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Chapter 20 Breaking Point









Harry awoke with a start. It took him a moment to remember where he was presently located. The warm body below him quelled his fears. “Sev?” His voice hushed.



“Hmmm?” The elder man responded, wrapping his arms tighter around Harry.



“We fell asleep. We have to go to dinner.”



“We’ll eat later.” Snape chided. He wanted to remain this way a little longer.



“No, babe we can’t. They’re introducing all of the new faculty. We have to be there for all of them.”



“Oh, bloody hell.” Sev wined. “Very well, get dressed…we’ll go to this blasted dinner.”



“Dumbledore is introducing your sister to the school. You don’t want to miss that.” Harry smiled and brushed debris off of himself, pulling on his pants. “Hey…” He placed his hand onto of Snape’s. “Thank you, that was…”



“You needn’t ever thank me for what transpires in our personal lives.” Severus silenced. “But since we find ourselves on the subject of gratitude I must express that, that was…enjoyable.” The taller man pulled on his robes, brushing dust off of the shoulders.



“Enjoyable?” Harry questioned with a smirk.



“Amazing.” Sev amended. “And if you didn’t insist on this pointless meal we could continue where we left off.”



“This is important.”



Snape huffed and waved his hand. The tragedy that was the chair disappeared and the room returned to it’s previous state. “I will miss that chair.”



“If you get another one we could break it too…I’ll even bottom.



“So thoughtful of you.” His words rolled off of his lips. He advanced quickly on Harry until his back was pressed firmly against the wall. Harry could feel his bonded’s magic pulsate over his skin. “I am so pleased that your mine Harry Potter…the things I’m going to do to that body…” His threat tantalized Harry’s ears.



He placed soft kisses along his lover’s collarbone in response. “And all of those nasty things, my love…will have to wait.” Snape’s breath hitched as Harry ducked out of his imprisonment and dashed out of the door. Harry found his path was blocked.



“I didn’t know you had that in you Potter.” Malfoy coked an eyebrow. He was casually propped up against the wall in the corridor. Snape joined Harry’s side. “Though I know exactly what you had in you Godfather.” His eyes shot from Harry’s groin back to Severus.



“Mr. Malfoy to what do we owe this dishonor?” Snape stepped in front of his lover.



“I wanted to tend to my missing course work obviously…but if you’re to busy to see to your job then maybe…”



“I’m afraid you’ll have to discuss that matter with Professor Lupin. I’m on sabbatical for the time being.” Snape warned, his tone edged with disgust.



“What does that subhuman simpleton know of potions? Surely you can…”



“Be on your way Draco before I forget myself…and send my regards to your father.”



Malfoy’s eyes squinted at the verbal sting. “I’ll extend the same sentiment to your brother…if I see him first.” The Slytherin countered.



“Please do…now if you’ll excuse us we’ve a dinner to attend.” Sev ushered his mate away. “Oh and Draco? See to your work. I’m no longer required to coddle you’re less than mediocre intellect. I’m positive you’ll need the points if you wish to pass my class.” With that both men swept towards the great hall.



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“Students, there are a number of announcements I’d like to make before we begin tonight’s feast.” Dumbledore demanded the attention of his school. The chatter fell silent.



“As you are all aware, we have lost several members of our faculty. We have been blessed with more than capable instructors to take their places. First, I’m sure you’ll all be glad to welcome back Professor R.J. Lupin who will be splitting his time between potions and Defense Against The Dark Arts.” He motioned for applause.



“Professor Sirius Black will be taking over the remaining DADA classes. Professors Nymphadora Tonks and Atheena Monroe will be teaching Charms and Rachel Monroe will be aiding Madam Pomfrey in the hospital wing. Also our very own Fred and George Weasley have agreed to take takes newly created posts as Grounds Monitors. They will be patrolling the corridors in the evening and will assist you in any way necessary. I’m sure that you’ll all do your best to be welcoming and accommodating during this transitional phase.” Dumbledore clapped his hands once and the long tables filled with food.



“I can’t believe that Fred and George get to sit at the staff table.” Ron grumbled, shaking his head with disapproval.



“Harry you never mentioned that Snape’s sister was so drool worthy.” Dean quipped, biting into a chicken leg.



“It wouldn’t have been of any use to you. Rachel is her wife…sorry mate.” Harry was sympathetic.



“She’s way hotter than her brother.” Ron agreed through his usual mouth full of food.



“Hey!” Harry punched him in the arm.



“Honestly you three! They aren’t cattle.” Hermione gingerly picked at a piece of roast beef. “Besides, how would Snape feel if he knew that you let people talk about his sister that way?”



“Busybody.” Harry joked and picked up his cup, under it a small piece of paper caught his attention.



“What’s that?” Hermione queried.



“I don’t know.” Harry picked up the paper. “Meet me at the location of our last fight, S.” Potter read aloud. “Huh.” He turned to see that his partner was not at his seat at the staff table. “I’ll be back.” Harry stood.



“Maybe you shouldn’t go alone.” Hermione protested.



“It’s his handwriting and our fight was just outside of the main doors. It’s nothing to worry about…look he’s already gone.” Harry was sure that there was nothing for his friend to concern himself with. Ron snatched the note.



“That’s Snape’s handwriting alright…give Harry a little breathing room.” Ran handed the paper back to his friend and smiled. “I’ll save you some custard,”



Harry thanked Ron and headed out of the large room. It was after He had exited the doors and made his way down the staircase that Hermione witnessed the return of their potions master.



“Oh God no.” The young girl gasped and jumped to her feet. “Professor!” She screamed, already running in Harry’s footsteps. “It’s Harry!” Snape’s face went white as he jumped over the table, racing behind Granger. Sirius, Lupin and the twins were on his heels.



“Rachel stay here!” Atheena ordered after she had thrown her chair backward in her hasty retreat.



Ron tripped over himself as he rushed out to find his best mate.



The entire order tore down the stair case with the dark man taking the lead over Hermione. He willed his legs to move faster. He had to make it in time. This couldn’t be happening.



Harry could hear the thundering footsteps as he looked around outside on the stone walkway. He turned to see what the commotion was just as an arm wrapped around his waist from behind.



“Hold still love you wouldn’t want to miss the show.” A slick voice violated his ears. Harry could feel a wand digging into his shoulder blades. The smell of muggle cologne filled the night air. He looked down to see a large hand pushing into his stomach. What was happening?



The doors to the castle burst open, Severus was in the lead of the heap of people that spilled out of them. He stopped instantly. The site in front of him caused his stomach to churn, the taste of bile filling his mouth. “Marius.” His voice was pleading.



“He does have a lithe little body doesn’t he Sevi?” The man pressed himself closer to Harry. “Can I borrow it? I promise to return it almost as I found it.” His cackle made Harry feel ill. He closed his eyes and wished himself out of his present situation.



“Sev?” His voice was small as his eyes met Snape’s. “What should I do?”



“Just wriggle a little.” Marius breathed.



“Harry…” Snape was interrupted by several figures whirling into existence behind Marius. Draco and Theolonus stepped forward.



“Watch in which direction you advice him Severus. If he resists he goes to Voldemort straight away. I promise he won’t find that pleasant. On the other hand if he comes quietly, I’ll allow Marius to take possession of him. I assure you that he’ll find your brother more agreeable.” Theolonus made sure to stay a few feet behind Harry.



“You are un-fucking-believable!” Atheena stepped forward. “Marius let go of him!” She knew it wouldn’t work, but she needed to release some of the outrage that was flowing through her veins.



“I gave him fair warning.” Their father shrugged. “You’ve both brought this on yourself.”



Harry took slow deep breaths, his eyes searching the crowds. This was deplorable. He felt as if worms had taken to crawling through his body. Tears threatened to fall from his eyes.



“If you don’t release him this instant, I will kill you! I swear it!” Severus’s voice cracked with agony. He felt a strong magical presence come to his side. He turned to see the Headmaster.



“Marius surely you know that if you do this it will mean the end to you.” Albus did not allow his emotion to show.



“Throw me your best spell. You all know I’ll block them all with this beautiful piece of flesh.” He nuzzled his face into Harry’s neck. Potter flinched and moved as far away as he could manage. “I know they won’t kill him, but they’ll hurt like hell and I’ll have activated the portkey by then. Do you really want him abducted and injured?”



Marius forced them to take a few steps back, at this Sirius jumped forwards, Remus and Tonks caught a hold of him. “Don’t risk it!” Tonks ordered, she struggled under Black’s strength. “Remus! You have to hold on to him!” They were the first words spoken between the two.



“Harry…” Hermione cried. Minerva had her arms firmly wrapped around the two Gryffindors who looked on painfully at their best friend.



“Take me.” Snape begged. “Leave him. Voldemort knows he’ll come up against him sooner or later. He’d love to have me.” Severus felt like his chest was being ripped open.



“No!” Harry ordered. He’d not allow the sacrifice.



“It’s not fair that you don’t want to share your toys Sevi. I just want to borrow it for awhile. No wonder no one likes you…selfish.” Marius rolled his eyes. “Much as I’d love to debate this we really must be going.”



“Albus do something!” Sirius yelled. “Damn it someone…” Sirius was flailing violently against Tonks and Remus. Fred and George had needed to step in to provide support.



“Severus we can’t stop this right now.” The headmaster whispered.



“Don’t tell me that.” Snape supplicated



“You know as well as I that we could try to fight, he’d activate that portkey before anything hit him. Severus you know your brother enough to know that it’s true. Say what you need to say. We’ll get him back. You have my word.” Albus’s eyes were sad.



“No, Albus there has to be another…”



“There isn’t.” Atheena took her brother’s hand. “You know there isn’t. If we want to do what’s best for Harry…fuck I hate this…You all are done for!” She yelped to the three death eaters.



“Any parting words Severus?” Marius seemed full of jovialness. He smiled.



“Harry I’ll find you…Merlin, I’m sorry…I’m sorry…” Only Harry witnessed the tear.



“I’ll be alright Sev. I can’t die. I can take anything that they throw at me. I know you’ll find me…you will.” He whispered.



“Harry, I…” Snape clenched his fists so hard trickles of blood fell to the ground. “I love you.” He shook his insecurities off and stood proudly, his family be damned .



“I love you more.” Harry joked, drawing inner strength. He accepted what was happening. “Lupin!” He yelled. “Get him inside, he doesn’t need to see this!” It took all four Order members to lift Sirius and carry him inside.



“Professor watch my friends would you?” Minerva nodded. Tears fell freely from Hermione’s eyes. “I’ll be back ‘Mione. This is nothing.” Harry winked at Ron.



Harry turned his head to Marius. “Would you allow your sister to approach?” Marius motioned for Atheena. She knew the deal. She dropped her wand and stepped out of Severus’s hearing range. “Watch him would you?”



“Of course.” Atheena assured the young man. “You are so beyond dead.” She grinned at her brother before retreating.



“Let’s get this bitch done.” Harry’s words were met with the feeling of being sucked through a rubber tube. Severus crumpled to the ground when all four men disappeared from view. Albus bent down to comfort the terrified man. He was surprised when he was pushed to the ground.



“Don’t touch me!” Snape growled. “Don’t!” He brought himself up on one knee. Sobs shook his entire body. Atheena helped the elderly man to his feet.



“Go do what you need to do for us to find Harry…I’ll take care of him.” Dumbledore shook his head and vanished inside of the castle. Atheena maintained her distance as her brother bawled for his lost love.



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“Aren’t the other’s joining us?” Harry jumped away from Marius when his feet touched solid ground. They were alone in a posh bedroom. It was nothing like what Harry thought he would see. It all looked so…normal. Where was the dank dungeon? Where were the chains hanging from the walls?



“I’ve always thought that my father and cousin were a bit much, all of that blind obedience to Voldy…boring.” He yawned. “They’ve gone their separate ways for the time being. This is my house…my bedroom.” Marius spun as if to showcase the space. “This is where you’ll be staying. I have two rules. One, I don’t want you to speak my brother’s name and two, you do as I say, when I say it. You won’t be able to do magic here or be able to leave the room without me as an escort. Though, I cannot foresee a reason for you to need to leave this room.” He stepped too close to Harry, who took a larger step backwards.



“Should I just bend over here or…” Harry sarcastically shrugged his shoulders. “Did you really think that this would all work? You’d get me here and I’d be your new play thing? You know they will find me eventually.”



“Of course they will.” Marius was sure of it. “To be honest cupcake I don’t much care what happens after that. You can spend the rest of your days playing cum receptacle to my dear Sevi, hell you can even kill Voldemort, but right now…I just want to have a little fun and your participation in mandatory. So, I’m not without a heart, go in the bathroom and get ready for bed. Come out here and go to sleep. I’m rather tired from tonight’s escapades and I don’t feel much like entertaining.” The man flopped down on the lush bed and threw his wand and watch on the nightstand. “Well, get going.” His voice hardened.



Harry walked into the bathroom and stared into the mirror. “Fuck my life.” He laughed dejectedly as he pulled on the silk pajama pants that he found on the sink. His clothes instantly disappeared. He had no shirt. Harry smiled at his reflection. “No really, fuck my life.” He couldn’t help it. The thought that his life was the most ridiculous existence in the history of the world continued to dance around his head.



When he returned to the bedroom, his side of the bed was pulled down. Marius lay bare-chested, his eyes closed. Harry knew him not to be sleeping. Potter slipped into a sliver of the bed and covered with only the sheet. The lights blinked out. “Sleep well, pet.” Marius breathed into the night.



Harry closed his eyes and tried to get a grasp on the evenings events. He was able to come to one conclusion. “My life is bullshit.”











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