Know Thy Enemy

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Chapter 3

Snape caves in sooner than I thought he would.

When I return from the prefects bathroom, fully clothed in an expensive deep blue robe that hides my silk grey pajamas Snape is standing outside my private room. All six and seven years receive their own rooms, though Snape had managed to get one in his first year of Hogwarts. Perhaps that is the only perk Snape gets from being a social outcast, the social outcast of Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

"Ah, I hadn't expected to see you again, Mr. Snape. What is it that you want?"

"I-I have an advanced potions exam tomorrow."

"This is none of my concern," I say as I tap my wand in an intricate pattern against the stone wall. When I am done the stone wall shifts out of the way to reveal a wooden door. I turn my back to Snape as I whisper out the password: Teneo hostes hostium know thy enemy. When the door opens I step into my room and Snape follows closely behind me. "What exactly are you doing here?" I ask him as I close the door to my room. Though I would usually remove my robe once in my quarters I decide to keep it on to maximize my regal and intimidating presence.

Snape scowls at me before crossing his arms defiantly. "I need my wand back."

"We already had this discussion. Besides, I thought you were going to tell a Professor."

"I can't brew any potions without my wand, Malfoy."

"Again, I ask you, how is this any of my concern?"

"I'll wear the bloody robes, OK! I just need my wand. I can't use another. I won't pass without my wand as it's already bonded with the ingredients. I have to past my newt."

My eyebrows raise slightly at the fact that Snape is a forth year and already he's taking his potion's newt...and so early in the school term. "When I left your room I told you to bid farewell to your wand. How do you know that I have not already snapped the thing."

"You're Malfoy." I tilt my head to the side in question as I stare at Snape. He continues. "I know that you won't snap my wand until you're sure that I will refuse your offer."

"You already have."

"I...thought it over, and decided that you have me at a disadvantage. You have nothing to gain, or lose, while in loosing my wand I will also lose..."

"What will you stand to lose that is more important than your wand, Mr. Snape?"

My voice seems to draw Snape out of his thoughts and instantly his eyes harden. "Nothing. Just...it doesn't matter. I'll wear the robes." I throw my head back in a laugh and my platinum blond hair cascades around my shoulders. Snape glares at me. "Again, you misunderstand, Mr. Snape. The offer that I made earlier is no longer on the table so to speak. I want something...more." Snape continues to glare at me though he does remain silent. He is fuming and his whole body shakes with rage but he doesn't say a word--he knows I hold all the cards. "Mr. Snape, when I was in your rooms I noticed something most interesting."

"What?" he growls out.

I smirk at his face flushed red with anger. The color red looks very good on Snape, and I can't help but wonder how he'll look decorated in his own blood. I can feel my cock thicken and harden in lust. "You have a potions lab in your room. That is against school rules."

"Once I get my potion's newt I'll be accredited."

"But that is tomorrow. I wonder what would happen if the Headmaster, or if Slughorn knew about that lab of yours. Either way, even if I decide to wait until tomorrow, after you take your newt, without this wand, you yourself said that you cannot pass. Well, you can't get an O as you wish to. I know about your academic record, Snape. All O's, most impressive."

"I am not trying to get an O to keep a clean record!"

"Then tell me. Enlighten me, Snape. Perhaps, if I like what you say I'll decide to make a deal with you. Perhaps I haven't snapped your wand yet either."

"I wish to apprenticeship under Pierre." I raise an eyebrow in surprise. I had thought the boy declined the offer. I tell him so and he shakes his head in the negative. "I...I do not have enough galleons to pay for my expenses. If I got an O on my potion's newt I would be accredited to make and sell potions. Perhaps I will set up a contract with a store in Hogsmeade or maybe Diagon Alley. I have...anticipated getting an O on my potion's newt and have thus set up a lab in my room where I have already began making potions so that after tomorrow I can begin distributing them."

"Pierre doesn't offer charity."

Snape's lips twist into a grim smile and he looks into my silver eyes from under a dark greasy lock. "I am well aware of this. Perhaps by the time I graduate from Hogwarts I will have saved enough money to apprentice under Pierre." The thought of apprenticing under one of the world's greatest potions masters has Snape smiling a small smile and in that moment I am struck by Snape's dark exotic beauty. Perhaps if he washed his hair more...no, I will make him wash his hair more.

"I will give you back your wand."

"What?" Snape asks me in confusion.

"However," I say as I pull his wand from my robe pocket. His hand has already reached out for the dark ebony. "Perhaps you would like to know the terms of our agreement before I give you your wand. And of course you will have to take an unbreakable vow, I must know that you intend to honor your agreement."

Snape nods his head in agreement, and truthfully he has no choice in the matter. He takes his wand from me and I smile at him, which is much more of a smirk. I can see his hand tremble a little as he pockets his wand. "Have a seat, Mr. Snape. Perhaps you would enjoy a cuppa as we go over our agreement?"

Snape shakes his head in the negative and I shrug before pulling out my wand. My wand is made of pale bamboo which in itself is rare. However, more rare than the wood of my wand is it's magical core: threstral blood and pheonix tears. Life and death--rebirth. My core is made of contrasting natures and only a very powerful wizard can control the opposing forces, fused together in the hollow center of one fourteen inch bamboo wand. However, even if the forces weren't contrasting having a liquid as a magical core takes a lot of power because it is much easier to channel ones magic through something solid--unicorn hair or dragon scales for example.

I wave my wand in an arch and a shimmery piece of parchment appears. It is the contract of our magical agreement, and because our agreement is to be honored through an unbreakable vow, there is no reason for a corporal parchment which would require a signature and blood. Indeed I would have chosen the later method if not for the fact that we are in Hogwarts, the wards of which are alerted to any type of blood magic.

"First and foremost this contract will remain active until I, Lucius Malfoy, decide to terminate it. This contract will take effect immediately after the

wizard, Severus Snape, makes an unbreakable vow to honor it. Now, let us proceed with the terms of our agreement. Agreement One: Severus Snape will wear on his person the robes that Sirius Black and James Potter have acquired for him. He will dispose of all previous robes, and if I so choose to will wear any robes that I see fit to provide for him. Severus Snape will take care of these robes in a manner befitting their cost in galleons. Severus Snape will not complain about wearing these robes, or any such robes that I wish to provide for him.

"Agreement Two: Severus Snape will from this night forward wash his hair three times a day--when he wakes up in the morning, after classes, and before he goes to sleep. He will acquire or make the necessary potions needed in order to keep his hair in pristine condition. He will also, from this

night forward, let his hair grow out into a length that I find acceptable and will only cut it if I give him permission to do so. Severus Snape will not complain about washing his hair or the length of his hair or any potions or spells needed to keep his hair in it's up most condition.

"Agreement Three: Severus Snape will tell me about any non-Slytherin bullying him in enough detail so that I can determine what has transpired. He will give me the name or names of the perpetrators and any instigators that see fit to harass him. He will tell me about said events no later than twenty-four hours after their occurrence. If for some reason Severus Snape cannot find me within this time frame he will write a thorough note about the event and send it to me through an owl that I will provide for him. Severus Snape will speak truthfully when he tells me of these events and will not use sarcasm or any other form of figure of speech in which to make said events seem anything than what they so otherwise are.

"Agreement Four: Severus Snape will from this night forward eat all meals in the Great Hall unless he does not attend this school or unless I so tell him otherwise. He will eat said meals on my left while in my presence or unless I so state otherwise. Severus Snape will eat as little or as much food as I tell him to and will not protest anything I put on his plate unless it poses a health hazard to him. He will not complain about the food that I choose to provide for him and will give me his thanks when and if I decide to feed him.

"Agreement Five: Severus Snape will not participate in any sexual activity with either males or females, this includes humans, animals, and magical creatures. He will not masturbate from this night forward unless I tell him to. He will not orgasm unless I tell him to though if he has a wet dream then that is fine. Severus Snape will be ready for any sexual services that I so wish for. He will come to my rooms when I ask him to or welcome me in his if I so choose to have sexual relations with him there. He will welcome me as any eager lover would and will not refuse any sexual demands I make upon his person. He will be pleased with my attentions and will not show displeasure about any sexual activity I chose to conduct with him.

"Agreement Six: Severus Snape will not continue to have Lily Evans as an acquaintance, or any other mudblood from this night forward. He will ask me prior to any activities that he so wishes to have with any friend of his, excluding mudbloods of course. I will tell Severus Snape whether or not he can go out with said acquaintances and if I show displeasure for any of them he will not complain or be angry. Severus Snape will also return from these events at any time I so choose him to and if somehow he cannot make it back in time due to unseen circumstances Severus Snape will be portkeyed to a place of my choosing were he will remain until I arrive to retrieve him.

"Agreement Seven: Severus Snape will apprentice under Pierre, potions master at Beauxbatons, once I leave Hogwarts. Severus Snape will continue to make his potions and sell them throughout the wizarding world once he gets an O on his potions newt until said apprenticeship were he can choose to continue or cancel any potion agreements he has. However, he will put away eighty percent of his earnings in a savings account at Gringotts. The rest of his money Severus Snape can spend as he sees fit. Once I, Lucius Malfoy, graduate from Hogwarts I will provide Severus Snape with any monetary means that he needs in order to apprentice under Pierre. Severus Snape will accept this money with the proper gratitude. Severus Snape will not complain about putting away eighty percent of his earnings or about me paying his full tuition for his apprenticeship.

"This contract is complete and once Severus Snape takes an unbreakable vow to honor these seven agreements said contract will be in effect immediately." Once I am done stating all of the terms to the contract I wave my wand in the air and the shimmery paper sparkles before disappearing. Once this is complete I turn to Snape and I can see his thin form shaking.

"Are you ready to accept the terms, Mr. Snape?" Snape shakes his mutely from left to right and I sigh in irritation. "Mr. Snape, if you do not accept the terms of our agreement I will snap your wand. I will not let you leave this room tomorrow to take your potion's newt and everyone knows that a person is only allowed to take their newts once per subject. If for some reason you didn't show up tomorrow you would receive a Troll."

Still Snape shakes his head from left to right and I walk behind him, standing flush against his back so that I can whisper in his ear. "Mr. Snape, if you do not accept these terms I will ruin you. You will not live an easy or pleasurable life in the wizarding or muggle world. I will take everything that you have. I will leave you nothing. And when you come crawling back to me begging, insisting that you will accept the terms, I will deny you. I will have a new contract, much worse than this that will let you have only pieces of your life back. Depending on how long it takes for you to come crawling back maybe I'll let you apprentice under Pierre still." I let out a small shrug. "Maybe not. However, the only way I will let you have these small freedoms is if you bind yourself to me as a slave. You will be treated worse than a house elf, and I will make sure that the world knows of your status. You will be mine, my slave, my property...forever."

Snape lets out a strangled sob and his whole body shudders in fear. Tears leak out of his eyes as he whispers the words to the unbreakable vow and I smirk in triumph. He is mine.

Tbc...