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How Severus Spends His Summer Hols	By : Nigelsfairymidwife Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Snape Views: 169025 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 5
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A/N~ this chapter will contain somewhat graphic memories of Harry that will continue about halfway through. You are warned now, so do not get upset if something upsets you. Skip down until the row of DDDDD�s if you�d rather miss it.
Kel

Max got the big truck pulled back onto the road, Severus with Harry still cradled close. Rather than try to wrestle his limp body back into his seat belt, they had placed several cushioning charms on him in case they came to a quick stop and he was thrown to the floor boards.

Harry was making quiet whimpering noises in the back of his throat as his dreams took a turn down memory lane. Unconsciously his mind started projecting his memories much like a reverse legilimens. Dragging an unsuspecting Severus into the Hell he�d escaped from. With a gasp, the older man sat bolt upright clutching his husband tightly to him. The images being played out were something he�d not been expecting to see.

He was slammed almost physically by the overwhelming feeling of despondence as the first memories washed over his mind, forcing him to view his lover in various receiving ends of abuse. Merlin, he could almost feel it himself.

�His wrists were bound again, he couldn�t move anymore. Master Morgan had drugged him again. He waited in his darkness, they�d come soon, they�d bring whatever pain amused them for the evening. He�d take it like the whipped bitch he�s been told he is.�

~swirling~

�Images of other nights came back to him, two and three men using his little body at once. He�d never known those parts of him could stretch so far; of course they really hadn�t, he�d had to use healing charms to keep from bleeding to death as they used him.�

~reeling to the next assault~

�Remembering how grateful he was supposed to feel when Morgan patted him on the head and told him he�d done well. How he�d been thankful for the hour�s rest curled up under the cellar stairs. He�d often wondered how Morgan had known to put his bed under the stairs.�

~again~

�The bright light hurt his eyes dreadfully when he was brought up to play for others. Morgan liked it that way, it kept him off balance. For two years, Harry had not worn his glasses or seen anything any clearer than a fuzzy blur from more than a half meter away. It was always almost a comfort to be put back into the dark cellar; at least there they let him be. Usually.�

~and again~

�Who was making that Merlin awful racket? All those screams? Wait, it was him; again. That smell, that smell again; something charring. White hot searing pain in his leg; ah that�s where the smell was coming from. Morgan was playing with an incendiary torch again. Close your eyes and drift away Harry, find a little place to go. Stir four times clockwise and then six times widdershins, set to cool.�

~wake up Harry~

�He likes it that I am a wizard, makes me more desirable he says. A pain slut like me can take more this way. Must remember my charms Poppy taught me, they are so handy now. How many times will he write that name in my skin? Who is he? Add the powdered belladonna now and simmer slowly.�

~the tall man whimpers and shudders~

�Where did the man go that I met in the pub all those months ago? That man had been commanding yes, but kind. This man is insane I think. Today he wanted to play with razors. I wish his play room didn�t have white walls, so hard for me to clean. Keep the flame low for three hours and the cauldron covered.�

~and yet another~

�Merlin, the metal bit deeper into his back, he could feel the blood running in rivulets down over his arse and thighs. The singing sigh as the thin metal whip sliced through the air again and again made it hard for him to escape from his torment. Slice finely and�slice� and..slice finely and add� think you stupid wretch, think.�

~WAKE UP HARRY~

�Maybe something inside is broken; I couldn�t do magic this morning after he�after he�well after. Does anyone at Hogwarts have a telephone? How would I get a number? Would he kill me? Wait until the consistency is smooth, the same as treacle, then bottle.�

~please~

�What am I doing holding my wand to my head? Curious. Master needs his dinner made. Party later for his friends, I think I am to be served for dessert. I wish I�d paid attention in class when Professor Snape had gone over common poisons.�

DDD DDD DDD DDD DDD DDD DDD DDD DDD DDD DDD DDD

Harry shifted his body in his husband�s arms and Sev�s face was drained of colour as he swam back to the surface from where his mind had been drawn into Harry�s Hell. He sat in his seat gasping for breath, reeling with all the memory fragments that the young man had just bombarded him with, all the imagery, the emotion, the desperation, and the feeling of loss. Not sure what else to do, he leaned down to place his lips next to his love�s ear and whispered.

�You are with me, beloved Harry, you are safe now. No one is ever going to hurt you again.�

A little smile played over Harry�s relaxed face as his fingers twitched nervously and snagged Severus� hand and held it.

�My Sev�rus�� he sighed softly and slept again, this time the dreams were pushed back down in the locked box where he kept them. Severus closed his eyes, his face a mask, hiding the pain he was consumed with after seeing little bits of Harry�s existence from his memory bleeds.

He opened his eyes again and looked back down at his Harry lying in his lap. He couldn�t imagine how Harry thought himself weak, Severus knew that he�d not be able to go through what his young husband had. His husband would never feel that fear again.

�Hey Sev, have you given any thought as to what you are going to do there in Echo?� Max asked, he thought it just might be a good idea to bring the conversation back around to something that did not involve death and dismemberment. After a moment Severus answered.

�You have complained since I�ve known you that there is not a reliable apothecary available to you, so I thought I might open one and do an owl order business on the side.�

Max nodded in approval and then frowned in concentration.

�You got your pharmacology degree a few years ago, didn�t you?�

�You know I did, Max, you attended the ceremony, got me pissed afterward, and if memory serves, portkeyed my arse back to Hogwarts the next morning so I could teach so hungover every house lost at least a hundred points that day.� The other man said dryly and arched an eyebrow at his best friend.

�Good times had by all my friend, good times had by all.� Max laughed as he slapped the steering wheel, laughing as he remembered Severus attempting a mechanical bull that night, claiming it could be no different than a Cleansweep 6000. Max looked at his friend and grinned again.

�Did you make three seconds?�

�Piss off.�

�Well have you thought about seeing to muggle needs as well? We could use a pharmacist as well. I am sure you could set up shop in the same building Grant and I use.� Max said. He thought it was a grand idea. Not only would it save him the effort of having to try to hunt down good quality potions, but it would give Severus and Harry and sense of security right off the bat.

�I�ll talk to Harry. I�d need someone to deal with muggles, Merlin knows I do not fair well with them.� Severus answered as he pinched the bridge of his nose to stave off a head ache that had begun to form when Harry�s memories overtook him.

�Why not Bit? It�d give him something to do with his days and you wouldn�t be worrying about him when you were at work.�

Severus nodded in approval and thought about it. It was a damned good idea, the only thing he could find fault with, was that he�d not been the one to come up with it.
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