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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, now that we have some Remy/Drake loving (and a
huge scare in between), let�s see how our little Har
is doing in his new environment, shall we?

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

I�M A SLAVE FOR YOU

�� The sun shone brightly into the
condo window, illuminating the dark bedroom. Aaron blinked at the light and
woke up, stretching his lazy bones.

�� Another day has come,� Aaron sighed
to himself as he slowly got out of bed, checking to see
if any owls have sent him the Daily Prophet or letters from home. As soon as he
stepped out of his room, he was greeted by Harry who was lying on his couch in
the living room reading The Quibbler.

�� Good God, Har!
Have you ever heard of knocking?�

�� Good morning to
you too.�

�� It was a normal routine nowadays for
Harry to just climb into his dorm through their connecting verandah every
morning since Harry started his semester in Kym. As Aaron promised, Kym also
had a system of sorting the students in four houses, namely Leprechaun, Selkie, Banshee and Changeling, based on the Irish
mythological creatures. Leprechaun is almost like Gryffindor, but more towards
cheeky intelligence attributes than chivalry, while Selkie
is almost like a mirror image of Ravenclaw in terms
of attributes. Changeling would more or less fit the criteria of a Hufflepuff, although less on the quiet, hardworking and
diligent attitude and Banshee would be a less dark, less cunning and less
discriminate version of Slytherin. At least unlike
Gryffindor and Slytherin who view each other and
everyone else as life-long enemies, the houses in Kym were more civilized to
each other and often engage in healthy competitions, and sometimes even become
best buds with each other, and unlike Hogwarts� black, crinkled old Sorting
Hat, Kym�s Sorting Hat was clean, tidy and white in colour,
as if it was perpetually in a condition where it had been bought off the
shelves a few hours after display, and it had a name to go with it: Mystic. It
was also more talkative than Hogwarts� Sorting Hat and would ask trick
questions to further evaluate the person�s attribute more before sorting them
into his/her house. But just as Hogwarts� Sorting Hat said that Harry would�ve
been suited to be in Slytherin, Mystic sorted Harry
(after a rather long-winded chat) into Banshee, and he was welcomed heartily
amongst his fellow Banshee classmates.

�� Do you really have to climb in
through the verandah all the time?� Aaron said as he ruffled Harry�s hair. �We�re not exactly living on the ground floor
or anything. What if you get hurt or worse? And there is such thing as a door,
you know.�

�� But that�s the beauty of
verandahs,� Harry grinned. �I get to come in without the hassle of waiting
outside forever for you to open the door, and you don�t exactly want me to wake
you up from your beauty sleep, do you?�

�� Good point. My blood sugar level
will drop dramatically if I�m interrupted from my sleep. It�s not pretty,�
Aaron chuckled, then looked around for any sign of the
papers. �Is the Daily Prophet in yet?�

�� There, on the coffee table,� Harry
replied, pointing without looking up from his Quibbler. �Lola just brought it
in.�

�� Thanks.�

�� Aaron and Harry were like peas and
carrots as the days went by, almost always seen together except during lessons.
Aaron was in Leprechaun and just the attributes of his house, he was cheeky but
intelligent, and a master of elemental magic and Potions. If he were to be in
Hogwarts and in Slytherin, he would�ve been the
teacher�s pet, but as Harry had initially had his impression on, he was like a
male version of Hermione, only a little better. During his stay at the school
condominium, Aaron had introduced Harry to some of his closer friends, namely
Judith Cecelia Light, who revealed to be in the same house as Harry; Rachel Yearne, a bespectacled 3^rd year Selkie with bluish-black hair and small stature; and
Rebecca Levi, a 3^rd year redhead with a brighter shade of green than
Harry in her eyes and was the same house as Aaron.

�� Aren�t you supposed to get ready?�
Aaron asked as he picked up the Daily Prophet and scanned through the
headlines. �We�re going down to Sidhe Street today
with the girls, remember?�

�� The girls?�
Harry asked, looking up with that tragic dreaded expression on his face. �You mean
Judith is coming as well?�

�� Despite being in the same house and
in the same condo, Judith still behaved cold towards Harry and made no effort
to be friends with him. In fact, whenever Aaron would try to get them together
for their group activities, she would either refuse to join vehemently or would
glare Harry down whatever chance she got, as if he was a stain that just
wouldn�t go away, and always give him the silent treatment, refusing to even
utter a word to him. Harry had tried to make the effort sometimes, but she
would have none of that. She would turn away deliberately whenever he came her
way and whenever they were in close proximity, she would either shoot cold, icy
glares at him or shove him away, snapping at him to stay at least 3 feet away from
her. She even slapped away sweet tidbits and stomped them to pieces right in
front of everyone whenever Harry tried to give them to her as peace offerings,
and showed no remorse in doing so, further making their relationship worse.

�� Rachel and Rebecca, on the other
hand, were in good terms with Harry. Both of them were Muggle-born
like Aaron as well, and were always seen together just like Aaron and Harry.
Rachel, just like the attribute of her house dictated, is a very studious girl
who would always be seen with a book in her hand, believing in the motto that
�All work and no play make Jane a good girl�. She strived to excel to the point
of perfection, making it her lifelong mission to succeed in being the cleverest
witch in the whole wizarding world, and viewed Aaron
as her formidable rival. She claimed to know Hermione as well from her scouting
through student magazines on gifted students and self-proclaimed herself to be
Hermione�s next rival, despite the fact that she and Hermione had never met.
Rebecca was more of a polar opposite of Rachel: out-going, optimistic, jovial
and always have a way of cracking joke without making it sound like you have heard
it a thousand times before. She claimed to have this sort of bubbly nature
thanks to growing up with a house full of sisters, with only her father as the
only male presence in the household. She had a red ribbon tied around her neck
that she refused to take off except during baths as a symbol of a promise her
fianc� made to return to marry her as soon as he returned from his Quidditch Cup Tournament Season, and it gave Harry almost
the nostalgic feeling of Severus� promise to keep in touch with him.

�� Oh, come now, Harry,� Aaron laughed
as he punched Harry lightly on the knee. �She�s not gonna
bite. Why are you so bloody afraid of her?�

�� Not yet anyway,� Harry rolled his
eyes. �Seriously, what does she have against me? It�s like as if I�ve committed
a crime against humanity or something. She�s treating me like I�m scum.�

�� You just don�t know her well
enough. Give her time. She�ll warm up to you sooner than you think.�

�� Yeah, well, in my case, I�d rather if
it�s later than sooner.�

�� Yoohoo~! Rise and shine, boys~! Sidhe
Street awaits~!�

�� Aaron and Harry chuckled as they
heard the familiar yodeling of Rebecca outside Aaron�s door. If anyone could
get them in the mood to get up and going, it was definitely the jovial little
redhead.

�� Well, shall we?� Aaron jerked his
head towards the direction of the door.

�� I�ll get dressed,� Harry said and
was prepared to make a dash to the verandah to get to his own dorm when he felt
the familiar tug at his collar.

�� Door, please, Har?
Like everyone else?�

�� Harry grinned sheepishly. Old habits
die hard sometimes.

--:--

�� As soon as they were in Sidhe Street, Harry took a long whiff. It had been like
forever since he walked around in a crowded area like this. The last time he
was surrounded by people and the noise of a busy commercial area was with his
Grandpa Albus and Severus when they were shopping in Hogsmeade and Honeydukes for
items as per requested in the school list for the Kym school term. It felt good
to have something that somewhat reminded the boy of home.

�� Ooh, check this out!� Rebecca
squealed as she pointed at a pinkish gothic-lolita
dress that was displayed in a shop that sold Muggle
novelties, making it a big hit among the wizards and witches. �I didn�t think
they would sell these. You should get this, Rach. You
might look good in it.�

�� I have no interest in cosplay, thank you very much, Becka,�
Rachel replied, her eyes glued to the book entitled �Trials and Tribulations of
Modern Life Sorcery�. It was a wonder she could even navigate at all among the
crowd with her face buried in those pages.

�� You should really stop cramming all
that knowledge into that tiny head of yours,� Aaron chuckled as he got them
some butterbeer to go. �A human brain can only hold
so much.�

�� Technically we only used about 3%
of our brain, Turunen. I�m trying to beat the odds.�

�� Well, the odds that you really need
to beat right now are the odds of you getting a boyfriend, Rach,�
Rebecca rolled her eyes in defeat. �There is more to life than numbers,
figures, information and facts, you know.�

�� I am not going to waste my time
swooning over men that are intellectually inferior to me.�

�� Whatever. You know, Percy,� Rebecca
turned to Harry, being the only person amongst them to call Harry by his other
name. �Maybe you should get this for
yourself.�

�� Hey!� Aaron protested, pulling
Harry close to him. �Just because you can�t make Rach
your personal Barbie doll, doesn�t mean you should make Harry one either!�

�� Come on, Percy!� Rebecca insisted
with a determined sparkle in her eyes, ignoring Aaron. �You are too beautiful
to be a boy. With this outfit and a bit of hair-elongating potion, you�d pass
off as a cute girl anytime!�

�� Ah ha ha��
Harry chuckled awkwardly, �Well, I wouldn�t��

�� Well, well, well, if it ain�t the high and mighty Judith Cecelia Light.�

�� The quartet turned to see Judith
surrounded by three bratty-looking boys. They had been trying to look for her
ever since they found that she had left for the Sidhe
Street trip without them, but they hadn�t expected to find her being cornered
like this. Judith, on the other hand, looked like they were the last person she
would want to see.

�� Uh-oh,� Aaron muttered. �Looks like we�ve got trouble.�

�� What do you want, Drenzel?� Judith scowled as she stood her ground, not
wanting to be seen weak.

�� Nothing much, really,� one of the
boys she addressed as Drenzel replied, giving her a
jeering look. �Just to see how far you have fallen.�

�� Hey, get away from her,� Aaron
approached the group, with Harry tailing behind him, trying to shield Judith
from them, but Judith pushed him away harshly.

�� Mind your own business, Aaron! I can
take care of myself!�

�� My, my,� Drenzel
said as he stole a look at Aaron, regarding him a little, �you sure picked a
rather interesting fellow, but probably nowhere near my dear Jared,� he smirked
as he saw Judith�s shocked reaction and faked a surprise look, �Oh, you didn�t
know? Your turf in the business is mine now, and so is your dear little
boyfriend. Do you honestly think he genuinely liked you?�

�� So what if he�s your boyfriend now?
I never really liked him anyway.�

�� Harry was surprised at this
revelation. The business? he thought. Was she in the business? Are those her
colleagues?

�� Of course you don�t. You like men who
are of blood relations to you, of course. �Sides, you look just as nice being
the way you are, going through life through your pussy.�

�� I said leave her alone!� Aaron
growled as he pulled out his wand, aiming it at Drenzel.
Harry could see the seething anger on the young man�s face, but was taken aback
to see Judith disarming him with her own wand.

�� I told you I can take care of
myself, Aaron! Cool it!� Judith scowled as she turned back to Drenzel. �You better watch your mouth, Drenzel.
You have no idea who you�re talking to!�

�� Or what?
You�ll tell your daddy on me?� Drenzel gave her a
challenging look. �Your daddy got you into this mess, Light. And it�s probably
good too. You were, after all, such a whore back in the business.�

�� What the fuck are you talking about?!�

�� Oh, like, I dunno,
the times you were cozying up with Shade, and also those two fag slavers Onyx
and Tyrone, and also the fact that you got the boss himself to give you a
pussy-job and all. What? Your brother�s cock not enough for��

�� That�s a lie! That�s a filthy lie!�

�� Without warning, she jumped onto Drenzel and gave an all-out brawl,
although she was soon outnumbered by Drenzel�s other
two bratty friends and was starting to draw attention towards themselves. Harry,
Rebecca and Rachel (who finally was distracted from her book) jumped in as well
and used their wand to separate them before they dragged Judith away, making a
run for it. The bratty trio gave chase until they were within the proximity of
Kym�s Gamekeeper before they stopped and yelled profanities at them.

�� Just go back crying to your Master,
Light, and probably give him a bedtime fuck or something!�

�� Judith was tempted to turn back and
whip out her wand but Aaron grabbed her hand and held her back, frowning.

�� Stop it, Judith! Don�t do that! Do you
want to be expelled?�

�� Doesn�t give him the right to
fucking insult me!!� Judith snapped at the young man, her face red with fury.

�� No, it doesn�t, but it doesn�t give
you the right to go waving your wand all over the place. I don�t want you to
get hurt and end up being revoked of your limited freedom.�

�� Judith, after glaring long and hard
at the bratty trio who walked off laughing and back at Aaron and Harry, scowled
and gave one kick at Aaron�s shin before she stomped off ahead of everyone
else. Aaron growled and gave chase, coming up behind her and dragged her into a
secluded alley to talk. The girls could tell that they should not interfere
with this and nudged at Harry to come away with them to give the two some
space, but Harry, after seeing this new side of Judith, didn�t want to miss out
the chance of finding out more about her. He made up an excuse, saying that he
wanted to grab something to eat before sneaking over to the alley and hid in
one corner to listen in to them.

�� Stop acting like a spoil brat that got
her favorite toy taken away, Judith,� Harry could hear Aaron scolding Judith in
a somewhat suppressed tone, like he was fighting the urge to yell at her. �You�re
a 3^rd year, for crying out loud.�

�� You told me not to act like a
slave, to let loose and be myself, so I�m not,� Judith scolded back, slamming her
fist against the wall she was pushed up against, �and now you�re implying me to
act like one. Make up your damn mind, Mudblood!�

�� Do! Not! Call me that!� Aaron spoke
through clenched teeth. �Within the school grounds, you may not be, but to the
outside world, you are. You could have been whipped or caned for that display.�

�� I don�t care! I don�t fucking care!
I never asked to be in this mess! And why shouldn�t I call you that, Mudblood? Since you
said before I should let loose and be myself, I should be calling you that,
shouldn�t I? Filthy little Mudblood.�

�� Do not try my patience, Judith,�
Aaron pushed her closer against the wall, if that was even possible. �You will
not like the results.�

�� What are you gonna
do, Mudblood? You�re gonna
beat me up? Rape me? I don�t give a fuck. That�s what I fucking do anyway. It�s
my job after all.�

�� Harry could tell by the tone that
she was really pushing it, that she was really tempting fate, seeing that the
dangerous tone Aaron gave her meant business. He wanted to step out to stop
this fight but was surprised to see that instead of slapping her, Aaron press a
hard, devouring kiss to Judith�s lips. Harry could tell from Judith�s facial
expression that she was taken by surprise as well. The kiss was hard and
demanding, and powerful enough to render any lover helpless. Harry couldn�t
help blushing at upon seeing that kiss, involuntarily awakening his own primal
urges as his mind�s eye was seeing Severus in Aaron�s place and himself in
Judith�s place, kissing with abandon as they made out like the world was theirs
and no other.

�� Too bad the kiss didn�t result in
what Harry had expected it to be. As soon as Aaron released his oral hold on
Judith�s now red and swollen lips, she breathlessly slammed him against the
other wall and slapped him hard before storming off. Harry quickly hid out of
sight before he was caught spying and eavesdropping on them. As soon as she was
out of sight, Harry took this as a cue to leave as well when he was stopped by
a sad voice.

�� So you heard everything, huh, Har?�

�� Harry cringed, awkward at being
found. He waited until Aaron came up to him before looking down, embarrassed, �S�Sorry�I
didn�t mean to��

�� It�s alright, Har,�
Aaron chuckled bitterly. �Maybe today is not a good day for this. I didn�t want
to just kiss her, you know. I wanted to devour her. I was blinded by images of
her in my bed�but I would never hurt her.�

�� I know. I can tell by the way you
kissed her, you really love her.�

�� I suppose you�re curious as to what
all of that was about.�

�� Yeah, but I have learned that
unless told to, do not ask.�

�� You sound like you are familiar
with�the business.�

�� Well�� Harry scratched his chin
hesitantly, �I guess I should tell you my side of the story first, since I haven�t
really been honest about you about my background life.�

�� Aaron nodded in agreement before
leading Harry to one of the nearby cafes to drink on it. They seated at
somewhere at the far end of the shop and ordered the caf�s famous tea and
crumpets before Harry told Aaron everything, from the day he was raised by the Dursleys to the day he was sold to the business, then from
the day he was bought over by Severus all the way till he was here in Kym.

�� And that�s the gist of it,� Harry
said as he finished his tale, finishing his drink and asking for a refill for
the umpteenth time. Aaron looked as if he had just heard the tale of the
century.

�� Wow�I�I guess�I guess I don�t blame
you for keeping me in the loop about your life.�

�� It�s alright. I�m fine with it. As long
as I have the thought of being able to return to Severus� arms after this whole
ordeal is over, I�ll keep my faith on Severus and hold out for as long as it
takes.�

�� Then I guess it's fair enough for
me to tell you my side of the story. Can you keep it a secret from Rach and Becka? They know about
Judith being in the business, but they don�t know anything further than that,
and they�re better off not to.�

�� Only if you keep
mine as well.�

�� You have my word,� Aaron nodded,
took a sip of tea before he sighed and began, �well,
first off, Judith here is the black sheep of the family. She is the odd one out
with ties to half-bloods and Muggle-borns, people
that her pure-blood family would never associate with. Her entire family hates
her and they rather not have anything to do with her. Her father is always
punishing her over the littlest things she does, possibly just because he hates
her for being a blood-traitor.

�� Everyone was against her at that
time, except Terran. He was her elder brother. He was
always there for her and always took care of her, comforting her whenever
things go wrong in her life. At first, Judith thought he truly cared for her,
that he didn�t care who she was and loved her like an elder brother should. She
was wrong.�

�� What do you mean, she was wrong?�

�� Turned out he didn�t really love
her at all. He hated her just like everyone else, but at the same time he lusted
over her because she was�vulnerable and�well, to him, beautiful. Not that I�m
saying she isn�t, but he took it in the wrong sort of way. After he won over her
trust, he�he made her his fuck toy.�

�� Harry almost choked in his tea at
upon hearing that.

�� Like I said, he�s just as sick as
the rest of the family. Day after day, night after night, he�ll drag her down to
his room and have his way with her. She knew no one would believe her, not even
her own family, because of her being a blood-traitor, and he made her believe she
was worthless and no one will ever save her. So she quietly submitted and
became his little bitch, getting fucked almost every day and satisfy
his every crazy sexual fantasy.�

�� But�But what does it have to do
with her being in the business?�

�� You see, her father found out about
their secret affair. He caught them doing it in the guestroom when Terran forgot to put an anti-unlock charm on the door. He
grabbed her and threw her into the stables, making her starve for days at end, and
when he finally let her out, he dragged her by the hair to the dog shed to make
her watch as their�their pet dogs tore Terran�s body
apart like meat.�

�� W�Why?�
Harry breathed in shock. �I thought�I thought they hated Judith and would�ve
done the worst on her��

�� She thought the same way too, but
they thought she seduced Terran to do it, and they
were disappointed at Terran, thinking he was weak to
fall for a blood-traitor�s temptation when he was the eldest and should be the
strongest, so punished him as the family saw fit. But the worst wasn�t really
over. They were so frustrated over Terran�s so-called
�weakness� that they didn�t realize they have no
choice but to hand down their inheritance to her at the event of their death.
They tried to find suitable inheritance to counter that but unfortunately, she
was the only pure-blood in the family they have left because to their elitist
mind, everyone else was what they call��tainted�.

�� They fretted over it for some time,
until finally someone came in by the name of Bartemius
�Barty� Crouch Jr. Your Grandpa Albus
might know him through his father, Barty Crouch Sr.
who works in the Ministry of Magic, but basically he offered to take Judith as
his wife-by-contract, so that technically, even though at the event of her
parents� death, she would be inheriting their fortune, Barty
Crouch Jr. will be the one who has full control over the money as her �legal
guardian�,� Aaron twisted his face in disgust at upon saying that, �but in
reality, she is basically sold as a slave to him. She is studying right now
only because her parents and her �husband� allowed her to, but once the
semester break begin, she would be dragged into the business to be trained and to
serve that bastard�s every whim and fancy, even as far as entertaining other
guests as well, thanks to the public property factor. Those guys that bothered
her just now are probably her colleagues in the business.�

�� Soon it was time to go back to Kym. All
the students stopped and finished up whatever they were doing reluctantly and
followed the Gamekeeper back to their carriages. Aaron and Harry caught the
last carriage which can only hold two people, which was fine for them, and on
the way back to Kym, Harry turned to ask Aaron the question he had been itching
to ask.

�� How did you know Judith? Does that�have
to do with the scar on your neck?�

�� You�re a rather observant little
tyke, aren�t you?� Aaron chuckled humorously as he massaged his neck where the
scar was. �Yeah, but she doesn�t know what was the real reason behind this
scar. I told her it was because of an accident back at the Muggle
world.�

�� So�what did happen?�

�� Judith used to regularly show up at
the park near my neighbourhood back then. She may not
know it, but I have always observed her ever since the first time I saw her,
sitting there like a lost puppy licking her wounds that her father inflicted on
her. I pretended not to know about it at first and approached her out of
sincere friendship. It was a rather rocky start, but she soon gained enough of
my trust to tell me all her dark secrets. But when she stopped going to the
park and when I got the offer letter to start anew in Kym, I knew I had to find
out before it was too late.

�� Unfortunately, I was too late. She was already sold to Barty Crouch Jr. and the papers were already signed for her
to become his wife-by-contract as soon as she is of age. When she was at the
business being trained, I barged into the house, demanding to make the
agreement null and that she were to be released and be my wife instead, but I underestimated
Barty Crouch Jr.�s powers. He
may be the son of a Minister in the Ministry, but he was no couch potato
either. I was hit with the Sectumsempra curse and
barely managed to escape alive with all the wounds covering my body. All my
wounds healed�I had to lie to the medi-wizards that
it was a duel gone wrong�except the one on my neck, but it served me as a
reminder how I at least tried my best.

�� Not a day goes by that I worry that
sooner or later, Judith will become further and further away from until I could
no longer save her from her plight. I told her to try and cut loose at school,
to behave normally so that she could escape from the terrors back home, but she
used her limited freedom given to her to make her reputation even worse. She is
well-known as the Ice Queen and Rebel Beastess of Kym
because of her attitude problem and her lack of anger management, due to the
fact that viewed everyone else besides me as worthless trash who
would never understand what she had been through. I am able to put up with her
because I know about her and�well, Rach was able to
because she could just wave it away with her books and Becka
because she is just too bubbly for her own good.�

�� Then why does she hate me with such
a vengeance?� Harry scratched his head in confusion. �We�ve only just met that
day and she treated me like I was a plague or something.�

�� Maybe it takes a slave to know a
slave,� Aaron shrugged. �One thing about her is that she has very sharp eyes. Maybe
she knew right from the start that you were a slave, and it reminded her of her
plight.�

�� I�I guess that explains it�but all I
want is to be her friend.�

�� Give her time. She�ll pull through.
In the meantime, I have to figure out a way to get her out of this predicament
and have her as my own. I am willing to do anything, and I mean anything, for her.�

�� Seeing that you cheated death for
her, I believe you will. I�ll help if you want.�

�� Thanks, Har,
but I think this is my fight. I�ll ask for help only when I truly need it.�

�� Hearing that
determined tone, Harry knew better than to push his luck. The rest of
the journey back to Kym was spent in comfortable silence as they looked out of
the window, each to their own thoughts. Before they knew it, they were soon
within the school grounds and were on their way back to the condo. Aaron followed
Harry to his dorm because he wanted to have another helping of jam tarts that
Harry had made, but when he opened the door, he stopped at his tracks and
smiled knowingly.

�� Maybe the jam tarts can wait. See
you later, Har.�

�� Huh?� Harry was surprised at Aaron�s
sudden change of mind, but when he turned around to see Severus sitting at the
verandah of his dorm, he barely even realized Aaron had left as he squealed in
delight and jumped to hug the older man.

A/N: Aww�His Sevvy-poo
is here to visit~! How sweet~! Reviews plz!
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