‘He’s what?’ Lucius said icily.
‘You heard,’ Harry said equally as coolly. ‘He plans to have Snape molest me so that he can have another bloody weapon. He never learns does he!?’
After everything that was going on at the present one would think that it would make you think twice before repeating the same plan that was ruining you with another innocent child. But Dumbledore it appeared had not one iota of common sense or was just ridiculously stubborn. His plan had failed and so far his only reaction was to repeat the same plan with Harry’s future child.
‘Thank Merlin he doesn’t know about our son,’ Harry said.
Lucius nodded, ‘yes thank Merlin.’
‘Even should his plan succeed Weasley’s child would not be your heir,’ Narcissa said. ‘The child you carry will be older and even if its not if you leave everything to that child then the other child cannot claim anything!’
‘That’s what father said,’ agreed Harry, ‘between death threats,’ muttered Harry.
Lucius snorted, ‘that I can believe.’
‘Well you’ve seen what my father is like in overprotective mode for yourself,’ Harry laughed.
Lucius grimaced, ‘that’s not funny.’
‘And that reminds me,’ Narcissa said suddenly. ‘I have something for you.’
Harry blinked, ‘what?’
Narcissa pulled a book out of her handbag which had to have an expansion charm on it or it would never fit into the small glittery golden handbag. The book cover was dark blue leather with faded golden writing saying Baby Names & Star Signs. Underneath was the name of the author Rigel Black. Harry took the book from the woman fingering the worn covers feeling his stomach flutter nervously.
‘My mother swore by this book,’ Narcissa said. ‘It was where I found Draco’s name.’
‘Thank you,’ Harry said.
‘No problem, Harry, dear,’ Narcissa said. ‘If you need to talk about pregnancies or babies I am always here to talk.’
‘Err thank you Narcissa,’ Harry said awkwardly. ‘My father will be calling the rest of the Inner Circle in two hours’ time. He will be calling the rest of them one at a time to his office, interviewing them and then asking them to wait in the Ball Room where a full Inner Circle meeting shall be held. He shall be doing the same with the Outer Circle tomorrow,’ Harry informed them. ‘Would you like me to show you around?’
‘Yes, please,’ Lucius said.
‘No, thank you,’ Narcissa said. ‘I have to sort out my new apartment. I shall see you in two hours?’
‘Follow me,’ Harry gave Lucius a lecherous grin.
Then the young boy darted out of the reception room with a teenager's natural energy. Lucius was forced to follow the boy taking long strides to keep up with his much younger lover. Lucius knew that from the boy’s grin they were going to end up in bed which Lucius wanted but knew that if the Dark Lord walked in on them he would be dead before Harry could defend him.
‘Come on,’ Harry called. ‘I think we should start in my room.’
‘Are you trying to get me murdered?’ Lucius asked.
‘Lucius,’ Harry said amused. ‘I’ve told you before I won’t let my father kill you.’
Harry rounded the corner into his bedroom with his perfectly large bed for what they were about to do. Harry gave Lucius a burning gaze which the older man more than returned. Despite his fears of Harry’s father they both knew neither one of them would give up what they had together even if Lucius thought that they should try not to push the Dark Lord as much as Harry did.
Harry kissed Lucius deep dragging his lover onto his bed as he did so. Not that Lucius put up any sort of fight as he began to kiss Harry back in earnest. Nor did the older man put up a fight as Harry quickly divested him of his black robes as Lucius practically tore Harry’s robes off him. Harry kissed Lucius as though he would never kiss the blonde again. Harry reached for Lucius’ underwear which he quickly removed. Not before giving Lucius’ clothed balls a light squeeze causing Lucius to groan.
‘Tease,’ murmured Lucius.
Harry grinned into Lucius’ mouth wrapping his legs around Lucius’ strong, lightly toned body. Harry rolled them around so that he was on top of the larger blonde Lord. Harry leaned to one side to pick up the little bottle of silver coloured, passionfruit flavoured lube that he had brought with him from Hogwarts and kept close to his bed hoping that Lucius would pay him a visit.
Harry worked one finger into Lucius’ hole groaning at the tight feeling that still existed there. Harry wriggled his finger and hooked it opening his lover up. Then he added a second finger and performed a scissoring motion to prepare Lucius. Finally he added a third finger which apparently drove Lucius past all control because he growled at Harry impatiently.
‘Hurry up, Potter,’
Harry taking it as the invitation that it was removed his fingers and quickly began lubing up is cock. Harry then lined himself up with his lover’s ass hole and pushed into his lover in one quick fluid motion. Lucius made a strangled noise of pleasure as Harry felt Lucius’ muscles close around his cock. Lucius' walls were hot and warm against Harry's cock.
‘Move,’ ordered Lucius.
Harry wasted no time in failing to comply with his lover’s commands as he could barely control himself as it was. Gripping Lucius’ strong, pale hips Harry set a punishing pace. Harry would pull almost all the way out just to pound back into Lucius' tight heat. All the whilst Lucius pushed back against Harry forcing Harry deeper and deeper into Lucius’ tight heat.
‘Faster,’ Lucius commanded.
Harry knew that he was getting closer and closer to filling Lucius up with his come. And if the way Lucius' walls were pulsating Lucius was just as bad as Harry was. Harry pushed deep into Lucius coming at the same time as Lucius’ muscles clamped down around Harry's emptying cock. Harry cried out in absolute pleasure as he collapsed on top of his lover.
‘Wow,’ murmured Harry.
‘Wow,’ agreed Lucius breathlessly.
‘And the name’s Slytherin,’ Harry said amused. ‘Forgetting things in your old age.’
Lucius looked affronted, ‘only when you are distracting me with your sinful hands.’
Harry smiled into Lucius’ chest as he pulled his cock out of Lucius' passage and curled up with his lover. Lucius pulled Harry closer to him so that Harry's head was resting on Lucius' firm chest. The sound of Lucius’ heartbeat which was still coming down to it's usual steady pace after the vigorous fucking lulled Harry into a deep slumber as Lucius’ breathing levelled out.
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‘Hadrian,’ a familiar voice called out.
Harry woke with a jolt at the sound of his father’s voice coming from behind the other side of the door but luckily the Dark Lord did not appear to be entering. Looking down at the still very naked Lucius who had jolted awake at the same time as Harry. Harry tried desperately to think of a way to remedy the situation without his father trying to kill Lucius.
‘Father,’ Harry called out hoping his voice came out as normal. ‘What is it?’
‘I am about to call Severus,’ his father said. ‘I would like you to be present for meeting.’
‘Coming,’ Harry said quickly. ‘I fell asleep,’ Harry explained. ‘You know the pregnancy making me tired. Let me just make myself presentable.’
‘Be in my office in five minutes,’ ordered the Dark Lord.
Harry breathed a sigh of relief glad that his father hadn’t felt the need to come into his bedroom and see the evidence of the mornings activities all over his bed and body. There would be no way to hide the fact that he had just had sex if that were the case. The Dark Lord would be absolutely furious with Lucius which was all they needed today of all days.
‘That was close,’ Harry said breathlessly. ‘Stay here until father call you.’
‘Of course, my prince,’ Lucius said amused. ‘Where else would I go?’
Harry rolled his eyes at his lover before going to his cupboard to get a change of clothes. Harry knew that the robes he had been wearing were far to crumpled to wear again without looking far too undignified for the Dark Lord's heir so decided on new robes. If his father asked he would simply say that his robes had become creased in his sleep so he had changed them.
Harry put on long robes of the darkest blue made out of velvet. The robes were lined with satin making it feel soft against Harry’s skin. The robes arms, mandarin collar and hems were silk patterned with silver swirls. Harry quickly brushed his hair knowing that it wouldn’t do much good but at least he could make himself look like he hadn’t just rolled out bed as he had. Harry then walked quickly to his father’s office where he found his father with a roll of parchment and a blue quill. Harry was just glad that he had made it before Snape had.
‘Father,’ Harry greeted. ‘When will Snape be here?’
‘I have called him,’ the Dark Lord said calmly.
‘So as soon as he can make it out of Hogwarts without alerting Dumbledore to his absence,’ Harry understood.
‘Not necessarily,’ disagreed the Slytherin Lord, ‘as long as I give Severus something to tell Dumbledore it no longer matters if Dumbledore knows Snape is coming or not. In fact it would help us if Dumbledore believed I trusted Severus whilst Severus was reporting everything back to Dumbledore.’
Harry nodded, ‘I understand.’
A few minutes later there was a single knock on the Dark Lord's study door. Harry knew that no one but Harry would dare to enter a room that they knew the Dark Lord was occupying without permission even if they had been called. Harry only did so because the Dark Lord was his father and would not hurt him as he was the only one the Dark Lord loved amongst the living.
‘Enter,’ ordered Harry’s father.
Snape entered taking in the Slytherin men seated behind the mahogany desk. Harry at his father's right hand which was a sign of the Dark Lord's absolute trust in Harry. Snape inclined his head in the direction of the Dark Lord. Then at Harry’s father’s look did the same to Harry which always unnerved Harry to see his dour Potions Professor bowing to him.
‘Severus, sit down,’ instructed Lord Voldemort.
Snape did as his Lord instructed without a word. Harry had come to realise that Snape was very good at showing Harry’s father to proper respect without all the bowing and scraping that other Death Eaters preferred. Harry knew that had Lucius been here he would have bowed and thanked the Dark Lord before taking his seat although that may be nervousness due to he was well aware he was buggering the Dark Lord’s son.
‘Tell me exactly what happened after you left here last night,’ instructed the Dark Lord.
Snape nodded, ‘I did as the Dark Prince instructed. In response to my demands about why he had not told me the truth Dumbledore claimed that it was due to not wanting the Dark Prince to be judged for his father’s crimes because he claims to believe that it is choice not birth that determines who you are.’
‘Yes, Dumbledore has always claimed so,’ Harry’s father said coolly. ‘However, his actions towards my son has proven he does not really believe that.’
Snape nodded in agreement, ‘Dumbledore admitted he was already aware of the Dark Prince’s defection.’
‘He couldn’t really be expected to claim ignorance when he knew that our confrontation was sure to reach your ears,’ the Dark Lord said. ‘It is beneficial for us, however, that Dumbledore is under the impression that you came to him with news that you didn’t know he knew.’
‘Dumbledore also claimed that he didn’t want to tell me truth because he didn’t want to see me hurt,’ sneered Snape. ‘He claimed that he did not tell the Dark Prince for fear of the mental ramifications of finding out your father had murdered your father and step-mother.’
‘That would have likely been the case had the reveal not come alongside the fact that everyone I loved was just using me,’ Harry admitted.
What Harry did not say that despite the fact that everyone had betrayed him it had taken him some time to accept Lord Voldemort as his father. It was not until Harry realised that Dumbledore was the one who murdered his mother did he accept Voldemort as his father. If Dumbledore had been the one to tell him the truth or the spin on the truth Harry doubted he could say the same.
‘Indeed,’ agreed Snape. ‘Dumbledore has claimed that you are manipulating the Dark Prince. I suggested that you were wearing a glamour to hide you true appearance so hopefully Dumbledore will try to prove you are the Dark Lord under a glamour in the coming days.’
‘That would only serve to make him look madder than he is already considered,’ the Dark Lord mused. ‘As well as providing proof that I am not the Dark Lord.’
‘It won’t convince Dumbledore loyalists,’ Harry said. ‘I don’t think anything will convince them.’
‘If the majority believe us the few who don’t will be considered naïve fools who are buying into Dumbledore’s warmongering,’ Harry’s father said grimly. ‘Continue,’ the man ordered Snape.
‘Dumbledore questioned how the Death Eaters had taken your son’s existence,’ Snape said.
‘What did you say?’ asked Harry.
‘The truth,’ Snape said. ‘That they are trying to determine what kind of a man the young Prince is.’
The Dark Lord nodded, ‘good. What was Dumbledore’s response to that?’
‘He did not say,’ Snape said.
‘What else did Dumbledore say?’ asked the Dark Lord.
‘He appeared surprised when I informed him that you had revealed that James was your husband,’ Snape said.
‘Of course he was,’ snorted the Dark Lord. ‘Dumbledore has never believed I can trust people and believes that I think feelings are a weakness.’
‘Indeed, my Lord,’ agreed Snape. ‘I got Dumbledore to admit that he killed James so that he could manipulate the Dark Prince. Dumbledore has decided that both yourself and the Dark Prince must be killed. Dumbledore was surprised to find that Black has betrayed him to the Dark.’
‘He instructed that if I should get a chance to kill the Dark Prince without bringing suspicion on myself to do so,’ Snape said. ‘However, if it is not to wait until you are defeated before dealing with the boy. He also wants me to extract the Dark Prince’s semen. I can, of course, say that I have been unable to get the Dark Prince alone.’
‘Good,’ the Dark Lord said. ‘Do that.’
‘It might be useful to give Dumbledore semen if only to assure your loyalty,’ Harry said.
‘I would think you would be the last one to suggest giving Dumbledore possession of your child, Hadrian,’ the Dark Lord said cool, burning anger present in his voice and face.
‘Oh not mine,’ Harry said quickly.
‘Then whose?’ asked his father stonily.
‘Marcus Flint’s,’ Harry said.
Neither Harry nor the Dark Lord had actually had that Marcus Flint in mind when Harry had made the suggestion to give Dumbledore semen. No he had been thinking of some random Muggle semen that would be easy to acquire. Yet now Harry had said it seemed the perfect idea as long as Lord Flint agreed to the Weasley bitch being the mother to his second child.
Everyone knew that Marcus was desperate to have a child who had the magic and intelligence to become the next Lord Flint. Magic and intelligence that his son sorely lacked due to inbreeding. The Weasleys and the Flints had not interbred in over five hundred years. The blood relation so dilute that they were no longer recognised as family allowing any child conceived between them to be unaffected by inbreeding.
‘The idea has merit,’ the Dark Lord admitted. ‘But how are you going to get Marcus to agree?’
‘Everyone knows Lord Flint is desperate for a suitable Heir,’ Harry pointed out. ‘The Weasleys have produced several powerful members – a Cursebreaker, a Dragonologist amongst them. If it can be proved that Ginny stole Lord Flint’s semen then she’ll be guilty of Line Theft a Kissable offence no matter the age and the child will be taken in by their sire.’
‘It is a good idea,’ admitted Lord Voldemort. ‘If Marcus agrees. And if he should not?’
‘Muggles have sperm banks,’ Harry said. ‘I’m sure that we can manage to acquire them.’
‘Sperm banks?’ questioned Harry’s father.
‘A facility that stores and collects human sperm from sperm donors for use of Muggle women who require sperm to achieve pregnancy,’ explained Snape.
‘Why?’ asked the Dark Lord.
Harry understood why the Dark Lord would need to ask that question as sperm donation must not have come in until later. The Wizarding World who valued Blood would never purposefully choose to be impregnated by an unknown person. Harry wondered what would happen if a witch of a wizard wanted a child but did not have a partner to conceive a child with.
‘If their partner is unfertile or they want a child but don’t have a partner,’ Harry explained. ‘Miss Minett, my primary four teacher used one. Petunia was very derogatory towards her method of conception.’
Tom nodded, ‘now all that’s left is to call Marcus. Severus your arm.’
Severus held out his left hand revealing the fully formed Dark Mark on it. Harry’s father placed the tip of his bone white finger to it causing Snape to grimace in pain. Harry’s father didn’t react to the Potions’ Master’s obvious discomfort. A few minutes later and a familiar Death Eater entered the Dark Lord’s office. The Duellist did not seem surprised to have been called nor that Harry was seated at his father’s right hand. The only thing he seemed surprised about was that Snape was there.
‘Marcus, take a seat,’ ordered the Dark Lord. ‘My son has a proposition for you.’
Marcus Flint who had taken the seat when the Dark Lord had instructed raised a single dark questioning eyebrow in Harry’s direction at these words as it was not often the Dark Lord handed over the reigns to someone else when he was still in the room. Harry knew that his father would be leaving him to do the talking. After all it was Harry’s plan so Harry would have to convince Flint to give his permission.
‘How in need are you of a suitable Heir?’ asked Harry.
‘I had hoped for a strong son in law,’ Flint said amused. ‘But I take it you have another suggestion.’
‘Indeed,’ Harry said. ‘Dumbledore,’ Harry said injecting his hatred of the old man into his voice, ‘is planning for Professor Snape to extract my semen-‘
Flint hissed understanding and fury at the so called Light Leader’s latest plain clear in his dark brown eyes. It was the reaction that everyone got when they heard of Dumbledore's latest plan to ruin Harry's fucked up life. Harry had to stun Sirius to stop him going after Dumbledore himself when he found out what Dumbledore had been planning.
‘And use it to impregnate Ginevra Weasley,’ Harry continued.
‘That’s line theft,’ hissed Lord Flint.
Harry nodded in agreement, ‘I know. Yes Dumbledore plans to do the same thing with my potential future child as he did with me,’ Harry said darkly. ‘One would think after watching his reputation be burned to the ground he would think again before trying to same thing.’
Tom snorted, ‘Dumbledore has always been stubborn. And as you said all his plans have failed. He is not going to let go of them now even if he knows you will never bend.’
‘Even if I did do you really think the Order would accept me now?’ asked Harry. ‘They barely accepted Dad or Professor Snape who were just Death Eaters. They would never accept the traitorous son of Lord Voldemort.
‘Now, we are lucky enough that Professor Snape has given us forewarning of Dumbledore’s plans,’ Harry said not mention Fred or George. ‘He may wait for Professor Snape to find an opportunity to acquire my semen. However, I doubt he’d wait forever especially given the fact that he is fast going to become desperate as father destroys him and takes control of the Wizarding World.
‘Desperate men are the most dangerous,’ Harry said gravely. ‘We fear that when Dumbledore realises that Professor Snape has not done as requested he will suspect his switch in loyalties which cannot be allowed to happen. Never mind it is quite possible that Dumbledore will send someone else after me or curse a Death Eater to do so.
‘Thus we are planning for Severus to give Dumbledore a sample of semen. Just not mine because I refuse to have any child of mine in Dumbledore’s hands. Not after what that man has put me through!’ Harry ranted.
Flint nodded understandingly looking as though he could see right through Harry to the heart of the problem. Harry was sure after reading the Daily Prophet’s articles on Harry’s childhood Flint would understand exactly what Harry was talking about. No he would not know what was true and what was false but Harry’s rant had just revealed a lot to the Flint Lord.
Harry’s father put a hand on Harry’s arm to calm him after his rant at Dumbledore. At this Harry took a deep breath forcibly calming himself knowing he had to think clearly to counter Dumbledore's plans. Harry knew there was very little that made Harry as angry as Albus Dumbledore did and with the pregnancy his emotions were all over the place especially as he was terrified what the Light would do if they ever found out about his unborn child.
‘There are two ways we can do this,’ Harry said a lot more calmly than previously. ‘Firstly we can easily acquire semen of a Muggle for Weasley’s offspring. Secondly, a Death Eater can donate his sperm for Weasley’s child.’
‘And you want me to be the father,’ Flint said.
‘You are the most obvious candidate,’ Harry said. ‘It is well known that your current Heir is not the Heir you had hoped for.’
Flint snorted but did not confirm nor deny that the statement was true. Quite honestly there was no need to deny it. All of the Dark side and most of the higher echelons of Wizarding society knew of the Flint Lord’s feelings towards his son and heir. And most who had met the Flint Heir were hard pressed to disagree with Lord Flint's assessment of his son.
‘It would be useful to us if it could be proven that she had illegally born your child by stealing your semen,’ Harry said.
‘The charge of line theft is a Kissable offence,’ mused Flint, ‘even for minors. Miss Weasley and anyone conspiring with her would be sentenced to the Kiss with no chance of appeal no matter their age.’
‘Precisely,’ Tom agreed.
‘So how would it work?’ questioned Flint.
‘Well I was thinking that we could say that you had a vial of semen which was unfortunately stolen well before Weasley’s pregnancy came out. You would naturally handle the matter privately with private investigators. Naturally Lucius will pay off the Daily Prophet so nothing is reported and I am sure you can make sure that word does not leak out.’
‘An iron clad contract would sort that,’ the Slytherin Lord said calmly.
‘Now as they are doing it not only as a way to defeat me but as a way to get access to my vaults and titles,’ Harry continued. 'I am sure Dumbledore will not want to go to the goblins until we are both dead. Dumbledore is smart and patient.
‘However, I am sure Professor Snape can whisper into Ginny’s ears telling her of the Heir vaults that she could claim Regency over until her child was of age. Informing her that as long as the child was not disowned which they could not be due to the fact I know nothing of its existence. All she needs to do is go into Gringotts and claim them,’ Harry said.
‘Naturally, as the child’s Head of House I will be informed by the goblins,’ the Dark Lord said. ‘When I hear what Weasley is claiming I in full knowledge of my son’s hatred for her and her greed will fear she is lying to get her hands on my son’s money. I shall insist on a full blood test for the child that Weasley was claiming was my grandson to the goblins.’
‘At which point it would become clear that the child was mine,’ Marcus understood. ‘And I would be contacted by the Goblins,’ Marcus nodded. ‘Naturally as I have already made it clear that my semen was previously stolen she will be tried for line theft.’
‘I believe it will work,’ Harry’s father said. ‘All that is needed is a good reason for you to have a vial of semen. Any potion that needs semen is a Dark potion which Dumbledore is more than capable of manipulating to his own advantage.’
‘And unlike Muggles you would not use artificial insemination if you had decided to have another child,’ Snape added. ‘You would likely have an agreement with another party.’
Marcus nodded, ‘I have considered it but I have no one I would trust enough not to use their relationship with my child to their own gain.’
‘So why would a wizard have a vial of semen,’ Harry said hoping he was not blushing.
‘A healer might,’ Snape said. ‘Certain illnesses or infertility conditions may only be proven by testing it with semen.’
‘Well why don’t we use that idea,’ Harry suggested. ‘Say that you were trying to conceive another child. Not outside the realms of possibility considering. However, you were having trouble so you consulted your Healer if there was any problems. Naturally he asked you to provide sperm which he could run tests on but it was stolen before any tests could be performed,’ Harry suggested.
‘That might just work,’ agreed Snape, ‘especially if the Dark Prince had sperm stored in the same place. I could claim to having stolen it when Dumbledore asks me how I acquired it. Who are your Healers?’
‘Gregor Whitehead,’ Harry said.
‘The same,’ Flint agreed.
‘But why would I have sperm stored there?’ asked Harry. ‘And would it not harm Healer Whitehead’s reputation if he should lose sperm.’
‘Not if done right,’ Tom said. ‘Severus you mentioned illnesses that needed semen to be proved?’
‘Several sexually transmitted infections,’ Snape said.
‘Well that’s it then I will say that I found out you were having unprotected sex,’ scowled Harry’s father knowing how close to the truth that was. ‘Naturally I insisted on having you tested which is why you had sperm in storage. Of course, you were clean.’
‘We will have to speak to Gregor first,’ the Dark Lord said. ‘Severus your arm,’ the Dark Lord requested once again using Snape to summon a Death Eater.
Ten minutes later Healer Whitehead arrived in his Healer robes probably straight from his practice. After explaining the plan he readily agreed to the plan hoping to pin the blame on his Apprentice who he had been itching to get rid of for a while but whilst he was slow that was no reason to sack him. However, losing a client’s semen would be enough to sack him for negligence.
All Healer Whitehead had to do was leave him in charge for locking up for the night. Then Healer Whitehead would come back later in the evening dressed up in a burglar’s garb and make it look like the wards hadn’t been activated properly whilst taking Marcus’ semen. The next day when the first person came in they would realise the wards were down.
The Apprentice would be promptly sacked much to Gregor's relief. Then the mediwizards would be cataloguing everything to make sure nothing had been stolen when the wards were down as some potions could sell very highly on the Black Market. During this time they would find that Marcus’ semen had been stolen at which point Marcus could be contacted.
Then Marcus would take the next steps within the legal system although he would not be going after the apprentice for negligence as they would know that the apprentice hadn't actually committed any crime. Officially, because he didn’t want people to know his semen was missing. All he needed for was every whore and their pimp to claim their bastards were his child to get money out of him.
After the final details were hashed out Marcus and Healer Whitehead left promptly. Harry was sure that both were leaving to prepare their parts of the plans. Marcus, after all, had to book an appointment where he could provide a sample of his semen as well as his afternoon tutoring lessons. Healer Whitehead naturally had to get back before his lunch hour was over.
Then Harry's father told Snape what he had to tell Dumbledore about today’s meeting which was very little but Snape needed an excuse for being called. Then Snape followed the other Death Eaters out of the door with the excuse of having to supply all the Intel he had gathered whilst Voldemort had fallen. Then once again Harry and his father were the only ones present.