I'm A Slave For You-Chp53

I'M A SLAVE FOR YOU

Kyteler-Magee Boarding School for Wizards and Witches, the new school for budding young wizards and witches of Ireland, stood tall and proud on a lone island which was recently marked as an Unplottable. It wasn't as ancient like Hogwarts or as beautiful as the palace grounds of Beauxbatons, and neither was it tall and strong like Durmstrang or modern like Salem, but it was big and proper nonetheless. It was a fairly new school that looked almost like the makings of an old mansion, with its grounds three times the size of the grounds of the White House and the building itself about roughly four times the size of Harvard. Recently established roughly about 6 months after Hogwarts' Triwizard Tournament, it had its fair share of students getting into the learning syllabus as all other students in magic schools across the globe do, and was run by a retired Quidditch coach Casey Kyteler-Magee, thus the namesake of the school.

That was where Albus, Severus and Harry were after Albus managed to, after a friendly dinner, some sherry and long hours of nostalgic talk, arrange a formal meeting with Casey. Albus and Casey went way back when they were just school pals. Casey was best friend and neighbor of Gellert Grindelwald, Albus' long time school-boy crush, and more or less played a part of Stupid Cupid for Albus, but unfortunately Albus was too shy to confess his feelings and Gellert had his eyes set on another—a girl, in fact—that the relationship went unrequited. Despite that, Albus and Casey remained old friends and got in touch with one another occasionally, and it was almost sheer luck for him that she was acting Headmistress of Kyteler-Magee, or Kym as the school is known, and that Kym began their semesters at a date later than the usual date set by the Ministry for all magic schools because of it still new in the education system.

While Albus and Severus were in her office discussing matters, Harry was allowed to tour the school grounds on his own. The school reminded him of the museum where they kept the royal jewels of the English monarchy he once went to when his 3rd Muggle-born Master was in a good mood to take him out. Of course, at that time, to avoid staring eyes and be charged with pedophilia since they were in the Muggle world, Harry was forced to wear a blonde wig to match his Master's dirty blonde hair and be dressed in gothic-lolita clothings (one of the Master's many fetishes) and passed off as his Master's 'daughter' throughout the trip, although it wasn't very 'fatherly' of him to suddenly drag him into the restricted area of the museum and screw his brains out (another one of the Master's many fetishes). Harry cringed at the memory of being involuntarily aroused by the prospects of being caught while doing it in a public place; he hoped Severus didn't have that sort of liking anytime soon, kinky as it may be.

Soon, he walked past what looked like a science lab, only the utensils used were of Potions Class nature. He saw a young man in there seemingly studying his Potions textbook while doing practical experimentations. He looked roughly about Draco's age, maybe a little younger, and had neatly combed short hair the colour of dark roasted almonds that past just a little bit beyond his shoulders. With tan skin and slightly dark brown eyes the colour of those 75% dark chocolate Hermione likes to eat, he had the trappings of a man who could make any man or woman look up to him as a big brother figure, maybe more to some. He wasn't wearing his school uniform though; he wore a canvas shirt that that exposed his chest and a pair of designer khaki pants and designer shoes, but had his school robe bearing the school badge of Kym over them, and Harry couldn't help thinking it looked rather fetching on him. Somehow, he reminded the boy of a male version of Hermione.

He heard him mutter "Wart of trolls" and was about to enter to see clearly what he was making when a flutter sounded at his feet. He looked down and saw it was a parchment list of ingredients for his potion.

"Oh drat," the young man grumbled as he looked down, as if searching for something. Harry knew then that the parchment belonged to him. "Where is it?"

"This yours?" Harry said as he came up to him with the list.

"Oh, thank you," the young man smiled as he took the list from him. "It's very important for my reference."

"No problem."

The young man regarded Harry a little before noting, "I know almost everyone's face here in Kym and I definitely never seen you around here."

"I'm not a student here," Harry grinned. "Well, I will be, if Grandpa Albus manages to convince your Headmistress to accept me."

"Oh, that's nice. Keep your fingers crossed then. Headmistress Kyteler-Magee is a little picky when it comes to students. Don't worry, she's not one of those pureblood elitist, but she definitely has high standards when it comes to picking her students based on their abilities and talents. I was originally enrolled into Beauxbaton and studied there for two years until this school came, much to my mother's relief, coz she was afraid I was turning into those pansy flowery French girls."

"Is she a fierce Headmistress or mean or anything negative…?"

"Naw, she's alright. She's tough, being that she was a Quidditch coach and all, but fair."

Once he was closer to the young man, he noticed that he had a scar on his neck that runs almost dangerously near his jugular. The young man noticed Harry staring and gave him a good-natured smile.

"Don't mind the scar. Long story here."

"Watcha making?" Harry, a little embarrassed at being found staring, decided to change the subject, asking as he leaned near the bubbling cauldron to see the concoction.

"Just something I do for the sake of it. I know the semester hasn't started yet, but I heard once you're in the OWLs era, there is no such thing as too early to study something. I just hope I'll be able to ace it."

"OWLs? You're a 5th year then?"

"Yup, guilty as charged," the young man chuckled. "It's nice here. I'm sure you'll like it once you get used to it. I take it you didn't get the letter of acceptance from Headmistress Kyteler-Magee to be having your grandfather coming to discuss enrolment matters with her?"

Harry shook his head, "Long story here as well, but we're hoping to get the green light from your Headmistress."

"I'm sure you'll get it. I can see you have potential judging by your deductive talent, Mr.…?"

"Harry," Harry smiled and shook his hand. "Harry James Percival Jr. Potter-Dumbledore. You can just call me Har or Percy. That's what Grandpa Albus calls me."

"Har is just fine," the young man chuckled at the name that was a mouthful. "I'm Aaron Turunen."

"Pleased to meet you, Aaron Turunen."

Soon, after watching the young man named Aaron completing his potion, Albus and Severus finally found him after being led by the Headmistress Casey Kyteler-Magee. As Aaron greeted them and brought Harry to Severus, Harry had a good look at Casey who came over to give him a pat on the head. She was roughly around Albus' age, judging by the number of wrinkles in her face, but even so, she still looked just as wonderful as she was wise. Her long tresses resembled the colour of the moon, with a little bit of golden blonde clinging in between, and her eyes resembled the colour of duckweed. She stood about as tall as Minerva McGonagall and was about a little thinner than Pomona Sprout, which showed how she was more or less enjoying the retired Quidditch life.

"So, how'd you like the tour around the school, Mr. Potter-Dumbledore?" Casey asked with her twinkling smile.

"Very much, Headmistress," Harry replied cheerfully. "Everything looks wonderful."

"I see you have made a friend already," Severus said as he nodded in acknowledgement to Aaron, in which Aaron nodded back after falling into a daze staring at the Potions Master who, surprisingly, seemed to appeal to him somehow with his dark and mysterious aura, even though to most people he looked like he could very well be a vampire in real life who sucked people's blood.

"And I see you have met your future lower-classmate," Casey said as she introduced Aaron to the adults. "Meet Aaron Turunen, one of our school's pride and joy whom we managed to snag from Beauxbaton. We have high hopes for this young Muggle-born to ace his remaining school years here. With proper guidance, I'm sure Mr. Potter-Dumbledore will be just as successful as he is."

"If you can ignore people talking about me behind my back about me sleeping around to earn my points," Aaron rolled his eyes in annoyance.

"Poppy-cock, Turunen. You know better than to allow such displeasing rumours deter you."

"Aaron," Harry said as he introduced the adults to Aaron, "this is Albus Dumbledore, my grandpa and Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry and this is Severus Snape, my…uh…"

"Intended," Severus continued, putting his arm around Harry, making Harry blush and Aaron widen his eyes in surprise. "I am his intended."

"My, my," Casey chuckled. "It's good to be young, isn't it, Albus?"

"Indeed," Albus grinned.

"Well then, if it's alright with you, I'll have my caretaker escort you over to the nearest Portkey. Have a safe journey. It's been a pleasure talking to you, Albus."

"Thank you very much, Casey. I'll be seeing you the day after tomorrow with my grandson then."

"Bye bye, Aaron," Harry said as he waved goodbye to him. "See you soon!"

"Ditto here, Har. Bye."

As Aaron and Casey watched the trio be led out of Kym by the caretaker, Casey rubbed her chin thoughtfully, saying, "Very pretty little boy, isn't he, Turunen? His eyes are very beautiful indeed. It's no wonder that Severus guy seem to swell with pride when he introduced himself as the boy's intended."

"I guess some people just get all the luck," Aaron shrugged in defeat and went back to his potions.

--:--

"No, pet," Severus stopped Harry from leaving and whispered a levitation spell to put him into the bath tub before joining him. "You are going in with me."

Harry blushed as he leaned back against the tub. It was his last day with Severus before moving in to Kym and Severus had personally asked permission from Albus to allow the boy to spend the night with him. Albus readily agreed and assured him that his hired help will take care of the packing, knowing that it would probably be a long time before they could meet again. But before Harry spent the night with Severus, he went to spend his last study day with Mr. Figgs the tutor as promised, and they had almost lost track of time talking and hanging around Honeydukes that by the time the boy came to Severus' home, it was raining cats and dogs and Harry looked like he had just waded through the Niagara Falls to get there. Needless to say, Greta the Head Housekeeper fussed over him like a mother hen before Neville and Colin laughed it away and led the dripping boy straight to a worried Severus.

"Come here," Severus said as he pulled Harry close to his embrace while soaking in the tub, enjoying the warmth. Harry instinctively put his arms around him slowly, leaning his head against the older man's chest and listened to his steady heartbeat. Severus then slowly and quietly reached down to tease Harry's nipples.

"Please don't…" Harry moaned slightly at the touch.

"Why not?" Severus asked deviously, leaning over to lick his earlobes as he pinched one of them ever so slightly, rubbing it between his fingers.

"N…Not here…" Harry panted. "I want it in…ah! In bed…mmh!"

"Deal with it, Harry. Tonight is my last night with you, and I want to savour it as much as possible, regardless the situation. Hush and just feel, pet."

Gently, Severus' hand snaked down to stroke Harry's cock, bringing it to life. Harry could felt his cock twitch with excitement as he tilted his head back, his nails digging into Severus' back. Severus tilted the boy's face to him to kiss him fully on the lips as he continued to stroke him, while his other hand guided Harry's to touch his own. Harry knew very well, what he wanted as he gripped him a little tightly and stroked him up and down, kissing him back tenderly. Moaning at the feeling of Harry's hand on his cock, Severus ran his tongue along Harry's lips to make them part before diving his tongue into him, exploring the inside of the boy's mouth.

"Mmh…Feels so good, Severus…" Harry echoed the older man's moan, closing his eyes to kiss him some more. Maybe it was the fact that it was their last night together or maybe because it had been a long while since they got down and dirty, but whatever the reason, he could feel his body on fire. He felt like he was going to pass out or burn alive. He pulled his lips off, panting with effort to get air to his brain again after kissing for what felt like forever.

"Well, let's make it feel much better then, shall we?"

So saying, Severus had his hands on Harry's sides and picked him up to sit on the side of the tub before taking the boy's cock in his mouth and sucked. Needless to say, it made the boy screaming his approval in more pleasurable ways than one. Seeing his little beloved enjoying it so much, Severus sucked harder, lashing random patterns with his tongue while his hand reached to massage the balls.

"Oh, god…Stop…! Stop…! I am going to come soon, Sev," Harry cried, biting his lip to hold back his moan that was getting louder and higher by the minute.

"Come," Severus teased the tip of the cock with his tongue. "Let me taste you."

"But…mmh…! But what about you…?"

"Trust me, pet, this won't be your last orgasm yet. Don't hold back, pet. I want to hear you scream for me."

With that, Severus went back to suck him even harder, teasing the balls as he did. Harry could no longer hold back and arched against him as he came, his body feeling over-sensitive as his legs and arms twitched along with his cock. Severus drank him all in, every last drop flowing warmly down his throat.

"Mmm, a bitter-sweet taste. Delicious."

Harry blushed as he panted, waiting for his body to calm down from the tremors. He slowly slid off the side of the tub and reached down to continue stroking Severus' member.

"Shall I return the favour, Master?" Harry grinned, calling that title in the sexy way he knew Severus loved to hear.

"Maybe," Severus smirked. "Or maybe I'd like something more than that."

Harry had half-expected it as he felt Severus' finger entering him as he let out a moan. As he felt Severus' lips enveloping his again, he felt another finger enter him, thrusting in and out to prepare him. He smiled inwardly as he kissed him back, putting his hands around him. He knew Severus always liked to start it off nice and slow, and always worried that he might hurt his little pet if he was not gentle and did not make it pleasurable for both sides. Even as they made love, Severus was always the gentleman.

Which was one of the reasons why he loved him so much.

After stretching him enough with a third finger, Severus broke the kiss and leaned his forehead against Harry's, their nose touching as he asked, "Do you want me inside you, pet?"

"Yes, please. Fill me up with your cock, Master."

"Oh, I will," Severus said as he picked him up by the hips. "In fact, I'll be real slow. Let you feel every inch of me."

As Severus promised, he, very slowly, lowered Harry onto his cock, feeling the wonderful tight heat around him squeezing for all its worth. If it weren't for Severus' strong endurance, he would come by that alone. He looked up to see Harry closing his eyes tight and biting his lip, and it was evident from Harry's facial expression that he loved every inch of his rod entering him.

"Don't close your eyes, pet," Severus whispered as he pushed him down all the way to the hilt. "I want to see those beautiful green orbs looking back at me. I want to see your love for me."

Harry obeyed, opening his eyes as he kept his hold on Severus' shoulders, while the older man held onto his hips and started bobbing him up and down nice and slow. A groan escaped from those young luscious pair of lips, enticing him even more as he watched the boy's head roll to the side, indulging the feeling of Severus' manhood moving in and out of him.

"P…Please…" Harry pleaded. "D…Deeper…Almost…there…"

Severus smirked and thrust a few times before he shifted his angle to hit the bundle of nerves in him, making the boy see stars in his mind's eye.

"Oh God!" Harry gripped Severus hard, his body shivering at the jolt of pleasure and his cock coming back to life again. "Do that again! Please!"

Severus chuckled, feeling glad that he had made his pet scream. He bobbed him up and down again, and every time he brought him down, his cock hit the sweet spot just right, just the way he knew he liked it.

"Dear gods! Master! Harder, Master, deeper!"

"Good, good! Feel it! Feel it, pet! Feel it in your bones! Feel it within you! Let loose every fiber of your being! I want you to feel me inside you so hard that you will never think of any other but me!"

Harry let loose scream after scream as Severus continued his ministration, the next time harder and deeper than the first. His senses were bombarded in such a way that his every nerve was on fire. He felt like he was going to die from the pleasure alone. Without removing his cock, Severus wanted him as he moved him into missionary position, placing his head carefully against the side of the tub and moved faster, pounding into him, shortening the distance between them that could not possibly be any closer. Harry panted against Severus' neck, clawing at his back and wrapping his legs around the older man's neck as he felt his spot being pounded again and again, forcing the bundle of nerves to spread its jolts like electricity throughout every inch of his body, ending with the white hot flashing stars in his mind's eye and the imploding tightening in the pit of his stomach.

Once he felt Severus' teeth biting down at his neck, leaving a lovebite, Harry had lost his senses completely. He couldn't form words to warn Severus he was coming as ribbons upon ribbons of his seed landed between their bodies in the water. Severus followed after a few seconds later, filling him to the brim as he groaned his approval. It felt almost like time had forgotten to unfreeze itself before the couple finally gotten down from their high.

"You were amazing, pet," Severus whispered as he licked a stray drop of sweat on Harry's temple.

"So were you," Harry whispered back, his body still slightly in spasms from the pleasure.

"After tomorrow," Severus slowly pulled out and got off him before cleaning the both of them, "we won't get to do this as often as we like."

"I know," Harry sighed and rubbed his face against Severus' hand that held the detachable showerhead. "I'm missing it already."

"Then let's savour it while it lasts. I promised you this wouldn't be your last orgasm, didn't I?"

Before Harry could make sense of those last words, he had already found himself being carried out of the tub, dried with a drying spell and made a beeline to the bed.

--:--

"Well, here we are, this will be your dorm for the next 7 years to come."

Harry looked around while Aaron helped him to put his suitcase down. He had expected to have a dorm room just like how Draco and Ron's dorm would be in Hogwarts, and that he might be sharing with a few other dorm mates like they did, but apparently, because Albus and Severus could afford it, they requested Harry to have a room of his own, thus Casey decided to place him at the school condominium, which was an independent building situated slightly away from the regular dormitories of the school. Harry felt that they were a little bit too extravagant in getting him the best, but he took to comfort that he may have his own privacy. Again, the setting was almost like the royal museum, only a little less grand.

"Your bedroom is over there, joined together with the bathroom," Aaron said as he helped him familiarize with his surroundings, "living room over here, kitchen over there and you get a great view from the verandah here. My dorm is just right next to you, so you're not at total seclusion and isolation from everyone else. I'll take you to get to know the other people who live in this condo, so don't worry…Ah, hello there, Judith!"

Harry turned to see a solemn-looking girl coming in carrying a whole wad of books in her arms. She had long brown locks the colour of milk chocolate running down her waist, with one side of her fringe dangling lazily over her forehead the colour of snow white, and had eyes the colour of blood-red rubies that seemed to be glaring unkindly at him. She was wearing a huge T-shirt dress that ran all the way past her knees, with one of the sleeves totally covering her whole arm and hand, leaving the collar slanting to one side, revealing her shoulder, and her baggy knee-high socks lopped over her black-buckle shoes. He could tell from experience that she was wearing hand-me-downs, possibly from a sister.

"Harry," Aaron led Harry to the girl and introduced her to him, "this is Judith Cecelia Light. She is in her 3rd year. She also lives her in this condo just 2 dorms away from me. We'll be neighbours from now on. These here," he pointed at the textbooks she was holding, "are your textbooks that you will be using starting the semester starts. One thing we have in common with Hogwarts is that we have our own Houses to go to, which you will be sorted later tonight. Welcome to Kym, Har."

"Thanks," Harry smiled, then reaches over to take the books from the girl's arms. "Pleased to meet you. I'm Harry James Percival Jr. Potter-Dumbledore. You can call me Har or Percy. Thank you for bringing my boo…"

Before he could finish his words, the girl named Judith scowled at him and slammed the books against his chest before stomping away, seemingly fuming. Aaron was as taken aback as Harry at her sudden behavior before the former gave him an apologetic grin and chased after her. Severus just so happen to pass him by before entering Harry's dorm.

"What was that about?"

"Beats me," Harry shrugged as he placed his books onto the living room couch. "Where's Grandpa Albus?"

"He's tending to some last minute paperwork and enrolment contracts with the Headmistress. He'll be waiting for me outside the school compound," Severus replied as he knelt down to Harry's level. "I cannot stay long either. There are things I must do as well."

"Riddle things?"

"Yes, Riddle things. Pet, you are here for your own protection, for your own good. You know that, right?"

"Yes, I do. You will do as you promised, right, that you will keep in touch and not leave me alone?"

"Don't worry, pet," Severus said as he caressed Harry's soft cheeks. "I am not one to break promises."

Harry nodded and leaned against the hand that caressed him. Oh, how he wished it didn't have to come to this, but the situation at hand was not giving him much say on the matter.

"Alright. I have to go now. You be a good boy, you hear?"

Before he could say "Yes", Severus kissed his forehead and left almost as quickly as he came. Just when he thought he was gone for good, Severus suddenly returned.

"No, this is not the right goodbye."

The older man came up to him in a flash and took his lips fully, kissing him deeply. Harry's eyes opened wide, his arms automatically going around Severus as the latter traces his tongue along the former's lips, wanting him to return the favour. Slowly, Harry opened his mouth for Severus and reached out with his tongue to touch his, prompting Severus to kiss him some more, doing French like the world was only theirs. Harry moaned into the kiss, pulling him close as if he let go, he would die. After what felt like a passionate forever, Severus let go suddenly, leaving a very fazed Harry rather out of it.

"I love you, Harry."

"Wha…?"

Severus was gone before he could realize what was happening. He found himself standing in the empty room, no longer feeling his beloved's presence, as it would be for the 7 school years to come. Forlorn, Harry shifted his lonely gaze to the floor.

"I love you too, Severus."