Of Ribbons and Bells
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Snape
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
2
Views:
24,759
Reviews:
14
Recommended:
2
Currently Reading:
1
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I don't own Harry Potter, if I did it would be a gay porno. Proof enough? Yeah, thought so. And I only have a penny in my piggy-bank. Proof enough I don't make any dough from this? Yeah, thought so.
Chapter Two
Of Ribbons and Bells
Warnings: Metions of: Minor, BDSM, Dirty Talk, Oral, and Slashy goodness.
Chapter Two:
Harry sat on his four-poster bed in Gryfindor tower, with his curtains closed, warded, and silenced nearly hyperventilating. ~What is wrong with me?!~ After leaving his Ma- Snapes office, he hadn't thought about anything but being late to class. Then when Ron and Hermione had asked him how it went, everything came crashing back to reality. Snape had given him a little pleasure and he had started begging for more like a bitch in heat.
~What the FUCK is wrong with me?! Okay, deep breathes don't freak out. You need to think. You can't change what happened so what are you going to do? Avoid Snape for the rest of my life.~
Harry nodded to himself, and then paused with a sigh. He knew that was not a choice. He had to finish out this school year plus three more with the snarky bastard. Merlin, he needed someone else's help... but, who could he go to? Ron would be disgusted with him. Hermione would demand he go to the Hospital Wing. Sirius would try to kill Snape (and for some reason the thought made him physically ill). He had a gut feeling that he was not to tell Dumbledore or any of the other staff. So who?
Harry nodded to himself and grabbed a piece of parchment, quickly scrawling out:
Moony-
Your pup needs assistance rather urgently on a very private and personal matter. Please respond within the hour.
Yours,
Puppy
With out thinking he scratched out “yours” and wrote “love” over it. He read it over once more, and dashed to the owlery and sent it off with one of the brown school owls. Sighing, he made his way back to the Gryfindor common room to wait.
SSHPSSHPSSHP
Less than an hour later a little yellow owl flew through the window and landed on Harry's head, pecking his nose.
“Hey! What gives? Haven't I been through enough today? Ger off!” He swated the little pest away and snatched the letter from it's beck. “Give me that!” The owl huffed indignantly and flew back through the opened window as Harry unrolled the note:
Pup,
Meet me in the unused classroom next to the picture of Madame Merlosa, 3rd floor.
Moony
Harry jumped up and ran as fast as he could all the way there only to stop, gasping for air at the door. Remus was right on the other side, what would he say? Could Harry really tell him what happened? He glanced at his watch, it was nine. Harry took a deep breath and reached for the door knob just as it was wrenched open and he was ushered inside.
“Harry! What's wrong? Are you hurt? Did something happen? What's so urgent?” Remus interrogated him, as he pulled him to sit on the configured couch.
“Calm down, Remus. I'm fine... I think. I just need some help figuring things out. Somethings happened today. I'm not quite sure what to think about it or how to feel or what to do.” Harry paused and looked at his shoes embarrassed. “I was hoping you could help me. I'm sorry if it wasn't a good time, I wasn't really thinking straight earlier.”
“No, no, Harry. You're fine, I'll help you with whatever you need pup,” Remus soothed. “How about you just start from the beginning. Tell me what happened.”
Harry continued to stare at his shoes, but gathered his courage and relayed the days events to Remus, not looking up until he was finish. “You think I'm a freak don't you?” Harry whimpered with tears threatening to spill over the rims of his eyes.
“Of course not, Harry. You just did what comes natural to you. Now, you said you needed my help. Let's start with something simple. Did you like what he did to you?” Harry nodded. “All of it? Even the spanking and orgasm control?” Harry nodded ashamedly again. “It's nothing to be embarrassed about Harry. Some people enjoy those types of things. Would you ever like to do it again?” Harry bite his lip and nodded. “Would you ever do it with anyone other than Snape?” Harry jerked his head up and shook his head violently, then frowned, confused at his own reaction, and returned his gaze to his toes. “Harry... you have a connection to Professor Snape now, you even called him Master. Do you feel the need to serve him? To make him happy?”
Harry thought hard for a moment before speaking. “I... No. Not right now, I mean. Well, I guess I do. I mean, I don't want anything bad to happen to him, but I'm not thinking about whether or not he would approve of my every action. But, I did. When I was with him I mean. And I guess... if he was here right now... I guess I would then too.”
Remus smiled warmly, “Good, good. Now, he said to return to him tonight at eleven, correct?” Harry nodded. “Are you going to go?” Harry paused, “Should I?” Remus frowned, “Don't ask me to tell you what to do Harry. I am not your Master.” Harry blushed. “Harry, do you want to go back tonight?” Harry thought for a moment and nodded with a whisper, “Yes.”
The werewolf chuckled, “See now, was that so hard? You just have to think about what you want, what makes you happy and do it. If that's being Professor Snapes pet or slave or whatever, then so be it. It isn't anyone else's business.”
Harry smiled brightly and threw himself at Remus. “Thank you!” He pulled back, blushing again. “So, what do you know about this Slave/ Master stuff. Is there anything I need to know? Is.. is he going to hurt me?”
Remus smiled wearily, “I don't know Harry, but I doubt that very much. He seems like the type of man who would be a good Master, but you never know. Judging by that beautifully crafted collar around your neck, I think you'll be treated well. And you said he called you “pet” right and not “slave”? That's a good sign as well.”
Harry gasped and his hand flew to his throat. “I.. I haven't seen it yet. I was in denial and I didn't want to have to look at it. I didn't want it to be real.” Remus gave him and understanding look, “Would you like to see it now? It's very beautiful.”
Harry smiled shyly and nodded, as Remus conjured a hand mirror. Harry looked into it and bite his lip, it was gorgeous. The front was pure silver, crafted into two snakes curled up and snapping at each other. Held in place by their fangs was a beautiful Emerald that made Harry's eyes shine even brighter. The sides were held together by a thick black ribbon that was magically sealed in the back, so there was no clasp to take it off. There was, however, a small silver hoop in the middle. ~For a leash.~ A small chain dangled down from the tips of the serpents tails, and from that a small silver bell with small cursive words carved into it:
HJP property of STS.
Harry felt a chill run through him, “It is gorgeous.”
Remus smiled, “Harry... you have 5 minutes to get to the dungeons before 11.” Harry gasped, “What? We've been here that long, shit! I have to go Remus! I'll see you later, and thanks again for your help!”
Harry left a chuckling Remus and flew down the stairs, making it to the dungeons in world record time. One minute before 11, he slowly approached the door and raised his hand to knock. “Enter!” ~How does he always do that?~
Harry walked in and was immediately swept into his Master's arms and his mouth was throughly ravished. He pulled back gasping, “M-Master!” Snape smirked, “Yes, pet? Miss me?” Harry nodded. “I trust you refrained from pleasuring yourself?” Harry nodded and bit his lip again. “Good boy, now, get down on your knees like a good boy and suck my cock.” Harry eagerly dropped to his knees, and began fishing through his Masters teaching robes for his pants button.
SNHPSNHPSNHP
Chapter two! Finally, I know! Sorry, it's been so long, but theres been so much going on! I promise I'll update sooner though, and if you have any request (i.e. you want to see Snape and Potter do something sexually like fisting or beast or something) just let me know in a review. Sorry, I just con't resist the cliffy! I'll update soon though! Promise! :)
By the way, here is the inspiration for the collar, I only slightly altered it. :) http://www.the9thgate.com/Alchemy%20Gothic%20La%20Fleur%20de%20Baudelaire%20Choker%20P517.jpg
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Warnings: Metions of: Minor, BDSM, Dirty Talk, Oral, and Slashy goodness.
Chapter Two:
Harry sat on his four-poster bed in Gryfindor tower, with his curtains closed, warded, and silenced nearly hyperventilating. ~What is wrong with me?!~ After leaving his Ma- Snapes office, he hadn't thought about anything but being late to class. Then when Ron and Hermione had asked him how it went, everything came crashing back to reality. Snape had given him a little pleasure and he had started begging for more like a bitch in heat.
~What the FUCK is wrong with me?! Okay, deep breathes don't freak out. You need to think. You can't change what happened so what are you going to do? Avoid Snape for the rest of my life.~
Harry nodded to himself, and then paused with a sigh. He knew that was not a choice. He had to finish out this school year plus three more with the snarky bastard. Merlin, he needed someone else's help... but, who could he go to? Ron would be disgusted with him. Hermione would demand he go to the Hospital Wing. Sirius would try to kill Snape (and for some reason the thought made him physically ill). He had a gut feeling that he was not to tell Dumbledore or any of the other staff. So who?
Harry nodded to himself and grabbed a piece of parchment, quickly scrawling out:
Moony-
Your pup needs assistance rather urgently on a very private and personal matter. Please respond within the hour.
Yours,
Puppy
With out thinking he scratched out “yours” and wrote “love” over it. He read it over once more, and dashed to the owlery and sent it off with one of the brown school owls. Sighing, he made his way back to the Gryfindor common room to wait.
SSHPSSHPSSHP
Less than an hour later a little yellow owl flew through the window and landed on Harry's head, pecking his nose.
“Hey! What gives? Haven't I been through enough today? Ger off!” He swated the little pest away and snatched the letter from it's beck. “Give me that!” The owl huffed indignantly and flew back through the opened window as Harry unrolled the note:
Pup,
Meet me in the unused classroom next to the picture of Madame Merlosa, 3rd floor.
Moony
Harry jumped up and ran as fast as he could all the way there only to stop, gasping for air at the door. Remus was right on the other side, what would he say? Could Harry really tell him what happened? He glanced at his watch, it was nine. Harry took a deep breath and reached for the door knob just as it was wrenched open and he was ushered inside.
“Harry! What's wrong? Are you hurt? Did something happen? What's so urgent?” Remus interrogated him, as he pulled him to sit on the configured couch.
“Calm down, Remus. I'm fine... I think. I just need some help figuring things out. Somethings happened today. I'm not quite sure what to think about it or how to feel or what to do.” Harry paused and looked at his shoes embarrassed. “I was hoping you could help me. I'm sorry if it wasn't a good time, I wasn't really thinking straight earlier.”
“No, no, Harry. You're fine, I'll help you with whatever you need pup,” Remus soothed. “How about you just start from the beginning. Tell me what happened.”
Harry continued to stare at his shoes, but gathered his courage and relayed the days events to Remus, not looking up until he was finish. “You think I'm a freak don't you?” Harry whimpered with tears threatening to spill over the rims of his eyes.
“Of course not, Harry. You just did what comes natural to you. Now, you said you needed my help. Let's start with something simple. Did you like what he did to you?” Harry nodded. “All of it? Even the spanking and orgasm control?” Harry nodded ashamedly again. “It's nothing to be embarrassed about Harry. Some people enjoy those types of things. Would you ever like to do it again?” Harry bite his lip and nodded. “Would you ever do it with anyone other than Snape?” Harry jerked his head up and shook his head violently, then frowned, confused at his own reaction, and returned his gaze to his toes. “Harry... you have a connection to Professor Snape now, you even called him Master. Do you feel the need to serve him? To make him happy?”
Harry thought hard for a moment before speaking. “I... No. Not right now, I mean. Well, I guess I do. I mean, I don't want anything bad to happen to him, but I'm not thinking about whether or not he would approve of my every action. But, I did. When I was with him I mean. And I guess... if he was here right now... I guess I would then too.”
Remus smiled warmly, “Good, good. Now, he said to return to him tonight at eleven, correct?” Harry nodded. “Are you going to go?” Harry paused, “Should I?” Remus frowned, “Don't ask me to tell you what to do Harry. I am not your Master.” Harry blushed. “Harry, do you want to go back tonight?” Harry thought for a moment and nodded with a whisper, “Yes.”
The werewolf chuckled, “See now, was that so hard? You just have to think about what you want, what makes you happy and do it. If that's being Professor Snapes pet or slave or whatever, then so be it. It isn't anyone else's business.”
Harry smiled brightly and threw himself at Remus. “Thank you!” He pulled back, blushing again. “So, what do you know about this Slave/ Master stuff. Is there anything I need to know? Is.. is he going to hurt me?”
Remus smiled wearily, “I don't know Harry, but I doubt that very much. He seems like the type of man who would be a good Master, but you never know. Judging by that beautifully crafted collar around your neck, I think you'll be treated well. And you said he called you “pet” right and not “slave”? That's a good sign as well.”
Harry gasped and his hand flew to his throat. “I.. I haven't seen it yet. I was in denial and I didn't want to have to look at it. I didn't want it to be real.” Remus gave him and understanding look, “Would you like to see it now? It's very beautiful.”
Harry smiled shyly and nodded, as Remus conjured a hand mirror. Harry looked into it and bite his lip, it was gorgeous. The front was pure silver, crafted into two snakes curled up and snapping at each other. Held in place by their fangs was a beautiful Emerald that made Harry's eyes shine even brighter. The sides were held together by a thick black ribbon that was magically sealed in the back, so there was no clasp to take it off. There was, however, a small silver hoop in the middle. ~For a leash.~ A small chain dangled down from the tips of the serpents tails, and from that a small silver bell with small cursive words carved into it:
HJP property of STS.
Harry felt a chill run through him, “It is gorgeous.”
Remus smiled, “Harry... you have 5 minutes to get to the dungeons before 11.” Harry gasped, “What? We've been here that long, shit! I have to go Remus! I'll see you later, and thanks again for your help!”
Harry left a chuckling Remus and flew down the stairs, making it to the dungeons in world record time. One minute before 11, he slowly approached the door and raised his hand to knock. “Enter!” ~How does he always do that?~
Harry walked in and was immediately swept into his Master's arms and his mouth was throughly ravished. He pulled back gasping, “M-Master!” Snape smirked, “Yes, pet? Miss me?” Harry nodded. “I trust you refrained from pleasuring yourself?” Harry nodded and bit his lip again. “Good boy, now, get down on your knees like a good boy and suck my cock.” Harry eagerly dropped to his knees, and began fishing through his Masters teaching robes for his pants button.
SNHPSNHPSNHP
Chapter two! Finally, I know! Sorry, it's been so long, but theres been so much going on! I promise I'll update sooner though, and if you have any request (i.e. you want to see Snape and Potter do something sexually like fisting or beast or something) just let me know in a review. Sorry, I just con't resist the cliffy! I'll update soon though! Promise! :)
By the way, here is the inspiration for the collar, I only slightly altered it. :) http://www.the9thgate.com/Alchemy%20Gothic%20La%20Fleur%20de%20Baudelaire%20Choker%20P517.jpg
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