This is my first fan fiction, but I would love some criticism. Review please. Unbetaed.
I don't own any of the characters and all that stuff. If I did, I would not be here.
Every Day is a Struggle
Severus Snape surveyed the room, his obsidian eyes taking in every detail, his long pale fingers criss-crossed over his lap. The room filled with people as the quiet murmur grew to a dull roar. The lights dimmed and all eyes turned to the stage. A grey haired man walked onto the stage. He drew out his wand and held it to his throat, making his voice audible throughout the room.
"Welcome, everyone. Get your wands ready as the auctions are about to begin." There was a rustling of cloth as a thousand witches and wizards drew out their wands. "Now our first specimen is a twelve year old girl. A virgin. Parents were a muggle and a half-blood. Bidding starts at eighteen thousands galleons." A small blonde girl was dragged onto the stage, naked. Her ribs were showing and she was obviously drugged. Severus looked at the girl, then looked away, uninterested. The girl sold for eighty nine thousand galleons and was taken off stage. She was soon replaced with a skinny boy. The boy's jade green eyes were dazed from drugs. His jet black hair was matted down and the boy could barely stand. Severus studied the boy as the auctioneer announced the starting price.
"Fifteen year old boy. Parents were a pureblood and a mudblood. Starting price is 21,000 galleons." Severus shot a green spark into the air, signaling he was interested.
"Alright, we have 25,000...30…45…75…110. Going once, going twice, sold for 110,000 galleons to the man in black." Severus lowered his wand with a smirk as an assistant handed him a tick to redeem at the end of the auction. Severus sat back and watched the auction, not interested in anyone else. As everyone filed out of the room, Severus stood and made his way to the back room where the slaves were kept. He handed his ticket in and his newest slave was given to him.
"Follow me," Severus said without a second glance at the boy, as he turned and left the room. The boy trudged behind him, not making a sound. Once they were outside, Severus grabbed the boy's arm and apparated them to his mansion. With the quiet precision that was Severus Snape, he landed them right in his private rooms. He turned to the boy, his face expressionless. "You will be my personal slave. You will do what I say, when I say it. I will show you what to do once, and I expect you to remember. Understand?" Severus turned to the boy and was shocked by the boy's green eyes. The way they seem to stare right into him made Severus itch. After a few seconds of that stare, the boy nodded once.
"Boy, can you speak?" Severus sneered.
"Yes, master." the boy mumbled. He had a soft voice that was just barely audible.
"Do you have a name boy?" Severus drawled, his face showing how little he actually cared.
"Yes, master. My name is Harry Potter."
*gasps* Who saw it coming? I know I know, it was pretty obvious. Please read and respond!