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I'm A Slave for You	By : BlackGargie Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > General Views: 26597 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A/N: Well now, how would the Old Married Couple of Hogwarts
help Albus and Sev in this
predicament? Just sit back, fasten your seatbelts and enjoy the ride if you wanna know more.

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I�M A SLAVE FOR YOU

�� Severus? Severus Snape?�

�� Albus
made a fire-call first thing in the early morning dawn. He had just finished
the last of his paperwork and was about to retire when Pig flew in and landed
headlong onto the table. As expected, it scared the socks out of Fawkes and
startled the sleep out of the old man, but he soon calmed down when he saw that
the owl was carrying a letter for him. The envelope was sealed with wax but
there was no crest on it to indicate who it came to, and when he opened the
letter and read it, there was something familiar about the handwriting but he
couldn�t seem to pinpoint whose it belong to. At first he suspected the
handwriting altering spell, but when he read the content of the letter, all
that was not important.

�� Yes?� Severus poked
through grumpily. He had spent the whole sleepless night pacing to and fro the
office trying to figure out how to get his little pet back and from harm�s way
and he wasn�t really in a good mood at the moment.

�� Come to my office for a
while. There is something important we need to discuss.�

�� Alright. I�ll be right
there,� Severus sighed. Moments later, he was up in the office. �What is it, Albus? I�m not in a mood for petty discussions at the
moment.�

�� I doubt you find this
petty,� Albus said as he handed the letter to
Severus. Severus took it and read it, which said:

Dear Sir,

It has come to my attention that the slave in your
care has been mistreated by another. We, as concerned citizens, cannot stand by
and watch such injustice be done, even to a slave.

We would like to suggest a plan, if you are
willing to partake in it. You could release him from slavery and adopt him as
your son. That way he would not be able to be harmed.

Sincerely yours,

Concerned Citizens

�� It is a strange notion,
but it seemed like a good idea,� Albus commented on
the letter content. �I wonder who sent this though.�

�� Do you really think
this could work?� Severus asked. The handwriting may seem different, but
experience taught the professor that the writing style and the nature of the
tone could possibly indicate it belonged to Hermione, since he had her as his
students for 5 years now and seen her work. But then again, he could be wrong.

�� Most
possible. Not by a long shot, since there have to be a lot of legalities
to face, but overall I think it could work.�

�� But there have never
been any cases of slaves being freed ever since they started the slavery
business. Even my previous slaves, when I find no use of them, were returned
back to the business, and I never knew what happens to them after that. No one
has ever heard of freeing a slave before, let alone adopt one.�

�� Well, anything is worth a shot at
this point. Maybe we may be the first to do so. That is, if you do not mind me
adopting Harry, of course.�

�� I would trust no one else to look
after my pet, and I have always viewed you as family. But what does that mean
about me and Harry?�

�� I�m not sure, I�m afraid. I suppose
your status would be just ex-master and ex-slave. If he were to be freed from
slavery, whatever he had done with you in the past may probably be considered
null, as if he had never been your slave at all, but whatever you or others may
try to do might be considered pedophile by law. I might officially be his
adopted grandfather, of course, and his status as my grandson would probably
protect him from any attempts of pursuit by others, but I�m not sure what that
leads you.�

�� So I would not be allowed to be
with him at all?�

�� I wouldn�t say that. You have my
full consent as to dating Harry like a normal couple should, but Harry is below the mature age to date. I can
make it as a pretense that you�re babysitting Harry for me, but judging by your
past history with the boy, I suggest you do your
�private� things...well, privately.�

�� I have never done anything with him
in the public eye. I give my word that it will be private and secretive.�

�� Good. Then we will wait until the
semester break is up for the O.W.L. students� revision benefits. You will take
me to the person dealing with the slave trade business so that we could talk
matters with the manager.�

�� Why me? I
am nothing to Harry now, in the public eye.�

�� Well, technically you were the one
who bought Harry and that you putting him under my care was
a punishment sentence. Even though you passed ownership to me, unless you
actually write up and sign an official business contract stating I am Harry�s
master, they probably still state that you as the buyer in the business records,
so probably they�d rather do dealings with you than with me.�

�� Very well then, I will go. How do
we explain this to Harry? All he has known is Masters and Slaves.�

�� I doubt he�ll be able to handle it
if it came from me. But for you, you�ll know when that happens. You�ve survived
many trials in your life; you will get through this one. Harry is a smart boy
and he trusts you more. He�ll understand if you tell him.�

�� I hope so. I don�t want him to
think that he is not wanted nor needed any more.�

�� He won�t. He loves you very, very
much. Remember that.�

�� Severus nodded, then
asked, �When should I speak to him?�

�� It�s best if you speak to him
before,� Albus scanned through the calendar before
continuing, �the semester break. Who knows the business would require him to
sign some papers to be released. I suggest you consult someone who knows the
ins and outs of the business and how the procedure goes first before talking to
him. You do know someone, don�t you?�

�� Not really,� Severus shrugged, �but
I can find out.�

�� Well, you can always ask a fellow
slave. Who else close to you owns a slave from the business?�

�� Draco does,� Severus replied,
remembering the half-werewolf he had spoken to when Harry was still in his
care, �but it was a gift from his father and I refuse to talk to that man.�

�� Well no one said anything about
talking to Lucius,� Albus
gave him a knowing grin, trying to hint him on something. When Severus raised
an eyebrow, seemingly not getting the picture, he hinted again, �Draco is your
student, is he not?�

�� Yes, he is,� Severus said casually,
then quickly got the hint. �You mean I should talk to
him?�

�� Albus
nodded in reply. Severus smiled slightly before making his way to his next
class.

�� For the first time since he started
working in Hogwarts, he was actually looking forward to teaching today.

--:--

�� Draco stayed back after Potions
Class was over, waiting for everyone to leave except him and Severus. During
class, Draco had noticed that his godfather cast him quick glances every other
minute. It may not be noticeable to others, but it was a bond both Draco and
Severus shared after years of being a part of a family, and that body language
was a signal for him that his godfather wished to talk to something with him in
private.

�� As soon as they were alone (and
after dismissing his goons), Draco came up to Severus� desk.

�� You wanted to see me, Uncle Sev?�

�� Yes, Draco,� Severus nodded. �I
need to ask you for a favour.�

�� Anything, Uncle Sev,�
Draco replied eagerly. �Anything to make me feel better about
your�well, situation.�

�� I need to you to talk to Remus about the slave business. I need to know how the
procedure for freeing a slave goes.�

�� Draco widened his eyes in shock,
�You�You mean you want to free Harry from slavery?�

�� Yes,� Severus nodded.

�� But�But no one has ever freed a
slave before! Not even Father has! Whenever he got tired of a sex slave he
would just make calls to the business to take them away or personally send the
slave back to the manager to hand-pick another one or wait for another invite to
one of their auctions! No one in history has ever done this before.�

�� It is the least I can do to keep
Harry from any other prying hands since I have lost him to Dumbledore. Besides Harry deserves it. There is no other way.�

�� Well, alright,� Draco replied,
seeing that his godfather had already made up his mind. �I�ll talk to him once
I get home. I�ll tell you as soon as I know everything.�

�� Thank you, Draco. I appreciate it.�

�� Anything for the favourite family member,� Draco said, smiling warmly.

�� Thus, by the end of the day, the
young blonde quickly made it back home to relay the questions to his beloved
slave. After dumping his bag and robes in his room, he went to find the
half-werewolf. He soon found him at the stables helping the stable boy to tend
to the horses. Remus, at upon seeing him, flashed him
a welcoming smile.

�� Welcome home, Young Master.�

�� Remus, I need
to talk to you, right now.�

�� OK,� Remus
replied, rather surprised at the urgency in Draco�s tone of voice. He excused
himself from the stables and came to him. Draco took his hand and walked him
back to the room. Once they were inside, Remus
quickly knelt at Draco�s eye level and asked, �Are you alright, Drake?�

�� I�m fine. I want to ask you about
the business.�

�� What about it?� Remus,
relieved that it was not something of life and death, got up to help Draco pick
up the bag and the robes he dumped carelessly on the floor.

�� How would you go about getting a
slave freed? Do you know about it?�

�� Remus hesitated
in his tracks for a moment and said in a low, dour tone, �You don�t wanna free me.�

�� Well, I wasn�t talking about you,
really, although the thought of freeing you comes in mind once in a while. I
was talking about Harry. Uncle Sev wants to free him,
and he asked me to ask you about the procedures.�

�� You don�t wanna
have Master Snape free him either, seriously,� Remus� tone continued to be low and dour, not looking
directly at his Young Master.

�� Why?� Draco asked, feeling rather
odd at Remus� sudden change of mood.

�� The business won�t just �free�
someone. They have a policy that every slave is a bread winner. If they were gonna give away their prized bread winner, they would have
to make it hard for the masters to do so. Why do you think those slaves are
still there even though the master can afford to free them with all the money
they have?�

�� But Harry needs it, Remy,� Draco
shrugged, not sure why his love was making a fuss about such a trivial manner. �Uncle
Sev wants to make sure that Harry would never be
touched by anyone else again. It�s for Harry�s own good.�

�� I know, but trust me, when I tell
you about how they go about this business, Master Snape
would think twice about freeing Harry.�

�� Why?�

�� Because usually when a master wants
to free a slave, they won�t just accept money. They can get that through normal
auctions. And besides, they know their clients are damn rich enough to afford
monetary means to free a slave. No, they would set a price even higher than
money. Something much, much more valuable and many have backed away as soon as
they named their terms.�

�� Stop beating around the bush, Remus Lupin.�

�� Well, they would ask the masters to
pay them in rare items, like a dragon�s egg or some sort of forbidden items or
collectibles only sold in the black market. But they don�t want it bought from
some cheap place. They know they have the money for it. They want it freshly
taken from the source first-hand and delivered in person. So let's say they
want a lock of a Scottish giantess� hair to free Harry, Master Snape has to really get one from the giantess personally.�

�� Oh�well�� Draco scratched his chin
nervously. �That does sound not only hard but extremely dangerous.�

�� That�s right. And that�s not all. Even
if some of those daredevils who actually manage to meet their terms, they will
make some sort of excuse to delay delivering the freed slave to them, sometimes
even kill the slave and made it like they died of natural causes or suicide. Even
if they had no excuses not to free the slave, they will find some loophole or
some sort of technicality that will force the master to return the slave back
to them, and that everything they had done regarding the freeing procedure
would be either covered up from the public eye or never mentioned at all, and
the sad failure tales the masters tell to their friends would discourage others
to even think of attempting to free their slaves. That�s the reason why masters
now are just willing to buy, use them until they get bored and return them back
to the business to retrieve their deposits and the slave will be sold to
another master.

�� I have seen a few cases where my
fellow colleagues were in high hopes being freed by their kind masters�which are
very rare�only to be disappointed because of either them backing away as soon
as they hear the terms given by the manager or died trying to get the things
the manager wants or being torn apart from their masters and their freedom by
the loopholes the manager managed to dig up. It�s a terrible cycle we have to
go through. Why do you think none of those slaves were ever free and never once
have you heard a master�s triumphant effort to free a slave or a slave�s
touching story of being freed by a compassionate master?�

�� I�I didn�t know�I�m so sorry��
Draco felt his heart clenched at the thought of all those slaves bearing happy,
blissful faces thinking that they would finally be free from the clutches of
sex-selling and slavery, then forced to be slapped hard on the face, waking up with
the dire reality of the situation.

�� Although I suppose that even if you
tell this to Master Snape, he would never budge from
it. I can tell from the way he met Harry�s every whim and fancy,� Remus smiled wryly, with Draco nodding in agreement. �You
think Master Snape would take up the challenge?�

�� I think Uncle Sev
would do anything for Harry. If Harry were to fall into the pits of Hell, he
would jump after him to save him. That�s how much he loves the little tyke.�

�� I�m sure he will, but I just fear
for his life. He�s too willing to throw it away for Har.
Har would be the one left off hurting.�

�� True, but maybe it wouldn�t happen
that way. Even if our Divination teacher Prof. Trelawney predicts a million
possibilities of bloodshed, we may never exactly know what the future holds.�

�� I hope so.�

�� So then I would have to go through
all that to free you?�

�� Pretty much that,� Remus replied, then put his hands on Draco�s shoulders and
continued sternly, �But I won�t let you do that. I can�t let you risk your life
for me. It�s not worth it. I�m fine as it is right here.�

�� But if you were free, you would
never have to do what anyone told you to do.�

�� True, but it would mean you will no
longer be my master. I am my own person. I live to serve you. Who will I go to
when I�m free? Who will look after you then?�

�� We could still be together, just
different,� Draco said in a matter-of-fact way.

�� I�m not sure I could get used to it
though�I live to serve�� Remus was still hesitant
about the idea of being free. After all, he had been trained to obey and serve
since he was a child.

�� I just don�t want you to be public property,�
Draco pouted, gripping Remus� sleeve possessively. �I
want you to be all mine.�

�� Remus smiled
at Draco�s pouty look and reached over to hug him, �I
know, Drake, I know. But even if you manage to free me, I doubt Master would
allow us to be together. He still views me as a low-life, and having his son
dating an ex-slave�a half werewolf for the matter of the fact�is definitely not
his cup of tea.�

�� Father can just fuck off. I don�t
care about him. He�hasn�t ordered you into his bed, has he?�

�� Of course not.
I steer clear away from him. Besides, I heard Master Sirius Black is giving
away his slave and your father is willing to buy it off him.�

�� Good,� Draco smiled in relief and
hugged him even tighter, remembering that Sirius had a habit of keeping
numerous slaves, both male and female, to satiate him and his family�s impossible
sex drive. �You are all mine.�

�� I belong only to you, Drake. I
promise you.�

�� Show me.�

�� Eh?� Remus
was caught by surprise at that request.

�� Show me whom you belong to,� the boy
whispered seductively.

�� Remus blushed a little. Trust a teenager to have such raging
libido even though he was close to exams. Probably it could do him some good to
entertain that libido of his; the boy had been rather stressed out these days,
since Master Malfoy pressuring him to ace in O.W.L.
forced him to remain abstinent for a considerable number of weeks. During the
first few days of the first week of abstinence, Remus
was made to sleep on the floor so as not to let his Young Master fall into
temptation, and then the latter days of those weeks, the boy decided to completely
keep himself from succumbing into mad, hot passionate bedding by bunking in at the
Slytherin dorm on a vacant bed studying his head off
until today when Severus asked him to go home to ask Remus
what he wanted to know. Judging by the tone of the whisper, if Draco had any
self-control left, he would only be too willing to throw it out of the window
and jump on him there and then. He knew just what to do to relieve the stress,
preferably the one between the boy�s legs.

�� Your wish is my command, Young
Master.�

�� With that, Remus
began to doing a little strip tease for Draco, while the boy smiled and sat on
the bed to watch the show. The half-werewolf slowly removed his top,
unbuttoning his shirt one by one while gazing seductively at Draco, his hands
occasionally reach down to run his hand along his own groin erotically to
arouse his Young Master. Draco grabbed a random palm-sized plushie
and threw it at the offending hand.

�� I didn�t say you could touch
yourself, wolf.�

�� Remus chuckled
and pulled away, not the least bit offended by Draco calling him �wolf�. Normally
he would be a little upset whenever anyone called him that name, reminding him
of his damned lineage, but unlike the hired help who called him out of spite, the
way Draco called him that was endearing and gentle, like a master would to a dear
pet, thus he allowed only his Young Master to call him that while flashing a
wild canine glare at anyone else who called him that. He slowly found himself undoing
the buttons of his pants and taking them off smoothly as he danced erotically,
slowly swaying his hips left and right as he ran his hands all over his own
body, while the young boy bit his lips and moved his hand over his tented
pants, slowly rubbing his reacting arousal as he watched this exotic display. The
older man then moved deliberately slow to remove his underwear, his seductive
gaze never leaving Draco�s eyes as his usual light-brown orbs glowed a
magnificent golden, releasing its feral aura.

�� Fuck�� Draco breathed, his hand
pressing more against his crotch and his heart pounding at the unadulterated
and untamed wildness that was setting off jolts of pleasure within his young
body.

�� Remus finally
took off everything, but turned his back and continues his seductive dance, not
wanting to show him his manhood on purpose. Draco growled in frustration at the
denied view and pulled himself out of his pants, stroking slowly as Remus continued not to face him, still dancing away and
swaying his well-toned ass at him erotically. Finally Draco had enough
stimulation and arousal from the half werewolf. The testosterone
between his legs were begging for release.

�� Remy, get over here,� Draco barked
his order. Remus turned his head to smile naughtily
at Draco, not stopping his administration of eroticism.

�� Make me.�

�� Draco stood up and stomped towards Remus, grabbing a handful of the half werewolf�s hair at
the nape to turn him around, crushing their lips together. Remus
kissed him back just as hungrily, fighting for tongue-dominance in which he
lost soon enough. Draco reached up to pinch a nipple, rubbing it between his
fingers until it was a hard nub, making the older man�s breath hitch at the
feeling but not stopping him from kissing. Finally, Draco broke off, leaving a
string of saliva between them and backed away a little.

�� Down on your knees.�

�� Yes, Young Master,� Remus said as he did as he was told.

�� Suck me.�

�� Remus obeyed,
sucking lightly at the head of the cock, his tongue occasionally playing with
the slit.

�� I said suck not tease,�
Draco growled, a little frustrated that his wolf was bent on playing torture
games with him.

�� Remus grinned
and started sucking long and hard onto Draco�s cock, bobbing in and out as he
clench and unclench his lips over the length lightly. The boy moaned, his legs
going wobbly.

�� So good, wolf.�

�� Remus then
dived in and deep-throated him, his head of the cock banging against the back
of his throat. Draco moaned even louder as he could feel the sensitive tip of
his shaft hitting against the smooth flesh behind amidst the lovely wet warmth.

�� Mmm, I
want to come down your throat. Can I�?�

�� Remus muffled
in agreement, the vibration of his voice sending chilling spines up and down
the boy�s spine as he continued to deep-throat him. Draco soon started to
thrust his hips into Remus� mouth. Glad that he
lacked the gag reflex after years of training, Remus
continued to suck and lick him while Draco fucked his mouth.

�� I�m coming, Remus��
Draco moaned, the pit of his stomach giving off the familiar tightening. �Oh�Oh�OH
GODS�!!!�

�� At Draco�s yell of completion, he
came, thrusting deep into Remus� mouth, some of his
cum showering directly down his throat. Remus swallowed
every drop, holding Draco�s hips in place, sucking harder to milk out any of
them left. Draco was shaking, his legs giving out on him and would�ve collapsed
to the carpeted floor if it weren�t for Remus�
stronghold on his hips. After taking everything in, Remus
pulled out with a pop and put Draco back onto the bed.

�� Well, that went pretty well,� Remus said as he wiped off any drool or excess cum from his
mouth and licked his hand clean.

�� I didn�t hurt you, did I? I was a
bit rough.� Draco asked timidly, feeling ashamed about what he had just did out
of the blue, now that his head was clearing.

�� No, no, no. I�m fine with it,� Remus assured him as he kissed his forehead. �I�ve been
through worse. You are still as gentle as you�ve always been.�

�� I was too forceful,� Draco
insisted, covering his face with his hands. �I know I was.�

�� You were fine, Drake. I like this
aggressive side of you. In fact, I think �he� likes it too,� Remus replied as he removed the boy�s hands from his face
and pointed at his still hard cock.

�� Do you�want me to�?� Draco saw the
size of the length and blushed.

�� If you want to,� Remus replied with a grin, �or you want me to do something
else with it?�

�� I suppose you have earned it,� Draco
smiled as he reached over, stroking him lightly before rolling over, sticking
his still clothed bum out.

�� You sure you want this? I�m not
doing it unless you want it as well.�

�� Oh, I want it, Remy. I need it. You
have no idea how it feels to masturbate and fuck yourself with your finger
alone in a dark dorm with tons of snoring people around you and only a
Silencing Charm around your canopy bed to protect you from possible voyeurism.�

�� Alright. You
asked for it, thus you shall receive it,� Remus
chuckled as he started removing Draco�s pants, keeping his shirt on, tracing
his tongue along the butt-cheek.

�� You tease too much,� Draco gasped
at the feeling of Remus� warm and wet tongue along
his ass.

�� It�s nice to see your reaction when
I do that,� Remus grinned as he prepared him by licking
his hole and tongue-fucking him.

�� Fuck�!� Draco groaned, gripping the
sheets tight.

�� Taking off the rest of Draco�s
clothes, the half-werewolf stuck his tongue all the way in, wriggling against
the muscles within. Draco twitched and whined in protest, the familiar feeling
in the pit of his stomach starting to crawl all the way down to his newly
awakened erection.

�� Enough, Remy,� Draco begged. �At
this rate, I will come before you.�

�� Remus wiped
the drool off his mouth as he released his oral hold on Draco and quickly
thrust into the wet hole with one swift entry, earning a loud approval from the
boy whose head fell forward in ecstasy. He started slamming into him, his hips
slapping against Draco�s ass loudly, echoing throughout the room.

�� Yes, harder, Remus,
harder�!� Draco moaned, gripping the sheets tighter to keep from flying
forward.

�� Remus hit
him even harder, holding onto Draco�s hips tightly and pushes him in and out
his cock aligned with his thrusts. Draco couldn�t help but slide up the bed
slightly as Remus found the prostate after a few
shifts in angles and assaulted with his borrowed superhuman strength, making
sure that he did not use too much lest he would turn without warning. Hearing his
Young Master begging for more, Remus turned Draco
around until the boy was lying on his back and pushes his hips higher just the
way he liked it. He piston in and out with his superhuman strength and rammed
into him, literally bashing his cock against the boy�s prostate, letting out
beast-like groans in the process.

�� Yes! Yes! Yes!� Draco reached to
stroke his cock hard, doubling the pleasure both front and back as he was
ravished through and through by the half-werewolf.

�� I�m�I�m going to come soon�� Remus groaned, his voice sounding almost like a wolf.

�� Yes�Yes, anything you want�!�

�� Fuck�Fuck�FUCK�!!!�
Remus kept thrusting until he released everything he�s
got into Draco. Seeing that Draco was still stroking himself, Remus wrapped his hand around his to help him out while he
tried to settle down his own orgasmic tremors. A moment later, Draco came as
well, string upon string of white liquid squirting all over both of them. After
arching his back impossibly high to ride out the tremors, the boy fell back
onto the bed, panting with his eyes closed. Remus pulled
out and laid beside Draco, panting as well.

�� Sorry I came first, Drake��

�� I�� Draco was still breathless. �I
don�t blame you�It�s been so long�At least I�came twice��

�� It has been a while since you came
that much,� Remus grinned, then
reached over to clean them up with Draco�s discarded clothes before pulling the
covers over him and kissing his forehead, �Now take a nap. I�ll wake you when
dinner�s ready. I take it you won�t be going back to your school dorm tonight?�

�� Draco glared at him, hating to be
told what to do. But truthfully he did need his rest. It had been so long since
he actually slept on his lovely satin sheets in his own covers in the nude and
in his own personal environment. The smell of moth balls, dust bunnies and old
wood was not good for his health, even though they say that it was the best
school bed a Slytherin could ever have. There was no
way he was going back to that dingy old dorm tonight after experiencing the
time of his life with his wonderful lover. Nodding as reply, he lay back down
and closed his eyes, slowly but surely succumbing to the drowsy effects of the
afterglow.

�� As Remus
dressed himself in new clean clothes and picked up their soiled ones to be
washed, he sighed inwardly at the thought of Harry having to possibly go
through what his previous colleagues did in their eternal hope of spreading their
wings into the vast world of a possible bright future, only to be crushed and
torn off the wings into a bloody mess on the floor filled with despair and
devastation.

�� Master Snape,
I do hope you know what you�re doing.�

A/N: I hope Severus does too. Don�t
you, guys? Well then, reviews plz!
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