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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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I�M A SLAVE FOR YOU

�� Today was not like the ordinary
days. Today Albus was serious. He rarely showed a
serious face, always in his grandfatherly mode, unless there have been certain
dire circumstances to make him so, and this was one of those circumstances.
Once he came into the office after an emergency meeting with the Ministry, he
went straight to the fireplace and made a firecall to
Severus� office.

�� Severus? Severus Snape?�

�� Severus growled at being interrupted
for the second time in a row. His first interruption was by Madame Poppy Pomfrey who demanded that he make her some hair-growing
tonic to cure some students who had been accidentally hexed with some sort of
balding curse during Charms class, and when she insisted that she didn�t have
any more tonic in spite of Severus� claims of her having some in the medicine
emergency cabinet, she had forced the Potions Master to stomp all the way to
the Hospital Wing and showed her the tonic, which she kept deep within all
other miscellaneous medicinal potions collecting dust, hidden from the naked
eye. That left him with a foul mood as he berated her for not cleaning the
cabinet once in a while, and now with Albus� serious
face staring at him in the fire, it was not exactly helping, since he had tons
of paperwork and thesis needed to be done for his research on a new potion and
also marking the students� appalling homework at the same time.

�� Yes, Albus?� Severus said grudgingly.

�� Please come to my office
immediately. There is something I wish to discuss with you in private.�

�� Severus rolled his eyes. How private
can it get talking face to face in a firecall? But
seeing Albus� insistent face, he thought it better to
just humour him and get it over with.

�� Fine,� Severus replied and put his
papers down with a huff. Telling him to stand aside, he ended the firecall and Floo-ed into Albus� office. �That immediate enough?
What is it?�

�� Albus
motioned him to have a seat at his desk and passed him the Daily Prophet for
today. Severus took it, his eyes looking at the old Headmaster questioningly.

�� I got the first printing before the
publisher owled them around the wizarding
community. Read it.�

�� Severus obliged, scanning his eyes
through the headlines. They read �MUGGLE FAMILY BRUTALLY MUTILATED� and as he
read the content of the story and looked at the picture, which were Aurors disguising themselves as Muggle
policemen mingling with the Muggle feds as they
secretly used their wands hidden in police batons to remove traces of magic on
the dead bodies, revealed that the family killed turned out to be the Dursleys. Severus knew it to be true as he recognized the
dead uncle whom he saw before when Lucius showed him
the file on Harry from the business, along with pictures, almost a year ago. He
widened his eyes in disbelief, looking from the newspaper to Albus and back again. Albus
nodded quietly.

�� Do you see who has been killed in
the news?�

�� Severus was speechless. The words
didn�t seem to make any sense. The only thing that came out of his mouth was,
�How�?�

�� I was called in very early at dawn
this morning to attend an emergency meeting in the Ministry regarding this.
Just recently, Aurors reported in that a few other Muggles and also a few witches and wizards were killed over
the last week, but it was the Dursleys� death that
started bringing the Ministry into the big picture because they distinctively
remember about them especially during the day I pleaded for their permission to
adopt Harry, which involved their consent. We tried to see the connection and
realized that those killed were somehow related one way or another to Harry�s bloodline.�

�� Do you think it is a coincidence
that he killed them?� Severus suggested.

�� You and I both know that Tom Riddle
is on the loose, and I did mention in my plea that there is a possibility of
Riddle exacting revenge over Harry�s family due to
the boy�s parents responsible for his capture, but I had not expected it to
really come true. Reports from the Ministry received from the Aurors said that the Dursleys�
death was of the same pattern as Riddle�s other victims; the patterns were also
the same with last week�s recent victims who were found to be related to Harry
in some way as well. In fact, just 2 days ago, we discovered that Greta Maximillion, widow of our late Auror
Vincent Gray who died 5 years ago in duty, and her son was killed by Riddle as
well and was found to be James Potter�s cousin 5 times removed. He�s definitely
out for Harry�s family tree. So far, after we�ve done
a lineage potion check, Riddle has taken out a quarter of Harry�s
family tree, but he is choosing them at random, so we don�t know who he would
strike next.�

�� Do you think he is coming for Harry
now?�

�� No one has any leads yet, but I�m
suspecting that because of Riddle�s hate towards Harry�s
parents and him taking it out on anyone and everyone that is related to Harry,
he might be bound to find out about Harry�s existence
sooner or later. I won�t exclude the possibility of Riddle going after Harry
right this moment.�

�� Severus nodded, looking back at the
picture. He felt somehow that the Dursleys deserved a
form of punishment after what they did to his little beloved, but he had never
actually wanted them dead, not in this manner anyway. He felt almost sorry for
them to suffer the consequences of an act committed by their nephew�s parents years ago. Ever since the day he saw in the
headlines about Tom Riddle escaping from Azkaban, he knew this day would come
sooner or later. It�s just that he didn�t want to put too much thought into it
lest he would worry his little beloved.

�� What should we do?�

�� I�m at wits� end at the moment,� Albus shook his head in dismay. �To be honest, I don�t know
what I should do. I�m still recovering from the shock I got from the meeting
this dawn in the Ministry. I love my little grandson very much, but I can�t think
of anything to do to protect him. It�s very frustrating.�

�� Severus rubbed his chin. He had a
thought, but wasn�t too keen about it. He wanted to decide against mentioning
it, but thinking of Riddle after Harry�s blood sent
his own running cold at the thought of it. He heaved a silent sigh and finally
let his mouth run out on him.

�� What about sending Harry away?�

�� Sending little Har
away?� Albus asked in surprise. �Oh dear, it might
work, but I couldn�t do that. I didn�t think you�d be the one to suggest that.
Do you even want to be separated from
him?�

�� No, I don�t,� Severus admitted
almost immediately, then sighed again, �But it is for
his own good.�

�� I suppose you are right, Severus.
After all, to protect him, sometimes tough love is necessary. Where do you
suggest he should be relocated?�

�� Some place that cannot be found,
preferably never to Riddle anyway. If only certain
places that are Unplottable in Muggles�
eyes can be Unplottable for wizards as well. Why not
try other wizarding schools that are affiliated to
us? That way we can still keep in touch with him. How about Durmstrang?
That school consists of strong men; they might be able to hide and protect
Harry there.�

�� No, absolutely
not!� Albus refused in an indignant voice.
�Most of them spoke German and dear Har doesn�t know
a single word of German�we�ve got no time to teach him anyway�and everyone
there ran on testosterone and sheer chauvinism. I can bet you my beard that the
minute you leave my little Har there, those hormone-crazed
boys would drag him back into his old life faster than we can blink. I wouldn�t
trust dear Har around them one bit.�

�� What about Beauxbatons?
The people there are nice and decent, and I know for a fact Harry had been
taught French for a while, judging by the homework I see him doing. They are
mostly women over there; I�m sure Harry will be��

�� Sorry, Severus, but Beauxbatons is also not exactly the best place to put him
either. According to the lineage potions, about 3 of Harry�s
relatives from his mother�s side stay there. The chances of Riddle striking
next there are high. Besides, you don�t want Har to
be under the care of that feminist Headmistress Maxime,
do you?�

�� Good point,� Severus grimaced,
remembering the Headmistress Maxime who came to Hogwarts
during the Triwizard Tournament and her out-of-place
appearance in the Yule Ball. �That leaves Salem. They may have assimilated and
managed to mesh Muggle traits with the wizarding world to keep up in the changing times, and their
Muggle attributes might prove good familiarity to
Harry, but I myself wouldn�t trust Harry with those Americans. Besides, the
cousin of the Headmaster of Salem was Harry�s first
Master in the business. The last thing I want was to remind Harry about his old
life by seeing him.�

�� Where else could we put Harry in
anyway?� Albus scratched his chin in worry.

�� At this rate, I�d agree to anywhere
as long as it�s remote and safe for my little pet, even if it means somewhere
like in Ireland.�

�� At that, Albus
actually thought for a while before he lit up, �You know, Severus, maybe
Ireland just might work. There are no known relatives of Harry over there, and
I heard there is a new magic school newly built and established there in an Unplottable. I suppose I could go first thing after school
to check out the new Irish school. Maybe I might know someone there. I�ll let
you help me relay this news to Har, alright?�

�� I don�t want to upset him,� Severus
replied, cursing inwardly at Albus for letting him be
the bearer of bad news. �Do you think maybe if I tweak the truth a little it
would be better for him to swallow?�

�� Maybe. But
I strongly suggest you tell him as truthfully as possible.�

�� Alright, I will. Where is he,
anyway?�

�� He�s still at home learning with
his private tutor,� Albus replied proudly. �The day
after tomorrow will be their last lesson and he will officially be in Hogwarts
next semester. Isn�t it wonderful?�

�� Yes, he is too as well,� Severus
replied half-heartedly. He was indeed happy that Harry was doing well but he had
to remind himself constantly that Harry was now his own person and no longer
his slave anymore. Albus noticed the look on Severus�
face and smiled knowingly.

�� You miss the good ol� days, don�t you?�

�� Slightly.
I suppose I fear that he will get too independent and found out he does not
need me.�

�� You know that�s not true, Severus.
He loves you just as much as you do to him.�

�� But he is still a boy��

�� Not as much of a boy as you think.
Care to hear a little secret? That is, if you promise not to tell little Har I told you.�

�� If Severus had dog ears, it would�ve
perked up by now.

�� I tried to test Harry�s
true feelings towards you, and I asked him how much he really loves you. Do you
know what he said?�

�� Severus� face showed signs of
fearful anticipation. Albus chuckled.

�� He said that he loves you so much
he is willing to marry you even if you didn�t ask and give you a family you
deserve to have. That�s how much he loves you, Severus, so do not doubt his
emotional maturity. He�s not the little boy you used to know anymore. He is
more than that. He is your lover and my grandson, and he will stick by you, no
matter what happens.�

�� Severus felt as if his heart was
going to swell up and explode at upon hearing this. He didn�t know whether to
be comforted by this or to be even guiltier about what he was going to do later
to his little beloved. Finally he closed his eyes, sighed and got up.

�� Would you send him to my rooms
tonight? I have papers to finish.�

�� Of course,
Severus. Good luck.�

�� Severus nodded and Floo-ed back to his room, sitting down heavily at his desk.

�� He needed more than just luck.

�� He needed a miracle.

--:--

�� After their talk, Albus floo-ed back home as soon
as school hours ended. The first thing he did once he was home was going over
and checking out his little grandson. They were in the study and he could see
Harry was almost done with the tutor. As soon as the tutor finished his class,
he approached him.

�� So, how is he doing, Mr. Figgs?�

�� He is a very amazing boy,� Mr. Figgs, the tutor, gushed with pride. �He learns things very
quick and I am proud to be his tutor. I think with the proper learning and
training, he would not even need to go to school and still pass in, say, five
years.�

�� Wonderful!� Albus
chirped gleefully. �That is wonderful news. It feels almost sad that the day
after tomorrow is your last day with him. You are doing so much progress with
him.�

�� Yes, I must admit I�m already
starting to miss teaching him. Well, he will be a fine student indeed once he�s
got into Hogwarts. You wouldn�t mind if I end my final class with him by taking
him out for a meal?�

�� No, no, not at
all. Spend all the time you need with Harry on your last day. I�m sure
he will need your last minute advice on things, won�t you, Har?�

�� Yes, please,� Harry smiled
good-naturedly. �I�d love to spend as much time as I possibly can with you on
our last day together.�

�� Isn�t he an angel?� Mr. Figgs fawned as he ruffled the boy�s hair. �Well, I�ll be
going then. I�ll send myself out.�

�� Very well.
See you tomorrow.�

�� Mr. Figgs
waved to Harry before he left. As Harry gathered his books, Albus
sat opposite him.

�� Liking your lessons so far?�

�� Yes, Grandpa Albus.
He�s such a nice tutor, I�d really love to learn some more with him, but I
guess it�s about time I get exposed to the real stuff.�

�� Really looking forward to studying
in Hogwarts, eh, Har?�

�� Harry nodded gleefully as he put
away his last books and stuffed it into his personal drawers beside the
bookshelf. Albus could tell that he was both excited
to be in Hogwarts for the challenge of a real school life and being closer to
Severus, and his heart ached at the thought of the upcoming hurdle he was going
to have to cross soon.

�� Har dear. I�m going to have to run an errand today
and won�t be back home so soon. In fact, I might not
be coming home tonight. Why don�t you spend the night at Severus� place? I�ve
already informed him to receive you.�

�� OK, but will you be gone long, like
very long?�

�� Hopefully not.
Go on, run along now.�

�� Harry nodded and went to the main
fireplace at the living room where it was connected to the school�s
and floo-ed there, reaching Albus�
office in seconds. He greeted Fawkes and the Sorting Hat checked on whatever
errands for the day at school left by Albus at his
desk, running up and down and everywhere trying to get it done before he went
to meet his beloved Severus. Once he double-checked to see everything all done
and accounted for, he quickly made his way to Severus� office and knocked on
the door.

�� Severus? It�s me.�

�� Surprisingly, there was no answer.
He tried the knob and saw it wasn�t locked. He opened the door and popped his
head in, trying his luck again.

�� Severus? Severus,
you there? It�s me.�

�� Apparently Severus, so overwhelmed
by the talk he had with Albus that morning and the
burden of telling Harry the truth, couldn�t concentrate on the papers and gave
up for the time being. He sighed and turned to looking into the fire in his
office and lost himself in thought, not even hearing Harry knock or come in.
Harry was feeling worried. Severus usually responded almost immediately when he
was around. Cautiously, he came close to him and put a hand on his shoulder.

�� Severus?� Harry called, making the
Potions Master nearly jump before he looked over to see his little beloved.

�� Oh, pet,� Severus sighed both in
relief and in dread. �It�s you.�

�� Something
bothering you? You didn�t hear me knock n you didn�t answer my call.�

�� Come here, Harry,� Severus moved
his chair and opened his arms.

�� Harry knew he was avoiding the
question and could feel in his guts that something was on Severus� mind, but he
decided to go with the flow. He nodded and went into Severus� embrace, in which
Severus picked him up and held him on his lap and kissed his cheek, before
turning his head and kissing him on the lips. The Potions Master�s stomach was
flipping over, doing somersaults within him. How could he tell his love that
some mad man was after him? Albus said he was
emotionally mature enough to handle anything, but he wasn�t entirely convinced.
What if the boy broke down and cried? What if Harry went hysterical and clung
to him for dear life, not wanting to let go or accept the fact that they would
be separated again? He�d hate that to happen. Harry, on the other hand, was
surprised that Severus was kissing him out of the blue. He eased into the kiss
for a while until he noticed that the kiss wasn�t exactly wholehearted. He knew
something was wrong. He pulled away, a pout on his face.

�� What is going on here? Severus, if
you have something in your mind, please just tell me. I�m not a little child
anymore.�

�� I�I know that,� Severus didn't want
to let go of the kiss; it meant that he had to tell Harry. But he had to start
somewhere. There was no sugar-coating it now that his beloved demanded it.
�Pet, there was something in that newspaper today. This man�his name is Tom
Riddle�has killed again. This time it was�your old family.�

�� You�You mean Master Vernon,
Mistress Petunia and Young Master Dudley�?� Harry widened his eyes in shock at
upon hearing this.

�� Why do you call them that?� Severus
asked, surprised at the term he gave his own family.

�� Well�� Harry scratched his chin
sheepishly, �because I have always been treated a slave at home rather than a
family member, really. They never allow me to talk, but they made it very clear
that I was to see them as Master, Mistress and Young Master, not as Uncle, Aunt
and Cousin.�

�� Severus� heart ached at the thought
of the boy�s own uncle making himself lord over him. He almost felt stupid for
feeling sorry for his and his family�s death in the first place. Maybe that gluttonous fat-ass deserved this
sort of death after all, he thought before clearing his throat, �Yes, they
are dead. Quite brutally, I might add.�

�� Who�s Tom Riddle?� Harry�s brow furrowed as he try to make sense of the name,
since he had never known he was the true cause of his parents� death. �What�s
he got to do with them?�

�� That�is a bit more difficult to
say�� Severus hesitated, took a deep breath and continued, �Harry, Riddle
killed your parent.�

�� It took a full 5 seconds of silence
for Harry to digest this information before he laughed nervously, saying, �No
way. Master Vernon told me my father died of drug overdose on the day I was born
and my mother, after she gave me away to Master Vernon, killed herself a year
after she was taken by loan-sharks to sell her body to pay off my father�s
debts.�

�� I did not know them that well, just
more or less a bit of a�acquaintance at school, but I do know for a fact that
your Father would never do drugs and your Mother would never go so degradingly low
as becoming a prostitute,� Severus replied, thinking between the lines of Although your Father was an ass.

�� So�this
Riddle guy killed my parents...What for?�

�� Well, the story is that�� Severus
began to tell him the tale of Tom Riddle from what little he knew about the
details he got from Lucius and some of the
information he dug up on Harry and his parents� past when Harry was still his
slave. As he talked, Harry recalled the conversation the Old Married Couple had
with Draco the day they discovered his friendship with the blonde and the
fateful day where a respectable sort-of trust started between his blonde friend
and the couple, and it seemed to make sense to him now about Tom Riddle�s
character now that he was mentally literate enough to understand complicated
words. It finally dawned to him that they were talking about him and his
parents, and that Tom Riddle, the psychotic mad man who viewed killing as a
sport and a twisted way of preserving elitism, was responsible for his damned
childhood.

�� So�you think this Riddle guy might
be after me?� Harry asked as soon as Severus was done with his tale.

�� He might,� Severus said worriedly.
�We are not certain but I am not willing to take that chance.�

�� Why? Are you thinking of hiding me
away?�

�� That is exactly what I want to do.
In fact, your Grandpa Albus agreed to help you look
for suitable quarters to hide out until the Ministry is able to capture him
back in custody.�

�� Why?� Harry scowled, realizing what
Albus said to him about �running an errand�. �Why
must you hide me away? If what you say is true, that man killed my parents! I
must face him head-on! I must avenge my parents� death!�

�� You will do none of the sort. I
forbid it!� Severus scolded, forgetting that he didn�t have the authority to do
so.

�� This is my parents we�re talking
about! He killed my parents! Why must I run away from him? I should be facing
him, fighting him, doing to him what he did my parents! He�s the whole reason I
was in such a fucking mess! And why are you forbidding me? You�re not my Master
or anything�!�

�� Harry gasped and cupped his mouth in
horror, realizing what he had just said. How could he behave like this in front
of his beloved? It was like rubbing salt on old wounds. His heart ached when
Severus sighed at the last statement.

�� No, Harry, you�re right. I am not.
You don�t have to listen to me all the time anymore,� Severus replied quietly
as he stroked Harry�s cheek. �I just don�t want to
see you get hurt. I love you, Harry.�

�� I�m sorry�I�m sorry�I�m
so sorry�I didn�t mean what I said�I�� Harry sobbed, backing away a little as
tears brimmed out of his eyes.

�� Shh,
Harry. It�s fine, really,� Severus kept him close and kissed his head, then
chuckled slightly, �You are starting to be a teenager; you�re supposed to say
hurtful things.�

�� B-But I don�t want to say hurtful
things�I love you so much��

�� Shh�It�s
OK, Harry, it�s OK.�

�� With that, the older man tipped the
boy�s head up and kissed him slowly and gently, his fingers reached up to his
face to wipe away the tears. Harry kissed back the same way, wanting Severus to
forgive him desperately. Severus responded by pulling him close, letting his
tongue slide into Harry�s mouth and telling him with
his actions that he would never hold a grudge against his beloved, making the
boy moan into the kiss. Severus�s hands roamed under Harry�s
shirt as he ran his fingertips over Harry�s nipples.
As Harry shivered and moaned at the touch, Severus ran his tongue down Harry�s jaw to his neck and started nibbling.

�� Mmh�Sev�� Harry moaned, his senses
tingle as the nibbling sent pleasurable jolts down his spine.

�� Severus pulled the shirt clean off,
now being able to see and touch Harry, and let his tongue do the walking.
Feeling Sev�s tongue roaming all over him, Harry
wrapped his arms around Severus� neck, breathing erratically while Severus
nipped at one of Harry�s nipples, making him squeak
with pleasure. As he came back to his eye level, the older man pulled Harry up
and sat him on the desk. Harry giggled, knowing what was going to happen next.

�� A little feisty, aren�t we, Sev?� Harry asked mischievously.

�� This has nothing to do with
feisty,� Severus looked at Harry with glazed lustful eyes. �I want to make love
to you.�

�� I know. It�s been a while.�

�� And I want it to be slow and gentle
and no kinks. Just you and me,� Severus said as he kissed Harry�s
neck softly. Harry pushed him away slightly and met with his questioning eyes.

�� Will you promise me one thing,
Severus?�

�� Anything, Harry.�

�� If I have to be hidden away, will
you still keep in touch with me and not leave me alone?�

�� If I could, I would follow you,� Severus
nodded, �but yes, I will see you as often as I can.�

�� You promise?� Harry asked with
those forlorn jade-green eyes the Potions Master loved so much.

�� Yes, Harry,� Severus replied and
hugged him tight. �Don�t worry about it. I will not forget you.�

�� I'm glad,� the boy sighed in relief
and cupped his hands around Severus� cheeks. �Now make love to me.�

�� Severus smiled and pushed him down
on the desk and slowly, oh so slowly, pulled his pants down. Harry maneuvered
his body a little to allow Severus to take off his pants easily, in which
Severus threw them off and to the side. Severus then pulled out a small bottle
of lube from his desk and uncorked it. He slicked up his fingers very liberally
and pushed one in. Harry immediately hissed at the initial burn of the entry
but soon started moaning at the feeling of it. Slowly Severus opened him up,
stretching him bit by bit as he entered more fingers one by one to prepare him.
Once he could see Harry�s face begging for more than
just fingers, he took off his clothes and slicked himself generously with the
lube before entering Harry, inch by inch, savoring the feeling.

�� Harry moaned at the feeling of being
entered, but whined in protest as it was taking too slow. He tried to claw
lightly at Severus to make him go faster but Severus had his own plans for
tonight as he avoided Harry�s demanding touch.

�� I said gentle and it will be
gentle, Harry. So be good.�

�� Harry pouted for a while before
letting his beloved have his own way. He�d like to make up for yelling at him that
way before anyway. Once he was fully inside, Severus leaned over and let his
hips move slowly, in and out, making Harry pant breathlessly, savouring the wonderful feeling of his beloved's member
moving in and out of him. Occasionally Harry expertly clenched and unclenched the
member with his inner muscles to tease him, thinking that it would maximize his
beloved�s pleasure and probably encourage him to move faster.

�� A tease, pet.
Not good,� Severus growled in a half-annoyed tone and pulled Harry�s hips fully against him before he stilled, not
carrying on with his ministrations. Harry immediately whined sadly at the loss
of movement.

�� Please�Please don�t stop�I�m sorry��

�� Severus didn�t reply. He leaned down
and kissed him, still not moving the way it would send Harry moaning and
groaning in euphoria. He was going to make it clear to the boy that he was
serious about making love with no kinks. Harry kissed him back hungrily, his hips gyrated on its own, wanting Severus to
continue. Severus finally moved again, but at a very slow pace, still kissing,
while Harry kissed back just as passionately, only stopping for breath once in
a while as he tried to stay still and let Severus have his way with him. Seeing
that he had gotten the message, he nuzzled the boy�s nose affectionately.

�� Good boy,� Severus whispered in his
ear as he thrust deep into him nice and slow, �I could stay inside you forever.
Feel your warmth around me.�

�� I love you, Sev.
I love you so much�� Harry whimpered, wrapping his legs around his waist to
bring him in deeper and to hit the spot.

�� I love you too, Harry, so much��
Severus groaned as he started moving fast, his control slowly breaking as he
assaulted the bundle of nerves within Harry. Harry almost howled in approval at
Severus� speed.

�� Yes, yes, yes�! So good�!� Harry
was screaming now, the sweet spot ravaged so hard that his beloved Potions
Master was going in and out of focus in white hot flashes, almost like someone
who showed you flickering lights to test if you had epilepsy, but not as
intense. The more the nerves were hit, the tighter the pit of his stomach
became, tying itself up in crazy knots that can never be undone.

�� You�re mine, Harry. All mine,�
Severus whispered as he neared his edge. �And I am all yours.�

�� Mmh~! Yes, you are all mine, as I am you,� Harry
moaned as he reached down to pump himself, feeling himself getting close.

�� Say it again, Harry,� Severus kept
pounding into him, his climax coming fast.

�� You are all mine, Severus, as I am
to you. I love you so much.�

�� With that, Severus lost his control
and cried out as he came into the boy. Harry pumped harder as he felt Severus�
seed filling him up, and a few seconds later he came as well, staining his hand
and his stomach and squirted all over Severus� chest. Both of them went into a
bout of pleasurable spasms as they rode out their climax for almost a full 5
seconds before their limp bodies slumped onto the desk, panting breathlessly.

�� You�re amazing, Severus,� Harry
panted as he ran his fingers through the older man�s hair. �Just like always.�

�� And you�re not too bad yourself,�
Severus said as he poked Harry�s nose teasingly, �although
you need to work on your patience.�

�� Can�t help it if you drive me into a frenzy all the time.�

�� That good, eh?
Care to have another go later?�

�� Harry blushed for a moment before
looking away, pouting, �Horny toad.�

�� I take that as a yes,� Severus
smirked before carrying Harry bridal style and entered the bedroom.

A/N: Well, looks like Albus is
right about Harry going through another hurdle in life. Now that Harry knows (or
finally understood) about the true cause of his parents� death, what will the
future hold? Stay tuned to find out, but in the meantime, reviews plz!
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