I'm A Slave For You-Chp11

I'M A SLAVE FOR YOU

Harry is still outside playing the swing, looking up to the sky once in a while, while everything was going on inside the manor. He had enjoyed his time hanging out with Remus and got to rekindle the friendship a little, but somehow he began to miss his Master. Somehow, deep inside him, he wished he would hurry and take him home. Finally being able to meet his long lost friend was fun and all, but oddly enough, he knew he belonged to his Master Severus Snape.

If only he knew what word to describe this sort of feeling.

As he was contemplating about it, Lucius had just come back from drinking with Crabbe and Goyle at Hog's Head and was walking outside when he saw Harry sitting on his son's swing, playing away like it was nobody's business. He even recognized the lion plushie doll his son named Leo that he gave him for his 5th birthday seated comfortably and securely on the boy's lap. Draco must've been in one of his charitable moods to be allowing a slave to have his toy, but no matter. What mattered most that his dear god-brother's sex slave was there, free and for the taking. He smirked to himself and went over to him.

"Hello there, boy."

Harry turned towards the voice and recognized him as Draco's father from the birthday party last week. He smiled at him good-naturedly.

"Where is your Master?"

Harry tried to say he went off and will be back later, but didn't know how to say it, so he just shrugged.

"Did you like playing in Draco's old playhouse?"

Harry nodded with a cute grin.

"Would you like me to show you the toys inside?" Lucius asked, touching his head.

Harry was surprised as he gave him a 'There's more toys?' look.

"Well, inside the playhouse, there is a special spot that has more toys in it, and I know exactly where it is."

Harry thought for a while. More toys, huh? He then grinned widely and nodded, allowing Lucius to escort him back to the room where the playhouse was. Lucius smirked to himself as he led him in. It has been a while since he toyed with a young kid. The last time he did it was 3 months ago with Bellatrix Lestrange's slave, and that felt almost like forever to him.

"Go in first," Lucius said as he gestured him to the playhouse. "I'm right behind you."

Harry nodded and did so, crawling into the playhouse excitedly as he looked forward to more toys. Lucius followed after him behind, looking at his ass covered by those short jeans under the shirt. He had hoped that the boy wore nothing else underneath, but he knew Severus was too overprotective to allow his pet to go all skimpy like that. Oh well, it's just one extra clothing. Lucius thought nonchalantly. Nothing wrong about that.

Harry, on the other hand, was still oblivious with what was going on and was still searching for the toys Lucius mentioned. Lucius sat beside the front door of the playhouse and leaned against the door.
"Come here, Harry. I found them. They are right here."

Harry turned and followed the direction where Lucius was pointing. Without warning, Lucius pulled Harry onto his lap with his back against Lucius' chest.

"Right here."

Harry was shocked. He could feel the offending bulge right under his ass where he was seated and could tell that it was his crotch. He didn't like where this was going and started to struggle.

"Hush, Harry. I won't hurt you, that is if you're a good boy."

Harry shook his head and tried to get out of Lucius' grasp, trying to push him away. Lucius grabbed both Harry's wrists together with one hand and held it behind his back, restraining him.

"Now, now, boy. There's no use struggling from me. Besides, your Master likes to share with me. We are family. We always share," Lucius whispered near his ear, licking his earlobe. "You don't want to disappoint your Master, do you?"

Harry widened his eyes in shock. He could not believe that Severus would do that to him. But then he remembered how close the way his Master and Lucius were talking during the party. It seemed true enough that they were family. Would it be true that they shared? After all, this wasn't the first time he was shared among other people. His first two Masters made him several all-nighters with their friends often, especially when there was a huge drinking party going on. Was his Master that kind of person as well? He knew he would do anything for his Master, but this was a little bit out of the question.

"Are you going to be a good boy?" Lucius chuckled darkly, his other hand slowly snaked under the shirt to undo the clasp of his jeans.

Harry trembled as his body slowly but reluctantly submitted. If he was his Master's family, then it wouldn't be out of the ordinary to assume that Severus had a thing for sharing. He said his Master liked to share, so he would definitely not want to disappoint him. He'd go to the ends of the earth for him anyway…

"Master Snape! Good evening!"

"Hey, Uncle Sev!"

Harry snapped out of his reverie at upon hearing Draco and Remus greeting Severus downstairs. Memories of the party where Severus gripped Sirius' hand and warning him not to touch his pet began to surface in his mind. If Severus liked to share, he wouldn't have done that to Sirius. In fact, he had not allowed anyone in the party to touch him even once, not even Lucius. Besides, he remembered saying that if anyone touched him the way he touched him, he was allowed to bite that person. If it was anyone he meant…

Without warning, Harry quickly turned around and sank his teeth onto Lucius' shoulder, biting down hard and drawing blood. The pain forced Lucius to let go of him and push him away.

"Ahh!! Fuck!! You little bitch!!" Lucius shouted in pain as he nursed his shoulder. In anger, he reached out and slapped Harry hard on the face, sending him flying across the playhouse and banging it soundly. Draco and Remus who greeted the returning Severus heard the commotion.

"Harry?!" Draco came running towards the room where Lucius and Harry was, Remus following behind him quickly. They both gasped to see Lucius crawling out of the playhouse with his bleeding shoulder and Harry still inside, sobbing as he held his throbbing face. Severus came in soon after.
"What is going on here? Where is Harry?"

Harry heard Severus and quickly ran out of the playhouse and towards him, crying, "Mah!"

"Harry," Severus smiled and knelt down, his arms wide open to hold him. The mansion felt so lonely without his little pet and he could hardly concentrate with his work without having Harry right by his side waiting hand and foot for him. He would've gotten here sooner if he hadn't thought that he was doing a favour for his pet to get reacquainted with his best friend, so all he could do was mope about and scan through the homework he had to mark, not exactly reading them. Come dinnertime, his work was not even 10 percent done and he was already rushing out of the mansion and ordering the carriage to hurry up and take him to the Malfoy manor, only to find Harry wrapping his arms around his neck, clinging onto him for dear life, wailing and crying like a baby.

"Harry, shh, shh, shh. What's wrong, little one?" Severus asked, rubbing his back.

"You should discipline your slave better, Severus. You're spoiling him," Lucius said grudgingly as he threw Leo at his feet before holding onto his slightly bleeding shoulder.

"Spoil? I doubt that," Severus looked knowingly at the blood while picking both Leo and Harry up. "You touch my slave again and you will be holding a bloody groin."

"You cannot have the slave all to yourself, Severus. Slaves, especially sexual ones, are public property and should be shared and used as we please. There's nothing you'll gain from keeping and being so overprotective to a piece of filth like him!"

"He is not a sex slave anymore! He is my personal slave! Not that you should know but sometimes I do feel like having sex with him but he is mine. Mine and mine alone! I bought him, remember?! He's my pet, not yours!"

"Then at least teach him some manners and behave appropriately in front of other masters above him. He should understand that no matter who buys him, others have the right to do him as they see fit! He's an animal, Severus, and you're not training him right! Look what he done to me!"

"I know, Lucius, I can see that. I gave him permission to bite anyone that touches him in a sexual way. I am training him how I want to."

Lucius stomped towards Severus and came face to face with him, making Harry whimper as he clung onto Severus and shrinking away from him, "He will be the death of you if you carry on like this. Mark my words, Severus; he will bring nothing but misery to you and those around you. You will regret it."

With that, he stormed off, leaving an awkward master and slave couple and a smug Severus holding a terrified Harry behind. Lucius did not scare him. He never scared him. He had been apprehensive, happy, sad or angry around Lucius throughout their years of growing up, but never scared. That was the last thing he'd feel from him.

"It seems he brought it only to you," Severus smiled in a sneering way before patting Harry's back. "There, there, Harry. The big bad Lucius is gone. You ready to go home?"

Harry nodded, his face still buried on Severus' shoulder.

"F-Forgive me, Master Snape," Remus bowed apologetically. "I should've been watching him instead of…"

"Indeed you should've," Severus said, landing an accusing eye on the half-werewolf. "Although I suppose Lucius had been the one mostly at fault."

"Still…" Remus said as he bowed again. "Forgive me, Master Snape."

"It is not my decision to forgive. You can punish him if you want, Draco, but my main concern right now is that I need to get Harry home. Good evening."

Remus looked at Draco warily. Draco just sighed in response. Severus may say that it was his freedom of choice whether to punish Remus or not, but he knew from his godfather's tone that he wanted to at least be taught a lesson about negligence. As he watched his godfather and his pet leave, he couldn't help feeling that he, too, was also the cause of all this mess. Harry continued to cling onto Severus but waved goodbye at Remus without looking up or tearing his face away from Severus' shoulder. It was only once they got into the carriage that Harry finally dared to tear his face away from that broad, strong shoulder.

"Mah…" Harry muttered, his tone indicating that he wanted to say something.

"Yes, pet?" Severus asked as he rubbed his head.

Harry looked up with a pair of lost eyes, seemingly to say "You won't ever abandon me, will you…?"

"I love you, pet," Severus replied, smiling wryly. "I will never let anyone else touch you in that way."

"L…o…ve…Lo…ve…" Harry tried to speak that word.

"Yes. Love. Unconditional affection toward someone. In this case toward you."

Harry blushed a little. Is that what it meant? Is that what described that mysterious feeling he had for his Master? Love? It sounded right; it should be what it meant. Harry finally smiled and leaned his head on Severus' shoulder.

"Lo…ve."

"Yes, little one."

Harry made a gesture with his hands, first pointing to himself then to Severus before uttering, "Lo…ve."

"I love you too, pet."

Harry smiled and gave a peck on Severus' lips, glad that he understood what he meant. Severus let it end there. He didn't want to remind Harry of what Lucius did to him…Lucius.

"Harry, did…did Draco's father do anything to you? Anything that we do at home?"

Harry thought for a moment. He did hold his hands in a death grip, licked his earlobe and tried to undo his jeans, but he did not do anything further than that. He shook his head, stating that he did nothing. It was best that his Master didn't worry about these things. He was there to rescue him and that's all he could ever hoped for.

"Good," Severus said, rubbing his back. In truth, Severus could tell that Lucius did do something to him, but since Harry denied it, then it shouldn't be something serious that he did. He left it at that.
Once they got home, Severus took Harry outside in the garden and asked Neville who just so happened to be there tending the roses to fetch him some ice. Neville nodded and left to the kitchen. He didn't need to ask who was it for, but he did wonder what happened that made him need it.

"Your cheek is going to bruise for sure," Severus said with a slight pained look in his eyes. He had known Lucius to be rather violent with his slaves. He could tell enough from the bruises and the occasional tourniquets around his previous slaves' body parts to know that they had suffered the wrath of Lucius Malfoy. Even back then during their school years, Lucius had been well-known around Hogwarts to pack a mean punch, especially when Severus was being bullied by the Marauder's group and Lucius had to come and rescue him with his trusty right hook that left them incapacitated for days at a time and earned him in detention.

Harry whimpered and pointed at his thigh as well, which was already beginning to bruise as he remembered that he had suffered the wrath of Salazar the horse as well.

"Now what happened here? Did Draco's father do that too?"
 
Harry shook his head and tried to say the word 'Horse', but it came out as "Ho…Ho…"

"Ho, ho, what? What sound does it make?"

Harry tried to imitate a horse's neigh, but came out sounding like a dying one.

"Oh, a horse, you say," Severus' lips twitched in his smile, trying hard not to laugh out loud at the boy's bad imitation. "So that's what did this to you?"

Harry stuck out his tongue in embarrassment and nodded.

"What did you do to it then? Bully it into submission, or did it just not like you?"

Harry pouted. He did not like that lame joke.

"Sorry, little one," Severus grinned. "Did it kick you or something?"

Harry nodded, almost in tears as he remembered Salazar's mean kick that almost sent him flying.

"Then we will get ice for that too. Would you like me to kiss it to make it feel better?"

Harry grinned bashfully and nodded as he couldn't help feeling how charming it was for his Master to say that.

Severus sat him down and knelt down at his feet, pressing a kiss to the bruise. "No more horses for you, pet."

Harry giggled and gave him a "You're so overprotective" look. It wasn't like the horse had traumatized him or made him have a phobia for horses or anything. He had to admit, it was his own fault after all for offending Salazar in the first place.

"I just don't want a broken pet, is all," Severus said as he kissed his head. Neville finally came over with the ice and he dismissed him before continuing. "Remus will come to our house from now on. You are never going there without me again. Every part of you, from the tip of your head to the end of your toes, is precious to me, and I love every single one of them. It'll break my heart to even see a hair missing from your head. You know I love you, don't you, pet? I just want the best for you."

Harry gave him an understanding nod and wrapped his arms around Severus' neck, kissing his ear and hugging him close. He knew that. He knew all that. And his feelings towards him were mutual. Severus didn't have to tell him twice.

Besides, he agreed that he would never want to face Lucius without Severus ever again.

Lucius truly scared him.