Harry's Master

This was not a good idea.

This was a bad idea.

This will only end in a headache.

But he needed to choose.

Severus watched as Harry tried to calm himself down. His breathing was deep and measured, his bright eyes were shut tightly and his tie was knotted up in his hands. He kept shifting and his shoulders would shake once in a while. It was clear how little he was looking forward to this day. Thus causing Severus to see two roads they could travel upon. The first was to reassure Harry again that everything would be alright, escort him to his table, put him in Draco’s semi capable hands and hope that the Slytherns around him would act as a buffer to Gryffindors and Dumbledore. Severus had no doubt that the old pervert would try to turn Harry against him and get information. Most likely that was his angle on this whole situation. But he had promised Harry to take care of him, protect him and remove the weight he was forced to carry. Sending him out there would be handing him over to the soiled wolfs. But, if he let Harry stay here then Dumbledore would send the two minions down here and would make things worse.
This led to option number two.

Simply resigning, gather all their things and then move out. It would only take a few moments, well writing the paper would. The rest, fire calling Lucius, having him send over his house elves, picking Harry up, would only take ten minutes tops and then they would be gone forever. All of Harrys personal items were here so they would not have to worry about something being lost or stolen. Each had pros and cons and Severus was at a loss as to what to decide.

But what swung his mind was the sob that crossed his little fragile pet’s lips.

Severus swooped over to his precious, swung him into his arms, walked to the fireplace, grabbed the floo powder, threw it in and called out Malfoy Manor Library. Cleanly walking out, Severus ignored Harrys protest, only responding by tightening his grip forcing him to be quiet. Lucius was at his desk, momentarily dumbstruck at the scene. Finally he stood up and greeted his friend and now nephew.

“I need your house elves to go gather all the items from my apartment and lab from Hogwarts right not before the idiot knows we are gone. Harry has items there that belong to him; I won’t have that leach touching any of them.”

“Of course, Biddy!”

An old elf, whose sex could only be known by its name appeared and bowed low, awaiting her Masters order.

“Gather all the elves immediately and gather everything from Lord Snape’s apartment from Hogwarts including his lab. Leave no stone unturned, everything comes. I want the rooms and halls bare and cold. Take them to his apartment here and reset them up there. I want it all done in ten minutes!”
While Lucius had been giving orders, Severus was trying to calm Harry down. At the moment his body was in a ball against his Masters chest, the shaking so severe that Lucius was worried that he would hurt himself.

“I shall give you some privacy. I will be in my personal study.”

Severus did not look up as his old friend passed through a smaller door. His arms were wrapped around Harry, holding him close. Severus couldn’t stop the kisses he was giving or the words of comfort. He was in such a rush to protect Harry from any pain that he forgot to talk to him before they left putting him in this state.

“Listen sweet one, you are safe here. Everything will be fine!”

Harry pulled himself away, crashing into the coffee table. Seeing the fireplace across the room, he bolted to it intent on getting out of there. Before he could grab the floo powder he was yanked back and thrown upon the couch. Leather strips emerged all over his body wrapping him down tightly. The effect was immediate. His breathing calmed, his anger and fear left him and his body went slack; though the tears remained. Severus walked back over and sat next to the exposed torso. Placing his hand upon the slim neck and caressing the flesh, Severus waited, letting the weight of his stare force Harry to focus his mind on him.

“I realize that I should have informed you before we left, but no time could be wasted. It is my duty to see to your health in all matters, not only your body, you mind as well. Based on several factors I made the decision to quit Hogwarts and remove myself and you as well. You were in danger there of being mentally hurt and I will not allow this. Your behavior this morning proved that you cannot handle what was about to take place if you went around the Gryffindors. I am not saying you are week, but everyone has their limit and you have reached yours. We are safe here. Do you wish to say anything before I continue?”

“Please Master please…. I want Freddy.”

Severus tried to hold in his anger, but who the fuck was Freddy!

“And Freddy would be…”

“My teddy. And my blanket too! Please I need them! I don’t have to hold them, but can they be next to me?? Please Master, you promised!”

Severus couldn’t believe how well that plan was working. It was clear that Harry was having trouble dealing with stress without them and soon he wouldn’t be able to part with them for any reason! They would be by his side each and every day. Perhaps he should increase the spells strength, make it to where Harry would panic if he didn’t have them with him, but no… that could back fire quickly. But that was a thought for another day and right now Harry needed him to fix this.

“Of course, they are in your school bag. Let us go to our rooms, get you changed and see how everything is progressing shall we?”

Severus waved his hand causing most of the leather to disappear. But some rearranged themselves as Harry was pulled up. One tied his ankles together and another tied his wrists behind his back. Pulling Harry back into his lap, Severus pulled Harrys pacifier back out and again brought it to his lips.

“You need this, now open up.”

And Harry did, never breaking eye contact and as it slid into his mouth, as the straps were locked around his head, as the weight settled on his tongue, Harry collapsed and sought refuge in the dark mans arms.

Harry never looked up while they walked the calm and chilly halls. He was right where he wanted to be, his face covered by the long hair, the firm hands holding him up from falling. His world was reduced to this and it was wonderful, a type of freedom he never knew. Finally they came to a stop and Severus whispered a word before proceeding on. After a few more moments Harry was laid back down and the sounds he made allowed to no secret of his displeasure with that. Opening his eyes he saw all his clothing hung up, the couch, the dresser with the objects, and the table he was laying on all closely set up as they had been before. But what was new was the room was twice the size and had a giant window that over looked a green forest.

Severus smiled at his noises; they warmed his heart to know Harry was getting so attached. Severus tapped the bindings with his wand causing them to disappear. He then proceeded to remove all the clothing that Harry wore, but left his white cotton panties on. Turning Harry onto his stomach Severus pulled Harrys thighs apart, massaging them while he spoke.

“You ran from me today rather than sit and listen.”

Those words, in the detached tone, made Harrys blood run cold. He wanted to explain, he was taken from his school, to Malfoy Manor, to Lucius Malfoy!! How was he supposed to react? Lucius had only been mean to him, had wanted to kill him his entire life and now he was supposed to trust him? But Harry couldn’t ask, he couldn’t say anything and he knew that he couldn’t run. Tears were running down his face as he desperately tried to make some noise, but a quick and gentle smack to his balls stopped those. He froze then, his small hands gripping the padding, neither a movement nor a sound, only the tears refused to stop.

“I am more hurt than upset even though I do understand why. I have asked so much of you in such a short span of time. You have be so obedient to me, giving both of us such pleasure and joy that I have somehow forgotten that it is not in your natural impulse to be submissive.”

Severus paused, rubbing away the sting of his smack before returning to Harrys fair thighs.

“I say impulse rather than nature, because you are a natural submissive in everything, I see you struggle against it every day. You want someone to take care of you, to care enough to want what is best for you. And show it in every action. Dumbledore tired to stamp that part out of you, he tried to make it to where you would react before thinking all the time, that you would be so focused on being independent and strong while the only one you would listen to would be him. And even though I may not have shown it in the past, rest secure that I have always sought to do what is best for you, that I have always cared. Do you think Dumbledore would have allowed me to gain possession of you had he thought that I liked you? He wants you to be dependent upon him for everything and not in a way you would have enjoyed!”

As Severus spoke his voice became more controlled, his grip steady and tight and Harry was afraid. What if his Master wanted to get rid of him? He had ran, shown that he didn’t trust him and now he was getting what he deserved. They most wonderful days of his life and now he lost them. He liked the things Severus did to him, somehow he knew that he cared, and it was all gone now.

But as Severus continued on Harry couldn’t help but perk up when Severus said he liked him. That he wanted him. His tears stopped, he needed to hear them again. Twisting his torso around Harry reached out to Severus his Master and was desperate to be held. Severus finished the distance, holding the slight boy to him, knowing that nothing would come between them again. The fingers in his hair were small, but held so tightly and the leather being pressed against his cheek showed how close they were. He could feel the smaller heart beating way too quickly and the soft thighs clenching against his hips. They stayed like that for hours it seemed, magic swirling around them binding them together.

Harry’s magic was intertwining with Severus, forming a bond that normally had to be forced through words and blood. It annihilated the Old Blood bond, it no longer existed. But now there was one that was even more solid, it married their souls and magic, Severus Snape the Dominate and Harry Potter the Submissive. It could not have happened if it was not what they wanted and now no one could force them apart. No matter what laws were put on paper, it was forbidden by Merlin himself to interfere with natural, raw magic like what happened. Inside each of their minds a new light grew, a piece of the soul of the other, thoughts and feelings were fully exposed to the other.

Severus gently placed Harry back on the silk covered table, letting his hands roam and those hands felt wonderful to Harry. Ruff and sure, they knew they had the right to touch what no one else could. Harry couldn’t help the way his body clenched nor stop the moan that rose in his throat, escaping when the thin dildo pressed against his sweet spot. But what really got him was the sudden force of liquid that said dildo squirted against his spot. It was the first of his Masters cum that he was going to be holding in his body and his Master had cleaned everything out so nothing else would ever be in him but his Master.
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In years past Harry would say the worst thing about Snape was his intense stare. It drilled into you leaving you bare and exposed. This focus upon you, when you’re Harry Potter, Boy Who Lived, a Gryffindor and the Son of James Potter- Arch Enemy of Severus T. Snape, can be quite overwhelming. Students of all houses feared that stare. Some had fainted, some had pissed themselves and some had simply been frozen in fear, unable to move to save their lives. It was an unspoken agreement, even with the Slytherns, that when it did happen it was never talked about again. If some kid got the idea to tease another over one of these things happening, they soon learned to hide. The Houses may have had their differences, but they all agreed that Professor Snape was one you didn’t piss off. Harry had gotten it just from existing. But now he saw the stare through a new light. Severus was watching and protecting him. Showing him in while in pubic that he cared about him in the only way he was able to. His stare meant he cared, it was when he no longer looked, no longer noticed, that was when you were in trouble.

But now that Harry knew, he loved it. Thanks to the flame he could feel how focused his Master was on him, how much he was adored and it made he so emotional… like a girl. But his Master seemed to like it, even enjoyed it, but in a good way. Tears again welled up in his eyes, but the flame told him it was welcomed. After a few more minutes of sheer cuddling, Severus cleared his throat and moved away.

“I will not punish you for running this time, but if you ever do so again I assure you that you will beg for mercy. I do not play around with you safety, so do not test me. You are mine to do with as I please, to be where I put you and behave as I decide. I will not tolerate such rashness again. When the Order and Dumbledore realize we are gone a nightmare will break loose. Plans have been made since summer for this set of circumstances, but that does not mean that we, that you are not in danger. You are to be nowhere I do not allow and outside these quarters you are to always be in my sight. Do you understand pet?”

Severus knew his words upset Harry, that part of him wanted to balk and refuse, while the other part understood and accepted, felt secure and safe; he was just going to have to wait it out to see what emotion Harry would settle upon.

Harry knew that Severus was right; he could feel that his Master wasn’t saying it to be mean or cruel, but only out of worry and fear of losing him. If it were reversed he would do the same. The idea of loosing someone he loved was petrifying and Master had earned his trust, even before he knew he was cared for. He knew there were things he should ask about, facts he most likely needed to know, but a tiny voice told him that it wasn’t his worry anymore. That if he needed to know then his Master would tell him, otherwise just do as he was directed. Rubbing his eyes Harry wanted nothing more than a nap and just decided to take one; after all it was not like he had a class to go to.

Feeling Harry’s fatigue and acceptance Severus laid him back down and went to get some Quidditch decorated pj’s. The feet and forearms held the audience and the legs and torso was the pitch while the neck hole was surrounded by clouds; two teams of purple and grey were fighting a game that would never end. Harry was simply delighted when he saw them and kept watching how they seemed to interact with the movements of the garment.

When they were finally on Severus picked his tiny bundle back up, locked the closet doors behind them and carried him to his bed. Harrys room in Malfoy Manor was somewhat different then his rooms at Hogwarts. Whereas before it was a comfortable guest room that had things added to fit Harry; this room was made for a child that was Harry. The walls were painted like a garden, a wild English Garden over flowing with flowers and trees. There was a pond on one wall with a trickling rock waterfall loaded with frogs and dragonflies that moved about. On the flowers were fairies, but the Muggles idea of them, cute shimmery, glittery, bright colored little boys and girls who were too adorable to be real. Birds flew about, some wearing vests, while in the opposite corner a little house of mice in proper Gentlemen and Ladies from the Edwardian era could be seen cooking something. The layout of the room was the same though. The bed was across from the closet and bathroom and the door leading out parallel from the bed and across from a large bay window that showed a night scene. The floor was wood and the ceiling was made to look like the night sky. All his toys were there as were their belongings. It was clear the escape had succeeded.

The bed was double and was deep varnished wood softened with white. The Drapery was white fur as was the blanket; the sheets and pillows were soft cotton that just screamed to be slept on. Pulling the thick blanket back Severus laid Harry down and was starting to back away when Harry tugged on him clearly wanting him to lay down too. Nodding Severus removed his robes and toed off his shoes before slipping in the bed. Waving his wand the lights went out thrusting the room into darkness.
Curled into his Masters arms Harry was quickly nodding off to sleep when the dildo thrust on his prostrate again, his whole body moving with the suddenness of it. His Master gripped his bottom and his neck, laying him on his back, forcing him to be still throughout the assault. Again cum was squirted out stimulating it even more, the dildo would thrust then cum, dildo, cum, dildo, cum. Six times total he was stimulated, fast and forceful. He could now feel the cream in him sliding around, the dildo slipping about, tapping against his nerves, just enough to keep him slightly stimulated, but not overdoing it. That would take hours and this thing was going to be strapped in him for days!

Severus’s mind was reeling. He needed to get things back under control. He did not do well when things were not going according to plan and Harry showed that he did not do well in an environment that was without structure and control, the more the better. But it had only been a couple of hours so not a lot of damage had been done. He was going to re establish control right now.

When the plug had stopped Severus had decided what to do. Releasing a limp Harry he lit the bed side lamp illumining the room and dressed before turning back to the bed.

“In a moment Lionel will arrive with your breakfast. You are to take all the potions first and then eat. Afterwards you are to sleep and relax. Lionel will stay in the room with you at all times and when you awake he has a set of questions he is to ask you, all only requiring a yes or no. You are not allowed to do anything else but what he asks you. If you are difficult and misbehave I will punish you. It is 10 right now and I will be back at 3 to check up on you. Do not disappoint me.”

Severus walked to the closet, unlocked it and disappeared for a moment before reappearing and relocking the doors again. In his hand was a thick cream leather collar with metal hoops attached. Harry wanted to run and gave into the impulse to move but found himself laying down into the bed instead. Severus sat Harry back up before latching and locking the collar up. While he hadn’t put it on too tightly, there was two small bumps on the inside, just on the sides of Harrys barely there Adams apple, restricting him even more. After checking to make sure Harry wouldn’t choke, Severus tapped the wall above the headboard and a thick gold chain fell down. Picking the end up, Severus locked the chain to the collar, trapping Harry to the bed till he decided otherwise. The chain had slack, but was clearly not long enough to allow him of the bed. Gently shushing Harry when he whimpered, Severus walked over to the bay window and opened Harry’s school bag removing his blanket and teddy bear. Finally he returned and handed them to him. But something wasn’t setting right with Severus. Somehow he needed to fully show that Harry did only what he allowed! Running over the list of questions Lionel was allowed to ask an idea struck him that would absolutely establish their roles. And it would be a powerful curb to any further disregard of rules.

“Do not forget what I said. You are to drink the potions first thing, do not argue in anyway, then eat and sleep. As you eat I want to you remember the last few days and the rules I have given you as to how you shall behave and act. They are still in place and you will be punished for not following them.”
After kissing his little boy’s forehead and tucking him back in bed, Severus turned on his heels and left the room, sure to lock the door behind him. After securing the apartment he called Lionel to inform him of this orders.

“Harry is chained to his bed. You are not to release him for any reason unless he is in danger of harm. Remove his pacifier; give him these potions and then breakfast. Once he has eaten his fill, put the pacifier back in. Turn off the light and find a quiet corner where you can see him. He is to sleep till he wakes up. When he does ask him if he wants a glass of water, if yes then he may have one. Ask if his collar is too tight and adjust if needed. Not too loose. Check the bed for any wet spots and if there are come and get me right away. Also he is not to bother with asking you for anything, only answering your questions. If he tries to commutate anything else, tell him that your Master has made his orders very clear and that you are to inform me of any attempt on his part. If it seems it is serious you may help him or get me. Now, did you feel the shift in our magic today?”

The old elf bowed again before answering. “Yes Master, I am aware of your new wedded status and how it is defined. I will show proper respect to him as you submissive. Also Sire, everything has been removed from Hogwarts and your personal home has been properly protected and warded from introducers. The Headmaster is aware, as your first class started two hours ago. But everything is how Lord Malfoy ordered it and I erased all traces of your movements. “

“Go get Biddy and have her gather all the items from Spinsters End, shrink them and bring them here. Then authorize her to go to the Goblins and sell the damn place. I want all this done in the hour. Use Lord Malfoys house elves however you need, but I want all done now. Also inform the Goblins of the change in status and inform them to keep everything private no matter who is asking unless they are with me, everything thing is under lockdown you may have this discussion in front of Harry, but put a silencing charm around his bed before. Understood?”

At the elf’s nod Severus left the apartment and headed straight to Malfoy library.

Upon entering the Library Severus noted several new people were in attendance. Beyond himself and Lucius, there was now the Parkinson, Lady Zabini, Goyle Sr., Crabbe Sr., the Lestranges and so on. Many parents from Drumstrang and other persons who had familial ties to the Dark Lord were there. But what brought him relief was that Lord Voldemort was there, he knew now his little boy was safe and secure amongst all these people. Walking over to his Master, Severus quickly bowed before waiting to speak.

“How is your young Husband dealing with the change?”

No one questioned what Lord Voldemort was talking about, if he wanted you to know, you would. But that didn’t stop everyone from wondering, through recent orders had led them to some guess.

“Quite well my Lord. As well as could be hoped, he did have a few times of panic here and there. But as he has never been one to fear speaking his mind, they have all been dealt with… If I may, the children…”

It was Lucius who answered; after all he was the one who handled the details.

“All safely in their rooms in the Lower North West Wing and the Middle North West Wing has been prepared for their classes and the Upper North West Wing is housing the teachers. The secondary offshoot wings are ready for the families and have expanded to contain them as your apartment has you. The South Wings have grown and changed to accommodate Magical creatures in need of refuge. Portals have opened in the main meeting hall for the other realms and Ambassadors have already arrived and set up in Middle West Wing with their entourage in the Lower West Wing. Our Lord has his quarters in the Upper West Wing near
yours and ours.”

Pausing to sip a drink, Lucius looked to his Lord before continuing.

“All objects have been cleared out from their previous locations and Malfoy Manor is set to enter in the next phase of this war. There are more wards of protection than Hogwarts and far darker. Only those of the Inner Circle are able to leave or come and even then only with Lord Voldemorts approval. We have the original copies of every piece of legislation the Ministry has ever or ever tried to pass. Wednesday all non human nations will break contact with the Magical Ministry and officially from an alliance with us.”
Clapping broke out amongst everyone. It was more than they hoped for and soon all would be right in the Magical World again.

As everyone settled down, those who had questions asked and after much was settled, many left leaving only the inner circle to figure out the rest. Severus always kept part of his attention firmly on the little flame in his mind.
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Dumbledore was livid. Everything was going according to plan and now his slaves were missing.
He knew that he shouldn’t have handed him over to that filthy half-blood, no matter how short a time he thought it would be. After all, it’s not like someone wouldn’t have leaked it to Voldemort right away and he would be dead the moment he didn’t hand Harry over. Did he really think he could hide from both of them? That slimy, greasy, rat owed him everything. He was the one who took care of him in his schooling years, he was the one ensured that the Marauders weren’t too mean and he was the one gave him information about Lilly. Whatever little bright spots in life he had in life, Severus Snape owed it to him. And then when he gave him Harry to do with as he pleased, he ran off! Albus thought he had made himself clear enough, no scars, no permanent damage, just play with the boy to release tension and then when the time was right, hand him back over. Of course Severus thought that it was his payment for all he had sacrificed.

But now that was all to hell. And as he noticed that the two were late to breakfast Aurors showed up and informed him that all the Slythern parents and some from the other Houses were removing their children from school. And on top of that, that all objects of Slythern House were to be taken as well, by the Heirs order!!! Did they not know who that was or whom he was?? He needed those objects! The books, artifacts, the students!!! People were asking questions and he didn’t have the answers! He needed that boy back. Maybe his Muggle family could help.
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Harry didn’t quite know what to think. But he knew that his Master was a private person and he had already shown Harry so much more than he had ever shown anyone else. He knew that he had a part of Severus that no one else would ever be able to claim. So when his Master quickly got up and left he tried not to panic or worry too much. He was alone for only a couple of minutes before Lionel showed up with breakfast anyway. The elf placed the tray in front of him before removing the pacifier. Working his jaw for a minute Harry couldn’t help but be embarrassed that the elf knew he had a dildo for a pacifier strapped to him mouth. Or that he was chained to the bed, not able to use the restroom without asking. He really hoped that was one of the question or else he didn’t know what he was going to do. He could already tell he was going to need to before long.

“The Submissive needs to drink potions now and then eat. Master would be very upset if Submissive didn’t do as told.”

Harry’s cheeks burned with shame as the Elf called him that. He was more than a dog. But at the sharp look in the Elf’s eye he did as he was told and drank the four potions down. He knew what three of them were, potions for his health and to get his body on the right track, but he had no idea what the fourth was for. As he finished the fourth one he reached for his breakfast, eggs, bacon, pancakes, milk and OJ, the dildo started up again. He didn’t want to knock the tray over so he tried to stay as still as possible but that didn’t stop him from letting out cries with each thrust. He didn’t the count this time, but he could feel his Masters cum filling him up. It had yet to start stretching the sides but he knew it would soon. The ring around his cock though kept him from becoming too hard though. Though being kept at half mast was just mean Harry thought.

Finally Harry regained himself enough to move around and start in on breakfast. As he looked around he was surprised to see the Elf talking to another one across the room though he couldn’t hear what was being said. Annoyed at the impoliteness of it but knowing he wasn’t allowed to know Harry took the time to look around his room again. He noticed that all the outdoors were of nighttime, the paintings, the window, the ceiling. If it weren’t for the lamp, the only light would be from the “stars”. All his toys were there and he knew his clothing was too. Harry couldn’t help but wonder when he would next play with his toys when the thought of his rules was thrust into his mind by his Masters flame. His mind naturally submitted and paid attention to each rule as it was passed through his mind. Finally it stopped and prodded him to go over them again and again. Harry knew he was in trouble for that. He was given an order and he ignored it in favor of something more fun. The flame told him this and it annoyed Harry to no end. He had the right to his own thoughts damn it!! Not caring how much trouble it would bring him, Harry set the try to the side with half eaten food and covered himself with his blanket, scooting down as far as the chain would allow. As soon as he settled the cover was pulled back and an angry Elf was upon him.

“You much finish your food now! Master will be very upset if you don’t. The Submissive must sleep with his head upon the pillows not in the middle of the bed!!! You must do it now or I will tell Master!”
Harry whirled around completely fed up with the Elf and the orders and the hiding of information.

“Fine!! Tell him! Do you think I care? I don’t have to do anything I don’t want to! Now get out of my room!!!”

Harry started messing with his collar trying to get it undone and screamed in frustration when it wouldn’t come off. His bladder was full and he needed to go pee. As he turned around to demand to be let go he saw the Elf was gone along with the breakfast tray. All the argument fled his system knowing his Master would soon be on his way. Harry didn’t know what to do, he couldn’t get off the bed and he needed to hide. Now. He began to tug at the chain, putting all his weight against it and it wasn’t budging and his bladder was getting worse. He didn’t know how much longer he would be able to keep it in, but he was using all his muscles to hold it and he was trying figure a way out of this. The door burst open startling Harry so badly he let go of his bladder and it all came out over him and the bed.