Snape´s Pet

Cody_Thomas: Thank you so much for your input. It is really appreciated. The reason why you have not been given much insight into Snape´s mind is, it would reveal too much of the storyline. This story actually has something resembling a plot ;) But no, he did not particulary wanted to punish Harry that night but I am afraid the insolent boy will not be as lucky in the next chapters. Drop me a line at babyspike1981@googlemail.com if you want to beta this story, at least the BDSM parts of it.

AN: I forget to add last night that this story involves a student aged 15 years old in a sexual context! Stay away from this if this is not your flavour.


For the rest of the evening Harry had to fight to keep the expression of content off his face but that night for the first time he did not wake up aroused from one of those weird dreams. He was in an excellent mood when he sat at breakfast with his friends and sipped his tea.

Snape was nowhere to be seen but that was not unusual as he rarely had his breakfast in the great hall. Harry was only worried that he would not see him today as he did not have a potions class. For some reason he needed to see him and hear that last night had not been a one shot.

Hermione smiled at him broadly.

„It is so good to see you smiling Harry.“

Harry smiled back and had a bite from his toast.

„What has you in such a good mood mate?“ Ron asked munching on a muffin.

„I have no idea what you are talking about,“ Harry said casually.

Ron grinned all over his face.

„You look like the cat who got the cream, if you ask me.“

Harry just snorted but did not say anything else. Instead he watched Hermione as she read a parchment.

„What are you reading Mione?“

The witch looked up. „About that project we can start this year.“ When she saw the boys´ blank face she huffed. „Honestly we were told about that at the welcoming feast.“

„But who listens to anything then?“ Ron said.

„I do and this is important Ron. With this project we are able to improve our grade and it is an excellent way to get insight into a certain branch of magic. I have applied for Runes but I am not sure if I get the place. There a lot of people who applied with me and there will only be one student chosen.“

Ron snickered. „Who would want to spend extra time studying runes?“

Hermione ignored him. „Harry, did you think about where you want to apply. Maybe Professor Lupin would be willing to tutor you?“

Harry stared into the distance a funny expression on his face.

„When is the deadline?“ he asked.

„Today actually but I am sure Professor Lupin will make an exception for you. Why don´t you leave him a note right away?“

Harry nodded eagerly and hastily got up.

„I see you later.“

With that he stumbled out of the great hall into the hallway. He almost crashed into the object of his desire and Snape looked ready to murder him.

„Be careful where you go Potter!“ His voice was the usual sneer. „It would be a shame if you could not play in that quidditch game against Slytherin next week.“

Harry just smiled at him and nodded eagerly.

„Yes Sir. I mean no Sir.“

Snape sighed. „Potter, you are making a fool of yourself.“

Nothing could chase the happy expression off Harry´s face.

„Sir I was on my way to see you.“

„Oh really.“ Snape arched a brow. „Why would that be?“

„I wanted to apply for that thing with you.“

Snape´s eyes widened and he quickly dragged Harry into an empty class room.

„Potter, are you crazy talking about that when everybody can hear you?“

Harry gawked at him.

„Why? I was talking about that project. I want to apply for potions.“ He hesitantly smiled at Snape. „Oh but it is too late right?“ His face fell.

Snape rolled his eyes. „I am sure I can make an exception. You would have to apply properly of course. I am warning you- I will interview you extensively tonight to see if you have the proper attitude.“

Harry grinned like a chesire cat. „Is that a date?“

„It is an appointment,“ Snape said with a smirk. „I expect you after dinner and do not be late!“

With that he turned around and walked away. The day passed in a flurry and at dinnertime Harry could not eat much as his insides were clamping with anxiety.

The way down into the dungeons was dragging on forever and when he knocked on the door to Snape´s office he was out of breath from excitement.

„Do enter!“ Snape´s voice sounded calm and collected.

Harry pushed the door open and shuffled inside. Snape sat behind his desk and his brows were raised in exasperation.

„Ah Mr Potter. Sit down.“

Harry instantly did as he was told and his huge eyes met Snape´s over the desk.

„I am not late Sir am I?“

Snape leaned back in his chair and shook his head. They were silent for a moment but Harry just waited patiently.

„What are you really here for?“ His expression was guarded as he peered into Harry´s face.

Harry blushed and lowered his eyes. „I...“ He trailed off unsure what to reply.

„I told you to use complete sentences, Potter.“

„I want you to be my master,“ Harry said firmly.

Snape pursed his lips. „Do you?“ His tensed up posture relaxed a bit. „But that would mean you would have to obey to what I command. Without objections. I am not convinced you are willing to do that.“

Harry chewed on his lips. „How can I prove that to you Master?“

A smiled played around Snape´s mouth. „There would be a way.“

Harry flounderd on his seat eager to please Snape.

„I could mark you.“

Harry unconsciously touched his scar but Snape shook his head.

„Do not worry, this has nothing to do with that. It is basically a magical way to seal a contract between the two of us. I would be your Master and will take care of you in every way at any time but in return you will obey me and allow me to take care of you.“

Harry thought about that for an instant and then smiled.

„That sounds good.“

„Does it?“ Snape got up and motioned for Harry to follow him. They went through a door to the side which led to a comfortable living room. While Snape left the room Harry curiously peeked around. The first thing he saw were shelves filled with books and a mahagony desk which was loaded with books as well. Harry tried to imagine him spending time here with Snape studying at the desk and looked happy at the prospect.

Snape returned and had a wooden box in his hand. He handed it to Harry and he looked at it in amazement. It was beautiful, encraved with a complex pattern and a small ruby in the middle.

„Open it,“ Snape said watching him intently.

Harry did that and could not keep the disappointment from his features. In it was a bottle filled with a green liquid.

„Do not sulk,“ Snape said. „This potion is one I have brewed especially for you this afternoon. It will leave a mark on your wrist that will disappear whenever somebody else is present. But you can see it when you are alone or with me. It will brand a little serpent into your skin and I have to make it very clear that this is permanent. There is no way to take it away once you have drunken it.“

Harry carefully nestled the bottle from the velvet cloth and beamed at Snape.

„Understood. Now, can I drink it Master?“

Snape smirked. „Of course.“

Unscrewing the bottle Harry inhaled deeply and then fixed his eyes on the potion master´s. Holding those he emptied it and swallowed the slightly bitter tasting potion. For a moment nothing happened but then his body began to heat up from inside, his skin prickeling everywhere and after a few moments it settled on his left wirst. When he looked there, he saw a small black serpent in the form of a S etched into the skin.

When he looked back up he beamed at the potion master.

„I like it.“

Snape tenderly closed his arms around Harry´s shoulders and softly whispered into his hair.

„I take care of you from now on.“

Harry happily nestled his head against Snape´s chest. It felt wonderful to be held like that and those words had been a promise. Tilting his face up his lips were covered by Snape´s in a searing kiss. He willingly opened up and let the other man claim him. Their tongues duelled for a while and when they drew apart to catch their breath Snape tenderly cupped the boy´s cheek.

„You do not have to call me master in front of everbody else. I assume Sir will do. Would you like me to call you Harry?“

„Yes Master,“ Harry answered.

„Alright Harry, I want you to return to your dorm now.“ When Harry was pouting he kissed him again. „We will see each other tomorrow at your potions class. Try to actually apply yourself- in every class. From now on whenever you have a problem or a wish you should come to me and I will take care of you.“

Harry nodded and was delighted when he was kissed again. He left the office and made his way to the Gryffindor tower. Ron was waiting for him and padded the sofa next to him.

„So what did Professor Lupin say?“

Harry stared at him confused. „I did not see him but I talked with Professor Snape.“

Ron winced. „Why that?“

„He accepted my application,“ Harry stated happily.

Ron gawked at him. „You applied to him? Why? He hates you?“

„He does not.“ Harry sighed. „Look, it is a chance for me to improve my grade.“

Ron hesitantly nodded in agreement. „If you think this is a good idea.“

That was the end to that conversation and Harry went to bed still smiling when he fell asleep.