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Life as I know it	By : BlindedHP Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Snape Views: 75983 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 6
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Title: Life as I know it
Summary: This fic is BDSM. Harry is not the boy that everyone expects him to be when he first enters Hogwarts. This fic is Snarry slash with Snape as Harry's Dom.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything Harry Potter related. This magical world belongs to JK Rowling and various publishers. No profit is being made from this.
Warnings: BDSM, dom/sub, non-con, dub-con, sexual situations, master/slave, chan, violence and some more that I can't think of right now.
Chapter 6 (Posted on 20 February 2015): To make your own choices
"The main properties of begronion roots are the explosive seeds which are part of the base root and have to be crushed systematically in order to prevent an actual explosion."
Severus smirked cruelly as Harry rummaged around for a new pair of ear muffs. The parrot it seemed, had decided that it only listened to Harry after a certain hour and as soon as the sun rose it started chattering away.
The fact that Severus had just yesterday read a potions journal out loud to the blasted bird to keep it silent for a while was now resulting in Harry scowling fiercely at him while trying to find something to cover his ears with.
"Why the hell did you have to go and read a potions journal to him?" Harry snapped as he threw his bag down in defeat.
Severus raised an eyebrow at the outburst but he was also secretly glad that Harry was beginning to respond more like a normal teenager than the somewhat mature but very insecure boy he had been.
"Sorry." Harry mumbled as he realized what he had just done.
"No matter Mr Potter. I'm only just now thinking of how utterly foolish the both of us have been."
"How so?"
"We're wizards aren't we? A silencing charm might be third year material but as you've read up to fourth year already and I myself have been a fully qualified wizard most of my life, I feel that we have regressed into muggles." The disgust in Severus's voice was plainly clear.
"Oh!"
"Yes oh, so just put the damn thing under a silencing charm so that we can have some peace."
"Yes Master." Harry replied happily and bounced out of the room while drawing out his wand.
Severus thanked whatever deities above that Harry had grown up with muggles and was not used to having the luxury of magic during the holidays. As such, Harry very rarely used the privilege of having access to his magic without having the ministry on his tail because of the wards around the castle.
Just after having that thought Severus regretted it as he thought of what Harry had to endure while living with those people.
The silence which had been but a distant memory for Severus was heavenly and Harry returned to the room and sat on the seat next to Severus.
"Master? I've been wondering about something."
"Yes Harry? Continue." Severus was curious about what Harry had to say. He didn't usually initiate conversation and the tone in which Harry had started, piqued Severus's interest.
"When I talked to Draco Malfoy after first year in the bookstore in Diagon Alley, he looked at me oddly but then you walked up behind me and he left. This year again, when I greeted him, Mr Malfoy demanded to know if I was finally admitting that he was better than me or if I was mocking him. Why did he ask that? Does he not address the people he respects by their title?"
Severus let the information register in his brain and then tried to digest it. From how Harry explained the situation and the words he had used, Severus could guess that Harry had called Draco, Mr Malfoy and not by his name. Seeing as children never address each other by titles he could see why Draco had been surprised.
"You know all of what I had told you about your uncle, your previous Master." Severus spat the word out as if it was acid on his tongue.
"I have explained to you that very little, if anything, which he had done to you or taught you, were morally correct. While it is certainly very respectful to address someone by their title and not just 'hey you', or by their name or surname, children don't call other children as such.
You will see that most children do respect their elders and will address them by the appropriate title. Most children. Mr Malfoy I believe was shocked and curious as to why you would address him as 'Mr Malfoy' when no other students in this school do so. He was quite right in suspecting that you might be mocking him for if it was any other student, and not you, that would have been the case."
"I know you however, and I know that you would not have done so to mock him."
"I think I understand. So what should I call him Master?" Harry asked as he processed everything he had heard.
"Should either of you extend your hands in friendship, it would be wise to call him by his first name, as calling him by his surname alone would seem disrespectful. Until such time however, you may call him whatever you wish but I suggest that you refrain from calling him 'Mr' should you not wish to increase his curiosity. I think it will do the both of you good to get to know each other. He is not a bad person and I'm sure you'll find him very amusing once you get to know him. Intriguing at least."

As the first of September was on a Friday this year, Harry was sitting up at the staff table when all the students filed in. He fidgeted nervously as he could see some of the students still pointed up at him even after they had become accustomed to his seating arrangements the previous year(s).
His Master seemed to notice his unease and he leaned over to Harry.
"If you wish to sit with one of the houses you may do so, but go now as students are still entering and your change of seats will mostly go unnoticed."
Harry gave his Master a grateful smile before he quickly made his way over to the Slytherin table. He was intrigued by Draco Malfoy and wanted to try to get to know the boy a bit better.
As Harry took his seat he glanced back up to the head table and gave his Master another small smile. His eyes then slid down the table and landed on a new face. The man looked worn and tired but he had a happy smile on his face. He seemed to notice Harry's stare and gave him a curious frown. Harry thought that it might have something to do with him sitting at the Slytherin table but it could also have been that the Professor didn't know why he had been at the head table in the first place.
The man's eyes slid from Harry to Severus and Harry was very confused when the smile on the man's face faded and he looked at his Master with suspicion.
The seat next to Harry scraped on the floor and he realized with a start that the hall had basically filled up with students and that none other than Draco Malfoy himself had seated himself next to him.
"Potter." The other boy said with only a hint of a sneer in his voice.
"Malfoy." Harry replied mildly after deciding that he would address the boy in the same way he was addressed.
"Why are you sitting here?"
The boy apparently had no problem about being blunt and so Harry decided that he would reply in kind.
"Because I want to get to know you."
The blond looked at him with a raised eyebrow before turning his head away.
Harry decided to let it drop and turned his attention to the sorting which had already started.
Start of term notices were announced and then the new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher. Remus Lupin stood as the headmaster announced him and there were some scattered applause. No one really knew the man and everyone thought that he would only be there for a year anyway as the position was rumored to be cursed.
The students started leaving the hall and after giving his Master a small smile Harry left with Draco.
"What is with you Potter? First year you barely talked to anyone, second year you're a bit more open but all 'respectful' or 'mocking' and now you've decided to get to know one of the people in the least favorite house. What's with that?"
"You intrigue me Malfoy and after having a talk with my M… with Professor Snape, I decided to get to know you for yourself rather than what your reputation paints of you."
"Oh, yes, I had almost forgotten. Professor Snape, he is your apprentice master right? How do the two of you get along, I have heard that he and your father didn't get along at all and I'm rather surprised that you should be his apprentice."
"He didn't get along with my father? I didn't know that. We get along fine, he's helped me deal with some stuff and he understands me."
"You talk like you have some big secret or problem you have to face from day to day. Care to tell me what it is?"
Harry looked at the boy with a wary expression. There was no way in hell that he'd tell Draco everything that had happened to him before or after he had begun Hogwarts, but that the boy had noticed that something was up was worrisome enough.
"No Malfoy, no big secret or anything. Just personal things that I had to sort out with my family that he helped me with." That was as close to the truth as he could get and he was proud of his answer.
"Whatever Potter. See you in class."
Harry took the hint and he turned off at the next side passage while Malfoy kept on straight to the Slytherin commons.

"Good morning Harry. I'm sorry that I missed you last night, the headmaster called in a meeting for all the staff and we were busy until quite late."
"Good morning Master. It's alright, I walked back with Draco and we separated just before the Slytherin common rooms. You were right, he is a very curious person and I think we can learn a lot from each other. He's very sharp. I said something – which I probably shouldn't have – and he caught on and started asking questions. I diverted his attention though, so he didn't get too much information out of me."
"That's good to know and although I said that he is not a bad person, his father will undoubtedly be alerted of anything he finds interesting and I fear that the father and the son are not 'of the same mold'. If I can call it that. Lucius Malfoy is a very hard man and I fear that he might wish you harm. Be wary of him. With all that said, you should watch what you say to young Draco as he might not even realize that he is giving vital information to his father."
"Yes Master, I understand."
"Good. Get dressed or we're going to be late for breakfast."
Harry quickly dressed in his school robes and grabbed his bag. It was quite heavy as he had to pack all his books because he didn't have his schedule yet. Finishing up with a quick brush through his hair, Harry exited his rooms and found his Master staring at him with an amused expression.
"What?"
"Are you very excited about the new school year starting Harry?"
"Yes Master." Harry didn't know what was going on but he was beginning to feel self-conscious with his Master staring at him and clearly fighting back laughter.
"Yes, I had guessed as much. Harry, what day is it today?"
"Er.. Saturday Master." Harry replied frowning.
His Master just kept staring at him and Harry wanted to hit his head on the wall as he realized his mistake.
"Oh man, I really am a nutter, aren't I?"
"No Harry. It's perfectly reasonable that you would think to dress for school as we do not often go to the Great Hall for breakfast on Saturdays. Whenever I told you to get dressed as we had to go to the Great Hall for breakfast, it was during the week and you had classes. After the holidays your mind pattern had changed and you were/are waiting for school to start. You are not a nutter Harry, it could have happened to anyone. We have to go to the Hall this morning as the schedules will be handed out today."
"Okay, I'll be right back." Harry mumbled as he blushed and quickly hurried back to his room to change into normal everyday clothes.

"Come Harry, you'll only embarrass yourself if you don't get that blush off your face by people wondering what you had done that caused you such embarrassment. Seeing as the students here are teenagers with hormones I can guarantee you that they will imagine things far worse – or better - than what had actually caused you the embarrassment."
Harry paled at that and quickly got himself under control. He did not want anyone to think such things of him. Even though he might not be inexperienced, the whole school did not have to know that fact. He had realized while living with Master Severus that having a sexual relationship usually only happened when you were older and it was mostly kept private. To have his private affairs whispered throughout the school was not something he wanted to let happen.
Harry once again took his seat at the Slytherin table after telling his Master that he wished to sit with Draco once again.
"Morning." Came the drawl behind him and Harry smiled up at the blond as he shooed some second years away from the seats next to Harry.
"Morning Malfoy."
Breakfast was silent between them after that as neither knew what to say to the other.
Harry scanned his eyes over his schedule as his Master gave it to him after giving Draco his. He once again had extra Potions tutoring this year but on Mondays and Wednesdays.
Harry said goodbye to Malfoy as he left the hall after dessert was finished.

Harry could not shake the feeling of being followed from day to day and after a month of having the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end he decided to mention it to his Master.
"I think someone's been following me around school. It started on my first day of classes and I haven't lost the feeling. It's like I can feel eyes on me. It doesn't happen during class but whenever I go from one class to another, I feel the eyes on me. Do you think that maybe… Do you think it could be Sirius Black? That he is trying to… to kill me too?"
Harry had worked himself into a right state as he explained the situation to his Master.
The man listened intently to the whole story but he didn't look worried in the least. In fact, he looked right pleased about something.
"I'm glad that you could recognize when you are being followed Harry, however, you do not have to worry about it as it is I who has been following you."
Harry's mouth dropped open as he remember his fear of his Master's over protectiveness continuing into the school year. How was this possible? His Master had classes to teach!
"You did not think I would let you out of my sight while a mad-man was after you, did you? I've been using a time turner every day at lunch and at dinner to go back in time and check that everything was fine and that you were all right."
Harry felt a number of emotions burning up in him. Embarrassment that his Master was 'running' after him, hurt that his Master did not think he could take care of himself – he was 13 for crying out loud – and a whole new emotion which he couldn't decipher but which made him feel warm all over. It was the same as when he had realized that his Master really, truly did care about him.
"Thank you Master." Harry whispered and willed the burning behind his eyes to go away.
Harry was startled to find himself in a strong embrace as his Master whispered in his ear. "You have come to mean too much to me to just let you go off and hurt that pretty little neck of yours. Who do you think would make my tea for me when you're not here?"
Harry laughed at that and relaxed in his Master's embrace. He could deal with the eyes following him everywhere. He could deal with it as he knew now that they only held care for him.

Harry shuddered as he took the offered chocolate and tried to sit up. Professor Lupin was bent over him with a worried look on his face.
"Are you all right Harry?"
"Yes sir, I think so. What was that?"
"That was the dementors that had been guarding the school against Sirius Black. They were getting hungry and had decided that the students in the school were easy prey."
"Prey?"
"Yes prey. They feed on your emotions. They drag all the happiness out of you and leave you to relive your worst memories."
"But why did I faint?"
"I guess that with your past, the fact that you were somewhat of an eye-witness to your parent's murder, it is no real surprise that you fainted."
Harry nodded and didn't bother to correct his Professor on which memories had been in the forefront of his mind. No need to worry the man even more than he already was.
"You were screaming as well, though I don't know why that would be."
Harry knew perfectly well why he had been screaming but telling the man that he was reliving one of his worst sessions with his Master – ex-Master – was not something that he wished to do.
He thought back on the memory and deduced that he had most probably relived those moments so intensely that he had 'experienced' it once again and had fainted at the same time that his memory self had.
Even though the scars or the tearing he had experienced had not really been inflicted again, the memory was vivid enough.
Straightening shakily, Harry could just make out his Master standing underneath one of the rafters of the Quidditch stands and watching Harry with a look of concern, bordering on panic.
He gave his Master a small smile to let him know that he was all right, for now. His Master nodded almost imperceptibly before returning to the castle.
Harry let Professor Lupin guide him to the castle but refused the man's offer to help him to the hospital wing.
"I'm fine Professor, really. I just need to go lie down for a bit. Professor Snape's quarters is just down here, it's not too far to walk."
"If you're sure Harry."
"I'm certain. Thank you Professor Lupin."
"You'll tell me if you need anything, anything at all."
"Yes sir."
Harry quickly made his way down to their – his Master's – quarters and opened the door as soon as he was there. Professor Lupin had been very friendly and even protective of Harry since he had been there and Harry wondered if the man knew him from somewhere. Harry couldn't remember ever meeting the man and so he chalked it up to just being an over protective Professor.
As soon as Harry entered the room his Master was by his side.
"Are you all right? What happened? Those blasted dementors, I told Albus that it was a bad idea to have them guard the school!"
His Master turned him around and lifted his chin to look him in the eye.
Apparently satisfied with what he saw and not finding anything physically wrong with Harry he led him over to the couch.
"I will teach you a charm that will help you with keeping the dementors at bay. There is, unfortunately, nothing that can destroy them completely that I know of but driving them away is better than nothing."
"Thank you Master, I'd appreciate that."

"Expecto Patronum!" Harry shouted and a silver hooded figure went charging around the room.
Harry had no doubts that the figure was his Master. The books he read, and his Master's explanations about the charm all added up to the same conclusion.
Your patronus form was the figure, animal or form of your own personal 'protector'. Whoever or whatever you felt protected you the best took the form of your patronus.
He had always, when he was younger, thought that his father was his silent protector. That his father would have done everything in his power to protect Harry and care for him. Now, Harry felt that about his Master.
"Very good Harry. We are done here for today. I have a meeting with the headmaster so I will not be back until later tonight. Return to our quarters and go to sleep, you need it."
"Yes sir. Thank you sir."
Harry had been practicing the Patronus charm with his Master for two months and it was beginning to pay off.
He quickly made his way through the corridors and down the first staircase in the dungeons.
One of the doors to an unused classroom was slightly ajar and as Harry passed by he heard someone groan. He stopped before the door and debated on what to do. Someone could be seriously hurt and groaning in pain and if Harry went off to look for a Professor, it could prove to be fatal to whoever was hurt. Or, Harry could go in and help the person himself and face the consequences of not returning to his Master's quarters as ordered.
Debating some more with himself and deciding that facing his Master's wrath was better than facing the guilt of letting another person suffer, Harry pushed the door open a bit and stopped dead in his tracks.
Two sixth or seventh year students were kissing and touching each other. It was too dark for Harry to make out who they were or even if they were both boys or a boy and a girl. One of them definitely was a boy as the growl which resounded through the room was unmistakably that of a man.
Harry felt tingling all over his body and realized with a start that his groin was hardening a bit. Horrified at that realization, Harry quickly retreated out of the room and closed the door softly before turning and practically running back to his Master's quarters.
He didn't know how long he had been curled up in a ball on his bed when he felt a strong hand settle on his shoulder.
"Harry? Harry, what is it? What's wrong?"
At the voice of his Master Harry lifted his head and buried his face in his Master's robe. He didn't want to talk about this. Didn't want to admit to the realization he had come to while watching those two students.
"Harry, calm down. Everything's all right. You're safe, I'm here and nothing can harm you. You're okay. Everything's fine." The soft words continued for another few minutes until Harry's sobs died down a bit.
"Can you tell me what upset you so much?"
"You'll hate me. I know you will. I'm just as bad as him."
"I can never hate you Harry. I care about you, you know that. And just as bad as who do you think you are?"
"As Vernon."
Severus had to strain to hear the whispered response but when he did he felt his blood run cold.
"No Harry! You are nothing like him, nothing!. What could make you think that? You are a most generous person. You are a very caring person and you will rather put yourself in harms way before hurting anyone else. You are nothing like the monster named Vernon. Do. I. Make. Myself. Clear?"
"Yes Master. No Master. I don't know Master. It happened to me tonight! It happened!"
"What Harry? What happened?" Severus was worried beyond belief. Something had clearly freaked Harry out beyond comprehension and as soon as Severus found out who had scared his little sub so much he was going to kill them, slowly.
"I was… I was coming back to your quarter's Master. I was just coming down the first stairs of the dungeons when I noticed that one of the doors to an unused classroom was slightly open. As I passed it, I heard… I heard someone groan. It sounded like he was in pain. I didn't know what to do so I decided to go in and see if I could help him maybe. I, I … there were two students there and they were kissing and touching each other. I, my.."
Harry broke off and turned his face away.
"What happened Harry? I promise you that nothing you say can make me hate you."
"I felt tingling all over. My groin, it hardened a bit. I.., I don't know why! I hated it when Master Vernon did anything to me, I accepted it but I hated it! How can I now want to do that? I don't want to do that to anyone else, I don't!"
"Sshh Harry. It's okay."
Harry didn't know exactly how it had happened but when he calmed down a bit he found himself in Master Severus's lap being gently rocked back and forth.
"Are you okay now? Are you calm?"
"Yes Master, thank you Master."
"Harry, there is nothing wrong with you. NOTHING. Boy's your age start to become aware of their own bodies and its needs and wants. When your prick gets hard, it does not mean that you want to do the same to anyone else that your uncle had done to you. It is a perfectly natural reaction of your body."
Harry looked up at his Master with a hesitant expression.
"So I'm not a freak?"
"No Harry. Oh Harry, you can never be a freak to me. You are a growing boy with your hormones all over the place. This will happen again Harry. I can assure you of that. You will find yourself getting hard at the most inopportune times but never, NEVER, think that you are a freak or as bad as that monster you had called Master. He wanted to inflict pain. He wanted to make you his slave and do his every bidding. I very much doubt that you want to do the same. It is our choices Harry which defines us. If you choose to be a monster then you will be but if you choose to love and care for those close to you, you can never be a freak or a monster."
Severus settled back against the headrest but didn't loosen his arms around Harry. Harry needed to be held at the moment. He needed the comfort and support and nothing could prevent Severus from giving him what he needed.
Harry rested back against Severus and with a soft "Thank you Master" he closed his eyes in exhaustion and promptly fell asleep. Severus looked down at the tousled head rested on his chest and couldn't bring himself to disturb the young man so he summoned the blanket from the foot of the bed and draped it over the both of them before closing his own eyes.

Harry quickly reverted back to his old self and was smiling and joking again within a week.
Draco and Harry had formed somewhat of a 'friendship' or as Draco called it, an acquaintanceship.
They had come to call each other by their first names and could often be seen walking side by side through the halls or during lunch and free periods.
Both found the other intriguing and did their best to find out everything they could about each other.
Master Severus had been very pleased when Harry told him about his 'acquaintanceship' with Draco and Harry was only too happy to continue with anything that made his Master happy and proud.
Although he had at first forbid Harry from going on Hogsmead trips, Master Severus relented after Harry told him that Draco had been the one to ask if he could go with him.
It also might have had something to do with the fact that Harry reminded Severus about his little time turner and that since he used it everyday to check on Harry he could use it for a Hogsmead trip as well.
Severus quickly relented.

Harry stood in the middle of the room with torn emotions. He listened and heard Sirius Black's explanation about what really happened on that Halloween night his parents had been killed. He thought that there was no harm in letting the man prove his innocence by turning the rat that Ronald Weasley was holding into the human he was supposed to be.
On the other hand, his Master had just entered the room and looked to be ready to kill Sirius there and then. If Sirius was lying and they did nothing then they could all be dead by the end of the evening. If he was not lying and his Master killed Sirius then Harry would be responsible for an innocent man's death.
Harry turned slowly towards his Master and said a soft "I'm sorry Master" before casting a mild sleeping hex on him. He would deal with the consequences later but for now he wanted to give Sirius a chance.
Everything else happened too quickly for Harry to register. Pettigrew was showed to be alive and 'well', Sirius took to guiding Harry back to the castle and Harry cast a levitation charm on his Master to ensure that he made it back to the castle safely.
As they exited the Whomping Willow, his Master started to wake and after giving Harry a fierce look he turned his attention to Lupin who had frozen just outside the entrance of the tunnel.
"Hurry! Get back to the castle, he hasn't taken his Wolfsbane potion yet, he's not in his right mind!" Master Severus shouted as he pushed Harry in the back to get him walking.

Where is it? Where is it? Where IS it? Harry frantically rummaged through his Master's dresser table in search of the time turner. He had seen his Master take it off before dinner but he didn't know where he put it.
Finding it at last under the pillow on the bed Harry hurried out of the quarters and out of the castle.
He had to do this. He just had to succeed. It was a suicide mission, he knew, but he didn't know what else to do. Sirius was going to be killed if he didn't do anything.
He didn't know exactly how the time turner worked and when he slipped it over his neck and turned it twice just in case the first turn didn't work, Harry found the world spinning before righting itself again.
Harry scanned the grounds and sighed in relief as he saw the Hippogriff Draco had antagonized into biting him.
It was a difficult mission to get the Hippogriff away from the cottage without being seen but by some miracle or another, Harry succeeded.
He knew that there was nothing he could do within the tunnel or in the Shrieking Shack as anyone there would hex him on the spot and so he waited until everyone was outside.

Harry smiled a bit as he saw the hooded form of his Master appear from out his wand and watched in relief as it chased the dementors away.
After finding Sirius in one of the towers, Harry guided them up to the astronomy tower and said a quick goodbye before hurrying back down to his Master's chambers. Hoping beyond hope that he arrived before his Master.

He was going to skin the boy alive! As soon as he heard that Sirius Black had escaped, Severus hurried back to his chambers with the sneaking suspicion that Harry was behind this.
He walked straight to his bed and cursed in fluent French when he realized that his suspicions were correct.
He waited anxiously for his door to open and as soon as it did he had the boy in a death grip on the arm.
"What have I said about foolish adventures? Have I not made it clear to you that I do not want you to go off alone on any escapade you decided was worth your life! And stealing from me, I would never have thought you capable of it!"
Harry cringed at the harsh words and the death grip on his arm.
He knew his Master would never hurt him intentionally and was really only worried about him, but he was sure that his arm would sport a bruise the next day.
"I'm sorry Master. Sirius is innocent! I saw Peter Pettigrew with my own eyes and he even admitted that he had been my parent's secret keeper! I couldn't let Sirius die, I couldn't!"
"Don't you dare cry now Harry. I'm here to scold you and make it clear that you are NOT to do anything as foolish as this again but if you start to cry you know I won't be able to do so."
Harry smiled a bit through his tears. He knew his Master wanted to cheer him up a bit with that last pronouncement but he also knew that he deserved to be scolded and any other punishment his Master decided on.
"I'm sorry Master. I won't say sorry for what I did because I believe I did the right thing but I'm sorry for disobeying you."
Master Severus looked at him for a long time before he nodded his head and turned to his bedroom.
He returned a moment later with a bottle of salve which he gently applied to Harry's arm where finger marks could just be made out.
"I'm glad that you're starting to stand up for yourself Harry and for what you believe is right but I'm still going to have to punish you for disobeying me, again."
Harry just nodded his head in acceptance before he settled back into the couch and laid his head down on his Master's shoulder.
He was beginning to really love his new life with his Master.
End Chapter 6
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