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Changes	By : SickPuppy Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Snape Views: 27108 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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CH 6 AN: Niniel1981 – I swear I am going to stop these missives to you (unless, of course, you enjoy my wittering!), but when you raise good points, I kinda have to reply! Yes, during the rape scene the perspective does shift, as, to be honest, I just could not face writing it as dialogue with Harry's reactions to hearing about his father's behaviour, so it starts as dialogue then moves so it's focusing on Severus' own memories as he becomes more introspective and relives it. Hope that makes some kind of sense.
Thanks for the feedback! (Made me go back and check I hadn't dropped an almighty clanger, which is always good.)
SUMMARY: So, if you skipped... well, you know the main detail – James raped Severus when they were both at school.
Harry is horrified and tells Snape he can't believe Snape would help Harry as he looks so much like his father. Snape says Harry is more like Lily than he realises.
WARNING: Bestiality. Sorry, plot related. Bottom Severus. Sorry, again, plot related. SP
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Chapter 6 – Madness
The evening of the full moon, Severus ensured Harry had everything he needed to be safe and comfortable during his change, and that the rest of the school was safe too. It was as Harry was sealing himself in the small cell that a growl broke free seeing Lupin sauntering into the rooms.
“You've locked him up for me, how thoughtful!” he jeered. His eyes were nearly amber, and they flicked around the room, spying the silver net waiting ready, and the scared man staring stolidly at him.
Severus, all too aware that the sun was setting, wanted Lupin gone before he could change into a wolf too. Stuck down here, the black haired wizard had no desire to be trapped with two werewolves. “You might as well go, Lupin, Harry can't open that door, and I certainly won't.”
“I am a wizard, not just a werewolf,” Lupin mocked and cast a spell. He frowned when the bars remained in place. He prowled close to the bars and gave Harry a cruel smile. The boy cowered, then caught himself and straightened, glaring. After they had kissed, Snape had said they must never kiss again, but Harry knew he would be able to get what he wanted, if he just remained strong enough. What word had the older man used? Resilient. It was the same word Dumbledore had said earlier that week whilst he had been talking to Harry about Voldemort's past. And if Harry was strong enough to face Riddle's history, he could and would, be strong enough to face Lupin. His rapist.
“I'll fuck that fight out of you,” Lupin promised softly before turning his back on the younger wolf and stalking towards the DADA teacher.
Heart pounding, Snape tried to think of a way to get Lupin out before the wards came down to lock them all in. At the time it had made sense to have wards that sealed automatically at dusk, now he was cursing himself for ever allowing such a thing.
“Your heart is racing, Severus, are you so afraid to be left with me? Don't worry, just hand over Harry and I'll leave you in peace.”
A snarl broke free from Lupin. And it wasn't just the wolf emerging as it was wont to do during moments of high emotion, it was the moon beginning to rise as the sun vanished. Around them the doors and fireplace clunked into bricks, locking them all in the rooms.
“Severus?” Harry's voice was terrified. “Get out of here. I'll be safe. He can't get me.”
Throat dry, Snape croaked, “Too late, Harry.”
A laugh came from the changing man that altered into a howl. His clothes tore and fell away from the grey and brown fur. In the small cell, Harry was twitching, his eyes glowing yellow. “Severus,” he moaned, “run! Just … run! NOW!”
Snape stood still for a dreadful moment of indecision. Lupin would turn him without a moment's hesitation, and would dominate simply to prove he could. Would locking himself in with Harry be any better? Would Harry as the wolf still recognise his scent and remember how tenderly Snape had dealt with him? If he locked himself in there did he stand any chance of coming out unscathed?! And Harry had told him the wolf wanted him. Could he survive that?
Hearing the snout sniffing, and the amber eyes swinging to stare at him, Severus knew he had no choice. He opened the gate, hurled himself inside and re-locked it before the werewolf in the main room could slam in. Lupin hit the bars and snapped at the human occupant.
In the corner, shivering, Harry was staring at the older wizard in horror. “G – get out!” he whispered, rocking, “I c – can't stop the wolf. I'll hurt you!”
Severus gulped and stepped closer to the boy. He threw his arms around Harry hoping his smell would connect to the wolf and save him from being turned. In any case, if tonight was his time to turn, he'd rather he did so because of Harry than because of Lupin.
“You're stronger than the wolf,” Severus whispered, hugging the young man, “You won't hurt me. I trust you.” Whether he did or not, he knew he had to at least profess trust in Harry; hopefully that would give the youngster the strength he needed to hold the wolf back. Or, if not, to stop the beast ripping Severus apart.
Wailing, Harry threw his head back, muscles and bones cracking as he changed. His few clothes split and rent as he grew, his light grey, almost silver fur shone even in the dimness of the cell. His one black ear flicked back and forth and his snout sniffed all around.
Severus had backed away as the change had finished, feeling he was in a very precarious situation. A werewolf snapping outside the bars, a werewolf growling inside the bars ... and him. A lone human who, although holding a wand, knew he couldn't hold off Harry all night.
Lupin had shoved his snout partway between the bars and was drooling as he anticipated getting close enough to Snape to bite.
Backing into a corner so that he was out of reach of Lupin's jaws, he kept his eyes fixed on Harry. Was there any reason left in the youngster or had the wolf taken over completely? And what did that mean for Severus?
Dropping onto all fours, Harry thrust his snout in Severus' direction and sniffed. He swung his head at Lupin and growled. Lupin snarled at him and Harry sat back on his haunches, whimpering, but then, he sniffed Severus again and his black ear flicked quickly. The wolf seemed to draw in a huge breath, drawing Snape's scent deep into his body. Then he stood up, lips curling back from the sharp teeth.
Outside the cage, the older werewolf was aching to dominate his young pack member. His stiff cock leaked white glistening fluid as he watched the young lithe form; drool slid out of his open mouth and dripped inside the cell. His claws scratched at the stone floor, struggling to get purchase and find some way into the room to claim his prize.
Harry prowled over to the human. Maybe Severus was faint and dizzy with desperation, but he was sure there was some green mingling with the golden eyes. The grey snout pressed against his chest and inhaled deeply. A sound like a sigh escaped the wolf and he licked the wizard's face. Between his legs, his cock dripped white fluid.
Oh shit, Severus thought, seeing the semen and feeling the room fill with the scent of sex. Snape wanted to have sex with Harry, but not with the other wizard as a werewolf, and certainly not with Severus as the bottom half of the equation. Still, right now, he either complied or risked something worse. Carefully, he began easing out of his clothes, wrapping his wand up in his cloak as he shrugged out of it, using a free hand to stroke up and along the furry face. That earned him a soft growl, almost like a purr, and a nuzzle against his neck.
Needing some more space to strip, he tried to wriggle free. At once he was held down by two great paws, and the face was close to his, teeth bared. Swallowing, he slid one hand to his trousers, undoing them, and stroked the pale neck and chest, calming the animal. With his trousers undone, Harry's attention seemed to turn to that part of him so far kept hidden. He sniffed at it, and worked his head into the clothing to nuzzle the soft flesh.
Lifting his hips, Snape slithered out of the clothing. He still had his shirt on, and his shoes. His trousers were caught around his ankles so he dug the heels of his footwear into the slabs so they could come off. Then his trousers could be shucked off.
Harry was licking the penis, his long tongue covering Severus' entire dick, teasing it to hardness. He throbbed with the feeling of being so completely and thoroughly pleasured. His mind began to scatter as the tongue lapped at his tip, tasting his fluid.
With his last really coherent thought, Snape grabbed his wand and accioed a jar of lubricant into the cell. He tucked his wand away, and groaned helplessly as his balls tightened. Panting, he came and slumped down as the wolf licked his semen clean before turning yellow-green eyes to his face. Severus shifted, placed a hand on the furred chest and stroked. Harry knelt upright, giving the human access to the part of him that twitched and leaked. Uncorking the bottle, the teacher poured some of the oil onto his palm and slicked his hands over Harry's shaft.
That done he rolled over and got onto his hands and knees. He knew this was going to be rough and took a steadying breath. The ignominy of being forcefully buggered by two generations of Potters wasn't lost on him. He just hoped this Potter didn't feel the need to bite him as his father had done all those years ago.
Harry crouched at Snape's ass and licked at the entrance before mounting and forcing his cock in. Severus pushed back hard, not wanting Harry to need to grab him with his teeth as Remus had done, and felt the thick long penis burn its way inside. Tears in his eyes, Severus clawed at the floor for grip as the wolf began thrusting inside him.
Harry ground into the tight channel, feeling the intense joy of possession, and growled his mastery of this man. Under him, Severus trembled a little at the growl, scared it meant he was going to be bitten, and pushed back even harder, slamming his hips back to meet each thrust, ignoring the pain inside.
Outside, Lupin was slavering, fluid pooling on the floor under his dick as his arousal grew watching the two fuck. He snarled and snapped, clearly ordering Harry to obey him, but the younger wolf paid him no heed, growling and keening as he scrabbled for purchase on the ground and pounded the body under him.
Snape felt Harry's orgasm approach. Felt the dick seem to get even harder and the muscles around him tense as the pace picked up. Then Harry was making a noise somewhere between a howl and a bark and hot fluid was gushing into Severus' anus. The wolf sagged against the tense back, licking the skin at the back of the neck. He hadn't exited Snape's body and seemed to be recovering himself before starting again.
Oh double shit! Severus thought. His ass was sore – the inevitable consequence of being fucked without preparation after a long time without penetration – and he hoped he could get Harry out of him at some point to apply some extra oil if the wolf was serious about fucking him more. But not this time around. Harry was already beginning to thrust again and Severus pressed one hand against the wall and pushed back, aching.
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CH 6 AN: I've now posted six chapters (one a day) and am going to go to one every two days, basically cos I just cannot get the Snarry scene out of my head and onto the page. *thumps head against laptop.* Great, and now I've broken my laptop! Why won't you be written you wretched scene?!
At least, though, I know what is in the next chapter. I'll give you a hint: Severus and Harry on the same bed. ;) SP
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