The Artifact
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
9
Views:
13,185
Reviews:
5
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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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.
Part 3
Beta - The Goblet
Part - 3
\'Albus Dumbledore wants me?\'
Sitting in his office, trying to concentrate on grading papers, his mind kept going back to the Headmaster\'s study. To Albus\' hand stroking his very impressive organ. Those bright blue eyes almost glowing with lust watching the illusionary Severus Snape service him.
Severus was having trouble wrapping his mind around the concept. But how could he deny it? The man was pleasuring himself while watching an illusion of him giving...
Snape gulped as he noticed that his hand had wandered down between his legs and was rubbing his own manhood through his slacks. He snatched it away.
\'It can never be,\' he thought sadly. \'He only likes the idea of making me submit. Albus could never really want me. No one could ever want me.\'
As they always did at such times, Severus thoughts turned back to pain filled horror that was his youth. He had avoided his mother and father whenever possible because he never knew what might set either of them off. Usually his mere existence in his mother\'s demented world was justification for any sort of abuse. \'I should have drowned you when I had the chance!\'
\'Ugly, foul thing!\' his mother, Andromeda Snape had shrieked when she caught him in bed, with an obvious morning erection, before beating him for his disgusting perversion.
Sometimes Severus wondered how his parents managed to procreate with his mother\'s attitude about anything having to do with sex. Perhaps his father used an aphrodisiac potion on her? Or more likely knowing his mother, the Draft of the Living Death...
Not that his father was any better.
\'Filthy creature!\' Claudius Snape had slapped him repeatedly when he chanced to see Severus glance longingly at the handsome young man that had been engaged to chop wood near their home. The elder Snape was horrified and enraged that his only son was displaying what might be a preference for men. \'Disgusting loathsome worm!\' he had screamed before beating Severus within an inch of his life. Literally. \'If you ever even look at another boy like that again, mark my words, I will castrate you!\'
Severus shook himself. The memories had, as always, come at just the right time to destroy any thoughts of pleasure. His erection was gone: wilted from just the memory of his parents\' withering glares.
When was the last time he had reached completion? When was the last time the old memories had not crushed him? Some half remembered dream long ago?
Could he even climax anymore?
Not that it was important. No one wanted him. No one ever would.
The Headmaster would never actually touch him, and he could accept that.
Severus just wished that he were allowed to at least dream of being wanted by someone. Not just anyone. A specific someone. Albus Dumbledore.
tbc
Part - 3
\'Albus Dumbledore wants me?\'
Sitting in his office, trying to concentrate on grading papers, his mind kept going back to the Headmaster\'s study. To Albus\' hand stroking his very impressive organ. Those bright blue eyes almost glowing with lust watching the illusionary Severus Snape service him.
Severus was having trouble wrapping his mind around the concept. But how could he deny it? The man was pleasuring himself while watching an illusion of him giving...
Snape gulped as he noticed that his hand had wandered down between his legs and was rubbing his own manhood through his slacks. He snatched it away.
\'It can never be,\' he thought sadly. \'He only likes the idea of making me submit. Albus could never really want me. No one could ever want me.\'
As they always did at such times, Severus thoughts turned back to pain filled horror that was his youth. He had avoided his mother and father whenever possible because he never knew what might set either of them off. Usually his mere existence in his mother\'s demented world was justification for any sort of abuse. \'I should have drowned you when I had the chance!\'
\'Ugly, foul thing!\' his mother, Andromeda Snape had shrieked when she caught him in bed, with an obvious morning erection, before beating him for his disgusting perversion.
Sometimes Severus wondered how his parents managed to procreate with his mother\'s attitude about anything having to do with sex. Perhaps his father used an aphrodisiac potion on her? Or more likely knowing his mother, the Draft of the Living Death...
Not that his father was any better.
\'Filthy creature!\' Claudius Snape had slapped him repeatedly when he chanced to see Severus glance longingly at the handsome young man that had been engaged to chop wood near their home. The elder Snape was horrified and enraged that his only son was displaying what might be a preference for men. \'Disgusting loathsome worm!\' he had screamed before beating Severus within an inch of his life. Literally. \'If you ever even look at another boy like that again, mark my words, I will castrate you!\'
Severus shook himself. The memories had, as always, come at just the right time to destroy any thoughts of pleasure. His erection was gone: wilted from just the memory of his parents\' withering glares.
When was the last time he had reached completion? When was the last time the old memories had not crushed him? Some half remembered dream long ago?
Could he even climax anymore?
Not that it was important. No one wanted him. No one ever would.
The Headmaster would never actually touch him, and he could accept that.
Severus just wished that he were allowed to at least dream of being wanted by someone. Not just anyone. A specific someone. Albus Dumbledore.
tbc