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Shiloe: The Weapon	By : Sablesilverrain Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 24937 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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“Right on time. I’m impressed.” Severus said after opening the door. “Come in.”
Harry stepped into the man’s private rooms, looking around. “Nice place.” He said in surprise.
“You were expecting something different? Dismembered students’ body parts floating in jars, perhaps?” The man asked with an arched eyebrow.
Harry grinned. “Or something like that.” He confirmed.
Severus’ lips twitched. “I keep those in the closet, away from prying eyes.” He said in understated amusement.
Harry blinked, then laughed. “You DO joke! Merlin, Severus Snape has a sense of humor!”
“Tell no one of this, on pain of death. Have a seat.” The man said, pointing out the couch.
Harry sat down, and Severus took the armchair. “Occlumency is the magical defense of the mind against external penetration. In order to Occlude, you must first be able to clear your mind of all emotion. Something that Shiloe assures me you will likely have trouble with.” He explained.
“Is he able to do it?” Harry asked.
Severus nodded once. “He was able to grasp it after a few tries. However, you wear your heart on your sleeve, and your every emotion writes itself in bold upon your face. To the Dark Lord, your mind would be an open book, I’m sure.” He sat up straighter. “We are here to prevent him from gaining access to it. If you apply yourself, I’m sure you will be able to Occlude your mind. Do not be disheartened if it seems difficult at first; it always does.”
Harry nodded. “Alright, Sir. I think I’m ready to try.”
“Very well. Clear your mind.” Severus drew his wand and pointed it at Harry. “Legilimens.”
Harry was eleven years old, sitting astride a broom for the first time as Draco threw Neville’s Remembrall. Without thinking about it, he took off after the small ball.
He was five years old, sitting inside his cupboard, crying silently for parents he’d known for too short a time.
He was fourteen, leaning in and kissing Neville, both of them blushing brightly.
He managed to force Severus out of his mind, embarrassed with what he’d seen. “Um.”
Severus raised an eyebrow. “Well, well, Potter.” The man drawled.
“Harry.” Harry corrected him. “If you’re going to go digging around in my mind, the least you could do is call me by my name. Did you see everything I did?” He asked, flushing.
Severus smirked. “Yes, HARRY. Is Longbottom a good kisser, then?” He asked.
Harry flushed further. “Why don’t you find out for yourself, if you want to know so bad?” He shot back.
Severus shook his head. “Can you meditate?” He asked.
Harry looked at him in confusion. “Yeah. Not very well, but I can do it.”
“How do you clear your mind while meditating?” Severus asked.
“I don’t.” Harry said. “I focus on something. The times I meditated, Rowena was with me. She’d pace, and I’d focus on the rhythm of her feet hitting the stone floor.” He explained.
Severus nodded. “A steady cadence. I can see how that would help you to meditate. Sadly, it will not help you with this. I want you to practice clearing your mind before bed each night. If you find yourself having trouble with that, I find that certain activities help to achieve a certain mindless languor.”
Harry frowned. “What?” He asked.
Severus flushed. “There are certain things you can do at night that will inevitably strip your mind bare of all thoughts, if only for a short time.”
Harry just stared at him in confusion.
“Certain PHYSICAL things?” Severus tried.
Harry blinked.
“For Merlin’s sake! Touch yourself before you sleep, imbecile!” Severus shouted, face bright red.
“Oh! Right!” Harry flushed too.
Severus sighed loudly and walked over to his door. “Get out, and we will try this again in a week.” He ordered.
Harry got up and walked over to the door. “Um, thanks for the idea.”
Severus closed his eyes. “Just leave, Harry. It will be easier for both of us right now.”
“Right. Um, bye.” Harry sighed as the door was shut in his face. “Merlin, SNAPE just told me to wank.” He moaned to himself.
‘It works, though.’ Shiloe’s voice pointed out, sounding highly amused.
Harry just sighed and walked into the alcove, concentrating on the alcove in his common room and stepping.
‘I see you’ve realized that shadow-walking is useful.’ Shiloe noted.
“Yeah.” Harry murmured out loud, not caring that Rowena was listening. “Beats walking through all those hallways to get back.”
*****
Shiloe sighed and walked out of the bookstore, heading toward a jewelry store instead. Right before he walked in, he caught sight of Severus exiting the apothecary down the street.
Severus noticed him and frowned, walking briskly towards him, glancing down to ensure that the collar was there. “What are you doing away from school? Does the Headmaster know where you are?” He asked.
Shiloe sighed. “No.”
Severus’ lips tightened. “No..?”
“No, Master.” Shiloe said lowly.
Severus’ nostrils flared.
‘Oh, that’s not a good sign.’ Shiloe reflected.
“You may call me ‘Sir’ when we are in public, and just WHY are you outside of the castle without any accompaniment? Note that I could have overlooked that fact if the Headmaster was aware of where you were.” He pointed out.
Shiloe bit his lip. “Sir, it’s Cedric’s birthday soon. I wanted to get him a gift-“
“And you could not have asked me to take you? I find that a simple request is usually sufficient to get me out of the castle during the summer holiday. All you had to do was ASK.” Severus said.
‘Oh.’ “I didn’t know that, Sir. I’ll keep that in mind in the future.” Shiloe told him.
Severus’ eyes narrowed. “Indeed you will. We will be having a talk when we get back about some ground rules. I did not think we’d need to go over them, as you CLAIM to be older and more mature than Harry, but clearly, I was mistaken in that assumption.”
Shiloe winced. That stung. “I’m sorry, Sir.”
“You will not be punished THIS time, but I am still not pleased with you right now. What were you going to get Mr. Diggory for a gift?” Severus asked. “I will go with you, since my business here is concluded and I have nowhere I’m needed at present.”
Shiloe shrugged. “I don’t know. I was going to get him a book, but he probably has all the ones he needs for his Healer training. We went to a bookstore near his house while I visited him earlier. I’m not sure WHAT to get him.”
Severus hummed. “Does he have an Apothecary Box? Every Healer keeps one, just in case.”
“I don’t think so.” Shiloe answered.
“It would be a box, about this big,” Severus held his hands up about two feet apart, “And he’d probably have kept it in his room.”
Shiloe shook his head. “No, I didn’t see one.”
Severus nodded. “Come with me, then.” He headed back toward the apothecary he had just exited.
They walked in, and Severus strode to the counter. “He’d like to see your available Apothecary Boxes.” He said, indicating Shiloe.
“Mr. Potter!” The shopkeeper hurried over and led him to a shelf stacked with boxes of every description. “Planning on becoming a Healer, then?” He asked.
Shiloe shook his head. “No, it’s for a friend. A birthday present.” He explained.
The shopkeeper nodded. “I’d recommend the willow, though the price is a bit high, it IS the best for its healing properties-“
“I’ll get the willow, then.” Shiloe interrupted.
The shopkeeper nodded and retrieved one of the lighter-colored boxes. “Very good choice. It comes pre-filled with the standard potions, of course, and three extra vials for whatever extras may be needed.” He rang up the purchase and looked up. “That’ll be seven galleons.”
Shiloe paid and they left the shop, Shiloe shrinking the box and putting it in his pocket. “Thank you, Sir.”
Severus nodded. “When we get to the castle, we will be replacing the contents of the Apothecary Box with potions from my personal stores. The ones that come with it are not to be trusted. Mine are better.”
“You’d do that? For Cedric?” Shiloe asked in surprise.
“If he is to become a Healer, I naturally assume he’ll be the one treating Pack once he’s fully qualified?” Severus asked.
“Well, yes, probably-“
“Then I see no reason to give him inferior equipment.” Severus finished.
Shiloe nodded. “Good point.” He said.
*****
Shiloe finished labeling the last vial—a burn salve that Severus insisted would be well-suited for the Apothecary Box, as the standard one only treated minor surface burns—and turned around to find Severus standing right behind him, arms crossed over his chest.
“Now,” the man said, “Rules.”
Shiloe nodded. “Yes, Master.” He answered. He was surprised the man had waited so long to bring it up again, honestly.
“You will, of course, obey me and Lucius. If one of us gives an order that contradicts another, you will bring it up immediately. You will respect us both, as well, obviously. You will Feed as usual, but I want to see you taking at least one BALANCED meal a day in the Great Hall, even during holidays. You will keep up at least the pretense of normality. You WILL NOT,” and here he leveled a fierce glare at Shiloe, “Leave Hogwarts alone without informing a RESPONSIBLE ADULT—read: myself or Albus—of where you are going.”
Shiloe nodded. “Yes, Master.”
Severus continued. “You will also wear appropriate clothing when outside in inclement weather, though I have no complaints thus far on that score, I want to be clear on that. Lastly, you will not lie to me. I know that this one may prove more difficult, as, like all Slytherins, you will find ways to evade the truth if you feel you must. Rest assured that if I find you are lying to me, I will be most displeased and you WILL FEEL IT.” He warned.
“Yes, Master.” Shiloe said sourly.
Severus used a finger to tilt his face up and kissed him. “Obedience and respect, my pretty slave.”
Shiloe huffed, but remained silent.
Severus chuckled. “Just try. For me.” He told the teen.
Shiloe nodded.
“Is there anywhere you need to be? Or would you like to help me with something?” Severus asked.
Shiloe perked up. “Is this a NAKED something?” He asked in interest.
Severus chuckled. “No. It’s a POTIONS something.” He answered.
“Oh.” Shiloe deflated. “What?”
“I need to make a new version of Wolfsbane to test its efficacy and shelf life after the modifications I’ve made to it, and see if it holds up as well in practice as it does on paper.” He explained, leading Shiloe out of his rooms and down the hallway to a hidden door. “My private lab. You will not reveal its location or the password to any students, save Harry if his need for me is dire enough. Flamingo.”
Shiloe followed him into the lab. “FLAMINGO?!” He asked, holding in a laugh.
Severus turned to him and smirked. “A good password is one that is unexpected.” He reminded Shiloe.
Shiloe snorted. “In that case, it’s perfect.” He said.
“Indeed.” Severus said, getting a cauldron set up.
*****
“Severus set down some ground rules for me today.” Shiloe told Lo, throwing himself on the couch she was in with a smile.
Lo smiled at him. “Good. Rowena was wondering when the man would think to do so. He’s been far too lenient with you so far.” She remarked.
Shiloe snorted. “Don’t tell him that. The rules we have now are enough, thanks.”
“So, what are the rules?” Lo asked, as Rowena stepped out of her portrait and sat in the armchair Salazar usually occupied, listening intently.
Shiloe ticked them off on his fingers. “Obey him and Luc, respect them both, inform them of any contradicting orders, Feed as usual, but eat at least one balanced meal per day in the Great Hall—“
“One of mine, as well.” Lo told him, making him smile.
“—Don’t leave Hogwarts alone without telling him or Albus where I’ll be, wear appropriate clothing when outside, and don’t lie.” He finished.
Rowena nodded. “Good rules.” She commented.
Shiloe frowned. “Does that mean..?”
Rowena smirked and nodded. “I see you’ve figured it out. Finally.”
“I thought for sure Salazar was your Dom.” Shiloe said softly to Lo.
Lo laughed. “No, he’s not. He’s into power games, but only a little, and he’s most definitely a bottom. A PUSHY bottom, but a bottom nonetheless.” She told him.
Shiloe blinked, then smiled. “I see. That makes sense, now that I think about it.”
Lo shared a smile with him. “It DOES rather explain some things, doesn’t it?” She teased.
Shiloe chuckled. “Yes.” He said. “Now, I should get going. Dinner is starting soon, and I wouldn’t want to get in trouble this early. I’ll see you later.” He told them, getting up and walking into the alcove, coming out near the Great Hall.
He walked in and saw Severus sitting at the Head table. The man smiled and nodded to him.
Dumbledore looked pleased to see him. “Nice of you to join us, My Boy. Why don’t you join us up here? With most of the teachers gone, we have plenty of room at this table to spare.” He said.
Shiloe sighed, but walked over and took the empty seat in between Severus and, thankfully, Poppy.
Poppy smiled at him. “I’m glad to see you here.” She said.
Shiloe sighed. “Severus is to blame.” He said quietly, shooting the man a withering look.
Severus ignored him, a small smirk appearing on his face before it was wiped clean again.
Poppy chuckled. “Well, make sure you eat properly. Skipping meals isn’t good for Harry, even if you don’t need them.” She advised.
Shiloe sighed and nodded. “Yes, Ma’am.” He replied politely.
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