I'm A Slave for You | By : BlackGargie Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > General Views: 26597 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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A/N: Oh me, oh my! How is he going to break the news to
Harry? Well, you’ll have to read and find out.
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I’M A SLAVE FOR YOU
Severus’ heart felt like it had just
sunken into the bottom of the sea as the carriage stopped right in the front
yard of his manor. He saw Harry near the window of where the playroom was as he
got off from the carriage and could tell that the finishing touches were
completed and that Harry was enjoying his new room. His mind wrestled
internally as to how he was going to put what just happened in the meeting into
words that his beloved pet was able to accept. There is nothing worse than
having to break the bad news to a loved one, and Severus had begun to
understand how Muggles soldiers during the World War
felt when they had to tell the family of their fallen comrades or subordinates
that they have been either dead or had gone M.I.A.
Harry, on the other hand, could feel
through sixth sense and experience that his Master had returned home. After Severus
left, he went back to watching the people working at the playroom, but kept his
promise to touch nothing. A couple more hours later, the toy builders and the
interior designers finished doing their job and let Harry to have his first
debut of the playroom before Colin led them out and paid them with the money
Severus had entrusted to him. Harry sulked as he thought about the little
argument they had before Severus left for his meeting, but at least he
remembered Severus’ request. As much as he wanted to not obey the request, he
knew his Master’s word was law. He had to comply unless his Master said
otherwise. Besides, it has been a while since they really got it down and
dirty. Maybe their ‘get-together’ might brighten things up. Putting down
whatever toy he was playing and tottering to the bedroom, he stripped himself
naked and laid under the covers, waiting for his Master to come claim him.
Severus came in and went to see
Harry at the playroom but couldn’t find him there. As he looked around the
playroom for inspection, he remembered briefly that he had asked Harry to be
naked and waiting in the bedroom. Everything in the playroom was exactly how he
wanted to be and more, and the toys that he had ordered to include in the
playroom were all there. Satisfied with the job well done, he made his way to
his bedroom and sure enough, he saw the little lump under the covers that was
Harry.
“Pet…”
Harry peeked out for a moment before
hiding back into the covers. Still sulking
about this morning, I suppose, Severus thought.
“We need to talk, Harry. Take the
covers off your head.”
Harry hesitated for a while before
pulling down the covers to his chin.
“I…I have ruined everything for us,”
Severus whispered, leaning down to kiss his forehead.
Harry gave him a confused look. Why the
sudden change of attitude?
“I should not have let you go over
to Draco’s. I’m so sorry, pet…” Severus kissed his forehead again as he spoke
in a choked voice, his lips trembling as a few tears seeped out and clung onto
his short lashes.
“Mah…?”
Harry cupped Severus’ face in his hands, his eyes asking why he was crying.
“I love you, pet, remember that.”
Harry didn’t understand what his Master
was trying to say to him. Why was Severus being so angst all of a sudden? Why did
he just cry for a moment there? What happened exactly in the meeting that
caused him to have such a drastic change in attitude? Harry sat up and wrapped
his arms around his neck, demanding to know what was going on. The blanket fell
down to his waist as he sat up, revealing his almost ivory fair skin and those
pair of beautifully-shaped nipples Severus was aching to taste, but he wasn’t
in a mood, not in this circumstances where his heart was slowly shattering into
pieces.
“You will be taken good care of. Albus will be kind and gentle to you.”
Harry widened his eyes, shocked at
the sudden words his Master just spoke. Was he throwing him away? Was he going
to abandon him? But he promised! He promised he would never leave him no matter
what. His facial expression was screaming for an explanation.
“Lucius is
getting back at me for you biting him. I tried to talk them out of it but…I am
so sorry, Harry. I wish he could have let it be, but no, he had to hurt me. It’s
such a typical behaviour for a Malfoy
like him. When he wants revenge, he will get
it. And it’s all my fault.”
Harry was horrified. He didn’t think
that Draco’s father would be so vindictive and vengeful. He started to sob and
whine, shaking his head hard. His facial expression was full of desperate
emotions. His jade-green eyes, Severus could tell, were consisting of things
like “I'll go apologize to him”, “I’ll let him have his way with me”, “I’ll do anything you want!” and “Please don’t throw me away”,
among other expressions, begging him to let him stay. Seeing that Severus was
not responding to any of his expressions, he whined and hugged him tighter, not
wanting to let go.
“Shh, shh, shh…” Severus hushed him as
he rubbed his back, trying to calm him down. “Your parents’ last will and
testimony was found. They wanted you to be under the care of Hogwarts all along.
You should have been there to begin with.”
Harry looked up at him with tearful
and confused eyes.
“You should never have been taking
to your Muggle relatives. You should have been taken
to Hogwarts to be taken care of like a child, not a slave.”
Harry looked back at him, more fresh
tears pouring as his eyes seemed to say, “I don’t care about that. I don’t want
to leave you.”
“I’m sorry, Harry, but you have to,”
Severus kissed his head again. “I will miss you, pet. Maybe when you are older,
if you want you can come see me.”
Harry shook his head so hard, it
could threaten to fall off his neck as he hugged Severus tighter, crying his
eyes out and not wanting to let go.
“Hush, my little pet. Don’t give yourself a headache,” Severus said as he reached over to the
second drawer of the side table and fished out a vial filled with whitish-blue
liquid. “There, there. Drink this for me.”
Harry looked at the vial warily for
a moment. After seeing that his Master gave him a reassuring smile, he took it
and drank it. Unbeknownst to him, Severus gave him a small dose of sleeping
draught potion to calm him down. The last thing he wanted was to let his pet
drive him to pools of tears as well. He had to be strong for him, not become a
crying mess in front of him, no matter how hard his heart clenched and how badly
his eyes wanted to turn themselves into mini-waterfalls.
“There you go,” Severus kissed his
cheek. “Sleep for a bit.”
Harry soon felt the potion kicking
in, his eyes starting to droop. Slowly he fell back a little into a deep sleep, automatically sucking his thumb and go in a fetal
position. Severus pulled the covers up over them, holding the boy in his lap as
he slept. He used magic to turn off all the lights except the night lights near
his bed, watching over the boy like a guardian angel.
This was going to be a long night,
or at least he hoped it would.
--:--
“Good morning, Severus.”
Albus
Dumbledore, as promised, came to the Snape manor to
fetch his charge. Severus greeted him back as he let him in, dark circles
literally covering under his eyes from lack of sleeping. Evidently, he had
stayed awake all night to watch Harry sleep, not wanting to miss a thing on
Harry and savour what was left of the time to be with
him. He studied every inch of him that night, from his smooth unruly hair to
his soft eyelids that covered his beautiful jade-green eyes to the lashes that
allowed the last of his tears cling onto them to his rosy-tinted lips that
sucked on his little thumb and all the way to his luscious fair skin that
gleamed under the night lights. Before he knew, the sun was up and the door of
his bedroom was knocked, with the butler telling him that Albus
had arrived.
“Good Lord, Severus,” Albus exclaimed in genuine concern. “You look like you just
came from a train wreck.”
“Thanks,” Severus replied
sarcastically. “Please have a seat at the tea lounge. One of my servants will
get you something to drink. I will go wake Harry up and get him ready.”
“Very well, Severus. Take your time.”
Severus nodded and left as soon as
one of the maids came in with tea and crumpets for Albus.
He went back to the bedroom where Harry was still sleeping, sucking his thumb
as usual.
“Harry, my pet,
wake up.”
Harry murmured a little before falling
back to sleep.
“Harry,” Severus shook Harry
lightly. “Get up.”
Harry whined and slowly stirred.
“Harry, you must get up, love.”
Soon, the boy stretched himself
awake before sitting up and rubbing the sleep off his eyes.
“Do you want to take a shower?”
Harry nodded while yawning.
“I will get you an outfit to wear,
OK? You go wash up in the bathroom,” Severus said as he kissed him lightly on
the lips.
Harry felt Severus’ lips on him and
was soon fully awake. He suddenly wrapped his arms around his neck and kissed
him back deeply. Severus groaned, holding him close to kiss even deeper. Gods, I wish this wasn’t our last moments
together, Severus thought. He would’ve made love to him there and then. Before
he lost his self-control, he pulled back, tearing himself reluctantly away from
the kiss.
“Shower, love.”
Harry looked a little dejected, but
went to the bathroom obediently. As Severus watched him enter the bathroom, he
sighed and took a deep breath as he left the bedroom to the dressing room. He rummaged
through the wardrobe and soon found something that would suit Harry rather well
as both a going-away present and a way to impress Albus.
It was something he used to wear when he was Harry’s age. He didn’t want to
throw it away because his late mother bought it for him for his 12th
birthday and it was the only thing that reminded him the most about his mother.
It was a mini-version of the suit he always wore for work with the robe to match.
If Harry were to wear it and stand side by side with him, they’d look like
father and son. It was the suit he wore when he came back to Hogwarts after the
semester break and it was the suit that got him to actually received
compliments from his fellow housemates about how cute and proper he looked in
it. He wasn’t sure they meant it in a sarcastic way or a genuinely impressed
way, but at least he was being noticed. Besides, it was the best way to hide
his scars whenever his father was in a beating mood. He was almost glad that
his father had drank himself to death, or else he wouldn’t have been able to
inherit the manor and cared for his mother until she passed on due to her frail
body from years of domestic abuse. Such is a life he did not want repeated on
Harry, who had enough of the tough life back home.
As he brought the outfit back into
the bedroom, he felt the urge to surprise Harry. After all, if they were to
spend their last moments together, he might as well make use of the situation
as much as he could. Quietly, he undressed himself and went into the bathroom,
looking expectantly at Harry washing himself from head to toe.
“Hello, pet.”
Harry looked up upon hearing the
door opening and closing and Severus’ voice and blushed bright red when he saw
his Master standing there smiling in all his naked glory. He didn’t need to be
a genius to know that this was their last days together. He could tell from the
atmosphere alone. But when he saw Severus in full frontal nudity in front of
him, all his anxiety and sadness went away and was replaced with unadulterated
wonting, which was quite evident in his little boyhood’s current ‘excitement’.
“I know you will be going away, and
I do not want this to be a farewell fuck. If you don’t even want an intimate
touch I will leave.”
Harry wouldn’t hear of it. There was
no way he was letting him go, now that he was standing there offering himself
and allowing Harry to have him. He grabbed Severus’ hand before he could leave
and placed it against his chest, blushing in his tears. Severus sat down on the
little ledge near the bathtub and pulled Harry close to him.
“I love you, pet. Don’t forget it,”
he said, leaning down to kiss Harry’s neck.
“Mah…Love…”
Harry sighed and tilted his head to give more access for Severus. Apparently he
wanted to say ‘I love you too, Master,’ but could only go as far as that.
“I will see to it that Albus gets you a good speech teacher. That speech teacher I
originally called for you is so unreliable. Whatever agency
that trained him should have him fired,” Severus said as he lowered his hands
to Harry’s ass, stroking it softly.
Harry shivered at Severus’ touch,
gripping his shoulders. Severus took some baby oil he had kept in the bathroom
cabinet for the purpose of keeping his hands from being calloused from handling
potions and slicked his fingers with it. He made Harry lean against the
bathroom sink to face the huge bathroom mirror, his little ass sticking out at
him.
“Hold yourself open for me, pet.”
Harry obeyed, letting the top half
of his body rest against the sink and held both his butt cheeks to show his
enticing opening to him. Droplets of water and what was left of the soap
dripped from every part of the boy’s body, landing gently and almost
soundlessly onto the sink, counter and marbled floor. His black-ebony hair was
jet-black when it was wet and they stuck onto his fair face, framing them in a
decoratively erotic fashion. Severus’ manhood soared and pointed to the ceiling
at the sight of this haven before him.
“So beautiful,” Severus whispered as
he stuck on oil-coated finger in slowly pumping it in and out. Harry let out a
startled moan as he felt himself entered, trembling as Severus’ lips touched
his spine, kissing it and tasting the drops of water.
“Mah…”
Harry moaned in bliss. Oh, how he wished this moment would never end.
Severus slowly pushed another finger
in. Harry winced a little at the intrusion, but soon adjusted and was moaning
in pleasure.
“I can’t wait to be inside you,”
Severus said as he stuck another finger in, stretching him to get him ready for
the main event. “Do you want me inside you? Fucking you so hard you forget your
own name?”
Harry nodded hard as his breathing
got heavier and quicker, wanting more than just the three fingers pumping and
stretching him, “F-Fuck!”
Severus pulled his fingers out and
slicked himself up. “Come here,” he said as he pulled Harry towards him, his
back against Severus’ chest but still facing the big mirror that had both of
them in clear view. He held his cock up for Harry to enter him, breathing, “Slowly,
Harry. I want to remember every moment.”
Harry nodded and lowered himself
slowly onto Severus’ cock, taking in every inch until
he engulfed him to the hilt, letting out small mewls of ecstasy.
“Perfect,” Severus let out a sigh of
content and kissed the boy’s neck. “Ride me, pet.”
Harry started thrusting his hips in
a steady pace, bringing himself deeper and deeper until he could feel Severus
hitting the bundle of nerves that made him see white hot flashes in his mind’s eyes.
“Harder, Harry,” Severus whispered,
his other hand reaching up to pinch Harry’s nipple.
Harry started to move a little
faster, ramming his weight down onto Severus’ cock as he assaulted the prostate
in himself over and over again. From the mirror’s standpoint, he could see
himself moving in such an erotic fashion, almost like dancing as he bobbed his
entire body up and down Severus’ length and Severus’ hand stroking his cock
gently, making him leak with pre-cum. Seeing himself in such a different point
of view made his cock throbbed and burned even more, and he could feel Severus’
manhood expand a little as well in him, indicating that he must be turned on
just as much.
Feeling himself getting close but
wanting this moment to last a little longer, he pulled Harry up and off his
cock. He spun them around and sat Harry on the bathroom counter next to the
sink. Being face to face, he could see the reflection of Harry’s back against
the mirror and when he looked up, he could see his own too, panting breathlessly
as his usually sallow skin was tinted with pinkish-red, totally flushed with
lust and ecstasy over this beautiful angel who had captivated his heart since
the first day he saw him. Leaning down, he entered Harry again, moving fast,
finding the sweet spot almost immediately. Harry bit his finger to muffle his
screams of pleasure as he felt Severus assaulted his sweet spot again and again.
“No,” Severus said, pulling Harry’s
hand away. “Scream for me, vocalize your pleasure.”
“Mah~! Mah~! MAH~!!!” Harry let out scream after scream of pure bliss,
feeling his Master making him succumb into this blissful torture.
“So good…So good…!” Severus groaned
as he stroked Harry’s cock, feeling himself getting closer and wanting to make
Harry come with him. “Come for me, pet.”
Harry lost control as soon as he
felt Severus stroke him. He let out a loud moan as he came all over himself and
on Severus’ hand like he had never come before. Severus followed suite, slowly
down as he let his body pour his seed inside Harry. After moments of letting
every seed out of his system, he panted before leaning down to hug Harry as he
started to sob, unable to stop. He knew that it was over. Their last moments
together were all over after this. They would no longer be together like they
used to. No longer will they wake up in each other’s arms and no longer will
they sit together to enjoy each other’s company as they go about their daily
lives. No longer will he be able to hold his little one in his arms, enjoying
his blissful warmth, hearing his cheerful smile, read his expressive face and
feel his smooth touches. This was hell. A hell he wished would never descend on
him.
“Mah…?”
Harry voiced out, surprised to see this side of Severus.
“Don’t forget me, Harry. Promise me,
alright?” Severus kissed him, then pulled out of him. He
took the showerhead and rinsed his length and the rest of his body briefly before
continuing, “Clean up now. I’ll be waiting for you in the bedroom.”
Severus quickly walked out of the
bathroom, his tears still flowing out but not wanting to show it to his little
pet. Harry, despite his tremors still not subsiding, came down the counter and
hugged Severus’ waist from behind. He knew he was crying, but he wanted to know
why he was hiding it from him.
“Harry, please. Albus
has been waiting too long. It’s not polite. Now clean up, please,” Severus
insisted as he left. He didn’t want to seem heartless; he wanted to wait until
Harry left before he cried his heart out. For now, he had to be strong in front
of him.
Harry rewashed himself, cleaning
himself off the cum that leaked out of him and quickly
wrapped himself up with a towel, not really drying himself. When he came out of
the bathroom quietly, he peeked to see Severus sitting on the bed desperately
trying to hold back his sobbing, pressing his hands on his mouth to suppress his
choked voice. The way he clenched his eyes tight as he tried to stop the tears
from flowing was more than Harry could take. He tottered out of the bathroom
and climbed onto the bed to hug his head close to him, patting it to try and
comfort his crying.
“Harry, love…” Severus choked,
wiping his teary eyes.
Harry came down the bed and knelt
between Severus’ legs in front of him, looking at him with sad eyes, as if
saying “Don’t cry, Master”.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to,”
Severus replied as he tried to put a smile on. He loosened the towel wrapped
around Harry and started wiping him dry. Harry smiled, allowing himself to be
wiped dry by his Master. He, too, wanted to prolong their time together.
--:--
Meanwhile, Albus
stole a look at the time. It was about a quarter to ten. He had been waiting
patiently while reading the Daily Prophet and getting a free light breakfast in
the process, as if knowing that Severus’ farewell with Harry would take him a
while. But he needed to report back to the Ministry about him taking Harry as
his charge by noon, and if he did not hurry, Cornelius would definitely suspect
something and might end up sending Aurors in if he thought
the situation was dire, and that would definitely not be a pretty sight. He had
to get going before that happened.
He finished the last of his tea and
went to Severus’ room and knocked the door, “Is everything alright in there,
Severus?”
“Yes, everything’s fine. We…I mean, I
couldn’t find something that Harry liked to wear,” Severus lied, then helped
him button up the suit. “Come, Harry, dress quick.”
Harry nodded and put on his pants
while Severus helped him finish the last button.
“Is it alright if I come in? I want
to have the first look on my charge.”
“Yes, of course, come in. I’ve
unlocked the door,” Severus said as he went behind a changing veil board to
change, casting a drying charm on his hair. He had Harry stand near the bed in
the bedroom while Albus entered the room.
“Hello, child.
You must be Harry Potter. My name is Albus Dumbledore
and I’m going to be your new charge from today onwards,” Albus
smiled kindly at him.
Harry cowered away a little from Albus despite his kind grandfatherly looks. He was not
taking any chances and letting his guard down. The last time he was introduced
and entrusted to a new master while his current master had to go away for a
week on a business trip, that new master was like a wolf on sheep’s clothing as
he smiled like an angel in front of his current master and turn 360 degrees
almost immediately into a devil when he was gone.
Severus soon came out decently
dressed. As he laid a hand on Harry’s shoulder, assuring him that Albus would not hurt him, he asked the old man quietly, “Albus, is
there a way I can see him? Maybe like a visitation once a week kind of thing?”
“Well you are our
Potions Master in school, so I suppose you can see him once in a while if you
are lucky,” Albus noted. “But even so, it is strictly
"See but not Touch", I’m afraid. Cornelius is very particular about your
punishment. If it were up to him, I don’t think you would be able to see him at
all. I will try to let you kids meet whenever I can, but remember, I can only
do so much.”
“Thank you, Albus,” Severus bowed his head a little, then turned to
Harry and said, “You be good, pet.”
Harry clung onto Severus’
hand, still a little afraid to go near Albus.
“It’s alright, Harry. I’ll
take good care of you,” Albus assured him.
“I promise he will,”
Severus confirmed his assurance, smiling as convincingly as he could. “Just go,
Harry.”
Harry cowered behind
Severus, still reluctant to separate from him.
“Harry, get out of here!”
Severus exclaimed in an almost begging tone as he tried to pry the boy away. Any
longer and he would be sobbing like a baby, and that was the last thing he’d
want to be in front of his beloved.
Albus
could see that if he didn’t do something, the separation would be harder and
something unthinkable might happen. Brandishing his wand, he used it to
levitate Harry into the air and brought him into his arms before the situation
got worse. Harry ended up kicking and screaming in Albus’
arms, crying his lungs out and holding his hands out desperately for Severus to
take him back. Severus turned around, clenching his hands so hard that his
knuckles went white.
“I’ll be taking my leave
now, Severus. You take care.”
Severus nodded quietly
and walked Albus and Harry out of the manor. Harry’s
cries and screams alerted the servants and they all came out to see what was
wrong. Neville and Colin, seeing that their dear little friend was taken away
by the Headmaster of Hogwarts and their master not doing anything but averted
his eye contact with their friend as he and the old Headmaster made their way
to the front yard, wanted to go forth and stop them but was held back by the
head housekeeper.
“We have no business in
this,” the head housekeeper said within their earshot. “If Master Snape is not doing anything to stop this, then we have no
obligation to do so. It is high time that little wretched brat left anyway.”
Albus
quickly got into the carriage and whispered a sleeping spell into Harry’s ear
before the little boy could struggle and escape from his grasp. The spell took
effect rather quickly and soon he was being rocked to sleep in the old man’s
arms as the older man hummed an age-old lullaby that had been forgotten through
time. He tapped on the ceiling of the carriage to signal the driver to leave,
almost hoping that he hadn’t done this and wishing that it had not come to
this. Severus watched until the carriage totally went out of sight before
stomping into his bedroom and slammed the door, locking it.
He didn’t come out the
rest of the day.
A/N: Curse you, Lucius, for bringing our beautiful Sev
such misery~!!! While you guys sob over this chappie,
I’ll be working on the next one. Reviews plz!
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