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A Most Trusted Soldier	By : Rettavex Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Snape Views: 58682 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Chapter List
- 1-A Most Trusted Soldier
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- 27-Author's Note: update
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Thanks to Slyth, my lovely beta, for the speedy work. *~Blows Slyth a kiss and scatters rose petals about Slyth's feet.~*

After what was likely less than fifteen minutes Harry broke the connection to Severus and staggered backwards, slumping against the sink, before sliding down to sit on the floor. His mind was reeling with the revelations he had gleaned from his foray into Severus�s mind. Severus swayed slightly in the chair where he was sitting, his eyes slowly refocusing on the space around him.

Harry ran a shaky hand through his tousled hair, his heart beating a mile a minute.

�You�how could�,� Harry stuttered, struggling to find the words to help him understand all that he had seen. �Your thoughts of me are quite�intense,� he finally managed, unable to fully articulate the varied images that continued to swirl in his memory.
Severus just stared down at Harry, making no effort to agree or disagree with the younger man�s assessment. Despite the headache he was currently suffering, Severus knew each and every image Harry had seen.
Images of Severus on his back or his knees before what appeared to be an eighteen year-old Harry, the older man�s mouth opened in a passionate gasp; Severus licking and suckling a Quidditch leather wearing Harry in intimate places; An adult Harry taking a flogger to a gagged, wet, nude Severus; followed by their bodies colliding forcefully during rough lovemaking; Severus bathing Harry as one would a helpless babe; Harry greeting Severus with a wide, limitless smile; Harry choking Severus who wore a sleepy smile. There were innocent images as well. Severus and Harry sharing a meal, taking a walk, shopping, or reading by a fire. Yet, combined the images held proof of what Severus had told Harry was his long standing interest in the green-eyed man.

�Did you always think such things about me?� Harry asked, not meeting Severus� eyes, his embarrassment palpable.

�No. If you had ventured farther back in time prior to your fifth year then you would have seen that my feelings toward you in your early adolescence were purely innocent. When you first arrived at Hogwarts you were this little carbon copy of James and I wanted as little to do with you as possible,� Severus said, reaching into his robes and retrieving a small blue vial from what was undoubtedly one of numerous hidden pockets. Severus downed the entire contents of what Harry suspected was a headache potion.

�Despite the Headmaster�s assertion that you were the one who would save us all, I had my doubts. Yet with each passing year you matured, sadly under the weight of endless tragedy and duty. You went from a scraggly, clueless, wide-eyed, impetuous boy-wizard, to a powerful, talented, contemplative man who was in control. You held the weight of the world on your shoulders and bore it with dignity, though I would never admit it to you at the time. Despite the obvious way you chaffed under the expectations and unwanted accolades, you became the leader our world so desperately needed towards the end. In the final year or two of the war even Dumbledore deferred to you. It was in those final few years, which you saw in my mind, that I found you the most intoxicating.�

Harry, doing a fair impression of a fish out of water, staggered upright from the floor and summoned two beers from the pantry. He waved a hand to remove the tops to both beers before handing one to Severus. Harry took a large swig from his bottle before resuming his leaning position against the sink.

�I�ok, I�ve seen the extent of your interest. However, I am afraid I still don�t quite get why you would willingly involve yourself with me,� Harry persisted.

�I am not surprised that you are finding it hard to wrap your brain around this concept. I am sure if anyone had suggested a thing to you before today you�d have given yourself a hernia laughing. I hide things well, as you know,� Severus said, before sniffing at his beer and taking a pull.
�Beyond what I tell you next you will simply have to �trust. For over half my life I have been in the service of and bound to a more powerful or more dangerous wizard. My Dark Sought nature has been both a blessing and a curse. It garnered me great appeal in the eyes of Voldemort, perhaps even more so than my potions skill, ensuring my place in his inner circle. Yet, he demanded things I have worked years to atone for; Dumbledore sought to bind my nature�he feared what I could be capable of, should I choose to walk away from the Light. While Dark Sought can be very, very dangerous, Albus� lack of faith in my ability to control myself was hard to accept. In some ways it was like he bartered my loyalty for my safety. In you I see a chance to be neither shackled nor feared. I sense a chance to be free, to be allowed to be all that I am without risk.�

Harry was riveted to the space where he stood, the beer held carelessly in his hand as his wand hand clutched the counter for support.

�That is where you are wrong, Severus. How much do you really know about my Amoral tendencies?� Harry asked, his eyes narrowing in skepticism.

�I know all that Hermione knows, which I image is close to everything,� Severus said smugly.

Harry let out a grim chuckle. �So knowing what you know, you still choose this?� he asked incredulously.

�Without reservation,� Severus replied, meeting Harry�s hard gaze dead on.

�You would come to me�to my bed�without love?�

�Tell me, Harry, have you been in love with every one of your sexual partners?�

Harry didn�t answer, just gave Severus a pitiful looking snarl.

�I�ll take that as a no. Then pray tell why would you need to love me? I am not asking for your hand in marriage, I am not even asking for a relationship. Beyond your acceptance of the bond and discontinued use of the inhibiting potion, I am only asking for whatever you are willing to give,� Severus said, crossing his legs and sitting back in his seat. His relaxed pose gave the impression he and Harry were merely discussing what type of broom polish each preferred.

�I may not have loved them, but we at least liked one another sufficiently enough,� Harry retorted. He was becoming aggravated at the almost whimsical manner in which Severus was approaching the situation.
�You have no idea how much you are asking,� Harry spat. �You have no idea what we�d be in for. Hell, I have no idea and I�m the one with the genetic inheritance. The pheromone alone could cause no end of problems. Tell me Professor, are you prepared to submit to me, to have me in near complete control of your body, making you bend to my every sexual, physical and emotional need? Are you prepared to be irrevocably bound to a wizard with my power, a power you could never hope to overcome? Prepared to once again fend for your life should some upstart wish to take your place?�
Harry was nearly shouting as he gesticulated wildly while reciting all the reservations Severus should have towards their liaison.
�Yes,� Severus stated quietly, but with conviction. He could feel the anger radiating off the shorter man, could almost taste the trepidation Harry felt. Still, he wanted this man however he could have him; the idea of Harry holding his Right was becoming less and less his primary goal.
Harry stilled his movements when Severus spoke. His facial muscles warring with one another as various emotions battled for dominance.
�Then answer me this. Are you well and truly prepared to carry my offspring? Because that is exactly what�ll happen if I get off the potion and go through breeding with a willing body in my bed. I can hardly believe a man who�s what, fifty� let alone you� would want to be up the duff at this stage in life.�
�Still thinking like a Muggle I see. Firstly, remember that as a wizard I am not yet even quite middle age. Secondly, I have always wanted children, despite my unpopular outward attitude towards teaching insolent, lazy, unruly children. My life as a Death Eater and then spy left my chances for a family at nil. Thirdly, I remind you that I am a Potions Master and I am sure that I can devise a strong enough contraceptive to avoid a pregnancy if the idea of fathering children with me is disagreeable to you. Lastly, I know danger, Harry. I do not fear it. In fact I was beginning to grow rather bored,� Severus countered, unable to completely hide his amusement at Harry�s reaction to watching each of his efforts to dissuade Severus go up in smoke.
�Besides, I only turned 49 just this past January. I am in perfect health for carrying.�
Harry began pacing after letting out a sound somewhere between a pissed-off cat and a snake preparing to strike. Severus found an agitated Harry Potter quite amusing, yet even he was growing weary of the younger man�s constantly shifting emotions. It was wreaking havoc on Severus to have Harry�s magic behaving so erratically.
�Harry, I realize that I am not the most attractive man; I imagine you have had partners that outshine me in looks by an ocean�s distance. However, I am not without my own attributes. The two most beneficial to you in the short term would be my ability to help you research and deal with aspects of your heritage that may manifest once you go off the potion. I also happen to be a rather strong wizard, and if what Hermione said was true about you siphoning of magic during sex, you will find I am more than able to withstand such a feature. You also now know I am willing to bear children for you, which is something your heritage will demand. Everything seeks to reproduce and the Amoral evolved in ways to ensure the line survived,� Severus explained.
Harry paced back and forth across the kitchen floor, desperately trying to find the holes in Severus� logic, looking for any sliver of information he could use to prove to Severus that this was a bad idea. Damn, but he knows how to pad an offer so that it is most tempting. The surly bastard can really lay it on thick when necessary. Harry had noticed during the last breeding cycle two years prior that the seclusion had been harder than ever, his body desperate to mate and reproduce. Whether Severus knew it or not he had struck a chord.
�Even if all that you say is true, what makes you think this will be so easy? Me off the potion is dangerous, Snape. You have no idea what could happen. We don�t know what I would be like, what I may require. The worst of which is that other Dark Sought could come seeking me out; it�s happened before.�
What, it couldn�t be true. Severus� mouth twisted in a manner that looked as if he had just eaten a lemon rind. Some other had come along to snatch what he wanted. A low-level rage began percolating in Severus� gut at the mere thought that Harry could have belonged to another.
�What do you mean?�
�Guess Hermione did leave out a little something after all,� Harry said with a sardonic grin. �How do you think we first discovered my heritage? Seventh year the three of us broke restrictions and went into Muggle London. We were just out to have some fun away from school, Voldemort, the Order, etcetera. We are sitting in a pub just hanging out, when this woman begins watching us like a hawk. I didn�t even notice at first. Ron did. We went on guard thinking she was a Death Eater or something that managed to tail us. So we manage to slip out of the pub only to have her come after us. She stunned Hermione and narrowly missed hitting Ron with an Unforgivable before I managed to draw her attention away from them.
"I took off running knowing that if Voldemort had sent her that I was the one she wanted. She followed and caught up with me down a street I didn�t know. Man, she was fast. Before I could stop her she was all over me� licking, hugging, grinding, just about stripping off in public. It felt like she wanted to claw my skin off. I could feel blood beginning to run down my arms where she latched on. Nothing I did could deter her. I thought she was just barmy or something. Ron managed to wake Hermione and they both found us a few minutes later. They stunned her and we high tailed it out of there. We never told anyone, but Hermione was determined to find out just what caused the woman to react that way.�

�I see.�

�No you don�t. Dark Sought, while few, will come crawling out of the woodwork�never mind those who may be drawn to me as an Amoral descendant. Hell, I�ve got enough wannabe suitors just being the bloody Savior,� Harry said derisively. �I am telling you now, Snape, we have no idea the full extent of my heritage markers. I began the potion shortly after Hermione discovered it. I had been seventeen for only about six months. I still grew into my full powers, but not the powers associated with the Amoral,� Harry insisted, throwing his hands in the air in frustration.
Not to be deterred, Severus said, �Nevertheless, my offer stands. I want you, but I was truthful when I said that I would abide by any boundaries you set. I do not wish to make your life difficult, but I do wish you to take my offer seriously. If nothing else accept my Right, spend some time getting to know me. The real me, not the fa�ade I have had to perfect for reasons we both know too well,� Severus stated as he stood to block Harry�s further pacing. �Unless of course getting to know me would upset a current relationship?� Severus inquired, not even bothering to be subtle.
Harry looked at Severus and then out the kitchen window before answering.
�If you mean Luna, no. Luna is�Luna,� Harry said with a soft smile, a faraway look in his eyes. If Severus hadn�t just heard Harry deny a relationship with the young witch he would have sworn it was a look of love.
�And that look in your eye?� Severus asked.
�You may as well know. Luna is a friend, a close one�very close. She and I share a connection. Contrary to her guileless and absentminded appearance, Luna is a lot like you and I both in some ways. Others see what they want to see, the simple, guileless, eccentric witch. However, Luna is not only a powerful witch� though you�d be hard pressed to get her to give a demonstration� she is also the one person that I can truly talk to about anything. She is peculiar, but she makes me laugh. She keeps everything from being too much. Luna gives, you know. I�ve been around takers all my life, but few people have truly given to me with no ulterior motive. No matter how benign those motives, they still wanted something,� Harry said, moving away from Severus to resume his pacing.
�And just so there is no confusion, yes, Luna and I are sexually intimate, but by no means exclusive. Our times in the bedroom are actually rather infrequent. Most of the time she comes by our interaction is purely platonic. You heard me tell Hermione that breeding was coming up in a month or so, right? Well, Luna is probably the only magical lover I�ve had who can wholly withstand the lead-up to breeding. Despite what that damned book says about it lasting only 3 days, the weeks leading up to breeding onset is a hedonistic hell,� Harry stated, nearly breaking the empty beer bottle as he slammed it to the countertop.
Severus searched those emerald eyes for deception, for even a hint of dishonesty and found none. Harry was telling the truth, and no matter how threatened Severus currently felt by the presence of such a generous friend in Harry�s life, he knew he�d do his damnedest to not let it show. Harry deserved friends, true friends. Severus knew just how precious those were, his own circle of friends never having exceeded the number of fingers on one hand. He�d do his best to suppress the inevitable jealousy he was sure to experience, all in the hopes of gaining the trust and the friendship of the younger man before him. He would put an end to the fucking of course.
�I understand, Harry. Thank you for your honesty. Now that we have each heard the other out will you give me your decision?� Severus asked, trying to avoid seeming too nervous.
�I will admit that your memories have intrigued me. I am by no stretch of the imagination what one would consider conservative in my sex life, but I have not experienced anything like what I saw towards the end of the Legilimens,� Harry said, looking to Severus for an explanation.
�I am strong. I am independent. I am self-reliant to a near fault. I am all these things because I must be. However, I have always desired someone strong enough to depend on; to help me earn pride in myself. So you see, while it may seem incongruous that someone like myself would be submissive, I find that in submission to another person deserving of it I find my own inner strength. The strength to be better than I am�to be unafraid of my own emotions. I am ill equipped for a normal, sappy romance. Such notions are not natural to me; had they been surely my time under Voldemort would have stripped such inclinations from me,� Severus said, reaching out a hand to still Harry and force the younger wizard to look him in the eye.
�You may not fully understand all that you saw, but I am willing to teach you if you�d like to learn. Dominance is not about abuse, or really even control. It is about care and responsibility and trust. I am looking for something, Harry. I am looking for a chance to be myself, to uncover that which I have hidden for so long. I am looking for a worthy Custodian to my Right, as well as to my submission. Can you be that? Will you accept?�
�I don�t know if I can accept such submission, Severus,� Harry said sincerely.
�Oh, I offer it freely, but you must still prove yourself capable and worthy, Harry. Let me introduce you to what I am speaking about. If once we have covered the basics you decide that this is not something you can give I will accept that. But trust me, Harry, being even a portion Amoral, you were virtually bred for leadership and dominance,� Severus replied, lust blatant in his eyes.
Those coal black eyes bored into Harry�s very soul. Never in all his days would he have imagined that Severus Snape, bastard-extraordinaire, his most hated professor would be in his kitchen offering Harry not only his bound loyalty, but also his submission. Harry almost buckled under that unguarded, dark, intense gaze. Those obsidian eyes were pleading for Harry to see the unfiltered truth in Severus� words. The whole thing was just wrong enough to be a page in the book of his life, Harry thought.
It was true that Severus was by no means a beautiful man; although Harry found himself inexplicably curious as to whether the image of the naked Severus he saw during Legilimens did justice to the one in the flesh. If it was even half a honest mental projection Harry knew he�d find it no burden to sate himself with Severus� body. Still the Severus Snape Harry had always known was cranky, acerbic, terse, malicious, and wouldn�t know cuddly if it bit him on the nuts. Yet, as Harry looked long and hard at the man before him, he knew the Severus Snape of his past was not the Severus Snape on offer. This new Severus, the one he had yet to meet sounded intriguing. Ever the professor, Harry knew that Severus would lead him in this until such time as Harry was ready to take the reins of control. Whatever their relationship was to become, something told Harry that this was a new watershed moment in his life and there was only one answer to the question Severus posed.
�I accept.�

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