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Slytherin Bond	By : Pat Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 5250 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter List
- 1-Chapter I
- 2-Chapter II
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Dumbledore's Office
"Gingerbread men," growled Snape.
The gargoyle guarding the entrance moved aside and Harry and Snape followed the staircase up into Dumbledore's office. For once Harry wasn't looking forward to a heart-to-heart with the Headmaster.
"Come in and sit down both of you," Dumbledore said in a serious voice.
Harry and Severus made themselves as comfortable as they could in the two chairs set up to face the Headmaster.
"Harry, I must ask you now to be totally honest with me," he paused as Harry squirmed in his seat.
"The dark magic detectors went off last night and the entire staff was alarmed. Our first thought was that Voldemort had possibly breached Hogwart's wards."
Harry gulped and his throat began to tighten. He hadn't meant to worry or frighten anyone.
Dumbledore continued. " If Ses has hadn't found you and identified the general type of spell used...well that is neither here nor there at the moment. You do realize that what you is gis grounds for expulsion from Hogwart's?"
Harry nodded miserably. It was no more than he deserved for the betrayal of Dumbledore's trust. "Yes sir." He said very quietly.
"However," he continued. "We must now take into consideration the fact that you are not the only one involved, as I'm sure you're aware," Dumbledore stroked his beard as he continued.
Harry just looked bewildered. "Cho?" he said. "Has she been affected by the spell," he voice rose with hope.
"Bugger!" came from Snape.
"Ahem, language Severus," Dumbledore's voice was placid but his twinkling eyes agreed with Snape's assessment of the situation.
"No Harry not Cho," and Dumbledore's gaze moved to Professor Snape.
Harry looked at Professor Snape then at Dumbledore then back to Snape.
"No you can't mean...," Harry started nervously, now gripping the sides of his chair.
"Harry, what spell did you use?" Dumbledore took another lemon drop and looked slightly discomfited.
//This is bad, this is very bad. Only Voldemort has *ever* made Dumbledore uncomfortable. He can't mean Snape I.. I...//
Harry started to explain in a small voice how his relationship with Cho had gone downhill.
"Albus, do we have to listen to *all* the sordid little details of Mr. Potter's nonexistent love life?" Snape said with a sneer. //God, he didn't even mean to ensnare me he meant to capture that little nitwit. I wonder if he even knows he's gay?//
"Severus please, this is a difficult time for all of us. Let Harry continue at his own pace. Go ahead Harry."
Harry recalled his desperation and his foolish solution. His face started to redden as he felt Snape's glare increase.
Harry wanted nothing more than to run away, only that wouldn't be a Gryffindor solution. He had to face the consequences of his actions. He described his exploration of the library, the acquisition of the spell and it's ingredients.
"Blood! You used blood magic? Are you insane?" hissed Snape.//No wonder why I feel like grabbing him and shagging him right here and now. He's used the most powerful love spell ever created. I ought to strangle the boy.//
"Severus, enough!" Dumbledore's expression brooked no argument.//Hmm...this might not come out badly in the end. Harry needs a particularly strong mate. Someone both magically powerful and mentally tough enough to withstand attacks from Voldemort. Severus certainly has shown that in the past. He's cunning, intelligent, pragmatic and has just a dash of ruthlessness. Yes, a Slytherin match might be *just* the ticket. Sometimes Harry is *too* much of a Gryffi for for his own good. It looks like I'll be losing one of my best spies soon. *sigh * Still it's a small price to pay to ensure Harry's safety.//
"I'll have Irma pull the offending volume from the stacks so that we may investigate the possibilities of breaking the spell. Both of you please remain here in the meantime. If you get hungry call one of the house elves for some breakfast."//I'll make sure that even if there is a solution it won't be found. Yes, this is turning out quite well. I wish I could have taken credit for it.//
With that the Headmaster swept out of the office, leaving an uncomfortable silence behind.
Harry risked a look at Professor Snape from under his lashes. Snape stared moodily off into space. Harry noticed that his hair was long and dark falling to his shoulders but wasn't greasy at all, just a lustrous black.//He's rather noble looking. Why did I never notice that before?//
Ron had always referred to him as "that greasy git" but he wasn't. In fact, Snape took pride in his appearance, when he wasn't slaving over a cauldron in classes or in his workroom.
Harry worked himself up to give Snape the apology he was due.//Maybe he won't be ang angry. I mean the spell did backfire. Well sort of. We'll get out of this somehow.//
"Sir, I..."
Snape turned and looked directly into Harry's eyes cold black meeting warm green.
Snape's chair was only a few feet away from his, and yet it seemed like Snape was right on top of him. He shook off his fear and strengthened his resolve.
"Sir, I'm sorry that the spell misfired and involved you. It was supposed to affect Cho...not that I'm not sorry that I did it to begin with but..." Harry continued to babble.
"Mr. Potter. The spell did not "misfire" as you so quaintly put it," Snape's voice dripped with sarcasm. "It has worked only too well," and with that uttered, Snape's hand snaked out and grabbed Harry's chin.//You are a foolish boy. But you are so beautiful.//
Harry froze. Snape was about to hex him...he was sure of it.
Snape stood never letting go of Harry's face. His other hand reached out and touched Harry's lderlder, running down his arm and then touching his thigh. Harry jumped in surprise.//Blimey! He's lost his mind.//
Snape's free arm then circled Harry's waist and pulled him up into a standing position, a hairsbreadth away from Snape's body.
"Do you know what you've done you foolish boy?"//I'm your husband for the rest of time.//
Harry was forced to look up as Snape's grip on his face continued to tighten, bordering on pain. //Oh God, he's going to kill me for involving him.//
"No one forces a Slytherin...not even the Gryffindor Golden Boy," Snape's voice lowered to a growl. //You will be mine. Soon. No one else shall have you.//
"I didn't mean to..."// I can't breathe. He's too close. He smells so good like...//
Harry had barely issued the breathy denial before Snape's lips crushed his own. Harry started to fight to get away but Snape was stronger than he looked. His arms became steel bands as he forced his way into Harry's mouth.//Don't fight me Harry. I want this and so do you.//
Snape tasted of smoke and hints of mint. His tongue explored Harry's mouth, inspecting every crevice and finally stroking the roof of Harry's mouth. //Oh Merlin! That feels so good. Wait what am I saying?//
Harry gasped and tried to pull away once again. Snape sucked Harry's tongue into his mouth and Harry stilled in his arms.//Why am I fighting. I want him. I...//
Snape's leg forced its way between Harry's and to his shame he felt his cock hardening in response to what the potion master was doing to him. //That's it Harry. Let go.//
Harry stopped breathing entirely when he felt the answering hardness against his belly. He whimpered both in pain and arousal.//Snape's hard too.//
"SEVERUS!"
Harry and Snape sprang apart. Harry was dazed and he felt blood rising from a small cut on his lower lip. His tongue reached out and licked it clean.
Dumbledore assessed the situation in a split second.//Things are progressing nicely.//
"Severus, I cannot say that I'm surprised given the spell but I thought you of all people would have somewhat more self-control than this..."//Severus won't fight this binding. There's a real spark between them.//
Snape sneered. "And just why is self-control required Albus? Harry as I'm sure you're aware is my bond-mate. I am entirely within my rights."//You reprobate you're up to something. I know it. My Slytherin instincts are seldom wrong.//
//Bond-mate? What was Snape talking about? The kiss had been about punishment nothing more. Snape was angry with him about the botched spell. Then why had he responded to Snape's advances? Shite! This is all too confusing.//
"Harry I think it best that you go back to your dormitory for now. You are not to go into Hogsmeade today with your friends. You will stay there until you are called for," Dumbledore was as stern as Harry had ever seen him.
"Yes sir but..."
"Yes Harry?"
"Nothing," he said with a sigh and with one last look at Snape's cold face left them to their discussion. Why was it everyone discussed his future without him? He knew however he was in no position right now to demand anything, explanations or otherwise. With a sinking heart he realized that he'd find only too soon the ramifications of his actions.

Gryffindor Tower
Harry walked slowly into the Gryffindor Common Room and spotted both his friends.
"Harry, where have you been?" Ron said as he rushed over followed closely by Hermione.
"With the Headmaster."
"Were you caught by Filch last night? I woke up several times and you weren't in your bed. What were you doing anyway and why didn't you invite me?" Ron said in a rush.
"Really Ron, don't encourage him," said Hermione with a frown. "I'm sure Harry's going to do detention for wandering Hogwarts last night."
"Was it another nightmare Harry," she said more kindly. "You could have spoken to Ron or myself if you were having trouble sleeping."
Harry felt guilty for worrying his friends.//If only you knew Hermione. I committed the ultimate wrongdoing, a dark spell performed within the confines of Hogwarts. And oh by the way did I tell you it was a love spell and Snape was involved?//
"No Hermione it has nothing to do with the nightmares about Voldemort...I just couldn't sleep and well, I got caught by Filch," he said in a soothing manner.
"But Harry! Why didn't you take your invisibility cloak then? Filch never would have caught you."
"I just didn't think of it Ron," Harry lied smoothly. Harry reflected that it was all too easy for him to lie to his friends. Maybe the sorting hat had been right. Maybe he had a lot of Slytherin in him. He shivered at the thought.
Ron just shook his head at Harry's lack of forethought.
"Are you coming to Hogsmeade today or..."
"I'm afraid there's no chance of that Ron," Harry said ruefully. "I'm to meet with Dumbledore later."
"Oh Harry, I'm so sorry," Hermione said.
Ron looked depressed as well.
"Never mind it's my own fault. Have a good time. Really. I mean it," Harry smiled at his friends in genuine fondness.

Dumbledore's Office
Harry re-entered Dumbledore's office with a sense of impending doom. Both Snape and the Headmaster were there, each looking very grave.
"Please sit down Harry," Dumbledore said gently.//Hah! There is no breaking this spell my boy. The bonding will stand. You'll see it will all come out right in the end. It's for your own good you know. A Ravenclaw might not have been too bad a match but I shudder to think of you involved with another Gryffindor. You'd be dead before the year was out. No a Slytherin is the best possible match.//
"As you are now of age I'm afraid you will have to take fully responsibility for your actions."//If you'd been underage all this would have been much more difficult.//
"Yes sir," Harry said. //Oh Merlin, I'm going to be expelled.//
"The spell you cast has been researched thoroughly by Professor's Flitwick and myself and I'm afraid there is no possibility of breaking it," he paused and looked down at his hands.
Harry felt alarmed. Dumbledore was *never* at a loss for words.
Dumbledore looked back up again and with a sigh continued. "Harry, do you know *exactly* what type of spell it was that you used?"
"A love spell sir, to find my true love. But it didn't work," he said nervously.
"Harry, I'm very much afraid it did work, but not I suspect, in the way you intended it too," he said.
Seeing Harry's confused look, Snape mentally heaved another sigh.//God this boy is being dense. Or maybe the Nile isn't just a river in Egypt//
"Let me see if I can explain this "situation" we find ourselves in..." Dumbledore began.
A loud snort came from Snape but otherwise he remained silent.//You want this match you doddering old fool don't you? Well, I'm agreeable.//
Dumbledore gave Snape a hard look before continuing.//He knows.//
"Harry, you didn't cast an ordinary love spell. You cast, for want of a better explanation a find and bind love spell," at Harry's dumbstruck look he pushed on.
"Let me see if I can simplify this a little," Dumbledore said soothingly.
Harry started to sweat. //Find and bind. Does this mean Snape???//
"In magical terms Harry, you used one of the most potent magical items a wizard can ever use...your own blood. Your blood *is* your magical signature and as such is tied into your power. The magic produced wasn't a simple love spell that might be terminated by a simple spell breaking charm," as Dumbledore continued Harry began to shiver as the implications of what the Headmaster was saying began to sink in.//OH MY GOD. IT IS SNAPE AND ME!/ /The startling thought began finally to take root in Harry's consciousness. But, but, but, Snape was a man. Harry didn't fancy men. Harry didn't want to "marry" anyone, least of all Snape.
"The spell you created had some dark magic components to it. It was meant to find you the perfect mate, to meet all of your magical, emotional and physical needs. Once the magic found that individual, it was to bind both of you to each other, both in the magical and legal sense of the word," Dumbledore slowed down and checked Harry's reaction to the news.//Come on Harry snap out of it. You just landed yourself quite a catch. His family is powerful, rich and influential among the Slytherins. It will cause no end of speculation among those purebloods about *why * one of the canniest members of a Slytherin family has thrown his lot in with Harry. Of course, they don't need to know he didn't have a choice.//
"But Headmaster," he said in a desperate tone. "There has to be a mistake. It was Cho I wanted, Cho I love," he sputtered out.
"There's no mistake Harry," he said gently. "The spell wasn't, unlike some, directed at a particular individual. Ms. Chang for example. This is a very old spell that was used by powerful wizards or witches to find their magical match. It borders on dark magic because once it finds the individual there is no longer any choice involved on either side. The magic binds the two together and it is irrevocable," he finished in a solemn voice.
//If you try to escape this Harry, you and Severus will eventually go mad. There can be no other partners for you or Severus.//
"Now Albus, may I carry on," Snape stood and looked down at Harry.//Leave me the boy Albus. I'll soon make him see that he wants me in *every* sense of the word.//
"What?" Harry said. "What is he talking about Headmaster?"
Harry began to panic. It looked like Dumbledore was about to leave the office. Leaving him alone with Professor Snape.//Don't go! Don't go! I'm afraid.//
"Harry, I'm going to leave and let Severus explain some things to you," he said gently. "It's for the best. The compulsion of the spell will only grow stronger and to fight it would only do irreparable damage to the both of you. I will, of course, owl your godfather immediately and inform him of your change of status."//Of course I'll wait until they've consummated the bond. I wouldn't want Sirius barging in here and trying to talk Harry out of it.//
"But, but," Harry sputtered out.//I don't trust myself with him, don't leave me.//
Then Dumbledore was gone and he and Snape were alone again.
"Come Potter," he said in a voice that brooked no argument. "We need to talk in private. We'll go down to my rooms."//You are mine Potter. No one and nothing will ever get in my way. Not even your thrice-damned dog of a godfather of yours. I'm sure Albus agrees.//
Snape held out his hand and Harry slowly reached up to take it. His heart was pounding as if it wanted to jump out of his chest but somehow he knew he could trust Snape.//I want to touch him. I want him to touch me. Is this a part of the spell?//
Snape's grip tightened around Harry's hand as he led the way down into the Dungeons.

Snape's Quarters
Harry had never seen Professor Snape's quarters before; only the Slytherin House students had ever been allowed entry at Snape's behest. He was surprised to see that the quarters were actually quite comfortable. Snape had a sitting room with two large chairs by the fire with a desk behind them, against the wall where he graded his papers. Beyond that lay the bedroom. The fireplace crackled and threw light into the otherwise darkened rooms.
Harry turned his head towards Snape and blushed at what he saw in his eyes. Open lust shone through as well as anger.//He looks like he wants to *eat* me. Never mind! Erase that thought.//
"Come here," Snape ordered.//I'd bet my life you're untouched. And so you shall be to all others. No one will ever have that *right* but myself. You're mine Harry.//
Harry was only three feet away but it felt like he walked miles to get to him.//He's only doing this because he has no choice. *I* gave him no choice.//
Snape pushed back Harry's robes on his left arm and held it upright, while he pulled his wand out of his robes using the other hand.
"Accio bracelets," Snape called.//Now for the public declaration. Once these are on, they will stay on until one or the other of us dies.//
A pair of silver bracelets flew though the air and Snape snagged both with his wand. He then slid them off his wand and put the wand back into his robes.
The bracelets were silver and green, Slytherin colors. Harry wasn't sure what metals were combined in their creation but they were beautifully crafted. They represented the Slytherin House snake on their herald. Tiny green jewels winked in the "eyes" of the snakes.
Snape took one of the bracelets and slipped it over Harry's left hand and on to his wrist.
Suddenly, Harry felt the cold bracelet turn warm and the snake seemed to come to life on his arm. It twisted and turned of it's own volition and Harry gasped.
The snake appeared to be looking directly at him and a little forked tongue flickered out to taste the air. Contented seemingly by its brief taste, it settled down into its former appearance but remained warm.
Snape took the other bracelet and slipped it on to his own left wrist eliciting the same performance from the other "snake".
"These are very old and have been in my family for thirteen generations," Snape began in a soft voice.
"Just as there are Snape rings for a betrothal between a man and a woman, these were kept for the equivalent relationship between two men," Snape continued in a low voice.
"But Professor..."
"My name is Severus," he said in stronger tones. "You are my bond-mate now and I wish you to use it when we are in our private chambers."
"Sev...Severus, I'm not sure what you mean by bond-mates," Harry said nervously.
Severus looked strangely at his young lover and bit back the sarcastic retort that automatically sprang to his tongue.
"It means Harry that you are my bond-mate, my consort, my pledged or my husband, whichever frame of reference you choose it all means the same thing," Snape said in a low voice.
"You are mine and I am yours from this day forward. I will protect you, provide for you and remain faithful to you and you alone. The same holds true for you. We will complete the bonding ceremony tonight and tomorrow the announcement will be essentially made by the public wearing of the bracelets," said Severus seriously.
"You are now both a Gryffindor and a Slytherin, and will be acknowledged by my House as such," Snape continued.
Harry's emotions were in turmoil. His body was crying out for Severus' but his mind was screaming, "escape".
"I can't be a Slytherin. I'm not your bond-mate! We don't have to do *this*. Dumbledore will think of a way around the spell. I know he can," Harry began to hyperventilate in his distress.
Harry found his eyes filling up despite a fierce desire not to. He would not cry in front of Severus. He was a Gryffindor after all he had that strength. But his heart was in agony. All of his ties that he'd come to depend upon would be gone. How would his House, his friends, and Sirius react to the fact that not only was Harry probably gay, but also was about to become a Slytherin? They would hate him!
"Harry, slow down your breathing. You're only making it worse," Snape said as he began to pull him into his arms.
"NO!" Harry screamed. "Leave me alone! I'd rather be dead first!" And with that he tore out of Snape's arms and ran for the door.
"Harry! Stop..."
But Harry was beyond listening and beyond thought. He raced through the dungeons and up the stairs eventually running out of the main doors of Hogwarts heading west towards the Forbidden Forest. Snape flew behind him trying to catch up but he was no match the the Quidditch hardened muscles of a frantic sixteen year old.

The Forbidden Forest
Harry had run until he was near exhaustion. Sweat ran down his back and the branches had torn his robes as the path had narrowed down. He had come to a smallish clearing in which a brook ran through and he sat down beside it. He plucked a handkerchief out of his robe pockets, dipped it into the chilly water and then ran it over his face wiping away his tear stains.
He was not lost to all reason though, as upset as he'd been he'd stayed on the path. Eventually, Snape or Dumbledore would find him here. Straying from the path led to the opportunity to run into some of the Forest's more dangerous denizens, and even Harry, brave as he was, wasn't about to test his luck still further.
Taking deep breaths he contemplated the mess he'd made out of his life in less than three days time. He'd lost Cho. He'd cast an enormously dangerous and illegal spell. He'd found out that maybe he did indeed *like* men that way. And to top it all off he'd ended up bonded to a man who *hated* him.
"Brilliant Harry, just brilliant," he muttered.
"Just one more set of oddities to add to my life," Harry said speaking to himself. "Now I'm going to be a bond mate to a man who probably despises me. I've taken away his choice and mine," Harry sighed and threw away his handkerchief into the stream and watched it float away.
He heard someone coming but didn't turn around.
"Mr. Potter the next time you decide to take some exercise, please stay on the school grounds. Even your noted ability to avoid disaster by sheer luck might be over tested here," came the dark tones of Severus.
"I had to get away. I couldn't breathe," Harry said a little sullenly.
"Potter, you are of age. You are a wizard. You have made a conscious decision as foolhardy as it was to cast a spell. Now you and I must live with the consequences. Acting like a drama queen will not noticeably help the situation," Snape continued.
"I'm *not* gay," Harry began.
"Well, you are certainly not completely *straight* Potter, otherwise my as yet limited advances would have been repulsed, nor would the spell have allowed such a mismatch."
"I don't understand," Harry began.
"Potter have you received no sex education at all?" Snape hissed. "It's perfectly possible, no probable that you are bisexual."
Oh good, now I don't know which side of the road I should be driving on is that it?" Harry was completely peeved now.
To Harry's startlement Snape began to laugh.
Something relaxed in Harry as he gazed in wonder at his bond-mate laughing. Harry had never even seen Snape smile let alone laugh. It was a revelation.
Snape stopped laughing and looked down at Harry.
"Now Harry are you ready to go back to Hogwarts?"
"I'm not sure, I'm a little afraid."
"Afraid of what? Of me? Or of what people will say?"
"Of everything," Harry saidh a h a sigh.
"Harry," Snape said in a softer voice. "Being bisexual or gay will not lose you your true friends. I won't lie to you, it is still not an easy life to live considering wizarding societal prejudices that linger, but advances are being made."
"It's just that a lot of my friends..."
"Ah, yes. I'm sure." Snape's look became distant. "I never thought you were wanting in courage Harry, no matter what else I may have thought."
Harry peeked at his mate. "Well umm...I just thought that you'd hate me, after what I've done. I didn't want that, couldn't live with it," Harry said slowly. " I just wanted someone to love me," he said in wistful tones.
Snape looked down at the tear stained face of the boy and his heart ached for him. He knew what it was to be alone. At the heart of the matter, both he and Harry had more in common than not. Without families, they were both bound in a life or death struggle with Voldemort and his death eaters. Now, with this bonding they were completely tied to each other's destiny.
"You'll never be alone again Harry. I will be there for you that I swear to you. I can't promise you it will be an easy road between you and I, but I want this Harry. I've been alone too long.//Listen to me Harry. I need this too.//
Harry looked curiously at Severus, seeking confirmation of the promises he'd made. He saw the truth in Severus' eyes. He wasn't lying, he had no cause or reason to lie.//He'll be there for me. He may not love me right now but I'll show him I'm worthy of that love even if it takes the rest of our lives.//
Harry stood and walked over to Severus. He reached out and touched his arm.
"Yes please. I'd like to try. I'm sorry it had to happen this way but I'm not sorry that you were the one chosen," he said in firm tones.
Severus' heart lifted but he only briskly nodded. "Alright then. Whatever comes we'll face it together."

Great Hall of Hogwarts
Severus Snape, Professor and Potions Master walked in through the back door behind the staff table to the Grand Hall with Harry in hand. Dinner was just beginning and Professor's Sprout and McGonagall turned their heads to see who the latecomer was. Hagrid stared openly as the couple passed him. Dumbledore never moved but continued to eat his meal with relish.
Harry didn't know what to expect but decided it was best to follow Severus' example//Its so easy to call him that now. I wonder what will happen when I have to go back to classes. Will I stay with Severus? What will Ron and Hermione think? Will they understand? *sigh *//
Severus saw Minerva frowning at him as she spied him positioning Harry in front of the staff's table.//Suspicious old bat.//
He raised Harry's left arm wits ows own left so that both the bracelets showed.
Minerva McGonagall gasped and Professor Flitwick dropped his roll. Professor Binns floated over the table and was the only one to speak.
"Oh well done Severus."
Harry looked a little lost as Severus walked him to the Slytherin table. For once the students had little to say for themselves as their head of house approached. He stopped directly in front of Draco Malfoy and as before showed the bracelets. Several gasps issued from Blaise Zambini and Pansy Parkinson before being quickly silenced. Draco Malfoy looked furious but said nothing. Crabbe and Goyle just look confused.
Harry's legs were starting to feel like lead and his mouth was dry. What was the point in all this? He assumed Severus knew what he was doing, but Harry was more than a little put off by the total silence in which it was done.
The next stop was the Gryffindor table. Again Severus showed the bracelets and this time the reaction was volatile.
"Harry are you barmy!!" Ron shouted as he stood up.
Hermione tried to grab her erstwhile redheaded boyfriend before he flew at Snape. "Harry what is going on?"
Dean Thomas promptly flung down his napkin. "What kind of a sick joke is this?"
Seamus looked like he was about to be sick and Ginny kept asking everyone what the fuss was all about. The older students looked upset but the first and second years just looked unsettled.
The babble of voices hadn't died down before Snape moved them along on their silent tour. Harry turned his head back, looking at his friends lingeringly as they moved on. He wanted to help explain to his friends, but Severus' grip on his upper arm tightened indicating he wasn't being given that option at the moment.
In a dream state Harry followed Snape to the Ravenclaw table where the students looked the least surprised and the the the Hufflepuff table where some shy congratulations were issued.
Back at the staff table Professor McGonagall was arguing with Dumbledore.
"I have never seen such a mistake in judgment. To put Harry into Severus' hands. What does his Godfather say about all this?"
"Well, ahem," Dumbledore began.
Minerva gave Albus a hard look.
"You haven't told him yet have you? Albus what are you up to? You cannot sanction this..this mismatch can you?
"Minerva, calm down and believe me when I say it's for the best, both for Harry and Severus," Dumbledore said soothingly. "You know I have always had Harry's best interests at heart."
Dumbledore stood. He hated to upset his lover but in these matters she tended to think with her heart instead of her head. He couldn't afford to do that.//Sometimes my love the only path is the rockiest one.//
Dumbledore cleared his throat just as Severus and Harry were finishing with the Hufflepuff table. The babble of voices continued unabated. Dumbledore brought the blunt end of his knife down on to the table. A loud *crack * like thunder made the students jump and turn their heads towards the staff table.
"May I have your attention please? Thank you."//Yes, that's better look at me not at the departing couple.//
"We are pleased to announce the bonding of Severus Edmund Snape, son of Alistair and Eliza Snape to Harry James Potter, son of James and Lily Potter," Dumbledore paused dramatically. "As there are no extended families members for either of the bridegrooms, there shall be a small gathering in their honor for six and seventh year students as well staff tonight in the Great Hall. I'm sure you'll all join me in wishing them happiness."//There I've said my piece. Dear Hufflepuffs they genuinely look happy for the couple. Goodness the Gryffindors look apoplectic. Hmmm...the Ravenclaws are, as usual, engaged in lofty debate while the Slytherins...oh my I see we've disrupted their plotting...good for us.//

Snape's Quarters
Severus and Harry had collapsed into the two armchairs in front of the fireplace. Severus wouldn't admit it but he was exhausted. Both of them sat silently, happy for the moment to maintain the brief peace that had settled over them.
Harry was too weary to care if Lord Voldemort chose this moment to engage the final battle, he just couldn't be bothered getting up. He yawned, his jaw cracked as the fire started to put him to sleep where he sat.
With a crackle and pop Dobby appeared beside Severus.
"Dobby is sent by master Dumbledore. There is a joining feast tonight in the Great Hall for Harry and Professor Snape. Dobby will come for you then." In a shy voice Dobby continued. "Dobby is happy for Harry and Professor Snape," and with that Dobby popped out of the rooms.
"I can see Albus' fine hand in this," Severus said sourly.
Half asleep, Harry mumbled. "Why would there be a feast? Do we have to go?"
"It's traditionally the responsibility of the families of the bridegrooms. But as neither you nor I have any immediate family left, and as your godfather is still in hiding, Albus has seen fit to stand in their stead."
Harry slowly stretched and leaned forward a bit in the chair.
"I don't know if I can. I'm so tired and I'm sure Ron and Hermione are ready to interrogate me the minute I get there. I'm not sure what I can say."
Harry's eyes popped open wide as Dumbledore's face appeared in the flames.
"Severus, Harry we seemed to have started a small conflagration," he began with a smile.
Snape frowned. //Trust you Albus to start with a bad pun.//
Severus glared at the Headmaster's face while Harry steeled himself to question Dumbledore.
"Sir, what are we going to say? Will we tell everyone about the spell?"
Snape's mouth twitched into the beginnings of a smile. //He's actually adorable when he's perplexed. Did I just say *adorable *? Kill me now.//
"No Harry that would be the last thing we'd want to do. It would make a mockery of the binding and embarrass Severus. For the public to know that this was unintended would make all concerned look bad," Dumbledore said in grave tones.
Snape's eyes narrowed. //Not the least of whom would be the Headmaster who let his "golden boy" get so far out of hand *snort *//
"No Harry, you and Severus will tell all concerned that this binding was planned for the last six months and that you were both agreeable to it."
"I'm sorry sir but Hermione and Ron will never believe it. They know how much I ha..., well disliked the Professor, well you know, before," Harry said flushing.
"Harry, they will believe me if I tell them it was a necessary and a *planned* step by the Order. I will talk with them before the feast."
"What about Sirius? He'll want to know what's happening. Can I owl him now? I've got to explain before he finds out from someone else, he will be so hurt otherwise," Harry continued greatly relieved that Hermione and Ron would be taken in hand by Dumbledore.
"Well Harry, as to that we're not really sure where Sirius is right now, being in the field at the moment for the order, but I have dispatched my personal owl to find him with all due haste," Dumbledore coughed.
Severus' eyes lit up with mischief. //And I'll bet that owl won't find him for weeks. Dumbledore you old fraud, you're a terrible liar. You'd never have succeeded as a Slytherin. You want Harry and I to have our "honeymoon" undisturbed.//
"Very well Albus, Harry is tired and needs a rest, we'll await your word when we are expected at the Feast," Snape looked narrowly at Dumbledore's image.
"Yes, well," Dumbledore continued ignoring Snape's look. "Harry I'll have your things brought down by Dobby. You will, of course, continue to attend all your classes and extracurricular activities with the exception of potions. I will arrange for some private tutoring for you in that particular class. We don't want to be accused of nepotism do we?"
Dumbledore smiled benignly.
Snape frowned. //Here it comes.//
"I have heard too Severus that there has been a flurry of owls from the students to their parents, especially from Slytherin House."
Severus tried to keep a bland façade at the news. //Fuck. Voldemort will know before the sun is down.//
Harry looked over at Severus and saw his overly blank expression. His heart sank. //Of course, how stupid of me, I'm worrying about what my friends and Sirius will think when I should be worried about what Voldemort will do. He'll be furious of course. Severus will be at further risk because of me.//
"Well gentleman, I'll leave you to your *cough* nap. I will see at the feast," smiled Dumbledore as his face disappeared from the flames.
Harry, fully awake now glanced nervously at his husband. Would Severus expect him to...
Severus turned away from the flames and noticed Harry's anxious expression.
"Harry," he began //Start as you mean to go on Severus.// He cleared his throat and started again. "Harry, I know we are strangers. I won't be expecting any "intimacy" until it is clear we are both ready for it.//Which means a lot of wanking for me in the shower.//
Harry looked so relieved that Severus almost took offence until Harry smiled.
"Thank you Sev...Severus," Harry started. "You been very good about all of this. I do want to get to know you better," he said shyly.
Severus felt his mouth twitch, not a smile but close to it.//No, I shan't let you go Harry. Slow it is, but you will be mine.//

The Wedding Feast
"I don't care what Dumbledore said. Harry would have to be barking mad to marry that git," Ron said indignantly.
"Hush Ron. You don't want anyone to overhear you do you? The Headmaster explained it all. Voldemort is plotting against Harry and he needs *more* protection and that's the reason it was done. He didn't force either of them into it Ron," she said more gently.
"But Harry, Harry deserves so much more Mione. He should have married for love. He should have had the chance..."
"Ron, listen to me. Harry shouldn't have been orphaned as a baby, shouldn't have been forced to live with those awful muggles, shouldn't have been forced to face down you-know-who but he has," Hermione paused fighting back a tightness in her throat that threatened to overwhelm her.
"Harry has never had a choice Ron. Not really. His life could never be like yours or mine. All we can do is to love him and stand by him," she finished her eyes now bright with tears.
"You're right as usual, Mione," Ron said gruffly.
"Well, well, well the happy cheering section is here I see," Draco Malfoy drawled.
"Sod off Malfoy," Ron started to redden in anger.
"Not happy to be celebrating the nuptials?" he smirked.
"Of course we are," Hermione began with a smile. "Imagine, Slytherin and Gryffindor Houses united in their bonding. It's very romantic don't you think?"
Draco grimaced and moved off with his two bullyboys shadowing him.
Ron laughed. "Well done Hermione. Malfoy looked like he'd bit into a lemon."
Hermione giggled softly. "Well Ron, Snape is *his* head of House and well, with Snape's background and power, he is well respected by the rest of the Slytherin families. It must be causing no end of speculation among them wondering if they've backed the wrong horse," she said sagely.
"Mione, you could have been a Slytherin yourself," Ron said in awe.
Hermione blushed at the compliment.
Ron rolled his eyes. "I just can't believe I didn't know Harry was gay. I feel like a right git."
Blaise Zambini one of the more "moderate" Slytherin students stopped to greet Hermione and Ron.
"Quite a shock eh? Must have been a while in the planning."
"What," said Ron playing innocent.
"Come off it Weasley," Blaise was openly smiling now. "It's quite a accomplishment surprising Lucius Malfoy. I'll bet that won't go down well in certain quarters," he said winking.
Meanwhile a conversation behind them was increasing in volume.
"No Gryffindor would voluntarily *align* themselves with a Slytherin. They're all into *dark* magic, everyone knows that," came in ringing tones from Lavender Brown. She, Dean Thomas and Seamus Finnegan were standing a short distance away and making no effort to remain unheard.
"No true Gryffindor would be a pillow-biter either," snorted Dean.
Ron stiffened and started towards Dean. Hermione grabbed Ron's arm and hissed at him.
"Ron, no! Not here and not now. Harry will need our support," she said anxiously.
The handsome, sandy-haired Blaise stepped into the volatile situation with great aplomb. He strolled over to the now nervous looking group and looked at them from head to foot in a slow, dismissive manner.
"And I had heard that Gryffindors made the most loyal friends. Listening to you lot I'm happy to have been sorted into Slytherin," and with that strolled off leaving an embarrassed looking trio of friends.
"I'm gay too does that make me a bad person as well?" came quietly from Neville Longbottom who'd been standing by shyly waiting his chance to talk to Hermione and Ron.
Seamus had the good grace to mutter an apology and Lavender pinkened up but Dean just stalked away.
"I'm sorry too," Lavender began. "We just got carried away. We shouldn't have said those things."
"No," Hermione said coldly. "None of you should have. Harry is ready to give his life for you lot, and this is the thanks he receives? You all should be ashamed."
Ron looked at Hermione with great respect. She was a *true* Gryffindor.
As Seamus and Lavender melted back into the crowd, Neville came shyly forward.
"That was very brave of you Neville, coming out like that to defend Harry," Hermione said to him warmly.
Neville blushed and looked at his scuffed shoes. "Never really wanted to tell anyone. Would have made a fuss. Well you see how some people are."
Ron threw his arm around the chubby boy.
"Not with us Neville, not ever. If anyone gives you trouble, you just come to me. I'll set them to rights."
Neville smiled and Hermione impulsively gave him a kiss. "Neville we'll always be your friends."
The crowd's noise level rose as the newly bonded couple entered the room.
Snape led Harry directly over to Dumbledore and silence fell.
Dumbledore began. "In the manner of wizard bondings, Severus and Harry now wear the bond bracelets as the sign of their total and complete commitment to one another. All that is now required is the pledging of their troth before witnesses and...".
A large barn owl flew into the Hall at that moment and dropped down on the table nearest to the Headmaster. There was a large group of papers attached ts les leg. The owl irritably stuck out his leg and Dumbledore carefully removed the papers. One of the students gave the bird a snack as a reward and it silently flew away back to the owlery.
"Ah, and here is the paperwork from the ministry," Dumbledore beamed. "Harry, Severus if you please? I will need both of your signatures in the appropriate spots."
Professor McGonagall helped Harry and Severus fill out the forms as the Headmaster continued.
"Professor Flitwick do you have the bonding ribbon?" Dumbledore asked.
The tiny professor standing next to the Headmaster jumped at the mention of his name and began to root around in his robe pockets.
Some snickers broke out in the crowd when Flitwick started to empty his pockets but were quickly suppressed when Professor McGonagall glared at the offending students.
"Ah here! Here it is," said Flitwick with some relief. He withdrew a sky blue ribbon approximately seven feet long.
"For those of you not aware this betrothal ribbon has been bespelled by three wizards in our school to bring the new couple health and happiness."
"Safety would be better," came a voice from deep in the crowd.
Snape's head snapped around as he searched the crowd fruitlessly for the offender. //So it begins.//
Harry moved closer to Severus and leaned against him as though both seeking and giving comfort.
Dumbledore's gaze swept over the crowd intently but his pleasant voice continued.
"Severus if you and Harry will step forward please," Dumbledore made a shooing motion to the rest of the professors and they moved into position around the couple.
"Severus I think you know the vows. Harry you'll repeat them after Severus."
Severus cleared his throat.
"I Severus Edmund Snape do take Harry James Potter as my lawful husband under the laws of both magic and wizards. I do so freely and without duress and will to the best of my ability love, protect and care for Harry until death.
Harry glanced at Severus and drew a deep breath.
I Harry James Potter do take Severus Edmund Snape as my lawful husband under the laws of both magic and wizards. I do so freely and without duress and will to the best of my ability love, protect and care for Severus until death.
Both men looked at Dumbledore as he then reached for the ribbon from Professor Flitwick.
Dumbledore drew out his wand and began to intone a magical spell. The hairs on Harry's arms started to rise in reaction to the power being raised by the will and the words. At times like this he belatedly remembered that Dumbledore was probably the most powerful wizard in the land with the exception of Voldemort.
Snape turned his head and looked at Harry.//You feel it too boy? That's not an ordinary marriage charm he's chanting for us.//
Dumbledore finished and began to tie Severus and Harry's arms together in an intricate binding done with the ribbon.
Again Dumbledore began a slow chant, too soft to be heard clearly. After a few minutes he stopped and then touched his wand to the ribbon binding Harry and Severus together. It proceeded to dissolve in multicolored sparks which spread throughout the crowd drawing oohs and ahhs of appreciation.
Dumbledore now addressed the gathering again.
"It is my pleasure to welcome the newly bonded Potter-Snapes," he said with a wide smile.
Ron hissed into Hermione's ear. "Why does Snape's name come last huh? Why not Harry's?"
"Oh do shut up Ron," Hermione said with a sniffle.

Snape's Quarters
It was almost three and and Harry was stumbling over his own feet he was so tired. Snape had let him use the bathroom first to change into his nightclothes. He didn't even feel nervous even though he felt he ought.
This was the first time he would spend the night with his husband. He'd never been with *anyone* before male or female. He wondered if he should bring that up. Best not unless he was asked. //No pressure. Severus said so. We can take this at our own pace.//
When he left the bathroom he saw his husband was already in the king-sized bed with the dark canopy. Severus was wearing a black nightshirt. //He looks so handsome.//
"I won't bite boy. Come to bed. We're both tired."//I won't have you afraid of me. I feel this ridiculous urge to comfort you. *humph * must be the spell.//
Harry jumped quickly under the covers and scooted as far away to his own side as possible.
"Harry."
"What?"
"You'll fall out of bed if hang off the edge like that. Don't be a fool boy I'm not going to hurt you."
"I didn't think you were."
"Good."
Suddenly Harry felt wide-awake. He started to slip out of bed again.
"Where are you going?"
"To read. I don't feel the least bit sleepy, I'll just go into the sitting room. I'll be very quiet I promise..." Harry started to babble.
A lean muscular arm reached out and grabbed him by the waist hauling him back into bed.
"Harry," Severus began.
"Yes sir?"
"Go to sleep you foolish boy. We have a long day ahead of us tomorrow. We'll have to go to Diagon Alley to the Ministry building to fill out some additional forms on our bonding."
"Then...we'll be a family after that?"
"We're a family now Harry," Snape hesitated but then decided to put all his cards on the table.
"Harry, I know we didn't start off on the best foot possible but we can make a go of this you know."
Harry looked up at Severus and realized this was what he had wanted. Someone to be there for him, to talk to him, to care for him and to allow Harry to give that love and care back.
He smiled. "Severus, you've always said I was more lucky than talented. Well maybe that luck has brought us together. I'd like to think that I could make you happy," he said quietly. "I know I'll try."
"Good enough." Severus tightened his arms around Harry and pulled the boy to him. He started to gently kiss him but the kiss soon turned passionate.
Harry felt Severus' tongue enticing him, arousing him.
Harry started to climb on top of Severus but accidentally ended up kneeing him in the groin.
"GAWDS!" squawked Snape.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, did I hurt you?" little rifts of laughter started to escape Harry.
"You find that *funny* do you," growled Snape with his best death-glare.
A snicker escaped Harry. "I'll solemnly promise I'll make it up to you."
"You'd better. You're a lot of trouble you know."
"I know," Harry said with a jaw-cracking yawn.
Severus kissed him once more on the forehead and Harry snuggled down into his arms.
"Sleep Harry. We'll worry about tomorrow when it comes."
As Harry's breathing evened out into sleep, Snape stared into the darkness. The dark mark on his arm had begun to burn. //Just a little reminder from Voldemort that all is not forgiven and forgotten.//
Severus felt comforted by the warm body lying in his arms. How long had it been since he'd had a lover, someone of consequence to him? Not since his days with Lucius, and look at how badly that had turned out. Well he'd do everything in his power to make sure that he and Harry survived the many enemies who surrounded them. Albus would help to be sure, but as with everything else in his life it would come down to his ability to survive and Slytherins, if nothing else were taught that from the cradle.
He looked at the beautiful boy who had entrusted his mind and heart to him. Harry's tousled dark hair fell over the scar on his forehead and without his glasses he looked so young. Despite everything he'd been through, his innocence had yet to be stripped from him. It was up to Severus to make sure it never was.
With another gentle kiss to the sleeping boy, Severus too slipped into sleep. His heart lightened by the knowledge that no matter how dark a road they both had to go down, they'd be together.
TBC
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