Not long after the first task Harry was in potions, with Neville as a partner, when the potion blew up covering him in the potion which was acting like acid and eating through his clothes. At that moment Harry was happy when Snape changed how they handled potions accidents. Normally everyone would just stop and stare but now everyone had to leave the room except for Snape and someone had to go get madame Pomfrey.

By the time Snape had stopped the potion from doing more harm it had eaten through the top layer of his clothes and started on the pink set of knickers, top and stockings, and in some places it had started on his skin.

Severus Snape had turned just in time to see Neville Longbottom put to many dried slugs in the healing potion he was supposed to be making, and watch as the potion exploded all over Harry Potter.

Snape rushed over and started to try and stop the potion from doing much damage.

After he stopped it he looked at what Potter was wearing under his school uniform.

What?...Why in heavens name is Harry Potter wearing women's lingerie?...Does he want to be a girl, or look pretty?...God he look gorgeous in this. Contrary to popular belief Severus Snape did not hate Harry Potter. He was so much like Lily, his best and only friend, but he was also like James, the person who made fun of him at every chance. Which made it easier to pretend to hate him.

The way Harry looked like that on the floor all open and gorgeous Snape had to bite back a moan, and he was grateful for his robes to hide his erection. He had noticed how good looking the boy was the year before but now... he wanted Harry to be his in every and any way possible, to touch him, to kiss him.

He was happy when Harry moaned in pain as in brought him back to reality. And he saw that Harry realized he was wearing only the lingerie.

"Oh god...Professor Snape, oh please don't tell, please I'll do whatever you want... just please don't tell!"

The words went straight to Snape's cock and it throbbed in response. Snape thought for a second then said," come to my office at eight tomorrow night. Now would you like me to get rid of your ruined clothes and barrow a robe so no one sees your choice of clothing?"

"Yes, please!"

Oh thank god he won't say anything...But why won't he say anything? Thought Harry. I wonder... did he like how I looked in my pink lingerie?... I hope he liked it... I-I want him to like it...But what if he really hates me?... What if he doesn't want me? What will I do?

Harry knew he was gay not long after he realized he wanted to wear lingerie. And Harry knew he liked Severus Snape the moment he saw him. That pale skin, those eyes. Then in the first class oh that voice, like dark chocolate smooth and rich, and his presence, made Harry hard.

Not long after Harry got out of his clothes and in the robe Snape let him borrow madame Pomfrey came and took him to the hospital wing, and healed him.

And as he was weak from the healing she made him go back to the dormitory for the rest of the night saying that food would be delivered to him.

It was quarter to eight that next night and Harry could barely stop himself for running to Snape's office. Oh how he want to see him, to be alone with him.

When he got to Snape's office he knocked on the door and waited.

Then he heard Snape's voice from inside,"come in."

At hearing Snape's voice Harry was so glad he was wearing robes, as they hid his erection from sight. As he walked in the door to Snape's office and his heart stopped. There Snape was, leaning against his desk wearing robes that made him look even better to Harry than his normal robes did. Harry had to stop himself from running to Snape and begging for him to do something to him, anything thing to him.

"You told me to come," said Harry as he walked farther into the room.

"Yes I did. You told me you would do anything if I told no one what you were wearing under your clothes...I have to ask, why were you wearing those pieces of women's lingerie? Were you wearing them as a dare?"

"No professor, I wore them on my own, their mine."

"I ask again why were you wearing them?"

"I-I like wearing them. I like how they feel, how they make me feel."

"How do they make you feel?" Asked Snape.

"Like I'm me, just Harry, not Harry Potter."

"Not Harry Potter? Why?"

"I don't like being Harry Potter, the-boy-who-lived. I don't like being famous, especially for living while my parents are dead because of me."

Severus Snape walked around his desk and said,"hum...well as you said you would do anything if I didn't say anything, So..." And he kissed Harry.

Harry arched into the kiss, and moaned, he loved the kiss it was tender and passionate. As Harry pushed himself into Snape's body he could feel his erection, and Snape could feel his. Harry wanting to deepen the kiss put his arms around Snape's neck. But Snape pulled back and said," I want you to be mine Harry, all mine.''

"I want to be yours, I've wanted to be yours for two years." Said Harry still breathless from the kiss.

"Really?"

"Yes, I want to be yours."

"Do you know what a "pet" is Harry?"

"Yes."

"I want you to be mine."

"You want to be my "master"?"

"Yes, if you want to be my pet."

"I want to be your pet, only ours."

"Well that's good, because I don't share what's mine."

His. Harry's heart filled with pride. He was going to be Severus Snape's, all his.

"I have things to do tonight, I will tell you when you can come back, and we will continue this, my beautiful Harry."