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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, then. How�d you guys
liked it so far? For this chapter, you�ll learn a little bit more about our
little slave boy Harry. Carry on!

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

I�M A SLAVE FOR YOU

�� Lucius Malfoy, the man of the Malfoy
manor, was in his study, smoking his pipe while reading the Daily Prophet,
occasionally sipping his tea. There were no pressing matters to attend to in
the Ministry, so he got off work early to relax for the rest of the day. Besides,
he had a guest to entertain at home today and he wanted to be there before he
did.

�� Moments later, a knock was heard on
the door. Lucius removed the pipe from his mouth and
allowed the person to enter. It was no other than his son Draco
Malfoy.

�� Hello, Father,� Draco
said as he came in.

�� To what do I owe the pleasure of
your visit, son?� Lucius asked, curious as to why his
son would see other than when he was summoned to.

�� Well�� Draco
hesitated for a moment before saying, �I have thought about what I want for my
birthday.�

�� Really?
And what may that be?�

�� Draco took
a deep breath. He was almost 15, and he believed he was entitled for this. The moment
of truth was now or never.

�� I want Remus
as my personal sex slave.�

�� Lucius raised
an eyebrow. His son wanting his favourite
sex slave who gave him pleasurable sex every night and entertained his every
whim and fancy? That would definitely not do.

�� You're just a child. You can't have
a sex slave yet.�

�� Why not? I
will be 15 soon.�

�� You�re still too young to be
interested in sex. You should be interested in other things, like friends, for
example,� Lucius replied, trying to discourage his
son with his authoritative voice. �Besides, Remus is
my slave. He belongs to me. I bought him with my own money. I�m not just going
to give him away just like that.�

�� I am not too young. I know what sex
is and I have seen you fucking a few slaves,� Draco
said, clenching his fists to give him some strength. �I have friends that are
my friends because we are supposed to, not because we want to.�

�� Lucius slammed
his newspaper down and glowered at his son. One thing he didn�t like was
insubordination, even more so when he was getting it from his own son.

�� Don't you dare give me that tone,
young man. I am your father and as long as you live in
this house, you will respect me,
understand?�

�� Sorry, Father,� Draco
replied, lowering his head.

�� What is this interest with you to Remus anyway?�

�� I just like him...I like his ass,
it looks....nice,� Draco made up an excuse. He didn�t
want to tell his father that in truth, he had fallen in love with Remus and wanted Remus inside him
as soon as possible and have him all to his own.

�� Lucius considered
for a moment. It�s true that his son was old enough to begin appreciating�or even
be remotely curious�about sex, and he had to admit, he had gotten slightly
bored with his sex slave, even though he did entertain him well. Narcissa was occasionally complaining that Remus was a little too easy to break and she needed someone
more resistant to increase the excitement, and he had to agree with his wife
that Remus was beginning to play along with their
nightly games a little too quickly, just like their previous sex slaves. It was
time to get another younger slave anyway; Remus was
getting on in the age department. And technically he wouldn�t be exactly
leaving them. He would be within sight and he could ravish him anytime he
wants, and he was sure Draco would not interfere or
argue with him. After all, no matter who bought the slave, the slave would
always be public property and be played around as they see fit. With an
inexperienced boy like his son, he�s sure Remus would
be searching for other ways to match up his tastes and would probably come
crawling back to them. But that doesn�t mean he would let him off for free. His
son needed to learn the value of business after all�

�� Very well,� Lucius
agreed. �You can have him for your birthday, but on one condition.�

�� Yes?� Draco
looked up, casting a wary eye at his father.

�� I can see that you haven�t been��broken
into� yet, and since my favourite sex slave is going
to be the one to make you a man, I want to watch. You will, after all the
guests have returned home, take Remus to our room and
let me and your mother watch while he makes a man out of you. Do you agree to
these terms?�

�� Y�Yes, Father,� Draco
silently gulped and nodded, hiding his freaking out face behind a calm, stoic fa�ade.

�� Good,� Lucius
smirked and took Draco�s chin, leaning towards him
until their noses touched and said in a seductive husky tone, �I look forward
to your birthday soon,� then pulled his face back and spoke casually, �You may
leave. I�m expecting your godfather today.�

�� He then let go and went back to
reading his papers as if this conversation had never took place. Draco excused himself and walked out of the study. As soon
as he was out, his whole body shook like a leaf and nearly ran to his room,
ignoring his godfather who came at the opposite direction and slammed the door
closed before burying his head in his pillow, crying his eyes out. He should�ve
known his father would never give away a freebie. He knew he would try to
squeeze out any bargain he could get his hands on. That was his father. Always has
been, always will be.

�� Severus,
on the other hand, was surprised that Draco just ran
past him without greeting him. Judging from the direction he came from, he
could tell that his godson must�ve had another failed attempt to outsmart his
father. Nothing too strange about that. It was best
that he didn�t mention it. He went up to the study and knocked the door.

�� Come in,� Lucius�
voice rang from the other side. Severus opened the
door and entered.

�� Hello, Lucius,�
Severus greeted him and sat in front of his desk.

�� Ah, my favourite
member of the family,� Lucius said as he poured a cup
of tea for Severus. �Glad you could join me for tea.�

�� And how are you, Lucius? You do not usually call me till the weekend.�

�� Well, to be honest,� Lucius said as he took a sip of tea. �I�m just a little
curious about your slave. I haven�t heard from you since you bought him. How
did it go with him?�

�� He likes wine and loves sex when he
is intoxicated, apparently,� Severus sighed. �But I
feel guilty. He is just a child.�

�� I know,� Lucius
smirked smugly. �About 12 years and 3 months old to be exact.�

�� A child,� Severus
glared at him. �How about you try fucking your son? Wait, never mind, wrong
question. You just might.�

�� Are you not curious as to wonder
how I know about him?�

�� That is my next question. How do
you know?�

�� Lucius
grinned and accio-ed a bunch of paperwork that was
stashed in a file drawer across the room and dropped it on the desk in front of
Severus, �Bought this for 15 Galleons from the slaver
who keeps records of their slaves. Turns out his parents were school
celebrities back in the days and had been doing a lot of good services to the
community when they were alive. You might know them. They were known as James
Potter and Lily Evans, our Hogwarts Homecoming King and Queen as the Muggles would put them. A man they assisted the Aurors to arrest named Tom Marvolo
Riddle escaped Azkaban and assassinated them. It's all in there.�

�� I see,� Severus
noted as he took the papers, remembering vaguely about a Gryffindor boy who had
blue eyes behind thin-framed glasses and always holding a Snitch and had really
messy hair and a Gryffindor girl who had green eyes, red hair and always seen
either with a book or with the boy or both. �So his uncle and aunt Mr. and Mrs.
Dudley sold him.�

�� Yes. Apparently after taking the
boy in, they didn�t bother to send him to school and treated him like a servant,
doing the housework and picking up after them. Never taught him to read or
write and was not allowed to speak either, so his speech ability is lacking in
that area. If I�m not mistaken, they actually whacked his throat or hit the
back of his neck whenever he tried to voice out his mind, so that internal
wound must�ve worsened his speech impediment. When his uncle went bankrupt and
was left with only the clothes on their backs, they sold him with he was 11
years old to a slave hunter for a measly 14,000 Sickles. Rather cheap, don�t
you think?�

�� Another question.
Why did you look it up?�

�� Why? I just thought you wanted to
know, is all. I always do background checks on my slaves, just in case they�ve
contracted any disease or whatnot, or to blackmail with if they disobey me,
especially if they came from a dark past. Thought I'd do the same for my favourite family member. So does he really not know how to talk?�

�� He can say �Nummy�,
which I think is �Yummy� and the word �Fuck�.�

�� Lucius snorted
upon hearing that, almost choking in his tea.

�� You should do that more,� he said
with a small grin, sipping his tea.

�� I suppose he learnt that word from
one of his clients. He has only been in the business for a year, in which he
had serviced almost 5 men in that year.�

�� And now I make number 6. I am not
going to do it again to him. He should be treated like a human being, not an
animal,� Severus said grimly, even though his whole
body craved it.

�� You say it, but I know you will
give in again. It's like that with sex slaves. Until you're really, truly tired
of them, you'll ravish them again and again. You're known to be a little weak
in the temptation department when you�re younger, Severus,
especially with the juniors in school��

�� Thank you, �Mother�,� Severus groaned, interrupting Lucius.
�That is not what I wanted to hear.�

�� Lucius
chuckled, �It�s just so fun to tease you every now and then, puts a bit of
emotion on that porcelain face of yours.�

�� Sure,� Severus
raised an annoyed eyebrow before taking another sip of tea. �So how many are coming
to Draco�s party this year?�

�� Almost the entire Ministry of Magic
will be here, including Crabbe and Goyle and his kids. Of course, you're invited. Bring the
little slave along. Everyone's bringing theirs.�

�� As long as he is
not touched. If the same thing happens like last time with the �adult�s
party�, I will strangle you.�

�� Wasn't my fault Black decided to
bottoms up on the vodka and have a strip tease in the middle of the room.�

�� I will not let him take my pet.
Harry is mine and mine alone.�

�� Possessive, aren't we?� Lucius grinned, giving him a mischievous look. �Humph. You�ll
get tired of him soon enough, just like I did with my other slaves.�

�� Lucius,
the last sex slave I had, I had him for over 16 years.�

�� And that's a record, considering
the rest only lasted for no more than a year, and that was before the Ministry
adopted the Muggle human labour
rights rule�making slavery partially illegal�and before those poor little
creatures were driven to extinction,� Lucius sighed. �Still
thinking about the last slave?�

�� He never loved me. I had to let him
free.� Severus sighed. He hadn�t seen him in about
three years now and it hurt him occasionally to think about him. �Unlike you, Lucius, I want my slave to love me.�

�� How could a slave love their
master?� Lucius said in disgust. �It's so ungodly
wrong. Love is such a superficial thing, more so when it's between a slave and
a master. I don�t know what your obsession is over this.�

�� I know you don�t, Lucius. You are too shallow to figure it out. I want one
person to spend the rest of my life with. Not a string of mindless slaves only
wanting to please me because I am their master.�

�� Have it your way,� Lucius sighed, tired of arguing with his god-brother of the
same issue over and over again. He had always been the most stubborn git among them. �You�ve always been the eccentric in the
family anyway. Just remember to bring your slave to the party. It'll do the kid
good to know slaves other than himself and you.�

�� Yes, you are true on that,� Severus agreed as he drained his tea. He took the bunch of
paperwork with him and said, �I must be going. I don't want to leave him alone
too long.�

�� Very well then,� Lucius replied as he got up. �I�ll see you to the door.�

�� Lucius accompanied
Severus to the front door in comfortable silence. When
he opened the door for Severus to leave, he
remembered something.

�� Oh, Severus.�

�� Yes?� Severus
turned back to face his god-brother.

�� Another thing you should know. That
slave you have. He�s been given a concealment spell to retain his quality and
get a higher price off him, but if you remove it, you will see the scar on his
forehead that was caused by that Riddle convict when he tried to kill him.
Nearly did, his broken skull almost made him bleed to death, but he survived. I�m
sure you can undo a simple concealment spell, don�t you?�

�� I was better at Charms than you,
remember?� Severus smiled smugly and walked off,
leaving Lucius to huff in defeat and walk back into
the house.

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�� Harry?�

�� Once he was home, the first thing he
did was call his pet. It was almost nightfall when he came home, but a little
earlier than the usual time Harry had to wait for him in the front door, so he
resorted to looking for his little slave.

�� After a moment of searching, he
found Harry at the rose garden at the backyard, picking petals off the blood
red roses. Severus smiled and went to him.

�� Hello, Harry.�

�� Harry turned to see and smiled, �Mah!� Apparently, he was trying to say �Master� but could
only go as far as that.

�� Having fun?� he asked, coming out and
sitting on a chair outside.

�� Harry responded by picking up the
bundle of petals he plucked out of other roses and threw them upwards, making
fall on him like confetti and giggled.

�� No, Harry, don't pick the petals
off,� Severus sighed, a mental image of the head
gardener going ballistic over the totaled garden. �There will be no more flowers.�

�� Oh,� Harry replied, giving him an �I�m
sorry� pout.

�� Come here, pet,� Severus smiled and gestured him to come near him, in which the
boy did shyly.

�� Mah?�

�� Do you remember last night?�

�� Harry thought hard for a while, then shook his head.

�� Severus
frowned, �Do you remember anything after dinner?�

�� Harry thought again, then remembered
the wine he was given and smiled, �Nummy~!�

�� OK, after the yummy wine?�

�� The boy thought again, trying to
recall the events after that, but couldn�t get any and shook his head hard.

�� Severus
sighed in relief. It�s for the best, I suppose,
he thought before voicing out, �Alright. Are you hungry? It is almost
dinner, but you need a bath hanging out in the garden all day.�

�� Harry smiled and followed behind his
Master as he was led to the bathroom. There, Severus
turned on the water to make a lukewarm bath and told Harry to undress while he
got the soap ready. Harry obeyed, taking off all his clothes and stood there waiting
in all its naked wonder. As soon as the tub is full, he turned the taps off and
gestured the boy to get in, in which he did so, looking up expectantly at his
Master with his sparkling innocent jade-green eyes. Severus
bit his lip, trying very hard not to look at Harry�s enticing body as his own
body began to spring to life with lust.

�� Wash up nicely. I will be in the
other room,� he said as he quickly made his way to get out of the bathroom,
entering his own room and breathed deep to get control of his erection that was
threatening to break out of its confines. Quickly, he sent for Colin to get the
dinner ready before going back to his room to wait for his pet. Damn it, he cursed to himself. Why do you have to look so wonderful and
seductive, pet? I don�t want to take you against your will again.

�� Harry, still in the bathroom, was
surprised at Severus� reaction, but didn�t think much
of it as he shrugged and started cleaning himself from head to toe; scrubbing
off whatever dirt he caught during his day in the garden. He knew he wasn�t
supposed to be in the garden unless Neville required him because the head
gardener particularly did not like him because of his petal-plucking fetish, but
he was in a naughty mood today and since the head gardener had taken ill and
left Neville in charge of the garden for the day, he managed to slip away and plucked
at the rose petals all day long. He liked plucking roses the best. Even though
the stems were thorny, the petals were big, red and beautifully soft, and he
enjoyed the feel of it between his fingers as he plucked it off one by one. He knew
he would get in trouble for this once the head gardener got better, but at the
moment, he didn�t really feel bothered by it.

�� Once he was done, he cleaned himself
off the soap, then stepped out of the bathroom totally
wet and naked, calling for his Master. Severus poked
his head back in and sucked in a breath seeing Harry glistening wetly under the
light of the bathroom.

�� Wha�What
is it, pet?� Severus stumbled in his words.

�� Mah!� Harry twirled around, showing off his wet
body, trying to tell him that he was done bathing.

�� Yes, very nice. Uh, dry off and
come out here," Severus sighed and pulled back. Lucius was right: he was never going to make it.

�� Harry looked for a towel, grabbed it
and dried himself before wrapping himself with it and came to Severus.

�� Mah?�

�� Good, pet. Let�s get you dressed
before dinner,� Severus said, looking for something
for his pet to wear, not looking at him.

�� Harry felt something wrong about Severus and pulled at his sleeve tentatively, giving him a
questioning look.

�� It�s nothing, Harry,� Severus assured him as he gave him an
underwear and a huge T-shirt with a tribal drawing on the front. It used
to belong to the previous slave�who was a Muggle, by
the way�that he had loved and cared for 16 long years, but since his love
remained unrequited and he had disappeared from his life for good, he didn�t
see any harm giving it to Harry. Besides, the usual servant clothes Harry wore
that he got from the hired help was a little�unbecoming on him.

�� Finally Severus
could look at him as soon as he was dressed. It ran all the way past Harry�s
knees when he put it on because it was meant for adults, and he couldn�t help feeling
that Harry looked so cute in it. But he could tell from Harry�s expression that
the boy was still wondering about what he did wrong that made his Master
behaved in such a way.

�� It
is best if you don�t know, pet. It is best if you had no idea what you had been
through with a beast like me�

�� Ready for dinner,
Harry?�

�� Harry smiled and nodded. Severus then took Harry�s hand and led him to the dining
room to eat. Harry went pink as he felt Severus� hand
on him, wondering why his Master was so out of sorts today and wondering why he
was following him instead of rushing to the kitchen to prepare dinner for him, but
quickly brushed it all away as he saw the food already prepared on the table.

�� Nummy~!� Harry grinned.

�� Yes, but no wine tonight. It�s all
for me,� Severus said as he sat down and tucked Harry
onto his lap. Harry pouted when he heard his Master said that he wouldn�t get
any wine, but did not complain. His Master�s words were law, after all.

�� It�s
for your own good, Severus thought as he started
feeding the boy and himself. Harry ate whatever his Master spoon-fed without
complain, but would occasionally look at the wine glass with longing whenever Severus took a sip from it. Severus�
fingers itched to feed some for Harry, but he steeled his willpower not to. The
boy�s innocence was at stake here.

�� Mah?� After a long silence, Harry looked up to his
Master, seemingly wanting to say something.

�� Yes, pet?�

�� Quite suddenly, Harry gave him his
biggest smile, giving him a look that said �Thank you so much, Master� before
leaning his head against his shoulder, almost purring like a little kitten.

�� Oh�� Severus
got the idea, his heart overwhelmed with bliss. He smiled genuinely for the
first time in so many years and ran his hand through Harry�s hair, bringing him
closer both heart and soul.

�� I am glad you are here with me,
pet.�

A/N: Eeeeeeeeeee~~~~~!!!!!!!! This
last part is literally giving me sugar-coated cavities~!!!! X3 Oh, and please
don�t ask me about that Tom Marvolo Riddle thing. Since
this is AU, we just created stupid crazy back stories and histories as we went.
We even sort of agreed that we�d like Sirius to be alive instead of six feet
under. So there. Reviews plz!
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