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Rescue Me	By : Cardinal Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Snape Views: 30447 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Ron stood atop the staircase that led down into the dungeons, waiting for Harry to emerge so that could try and explain about what had been said at the Great Hall. It wasn't long before Ron received his wish and his fellow Gryffindor's head appeared as he walked up the steps toward Ron.
"Harry." Ron spoke to stop the other boy from walking past him, and for a moment he feared that Harry would continue walking.
Harry really couldn't believe the nerve of Ron, to be waiting for him as he came up to breakfast, "What is it?" He asked rather snappishly.
Ron stepped back as if he'd been bitten but he continued, "I just wanted to tell you that I didn't mean what I said yesterday, it came out before I thought and..." It was evident that Harry didn’t believe a word of his explanation.
Harry speared Ron with a glare that would make Severus proud, "Hermione put you up to this?" He jutted out his chin with the question.
When Ron's ears turned an alarming shade of pink, Harry sneered, "That's what I thought." Turning his back on his former best friend, Harry continued towards the Great Hall, his footsteps making sharp 'clicks' on the marble floor. Word had quickly spread amongst the school about Harry and Snape and how even the Gryffindors were saying that Harry only made good grades because of their relationship.
Fortunately for Harry, he was rather use to being stared at and being discussed behind hands, so he simply found and empty seat at the Gryffindor table and began eating, despite noticing that several Gryffindors around him got up and left when he sat down.
From the Staff's Table, Severus had not missed this little interaction and his eyes immediately narrowed on the tall form of Ronald Weasley as he walked in to the Great Hall and sat down at the end of the table with Hermione Granger and their usual group of sniveling brats.
It pissed Severus off to see Harry sitting alone, outcast from the rest of the student body; Snape could easily empathize with his feelings of loneliness though, as he had hardly any friends to speak of himself.
When the sound of wings filled the Great Hall, Harry looked up and was a bit shocked to see his snowy white owl amongst the other tawny owls. Hedwig dropped down beside Harry, and he was grateful for her presence, she was his only faithful friend... besides Snape. Taking the piece of parchment tied to Hedwig's leg, Harry stroked her head before she nipped up some of his bacon and then fluttered out.
Unrolling the note, Harry immediately recognized the neat writing of his bondmate, "Dumbledore sent word to inform you that he won't be able to make your lesson today. Come to the dungeons instead. Yours, Severus"
Looking up to the Staff Table, Harry was a tad disappointed to see that Snape had already left, apparently to prepare for his first class, which happened to be Harry's Advanced Potions class. Harry finished his breakfast and left, but he still highly doubted that Snape would reveal anything further once he reached potions.. and he was right.
Even though Harry and Snape locked eyes several times during the lesson, his mate never let on as to why Dumbledore had cancelled his lesson. Sighing in frustration, Harry hastily cleared the mess in his cauldron and packed away his things. The bell rang and, for the first time in a while, Harry was the first out of the classroom. All he had to do now was make it through one more class period and then he could know what Severus wanted to tell him but hadn't that morning before they left the bed.
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Snape sat by the fire in the dungeon common room that he shared with Harry, his fingers still holding the elegant invitation that had been sent. The Potions Master dreaded what he would have to reveal to Harry once his young mate arrived, but he would not lie.
When Harry walked in Snape sat up a bit straighter in the chair, not mistaking the wary way Harry regarded him, "Where's Professor Dumbledore?" He asked as he sat down his school bag and slouched down onto the couch in front of the fire.
"I'm not sure, he only left word that he would not be here today." Snape was far from figuring out the intricate, and often times addled, mind of Albus Dumbledore. "I brought you down here so that you could see this." He handed Harry the invitation.
Harry took it, his brow furrowed in confusion as he opened it and read, "Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy cordially invite Severus Snape and bondmate Harry Potter to attend the annual Golden Apple Ball. Please RSVP ASAP." The Dark Mark glittered below the words and Harry looked up, "Why are they inviting us to a Death Eater's ball?"
Snape's face was as emotionless as ever, but his black eyes glittering brightly, "Because Draco has let it slip to the Dark Lord and other Death Eaters that you are now staying in my quarters. At the last Death Eater meeting the Dark Lord questioned me about it and so I told him that I had suggested the bonding."
"And he believed that?" Harry raised an eyebrow a funny feeling growing in the pit of his stomach.
"He did only because I assured him that I was going to use the bonding to lure you to the Dark Side, or, if that failed, I would weaken your powers with our bond and therefore make you much easier to kill in the end." At the look of fear on Harry's face, Snape rushed ahead, "Of course, I have no intention of doing any of those things, and you know I'd rather die than hurt you."
Harry, however, did not look so assured and he licked his lips as he glanced back down at the invitation, "Do we have to go?"
"I'm afraid so, it would be most offensive to the Dark Lord if we didn't, he wants to see that already through the bond I have brought you under my control. You see, bonds for the elite in the wizarding world are drastically different from the bond you and I have. They're bonds are more on a Master-Pet basis." He handed Harry a couple of photos.
Looking at the magazine clippings, Harry felt repulsed as the "Master" in the bonding held a tight, cruel leash upon the lower, submissive partner in the mating. "They're treated like slaves?" Harry gathered, obviously talking about the man on the leash.
Snape swallowed, "Something like that."
"You want me to .. to do this?" He said, holding up the picture.
"Yes, but only when we're in their presence." Although Snape found something inwardly satisfying about the mental image that cropped up with Harry before him bearing both leash and collar.
Harry sighed, he could very well refuse, that was obvious, but did he dare? No, because if he did the wrath of the Dark Lord would fall upon Snape and above all Harry did not want his bondmate harmed.
"You'll have to show me what to do .. how to act..." He told Snape, not at all pleased with this situation.
Severus nodded, "We'll use our Occlumency class time to .. eh.. practice." And then after flicking his wand a couple of times towards his open palm, Snape presented Harry with a leash and collar.
The Gryffindor studied them closely, his fingers sliding over the black leather collar that was embedded with silvery, snake-line swirls, all leading to the middle where his name was printed in large, bold letters. It made Harry sick.
Seeing the revulsion on Harry's face, Severus went over to the couch and sat beside of his mate, one hand taking the leash and collar while the other stroked Harry's back soothingly, "Don't let these things bother you, they do not change what is between us."
Harry nodded, trying not to let Snape see how much this Master-Pet thing worried him. What if Snape forgot what he was doing? What if he became enticed by the feel of power over the Boy Who Lived? Harry was distracted, however, when Snape kissed the back of his neck, "Shall I put them on? We can begin the lessons tonight."
"Yes." The word was soft, and there was a faint flicker of admiration inside of Severus at his mate's willingness to do this for his- Severus'- safety.
Snape's fingers were soft as he placed the collar around Harry's neck and tightened the buckle, cinching the leather into place as he asked, "Is it too tight?"
Harry felt as though he was suffocating but putting a hand up to his throat, Harry knew that the fear of the collar came from his mind and not the actual collar, "No, it's fine."
"When we go to the ball I'll transfigure a new outfit up for you, slaves- er.. bondmates, dress a little differently and since you're my bondmate, they'll expect nothing less than the best on you. They'll expect you to be completely submissive to my every command, and theirs too.." panic once again lit in Harry's eyes, "don't worry, though, it is not uncommon for bondmates to be possessive. Trust me, I am possessive. I will not let them harm you."
This entire thing was really testing the little bridge of trust that Severus and Harry had built between themselves. One slip and the entire bridge would crumble and their ruse would be ruined.
"Now, the first thing that you should remember is that slaves- bondmates- always walk behind their master, hence the reason for the leash. Some Masters use the leash as a form of punishment, for whipping, binding, and that sort of thing." Leaning forward Snape sensuously kissed the tip of Harry's ear, "Yours will not be used for that. Infact, I think I could show you ways to enjoy it..."
Harry shivered at the words, Severus had never failed him in bed so far and Harry was fairly certain that Severus could, infact, use the leash and collar to his advantage in the bedroom. Severus was quite the expert lover. Which, in Harry's mind, sounded absolutely absurd, and he wouldn't have believed it true if he had not been subject to Severus Snape's masterful hands and tongue.
"Severus." This captured Snape's attention.
"Yes, Potter?" He'd just never broken the habit of using the boy's surname.
"How did you - I mean someone must have shown you ....ehem, " he cleared his throat, "I think what I'm trying to say is, who else have you been with besides me?"
Snape didn't like the question, it only caused problems and unnecessary jealousy, "I do not like the question, Potter." He growled.
Harry shrugged, "I didn't say that you would like it, but I think I deserve to know... as your mate." He could feel the bonding stir between them and he knew that he'd said the magic words.
A few more minutes of silence and finally Severus sighed, "Fine, I'll tell you, ehem," and surprisingly enough it looked as if the Potions Master's cheeks might actually be a bit flushed, "well, first, there was this witch at Hogsmeade, it was that experience that told me I preferred the company of men and not women. Then there was Professor Viktor, " Harry wrinkled his nose and Snape rolled his eyes, "and there was Lucius, of course at the Dark Lord's bidding," which Harry took to mean that Voldemort had been audience to the sex, "and then a few weeks before I found you at the Leaky Cauldron... Draco."
"Aww, Sev!" It was the first time Harry had shortened Severus' name, "That's just gross, and .. and .. Why?"
Snape shrugged indifferently, as if not seeing why he had to explain this to Harry, "Draco is not unattractive."
So he found Draco attractive did he? It struck Harry that Severus had slept with Draco out of his own free will, becuase he found the blonde attractive. The only reason he'd agreed to sleep with Harry was for the power of the bonding and the protection it would buy him from the Dark Lord. At Harry's silent, troubled face, Snape quirked an eyebrow, "I don't know if I like what's going on behind those eyes, Potter. Care to share your thoughts?"
Harry was silent, his eyes on the rug and for a moment Severus didn't know if he would answer, "It just seems that this time Draco has finally beaten me at something...."
"He has?" Severus questioned, completely bewildered.
"Yes, you wanted Draco not because he was a powerful wizard, not because he could offer protection, but because you found him attractive, worthy of your time. I, on the other hand, was chosen because of the added power that I could bring you through the bond... I guess it just stings to be your second choice." Harry hated this girly, jealous feeling, and worst he hated telling Snape, but it was better to tell him than have Snape accidentally find out in an Occlumency lesson.
Snape settled his fingers beneath Harry's chin and tilted the boy's face up, "Potter, how many times must we go through this? I want you and no one else, you are my bondmate."
"But that's the only reason why you want me. If you had been able to bond to Draco and secure the powerful bond with him that you and I will have, it would be he who was sitting here with you now and not me." Harry could not let it go.
"I said that I found him attractive, Potter, but looks are only an outward show. Draco is cold on the inside, everything his father wants him to be. Even if I had it to do all over again, I would still choose you, because not only are you beautiful on the outside, but you also have that blasted Gryffindor heart of gold, and despite everything, it's quite an... endearing quality." These heart-to-heart talks were really taking a lot out of Severus, he wasn't used to sharing so much, but Harry had to understand.
Harry tried one last time, "You're sure?"
Severus growled, hooking a finger in Harry's collar he pulled the younger man close, "Quite." He kissed Harry feverently, one of those heart fluttering, toe-curling kisses that often left Harry feeling quite breathless, and wanting more. "Now, shall we get started with your lesson?"
Harry licked his lips, still tasting Snape upon them, "Yes."
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"Whoa, I've got to FEED you?" Harry questioned, he was standing behind Severus' chair at a table that the Potions Master had conjured up.
"Not necessarily, you do what I ask, and if I were to ask you to feed me, say, a grape, or something of the such you would be required to do so. Mainly, you and I will play it by ear, and imitate most of what the other Master-Pet couples are doing." Snape said, and then smirked a little as he transfigured a grape onto the table, "Potter, the grape."
Harry glared as he stepped around the chair and picked up the grape, "You're lucky I don't shove it up your nose." He said before offering the grape up to Snape's lips. The Potions Master had another idea, however, as he accepted the grape into his mouth, chewed, swallowed but then continued with his lips, kissing up Harry's forefinger and then sucking it into his mouth.
"Hm, if you keep that up, Master, I think that the Malfoy's will receive quite a show on their dining room table before the night is over." The swirl of Severus' tongue around his finger made Harry's member twitch to life.
Snape grinned and released Harry's fingers from his mouth, "Ah, but we're not at the Malfoys now, are we?" He said, curling an arm around Harry's waist and bringing him down into his lap, Harry's long legs hanging over the armrest of the chair.
"And shouldn't we be concentrating on the lesson at hand?" Harry questioned, mimicking the same tone and words that Snape had used on him before.
The Potions Master growled softly as he attacked Harry's neck with kisses and nibbles, "I am." He said against Harry's skin.

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