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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: I hope Lil a.k.a. Living Behind the Mask, my co-author, wouldn�t mind me
adding this scene. Technically we never RP-ed this
section because she left it to me to write the adoption scene, and I had to add
a little something as an after-effect from the previous chapter. So, just carry
on and read to find out what I mean.

Disclaimer: We do not own Harry Potter and its characters,
but we do own this story!

I�M A SLAVE FOR YOU

�� Harry was on his way to the lab to
bring Severus his daily need of potions. Despite his condition, Severus refused
to be confined in bed and insisted that he returned back to his usual daily
schedule of teaching his �dunderheads�, as he would put it, and insisted that
Horace Slughorn be returned back to his life of
retirement, whatever it may be. The substitute Potions teacher was not too
thrilled at first, and neither was Poppy who kept hollering behind his wake
that he must go back to lying down at the infirmary and carry on with his
physical therapy, but after Albus personally checked
him out, the old Headmaster deemed him fit to teach as long as he went for his
daily physical therapy at the end of the day, and who else but Harry was
assigned to make sure that he did as he was told.

�� It has been more than a week since
Harry was officially named as Harry James Percival Jr. Potter-Dumbledore, in
which Albus would affectionately call him either �Har� or �Percy�. The old man had kept his fingers crossed
since the day he brought his case of adopting Harry to the Ministry Council and
after probably three days of discussion between the high members of council and
going through the irrefutable reasons Albus had given
them, they have finally gave the old man the green light and Albus wasted no time into adding the name �Percival� and
�Dumbledore� into Harry�s name and inside the family registrar. As soon as that
was done, Harry�s room that was in the office was immediately cleared and all
his belongings there were moved to Albus� home which
was just a Floo powder away, and the hired help in
the Dumbledore household welcomed the little boy almost immediately. It took
Harry a while to adjust to the fact that he was no longer a slave and that he
did not need to run errands like he used to, but still, he was always glad to
offer his adopted grandfather a helping hand whenever he could, thus earned his
status in school as Albus� personal office assistant,
in which he dutifully showed up every afternoon. He had a personal tutor come
in to Albus� house every morning to teach him more on
reading and writing, and helped him get started on some of the things that were
taught in Hogwarts so that he could catch up and probably be lucky enough to
enroll into Hogwarts as a full-fledged wizard student.

�� Again, it created a huge sensation
among the public once the news about the Ministry giving Albus
the green light to adopt Harry spread around town like wildfire. Wherever the
old man took the boy whenever he needed to get something for themselves or for
the school, passers-by would either throw a glance of mixed feelings or stop to
admire the boy and compliment the old man for such a fine young fellow, though
whether or not their compliments were genuinely sincere was unknown. There was
no doubt quite a number of people who still did not like the idea of a slave
being elevated amongst the legitimate society, most of them the students of
Hogwarts and their parents and of course the hired help of the school, but so
far, they had dared not cause any trouble because he was officially the
grandson of Albus Dumbledore, the Headmaster and one of the
highest-ranking member of the Ministry of Magic. They could only accept
this reality grudgingly and preferred to have nothing to do with the boy, as if
he didn�t exist, but it did not really bother Harry even a little, since he was
already used to being ignored anyway. The only people who were genuinely
pleased with him and his newfound freedom were Draco, the Old Married Couple,
the Hogwarts staff (who has learnt to love him like their own, with the
exception of Argus Filch) including Hagrid, who still
couldn�t stop picking him up and hug him tight like a little girl with her
life-sized doll, and those who were touched by Harry�s kindness. They were all
glad that Harry was finally free and no longer have to worry about the pains of
suffering unwanted sex and fear of being sold off to another master and all
that whatnot, and were glad to finally treat the boy as their equal.

�� Perhaps the most pleased person to
see Harry free was his ex-Master Severus Snape. While
he was still confined in bed under Poppy�s scrutiny, he found out about the
good news through the morning Daily Prophet and was so happy that he literally
got out of bed regardless of Poppy�s protests and went straight to Albus� office to hug him and congratulate him. It wasn�t
until he noticed that Albus was in the room all the
time that he stopped showering his little beloved with butterfly kisses and
went over to bow in gratitude towards the old man, in which Albus
accepted good-naturedly. As all the men in Severus� family did, he went down on
one knee and took Harry�s hand to kiss it, reminding the boy of his intent to
court him like a real couple does. That sent Harry into a fleet of crimson and Albus in all smiles. The first condition the old man
humorously gave Severus for courting his grandson was that he should be going
back to bed and continue his rest before Poppy went ballistic over his absence,
and Harry was the first to rise to the occasion to send him off before the
Potions Master could have a chance to protest.

�� Now that Severus was officially
courting Harry, he had to be careful not to give in to his primal urges
whenever he felt like it. After all, since Harry was no longer a slave, it
would consider pedophilia to try and bed the boy since he was not of legal sexual
age (in the wizard world, being legally sexual is at least at the age of 15).
He would occasionally give him a few affectionate touches here and there, and a
kiss or two when no one was looking, but he had to settle with holding back his
hormones at least until his arm was fully recovered. He had finally regained
slight feeling and movement on his damaged arm�Harry, under Albus�
strict orders, made sure that he went for his therapy everyday at St. Mungo�s�and he couldn�t wait for the day he could finally
hold his little beloved with both his arms again.

�� Well, well, if it isn�t
Dumbledore�s little spoiled brat.�

�� Harry spun round to see Crabbe, Goyle and Pansy with their arms folded against their chests
staring at Harry in disgust, leaning against the wall like some sort of cheap
imitation of the Lone Rangers or something. Pansy got off the wall and made her
way towards Harry, with Crabbe and Goyle following
suite.

�� G�Good afternoon��

�� Don�t �good afternoon� me like I�m
your equal, slave!� Pansy spat the
last word like it was a disease as she forced him against the wall at a
secluded area of the dungeon corridors. �Self-righteous people like you make me
sick, and having you, a slave, as a wannabe citizen of wizardry makes no
difference!�

�� Please, I�I don�t want to fight��
Harry begged as he cowered against the wall he was forced onto. �I just�want to
go to Prof. Severus� office and��

�� That�s Prof. Snape to you, slave!� Crabbe yelled as he grabbed a handful of Harry�s hair and
smacked him right across the face, making the poor boy drop everything on the
dungeon floor with a loud crash. �Who gives you the right to call our Head of
House in his first name?�

�� And look what you made us do?� Goyle pushed Harry�s head down to face the shattered
ingredients Severus needed urgently for his next class. �Do you know how much
one of those bottles cost? Obviously less than what you earn fucking other
people, that�s for sure.�

�� Please�Don�t do this��

�� Yeah?�
Pansy shot the boy a malicious grin. �And what are you going to do about it?
Hit us? Given your past, you cannot afford to misbehave now, can you? Not when
your position as Headmaster Dumbledore�s grandson is on the line.�

�� I bet you�re very talented with
that mouth of yours,� Crabbe grinned as Goyle ran a
finger across Harry�s trembling lips. �What say you pleasure our Miss Parkinson
a little, and maybe we won�t beat you up into a pulp for thinking that you
could be an equal like us?�

�� Harry�s eyes
widened in shock at upon hearing the atrocious request. After finally
earning his freedom and finally becoming part of a family that he had longed
for his whole life and having the man that truly loved him, they were asking
him to revert back to the lifestyle he had sworn to give up? No, he was not
going to succumb to such degrading position, not after all he had been through
and not after he had sworn to let no one have his body but his beloved Severus Snape. Squeezing his eyes tight, he shook his head and
clamped his lips shut, outright refusing the trio before him.

�� Come, come now, slave. Don�t you
want to hear me out at least before you make rash decisions on your own? Such
manners,� Pansy took over the conversation, motioning for the boys to hold both
his arms and pin him closer to the wall so he could not escape while she took
his chin to make him face her, �You see, the reason why we want you to pleasure
me is that I�ve pretty much let every male population in this school�well,
except the professors�fuck me anyway they want to. Even these two blokes here
have fucked me more than a dozen times so far. The only person so far that I
haven�t fucked is you, and I definitely need a little spice in my sex life.
Well, technically ever since I started dating Draco, we never even went further
than kissing, and no matter what I do, I couldn�t get him to bed me. After
seeing that new slave of his he got for his birthday, I can see why. I could
always look for the young blood in the hired help, but then again, they all
seemed too�fragile for my taste.

�� You, on the other hand, are an
experienced lot. I�m sure that besides being fucked by the Masters, you have
your share of Mistresses now, don�t you? I�m sure out of all the Masters, there
has to be at least one of them who has a missus in the house now, hasn�t there?
Since these two blokes here are not exactly interested in fucking male asses,
they are only too glad to help me in my quest for incredible sex. I would�ve
done you in sooner if that old geezer hadn�t have you always by his side like
some lost puppy, and when the news spread about you becoming his official
grandson, I thought I�d do you before I lose any more chances. Like I said,
people like you make me sick, worse when you think you can be at the same
social-standing level as us, and I will make you remember who you have always
been and always will be.�

�� No!� Harry shook his head, trying
to fight back his tears. The last thing he wanted was to cry in front of a slutty girl like her. It was true that back then when he
was a slave, his 4^th Master, who was a half-blood, had a wife and
three teenage children (two boys and a girl). The whole family had a sick
interest for incest relationship and an insatiable appetite for sex. When they
were not ordering him around to do the housework, the wife would make him lick
her until she comes, and sometimes when the kids were around, they would not
hesitate to join in, and poor Harry had his share of being fucked by the sons
and fucking the daughter. No female had ever scared him like that wife and the
daughter, and he didn�t want to relive that sort of nightmare again, especially
not with this ghastly woman who thought she was the next Homecoming Queen of
Hogwarts.

�� Come on now!� Crabbe tugged at the
boy�s hair while Pansy started removing her panties, leaving her school skirt
on.

�� Do as you�re told, slave! Lick that
pussy!� Goyle urged, trying to make the resisting
Harry kneel.

�� I won�t let you take me!� Harry
shouted, struggling his best not to yield.

�� I thought you might say that,�
Pansy grinned and produced an envelope from inside her school robes, slapping
it at Harry�s face as she continued, �See this thing? It contains your deepest,
darkest secrets. Do you want me to circulate this to the newspapers? Do you
want,� she took out the contents of the envelope for good measure, �pictures
like this of you to go out into the public?�

�� Harry gasped at the sight of the
pictures. He had totally forgotten that there are certain times when the
business would send a representative to visit the clients to see how they were
enjoying the �merchandize� and how the �merchandize� itself was doing, and
then, in hopes of promoting their business to other clients who would like to
buy slaves outside of auction days and needed to see some form of samples of
the slave that they want, the clients have to allow them to be photographed
while having sex with the slave. With the promise of using magic to blur out
the identity of the clients in the picture due to privacy concerns, they would
almost always jump to the chance of having themselves being documented while
they did their thing. It was almost like an additional excitement to the usual
sex they have with the slaves. Harry couldn�t control his tears from flowing as
he saw himself in those pictures being fucked like it only happened just
yesterday. Memories of being forced to do deep-throat, being shoved with toys,
enduring countless nights of gangbang and being ridiculed and humiliated in the
worse way possible while the photographers from the business clicked away like
it was the most natural thing to do flooded his traumatized mind as the moving
pictures flickered before his eyes, reminding him of what he was.

�� No�Don�t do this�� Harry finally
begged, stooping his head low so his eyes would not have to see those scenes
and relive those nightmares again.

�� So, will you be a good boy and give
me a good fuck?� Pansy asked.

�� I��

�� If you don�t, this will go straight
to the Ministry, and you will never return to this place ever again.�

�� The boy knew that he had no choice
but to comply. This was his only chance for a real family and a real life with
a real lover ahead of him, and he was not willing to give that all away. If a
little fuck is what all this girl wanted to stop her
from throwing him back into the godforsaken world of sex and sin, he�d do it
for that sake. When Pansy lifted her skirt and Crabbe and Goyle
pushed him down on his knees and shoved his head towards her pussy to do his
thing, he made no attempts to stop them or struggling. Slowly Harry, with
trembling hands, took Pansy�s hips and started licking her clit just like he
remembered doing it to the wife and daughter of his 4^th Master,
occasionally running his tongue along the pussy, trying to pretend that the
pubes surrounding it was non-existent.

�� Mmh,
yeah, he�s good,� Pansy let out a lustful breath as she felt his wet tongue
lingering around professionally at her pussy, making her shiver with the
tingling of ecstasy running down her back in delight.

�� Ooh, yeah, keep at it, boy,� Crabbe
and Goyle egged him on. �Lick her pussy. Suck her
clit. Make her all wet and juicy, boy.�

�� Harry did as he was told, tickling
and licking the clit and sucking at the lips which was starting to get wet with
both his saliva and her juice. Every time he tried to stop to take a breath,
the goons would push him back close to her, ordering him to carry on.

�� Yeah, you really are a bitch,
aren�t you?� Pansy moaned, feeling herself getting
close while Crabbe and Goyle continued to hold Harry
down and keep his head from escaping. �You are a cunt-licking
bitch, that�s what you are!�

�� What the fuck is going on here?�

�� The trio spun round to see Draco standing
there looking in horror at the sight. Harry tried to struggle out of Crabbe and
Goyle but the two blokes held him in an iron grip.

�� Ah, good timing, Drakey,� Pansy smiled happily at the sight of the blonde.
�We were just teaching this slave a lesson about his true place in the society.
You wanna join us?�

�� Yeah, it�ll be so much fun� Crabbe
grinned. �We bought off some pretty good pictures of this slave here from one
of Pansy�s old acquaintance who works in the business and��

�� Before the goon could finish, he was
suddenly flung headlong across the corridor, his face skidding against the
rocky floor and scraping it badly before he banged against the wall and was
knocked out unconscious. Goyle wanted to protest but
suffered the same fate as his friend, only that he was almost scalped as his
head was dragged across the floor and his whole body was raised until he hit
the ceiling and fell into a stupor on top of Crabbe. By the time Pansy knew
what was going on, she saw Draco brandishing his wand and tendrils of sparks
and smoke died down from the tip of it, indicating that he was the perpetrator.

�� Come here, Harry,� Draco said, in
which the boy gladly did and cowered behind the blonde�s back.

�� D�Drakey,
what is the meaning of this?� Pansy asked in a quivering tone, unable to get
over the shock that it was the Draco Malfoy who attacked them.

�� What does it look like I�m doing?�
Draco said in an as-a-matter-of-fact way. �I�m rescuing my best friend.�

�� Y�You�re joking, right? That slave
is your best friend?�

�� Do I look like I�m showering you
here with a sense of humour? He is no longer a slave,
for your information. He is a legitimate citizen of the wizarding
world and our equal, and he is the grandson of Headmaster Dumbledore, so I
would appreciate it if you treat him with a little respect.�

�� You can�t be serious!� Pansy was in
a rage. �You cannot possibly think that this boy could ever be our equal! Of
all people, why must you, a purebred, believe that a half-blood dirty animal
like him can be the likes of us?!�

�� I am sick and tired of hearing such
bullshit, Parkinson!� Draco yelled back at her with the same fury. �Purebred
this, elitism that! It�s all just a fucking old-school cult and an
old-fashioned thinking that shouldn�t exist anymore in this timeline! I�ve
heard enough from my father; I don�t want a slutty
bitch like you to lecture me about purebred and whatnot. If this is what
purebreds behave, going around bullying the weak and fucking everything that
moves and not giving a damn about anything but themselves, then I�d rather be a
blood-traitor for the rest of my life! Harry here is the only person who sees
me as my true self, who I really am, who I truly should be, and no one has no
right to question that, much less a true whore like you!�

�� It took a whole 10 seconds to
actually let Draco�s outburst sink into Pansy�s mindset and to get over the
shock and the fact that she knew less about Draco that she thought she did.
Back then, the Draco Malfoy she knew would be
laughing maliciously and joining in every scam, mischief and dirty tricks they
suggested doing, but now the Draco Malfoy standing
before her behaved nothing of the sort. And worse, he addressed her by her last
name and not by her first name like he used to. In fact, his fair face was showing
clear signs of disgust at what they did to the boy. Her heart and mind flooding
with denial, she tried to soften her facial expression and bring back the old Draco, she smiled and moved slowly towards him.

�� Come on, Drakey.
You don�t mean that. That slave there must�ve bewitched you somehow. Are you
under the Imperius Curse or some sort of
mind-controlling drug? For all we know, his involvement in the potions lab
must�ve given him the edge to bewitch people with whatever potion he might be
experimenting. Here, let me help to cure you��

�� Don�t come any closer, slut,� Draco
said as he pointed the tip of his wand dangerously at the girl�s jugular before
she was able to take out her wand. �For your information, he has a name, and
that is Harry James Percival Jr. Potter-Dumbledore, not some nobody you call
�that slave� or �that boy� or �that animal�, and you will address him as such. Now be a good bitch and hand me those
pictures you tried to blackmail my friend with.�

�� Knowing that Draco�s tone meant
business, she reluctantly went to the robe that she took off when she was
trying to get down and dirty with Harry and fished out the envelope. Draco
hastily accio-ed the envelope out of her hand before
she could change her mind and into his before moving a step back, covering
Harry behind him like a guardian angel. By then, the goons have stirred but
were too busy nursing their wounds to try and help Pansy out.

�� From now on, I will no longer
associate with any of you idiots. You may go around spreading whatever stories
you want about me. Make me sound like a blood-traitor if you want to, I don�t
give a fuck, but mark my words, if I see you lay another finger on my best
friend Harry here, I swear I will issue the Three Unforgivable Curses on you
even if it means getting myself arrested and sent to Azkaban for this.�

�� You�would rather have this animal
as a friend than�us?� Pansy asked quietly, her eyes stung with tears of a
scorned woman.

�� Harry is more human than you three
can ever be.�

�� I will not stand for this!� Pansy
burst into tears of fury as she brandished her wand regardless of the situation
Draco put her into. �I will not allow some high and mighty guy like you whom I
clawed all the way up out of the millions of wannabes who wanted to bed you and
have your everything, only to get kicked back down in
the mud for a slave and now befriending another, treat me this way! You�ve
dumped me for the last time, Draco Malfoy! Avada��

�� Expelliarmus!�

�� Pansy�s Killing Curse was cut short
by a Disarming Charm and was flung back again by another spell before Draco
could think up of a counter spell. This time, everyone
was surprised, and slightly fearful, as the Head of the Slytherin
House Severus Snape walked towards them with a
dangerous glint in his eyes, his wand brandished out with his good hand. The
Potions Master soon stood between the two group of
teenagers, his facial expression demanding an explanation.

�� What is all the commotion going on
here? I have sent for Potter to bring me my much needed supply of potion
ingredients for the next class and I find them scattered all over the floor as
if it did not worth anything. Explain yourselves.�

�� It was his fault!� Crabbe and Goyle immediately pointed towards Harry who was still
cowering behind Draco. �He was being stupid and careless and he dropped it! We
didn�t do anything!�

�� That�s because you are too busy
trying to help Parkinson rape Harry!� Draco shouted at them angrily, upset that
they were pointing fingers at a moment�s notice.

�� Is that true, Parkinson?� Severus
turned to Pansy, his dark orbs bore deep into Pansy�s baby blues. �Did you try
to rape the grandson of Headmaster Dumbledore?�

�� It�It was all their idea! I just
played along with it!� Pansy quickly pointed towards Crabbe and Goyle, who in turn protested in horror, with Draco at the
other side shouting at them for being stubborn and cowardly.

�� SILENCE!�
Severus bellowed, forcing the two groups to shut their trap. �If neither of you
will give me a straight answer, then I will take measures to make you squeal,
and believe me, it will not be a walk in the park. Now can someone please tell
me what really happened before I decide to take those unpleasant measures?�

�� Severus� threat was enough to make
the reluctant tongues wag as both groups told their side of the story,
including Harry who told his side despite given deathly glares by the trio. He
also took a look at the photos that were passed by Draco and stashed them into
his robes without a word. Draco, as he told his side of the story and watched
while Severus listened to the others, could tell from the intent way Severus
looked at the person�s eye when he or she spoke that he was secretly performing
Legilimens on everyone to check out their story. He
knew his godfather had a talent for casting spells without saying it, and he
had nothing to hide anyway, so he allowed his Uncle Sev
to penetrate his mind to confirm his story. By the time everyone was done, they
looked as if they had just drunk a mouthful of scotch on rocks as Severus broke
his Legilimens spell on them, leaving that giddy
after-effect.

�� Very well,� Severus finally spoke
after listening to everyone�s stories. �It appears that you, Parkinson, Crabbe
and Goyle, have no idea of the dire crime you had
just committed. You disregard the fact that the person you are messing with is
the grandson of Headmaster Dumbledore, sealed and approved by the Ministry of
Magic itself. If you have any qualms about it, I�d suggest you keep it to
yourself, lest you know what�s good for you, but it seems you even lack the
knowledge to understand such logic. If I were the Headmaster, I will see to it
that you will be expelled and never ever set foot in any other wizard school
even if it is the last castle standing. However, since I am not, and you are
students under my house, I shall deal with you accordingly.

�� Parkinson, Crabbe and Goyle, for attempted rape of the grandson of Headmaster
Dumbledore, I will personally report this to the Headmaster along with these pictures
you attempted to blackmail the boy with and write about this incident to your
parents. You will allow me to extract your memory so that the Headmaster will
see evidence of your wrongdoings and maybe suspend you at the very least. You
will also clean up this mess you made without magic under my scrutiny and I
will include the figures your parents have to pay for the damages of such
precious potion ingredients. Draco, though admirable that you stepped forward
to rescue Potter, you still broke the school rules of fighting in the school
grounds. Therefore, as much as I dislike it, I have no choice but to deduct 10
points out of my own house and put you in detention tonight at my office. As
for you, Potter,� he turned to look at Harry for this, �go back to Madame Pomfrey and Prof. Sprout and see if they could still spare
some more of those ingredients you lost. Tell them that it is by request of
Prof. Snape that he needed another double dose of
everything you have just taken from them. You are to accompany Potter, Draco,
and do not forget tonight�s detention.�

�� Harry nodded and walked off quickly,
with the blonde following behind his wake, leaving Prof. Snape
to continue lecturing the trio as they cleaned up the mess on the floor. As
soon as they were at a considerable distance away from them, Draco came closer
and put his arm around his shoulder.

�� You alright, Harry? That was a
close one now, wasn�t it?� Draco tried to laugh away the tense feeling, only to
see Harry in tears and mumbling something incoherent. He leaned his ear nearer
to the boy and asked, �Eh? What�s wrong, Har?�

�� T�Thank you, Draco. Thank you for
saving me,� Harry whispered a little louder, finally calling him Dray-ko instead of Drah-ko like he
used to.

�� Aw, c�mon, what are best friends
for, anyway?�

�� Wh�What
about your other friends over there�?�

�� Now, didn�t you just hear me give
that long lecture to that whore over there?� Draco smirked. �I am not their
friends anymore. Not now, not ever. I�ve hated them for, like, forever. It�s a
wonder it took me so long till now to actually admit it. Damn, that felt good!
I should�ve done this earlier! Fuck the Slytherins!
Fuck all those stupid purebreds! The only friends I have are you and Granger,
and probably Weasley, and that�s all I need.�

�� Harry giggled at the way Draco
announced that in such a carefree, happy-go-lucky way. If he had grown up
seeing the other side of the blonde�the fake, high and mighty I�m-a-purebred
side�he would�ve thought that those words didn�t suit him at all, but since he
knew him as he truly was, it did not come out wrong at all. In fact, the blonde
should behave this way more often.

�� Will you be there during my
detention?� Draco asked hopefully as they made the turn towards the greenhouse
where Prof. Sprout seemed to always be.

�� Maybe,� Harry shrugged knowingly.

�� Then I�ll see you tonight,� Draco
declared, in which Harry nodded happily.

�� Smiling and taking Harry�s hand like
a big brother would to a little brother, Draco carried on helping Harry with
his task given by Severus. Not once did he leave his side for anything or
anyone.

--:--

�� Albus and
Severus studied the photographs that the Potions Master got from Draco very
gravely. It was an hour before detention and Albus
had asked Harry, who is given the task to prepare the items Draco needed to
complete during the detention period, to fetch the blonde and take him to
Severus� office and wait for Severus� instructions before Severus dared to take
the envelope that contained Harry�s dark past out of his robes for the old man
to see.

�� This is a very serious matter,� Albus commented. �If the media gets a hold of it, there is
no telling what the Ministry will do.�

�� This must be the work of that
manager!� Severus accused angrily. �He was very unwilling to give me the deed
judging by the look on his face that day, and I bet he gave this to Parkinson�s
cousin to pass it to her just to get back at me and make me return Harry to
that wretched place! Well, I�m not falling for it! I will not allow my pet to
go back to that place again! He is mine! Mine alone!�

�� He�s my grandson too, you know,� Albus raised an eyebrow at Severus� possessive tone.

�� O-Of course. Forgive me, Albus.�

�� Apology accepted. Anyway, this
situation is just as detrimental to me as well. My integrity may be questioned
because of my choice of taking Harry, a sex slave, as my grandson and a
legitimate citizen of the wizarding world. The Ministry
would have a field day with these. We must destroy this while it�s still in our
hands.�

�� Before that, is it possible to
remove the blurring enchantment on Harry�s past Masters� faces on the photos?�

�� I don�t see why not,� Albus said as he whispered a counter enchantment on all the
pictures, revealing the Masters� faces one by one. �But why would you need to
see their faces for?�

�� Oh, just something that I have in
mind,� Severus said as he put the photos back into the envelope and pocketed it
back into his robes. �Don�t worry, I will destroy
these photos once I�m done with it. I better be going
to supervise Draco�s detention now.�

�� Very well.
Good night, Severus,� Albus replied with a knowing
twinkle in his eyes.

�� Whatever Severus had in mind with
those past Masters of Harry, for once he would not interfere.

A/N: We all know what Severus have in mind with those guys! Mua ha ha~! Well, I just had to make Drake come out of the
closet as a nice guy and Severus finally being able to defend Harry openly
without the stupid isolation rule of �See but No Touch� when they were still
master and slave. And I know that you don�t exactly be legally sexual at 15,
but since they come at age in 17 according to the HBP, and kids nowadays lose their
virginity as early as 14, I thought it should fit. I hope you like it, Lil. Sorry for going all out on this without asking you
first, but I couldn�t resist! I added �Percival Jr. Potter-Dumbledore� is
because firstly, Percival is part of Albus� really long name, and Potter-Dumbledore
is both to honour Harry�s real last name and Dumbledore
for him being officially his grandson and take on his last name. Reviews plz!
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