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Run to Me	By : Cardinal Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Snape Views: 3066 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Author's Note: Rape warning

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Severus knew that Harry was still having a problem with the entire Master-Slave thing, but it was the day before the ball and the Potions Master needed to make sure that Harry would be able to pull the act off without exposing them. The Death Eater had a little idea, one that he was sure Harry would like, however, it called upon Severus to be more submissive and since that was something that Severus had rarely been, he was finding it hard to swallow his own pride.

Kneeling by the winged-back chair near the fire, Severus waited, knowing that his mate would be on his way down to the dungeons at any moment....

~-~

Harry stretched his arms above his head, groaning slightly as he was rewarded with a pop. "Sorry about that Professor," Harry said looking at Dumbledore's left eyebrow, which proceeded to dance about his face.

"It's not a problem at all, Harry, I'm just not quite sure why I can't get it to stop dancing. I'm sure Madam Pomfrey will have a good laugh at it when I see her." Albus smiled merrily.

“There was one other thing, Harry,” Dumbledore said as the Gryffindor grabbed his bag and stuffed his wand in his robe pocket.

“Yes, sir?”

“Are you prepared for tomorrow?”

His cheeks colored. He hadn’t realized that Dumbledore knew, but of course, he did. Severus reported to him about his double life as a spy, after all.

“Um, we’ve been… preparing. I think I am ready.”

“Harry,” Dumbledore’s eyes were the most grave Harry had ever seen them, despite the dancing eyebrow. “This will be the greatest danger you have ever been in. You will be completely without an ally, except for Severus, who will have to work very delicately to keep his cover. Voldemort cannot find out that Severus is a spy. Tread very carefully.”

“I won’t let anything happen to him, sir,” Harry vowed.

“I know you won’t, my dear boy. But do look out for yourself as well, hm?” Dumbledore placed a fatherly hand on Harry’s shoulder and gave it a reassuring squeeze. “I’ll see you Monday.”

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Harry was a bit more hesitant to reach his next “class,” which normally was occlumency, but had been reverted to Master-Pet lessons between himself and Snape.

Walking down the stone steps that led to the dungeons, Harry whispered, "Open" in parseltongue and was admitted to their room.

Going about his usual routine, Harry cast his bag aside and then shrugged out of his robes and draped them across the nearest hook. "You should be proud, today in Dumbledore's class I managed to - " Harry finally looked up as he was about five feet from his chair, and what he saw made his jaw drop.

Kneeling beside his chair was Severus Snape, head bowed, hair falling forward into his dangerous black eyes, and around his neck he wore a collar and leash. What surprised Harry even more than that was the fact that Severus didn't have on a stitch of clothing and his erection stood proudly at attention for Harry. The Gryffindor's own body soon began to answer the call....

"W-what are you doing?" Harry questioned, not that the sight of his mate wasn't quite delicious.

"Anything that you want, Master," Severus said, for the first time looking up at Harry.

Harry was sure that he detected the finest hint of a blush upon his lover's pale cheeks, and there was a definite amount of uncertainty in the man's onyx eyes. The act warmed Harry, that Severus would sacrifice his pride in such a way, for his pleasure and comfort.

Up until this moment, Harry hadn't wanted anything to do with the Master-Pet relationship. Still, he remembered Severus saying they could use the collar and leash to their advantage... now he knew what the Slytherin had meant.

Reaching down, Harry took the leash and stroked it lightly as he studied it. The leash was unlike the one that Harry normally wore, and glancing at the collar, Harry was amused to see that it had "Severus" written across it.

Bending over, Harry nibbled on the outer shell of his pet's ear before flitting over it with his tongue. "You look delicious." Harry saw chillbumps erupt across Severus’ skin and he smirked at the effect he was having on his lover.

"Undress me." Playing Master and Pet was one thing, but Harry had something entirely different on his mind and it didn't involve clothes.

Severus was only too happy to oblige, and he was quickly becoming more and more certain of this little game. For a moment, when Harry first walked in, Severus had felt foolish and wished to Merlin that he'd not done anything, but now that Harry was taking charge, Severus was more than willing to turn himself over to his mate.

Long fingers reached up and unbuckled Harry's belt, sliding the piece of leather out of the loopholes of Harry's pants. Severus cast the item aside and then untied and removed Harry's shoes. When Harry's socks were gone, he stood and loosened Harry's tie, letting his fingers linger longer than necessary around Harry's shoulders as he slid the tie off, slowly and sensually.

When Severus began on the top button of his shirt, Harry had to remind himself to breathe. The Slytherin was taking his time removing Harry's clothes, but Harry was enjoying it, especially when the shirt was gone and Snape's fingers brushed across his chest.

"Ah ah, pet, I didn't say you could touch me, I just said to undress me," Harry scolded lightly, knowing that it would torture Snape to be unable to freely touch.

Severus hid a smirk at how easily Harry fell into the role of Master but continued under the stipulations that the Gryffindor set forth. The taller man thought briefly about how the other Death Eaters would act if they knew that he, Severus Snape, had submitted himself to Harry Potter in such a way.

Letting the younger wizard’s pants drop to the floor, Severus stepped back and awaited Harry's next order.

Harry paused for a moment, trying to decide where he wanted to go next with this little fantasy. "Get on your knees," Harry commanded after a bit of thought, and once Severus was once again kneeling, Harry jerked the leash a little, forcing Snape’s head forward. "Suck," Harry ordered, pressing his cock forward toward his lover’s mouth.

Putting his lips around Harry's erection, Snape eagerly began swirling his tongue around the warm, throbbing member. "Hmm," Snape hummed around Harry, the vibrations causing a little moan to escape from his partner's lips.

Looking down, Harry panted as he watched Snape's lips work their magic, and then he pulled himself away. Sinking down onto his knees in front of Severus, Harry kissed him fervently, his tongue invading his lover's mouth as he stroked his hands down the Slytherin's firm, hard body.

Harry enjoyed being in charge, but when it came to the actual lovemaking, Harry loved being beneath Severus, feeling his lover's chest against his back, and the possessive way he grabbed Harry's hips....

Moving away from Severus and a little closer to the fire, Harry spread himself on all fours and then looked over his shoulder at his pet with a smoldering glance. When Severus raised his eyebrow, asking an unspoken question, Harry grinned and tugged the leash over his shoulder. "You may."

Harry heard Severus murmur something and then a lubricated finger was tracing its way around Harry's puckered opening, tipping gently in before making a single stroke inside. "No teasing, take me fast and hard." Harry felt his arousal heighten when he heard the small hitch in Snape's breathing.

The ever obedient pet, Snape sped things up, crooking three fingers into Harry's tight opening before replacing his fingers with the tip of his cock. "Oh, and my pet? I want to hear my name tonight, not Potter." This made the Potions Master smirk before he entered Harry swiftly, allowing the man's tight muscle to swallow him to the hilt.

Crying out at the sudden intrusion, the sound quickly turned into a breathy moan as Harry pushed his hips back against Severus, grinding himself against his lover. "I..I want to hear you, Severus." He wanted the Slytherin to be more vocal because the Slytherin hardly spoke aloud what he was feeling.

This was the hardest command yet because it meant that Severus had to speak aloud those thoughts that he'd long kept bottled in his head. Kissing a trail up Harry's back, Severus stopped at the man's ear, his chest rubbing sensuously against the Gryffindor. "Mhm, you're so tight," Severus growled, thrusting deeply into Harry as he did and earning a little whimper from the man.

Remembering the command to go 'hard and fast', Severus drew back and put his hands to Harry's hips and then he began thrusting, deep and hard into his lover, moaning Harry's name as he did.

Harry panted softly, his fingers twisting into the rug beneath him as he looked over his shoulder and almost came at what he saw. Severus with his head thrown back, his back arched as he thrust, and his eyes closed, his pale lips softly moaning Harry's name repeatedly.

Reaching down, Harry began stroking his own aching member, all other thoughts except reaching orgasm were put aside. "Yes, right there," Harry groaned out as Severus began to stroke that sensitive button within.

Severus, momentarily taking the role of dominator, pushed Harry's shoulders down, which in turn arched the man's arse up a little and enabled Severus to thrust much deeper. "Harry..." The Death Eater hissed out, his hips slamming into Harry.

With a final thrust, Severus slammed in and froze, his lips crying out Harry's name and causing Harry to have an eruption of his own. Harry rolled over onto his back and pulled Severus down by the leash, kissing the Slytherin breathlessly.

Calling a blanket to them, Harry pulled it up around them and then removed Severus' collar and leash. "Thank you," Harry said softly, kissing Snape's chest appreciatively.

"Now tomorrow when you get nervous, or unsure, you can think back on this memory," Severus said, stroking his hand down Harry's thigh.

"Hm, it'll most certainly be the thought I use when casting my next Patronus." Harry grinned and kissed the corner of Snape's mouth.

Severus just hoped that Harry was still saying that after tomorrow…

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Butterflies were running amok in Harry's stomach as he looked in the mirror at the outfit Snape had presented him. It was a one-piece black leather outfit that clung to his body, so tightly in fact that the muscles on his chest were clearly defined. The back, however, was cut away to reveal Harry's smooth, if not a bit scar-flecked, skin. A silver, jeweled belt hung about his waist, and the boots that he laced up had a few jewels encrusted on the thick heel.

With his collar on, Harry walked into the common room where Severus was waiting and sighed. "I feel absolutely ridiculous," he stated flatly.

Turning around from where he'd been staring into the fire, Severus felt his breath catch in his throat and his heart pick up in pace. Damn. "Well you look completely ravishing," Severus said, crossing over and placing a little wet kiss on Harry's neck. "Are you ready?" he said while clicking on the leash.

Harry exhaled. "I guess. I feel completely vulnerable walking into a room of Death Eaters, especially since Voldemort is going to be there. What if they just decide to get rid of me there, to hell with your plan?" He was a lamb amongst wolves.

Severus slid an arm around Harry's waist. "I won't let that happen. I am not the least of the Death Eaters, and the only one that would ever challenge me would be Lucius." Not that Severus couldn't shut the blonde up if he needed to.

"Okay.... I trust you," Harry said this as if to reassure himself, there was no reason why he shouldn't trust Severus, he'd been looking out for Harry since Harry's First Year, and now that they were mates, he had an even larger reason for wanting to protect Harry.

"Put on your cloak. We’re going to be apparating," Severus said as he went and donned his own thick, black cloak.

Harry did so and walked with Snape out of the dungeons, his cloak drawn tightly around his body so that no one else could see what he wore beneath. Once out of the castle grounds, Harry and Snape clasped hands and then they apparated to Malfoy Manor.

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Harry was not surprised by the grandeur of the home when they arrived. As soon as they appeared Harry let go of Severus' hand, took a step behind his lover, and dropped his eyes to the ground.

Tugging lightly on the leash, Snape led Harry into the Manor, his face stoic and his eyes dangerously black as they were shown into the main parlor by a house elf. When the two men entered a hush fell across the room. There wasn't a witch or wizard present that wasn't a Death Eater, and in the middle, sitting upon a raised dais, was the Dark Lord himself.

"Ah, Severus, my faithful servant, it is so good of you to join us .. and with your new pet." Voldemort's high, clear voice rang across the room.

Snape continued towards the Dark Lord and stopped only when he could bow at Voldemort's feet. "Thank you, my lord, I hope that you will be pleased with my work. I won't deny that it has been a pleasure breaking and controlling my pet." His words were practically purred.

"Please rise, Severus, you have done much to be honored for. Do you think that your pet will be convinced to join us?" Voldemort questioned, his red eyes staring hungrily at Harry.

"He’ll do whatever I say," Snape replied in his silky, deceptive voice.

Harry hated this side of Severus. He sounded exactly like the Snape he had known all those years before the mating ritual. Still, he kept his eyes down obediently while the Dark Lord and his lover discussed him as if he weren’t there.

“Will he?” Voldemort’s voice was sly. “Let’s see. Show us his obedience.”

They had prepared for this moment, but all the same, Harry’s stomach dropped.

Without turning to look at Harry, Snape held up one hand and snapped his fingers sharply.

Harry knelt, eyes still on the floor.

“What would you like to see him do, my lord?”

From his peripheral, Harry caught sight of the telltale flash of platinum blonde hair. Both Draco and Lucius Malfoy were present. Both watching.

Voldemort arched an eyebrow, his red eyes studying the kneeling figure of The Boy Who Lived. “Let’s see how much he likes your cock, Severus.”

This scenario, too, they had discussed. They had both hoped that they wouldn’t have to provide proof of their mating bond in such a way.

Harry could hear Draco hiding a snicker behind a cough. This moment was like some sort of nightmare that he wished he could wake up from. Draco would never let him live this down. But what choice did he have? If he refused, Voldemort would know that Severus was lying. If Severus was caught lying…. Harry didn’t want to think of what might happen to him.

Snape turned and crooked a finger toward his kneeling pet. “Come.”

Like a dog, Harry crawled forward until he was kneeling directly in front of Severus, staring down at the tops of his lover’s shiny black shoes.

There was a rustling of murmurs in the crowd.

Snape unzipped his pants.

“Not that way,” Voldemort cautioned, his lips twisting cruelly. “I want to see how broken he is. I want to hear him scream.”

This they had not planned or practiced.

Harry wasn’t sure what he was supposed to do, other than let Snape do whatever he must to follow Voldemort’s orders. What have I gotten myself into?

Severus knew exactly what the Dark Lord wanted to see. Raising a hand, he slapped Harry hard across the face, sending him sprawling across the floor. With a flick of his wand, Harry’s outfit disappeared completely, leaving him naked except for the leash and wand. A bit of wandless magic lubricated Harry, without the watching Death Eaters being the wiser.

Harry was still reeling from the slap, which had rattled his brain and left stars dancing behind his eyes. Dimly, he realized he was naked in front of the crowd of Death Eaters, and then someone’s hands were grabbing his hips, the fingertips digging roughly into his skin. He let out a startled yelp as he was impaled without warning.

The Death Eaters surrounding them crowed with cheers and laughter as the Dark Lord clapped his hands in delight.

Tears sprang to Harry’s eyes as the force of the thrusts pushed him forward. Looking over his shoulder, he was momentarily startled to see the look on Snape’s face as he mercilessly pounded him from behind. There was a sneer riding high on his lips.

Harry squeezed his eyes shut. No, this isn’t my Severus. This isn’t him. He felt tears course down his cheeks, which only fanned the frenzy of the Death Eaters around him. He tried desperately to conjure up the memories of the evening before when they’d made love together in front of the fire, but he couldn’t find them. All he could feel were the rough slaps now accompanying Snape’s thrusts. All he could hear was the jeering of the crowd as he was thrust into a final time and then filled with seed.

A roar of approval rose up as Voldemort stood and applauded the show.

“Excellent, Severus, excellent. Truly, you have done what no one else has been able to. You have tamed the famous Harry Potter.”

“Thank you, my lord,” Snape panted, smoothing his hair back out of his face as he zipped his pants and stood, leaving Harry lying on the floor.

"Clean your pet up. Let the ball continue," Voldemort gave a single clap and soft music began again as conversation among the Death Eaters resumed.

Harry felt numb, his body was on autopilot, as his leash was tugged. He followed behind Snape’s tall, imposing figure. They went into what appeared to be a guestroom, but Harry wasn’t looking at anything. His eyes remained glued to the carpet, which had some sort of pattern on it that he couldn’t see through his blinding tears.

When the door was closed and the lock turned, Severus spun and gathered Harry into his arms. “Harry, Harry,” he whispered in anguish. “I am so so -”

“I - I can’t. Not now. I…” Harry was barely holding himself together. He couldn’t allow himself to think about what had just happened. If he started thinking he might do something mortifying, like crying again, or worse, he’d get angry and walk back into the room throwing Avada Kedavras at everyone he saw.

Severus waved his wand and Harry’s pet clothing from before reappeared on his body. “I’ll get us out of here as soon as I can,” he vowed.

They left the room, Harry trailing behind Snape, who seated himself at a table. Harry stood behind his chair, swaying slightly, as he waited for whatever orders would come next.

"Good evening, Severus, quite the pet you have here, and incredibly smart. However, I wonder how you managed to snatch up Harry Potter beneath Dumbledore's nose?" Lucius raised an eyebrow.

Snape's eyes narrowed. "Not that it is any of your concern, Lucius, but I told Dumbledore that this would be best for Potter's protection, and you know the old fool, he'd do anything to protect the 'Chosen One.’ They were practically begging me to be the one who completed the mating ritual."

Harry had to remind himself that this was all a lie, that Severus was merely spinning a web of deceit, but he was starting to feel physically ill. Like he might actually vomit all over Lucius Malfoy’s highly polished shoes.

Lucius sneered a bit. "How clever of you, Severus.” It was clear the blonde was jealous he hadn’t thought of the idea first - he might have been able to move Draco into the position of mating Harry Potter.

“Yes, now, if you don’t mind,” Snape waved his hand dismissively at Lucius. “I’m famished.”

“Of course,” Lucius stepped away, and the table was magically set with food.

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The entire meal was agonizing. Harry could barely pull his ranging thoughts together enough to serve Snape, as they had practiced. The longer they stayed at Malfoy Manor, the harder Harry found it to not think about what Snape had done to him in front of everyone. In front of his greatest enemies.

If they didn’t leave soon, he was going to lose it.

Snape seemed to realize that his young partner was hanging on by a thread, because after dessert, he paid his respects to Lord Voldemort, and then led the way back outside. Putting an arm around Harry, who was trembling, the two apparated back to Hogwarts.

They walked in silence back inside the safety of the castle, Harry now covered in a cloak. Not a word was spoken between them as they retreated to the dungeons and entered their common room.

“Harry,” Severus exhaled the moment their door was closed. “I am so sorry, I -”

Harry spun around and seized Snape by the collar, his fist drawn back as if to punch him in the face. His green eyes blazed with anger and, worst of all, hurt.

Severus instinctively flinched, but he didn’t move to defend himself. He waited for the blow… but it never came. He opened one eye to see Harry, fist still cocked back, his jaw clenched.

“Go on,” Snape said softly. “I deserve that and more.”

Harry’s fist trembled, but he lowered it slowly and then released Snape’s shirt. “I told you I wouldn’t run away from us again. And, I’m not, but I need you to go somewhere else for the night. Or… I’ll do something I might regret later.”

“Harry, please -” Snape tried again, but he stopped short when he came nose-to-nose with Harry’s upraised wand. Harry had summoned it so fast he hadn’t even seen it happen.

“I mean it, Snape,” Harry’s voice was deadly serious.

Harry watched as the other man nodded and then straightened his robes. He kept his wand pointed at Snape until the Potions Master opened the portrait portal and left.

Alone, at last, Harry turned and grabbed the nearest thing he could find, Snape’s decanter of scotch. Slinging the glass, it smashed into pieces on the cold tile floor. Next, he grabbed every single one of Snape’s drinking glasses from the mantle over the fireplace. Each one of these he slung against the wall, listening with satisfaction as they exploded into shards.

Gasping for air, Harry suddenly felt as if he was suffocating. Reaching up to his neck, he clawed at the buckle of the collar he wore, leaving deep marks on his neck as he tore it off and chucked it into the fire.

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