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Altered Minds COMPLETE	By : Suziesu74 Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Snape Views: 31796 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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The room felt cool on Harry’s heated skin, the breeze from an open window caressed him as if the air was alive and aroused by his presence. A shudder ran down his spine, excitement and trepidation at what would happen next made Harry’s heart race. Thudding loudly in his chest, he surveyed his surroundings. A dungeon type room filled his vision, various objects hung from the wall, paddles and floggers, each more wicked looking than the last.

“Who do you belong to?” Voldemort’s hissing voice echoed through the silent room, Harry felt the hairs on the back on his neck stand on end. His eyes following the red eyed man’s line of sight, Lucius was hanging from the wall with shiny silver manacles, every twitch of his muscles set of a twisted melody of clinking from the chains. Grey, brimming eyes lifted to met Voldemort’s malicious gaze, Lucius’ bottom lip trembled as he answered, his voice shaking.

“You, my Lord, I belong to you!”

The grin that spread across the snakelike features of the Voldemort that Harry would come to know, made Harry feel physically sick. The thoughts and images of what Voldemort might put Lucius through flashed through Harry’s panicking mind. The black leather cock ring was shiny in the torchlight, Lucius’ cock was purple and engorged, it was evident to Harry that he had been wearing it for a while. Voldemort traced a finger along the smooth heated skin on the shaft, a leering smile on his face. Unable to stop himself, Harry moved closer to the bound blond, the scent of sex permeating the air and seeping into Harry’s blood. His pulse racing and his mouth dry, wishing he could feel the smooth skin of Lucius’ body.

“Don’t forget my pet, every part of you is mine!” Voldemort hissed and crushed his lips against Lucius’, the blond moaned into the kiss, Harry was horrified to see that his cock even bound was dripping with excitement.

He’s enjoying this!

“Shall I spread that pretty hole open with my cock,” Voldemort licked his lips, leaving a trail of saliva across the trembling blonds’ mouth, “Or should I call Severus to fuck you?”

Lucius’ eyes lit up at the mention of the potion master and Voldemort laughed, a high nasty sound that made Lucius lower his eyes with fear. Roughly gripping the blonds’ chin, Voldemort lifted his avoiding eyes to meet his amused gaze. Harry stunned at the realization that Lucius was obviously interested in Severus.

“Oh, you like that wouldn’t you?” a soft kiss placed on Lucius’ mouth belied the annoyance in Voldemort’s tone, “Do you prefer Severus’ thick cock opening you up like the good little whore you are!”

“No, my lord!” Lucius shook his head frantically, his tone placating and simpering. Voldemort reached down and wrapped his fingers around the dripping tip of Lucius’ cock, pulling the foreskin back to reveal the pink drooling slit, gathering the fluid on his fingertip. Harry subconsciously licked his lips at the sight of the pre-come shining on Voldemort’s finger, moaning when he lifted it up to paint it across Lucius’ lips. The blonds’ tongue peeping out to lap at the essence adorning his mouth. His tiny whimpers of pleasure becoming a scream of pain as Voldemort produced a clip and attached it to the pulled forward foreskin, the teeth of the metal biting into the tender flesh.

“SEVERUS!” Voldemort’s voice was shrill and angry as he called for the potion master. Older, his face lined with contempt, the dark haired man entered the room, his eyes giving away no emotion at the sight of the weeping Lucius.

“You called my Lord.” his voice deep and rich, Harry could barely suppress the shudder that ran down his spine at the rich baritone.

“It would appear that Lucius has a soft spot for you,” his tone was filled with teasing, Severus’ face remained blank, “How do you feel about that, my dear loyal Severus.”

“I have no opinion about the matter, my lord” Lucius’ eyes looked pained at the man’s dismissal, Harry watched with avid eyes at the scene that was unfolding in front of him. Voldemort smiled and Harry’s skin crawled at the evil lurking in the seemingly innocent grin.

“So he means nothing to you?” he traced a finger down Lucius’ chest, the blond looked close to tears, Harry beginning to realize that it wasn’t because of the pain but because of Severus denying him.

“No, my lord,” Severus gave Lucius a look of contempt, “He is merely a play thing!” he spat the last words with disdain and Lucius began to weep, Harry’s heart filled with conflicting emotions.

“Good, you may leave.” Voldemort’s happy tone echoed in the room, Severus appeared surprised for a brief moment. Clearing his throat, his tone bored as he asked.

“You do not require me to stay?” Harry noticed a flicker of another emotion on Severus’ face, his dark hair obscuring it from Voldemort’s vision, his heart raced at the meaning behind the look.

He cares about Lucius!

“ Actually you can stay and watch, I’m going to fuck the little whore and show him whom he belongs to!” a sly look spread across his face, his eyes narrowed with desire, lifting his hand to shoo Severus from his vision. The potion master casting one last look at the weeping blond, unable to catch his eyes. Lowering his face as he walked towards the corner of the room, Harry’s heart sinking at the sight of the normally stoic man’s misery.

“Oh Severus,” Voldemort called, Severus turned to look at him, his face schooled with its usual sneer, “If you’re a good boy I’ll let you have him when I’m finished.” Voldemort’s laugh was sneering and spiteful, Severus offered him a brief smile and nodded his head.

“I look forward to it, my lord.” he bowed and retreated to the corner.

Voldemort turned to Lucius, flinging his robe to reveal his thin snake skinned body. Harry gagged at the sight of his hard and long erection, Voldemort reached down to stroke his cock and spread the pre-come that leaked from the tip. Approaching Lucius with a smile on his face, the blond looked up to met his eyes and did not flinch.

“Relax, my dear Lucius, remember how good it used to be,” He grabbed the blonds’ legs, lifting them up to expose the pucker, “It can be good again, if you let me.” his actions belying his words as he roughly slammed himself inside the screaming blond. Harry flinched at the treatment, his cock on the other hand firmed to hardness at the grunts of pain spilling from the arrogant blond. His grey eyes flickering towards the potion master in the corner, his eyes unreadable as he watched.

“Did you think I would let you choose him over me!” Voldemort thrust hard into the quivering and whimpering man. Fascinated, Harry could not tear his eyes away from the sight of Voldemort’s shaft piercing into the tight ring of muscle, the hole grasping as he pulled out only to stretch to allow his re-entry.

“Say it!” Voldemort shouted, leaning forward to bite Lucius’ mouth, the delicate flesh of his lips torn and bleeding. Grey eyes filled with tears looked at him with despair, his words defeated and timid.

“I’m yours, only yours and no one else’s!”

Voldemort seemed pleased with his words, reaching down to rub the angry looking skin on Lucius’ foreskin, the clip still biting into it. The blond keened at the sensation, Voldemort kissed him, lapping noisily at the blood dripping from his split lip. Voldemort turned his head, a look of triumph on his face, Severus stood perfectly still and said nothing.

“Good boy, never forget it.” he thrust hard and fast, his grunts of pleasure having a strange effect on Harry. Unaware that he was even doing it, he had reached down and unzipped his trousers. Shocked at himself when he realized that his cock was straining to escape into the open air, fingers brushed over the cloth covered shaft and he moaned. Voldemort’s hips snapping back and forth, Lucius moaning with him now, the smell of sex filling the room. Harry sighed as he freed his cock, the tip already wet with fluid, his fingers trembling with need as he stroked them over the heated shaft.

“My Lord!” Lucius shouted, his voice filled with desire, Harry looked at him and noticed that his face was turned away and his eyes were closed. The look on his face indicating to him that Lucius was thinking of someone else, luckily Voldemort was so intent on his own pleasure that he had not noticed. A loud hiss and Voldemort grabbed Lucius by the throat, the blonds’ eyes flying open and a gurgling gasp echoed in the room. Harry held his breath along with the gasping blond, the grip on his tender throat looking impossibly tight. The need for air beginning to hurt Harry’s lungs but finding himself unable to take a breath as if he was choking alongside Lucius. Voldemort thrust twice and stilled, hips making small jerks and spilling his climax inside the grunting Lucius, his face red and eyes watering.

The lack of oxygen made Harry’s head spin, his fingers still stroking his quivering cock, Lucius let out a strange rasp , his eyes fluttered shut and he slumped forward, unconscious. Taking a huge breath, Harry screamed his orgasm, the climax hitting him like a sledgehammer, his balls erupting onto the stone floor. His screams tapering off into husky whimpers, the rush of the oxygen returning to his brain made him stagger and stumble to the floor. Watching as Voldemort pulled from the blond, his come spilling from Lucius’ abused entrance and dripping down his thighs. Smiling to himself ,his voice joyful and filled with a spiteful edge as he called for Severus. The potion master walked into the centre of the room, making no comment at the scene in front of him. Harry even in his climax induced haze could see a flicker of concern.

“He’s all yours,” Voldemort laughed and sat on a high backed leather chair, not bothering to dress himself. Severus looked at him with disbelief, Voldemort gestured to the blond again.

“Fuck him, it will amuse me.” Severus said nothing, slowly reaching up to remove his clothes, folding the items as he removed them. Voldemort shaking his head with mirth at the man’s methodical ways, Severus reached for his wand, pointing at the still unconscious man.

“No!” Severus turned to look at the smiling man, “Fuck him with my come still filling him!” Harry gasped at the words, the implication clear, Voldemort was asserting his control over them. Naked, Severus walked towards Lucius, Harry moved so he could watch his face, a tender look filled his eyes. Lifting Lucius’ legs up but resting them on his hips, Severus slid his half hard cock inside the slumped man.

“Fuck him harder!” Voldemort barked, Severus bit his lip but complied, his thrusts making a wet noise as Voldemort’s seed slicked the way. Severus groaned as Lucius began to awaken, struggling at the feel of someone fucking him hard. His struggles halted when he opened his eyes and met the potion master’s dark eyes.

“Severus.” he whispered, his voice filled with relief, Severus offered him a very brief smile. His thrusts still hard, the blond gasping in pain at the clip still attached to the end of his cock.

“Flick the clip!” Voldemort order, the glee in his voice filling Harry with rage.

Closing his eyes for a moment at the order, Severus reached down, Lucius met his eyes and Harry saw the silent permission in the grey eyes. Flicking the clip hard and fast, Lucius bucked up and screamed.

“Again!” Severus repeated the action, all the while maintaining his punishing thrusts, tear streaming from Lucius’ grey eyes.

“Slap him!” Harry glared at the vicious man, his intentions twisted and sick. Severus slapped Lucius, the sound hard and the red mark gracing the blonds’ cheek was vivid compared to his pale skin.

“Harder!” the solid thud of Severus’ fist against Lucius’ cheek reverberated in the dungeon. The blonds’ already split lips spilling blood freely, his teeth stained with the berry red blood.

“Fuck him, make him scream!”

Severus’ grunts of exertion fuelling Voldemort’s twisted pleasure, his thrusts now alternated with hard flick to the clip at the end of his cock. Lucius moaned almost constantly, his body bucking down though to meet Severus’ thrusts. Severus leaned forward and bit Lucius’ neck, the blond screamed. Harry standing close to the pair, heard the whispered words uttered by the potion master, the man taking advantage of the other noise in the room.

“I love you.” his words whispered into the writhing blonds’ ear, he opened his eyes and looked at the potion master, Harry’s heart raced at the fleeting look that graced the blonds’ face, it screamed I love you too.

Harry’s eyes fluttered open, his body bathed in sweat and his heart pounding. Mind racing and filled with confused thoughts, images from the dream were still vivid. The smell seemed to linger in the room and the sound still echoed in his ears. Looking at the clock and sighing, it was still early in the morning. Stretching his muscles out and letting out a yawn, his body tired but strangely more rested than before. Part of him wondering if it had anything to do with the fact he wasn’t sharing a bed with Ginny, having decided to stay on his own for a few days. Reluctant to discuss the things he had admitted to the doctor and definitely not willing to share their theory.

Getting up and deciding to get a cup of tea, he mused about the dream. Shocking and sickening but also filled with new revelations, surprised at the relationship between Lucius and Severus. Nerves rushing to the forefront of his mind, his meeting with the two of them had been arranged for tomorrow afternoon. Kingsley had organised it for him, Harry had been afraid that if he had approached them that they would have refused. Sitting at the table waiting for the kettle to boil, Severus’ words resurfaced in his head, his hand trembling as he realized something.

If it was Voldemort’s memory? How did he know about what they said?

The boiling of the kettle was shrill in the silent room, the noise making him jump. His heart racing at the certainty that he now felt about everything that was happening.

Its not just Voldemort’s memories that I’m seeing, shit, they’re Snape’s too!
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