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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
6
Views:
2,095
Reviews:
2
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Currently Reading:
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Chapter 6: Escape
Chapter 6: Escape
“WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON HERE?!”
Mrs. Sheffield was shaking with fury and rage in front of the room. I wanted to die at that moment; Torrance’s cock was still erected and pulsating, and I was completely naked, sitting on his chest, his wand is sticking out from my ass.
“MOTHER!”
Torrance’s face was contorted with shock and embarrassment. He pushed me off from his chest and got up, launched on the lies I’ve expected to hear from his mouth.
“She made me to do it! She’s a real whore, mother, she sneaked into my room this morning and threatened me to marry her! She said she’s gonna kill me if I don’t!”
“YOU stinking LIAR!”
I bellowed with all my heart.
‘Don’t you dare speak to us!”
Mrs. Sheffield kicked my already hurting belly; I screamed and rolled on the floor. She kicked my sides a couple more, and spat on my face.
“What an ungrateful little whore…I knew it all along…you dirty mudblood! Is this the thanks I get when I offered my kindness to the likes of you?! Why, I ought to report to the Ministry…you should be stuck in the Azkaban for the rest of your life! You stinking, dirty, ungrateful lying bitch!”
Through my teary eyes, I saw her taking her thin wand out; Torrance got panicked and tried to stop her, but it made her madder than ever. She threw him off to the floor and yelled at him.
“I’ll deal with you later, Torrance…I’m about to disown you now so don’t you dare stop me…or I will really take you to the Ministry Court with this dirty bitch!”
“PLEASE MOTHER! Don’t hurt her! I..I love her!”
But Mrs. Sheffield threw him a real dirty look without saying a word. Then she screamed
“Accio black whips!”
“NO!” Torrance screamed with fear. Then I felt the black whips on every inch of my flesh. I screamed and the whip slashed my lips. It was a miracle that I didn’t lose my teeth at that time. It just whipped my tongue slightly, but I felt blood was gushing from my mouth. I could hear Torrance’s fearful begs to his insane mother. The whips had no mercy on my body; they started cutting through my skin, leaving streaks of blood all over my body. I knew I was bleeding slowly to death, yet she didn’t even bother to stop the whips. They flew back and forth, tearing my body like evil black snakes with instant venom. I was losing my consciousness, and all I could think of was Snape’s words before I came here, that he wanted me to come to his house whenever they treat me bad here. I thought about his words, and wished I am in his lean, strong arms now. I felt the five whips altogether gave a severe blow on my back, then, all of a sudden, I felt dizzy. I felt my body floated in the air, and everything I saw started whirling around me. I was falling into a different atmosphere, which seized my lungs tight that I couldn’t breathe. When I thought I’m going to die, my body fell on a soft ground with a gentle thud. This must be heaven, I thought. I could smell a soft scent of warm tea, and I lost consciousness.
I felt a gentle breeze softly caressing my face as I gained my consciousness back. I still couldn’t open my eyes; I wanted to enjoy the cool wind a little more. I could smell of the tea, and possibly some weird potions I brewed in school a long time ago. Birds were singing very lightly, somewhere not too far away. I tried to wriggle my toes, and stabbing pain came back to life over my body. I winced and wanted to yell ouch, but something got stuck in my throat. With a surge of horror, my eyes were fluttered open, and Snape was standing right next to me, his face full of repressed anger and rage.
I cleared my throat and tried to speak again.
“Professor Snape…”
Tears ran from my eyes as he gently lifted me up in his arms.
“It’s been five days…about time for you to wake up, Miss Rocher”
His voice was hoarse and tired, but his eyes were sparkling with relief.
“Am I in your house, professor?”
“Yes…you are in my house, on my bed”
He tightened his hug around me, and I yelped with pain; my bones were aching in his arms. He was shocked, and tucked me gently in the bed.
“OH little Miss, you woke up at last! My, you’ve been worrying the professor sick so far…he didn’t sleep for a week, nursing you day and night with his potions and spells…”
A strangely plump little man with dirty, mousy hair was speaking to me, standing right next to Snape. He was carrying a breakfast tray laden with white china teapot, porridge, milk and steaming hot tea. He put the tray on the small table next to the bed.
“My name is Peter Pettigrew…I’m Professor Snape’s servant in this house. If you need anything, just tell me…”
“Thank you, now get out of this room”
Snape said, rather tersely. Oh wow, a man servant? I found an ounce of strength in my body to smile, and Snape saw that. His sallow face turned to magenta, and brought the table to the bed with a flick of his wand. I found myself in long, very old styled lace night gown in pale gray. Come to think of it, I was stark naked when I got here. I realized that my face was burning with embarrassment; he must’ve seen me…
“Never mind him. He won’t bother you while you are here”
“He seems nice”
“Looks can be deceiving” he smirked and fixed the breakfast tray on his lab. I watched him pouring the hot tea on the little white teacup, putting sugar and cream into the porridge and stirring it gently.
“You should eat well to gain your strength back…with the fever you’ve had so far…I thought about taking you to the St. Mungo’s today if you didn’t wake up now…”
“How could I come here, professor?”
He looked at me hard, and picked up the silver spoon.
“I saw you lying in the living room five days ago, when I came back from my trip. I had no idea how you got here in the first place, but you were about to die within minutes at that time”
His voice began trembling a little, but he went on.
“I think you’ve apparated all by yourself…that’s the only explanation I could come up with. It’s very rare but not entirely impossible if one is in a life or death situation…”
I nodded. I saw his hands turned into fists, shaking madly to press his anger. His knuckles turned white. I reached my hands and held his fists.
“Thank you…professor Snape”
“You should eat now…the porridge is getting ice cold”
He took a spoonful of still hot porridge and blew to cool it down. I found peace and I didn’t want any more explanations from him. My heart was seeking for him when I was beaten to death and he didn’t seem to mind of my ill presence in his house at all. He didn’t seem so scary or cold now. My body was still screaming for pain even when I open and close my eyes, but I ate all the porridge and drank the tea. He tucked me into the soft white blanket and watched me till I fell asleep. I knew he kissed on my forehead before I fell into a deep slumber. His thin, callous hands were gently rubbing my hair and face too.
“WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON HERE?!”
Mrs. Sheffield was shaking with fury and rage in front of the room. I wanted to die at that moment; Torrance’s cock was still erected and pulsating, and I was completely naked, sitting on his chest, his wand is sticking out from my ass.
“MOTHER!”
Torrance’s face was contorted with shock and embarrassment. He pushed me off from his chest and got up, launched on the lies I’ve expected to hear from his mouth.
“She made me to do it! She’s a real whore, mother, she sneaked into my room this morning and threatened me to marry her! She said she’s gonna kill me if I don’t!”
“YOU stinking LIAR!”
I bellowed with all my heart.
‘Don’t you dare speak to us!”
Mrs. Sheffield kicked my already hurting belly; I screamed and rolled on the floor. She kicked my sides a couple more, and spat on my face.
“What an ungrateful little whore…I knew it all along…you dirty mudblood! Is this the thanks I get when I offered my kindness to the likes of you?! Why, I ought to report to the Ministry…you should be stuck in the Azkaban for the rest of your life! You stinking, dirty, ungrateful lying bitch!”
Through my teary eyes, I saw her taking her thin wand out; Torrance got panicked and tried to stop her, but it made her madder than ever. She threw him off to the floor and yelled at him.
“I’ll deal with you later, Torrance…I’m about to disown you now so don’t you dare stop me…or I will really take you to the Ministry Court with this dirty bitch!”
“PLEASE MOTHER! Don’t hurt her! I..I love her!”
But Mrs. Sheffield threw him a real dirty look without saying a word. Then she screamed
“Accio black whips!”
“NO!” Torrance screamed with fear. Then I felt the black whips on every inch of my flesh. I screamed and the whip slashed my lips. It was a miracle that I didn’t lose my teeth at that time. It just whipped my tongue slightly, but I felt blood was gushing from my mouth. I could hear Torrance’s fearful begs to his insane mother. The whips had no mercy on my body; they started cutting through my skin, leaving streaks of blood all over my body. I knew I was bleeding slowly to death, yet she didn’t even bother to stop the whips. They flew back and forth, tearing my body like evil black snakes with instant venom. I was losing my consciousness, and all I could think of was Snape’s words before I came here, that he wanted me to come to his house whenever they treat me bad here. I thought about his words, and wished I am in his lean, strong arms now. I felt the five whips altogether gave a severe blow on my back, then, all of a sudden, I felt dizzy. I felt my body floated in the air, and everything I saw started whirling around me. I was falling into a different atmosphere, which seized my lungs tight that I couldn’t breathe. When I thought I’m going to die, my body fell on a soft ground with a gentle thud. This must be heaven, I thought. I could smell a soft scent of warm tea, and I lost consciousness.
I felt a gentle breeze softly caressing my face as I gained my consciousness back. I still couldn’t open my eyes; I wanted to enjoy the cool wind a little more. I could smell of the tea, and possibly some weird potions I brewed in school a long time ago. Birds were singing very lightly, somewhere not too far away. I tried to wriggle my toes, and stabbing pain came back to life over my body. I winced and wanted to yell ouch, but something got stuck in my throat. With a surge of horror, my eyes were fluttered open, and Snape was standing right next to me, his face full of repressed anger and rage.
I cleared my throat and tried to speak again.
“Professor Snape…”
Tears ran from my eyes as he gently lifted me up in his arms.
“It’s been five days…about time for you to wake up, Miss Rocher”
His voice was hoarse and tired, but his eyes were sparkling with relief.
“Am I in your house, professor?”
“Yes…you are in my house, on my bed”
He tightened his hug around me, and I yelped with pain; my bones were aching in his arms. He was shocked, and tucked me gently in the bed.
“OH little Miss, you woke up at last! My, you’ve been worrying the professor sick so far…he didn’t sleep for a week, nursing you day and night with his potions and spells…”
A strangely plump little man with dirty, mousy hair was speaking to me, standing right next to Snape. He was carrying a breakfast tray laden with white china teapot, porridge, milk and steaming hot tea. He put the tray on the small table next to the bed.
“My name is Peter Pettigrew…I’m Professor Snape’s servant in this house. If you need anything, just tell me…”
“Thank you, now get out of this room”
Snape said, rather tersely. Oh wow, a man servant? I found an ounce of strength in my body to smile, and Snape saw that. His sallow face turned to magenta, and brought the table to the bed with a flick of his wand. I found myself in long, very old styled lace night gown in pale gray. Come to think of it, I was stark naked when I got here. I realized that my face was burning with embarrassment; he must’ve seen me…
“Never mind him. He won’t bother you while you are here”
“He seems nice”
“Looks can be deceiving” he smirked and fixed the breakfast tray on his lab. I watched him pouring the hot tea on the little white teacup, putting sugar and cream into the porridge and stirring it gently.
“You should eat well to gain your strength back…with the fever you’ve had so far…I thought about taking you to the St. Mungo’s today if you didn’t wake up now…”
“How could I come here, professor?”
He looked at me hard, and picked up the silver spoon.
“I saw you lying in the living room five days ago, when I came back from my trip. I had no idea how you got here in the first place, but you were about to die within minutes at that time”
His voice began trembling a little, but he went on.
“I think you’ve apparated all by yourself…that’s the only explanation I could come up with. It’s very rare but not entirely impossible if one is in a life or death situation…”
I nodded. I saw his hands turned into fists, shaking madly to press his anger. His knuckles turned white. I reached my hands and held his fists.
“Thank you…professor Snape”
“You should eat now…the porridge is getting ice cold”
He took a spoonful of still hot porridge and blew to cool it down. I found peace and I didn’t want any more explanations from him. My heart was seeking for him when I was beaten to death and he didn’t seem to mind of my ill presence in his house at all. He didn’t seem so scary or cold now. My body was still screaming for pain even when I open and close my eyes, but I ate all the porridge and drank the tea. He tucked me into the soft white blanket and watched me till I fell asleep. I knew he kissed on my forehead before I fell into a deep slumber. His thin, callous hands were gently rubbing my hair and face too.