Control

AN: New day, new chapter. A little bit more about Snape's past and some more smut- I can only blame Harry. He is always hard and pretty much begging for attention but I am sure you do not terribly mind.

Also, SinfulMind: Yes, Tobias Snape is pretty much the reason why Severus is the way he is- but I cannot tell you much more or I risk serious plot hazard. But, he is an evil bastard, not much better than Riddle.

Thanks to everybody who took the time to review. It is appreciated so much- you have no idea what it means to me, every time I find a couple of those lovely reviews. It proves to me that you are really present and reading my stuff- yeah, I kinda have problems with my self-doubt.

Tell me what you think of my Snape- is he in character? Do you think he is hot?

No, I won't share, he is aaaaall mine! *hides her Snape under the mattress*

Ladylancelot


In cold Blood


The next morning Harry was woken up by heated voices from the living room and quickly he got up, dressed in one of those silky robes and tiptoed through the door into the living room. In the middle of it Snape and Sirius stood nose to nose obviously in a heated argument and to the side sat Remus and the headmaster who smiled cheerily.

“I demand to see him Snivellus in case you have him under an imperius! He would never spend almost two days here with you as much of an unsocial git as you are!”

Snape crossed his arms defensively over his chest. “You are one to talk. Right under your eyes he was almost starving himself to death and had a full blown depression while you were happily in Paris. I only took care of him because obviously you did not.”

Remus had sunken down in his arm chair obviously having given up on interrupting those two.

Sirius raised himself a little higher. “What have you done with him by the way? I tried to contact you yesterday evening but obviously there was no one home, not even that blasted house elf of yours. Where did you take him?”

“That is none of your business Black- he is a grown up wizard who can decide for himself where he wants to spend his nights.”

The two of them stared into each other's eyes until Albus looked up into Harry's direction his blue eyes twinkling.

“Why don't we ask Harry himself?”

Three pairs of eyes turned to the young wizard who had a murderous expression on his face,

“How dare you!” he approached the wizards in the middle of the room.

Sirius' eyes lit up when he saw his godson.

“Harry, come over here- you do not have to stay with this excuse for a wizard any more. We are here to free you.”

Baring his teeth Harry pushed himself in between the two wizards taking up a protective pose.

“There is no need to free me or to accuse people of using unforgivables on me just to keep me around! I am here because I like it here, hell I had the most mind blowing sex last night and do not even start with calling Slinky bad names,”

Dumbfounded Sirius stared at Harry his eyes ripped wide open.

“You had sex because that stupid bond requires you to, not because you like it! Harry do you not see what he is doing to you? You have no idea what that bastard there has done in his life. I won't even go to him being a Death Eater but he killed his father! In cold blood!”

“Severus....” Albus had risen from his chair when he saw his colleague spinning around and leave into his study. Turning to Harry he placed his hand on the young wizard's shoulders. “We can continue this talk later but please go after him- there is no telling what he will do in such a situation.”

Nodding grimly Harry shot Sirius one last warning gaze that clearly said 'Later' and dashed after his lover.

Drawing up all his courage Harry opened the door and snuck into the room to find Snape over a cauldron steadily adding ingredient after ingredient, his face set into a blank expression. Carefully Harry walked over not sure in what mood he would find the wizard. Watching him for a while he eventually sat down on the edge of Snape's desk.

After having added the last ingredient he set a timer spell and walking over to a little sink where he washed his hands for several minutes until they were red. Harry walked over, closed the tab and gently dried his lover's hands with a towel.

“You should listen to your godfather,” Snape said crisply and pulled his hands away.

“I'd rather not,” Harry said searching for the right thing to say or do. “I know what your father did-”

“You do not!” Snape hissed.

Harry took two steps that brought him flush against his lover's now shaking body and burred his face into Snape's chest embracing him tightly.

“Uncle Vernon used to hit and kick me until I got my letter from Hogwarts and he only stopped because he was scared what I could do with my wand. I am not saying it was as bad as your father, I just understand the general concept.” He looked up and found Snape staring down on him. “And I won't ever judge. Actually I think that if you just cast the killing curse on him and no cruciatus he got off too lightly.”

Slowly Snape returned the hug but there was still something miserable in his eyes.

“Can I ask you a question?” Harry asked softly and when the potion master nodded he nuzzled his neck a bit. “What do I have to do apply for being your pet?”

Snape's eyes snapped back to Harry showing his surprise.

“I dealt with it twenty years now- you do not have to agree to that because you want to make me feel better,” he muttered into Harry's hair.

“But I could if I wanted to?”

Hesitantly the older wizard nodded but said nothing else, only buried his head into Harry's hair again. The younger wizard felt his lover partially relax into the embrace and the proximity did the strangest things to his very receptive body, hardening against Snape's thigh. Harry wanted to pull away but he was kept in place by strong arms and he felt his lover move his feet causing Harry to moan softly.

“Is that your wand?” Snape breathed into Harry's hair his mouth twitching into an amused expression.

“Very funny,” Harry muttered blushing crimson. “I cannot help myself.”

“Oh but I can,” Snape purred and his voice went straight to Harry's cock. “Rub yourself against my leg,” he coaxed.

Tentatively Harry moved his body and he could not help the deep moan as the slight friction of his skin on Snape's trousers let a shudder travel through his body. He felt so close and wondered if he was just insatiable or if it was his lover's fault, maybe his voice and body spurred him on so he was constantly hard. Whatever it was his hardness throbbed with need and when Snape dragged his face up to delve his tongue into Harry's mouth, the boy came hard with a sputter of coarse words from his mouth.

With a quick flick of Snape's wand both were cleaned up and the young wizard was allowed to rest his head for a while until the potion master pulled away.

The blush had now crept into Harry's cheek until he felt a soft hand seizing his chin, forcing him to look up. Snape's eyes were smouldering with passion.

“You are young Harry, it is only natural that you have an erection all the time and I am always happy to relieve you of your burning need,” he said with a smirk. “However you sure are very vocal and I would no be surprised if your godfather got an earful in the living room.”

Green eyes sparkled with mischief and satisfaction. “I sincerely hope he did,” Harry grunted and that caused considerable amusement in his lover.

“I should never forget which house you were sorted in, fiercely protective and much to stubborn to ever give in.”

In that moment the timer spell went off and quickly the potion master stopped the fire under the cauldron and inspected his potion. Harry walked over and peered into the cauldron as well.

“What kind of potion is that?” Harry asked.

“It's more of a healing salve than a potion,” Snape muttered as he bottled the blue concoction and cleaned the cauldron with a flick of his wand. By now some black strands had fallen out of his tail and he flicked them out of his face when he stored the vial in a huge cupboard that was filled to the brim with all kinds of potions.

“What do you need it for?” Harry asked as he leaned against the wall.

Snape cocked a brow. “I won't, but you will.”

Harry blushed but then excitement showed on his face. “What are we gonna do? Are we going out again?”

Walking over to the door and keeping his hand on the handle Snape nodded. “We are.”