What the Devil Wants
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Snape
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Snape
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
38
Views:
46,092
Reviews:
352
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
2
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
A Meal 4 Two
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“He’s taken your wand!” Ron looked horrified at Harry as he helped the boy begin packing his trunk.
“Not forever Ron, just until I learn some discipline.” Harry whispered quietly as he took some of the sweets from the communal jar and stowed them in a side pocket of his backpack.
“Discipline?” Ron muttered curiously as he sat on the lid of Harry’s trunk so that the other boy could close it more easily.
“Yeah, he’s finally teaching me my place. I’m looking forward to it.” Having closed the lid of his trunk and taking one last look around his Gryfindor dorm room Harry made his way downstairs to the common room, where everyone was milling around waiting for breakfast to start.
“You’re looking forward to being disciplined by Snape?” Ron muttered under his breath as the pair of them took a seat beside the fire, out of hearing rang from the other students.
“I belong to him Ron, and I know that’s hard for you to understand but this is what I want and I don’t want to be a disappointment to him. Which means I have to learn my place in his life.” Harry trailed off as some giggling first year girls came scrambling down the stairs and through the common room.
“Have you, um you know have you two?” Ron paused awkwardly unable to bring himself to say the words. Harry rolled his eyes and quickly shook his head.
“I think he’s avoiding it, he said he’s giving me time to adjust but I think he’s not going to do it until Voldemort forces his hand.” Ron nodded quietly as the bell for breakfast echoed around the castle. Raising from the armchairs the pair of them made their way slowly through the crowded halls towards the great hall.
Harry was just about to sit down next to Ron in his usual seat at the Gryfindor table when a very familiar hand fell on his shoulder. Glancing around sharply Harry watched as Snape nodded towards the head table, where most of the faculty was already seated.
“With me Harry.” Snape spoke calmly as he turned to continue to make his way to the head table. Harry having thrown an apologetic look at Ron quickly scrambled after the elder professor. Falling in to step beside Snape, Harry ignored the stares from the other students as Snape stepped aside and let Harry sit down in the spare seat between Professor Flitwick and Snape’s usual seat at the end of the head table. Harry lowered his gaze to his place setting as Dumbledore called the hall to order to begin the morning notices. Snape sat in his usual imposing manner as he served himself and then Harry so casually with the meal. Harry toyed with the food in front of him, his appetite lost as he felt the stares of his fellow students below him.
“I suggest you eat Mr. Potter or you will sit here until your plate is clean.” Snape hardly flinched as he whispered quickly at Harry beside him. Harry nodded softly and began to begrudgingly eat his toast and cereal with small mouthfuls. Harry had not dared to look up once during the meal and it was only when Snape rose from the table that Harry glanced up at the elder wizard.
“You will walk with me to potions Potter.” Harry nodded and wiped his mouth hastily on the napkin before trailing after Snape through the staff entry door. Once out from under the scrutiny of the other students Harry relaxed and sighed deeply, unaware that Snape was watching him closely.
”You did well Harry, but I will expect you to be a little more relaxed at lunch time. You’ve given me indigestion with your nervousness.” Snape muttered as he reached from Harry and drew the boy closer to his side as they continued down the hall.
Entering the potions lab Harry took a seat close to the front as Snape busily prepared his classroom for the coming lesson.
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“He’s taken your wand!” Ron looked horrified at Harry as he helped the boy begin packing his trunk.
“Not forever Ron, just until I learn some discipline.” Harry whispered quietly as he took some of the sweets from the communal jar and stowed them in a side pocket of his backpack.
“Discipline?” Ron muttered curiously as he sat on the lid of Harry’s trunk so that the other boy could close it more easily.
“Yeah, he’s finally teaching me my place. I’m looking forward to it.” Having closed the lid of his trunk and taking one last look around his Gryfindor dorm room Harry made his way downstairs to the common room, where everyone was milling around waiting for breakfast to start.
“You’re looking forward to being disciplined by Snape?” Ron muttered under his breath as the pair of them took a seat beside the fire, out of hearing rang from the other students.
“I belong to him Ron, and I know that’s hard for you to understand but this is what I want and I don’t want to be a disappointment to him. Which means I have to learn my place in his life.” Harry trailed off as some giggling first year girls came scrambling down the stairs and through the common room.
“Have you, um you know have you two?” Ron paused awkwardly unable to bring himself to say the words. Harry rolled his eyes and quickly shook his head.
“I think he’s avoiding it, he said he’s giving me time to adjust but I think he’s not going to do it until Voldemort forces his hand.” Ron nodded quietly as the bell for breakfast echoed around the castle. Raising from the armchairs the pair of them made their way slowly through the crowded halls towards the great hall.
Harry was just about to sit down next to Ron in his usual seat at the Gryfindor table when a very familiar hand fell on his shoulder. Glancing around sharply Harry watched as Snape nodded towards the head table, where most of the faculty was already seated.
“With me Harry.” Snape spoke calmly as he turned to continue to make his way to the head table. Harry having thrown an apologetic look at Ron quickly scrambled after the elder professor. Falling in to step beside Snape, Harry ignored the stares from the other students as Snape stepped aside and let Harry sit down in the spare seat between Professor Flitwick and Snape’s usual seat at the end of the head table. Harry lowered his gaze to his place setting as Dumbledore called the hall to order to begin the morning notices. Snape sat in his usual imposing manner as he served himself and then Harry so casually with the meal. Harry toyed with the food in front of him, his appetite lost as he felt the stares of his fellow students below him.
“I suggest you eat Mr. Potter or you will sit here until your plate is clean.” Snape hardly flinched as he whispered quickly at Harry beside him. Harry nodded softly and began to begrudgingly eat his toast and cereal with small mouthfuls. Harry had not dared to look up once during the meal and it was only when Snape rose from the table that Harry glanced up at the elder wizard.
“You will walk with me to potions Potter.” Harry nodded and wiped his mouth hastily on the napkin before trailing after Snape through the staff entry door. Once out from under the scrutiny of the other students Harry relaxed and sighed deeply, unaware that Snape was watching him closely.
”You did well Harry, but I will expect you to be a little more relaxed at lunch time. You’ve given me indigestion with your nervousness.” Snape muttered as he reached from Harry and drew the boy closer to his side as they continued down the hall.
Entering the potions lab Harry took a seat close to the front as Snape busily prepared his classroom for the coming lesson.
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