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Control	By : estherkolbe Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Snape Views: 42895 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: Everything HP belongs to JK Rolwing and I do not make any money from this. Don't sue, I am poor.

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AN: Originally I wanted to write a better dom/sub story than 'Snape's Pet' but soon it turned into smut with plot. That means that apart from the steaming smut, you also get some plot and it is about Snape's past. When I tried to put my Snape together for this story I wondered why he was the way he was- grumpy, scared of emotions and closed up. Basically the plot is what I came up with.

Do not worry- there will be plenty of smut for you to enjoy but maybe some of you will appreciate the plot as well.

By the way I have finished chapter 24 tonight and I have the story already written out in my little head- so this little gem will be finished. It is very likely the longest story I have written so far.

And Nikte- If you return my Snape in such a damaged state again, I will use my whip. Bad, bad Nikte!

He broke

As a general rule Severus feared sleep because he would have to endure horrible nightmares even before he joined Riddle and therefore he went to bed late and got up early to keep them to a minimum. However after he and his pet had returned home the alcohol must have fuddled his brain and another set of passionate sex with Harry made him pass out with the boy snuggled to his chest.
Of course he dreamt but he had not been here in over two decades, the place filled with too many haunting memories and like it had done to him for most of the time he had lived here, his throat constricted. The house looked run down, most of the windows boarded up and dust rising where he walked. On the far wall he saw the fireplace that was lit, casting an orange light on the two big leather chairs facing the fire. His nostrils picked up the flavour of the expensive brandy his father now and then drank and he felt a shiver go down his back warning him that something was not right.

The book cases to the side were covered in more dust, so thick that most of the titles were unreadable but he knew for sure that many of the volumes were illegal covering dark magic in detail. Another step brought him closer to the fireplace and no matter how loud his mind screamed, he felt helpless to do anything but advance.

A humourless chuckle drifted over the last remaining meters raising the hairs on his neck.

'He is dead. You have seen it yourself, you cast the damned curse.'

The soft clicking noise of the brandy glass, as it hit the little glass table, thundered in the eerily silent room and he could make out a hand that casually carried a wand.

�What's wrong Severus? How could you forget me so quickly? Don't you want to welcome your old man?�

Nausea threatened to make him sick and he gripped his wand so tightly that his fingers paled.

�You are dead,� he whispered hating the terror in his voice.

�Oh am I?� The arm chair began to move around his axes crunching with age. �Of course I am my dear son. You killed me after all, did you not?�

Backing off Severus tried to shake the horror paralysing him.

Tobias Snape's face looked stern and his black eyes flickered with disgust and disdain. �I knew you were a failure when I first put eye on you and every bit of that sentiment was proven right by you.�

Slowly he rose towering half a head over his son and scowled. �But it was not enough to be friends with a mudblood or to desert the great cause led by Lord Voldemort- you dirtied our name with fucking Harry Potter. Was it good for you? Did you enjoy it? Tell me son!�

�This not real,� Severus muttered as he backed away another step.

�Is it not?� Tobias Snape's face twisted in cruelty. �But I am here and I brought a gift for you as well.� He advanced his wand raised. �He broke but I guess he cannot take a real Snape up his ass.�

Following his father's gaze Severus saw a small bundle in front of the fire and he would have recognised that mop of brown hair everywhere. His breath hitched and two quick steps brought him close enough to make out the tell tale scar on his forehead.

�This not over Severus- it is far from it.�

With a start Severus woke his breathing laboured as if he had run a marathon and his heart beating away madly in his chest. For a second he thought he could smell the stench of brandy and he had to close his eyes while he recited the potion ingredients needed to brew a perfectly dreamless sleep draft.

Next to him he felt Harry move and when he opened his eyes, he could practically feel his concerned gaze.

�Is everything alright?� Harry asked as he tried to wipe the sleepiness out of his eyes.

Forcing his voice into his usual impassive tone Severus nodded. �Of course. Go back to sleep Potter.�

He must have shown something in his voice because the boy sat up and his expression showed clearly that he was not satisfied with that answer.

�You had a nightmare right?�

Severus shrugged. �Maybe- I do not remember.�

�About your father?�

The elder wizard scowled and turned to his lover. �I told you I cannot remember.�

Harry sighed softly but let it go for now- the little time he had spent with Snape had taught him that by pushing him, you accomplished the opposite. Instead he rose from the bed not bothering to dress- after all the other wizard had seen him naked too many times in the last four weeks.

�I am going to get something to drink,� he said and walked out into the living room lighting a fire with a flick of his hand. He had managed to cast simple spells without a wand only last year.

In the kitchen he wanted to search for a cupboard of sorts when Slinky appeared wearing a silly magenta nightshirt.

�Master wants something to drink?� he asked floating near Harry's hips. Without waiting he snapped his fingers and a pot with pumpkin juice and two glasses materialized on the table.

Feeling a bit awkward with his state of undress the young wizard sat down and took a sip.

�Thanks Slinky,� he said with a smile.

The house elf floated over and landed on the table with a little too much force.

�How often have I told you to not use the table as a sitting arrangement?� Snape snapped from the door, once again in a very sour mood. He was dressed in his usual casual attire and leaned against the door frame.

Slinky bowed his head in obvious shame trembling slightly. Snape sighed and walked over to gently cup the elf's cheek his face as friendly as he could manage at this early hour of morning.

Instantly Slinky looked up and smiled happily, floating into the air.

�Master is going out?� he asked.

Snape nodded. �I have to visit a friend to inquire into something. I will be back this evening.�

Harry frowned. �A friend?�

�Yes, a friend Potter,� Snape snarled.

�Can I accompany you?� the younger wizard asked ignoring Snape's foul mood.

�No.� With that he threw some floo power into the fireplace and mumbling something Harry did not understand, he disappeared into the flickering green flames.

If he had seen Harry's defiant and determined expression he would have maybe reconsidered leaving like that but as he hadn't, he left the younger wizard resolved to find out what was wrong.
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