Esclavitud *Now Complete*

Chapter 22
By Moon of the Sea
Beta by Aine Rowan

Moments after Harry, Severus and Kreacher arrived at their home; they heard the pop that announced Mimi’s arrival. Harry was tempted to ask her where she had left Charlie, but decided that it was really not important.

“We best get some shut eye, the little imps will show no mercy tomorrow at the Feast,” said Harry stifling a yawn.

“What time does Harry Potter Sir want to be awakened?” asked Mimi. Kreacher was still not talking to Harry or Severus.

Harry cast tempus and said, “Its three thirty, now. Let’s say we sleep till ten.” Hearing no protest he continued, “That should give us enough time to have breakfast and open our gifts before heading out to the feast.” Again no protest was heard.

Mimi said good night before popping out and Kreacher simply popped out, obviously giving them the silent treatment. Harry looked at Severus with a sideways glance that said ‘oh well’. Then he approached his lover; but when he was about to kiss him a yawn came from no where and deterred him from his objective. They had no other option but to chuckle.

“Sleep,” said Severus with arch eyebrow.

“Sleep,” agreed Harry, being reduced to one word sentences.

***

At nine thirty Severus was gently nudging Harry.

“Mmmmmmmmmmmm?”

“Master, are you awake?” asked Severus with a low tender voice.

“Is it ten?” asked Harry still not opening his eyes.

“You have slept six hours, Master.”

“Severus, that doesn’t answer my question,” still with closed eyelids.

“I haven’t?” asked the Potions Master in his most seductive voice.

Harry got the message and open one eyelid.

“I have seen you work wonders, in less than half and hour. I was hoping you would cast your magic again, Master,” he prompted drawing Harry’s face with one of his fingers. When his finger reached Harry’s ear he prodded the earring.

“Severus, what are you doing?” he asked with his eyes still close.

“Taking it off, it has served its purpose, Master.”

Harry turned to face his lover with open eyes.

“No, Severus, I don’t want you to take it off. Not until you are certain of my love.”

“Master, I am certain of your love,” he answered with a quizzical look upon his face.

“Yes, but do you trust me?” Harry saw how Severus’ eyes were lowered and the pleasant look that he had shown at first had disappeared. “Severus, I know it will take some time, but I will make you see that at my side you have nothing to fear. ‘Till that day, I will wear the earring as a constant reminder of my goal,” he said pecking Severus on the nose with a kiss.

Severus resumed his trail along Harry’s face with his finger. Harry closed his eyes to enjoy the caress and before Severus knew what was going on the Gryffindor lion jumped him and had pinned him down.

“Take your pick, Severus. Soft and tender or hard and possessive,” said the lion looking into the snakes eyes.

Severus felt the weight of Harry’s body on him and could feel the curse respond. He had belonged to Harry for eight hours and still had not been claimed. The weight of his master felt wonderful and he knew what he needed. Closing his eyes and enjoying the proximity he exhaled his answer.

“Claim me, Master.”

Harry could feel his body roar with desire for his mate. He was grateful that he and Severus never bothered with pajamas. He kissed the man he had pin to the bed and rubbed his erection against Severus manhood. He felt powerful rubbing his full erect penis against the one that was not posing a challenge. He got on his knees and lifted Severus’ legs up high looking for his objective. Severus grabbed his cock and balls out of the way so his master could have a clear view of his entrance.

“Beautiful,” exclaimed Harry closing his eyes in an attempt to commit the vision to memory.

“Hold it open for me,” he said as he let go to grab the lube from the bedside table.

Severus folded his knees and grabbed them against his chest, a more comfortable position than the one his master had him in. Harry coated two fingers and inserted them in at the same time. Severus mewed with appreciation. Was his snake turning into a cat in his arms? Harry thought with a surge of pride in seeing what he was able to do to this man.

“Do you think you can manage with that bit of stretching? I want you to be tight.”

Severus needed this so bad. He wanted to feel his master in his full glory. Yes, the stretching was enough.

“Master!”

“Yes, my love, may I help you?” said Harry in a very non plus way.

Severus looked up at his master, “Will Master make me beg?”

“Yes, Severus, I want to hear you ask for it. I want to hear you scream for it,” and with that he buried himself in his lover.

“Master!”

“What, my love?”

“More!”

Harry shifted in his position and jerked up sending waves of unbelievable pleasure to Severus.

“Master, oh, Master,” and with that he squeezed his rectum and Harry saw stars.

“Severus, love, you can’t do that or I am going to lose it,” warned the younger man. And with that he jerked his hips up rocking Severus’ world. The potions master was not about to let Harry have all the fun so again he clenched his muscles.

“Severus!”

“Yes, Master, may I help you?”

“You’re a mean one, Mr. Snape,” but Severus just responded with an extra dosage of clenching and to boot he asked for harder and deeper penetration. Harry grabbed Severus’ calf and lifted them into the air and started an inside/outside rhythm. From time to time he would give that hard upwards jolt that would send Severus mewing with eyes turned to the back of his eye sockets.

“Beautiful!” grunted the lion.

“Harder!” yelled the snake.

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!” finished the satisfied feline.


***

Harry and Severus went down for breakfast a little latter than they had planned. They ate their breakfast at the main table, Severus naked and on his knees, by his request. Then all four of them sat on the floor around the Christmas tree and exchange gift. Kreacher refused to open his gifts, claiming that the gift he really wanted had been denied to him the night before. Mimi loved the magical flower pot that would grow a rose bush once watered, that Severus gave her. She had always loved roses and told stories about how her mom would make the best magical rose water. Harry had sectioned out a corner of the garden with a gated fence. That would be Mimi’s rose garden. He gave her a sign that said so as a gift, so that he could actually wrap something and place under the tree.

Harry gave Severus a cloak lined with fur. Severus tried it on and found that it felt like a glove. Harry got a first aid pouch that had three fundamental potions for fatal wounds and a bezoar to stifle any kind of poison. The pouch was small enough to wrap around his auror belt and Harry felt proud of the fact that his lover was so useful in his line of work.

After all the presents were given, Severus and Harry got ready to go to the feast, which was at noon. Harry and Severus were standing next to the floo when Harry called for Kreacher and Mimi.

“Well, I guess since Kreacher is not speaking to us he should stay and have the day off,” he said looking at Severus but peering down to see Kreacher’s reaction.

“Mimi, you is telling Mr. Harry Potter that Kreacher is going to all the children feast in the past and Kreacher is going to this one as well. Kreacher is always cutting the goose into small peaces that the children will eat,” he said looking at Mimi but peering at Harry for any reaction.

“Mimi, you can tell Kreacher that he is more than…”

“For Merlin’s sake, Mimi, please pop me out of here before I commit a crime,” said Severus looking at Harry and Kreacher menacingly.

They both looked down in shame and decided it was better to leave than to continue the banter.

***

At the orphanage, they were greeted by George, Ron, and Hermione. Soon they were making the rounds, as the elves headed for the kitchen. Harry was pulled away from Severus, who immediately felt naked without his master. People smiled and greeted him with a simple ‘Professor’ and a nod, but none the less he felt abandoned. He wished that at least Mimi would be by his side and as if she could perceive his wish she popped up besides him.

“Is Severus being alright?” she asked with wide cheerful eyes.

“Yes Mimi, just feeling a bit lonely. Are you very busy in the kitchen?”

“Mimi is not being very busy. Mimi is enjoying many jokes with her fellow elves. Kreacher is making everyone laugh with jokes of Poor Harry Potter. Everybody is laughing except your pretty friend.”

“My pretty friend, who can you possibly be referring to,” asked the Potions Master very puzzled.

“Yes Severus, the pretty friend with the golden hair and eyes as clear as water, the one from Diagon Ally.”

Recollection dawned on Severus.

“A, Master Malfoy.”

“And the Mistress, “she clarified.

“So Mistress Narcissa is here also.”

“Yes, Severus, come, come and laugh with us. Kreacher is having very laughable stories about our master,” she said looking into Severus’ eyes with glee and hope. Severus was following her when a little hand grabbed his. He looked down to see a little girl no older than six with two dark black braids draped over her chest. She looked at him with eyes as dark as his own and she was looking at him with puzzlement.

“Who are you? I have never seen you here before. Oh, how rude of me, I should introduce myself…”she was saying in one breathe when, but Severus thought he knew very well who the little imp was.

“I am going to guess your name is Lucy; Lucy McNair,” said Severus with a rise eyebrow.

“Hum,” she said with her hands on her hips, “People do that a lot around here. Does everyone think I am the only girl in this place?”

“I am quite sure they know that there is more than one girl in this place, but only one Lucy McNair.”

She seemed to ponder this for a bit, and then got right back on track.

“Why are you going to the kitchen?”

“If you must know, I am going to see some friends?”

“What friends?”

“Which friends?” corrected Severus.

She looked at him puzzled.

“So who are you going to see?” she asked a bit exasperated.

“Mr. and Mrs. Malfoy, if you must know?” he answered with the same amount of annoyance.

“I hope your hear to see, MRS. Malfoy,” she said emphasizing the MRS.

“And exactly why, prey tell, can I not be here to see MR. Malfoy,” he answered bringing himself to full height not wanting to accommodate the child anymore.

She shifted her eyes to make sure no one was hearing then said, “He is seeing someone.”

Should a six year old be talking about these things? Severus had never worked with children this small and had no idea what was appropriate, but somehow he doubted that the child should be talking of such things.

“Allow me to clarify my intentions, when I say see, I do mean see. As in sharing the space and talking with people you know but have no ultra motives.”

Again she sized the tall stoic man as to try to determine if he was acceptable or not.

“Don’t you want to know who he is seeing? It would mean that you and I would be the only ones to know. Not even they know that they liked each other,” she said with a sneaky smile.

“How can they be seeing each other and not know?” Just then he realized he was gossiping with a six year old and decided to put a stop to it. “Never mind, I really do not want to know. Mr. Malfoy is an adult and I am sure he knows what he is doing.”

“But that’s the problem he doesn’t know what he is doing. He needs someone like you to help him see things.”


“And what makes you think that I can help him. If I am not mistaken we have just met and you know nothing about me or my character,” expressed the Professor.

“Look, you want to go see him, no one ever goes to the kitchen to see him and you are an adult. Truly he will listen to you,” she said it as if it were as clear as water.

Severus looked at her and decided she had good reasoning skills for a six year old. Before he could react he saw the little girl being tossed into the air and over a head to land on awaiting shoulders.

“Harryyyyyyyyy,” she squeaked with laughter.

“What are you doing talking to my boyfriend? He is mine, you know, and you can not have him,” he teased as he tickled her from below.

“I didn’t know you had a boyfriend. He looks smart.”

Severus twisted his mouth and arched his eyebrow, “Is smart the best you can do?”

“Look friend, you are not giving me much to work on with here.”

Severus laughed out laud and again Harry felt the need to be the one provoking his laughter, but it seemed that everyone had better luck than he did in this endeavor. Harry lifted her up again over his head and placed her on the floor.

“So have you been a good girl?” asked Harry with a mock stern face.

“Nope, but I am still going to get gifts. George wouldn’t let me be the only one without gifts; even if he had to go and buy them himself. But if Saint Nick knows kids the way I think he does, he is probably used to us not being perfect,” arguing her case with conviction.

Harry gave Severus a look of ‘didn’t I tell you’ and then took her to where the other kids were waiting to get their gifts. Severus was finally able to enter the kitchen. He was greeted by a smiling Draco; Narcissa was too busy with her sleeves rolled up dividing the pastries into beautiful three tier plates. When she finally looked up to see Severus, she immediately looked at her son and gave him a strange look that said move now. But Draco lowered his eyes in embarrassment. Severus strolled over to his former student.

“If I were you, I would do what your mother has asked of you. She can be a very determined witch, you know,” he said with a half smile trying to encourage his ex student.

“There are some things she doesn’t understand. I have no rights to ask for favors, I am no longer a Malfoy with social standings,” he said without raising his sight.

“Maybe there are some things that you do not understand. Like for instance, you do not need social standings in order to ask a friend for a favor. What is it that Narcissa wants you to ask of me; keeping in mind that I am nothing but a slave.”

“My mum is hoping…” but he thought better of using his mother’s name so he moved his head from side to side as if erasing what he had just said. He stood up straight and looked up at Severus. “I was wondering if it were possible to be tutored in potions?” he said in one short breath and braised himself for the response; response that never came because in that instance George came into the kitchen. No sooner did the redhead enter the kitchen; Draco’s eyes dove to the floor. And at that instance, a six year olds reasoning became very clear.

“What am I going to have to do to get you out of the kitchen?” he said looking at Narcissa; then looking at the young blond he said, “Hi Draco,” displaying a goofy smile.
“Hello, Mr. Weasley,” he answered with a shy smile.

“Narcissa, how can I get your son to call me George, I have tried everything short of tattooing my name on his forehead. And come to think of it that might not be a bad idea,” he said never taking his eyes away from Draco.

Severus looked to a point in the ceiling and then brought his sight to the side of the room where there were no wizards. Mimi caught his eyes and giggled silently. Severus was sure that all the elves present knew what was going on. He figured that this little antic was right up there with Harry being a laughable matter and served for hours of entertainment among the little creatures. He was brought back from his musing by his lover’s abrupt entrance.

“OK the little imps have their gifts and Ron wants to know when…”

“…are we eating!” exclaimed everyone present followed by a roar of laughter.

***

Once back home, Harry took Severus in his arms and placing his forehead on Severus’ he asked, “Did you enjoy yourself, love?”

“Yes, Master, I did. Did you?”

“Yes, love, I did. I especially loved the part where Lucy had you dressing her doll,” he said trying to hold back his laughter and failing miserably.

“Indeed, I believe you weren’t the only one who enjoyed it. There were many who were trying to suppress their laughter, but I was pleased to see none dared.”

“Yes, my dear Potions Master, you still have the touch,”

Severus thought it wise not to ask what touch was he referring to and decided to change to topic.

“Master, I wanted to ask permission to tutor Master Malfoy,” he said observing Harry’s reaction. He saw that took the request as poorly as he had swallowed his potions in school.

“I thought you said he was an excellent brewer; whey then would he need tutoring?” he asked trying not to show his ill attitude towards the idea.

“Master, for some reason that I can not even begin to decipher, Master Draco had failed his mastering test. I am curious to find out where he is lacking,” he said again looking for Harry’s reaction.

“Severus, I really don’t like the idea of you being alone with another man,” confessed the Gryffindor.

“I see, Master, I must understand then that the attempt to get me to trust you does not go both ways.”

A/N

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Moon of The Sea
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