A Night Out With Snape

So that’s how Harry found himself in Lucius Malfoy’s mansion. Sirius who was afraid to approach Harry ever since the accident with the wall believed that Harry was to spend holidays with the Weasleys as long as there were made special protection spells for him. While the Weasleys believed that Harry was spending holidays with Sirius and Remus at least that was what Ron told them. And so both parties were in blissful ignorance as to where Harry was in reality.

Now feeble winter sun was pouring into the room and Harry started waking up. As soon as he tried to sit up he felt a strong hand pulling him closer. Harry lay back and closed his eyes a single tear rolling down his pale cheek. He would have sighed heavily if not for the fear that the man beside him would wake up as soon as that sigh would escape his lips. That’s why he kept his sighs and his movements to minimum gaining thus a of Mof Malfoy-free time if you could call it that. For the past week or so (Harry tried not to dwell on the amount of time he spent with Lucius Malfoy) he had an unpleasant feeling that Lucius Malfoy’s eyes were on him every second, blemishing every inch of his body and staining every ounce of his soul. At that thought another tear rolled down Harry’s face. No matter how much he didn’t like whatever Lucius Malfoy did to him it took the man only one stroke down his belly for all his inward and outward struggles to stop and to bend his head down in submission.

Sometimes Harry really hated the child inside of him for making him so weak and so dependant on Lucius’ touch. But at the same time he loved this small being inside of him and spent great amount of time talking to it promising that it would never be like a monster its father is. Despite the fact that there were hundreds of rooms as Harry perceived in the house Lucius stated quite clearly on the first day of his arrival that Harry would stay with him in his room. As it turned out Harry was also to join him in bed and though the bed was as huge as everything else in the house Harry was supposed to sleep in the middle of it in a strong grip of Lucius Malfoy who didn’t let go of Harry’s form all through the night. It made Harry wonder how the man did it and if he was that much in control. Despite the fact that Lucius promised that Severus could visit Harry, Harry didhavehave a chance to meet him yet. He decided that today would be the best time to remind Lucius of his promise. Maybe he could do it during breakfast? No, breakfast was a bad option. You shouldn’t talk about serious matters especially matters that might anger someone during breakfast. No, Lucius should be calm and complacent and happy in general. That would be sometime in the evening when Lucius would deal with all his business and would sit in his armchair in his study with Harry on his lap after having fucked him in all of his favorite spots and fulfilling the program for the day.

Harry hated being used like a whore all through the day. He would be fucked in the morning when Lucius woke up which made Harry wonder if that was how he effected the man. Or in the shower later on when he would like most of all to get rid his skin of all that was there from Malfoy but as long as Lucius Malfoy was always there along with him it was quite impossible. Besides serving as a whore he also had the pleasure of acting as a maid because it turned out that Lucius loved it when Harry washed him in the bath. The first few days Harry honestly tried to protest to any physical contact with Lucius Malfoy but found out that his child and its father made for a very united and strong team and whenever Harry tried to push Lucius away his child was pushing him back to the man.

Harry could swear that whenever he was in Lucius’ arms he could hear his child mewl and wondered if he would give birth to kitten instead of a real child. It made him laugh for the first time in a long while when he imagined that Lucius made a mistake in a potion formula and instead of a baby would get a small white cat with green eyes. Harry believed that Lucius would throw him out of the house along with the cat in an instant. When he shared his dream with Lucius he was surprised to hear that it wouldn’t matter much and that he would welcome a cat too if it was from Harry. That really put a damper on Harry’s dream. Though he didn’t like cats very much Harry wasn’t sure that he would let Lucius have it. So yes, after the bathroom came breakfast and after breakfast was a dessert in the form of Harry once again. Harry was sure that it wasn’t natural and that this passion for Harry inside of Lucius was definitely brought on by something.

Harry noticed that Lucius had quite a strong liking for tables with Harry lying eagle-spread on them. Of course the table in his study wasn’t as huge as the dining one but it still introduced a number of opportunities and positions for Lucius not that he could accomplish many of them in the moment while with Harry’s vulnerable state. Nevertheless he never missed a table. After ‘breakfast’ Harry had a sort of free time and he could do anything he wished, almost. He could do his homework or read books or roam the house or its grounds. That’s what Harry liked to do most to take long strolls among the heavy amount of pearly white snow. Especially he liked it when snow was actually falling down covering him in its soft chilly snowflakes.

On his walks he was always accompanied by a house-elf who warmed up the air around Harry whenever he started shivering. Sometimes however Lucius joined him after watching him from the high window of his study. Harry always could feel it when Lucius’ gaze touched upon him and knew that soon enough he wouldn’t be alone. To Harry’s great surprise and immense relief Lucius didn’t have any urges to jump Harry outside in all the snow. It made Harry curious as to how it would feel to actually fall into snow because it felt so soft and thick and it made for a very nice bed in Harry’s opinion. Though for his own safety Harry didn’t mention this particular idea or his fantasy to Lucius knowing that the man would be only too glad to realize it. During these walks Lucius took Harry by the hand and walked him all through the huge and small lanes that were scattered around separated from one another by thick bushes of silver roses Harry once received from Lucius. They didn’t talk much during their wa Har Harry didn’t really know what they could possibly talk about but it seemed that it was the last thing Lucius needed from Harry.

He liked to stop Harry in the middle of some path while though poor but still some sort of sun was illuminating Harry’s features. Harry usually closed his eyes because it was impossible for him to stand thatd pid piercing silver gaze. Harry was sure that snow would be as hot as flame in comparison. But Lucius didn’t mind. He liked watching Harry as if learning by heart every inch of his face. He liked it when Harry’s cheeks were flushed from the crisp winter air and his breath hitched from the long walk and his eyelashes fluttering under a snowflake or two and his lips ruby red and parted as if waiting to be kissed. But it was probably the only time and place when Lucius didn’t attempt it. He couldn’t explain it to himself but here in the snow under the grey sky with the nature around them as a witness Lucius felt that touching upon Harry in any other manner but reverent would be sacrilegious. That’s why he only watched and admired and drank and inhaled the beauty that was in front, above, around and underneath him. He was sure that only Harry could make him feel that way.

Then there would be dinner and then Lucius would be waiting for Harry in his study freeing his table once again from all the unnecessary stuff. Harry would take a deep breath and would enter goitraitraight for Lucius’ armchair where welcoming greedy waiting arms would be opened wide for him. So after perusing his everyday schedule Harry decided that the best time to breach the question would be after their session on the table of the study when he would be cradled in Lucius’ arms in front of the fire telling him stories. The first time that Lucius told Harry to tell him a story Harry’s eyes grew so wide that he doubted that they would ever be of the normal size again.

“Excuse me, sir?”

“A story, Harry, tell me a story.”

“W-what kind of story, sir?”

“Any story at all.”

“I’m not very good at telling stories.”

“Sweet Harry, soon enough you are going to have a child,” Lucius looked at Harry’s belly that was indeed steadily growing, “and all the children like it when their parents tell them stories.”

“Well then you will be the one to tell it a story. Obviously you’ve got more experience then I do.”

“You think so?”

“Well, you have a son…”

“You don’t really expect me to tell a story to a child, now do you Harry?”

“Well, on a second thought, sir, no I don’t expect you to. Thinking about what kind of stories you might be telling the child would be having nightmares till the end of its life. Not that Draco doesn’t deserve it…”

Harry shut his mouth afraid to having overstepped a certain boundary but Lucius merely chuckled at that.

“See, Harry? That’s why I need you to tell me a story.”

“But I don’t know any stories! I do hope that you remember that your Lord killed my parents thus leaving me in the care of my aunt and uncle who couldn’t care less for me or that I might need stories too.”

“Well, if you don’t know a story then make it up.”

Harry gaped at him shaking his head in disbelief.

“Ok, Harry if you don’t want it that way how about something else. What would you say if I tell you that…well let’s see…if you keep me interested with whatever story you can come up with till midnight I will let you go to bed without another, what do you call them, ah ‘session’?”
ou sou serious?!”

“Yes.”

“But…but what if you like a story but you will tell me that you don’t? It’s not like you to let me go to bed without fucking me in every corner of your house.” reasonably pointed out Harry.

“True that would be quite a concession on my part. You’d better appreciate it dear. And as to whether I lie you can cast a truth spell on me.”

“I can’t use magic.”

“You can use magic here. You don’t honestly think that my house is under any Ministry rule?”

“How could I, sir? Ok, so…the spell first.”

Harry cast a spell and shifted in Lucius’ arms so that now he faced the fire and wasn’t looking at his face. Lucius brought Harry closer to his chest and pressed his chin on top of Harry’s head.

“Now the story, Harry.”

The first story was really lame and Harry didn’t escape the last session with Lucius that day. By the next morning however he willed his brain to conjure all kinds of stories that started forming different patterns inside his head so by the end of the day he had story ready and Lucius let him go. Well, almost, as long as Harry still slept in his arms. And so it went like that and Harry rather liked this improvement. That’s why he decided that after a story or two in a nice comfortable atmosphere of the night Lucius would be more obliging to his requests.

*

However after breakfast and what ensued after it Lucius told Harry not to go to the grounds and stay inside. He said that the house-elf would inform him when to come to his study. Harry obeyed and went to his room to finish doing his homework.

*

He was sitting on the window-sill marveling at the way grey stormy clouds swirling above reminded him of Lucius when a house-elf appeared with a pop. Harry tensed.

“Master is waiting for you Harry Potter sir.” He said making a deep bow and vanishing with a pop again. Harry nodded and feeling slightly nervous went to Lucius’ study. When he opened the door he saw Lucius standing beside the door and then in the middle he saw an armchair that always stood behind the table but now was occupied by…Harry’s heart leapt so hard it made Harry’s head spin…Severus. Harry followed his heart and leapt too but when he came up closer and his insides were filled with hope that right now he would be in Severus’ arms again Harry’s hands hit an invisible wall that sprang in front of him. He saw that Severus wanted to jump too but his arms were bound to the armchair. Harry started hitting the wall fiercely until he heard Lucius’ cold laughter. Harry turned around to glare at him yelling:

“You promised that Severus would be able to visit me!”

“And he is here, isn’t he?” said Lucius amused his finger pointing at Severus who vainly tried to free himself from the obstructing bonds.

“That’s not how it is done!” yelled Harry back tears springing to his eyes.

“Harry, let me tell you that I know better how it is done.” Hissed Lucius in a dangerous voice.

“Let him go.” pleaded Harry, “Mr. Malfoy what does it take to let me be with him? I’ve been doing everything you told me so why can’t you let me see Severus?”

“You can see him Harry dear.” Pointed out Lucius his eyes glittering with cold amusement.

“Not like that. Damn you I did everything you told me…”

“And now you are going to do the same. You see I just want to put a bit of a show for Severus anen Hen Harry I promise that you will have your Severus all to yourself…for some time.”

“I don’t believe you.” Said Harry shaking his head.

“Well, not believing me can’t hinder you in showing obedience.” Said Lucius coming up to Harry and placing a hand on his belly. Harry bit his lip as a child responded to the touch pushing Harry into Lucius’ arms.

“You know what to do.” Whispered Lucius leaning down and kissing Harry lightly on the lips.

Harry nodded and went to the table placiimseimself on top of it. He looked past Lucius at Severus who was glaring at Lucius’ back. Harry closed his eyes. He knew what was about to happen and now Severus would know too and that was the last thing he wanted him to see and from the point where Severus sat the view promised to be perfect.

Lucius closed the distance between himself and Harry and caressed Harry’s cheek one hand securely placed on Harry’s abdomen coaxing him to lift his head up for a kiss. Slowly very slowly Harry’s lips started parting to let Lucius’ tongue in. The kiss was taking away his remaining strength and he wrapped his arms tightly around Luc nec neck to hold on to while Lucius started nibbling lightly on his lower lip drawing small whimpers from Harry. After a long while Lucius’ lips moved onto Harry’s neck while his hands slid down to unbutton Harry’s shirt from beneath. Slowly and very carefully he placed Harry on the table, parted his shirt so that his protruding abdomen was showing and started tracing it up and down making Harry sigh and twist with every turn Lucius’ fingers took. Then Lucius leaned down and startediliniling small soft kisses up and down the already familiar patterns. Harry’s body was arching up and Harry tried drawing Lucius closer by grasping stray strands of his hair that he could reach for. That was Harry’s favorite part when Lucius worshipped his belly like that. Soon however Lucius’ hands reached for Harry’s trousers undoing them and taking them off. Harry sat up and shut his eyes tightly, his teeth sinking into his lower lip. He knew what was going to happen next. He knew that Lucius was parting his own robes now, he knew that now he would feel his legs being spread apart and in a moment or two he would feel Lucius’ sleek fingers one after another penetrating him. Then his legs would automatically wind around Lucius’ waist and soon enough Lucius would be pushing inside of him painfully slowly in no rush, never rushing, but always agonizingly slowly deeper and deeper fully until Harry couldn’t take it anymore thrusting back hissing and whimpering all the while.

*

Harry’s heart was beating wildly in his chest. He watched in loathing and disgust Lucius doing up his robes. Harry trembled. That was too much. Harry knew that this time Lucius went too far. It was one thing to fuck him when no one was watching but it was just too much to do it in front of the man Harry loved. He fisted his hands and hissed at Lucius:

“Bastard! A fucking lying bastard! You promised! You fucking promised me! I hate you! I fucking hate you! You just can’t make a person go through all this shit and stay unpunished. You just can’t! And you’ll pay Malfoy! You’ll pay!”

Harry pointed at Lucius with his index finger and Lucius flew backwards hitting the door with a sickening sound.

“I tried to be calm. I tried to be obedient. And damn it I was everything you wanted me to be! I did everything you wanted me to do! And you knew I would keep doing it because of Severus and because of the child. But today quitquite enough! Why couldn’t you stop?! Damn you Malfoy things could work out differently! But you are too greedy! You want too much power and control. But I am tired of playing your little whore. I am not your toy and though you’ve been using me as such you won’t be doing it ever again. This body you’ve been inside of for so many times is mine and only mine! I tried to quell that power I was feeling growing inside of me. For Severus, for the child. dn’tdn’t want to anger you. I tried to please you! But you haven’t realized it and you didn’t stop. So now take it. Take what you deserve!”

Harry turned away from a petrified Lucius Malfoy and walked towards the wall that separated him and Severus. He pressed his palm hard to the wall and it shattered. Harry came up to Severus touched the bonds and they vanished. He took shell-shocked Severus’ hand in his own and led him towards the doors that contained a smashed Lucius as an ornament now.

“And don’t you dare threaten me with your Dark Lord ever again. Go and tell him about Severus and I, and Severus will go and tell him that it’s a lie. That in reality it is you who betrayed him it is you who is a spy. He will tell him that you made a deal with Dumbledore and got me as your prize. He will tell him that you wanted me for a long time and now more than ever and that you would do anything for having me in your bed even turning your back on your beloved Lord Voldemort. And Dumbledore agreed with you because you could become a very useful source of information for him. And I had no choice in his decision as usually and complied. Severus will tell him that you was so enamoured by me that you managed to impregnate me, I don’t think that Voldemort should know that little detail tha was was actually your potion, neh, Severus will conveniently forget to tell him that. And yes of course he will tell him that I spent my holidays in your mansion serving you in bed while Lord Voldemort was fruitlessly seeking ways of capturing and murdering me.”

Harry took a deep breath and continued now supported by Severus’ strong arms that went around his shaking body:

“But don’t think that I am unreasonablherehere is still the matter of our child and I of course don’t want to leave him fatherless and as a father of my child you can be quite of use in future. So I decided to allow you to visit my child and me. And all you have to do is to change your attitude and your allegiance. I don’t ask much, do I Lucius? Don’t bother answering right now. If you fulfil these two small conditions I will meet you in Dumbledore’s office. Oh and don’t worry I will continue telling stories to my baby. Pity you won’t be able to hear them. I have some nice now stored.”

With that Harry waved his hand and the door opened. He stepped out of the room followed by stunned Severus. As soon as the door closed behind them Harry fontoonto Severus whispering:

“Take me away from here. Please just take me away.”


A/N: Tell me what you think! I desperately need to know!