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I'm A Slave for You	By : BlackGargie Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > General Views: 26597 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A/N: This is going to be quite a long chapter, just so you
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I�M A SLAVE FOR YOU

�� A week has passed since
that fateful incident, both to Draco and Remus and
Severus and Harry. They had their ups and downs during that week, but nothing
serious. Occasionally, Lucius would make use of his
leftover �energy� to go tease Remus and make advances
towards him, but most of the time, Remus would steer
clear from him and would follow around Draco diligently, stating profusely that
he belonged to Young Master Malfoy now and wished to
keep it that way. Lucius� assumptions of Remus� getting tired of Draco or wanting more than just a
small boy�s touch was backfired as not once did his ex-slave come crawling back
to him. He had to settle with playing and fooling around with other slaves that
belonged to some of his acquaintances, and they were only too happy to oblige
as long as they had Lucius Malfoy,
voice of the Ministry, to their advantage. Other than that, Remus
remained loyal to Draco and would meet his every whim and fancy, satisfying him
both on and off the bed. Although Draco had not once asked for sex since their
first time together during his birthday, he was content just to kiss and cuddle
his Young Master and hug him to sleep. Truthfully, he needed a little break
from the sex anyway, and that whole week was rather refreshing for him.

�� Severus, on the other
hand, was still plagued with guilt throughout the week. Ever since he uttered
the word �Slut� and ended the sex at a sour note, he couldn�t look at Harry the
same way again. His vow of abstinence crept back into his system as he vowed to
fully understand the child before getting any more ahead of himself. Although
Harry seemed to behave as if it had never happened, he could tell from the tiny
flinches and small winces whenever he patted him head or stroke his chin or
kissed him that he was still a little apprehensive, and the occasional sad look
in his beautiful jade-green eyes were tell-tale signs enough for Severus to
know that Harry�s awakened memory from that word had not subsided.

�� He had to meet Remus quick before they grow anymore distant as it was.

�� On that Friday afternoon
after Potions class, he dismissed everyone except Draco so that he could tell
Draco that he would like Remus to come and visit
Harry the next day. Draco, not really used to having Remus
away from him, suggested that his godfather come over to the Malfoy manor to let Harry visit him instead. After reaching
an agreement, Severus relayed the good news to Harry, in which the boy squealed
and jumped with glee before hugging Severus affectionately, which of course was
not helping either Severus� vow of abstinence or his crotch. The next day,
Severus woke up to find himself alone on bed. He
almost went into a panic attack trying to look for his beloved pet, thinking
that he had ran out on him or gotten kidnapped and would�ve woken up the whole
household and brought the house down looking for Harry if it weren�t for Colin
nonchalantly remarking that he saw Harry sitting on the high couch of the
dressing room waiting for Severus, dangling his legs like it was nobody�s
business. Needless to say, Harry almost got a scolding for making his Master
worry his head off.

�� Don�t you ever do that
again to me, understand, pet? I know you�re excited for today but this doesn�t
give you the reason to give me a heart attack.�

�� Harry stuck his tongue
out apologetically, like a child would when he was caught taking an extra
cookie from the cookie jar.

�� Honestly, Harry. Have I
ever broken a promise to you before? It wouldn�t kill you to have a little
patience, would it?� Severus grumbled and muttered under his breath as he
looked through the clothes he wanted his pet to wear. Finally he found a pair
of jeans shorts that ran only all the way down half of Harry�s thigh and a big
adult-sized blue T-shirt that said �King for A Day� for Harry to wear. Severus
chuckled at the pun on the shirt. Today was Harry�s big day after all. It sort
of suited him, although it was pointless to let him wear jeans underneath since
the shirt was huge as usual and ran past the shorts towards the boy�s knees,
but then again, it was better than having some lecherous random guy looking
under Harry�s shirt to see nothing but underwear underneath. He was not taking
any chances letting his guard down against any potential people that may have
their grubby hands on his pet.

�� Harry smiled as soon as
he was done dressing. He didn�t seem to mind the irony of the outfit. Obviously
he was very excited to go visit Remus that he didn�t
care much how he looked. Severus smiled at the innocent look his little one had
and held out his hand.

�� Come. We shan�t be late
for your big meeting now, shall we?�

�� The older man soon led
him to the carriage and got in. Harry automatically followed after him and
found his comfort zone on Severus� lap. Severus stroke his hair, feeling
relieved that at least Harry was not resisting sitting on his lap, though his
guilt still lingered. Harry turned to look at Severus with a �Are you OK?� look
but Severus shook his head, assuring him that everything was fine before
lifting Harry�s chin and kissed him softly before looking out of the window.
The couple rode in comfortable silence as the carriage drove them all the way
to the Malfoy manor. At the front door, Severus could
see from the carriage window that the slave Remus
walking side by side with Draco around the front yard, chit-chatting to each
other as they waited for Severus to greet him. The expression both Remus and Draco had when they spoke and teased each other was enough to tell Severus that they were more than just
Young Master and slave. He wondered whether they had gone way back before Lucius decided to give Remus to
his son as a present, but it wasn�t his business to pry. As long as his godson
was happy, nothing else mattered.

�� As soon as the carriage
stopped, Harry jumped off Severus� lap and made a mad dash to Remus, rushing over to hug him and letting out an excited
squeal.

�� Hey, Harry,� Remus chuckled as he patted Harry�s head. �How�re you
doing?�

�� Absolutely fabulous,
since he almost gave his Master a heart attack by waking up hours before me and
decided to play hide-and-seek on poor me,� Severus grinned as he got off and
dismissed the carriage.

�� You�re that happy to see
me, aye, Har?�

�� Harry gave him a toothy
grin as a reply.

�� I will let you guys be.
I have riding lessons to go to,� Draco replied, yawning at the bored task he
was about to undertake.

�� Just don�t be too hard
on the horse, eh? We did give them a rather�vigorous time
with our little �escapades�,� Remus grinned, flashing
a wink at him.

�� Remus Lupin~!� Draco said
warningly, his face blushing slightly.

�� Oh? What does he mean by
that, Draco?� Severus rubbed his chin knowingly.

�� Nothing!
I�m going!� Draco almost shouted as he left, leaving the chuckling Remus behind his wake. He ruffled the boy�s hair, in which
Harry squealed in delight and giggled.

�� How is my little ol� Har been doing? Have you been
a good boy?�

�� Remus,�
Severus said, feeling that it is best to bring it out front what the true
purpose of their meeting was. �I must ask you something.�

�� Yes, Master Snape?� Remus replied as he led
both Severus and Harry into the manor.

�� After the birthday party
last week, Harry and I got a little�intimate. Unfortunately I got ahead of
myself and called Harry something that�I feel bad about. He reacted rather
adversely to it and well�I was wondering if you��

�� Severus couldn�t
continue, his guilty conscience creeping back to him. Remus
looked at Severus for a while, seemingly knowing what he was trying to say,
then covered Harry�s ears before asking, �You called him�a slut, didn�t you,
Master Snape?�

�� Yes,� Severus sighed.

�� I think it is best we
discuss this somewhere private,� Remus said as he
carried Harry in his arms as if he weighed nothing. Severus nodded and followed
Remus. The younger man led the older one to a room
upstairs where Draco�s old playthings used to be. The room was nice and clean,
but the things that scattered around were clearly not in use anymore since Draco�s
was at an age where he shouldn�t be playing toys anymore. He brought Harry into
Draco's old playhouse which hadn't been used for a long time and let Harry down
to play with the toys before sitting on the floor in front of Severus.

�� I�ve only known Harry
when he came into the business, but what I learnt from him while he's under my
training that this started way back. I gather you have heard that Harry�s
foster family wasn�t exactly the type of a model family should be.�

�� Yes. I read about them.�

�� Well, apparently before
Harry joined us, he had already been��broken into�. His cousin�took a sort of
sexual liking to him, then cornered him with his friends and�gang-raped him.
They called him�� Remus looked at Harry cautiously
before continuing, �that word over and over again while they force-fed him with
a Muggle drug and raped him for almost a week. I
think that drug was some sort of what Muggles call
the �date-rape� drug or drugs that would increase libido and bring out your
inner lust or something.

�� The first time we knew
that Harry was very sensitive to that word was when the head of the slave
trader passed Harry to me to be trained. As expected, young Harry at that time
put up with a lot of fight, and I tried my best to make the training as easy for
him as possible. When he refused to be toy-trained�it�s a code-name for us to
be trained with Muggle sex toys and dildos�my
co-trainer said these exact words: You are a slut and you know it, so take
the fucking toy and start acting like one. I swear I have never seen such
traumatized eyes from that boy as he shrank into that fetal position with his
hands on his head and his mouth screaming and crying like hell descended on
earth. We had to sedate him and extract that memory of his cousin and his
friends raping him to put it in the Pensieve so he
would not have to remember it again.�

�� Severus was speechless as
he heard this story coming out of Draco�s slave�s mouth. How could his own
cousin do this to him? And allowing his friends to gang-rape him no doubt!
Severus suddenly felt the urge to castrate the culprits that cause his little
pet so much pain.

�� I have been in the
business ever since my parents died when I was 9 and left me for naught, and I
am considered one of the veteran slaves and I rely on my years of experience to
know and learn what goes about in the sex slave business. For us sex slaves, we
were always given a background check of where we come from, who we are, what are our origins, etc. by using the Pensieve method of viewing our history and keep a record,
thus the stuff you read about Harry. Sometimes they omit out certain things in
the records so that they would not leave a bad impression the customers who
bought them, like Harry�s sensitivity to that word. I guess they failed to
realize that they may be able to take away the memories, but they could never
take away the emotional scars that are left behind to decay in such a fragile
thing called the heart. It is often these emotional scars that force the bad
memories to resurface, no matter how many times you eliminate them.�

�� Dear God�� Severus felt
his heart clench. �Now I know why. I still can�t believe I said it. It just
slipped out.�

�� I know you never meant
any harm, Master Snape,� Remus
said. �I know it was just the heat of the moment. His last client didn�t take
it too well though. He used that word on him and he had to return him to us,
demanding a refund, because Harry wouldn�t stop crying for 3 days straight. Again,
we had to sedate him and extract the memory out of his head. But still, I
believe one day he will understand that anything you say to him will not mean
any harm, even that word. He just needs time.�

�� I know. But I think I
better steer clear from uttering it for now.�

�� True. Better safe than
sorry,� Remus smiled as Harry, who was done playing
in the playhouse, came over to him carrying a big lion plushie
doll. �I see you have taken care of Harry really well. It�s been so long since
I seen him smile like that.�

�� Harry giggled as Remus patted him on the head, leaning against him
affectionately like a child would to a father. Severus smiled seeing that
sight.

�� I think he needs a
father more than a lover.�

�� Remus
shook his head, �He may appear childish and behave so, but ever since his
incident and his days in the business, he has matured emotionally. I think he
understands that he deserves a lover more than anything else. His behaviour now is his own way to cope with his scars.�

�� He is a brave little
one,� Severus said, ruffling Harry�s hair. Harry, in turn, smiled and grinned
at Severus.

�� Mah!�

�� He still hasn�t learnt
to talk yet, I see,� Remus said it as a matter of
fact.

�� No,� Severus confirmed
it. �I have a speech teacher coming in next month. He should start to learn to
talk in no time.�

�� I find it hard to
imagine him talking,� Remus chuckled. �His action
alone speaks louder than words. He has touched many of our hearts in the
business, and it�s his silent yet cheerful nature that keeps us going at
times.�

�� Well, I want him to know
more words than just �Mah� for Master, �Nummy� for �Yummy�, sl�well, you-know-what and �Fuck�.�

�� Remus
laughed at the last word Severus uttered, �Did you really say that, Har?�

�� Harry gave him a toothy
grin.

�� Not that I don�t like
it,� Severus chuckled as well. �I just really want him to know more words.�

�� True. Even those
homeless Muggles among us in the business are far more
articulate than Harry.�

�� Would you like to sit on
my lap, Harry?� Severus asked.

�� Harry looked at Remus, then looked at Severus, then back again, not sure
what to decide.

�� It�s your choice, Har. We won�t force you,� Remus
said.

�� Harry looked at either
two long and hard for a while, then finally smiled and decided to sit on
Severus� lap.

�� Looks
like he still likes you better, Master Snape.
I feel grateful and happy that he had found someone like you to take care of
him.�

�� I just don�t understand
why anyone would want to harm such a sweet, innocent child like him.�

�� The world is a cruel,
unfair place sometimes. We learn to cope somehow. I do pity people like Harry
though. They should have a normal life, not like this.�

�� Yes. I am trying to give
a normal life to Harry as best I can,� Severus agreed, then turned to Harry and
asked, �Do you like living with me, Harry?�

�� Harry nodded hard,
cuddling the lion plushie doll close to his chest.

�� You seem to like the
doll, I see,� Remus said, pointing at the doll, in
which Harry nodded gleefully in reply.

�� Looks like I know what
to get you now for your birthday,� Severus grinned.

�� Harry shook his head and
held onto the doll tighter.

�� I think he wants that
only and he wants it right now,� Remus chuckled.
Harry looked at Severus pleadingly, holding the doll impossibly tight that the
head seemed to threaten to come off its neck.

�� We have to ask Draco
first, Harry,� Severus said and smiled when Harry pouted in response, not
wanting to let go of the doll. �But you can hold onto it right now.�

�� Suddenly, without
warning, Remus perked up as if hearing something,
�Looks like Young Master Malfoy is throwing his usual
tantrum on the horse again.�

�� Eh? Where?�
Severus asked, looking around to see where Draco was.

�� Oh, sorry, I forgot that
you don�t know me much yet,� Remus scratched his chin
awkwardly. �I�m a bit of a werewolf, you see. When I was 12, I couldn�t stand
the way my previous Master was treating me in his sex games and tried to run
away. I soon got lost in the woods behind his home and got attacked by a
werewolf. Luckily I wasn�t bitten. I survived with only a few scratches by the
werewolf�s claws, but that was enough to turn me into half a werewolf. The
werewolf who had attacked me was probably experiencing some sort of post-natal
disorder or something because she thought I was her cub, which was probably the
reason why she didn�t kill me. She took me away deeper into the woods and
nursed me back to health, and treated me like I was her real son.

�� I learnt through certain
pictures hidden under the cellar of her old cottage that she used to have a
husband and a baby, but apparently she was also a victim of another werewolf
attack herself as she was turned and somehow killed her husband and baby on a
full moon�s night. Since then, she went a little ka-ka in the head and roamed
around the woods looking for her so-called missing husband and baby and was
overjoyed when she finally �found� me. She was in her own little world and would
talk many nice things about �my father� and that I would be so thrilled to see
him if she ever �found� him. Aside from the transformation every night when she
would go savagely wild and I had to lock her out of the house until she
reverted back, she was a very nice woman. In fact, during my half a year stay
with her, I almost believed she really was my mother. No one treated me so
nicely like she did.�

�� I see,� Severus replied
sympathetically. �You seem to refer to her as a past tense. Did she�?�

�� Remus
nodded. �My Master contacted the business about my disappearance, and the
business, being that they didn�t want to lose one of their best money-makers,
quickly sent out a search party. She never saw it coming. They ambushed the
cottage unannounced and she was getting ready to change at that time. I was so
engrossed in preparing the necessary tools to keep her out of the house that I
didn�t know their presence until they came in with their wands and chains and
leashes. They quickly grabbed me and tied me up in their chains, thinking that
she was going to attack me or something. She, being the protective �mother�,
lunged at them despite her half-transformation and they gave her the Cruciatus curse. I wanted to go to her and make them stop
torturing her but they held me back. At her last attempt to save me, the head
of the slave trader stepped in and stabbed her with a silver knife right
through the heart. I was taken away, kicking and screaming back to the
business�my Master was reprimanded for not looking after their �merchandize�
well and confiscated me from him, terminating their sales agreement�and she was
left there at the cottage to probably rot. I never saw her again since.�

�� I�m�I�m really sorry to
hear that�I didn�t think that you slaves would come from such a�shockingly
devastating childhood��

�� It�s alright,� Remus smiled. �Our plight is more or less the same: sold to
slave traders because we were driven by extreme poverty. Won�t
do much to reminiscence too long on it.�

�� You say you are half a
werewolf. What does that mean?�

�� Don't worry. I don�t
change as often as someone who is bitten. Only once every 3 months. Like I
said, I was only scratched, not bitten, and I don�t go around killing cattle or
howl at the moon or whatnot. I still retain a little bit of my sanity when I
change, but the beast in me usually conquers my mind. Aside from having
super-human strength when I�m in human form, I got heightened senses as well,
that�s why I can hear Young Master from this distance. Ah, there he goes
again.�

�� Yes, Draco hates having
to do things over and over again. He doesn�t do well with repetition. He has a
restless soul, that I can say.�

�� I think he�s gonna need some help,� Remus said
as he got up. �Excuse me for a moment.�

�� Harry instinctively
gripped Remus� sleeve, giving him both a questioning
and reluctant look.

�� Do you want to come
along, Har?�

�� Harry nodded excitedly.

�� I suppose it wouldn�t
hurt having him here around for a while,� Severus said as he looked at the
time. �I still have some work brought from my office to do at home. You can
stay here for the moment, Harry. I will be back at dinner time. If anyone
touches you like I do, I give you permission to bite them, OK?�

�� Harry nodded again. At
this point, in order to hang out with Remus, he�d
agree to anything.

�� Be a good boy now,�
Severus kissed him both on the head and on the lips before leaving for the
front door. As Remus and Harry sent him off, Harry
tried to remember the word to bid people farewell before trying to say it as he
waved at his Master.

�� Bai-bai, Mah!�

�� Severus felt that if this
was his final moments, he�d die in content.

A/N: Aww�Now that was like
the cutest thing ever. Like I said, this is AU, so expect the history to turn
out a little different than the original. So, shall we move on to the next chappie? Let�s go! Reviews plz!
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