Guilty as Sin

CHAPTER 13

“Drink it, the infusion of wolf blood with fluxweed will control the cravings. I can’t have you two running about the school preying on other students. Potter’s mishap over summer is enough to arouse suspicion should someone take an interest in his case.” Draco and Harry obediently picked up the glass vials that Snape had slid down the bench at them.

It had been an entirely unknown side of their potion’s professor they were being witness to. Snape had practically strutted into the classroom like a proud wolf after a successful hunt. Harry and Draco hadn’t had to wait long in the man’s classroom before he’d come down after dinner. It was almost as if he’d known they would be there and didn’t even react as he shed his outer black school robes and proceeded to pass them a potion vial each from a locked cabinet hidden at the back of his office. Neither Harry nor Draco dared to speak both of them keeping their eyes cast downwards to the floor and obediently following the professors every word. The pair of them were still battered and bruised from the last round they’d survived with Snape and weren’t up to challenge him again just yet.

“The amulets around your neck should still prevent any other misbehavior the two of you may feel the need to commit.” Harry and Draco watched carefully as Snape pushed up the sleeves of his white shirt before the man moved over to his desk to remove from within a draw a large flask of alcohol and a glass. “I have made arrangements so the two of you will spend every evening after classes and weekends here with me. The headmaster is under the impression that I am merely increasing my supervision and guidance on Potter through added detentions.” Snape sipped from his glass of alcohol as he paced backward and forward past the two boys sitting at the front bench of the classroom. Harry nodded silently as Snape addressed him before the man turned his attention on Draco. “And I have also convinced the old fool that you too are straying from the supposed ‘light side’ of this war Draco, and have agreed to attempt to bring you back by combining your detentions with Harry’s.” Snape smiled in supreme satisfaction as he again sipped from his glass of scotch.

“What is going to happen to us now sir?” Harry muttered daring to speak when it was clear Snape had not inclination of continuing.

“We are going to make history Potter.” Snape declared calmly as he moved over to stand behind the two boys sitting at the bench. Harry was instantly engulfed by the same aroma he’d first smelt back in the potion’s classroom on Friday as Snape leant down and licked a warm path up Harry’s neck over the still purple incision bite marks. “You, and I and Draco here, are going to become the very first Elith-furatu harem in England in nearly six centuries.”

“A harem?” Harry whispered a little breathlessly as Snape’s icy cold fingers traced gently back and forth across his neck.

“Indeed Potter, a small one but one none the less that will undoubtedly outlast both sides of this supposed war.” Harry was confused by what ‘harem’ meant and glanced over at Snape who was now back to tracing his fingers across Draco’s neck in a deceivingly gentle gesture. “It is a family unit Potter. A clan of our own kind isolated and protected from others.”

“What about Alison, Gavin and….” Draco trailed off and Harry watched as Snape tilted the blonde’s head backwards, before locking his lips with the blonde’s in an upside down kiss.

“Ah yes the other Inferei.” Snape breathed out heavily as he let go of Draco’s head allowing the blonde to return to facing forward. “In time I may decide we require new blood but at present I am satisfied with you two. You are both…” Snape paused and both Draco and Harry didn’t miss the way the potions professor inhaled deeply on the air. “…ripe for the picking.” Snape finished with a wicked half-chuckle as he downed what was left of his glass of scotch and put the empty glass aside. Harry despite himself liked the sound of what Snape had just suggested although he couldn’t help feeling a part of him wonder what sacrifices he would have to give up to receive the promise. Draco didn’t appear to get the underlying message and Harry rolled his eyes. The blonde was sometimes just as dense as he accused Harry of being so often.

“So what does this ‘harem’ involve?” Harry commented trying to sound as less threatening and challenging to Snape’s authority as possible. Both Draco and Harry were still in the dark about their conditions and any additional information they were given only served to make them understand better.

“Very little at the moment we must be vigilant in protecting our identities. As you both know should the Ministry find out about us we would become hunted and our combined strength is not enough to dissuade a marauding army of Auror’s, although the prospect of sucking some of those bastards dry is highly appealing despite the long odds of success.” At Snape’s comment Harry had a brief flash back to his summer at the Dursley’s and his cousin’s pool party. So many people Harry didn’t know, yet all of them knew him, his uncle Vernon’s lies about him being clinically insane making all of them stay clear of him. Harry had been almost enjoying watching people avoid him but then that boy had cornered him in the garage when he’d gone to fetch Vernon and his friends more beer. Oh yes there had been some beautiful bodies to behold scantily dressed in bathing costumes, yet it had to have been the fattest slob aside from his uncle and cousin that had approached him. The boy practically wobbled like jelly yet the deceptively soft flab covering hid hard hitting and strong muscles. Harry had been unprepared for it having missed his cousin’s friends calculating his demise all evening. It had taken only one of them to get him alone… “Potter!” Harry jumped a little at Snape’s stern command having momentarily lost himself in his thoughts. An involuntary shudder rippled down his spine as he glanced up at Snape unaware that his eyes had turned a lavender colour at the regression into his memory.

“Sorry sir, I was just…” Harry stumbled over his words as Snape leaned across the bench and ran his fingertips smoothly down Harry’s cheek down to the boy’s chin.

“I know what you were doing Potter and if I have my way you’ll be doing it more often. I should have recognized the signs when they brought that boy’s body into the Ministry but I didn’t and luckily neither did the Auror’s. Quite a display for such young talent, such a pity it was just a mere muggle.” Harry stared up at Snape who smiled dangerously before standing back up straight to face both boys still sitting stoically at the bench.

“Why are you doing this? I thought you said we should forget everything that had happened?” Harry winced as the defiant rebellious tone slipped out unchecked. Not a couple of hours ago Snape had been adamant that he wanted no part of what was going on yet all of a sudden this had happened and without a reason that Harry could see. Draco looked horrified across at Harry a sure indicator that Harry had sounded more defiant than he realized. Snape spun around from where he was putting away the flask of scotch and the glass back into his desk draw. The instant Harry’s gaze met Snape’s answering indigo hue he knew he was in trouble. Like lightening Snape had Harry pinned against the wall, the man’s haste knocking Draco from his stool onto the stone floor. Harry struggled in vain as Snape hung Harry against the wall by a strong fist around his neck.

“Because Potter I realized the potential you and Draco represented to me.” Snape pressed his crooked nose against Harry’s so that the man’s voice reverberated through Harry’s entire body. Harry had no other choice but to meet the elder wizard’s gaze. “You said whether in this life or your other you would always be running from something, well the same is true for me. Dumbledore is manipulating me for his own gains, just as Voldemort is doing, neither of them aware that I have the potential to wipe them from this earth without raising a single finger.” Harry continued to struggle against Snape’s strong vice like grip but couldn’t find purchase on the smooth stones of the wall behind him. “I joined the death eaters Potter in the vain hope that the dark lord would accept my condition, and I could live in peace when he’d won the war. However like the weak-minded fearful half blood he is the old prejudice towards our kind have stayed with him. I realized quickly I would be no better off if Voldemort won the war than if the Ministry did, so I hedged my bets by pleading forgiveness from that fool of a headmaster. If Voldemort won I’d still be favoured among his elite, if the Ministry won then I would be safe from prosecution under Albus’ trust. Always though I was restraining my true self with no foreseeable end or freedom, controlled as it was by the trinket around my neck.” Snape tightened his hold on Harry’s neck the boy having given up struggling now as he desperately tried to breath.

“And now?” Draco spoke up timidly from where he was still sitting on the floor. Almost instantly Snape let go of Harry letting the boy drop to the floor coughing and gasping for air, as the potion professor spun around on the blonde.

“And now Draco, with you two, I can be free of both shackles. I do not care who win’s this war by the time it is over we will have grown enough in strength and number to secure a comfortable life for ourselves. They fear us now Mr. Malfoy, but they will respect us when they realize we cannot be beaten. Then perhaps we may live a free life.” Obediently Draco dropped his eyes to the floor as Snape stalked over to him circling him momentarily before hauling the boy up from the floor by his already torn collar. Draco wasn’t sure what Snape intended to do to him so merely braced himself for the worst as Snape deposited him roughly on the edge of the bench. Draco was somewhat surprised when nothing came and he stared at Snape who sat himself down calmly on the stool directly in front of where Draco was perched on the edge of the bench. “Tell me Draco who is the one who broke you?” Harry having recovered his breath sat up against the wall as he watched Snape address a fearful looking Draco.

“Um, I don’t….I’m not sure what you asking sir.” Careful not to sound defiant Draco shifted uncomfortably under Snape’s intense stare.

“The other Superei who buggered your arse and broke you in.” Snape folded his arms across his chest waiting patiently for Draco to reply. Harry watched from his seat on the floor as Draco swallowed nervously a red blush coloring his cheeks.

“Andre. I don’t know his last name we were on holiday in Spain.” Draco flinched a little as Snape snorted in disgust the man’s still indigo eyes looking the blonde up and down.

“I could tell by the way you went limp like a rag doll when I threw you across the library this afternoon. Did this Andre teach you discipline, submission and this docile attitude? Did he teach you how to respect your Superei?” Harry was shocked as he watched Draco nod slowly the blonde sliding from the bench down onto his knees before Snape. Snape smiled widely as he slid his fingers through Draco’s blonde mop of hair as the boy laid his head submissively against Snape’s leg. “And the child of this Spanish union?” Snape inquired coldly.

“Terminated sir.” Draco whispered the sky blue eyes flickering up to stare at Harry sadly before sliding closed again as Snape petted the boy’s head in satisfaction. Harry couldn’t believe what he’d just heard. Suddenly he felt undeniably betrayed. Draco knew all along what happened with Superei of their kind, had even experienced it in Spain. Yet he’d led Harry to believe he knew nothing, had lured him in to a false sense of belonging.

“Good, I will not have this bond tainted or challenged.” Snape turned his attention from Draco over to Harry who could do nothing but sit slumped against the wall staring open mouthed at the scene before him. “You see Potter, Draco understands I am not to be challenged and you will learn that lesson quickly unless you wish to prolong the pain I will inflict upon you.” Without thought Harry nodded automatically feeling a small pool of jealousy settle in his chest as he watched Snape continue to pet Draco’s head. “Tell me Draco are you two fucking?” Snape’s gaze never left Harry’s narrowed glare despite addressing the blonde. Draco sat up a little and cautiously looked across at Harry sitting on the floor before back up at Snape who was still staring at Harry.

“We….” Draco went to answer but Snape cut him quickly off.

“And do not lie to me, he wreaks of you.” Snape glanced down at Draco knowingly before staring back at Harry.

“We haven’t had sex but we’ve messed around for the past four weeks. I kissed him this afternoon.” Draco lowered his gaze and his head back to Snape’s thigh as the elder wizard resumed petting his hair, all the while still staring at Harry.

“You will come to rely on each other I will expect you to continue getting along. We are in this alone and in secret until an opportunity presents itself for us to leave Hogwart’s.” Snape rose from the stool casually brushing Draco aside as he strode across to where Harry was still slumped on the floor. Like he’d done with Draco Snape easily hauled Harry to his feet by his collar the man’s slim frame hiding such strength. “You are the stronger of the two Potter, but you are also more willful. I will not tolerate disobedience and I will expect your cooperation. Do not cross me Potter and just remember whom you belong to. If you please me I will give you everything you want and more, if you do not I will take from you just as much.” Snape grabbed hold of Harry’s chin drawing the boy’s still bruised lips to his own in a deep kiss. Harry could hardly believe that it was Snape he was kissing but the relief that flooded him at the mere kiss pushed aside any other emotions. Snape drew away from Harry’s lips a wicked smile tugging at the corner of his mouth as he turned and strode over to his desk and the pile of papers waiting to be marked upon it. “Now the both of you get out of my sight, I will see you both here tomorrow straight after dinner.” With that Snape sat down and turned his attention to the pile of student homework to be marked slipping easily back into the practiced role of the sneering potion master both students knew better.

Gathering his things Harry scrambled from the room Draco not far behind him. Once outside in the corridor Harry took a blessed deep inhale of fresh air calming himself and the myriad of emotions flying through his body.

“Harry…” Harry opened his eyes hoping that the lavender colour had faded just as it had in Draco’s eyes. The blonde was standing quietly against the wall opposite to the one Harry was leaning against. Draco looked almost guilty, the blonde unconsciously worrying his lip a completely out of character trait for the usually headstrong confident Malfoy. “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you that I knew. It was a shock to find out that you were one of us, apart from the fact we actually needed one another when we’d spent the better part of our schooling hating each other. I just didn’t want to tell you everything at once incase you got cold feet and decided not to accept the truth.” Draco looked down at his feet where he was scuffling his shoes against the stone floor. It was way past curfew and the corridors were silent and empty except for the occasional moth or rat scurrying by. Harry didn’t reply and merely stared at Draco who was becoming increasingly uncomfortable with the silence. “How do you feel?” Draco ventured after the silence had gone on for too long.

“Like I want to rip your arms off and beat you to death with the soggy end.” Harry whispered no true menace in his voice but his message very clear to the blonde.

“If you’re not tired we can sneak up to the owlery and I’ll tell you everything I know…” Draco paused but then quickly added. “…properly this time.” Harry nodded in agreement far to worked up to even think about sleeping and more than willing to listen to everything Draco had to say. “Come on then before Filch catches us.” With a glance up and down the corridor Draco took off up the left corridor leaving Harry to cautiously bring up the rear.

TBC>>>>>>>>>>>>

A/N *blushes* Aww, you guys say the sweetest things to me. Okay two more chapters to have a go at and I bet you didn\'t see that little twist coming...dear old Malfoy already broken. Anyway hope your still enjoying this story, I will endeavour to update every day but work might get hectic so I can\'t promise anything. Please continue to review I love hearing everyone\'s oppinion about this dark fic, and while some of you might not like the end I believe it\'s satisfying...Still onward we go. Thanks again to everyone who reviewed all comments are appreciated.

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