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Dumbledore's Little Pet	By : Finnian_Siog Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 82586 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 3
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of these characters. No money/profit is being made from this story. I am not J.K. Rowling. I just like to torment Harry sometimes, I guess that's one thing we have in common.

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Harry sat at his desk in the potions classroom scrubbing cauldrons. He had already cleaned four in the hour he had been there. He only had one more hour to go. Harry looked up from his cauldron to see Snape reading a potions magazine. Harry sighed and continued working. He was trying really hard to get an ugly green stain off a pewter cauldron when he saw Snape’s shadow descend on his desk. He looked up to see his hated professor scrutinizing his cleaning skills with his eyes.
“You’ll never get that stain out with soap and water Potter. Go into my storeroom and get a bottle of gnome saliva. I need to head back to my office to get the essay’s that you all turned in yesterday. I’ll be grading them while you finish your cauldrons. Oh and don’t steal anything from my private stores. I’ll know if you do” Severus said in his usual droll as he left the room.
Harry opened the door to the small room filled to the brim with potions and ingredients. He quickly found the one that said ‘GNOME SVA’ and took it from the shelf. He was about to leave the room when he remembered he was alone. It was the perfect opportunity to train himself, or as his Guardian said ‘play with himself’. He felt weird about doing it in a place like this, there was an eyeball in a jar to his left and a…something was moving in a jar to the bottom right of him. He shivered, and closed the door on himself. He quickly removed his robe and undid the straps of his harness. He thrust the dildo viciously into himself, moving faster than ever so he could be done soon. He didn’t want to take too long as Snape could come back at any moment. Then he reached that special place deep inside him and moaned loudly. He had forgotten to put up a silencing spell, and couldn’t realize it now, for the pleasure that was coursing through him. As if in a daze, Harry reached up and teased his nipples, pulling gently on the rings, pulling down on the weights as he continued to thrust. Each inward motion was accompanied by a white light of pleasure, even though the pain was ever-present.
Severus noticed the door to his storeroom was closed the moment he stepped in the classroom. He sighed and went to open the door. He could hear noises coming from the other side. “What could possibly be taking-“
Harry was facing away from the door, one hand on the dildo and another on his nipple, when he heard the door open and Snape’s voice come to an abrupt halt.
Severus could not believe what he was seeing. Harry Potter had his naked back to him and had clearly been masturbating in his storeroom. The boy who lived looked over his shoulder at him and quickly turned around so Severus couldn’t see the toy that was buried in the boy’s ass, not that he hadn’t already gotten quite the view. The boy didn’t realize that turning around would show his front apparently, as Snape’s eyes opened impossibly wider. The first thing he saw was the cock cage. Then he noticed the piercing, and that led to the sound buried in his slit. Severus’s eyes traveled up and he saw that weights were hanging from small hoops that were attached to the boy’s nipples. Oh and of course there was the BDSM harness that completed the look. Severus just stared.
“What are you doing Potter?” Severus said robotically
“P-playing with myself”
“I can see that, but for the love of Merlin’s beard, why are you doing so in my storeroom during a detention?!” Severus yelled at the child. He was no longer in shock. He was angry and a little curious. Harry Potter was just eleven years old. How did he get this equipment, let alone know how to use it? Did one of the other students dare him? If it was one of the seventeen year olds, they would be in very big trouble.
Harry redid the straps on the harness. He then looked down at his balls. He couldn’t go against Lord Dumbledore’s orders again. He had to flick them. He just really didn’t want too in front of Snape.
“Well?” Severus asked.
Harry grabbed his balls and flicked quickly. “AAahhhhh! Ow!”
“Potter? Why did you just do that? Wait right here!” Severus said getting a pain reliever potion from his desk. He came back with it and said, “For the pain” He tried to hand it to Potter, but the boy waved his hands and shook his head.
“N-no sir, I can’t! He’ll be so mad!”
“Who?” The man asked looking perplexed and trying not to give into the temptation of shaking the child.
“My Guardian” Harry said.
It was as if the gears fit into place. The Headmaster had told him that the boy had been abused. He must not know that it was sexual abuse, that the boy’s relatives had a hold on him, even now. “Potter, put your clothes on” the man instructed. The boy put his robe on and clasped it.
“Where are the rest of your clothes?”
Harry blushed and stared at his feet.
“I see. Well then, follow me Potter”
Snape led Harry to another door. It was the entrance to the man’s private rooms. Harry walked slowly behind him. He was so embarrassed he could barely stand it. They walked inside the man’s living room. Snape sat in a large armchair and instructed Harry to take the couch opposite. There was a coffee table between them and a fire was crackling in the fireplace. The room was done in greens of course.
They sat there in silence for a while, neither of them able to find the words. Eventually Severus had to be brave enough to tackle the issue.
“Your guardian tells you to hurt yourself, Potter?”
“…He, umm, he tells me to- to flick my balls when I’m done sir” Harry kept his eyes on a small part of the carpet; he couldn’t bear to look up, to see Snape’s cruel eyes at the moment.
“When you’re done with what?” Severus knew, oh god he knew, but he needed to hear the boy say it.
“When I’ve thrusted the dildo enough times. He told me that I need to flick my balls to calm myself down”
“Did he cage your penis?” The boy nodded. “And the sound? Did he put that inside you?” Another nod. Severus sighed. “Potter, has he put his penis inside you? Be truthful”
Harry looked up at that. Snape must know that he’s a Poof if he’s asking about that. “No, sir. Not yet. He said I had to use the plugs and the dildo before he could fuck me. It’s so that my tiny cunt can handle his really big cock, sir”
Severus’s cock gave an unwelcome jolt to the words the child used. “Did he teach you those words?”
“Yes, sir”
“Has he made you touch him?”
“I’ve cleaned his cock and balls with my mouth”
Severus swallowed loudly and couldn’t help staring at the boy’s plump lips. It was wrong; he was trying to help Potter, not- “Where has he touched you? Show me” Harry unclasped his robe nervously. Severus had meant for the boy to point where he had been touched over his clothes, not reveal himself again.
Harry shakily touched his chest “he’s touched my nipples” then moved down to his groin “and my clit”. Harry spread his legs, pushing them up and grabbing them at the knees so he could show his balls and hole “and my balls and cunt, sir”
Severus looked at the harness where the boy’s hole was and remembered how big the toy had been when he saw it. “Does the dildo hurt you?”
“Yes, but it hurt a lot more this morning. Can I put my robe back on now?”
“Yes” the man said as he stood up, facing away from the boy. He’d heard quite enough for one night. “You may go now Potter”
“What about the stain on the-“
“Your detention is served” Severus said sternly.
When the boy finally left, Severus made himself a drink and sat back down in his chair. This was serious; he needed to tell Albus first thing in the morning. He picked up an old photo album and leafed through it. He landed on the picture of Lily and James that he had taken in secret. If she had been alive, Lily would have fainted at the news that her only son had been sexually abused by her relatives. Severus stared at her eyes. They shared the same green, almond shaped eyes. He imagined Lily on his couch, naked except for a harness and nipple piercings. His cock gave another jolt. He looked back at the picture, at James. The boy shared the same messy black hair as him, and the same knack for getting in trouble. Besides his eyes, he was an exact clone of his father. It sickened him. He thought about catching Potter in his storeroom, he could bring it all back. The boy’s flushed cheeks, his rear as he thrusted the enormous toy inside himself, his nipples that he played with, and the moans of pleasure and pain that he made. He hadn’t been blessed with a photographic memory, but this image was something he’d never forget. He knew he would always remember it perfectly.
Severus took another sip of his amaretto and tried not to feel smug. He tried not to feel the feelings that were currently buried deep. If he was honest with himself, the moment he had opened that storeroom door… he had been aroused. The thought of Harry bloody Potter, The Boy who Lived, the spawn of the man that received all of his enmity- to see the boy painfully fucking himself on a dildo far too big for him, to see his ironically small member caged up tight with ejaculation banned, to see him used for someone else’s pleasure (a muggle no less), as nothing but a toy, a cheap whore, had Severus’s cock growing as he recalled it all.
The man poured himself another drink and sat back down, unzipping his fly and grabbing himself. He closed his eyes and recalled the flush of the boy’s cheeks, the untidy hair, the wiry glasses. If he was being even more honest, as honest as a man can possibly be with himself, if there were no ethics and no societal norms, Severus knew that he would have loved to have corrupted the child to this extent, perhaps more so. He would fuck Potter raw on his cock, squeeze the boy’s balls as he did so, and bite his nipples until they were swollen and red, before brutally Cumming, releasing his seed inside him. He would give the boy a male fertility potion, and force the child to carry his offspring, the offspring of a man he hates so very much. He wanted to get back at the boy’s father. James Potter took his Lily away from him and spread his seed inside her, creating a child. Severus wanted to take Potter’s Harry away from him and force him to create a child. It was retribution.
Severus was so close. He put his cup down and palmed himself vigorously, like a schoolboy, with thoughts of revenge.
No! Forget that the child is Harry Potter! “The boy is eleven Severus”, he told himself out loud. He’s just some poor abused child. If it were any other student, he couldn’t even begin to imagine such things. Severus Snape was not a pedophile. He needed to tell Albus and the Aurors tomorrow. He would not stand back while one of his students was being abused, even if they might deserv- he stopped that thought immediately, no eleven year old deserved this. Harry was not his father, but the man couldn’t stop stocking himself.
Severus came with a grunt all over his hand, and he allowed himself one last bad thought before he locked it all away: Harry, on his knees, licking the cum off his hand.

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NOTES: Coming up next: Sunday! You guys can't wait to read it, I can't wait to write it, it'll be a fun time! (I might need to split it into 2 chapters though)
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