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Life as I know it	By : BlindedHP Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Snape Views: 75983 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 6
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Title: Life as I know it
Summary: This fic is BDSM. Harry is not the boy that everyone expects him to be when he first enters Hogwarts. This fic is Snarry slash with Snape as Harry's Dom.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything Harry Potter related. This magical world belongs to JK Rowling and various publishers. No profit is being made from this.
Warnings: BDSM, dom/sub, non-con, dub-con, sexual situations, master/slave, chan, violence and some more that I can't think of right now.
Chapter 18: Twists and Turns
Harry was mortified. He finally finds out who the mysterious lover in his dreams are and then what should happen… he wakes up on said lover's lap!
That his mystery lover is none other than his Master just complicates things even more.
Shaking his head slightly, Harry focused back on what he was doing, cleaning any evidence of just what type of dream he'd had.
School would begin again in less than a week and Harry still had some papers to finish for his classes, so, taking a deep breath, Harry opened the bathroom door and stepped out. Scanning the room, he realized that his Master was not there and hurried over to his own bedroom.
Donning some casual clothes and then a robe over that, Harry went to the kitchen to make some breakfast.
Master Severus entered a while later with a slight flush on his face. Harry couldn't look at his Master for too long without blushing and so he opted to concentrate solely on putting together a healthy meal.
"I had at first considered not telling you the whereabouts of the thing that used to be Vernon Dursley, but as some complications have arisen, I will tell you."
Harry looked up at his Master and couldn't quite suppress all the fear which was coursing through his body.
Master Severus stood up and took the seat next to Harry.
"I promise you Harry, that monster will never harm you again. You have nothing to fear of him, not anymore. I believe that where he is now will be very trying and frustrating for him. Although nothing can excuse what happened to you, what he did to you, the environment Dursley finds himself in now will definitely not be favorable."
Harry felt himself burning with curiosity but whatever he had expected it was not what his Master told him.
"I transfigured him into a house elf." Harry choked on the sip he had taken but his Master wasn't finished yet. "Lupin was with me at the time and I'm afraid that learning what happened to you in that home came as a bit of a shock to him. That's why I said that he won't be able to hurt anyone the way he had hurt you Harry, Lupin took care of that."
Harry shuddered as a visual picture became clear in his mind and he quickly suppressed it in fear of losing his breakfast.
"Still, I felt that he had not learned his lesson well enough. Dursley now finds himself in the employ of the Malfoys. I can guarantee you that that is something no one would which of their own house elf. The Malfoy's are quite vicious."
Harry took all this in but something nagged at his mind. Something about the Malfoys and his Master. What was it?
"That is where the reason for me telling you comes in. Lucius will need our help in the near future and I do not wish, nor do I like, to keep this from you."
Sitting up straight, Harry could hear that this was something important to his Master and he gave his undivided attention.
"Lucius have asked me to brew a potion for him, or more specifically, for his wife; Narcissa. After Narcissa's last miscarriage they had decided to delve a bit deeper and figure out just what the reason was for the miscarriages."
Thinking back on what Draco had told him Harry felt guilt rise up as he realized that he had completely forgotten about that.
"Suspicion had stirred up in them both and a startling realization by Narcissa had set them on the right path. None of her friends, Mrs Parkinson, Mrs Bullstrode, Mrs Nott, no-one have more than one child. Most of them in fact, have children the same age as you and young Draco."
That was something that Harry had also noticed but had never given it more than a fleeting thought, he kicked himself for it now.
"Narcissa went to a specialist after they decided that it went deeper than just 'coincidences'. The specialist, a Medic Hendrickson, found traces of a very potent and very illegal potion in Narcissa's bloodstream. He could not identify it exactly but there was little doubt that it was the cause of her miscarriages."
Harry hadn't even realized that he was shaking before his Master pulled him closer and kept a strong arm around his waist.
"The Medic prescribed a specific potion, also not completely legal, that would be able to identify the potion in Narcissa's bloodstream, and, if the potion already in her system is found to be detrimental to her or any offspring she might wish to have, it will combat the potion and expel it from her body."
Digesting the information Harry asked the question that was burning in his throat;
"Will the potion hurt Mrs Malfoy? Is it dangerous for her to take?"
Master Severus sighed a bit but tightened his hold on Harry.
"We don't know Harry. It might just combat the potion in such a way as to overpower it and nothing would happen, they won't even know if it had worked until they once again try for another baby but, it might also try to combat the potion in her bloodstream in such a way that it reacts very negatively and force the potion through her veins and body in search of an outlet, when none is found it could cause severe damage or even disfigurements. We are hopeful that it will be something along the lines of the first option."
Harry shuddered as various scenarios raced through his head and he thanked whoever was listening that he was not the one infected or even 'affected' by this. He wasn't that close to the Malfoys.
"Do they know how Mrs Malfoy came to be infected with the potion in the first place?"
Harry looked up at his Master when the man didn't answer after a minute.
"They believe that it could have been The Dark Lord."
Horror flashed across Harry's face which quickly morphed into confusion. Why would Voldemort want to harm his followers in such a way? Did he not want even more obedient little Death Eaters?
His Master must have seen the unasked question in his eye for he answered it then.
"This is only speculation but as most, if not all Death Eaters, have only one child, Lucius believes that the Dark Lord had 'infected' the woman with the potion to insure his own 'safety'."
Even more confusion etched on Harry's face and his Master smiled a half smile at him.
"Yes, I know, not exactly what you'd expect but this is what Lucius, Narcissa and I have come up with.
You remember the prophecy right? Well, even though it said that the child born as the seventh month dies will be his downfall, it never once stated a specific year. Everyone just assumed it was in reference to that same year. After talking it through we've come to the realization that the Dark Lord was more than just paranoid, he was egotistical and selfish. We believe that he did not want to take the chance that his downfall will be a child born from one of his own followers and so he insured that none of his followers would be able to conceive again. Those followers who've only now joined the ranks are not affected by this potion which just fuels our believe; what's more, almost half the women in his force are pregnant or already have a child now. It looks like he's trying to make up for all the followers he had lost by his own doings."
Breathing hard Harry tried to calm himself down. That someone would be so, so… cruel as to take away a person's chance for a happy family…; It was just too close to home and Harry couldn't stop the tears racing down his cheeks.
Master Severus pulled him onto his lap and Harry burrowed his head in the strong chest. He just hoped that his Master would not mind too much if he first tortured Voldemort with visions of children climbing over him and biting, scratching and kicking him with Voldemort tied, bound and gagged, before killing him.
Harry quickly shook his head from the images and wondered just when he had turned as cruel as to wish that on another human being.
Severus looked down at the tousled head laid against his chest. He had not really wanted to tell Harry about everything that Lucius had discussed with him, but as he would need Harry's help and for him to trust his judgment concerning Lucius, he had no choice.
Rage filled him once again as he thought of just how far The Dark Lord had gone in order to keep himself 'safe'. He knew the man was cruel and unforgiving but to do something like this to his own followers… it was something Severus was having a hard time comprehending.
Severus did not know exactly how long they sat there, just holding each other and enjoying the silent company they provided, but as his bladder made itself known he reluctantly pushed Harry up again and excused himself.
He returned minutes later to find Harry sitting on the couch with a pensive look on his face. Sitting down softly next to Harry so as not to disturb the boy's thoughts he waited until Harry blinked and looked at him with bright shining eyes.
"I was just thinking, if Voldemort, err. The Dark L.."
"It's okay Harry, you can say his name now, whatever you did to this mark, it no longer causes me any pain, not even when you say his name."
Harry smiled up at him and Severus pulled the boy close as he continued.
"Well, if Voldemort could slip a potion into a number of women's drinks unnoticed, is there any way that we could do something along the same lines to him?"
Severus thought about it. It might be possible. It will be hard to make a potion completely imperceptible and undetectable but he thought that he might be able to do it. To get it to Voldemort and get him to actually drink it, or something with the potion in it, that would be another matter entirely.
"It might be possible to make a potion unnoticeable and untraceable but to get The Dark Lord to ingest it; that would be a whole other problem."
Harry looked at him then with what could only be called a devilish expression.
"Is Mr Malfoy's position compromised in any way?"
Severus smirked as he caught on to what Harry was thinking.
"No, I believe he is still The Lord's right hand man and as he would owe me a favor for creating the potion that would –hopefully- cure his wife and solve their problem of having more children, he might just do it for us. Now, what did you have in mind Harry?"
"Well, it's not exactly a potion Master as I only know of the muggle version. My u..uncle used it on me a few times. It's a drug that renders a person completely 'useless' if I can call it that. You are not able to move or scream or anything, but your thoughts are not influenced in any way. You see, hear and feel exactly what is going on but can do nothing to stop the situation or influence it in your favor."
Severus had never heard of anything like it and shuddered as he thought of just how helpless one would be. With "Petrificus", one is able to combat the spell or defend against it as your magic will rise to protect you, and it dissipates after ten minutes in any case. With the muggle durgs or whatever Harry had called it, one would not be able to fight against it as it was not anything magical you had to fight against.
It might just work.
Leaning down, Severus didn't even stop to think of what he was doing and as his lips connected with the soft, slightly chapped ones of Harry, he felt himself melt into the couch.
Harry's soft sigh brought conscious thought back to him and Severus couldn't stop the horror he felt of what he had just done to cross his face.
The serenity on Harry's features quickly morphed into pain and before Severus could stop him, the boy had stood and rushed to his room.
As his Master bent down Harry was lost in those eyes and the feelings building up inside him. When Master Severus pulled back though, Harry could see horror creeping up in his Master's face and the pain that realization caused went straight through Harry's chest and he suddenly found it hard to breathe.
Scrambling as quickly as he could, he rushed to his room where he closed it and locked it with every locking, silencing and privacy spell he knew.
Crashing down to his knees he replayed the last few moments over and over in his mind.
They had sat together for a whole while, had talked and plotted together and then…. then… his Master had kissed him. Kissed him! On the mouth!
It had been heaven.
To look at his Master then and find his face contorting with horror had not really surprised Harry as much as he thought it should have but it hurt, oh did it hurt!
He didn't know how long he stayed there on the floor but as he tried to get up and move over to the bed his legs gave out and Harry decided that the floor was as good a place as any to rest, just for a little while!
Severus pounded on Harry's door but either the boy had put up numerous silencing charms – which he would bet his life on – or he was just ignoring Severus – which hurt to just think about, for the boy would not answer no matter the threats Severus shouted through the locked door.
He cursed himself for his foolish actions and resignation set in as he knew that Harry would never forgive him and would definitely not want to live with him anymore.
Focusing on something a bit less emotionally charged, Severus settled himself on one of the couches with a mug of steaming tea while he plotted and planned their attack on the Dark Lord.
Should they succeed, they would be able to do just about anything to the mad man. The smirk that crossed his face - as he thought of everything he would like to do to the monster - didn't leave his face until he went to bed that evening.

Lucius Malfoy contemplated the man before him. They had been friends of a sort while at school and after, well, they were close acquaintances.
"I will endeavor to help you with this project if, and only if you are able to cure my wife of any detrimental potions or tonics in her body."
Severus smirked at him but nodded his assent.
"Explain to me again just what this fascinating muggle invention does?"
Lucius sat back and listened as his friend explained to him just what the effects was and how it worked.
Severus had refused to tell him where he had come to learn of it and how it worked but from the way the man talked and the examples he gave, Lucius had a feeling that it was not a pleasant way to find out about the muggle invention.
"When do you wish for me to slip this into our…, forgive me, my Lord's drink?"
"I think it best to do so at the end of the school year or whenever he plans to attack once again. I will first have to see if I can create a duplicate to it - but in a potion - as I'm afraid that the muggle one might not be as 'inconspicuous' as a potion would be."
Lucius nodded understandingly and the conversation drifted to lesser topics. He was delighted to inform Severus that his new slave had been the best entertainment he'd had in a very long time.
That the little fool creature would even think of talking back to him was astonishing but that the thing had then gone even further and refused to do any of the house work…. well, let's just say that the fool creature had learned his lesson well, very well.
"You did not inform me about his ahh.. condition when you dropped him off Severus."
"I thought it would be even more entertaining for you to find that out for yourself. It's regretful that you won't be able to breed more house-elves off of him but I'm afraid there was little I could do. I value my life and did not wish to step in between that thing and a werewolf set on revenge."
"Ah, I think I understand now. So my little slave has a connection with the Potter brat does he?"
"I'll ask you kindly not to refer to my apprentice as such while in my presence. I will not be held accountable for my actions should you overstep the line."
Lucius watched Severus closely and nodded as he realized how serious the man was. He would have no qualms about coming through on his threats and Lucius knew that Severus could be just as cruel and vindictive as he himself.
There was clearly something more to the Potter brat but Lucius would let it go for now. No reason to antagonize Severus even more than he already had.

Harry whimpered soundlessly in his bed. His dreams had once again turned to those of his 'dream lover' but even as that sinful mouth took him whole, another picture entered his dreams and chased those away.
Master Vernon stood next to his bed and watched with greedy eyes as some nameless person took position and entered Harry forcefully.
His Master had a hand around his own cock and was pumping it rhythmically in synchronization with that of the man's thrusting in Harry's slack and limp body.
He had been horrified to realize just how helpless he was when the drug began to affect him and no amount of willpower had saved him from his fate.
Just as the man was nearing completion, Harry became aware of a strong presence behind him but as he was unable to move, he did not know who it was.
Rocking motions shook his body and the man using his body so viciously began to fade as soothing words flowed over him.
"You're safe. It's all right. Only a dream."
Harry tensed as he realized he was held firmly in a strong embrace but as he recognized his Master's voice, Master Severus's voice, he relaxed further and burrowed back into the warmth of the man behind him.
As the last traces of sleep left him, Harry realized just where he was and who was with him.
Tensing, Harry tried to extract himself from Master Severus's embrace but the man would not let go and in fact only held him tighter.
"Hush Harry. It's okay, I'm here and I'm not going anywhere. I love you and I care for you. I'm not going anywhere."
Harry turned around so he could face his Master.
"You love me?"
"Of course I do!"
"You say you love me but you're too disgusted with me to even think about having a physical relationship with me. You love me, but you're horrified when you kiss me? How can that be love? How can you hold me here, tight and warm but inside you're just disgusted with the fact that you have to touch me yet again? How? Tell me how?!"
Harry looked up at his Master but his eyes were too blurred with tears to make out the expression on the man's face.
The silence stretched and just as Harry pulled back to get away, maybe even run away, a hot breath ghosted over his lips right before his Master's lips claimed his own in a demanding, promising kiss that literally took Harry's breath away.
As Master Severus pulled back for breath Harry looked up and found that his eyes were no longer blurred and that he could see the man's expression as clear as day.
What he saw was not an expression of disgust as he had expected but one of love, warmth and promise.
Closing his eyes in an attempt to fight all the confusing feelings rushing through him Harry just leaned back when his Master pulled him flush against his chest.
Okay, so maybe he had been wrong about his Master's feelings. Maybe. He was just too tired and confused to work it all out at the moment.
End Chapter 18
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