The Ties That Bind
Chapter 3
Yes. It is actually a Harry/ Draco story ... but there is also some Draco/Snape backstory. It kind of goes into how/why Draco has some of his issues. This chapter may make you cringe. There is just a lot of set up. There is more HP/DM to come in chapter 4. This chapter goes into Snape and a young Malfoy.
Cliffhanger from Chapter 2:
Five long strides across the classroom and he suddenly came to a halt. Oh my God! In shock and horror, he saw a much younger version of himself with his head moving rhythmically in the lap of a pantsless Professor Snape.
“Enjoying the Show?” sneered Headmaster Snape from where he stood next to Malfoy.
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After about one minute, Draco overcame the shock and horror of the memory he was witnessing. “Actually, now that you mention it, I am,” Malfoy sneered. “I had actually forgotten the … fun we used to have.”
“Fun … interesting word choice,” Snape appeared to be more tense than normal, if that was actually possible.
“Well, I knew when I stuck my head into this thing there would be something highly profitable going on, but …”
“First off,” Snape sharply interjected, “Mr. Malfoy- ”
“Professor Malfoy,” Draco gleefully reminded Snape.
“Yes”, Snape spat agitatedly. “Professor Malfoy, this “thing,” as you may remember, is called a pensieve; and secondly, I would hardly call a past memory of mine …. Highly profitable”.
“Oh, I would beg to differ,” Malfoy said, grinning vindictively. “I think it is going to be very profitable indeed”.
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The bed was cozy and warm as Snape obeyed his desire to sleep in. He had had a long first week at Hogwarts. Each year there seemed to be more and more little “Harry Potter Wannabe’s:” more little annoying eleven year olds who think they can save the world. All the “noble” little Gryffindor-do-gooders. Going over expectations and rules always took so much effort at the beginning of term. But right now, at this very moment, the peace and solitude of his own bed chamber was so soothing, almost hypnotic. Nice and quiet. … and there was something warm around his cock. Confusion set in. Not being a morning person, it took a moment to comprehend the actual events that were occurring.
“Good Morning,” Malfoy purred after withdrawing the flaccid cock from his mouth.
“Mr. Malfoy what do you think ….”
“Professor Malfoy …” What sheer bliss Malfoy was now having at Snape’s expense.
“Excuse me,” Snape replied, placating. “ Professor Malfoy …. What do you think you’re doing?”
“Well, Headmaster, I was giving you a thank-you gift for hiring me,” countered Malfoy. “I just wanted to make a good first impression.” Malfoy was having just too much fun reminding Snape of his strengths in the area of… oration. “If you are not enjoying my sincerest thanks, I could exchange the gift for something more traditional like a bottle of wine or some embossed stationary.”
“That will not be necessary, Professor,” as Snape willingly repositioned himself back in bed.
Malfoy gently took the flaccid cock back into his mouth and continued to massage it, feeling Snape come to life in his mouth.