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Can You Keep a Secret?	By : KusanoSaku Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 28184 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 6
Disclaimer: The Harry Potter francise does not belong to me. I own only the plot and I make no money off of this.

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Title: Can you keep a Secret?
Authors: kusanobabe05 [kusanosakura] and socia0307
Pairing: DracoxHarry, implied RonxHermione,
Fandom: HP
Notes: Compatible up to the bathroom scene between Draco and Harry in Half-blood Prince- minus the Ginny interest. After that is completely AU…
Warning: drarry gets rather aggressive so be warned.
Disclaimer/AN: Songs from this chapter belong thus: Lost Boy- Ruth B and 5 Seconds of Summer- Jet Black Heart.

Chapter 40

Years of living essentially as a monk with no sexual release, Severus was overwhelmed by the force of Voldemort’s lust.

They landed on the drawing room carpet with Severus practically pinned by the older of the former Slytherins.

Severus drownt in those kisses, he failed to react or struggle as he was undressed.

Despite Potter and Black’s bullying, Severus never had changed his habit of only wearing pants under his robes. Part of it was because the weight of clothing was uncomfortable on his scars, the less he wore the better.

This habit made it all the more easy for Voldemort to undress him and soon he was lying naked beneath the Heir of Slytherin.

Voldemort shrugged out of his own clothing so he too was naked. “You have no reason to hide from me Severus, we both suffered at the hands of Muggles. Every scar to me is a victory, you never broke you.”

Severus drugged by Voldemort’s lust, dropped his glamour.

Voldemort fell to kissing and tracing each scar with his tongue, despite their mutual lack of sexual experience and desperation, the Dark Lord wished to memorise Severus’ body.

Severus twitched, Voldemort’s gentleness seemed so out of character but it shattered him in a way that nothing ever had before.

It seemed like ages before breath teased Severus’ prick, and then an unfamiliar warmth engulfed it.

The Dark Lord of all persons was sucking his prick; this must be a dream…

Severus was sensitive due to his being a virgin despite being thirty-seven and his skin being mottled with scars, it was not hard to make Lord Prince come.

Voldemort knew Severus was too guarded to ever be ‘easy’ or as desperate to be his lover as Bellatrix had been. Her devotion was flattering but given that she belonged to another, it was distasteful. He had somehow earned Severus’ trust and the abrasive, yet shy man was defenceless and overwhelmed.

Severus could not demand that Voldemort stop, he could not pull away. He had never considered what ‘attraction’ or lust were, when Lily tried to explain it ages ago Severus had been bewildered. Now, he understood on a visceral level but he still couldn’t put it into words.

Magic reached inside him, caressing him in unfamiliar yet sensual ways and then he felt that wetness else where…

Voldemort was determined to memorize everything about Severus now that he had him, that included an act that he had never before considered…

He found himself licking Severus’ arse, memorizing every crease, growing drunk on Severus’ cries of pleasure, using his mouth to open the Potions Master for the first time.

Severus may not be innocent by many definitions but Severus had never been with anyone sexually.

That filled Voldemort with a smug sense of pride, Severus was his…

Soon, fingers were thrusting into Severus, making him gasp and whimper, struggling to hold himself back only to give in and push back driving those fingers deeper.

Voldemort rewarded when Severus begged in a hoarse voice, “Master…please…”

Conjured lube appeared drenching Voldemort’s prick as well as Severus’ thighs and arse.

Voldemort took Severus’ bony hips in his hands, lifted him up and thrust in deep.

Severus whimpered and moaned, struggling not to get away, but to impale himself on Voldemort’s cock.

Voldemort shifted so Severus was perched on his lap, Voldemort’s back against the pianoforte bench. He let Severus ride him because he seemed eager to and used his free hand to grip the potions master’s neck so he could kiss him roughly.

He’d never seen so much emotion in Severus’ face, there was no mask, Severus was completely bare to him…

Voldemort fucked Severus even as the younger former Slytherin did his best to ride him…

It wasn’t until he’d come inside the man twice that Voldemort felt satisfied.

He abandoned their clothes, picking up his spunk and sweat drenched lover, seeing Severus this way made him feel very possessive.

A Prince elf directed Voldemort to Severus’ apartment within Merrivale.

A bath was waiting for them of course.

Voldemort was gentle with Severus, the younger wizard was half-passed out from their consummation of their desires, and he wanted to prove he cared enough to clean them up.

Having already known Severus in the biblical sense, after bathing Voldemort saw no need to put on any clothing to sleep in. Besides, Severus clearly wasn’t a fan of it and it was summer after all…

Voldemort had no qualms about falling asleep with his new lover…

But not before giving him a gift.

XooooooX

Severus woke to an aching arse and company in his bed…

He immediately panicked. He windlessly summoned a potion for deep sleep and cast it into Voldemort’s stomach.

He wiggled out of the Dark Lord’s embrace.

He felt ill; he’d slept with the Dark Lord…

Severus couldn’t face the older wizard, he was not Bellatrix and he had no intention of this meaning anything.

He ordered his labs and possessions moved to the French Villa after he decided he had to leave.

As he started to dress he noticed his Dark Mark had changed…

It no longer resembled a snake emerging from a skull…

Rather it was a broken black heart with an equally black quill through it much like a muggle arrow through a heart. Beneath it was a hurricane that swirled realistically…

His panic was even worse now…

Wearing the Dark Lord’s brand the Dark Mark had shamed him, the magical oaths that Dumbledore tied him with broke when he died freeing him but now this…

Severus bolted out of his bedroom; he scribbled a note to Andromeda apologizing for leaving before they could truly begin their plot to remake the world.

He also sent a letter to Minerva formally resigning as a Professor.

He left one for the Dark Lord as well…

He left to floo from the receiving room…

Nagini tried to speak to him but he was too distraught to cast a comprehension spell.

XooooooX

Draco was at breakfast when a note was hand-delivered to him by an elf.

‘Draco,

I am going away. With Albus dead and Harry
no longer in danger from the Dark Lord, I am
free. I do not know if or when I will return.
I know you hoped to apprentice to me but
unfortunately, that is not possible. I
recommend Andromeda or Damocles.
While they are not myself, they are
talented enough to not hamper your
talent.

Sincerely,

Severus Snape,
45^th Lord Prince’

Draco was stunned, Severus was gone?

Why? His godfather had not mentioned leaving or anything like that…

How was he supposed to pass his potions NEWT now? In his shock, Draco forgot that he was already brewing beyond that level and could have sat his Potions NEWT ages ago.

“Draco? Draco what’s wrong?” Harry asked shaking him gently.

“Uncle Severus…he’s left me…he won’t be taking me as an apprentice after all…”

Harry took the note and read it scowling. “How could he leave without saying goodbye properly? He’s our secret keeper!”

“I need to be alone…” Draco went to lock himself in his study; his godfather’s coldness was painful. Was this punishment for refusing to discuss his task with Uncle Severus?

It must be…

Adult or not, Draco wanted to cry…

This abandonment cut more deeply than anything before…

XooooooX

When Voldemort work it was quite late, a tempus spell declared it to be dinner time.

He was alone…

Severus had left him…

Angry he rose, dressing and nearly tripped over Nagini who lay outside the Lord’s apartment in a massive coil.

“You idiot!” Nagini smacked him with her tail.

Voldemort blinked at her, “Why do you call me an idiot?”

“You fucked him and never mentioned your feelings! He thinks you used him!”

“I didn’t…”

“You changed his Mark without explaining that too. He thinks you marked him as your whore.”

Voldemort gaped at her, he’d changed the Mark freely and not for that purpose. He chose the design as a symbol of their intimacy, the song they finished together…

“Just when I think you’ve nearly become a human being you just have to bollocks it up! He’s never been with anyone, he has no one he trusts, and you seduced him out of his comfort zone without telling him anything. He’s running scared. You may have lost him forever because of how you handled this you emotionally-stunted buffoon!” Nagini tail smacked him again.

“I’ll have to go after him then…”

“By the Basilisk, you will not! You will court him; you will find a way to make him see how you feel. You are not to chase after him; you have to make him want to come back! You’re supposed to be brilliant, come up with something! I like Severus! You’ve hurt him badly with your selfishness and I refuse to let you make it worse by cornering him.”

“Consort?”

Voldemort flinched, “What?”

“You is being Master’s soulmate, you is being master’s consort…” the elf frowned.

Voldemort silently repeated the elf’s words, he was stunned. “I see…then you don’t mind if I remain do you?”

“Master shouldn’t be running but Master is…”

“My familiar told me that I ought to have talked to him first…”

“Mistress Snake be right. Master Severus never…” the elf frowned and began again, “Master have no friends after Miss Lily die. Master make no friends. Slytherins not friends, colleagues but not friends. Master Severus keep heart and secrets. Master Severus lonely but not know how to be unlonely. He feel now and it frighten Master Severus. Master not know he be soulmated not, he not know he have consort. Master Severus need consort. Must make Master come home.”

“Nagini said I must not chase him…”

“No chase master, if Master Consort write letter Lolly take to Master Severus. Lolly know where Master Severus be. Master Severus no be hiding. He think bad things about himself again. Master Severus always be thinking bad things about him. Lolly try to keep Master from thinking bad things…”

“Is Severus going to hurt himself?” Voldemort snapped.

Lolly shook her head, “Lolly explain bad. Lolly mean Severus think he no good, Master think no one really want him. Master Severus believe he bad person, hate self. Master no see that Consort care for him. Master not feel consort’s gentleness, master fool too.”

Severus ran because he was afraid of his feelings and didn’t trust that Voldemort could care for him. This was ridiculous…

“Master Severus must come back soon. He be needing Master Consort…”

“I’ll need to make an appointment with Gringotts.” Voldemort mused.

Lolly tilted head in confusion, “Why?”

“Well I can’t very well be Voldemort, Lord Consort Prince can I?”

Lolly giggled, “No Master…”

“May I know why Severus must come back soon?”

“He need Master Consort’s magic. He…”

“Severus is gravid!” Nagini hissed.

Voldemort blinked, Severus was… Salazar’s wand… that was unexpected…

“He doesn’t know?” Voldemort frowned.

“Why would he? You didn’t expect to be soulmates or to be accepted as his consort.” Nagini retorted.

This was getting all the more complicated…

Not that Voldemort regretted last night; he was disappointed that Severus ran.

He would have to figure out how to make the distraught potions master return…

XooooooX

Severus warded the villa against owls so he could receive no messages that way, he was content to just disappear.

He knew he was a terrible professor; he despised teaching almost as much as he was despised.

He felt all the more lonely without the Dark Lord but he refused to let himself become so weak.

Never one for tears, it was ridiculous to find his eyes wet.

He wished to claw the new brand off of his arm.

Out of everything Voldemort could have marked him with, why this? To mock him?

Why would the Dark Lord be interested in a dirty Halfblood like himself? Severus only inherited because when he turned seventeen he was the only eligible heir…

His line would die out with him and Draco was likely to inherit…

If Gringotts demanded blood inherit, then Adrian Pucey who was the grandson of Prince heir or even Theo who was the son of a Prince heiress were options.

Theo might choose Ned to inherit the Prince Estate since he was a spare…

Severus didn’t really care…

Unlike Potter, there was nothing like the connection betwixt Lily’s son and his godson between himself and the Dark Lord.

Severus felt filthy; he’d never considered himself the type to whore himself. A few pretty words to finish his song and he was rutting like an animal. He begged for the Dark Lord to take him…

He was nearly certain that he had acted in a manner that shamed his House…

Severus had never been so disgusted with himself, newly sane or not, Severus was not worthy of anyone.

He hated that he missed the feel of Voldemort’s arms around his shoulders, the touch of those lips on his scars and even more, the ache he felt at being empty.

Severus had no idea what to do with these unfamiliar feelings…

So he chose to live alone in seclusion and hope that they vanished…

What do you think? Outstanding? Exceeds Expectations? Acceptable? Poor? Dreadful? Troll?
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